"If you haven't found a partner, I'm afraid you'll become a monk and live a lonely life. But no matter what, we can't harm someone else's only child." The old man sat back down and said with a serious tone, "Destroying someone's incense is something that will bring heaven's punishment."
From his perspective, it wasn't that he couldn't accept his son liking men, it was just...
"I've thought about this too." Tang Huaizhi lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "But no matter how I think about it, I'm unwilling to let go."
Ever since he figured out his own feelings, he would sit in his study until midnight almost every day.
I thought about the obstacles I would encounter if I really got together with the boy, his father, his mother, the surrounding public opinion, etc.
But he has ten thousand ways to solve these obstacles, and he thinks none of them are a problem.
I thought of another way, to control myself, not to provoke the other person, and watch the other person fall in love, get married, and have children...
He couldn't think any further. Every time he thought of this, his heart felt like it was being torn apart and he was heartbroken.
This uncomfortable feeling is no less than when I first saw those dirty things as a child and knew that they would follow me forever.
Even worse than this.
I also tried not to contact him or think about him, but years of self-control were of no use to the teenager.
This morning he was looking at the WeChat chat page and somehow sent the message.
By the time I came to my senses, the message could no longer be withdrawn.
Perhaps he himself did not want to withdraw.
The old man looked at his stubborn look, feeling a little depressed. "What about him? What does Xiao Qingyu think? Does he like you?"
"I don't know." He shook his head, really feeling that he didn't know.
During lunch, he felt that the other party liked him, otherwise she wouldn't ask that.
But he was still young, so it was possible that the other party was smart, saw through his thoughts, and was teasing him.
"You don't know!!!" The old man's voice suddenly rose. "If you don't know, then kneel down before me! At least you have some idea before you kneel down!"
"There will be some clues."
But before he takes action, he must resolve at least half of his worries.
Old Master Tang didn't know what to say. It was pointless to say a few meaningless words. He wanted to take action, but he couldn't bear to do it.
No matter what, he is his most beloved youngest son.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Think about it yourself. If you really like someone, you should treat them well."
"Also, he's only in his third year of high school. My advice is to wait until he's admitted to college."
If we wait until that time, my son will really catch the person.
I can only give the child more things as compensation.
Tang Huaizhi nodded heavily, "I know."
He said he knew it, and the next day he went to the school gate in person to pick up Tu Qingyu after class.
He deliberately wore a white shirt and a black coat, and his slender thighs were wrapped under his suit pants.
It happened to be drizzling that day. He was standing in front of the car, holding a large black umbrella. He had a cool and refreshing demeanor, and I don't know how many people's attention he attracted.
Tu Qingyu didn't bring an umbrella, nor did he ask anyone to see him off.
When they were going out, Tang Hao said he wanted to go with her, but she refused.
It's just a little rain, nothing serious.
But she doesn't care, there are people who care, such as Mr. Tang.
When he saw the eye-catching blue-haired boy in the crowd without an umbrella, he took a long stride and walked to Tu Qingyu in two or three steps.
"Why don't you hold an umbrella?"
Tu Qingyu looked up at him and said something nice, "Because I expected my uncle to come."
The crowd was crowded and it was raining. Tang Huaizhi almost subconsciously put his arm around the boy's shoulders.
"Get in the car first."
When Tang Hao came out, he saw the backs of the two people.
He asked the driver who came to pick him up, "That looks like my uncle and boss?"
The driver nodded, "Yes, young master, the gentleman drove here himself."
"Isn't my uncle here to pick me up?"
"It's obvious that he's here to pick up your boss. Master, you have me."
"Eh~" Tang Hao glanced at him with disdain, "What are you talking about? Get in the car quickly."
On the other side, Tang Huaizhi couldn't help but parked the car halfway through and took out a towel from the back seat.
"I used a towel, do you mind?"
When Tu Qingyu shook her head, he reached out and covered her head with a towel, and began to gently wipe the water droplets on her head.
Tu Qingyu smiled and said, "Has my uncle always been so caring?"
"I've never taken care of anyone except you."
"Really? It's my pleasure."
"Has the issue with that girl been resolved?"
"It's almost done. We're finishing it. When he mortgages the property again, I'll give it to Lan Pan'er."
"You seem to like girls?"
"Yeah, girls are so nice, kind and cute."
Tang Huaizhi paused for a moment, then listened to the young man continue: "The vast majority of girls in this world are beautiful."
Tang Huaizhi: "So, you like girls, right?"
Tu Qingyu: "What kind of like does my uncle mean by like?"
Tang Huaizhi: "I want to spend my whole life with you."
Tu Qingyu: "No, it's the same for men and women. When I really like someone, I don't care whether it's a man or a woman."
Tang Huaizhi: "So do you have someone you like now?"
Tu Qingyu raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "What do you think, uncle?"
His heart began to beat uncontrollably again.
"I don't know." He murmured softly, "I don't know."
Tu Qingyu reached out, held his face, leaned over, and kissed him on the lips.
At that moment, he felt that time had stopped.
Everything in the world suddenly became silent, and he could only see the person in front of him, only the person in front of him.
After finishing, Tu Qingyu pressed her index finger on his lips and laughed wantonly, "Do you understand? Uncle..."
Since that day, the atmosphere between the two of them has completely changed.
There were no roses, no grand confession, but the love flowing between the two was more turbulent than any ceremony.
Even Tang Hao, who is usually a carefree person, noticed it.
"Boss, what happened between you and my uncle?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's just that I feel like sometimes I'm standing right between you two, but it's as if you don't even notice me."
"You'll understand later."
"Later? When is later?" He scratched his head and said irritably, "Forget it, I can't figure it out. But Boss, I have something serious to tell you."
Tu Qingyu raised his chin and said, "You say."
"It's just... you can do that thing, right?" He put his index and middle fingers together and gestured in the air, "That, whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Tu Qingyu stretched out his hand to hit someone, and he quickly said, "Someone wants to ask you for help, boss. Money is not a problem!"
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