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The two rested in the hotel for a while before going out.

Xie Nanqing visited Zhuo Cheng's mother's cemetery last time, but the two times were in two completely different states.

For the first time, Zhuo Cheng brought him the illusion of "going home to worship his mother" to confuse Zhuo Ji, and even kept him in the dark.There were no distracting thoughts this time, just the normal process of meeting parents before registration.

In just a few months, it can be said that the world is unpredictable.

Xie Nanqing thought about it all the way, and when the car stopped at the gate of the cemetery, he suddenly came back to his senses, his heart beating wildly.

Zhuo Cheng got out of the car first, handed Xie Nanqing a pot of plain lilies, deliberately pretended not to see the nervousness on Xie Nanqing's face, led someone to register at the door, and walked inside.

The sun came out today, and a large area of ​​trees was warmly illuminated. Even Xie Nanqing felt that those people who were permanently engraved on the black tombstone became amiable.

It was the second time Xie Nanqing came to find out that the cemetery where Zhuo Cheng's mother was located was not the kind of private cemetery that the rich like to hide and manage well, but an ordinary cemetery. The environment is quiet, and there is no benefit——

For example, Xie Nanqing saw a handful of white roses with water drops in front of Zhuo Cheng's mother's grave.

Xie Nanqing subconsciously went to look at Zhuo Cheng, there was no joy or anger on the other person's face, he just calmly picked up the bouquet of roses from in front of him and threw it aside, then took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the tombstone in front of the young woman. It was clean, as if the bouquet of white roses carried deadly germs.

"Mom, Xie Nanqing and I came to see you," Zhuo Cheng said.

Xie Nan Qingfu was so heartbroken that he quickly put the pot of lilies in front of the tombstone in his hands, and suddenly called out, "Mom, I'm here to see you."

There was silence in the air for two seconds.

Zhuo Cheng, "Pfft."

Xie Nanqing was ashamed to death, "Don't laugh!"

The gloom covering Zhuo Cheng's face was swept away, he laughed in a low voice for a while, and then suppressed his laughter under Xie Nanqing's stare.

"Cough cough," he pretended to cough twice, apologized to Xie Nanqing, then stretched out his hand to take his cold hand tucked into his sleeve, and told him solemnly, "You're right, indeed What should it be called?"

Xie Nanqing was taken aback by his extremely sure tone, and after being stunned for two seconds, Zhuo Cheng had already started talking about other things.

"...He is the silly assistant I told you about last time, but now he is my boyfriend, and I plan to be with him in the future..."

Xie Nanqing looked at Zhuo Cheng's softened side face, and finally swallowed back the words that contradicted him.

Zhuo Cheng told him before that when he was young, he made a promise with his mother that when he finds the person who decides to form a family in the future, he will bring it to her for a look. cash.

After waiting for Zhuo Chengxu to finish talking, Xie Nanqing looked at the young woman on the tombstone and said seriously, "I will definitely take good care of him in the future..."

Zhuo Cheng laughed disdainfully beside him, "You said it the wrong way."

Xie Nanqing continued solemnly, "Don't worry."

The woman on the tombstone still had a gentle smile on her face, looking softly at the two children standing in front of her, as before, as if they had never left.

Xie Nanqing was led by Zhuo Cheng, watching him throw the bunch of white roses into the trash can next to him, and then turned and left.

He was so curious that he turned his head and secretly looked at the flower that was planted upside down in the trash can.

"What are you doing?"

Xie Nanqing hurriedly turned around, approached Zhuo Cheng, and smiled flatteringly, "It's nothing."

"Don't think I don't know what's on your mind," Zhuo Cheng stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "You have 'good' written on your left eye and 'odd' written on your right eye, I'll only see it if I'm really blind not see."

Xie Nanqing scratched her face embarrassingly, wondering if it was so obvious?

"Of course it's so obvious," Zhuo Cheng said, "Quickly ask what you want to ask."

Xie Nanqing was startled, he didn't know when Zhuo Cheng had evolved to be able to read his inner activities.

Seeing Zhuo Cheng glanced over again, he quickly suppressed the slander, and asked him, "Who sent the white rose?"

Zhuo Cheng, "Zhuo Haiying."

"Ah?" Xie Nanqing thought about countless kinds of people, but he never expected that it would be Zhuo Haiying. He was so shocked that he lost his footing and almost fell down the stairs.

Zhuo Cheng quickly hugged him and reprimanded him in shock.

Xie Nanqing obediently lowered her head and listened to him talking about herself. She waited until she got down the stairs and walked on the flat road before continuing to ask, "But mom, doesn't mom like lilies? Why did he send white roses?"

Zhuo Cheng lightly "sneered" and laughed, "So he just wanted to take the opportunity to show that he has no regrets."

"what?"

"After my mother passed away, I was in Qiancheng alone. I didn't have much money on me at the time, so I had to buy a cheaper cemetery. Zhuo's family was not in Qiancheng at the time. Zhuo Haiying didn't know about my mother's death until a year later. Yes, that year I just graduated from high school and went to college, and I didn’t know that Zhuo’s family moved to Qiancheng until I came back.”

Zhuo Cheng led him and walked slowly outside, "And there is always an extra bouquet of white roses in front of my mother's grave, but the only one who thinks she likes white roses is Zhuo Haiying." He paused and continued, "Because he tricked my mother away with a bouquet of white roses,"

"I've talked to Zhuo Haiying about this, but every time he has a hypocritical expression, it's rare for me to argue with him after a long time. He comes whenever he wants, anyway, my mother doesn't care about him anymore."

Xie Nanqing thought about what Zhuo Cheng told him, and turned in his head, "Ah, no wonder your name is the only one on the tombstone!"

"You wanted to ask why last time." Zhuo Cheng laughed.

Xie Nanqing scratched her head embarrassingly, "Is it so obvious?"

"Why is it not obvious, you are almost engraving the words on your face." Zhuo Cheng laughed and asked people to get into the car, "Let's go back."

"En." Xie Nanqing watched him struggle for a while, but still didn't tell him what was on his mind.

According to Zhuo Cheng, Zhuo Haiying is a heartless scumbag, but he has witnessed their father and son get along with each other. Although Zhuo Haiying is biased, she always treats Zhuo Cheng very accommodatingly, as if full of love. Guilty.

Xie Nanqing was still wondering why his father had such an attitude towards his son, now the source of this guilt is not difficult to imagine, it should be Zhuo Cheng's mother Lin Yue.

So he felt that Zhuo Haiying should have Lin Yue in her heart.

It's just that this place is not as simple as love, but more likely to be guilt and compensation.

And it has been so long, so whether to say it or not is of little significance except to add trouble to the living.

Zhuo Cheng opened up the chatterbox and continued, "At that time, after my mother and Zhuo Haiying divorced, she probably didn't take me away because she thought that the conditions of the Zhuo family were better. During that time, Sender had a lot of things to do, and Zhuo Haiying spent three days. The two are not at home, Fang Qiuxin relied on her pregnancy, so she doesn't want to see me at all, even the servants cook more meals and less meals..."

Xie Nanqing instantly threw aside what he was thinking before, his heart was in a ball of peace, Zhuo Cheng really is a poor little boy!

The little poor Zhuo Cheng continued, "...my mother taught me to respect Omega since I was a child, so I didn't bother with her. Once Zhuo Haiying went far away and didn't come home for a week, I wrote a paper I stuffed it in Zhuo Haiying's desk, and then ran away from Zhuo's house the night before he came home. I heard that Zhuo Haiying didn't find me when he came back the next day, but only saw the "eat food" I left in my desk. Not enough to eat, run away from home' note, lost a big temper, hahahahahahahaha..."

Xie Nanqing, "..."

It took almost two hours to go back and forth, and when the two returned to the hotel, it was already dark outside.

Both of them didn't want to move anymore, so Xie Nanqing had no choice but to order a takeaway to eat.

The last time I came to Xie Nanqing and ordered a fried chicken, I still couldn't forget it at the moment. After dinner, I took a break and ordered another fried chicken secretly.

Zhuo Cheng heard the doorbell ring, looked up at him from the tablet, and saw someone sneaking towards the door, he was amused, "As for it, it's like being a thief, it's not like I don't know what you ordered."

Xie Nanqing entered the room with a bag of fried chicken, and spread it out on the table, "You don't understand, this is how you get the atmosphere of eating fried chicken."

"What nonsense?" Seeing that he was eating with gusto, Zhuo Cheng leaned over, "Give me a bite."

Xie Nanqing wore plastic gloves, found a crispy shell mixed with fresh and tender chicken, tore it off and fed it to Zhuo Cheng, looking at him with bent eyes, "How is it, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious," Zhuo Cheng helped him wipe off the grease stains around his mouth, "I can't be so happy."

Xie Nanqing shook his head, "I used to sneak around every time I ate fried chicken, because my brother would scold me when he saw it. He hates me eating these junk foods the most. I have no one to share with."

Zhuo Cheng swallowed back the words that advised him to eat less, and stood on the same line with Xie Nanqing, "Is my brother-in-law so strict?"

Xie Nanqing nodded, "He started health care when he was only 30 years old, and even asked me to start health care."

He added angrily, "The most important thing is that he doesn't even let me eat fried chicken, milk tea and barbecue... so many delicious things!"

Zhuo Cheng pinched his bulging face, "Then if I take you to eat these, will my brother-in-law be very upset with me?"

Xie Nanqing stuffed the fried chicken into his mouth in a second, "Now we are allies!"

He murmured in his heart, anyway, the impression was already bad enough, and it wasn't even that bad.

Zhuo Cheng didn't know how bad his image was with Xie Yixiu.

He swallowed what was in his mouth, stroked his chin pretending to think for a while, and then said, "Is this considered bribery?"

"Huh? Huh—!"

Xie Nanqing bit the fried chicken's mouth for a moment, and then the person next to him took advantage of him not paying attention, leaned over, stretched out his hand to support the back of his head, and rolled his tongue into his own mouth.

Zhuo Cheng hooked the corner of his mouth, "This is considered bribery."

Xie Nanqing's face turned red, he hesitated and didn't know how to refute him, so he could only lower his head and eat the fried chicken silently.

Zhuo Cheng teased him for a while and went to check the email by himself. Xie Nanqing changed to a variety show and was enjoying himself when a message came in from the cell phone that was left beside him.

Xie Nanqing thought it was rubbish news, so she opened it casually, but her eyes froze for a moment——

"I know about Zhuo Cheng, and I want to discuss a deal with you tomorrow morning. At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, at the Binghai coffee shop."

Xie Nanqing couldn't distinguish the authenticity of this message, and suddenly Zhuo Cheng scratched his hair impatiently and said, "Zhuo Haiying sent me a message just now, telling me to go back... Sorry baby, our lover I'm afraid there is no way to go to the beach."

"It's okay, there will be a chance next time."

Although Xie Nanqing's mouth was calm, cold sweat broke out on his back.

How could it be such a coincidence?He had just received the news that someone was asking him out, and he hadn't even thought of an excuse yet, but now Zhuo Cheng said that Zhuo Haiying asked him to go home.

Is it just a coincidence, or is someone pushing Zhuo Cheng away?

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There is nothing to eat after returning home QAQ