Wordless Love [Rebirth]

"Ling Yu, Ling Yu?"

The person behind raised his voice and shouted, Zhao Lingyu looked back, the smile on his face was still there.

In his two lifetimes combined, he had never said such nasty words so formally, but every sentence was a motto from the bottom of his heart.

Another year has passed, and when I think of the panic when I was reborn, those struggles and gloom are far away and unreal.He was really grateful, grateful for this adventure, and also grateful to Meng Chilang.

And now that person said to him: Me too.

Whether it's this gratitude or happiness, or the sentence "I love you", he gave the same response.

Zhao Lingcheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly adjusted his expression, and quickly stepped forward to tease: "I said, what are you doing hiding by yourself, I can't even hear you when I shout, so you have a girlfriend."

"How about it, are you serious? When will you take it home?" He looked around and looked around, but he didn't find Ying Jie, so he felt a little embarrassed.Seeing him nodding his head, Zhao Lingcheng didn't care about the obstacle in communication between the two, and said cynically, "Hurry up, don't be snatched away."

He is really happy.

A regular program on the dinner table every year is to listen to the old man scolding himself. Originally, when Zhao Lingyu didn't join the company, those brothers and sisters who were a few years older than him took off their clothes one by one, so that his grandfather and father had to stare at him, and they must call him It's not okay to come back and take over the company.

It is precisely because of this that he wanders around the world 360 days a year without letting his family know his whereabouts.Unexpectedly, a year ago, his youngest brother took over this mess very well!

This made him very happy, because he didn't have Zhao Lingyu's talent in business, and seeing how satisfied his grandfather and father were, he was completely out of danger.

Now at the dinner table, what he can talk about is his marriage, and Zhao Lingyu, who has never even had a girlfriend, is at the bottom of the list.But seeing that Zhao Lingyu was about to leave the ranks of his comrades-in-arms, he, as an older brother, was surprised and even more happy.

Afterwards, the old man called Zhao Lingyu into the room before going to bed, and the two of them chatted. At the end, his grandfather said: "Go and see your mother. I heard that she is in better health recently. Ask your father about it." Meaning, if it’s nothing serious, the couple will hurry back and live with a group of foreign devils.”

Zhao Lingyu nodded in agreement.

It was his father who opened the door for him, and it was not surprising to hear that his mother was inconvenient to see him after she fell asleep.

His mother once suffered from postpartum depression when she gave birth to him, and she became emotionally unstable when she saw him. Later, the situation intensified and even committed self-harm.His grandfather was afraid that she would hurt Zhao Lingyu if she lost consciousness, so he took Zhao Lingyu to his side.

His mother's situation didn't get better because of this, and it gradually got better after being taken by his father to live abroad, unless he didn't come back during the New Year's Eve and the old man's birthday.

Because of this, the relationship between Zhao Lingyu and his parents is very weak.

His father found a topic and said a few words, which was very embarrassing. Apart from a few nods to answer, the son didn't make any extra moves.In the past, he still asked Ying Jie to relay some words, but now that Ying Jie was behind him, he had no chance to speak.His father also felt that his son had grown up in the past two years, and he talked less with him.

Zhao Lingyu didn't think he had any misfortune because of this, and he never imagined what would happen if he had the love of his parents, just like he wouldn't assume that he could speak.He is naturally indifferent, and he takes these feelings very lightly, and is not persistent.

In his narrow view of emotions, he always only likes or dislikes because of one person, and never embarrasses himself whether others value him or not.

His parents didn't stay long either, they went abroad after the first day of junior high school.Zhao Lingyu went to send the plane, and at this time Meng Chilang also got on the plane to Crane City.

During the time after the next year, Meng Chilang lived a lively life. He ate at the house of his seven aunts and eight aunts. These people who haven't seen him for many years and have forgotten their names and appearances have no sense of strangeness to him, just like when he was a child. Second love him.

What made him dumbfounded was that an old aunt even offered him a matchmaker. The girl turned a corner and could barely be called his cousin. She was only 19 years old.

After that, I went to Shencheng with my parents, walked around for a few days, and finally returned to Haicheng.

Meng Chilang slept in the dark, and barely woke up at lunch.

The house was quiet, so he went to the kitchen and saw that there was nothing but a little porridge left for him in the pot.He had no choice but to do it himself, cracked an egg and fried it.

"Son, I'm willing to wake up."

His mother appeared from nowhere, and came to help, "You are a real kid, Ling Yu has come to our house early, you have the nerve to sleep until now."

Meng Chilang immediately asked, "He's gone?"

"No, I was taken to the study by your father to play chess."

"I'll go and see, Mom, call me when you're done."

"Hey, you child, how long can fried eggs last, don't you eat before leaving?"

Meng Chilang didn't listen carefully. At this moment, he took three steps and one step at a time, and he had already reached the door of the study.Opening the door and looking, sure enough, the straight person sitting in front of his father is not Zhao Lingyu!

When Zhao Lingyu saw him, the smile in his eyes deepened, and Meng Chilang ran over in a few steps.

Ate?

"Well, not yet, wait a moment." He smiled and put his elbow on Zhao Lingyu's shoulder, looked at the chessboard, and said bluntly, "Dad, did you lose?"

His father glared at him angrily: "Watch the chess without saying a word, watch it for yourself."

How could he know that? He is really not very good at this level of cultural essence, so he said to Zhao Lingyu: "Don't let him, I used to play with him, and every time I was called stupid."

Zhao Lingyu nodded with a smile.

Father Meng is already saying: "Your IQ who can only play flying chess, you are not allowed to tell the truth, right?"

"What's wrong with flying chess? Dad, if I'm stupid, you'll have to take full responsibility. Excuse me." Meng Chilang replied with one sentence. In fact, it's been many years since I played chess with his father. The father and son argued. It looks very serious.

Don't think that Zhao Lingyu is an outsider, you will tell Meng's mother who brought breakfast to you, and you will feel speechless.

"Look at what you say, let's forget about sleeping until now, but your mother will serve you for a meal!" Father Meng was stern when he said this, and he was really dissatisfied.

Meng Chilang didn't reply this time, and thanked his mother sweetly, then sat aside and started eating.

After such a short time, his mother made him a refreshing side dish in addition to fried eggs, which made him enjoy himself.

"Eat less, it's time for lunch later."

After Meng's mother confessed, she sat down in her original seat and continued to interpret Zhao Lingyu for Meng's father.After a while, his mother got up and planned to cook, and by the way, she pulled her idle son to help.

After playing this chess all morning, Meng Hui could only say that Xiaosheng had won twice, and now his competitive spirit was aroused, and he had a great time playing with Zhao Lingyu, and he was not happy after being called down to eat.

While praising Zhao Lingyu's calm and calm chess style, he said that he continued after eating.

Meng Chilang said, "Dad, you are endless." He dragged Zhao Lingyu to the bathroom on the first floor to wash his hands, saw his father go to the kitchen, and was hugged tightly by Zhao Lingyu when he turned around.

This hug was very short, Zhao Lingyu held his hand and was not willing to let go, his eyes were fixed on him for a moment, and Meng Chilang, who he thought he was used to, even blushed a little.

"Don't make trouble with me." He still remembered that he was at home, and his parents could clearly hear their talking and laughing.

Meng's mother went straight to pick up vegetables in Zhao Lingyu's bowl, and never stopped praising him, even saying a few insults to her son, even Meng Chilang felt a sense of pride when she heard it.

It wasn't until his mother saw that he didn't eat much that she remembered to put a chopstick on her son: "I told you to eat less before." Then she said: "Eat more, these dishes are all cooked in the morning. What Yu brought here is not allowed to be wasted."

Meng Chilang laughed as soon as he heard it, "You gave it as a gift? This is special. I've seen someone who delivers wine and melatonin, but I haven't seen someone who delivers food. It's ingenious, ingenious!"

He said two ingenious words in a row, and laughed shamelessly.

Meng's mother secretly kicked him under the table, "What nonsense are you talking about?" She didn't realize that she kicked Zhao Lingyu's foot, she was so strong that Meng Chilang's legs trembled.He lowered his head for a glance, and silently took back his leg that was dallying around Zhao Lingyu in private, and obediently put on his shoes again, not daring to pinch Zhao Lingyu's calf.

The man is peaceful, but he has a hard time holding back his smile, which only makes his mother check whether he kicked too hard.

The dining table was full of warmth, and it was not until Meng Chilang rashly spilled soup on Zhao Lingyu's lap that he was forced to stop.

"Mom, don't talk about me, I'm sorry, I'll take him up to change clothes." In a place where the couple didn't see, the scolded son gave Zhao Lingyu a color.

"The bigger the child, the more shapeless he is. He's not as good as Ling Yu at all."

"It's not a big deal, don't be angry, you haven't eaten much yet, eat some with me..."

Until the door blocked the couple's voices, only the rough breathing and the scalp-numbing sound of sucking and churning remained.

After a while, the two reluctantly parted.

Zhao Lingyu touched his waist, smiled lightly and said: I'm fat.

"Is there?" Meng Chilang hugged him, "I've eaten too much these days. You seem to have lost weight." When he found this, he immediately stretched out his hand to measure Zhao Lingyu's waistline, and even a slight change couldn't escape his feeling .

"You really lost weight, are you so busy?" He raised his head, concerned.

Zhao Lingyu shook his head, a few simple words, his smile and worry were enough to make him feel warm.