He Linzhou, who was kicked out of the house, sat with his legs crossed on the sofa in the lobby of a five-star hotel and waited for nearly half an hour. Cheng Hao finally walked out of the internal elevator on the side of the lobby and walked towards him with a smile, "Why are you here?" Didn't you call in advance? Waited for a long time, didn't you?"
"I left my phone at home." He Linzhou yawned as if he had no bones in the sofa, and unceremoniously instructed his buddy who grew up with him, "Give me a room, I'm going to sleep to death."
"That, Linzhou." Cheng Hao looked embarrassed, "My dad just called me..."
He Linzhou bumped into the wall several times in a row with his friends and said "tsk" with displeasure, "Why are you like this too."
"You know that, don't look at them calling me Mr. Xiao Cheng. In fact, I mean the same thing as Xiao Cheng. I will do odd jobs for my father. My father will not let go, even if I open a room for you, they will not let him go." Dare to let you live."
"All right, all right," He Linzhou stretched out his hand towards him, "Give me the key to your house, and I'll stay at your house for a few days."
"this… "
"What is this?"
Cheng Hao said awkwardly: "It's mainly about you, it's not convenient to live with me now..."
He Linzhou stared at him for a long time, then withdrew his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, Hao'er, you can do it."
I don't think it's hard to sit in the clinic. Wen Zhixu has been away for less than a week, and Wen Xunchuan, who is alone in the clinic, has been busy from morning to night and hardly has time to drink saliva. He is so tired that he is tired. It's going to fall apart.
Finally got off work. He took off his glasses, pinched Yamagen wearily, and then took out his mobile phone that rang several times to check the messages sent by his friends. Not surprisingly, a series of persuasion revolved around Chulang.
He replied: I will not go there, you guys have fun.
The other side quickly came back with a message: How long has it been since you came out to play? In love? From good
Wen Xunchuan bowed his head and replied: Bring the baby.
After replying, he turned off the phone to silent and didn't look at it again. He got up, changed his clothes and left the hospital.
He usually doesn't start a fire when he's alone at home, unlike Wen Zhixu who can cook a nutritious meal for Chunmei. After letting the baby girl eat dog food and canned food for a week, I felt a little sorry for Chunmei, so on the way home, he made a special detour to a century-old shop to pack two seafood porridge, planning to go back Give cubs a boost.
He came out of the elevator carrying his and Chunmei's dinner, he cleared his throat twice, the corridor was still dark, and the light that the property management had repeatedly promised last night that it would be repaired today was still not on.
He sighed, thinking that he would go downstairs to buy a light bulb and replace it. While walking towards his home in the dark, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and turned on the flashlight.
There was a light on the phone, he held up the phone and raised his head, his eyes suddenly hit the pale face illuminated by the beam of light in his hand, his back felt cold, and he was so startled that he said "shit" stuck in his throat Couldn't come out and couldn't swallow, subconsciously retreated a bit.
The owner of that face scolded him one step ahead of him: "Fuck!"
The man leaned back on the door of his house, raised his hand to cover his face, and said, "Don't point your broken lamp at me, I'm almost blinded by you!"
It was only now that Wen Xunchuan heard the man's voice, but the light in his hand was not turned off. Instead, he took a few steps forward and deliberately shone the light on his face.
A few days ago, He Linzhou, who came out of the closet after failing to make a mess in the restaurant, still vividly remembered the expression on his face like a palette, which turned black and red, and purple and green. Thinking of the reason why he appeared at his door, Wen Xunchuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
He cleared his throat, suppressing his smile.
"Oh, who was I then?" He curled his lips, walked towards the person, looked at him with a half-smile, and teased maliciously, "My wife."
"..." He Linzhou couldn't tell that he was mocking himself, but there was no way out right now, so he had to endure it.
He avoided the blinding white light deliberately thrown at his front, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand to say hello to Wen Xunchuan, tilted his head and gave him a disgusting smile, and his tone was the same The expression is so disgusting:
"Hey, husband, please take care of me."
Wen Xunchuan didn't expect him to utter such a sentence, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.
To be honest, if it wasn't for the slivers of reason in his mind, the porridge in his hand should be on He Linzhou's head by now.