Yang Lei asked in a rough voice, lying on top of Fang Yu.
Fang Yuâs chest rose and fell. He furrowed his brows.
âSleep!â
This was inside Yang Leiâs house. On the other side of the wall, his parents were sleeping. Could Fang Yu mess around here?
ââŚYou can sleep when youâre hard?â
After Yang Lei asked in a low voice, he burrowed down into the blankets.
âYou⌠Yang Lei!â
Fang Yu did his best to keep his voice down, eager to stop him. Yang Lei was under the blankets and had already taken out Fang Yuâs thing and put it in his mouth.
ââŚâ
Fang Yu wanted to push him away, but his breathing was a mess. His chest rose and fell. He restrained himself as he closed his eyesâŚ
Both of them restrained themselves from making a sound. In the dark silence, there were taboo and unspeakable secrets behind the tightly closed doorâŚ
There was a lump in the blankets. Fang Yu tightly knit his handsome browsâŚ
Fang Yu repressed his breaths and releasedâŚ
After cleaning up, Yang Lei hugged Fang Yu. Outside the door, there was the sound of someone getting up at night, the sound of footsteps inside the bathroom, the sound of hands being washed⌠The two of them calmed their chests, quietly lying close together, listening to the sound of movement outside disappearingâŚ
âThis matter with Qiao Xin, next time, donât go.â
When Yang Lei was about to fall asleep, he heard Fang Yu speak in his haziness.
ââŚDonât be fucking boringâŚâ Yang Lei furrowed his brows as he mumbled curses.
ââŚâ
Fang Yu didnât speak. Yang Lei was silent and fell asleep.
Fang Yu thought about something alone. He lowered his head, looking at Yang Leiâs sleepy face in his arms. Yang Leiâs sleeping face didnât have any aggression. It was naĂŻve, like a childâsâŚ
On the next morning, just when the sun had risen, Yang Lei and Fang Yu still hadnât woken up. The door to the room was opened with a key.
Yang Dahai had left the town to investigate. He hurried back overnight to participate in an early morning meeting. The driver was still waiting downstairs. Yang Dahai came back home to get a document. When he tiredly got into the house, he saw Yang Leiâs bag in the entrance.
Yang Lei hadnât come back home for many days. On the surface, Yang Dahai didnât care about him, but in the depths of his heart, he worried about his son. Yang Dahai walked over with light footsteps. When he turned the doorknob, it was locked, so he quietly took out the key and opened the door. He didnât want to wake him up. He just wanted to see his son and leave.
On the bed, two boys were hugging each other as they slept. Yang Lei slept on Fang Yuâs chest, sleeping soundly.
ââŚâ
Yang Dahai stood for a while and furrowed his brows slightly.
He didnât think too much. He just felt that this scene before his eyes was a little strange, but he couldnât tell what about it was strange.
He saw the other boyâs face. Fang Yu. Yang Dahai already remembered this name.
In his haziness, Fang Yu heard the sound of a door opening. Fang Yu was very alert, and he woke up.
He saw Yang Dahai standing at the entrance. In an instance, his first reaction was to lower his head and glance at his and Yang Leiâs clothes.
Fang Yu didnât think that Yang Dahai was at home. He was also a little stunned and awkward.
âUncle.â
Out of politeness, Fang Yu called him.
Yang Lei also woke up. His hand was still around Fang Yuâs waist. He turned back and glanced at the entrance with a blearly gaze.
Seeing Yang Dahai, Yang Lei was also stunned. He didnât think that Yang Dahai was at home. Yang Lei subconsciously retracted his hand from Fang Yuâs waist.
ââŚWhy didnât you knock?â
Yang Lei was a little nervous. He didnât know what Yang Dahai saw when he came in just now.
Yang Dahai was expressionless, and he didnât mind Yang Leiâs tone.
âSleep,â Yang Dahai said expressionlessly, but his tone was calm. He closed the door. Soon, there was the sound of the front door closing outside. Yang Dahai had left.
Yang Lei and Fang Yu looked at each other. Luckily, the two of them hadnât done much the night before, and their clothes were orderly, not exposing anything. Yang Lei was a little confused. According to Yang Dahaiâs temper, even when he brought Fang Yu to the small building, he had to nag. Now, he brought him back home, yet Yang Dahai didnât say anything?
ââŚMy dadâs impression of you seems to have gotten better!â
Yang Lei was surprised.
âHe didnât nag.â
Although Yang Lei hadnât brought other people back to spend the night, when had Yang Dahai been nice to his brothers?
âThatâs because he loves you and wants you to sleep more.â
Fang Yu understood this better than Yang Lei.
ââŚWe didnât look weird, did we?â Fang Yu said. Yang Dahai came in too suddenly.
âProbably not⌠Itâs not to that extent.â
Actually, Yang Lei was also a little nervous.
After this incident, both of them were not in the mood to sleep. Fang Yu got up and quietly washed up, and then left. Yang Lei went downstairs with him. When they got downstairs, a dignified middle-aged man had just gotten back from a morning run and was going up the stairs. He came face-to-face with Yang Lei.
This middle-aged man was tall and handsome. He looked very similar to Yang Dahai, but he was more gallant. This was Yang Datian.
âBoy, youâre willing to come back?â
Yang Datian and Yang Dahai lived in the same unit, upstairs and downstairs. The two brothersâ houses were next to each other. Yang Datian also hadnât seen Yang Lei for many days.
âUncle! Let me introduce you!â
Yang Lei pulled Fang Yu to introduce him. Yang Datian had already seen Fang Yu.
âDo I need you to introduce him? Fang Yu, is your restaurant business doing well?â
Yang Datian was the director of public security. The notable big gangsters of Jianghai all had special monitoring records in the Public Security Bureau. How could he not know Fang Yu? He may know more and in greater detail about Fang Yuâs past than Yang Lei.
âPretty good.â Fang Yu hesitated for a moment.
He had seen Yang Datian in the newspaper and on the wall of the Public Security Bureau.
âThank you for last time.â
Fang Yu was referring to Zhou Erâs matter last time. Although Yang Lei helped, it was still due to Yang Datianâs reputation. Fang Yu remembered this favor.
Yang Datian waved his hand.
âNo need for thanks. It wasnât your fault. The police also shouldnât mess around. They have to be reasonable! Your restaurant is pretty good. Work hard. Youâre twenty-something years old. How can you mess around with disobedient young children? Do something serious, like an adult!â
Yang Datian, the director of the Public Security Bureau, was different. Towards these street gangsters, he was willing to talk and reason with them, especially to these young people. If you thought that he was lecturing people, he was like the elders of oneâs own family scolding their kids. He was exasperated that they didnât live up to his expectations. It wasnât offensive, and it was full of kindness.
ââŚâ
There really hadnât been many people who had said these kinds of words to Fang Yu. As he listened, his feelings were quite complicated.
âWhat are you doing standing around? Come in and eat breakfast!â
Yang Datian kicked Yang Lei and opened the door to his house.
âWeâre not eating, Uncle! Weâre leaving!â
âStop there! Do I even need to invite you multiple times to have a meal with me? Fang Yu! Stay and eat together!â
Yang Datian and Yang Dahai were truly different.
Yang Lei deliberately wanted Fang Yu and Yang Datian to be closer. This uncle of his was different from his dad. He was sure that this uncle could discover Fang Yuâs best qualities and could change his views towards Fang Yu. So this morning, Fang Yu, a big gangster who had been in Jianghaiâs gangdom since he was young, ate breakfast at the dining table in the Director of Public Securityâs home.
When Fang Yu went to the restroom, Yang Datian raised his head and looked at Yang Lei.
âDid you participate in the provincial capital incident last night?â
Yang Datian asked suddenly.
Yang Lei didnât even have the chance to react. He was stunned for a moment and took a quick look at Yang Datian.
âThe news travels quite fast.â
Yang Lei took a bite of the steamed bun and picked up some pickled vegetables with his chopsticks, but he didnât put it in his mouth.
âBe more peaceful for now. Itâs a special time.â
Yang Lei stopped for a moment.
âWhat is it?â Yang Lei looked at him, lowering his voice.
ââŚAnother crackdown?â
Yang Datian didnât respond. He drank a mouthful of porridge, then looked at Yang Lei. He used his chopsticks to point at him. His expression was exceptionally serious.
âIâm warning you. Donât commit a crime at this time. If youâre at gunpoint, no one can protect you.â
Yang Datian glanced at the bathroom.
âIncluding your little friends. Remember this.â