rebirth chores

It is difficult to perceive the passage of time when one is busy.Xu Xiaowen opened the door of the apartment, lived in the place for a year, was familiar with the familiar furniture, and felt a sense of peace in his tired heart.

"Zhuo Yang—Brother Zhuo Yang—" Xu Xiaowen put his luggage in the hallway, and couldn't wait to find the familiar person.

Xu Xiaowen walked around the room a few times, came out disappointed and pulled the luggage into the bedroom, unpacking it one by one without much energy.

Mingming called and told him that he was coming back today, where did he go?Forget it, there must be entertainment.

After Xu Xiaowen packed his things, took a shower, slept for a while, and didn't wake up until he was hungry.It was only past six o'clock in the evening, and it was already so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.The heating in the room is very sufficient, even wearing thin pajamas still can't feel the slightest chill.

Xu Xiaowen had checked the refrigerator, but it was empty.It is estimated that he has not been here for more than ten days, and Yuan Zhuoyang has never eaten at home.During the Chinese New Year, he has a lot of entertainment, and if he doesn't have entertainment, he should live with his parents.No wonder there's a thin layer of gray stains on your kitchen counter.

But now the problem of hunger is more troublesome.

There is no stock in the refrigerator. If you go out to buy vegetables and come back to cook... Through the window, the floating snowflakes stick to the glass and immediately turn into snow water and flow down the glass.Without going out, Xu Xiaowen couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Could it be that takeaway is the first meal you eat when you return to City B after the Chinese New Year?Still alone...however I think about it, I feel a little miserable...

Xu Xiaowen was sitting in the living room miserable and watching the soap opera and the potatoes and beef rice bowl delivered by the takeaway, but fortunately there were still businesses open.Halfway through eating the potato and beef gai pour, there was the sound of a key opening the door.

Xu Xiaowen glanced at the handsome young man who came in, then silently turned his gaze back to his rice bowl.

Yuan Zhuoyang's nose twitched: "It smells so good..." His stomach rumbled in coordination.Xu Xiaowen pretended not to hear.

Yuan Zhuoyang rubbed his belly and sighed: "Poor belly, no one sympathizes with you. If you have a stomach problem, you can only admit that you are unlucky. Why did you agree and didn't go to pick up people. You have to suffer on your own."

Xu Xiaowen chewed mouthful, eating sweetly.

Yuan Zhuoyang sat next to Xu Xiaowen, leaned against Xu Xiaowen's body, licked his face and said, "You have pity on me, handsome guy, give me a bite of food~"

Xu Xiaowen didn't hold back, and almost choked on the potato. "Cough cough cough...cough cough..."

"Drink water quickly, hurry up—" Yuan Zhuoyang hurriedly handed him the water for him to drink.

Xu Xiaowen managed to swallow the potato and calmed down.

"Oh, I was scared to death." Yuan Zhuoyang patted his chest for him: "Eat slowly and no one will grab you."

What do you mean by beating up?That's it.

Xu Xiaowen puffed up his cheeks and ate even more as if venting his anger.

Yuan Zhuoyang couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xu Xiaowen couldn't eat anymore, turned his head and stared at him angrily.

"Hehe~ I've never seen you so childish." Yuan Zhuoyang looked at him with a smile.I have known Xu Xiaowen for so long, I have seen him quiet, charming, mature and calm, gentle and considerate, but I have never seen such a childish side of him.

Maybe it's because he hasn't switched roles when he goes home to be a son?

He didn't mind seeing Xu Xiaowen like this a few more times.

Have it?In Xu Xiaowen's concept, childishness is really not a compliment, but Yuan Zhuoyang's expression and tone... even hugged him and kissed him regardless of the smell of potatoes and beef in his mouth, it didn't seem like he was disgusted.It made Xu Xiaowen not know how to react.

Little is better than newlyweds.

The night after a long absence is naturally beautiful and fragrant.The rare thing was that the two of them were fine the next morning, so they went out to have breakfast together, then went to the supermarket, bought a lot of things, and filled the entire refrigerator.Years later, Yuan Zhuoyang's company started to work, but usually during this period of time they are still in the stage of resting their minds. People who are busy with their lives are still immersed in the leisure during the Chinese New Year. Generally speaking, everyone from the boss to the cleaning lady is relatively leisurely.Except that Xu Xiaowen had to go to school, the rest of the time the two were tired of being together, you and me, the two of them seemed to become one person, and no one could be separated.

An Ran didn't have a good year at all.In his memory, except for the year his mother died, he has never been so helpless.That woman is too vicious, except for his father, Zhiheng, who actually sent the photo to his school.Now his home is being turmoiled, and he can't even go to school.The mentor and the dean came to persuade him to let him rest at home for a while.On New Year's Eve, he went home bravely, but was kicked out by his father. The imported red wine he bought broke at the gate, and the red wine splashed all over him.He had never been so embarrassed in his life.Especially the proud look of that woman made him feel more uncomfortable than the advice of neighbors and passers-by.

He was not reconciled, he endured that mother and son for more than ten years, followed that so-called younger brother's ass to clean up his mess every day, swallowed his anger, and was beaten and defeated before he could make a move.How could he be willing!

Fortunately, Cheng Zhiheng believed in him, and begged Jiang Yi to help him because of him.He dared not go out during this time, he was very afraid that those photos would be pasted on the wall outside one day, and everyone would look at him differently, and his life would be over.

"Of course, there is news." Cheng Zhiheng's voice came in before he came in.

An Ran and Ji Ling couldn't believe it: "Really? Is there evidence?"

Jiang Yi's grandfather and Cheng Zhiheng's grandfather did business together. The Jiang family prospered all the way. Later, they could speak a few words in both black and white.After reading a few more books, it is inevitable that some literati are arrogant, afraid that others will say that they are powerful, and usually do not go to Jiang's family, and the friendship gradually fades.In the generation of Cheng Zhiheng and Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi brought the Jiang family's business to a new height. Cheng Zhiheng and Jiang Yi used to be classmates. Jiang Yi's face was cold, but he was actually a nostalgic person. The two families Gradually, our contacts became warmer again.

This is inseparable from Cheng Zhiheng's knowledge and interest. Unlike his father and grandfather, he knows that studying behind closed doors is not suitable for this age. Social life exists in society, and it is necessary to communicate and deal with people.He will not deliberately cling to anyone, but he will not deliberately be indifferent in ordinary interactions. With the affection of his elders and classmates, he has always had a good relationship with Jiang Yi these years.

Therefore, it was rare for him to ask Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi asked him without saying a word.

Being able to take those photos is definitely not something that can be done in a short period of time. If you hire a private detective, it will take at least a few months to achieve such results.Jiang Yi is in business, and sometimes needs some less-than-stellar means. He has had a lot of contact with private detectives, and two of the top names in the industry are almost used by the Jiang family.There are a few photos that can not be taken by the third-rate level, which shows that the photographer is of good level, which narrows the scope.It is said that the photos taken by different private detectives have their own styles just like photographers.Jiang Yi handed over the photos to a professional private detective for analysis, and quickly identified possible candidates.If you ask someone again, you can find out who did it without even using the name of the Jiang family.

Cheng Zhiheng got the clues provided by Jiang Yi and wanted to accompany An Ran to find the two detectives.An Ran refused, he was afraid that Cheng Zhiheng would know which photos were all true, of course he would not bring it up on purpose, but he was just in case.

The result of visiting two private detectives surprised An Ran.The people who hired them only showed up a few times, and they were always on the phone, and the payment was in cash, without going through any intermediary, and naturally they did not leave any documents.The phone An Ran got, dialed a female voice and said, "The number you dialed is empty."

The only clue is that the person who contacted and paid them was a young man.

This is also the point that surprised An Ran the most.There is a photo of An Le in his mobile phone, and he showed it to two private detectives for identification, and the answer was no.Both of them told him firmly that it was not An Le who contacted them.

Not An Le...young man...

An Ran's sure truth is discounted because of this answer.

Was it not his stepmother?No, it's impossible, except for An Le's mother and son, he can't think of anyone who has such a deep hatred for him.

He returned to Cheng Zhiheng's apartment with a heavy heart.

"How is it? What did those two people say?" Cheng Zhiheng asked with concern.An Ran didn't want him to accompany her, but his heart flew away with An Ran.He was the second male lead in the stack of photos. For some reason, his face was mosaiced, and no one recognized him.But he has a good relationship with An Ran, they often go in and out together, An Ran often visits him at the school where he teaches or he goes to An Ran's school to find An Ran.Several colleagues have already made insinuations about him.He couldn't imagine that if someone recognized him as the protagonist in the photo... Just thinking of this possibility made Cheng Zhiheng feel restless.He began to regret that he should insist on going with An Ran.

"What's going on? Did you get any evidence?" An Ran kept silent, and Cheng Zhiheng couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

An Ran shook her head, and briefly told Cheng Zhiheng what had happened.

Cheng Zhiheng was also silent.There is only one deactivated phone number and the rest is of no use.

An Ran's face was gloomy, during this time he couldn't eat well or sleep well, his face was haggard, no longer the usual brilliance.After being hit again, he looked wan, and even lost the light of anticipation before going out. Cheng Zhiheng felt distressed when he saw An Ran like this, and couldn't help but pour him into his arms, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, An Ran, you still have me."

What's the use of you? !An Ran sneered in her heart.What can you do but talk about this empty talk?The more An Ran thought about it, the more gloomy her expression became.He and Cheng Zhiheng have been together for almost two or three years, and the novelty has long since disappeared.Cheng Zhiheng is good-looking, has a good temper, and is quite generous to his lover. Taking him out can earn him a lot of face. The most important thing is that although Cheng Zhiheng himself is just a small university professor, his network is An Ran. Such students are far behind.These reasons caused him to procrastinate, and he has been unable to simply break up.Perhaps, there is also the mentality of preparing a spare tire.On the surface they are doing well, but in fact he cheated behind Cheng Zhiheng's back not once or twice.The man I met in the bar is more playful than Cheng Zhiheng, and better at coaxing people than Cheng Zhiheng.He has been paying more attention, thinking that he did it in a hidden way, and he didn't do it so that he would be exposed to the sun one day.

An Ran put her arms around Cheng Zhiheng's body, and buried her head in Cheng Zhiheng's arms.He never dreamed that one day, the spare tire would become a life-saving straw!