Inspirational life of rebirth

Chapter 72 Insomnia

Tang Minyi looked at his son with a half-smile, "He is rich, but I'm not as rich as him."

Tang Qinghong didn't pay attention for a while, and explained in a hurry, "Grandpa Ma! My mother sent me money from abroad, and my dad kept it for me! The money has nothing to do with my dad. He has nothing but a little salary. !"

Mr. Jia also blamed himself, pulled his grandson and asked in a low voice: "Your mother has been sending you money? Sigh... she is a good daughter-in-law. If she was not in a foreign country, I would have let you follow her back then. You are grown up now." , do you hate grandpa in your heart?"

Seeing that his grandpa's eyes were red, he shook his head to comfort his grandpa, "I don't hate you, how could I hate you? I thank you for letting me follow Dad, and I don't want to go abroad myself."

This is not just comfort, it is indeed his heartfelt words.No matter how poor or poor this country is, both father and grandfather love it deeply. He has lived with his father for so long in this life, and he has truly experienced the deep feelings.His home is here, where he makes mistakes, is reborn here, and learns to correct and cherish here. No matter how good the foreign country is, he does not want to leave the land under his feet where he has lived for two lifetimes.

He and his father stayed with grandpa in Yungou for a few days. Everyone ate well and slept well, and it was rare to be so relaxed.

Grandpa, Lao Ma, and Gu Lao are already familiar like old friends. Lao Ma's house is very big. When the two old people talk about the past years, it is almost difficult to separate. After a few days, Grandpa simply lives in Ma's house.

As for the health care base, my grandfather liked it very much after visiting it. The environment is good and the service is excellent. This place was established under Yuan Zhengfeng's nose, and the quality is of course guaranteed.Tang Qinghong simply booked a VIP room for half a year at a time, which was the first time he used the money his mother sent him.Dad didn't stop him, but just stared at him playfully a few more times.

When he came, he cut first and played later, and he explained to his grandfather and old horse the day before he left. The two old men almost got anxious with him, thinking that he was just a child joking around that day.He got into the car without saying a word, regardless of whether the old man could bear it or not, "It's very expensive! It's been half a year! If you don't live here, it's a waste!"

After returning to Linhu, his father asked him why he insisted on keeping grandpa in Yungou for so long, and he replied calmly: "Because I don't want grandpa to stay in Jia's house, I hate them."

Dad squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, "I hate it to this extent? Honghong, there must be something, Dad doesn't know, right? I mean... When you were young, did anyone beat and scold you, and do you remember it?" ?”

His expression froze, and he nodded accordingly. He didn't lie to his father, "Well, I remember... when I was two or three years old, they left me in the room and ignored me. I had a fever and cough... the next morning Someone came, but I don't remember being beaten."

Dad's complexion darkened, and he squeezed his fingers quietly, "You never told Dad, why? You are in a hurry to get grandpa out now, because you are worried that they will abuse the elderly? Like you did before?"

He couldn't tell all the facts, so he could only admit it to his father, "Well, I'm afraid... grandpa is old and useless to them. Dad, I didn't mean to hide it from you... I was too young at that time I can't tell, and besides, they are mine after all... I feel very ashamed."

Tang Minyi has never been so angry in several years, because even he can't do anything about it.Before his son was three years old, he was not qualified to participate, and it was impossible to reverse anything, but when he thought that at that time, the place where Honghong was abused was near the Tang family, and he at that time knew nothing about it, He couldn't help being angry with himself.

This kind of anger is irrational and useless, even though he knew it very well, he clenched his fist and punched down on the coffee table.

After beating this, he felt much better. He exhaled to adjust his emotions, only to find that his son was looking at him timidly with wide eyes, with a panic and sad expression on his small face.

Tang Qinghong thought that his father was angry at his concealment, and when he thought of cheating his father so much, he couldn't help but start to get scared.But Dad looked at him like this, smiled wryly, and explained to him in a slow voice, "Honghong, don't be afraid, Dad is not angry with you."

He vaguely understood, and approached his father to pinch his hand, "Dad, does your hand hurt?"

His soft and slender fingers stroked the back of Tang Minyi's hand gently, and slowly opened the five fingers tightly held by his father. Tang Minyi's anger turned into a trace of distress, and he held his son's hand in turn, "Dad doesn't hurt." Honghong, if anyone else bullies you, you must tell Dad, and you must not hide it from me, you know?"

Stared at by his father's focused eyes, he felt warm and sour in his heart, as if something was about to come out, but he smiled and said, "Dad, no one can bully me, I'm grown up now."

Dad put his arms around his shoulders, rubbed his head and pressed it against his chest, "You have only grown so tall, where did you grow up? You have to be as tall as Dad to really grow up, no need Dad is protecting you."

Height is his eternal pain, he pouted and wanted to refute, but for some reason he gave an obedient "um", buried in his father's chest and didn't want to get up, and stretched out his arms to hug his back.

Dad's body temperature is a little higher than his, and it's actually very hot to hug each other in this season. His nose is sweating, but his arms are cuffed even tighter and he doesn't want to let go.The smell on Dad's body was very nice, but after inhaling it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing special about it, just the smell of soap on his clothes. His mind was rambling over this question, and his whole face was buried deeper and deeper in Dad's arms.

The son's acting like a baby has been going on for too long, and Tang Minyi has become hot from being entangled by him, and finally he can only stretch out his hand to push him away from his arms, seeing that his face is already flushed from suffocation, as if he is about to pass out.

This silly boy... Tang Minyi gave him comfort, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he stroked his back and asked him repeatedly, "Are you stupid? You are blushing like this, don't you have a fever?"

Tang Minyi touched his son's forehead while talking, and felt that the temperature seemed to be slightly higher than usual. Tang Qinghong really felt that his face was hot. He tilted his head and chased his father's palm with his face. As long as it touched the other's skin, The restless feeling can be calmed down a little.

He realized his rapid heartbeat and dizziness like lack of oxygen in his head, so he half-lyed on the sofa, gasped and stammered, "Dad, I... I'm dizzy."

Tang Minyi became nervous because of this. He found a thermometer and put it under his arm to measure it. The result was a normal 37 degrees, but he still felt short of breath.As long as his eyes were on Dad's neckline, on the small piece of skin exposed between the neck, he couldn't help but want to lean forward dizzily.

This strange illness was alleviated when his father went to the kitchen to make mung bean porridge for him. After a while, he got up and walked into the kitchen. His father was a little surprised to see him coming in. He met his father's eyes and listened to his father's deep voice. Let him lie down and rest more, that weird feeling seems to be coming again.

He had no choice but to push his father out of the kitchen and close the door, and wait for the hot feeling to disappear before cooking properly.

Probably because of sweating, he had a good appetite at dinner, but he didn't look up at his father during the whole dinner, and just buried his head in eating for a while.

Dad saw that his appetite had increased instead, so he no longer worried about his physical discomfort, and only asked him to take a bath and go to bed early, saying that he might be due to the graduation exam recently, and the increased pressure was so abnormal, and told him to stop thinking about it and sleep more More nutrition will be fine.

As soon as he heard the word "crazy thinking", he couldn't help but really cranky. He couldn't be nervous because of the primary school graduation exam, nor could it be a lack of nutrition. So what's going on?

After dinner, while Dad was still washing the dishes, he slipped into the bathroom to take a shower by himself, closing the door as tightly as he had done in the kitchen so he could be quiet.

However, under the washing of the water column and the wet towel wiped over his body, he felt dizzy again, and his body seemed to have an inexplicable itching.He turned down the water temperature a little annoyed, grabbed the towel and rubbed his skin hard deliberately, the slightly painful stimulation actually made him feel very comfortable.

He took this bath for a long time, and his father was worried that he would faint in it, so he called his name loudly outside the door.At that time, he was pressing his face on the cool tiles to relieve the restless heat in his body. When he heard his father's voice, he froze, his heart beat like a galloping bison, and then he went straight to the hospital as if he had done something bad. The corner shrinks.

Dad didn't get his answer, so he knocked on the door and called him nervously, "Honghong! Are you okay? It's been half an hour!"

Only then did he come to his senses, turned off the shower and replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine! Dad, I'll be right out!"

When he dried himself and put on his pajamas and pajamas to go out, his father stood guard outside the bathroom door. Seeing that his face was flushed and his eyes were still watery, he was slightly taken aback and asked him, "Are you feeling well? What's wrong with your throat?" ?”

He coughed and cleared his throat vigorously, but found that his voice seemed a little rusty, "I don't know, maybe I talked too much."

Dad stared at him suspiciously for a few times, and then looked at him so that his head hung down and his body became hot, and then he smiled suddenly, "Honghong, you are really going to grow up, your voice is about to change."

He was taken aback, thinking of his current age, it seemed that he was about to go through this period.He was not so early in his previous life, because his body was too weak, he developed later than ordinary people, and the results were not satisfactory—no matter the height, the size of the place, the beard and the voice, every aspect was barely up to standard, and even some cannot meet the standard.

Later, when his father was going to take a shower, he closed the doors and windows of the bedroom tightly, pulled down the curtains, and took off his clothes in front of the big mirror on the closet to observe himself carefully.

There is no trace of the beard, and the area seems to have grown a bit, but the surrounding area is bald; a few soft hairs have grown from the underarms, indicating that puberty has begun, and the whole body has an adult appearance, barely counting as waist Thin legs.The fine hair on the calf is also sparse, almost invisible, the two arms are thin and white, but the Adam's apple is a little protruding...

He observed for several minutes, and then hurriedly put on his clothes when he heard the sound of his father's footsteps outside the door. When he ran to open the door, his father was about to raise his hand to knock on the door. He frowned slightly and asked him again, "What's wrong with you today? Mysterious Yes, lock the door in the kitchen, lock the bathroom, and lock the bedroom...and draw down all the curtains? Don't you feel suffocated?"

He took a deep breath, "I don't think...Dad, I'm going to watch TV outside!"

Tang Minyi stared at his son who bypassed him and ran into the living room in astonishment, squinted his eyes and glanced at the big mirror on the wardrobe.There are a lot of white steam on it, obviously someone stood in front of them and took photos for a long time. When did this kid pay so much attention to his appearance?Is it really necessary to open up and want to secretly fall in love?

Tang Qinghong fiddled with the TV channels absent-mindedly, and was educated by his father.He responded perfunctorily, and occasionally peeked at his father's lips that were constantly opening and closing. The lips, which were not thin and not thick, were beautifully shaped and rosy in color, set off by a set of neat and white teeth, which made him more and more obvious. I was restless, and finally stood up unbearably, "Dad, I'm going to sleep!"

That night, he went to bed early, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and found that his father hadn't entered the room for a long time, so he fell asleep in a daze.

That night he had a strange dream, in which he returned to the day when he got married in his previous life.After drinking the wine toasted by the guests, he walked into the room wearing a sweaty suit. He didn't see Xin Yan in the room, so he leaned tiredly on the head of the bed and closed his eyes.

But when he was half asleep and half awake, he heard his father's voice, "Honghong, have you been waiting for a long time? There are too many guests outside, and Dad just got away now."

He opened his eyes suddenly in fright, and found that he was actually wearing a bride's gown, while his father was wearing a handsome black suit, and the pair of gold-rimmed glasses that he bought with his own hands were also well worn.He knew that pair of glasses very well, soberly thinking that it was wrong, this was his father in this life, not in his previous life, because he bought this pair of glasses.

Relying on this, he took a closer look at his father's face, well, he is still a 28-year-old father, so he cannot become a bride.So he said to his father: "I'm sorry, Dad, I wore the wrong dress...someone must have fixed it."

But Dad leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, "That's right, Hong Hong is my bride."

He blushed and pushed his father, "Dad, what are you talking about! You're drunk!"

His father held the back of his head, his eyes were sober, and he said to him with the serious attitude of working: "I'm not drunk, it's Hong Hong who wants to be Dad's bride."

He denied it angrily and embarrassingly, "No! I didn't!"

Dad actually smiled at him, and his even and white teeth shone brilliantly.He was stunned, and let those lips get closer and closer...

He awoke in suffocating terror and excitement.

He didn't know if he yelled or not, at least he sat up now, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his breathing was very short.There was a cool feeling between his legs. He stretched out his hand with a bitter face, and his whole face suddenly became hot.

The father who was sleeping next to him was woken up by him, and he sat up and asked him if he had a nightmare, and he woke up completely when he put his hand on his forehead, "Why are you sweating so much? Honghong, is there something wrong?" uncomfortable?"

He shrank back in embarrassment, avoiding his father's hand that wanted to touch him, bent over and climbed out of the bed, and went to look for his pants in the drawer.

Immediately after the lights in the room came on, his father caught him covering his lower body with one hand and holding clean underwear in the other, and the embarrassment and embarrassment on his face suddenly distorted.

Perhaps because his expression was distorted to the point of hideousness, the embarrassment on Dad's face was only fleeting, and he immediately smiled and comforted him, "It's okay, you've grown up... go take a shower again, Dad. Sleep in the living room. I will be in a better mood tomorrow, and I will talk to my father."

He really doesn't want to stay with his father now, he watched his father get out of bed and went to the living room, he also buried his head and ran to the bathroom for a quick rinse, after changing his clothes, he tiptoed past the living room and saw that his father was only covered with a towel blanket, he thought I wanted to go to the room again and took out a thin quilt to cover my father before going back to the room and lying on the bed.

However, for the remaining half of the night, it was impossible for him to fall asleep again.

His mind was like a marquee, replaying chaotic memory fragments non-stop.In the previous life, in this life... He didn't know when he started thinking about his father that was beyond affection.

Of course he knows that same-sex relationships can also exist, and in his previous life he had friends who were good at that, but he has no interest in handsome men and beautiful women.This is also the reason why he and Xin Yan didn't feel bad about not being in the same bed after they got married. He couldn't even understand how other people would get divorced or have an affair because of that kind of disagreement.It's just a problem that can be solved with five fingers in 3 minutes. It doesn't matter if you don't do it for a year or two. He still feels very boring when he hears how the friends and friends are blowing up girls and picking up girls. died.

His desire is weak to an abnormal level, a friend who was acquainted with him once said so, but he didn't realize it too much, after all, he didn't meet anyone who could arouse his desire.Without longing, there is no pain at all. Most of his energy and time are spent fighting illnesses and admiring beautiful watches and famous cars.

His body seems to be much better in this life, so is it normal that his physical development will be advanced?But that kind of excited desire is completely different from his previous life.In his previous life, his desires were weak, but not completely absent. He had watched adult films and adult magazines, and had some experiences of self-sufficiency.The memories they left him were tired and disgusting. After finishing the task hard, there would always be that faint feeling of nausea, and it was even more empty than before the hard work, which made him less and less enthusiastic about that kind of thing.

As for the relationship with the same sex... He hates people making fun of his feminine appearance the most. If he says a few more words and looks at him, he can't wait to interrupt the other party's hands and feet. He doesn't think about whether there are people of the same sex who can attract him. I never thought about whether there would be people of the same sex who really liked him.How could the descendants of the Jia family make a same-sex scandal?He had to cut off that possibility at the source.