Wu Suowei was driving on the road alone, the sky was dark. Even if the street lights are fully turned on, many landmark buildings emit dazzling light, which can be blocked by heavy smog, and everything outside the window becomes hazy and dark.
The radio in the car reported the weather for the night, rain tonight.
Too bad the clothes are still hanging out to dry.
Wu Suowei accelerated the car and drove for a long distance before realizing that he was no longer living in the old house. Now I have a washing machine with dryer at home and a spacious and bright balcony, so I no longer need to rush to collect clothes when I hear the sound of raindrops hitting the ground.
The road at this point is really smooth, except for the traffic lights, there is nothing obstructing Wu Suowei's progress.
He raised his eyelids, the green light changed to red, and he braked steadily.
He can now distinguish the color of traffic lights without using pedestrian signs. Although the visual experience of red and green is not so clear, he can already clearly distinguish the color difference.
His world is gradually moving from chaos to clarity.
In the entire intersection, only Wu Suowei was waiting for the red light.
After passing this intersection, the car turned a corner and went straight to the direction of my hometown.
In the middle of the night, there was one person who didn't sleep, and that was Chi Yuanduan.
He carefully picked up the vase placed on the bedside table, put it in his hands and watched it carefully. The glazed surface of the vase is delicate and white, and the blue peonies are exquisitely crafted. It is a piece of blue and white porcelain from an official kiln.
This was taken advantage of by Chi Cheng while he was teasing the child, and he secretly placed it on his bedside table, which was considered to make up for the regret of the antique vase that was kicked to the ground by Wu Suowei before.
Chi Yuanduan was quite surprised, he didn't expect that Chi Cheng would compensate him, let alone that he would stay at home overnight at this juncture.
But Chi Yuanduan couldn't feel relaxed at all, but became more worried because of Chi Cheng's abnormality.
After such a long period of observation, no matter whether Chi Cheng confronted him head-on, or made an unprecedented show of friendship, it fully explained a problem: Wu Suowei's influence on Chi Cheng was far greater than that of Wang Wang back then. large. The stubbornness of this relationship has also reached an astonishing level, and it cannot be eliminated by a general training or a period of forced isolation.
Chi Yuanduan let out a long sigh.
Turning her head to look at Zhong Wenyu, she had been on the plane all day and worked all afternoon, and now she was fast asleep.
Not wanting to wake her up, Chi Yuanduan got off the bed lightly, and walked slowly to the large living room downstairs.
Chi Cheng was sitting there, with two powerful arms resting on the armrests of the chair, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Staring at Chi Yuanduan walking down the stairs calmly and intently, without any emotional fluctuations, Chi Yuanduan sat across from him.
Chi Cheng got up to pour water for Chi Yuanduan, but was stopped by Chi Yuanduan.
"Don't pour it down, I won't drink it."
Chi Cheng sat back again.
There was no foundation for the conversation between the father and son, straight to the point, Chi Yuanduan asked: "Have you thought about the future of the two of you? It's romantic to do anything wrong when you are young, and it's stupid to focus on it all your life. You are not taking the usual path now, and someone praises you." Someone fired it, and when you are forty or fifty years old and have no children, you can see who dares to praise you."
Chi Cheng replied lightly: "If I can fuck what I want for the rest of my life, I will admit being a fool."
Chi Yuanduan looked annoyed, but in order to continue the conversation, he suppressed the anger in his heart.
"How many years do you think you can maintain your enthusiasm for him? When he reaches middle age, his skin is sagging and his figure is out of shape, see if you still dare to say such words!"
"If I can cultivate myself into an old cannon king, I have the ability to train him into an old goblin."
Chi Yuanduan's face turned blue with anger, "Are you using me to talk to you as a lip service?"
"You think I'm joking."
"What ability do you have to convince me that what you say will come true?"
Chi Cheng asked back: "Do you dare to let me verify?"
Chi Yuanduan glared at Chi Cheng angrily for a long time, Chi Cheng had been smoking his own cigarette in silence, the atmosphere was extremely tense. If Chi Yuanduan lifts the table and leaves, even if the father and son are officially torn apart, Zhong Wenyu will know about it, and the family will be depressed for a long time.
In the end, Chi Yuanduan endured it.
"I think it's great that a parent can do what I do. Items respect your feelings, but I will never accept it. I just want to ask you now, is there any possibility of you breaking up with him? As long as you If you say yes, I will give you enough time to solve this problem. One month, half a year, or even a year is fine, and I will never interfere in your affairs during this period."
Chi Cheng didn't speak.
"Is there such a possibility?" Chi Yuanduan asked again.
Chi Cheng stubbed out the cigarette butt, and Shen Rui turned his gaze to Chi Yuanduan.
"Unless his parents are resurrected."
After saying this, Chi Cheng picked up the coat that was on the back of the chair, draped it over his shoulders, turned and left.
Chi Yuanduan had been staring at Chi Cheng's figure and disappeared at the door.
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Wu Suowei stood on the threshold with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the big apricot tree in the yard.
It's the season when the fragrant white apricots are about to mature. The trees are full of fragrant white apricots, and the branches are overwhelmed. When the wind blows, you can hear the crackling sound of the branches. Wu Suowei recalled that when he was young, he rode on Father Wu's neck to pick apricots, and when he picked good ones, he secretly put them in his pocket, and when he picked bad ones, he stuffed them into Father Wu's mouth.
It seems like it happened yesterday, and it has been more than 20 years in a blink of an eye.
Until now, Wu Suowei felt that Wu Ma was still alive, and would pick a big bag of apricots and secretly keep them for Chi Cheng. He would walk to the apricot tree with small steps and pick up the rotten apricots on the ground to eat.
The chest is full of pain.
Wu Suowei walked into the old bedroom, because there were no people there for a long time, the water and electricity here were all turned off. Even if the light is not turned on, Wu Suowei can quickly slip on his shoes and get on the kang to find his own place.
"The head of the kang is the warmest, let San'er sleep here, and no one is allowed to compete with him."
There is still a stack of quilts neatly placed on the top of the kang, which have been covered for more than ten years, and they can be dismantled and washed. Wu Suowei hugged it, and he could still smell the smell of the sun-baked home.
Wu Suowei really wanted to lie down and sleep until dawn, but he was afraid of the empty feeling when he woke up in the morning.
At present, at home, there are at least small vinegar bags and large vinegar barrels. Even if they crawled silently, Wu Suowei could still feel a kind of companionship of life.
Wu Suowei drove home.
Leave a wall lamp, lie on the bed, and stare at yourself in the mirror. He wants to keep the extreme fear and suffering at this moment in his heart, and remind himself from time to time that he must never lose Chi Cheng.
Just when Wu Suowei was about to drive himself crazy, the door suddenly rang.
Chi Cheng's figure came into sight.
A large part of Wu Suowei's strong willpower collapsed.
Chi Cheng didn't come directly, but leaned on the door frame, looked at Wu Suowei with deep eyes, and asked mockingly, "Are you timid?"
Wu Suowei made a nonchalant expression with the remaining willpower, turned over, and said in a cold tone, "Who is timid?"
Chi Cheng walked over with big strides, took off his shoes and got on the bed, with his arms resting on both sides of Wu Suowei's head, his fiery and focused eyes fell on Wu Suowei's face from top to bottom.
He has a tough face like a chiseled knife, thick facial features, and sharp brows yet gentle. Whoever is looked at affectionately by such a male god, his heart will be turned into ashes. Not to mention Wu Suowei, whose heart has been walking on the verge of collapse, the remaining will has been eaten by dogs long ago.
Wu Suowei's foot kicked Chi Cheng's leg hard, making his whole body weight fall on him.
"I'm really afraid that you won't come back after you go." Wu Suowei forced himself to speak the truth.
Unable to restrain his heartache, he tugged at Chi Cheng's internal organs, grabbed Wu Suowei's hair, and gnawed frantically around his thin lips, as if he wanted to eat him alive. The extreme pleasure with pain stimulated the pores of Chi Cheng's body to open. He was extremely addicted to Wu Suowei's dependence on him. This feeling of entrusting his life to himself is the most precious thing in every man's life. a kind of happiness.
Mingming's heart softened into water, but he pretended to look at Wu Suowei with worried eyes.
"What can I do with such a tormenting person?"
Wu Suowei, you are looking forward to being romantic all by yourself, and you just say a word.
"See for yourself."
Chi Cheng demanded from Wu Suowei like a jackal, Wu Suowei was fucked until he screamed for his life, two naked bodies lay on the bed, and the sheets were so soaked in sweat that they could wring out water.
Afterwards, Wu Suowei held onto Chi Cheng's lifeline, feeling at ease.
The spirit leader also came back, clamoring for melon seeds.
Chi Cheng said with a sullen face: "What melon seeds do you eat at this time? I'll eat them tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows."
Wu Suowei has a problem, that is, today's snacks must be eaten today, as for how to develop this problem, you have to ask Chi Cheng.
"You can't eat melon seeds lying on the bed, right? They're everywhere, sit up!" Chi Cheng said.
Wu Suowei looked lazily at Chi Cheng, "You peel me while you sit, and I eat while lying down."
"Lawless?" Chi Cheng poked hard on Wu Suowei's big egg twice with the tip of a melon seed.
Wu Suowei hurriedly covered it with the quilt.
Chi Cheng opened the packing bag, and a pile of melon seeds fell on the bedside table. After glaring at Wu Suowei angrily, he still took a melon seed, peeled it off neatly, and stuffed it into Wu Suowei's mouth.
Wu Suowei likes the melon seeds that Chi Cheng personally brought to his lips, and Chi Cheng likes Wu Suowei's fingers caressing him.
Gradually, there are fewer and fewer melon seeds on the bedside table.
Wu Suowei was in a daze, and his chewing speed became slower and slower.
Chi Cheng knocked with his mouth, and immediately rolled his tongue into Wu Suowei's mouth after knocking.
Wu Suowei chewed from time to time and stopped, finally, his cheeks stopped moving.
Just fell asleep with a melon seed in my mouth.