60. Consciousness...

like? accompany? growing up? After listening to Jian Haoxiang's words, Ou Lingyi was as indifferent and calm as Ou Lingyi had to stop his movements and face him squarely.

Although the other party still had an elegant and handsome smile on his face, the corners of his mouth were tight; the other party's hands were resting on his knees, but the knuckles were white; the other party's waist was straight, but it was obviously unnaturally stiff. All the tiny details of the man in front of him have repeatedly told his inner unease at the moment.

Ou Lingyi raised his eyebrows in surprise, where did such an idea come from? Could it be that he felt sorry for himself when he saw his embarrassment in the Ou family? Or because he saved his life, so he repays his gratitude in this way? With so many thoughts in his heart, Ou Lingyi finally put aside all the guesses and said indifferently: "Do you want to adopt me? You have to discuss this matter with Ou Xingtian."

Jian Haoxiang is nervously waiting for the young man to judge himself. Today's confession, although abrupt, he has no regrets for it. The young man has always been indifferent. If he doesn't take advantage of his immature mind to carve his own traces in his heart, and only secretly and silently accompany him to grow up, his chances will be even slimmer when he shines brightly in the future.

With such concerns, he finally decided to put the thoughts deep in his heart into action, but as he waited left and right, his heart jumped out of his chest nervously, but he didn't expect the answer from the boy. At this moment, Jian Haoxiang was stunned by his answer, he didn't take a breath, his face flushed red, and the elegant mask that had been unchanged for thousands of years finally appeared fissured.

"Hehe~~hehehe..." Seeing the young man expressing these words seriously, Jian Haoxiang lowered his head and covered his face to hide his twisted expression. After being silent for a while, he suddenly raised his head and burst into a burst of laughter, expressing his happiness. Extremely.

adoption? Thinking back on my confession carefully, the words I used are indeed unclear, so it is no wonder that the teenager misunderstood. The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became, Jian Haoxiang laughed again and again, his nervousness dissipated in an instant. Xiao Yi is even more interesting and cute than expected.

The worries in his heart were dispelled by the boy's strange words. Jian Haoxiang regained his calm and prudent attitude, and spoke again with a firm tone: "Xiaoyi misunderstood. I didn't mean to adopt you. I do want to accompany you to grow up, but, Not as a father, but as a lover. A lover who will never leave you, do you understand?"

spouse? man and man? Ou Lingyi frowned, and a vague picture appeared in his mind. A man and a small boy were breathing heavily on the bed, wrapped in red, because of the appearance of this ridiculous picture, his brain suffered a sharp pain. This picture must be the memory of his past life that was washed away after his rebirth, and it suddenly appeared when he was stimulated by relevant information at this moment. But this vague fragment alone is enough for Ou Lingyi to understand what is going on between men and men falling in love.

Scrub this blurry image again, making sure it never gets remembered by yourself. Ou Lingyi frowned and was silent. He didn't have the slightest curiosity as to why he was erasing these memories. The painful memory should let him disappear, keep it, and disturb the tranquility after his rebirth in vain.

Seeing the boy's pale expression of disgust, Jian Haoxiang clenched his fists tightly, and his chest seemed to be broken in vain, extremely depressing.

"Xiaoyi thinks my feelings are disgusting?" He trembled.

Pulled back to his mind by Jian Haoxiang's words, he felt a trace of sadness lingering around him in the other party's warm mood, Ou Lingyi shook his head: "No, it's just a sudden headache." The memory dissipated, and he didn't even remember why he frowned in the last second. .

"Is it because of my words?" Jian Haoxiang asked persistently. Today, he vowed that the young man would give himself a definite answer. Despair or surprise, it's better than waiting anxiously.

"Your words?" Ou Lingyi tilted his head to recall, "No, it's not like that." Finally remembering the previous conversation, he shook his head slightly in denial.

"Don't you find my words disgusting? Are you disgusted with me now?"

"I don't feel it, I don't feel disgusted. However, I don't need a lover. I have myself, and sister Lingshuang is enough." Ou Lingyi answered honestly, his eyes locked on the man in front of him who was gradually becoming excited. What exactly is going on? How did this conversation start? Ou Xiaotong's shoes, who had washed away some of the memory fragments, are now confused.

"Don't dislike me? Even if I have such surly thoughts, doesn't Xiaoyi dislike me?" Jian Haoxiang muttered to himself, and his heart was settled because of the young man's honest answer.

"As long as Xiaoyi doesn't hate me, I don't expect you to accept it at once. As long as you know in your heart that there is someone who is willing to love you wholeheartedly and accompany you to grow up." Jian Haoxiang leaned over and slowly approached the teenager, Reaching out his hand and touching his face carefully, he looked relieved.

It was the best result he could get. Carved a trace in the boy's heart, letting him know that there is such a special existence in his life. In the years to come, he will gradually deepen this trace with actions. He has this confidence.

Ou Lingyi noticed the frenzied and violently moving qíng wave from Jian Haoxiang's body. He was in a trance because of this familiar fluctuation, fell into reminiscence, and completely forgot to dodge. In his memory, such fluctuations in emotion had appeared many times, which made him feel familiar.

"Patriarch Jian, what are you doing?" A hand suddenly appeared and grabbed Jian Haoxiang's wrist, preventing him from getting close to the boy.

"Ah, Mr. Ou, are you finished?" Jian Haoxiang calmly pulled back his wrist that was being held tightly by the person who came, and answered lightly. With such a powerful father-in-law, he would not dare to reveal his feelings at will, otherwise, He Xiaoyi would have no future at all.

"Thanks to you." Ou Xingtian gritted his teeth.

Although surrounded by a group of people, his eyes never left his son for a moment. Knowing that the little guy likes tranquility, he just went with him until Jian Haoxiang appeared, watching the smile between the two of them, and watching the two get closer and closer, Ou Xingtian instinctively felt something different, his face darkened. Shen's three or two resolved the guests who had struck up a conversation, and walked towards the two of them quickly, stopping Jian Haoxiang's restless movements in time.

Yier is mine, no one is allowed to touch it! He roared furiously in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest on his face.

"As the host, shouldn't you be entertaining the guests?" Sitting down beside his son, he hugged his son's shoulders to show intimacy, Ou Xing Tianpi said with a smile.

"Hehe, the guests and the savior, of course, the savior is important. However, I would like to thank the head of the Ou family for reminding me. Xiaoyi, I will go to work first. There is still a while until the end of the banquet. Yes." Before getting up to say goodbye, Jian Haoxiang gently warned the young man, ignoring the bone-chilling cold emanating from the head of the Ou family beside him.

Ou Lingyi nodded, and after watching him leave, he immediately broke free from Ou Xingtian's restraint. The strength of this man's hands is not serious, and the hoop on his shoulders is very uncomfortable.

Ou Xingtian let go of his hand around his son with a gloomy expression, and asked calmly, "Yi'er, what are you talking about with Jian Haoxiang? It's a very speculative chat."

"..." Turning his head and answering Ou Xingtian's question with his own hair, Ou Lingyi picked up the knife and fork and began to eat again without anyone else.

"No matter what he said, Yier, you must not believe it. The Ou family and the Jian family have always been in an incompatible relationship. Don't look at your second uncle being close to him, but when it comes to the family, there is nothing to talk about. You QianDon't be deceived by his rhetoric. Jian Haoxiang, who has no other ability, relies on a mouth that can speak balabalbalalala..." To discredit Jian Haoxiang in front of his son, he never spared his efforts.

"Enough." Ou Lingyi finally raised his head unbearably: "He said he wanted to be my lover."

The young man's simple statement did not change in the slightest.