When Wen Shanhai heard his son say that he liked men, he couldn't accept it. He couldn't understand why his son, who was such a good boy, turned so crooked? What went wrong in the process of growing up?

The father and son quarreled a lot during that period, but no matter how much they quarreled, he was reluctant to quarrel too much with his son after being used to him for so many years. So he could only comfort himself. Anyway, it was like this, and there seemed to be no other way but to accept it.

He had imagined many times what attitude he would show when his son really brought his boyfriend home, but he didn't expect that his son brought back not his boyfriend, but his husband. He

directly skipped the process.

Wen Shanhai was busy in the kitchen while comforting himself again. Lin Fengqi came over to help in the middle, but was kicked out by him.

"What did I say? I will be kicked out if I go." Wen Xia said.

Lin Feng got up and sat back on the sofa, still looking into the kitchen frequently.

"Don't look," Wen Xia gave him half of the persimmon, "you'll know after a while, you can get along with my dad however you want, he's very casual."

It can be seen that Wen Xia inherited this from his father.

Lin Feng thought.

They had lunch late, and before the meal, Wen Shanhai brought a small white bowl with some dishes in it, and asked the two to go upstairs with him. There was a photo of Wen's mother in a room on the second floor. After entering the room, Wen Shanhai put the small bowl in front of the photo, and Wen Xia opened the curtains with ease.

The winter light came in, illuminating the woman's young face.

Wen Shanhai took out three incense sticks and lit them, saying, "Today I have good news to share with you. Our Xiao Xia is married. He is a young and promising handsome man. He is a good person. I will bring him to see you."

He bowed three times, put the incense in place, made way for the two, and said to Lin Fengqi, "Come here, let your mother-in-law take a good look at you."

Lin Fengqi rarely heard Wen Xia talk about his mother. He knew that Wen's mother died when Wen Xia was very young. They sometimes talked about this matter. What Wen Xia said was also what he heard from Wen Shanhai about his mother since he was a child.

In those descriptions, Wen's mother was a very bold and courageous woman, quite different from Ye Shixue, one is strong and the other is gentle.

Although the other party couldn't hear him, Lin Fengqi still called out respectfully, "Mom," while he held the incense and kowtowed

. When he finished burning incense and left, Wen Xia reached out and tugged at Lin Fengqi's sleeve, as if he had something to whisper to him.

He leaned his head over and whispered.

"When will you take me to meet your dad?" Wen Xia asked.

Wen Shanhai cooked five dishes, three meat and one vegetable, and a duck blood soup. Wen Xia ate a lot before dinner, such as oranges and persimmons, plus a few snacks, and didn't eat much rice, just vegetables.

Wen Shanhai didn't know him well, and when he saw him like this, he couldn't help nagging: "I told you to eat less miscellaneous things before dinner, but you didn't listen."

"It's a rare visit, what's wrong with eating something from your house?" Wen Xia said.

Wen Shanhai snorted, holding the bowl, and watched Lin Fengqi pick up food for his son's bowl as soon as he saw that it was empty, and pass the water to his son when he raised his hand.

Tsk. This brat is used to it.

He coughed heavily and successfully drew the other party's attention: "I remember that you were high school classmates, right? I met you when I went to the parents' meeting for Xiao Xia."

Lin Fengqi nodded: "We were desk mates."

"Oh, I just remember that this happened, first in the grade or something, I often told Xiao Xia to learn more from you at that time," Wen Shanhai paused, then changed the subject, "We didn't get to know each other well in the previous few meetings. I saw that you and Fang Lianshu had a good relationship?"

Lin Fengqi remembered that the Wen and Fang families had always been at odds.

"We are just nodding acquaintances." Lin Fengqi said.

"Really?" Wen Shanhai narrowed his eyes. "I saw you were with him when we went to Suye Villa. Were you invited by him?"

Lin Fengqi said frankly: "Yes."

"You went because you were invited?"

Lin Fengqi shook his head and said, "It was because Wen Xia was there."

Wen Shanhai's expression relaxed, and he glanced at Wen Xia who was busy cooking, and asked him: "Were you and Xiao Xia already together at that time?"

Does this "together" refer to marriage, or an actual confirmed relationship?

Lin Fengqi hesitated for two seconds and nodded.

...This is a joke.

Wen Shanhai coughed awkwardly.

He asked Wen Xia to go on a blind date at that time, but now it's not a blind date, right?

"...Anyway, you two have already done it, so I won't say much," Wen Shanhai said to Lin Fengqi, "Just, what's the situation at home?"

"My father...is gone, and my mother is in poor health and is now recuperating in a nursing home."

"Does she know about you and Wen Xia?"

"I know."

Wen Shanhai nodded and said "Oh", then asked: "What does she think of you two?"

Lin Fengqi said truthfully: "She likes Wen Xia very much."

Wen Shanhai was relieved, ate two mouthfuls of rice, sighed with emotion, and said: "Whenever it is convenient, set a time for the two families to meet. How can a child's wedding be two months old and the in-laws haven't met yet? Some things that should be done by then should also be caught up."

During this meal, Lin Fengqi answered many of Wen Shanhai's questions, such as whether he and Wen Xia had been together in high school, the situation in his family before...

Lin Fengqi answered them one by one without any impatience.

Lunch took a long time to finish.

After dinner, Wen Shanhai said, "You two are going to have dinner here too, right?"

Lin Fengqi heard what Wen Xia said. Wen Xia saw that his father's expression was not right: "Don't you mind the trouble?"

"What's the trouble?" Wen Shanhai waved his hand, "otherwise you and Lin Fengqi can cook a good meal to honor me in the evening."

He looked out the window as he spoke, with eager anticipation on his face. Wen Xia followed his line of sight and saw that it was the Fang family across the street.

Fang Lianshu should not be at home now and will be back in the evening. Comrade Wen just wants to keep Lin Fengqi to show off in the evening, right?

Wen Xia agreed, but the matter of the house was put aside for the time being, after all, it had not been really decided yet.

There was still quite some time before dinner, and after watching Wen Shanhai go back to the house for a nap, Lin Fengqi said to Wen Xia, "Will you accompany me to another place?"

Wen Xia was alert: "Where are we going?"

"Where I grew up."

Lin Fengqi's family was not as well off as Wen Xia's. The residential area he lived in when he was a child was a unit housing. It was considered an old residential area at that time. Now, more than ten or twenty years have passed. The facilities in the residential area have been renovated and improved several times, but it is still difficult to hide the oldness of the buildings. The walls are gray and yellow, and some walls are covered with ivy. The building numbers are still painted by hand.

The old residential area is a combination of quietness and bustle. It is far away from the city center and seems to be still in the last century. Even the fireworks carry the nostalgia of the times. When the weather is warm, you can often see three or five neighbors sitting downstairs, mostly middle-aged and elderly people, chatting about family matters, chatting about everything, or setting up a table and moving a few chairs to play cards in each corner.

Lin Fengqi led Wen Xia all the way to the end. The number 45 was written in red paint on the building.

Building 45.

They entered a unit and went up to the third floor.

Lin Fengqi opened the old anti-theft iron door, and a dusty and stuffy smell that had been sealed for a long time hit his face. Wen Xia followed him in curiously. The room had good lighting. With the curtains drawn, the living room was very bright even on such a gloomy snowy day.

There were not many pieces of furniture in the house, except for big items like sofas, coffee tables, and TV cabinets. There was nothing else.

"I used to live here. Until I graduated from high school." Lin Fengqi stood by the window and looked back at him.

He was facing the light, and the expression on his face was unclear. Wen Xia didn't like this and walked towards him.

When he got closer, he could see the nervousness in his eyes. He was like a child who shared his secret base with others, hoping that the other person would like it, but also afraid that the other person would not like it.

Wen Xia said, "I like it here very much."

Lin Fengqi led him into the master bedroom, where there were also photos of his father and four elderly people. He

had not lived in this house since he went to college. During college, he rarely came back even during the winter and summer vacations. After graduating from college, he came back to start a business. This place was too far away from the company. He slept in the company most of the time. Later, when he had more money, he just rented a house around the company until he bought the house he lives in now.

Ye Shixue said many times that this old house could be rented out. With the rent, life would not be so tight. But Lin Fengqi didn't do so. He stubbornly left a place for his deceased relatives to stay. He would come back to burn some incense during festivals.

Wen Xia really didn't expect Lin Fengqi to take him to meet so many people.

Lin Fengqi took Wen Xia by one hand and led him to the photo of his father. The man in the photo looked just like what Wen Xia remembered, serious and steady, with a sense of alienation that kept strangers away, and intimidating without anger.

Lin Fengqi held Wen Xia's five fingers tightly, his voice was very light and slow: "Dad, if you were still here, you might be angry, but I still want to tell you that I have a lover, his name is Wen Xia."

Wen Xia turned her head and looked at his profile. Her ears were so red.

"I like him very much," he said, his face turning a light red, "I like him so much... I don't want anyone else in this life except him."

Lin Fengqi paused, and quickly added: "In the next life too."

No, he was still dissatisfied: "In the next life too."

Seeing that he wanted to add more, Wen Xia tilted his head and put his fist to his lips to hold back his laughter.

Noticing the smiles of the people around him, Lin Fengqi swallowed his addition and murmured: "Anyway, I just like him very much."

Wen Xia pursed her lips and smiled, her fingertips touched the ring on his ring finger and gently rubbed it.

He looked at the man's sharp eyebrows in the black and white photo and said: "I like Lin Fengqi too. I like him very much. I don't want anyone else in this life except him."

After saying that, he felt a burning gaze.

He tilted his head and met Lin Fengqi's deep eyebrows. It is the same as the man in the photo, but different. The difference is that it has temperature. It is hot and soft, with a little moisture.

The air that has not been circulated for a long time is hotter and more stuffy than outside.

Wen Xia didn't remember how she finished burning incense. They didn't stay for long and left in a hurry. Snow fell again outside. They returned to the car. Before they could feel the warmth inside the car, they felt each other's hot breath.

Under the silver wind and snow, the kiss of lovers is like the golden midsummer.

Before losing control, Wen Xia pushed him away with the last bit of reason, and her voice was hoarse: "Go home first."

Lin Fengqi buried his head in the crook of his neck, struggling to calm his reason and breathing.

Like a string that is about to break, it relaxes a little at the critical moment, but it will eventually break, just waiting to be tightened again.

When they entered the room, a cat and a dog came to greet them as usual, but neither of them was in the mood to pay attention to them at this time, and they mercilessly locked the two furry children outside the room.

Ah Moo groaned and pulled at the door. Inside the room, Wen Xia was pressed against the door by Lin Fengqi, and the kiss fell quickly and heavily.

...

Wen Xia leaned against the head of the bed and clenched the sheets. After a moment, he took a deep breath, regained some rationality, leaned over, stretched out his hand to push Lin Fengqi: "It's enough, don't..." Before he

finished speaking, his whole body froze, and his muffled hum contained a bit of ambiguity.

Lin Fengqi finally stood up and covered him, and his forehead touched his. The deep eyes covered with moisture were glimmering, and full of temptation and invasion.

He swallowed hard, and his fingertips touched the slightly cool circle on Wen Xia's ring finger.

"Wen Xia..." Inexplicably, just calling out this name, unexpected bitterness surged up his throat. For a moment, he thought he seemed to have returned to his youth. The person in front of him was clearly very close, but he still felt like it was an overly beautiful dream.

Wen Xia raised her chin to kiss his eyes, and then blushed and mumbled something in his ear.

...

It was not yet dark, and there was a fine mist outside the window. A snowflake hit the window, and was slowly dried by the heating in the house. In a moment, it turned into water droplets, and was blown by the cold wind, freezing into clear snow crystals.

Unconsciously, the snow fell a little heavier.

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