Those dishes that were originally very disobedient and could never be washed clean in his hands became as clean as new in a short time in Xiao Hang's hands.
In the end, the person who stood aside and watched turned into Hang Sizhou.
"You can find an aunt for your mother's family." After putting the last bowl on the bowl rack, Xiao Hang turned around and said to Hang Sizhou.
"She will definitely not agree." Hang Sizhou shook his head. "My aunt was hired after she became the dean of studies. She really had no time to clean the house."
The more Hang Sizhou spoke, the softer his voice became, and his brows were furrowed more tightly.
Because his mother was getting busier and busier, the woman took advantage of the opportunity and sneaked into his home under the guise of a nanny.
And then—
There was a light tap on the shoulder.
Hang Sizhou stopped thinking, turned his head and saw a faint handprint on his shoulder.
Hang Sizhou glared at Xiao Hang with disdain: "Don't touch me with your wet hands!"
The man said "Oh", and just when Hang Sizhou thought he would take his hand back, the man suddenly raised his hand and scratched the tip of his nose.
This action was too intimate, and Hang Sizhou forgot how to react for a moment.
He looked at Xiao Hang blankly, and the moment he saw the smile in the man's eyes, he put his hands on the other's cheeks without thinking.
After Xiao Hang finished washing the dishes, Hang Sizhou also washed his hands. At this moment, both hands were wet.
Xiao Hang obviously did not expect Hang Sizhou to do this, and his eyes widened instantly.
Hang Sizhou raised his eyebrows provocatively: "Why, can it be that you are the only one who can tease me and I can't fight back?"
Xiao Hang broke off his two claws, stared at him for several seconds, and then said word by word: "Yes."
It's this sound, and it always sounds like gnashing of teeth.
Hang Sizhou's mood suddenly improved.
Outside the kitchen door, Shen Minyun quietly retreated with the express box, leaving the two people in the kitchen to continue laughing and playing.
Satisfied with his comeback, Hang Sizhou returned to the living room. Hearing the sound of something heavy falling from his mother's room, he pushed the door open.
"Mom, you—"
Hearing his voice, Ms. Shen immediately squatted on the ground and stuffed a piece of red cloth back into the express box.
But Hang Sizhou came in faster than she expected.
"Mom, isn't this the bed sheet we use when we get married? Why did you buy this?"
When his eyes turned to the sender on the courier box, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Why did she send this to you?"
Facing Hang Sizhou's questioning, Shen Minyun first wanted to change the subject, but later, when she realized she could no longer hide it, she told the truth.
It turned out that these were the old bed sheets from her wedding.
When she divorced and moved out, she left a lot of things in the old house.
Later, the woman who lived in the house would send her something every month, and this month it happened to be this bed sheet.
This is simply a naked humiliation.
Every month, she sends you something to show off and remind you that she is now the mistress of that house.
She is the winner.
You're just a loser.
Seeing her son standing there with a dark face and not saying anything, Shen Minyun took two steps forward and said, "Okay, think about it another way. I bought all these things, and she sent them back to me one by one, which saved me a lot of money, right?"
Hang Sizhou gritted his teeth to hold back the bitterness in his eyes.
No wonder Ms. Shen is still brooding over it for so many years. No one would be able to face the provocation of their ex-husband's current boyfriend with a calm and relaxed attitude.
Outside, Xiao Hang's footsteps had reached the door. Shen Minyun wiped the corners of her eyes, grabbed Hang Sizhou's hand, and said with a smile: "Next time you come back, remember to bring Hanhan with you. She must have grown taller after not seeing her for a while."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Hang walked to the door and nodded in response.
Seeing Hang Sizhou standing there with his lips tightly pursed and not saying a word, Xiao Hang called out his name.
No response.
Xiao Hang glanced at Shen Minyun, who looked at Hang Sizhou with a worried look on her face. He frowned slightly and called out, "Wife?"
Unexpectedly, there was still no response.
When he called him that yesterday, Hang Sizhou was so angry that he was about to explode.
Xiao Hang walked in and grabbed his hand.
The moment their fingertips touched, Hang Sizhou suddenly raised his head and smiled at his mother: "I know."
Shin Min-woon's eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands.
Seeing that the young couple had such a good relationship, she finally felt relieved.
As someone whose marriage failed, there is nothing more gratifying than seeing my children live a happy life.
-
Sitting in the car, Hang Sizhou's face was darker than the dark clouds on the horizon.
Thinking of his mother's uncomfortable look just now, Hang Sizhou felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a needle.
no.
He must go back and take a look. He can't let Ms. Shen be bullied like this in vain!
"Stop the car out front."
Hearing this, Xiao Hang turned his head to look at him and said, "Where are you going? I'll take you there."
Hang Sizhou said with a straight face: "No, I'm going to do something of my own. You can just drop me off at the intersection ahead."
Xiao Hang pointed to the horizon and said, "It's going to rain soon."
If everyone were ranked, Xiao Hang would be the person that Hang Sizhou least wanted to know about the mess in his family.
Moreover, at this moment, his mind was full of the red bed sheet he had just seen at his mother's place, and his tone became a little aggressive: "I am such a grown-up, is it possible that I can't go home?"
His good intentions were repeatedly rejected, and Xiao Hang was not the kind of person who would put up a cold shoulder.
The black car quickly pulled over to the side of the road. Hang Sizhou pushed open the door and rushed into the dark night without looking back.
-
The wind is getting stronger.
There is not a single star in the dark sky.
Heavy rain is about to fall.
Hang Sizhou took big strides and walked in along the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar path.
When the security guard at the door saw him, he was stunned for a moment. Only when Hang Sizhou turned around and looked at him inquiringly did he open the door.
Looking at the man - striding in, the security guard had a puzzled look on his face.
How come this person, who hasn't appeared for more than two years, suddenly comes back
When Hang Sizhou entered the house, his father Hang Hongsheng happened to come down from upstairs.
The eyes of the father and son met in the air, and Hang Sizhou quickly looked away and walked in without any expression.
Hang Hongsheng stopped him and said, "You don't come back normally, and when you come back you don't call out to people. Is that what your mother taught you?"
Hang Sizhou raised his head stubbornly: "At least it's better than what your mother taught you."
Hang Hongsheng: "You—"
This hit his soft spot directly.
Unlike what everyone knows, as the youngest son born to a second wife, Hang Hongsheng was not his father's most promising son. Unfortunately, his father's beloved eldest son died unexpectedly, and he had no choice but to give all his property to his youngest son.
The seeds of resentment had always been buried there, so once he took over the Hang family's business, he immediately changed the name of his company to Hongsheng Group.
This has also influenced many of his own ideas to some extent.
For example, compared to the eldest son born to his original wife, he obviously favors the younger son born to his later wife more.
Hang Sizhou's words were like a double slap in the face to him.
Hang Hongsheng took a deep breath and said to Hang Sizhou with a cold face: "You are so old now, you'd better think before you speak or do anything, and be responsible for yourself!"
"If what you mean by being responsible is to allow the current partner to constantly humiliate the ex," Hang Sizhou paused briefly before speaking again, his voice as cold as a knife, "I think it's better for me not to listen to you."
Hang Hongsheng: "You—"
Hang Sizhou was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned around and went upstairs.
Hang Sizhou pushed open the door of what used to be his bedroom.
The room was completely empty; the desk, wardrobe, and paintings on the wall were all gone; even the bed he had slept on since he was a child had been moved out.
The room was empty, as if no one had ever lived in it.
Hang Sizhou bit his lower lip hard.
After knowing the evil deeds of that woman, he had done a lot of psychological preparation, but he never expected that the woman could be so hateful.
Even his room was not spared.
Hearing a burst of laughter coming from the next room, Hang Sizhou frowned, left the room and knocked on the next door.
The child living next door was the one born to that woman, named Hang Jiale.
When Hang Jiale saw him, his fat face was full of vigilance: "What are you doing? Didn't you say you would never come here again?"
Hang Sizhou was filled with rage and was about to explode when he saw out of the corner of his eye a little white rabbit placed on the bookshelf behind Hang Jiale.
Hang Sizhou's eyes trembled.
After realizing that he had lost his memory, he searched the house where he lived and, in addition to looking for the photos, he also looked through some of his personal belongings.
Among them is the Lego rabbit placed on the bookshelf by Hang Jiale.
This was designed specifically for him by a LEGO designer when he graduated from junior high school and went to the LEGO company to play.
It is a one-of-a-kind little rabbit in this world, belonging exclusively to him.
That day, Hang Sizhou didn't find the little rabbit.
At that time, I thought that too much time had passed and the little rabbit had been lost.
Unexpectedly, it was not lost, but stolen!
"As expected, like mother, like son."
Although Hang Sizhou is not tall among boys, he has a domineering temperament when he is not smiling.
Hang Jiale was so shocked that he took two steps back and stammered, "What do you mean?!"
"The mother steals other people's husbands, and the son steals other people's toys," Hang Sizhou looked down at Hang Jiale, "Give my little rabbit back to me!"
After realizing the irony in Hang Sizhou's words, Hang Jiale's face turned red: "This was thrown away by Auntie when she cleaned your room, I didn't take it! Who cares about a broken Lego!"
Seeing that Hang Sizhou was still looking at him coldly, Hang Jiale turned around abruptly, took the Lego rabbit from the bookshelf, and threw it to the ground.
The little rabbit built with building blocks couldn't stand such tossing and turning, and it fell apart as soon as it fell to the ground.
Hang Sizhou's face darkened: "Pick it up."
"I don't!"
Hang Jiale shrank his body, pouted his mouth, and was about to win by crying as he had done before.
Just as he made a sound, the young man in front of him leaned over, grabbed his cheek, and said in a cold voice: "If you don't pick it up, I will throw all the things in your room out."
The scream was stuck in the throat.
Hang Jiale shrank back a little.
Although we had just met not long ago, the person in front of me seemed to have been reborn. There was a terrifying aura all over his body, which made people feel inexplicably fearful when they looked at him.
Hang Jiale knelt down, picked up the Lego parts and handed them to Hang Sizhou.
-
When Xiao Hang walked into the bar, a soothing and sweet saxophone dance music was playing inside.
The dance floor was crowded with people, men and women hugging each other, making the guy sitting at the bar look even more lonely.
Seeing Xiao Hang, Fu Haoyan's eyes flashed with surprise: "Tsk, didn't you say you were going to your mother-in-law's house for dinner? Why did you come to the bar to find me?"
"Why don't you go to the press conference?"
When talking about this, Fu Haoyan immediately became like a deflated ball: "... I'm going."
"Then I saw Qingqing and another leading actor in his movie talking to each other affectionately. Qingqing was laughing the whole time. Everyone said they were talking."
"So you're leaving?"
Fu Haoyan looked sad: "If I don't leave, will I stay there and be a clown?"
"If you have doubts, why don't you ask?"
Fu Haoyan said dejectedly: "There's no need to ask. Qingqing's journalist friend even posted a photo of them together, saying that he was super into them."
Xiao Hang immediately grasped the key point in his words: "You sent the person back, but you didn't add Jing Qing as your friend, but added Yan Jiayou as your friend?"
Fu Haoyan: "... I don't dare, I'm afraid Qingqing will reject me."
Xiao Hang: “…”
Xiao Hang was already furious with Hang Sizhou, and the look he gave Fu Haoyan was cold and heavy.
Fu Haoyan was so cold that he dared not speak and just buried his head in scrolling through his Moments.
After a few seconds, he suddenly said "Huh".
"What is Hang Sizhou posting? A little rabbit getting wet in the rain? But this photo is quite artistic."
Xiao Hang frowned slightly and opened his circle of friends.
Most of his WeChat friends are business friends who love to show off their wealth. The older ones also like to repost all kinds of weird chicken soup and health soft articles. There is all sorts of random stuff.
On normal days, Xiao Hang would never click in to take a look.
After scrolling down several pages, Xiao Hang finally saw the circle of friends posted by Hang Sizhou.
Looking at the sending time, it has been more than twenty minutes since now.
Hang Sizhou posted a photo of a rabbit made of building blocks.
The little white rabbit lay on the cobblestones, soaking wet from the rain.
Behind it was a puddle of water, and behind that, a few trash cans lined up side by side could be vaguely seen. The green color looked like a huge monster in the darkness.
A photo like this, sandwiched among the photos of jade and jadeite health-preserving soup, looks even more pitiful and ridiculous.
—As if abandoned.
-
Hang Sizhou squatted in the small pavilion outside the community security booth.
He wiped the little rabbit that was washed by the rain dry and put it back into his trouser pocket.
In the brotherhood group, Yan Jiayou and Jing Qing were chatting from time to time.
Jing Qing has a new movie press conference today, and Yan Jiayou, as a reporter for gossip entertainment, was invited to participate in the interview.
Jingqing also invited Hang Sizhou, but he refused.
Firstly, he had to go back to Ms. Shen's place for dinner; secondly, Hang Sizhou was unsure whether he, with no experience, could handle the various chaotic inquiries at the press conference.
[Handsome Yan: Zhou Zhou, it’s such a pity that you didn’t come today. I saw your idol Huang Yang! ]
[Zhou Zhou: Remember to take more photos!]
[Yan Da handsome guy: photo.JPG]
[Yan Da handsome guy: photo.JPG]
After saving these photos in succession, the phone popped up again, indicating that the battery was running out.
It is foreseeable that in another ten minutes or so, the phone will be completely out of battery.
If he said in the group now that he was trapped outside the community and couldn't go home, the two of them would definitely leave the premiere to pick him up.
If Hang Sizhou was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he would definitely do it with confidence.
But now he is a 27-year-old adult, Jing Qing and Yan Jiayou also have their own work to do, and everyone is responsible for their own lives.
He can also call Lu Chenfeng.
But Jing Qing said that this person was found for him by Hang Hongsheng, and under the current circumstances, he should have as little contact with him as possible.
After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't find anyone to pick me up.
Hang Sizhou squatted there, watching the last bit of current disappear from the phone screen.
The cold wind blew over with raindrops, and Hang Sizhou couldn't help but shiver.
There was no shelter in the pavilion, and most of his clothes were wet.
It was the end of September, but the rainy night was bitterly cold.
Hang Sizhou shrank his neck.
He had already made up his mind to wait for another half an hour. If the rain didn't stop, he would go back to the house and ask the fat boy to take him back.
After holding his little rabbit for so long, he should at least give him some "reward", right
Perhaps because he looked so pitiful, the security guard sitting inside finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked out holding an old black umbrella in his hand.
"Mr. Hang, I see you don't have an umbrella and you've been waiting here for a long time. If you don't mind, you can use this umbrella first!"
Hang Sizhou's eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked, "What will you do if I take it?"
The young security guard scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's okay. I have to be on duty until morning. I checked the weather forecast. The rain will have stopped by then."
After all, there are more enthusiastic people in this world.
Hang Sizhou narrowed his eyes, but before he could say thank you, a bright white light flashed over and a car slowly approached again.
The light was so bright that it penetrated the rain and fog and shone directly between him and the security guard, causing both of them to turn their heads and look over there.
Hang Sizhou closed his eyes instinctively after being stabbed.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a tall and familiar figure in the white light.
Time was infinitely slowed down, and Hang Sizhou clearly saw the man leaning over and getting out of the car, opening a large black umbrella, and walking towards him step by step with the light behind him.
The raindrops illuminated by the white light floated around him, like an illusion surrounding the man, making Hang Sizhou feel that everything before his eyes was unreal.
The next moment, the unreality became reality.
The huge umbrella was raised above his head, and Xiao Hang stood in front of him, shielding him from all the cold wind and rain.
The author has something to say:
Don't ask why Zhou Zhou doesn't use taxi apps
This is an antique from ten years ago. I didn't know about this yet_(:з」∠)_
Isn’t this chapter very long? Isn’t Yiyi great!
Ps: The family line is basically to promote the relationship, accounting for a small proportion, and the frustration is only a short period, don't worry~
Anyone who has read Yiyi's old articles should know that Yiyi is just a loser who can only write romance stories T﹏T
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