After being dumped by his son and his father

Wen Ziheng subconsciously reached out to touch his face, but was grabbed by Wei Qing, and then buckled behind him.

Wei Qing held Wen Ziheng's head with the other palm, and inserted all his slender fingers into his hair. His kiss was as violent and powerful as a storm, as if he wanted to use actions to stop Wen Ziheng's tears from continuing to flow down Yes, but there were still hot tears pouring out of Wen Ziheng's eyes. His eyes were red, and he stared at Wei Qing with misty eyes.

"Don't cry." Wei Qing finally stopped kissing deeply, he lowered his head against Wen Ziheng's cold forehead, and rubbed his fingers against the other's red and hot ears.

Wen Ziheng didn't know what was wrong with him, he was obviously fine just now, but when he saw the photo of his mother sandwiched between the pages of the book, his originally calm mood suddenly collapsed, in the photo his mother was only less than At the age of 30, standing in front of the wooden board with tigers outside the gate of the zoo holding him as a baby, Wenmu's beautiful face is full of kind and beautiful smiles, she stares quietly at the camera with her eyes downcast Wen Ziheng.

In the past, Wen Ziheng didn't have a photo album, so he developed the habit of putting photos in the book. Now when he opened it, he found that there were twenty or thirty photos densely packed in the pages of the book, which recorded in detail the life of the family of three before his mother passed away. happy time.

Too bad those times are long gone.

"It would be great if my mother didn't die." Wen Ziheng took a deep breath, stood up holding the box and looked at Wei Qing calmly, but there were tears criss-crossing on his cheeks. He said in a very light tone, "Whoever How can I never forgive my dad, he cheated on my mother when she was pregnant with me, and when my mother was seriously ill in the hospital and no one was taking care of him, he was still dealing with various women, I will never forget these things in my life .”

Wei Qing caressed Wen Ziheng's face, his heart ached in pain, and he said, "Then I won't forgive you."

Speaking of which, Wei Qing took the small box from Wen Ziheng's hand and put it on the table, then took out a wet tissue and tore open the package to wipe Wen Ziheng's dirty hands carefully, taking care of every finger carefully, as if Treating a finely crafted work of art.

Wen Ziheng pursed his lips and looked at Wei Qing's face numbly. His straight and handsome facial features, as well as the brows that he liked to frown slightly from time to time, were exactly the same as when they parted five or six years ago. Time can change some people's relationship with others. Things, but it can also keep it sinking and unchanged. Although Wei Qing's aura and appearance have faded from the youthfulness of his student days, he is Wei Qing. The first time we met in the elevator when we reunited after a long absence , he could recognize Wei Qing.

Wen Ziheng let Wei Qing take out the second wet tissue and continued to wipe his other hand, and simply sat on the corner of the bed just now, watching Wei Qing holding his hand slightly bent over with some difficulty, suddenly Breaking through tears into laughter: "Don't you think I'm naive?"

"You are not naive at all." Wei Qing flattered reflexively, "You are very mature, even more mature than me."

Hearing that Wen Ziheng put his foot on Wei Qing's calf, the force was not heavy, but on the surface he blew his beard and stared ferociously: "I'm serious with you, who made you poor?"

"It's really not childish." Wei Qing finally wiped Wen Ziheng's hands clean, lowered his head and gave him a pat on the back of his hand, then leaned over to nibble on Wen Ziheng's face, and then leaned into his ear Pan chuckled and said, "Even if you are childish, I will be childish with you."

Wen Ziheng was warmed by Wei Qing's warm breath, managed to keep calm and said with a half-smile: "Wei Dong, it seems that during the few years I was away, your ability to talk about love has really improved at a rocket-like speed. "

"Thank you..." Wei Qing suddenly put Wen Ziheng's earlobe in his mouth halfway through speaking, his low smile lingered in the silent air, his nimble hands slowly cruising around Wen Ziheng's waist, like a subwoofer. His voice seemed to be full of infinite temptation, "I have other abilities that have improved, why don't you try it now?"

Wen Ziheng slapped Wei Qing's buttocks, moved his fingers and squeezed them, and said in a cold voice: "You male fox is not evil."

Wei Qing, who was instantly petrified: "..." His little rabbit seems to be getting more and more aggressive, what should I do...

Just when the two kissed affectionately and hesitated whether to go further, there was a sudden knock on the door, accompanied by Wen Liren's voice: "Zi Heng, what are you doing inside? Why did you lock the door?"

Wen Ziheng, who was startled suddenly, almost slipped from the corner of the bed. Fortunately, Wei Qing put his arms around his waist and let him sit up again. Smashing, there was only a "bang", and Wen Ziheng, who was caught off guard, fell down directly following the mattress, and Wei Qing, who was holding him, also pressed half of his body on Wen Ziheng.

The air was full of dust, choking Wen Ziheng to tears.

Wen Liren outside the door was also frightened when he heard the movement, so anxious that he knocked harder on the door: "Zi Heng, are you okay? What's the matter with you? Yuan Xian, quickly ask Aunt Jiang to get the key to open the door, hurry up!" go!"

After a while, the housekeeper came to open the door with the key. At the same time, Wei Qing also quickly arranged his and Wen Ziheng's clothes, but the two of them stood in the dusty room, no matter how you looked at them, they looked very weird. Wei Qing is worthy of being a person who has experienced storms. Under such an embarrassing situation, he can still maintain a steady posture in all directions, and he doesn't even blink his eyes under the surprised eyes of a group of people.

"Is there something wrong?" Wei Qing threw out two words indifferently.

"Oh...it's okay..." Wen Liren saw that Ziheng was fine except for a cough, so he felt relieved, and kindly exited the room and prepared to pull the door back, "You guys continue to chat, I just came over because of nothing have a look."

Now Wen Ziheng coughed twice in complete embarrassment, stepped forward and pulled the door that was still closed: "By the way, Dad, have you brought my mother's things?"

"I got it." Wen Liren turned his head and looked at Wen Yuanxian with a guilty conscience. Seeing that Wen Yuanxian's attention was all on Wei Qing, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took the strip box in his hand like throwing a hot potato. Throwing it to Wen Ziheng, "This is the necklace your mother wore before she was alive. It's useless for me to hold it. I'd better put it away for you, so I can think about it."

Wen Ziheng's expression was not so good after hearing Wen Liren's hastily disregarding the relationship. He slowly closed his fingers and clenched the box tightly. Thousands of thoughts were racing in his chest, but he didn't say anything in the end. , silently holding a small box and followed a group of people downstairs.

When walking downstairs, Wen Ziheng realized that it wasn't just Wen Yuanxian who came, but also the man who had met at the movie theater that day. He introduced himself as Tang Mourning, a classmate of Wen Yuanxian's college classmate. Also, Balabala said a lot, and Wen Ziheng, who was walking behind, didn't listen much. Anyway, Tang Mourning said these words to Wei Qing, but Wei Qing just didn't buy it, and he kept his eyes straight from the beginning to the end, as if he was just an idiot. Hollow Man.

In the end, even Wen Ziheng felt embarrassed for Tang Mourning, and had to admire Wei Qing's ability to ignore people. As long as he didn't want to talk to a person, he wouldn't even meet that person with his eyes, completely treating them as nothing. This state is really not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Wen Yuanxian on the right back stared blankly at Wei Qing's stern side face. She fell in love with this face at first sight at Wen Ziheng's school when she was visiting the United States. In order to pursue Wei Qing, she did not hesitate to spend unimaginable money. Time and energy were poured into his circle of friends, and he kept improving himself with beauty and fitness in order to be worthy of him one day, but in the end Wei Qing refused to even look at her more.

To this day, Wei Qing has become a knot in Wen Yuanxian's heart that cannot be untied. She knows that only by really chasing Wei Qing can she be proud in front of those who see her jokes. Only in this way can those people look at her with admiration.

But it was too difficult to attract Wei Qing's attention, he was like an invulnerable monk, Wen Yuanxian even doubted whether Wei Qing liked women.

Even though she still had the fear of Wei Qing in her heart, Wen Yuanxian was still unwilling to give up her slim hope. She deluded herself and thought that it would be fine if Wei Qing came for her tonight. She sent so many messages to Wei Qing No reply was received on the WeChat message, and it was deleted directly by the other party in the end. Maybe Wei Qing figured it out after careful consideration and decided to surprise her with Wen Ziheng——

Wen Yuanxian thought a lot in a mess, and after Wen Liren and Tang Mourning were called away, she said to Wei Qing anxiously and full of expectation: "Brother Wei Qing, I can ask... why did you suddenly decide to come?" Because of me? I..."

"You think too much." Wei Qing looked coldly at Wen Yuanxian whose face was flushed instantly, that indifferent look seemed to be looking at an object without a soul, "When did I say that I came here for you?" I said Miss Wen, you are too good at putting money on your face."

Wei Qing spoke so directly that Wen Yuanxian couldn't accept it from the bottom of her heart, her flushed face suddenly turned pale, and then almost ran away in despair.

Wen Ziheng, who was on the sidelines, didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows. After Wen Yuanxian ran away completely, he said to Wei Qing: "The things have been obtained, let's go back." He was still holding a small box containing sundries in his hand. , It’s really not very elegant, and there are two torn wet tissue packages and used black wet tissue in the box. Wei Qing put it in after he couldn’t find the trash can. God knows Wen Ziheng It took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to beat Wei Qing up on the spot.

"Wait a minute." Wei Qing suddenly saw something, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth. Wen Ziheng followed his line of sight and looked towards the entrance of the hall, only to see a familiar figure appearing in his line of sight, it was Shan Shan. Late Qiuxi.

The clothes and attire that Qiuxi is wearing tonight are not so conspicuous, maybe he deliberately lowered his sense of presence, even walking with his back bent, looking like a thief, if Wei Qing hadn't seen him at a glance, Wen Ziheng hasn't noticed Qiu Xi's arrival yet.

"You sit here and wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon." Wei Qing pressed Wen Ziheng's shoulder to let him sit on the nearby sofa, squeezed his palm quietly, and looked at Wen Ziheng looking up in doubt Looking at her own cuteness, Wei Qing wished she had to kiss her lover fiercely on different occasions, but this idea just turned around in her mind before Wei Qing forced it back.

When Wei Qing turned around and looked up at Qiu Xi who was not far away, the smile on his face gradually turned cold, and the gentleness and love just now had disappeared from his eyes. He straightened his suit and walked straight towards Qiu Xi.

No matter where Wei Qing went, he was the focus of the guests' eyes, so Qiu Xi knew Wei Qing's approximate location from the eyes of everyone as soon as he stepped into the hall. He slowly moved towards the opposite direction of Wei Qing, He prayed that Wei Qing would never discover his existence, but after seeing Wei Qing who had already walked two steps away from the corner of his eye, Qiu Xi was so frightened that his legs gave way and almost fell down.

"Qing...Brother Qing..." Qiu Xi's voice could be heard crying, not because he was timid, but because Wei Qing's anger was too terrifying, the gloomy eyes seemed to eat people alive , obviously has a face that turns all living beings upside down, why are those eyes so scary!

Wei Qing quietly stared at Qiu Xi, who wanted to wrap himself up like a football, with half-downcast eyes. He didn't speak until they walked to a secluded place outside, "Have you thought it through?"

"Ah?" Qiuxi's froze brain didn't react, "Thinking about...what?"

Wei Qing raised his lips and showed a sarcasm smile: "Of course it's how you made up lies to separate me from Wen Ziheng, and how you blocked all Wen Ziheng's contact information in my phone, I don't mind You make a PPT and talk about it for three days and three nights, isn't it your forte to lie."

"Brother Qing!" Qiuxi seemed to be irritated by Wei Qing's sarcasm, and his trembling voice suddenly became a little higher. He was both angry and anxious, "I sincerely apologize to you, you must do it." Is it so terrible! Our friendship for so many years can’t compare to the fragile relationship between you and that surnamed Wen! You don’t know that he is playing with you at all. I checked him, and his son is He was born when he was still studying, and he also got mixed up with a gay man surnamed Qi, he is not as pure and harmless as you imagined!"

Wei Qing's eyes were indifferent and he didn't speak, and he didn't refute Qiu Xi's words. The summer night wind blowing on his face gave him a chilly feeling.

Qiu Xi thought that Wei Qing's silence meant that he had listened to his words, and was overjoyed.He quickly slowed down his tone and started playing the emotional card: "And I have never told anyone about your relationship with Wen Ziheng. When Wen Yuanxian asked about it that day, I kept my mouth shut and didn't reveal a word. I really mean it. I really care about our friendship..."

"Okay." Wei Qing interrupted Qiu Xi suddenly, he paused for a moment before raising his hand and gently patted Qiu Xi's shoulder, "Come in with me."

Seeing this situation, Qiuxi thought that the incident had turned over completely, so he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his arms in the night breeze, and followed Wei Qing into the hall. He who followed Wei Qing didn't pay attention at all. A layer of glaciers formed at the bottom of Wei Qing's eyes.