play tricks

"I will never have any complaints against my father in my life, except for the issue of his nickname for me... Maybe it should be said that it is fortunate that my first name was given by my grandfather who has passed away." - "My journal""

Probably since the third grade of elementary school, or even earlier, Chen Xiuyuan has never grabbed someone's arm and acted like a baby.But he has finally eaten the bitter fruit of being self-reliant too early, because he has not used it for many years, and his skills have obviously been exhausted.So much so that Zhao Ziwen was tortured all the way, but after all, he couldn't let Zhao Ziwen let go.

So the two of them took notes in the police station—the hero took care of them. Although the backbone of the bureau had gone out because of an unexpected incident, the two young policemen who took notes for them were still very polite and kind. ——He went home honestly.

However, on the way back, Chen Xiuyuan stopped acting coquettishly, but also became a little wilted.This time, Zhao Ziwen didn't seem to see it, he didn't even send a caring greeting or flattery.Until the two of them got home and got out of the car, if it wasn't for a special incident on the first floor, then probably when they went upstairs, the atmosphere between the two of them was still extremely dull.

"Wenwen! Don't continue to be self-willed, okay? I've already made so many concessions, what do you want? Xiao Fei still needs a father, and you can't continue to make trouble like this for the sake of your daughter!" Blue shirt Hei Xi The trousers, the belt on the waist, and the watch on the wrist are not street goods. He is about 1.7 meters tall, with a thin body and looks handsome. This one is standing in the aisle on the first floor, at the door of 103, blocking the top of the road The man who opened the door and screamed in distress, at least on the surface, should be classified as tall, handsome and rich.

"Get out! Get out! Get out..." Listening to the voice, the one holding the door in the other direction, crying hysterically should be Xue Yawen, one of the three women who live in 103 - 103 lives in 50 Many years old Aunt Zhang (grandmother), mother Xue Yawen and two-year-old little girl Xiao Feifei are three people, because Aunt Zhang and Xue Yawen often take Xiao Feifei to play downstairs.Residents in the building can often see them when they go in and out, so even Zhao Xiwen, who has only lived here for a few days, knows them.

"Xiao Chen, why don't we go to the supermarket first, I remember you said that there is no soy sauce at home." Chen Xiuyuan walked behind Zhao Xiwen, just walking forward, he was pulled by the arm, and then Zhao Xiwen Wen whispered in his ear.

"If you want soy sauce, you can borrow some soy sauce from Sister Yaya's house. You don't need to fight." Chen Xiuyuan shook his head, but in the end he still turned sideways, squeezed past Zhao Xiwen in the narrow corridor, walked over and took a picture of the traffic jam. The reluctant Gaoshuaifu shouldered the door and pulled him back, "Sister Yaya, I'm out of soy sauce at home, lend me some."

"Okay, you wait." Xue Yawen was originally a beautiful girl, but now she looks disheveled, her eyes are red and swollen, but she has lost the slightest charm. Chen Xiuyuan suddenly stood up and startled her at first, but then It was a smile, wiped the tears on his face and went into the house.

"Wenwen! Wenwen! Who are you?" The reluctant version of Gao Shuaifu who was dragged away by Chen Xiuyuan saw Xue Yawen go, tiptoed and yelled twice, and then began to raise eyebrows at Chen Xiuyuan up.

"Neighbor, friend."

The reluctant version took two deep breaths: "My friend, you probably misunderstood. This is a quarrel between our husband and wife. Please don't intervene without knowing anything."

"Ex-husband."

"what?"

"Ex-husband, barely better than a stranger."

"you……"

"Yuanyuan, your soy sauce just happened to be bought at home last time. These two bags have not been opened and poured into the bottle." Xue Yawen came back and handed out two bags of soy sauce.

"Wenwen, who is this man? You are my wife! Feifei can only have one father like me! Wenwen! Wenwen!" Stretched her neck and shouted, but it seemed that Chen Xiuyuan was obviously taller than him Not much, not much, but it just blocked the door tightly, and he couldn't touch the door of 103 again.

"Thank you, Sister Yaya." Chen Xiuyuan smiled at Xue Yawen, Xue Yawen smiled back at him: "I thank you, come to my house next time if you want to eat."

"Sister Yaya, close the door quickly." Xue Yawen nodded and closed the door, listening to her lock the door, Chen Xiuyuan stepped aside.

"Wenwen! Wenwen! Wenwen is my wife, let me tell you, if you dare to do anything, I will make you unable to bear it and walk around!" Reluctantly patted on the door for a long time, but there was no echo inside, he When I turned my head, Chen Xiuyuan and Zhao Ziwen had already started to go upstairs.He stood at the bottom of the stairs and yelled harsh words, then straightened his clothes and left.

Of course, Zhao Wenwen would not care about such self-righteous and cruel words, but as for what he cares about...

"Xiao Chen...what did the neighbor call you just now? Yuanyuan?"

"..." Chen Xiuyuan was silent.

"Did I hear it wrong? Xiao Chen, although I don't have the ability to tell the truth from the fake, you can't lie to me."

"Hmm..." Chen Xiuyuan answered vaguely.

"what?"

"I said...'um'! It's Yuanyuan!" Chen Xiuyuan gave Zhao Ziwen a sideways look.

Zhao Wenwen raised his eyebrows, his expression became weird: "Your nickname?"

"Yeah." Chen Xiuyuan sighed, since he has already recruited, there is no need to hide it at all, "Actually... my earliest nickname was just Yuanyuan. But... I looked like a little girl when I was young, A lot of people misunderstood it, and my dad felt that since everyone was called Yuanyuan, he wouldn't bother to correct it, so the name came down that way."

In other words, he doesn't care about gossip, partly because of his personality, but partly because of his nickname...

Zhao Ziwen's expression became even weirder: "What are you correcting, Yuanyuan is very nice, very nice, quite masculine, and quite in line with your temperament."

"BOSS..." If Zhao Ziwen's expression wasn't so grinning and grinning, maybe Chen Xiuyuan still believed in the authenticity of his words.

"Then, that sister Yaya who calls you by nickname is your childhood sweetheart? No wonder you went to help her."

"Yes. Aunt Zhang and Sister Yaya, they helped me a lot when my dad just passed by." Chen Xiuyuan nodded first, and then added, which meant that they were not just childhood sweethearts.

"Oh... But it seems that her husband and she have some misunderstandings, Yuanyuan, as the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than one marriage. Returning to the old is good, so it’s better to let people let nature take its course.”

The two just walked to the door of the house at this time, Chen Xiuyuan froze for a moment when he heard what Zhao Wenwen said, but after all, it was the gate, so some things were hard to say.So it was only for a moment that Chen Xiuyuan opened the door and entered the room with Zhao Xiwen.

"Boss, do you know why that man divorced Sister Yaya?"

"do not know."

"Because she gave birth to a daughter."

"..." Zhao Xiwen was stunned for a moment, he was still waiting for Chen Xiuyuan to say other reasons, but in the end there was only this one, "What year is this?"

"When my father passed away, it happened to be the time when Sister Yaya got divorced. At that time, Sister Yaya and Aunt Zhang were having trouble at home, but they still helped me... I also overheard Sister Yaya crying, I only found out after Aunt Zhang persuaded me."

"There must be some misunderstanding."

"Do you know why this man is looking for Sister Yaya now?" Chen Xiuyuan asked again, Zhao Xiwen of course still shook his head, "Because he's 'not good', even if he took the little blue pill, he had a heart attack, His thing can't be hard anymore. And it's my doing."

"..."

"I thought it was unbelievable at the time, so I went to the man's house to 'see' it. What I didn't expect was that the other party had already prepared a fellow villager, and the one who supported him the most was his mother who worked in the Women's Federation. "Before that day, the so-called "preferring boys over girls" was just an idiom for Chen Xiuyuan, and since Xue Yawen's mother and daughter helped her a lot when she was at her lowest point, let the reluctant version of Gao Shuai Fu He His mother would never get what he wanted the most, which was the only reward Chen Xiuyuan could give at that time.

"Yuanyuan, good job."

"Boss, don't you think you should tell me your nickname?"

"Hahaha~~Xiao Chen, I'm hungry, let's cook."

"Boss..."

"Or I can cook, don't you say you like my noodles?"

"BOSS!"

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

Zhao Ziwen turned his head, Chen Xiuyuan looked at him, but was discouraged instead, he waved his hand and said: "It's okay, boss, you go and cook the noodles." After speaking, he went to lie on his bed alone. caught.

Originally, Zhao Ziwen didn't let go of his life and death, which already made him depressed enough.When he got home and saw the incident between Xue Yawen and her ex-husband again, Chen Xiuyuan became even more depressed when he touched the scene.

Of course, what makes him depressed is definitely not the question of whether the child is a boy or a girl. After all, the two of them will not even have children~ What makes him depressed is that the husband and wife must have had a time when they were in love with each other Yes, but who knows when, for what reason—maybe even some very ridiculous reasons, the friendship that was once a thing of the past...

Chen Xiuyuan suddenly felt very, very insecure...

"Yuanyuan?" Zhao Wenwen suddenly sat by his bed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Chen Xiuyuan opened one eye and responded weakly.

Zhao Ziwen looked down at her, and Chen Xiuyuan saw sincere worry in his eyes, as well as a helpless apology: "I won't tease you. Xiao Chen, I have never been a courageous person. That day I Holding your hand is probably the most exciting thing I've ever done in my life."

"Including those damn things?"

"Uh...you are the main meal. Those are probably not even a side dish, but dessert at most. Listen to me and don't interrupt me." Zhao Xiwen smiled and stretched out his hand to trace his eyebrows, "I He is a person who is not very courageous. I like you very much now, and I like to deal with these messy things with you now. They are all kind of dangerous, a little...beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but safe——I always I know very clearly that nothing will happen to me. To you now, I can naturally say that I like it, and even say...love...you can be sure that I am telling the truth, right? "

"En." Chen Xiuyuan regained his energy a little, sat up, put his arms around Zhao Wenwen, and rested his forehead on his shoulder.

"I also want to say to you, 'Whether you are a god or a demon, I will never leave you'. But... I am 32 years old, not 23 years old. Although I am not a cold-blooded animal, I am absolutely It's not that once the blood boils, you don't care about the age of rushing forward. When you said that to me, I was really scared. I can't confirm if you became such an existence, would I love it at that time? You...and if I lied to you, would you be even more upset?"

"BOSS..." Although there was still no definite answer, Chen Xiuyuan was unexpectedly relieved when he heard what Zhao Wenwen said. It turned out that although he himself thought "it's good to have a lie", in fact, he What is really longed for is truth and honesty.

So is that the difference between 19 and 32?The generation gap between adults and children...

Chen Xiuyuan hugged him even tighter, and rubbed his nose against Zhao Ziwen's neck. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Zhao Wenwen had unbuttoned his belt, and then... He took off the belt and threw it on the ground.

"Xiao Chen, do you want to do it?" Zhao Ziwen turned his head and kissed Chen Xiuyuan's forehead lightly. When Chen Xiuyuan raised his head, his kiss was naturally imprinted on his lips.

"Is it okay, Boss?" Chen Xiuyuan asked, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and both hands began to move downward.

"I'm not fully healed yet, just...cough!" Zhao Wenwen coughed to cover up, but stuffed a tube of ointment into Chen Xiuyuan's hand.

"Boss..."

"Ok?"

"You are also my big meal..."