grab that pudding

"Pfft——hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha" The girl walking beside finally couldn't help laughing, apologizing while wiping her tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, your child is so cute..."

Song Huan nodded to show that it was okay, and then picked up his son who was trying to run away but actually walked only two meters because of his short legs, kissed him hard, and kissed him again, "Baby, it's not like this of……"

Little Pudding liked this very much, and gave up struggling under the attack of hot kisses: "Okay, forgive you for this one time."

When Song Huan took his son to the hot pot restaurant, he happened to see Chang Cheng, who was 1.8 meters tall, holding the tie of a doll bear, and pushed back the waiter with his disgusted hand indifferently.

"Dad, there is a bear!" Little Pudding saw that the teddy bear's eyes were brightened, and the waiter who was sad about being rejected saw a good-looking father with a good-looking baby who fell in love with this bear, and enthusiastically stuffed the bear to the little one. Pudding thought to himself, "Good-looking people are indeed hereditary!" Then he smiled more enthusiastically and said to Song Huan, "Do you have an appointment? Which table is it? I'll take you there."

Song Huan pointed to the table behind her and said, "No, it's here, thank you."

The waiter thought regretfully: Sure enough, good-looking people make friends with good-looking people.

Song Huan hugged Pudding and sat down, pulled his son's head out of the bear, turned to Chang Cheng and said, "Son, call someone."

Little Pudding raised his head, stared at Changcheng Gulu for a few times with moist eyes, and then happily shouted: "Hi Uncle! Uncle, I saw you in Dad's photo!"

Chang Cheng also froze for a while while sitting, and let go of his indifferent face, "In the photo?"

"That's right~" Little Pudding didn't know that he had already sold his father, and he was still excitedly popularizing science to Changcheng: "The photos of the big stage, the grass, and... there are many places!" Don't forget to nod very sure.

Hearing this, Chang Cheng, who had been sullenly, had warmth in his eyes, and his face softened a lot.

Song Huan raised his forehead and watched his rebellious son almost wiped out his old self, so he changed the subject: "Order, order, get off me, and sit by yourself!"

Little Pudding moved onto the chair with a sense of face, and Chang Cheng, who was facing him, only saw a dark head and big blinking eyes.Little Pudding looked up at Song Huan innocently: "Father, I'm just a little shorter than you temporarily..."

"Are you a little short? You are only a little bit!" Song Huan couldn't help but raised his hand and flicked the tender forehead.

Chang Cheng raised his hand to find a waiter, "Add a baby chair."

Little Pudding, who saw the light again, was very interested in his jerk father, blinking his eyes at Chang Cheng's glow.But still holding back the last bit of reserve, he didn't start chatting.

Chang Cheng didn't really want to pay attention to this child, he was not generous enough to talk to the child of his love rival, after all, his only purpose of calling him out was his father.So one cute and the other staring at each other indifferently, the atmosphere was very awkward for a while, but only on Changcheng's side, children don't know what embarrassment is not embarrassment.

As for Song Huan?Watching the play silently, feeling complicated.He wanted to show this silly son a chestnut, and he also wanted to punch the older one.

Chang Cheng handed the order paper to Song Huan.Mandarin duck pot, and a pile of meat.

Song Huan flipped through the vegetables deftly, and looked down at his poor son who was ignored: "Cub, what do you eat?"

Finally someone responded positively to his little pudding: "Meat! Beef slices, mutton slices, shrimp, squid, meatballs..." Little pudding, who was still immersed in the meat world, received his father's half-smile expression in his brain waves, and immediately switched The front of the car: "Corn! Potatoes!...Um..." Then under great pressure, he said to his father: "It's gone..."

Song Huan nodded slightly dissatisfied, hooked three vegetables and one fungus, after a glance, hooked an extra piece of meat, and then threw it to Chang Cheng.

Chang Cheng looked at Little Pudding who was trying to shoot light waves at him, and silently picked up a pen to tick off an extra serving of shrimp meat.

Little Pudding happily showed him a few bright little teeth.

Under Little Pudding's eager gaze, Song Huan resignedly threw a piece of meat from the red pot opposite, the meat was cooked quickly, picked it up and put it in his bowl.I will fish other things from the milky white pot by myself.

Chang Cheng looked at the little pudding who was eating happily, and asked, "Do you like spicy food?"

It's not because of you!Every time I go out to eat hot pot, I have to order mandarin ducks. I can't escape this pot in my life.

"It's so spicy, my father has lost his treasure! He can't eat it, he has diarrhea after eating it!" Little Pudding hurriedly answered.

Are you working so hard to talk to your bastard father? "Chew the meat twice before swallowing!"

"Huh?" Chang Cheng looked at Song Huan suspiciously, he only knew that the other party didn't eat spicy food every time, so it turned out that he couldn't eat spicy food.It was the first time he ate hot pot and gave him a handful of spicy beef.

Song Huan nodded in Buddhist style.That's right, I almost fell into the pit when I went back that night.At that time, Changcheng, who was overly enthusiastic, felt sorry for Song Huan, who didn't even touch spicy food, so he decided to help him develop a new continent, and he forced a mouthful of rich spicy beef into his mouth. Song Huan blushed from choking, and drank ice After the water, Chang Cheng said with a serious face: "You are not used to it, you will get used to it after eating a few more times." Song Huan, who couldn't resist adding red vegetables to his bowl, was bullied by the hegemony and power. , thinking that not being able to eat spicy food was the last bit of luck that happened many years ago, so I ate two more bites.

Song Huan, who walked out of the hot pot restaurant without any adverse reactions, sweated in his heart, thinking that he had escaped and could rest assured, but was severely slapped in the face in the early hours of the night.

Chang Cheng lowered his eyes, he didn't know these things after knowing each other for five years, Chang Cheng, Chang Cheng, why do you say you love someone.

Then I watched Song Huan pick up all kinds of dishes for the little pudding, and felt a little uncomfortable. He was the person sitting next to him before, but now he can only be the person sitting opposite him who can't even be called a friend.

But it didn't take long for the heartache to see the slender hand pick up a Chinese cabbage into his bowl, Chang Cheng raised his head in surprise, and found that the other person said with a normal expression: "I haven't eaten any vegetables, and I can't compare to a three-year-old child. "

"Father, I'm four years old!" Little Pudding corrected with a serious face, and then said to Chang Cheng like a little adult: "Uncle, if you don't eat vegetables, you will have indigestion and you won't grow taller. Be healthy, eat Order green vegetables."

Song Huan was helpless: "He doesn't need to grow taller. There is also a three-year-old child as a metaphor, and your real age is only three years old."

"Father, you're lying, you still laughed at me when I was four years old and peed at noon..." Little Pudding, who almost exposed his own scandal, covered his mouth in horror.

Song Huan happily admired her silly son, leaving Chang Cheng who was stiff on the opposite side.That's right, everyone would be confused if they changed, and the children would appear after the forefoot broke up.Chang Cheng's heart was churning like the spicy hot pot in front of him.

"By the way, did the insurance company get a quote?" Song Huan recalled the matter of emptying his wallet.When Da Huang went back, he kindly told Song Huan that the car that shoveled the planter was a Volvo...

Song Huan thought fearfully, not to mention Volvo, he doesn't even care about Audi and BMW, as long as the child is fine.

Then I thought, it was just a Volvo?Song Huan has seen his favorite cars, Ferrari and Bugatti Veyron, and the magic light of money is shining everywhere...

Chang Cheng suppressed his anger and reported the number, Song Huan's hands trembled when he heard it, all right, no need for editors to wail, I'll go back to work by myself.

After eating and drinking, Chang Cheng regained his indifferent face, bowed his head and typed on the phone.Halfway through the meal, Song Huan found that his aura, which had been so hard to ease, gradually became cold again.In the end, Little Pudding didn't dare to go up and quarrel with him, but obediently tugged on Song Huan's sleeve.Seeing this, Song Huan frowned and prepared to leave with the child.

Chang Cheng put the phone back into his pocket after sending the message, and found something wrong with the father and son, so he restrained his emotions and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "I'll take you back."

"No, we'll go by ourselves, and the subway." Song Huan refused decisively.

"It's more dangerous at night, so I'll drop by. Let's go." Chang Cheng decided in an uncompromising tone.

here we go again.Song Huan was very dissatisfied, but thinking about what happened last night, he was worried that it would still affect Pudding after he got off the subway station, so he suppressed his dissatisfaction and followed Chang Cheng.

After seeing the sleek Maybach in the parking lot, I felt that this was the style of Changcheng.

At this moment, the owner of the Maybach, Chang Junjie who drove the car last night, is thinking sadly about the car that was taken away in the afternoon.I hope the other party can exchange this relatively mature and stable car for commuting tomorrow, otherwise I won’t be able to take the mature route tomorrow.Although no one dared to say anything even if he drove a bumper car to work, he still had to bluff people with his looks!

In the evening, Song Huan clicked on the editor's chat dialog box, received the task from the other party's touching speech, and prepared to return to a life of hard work.

On the other side, Chang Cheng, sitting at the bar, drank countless glasses of wine, and pushed away the waiter who was about to post it irritably.Xu Shangheng, who was sitting opposite him, said conclusively: "So, within a year after you separated from him, he had a son. He also disappeared at the same time."

"Is there any smoke?" Chang Cheng raised his slender hand and stretched it out towards the other party, his eyes stared at the feasting lights in the distance without any focus.

"And yours?"

"Gone."

"Let's smoke less, and live a few more years." That's what he said, but he still clipped the cigarette and lit it up.

Amidst the smog, Chang Cheng suddenly remembered the events of that year, just like the smoke, it was ethereal.

After the quarrel that day, not long after, he also slammed the door and left, driving a Ferrari like a crazy life-and-death race. Later, when the road was too dark and too sharp when overtaking, he even turned around in the air with the car.After climbing out, I found that there was nothing serious except that the wine bottle was broken and stuck in my arm, so I called to report and left.The next day his dad's secretary said that it would be troublesome to have alcohol in the car, so when he came back after going out for a while, he nodded without thinking much.The day's air ticket and luggage were all unpacked, but as soon as they landed, the passport, ID and wallet were taken away by the accompanying bodyguards in an instant, leaving only the sentence "President Chang ordered".It was only then that Chang Cheng thought, no wonder his mother was furious, but his father didn't do anything at all, and the feelings were left until now.

Mr. Chang quickly called: "It seems that I indulged you too much in the past, so I'll come back after thinking about it." When I got out of the airport, someone handed me a document bag, which contained nothing but a few maps and banknotes.When he left, he also took his mobile phone with him.Young and energetic, he didn't think about bowing his head, just spent a few days in such a daze, and found that the only money he had was spent and no one else showed up. Only then did he realize that his father was playing for real.

No money, no housing, no food, no language, and completely cut off contact with the country. Only then did I start to panic, but it was too late.After two weeks, I finally got in touch with Xu Yingying, but what I learned was that Song Huan was nowhere to be found.

There are many things that I don’t want to think about, but the final outcome is to bow my head first, and go back to City S, only to find that, as Xu Yingying said, Song Huan didn’t seem to have ever existed. The grandma who was hospitalized passed away, and the student status showed that she didn’t go to graduate school and chose to graduate directly. , broke contact with classmates, and their former home also moved in with new tenants.

Only then did Chang Cheng really feel that the whole person was empty.

No one will wait for him to go home, no one will stay up late with him, no one will take a walk with him, no one will urge him to eat healthily, smoke less and drink less.

It is obvious that the saying "only when you have seen what you have lost can you understand the preciousness of what you have", but you have to wait until you practice it yourself to break your head and bruises to truly understand the meaning of this sentence.So what, at the end of the song, people parted, and people went to the empty building.

Later, I slowly came into contact with the company, studied with Xu Yingying's brother Xu Shangheng, and secretly started my own business. I never stopped looking for Song Huan, but I haven't been looking for it in the past three years.Three years is enough for him to be sober, enough for him to be strong, and enough for him to be crazy.

What's interesting is that we finally met in the fourth year, and the other party brought a four-year-old son.How ironic.

The author has something to say:

Little Pudding: Dad, what does Dady mean when he said he overturned his car for love?

Song Huan: ...Wait a minute, I'll go talk to him.

Chang Cheng: Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, stop beating me, I was wrong...

No no, that's a slip of the tongue... a misunderstanding

Yes, I was driving unsafely...

Don't dare, don't dare, I will definitely drive slowly in the future...

【Cherish life, drive safely. 】