The cannon fodder's vest fell off again

After returning from City A, Xu Ye was taken home by Xie Zhuo. At first he stayed for three or five days, and then for another three or five days.

Originally thought it would be convenient for people to sneak around and do something under his nose, but Xie Zhuo belatedly realized that he was still too young.

Let's not talk about Shen Wenjing being at home every day, just talking about Xu Ye, what the hell is this holiday?

Holding a drawing book all day and drawing from morning to night without raising his head, Xie Zhuo was worried that he would get cervical spondylosis after the winter vacation.

"What's the matter, even the drawing books can't satisfy you, why did you bring a board back?"

Xie Zhuo watched the drawing board and easel that Xu Ye brought back from the outside and carried it upstairs, not as depressed as usual.

Xu Ye handed him the drawing board and asked him to help, "I want to draw."

"I fucking saw it!" Xie Zhuo followed him upstairs, carrying the drawing board, "It's a holiday now, can you rest for two days, look at me, I'm still alive."

Xu Ye pushed open the door of the guest room with a smile, set up the easel, turned around and took the drawing board in Xie Zhuo's hand, "Draw slowly while school is not started, anyway, it's okay to have a holiday."

It's all right.

Xu Ye had already stopped the live broadcast. He lived here and couldn't live broadcast. When Xie Zhuo was happy, he rushed in without knocking on the door. Xu Ye was startled by him several times.

If he wasn't young, he would have been scared out of a heart attack.

After Xu Ye moved in, Shen Wenjing's mood improved very quickly. Xie Zhuo admired Xu Ye a little bit, and he didn't know how he did it.

The most Xu Ye said to Shen Wenjing was "Auntie, what do I want to eat?" He knocked on Shen Wenjing's door and said this from the first day he moved in. Xie Zhuo still remembered Shen Wenjing She sat in the room and watched them in silence for a long time. When Xie Zhuo almost closed the door and dragged Xu Ye away, she said "OK" slowly.

These days, Xu Ye insisted on saying this sentence, and Shen Wenjing agreed every time, and cooked according to Xu Ye's "recipe", and then ate with them.

Xie Zhuo observed several times, Xu Ye didn't say anything to Shen Wenjing, but he was easy to use.

Probably because of observing too much, Xie Zhuo also found that something was wrong with Xu Ye, at first he thought he was pondering over the painting, but later found that he was in a daze, frequently in a state of anxiety.

A few times at eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, he was still sitting downstairs with a painting book in his hand, secretly looking upstairs when no one was paying attention, and he was looking at Shen Wenjing's room.

At the door of the guest room, Shen Wenjing who didn't know when came over knocked twice on the open door.

Xie Zhuo turned around, "Mom?"

"Auntie." Xu Ye subconsciously moved a few steps to the side, distanced himself from Xie Zhuo.

Shen Wenjing looked at the extra drawing board in the room, "Is this for drawing?"

Xu Ye nodded, "Well, I'm going to draw one, but I haven't decided what to draw yet."

Shen Wenjing looked at him, and nodded after a long time, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Xu Ye ordered two dishes, Xie Zhuo stood there silently, Xu Ye tugged him, Xie Zhuo came back to his senses, razor clams with scallion oil and stuffed mushrooms.

"I'm going to buy vegetables." Shen Wenjing turned around and left.

Xu Ye hurriedly followed, "We'll go shopping with you and see if there's anything else we want to eat."

The Chinese New Year will be in a few days, but the ice and snow seem to be able to smell the New Year.

It was still so cold, Xu Ye's hat was buttoned up and his scarf was around, basically not showing anything except his eyes.

As soon as he came out of Xie Zhuo's house, he ran into Xu Xifeng and his wife who had just returned.

At first glance, the father did not recognize his son.

Zhou Mei greeted Shen Wenjing, "Go out?"

Shen Wenjing nodded, "Shopping for vegetables."

After Zhou Mei finished speaking, she glanced at the people around Shen Wenjing. The two young men looked very eye-catching. One was Xie Zhuo who didn't even wear a hat but only a scarf, and the other...

"Xu Ye?" He frowned and questioned, not daring to directly confirm the person in front of him.

With his hands in his pockets, Xu Ye raised his head and glanced at her, but said nothing.

Xu Xifeng, who had been blocked for nearly two months, was stunned for a long time when he saw his son coming out of the courtyard next door, "How did you come out of that house?"

"I live here." Xu Ye said as if he rented someone else's house, and there was nothing wrong with it without careful consideration.

Xu Xifeng was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and glanced at Xie Zhuo.

Zhou Mei looked at Shen Wenjing in astonishment, "He lives in your house?"

Just looking at their reactions made it seem like everything was being said without saying anything. Xie Zhuo remembered what Xie Changyi had said to him back then, "Xu Ye said" Damn it!

"Let's go." Xie Zhuo pushed Xu Ye, "The vegetable market will be closed in a while."

When Xu Ye passed by Xu Xifeng's side, he heard Xu Xifeng sigh heavily, "Xu Ye, go home, I have something to tell you."

"No." Xu Ye refused coldly.

Xu Xifeng turned around and raised his voice involuntarily, "Don't be unhappy with the New Year's Eve. How long are you going to stay at someone else's house? Do you also stay at someone else's house during the Chinese New Year? Don't embarrass me!"

Xu Ye still didn't intend to go, he kept walking behind Shen Wenjing.

"Xu Ye." Xu Xifeng called him under pressure, "Don't force me to tell you about you in front of outsiders."

Xu Ye paused and frowned.

Say?say what?

Xu Ye glanced at Shen Wenjing who stopped after him, and probably guessed what Xu Xifeng wanted to say.

But no, you can't say it in front of Shen Wenjing, you can't let her know, Xie Zhuo can't bear it, and he doesn't dare.

Xu Ye turned around and said to Xie Zhuo, "You and Auntie go first."

Xie Zhuo looked at him sullenly, unable to say "no".

Apart from knowing what Xu Xifeng wanted to say, he also knew why Xu Ye wanted to dismiss him.

He didn't want Xu Ye to stay here and get angry, but he also knew that there was no way for the group of them to speak out.

The two looked at each other, tacit understanding.

As soon as Xu Ye opened his mouth, he let out a sigh of relief, "Go, I'll wait for you to come back."

Watching Xu Ye enter the Xu family's gate, Xie Zhuo's eyebrows were tangled together as if frozen, and his expression was on his face, feeling unhappy and worried.

Shen Wenjing looked at her son silently for a while, and she asked, "Are you still going?"

Xie Zhuo turned to look at Shen Wenjing.

For some reason, he felt that Shen Wenjing's question meant something else.

Instead of "Let's go", ask him "Are you going?"

Why does she feel that he won't go?

Xu Ye has lived in their house for so long, and Shen Wenjing never asked him why he didn't go home and why he came to our house. Even now that Xu Ye was suddenly taken away, she didn't ask why, she just asked "Are you still going?"

Xie Zhuo looked at Shen Wenjing's calm gaze and nodded, "Go, he's still waiting to eat."

When Xie Zhuo and Shen Wenjing came back from shopping, Xu Ye was already sitting and drawing in the living room.

Aunt Zhou came out of the kitchen to take a look when she heard the movement, "I really went to buy vegetables. I didn't believe Xiao Xu said you went to buy vegetables just now."

Shen Wenjing took off her coat, glanced at Xu Ye who was sitting on the sofa, and went straight into the kitchen, "You guys are playing, you don't need to come in and help."

Xie Zhuo watched Shen Wenjing enter the kitchen, unzipped his coat, walked to Xu Ye's side and sat down next to him in two steps.

He grabbed Xu Ye's hand holding the pen, "Hit you?"

Xu Ye smiled, "You seem to expect me to be beaten every time."

No one is looking forward to this, Xie Zhuo frowned, "What the hell, when I met them when I went out, what did your father tell you, did he let you go home? Or threatened you?"

"They can't threaten me with anything." Xu Ye said calmly, "Xu Xifeng should be able to see that I don't plan to go back to that house, and he didn't force me to go back. He just asked me to go out for dinner with me during the Chinese New Year. Those relatives have to deal with it."

Hearing this, Xie Zhuo frowned even tighter, "Fuck you, why didn't you see him take you to deal with it in the past, this year it's not because you see your market going up, and want to take you there to make him look good?"

This is the reason, Xu Ye also knows, but he can't refuse.

Under the threat, he could only compromise.

He could not care about anyone, but once he decided to care about Xie Zhuo, he had to take care of Shen Wenjing's emotions, so this threat worked for him.

Xu Ye withdrew his hand, brushed up and down several times, but in the end it didn't land on the drawing book. After a long time, he muttered angrily, "He knew that I would definitely give him a face?"

Xie Zhuo suddenly felt a little distressed.

When you don't learn well, you are disliked, and when you learn well, you will be used again. Why is it so miserable.

Xie Zhuo wanted to hug him, but the kitchen was facing them, and the people inside could see what they were doing as soon as they turned around. Xie Zhuo pressed his mind and asked him, "Then you agree?"

Xu Ye lowered his head and looked at the drawing book, and pulled the corner of his mouth forcefully, "How can I come out if you don't agree?"

"Fuck." Xie Zhuo was about to choke, "What kind of food will you eat, and when will you eat it?"

"Thirty, the first day of junior high school." Xu Ye looked at him, "Maybe there will be second year of junior high school, I don't know, I left before I heard him finish."

Xu Ye said, "I'm sorry, I promised to celebrate the New Year with you earlier."

"What are you apologizing for?" Xie Zhuo glared at him, "I don't fucking blame you."

It's not that Xie Zhuo has no brains, his legs are on Xu Ye's body, Xu Xifeng can't stop Xu Ye from leaving, why he agreed, why he compromised, no matter how stupid Xie Zhuo is, he can guess.

During dinner, Shen Wenjing went upstairs without taking a few bites.

Xu Ye painted downstairs until eleven or twelve o'clock every day. These days, Xie Zhuo watched his notebook change from two or three paintings at the beginning to half a book.

Xie Zhuo took a shower and came down from upstairs. It was rare to see that the person on the sofa didn't hang his neck and bow his head today, but fell asleep on the sofa with his drawing book in his arms, his hand holding the pen was hanging on the edge of the sofa, I slept deeply.

Xie Zhuo walked over lightly, took away the pen and the drawing book he was holding, "Xu Xiaoye, go upstairs to sleep."

Xu Ye could endure this time better than school, and finally couldn't bear it after a long time.

Xie Zhuo was wearing plaid pajamas, and his hair was not dry after washing. He squatted beside the sofa, squeezed Xu Ye's fingers and kissed him lightly, and called him in a low voice, "Wake up, you will catch a cold if you sleep here."

Xu Ye didn't react at all as if he was dead.

"I'll hug you if you don't wake up again?"

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Xie Zhuo supported his drooping arm and slapped him.

Still awake?

If it wasn't for the fucking dinner, he would definitely suspect that Xu Ye was poisoned to death.

Xie Zhuo wrapped around his legs and back, and hugged him horizontally. It was not easy to hold him, but he didn't dare to weigh him, for fear of waking him up.

He was really light, and there was no burden in holding him. Xie Zhuo walked upstairs with careful steps. He had just gone up two flights of stairs when he heard the sound of the door opening upstairs.

Shen Wenjing came out of the room and was about to go downstairs when her footsteps stopped suddenly.

Xie Zhuo looked up for a moment, then smiled, "Mom, why did you come out?"

"……Drink water."

Shen Wenjing looked at Xu Ye who was being hugged by Xie Zhuo, and frowned imperceptibly, "What's wrong with him?"

"Asleep, I'm afraid he'll catch a cold while sleeping on the bottom." Then he hugged him up.

After speaking, Xie Zhuo couldn't help laughing.

This excuse is also fucking useless.

Can't you wake someone up when they are asleep? Do you have to hug them?

Xie Zhuo knew that his explanation was a bit far-fetched, but he was not guilty.

He walked up a few steps, and walked in front of Shen Wenjing, his Adam's apple rolled, his voice was very soft, but he said with determination, "Mom, I will take care of you with Xu Xiaoye from now on, okay?"

Shen Wenjing didn't speak, she narrowed her eyes and looked at Xie Zhuo, her hand on the handrail of the stairs couldn't help tightening, her fingertips turned white, she tried her best to maintain her expression, but what she saw in front of her was her kiss Son, she still showed her true self in front of Xie Zhuo.

Seeing her reaction, Xie Zhuo secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, he guessed right.

She knows it all.

Xie Zhuo didn't urge her, and waited quietly for her answer.

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Zhuo felt his arms a little sore, and Shen Wenjing said with a trembling voice, "He also has parents."

The implication is that he wants to go back to take care of his parents, not the mothers of his classmates.

"He didn't." Xie Zhuo directly cut off the way she finally came up with, "I tried to let him have it, and I went back with him, but I regretted it from the moment he entered the door, he has no home , I want to give him our family, mom, is that okay?"

Shen Wenjing looked at her son, her eyes were a little red.

Once some words are spoken, there is no room for redemption, Xie Zhuo is very clear, so he has no intention of regretting.

"Mom," Xie Zhuo said softly what he wanted to say but didn't dare to say, "don't think about those who don't belong to us, okay, let's be good, you, me, and him, is that okay?"

The last time Xie Changyi brought that woman over, Xie Zhuo rebelliously punched Xie Changyi, just to stop him from saying a word, but Shen Wenjing didn't stop because she heard it, although she didn't hear it clearly.

She thought that Xie Zhuo could beat her own father to stop him from talking about it, and she definitely didn't want her to know about it, so she kept pretending not to know for so long, as long as he didn't tell, she could pretend that she never knew, but she didn't expect He will take the initiative to showdown with himself.

Shen Wenjing looked at Xie Zhuo, choked up and said, "You're still young."

Xie Zhuo smiled reassuringly, and looked down at Xu Ye, "He's not very big, don't you like him, he's very good."

Shen Wenjing looked at the fragrant Xu Ye who was sleeping on Xie Zhuo's shoulder, she looked really good.

She moved her lips, not knowing what to say, after a long time, with a line of tears streaming down her face, she said, "You smashed the window of our house, how can you be so good?"

Xie Zhuo smiled and said with wet eyes: "Be good now, I will definitely not smash the window, and I will clean him up again."

Shen Wenjing burst into tears, she was speechless, she waved her hand, "Go back to sleep, don't you feel tired hugging, hugging?"

"Not tired." A stone in Xie Zhuo's heart finally fell to the ground, and he felt light. "He's too thin, he's not as heavy as our oil drum."

Seeing Xu Xifeng and Zhou Mei today, Xie Zhuo panicked. He was afraid that they would accuse him of his relationship with Xu Ye in front of Shen Wenjing. He was not afraid that Shen Wenjing would not accept it, but that she would hear it from others. Even if he wants to talk about this matter, he can only tell her from his mouth.

He had already made up his mind, and he would admit to beating and scolding, but he couldn't let this matter hang in the balance, Xu Ye was not at ease, and neither was he.

Xu Ye was led by Xu Xifeng because of this matter, he couldn't stand it, and he couldn't really beat Xu Ye's father, so he could only solve the problem fundamentally, in the end, Xu Ye was just scruples he.

"You're not as heavy as an oil barrel." Shen Wen glanced at Xu Ye who was still asleep, frowned, and put his hand under his nose, "Why did you sleep like this?"

"Alive," Xie Zhuo almost laughed, "I'm worried, I'm tired."

Shen Wenjing's extended hand froze for a moment.

Worried, what are you worried about.

Today when Xu Ye saw Xu Xifeng and his wife pushing them away, Shen Wenjing guessed what he was worried about, worried that she would hear something she shouldn't have heard, worried that she wouldn't be able to accept it.

Shen Wenjing's heart softened suddenly.

The author has something to say: I stayed up all night and didn’t go to bed until noon, I was so sleepy, I have to catch up on sleep now, the bad news is that the saved manuscripts are gone.