my husband is crazy

Ling Xiran was very comfortable hearing these words, but Qin Buchuan was very boring, and finally ran away consciously.

As soon as he ran away, Ling Xiran shook his head at Ruan Jinjiang: "Little boy, I can't always sit still."

Ruan Jinjiang watched Qin Buchuan disappear with a smile, he smiled genuinely, and Ling Xiran felt the difference in this smile, it wasn't the gentle smile Ruan Jinjiang always gave him, it was a slightly too light smile, but it happened Those who saw it could tell that this gentle smile was a real smile.

Ruan Jinjiang said with a smile: "Mr. Qin really looks like a child."

When he said this, Ling Xiran saw that Ruan Jinjiang's gaze didn't look back, and he was still looking in the direction Chuan Ge'er left.Ling Xiran suddenly felt inexplicably that he felt that Ruan Jinjiang seemed to like Qin Buchuan a lot.

Different from Ruan Jinjiang looking at him, Ling Xiran looked at Ruan Jinjiang looking at him, sometimes in a daze, but his eyes were clear and open with an expression of admiration. Ling Xiran felt something different.

"He—" Ling Xiran opened his mouth, and after he uttered only one word, his tongue twisted, taking the topic away, taking him away from Brother Chuan, and taking him away from Qin Buchuan for hundreds of thousands of miles. Nowhere.

Ruan Jinjiang also followed his words very much, and did not mention Qin Buchuan when he left. Ling Xiran sent him away and returned to the living room, where he sat on the sofa, thinking that he might be thinking too much. Wan Cherry strolled downstairs.

Seeing that there was no one in the living room, he sat down on Ling Xiran's lap, Ling Xiran wrapped his arms around his waist, and reached out to eat a cherry.

Qin Buchuan stuffed his mouth and ate the cherries without spitting out the pits. Ling Xiran spit the pits into the ashtray on the coffee table. Looking at Qin Buchuan who ate this way, he wondered who would like this foodie, wouldn't he? Blind.

Thinking about it carefully, he turned out to be scolding himself—he was just blind.

Ling Xiran sighed, and said sadly, "Why did I fall in love with such a thing?"

Qin Buchuan swallowed a handful of cherries with pits, and thought about Ling Xiran starting to fall ill again. He put the glass bowl on the coffee table with a thud, and said with a "hum": "Then who else do you want to like? Like Ruan Sir?"

After hearing this, Ling Xiran ran through Ruan Jinjiang's voice, appearance and appearance, and rolled his eyes unemotionally: "Mr. Ruan and I are friends, don't get it wrong."

Thinking about it again, Ling Xiran's heart moved, and he happily hugged Brother Chuan's head and kissed him: "Don't be jealous, I only like you, if you are blind, just go blind, I am a fool!"

Qin Buchuan was so indignant that Ling Xiran would belittle him even to comfort him and confess to him. Does Ling Xiran have any good points in Ling Xiran's eyes?

It's really unreasonable!Qin Buchuan gritted his teeth: "Brother Ran, apart from your face, what else is there to like about you?"

Ling Xiran rested his chin on Brother Chuan's shoulder, and Qin Buchuan listened to him and replied, "Isn't my face not enough? Isn't this one advantage that compares everyone else?"

Qin Buchuan was dumb for a moment, and when he was dumb, Ling Xiran said again: "I can also write novels, housekeeper, and take care of children, and I have a stable personality. Aren't these also rare advantages?"

"Housekeeper?" Qin Buchuan looked puzzled. Thinking about Ling Xiran living alone, well, he was taking care of his own house, but on the other hand, "Take care of the children? Where did you go to take care of the children? "

Ling Xiran put her arms around Qin Buchuan: "Didn't I bring you up?"

Qin Buchuan immediately sent him a word: "I am!"

Ling Xiran chuckled: "What advantages do you have? Let me hear what you are talking about. Don't talk about your face first. To me, this advantage is really not a big advantage."

Qin Buchuan opened his mouth: "I have many advantages. I am cheerful and lively, and I am willing to help others. I—"

Qin Buchuan "I—" stopped coming out, frowning, Ling Xiran smiled lazily: "What kind of advantage is this, it's just your natural personality, how can it be considered an advantage?"

Qin Buchuan sighed. Eating, drinking, and having fun are not considered advantages. After counting the number of eating, drinking, and having fun, he realized that he really has no talent. Ling Xiran is right, he can still write an article, and Qin Buchuan is the only one left who can run around and play. .

Seeing that Brother Chuan realized his uselessness, Ling Xiran hugged him tightly, and said, "Look, you are so useless but fortunately I still like you, Brother Chuan, so you should stay with me for the rest of your life." It's next to you."

Qin Buchuan stretched his body, and replied indifferently and discouragedly: "Fuck your mother, my family has a lot of money, is it an advantage?"

After these words, Qin Buchuan finally lived in peace for a while, Qin Buxuan handled the high school admission procedures for him, and now the summer is on summer vacation, Qin Buchuan will go to the first-year course of high school when school starts in September.

During the vacation, Qin Buxuan originally wanted to invite a college student to make up for Qin Buchuan in advance. The supplementary course was a junior high school course, but Ling Xiran took over the task with a wave of his hand.

It's a pity that Ling Xiran was not expected to be a teacher since he was a child, and now that he is a young man, he still doesn't know how to be a teacher. Qin Buchuan was confused by his teaching, and Ling Xiran was also full of anger when he became a teacher. , The students also scolded the teacher for misleading the state of their children.

The two quarreled countless times in July, August, and February, and finally both put down their burdens. What should they do? Ling Xiran continued to concentrate on writing. Qin Buchuan sometimes harassed his sister-in-law, sometimes ran out to play, and sometimes Ansheng stayed with Ling Xiran for two days. Can't get out.

This kind of life is definitely not bad. If you carefully savor food and clothing, no shortage of money, and nothing worth worrying about, although the life seems a bit dull, it is not a kind of happiness.

By the end of August, all primary and secondary schools started one after another, and Qin Buchuan was trained by his elder brother to put his schoolbag on his back and go to school.

At first, Qin Buchuan was quite interested. He had never been to school, but when he entered school, he found that he was a boy of sixteen or seventeen, so he had fun.For a while, I was like a mouse that fell into a rice bowl and didn't want to go back. I made a group of like-minded classmates and did everything except study all day long.

Later, I agreed with this group of like-minded classmates that staying in school was a waste of time, so I simply started skipping classes.

These boys skipped classes and went everywhere, eating big meals, going to the park, going to clubs to dance, watching movies and listening to operas.

Qin Buchuan and his gang of cronies first went to the theater that day. After the play, a classmate took away a child from the theater troupe.

When a group of them sat in the chess and card room of the high-end club, Qin Buchuan held a deck of cards in his hand, and a lady who probably had dinner with him stood behind him, chirping and giving him advice.

Several teenagers and youths at the card table were standing around them, and the student Qin Buchuan was facing was sitting on the lap of a child he had taken away from the troupe.

Qin Buchuan threw out a pair of nines and looked at his classmate and the child. His classmate was a seventeen-year-old boy, and the one sitting on his classmate's lap was a fourteen-year-old boy. The children on the table are also fair-skinned and have delicate features.

No matter how Qin Buchuan looked at them, he felt that these two were like two rabbits embracing each other. He really couldn't tell that his classmate was also playing with rabbits, and he couldn't even tell who suffered the disadvantage.

A deck of cards was neither good nor bad, Qin Buchuan played very badly, and lost five hundred oceans for several consecutive rounds, Qin Buchuan felt a little guilty, left the table with an excuse, and wandered around the club aimlessly.

I ran to the ballroom for a while but didn't feel like dancing, so I called the waiter and asked for a glass of champagne, wandering around like a ghost.

He wandered to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the ballroom. The stained-glass floor-to-ceiling windows were paired with heavy curtains hanging from the ceiling to the floor. Qin Buchuan was interested in this, and he heard human voices as he wandered past.

He paused, and the heavy curtains were lifted and a child ran out, really a child, running extremely fast, like a silent shadow, Qin Buchuan could only feel that the shadow only reached as far as his chest high.

Qin Buchuan swayed forward again, shaking the champagne in his hand, he didn't know Yao Wang outside the window, but Ling Xiran knew him well, this person would visit Ling Xiran occasionally, so Qin Buchuan would occasionally say a word or two to him, Qin Buchuan stretched out his hand: "Mister Ruan, I didn't expect to meet you tonight."

Ruan Jinjiang didn't turn back in a hurry, he looked at the face outside the window, he wondered if it might be murderous, because he just ordered the child to kill someone.But he looked at his face reflected in the glass window, and found that it was his usual mask-like smiling face, without any trace of murderous intent.

Ruan Jinjiang looked again, there was another face reflected on the glass window, it was a smiling young boy with big bright eyes.

Ruan Jinjiang saw a smile at the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head: "Mr. Xiao Qin, yes, it's a coincidence, this club is not small, you may not be able to meet me when you come, and I am standing here, it is even more difficult to meet Arrived, but even so we still met—is this the so-called fate?"

"Who knows." Seeing that Ruan Jinjiang didn't take his drink, Qin Buchuan thought about it, "This glass is clean, I haven't drunk it yet."

Ruan Jinjiang looked at it, reached out to take it, and did not lean to his mouth after taking it, but just shook the slender goblet, looking at the transparent and gorgeous wine reflected by the lights of the dance hall, he said softly: "I and You are really destined."