On this day, he finally remembered that he should visit his friends nearby instead of running straight up the mountain. Feng Qingyang brought his only son out. Taking advantage of this moment, Fan Lian, who could not stay still and could not calm down, was already feeling uncomfortable. He could not wait to stay far away from the inn and breathe a different air.
He couldn't remember when Fan Lian started to have strange rashes all over his body as long as he stayed in the same place for a long time. If he continued to stay in the same place, then the range of the rashes would become larger and larger, and it would spread all over his body, including his most precious, most deceptive, and most honest face. He didn't know, because before that, he was so scared that he had to leave for any reason.
But this time, the rash had already grown to the side of his elbow. He still did not want to leave. Why?
Holding the string of money that Feng Qingyang had given him to buy snacks before he left, Fan Lian's pocket felt heavy. He had the time to think about other things. As he ate the candied haws, he thought about it, dulling his usually sharp sense of crisis and completely oblivious to the approaching malice.
" Feng Qingyang…" What a special person. There was unconcealable melancholy in his eyes, but he was strong enough to take care of his youngest son. His firm and straight back made him unable to look away for a long time. In short, he had taken a fancy to him.
" If only Feng Nianqing didn't keep pestering me…" Fan Lian had been trying to close the distance between him and Feng Qingyang, but there was a little brat who kept teasing his patience, forcing him to put on a good side. He kept bickering with him and neglected his most important goal.
Fan Lian was on the street, muttering as if no one else was around until someone called out to him.
"Fan Lian, I finally caught you! Hurry up and return my money!"
Money? Someone mentioned money? Fan Lian's big eyes could not help but light up.
Who was this person? It looked familiar.
"Fan Lian, don't say that you forgot me. Last month, you were still very affectionate and called me big brother!”The tall and muscular man roared.
I don't even remember what happened last month, so how can I remember what happened last month? Also, there are countless people who I call big brother. How can I remember so many? Fan Lian thought in his heart, but he still had a confused expression. He really couldn't remember who this bear-like man was.
"Damn it, my name is Ke Shengxiong. Give me the money you cheated from me!”Ke Shengxiong was afraid that Fan Lian would take the opportunity to escape, so he grabbed his arm tightly.
"It hurts, Brother Ke. Let's talk things out. Don't touch me.”
Again, this innocent and harmless face. Back then, he had mistakenly believed this face and let down his guard, allowing him to take advantage of it. "Don't play this game. Quickly return me the hundred wen you cheated from me.”
It was only a hundred wen, yet she was chasing after him relentlessly. What a stingy person.
Because of the amount of money, Fan Lian finally remembered who this bear was. He was the sugar daddy that he had relied on a while ago. He was quite kind and treated him to a few meals. However, other than treating him to a meal, this fellow would also touch his body and grope around. He was only taking some "loss of virginity" as a fee, and 100 wen was already considered very cheap.
There were many strange old men who liked young men, and those with good looks were even more exquisite. Unfortunately, he, Fan Lian, was chosen from the sparrows. He was also very unwilling!
Although Ke Shengxiong was not an old man yet, he still kindly gave him a chance to eat with him. Therefore, it was only natural for him to pay and take the silver from his wallet. What was there to complain about?
The dispute between the two attracted the attention of others. The clever Fan Lian naturally could not let go of the advantage that could be used.
"If you don't let go of me, I'm going to scream for help.”His voice was neither loud nor soft, and Ke Shengxiong heard it clearly.
Older people were especially concerned about their face and could not bear to lose it in public. Ke Shengxiong indeed had some misgivings and let go.
"Since I found you in this town, I won't let you off easily!”
"Are you done? Can I go now?" Fan Lian obviously didn't take his threat seriously. Compared to a " big " villain like him, he was really disdainful of this unrated little villain.
Villains also had to be classy and too wretched! Disgusting!
"Fan Lian, let's wait and see!"
As expected, it was the standard sentence before a bad person left. However, it was too difficult for such a small person to be creative.
Fan Lian couldn't help but smile.
After a few more days, Fan Lian, who was a little tired of going up the mountain, was annoyed by Feng Qingyang's unbreakable stone head and did not accompany him up the mountain.
Just like before, Feng Qingyang, who was sitting quietly in front of the grave, could not calm down.
Was it too quiet? It seemed like it was. It had been a few days since he had been alone and had tasted the piercing pain in his heart.
Suddenly, this pain seemed to have been transferred and was no longer so heart-wrenching.
Was that really the case? Or was it just an illusion? Feng Qingyang could not make sense of it.
"Mu Qing, do you know the new friend that Qinger and I have recently made? He's very…special. He's the type that I wouldn't interact with in the past.”
He was a man who respected Confucius's saying that "eloquence and beauty are rare and benevolent." He was a man who spoke too much in the world. Most of his friends were as quiet as he was, and rarely said words that did not convey the meaning. But recently, he realized that listening to the nonsense of others was actually quite interesting. At least Qinger was smiling very happily. No, seeing Qinger being pranked, he, as a father, actually laughed very happily without a conscience.
"Daddy, what are you laughing at?" Feng Nianqing, who had been picking flowers nearby to give to her mother, saw her father's long-lost smile when she returned. Her mood improved. What was so worth being happy about?
"I was just telling your mother that a few days ago, you…Heh!”
"Father!" A few days ago…wasn't that the same thing? Feng Nianqing shouted. Don't mention it again!
A few days ago, the three of them came to sweep the tomb together. Feng Nianqing, who was angered by Fan Lian, wanted to rush to her destination first. In the end, she slipped and fell into Fan Lian's arms. At this moment, the eagle seemed to think that he was having a good time and flew down to join him. With a sweep of its huge wings, he was swept to the ground and covered in mud. He still remembered the disgust of his mouth full of mud.
Things weren't over yet. Feng Nianqing tried to stand up, but the eagle flew toward him again and used him as a wooden stick, pressing him deeper into the mud. He waved it away and wanted to leave the mud. He held his father's hand that was reaching out to him, but he missed it by a hair and fell back. When he finally left the nightmare, he rolled all the way to his mother's grave, leaving a clear mud trail along the way.
Although Feng Nianqing wasn't hurt by that disaster, his heart was hurt. He could clearly hear Fan Lian's endless mockery and the laughter in his father's eyes.
"Daddy, I'm going to ignore you. I'm going to find Uncle Li. Hmph!”
Damn it, now even Father was infected by that little person and loved to make fun of him. He was going to look for Uncle Li who loved him and would give him a bunch of sweet cakes to eat. He would ignore them!
Feng Qingyang smiled as he watched the boy, who was already familiar with the path, not worried that he would get lost.
Suddenly, he thought of his late wife and the smile on his face disappeared.
"Mu Qing, oh Mu Qing, if you're lucky, you'll also see your child grow up…"
Feng Qingyang picked up the osmanthus wine that he had dug up with his son on his back. It was a good wine that had been buried underground for many years. It was a good wine that had been buried underground with his deceased wife for the same number of years. He recalled that year, when he had lost his heart, he kept making wine and buried them in the ground one by one. He planned to open a jar at this time every year to sacrifice to his deceased wife until his heart died.
If it wasn't for him, if it wasn't for him, perhaps she would still be alive. He was a sinner!
Feng Qingyang, who was originally using a small ladle to gently sip the wine, felt even more melancholic when the wine entered his heart. He simply picked up the wine jar heroically and drank it in big gulps, hoping that the wine could make him drunk and relieve his worries.
Feng Qingyang, who only drank this season throughout the year, had no time to increase his alcohol strength. He quickly fell into chaos. He held the wine jar in the air and walked down the mountain with light steps.
Drunken, he looked no different from usual, but in fact, he had no idea where he was and had unknowingly walked back to the inn.
"Master Feng, you're back. Do you want to prepare dinner?”
"Shopkeeper, I want to take a bath. Help me prepare hot water.”He was so calm that no one could tell that he was drunk.
Fan Lian, who was soft-spoken and took advantage of others, spent all his copper coins and did not want to continue his old business. He returned to the inn and thought that as long as he found Feng Qingyang to eat with him, he would not have to pay the bill!
Fan Lian, who was in a good mood after strolling outside for a whole day, forgot the rash that had grown to his chest and happily looked for Feng Qingyang.
"Brother Feng? The shopkeeper said you were back. Where are you?”
He didn't get a response. He believed that Brother Feng wouldn't play hide-and-seek with him like Feng Nianqing, but where was he?
Fan Lian pushed open the door and saw the fragrant osmanthus wine on the table. For a moment, he was greedy and the wine worm in his stomach stirred up, so he drank it. He told himself that with his relationship with Big Brother Feng, what Big Brother Feng had was his, and what Fan Lian had was naturally his. Therefore, he treated the mellow wine as a reward for himself. It was a huge jar and he drank it to his heart's content.
His alcohol tolerance was actually comparable to Feng Qingyang's. It was just that when Fan Lian, who was equally bad, drank to the end, he vaguely remembered the purpose of his trip. He walked around the room upside down and found Feng Qingyang hanging on the edge of the bathtub behind the screen.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong? Oh, what a stinky smell of alcohol." Fan Lian sniffed around, unable to tell if the smell of the wine was his or Feng Qingyang's.
"Haha." One of them kept giggling.
"Big Brother Feng, get up, no, come out of the bath, burp!”Fan Lian couldn't restrain his hands, and he didn't plan to restrain them from touching the beautiful body in front of him.
"Brother Feng, your figure is so good. Your muscles are clear and your lines are beautiful. What can you do to make yourself so beautiful?”Fan Lian carefully caressed each piece of skin.
"Haha."
He did not expect Feng Qingyang to be smiling foolishly after he was drunk. He was completely different from his usual mature and steady self. If he had known, he would probably have endured his grief and rejected all alcohol.
It was unknown if it was Fan Lian who helped Feng Qingyang up or if it was Feng Qingyang who clung to Fan Lian. The two of them, who could not stand steadily, bumped into each other, kicked over the chair, knocked over the table, and finally fell to the bed together.
"Heh, my clothes are wet and sticky.”
"Oh right, I'll take it off then." Fan Lian, who was half-propped up to fight with his clothes, could not untie the belt he was used to.
"Silly, I'll help you, hehe.”
In the end, Feng Qingyang was no better than Fan Lian. With the two of them working together, his clothes were finally torn apart. He was finally free from the torture of the two of them and was thrown to the ground like a rag.
"Your body is wet. If you don't dry it, you'll catch a cold. Let me help you. Burp!”
"Alright, hehe."
Fan Lian, who thought that he had a piece of cloth in his hand, wiped Feng Qingyang's entire body with both hands. Feng Qingyang was almost touched by all the men except him.
"Eh? Why can't it dry?" Reflected by the flickering candlelight, the crystal clear water droplets looked even more delicious than the osmanthus wine that he had just drunk. Fan Lian bent down and began to taste it. He licked a small mouthful, and as if he was not satisfied, he took another mouthful, and another mouthful...
"Hehe, itchy, heh." Feng Qingyang, whose intelligence had deteriorated due to drinking, looked younger than Fan Lian.
"Hehe, why does it seem like the more I lick, the more wet it gets?”Fan Lian, who had been infected by Feng Qingyang's silly laughter, also laughed as his tongue gradually moved down.
"Hehe, hmm…heh…"
"Why is your laughter different? Is this very comfortable?"
"Haha."
Fan Lian, who had been infatuated with his voice since the beginning, took his laughter as an affirmative answer. He was even more stubborn and wanted to attract more voices.
He tasted the smooth and elastic skin with his lips and tongue. In order to enjoy the texture of his skin sliding between his teeth, he even used his pearly white teeth to bite down, making one blush after another.
" Brother Feng, I'm so hot, and my body is so weird…"
"Hmm…hehe…"
"You too. What should we do?”
"Haha…"
"Brother Feng, your body has changed! Mine too. What should I do?”Fan Lian, who could not endure the heat, could not help but squirm on Feng Qingyang's body.
The person who was being questioned just kept laughing, as if he liked the current comfort. Her burning body and dizzy thoughts seemed to be floating in the clouds. Although she couldn't see clearly, she felt quite comfortable and forgot all her worries.
The people who were smiling foolishly couldn't provide the answer, so the hot Fan Lian could only find the answer himself. He followed the natural reaction of Feng Qingyang and his body and slowly groped around. Gradually, he discovered that there were some ways to make each other's bodies feel great pleasure.
"Ah…"
They couldn't distinguish each other's voices, but they were seductively announcing their freedom. They wet their tightly connected chests, and the charming muskiness filled their noses, destroying the young man's weak willpower.
"What should we do? I'm here again…"
The quiet night became a different color, reflecting the golden moonlight through the window. The temperature in the cool room continued to rise.
She waited for her father to come and pick her up, but she had to wait the whole night. Feng Nianqing did not even have breakfast in the morning. She hurriedly bid farewell to Uncle Li, who had kindly asked her to stay, and rushed back to Fragrance Inn, worried that her father would forget to eat again.
"Good morning, Uncle Shopkeeper. Has my father woken up?”The polite Feng Nianqing was even sweeter in front of her elders because her father had said that she should respect the elderly and the wise.
"Morning, Nianqing. Your father hasn't woken up yet.”
"Then I'll go wake him up."
After thanking the shopkeeper politely, Feng Nianqing ran upstairs excitedly. How long had it been since she woke her father up? It seemed that there had never been such a thing. Every time he woke up, his father would have already finished tidying things up and calmly and gently wake him up. He could finally see his father, who was sleepy and in a daze.
Feng Nianqing happily jogged and jumped into the guest room that her father and she shared.
" Father…" Feng Nianqing threw herself onto the bed.
"Ah, it hurts! Who was it? Which bastard!" A vague voice came from the quilt.
Eh? This voice sounded familiar? Feng Nianqing lifted the blanket and found the person who shouldn't be there.
"Ah! Why is it you? Why are you sleeping on Daddy's bed?”
"Eh? Eh?" Fan Lian's half-opened eyes drifted down casually as if he couldn't find his target." Don't be noisy, I haven't slept enough..." As he spoke, he fell back down and hugged the heater beside him to sleep again.
"Oh…what are you arguing about? " My head hurts…" Another voice came from the side of the bed that was closer to the wall.
" Dad." Feng Nianqing looked left and right, blinking in disbelief." Why are you sleeping together?"”
Feng Nianqing's loud voice had disturbed the two of them, and they had no choice but to open their heavy eyes.
"Eh? Why are you here? Oh…My head hurts!" The two of them spoke in unison. When did they cultivate such a unique tacit understanding?
"Dad, you're not allowed to drink anymore!”
" Oh…" Feng Qingyang really did not know what else he could say after hearing his son's repeated exhortations. Was this what it meant to make a mistake that would cause eternal regret?
Feng Qingyang recalled that after that night, Fan Lian had secretly whispered into his ear when Qinger left his side playfully,"
"Brother Feng…you…will take responsibility for that night…right?”
For some reason, the little handsome boy's shy and timid appearance did not disgust him. Instead, it made him feel a chill down his spine. That pair of unripe but seductive eyes that were already filled with peach blossoms looked at him, causing his heart to skip a beat.
He really didn't expect that after the boy who was covered in mud was washed, he would be so handsome, so…his face was like a peach blossom.
" That night, I…" What did I do?
"Annoying, don't tell me you've forgotten. Although I'm a man, my heart…the sincerity I have when I fall in love with someone is not fake!”
Feng Qingyang saw that Fan Lian's eyes were no longer as serious as usual, and his heart trembled. He thought about it for a long time, and in the midst of disturbing his thoughts, he actually forgot to consider that he was a real boy.
Fan Lian's face was slightly red as he said stubbornly," That was my…first night. I won't force you to take responsibility that you can't bear, I…" She swallowed her saliva and said as if she had realized something,""I only want a hundred taels!"
Bang! Feng Qingyang, who had been standing properly and listening attentively to him, suddenly slipped. After a few bumps, he almost fell on his back before he finally stood up.
" Ah." Other than this sound, Feng Qingyang could not find anything else to say.
"I know that if I want you to take responsibility, you will definitely find an excuse to escape. You will think of a way to make it up to me and then escape without a trace. But if it's something that can be done in a short period of time, at least you'll still let me stay by your side during this period of time.”
In such a short period of time, he actually knew him so well!
He could not and could not pay for the debt of love. He could not afford it. He could not afford to pay again. But what…what should he do? What exactly happened that night that made him responsible?
"Hey, damn brat, it's been a few days, and you're still bringing it up!”Someone said unhappily.
"In order to prevent father from being coveted by this little one, so that this little…person has an opportunity to take advantage of, of course I have to guard against it for father.”Damn it, they were actually hugging each other to sleep. How many years had it been since Daddy had hugged him to sleep together? He was so jealous!
Villain, villain, he had to say villain a few more times. He was a "big" villain, and he absolutely disdained to be a villain.
Fan Lian's ferocious anger subsided, and he sneered. "Jealous? You're already so big, yet you still need daddy to hug and coax you before you're willing to obediently fall asleep. Aren't you ashamed?”Her index finger lightly scratched her pink little face, but it was not serious.
"You…"
Fan Lian interrupted him. "In order to make you even more envious and jealous, I'll sleep with Brother Feng every night in the future. I hope you can guard it more closely.”
"You shameless fellow, you actually want to snatch someone else's father. Shameless villain!”
"How is it? How was it? Don't be too envious of me."
"Fan Lian! You vile person, stop following us!”
Feng Nianqing's face was red with anger. Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was pouted. She looked adorable, so it was hard for anyone to stop themselves from teasing him.
"I'm following Big Brother Feng, not Little Pig Feng. Big Brother Feng didn't say that I wasn't allowed to follow, so Little Pig Feng, I hope you can be obedient and not make any noise.”
"Who are you calling a pig?"
"Ha, someone admitted it himself!"
"Stinking Fan Lian!"
The small figure chased after the young man, and it was obvious that she would only be teased.
Walking on the official road, for some reason, the two of them had become three of them, and for some reason, the topic of discussion was always on him. Feng Qingyang's mature and handsome face was burning for some reason.
Oh…what did they do that night?#
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