【Langlang Nails】Two days before the divorce

The essence of human beings is really fragrant.

The essence of Zhang Zhehan is that he has to be really fragrant.

That night, Zhang Zhehan didn't know that his always sensible mother had fully joined the Gong family's team.

"Ah Han, do you still remember our old house in Jiangxi? It will be demolished in March next year." His mother took his hand and said, "The demolition fee will be divided according to the household registration. When the time comes, more people will get more money." .”

"How much money can there be, Mom, forget it."

His mother stretched out her hand to count for him.

Zhang Zhehan fell silent all of a sudden, and after a long silence, he said: "Forget it, what I can earn, if this drama becomes popular, let alone a share..."

"I'm afraid of you saying that."

His mother sighed slowly, saying that she just didn't want to see you working so hard for money and acting.

"Ah Han, do you know how hard it is for Mom to hear you say 'if this drama becomes popular' every time?"

"Looking at you, you have endured hardships and hardships in this industry for ten years, and you have to tell mom that you are supporting yourself like this, what will you do when you get old? Who can take care of you when mom is gone..."

"Mom!" Zhang Zhehan hurried to hold his mother's hand. He said, don't talk nonsense, I am in good health, and you will live a long life. Don't worry about me. Live well.

"Since you were young, mom has been strict with you. You have to do everything well, and you can't be worse than others. At this age, mom really regrets it." His mother didn't care what he said, she just lowered her head and wiped her tears, "Ah Han , you will be [-] soon, running around filming, going to the hospital again and again, and almost dying when you made that movie the year before last... No one is by your side to take care of you, mom can't sleep well every night Do you know? I always think about what dangerous work you are doing, whether you have enough food, whether you are injured, whether you are sick..."

Whether it is Zhang Zhehan or his mother, it has never been the temperament to separate such words of concern from each other.

His parents divorced when he was a teenager, and his mother who raised him alone has always demanded him with high standards, and he can't relax in culture or art classes.

The relationship between mother and child in adolescence is not close. The oppressed teenagers just feel out of breath. Countless nights when they can't sleep and don't want to wake up. Enjoying his youth happily, but he has to carry such a heavy expectation and move forward.

Later, growing up all the way, I got used to hiding all the pain in my heart, and understood my mother's painstaking efforts and paranoia, but I still couldn't let go of the gap between my heart-to-heart relationship with my closest relatives.

That night when he heard Gong Jun talk about the outrageous bet between Gong Jun and Gong Jun, he felt a flash of envy in his heart.

I envy this person's family atmosphere so peaceful that it is almost childish. Only such a family can raise Gong Jun who knows how to be silly all day long.

Now nearly 30 years old, Zhang Zhehan looked down at his mother.

That woman, who was considered tall when she was a teenager, always had such a serious and indifferent face.Wearing glasses, flipping through his test papers to find wrong questions, standing in the shade of a tree watching him after class and sending him to interest classes, buried under the lamp to help him look up the application materials of colleges and universities one by one... always said to him in a loud voice, Ah Han, you are not doing well enough, you have to work harder and put more effort into it.

Later, he really became an actor, and every time he made a movie, his mother would recommend it to relatives and friends, post advertisements one after another in the circle of friends, those movies that were so vague that no one would watch them, but his mother held them as treasures, It is said over and over again that the performance is good, one is better than the other.His mother, who had never shed tears in front of him for decades, cried until he sat paralyzed outside the operating room when his life was hanging by a thread during filming. She could only say one sentence——Ah Han, we will stop acting, let’s go home.

"Last night, Gong Jun's mother told me a lot, and I also talked to Gong Jun for a long time. That child is a good person, a good family, he can take care of others, and he happens to like you."

"Mom really doesn't have any wishes, and I haven't urged you about your relationship for so many years. Last night, I chatted with Gong Jun's mother for most of the night. Really, only mothers can understand each other's hearts... Ah Han, Mom just hopes You find someone who can take care of you and accompany you before you turn 30, and you just happen to meet such a person, Ah Han, you should cherish it."

Zhang Zhehan looked at the white hair mixed with his mother's hair, and his mood was complicated for a moment. He cleared his throat and did not correct the ironic misunderstanding and coincidence.

He said that I know Mom, so I will try it, at least get the demolition money first.

He said Mom, I promise you, if I don't earn that money, I'll just sit and wait, okay.

When Zhang Zhehan knocked on the door of Gong Jun's room that night, his eyes were still red, and when the man opened the door, he hurriedly rubbed his face to wake himself up.

"Ms. Zhang hasn't slept yet, are you ready?"

The man also looked full of energy in the middle of the night, and he was completely different from Gong Jun who was so exhausted filming under the sun during the day. As soon as he opened the door, he grinned defenselessly at Zhang Zhehan.

The warm light in the room shrouded the man's short-cut hair. The tall, broad-shouldered man was obviously only one year younger than himself, but he looked like a big boy who had just graduated. The clarity and warmth of Zhang Zhehan made the sour mood that Zhang Zhehan had withdrawn from years of memories softer and more fragile.

In front of his mother, he always wanted to act as a mature son, and the tears on the edge of the embankment were supported by that bit of adult decency and sense of responsibility, and he insisted not to fall.

All his grievances and patience, the self-esteem and inferiority hidden in the bottom of his heart, he has been carrying it well for so many years, but tonight was opened by his mother's tears, and all the pain and bitterness of his youth flowed out. The world's smallest sea, but he was trapped in the middle.

"What's wrong with you?" Gong Jun saw that Zhang Zhehan's mood was not right, he hurriedly came up and apologized, he said that he was really sorry for Mr. Zhang, this matter was all caused by me, and I will deal with it, you must don't feel bad...

Gong Jun didn't know where to put his hand.

If it was a brother, he would have stretched out his hand to embrace someone in his arms and patted him vigorously when he saw whether someone was going to cry or not.

But this was Zhang Zhehan, the person who almost went to the household registration book with him for some reason, and Gong Jun, who had always been straightforward, became at a loss, and flapped his hands in the short distance between him and him.

It was Zhang Zhehan who stepped forward first, raised his arms and hugged him in an extremely straight and straight man's way.

But the man buried his head in his neck and did not lift it up, gasping softly to relieve his emotions.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gong Jun's hand fell on the man's butterfly bone, like stroking a kitten, cherishing and gentle, "I teased you last night, I really don't want anyone to tie you up." Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, this person breaks the law, I also think I can become good brothers with you instead of..."

"I am willing." The man pressed his forehead against his shoulder.

"Gong Jun, marry me." Zhang Zhehan paused and said, "I took the time to get the certificate these few days."

Now it was Gong Junren's turn to be stupid, he put his hand on Zhang Zhehan's back, and said, "Huh?"

"I will leave after the demolition of my hometown in March next year, and half of the demolition money will be shared with you."

Gong Jun wanted to laugh a little. Hearing the man who had always been a tough guy say this in a crying voice, it was still on the occasion of a "marriage proposal".

He thought about what Zhang Zhehan's mother had said to him the night before, and he thought that he should understand the reason why Zhang Zhehan agreed to this ridiculous marriage.

But he didn't ask any more questions, he just raised his hand and stroked the man's half-length hair.

"Okay, that's it."