Chapter 101: Fanwai Seven: Going Home

On weekends, Zhou Ziheng started to wake Xia Xiqing up early in the morning, but Xia Xiqing slept so much that he covered himself under the quilt and was reluctant to come out. .

"Why..." Xia Xiqing didn't open his eyes, "Isn't it Saturday..."

"Yes, something is wrong."

"There's something you didn't sleep last night," Xia Xiqing closed his eyes and grabbed a pillow and smashed it on Zhou Ziheng's body.

"Hey, hey, don't sleep." Zhou Ziheng took him in his arms and patted him on the back twice, "Then who asked you to hook me up last night."

"You still said?"

"No, no, I can't, I can't stand it." Zhou Ziheng smiled, wrapping his legs around his waist and wrapping his arms around his neck, hugging him like a child.

"Hey, I really...I don't remember..."

"Get up, it's really something, something big." Zhou Ziheng took him to the bathroom, "I've squeezed all the toothpaste for you, look."

Xia Xiqing, who was put down, still didn't look, leaned on Zhou Ziheng, closed his eyes, didn't speak, and was so sleepy that he could fall asleep standing up. However, Zhou Ziheng was very satisfied, thinking that when Xia Xiqing got up, he would curse people when he woke up.

"Good, wash up first, I'll make something delicious for you later." He put on the slippers at the door of the bathroom for Xia Xiqing to put on.

After such a disturbance, Xia Xiqing also woke up most of the time. He picked up the mouthwash cup and brushed his teeth and washed his face. When his face was full of water droplets, he raised his head and saw Zhou Ziheng preparing to apply aftershave. He grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist and said, "You beard Not even shaved."

"Where?" Zhou Ziheng looked sideways in the mirror.

When a drop of water entered his eyes, Xia Xiqing wrinkled his face and poked the upper edge of his mouth with his cold fingers, "Here. Forget it, I'll shave it for you." Push on the toilet, "Sit here."

Zhou Ziheng sat down obediently and watched Xia Xiqing open the cabinet by the mirror to find the razor and foam shaving cream. He was wearing a set of light gray cotton pajamas. When washing his face, his sleeves were rolled up to his forearms. When he stretched out his hand, revealing a white arm, his face was well-behaved.

"The electric ones won't shave cleanly, so use the manual ones." Xia Xiqing walked to Zhou Ziheng's side with the tools, and first squatted down, but Zhou Ziheng was too tall to sit, so he stood up and bowed down to raise his face, But he is also very tall, and it is hard to bend over.

Zhou Ziheng held back his smile and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, "This position is convenient."

Here again, Xia Xiqing tapped Zhou Ziheng's head with the handle of the manual razor, and sat astride him. Zhou Ziheng folded his hands on his back waist, and his eyes seemed to stick to Xia Xiqing's body.

The faces in his field of vision were enlarged a lot, and he could even see the tiny fluff on Xia Xi's clean face, as well as his lips that were habitually pursed when he focused. This action of pursing them would make them appear softer, like a backlog. The two cherries that are together, a little more strength, a little bit, is enough to make the juice overflow.

Xia Xiqing's movements were very light. He rubbed the shaving cream into the palm of his hand and smeared it on his face. He held the handle of the knife lightly and gently shaves the hard-to-shave parts. His eyes were focused on. At that point, his brows furrowed slightly, and his long eyelashes were illuminated by the warm light of the bathroom, casting long, trembling shadows on the thin skin under his eyes.

All the small details are glued into the incentives of heartbeat.

"It seems to be a little cleaner..." Xia Xiqing turned his head to the side, wanting to take a closer look, but just like that, Zhou Ziheng kissed him, "Uh...uh!"

He hit Zhou Ziheng on the shoulder, but Zhou Ziheng didn't mean to let go of him, the hands that were clasped at his waist caressed his back, and his embrace tightened. The citrus aroma diffused from the foam, mixed with a hint of herbal bitterness, rubbed from one person's face to the other, like the entity of an infected desire.

Xia Xiqing didn't want to let Zhou Ziheng succeed so quickly, so he locked his teeth maliciously. Who knew that while Zhou Ziheng kissed his lips softly and seemed patiently, he used his hand to go down Xia Xiqing's slightly convex spine to the lowest end. The force rubbed his tailbone slowly.

"Hmm..." Xia Xiqing, who was caught at the gate of life, accidentally released his lips, and Zhou Ziheng took advantage of the moment to enter, the tip of his tongue touched the moist and soft mouth, and the residual mint breath was warmed by the lingering lips and tongue. Xia Xiqing simply gave up resistance, the razor fell to the ground, and the sound became a horn for intimate battle. His fingers rubbed the roots of Zhou Ziheng's hair affectionately, his tongue licked his soft upper jaw, his breath became heavier and heavier, his embrace became tighter and tighter, his hot chests pressed together and rubbed ambiguously.

The lips loosened, the suffocation felt slightly loose, Zhou Ziheng hugged his thin waist, kissing continuously from the corner of his mouth down a little bit, his eyes reaching Xia Xiqing's rolling Adam's apple. His upper body unconsciously leaned back, his slender neck, slightly raised chest and flexible waist curved into a surging arc.

Xia Xiqing didn't like his provocation, and the thrill of scratching the itch was heartbreaking. He pressed Zhou Ziheng's shoulders, lowered his head and kissed his lips, kissing him wetly, as if to show the fundamental thirst for food of an overly hungry person.

The temperature was getting higher and higher, and the two of them melted into the humid bathroom, like fish in the water, and the beauty of the morning evaporated with the sound of breathing.

After entering the cloakroom, Zhou Ziheng told him the real reason for getting up early.

"I told my parents to take you back today." Zhou Ziheng lightly took off his pajamas and found the sweater he wanted to wear naked. Since the two were together, everything was mixed together.

Xia Xiqing was stunned by his words, "What did you say?"

Zhou Ziheng turned around, "Take you home."

"What a joke." Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, and sat down on the lazy sofa in the cloakroom, "Go home."

"No kidding." Zhou Ziheng finally found his gray-blue sweater, swiftly put a set on his body, and tried to pull Xia Xiqing up, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I told them I'll be there in the morning."

"I..." Xia Xiqing hesitated, "No, do you have to go?"

"Of course." Zhou Ziheng squatted down and kissed him, "What's wrong?"

"if……"

What if your parents don't like me. Xia Xiqing held back and did not say it, but he was sure in his heart that the word home was too far away for him, not only far away, but also a restricted area.

A person like him should not be liked by Zhou Ziheng's family. feel that from that kind of family background, he should not have a good impression of homosexuality, especially he is not well-behaved or docile at all. Zhou Ziheng was taught so well by them, he must be their most precious child, and he must be very angry that the most precious child was kidnapped and taken away by a bad boy like him.

The more he thought, the more panic, Xia Xiqing gritted his posterior molars and said nothing. Zhou Ziheng didn't force him either, just sat down face to face with him and played with his hands.

To be honest, this is not like him at all. He Xia Xiqing has never been afraid of anyone, and he has never flinched when he encountered anything.

But now he backed away, very real. It's not that he is afraid of his parents' blocking, but that he is afraid that Zhou Ziheng's complete family relationship will crack because of his own intervention.

"I don't think your parents will like me." After a long silence, Xia Xiqing finally spoke calmly, "Let's be reasonable, few parents like me should like me."

Zhou Ziheng could clearly feel that Xia Xiqing was becoming more and more unconfident in himself. It was the kind of unconfidence that was clearly revealed, but he knew very well that this was the real Xia Xiqing. He had always been inferior, but he used to be used to it. Sex hides his heart with pride and nobility.

After the beautiful hard shell was peeled off, the scarred child would be very scared, curled up with hands and feet, afraid to see people.

"No." Zhou Ziheng took his hand, "They're not that kind of people. And you are excellent, you are very good." He touched Xia Xiqing's cheek, "You are the best in my eyes. ."

Xia Xiqing finally raised his head, smiled reluctantly at him, and stood up to change his clothes. Zhou Ziheng couldn't understand the panic and helplessness in his heart, he didn't understand his natural fear of the word "parents". But it doesn't matter, he loves Zhou Ziheng. He is willing to step out of his comfort zone for Zhou Ziheng.

"Then should I go take a shower now?" Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that he was being too rude, "I'll be quick, five minutes."

"No need." Zhou Ziheng pulled him and held him by the shoulders to make him face the row of clothes, "After changing clothes, let's go."

Xia Xiqing suddenly asked, "What to wear?" He turned over one piece after another, "Should I wear something simpler? What color do your parents like? They..."

He was so anxious. Zhou Ziheng hugged him from behind with a gentle voice, "Xi Qing."

"They won't judge you based on the clothes you wear, and similarly, they won't judge your character based on external evaluations." Zhou Ziheng wrapped his arms around his waist, "I'll take you there this time. , just to introduce, let's meet, don't be nervous."

There was a wonderful comfort in his embrace, and Xia Xiqing felt that the flustered self was gradually sinking.

The weather was still cold, so the two of them wore the same down jackets to go out. Zhou Ziheng was black, Xia Xiqing was white, and Ronaldinho was already waiting for them in the car.

After getting into the car, Xia Xiqing was exceptionally quiet. He didn't say a word. Even Ronaldinho saw that he was abnormal and looked in the rearview mirror, "What's wrong with Xiqing, why is his face so bad?"

Xia Xiqing was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his face, "Do I look bad?"

"Not bad." Zhou Ziheng couldn't help laughing, holding up his rubbed cheeks, the tip of his nose was a little red when he went out, and with this harmless face, he looked terribly cute, "I Look, it's so pretty."

Xiao Luo gave me an expression like why did I do something wrong and let me eat dog food, "What's wrong with Xi Qing, I don't feel like I'm in a good state."

"It's nothing." Zhou Ziheng replied directly for him, "He likes me so much that he doesn't dare to see his parents."

Xia Xiqing pushed Zhou Ziheng away and turned his head. He wanted to say, I'm not going to stop the car, but the words turned around again. Ever since he was with Zhou Ziheng, he has gradually disappeared from his initial talk.

He was reluctant to say a harsh word to him, reluctant to lose his temper.

As Zhou Ziheng said, he really likes him too much.

When he arrived at Zhou Ziheng's home, Xia Xiqing was nervous with a hint of embarrassment. After all, the last time he came to this place was through some illegal means.

The person who opened the door was an aunt with outstanding temperament wearing a pair of silver-frame glasses. Xia Xiqing recognized at first sight that this must be Zhou Ziheng's mother.

"Come here?" Zhou's mother smiled, her voice was soft, "I was about to call Heng Heng to ask if you are stuck on the road, come in quickly." She gently pulled Glancing at Xia Xiqing's arm, "Is it cold outside?"

Xia Xiqing smiled awkwardly, "It's okay."

"This is my mother." Zhou Ziheng generously led Xia Xiqing into the door, "Mom, this is Xiqing."

"I know." Zhou's mother smiled softly, "I have watched your show."

"Hello, Auntie." Xia Xiqing bent over, "Excuse me."

"Don't bother, we've been waiting for you." Zhou's mother led the two people in. Xia Xiqing's eyes fell on the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the living room. His upper body was sitting upright. He was reading a newspaper. He stood up when he saw someone coming in.

It seems that Zhou Ziheng's appearance has inherited the advantages of his parents, as well as his father's height.

However, Zhou's father's appearance is the same as Zhou Ziheng's, and there is a daunting sense of distance. Before getting close, Xia Xiqing said, "Hello, uncle."

"Yeah." Father Zhou nodded, with his hands behind his back, "Sit down, sit down." After speaking, he sat down by himself, "The tea I made for you is cold, and I just made another cup." He was about to pick it up, but paused again, "Will Xi Qing drink tea? Or should I ask Aunt Hong to make coffee for you?"

Xia Xiqing waved his hand flattered, "I don't need uncle, I'll drink tea." After he finished speaking, he picked up a cup, holding the small cracked celadon cup in his hand.

"Don't be nervous." Father Zhou immediately exposed his performance. He said to Zhou Ziheng, "Go to the kitchen to help your mother, she will cook lunch herself today."

Zhou Ziheng was pushed aside by him, leaving only Xia Xiqing and Zhou's father, facing each other with a coffee table in between.

"Don't be afraid." Father Zhou had a smile on his face, "Actually, before you came, Zhou Ziheng confessed to us about you and him."

Xia Xiqing could guess that, after all, Zhou Ziheng is not the kind of person who is willful enough to come out publicly at an awards ceremony without telling his parents. He took a sip of tea, put the teacup lightly on the coffee table, and listened to Dad Zhou quietly.

"Actually, his mother and I, we called you over for a simple meal." Father Zhou picked up the teapot and added some tea to him, "You are his current love interest, we can't just be there Watching you on TV, don't you think so?"

Xia Xiqing nodded. He hadn't sat and talked to an older man for a long time, and this strange feeling made him a little uneasy.

"You look bad, are you sick?"

He shook his head, "No, not sick." He forced a smile, "You said, I'm listening."

Father Zhou quickly realized that something was wrong. He looked at the empty living room around them, and then looked towards the kitchen. Some of them responded, "Did I put you under pressure? Or I'll call that kid over... "

"No," Xia Xiqing suddenly felt strange, "how do you know..."

"I heard him say something about your family. In fact, you shouldn't discuss these topics right away. I know you'll be uncomfortable talking about it."

Xia Xiqing pursed his lips, "It's alright, I've gotten a lot better, I'm fine."

"You are very strong. You grew up in such an environment. If it was another person, you might not be able to hold it." Father Zhou's eyes showed a certain look, "Be strong, it is rare to be strong, and you are also very good. ."

Suddenly being affirmed by Zhou Ziheng's father, Xia Xiqing couldn't help being a little surprised. Father Zhou also saw the surprise on his face, "Did you think I would embarrass you? Why should I embarrass you? It's because my son likes you. If I'm really dissatisfied, I will only embarrass my son."

Xia Xiqing opened his mouth, and his usual sharp teeth and mouths were all invalid at this time. Facing the parents of the person he loved, he just wanted to express his thoughts sincerely and earnestly, "I thought that a family like you might accept No way your son is with me. I'm a man like him, and I was born into a broken family, so I also have a lot of personality flaws, but..."

His eyes drooped and lifted again, "Uncle, I have changed a lot, and I have changed because of myself. I love him very much, I can assure you of this."

This sentence is too pale, and Xia Xiqing regretted it the moment he said it. Anyone can say that they love him and open their mouths.

Father Zhou did not expect that Xia Xiqing would explain it so directly. He had watched his shows and interviews and knew how smart the child in front of him was, so he did not expect that at this moment he would choose such a simple or even clumsy way to gain good impression.

"I know. I've lived for so many years. If nothing else, my eyesight is accurate." Father Zhou smiled, "I won't hide it from you. When Zhou Ziheng confessed to me at first, I lost my temper. Well, mainly because I didn't expect, I didn't expect him to fall in love with a man. He has been in that circle since he was a little kid, there were so many temptations, but he didn't get entangled with anyone, nor did he the person I like."

Father Zhou frowned, "I was wondering at the time, how could he put on a show with you and fall in love with you?"

"Afterwards I checked a lot of information about you. You are indeed very talented, very smart, and a charming kid. But to be honest, after I checked it, I was a little opposed, because your childhood experience was so... He suddenly stopped talking, Xia Xiqing lowered his eyes and did not speak, "In my opinion, it is a ticking time bomb."

"But later, I talked to his mother." Father Zhou sighed, "I feel that my opinion is wrong again, it is prejudiced."

Xia Xiqing suddenly felt that the father and son were really alike, with the same tone and diction.

"I taught him this since I was a child, and in the end I wore tinted glasses to see people, so what else did I teach." Father Zhou shook his head, "So I thought about it carefully and struggled for a long time. Later His brother came to me and told me something about his childhood."

"He said, Dad, do you remember when Ziheng was a child, he picked up a little sparrow with a broken leg in the yard, he treated it like a treasure, he fed it with water and provided it with all kinds of food, but in the end The bird still flew away, he kept crying, or Dad, you told him that this bird is not your accessory, it is independent, and you cannot force it to stay with you just because you like it in your heart."

Father Zhou smiled with emotion, "After his brother said this, I feel quite ashamed. Since I could tell Zhou Ziheng at the beginning, this sparrow is an independent individual. Then why can't I treat my son until now? As an independent entity?"

Xia Xiqing's heart was shaken, and he suddenly envied Zhou Ziheng. At this moment, he finally understands why Zhou Ziheng can be so good and honest, in the final analysis, it comes from the nourishment of his family.

"Although he is my child, he is himself first." Father Zhou looked into Xia Xiqing's eyes, "He likes you and wants to be with you. These are his rights, even as a Parents, don't have the right to interfere, so don't worry, I won't do anything to hinder you, these things are meaningless. As parents, protection and guidance are necessary, but letting go is more important."

Xia Xiqing's nose was a little sour. He pursed his lips hard, and smiled while carrying all his emotions. What should he say at this time, but he couldn't find the right words.

Father Zhou added, "Of course, the final result will be borne by him alone."

This sentence is a reasonable question to their results, but Xia Xiqing's heart is inevitably pumped. He never thought that there would be a bad result, and he was even more reluctant to give Zhou Ziheng a bad result.

"Uncle, I'm not a person who can give others a sense of trust. Just saying something verbally may not be convincing or prove anything to you."

Xia Xiqing looked up at Father Zhou, his eyes firm, "But he is the only person I love, the first in 25 years. I know better than anyone how difficult this relationship is, whether for me or for him. So I thought, can you give me a little more trust and don't put pressure on him because of my problems. I always hope he can be with me in a state blessed by his parents."

He thought about it and said, "Ziheng is different from me, he deserves the love of his father and mother."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Mother Zhou walked out of the corridor, "You are a real person, you scare people and children." She walked to Xia Xiqing's side and sat down, rubbing Xia Xiqing's back, "Poor child. "After she finished speaking, she grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand again, her fingers cold.

Mother Zhou glanced at Father Zhou angrily, "Uncle Zhou actually wants to say that he understands you and respects you. And I can see that since Ziheng was with you, his whole person has come alive, Like he said at the awards show, he filled the emotional void because of you."

Mother Zhou clapped his hand and said to him with a smile, "One more thing, Auntie wants to tell you, you are wrong, everyone deserves the love of their parents. If not, it is definitely not the child's fault, It's the parents' negligence."

Xia Xiqing gritted his teeth, forced back tears, and said thank you to Mother Zhou with red eyes, his voice low and hoarse.

At this moment, Zhou Ziheng walked into the living room and saw that Xia Xiqing was in a bad mood, so he immediately stepped forward and sat beside him, and said to his father, "Dad, what did you say, you always yelled at me to bring Xiqing back. "He was a little anxious. "You almost made him cry."

Xia Xiqing grabbed Zhou Ziheng's wrist, "It's not Uncle Zhou, I didn't cry."

Zhou's father was so wronged, "I didn't say anything, Xi Qing, you said, did I scare you?"

Xia Xiqing was amused, "No, I'm too nervous."

Zhou's mother suddenly hugged Xia Xiqing, "Oh my heart hurts when I see you, Auntie really loves you." As she spoke, her mother cried, making Xia Xiqing at a loss, "Auntie..."

"My mother is here again. The first time I told her about you, she cried for a long time."

The more she cried, the more sad she became. She hugged Xia Xiqing and kept rubbing his back and the back of his head, tears streaming down her face, "How can there be such a cruel person, how did you grow to be so big...you've suffered "Child..." Zhou Ziheng kept wiping his mother's tears across Xia Xiqing's shoulders with a piece of paper.

The feeling was so foreign that he could barely remember being hugged by his mother.

Xia Xiqing regained his senses, hugged Zhou's mother carefully, and gently followed her back, "Auntie, I'm fine. Don't cry, it hurts your body."

"It will be better in the future." Zhou's mother tried her best to hold back her tears and touched Xia Xiqing's face, "You will both get better and better in the future."

Xia Xiqing smiled and nodded, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He also finally understood where the tender compassion in Zhou Ziheng's nature came from.

Until sitting at the dining table, Zhou Ziheng was still scolding his father, and Zhou's father was still reflecting on his memory and muttering in a low voice, "Which sentence is wrong, no, I think it's pretty good... I've been thinking about it for a long time... "

"Eat and eat." Zhou's mother took a chopstick and put it in Xia Xiqing's bowl. "Eat more, you are too thin."

Zhou Ziheng immediately competed for favor, "Mom, what about me?"

"You are so tall, what do you eat, want to grow into a giant."

Zhou Ziheng changed his goals and began to speak ill of his mother with Zhou's father, "Has my mother encountered any problems doing research recently, and her mood swings are so great."

"Isn't your mother always like that, crying and laughing for a while."

"Too."

Seeing the two big gentlemen chattering on the table, Zhou's mother didn't bother to answer, so she approached Xia Xiqing and spoke in a low voice.

"Xi Qing, I watched your live broadcast."

Xia Xiqing suddenly turned his face to the side, his expression slightly startled.

Zhou's mother smiled, "I can see that you love him very much, and I'm very relieved. The only thing is that auntie's request to you."

Xia Xiqing nodded stunned, and solemnly put down the chopsticks in his hand, "You say."

"Love yourself like you love him, okay?"

The author has something to say:

Xia Xiqing has really changed a lot.

Children who lack parental care tend to have lower self-esteem than children in happy families. Part of Xia Xiqing's pride at the beginning stemmed from his talent, intelligence, and arrogance, but it was mainly because he had low self-esteem in his heart, and he wanted to cover up this feeling of inferiority. But after he gave his heart to Zhou Ziheng, he gave it to him along with his outer shell and dark side, and he could no longer disguise himself.

A lot of parents in this world are unqualified, but still want every child to have the love they deserve.