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On Chinese New Year's Eve, Mu Qingyue was working on design in the company. Actually, she was not in a hurry, but when the inspiration came, she didn't want to stop, and the time to go home was delayed. Mu Mu called several times to remind her, and Mu Qingyue kept procrastinating. Procrastinated, finally allowed to go home at eight o'clock.

Mu Qingyue sighed and packed up her things.

Arrived home on time at eight o'clock, the whole family was sitting on the sofa, the Spring Festival Gala had just started, a table of delicious dishes was hotly placed on the table, Mu Qingyue called "Mom", the Mu mother turned her head and said happily: "Hey, Yueyue is back, come on, come on and eat." He patted the two people beside him, a pastor and Mu Qingyang, urging them to leave.

Mu Qingyang was a little too lazy to move, Mu Mu looked at Wen Cheng, and Wen Cheng had no choice but to pull him up from the sofa.

The mother-in-law introduced one by one: "Come on, this is the French dish that your Wen Ge learned from France, eat more and try it out, and you will often make it after it tastes delicious; and this, this fish was sent by your Wen Ge customer, but you can eat it. But there is meat, it tastes sweet, eat more tonic..."

Mu Qingyue's face darkened, "Mom, can you stop climbing on people's legs like this, your son is obviously not bad."

The mother-in-law also complained, "But neither of my two sons helped me cook."

Wen Cheng and Mu Qingyang had already taken their seats. After hearing this, Mu Qingyang said innocently: "Didn't I love you so I brought you someone who can cook?"

Mu Mu and Mu Qingyue glared at Mu Qingyang at the same time. Mu Fu took his seat last and looked at Mu Qingyang with disapproval: "Too arrogant."

"I didn't teach it well," Wen Cheng spoke for Mu Qingyang, "My fault."

God damn your fault.Mu Qingyue let out a piss in her heart, what kind of face did she have?The mother-in-law spoke out in disapproval, but what Mu Qingyue said was completely different from what Mu Qingyue thought: "Chengcheng, don't spoil him all the time, look at what he looks like now, he's turned into a puddle of shit."

Mu Qingyue felt hairy all over her body, "Mom! Don't use this to say that things are done when you eat?"

"Who is to blame for your rich imagination?" The shepherd mother raised her chin and ignored her, relying on her father to protect her.

Father Mu never interfered with the quarrel between Mother Mu and Qingyue Mu, and poured wine for the other two men, "Let's have a good drink tonight."

No matter how normal the two old people behave, it is impossible for them to have no grudges in their hearts. It will take time to resolve these, but they are already in the best state.Wen Cheng had a drink with Father Mu, without any extra words, the two men looked at each other and drank together.

After eating a meal for an hour, they all huddled together on a sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Father Mu and Wen Cheng drank a lot, but Wen Cheng was good at drinking and didn't get drunk. Mu Qingyang, who drank with Father Mu, was Already unconscious, squinting on the sofa, wondering if he was looking.

Father Mu has always admired Wen Cheng's brains, and when he was half drunk, he asked Wen Cheng what he thought of the current medical device industry. He listened quietly, and finally smiled approvingly at Wen Cheng, unable to say anything, but solemnly patted Wen Cheng on the shoulder.

The shepherd is planning to go to France on the other side.Wen Cheng said that this winter vacation, when everyone is free, he can take his family to France to have fun, and he goes back to Marseille to handle some business. The shepherd mother and father have been busy for most of their lives, and they have not traveled all over China, let alone abroad. France is still famous for its "romantic".

The shepherd's mother is like a girl with a lot of hearts, Wen Cheng smiled and asked her to think about where to go, anyway, he will definitely accompany her.

Mu Qingyue originally wanted to refuse, but she couldn't resist the mum's interrogation with "Don't you think we are a family?" In the end, she had to convince herself with the reason that he was going to pick a scene.

The Spring Festival Gala was coming to an end, and the herdsmen were lying on the sofa and fell into a light sleep. Mu Qingyang seemed to be asleep, and Wencheng felt stuffy, so he went to the balcony to get some air.Mu Qingyue went in after him.

Wen Cheng exhaled a breath of mist, and the first thing he said was: "Thank you."

"Tch," Mu Qingyue looked disdainful, "It's not for your gratitude. I'm here to tell you that I will pay half of my mother's travel expenses."

Mu Qingyue is currently a sophomore, but she no longer has to worry about work, and her monthly salary is quite high. Now she is financially independent and has a lot of savings.

Wen Cheng knew this person's pride and temper, so he smiled lightly, "Success, I have no problem with you being 100% responsible."

"I'll pay you, and you'll be praised." Mu Qingyue spat out a mouthful of warm air into her palm, and glanced at Wen Cheng with cold eyes, "I haven't fallen asleep yet, I'm dreaming."

"Also, last time he came, the scarf left here is yours, remember to take it away, I haven't lost it for three years."

"it is good."

There was a countdown sound on the TV, and the outside world began to boil. The original dark night bloomed with gorgeous colors, and the sound of firecrackers was endless, shaking people's heads.Mu Qingyue looked at Wen Cheng and said something, but Wen Cheng didn't hear clearly, so he had to ask again.

Mu Qingyue took advantage of the silence for a moment, and repeated the words: "I said, don't make any other fucking fools, it's good." Although it doesn't feel good to see you, it seems even more uncomfortable when you are not here, That's fine.

In all fairness, Wen Cheng's craftsmanship really suits his liking.

"Yeah." Wen Cheng responded lightly, then turned around and asked, "Are the macarons all right tonight?"

This dessert was so sweet, it turned out that a teacher saw that Mu Qingyang was hungry and gave him one, Mu Qingyang didn't think much about eating half of it in one bite, and finally drank two bottles of water, after thinking about it, he shivered.Mu Qingyang refused to accept macarons, so Wencheng tried to make a less sweet one. Of course, it is not a macaron, but it has its shape and taste.The authentic taste is naturally made, and Mu Qingyue likes it very much.

The topic suddenly came to dessert, which Mu Qingyue was extremely satisfied with, Mu Qingyue's expression was a little weird, the kind of awkwardness that she had to admit she was angry but kept smiling, "It's...okay. "

"Do it next time?"

"...Oh, um."

Old fritters, old fritters, hateful.

The original intention of the Mu father and Mu Mu was to let the two of them stay for one night, but Mu Qingyang's single bed was not enough for two big men to squeeze, and he felt wronged by letting Wen Cheng sleep on the sofa. In the end, Wen Cheng said it was okay, he I didn't drink much, and after a few hours, I didn't feel drunk. I got used to staying up late and my spirits are still good, so it's not a problem to drive back.

He was talking about their original home. No one entered it for three years, and everything was dusty. Taking advantage of the time a few years ago, he and Mu Qing took care of it.Wen Cheng didn't take anything with him when he left, and Mu Qingyang never came back. After sweeping the ashes to remove the dust, it turned out to be the same as before the separation, as if three years hadn't been lost.

Wen Cheng and Mu Qingyang wiped the same piece of glass, and Wen Cheng's glass side smiled at Mu Qingyang: "Honey, this is the first time I've cleaned for the Chinese New Year as an adult." It's the first time I feel at home.

Mu Qingyang threw a rag on the glass, trying to frighten Wen Cheng, but Wen Cheng didn't blink, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at Wen Cheng, and said indifferently: "Show pity, and win sympathy."

"Bo, you are soft-hearted, on purpose. Do you feel distressed?" Wen Cheng smiled at him with a heartless look on his face.

Mu Qingyang flicked on the glass with his fingers, as if it could bounce through the glass to Wen Cheng's forehead, "A little bit."

Wen Cheng didn't dodge, looked at Mu Qingyang from under his hands, like a shepherd dog out of favor, "Really only a little bit?"

Mu Qingyang couldn't help laughing, "Just a little bit."

Hate, resentment, thought, and misfortune are all for you alone. In the end, when this person comes back, what else does he ask for?Anyway, I will give up in the end, so why bother to be brave and waste time.

After all, they were both adults, and they were still two men. If they really stayed overnight at the shepherd's house, the shepherd father and mother who still accepted the relationship between the two would feel uncomfortable, and in the end they didn't force it.Mu Qingyang was still in a daze, Mu Mu sent the two of them to the door, Wen Cheng called to stop, "Just stay here, Auntie, you go back and rest."

The shepherd looked at him, then looked at Mu Qingyang in his arms, and said quietly for a while: "Auntie?"

Wen Cheng was stunned at first, but his look was sluggish, completely different from the mature and steady one before, which almost made the shepherd laugh out loud.Wen Cheng recovered from embarrassment, cleared his throat, and said, "Mom, let's go then."

"Hey." The shepherd smiled back, unable to tell whether it was moving or sighing, it was the heaviness of entrusting one person to another, "Let's go."

Wen Cheng helped Mu Qingyang go down the first floor, pressed him against the wall, and squatted down in front of Mu Qingyang.

Mu Qingyang tried hard to retain a trace of sanity, squinted his eyes while staring at Wen Cheng's back, "What are you doing?"

"Come up." Wen Cheng's tone was soft, the white part of his neck was inexplicably alluring.

Mu Qingyang didn't resist, and lay on Wen Cheng's back, wrapping his hands around Wen Cheng's neck naturally.The tip of her nose rested on Wen Cheng's shoulder, she tilted her head slightly, and her lips were just a short distance away from the back of his neck.It was caused by alcohol, Mu Qingyang took a deep breath on the heater, and the person who was walking behind his back paused, put the hand behind him to support him and slapped his buttocks, Mu Qingyang cursed in a low voice, "Fuck!" ", then quietly and obediently maintained this sideways posture, looking at Wen Cheng's goosebumps on the back of his neck and his slightly red ears.

On New Year's Eve, the parking lot downstairs of Mujia was full of cars early on. After a round trip in Wencheng, I finally parked the car in another parking lot more than 20 minutes away from Mujia. This distance has to be walked .After midnight for a long time, the city has long been quiet, there is no one on the road, and the street lamps are silently bent aside, the lights are a very pleasant warm orange.

The shadow of Wen Cheng with Mu Qingyang on his back was elongated, and the shadows of the two merged together, projecting onto the ground like an old man with a stooped body.

Mu Qingyang didn't feel sleepy at all. He leaned on Wen Cheng's shoulder and thought of something, "Sing a song, I haven't heard you sing for a long time."

"Okay," Wen Cheng lifted the man up, walking steadily and slowly, there was residual snow on the ground, step by step, "Papa Wen sang to Baby Mu."

Mu Qingyang smiled, closed his eyes, and whispered softly: "Your uncle."

Wen Cheng was silent at first, as if he wanted to sing some song to Mu Qingyang. After walking a few steps, the man pretended to clear his throat, hummed a few tunes from his throat, and sang in a low voice:

"...when I was in my 30s,

"Youth is no longer with us,

"I'm glad I've been through so much,

"You're still by my side.

"When I was in my 40s,

"The greatest happiness is not career achievement,

"But when you wake up and open your eyes,

"I saw you sleeping on the bed.

"When I was in my 50s,

"You don't know when you will call me old man,

"I also started to feel nostalgic occasionally,

"Accustomed to a slightly wrinkled face..."

When I was in my 60s, I finally let go of getting together and staying together, and while I was still able to toss and hold your hand, I went around the world.

When I was in my 70s, I looked forward to sunny afternoons every day, and my grandson waved in front, telling us to hurry up and go behind.

When I am in my 80s, if I go first, don’t forget to warm your hands before going to bed, and dress warmly in summer.

When I was over 80 years old, if you left first, I would go to your grave every day and tell the story of our youth.

——"Love Poetry" Xie Yuwei

(End of the article)

postscript

I didn't want to write so much at first. I always like to go against routines. I wanted to try the stories of Gong Yinshou and Shou Yingong. I planned to finish it with 30 yuan. It's a spoof.But I found that it was written and written, the sudden love was too abrupt, the love was too harmonious and too abrupt, and before I knew it, it was [-] words...

In fact, in writing this article, my growth and changes are obvious. The later chapters are obviously much more mature than the previous ones. This is my greatest success, and it is my greatest luck to be liked by many people unexpectedly.

Thank you, Papa Wen, Mubao.

Towards the end, when the conflict escalates, I don't want to reveal everything to you as before. I try to be more obscure and more obscure.Wencheng's departure was unavoidable. Mu Qingyang knew from the very beginning that Wencheng would not give up on him. He knew Wencheng's obsession with him. Stay together.

Mu Qingyang understands everything, but he has his own pride.He said he wouldn't let go, he wouldn't let go, and he didn't want to take this route until the end, even if it was bloody.But Wencheng is different, he owes Mu Fu and Mu Mu, he has repentance to Mu Qingyang, he has been living in atonement, he doesn't want Mu Qingyang to be like him, and he can't bear to hurt Mu Fu Mu, so Choose this way.

Two people are not the same kind of people, this is a contradiction.

So Mu Qingyang did everything possible to find Wencheng while he still had the chance. Some people said that Mu Qingyang's love had always been too rational, but no, this is the proof.

He recovered and forced himself to say, oh, just go.

He wanted to be with Yi Zhen, not out of anger, but in earnest, because reason persuaded him to give up Wencheng, Wencheng was really not the best choice.

However, he can live well with Yi Zhen, but he chooses to have a showdown with Yi Zhen. On the one hand, he cannot bear the kind Yi Zhen, and on the other hand, he is struggling with his feelings for Wen Cheng. A reason for waiting for Wencheng, but Mu Qingyang himself is not clear, so I use a dream to show this memory, let Mu Qingyang examine himself from the perspective of Yi Zhen.

In the end, it was obvious that emotions overcame reason. Mu Qingyang was completely conquered by Wencheng, and he was doomed to be eaten to death by himself.

But even if he understands this point, Mu Qingyang still has resentment towards Wencheng. It's because of his willfulness, his temper, and his pride—yes, I understand your difficulties, and your path is the safest. Waiting for you is also willing, but I am really very unhappy.

He looked at Wencheng, but Wencheng didn't look at him, but knew he was there.

You say break up, then break up, you are suffering, I see it, you deserve it.

Three years was actually Mu Qingyang's revenge on Wencheng. Mu Qingyang lived as usual, he knew that Wencheng would come back, and Wencheng was counting down every minute and every second, thinking about him.

You Mengmeng wondered why Mu Qingyang didn't have any conflicts when Wencheng came back. He was very contradictory, and deliberately tortured this person for three years. The strength of the city bit him. (It’s really hard. I tried to bite my arm so hard that I was choking on the pain but it still didn’t bleed. Well, don’t ask me what I went through.)

The relationship between Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng was not a couple at that time, but an enemy, so Wen Cheng used rough methods to persuade Mu Qingyang to soften, to make him willing, and to come back.

Don't male animals conquer each other in this way? (Not the xxoo way!)

After three years of punishment, Mu Qingyang has hated, resented and thought about it, and even put on airs to engage in conflicts. Isn't this hypocritical?But it’s not like I’m not angry, “Do you feel sorry for me?” “A little bit.” I don’t want any more, I’m still angry.

No one owes anyone, really.

At the end, I played two familiar scenes. It turned out that the two came out, and Mu Qingyang left with Wen Cheng on his back.Mu Qingyang remembered asking Wencheng to sing a song. He felt compassion for Wencheng because of Wencheng's song "Meng Meng Da". Wencheng knew what he was thinking and even remembered the original words clearly. Mu Qingyang also Of course.

In the end, I wrote Yi Zhen's sister so cute, but I didn't find anyone praising her? ?Appreciate it? ? ?

Hey, in fact, I don’t want to explain such a long paragraph. I deliberately wrote it ambiguously and finally asked me to explain it myself. Isn’t this funny, but it seems that many Mengmeng said they couldn’t understand it... I love to worry still came out...

In addition, for the sake of the ending, I didn't study much for nearly a week. I really didn't study, and I didn't pay attention to listening in class. It was finally over. I have to rest for a while. I’m afraid you won’t want to wait, so let’s write slowly... But I really can’t ignore the things in life, the speed must be slow.

Anyway, see you later. w

(ps, the full version txt will be released at the end of the episode.)