grab that pudding

After sending today's third message, Chang Cheng frowned in annoyance.I sent a message in the past few days, but received very few replies, and even if I received it, it took a while.

Am I too impatient?

It has been like this since that night.

That night when I sent Song Huan and Little Pudding back to the community, Little Pudding had already fallen asleep lying on Song Huan's lap.Chang Cheng put the giraffe and white tiger in the back seat into Song Huan's arms, and bent down to pick up the sleepy child.The little Pudding who was picked up even moved his head to find a more comfortable sleeping position.

Turning your face slightly to the side, you can see the face that thinks day and night, and under the warm yellow light, your heart also melts into a puddle of water.

After the child was settled, Song Huan stood at the door to see him off.Leaning against the door, blurring the boundaries of time, as if time had not passed, it was four years ago, and he just went out for a long trip.

Going to the stairs and turning around, Song Huan was still standing there, calm as water.

In an instant, Chang Cheng walked to the door in two or three steps, hugged him into his arms, and said the words he couldn't restrain anymore: "I miss you very much."

This person is still the same as before, with soft and slippery hair, comfortable and warm to hold in his arms, and can be wrapped around with one hand, but not thin at all, even at night, full of sunshine smell.The only difference is that the vigor of the past has faded, and it is a little more gentle.

Chang Cheng, immersed in the joy of regaining what was lost, did not feel Song Huan's stiffness at that moment.

Buried in the other party's neck and took a deep breath, it was the other party's breath.

Slightly moved away, and gently kissed the corner of each other's eyes, Song Huan's curved eyelashes trembled slightly as he exhaled.

Just when he was about to kiss that pink lip, Song Huan lowered his face sideways, and was pushed away by the hands fixed on his chest and took a step back.

Chang Cheng let him push away in a daze, thoughts of being injured, disappointed and uncomfortable flooded his mind.

"It's late, go back and rest early." After saying this, the door closed in front of you.The light that separates the room from the aisle is more like an unknown door, placed between the two of them.

Chang Cheng stood at the door for a long time, until his legs became sore and his eyes became sore.

In the end, like a down and out person frustrated in his life, he walked into the night in a daze.

"I'm just catching up with a painting these days. What happened? Why did Little Pudding tell me that that bastard went to the zoo with you? Huanhuan, why did you contact that bastard again? He has the ability to disappear for so long, and still What right do you have to appear in front of you? Are you soft-hearted again?" Lele sat on the sofa and bit the beef jerky bitterly.

Song Huan lowered his head and took a sip of lotus seed soup. The luscious and crisp snow fungus was still sweet with the sweetness of red dates. The bright red goji berries were dotted in the snow-white clusters. .

"It's not as good as you said. Enemies meet. Anyway, he is another father of Little Pudding. He spends a birthday with the child, just to make up for a birthday."

"There were so many birthdays before that, why were there no one?!"

"I asked them to hide the medical records back then, and the process of going to City Q didn't leave any traces. It's normal that he didn't find them. In this way, I have been hiding the child."

"What happened to hiding? Are you going to tell that bastard in the newspaper? Where was he when you were kicked out? Where was he when grandma died? Where was he when you were pregnant? Where did he go when Pudding was in? Now it’s all right, Little Pudding has grown up, but he shamelessly pretended nothing happened. I asked my Uncle Daheng the other day, and he said that the bastard had been a fool for a few years. Not bad, and say good things to that bastard! I'm so mad!"

Song Huan didn't speak, and then raised his head and smiled: "Be a little more Buddhist, don't be angry with the benefactor."

"What is the Buddha? You still want to defend him? Where was he at ease when you were suffering? Huanhuan, don't scare me!" Lele had a very bold idea, and it didn't hurt to scare him with beef jerky. After chewing, she stared at Song Huan in shock, pointed at him with a trembling hand and grabbed the beef jerky: "Huanhuan, you won't...you won't, won't you want to get back together with him, right?"

Song Huan choked when he was asked, and then took a mouthful of lotus seed syrup and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lele was so frightened that she swallowed it in one gulp, and said tremblingly, "You, you, you... Huanhuan you, how many times have you fallen into a pit! Don't you still like him?!"

"Ah...you asked a very philosophical question, why don't you wait for me to discuss it with Mr. Wang Yangming before answering you?" Song Huan helped his round black-gold eyes, looking like a refined scholar.

"Pull you down! Don't change the subject! Is it true that I guessed it? My silly Huan!" Lele had a weeping face, like an old aunt who watched her child go astray.

Song Huan couldn't help but push away his strange face with his hands, it was really horrible, it was a waste of this face.

Unwillingly, Lele rushed over to scratch Song Huan's waist, Song Huan jumped, and the two of them went to outer space in an instant.

"Huanhuan, do you want to run away this time?" Lele said in a rare serious tone.

Lele looks heartless, but also because of his purity, he can see some things clearly.He could see that Song Huan had actually been escaping a bit these years.

After Little Pudding was born, he took the child to a remote village in less than a month of training.In recent years, Song Huan's seemingly optimistic and cheerful attitude does have elements of looking away, but there is also an element of evasion, using this optimism to avoid harm.

But now the problem has been raised again. Before Song Huan had always adopted a calm attitude, in fact, he carefully found out that they kept a certain distance. Once Changcheng crossed the thunder line, Song Huan retreated faster than anyone else, just like that day At night, I opened my arms and closed the door.

How many people talk about Buddhism nowadays, but isn’t this kind of Buddhism an alternative way of escape?It's just that some people really let go of it and look away, while some people arm themselves with this kind of "turning a blind eye" and "optimism and open-mindedness" to avoid being hurt again.

No matter how optimistic he is in many life attitudes now, but in his relationship with Changcheng, he has always been the one who has not come out.

That's why Lele was so filled with righteous indignation, and that's why he didn't force Song Huan to return to S City.

"Let's talk about it, let it take its course." Song Huan replied at that time.

The result is not to choose to escape?Song Huan smiled sarcastically at himself, and then turned off the screen that was on.

Just before the last weekend in August, Song Huan made an appointment with the doctor in City Z, then packed his luggage for two days and went out with Little Pudding.

Although Linshi can go back and forth within a day, but the nursing home is located in a relatively remote place, it is better to take it slowly than rush around in a day.Next month they have to go to work, and Little Pudding has to go to school, Song Huan cherishes the time they spend together now.

So I opened a small treasury, booked a hotel and tickets, and then played with a big ticket.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate, he found a very familiar Volvo parked by the door.

The people in the car got out of the car anxiously and rushed over without even closing the door.

"Where are you going? Song Huan, where are you going again?!" Chang Cheng grabbed Song Huan's hand, his movements can be said to be rough, his tone was urgent and anxious, his eyes suppressed anxiety and anger, and looked at the person in front of him tightly , as if in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him will disappear.

The force on the wrist was a bit strong, Song Huan couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle..." Little Pudding was frightened by this sudden change, and looked at Chang Cheng in a little panic.

Song Huan put away his expression, and calmly said to Chang Cheng: "Chang Cheng, let go first, don't scare the child."

Chang Cheng really felt that he was crazy. He said that he boiled a frog in warm water and said let nature take its course. His daughter-in-law was gone, so how could he not be impatient!Before dawn, he ran over and wanted to sit on the sidelines, but saw the two of them coming out with their luggage on their backs.

It was also a sudden rush of breath, just such a bag, definitely not the posture of flying away.But he was really scared, afraid that the person in front of him would disappear again.

In the end, he has been struggling at home and abroad for the past few years, and his reason is still there. Seeing Little Pudding's terrified appearance, he knew that he had overreacted, so he let go of his hand, but still stopped in front of Song Huan. The momentum is awe-inspiring.

"I didn't go anywhere. I took Little Pudding to City Z to play for two days. After these two days, I have to go to work and school next month." Song Huan explained helplessly.What are you doing with this man-eating appearance? I don't owe you millions.If it was really because he was afraid that the person would disappear again, it would be a mess if the matter really went back to the past, and it was not the fault of one person.If they really let nature take its course, sooner or later they will reveal what happened before, and they may quarrel again, but not now, not in front of the children.

"I'll go with you." Chang Cheng said incredulously.

"..."

Seeing Song Huan's "I don't want to talk" expression, Chang Cheng decided to seek foreign aid.

He knelt down and apologized to Little Pudding: "Little Pudding, I'm sorry, uncle was too anxious just now, did he scare you?"

Little Pudding blinked, nodded, shook his head again, and finally said seriously: "Uncle, you can't kill my father."

"Yes, it's uncle's fault. Can I punish uncle to go to City Z with you?"

"Not good!" Song Huan said before Little Pudding could speak.joke!I have to take my son for a checkup. If you go with me, then...or...

The problems that had been avoided for so long were suddenly exposed in these few minutes.

Do you want to quarrel with Chang Cheng again?

Do you want to tell the other party about Little Pudding?

what! ——

As a result, God did not give Song Huan any more chances to hesitate. The moment Little Pudding heard his father say something bad, the disappointment on his face was undisguised. He looked at Song Huan with a pair of watery eyes. , holding Song Huan's trouser legs with his small hands, and begged pitifully, "Dad, don't we go with uncle? I want to play with uncle~"

It almost hit Song Huan's heart, and his heart softened into a puddle of water.

Relentless.hesitate.

Seeing this expression, Chang Cheng was simply hopeful!Immediately, he suppressed all his irritability and anxiety into the bottom of the box, imitating Little Pudding's trick of selling miserably, squatting on the ground and looking at Song Huan aggrievedly: "I want to go with you too."

Song Huan shivered, and goosebumps came out.A slender, tall, domineering man with a figure of more than 1.8 meters, with a flamboyant and shining face, squatting at your feet pretending to be miserly and cute, it’s a ghost if you don’t get scared!

In the past, Changcheng was also arrogant at certain times, but at most he was clingy and clingy. This kind of "shameless" public selling miserly and cute is really the first time I have seen it, it is really eye-catching!It must be the wrong way for me to go out today!

But... why... there is a sense of mystery and cuteness? ?

As soon as this idea bubbled up, Song Huan himself was so frightened that he shivered again.

I'm poisoned, absolutely, I can't control my brain...

The author has something to say:

The stupid author thinks it's normal for Huanhuan to still be entangled. If he can really "meet each other with a smile and wipe away all grievances and enmity", then maybe he doesn't really look at sublimation, but he just doesn't love it QAQ

Give them a little more time, soon~refill~