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The restaurant that Du Chenghong wants to take Fang Wei to is not far from the airport. It is a high-end restaurant that is open until two or three o'clock in the morning every day.As soon as they were seated, the waiter brought out the dishes Du Chenghong had ordered in advance, and they were all Fang Wei and Hu Tao's favorite food.Du Chenghong said that he had eaten dinner, and as he did at home a long time ago, he methodically added food to the bowls of the two of them.

"Uncle Fang, I'm going to eat cake tonight. Dad told me you would come, so I just ate a little bit." Wanting to meet Fang Wei first, Hu Tao happily gestured with her hands and feet: " The cake at Panpan’s house is as big as half the table here.”

Du Chenghong rubbed Hu Tao's head: "Don't call him uncle, call him teacher, don't forget about going to school the day after tomorrow, eat quickly."

The supper time was very pleasant, most of which were Hu Tao talking, and Fang Wei would patiently respond to him in the gaps between pauses.Originally, he was worried about being asked about marriage by Hu Tao, but the child obviously didn't understand this matter, and simply understood that Teacher Fang was not at school these days as "Teacher Fang went out to play".After the stomach was filled, the attention shifted from Fang Wei to the entertainment area of ​​the restaurant.

"It's really not sleepy." Du Chenghong looked at Hu Tao who ran to the side, and put another chopsticks dish on Fang Wei's plate.Maybe the food on the plane was not good, Fang Wei looked very hungry, and because he missed Song Xinheng who went back alone, he was in a hurry to eat.Suddenly he was choked, and Du Chenghong quickly handed him the cup: "It's all right, eat slowly, don't worry too much."

Fang Wei is very satisfied with having a full meal. First Zhou Xiaohui, and then Du Chenghong. When eating with these two people, Fang Wei deeply realizes that he has never filled every meal related to Song Xinheng recently. Full belly.

If he had gone back with Song Xinheng just now, he would inevitably be hungry now, even if he was hungry enough to lose sleep.

"It's not convenient for the child to say here just now, Mr. Fang's wedding and honeymoon... are all going well."

Thinking of Song Xinheng, Fang Wei was stunned for a second, then Zhou Xiaohui appeared in his mind, and he nodded in satisfaction.

No one touched the wine ordered on the table, Du Chenghong wanted to drive, Fang Wei simply didn't like the smell of alcohol, the atmosphere on the table made it difficult to start a more personal topic, even so, Du Chenghong said after a few minutes: " Song Xinheng, will it be difficult to get along with?"

I didn't think about this issue before, I just felt that Song Xinheng was a bit arrogant and indulgent that his status was necessary.Looking back now, it seems to be very difficult to get along with. Sleeping and eating are bothersome. Before going to bed, you have to turn on the light and turn on the air conditioner, and you have to eat prize-winning eggs.

If this is already bad, then Fang Wei, from the perspective of a fan, may have basically zero chance of taking advantage of getting along.

"He... is almost the same as on TV. He is very approachable and takes good care of me." Fang Wei stammered some words that were not convincing. I don't know if Du Chenghong believed it: "Before...you even sent me a text message before. , Said to wait for me to go back early."

There was no such email in the mailbox. Song Xinheng had sent him a text message, but the purpose was to get him to collude a confession.

"Did you not wear the ring because you wanted to keep it secret?" Du Chenghong asked patiently, "It must be a very expensive ring."

The cold-treated ring quickly returned to its original shape, and the feeling of being stuck on the root of the finger was not pleasant, so Fang Wei put it away long ago.The reason why the ring is not suitable for him can never be said. Fang Wei glanced at his index finger, and there was really no trace of wearing the ring.

Before answering this question, I heard Du Chenghong's steady voice: "Really...is it okay?"

He didn't expect that Du Chenghong would suddenly ask himself such a question, let alone that Du Chenghong also paid attention to his trumpet.

"Sorry, if you have any embarrassment, if you don't mind, I don't know if there is anything I can do to help."

If the two guardians were present, it would probably be the same caring model. Facing Du Chenghong, who is as reliable as his family, Fang Wei, who was seen through, could only acquiesce, and did not try to explain it.Looking at Fang Wei, who was obviously depressed, Du Chenghong said: "Although I don't know how you started... From my point of view, I am very concerned that Teacher Fang can have a truly happy home."

Du Chenghong himself is also a person with an unfortunate marriage, but in fact Fang Wei never asked what the reason for his divorce was.

The store was opened by a friend of Du Chenghong, and Fang Wei was extremely enthusiastic.After the supper was over, Hu Tao, who was tired from playing, was already leaning on the seat and getting confused.Du Chenghong carried his son to the car, the back seat was full, and Fang Wei sat in the co-pilot's seat.It was obvious that he was still talking about a very heavy topic just now, but maybe because Du Chenghong was asking, Fang Wei didn't mind.

He has been away alone for so many years, and Du Chenghong gave him family-like care, which is very precious to Fang Wei.

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning, and Fang Wei got off the car one stop away from home, and had to walk one kilometer to get home smoothly.After Du Chenghong put him down, he followed Fang Wei 200 meters behind and walked with him for a part of the night, and disappeared at the intersection when Fang Wei entered the community.It was not difficult to push the travel bag on the box. Fang Wei pushed it for a while, and finally stopped at the door of his house.

It can be seen from the outside that many lights in the house are still on, as always in the electricity consumption mode that Song Xinheng will have at home.

Originally thought that Song Xinheng would log out Fang Wei's information from the anti-theft system, but the fingerprint was verified successfully, and the key was not changed. After opening several doors, Fang Wei finally entered the room.Thinking that Song Xinheng had fallen asleep, Fang Wei changed his shoes and got up to press a row of switches that control the light source in the living room. Before he put his hand on it, he noticed a suspicious figure in the kitchen.

Even after noticing that Fang Wei had entered the room, Song Xinheng took a bowl from the cupboard and cracked open a not-so-fresh egg.

The whole body exudes an aura that strangers should not get close to, and it can be seen that he has not eaten.Fang Wei hesitated for a moment, and turned off most of the lights. Sure enough, Song Xinheng's air pressure dropped, giving people a feeling that he would turn around and turn on the lights again at any time.With a click, he turned on the switch of the gas stove. Song Xinheng was wondering how much oil to pour into the pot when he realized that Fang Wei was approaching.

Different from the resentment-filled breath on Fang Wei, Fang Wei has a faint smell of food on his body. Only those who are full of stomach and in a good mood will have a warm smell.Song Xinheng was even more unhappy. He raised his right hand, as if pouring half a pot of oil into it.

"Don't mess with it... eat this." A stack of lunch boxes was put on hand: "You go and eat, I will clean up here."

The price list of a high-end restaurant, even with a discount, is astonishing, and it belongs to the category that Fang Wei would never consider eating.But because the taste was really good, although Fang Wei felt distressed, he still insisted on helping Song Xinheng bring a few dishes at his own expense.Song Xinheng put down the oil pot, and when Fang Wei was still worried that he would not eat willfully, he carried the food boxes to the restaurant in silence, and opened them one by one.

The warm food was more attractive than ever. Song Xinheng smelled it, and at the same time his face remained expressionless, his Adam's apple reacted.

Seeing what he was hesitating about, Fang Wei turned around and explained: "It's not leftovers...they are all specially made for you."

The excess oil in the pan was collected, Fang Wei picked out the eggshell scum in the egg bowl, and quickly fried a beautiful egg for Song Xinheng, and when it was served, most of the food in the food box was gone , indicating that Song Xinheng probably hasn't eaten all day.Fang Wei pushed the seasoned egg forward, and when he put the box back and folded it back, there were only some residues left on the fried egg.

If it was those children in kindergarten, Fang Wei would praise it at this time, but obviously Song Xinheng didn't need it.Fang Wei sat a little far away from him and sorted out those souvenirs. Song Xinheng glanced at them from time to time, maybe because he was full, and Fang Wei's taste was not as harsh as before.They were all cheap anyway, thinking so, Song Xinheng stared at one of the little wooden monkeys.

"Can you give that to me?" Fang Wei turned around and saw Song Xinheng pointing at the ugly monkey: "I want that."

Fang Wei took the monkey to him, and Song Xinheng took it back and forth, looked at it, and clicked softly: "This is really ugly."

Not knowing how to answer his words, Fang Wei went back to organize those things.After Song Xinheng finished eating, Fang Wei, who had finished sorting things, went to wash all the used cooking utensils and tableware. The plastic lunch box was folded and put into the kitchen trash can.

Song Xinheng, who was healed by the food, was in a much better mood, and even Fang Wei, who was washing the pot with his sleeves rolled up, became pleasing to the eye.Not good at saying thank you, but wanted to convey this feeling tactfully, Song Xinheng thought for a while, leaned on the chair and started a conversation with Fang Wei.

"Is the person who invited you to dinner an acquaintance of yours? He also brought a child? Have you known each other for a long time?"

"It's the parents of the children in the class. We were neighbors before, and we met almost two years ago..."

"Is that so?" Song Xinheng suddenly remembered something: "Is this the person who called you in the middle of the night last time?"

Fang Wei thought about it for a while, and said "yes", Song Xinheng frowned: "Where is his wife? In the restaurant?"

"No...he got divorced, a long time ago." Fang Wei said and wiped his hands: "He lives with the child."

Song Xinheng stopped talking, and always felt that this single father was indescribably suspicious, something was wrong.But if it was Fang Wei's idea, it would be too blind, not to mention that Fang Wei is very ordinary in all aspects, and now he is also a man in marriage.He looked at his busy husband, thought of Fang Wei's fried eggs, and felt that Fang Wei was not without merits at all.

Fang Wei, who watched Song Xinheng go upstairs and put the last plate back in the cupboard, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The divorce that was originally thought to be brought up tonight, now it seems that Song Xinheng has completely forgotten about it.