waste heat

Chapter 108

After a while, Cheng Yan no longer remembered who Li Xu was.

He and Song Yu walked back. Father Song was sitting on a rattan chair, and several men in suits and leather shoes beside him were talking to him. The man smiled and said, "Song Yu, long time no see."

"Uncle Li." Song Yu called out politely.

The man said in surprise: "The past two years have grown rapidly, so tall, life is good?"

"Eat well, I'm only growing taller," Song Yu joked, then raised his hand and said, "Dad."

"Have you learned it?" Song's father asked Cheng Yan, after Cheng Yan nodded, Song's father asked them to play a game, saying that he wanted to watch the fun.

Song Yu guarded the man: "He can't do polo. You can't just hold the gun and ask him to go to the battlefield. If you want to watch the excitement, I will go."

Song Yu looked at Cheng Yan after finishing speaking, and confessed: "I'm going to fight, you wait for me here."

Cheng Yan said, "Go, I want to see it too."

He hadn't seen Song Yu play this before, and wanted to feast his eyes today, Cheng Yan sat down next to Song's father, and watched a wonderful polo match with a group of people.

"He has good skills." Father Song crossed his legs, leaning halfway, and asked Cheng Yan, "Have you never seen him fight?"

"No, this is the first time." Cheng Yan saw Song Yu put on the protective gear, jumped on a horse skillfully, and joined the polo battle.

"Visual feast." Song's father said happily: "Look at this scene well."

Cheng Yan couldn't take his eyes off, watching the visual feast brought by Song Yu together with his elders.

After Song Yu got on the horse, he quickly joined the struggle of a group of people. Although he is tall and has long legs, it is easy to grab the ball, but there are still many small skills in horseback riding that deserve attention. Song Yu touched the ball and became a group The target of the siege, polo can be attacked personally, and it has a certain degree of danger, so not many people play it, but some people like fierce fighting, and this event can be passed down forever. Song Yu was besieged by several people, he Leaning back, or sideways to avoid the siege, even though someone grabbed the hem of his clothes, he slammed the reins and broke free abruptly.

Someone was thrown off his horse and hit the ground when he was trying to break free. Cheng Yan had never been in contact with this sport, but it hurt to watch it. It's just that Song's father and others were calm, and he couldn't make too much exaggeration. Try to treat your actions as normal.

"Song Yu is still fierce," an elder said, "I think this kid is good since I was a child."

Father Song said without humility: "You don't even know whose son he is."

"Yo! I caught it!" Someone was startled: "Li Xu."

Cheng Yan looked over, the new round of ball was in Li Xu's hands, he was dragged off the horse by Song Yu forcefully, fell to the ground, Song Yu rode the horse straight to the ball frame, and made another precise hit.

He seems to be very good at this kind of ball games, Cheng Yan can't help being proud of him.

In the arena, Song Yu became the target of group attacks, but he was skilled in riding horses, aggressive in grabbing the ball, and had a high hit rate. Several people couldn't stop him, and he let one person and one horse be arrogant in the pasture.

Cheng Yan smiled, and felt that Song Yu on horseback looked like a charging general in TV dramas, quite compelling.

Fortunately, I am not his opponent, otherwise I will suffer a great crime if I fall off the horse like that.

"Song Yu! You are so cruel to me!" Li Xu shouted while standing on the pasture.

Song Yu shook the ball in his hand arrogantly, and asked righteously: "You are not my boyfriend, what kind of affection should I show you?"

Li Xu pointed at him, so angry that he was going to explode.

Now the onlookers reacted, the elders smiled, they didn't know the grievances between the two, they just thought it was the anger between the boys.

Cheng Yan doesn't explain, he enjoys this feeling, enjoys his boyfriend brutalizing others on the pasture, but feels sorry for him getting injured, and doesn't even let him play on the field.

Indeed, he has just learned how to ride a horse, and if he can't play polo, he will definitely be tortured badly, so he will sit obediently on the sidelines and watch, what's wrong with seeing his boyfriend in high spirits?It was a visual feast.

While watching polo, Cheng Yan had nothing to do. Looking at Song Yu's figure, he thought of something, picked up his cell phone, and called his mother.

-

After returning from the pasture, it was already [-] o'clock in the evening, Song Yu took a shower, and there was class tomorrow, logically they should go back, but Song Yu wanted Cheng Yan to stay at his house for the night.

Cheng Yan agreed.

Song Yu changed clothes in the room, because he still had an appointment to go, so he wore formal clothes for a rare time.

"Should I change it?" Cheng Yan looked at Song Yu's black suit, which matched his temperament. This was the first time he saw Song Yu's formal suit, and it was really seductive. He resisted telling himself not to Random thoughts.

"No, just like this," Song Yu rolled up his sleeves, "I like what you are doing today."

Cheng Yan looked down: "But if you dress so formally, will I look too perfunctory?"

They are going to a family appointment. It is Song Yu's family. To be precise, it is the most solemn meeting dinner given to him by Song Yu's father. They take him to a hotel for dinner and arrange for Song Yu's relatives. Great treatment, he is only in love with Song Yu now, his parents gave him such a formal gift, Cheng Yan was a little panicked.

"My parents have agreed, who can have an opinion?" Song Yu tidied himself up in front of the mirror. This was the first time he had dressed himself so solemnly. A deep facial features was reflected in the mirror. His hair was combed. Go up, leave a few strands of hair on the forehead, and an impeccable facial features make people feel excited.

"Then why are you so formal?" Cheng Yan asked.

Song Yu walked towards Cheng Yan and touched his lips: "I'm not for them, but for you. This is a dinner to receive you. Of course, I have to be more formal. Let's go."

He took Cheng Yan out, but Cheng Yan simply gave up, hoping that Song Yu's parents and uncles could understand why he didn't wear formal clothes.

Song Yu took Cheng Yan into the car, Song's father and Song's mother had already left the house, and instead of sharing the car with them, Song Yu took Cheng Yan to the garage, and picked up a GTR that hadn't been driven for a long time.

Cheng Yan looked around the garage and asked in surprise, "Why do you buy so many cars?"

"Not many, just four or five." Song Yu held the steering wheel, drove the car out, and explained, "My dad bought them all. He is a director and he cares about face."

What kind of car do you drive when you go out?Rich people seem to be like this, which is strange, do they get ridiculed for driving bad cars?If he is a wealthy businessman, others will think he is low-key when he drives a low-priced car. Cheng Yan can understand, but he always feels that it is a bit extravagant and wasteful, just like this GTR, which is such a good car, has been left alone for no one to drive. Isn't it a waste of resources?

This may be a matter of face, what they care about is face, and whether money is not money is no longer their pursuit and concern.

"Did you tell your mother about us?" Song Yu remembered the chat in the room just now.

Cheng Yan nodded and said, "Yes."

Song Yu asked: "How did she react?"

Cheng Yan sighed, thinking about reporting the incident to her mother at noon, "She couldn't accept it a bit. She said that if I got into such a good school, my life would be much better later, and I just waited for me to marry a wife and have children."

"Very disappointed." Song Yu could imagine.

"No, but fortunately it's you," Cheng Yan said: "My mother likes you very much. I don't know if you can feel it. If the name I said wasn't you, she would come over and kick me now."

Song Yuchang sighed: "It's difficult."

Cheng Yan said helplessly: "It doesn't make sense to just talk about it. I don't want to have conflicts with my family, so don't worry about what my mother tells you later. Give her time to digest this matter, and she should be able to accept it." of."

Cheng Yan's voice was weak, and he didn't know if his mother would accept it. It only depended on time. He couldn't hide it from his family for the rest of his life. Song Yu had already done this. It doesn't look like it, it's not an explanation.

"Don't worry, I'll take whatever your mother says, even if you hit me." Song Yu looked at Cheng Yan, "Who told me to abduct her only son who was pregnant in October?"

Cheng Yan was smiling, but there was still worry hidden in his eyes, he didn't want to hurt his mother at all, but he just fell in love with Song Yu, and it was hopeless.

When they arrived at the hotel, the closest members of Song Yu's family were all there, and all relatives were not present. There were about ten people, and a few of them talked for a while, and then went to the dining table for dinner.

Dinner with strangers is always a lot of restraint, Cheng Yan dare not talk nonsense, but only responds to the words from time to time, his table manners are also very conservative, he knows how to take care of others, so he takes the initiative, but because Song Yu is next to him, he There was nothing that could be done, and Song Yu took over. My mother was right, Song Yu was very sensible, including table manners, and communication with elders should be more natural and polite.

Cheng Yan, who was a bit restrained in front of Song's father and Song's mother, was even more afraid when facing these seven aunts and eight aunts. Fortunately, Song Yu stayed close and did not leave him to deal with this situation alone.

A child from a relative's family was obediently drawing on the side. The little girl moved a stool and lay beside Song Yu. Behind Cheng Yan, she drew a little sun and a rainbow, and then drew a house and two little people.

"What did Jiaojiao draw?" Song Yu communicated with the girl in a child's tone.

"The house, the sun, the grass, my brother." The little girl said, pointing to the drawing book with her hands full of pens and paints.

"Me, who is this next to me?" Song Yu pointed to the figure with braids.

The little girl shyly said: "Me, brother and me."

After speaking, he picked up the picture book and covered his face, only showing a pair of innocent eyes smiling.

Infected by this warm scene, Cheng Yan couldn't help but also laughed.

Cheng Yan bent down and asked, "Jiaojiao, can my brother draw a princess for you?"

"Can you draw a princess?" The girl's voice was full of surprise, "Which princess?"

"Which princess do you like?"

Jiaojiao thought for a while: "Can you draw Elsa?"

Cheng Yan left from the chair. There were children in the dinner, so it became less embarrassing. Cheng Yan squatted down, lay down in front of the chair, took the fountain pen in Jiaojiao's hand and said: "Look at Jiaojiao, I Is it Aisha?"

Song Yu also watched from the sidelines, not to mention, Cheng Yan has painting skills, he painted very delicately, Aisha's hair color, hair, and a pair of watery eyes that are unique to anime characters, except for Aisha thought, Cheng Yan Yan also drew Xue Bao from the same movie.

Song Yu looked at his strokes, and said without hesitation: "Painting is also fine."

Cheng Yan said: "It is necessary, I still have a place in art class."

Song Yu smiled.

"Is it Aisha?" Cheng Yan asked the girl after finishing the painting.

The girl nodded wildly. It's so simple to capture a girl's heart. Afterwards, she was pestered by Jiaojiao and continued to paint. This can be regarded as a solution. The words are embarrassing.

"What about others?" Father Song asked.

Song Yu looked up, "Outside, playing with Jiaojiao."

"What do you think?" Father Song raised his eyes. There was a room full of people sitting together, and neither of them touched the dinner plate.

"What do you think?" Song Yu looked over.

Father Song said, "What's the plan with him? What about after graduation?"

Song Yu laughed: "Why are you so anxious, what are you doing now, you planned to let someone pass you right after we met?"

They all said that they couldn’t eat hot tofu in a hurry, but Song Yu was very happy to hear that his father meant it. At least everyone in their family recognized their feelings. No matter what other people thought, his parents’ feelings were the best. important.

"You have a heart for it. I originally wanted you to study abroad. Your grades are promising for Harvard, but you don't even look at it. The financial circle hates schools."

Song Yu didn't take it seriously: "Where did you study? Do you have to go abroad to study? Fudan's finance department is not bad."

"There must be a gap. It's not that I want to belittle the schools in our own country. I'm just insisting on these two. Of course, Harvard is the first choice. People who majored in finance at Harvard are really talented. An employee from Harvard in my company, That's really outstanding, if you want to get involved in this circle, go up as far as you can," Father Song said, "Besides, your uncle is there, so it's convenient for you to study."

Song Yu shook his head: "Okay Dad, the time has passed. I just want to study in our own country's school. If I really want to study, I can't stop you anywhere. I don't regret choosing Fudan University."

Father Song said sharply: "You are because of him, right?"

Song Yudao: "No."

"Would you go without him?"

"Maybe."

"Where is he?"

"You have to pass the exam even if you die," Song Yu said.

Father Song's face darkened, and he warned him with his eyes, Song Yu smiled at his father and said, "I'll go out and have a look."

"Wait a minute." Father Song stopped him, "Give this to him."

Cheng Yan was drawing with Jiaojiao outside, and he had drawn several pictures. He drew one, and Jiaojiao drew another. The painting book was full of colorful animals.

"Jiaojiao, mom is calling you." Song Yu said to the girl lying on her stomach after she came out.

Jiaojiao stood up and asked, "Where is it?"

Song Yu pointed: "Inside, let's go."

Jiaojiao left with the drawing book in her arms. Cheng Yan's time with the baby was over, and he stood up.

"finished?"

Song Yu said: "It will take a while."

Cheng Yan snorted, and Song Yu was sitting on the armrest of the sofa in the hall. He was dressed really nicely and eye-catching. Cheng Yan has been researching and can't understand how a person can be so delicate.

Although he was praised for being handsome since he was a child, he is really not on the same level as Song Yu. Song Yu's facial features are so outstanding that the so-called good-looking people are easy to kill instantly in front of him.

"Come here." Song Yu raised his hand.

Cheng Yan walked out, he was hugged by Song Yu, and there were still people in the hall, so he was embarrassed and reminded: "Pay attention to the influence."

Song Yu turned a deaf ear and insisted on sitting on someone's lap. He handed Cheng Yan the key, "My father gave it to you."

"For me?" Cheng Yan looked down at the bunch of keys, "What are you driving?"

Song Yu pretended to be mysterious: "You guess."

Cheng Yan studied it and said, "Could it be a car?"

Song Yu said perfunctorily, "Congratulations, you guessed it right."

Cheng Yan didn't know what kind of car it was, but he didn't care about it, and asked, "Why did you send me the car?"

"He knows cars, and he doesn't know what to give you. This is his idea." Song Yu explained.

"I don't know how to drive." This is the problem. Where did Cheng Yan get a driver's license? He was at a loss for the keys in his hand.

"Sooner or later, I will definitely be able to use it in the future. This meeting gift is okay." Song Yu took the key and put it in his pocket: "Keep it away."

Cheng Yan pressed Song Yu's wrist and wanted to say something, but Song Yu cut off his words, "I know what you want to say, don't refuse his sincerity, you must show it when you come to our house for the first time."

"The car is too expensive." After thinking about it, Cheng Yan knows that this car is definitely not a cheap thing. The few cars he saw in the garage just now are all good cars, and he can't drive now, and he is still in school. , he really couldn't bear this meeting gift, "Don't give it to me, I really don't need it."

"It can be used," Song Yu said: "Don't worry, this car will definitely be used. If you don't drive it, I will drive it. After graduation, I will definitely be short of funds when I first work. If I don't have money to buy a car, I will use this car. In case we are poor In the center of the earth, if you can’t pay the rent, you can still sell the car, right?”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Song Yu patted Cheng Yan's pocket with a smile, "Put it away, I don't want to talk about the second reason."

Cheng Yan felt that his pockets were heavy, and he was really flattered this trip, "The people in your family are... a little too nice to me."

"Is it not good?"

"Okay, but they treat me so well, I'm quite stressed."

"Do you know why they treat you well?" Song Yu asked, Cheng Yan said he didn't know, Song Yu explained: "Because I'm afraid you will run away, I will take money to kill you first."

"It's such a coincidence that I, a gold worshiper, fell in love with me. I'm depending on you, young master, and I won't run away even if I die." Cheng Yan said.

Song Yu grabbed his chin, "Yes, you have to be so arrogant, I just like your arrogant look."

Cheng Yan lowered his head and smiled, the two of them were too tired and crooked, no matter who looked at it.

Song Yu wrapped his arms around Cheng Yan's waist, and Cheng Yan sat on his lap, watching every frown and smile, Song Yu said with warm eyes: "Are you still nervous before you came here?"

He can remember the behavior of a coward before.

Cheng Yan said truthfully, "It's gone."

Song Yu said: "I told you not to be afraid. They don't eat people. You are very attractive. Be confident."

"I'm not unconfident," Cheng Yan said, "Then don't be nervous when you see my mother in the future."

"That won't work, you should be nervous."

"Then you still talk about me."

"I want to talk about you."

Two people bicker.

Half an hour later, the situation broke up, and a group of people parted ways at the entrance of the hotel. Song Yu sent away a few relatives and friends, and finally his parents. He didn't plan to go back. He took Cheng Yan to a new place.

"Who else are you seeing?" Cheng Yan asked, he was already tired enough today.

"My friend." Song Yu said, "You have seen some."

Those friends who had appeared in Cheng Yan's mind appeared in Cheng Yan's mind. Apart from those, Cheng Yan didn't know about Song Yu's other old friends in Shanghai.

Today is an opportunity, he went with Song Yu.

It turned out that Song Yu had already greeted his friends, and they gathered in a club where drinks and billiards were mixed.

When Song Yu brought Cheng Yan over, his friends had already played several games, two of which Cheng Yan had seen, Lin Can and Yao Shun, the tall one.

"Wow, it's so eye-catching." A boy with a loud voice holding a cue said to Song Yu who was in formal attire.

Lin Can also reacted in the same way, clapping his hands and saying, "Master Song is very nice today."

The other boys around the table with wine bottles all looked over, their eyes were full of jokes, Cheng Yan was treated kindly for a day, and he was no longer easily nervous, he joined Song Yu's group of friends calmly, He didn't know if he had misunderstood it, they seemed to like him quite a bit, maybe it was for Song Yu's sake.

A real friend won't show embarrassment to the person you like, Cheng Yan thinks it makes sense.

"Song Yu, isn't he a little champion? He's from the province, right?" It was Lin Can who spoke, holding a ball in his hand, and there was a hint of conspiracy in his eyes.

Song Yu asked: "How do you know?"

Lin Can said: "It's on the sports channel."

Song Yu said proudly: "Well, what do you want to do?"

Lin Can didn't hesitate, and said bluntly: "Everyone is here today, and everyone is gathered together, so let's have an exciting game."

Cheng Yan waited quietly.

Lin Can said: "Before you came, we have already arranged for you to form a team to play golf, one person, one stroke relay, and the loser will get those."

The direction of Lin Can's finger is the prepared spirits. The whole billiard table is full, the oppressive feeling is not covered, it is really exciting. The amount of an entire billiard table is also terrifying.

But the bet is the excitement.

"Let's talk about it first. You two definitely can't be on the same team. I don't care how much you are in private. If you lead the team separately today, one of you and him will lose."

Song Yu laughed: "Wow, you have so many bad ideas, do you think I have a chance to win?"

Lin Can said: "Then we don't care, you beg your partner to release the water."

Song Yu looked at Cheng Yan, this game table was not a place for him to show off his might, Lin Can and this group of people made it clear that they wanted to support Cheng Yan and deal with him, his relatives and friends.

Song Yu wasn't tenacious either, so he just begged: "Cheng Yan, be nicer to your husband."

Cheng Yan yelled at him in public: "Don't bark."

Song Yu is shameless, Cheng Yan has nothing to do, his group of friends really want to make trouble with him, and come up with this idea to harm Song Yu, because they know that Cheng Yan will not lose, but seeing so many bottles of wine, Song Yuxing ?

It's going to be difficult for Cheng Yan.

Several people even divided into teams, one person started the relay with one shot, Cheng Yan was the last shot, Song Yu was also the last shot, this group of people deliberately wanted to make it difficult for the two of them.

However, if Cheng Yan didn't come up, he would put people off. He was gentle enough to Song Yu, and anyone could hit that shot.

"Yes, keep it like this." Song Yu stood in front of him, bent over, and said knowingly: "I will lose myself."

He would have to lose, Song Yu knew that the result could not be changed, Cheng Yan had the ability to clear with one stroke, even if they were about to win, he could break the game with one stroke and turn defeat into victory.

Song Yu didn't have any hope for this game at all, but his friends wanted to express their affection for Cheng Yan, to build momentum for him, and he was willing to coax him to play, of course he hoped that Cheng Yan would be happy every day by his side , he would rather his happiness be based on his face, those are not important to Song Yu, the most important thing in his heart now is the little boy who is bending over in front of him with sharp eyes.

While waiting, Song Yu held the wine bottle and stared at Cheng Yan's waist like a wolf. Even his fingers propped on the table could arouse his excitement.

During the process, as soon as Cheng Yan raised his head, he saw Song Yu staring at him closely. His eyes were too hot, and he was embarrassed to meet him. He turned his head and continued to watch the situation on the table.

"Can I apply for a shot change?" Lin Can said, "I let him solve this shot, but I really can't solve it."

Yao Shun clasped his hands and said, "Aren't you playing tricks?"

Lin Can came up with an idea: "Then you can also have the right to change rods later."

Lin Can's shot was given to Cheng Yan. He was stumped and couldn't solve it. Cheng Yan took his shot and hit it smoothly. After pocketing it, he leaned over and continued to hit the ball. He watched from the side, and when he went to look at Song Yu again, he was burned by the fiery gaze again, he hurriedly lowered his head, and Song Yu smiled maliciously.

When it was time for Song Yu to hit the ball, he took off his suit jacket, and inside was a white shirt. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong forearms. He bent down, everything was ready, and the buttons on his chest were slightly unbuttoned. Showing a small piece of skin seemed to be intentional, Song Yu suddenly raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of cramped eyes.

Cheng Yan has known that he has malicious intentions for a long time, so how could he know that he would still have this kind of action, why did he raise his eyes suddenly?He watched Song Yu's small movements showing his chest muscles, and Cheng Yan's eyes became hot, and he looked away.

He especially doesn't like to meet Song Yu's eyes, sometimes it's very hot, you can tell what he's thinking at a glance, Cheng Yan can't stand when he thinks about that kind of thing.

"Slap." The ball fell into the hole.

Song Yu straightened up and continued to hit the ball. The two exchanged fiery eye contact, as if they fell in love at first sight and were secretly flirting with strangers.

No one cared about the result of the game, neither Song Yu nor Cheng Yan accepted the punishment, they ran to the unoccupied ball room to steal the prize before the game was over.

The two had mutual affection, the midfielder Song Yu took him away, the dim light from the windows in the unlit ball room could not clearly illuminate the greedy faces of the two.

They kissed in the dark, so intense that they wanted to melt each other into their own flesh and blood.

"Do you know why I chose this place?" Song Yu asked in a hoarse voice, full of emotion.

Cheng Yan's breathing became disordered: "I don't know."

Song Yu pressed the back of his head, kissed him and said, "I like watching you play pool, it makes me want to fuck_you."

-

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Yu's room was full of heat.

Cheng Yan's clothes were disheveled, they didn't turn on the light, they just groped in the dark like this, Cheng Yan couldn't unbutton Song Yu, he was wearing a formal suit today, to be honest, it really tempted him.

But he also hates formal attire, because it is so troublesome!Can't solve it, can't solve it...

He panicked, and could only cry aggrievedly: "Give it to me..."

"What do you want?" Song Yu hung the man, holding the man's chin at night, "Say it clearly."

"You," without courtesy, justice, shame, Cheng Yan was stumped by the buttons, and cried anxiously, "I want you."

Song Yu held his face in satisfaction: "Keep down, my parents are asleep."

……

I don't know what time it is until late at night, do you still have the strength to go to class tomorrow?It's dangerous.

But how can they think so much, they are greedy, making heartbeats and panic late at night.

Cheng Yan was strangled by the neck, sweat on Song Yu's arm fell into his neck and wet the pillow.

The exact same tattoos collided on the ankles, and the black letters were not obvious enough at night, but they still remember the feeling of pain engraved in the atrium.

Song Yu fell on Cheng Yan's neck, pressed against his ear, and said a sentence from the bottom of his heart that made people feel confused:

"My sweetheart."