This is probably because Lin Yao has been sleeping soundly for so long, and his biological clock has been turned off. Guan Ze went out for a walk and bought it back as soon as possible. He also slept in a quilt on the bed and was dark.

"Lin Yao," Guan Ze lifted the quilt and pulled him up with his arm. "Do you have to go to your house at noon?"

"Ah..." Lin Yao didn't cooperate very much. Guan Ze held his arm and he just half-hide Guan Ze's hand tilted, continuing to stare, "What..."

"I said I'm going to your house today, right?" Guan Ze shook his hair and said, "Don't sleep."

"...Go to my house?" Lin Yao looked at him, and suddenly widened his eyes, "Fuck I'm going to see my dad today!"

"Awaken?" Guan Ze let go, turned and walked out of the bedroom, "Come and have breakfast, go out for a while and buy something."

"Guan Ze," Lin Yao jumped out of bed and chased him out, "What should I do? I'm nervous."

"It's okay, I'm not nervous." Guan Ze took a fried dough stick and sat on the chair and ate slowly.

"I can't compare with you," Lin Yao turned around and washed up. "You have never met you since you were a child and you have experienced many battles."

"I haven't met a parent."

"Then why don't you be nervous? When I think of my dad, I trembled. My mind was full of him hanging my brother on a tree and swinging his belt. You don't know what my brother is howling..."

"Just be nervous alone. I want to follow the nervousness again. Let's see your dad as he pretends to be. If you don't enter the door, you have to get your dad out," Guan Ze took a sip of soy milk, "prosperity."

Although Lin Yao was nervous, his decision to solve the problem face to face with his father has not changed. He was so determined to take it all for the first time since he was a child. Even if his opponent was his father, he had to hold on.

While walking around shopping in the mall behind Guan Ze, Lin Yao thought about how to tell his father.

My dad doesn't like chatting with the two brothers like my mom. I'm always busy and don't have much time at home. Lin Yao can't figure out what the key point about my dad's matter is.

"It's almost done, the plane is coming," Guan Ze looked at the time, "Look at what's wrong?"

"Actually, it's almost done with your can of tea," Lin Yao looked at the shopping cart, "My dad must be not on the stuff."

"Nonsense, of course not," Guan Ze patted him and walked towards the cashier. "But he would be unhappy if he asked for something that would not be suitable."

Seeing that the time was almost over, Lin Yao called Lin Zong: "Brother, we got off the airport expressway and got home in about an hour."

"Well, then I'll ask mom to prepare the meal." Lin Zong's voice sounded quite relaxed with a cigarette in his mouth.

"What's my dad's condition?" Lin Yao asked carefully.

"Drinking tea and watching TV," Lin Zong smiled, "It should be in the state of helping the kitchen in a while."

"How is he feeling? You didn't quarrel with him this morning," Lin Yao looked at Guan Ze, driving with a calm look on his face, "I..."

"Don't worry," Lin Zong lowered his voice, "He has been in a good mood since he ran away from home after his mother ran away from home."

"Okay, please help me preheat first." Lin Yao frowned and bit his lip.

"become."

When Guan Ze's car was parked outside the yard, Lin Yao saw the curtains shaking at the living room window of the main door, not knowing who it was. He closed his eyes and took a breath and vomited it out slowly, took out the key and pressed the remote control.

As the door slowly opened, Lin Yao patted his leg: "Just do it!"

Guan Ze smiled and drove the car into the yard. As soon as Lin Yao jumped out of the car, he heard his mother's voice coming from behind: "Is your son back?"

"Here I'm back!" Lin Yao shouted, turned around and avoided the shovel in his mother's hand and hugged her, "Where is my dad?"

"The kitchen is helping me with food," my mother touched his face with a smile, and then looked behind him, "Has Guan Ze removed the stitches?"

"Hello, auntie," Guan Ze took the shopping off the car and walked over, "It's been a long time since the thread was removed."

"Why buy so many things and just come over directly? It's too cold to enter the house. You don't have hair yet," my mother waved her hand and walked into the house. "How long does it take to grow this hair?"

"," Guan Ze replied with a smile, then leaned into Lin Yao's ear and lowered his voice, "If you don't always get touched."

"Get out." Lin Yao also cursed in a low voice.

After entering the door, Lin Yao did not see his father, only Lin Zong stationed at the door.

"Brother." Lin Yao felt a little nervous. His father was a demonstration. His family had been educating since childhood that guests could come out to greet him. When the person came, his father could not see him.

"I'm back," Lin Zong patted his shoulder, nodded at Guan Ze, took the things from his hand, turned his head and shouted to the kitchen, "Dad, your own son is back."

"Dad!" Lin Yao shouted, "I... brought... my friend back..."

"Sit down, I'm busy." My dad responded in the kitchen.

After sitting in the living room, my dad slowly shook out of the kitchen with an apron on his face: "I'm back."

"Dad," Lin Yao quickly jumped up from the sofa and introduced to his dad, "This is my friend, Guan Ze."

"Uncle." Guan Ze stood up.

"Ah," my dad took off his apron and sat opposite them and snorted. He couldn't hear what the expression meant, "Sit down."

Lin Yao's palm began to sweat. His mother put the juice on the table with a can't see clearly. He picked it up and took a sip. He didn't taste any smell. He felt that the cup was always trying to slip down. In order to prevent the cup from being held and fell to the ground and was misunderstood by his father, he put the cup back on the table.

"Uncle is still cooking." Guan Ze smiled at the apron beside his father.

My father didn't say anything, staring at Guan Ze and looking up and down without hesitation. His eyes were like Lin Yao had never seen sharpness before. After watching for three minutes, Lin Zong couldn't bear it anymore. When he was owed to be ready to speak, my father spoke: "Well, let's start."

"My dad is better than my mom." Lin Yao glanced at Guan Ze secretly, and Guan Ze looked calm. His dad stared at him for the few minutes and seemed to have no embarrassment or discomfort.

"Auntie is very creative." Guan Ze said on the sand.

"This is right," Lin Zong laughed and took a cigarette and lit it, "Do you smoke?"

"No." Guan Ze smiled.

Lin Zong threw the cigarette in front of Lin Yao: "Please hold it all the way."

Dad continued to remain silent, his eyes flashed back and forth on Lin Yao and Guan Ze's faces. When Lin Yao lighted the cigarette, he pressed the lighter four or five times before he started to shoot. He took a few sips, and he calmed down after he raised his head to look at Dad: "Dad, let's talk about the topic."

"Well, say." Dad stared at him.

"Guan Ze and I," Lin Yao bounced the ash. Because of his nervousness, the ash still bounced three times but didn't roll down. Then he tried hard, the ash passed over the ashtray and fell in front of his father, "Did you tell me?"

Lin Yao looked at the small tuft of ashes, and the light swept Guan Ze to him and actually raised his hand to block his face. He was quite familiar with Guan Ze's action. Guan Ze smiled. In this case, he could still laugh secretly!

"I said a little bit, you can say it again." Dad pushed Lin Yao into front of him and pulled the ashes to the ground.

"Hey!" My mother came out of the kitchen and saw his movements and shouted, "Just let it smoke, why do you get the ashes on the floor?"

"Your son's ashes." The father bent down helplessly and pinched the ashes on the floor with his hands.

"Why did my son Yan Hui run away in front of you?" My mother came over and smoked a piece of paper to clean up the ash, turned around and said with a smile at Guan Ze and Lin Yao, "Let's chat first, and you'll have a meal later."

"Yeah." Lin Yao nodded, and his head was turning around, how should he speak to his father? He originally asked this, but he didn't want to repeat his relationship with Guan Ze again. It was too embarrassing, but he didn't expect his father to answer like this.

"No need to say it again, mom isn't..." Lin Zong lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, not knowing whether to play or pretend.

"What's wrong with you?" Dad interrupted Lin Zong.

"I'm afraid that Yaoyao will delay my meal if he pulls it too much." Lin Zong put down his cell phone.

"Shut up and stay." Dad looked at him with his eyes squinted.

"Okay." Lin Zong stretched, turned on the TV, and started watching TV with one side.

The TV sounds relieved the tension air a little bit. Lin Yao adjusted his emotions, pressed the cigarette out of the ashtray, and gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, I have never had a girlfriend, you know, I am not interested in girls, I like men."

"Is that right?" Dad hugged his arms.

"Well, I like men," Lin Yao repeated, turned to look at Guan Ze. The calm eyes in Guan Ze's eyes made him feel much more at ease. "I like Guan Ze, just like you like my mother. I want to be with him for the rest of my life."

"It's not a small tone," my dad said, "Do you want to live your life, and are you willing to live your life with you?"

This sentence is aimed at Guan Ze, Lin Yao and his father look at Guan Ze together.

"If I don't like it, I won't come with you," Guan Ze picked up the cup in front of me and took a sip of my mother's special juice. It probably didn't taste very good. Lin Yao frowned when he saw Guan Ze, "Uncle, I only do things after I think about it, and the feelings are the same."

"What's your attitude toward your family?" asked my dad.

"I don't have family," Guan Ze smiled and replied calmly, "My parents have passed away, and no relatives have ever had contact with each other."

"Are you going to make a big splash?" My dad was obviously a little dissatisfied.

"Absolutely," Guan Ze didn't mind his father's attitude and always smiled, "So I want to be together more than anyone else. I don't want to destroy anyone's peace, but I hope to give me peace of mind if I want to be together."

"I reserved my opinion on the fact that no one has ever been in charge of adults since I was a child," my father took a sip of tea. "My son will not work if he has a little brain..."

"Dad." Lin Yao sighed.

"He has been unable to distinguish between good and bad people since he was a child, and he cannot tell the truth about others..." My father looked at Guan Ze impolitely.

"So I'm here." Guan Ze interrupted his father's words, and Lin Yao's heart beat. No one dared to interrupt his father's words so arrogantly except his mother. He hesitated whether to prepare to prepare his father's cup and rush to protect Guan Ze's head when he came over.

My dad didn't explode. I don't know if he was interrupted when he returned to his home. He just looked at Guan Ze, as if he was waiting for him to continue talking.

"Lin Yao is stupid, but you know if he is really stupid," Guan Ze looked at each other and said, "Lin Yao is really stupid, so I'm here. You have seen a lot of people. Do you know who I am suitable for."

My father was silent for a while and suddenly smiled. This smile made Lin Yao feel furious. My father smiled and looked at Lin Zong. Lin Zong stared at the TV with an expression that was addicted to the advertisement: "This thing is good, hey."

"So are you here to set questions for me today?" Dad turned around and continued to stare at Guan Ze.

"No, I'm here to reassure you today," Guan Ze still smiled, "You don't plan to object, you just want to determine what kind of person I am, right?"

Dad sneered: "I'm quite confident."

"This confidence must be there," Guan Ze picked up the cup and frowned and took another sip of the juice, "because I'm serious."

My father didn't say anything anymore and looked at Guan Ze thoughtfully.
To be continued...