In the evening, a very ordinary black Volkswagen drove slowly on the road, and finally stopped at the gate of an old residential area.
City A at the end of August was still very hot, even in the evening, there was not a few breezes. Su Fu didn't care that the air-conditioning in the car would slip out, and opened the window next to the driver's seat. The window of the car was fully opened, and Su Fu could clearly see a figure in the window of a household on the third floor of the second building in the old community, looming, probably busy making dinner.
That was his home, ten years ago to be precise. Since coming out of the closet, she has never set foot in the house again, especially after living with He Shaoqi, the family immediately severed ties with him. Every time I just pass by, I stop the car and take a few nostalgic glances.
He was homesick, especially in recent days.
Every time He Shaoqi's mother picks on Su Fu and picks on Su Fu, but He Shaoqi takes care of his mother and makes Su Fu endure, Su Fu feels very homesick. He has been so tired recently, and sometimes he can't help but wonder if the love he has always believed in for nearly ten years, from going to college, to graduating from college, to working, to coming out of the closet, is going to be ruined In this married life
Of course, they didn't have a legally recognized marriage, but after the He family's parents let go, he moved into the He family and began this depressive "married life".
He's mother is a very doting son, and He Shaoqi is gay, but his coming out was not difficult, because his mother loves him so much, even if she doesn't want to, she is reluctant to embarrass her son. But He's mother's doting is only given to He Shaoqi, and because her son's unwillingness and resentment for liking men can only be turned around and vented on Su Fu.
Su Fu and He Shaoqi met when they were in college, in the dormitory next door, and they have been together since freshman year, when they were both eighteen years old, just the age of adulthood. This relationship is very stable, even a little too stable. People say they broke up after graduation, but they are still together after graduation.
After graduation, both of them went home and came out. Su Fu's fate was to be kicked out of the house, while He Shaoqi was fine, but at that time, He's mother did not recognize the existence of Su Fu. That year, they were twenty-two, just about to enter the society.
After graduating, Su Fu worked as an English teacher in No. 1 Middle School in City A, and He Shaoqi worked as an intern at a branch of the famous Duan Group. During that time, the relationship between the two was still the same as before, stable. They lived together, and fought protracted battles with He Mu in a small rented apartment outside.
Year after year, finally, two years later, He's mother let go and let her son bring Su Fu home. Su Fu served tea to He's father and mother, and he entered He's house. Su Fu was very happy that day, and felt that all the years of hard work and persistence were worthwhile. But later, Su Fu gradually discovered that Mother He didn't really accept him in her heart.
The first two years were a bit better, but Su Fu always listened to He Shaoqi's words and endured. Time didn't make He's mother slowly accept Su Fu, but she hated him even more. Last year, when Su Fu made a fuss about wanting to hold a grandson, Su Fu endured the rolling eyes for several weeks, and in the end it was He's father who sent the word to adopt a child. At that time, he and He Shaoqi were only 26 years old, and according to the law, people under the age of 30 were not allowed to adopt, but the He family had someone in the orphanage, so the child was brought back. It was a boy who was only two years old at the time.
Adopted is adopted after all, and there is no blood relationship after all. Mother He enjoyed the joy of holding her grandson for a few days, but she got bored within a few months. This year is even more interesting. Just a few days ago, Mother He asked Su Fu to go to the hospital for a uterus transplant to give her a real grandson. After so many years, Su Fu's temper has long worn away, but in the eyes of the good-tempered Su Fu, He's mother's request is not only excessive, but also unreasonable. He refused, which directly caused He's mother to treat him coldly these days.
The sultry air outside the car was blown in, blowing away the original air-conditioning wind inside the car, and it was hot on the person's body, but recalling so many things, Su Fu only felt that his whole body was cold and very tired.
Su Fu was staring at the window on the third floor of the second building, lost in thought, when suddenly a human head poked out of the window, looking over here. Su Fu was so frightened that he drove away in a hurry, his head was still dazed, he only stepped on the accelerator, he even forgot to turn the steering wheel, and hit the car parked in front of him in an instant.
"boom!"
The car body shook violently, and Su Fu sat on the seat in a daze, breaking out in a cold sweat.
The collision was not light, and people passing by all raised their heads to take a look. Su Fu gradually came to his senses, and guessed that even if the car didn't damage anything, it would have lost a lot of paint. Su Fu didn't know much about cars, but even so, just by looking at the car in front of him, he knew that it was definitely not an ordinary car, even if it got a little bit of paint off, it would definitely be a big deal.
The owner of the car in front was still doing well, Su Fu hastily unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.
When he got close to the car, Su Fu carefully glanced at the logo of the car. After just one glance, his heart sank. Rolls-Royce... Then he carefully looked at the rear of the car. Sure enough, a little bit of paint was knocked off, but it was not serious. Su Fu I feel a little relieved, in contrast, the front of my car is a little bit crushed.
At this time, the owner opened the window.
Su Fu hastily bent his head to look at the car window, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was distracted, are you alright?"
You, not you, have two people in the car. The owner of the car and a four or five-year-old boy, interestingly, showed no expression on their faces, neither the anger of the car being hit nor the aggression of demanding compensation.
The man sitting in the driver's seat was wearing a white shirt. The shirt was clean and meticulously groomed, but the neckline was loose, revealing a trace of leisure and laziness. The man was very handsome, with a natural nobility. Su Fu thought, no wonder they drive a Rolls Royce, almost all rich people look like this, serious and serious.
But to Su Fu's surprise, the man didn't have the facial paralysis he had imagined, but nodded friendlyly. Although the expression on his face didn't have many smiles, it was still soft and didn't give people a sense of serious oppression.
"People are fine."
It may mean that there is nothing wrong with the car and I don't know.
Su Fu was a little embarrassed, and quickly said: "The car has a little bit of paint, I'm sorry, I will compensate."
Maybe because he thought Su Fu's attitude was very good, the man smiled lightly, opened the door and got out of the car, walked around to the back of the car and took a look at Su Fu's car.
"If there is a small problem, it's good that people are fine."
The man came back and stood by the car door.
Su Fu didn't expect him to be so talkative, so he was a little dazed for a while, then hurried back to the car to find a notebook, took a pen, wrote his name and mobile phone number, tore it off and handed it to the man.
"I'm really sorry. This is my mobile phone number. I'll pay for the car repair. Just text me the card number and the amount."
Su Fu didn't know if what the man said just now meant not to hold him accountable, but to Su Fu, it was good intentions not to hold others accountable, but whether he was responsible or not was a matter of principle.
The man glanced at the note in his hand, sized up Su Fu, nodded, and went back to the car without saying a word of rejection.
Guessing they were waiting for someone, Su Fu stopped disturbing, nodded his head and prepared to drive home.
Maybe it was because there was a child in the family, the cool face of the little boy in the back seat caught Su Fu's attention. Aren't children of this age all Ruan Ruan grandma? Su Fu couldn't help laughing when he recalled that Juan Juan was always obedient and childlike at home. This little boy's cool little face is exactly the same as that man's, and there is a high probability that he is his biological father and son.
The little boy in the car noticed Su Fu's gaze, and glanced at him indifferently, his brows were slightly frowned, and one small hand was holding the other behind his back, kneading secretly.
Su Fu saw this small detail with sharp eyes, and coupled with the cool and forbearing expression of the little boy, he guessed that the little boy twisted his hand when the two cars collided just now.
Returning to the driver's seat window, Su Fu knocked on the closed car window.
The man turned his head to look at him, and pressed the button to open the window.
"Is the kid's hand hurt?"
The man was taken aback, then turned to look at the child sitting in the back seat, "Xiao Ke, what's wrong with your hand?"
The little boy glanced at Su Fu dissatisfiedly, hid his hands, pretended nothing happened with a cool face, and did not speak.
So, the man got out of the car, opened the door of the back seat, took the child out and put him on the ground, took his hand to see, and asked him where it hurt.
The little boy glanced at Su Fu even more dissatisfied, as if he was annoyed by Su Fu meddling in his own business.
Su Fu smiled, knelt down and pulled his left hand, and gently rubbed his wrist, "Is it twisted here?"
A look of surprise flashed in the little boy's eyes.
Su Fu's smile grew wider, no matter how cool he pretended to be, he was still a child.
"Children's bones are very fragile. If you break a bone and don't tell me, the consequences will be very serious. Now uncle asks you, is it painful here?"
The little boy was obviously not used to this kind of coaxing tone, so he withdrew his hand unnaturally, patted it on the man's hand, and said coolly, "Twist it."
Su Fu was a little frustrated, obviously coaxing Juanjuan like this at home was very effective, why didn't it work on this kid
The man smiled, picked up the child, and said with satisfaction in his tone, "Little man, it's all right, I'll let my aunt take a look at it later."
Hearing the man's praise, the little boy raised his head proudly, and educated Su Fu, "The more you coax the child, the more childish he is, and he won't grow up."
The immature voice was mysteriously calm, a little out of harmony, a little cute, Su Fu shook his head amusedly.
"Boss, I'm here, I'm here, it's all my mother's fault, she has messed with so many things for me, I've been waiting for a long time! These are all my mother asked me to bring you, absolutely exclusive delicacy, my mother I made it myself, Boss, you and the little Boss have oral oral!"
The young man who rushed out from the gate of the community was carrying big and small bags, chattering endlessly. The man opened the trunk, and the young man put things in one by one, without forgetting to introduce them one by one.
What a sunny person! With a sigh in his heart, Su Fu went back to his car silently, sat in the driver's seat and watched the young man dance and then got into the car with the man.
Suddenly remembered that he forgot to tell the man that he would also be responsible for the child's medical expenses, and hurriedly got out of the car to say something, but the car in front had already started and left.
Su Fu leaned on the car door, looked at the car going away, and exhaled, forget it, how can someone who can drive a car with millions of dollars care about medical expenses? Let him make amends.
After getting in the car, I turned my head and looked at the window on the third floor of the second building. There was no one there, so I finally drove home.