Dedicated to the silly little white artist

110

After Mr. Bai left with Zheng He, another small family meeting was organized in the Zheng family.

Mother Zheng wiped her tears for a long time, and asked Sister Zheng: "Then you let Zheng He go like this?"

"It's not like you don't know my brother's temper," Sister Zheng said, "And how old is my brother, the more you refute, the more he feels that what he is doing is right. Let's see, you can't say for sure. When did the two break up? We can’t have a separation with him. Mom, you are doing it for my brother’s own good. We all know this, but we really don’t pay much attention to Ah He these years. At this time, you are standing up to refute him It’s definitely not possible.” Sister Zheng’s analysis was correct.

Father Zheng also nodded, and said, "I think what Xin Ming said is right, we have to deal with this kind of thing a little bit, look at you, the two children didn't say anything, you just poured water on him, can Ahe Aren't you angry with us?"

Mama Zheng nodded and said nothing.

Sister Zheng turned on the old computer at home, searched for information about homosexuality on the Internet, and said: "Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win every battle. Mom, please check with me about this, maybe you can find something that will make my brother better." way."

Father Zheng hurriedly said: "Then I'll help you find it too, and I'll go to the library in a while."

"I don't need you." Zheng's mother said: "You can live with your new wife. My son is mine and has nothing to do with you."

"Look at what you said," Zheng's father said, "Ah He is your son, not mine? I have really treated him badly these years."

When Zheng's mother heard this, she remembered that she had deliberately put off work and planned to rest at home, and sighed.

110 one

The conversation is divided into two parts, Mr. Bai and Zheng He are on the plane at this time.

Zheng He really never thought that one day he would live the life of a local tyrant who was still on the side of country C just now, and then ran to the other side of the ocean in the afternoon.

He glanced at Mr. Bai who was wearing a blindfold to sleep, pushed him, and asked, "Are you asleep?"

Mr. Bai opened his eyes and asked, "Well, not yet, what's the matter?"

"Where are we going to buy a ring later?" Zheng He was a little uneasy.

"I don't know," Mr. Bai thought for a while, and said, "I'll call Edward later, I remember he seems to have a custom-made shop, go to his place."

The middle-aged secretary behind him said: "Do you want to go to country A? Then let's handle the business by the way."

"What is the official business of country A?" Mr. Bai obviously didn't remember.

"You bought some securities there before you came to country C. It should have appreciated a lot in such a long time. Your accountant mentioned it once or twice, but because you have never been to country A, the company has been handling those securities. "

It was only after being reminded by the middle-aged secretary that Mr. Bai remembered these things, and he said, "I suddenly remembered that there was another... um, I can't remember, it was the tie I brought over to you last time, baby. "

Zheng He said: "Is it the one that looks particularly idiotic?"

The corner of Mr. Bai's mouth twitched, and he said, "That's it."

The middle-aged secretary said empathetically, "Do you want to have your wedding suit custom-made in that store?"

Mr. Bai nodded and said, "Well, I'll leave this to you."

After temporarily discussing the work, Zheng He watched the middle-aged secretary put on the earphones and continued to work, and then said: "I suddenly feel that I have married an extraordinary person."

"How do you say it?" Mr. Bai is obviously still struggling with the color of the tie he specially chose, and Zheng He called it "pink but not a few" and "soil turtle", which is a bit hard to let go.

"Analyzed from many things." After Zheng He finished speaking, he suddenly realized, and asked, "Have you been married once?"

Mr. Bai nodded hesitantly, as if he was afraid of Zheng He's anger, and quickly added: "But I don't have any relationship with my ex-wife, and you know it."

Zheng He actually didn't care about this issue at all, because he didn't know Mr. Bai at that time, and Mr. Bai didn't know that Zheng He existed in this world. Everyone's life is independent and complete. I used my own eyes to see him in the past, and accepted him and should accept his past, but when he saw the embarrassment on Mr. Bai's face, he became interested in teasing him, and pretended to say: "I don't Know."

Mr. Bai was a little anxious, but he remained calm and said, "It's written in the book."

"I didn't look at it." Zheng He said.

Mr. Bai frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I didn't bring that book out. After I go back with you, I'll show you the plot. I really don't have any feelings for her, baby Trust me."

Zheng He couldn't hold it back for a long time, he burst into laughter, and said, "You really believe what I said, that's enough, what I want to ask is the wedding process, you should know it?"

Mr. Bai shook his head, guessing in his heart whether Zheng He was really not angry or pretended to wait for Qiu Hou to settle the score, and said with a relatively neutral attitude: "I don't know, I didn't show up on the day of Soul Power."

"Huh? Then you left the bride there?" Zheng He was surprised.

Mr. Bai said: "She didn't come either. She was traveling with her boyfriend at that time, so I didn't go either."

Zheng He imagined the faces of other people at that time, and felt all kinds of sympathy for a while. He still feels a little illusory and at ease, as if these things have already taken root in his heart, sooner or later. , as long as the person is right, there is no problem.

110 two

When we arrived in country A, the middle-aged secretary waved goodbye to the bodyguard and Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai took Zheng He's hand and didn't give them a look. Instead, Zheng He changed his mobile phone card and told them when he would go back to the airport. , and said a few polite words of exhortation.

Mr. Bai said with some taste: "You have never treated me so well."

"Oh," Zheng He smiled, and asked, "What have I done to you, all I have to do is hold up a sign every day that says: I love Lao Bai, and you are still not satisfied."

"Not satisfied," Mr. Bai said with a stinky face, "I am not satisfied at all, you should only have me in your eyes."

"Okay, okay," Zheng He coaxed, "Tomorrow I'll give myself a pair of glasses and put your photo on it, and then I'll look at it 24 hours a day, okay?"

Mr. Bai was coaxed by Zheng He and said with a smile, "Then you will be blind."

Zheng He spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Who makes a jealous bun like letting me watch him every day, I can only do as I wish."

"Okay," Mr. Bai said, "I'll help you with everything from now on. I'll hold you wherever you want to go, and let you listen to the voices if you want to see anything. I'll try to let you have nothing but my eyes I can’t see it, and I don’t feel uncomfortable.”

Zheng He laughed and asked, "Are you really serious?"

Mr. Bai said: "Of course, I will take everything you say seriously."

Zheng He shrugged and said, "I forgot to ask, where should the two of us go?" He turned his head and looked at the airport surrounded by foreigners.

"The car should be waiting outside." Mr. Bai said.

"What car?" Zheng He asked.

"The car sent by the company," Mr. Bai said, "White's family has my shares, so they are quite thoughtful about these things."

"That's great." Zheng He said: "It will save us trouble, let's go."

Mr. Bai kissed the back of Zheng He's hand and asked, "Baby, do you really want to see your and my wedding rings earlier?"

Zheng He felt that Mr. Bai had turned on the girl mode, so he followed his understanding and said: "Yes, this ring is a symbol of you and your life, just choose one that is pleasing to the eye, oh, by the way, I don't like big diamonds. kind of."

Mr. Bai slightly bent his eyes, smiled very handsomely, and said: "Okay, do as you like, as long as you like, I will feel very good."

Zheng He sighed more than once that Mr. Bai looks so good-looking. Seeing how happy he was smiling, he held his face and kissed him hard on his lips, making a crisp 'pop' sound, and said: "Mr. It's so kind of you."

Bai En was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head away.

Zheng He poked his head to look, and then snickered.

...the face is red.

110 three

The shop is located in a small corner of a busy street. The door of the shop looks very old. When Zheng He opened the door, he could feel that the wooden handle in his hand had been rubbed very roundly over the years.

Inside the store stood a middle-aged man with a white wavy wig specially used by judges in movies. He asked in a very English-sounding voice. He nodded when he saw Mr. Bai showing his membership card, and took out a book. , with various rings worn on people's hands pasted inside, Mr. Bai sat beside Zheng He and said: "This is the ring they made for the guests, first you can see which one you like better, They look at your taste and make recommendations based on what you like."

"It sounds really human." Zheng He said with a smile, opened the photo album in his hand, read a few pages carefully, and said, "This one is better."

Although the middle-aged man next to him couldn't understand what Zheng He was talking about, he could guess one or two based on his experience. He asked, "Don't you need to read them all before choosing?"

Zheng He shook his head, he would never be troubled by these problems, he can believe that as long as he finds this is good, then even if he reads all of them, he will still choose it when he chooses again.

"Just look for it according to this." Mr. Bai closed the album and handed it to the middle-aged man, not forgetting to say to Zheng He: "The one in your photo looks good to me."

Zheng He was a little excited, looked at Mr. Bai with bright eyes, and said, "Your English is really good."

"Thank you," Mr. Bai pretended a little in a modest tone: "I can also speak French and German, and Japanese and Chinese are not counted as my mother tongue...Your man is still very versatile."

"But you can't sing." Zheng He pointed out Mr. Bai's weakness and said, "I guess right?"

Mr. Bai shut up.

He can't sing there, he can't sing at all, the high pitch can't go up, and the low pitch can't go down. Facts have proved that a good voice and a good singing are two completely different situations.

"It's okay." Zheng He patted Mr. Bai on the shoulder and said, "You can't sing, I can do it."

Mr. Bai glanced at Zheng He faintly, and said, "I don't know how to paint, play the piano, fight skills, appreciate cultural relics yet."

Zheng He:"……"

Mr. Bai raised the corner of his mouth and issued an ultimatum: "Are you sure you want to learn?"

Zheng He coughed a few times, and said, "Well, let's just leave it like this, it's useless to learn so much, isn't it, hahahaha."

The conversation ended with Zheng He's dry smile and Mr. Bai's inscrutable.

110 four

In the end, Zheng He really chose a ring without diamonds. When paying the deposit, Zheng He glanced at the string of zeros on it and almost bit his tongue.

After signing the check, Mr. Bai grabbed Zheng He's head and said, "I paid in pounds."

Zheng He asked dumbfounded: "Mr. Bai, how much money do you have?"

Mr. Bai thought for a while, and said: "If you ask me, I can't answer. I don't count every day, but it's enough to support you."

Zheng He nodded, and said: "Isn't that enough? Your ring is enough to buy several of me. Mr. Bai, my three views will be destroyed by you!" He grabbed Mr. Bai's arm and hugged Mr. Bai Let go.

Mr. Bai dragged Zheng He out of the shop, and said slowly, "It's fine to destroy it, I like the process of remodeling."

"Mr. Bai, don't you blush when you say this?" Zheng He asked.

"No." Mr. Bai smiled strangely.

Zheng He rubbed Mr. Bai's face with his paws, and said, "Why do I think you look better the more I look at you? Did you secretly go to Korea for plastic surgery while I wasn't paying attention? Hey, is your nose raised?"

Mr. Bai patted Zheng He's hand and said, "If you want to have plastic surgery, you have to transform that place. First, you must ensure your happiness for the rest of your life, right?"

Even if Zheng He is so thick-skinned, hearing such shameless words does not make his heart flutter, and he said: "Then let's go quickly, it is best to suck liposuction or something on your abdominal muscles, and then dye it for you." Vietnamese dyed and blown hair, a gold ring in the left hand and an Apple computer in the right hand, and a punk leather jacket, Mr. Bai, you will definitely return [-]% of your time when you come back like this.”

Mr. Bai squeezed Zheng He's face, put his head against his head, and said with a smile: "So you like this type, okay, how about I change the shape as you said tomorrow? By the way, I will change my hair It was cut."

Zheng He's eyes widened: "I'm just kidding, don't really do that, bury your face so much."

"I'm already 29." Mr. Bai pinched Zheng He's face again, and said, "It won't look good in a few years."

"Who said that?" Zheng He gave Mr. Bai a kiss: "My man looks handsome no matter what, and he is still a flower at seventy or eighty."

"I'm not a flower." Mr. Bai said a little tangled.

"It doesn't matter if it's not a flower, we can be whatever you want to be." Zheng He said.

"Forget it, this is just a metaphor." Before Zheng He could say anything, Mr. Bai thought about it, and said, "Am I really good in your eyes?"

Zheng He said honestly: "I saw you in the crowd for the first time at that time." Although this was true, he felt hypocritical after speaking, and after thinking about it, he added: "If you didn't grow up so long Zhang Lian, when you pushed me into bed that night, I would rather die than obey."

Mr. Bai frowned, and automatically ignored Zheng He's words, remembering that Zheng He had kissed himself just now, so he kissed Zheng He, and asked, "Then what are you?" Zheng He's words in the sentence imply that Zheng He is like a green leaf or sunshine.

The girl's heart doesn't explain.

then.

Zheng He said with a smile: "I am that piece of cow dung under you."

Mr. Bai: "..."

For some reason, Mr. Bai suddenly felt that the romantic atmosphere died instantly because of this sentence.