Lin Zhibai had been unloved since childhood. When he was young and had not yet been sent to the countryside, his senior brother Su Song from the same courtyard treated him the best. He would not let him be bullied and would secretly give him snacks. He liked this older brother.
But this love was shattered when Su Song confessed his love to the 16-year-old boy. He hoped that Lin Zhibai would be with him secretly, but he clearly had a girlfriend.
Lin Zhibai, who has a moral bottom line, will not be a third party, and he only has ever regards Su Song as a brother.
Su Song's repeated harassment did not stop until Lin Zhibai went to the countryside.
That year, the college entrance examination was resumed, and Lin Zhibai received a letter from Su Song. Su Song said that he hoped he would take the college entrance examination and return to the city, as he had already broken up with his previous girlfriend.
Lin Zhibai did not reply and pretended not to see it.
He wanted to take the college entrance examination to fulfill his dream of becoming a teacher, not for Su Song. Besides, he had Brother Meng.
Lin Zhibai didn't know whether Su Song's words were true or false, but it was true that he didn't want to be entangled with Su Song.
He took two steps back to distance himself from Su Song, but there was no change in the expression on his pretty little face.
"Brother Su, thank you for your concern. I'm doing well." Lin Zhibai deliberately avoided the ambiguity in Su Song's words, and his tone was polite and distant, like two people who had a casual acquaintance.
Since he unexpectedly met Lin Zhibai, Su Song has been observing his attitude. There was no longing, no surprise, but coldness. He wanted to be angry, but he endured it.
Su Song forced a gentle smile, just like the older brother who doted on the young boy back then. "That's good. It's been a while since we last met. Why don't I invite you to the state-owned restaurant and we can catch up."
Lin Zhibai shook his head. "No, my friend is waiting for me. Brother Su, let's get together again when we have the chance. Goodbye."
"Su Song." Su Song tried to persuade Lin Zhibai to stay but someone was walking towards him quickly. He recognized the person and changed his words. "Then let's get together next time."
Lin Zhibai breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left quickly.
Su Song looked at the young man's slender back and his gentle face with a serious look.
"Su Song, aren't you still looking for my sister? Come on, I'll take you there." The young man was lively and cheerful, and put his arm around Su Song's shoulders. "By the way, who was that person just now?"
Su Song retracted his gaze and said casually, "A junior fellow student who I didn't know well before came for an interview this time. When he saw me, he came up to chat with me for a while."
He looked indifferent, as if that was just an irrelevant person.
The young man scoffed, "Are you trying to establish a relationship with him?" He felt he had guessed correctly, "Su Song, people like him have crooked minds, stay away from them."
As the son of a cadre, Yang Heng hates this kind of people the most.
Su Song said "hmm", "Let's go, let's go find your sister."
"Okay, you have to seize this opportunity. I've worked so hard to create this opportunity for you. Whether you can become my brother-in-law depends on whether you can impress my sister."
Su Song left with the young man.
Su Song's words were half true and half false. He really wanted to be an examiner, but he was doing it for the "sister" the young man mentioned. If he married the daughter of a city cadre, Su Song's future would be paved for the most part.
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"Why are you so worried?"
When Lin Zhibai came out of school, Meng Xiangbei, who was waiting for him, took him to a state-owned restaurant for dinner. They ordered cabbage and pork stewed with vermicelli, sweet potato rice, and a corn tortilla for each person.
Meng Xiangbei noticed that Lin Zhibai was in a bad mood when he came out of school. He was depressed and seemed to be troubled by something. At this time, he didn't eat much.
Meng Xiangbei's sudden question made Lin Zhibai panic for a moment. He looked up at him with a hint of guilt.
"Did something happen that you can't tell me?" Meng Xiangbei put down his chopsticks and stared at him. Lin Zhibai was never very good at hiding his emotions; his emotions were all written on his face.
"I..." Lin Zhibai bit his lip and remained silent.
Meng Xiangbei did not force him immediately.
After a long while, Lin Zhibai prepared himself mentally before telling the story about Su Song.
Meng Xiangbei only narrowed his eyes and showed some emotion at the beginning when he heard Su Song say that he wanted Lin Zhibai to be his mistress. After that, he did not show any excessive emotion.
"Okay, I got it. Let's eat first and talk about it when we get back." Meng Xiangbei's expression didn't change and he continued to eat.
Lin Zhibai took a bite of rice, raised his eyes, and secretly looked at the handsome man opposite him. His brows were frowned, and he was a little panicked, wondering if Brother Meng would be very angry.
It was the first time in three years that Lin Zhibai ate in a state-owned restaurant, but he couldn't taste the food.
On the way back, on a small road where no one passed by, Lin Zhibai, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, hugged Meng Xiangbei's waist with one hand, and rested his cheek lightly on his back.
Oh, what should I do if Brother Meng gets angry?
Along the way, Lin Zhibai was thinking about ways to make Meng Xiangbei calm down.
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Meng Xiangbei returned home to the big room, and Lin Zhibai followed behind him like a well-behaved and obedient young wife.
Meng Xiangbei had just sat down on the earthen kang when the quail-like Lin Zhibai sat down beside him and tugged at the corner of his clothes with her small hand. "Brother Meng, are you angry? I really don't like Senior Brother Su, and I've never been with Senior Brother Su."
Meng Xiangbei turned his head and stared at him, pretending to be hurt and said, "Senior Brother Su, you call him so intimately."
Lin Zhibai was dumbfounded and waved his hands quickly, "No, no, I didn't get intimate with him."
"really?"
"Really, Brother Meng, please believe me."
"Then who are you being intimate with?" Meng Xiangbei leaned close to him, his eyes burning, as if there was a cluster of flames burning in his deep black eyes.
Even Lin Zhibai, who was a little slow to react, finally reacted. His fair and pretty face immediately turned red, and he stammered and couldn't speak, his face full of embarrassment.
In fact, Lin Zhibai has a soft personality, like a little lamb, and is extremely thin-skinned. As for what happened at night, it was Meng Xiangbei who instigated him. He has been doing that for two years, but every time Lin Zhibai never lets go completely.
Meng Xiangbei stretched out his long arms, hugged the boy into his arms, kissed him on the cheek, and whispered in his ear: "I know, I'm the one who's intimate with Xiaobai, right? You also like being intimate with me the most."
Lin Zhibai was stunned, as if he was looking at a gangster, "You, you are shameless." He lowered his head, trying to cover his blushing face.
Meng Xiangbei laughed out loud, amused by his cute appearance, and said meaningfully: "I have something even more shameless."
Lin Zhibai blinked, a little confused, as if he didn't quite understand, until Meng Xiangbei pinned him down.
"No, it's daytime now."
"Who said it's okay at night but not during the day?"
"But but...what if someone comes in?"
"Don't worry, I've locked the door."
“…Hmm.”
Lin Zhibai's words of resistance were finally silenced, and he stopped struggling. In the middle of the struggle, in a semi-conscious state, Lin Zhibai seemed to hear Meng Xiangbei talking.
He said, "Xiaobai, I believe you."
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