grab that pudding

Let's go back to the two people in a daze at the scene of the car accident.

Song Huan thought that he might meet Changcheng here, but the chances were really low. After all, the city was so big and there were so many people, so in the end Song Huan chose to come back, even though it was so embarrassing at the time.However, he didn't expect to meet him, let alone meet in such a situation. After four years of practice, he didn't react at all in an instant. He just stared blankly and wanted to run away, but looking at this person, I don't want to run anymore.My heart hurts all of a sudden.

It's impossible to really feel nothing at all, Song Huan has never been a person who can afford to let go, dare to love and hate, even after tossing for so long, plus there is a small pudding.

People say that Pudding looks a lot like his father, with white, tender and pink skin, and a pouty mouth, but it is not entirely true. Pudding's long, slightly raised eyeliner is simply a miniature version of another person. Although it is a bit fleshy, but the lines seem to be extreme, the chin is pointed, and it will definitely be like that in the future.

At this time, Little Pudding slowly slowed down from howling, but was crying so hard that it made people feel distressed.Song Huan tried his best to suppress all kinds of emotions, hugged Pudding even tighter, and said to everyone: "I'm sorry, it was really an accident just now."

Seeing the strange atmosphere, the woman came out to break the deadlock, and said gently, "It's good that the child is fine." But she didn't dare to say too much, after all, she wasn't driving the car, and she wasn't the owner of the car.Thinking of this, I turned my attention to the owner of the car, Chang Cheng.

Song Huan raised his lowered eyes and looked at the other person's still tall and valiant figure. He originally wanted to say hello like an ordinary friend, but found that it's been so long since we haven't seen each other for so long.Sure enough, I still haven't practiced well.

It was Chang Cheng who spoke first, and he heard him say, "Long time no see."

It’s been so long since I’ve seen him. The person who flaunted his self-confidence back then has become different. From his dressing style to his calm and slightly cold voice, it seems to be telling him that we have all changed.

Song Huan followed up and said, "Long time no see."

The rest of the surrounding people were shocked, and the car crashed into an acquaintance!Fortunately, they are acquaintances, Rhubarb thought silently.Only the only woman present felt a little weird, but she couldn't tell the specifics.

"Junjie, please contact the traffic police, I'll call the insurance." After saying that, he turned and walked away.

No one saw that the hand under the suit was shaking.

Da Huang asked softly, "Are you a friend?"

"Well, a college classmate." Does the ex-boyfriend count?

"He looks so elite! Your classmate looks so powerful, with a strong aura."

"I'm also... quite surprised." Yes, it looks so amazing that I almost didn't recognize it.He used to be domineering like a child, but now he is domineering and mature.

Rhubarb took another step silently: "Oh, I haven't dealt with the police uncle at my age, and I smashed the planter. We won't be caught, right?"

Boy, you have made up your mind.

Finally, the police uncle who arrived first inspected the scene and took notes for several people. Looking at the sleepy child in Song Huan's arms, he waved his hand and contacted him tomorrow for other processing. He could leave first.

The police went over there to watch the scene, and Chang Cheng came over from there. After saying hello, he just watched from a distance and didn't come over.If Little Pudding is awake at this time, he can find that the uncle in front of him is the one he saw in the photo.

Chang Cheng looked at the child, stared at Song Huan and asked, "Married?"

Song Huan looked at the slightly annoyed eyes of the other party, and said calmly, "No."

What's with that look?I didn't expect that I would be a little angry...

I'm really not married, so naturally, isn't this a way to harm other girls?Do you want to say it directly?Hey darling, I gave you a bastard, though you bastard was gone.

Who would believe it... At the beginning, I didn't even believe in myself, so I wanted to go to him, and the result?It's like it's evaporated.

Song Huan felt uncomfortable, a little bit like crying, a little wronged, and wanted to hit someone.Yes, wanting to hit someone, this bastard disappeared for so long, but now he looks like a dog and angry.I really want to know how you feel when you see your ex.In short, under the complexity, a little angry.

Forget it, forget it, be Buddhist, don't get angry, don't get angry, don't get angry...

Why don't you get angry? !

I really want to smash my son in the face!

"When did you come back?"

"Last week, I went to study at University A."

"Mobile phone." As if reappearing from yesterday, Chang Cheng stretched out his slender hand.

After such a long time, I must have changed a lot of girlfriends, especially with such oppression from my parents.But in the end, out of some kind of mentality, he still handed over the phone by a strange coincidence.Chang Cheng pressed the phone and found that it was still the familiar unlocker. He added the phone number and WeChat, and then handed it back: "Go back first, and talk about it another day. I called a car and it will be there soon."

Changcheng now knows that many things cannot be solved by losing his temper, and often need to be calm. Under the current situation, he can't lose his temper at an innocent child, and he can't drag Song Huan to ask about the past.Over the years, he has been transforming and growing, learning to endure and calm down.So he is working hard to become stronger, so that he can protect the people he wants to protect.

However, it is impossible for a person to be completely rational, at least he can't. In fact, he really wanted to pull Song Huan fiercely and question why he couldn't find it after so many years of searching.Why did it suddenly appear with a child?This is how the same thing?Annoyed and anxious.His training for so many years is only enough for him to support Song Huan and pretend for a while.It turned out that he hadn't changed much.Not daring to show the prototype, for fear that the person will disappear again.Although he was the one who disappeared first...

In the middle of the night, Little Pudding curled up in Song Huan's arms, not sleeping very well.How has Song Huan ever been safe?He stared at the bed board, in a daze, and various things came to his mind.How did you meet and how did you leave?He thought that he was much bearish, and time had helped to dilute it, but when he really saw this person, he realized that his emotions could change in an instant.From embarrassment to despair to forbearance, but under the eyes and movements of the other party, the familiar emotions for so long surged up.

The breakup was so embarrassing, they were kicked out, and even the only support passed away at that time, it was simply the scene of a car accident that I couldn't bear to look back on.Unexpectedly found that something was wrong, when he was nodded by the doctor, he was at a loss, went back to find him, disappeared without a trace, that kind of being abandoned by the whole world, with no end in sight.Later, I gave up and hid, hiding many things in my heart.

Looking at the familiar eyes, as if he was the one who did the wrong thing, he actually felt very angry.That kind of reaction was the same as when he did something wrong before they separated back then, and then he was very angry.

There may be a hole in my brain... It must be an illusion, just sleep on it...

Because there is no need to make a big fuss, the two parties finally decided to go private.As for the problem of damaging official business, it can be solved with the simplest and rude method - losing money.

The door of the police station.

He obviously had a lot to say and ask, but Chang Cheng just couldn't open his mouth, and realized that he didn't know how to say or what to say.Faint eye circles hung on his cold and hard face, his hair was a bit messy after tossing all morning, those beautiful eyes just looked at Song Huan, showing no emotion.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Z City, Q City."

The slender fingers habitually pulled out the cigarette from the old place, and the other hand "snapped" to light it.

Song Huan on one side frowned slightly, and just wanted to stop her, but suddenly realized that she seemed to have no position to do this.A deep sense of powerlessness.Forget it, let's not disturb the other party's life.No matter how many times you try again, the result may be the same.

Changcheng looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, "I have children... Is it yours?"

if not?Is this yours?Oh... yours too.Almost forgot.

silence.

"How old is the child?"

"Is it meaningful for you to ask these questions? You are the one who said to drive away, and you were the one who said to disappear. Do I have to sit down and have a cup of coffee with you now? Have you listened to too many songs?" Still angry, Finish cursing first.

Chang Cheng was taken aback when he heard that, and changed the subject, "The child looks very similar to you, what's his name?"

Song Huan's anger was half-swallowed in an instant, a mouthful of old blood almost spewed out, you open your eyes wide and think about it, how can this be like me?Am I blind or are you blind?Swallowing the old blood silently, he replied: "Song Bingxi. Also, my child, you don't look very much like me..."

"Is that so? It's a good name."

"I think so."

"Come out for a meal someday."

"I still owe you a huge sum of money."

"Do not conflict."

"Only at night."

"Tonight? The insurance company will give the results in the afternoon."

"You really know how to pick your time. This meal looks expensive."

"..."

"..."

"Tonight, take them with you." If you're happy, I won't bother you.

Another mouthful of old blood, really, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, it turns out that we are actually an ex-relationship where we can take our children face to face for a meal. "Without them, I would be just my son, whether he likes to eat or not."

After speaking, Song Huan turned around and left.

May I ask how many people have the courage to eat on the same stage with their ex?

Also with my son.Although this son is his own.

Song Bingxi, who almost forgot about it after sleeping, excitedly grabbed his father's hand and stepped on his short leg: "Dad, where should we go for dinner? What are we going to eat? Who are we going to eat with?"

"Dinner with your bastard father."

"Dad, why are you scolding yourself?"

"..."

Little Pudding looked at Song Huan seriously, "Dad, you squat down~"

"Why?" Although he was puzzled, he followed his son's instructions and obediently found a corner with few people and squatted down. I don't know what tricks this kid wants to play.

Little Pudding carefully held Song Huan's face in his soft hands, opened his big eyes and said clearly: "Dad, you are my best dad, you are not an asshole at all!" Then, he stood on tiptoe Sending a small kiss to Song Huan's forehead.

God!Why did you give me such a lovely son! !

Changcheng?Who is Chang Cheng?Will my son be likable if he is cute, smart, well-behaved, lively, considerate and mischievous?Is he as manly as my son?

……Uh……

Cub, Dad still loves you the most.What's the matter with you bastard father, let him marry a wife, in the future his son will definitely not be as good-looking as you and as smart as you! ...

Wipe, think a little angry.

"Father, you're actually distracted when I kiss you?!" Little Pudding turned angrily and left with his butt twisted.

"No, no, no, son, I was moved out of my body by you, you believe me... son, you have gone the wrong way..."

"Don't talk wolf-hearted and dog-lung!" Little Pudding had a lot of backbone, turned his head, and continued to run away.

"..."

Song Huan followed, dumbfounded, "Cub, who taught you this word? Do you know what it means?"

"Da Huang was watching a TV show the day before yesterday, and that's how the grandma scolded her!"

"Who is it?"

"Call his son."

"..."

The author has something to say:

Little Pudding: Cute little sister, if you like me, you can leave me a paw~~ launch cute light waves biubiu~~

Song Huan: In order to cheat the comments, my son dares to touch it? !Changcheng!

Chang Cheng: Wang!What are your orders, my wife?

Song Huan: Fork out this author who didn't save his manuscript to get tanned!

Chang Cheng: But...my wife, I haven't kissed her yet, she still has a little value.

Author Jun (a mouthful of old blood): I am dead, please burn the paper...