rebirth chores

"No." Jiang Yun took out the letter, and Xu Xiaowen fell silent after reading it.

Maliciousness is absolute.

There are quite a few people who know the relationship between Xu Xiaowen and Yuan Zhuoyang, and almost all of Yuan Zhuoyang's wealthy friends know that Xu Xiaowen is such a number one person.But it's not likely that they would be so interested in Xu Xiaowen, an unknown person with no interest relationship, that they would make some small moves.

Who sent this letter?

Knowing the address of his hometown, he is hostile to him...

Xu Xiaowen couldn't figure it out.If it is an enemy, it must be An Ran.But apart from the entanglement in the previous life, their current handover is nothing more than the incident of An Le hurting him, it cannot be him.Could it be Anle?No, he mixed with men, and Ye Xueli was completely impossible, and the threat to him was completely removed. He was too happy to do such things that harm others and benefit himself.Besides, neither of the two brothers should know the address of his hometown.

"Don't think about it anymore, I know who wrote this letter." Yuan Zhuoyang said with a sullen face, his brows were tightly frowned, and a look of worry flashed across his eyes.

Xu Xiaowen caught it keenly, and asked involuntarily, "Who is it?"

Yuan Zhuoyang folded the letter and asked Jiang Yun: "Auntie, can I handle this letter?"

Jiang Yun looked at Xu Xiaowen, Xu Xiaowen nodded, and she said to Yuan Zhuoyang: "I can leave it to you, can you guarantee that similar things will not happen again?"

Yuan Zhuoyang hesitated for a few seconds, Xu Xiaowen's heart sank.

"I can't guarantee that similar things won't happen again, but I promise that Xiaowen will never be harmed, no matter...no matter who inflicted it."

Jiang Yun obviously didn't take this answer to heart, she turned her head and said to Xu Xiaowen: "Xiaowen, let me tell you, the son of your uncle's friend also works in city B, he is four years older than you, I heard Your aunt said, it's the same as you. Why don't you just ask someone to meet with you tomorrow. "

"...Mom, you just said that if you like a man, as long as I know it, don't pass it back to my hometown..."

"Uh, this... it's just a meeting..." Jiang Yun contradicted himself and shut up.

Yuan Zhuoyang was so engrossed in the letter that he didn't notice that his mother-in-law was poaching his own corner.

"He came all the way, mom, you and uncle can just play in city B, anyway, there's nothing to do when you go back, I can be your tour guide when I'm not in class."

Jiang Yun became interested and looked at Wu Jun. "Forget it, I have to go back to work, and you know that your aunt's incident made... Before, it was no big deal to ask for two more days off. Now it's different, one more thing is worse than one less thing..."

Jiang Yun nodded: "That's right. There will be more opportunities to play in the future. There will be more opportunities during Chinese New Year and May Day. Forget it now!"

Xu Xiaowen persuaded a few more words, and Jiang Yun and Wu Jun agreed to stay here first.

Yuan Zhuoyang came to his senses now, of course he was willing to entertain Xu Xiaowen's family in his heart, but both the elders and Xu Xiaowen thought it was inconvenient to live here, so Xu Xiaowen took them to open a double room in a nearby hotel.

Yuan Zhuoyang sat at home for a while, but Xu Xiaowen never returned.It took a long time before I received a text message from Xu Xiaowen saying that I would stay with my family in a hotel for one night.

Yuan Zhuoyang put away the phone, sighed, and took out the phone again. "Sister-in-law Fang? Where's mom? Oh, tell her, I'll be back for dinner tonight. Well, okay... I see."

He stared at the folded letter on the table with complicated eyes.It's okay for others to say, how could he not even recognize his own mother's handwriting!

"You child, what are you doing watching me without drinking soup?" Zhuo Lan scolded.

Yuan Zhuoyang averted his eyes, and since he came home, he has tried Zhuo Lan several times, but Zhuo Lan has not revealed anything.I don't know how she knew Xu Xiaowen?Who did you listen to?Or... where did I see it with my own eyes?

Yuan Zhuoyang almost pinched the chopsticks in his hand until they were out of shape.He was silent for a while, and when Zhuo Lan changed color slightly, he said, "I have something I want to show you."

"Oh, what is it?" Zhuo Lan seemed to feel something, and forced a smile.

Yuan Zhuoyang pulled out the letter from his bosom, just when the corner of the envelope was exposed, Zhuo Lan became anxious and said: "I even forgot to ask Mrs. Zhang to play mahjong, Zhuo Yang, show me that thing next time." After finishing speaking , hurriedly stood up from the chair.

Yuan Zhuoyang sighed. "Mom, how did you know?"

Zhuo Lan paused, turned her back to Yuan Zhuoyang and said, "What do you know? I won't chat with you anymore, I'm in a hurry." As he said that, he walked out of the dining room.

Yuan Zhuoyang also stood up and strode to catch up with Zhuolan. "Mom, I don't even know my own mother's handwriting, not to mention you don't have any intention of hiding it! Xiaowen—"

"Enough!" Zhuo Lan turned around and shouted, "Why do you have to say it. I don't want to do anything to that boy, I just want you to get back on track!"

"Mom...how did you know?" Yuan Zhuoyang's heart ached. He didn't expect to keep Zhuo Lan from him forever, but he never thought that Zhuo Lan would know so soon.

"...If you want people not to know, you have to do nothing." Zhuo Lan's voice was equally dry. "I didn't plan to do anything to that Xu Xiaowen, I just hoped that he would stay away from you and let you get back on the right path. What's wrong with Lan Xun, why do you like a man and refuse to say a few more words to Lan Xun? "

Yuan Zhuoyang was speechless.There are many things that cannot be explained to Zhuolan, and he doesn't know where to start.Don't even heterosexuals say that emotional matters are too complicated?Sexuality is innate, genes determine that he can like men, and acquired influence makes him only willing to be close to men.If Zhuo Lan really forced him, at most he would stay away from men but never get close to women.

The mother and son were silent.

Zhuo Lan stared at Yuan Zhuoyang, her eyes gradually sad. She saw embarrassment, guilt, determination and persistence in Yuan Zhuoyang's eyes.

While the original mother and son were talking, Xu Xiaowen was also talking to Jiang Yun in the hotel.

"Do you know who sent the letter?" Jiang Yun asked Xu Xiaowen nervously.

Xu Xiaowen shook his head, then nodded again.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yun's eyes sparkled at Xu Xiaowen's inconsistent reaction.Dead child, who is she worrying about?The person involved also had a sleepwalking expression.

"I've thought about it for a long time. I probably don't know the person who sent the letter. But I guess it's someone from Zhuoyang... His mother has been trying to make a blind date for him." That's right, although Yuan Zhuoyang never said that to Xu Xiaowen , but he has no idea what the person next to his pillow is up to. He has even met that beautiful and noble blind date once.

"Oh... I knew it!" Jiang Yun said bitterly: "Look at his house and clothes, rich people are full of moths. It has been played in TV dramas, and someone will definitely destroy it, or his ex-girlfriend, Or the person who has a crush on him... There are also grievances and grievances of wealthy families, love and hatred. Leaving aside these things, just say that your family backgrounds are too different, and there will be many stumbling blocks in your life. Xiaowen, you have to be serious If you want to live with a man, it is better to find someone suitable for you..."

Xu Xiaowen had never discovered that Jiang Yun could speak so well.Returning the grievances and grievances of the wealthy family, he felt that Jiang Yun should limit the time he spent watching TV.

Xu Xiaowen cast his eyes on Wu Jun, and Wu Jun, who had been serving as the background board, understood his hint very well.

"Xiaowen, tell me how this water heater works? I'm too tired from the train ride. Take a bath so you can sleep."

"Come on, mom, you should go to bed early too, you must be exhausted after driving for so long, I'll show my uncle—"

Finally freed from Jiang Yun's nagging, Xu Xiaowen felt relieved.

After spending the night in the hotel, at six o'clock the next morning, Xu Xiaowen was awakened by a knock on the door.

He put on his coat, opened the door with sleepy eyes, and before he could see the people standing outside clearly, the tip of his nose got a scent first.

Yuan Zhuoyang couldn't help laughing when he saw Xu Xiaowen half-closed his eyes and raised his nose.She hugged him tightly, and while there was no one in the corridor early in the morning, she gave him a hot kiss.

Yuan Zhuoyang let go of Xu Xiaowen before he could hardly breathe and showed his sharp claws.

"You're crazy!" Xu Xiaowen hurriedly looked at Jiang Yun and Wu Jun's room opposite, and was relieved to see that the door was still locked.Although Jiang Yun and Wu Jun were open-minded, it would be best not to irritate them.After all, imagining and seeing with your own eyes are two different things.

"Takeaway only." Yuan Zhuoyang closed the door gently, and put the insulated box on the tea table in front of the sofa, "It's still hot, hurry up and eat."

Xu Xiaowen opened the lid of the box, the smell of meat buns wafted into the small space, his stomach growled, and without caring about burning his mouth, Xu Xiaowen picked up a small steamed bun, swallowed down half of the small bun.For two bites, eat porridge, and eat five or six in a while.

Seeing how delicious he was eating, Yuan Zhuoyang also picked up a steamed stuffed bun and tasted it slowly.

When Xu Xiaowen was full, he remembered that he hadn't brushed his teeth and washed his face. He really didn't know how Yuan Zhuoyang could kiss when he entered the door. "How's the letter going?"

Yuan Zhuoyang paused when he wiped his mouth.

He turned Xu Xiaowen's shoulder, made Xu Xiaowen face him, and said seriously: "Xiaowen, I have never asked you a question, now I want to ask you, I hope you can answer me seriously!"

This doesn't seem to be the answer to my question!

Xu Xiaowen's thinking did not keep up with Yuan Zhuoyang, and Yuan Zhuoyang asked calmly, "What do you think of me?"

Xu Xiaowen was taken aback for a moment, and then secretly lost his breath. He was really afraid that Yuan Zhuoyang would ask questions like "Do you love me?" "Will you spend the rest of your life with me?" "Do you trust me?"It's okay to say the latter, but the former...he really couldn't answer.At least not yet.

What does it feel like?

Thinking about it carefully, this question is not easy to answer.Open-ended questions are more error-prone than selective questions. He doesn't know what kind of answer Yuan Zhuoyang expects, and once he speaks, who knows how much information will be revealed and where Yuan Zhuoyang will think.

Xu Xiaowen wanted to change the subject, but Yuan Zhuoyang stared at him with burning eyes, and before he knew it, he obediently expressed his true feelings.

"You are a nice person! I like you very much... Well, I don't know what two men should be like together, but they always live together, and they can't do without firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Others say that falling in love is easy but getting along is difficult, No matter how vigorous and vigorous your vows were at the beginning, it was not worth the trivia of life. But look, we have been together for almost a year. Have we ever quarreled? No! I agree with your living habits and your way of life Adapted. Of course, I don't know your family, but neither do you... maybe. Oops, I don't know what I'm talking about. Anyway, I think if I live like this with you, I will live forever , at least... I won’t get tired of it for seven years.”

"...Why seven years?" Yuan Zhuoyang asked after hearing Xu Xiaowen's words with an unpredictable expression.

"Uh, because of the seven-year itch!" Xu Xiaowen blinked and said as a matter of course.How can he guarantee what will happen seven years later?Not even heterosexual couples!

Yuan Zhuoyang suddenly hugged Xu Xiaowen tightly, almost hurting Xu Xiaowen.

"Remember your words, seven years..."

The author has something to say: I don’t have the motivation to code words, should I apply for a list and use a small black room to spur myself?

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