poor couple

Zhao Weiguo cleaned up everything.His and Zhao Yuanyuan's were not many.I called a pickup truck, but there were only a few cardboard boxes in the trunk, and the rest were empty, some overqualified.

"You don't want to move anymore," Zhao Weiguo patted the ashes on his clothes and handed the newly signed contract with the landlord to Fang Lebin, "I have already paid the rent for a year, if the time comes... I will move back and look for another house What kind of trouble."

Fang Lebin didn't say anything, this was probably what Zhao Weiguo thought he could do for himself, so he ignored his kindness, folded the contract as it was, put it in his pocket and looked at Zhao Weiguo, "Yes."

"Then I'll... let's go first." Zhao Weiguo glanced at the elevator and waved his hand.

"Goodbye." Fang Lebin smiled and waved at him, watching Zhao Weiguo enter the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, and the corridor became empty.Fang Lebin closed the door and found that the room was even more empty than the corridor.One of the two bedrooms was empty, and the remaining one was half empty.It was as if half of his heart had been pried away by someone, and the cold wind was blowing, making his whole body cold from the inside out.From June last year to January this year, counting for eight months, the things he encountered can catch up with the past eight years.Knowing Zhao Weiguo, living together, and then separated again, it was a bloody drama.Thinking about it carefully, I am really a character who is sensible, sensible, knowledgeable and interesting.However, the result of this understanding and interest is not good at all.But what can be done?To compete with a ten-year-old girl for her father.

Fang Lebin wrapped his clothes tightly, turned on the computer silently, and several private school recruitment advertisements appeared on the talent website.He submitted a few resumes, and when there is news, I am afraid it will be the end of the Chinese New Year.

Say it's Chinese New Year, and you'll be thirty in the blink of an eye.Zhao Weiguo helped Aunt Wu to prepare a table of meals.Zhao Yuanyuan has fully returned to normal, can jump and jump, and has sharp teeth.It's just that his mischievous temperament has become more restrained than before.Sitting on the table and eating, Aunt Wu smiled and said, "This is a blessing in disguise. I just hope that I can study hard when I go back to school. Don't be like our house is uneducated, just messing around on the construction site all day long." .”

Zhao Weiguo paused for a moment with his hand holding the chopsticks, and suddenly thought of Fang Lebin.It would be great if Fang Lebin could sit here together.Although he looks indifferent, he actually doesn't like to be alone.In that empty room again.Although I often go to see him, he always comes and goes in a hurry.It was agreed that I would go to watch the New Year with him, but I had to deal with this first.I don't know if he ever got himself a decent meal.

Zhao Yuanyuan came back from the balcony, smiling, holding a burning firework and drawing a circle of light, smoking the whole room, "Dad, let's set off the firework together."

"Go out and let it go, you've smoked Aunt Wang." Zhao Weiguo glanced at Xiaosong's wife's big belly, pushed Zhao Yuanyuan to the balcony, and lit two fireworks with her.Zhao Yuanyuan danced excitedly.The more he looked at her happy, the more he felt that Fang Lebin must be very miserable sitting alone in the room at this time.Zhao Weiguo glanced at the time, it was only after eight o'clock, and he could have a New Year's dinner with Fang Lebin at this time.He went back to the living room and put on a padded jacket and said to Zhao Yuanyuan, "Dad is on duty at the construction site. You play with Uncle Wang and Grandma Wu. You must be obedient."

"On duty again? Didn't we agree to set off the cannons together at night?" Zhao Yuanyuan pouted.

"Father needs to work, be obedient." Zhao Weiguo squeezed Zhao Yuanyuan's face and gave her a lucky red envelope.

Zhao Yuanyuan pursed his lips and let go of Zhao Weiguo, "Then you come back quickly, I will wait for you to set off the cannon tomorrow morning."

"Okay!" Zhao Weiguo pinched Zhao Yuanyuan's face to say goodbye to Aunt Wu.Wang Xiaosong cleared his throat, took two prepared dishes and said, "Take them over."

Aunt Wu pretended not to see it, and Zhao Weiguo thanked her and rushed to the bus station with the food.

Cannons are being fired everywhere, and colorful colors are reflected by various lights outside the window from time to time.Turn on all the lights in the house, brightly lit everywhere, and turn on the TV in front of you very loudly.Fang Lebin put the washed vegetables on the coffee table and put them on the induction cooker.He took out a beef and mutton slice and various meatballs from the refrigerator and cooked them in a hot pot.No matter when Zhao Weiguo came, the pot was always hot.Even if he doesn't come, sitting alone in front of the hot pot and watching TV while eating is not deserted.

Hearing a few heavy footsteps in front of the door, Fang Lebin got up and walked to the door, and the door opened before Zhao Weiguo took out the key.Seeing Fang Lebin's face, Zhao Weiguo smiled, "You know I'm here?"

"Your footsteps can be distinguished even among thousands of troops." Fang Lebin smiled proudly and stretched his cold hands into Zhao Weiguo's neck, which made Zhao Weiguo shudder.

"It's late." Zhao Weiguo put down the packaged dishes in his hand.

"It's okay." Fang Lebin lightly touched his lips with his foot, Zhao Weiguo couldn't help but took him into his arms and pressed him against the wall and kissed him hard.

"Let's eat, I'm hungry." Fang Lebin pushed him away, and glanced at the dishes he brought over, a plate of pearl balls and a plate of family portraits.Zhao Weiguo took out a bowl, heated it in the microwave oven, and brought it to the tea table. The two sat side by side.

"Drink red or white?" Fang Lebin asked.

"It's Chinese New Year's Eve... red ones."

Fang Lebin took out a red bottle and opened it, pouring half a cup for himself and Zhao Weiguo.

"Cheers, I hope all the bad things are over and everything will be better next year."

"Everything will be fine." Zhao Weiguo touched him and drank half a glass of red wine in one go.Fang Lebin sneered at his cheerful look, "Fool, red wine is not beer, you will get drunk if you drink too much."

"It doesn't matter if you're drunk, just to warm your quilt." Zhao Weiguo poured another half a glass.

Fang Lebin sandwiched a meatball for him, "A few days ago, someone said they would warm my bed for the rest of my life."

Zhao Weiguo let out an uh and stopped his chopsticks.Fang Lebin took a mouthful of freshly boiled mutton, and touched Zhao Weiguo with red wine, "Just kidding, eat meat."

"Well, you can eat too." Zhao Weiguo scalded a spoonful of mutton and beef balls and poured them into Fang Lebin's bowl.

"Too much."

"Eat more, eat warm."

"What? Don't plan to warm my bed, just use these meat to perfuse?"

"Uh..." Zhao Weiguo's stupid mouth gave Fang Lebin the upper hand.Holding the bowl in his heart, he thought that he really didn't mean what he said, and owed Fang Lebin.He drank half a glass of red wine in one breath, "I'm sorry for you, I..."

Fang Lebin laughed, and sure enough, the room was much more lively with one more person.He was eating meat, "You have to learn, or you will be bullied to death by me."

"It's okay, you can bully as you please."

"Tch." Fang Lebin squinted at him, and poured another half a glass for him, "Cheers, so that I can bully you more in the future."

"cheers!"

I ate most of the prepared meat and vegetable dishes.Zhao Weiguo was in a good mood, and was dumped on the sofa by most of the bottle of red wine.Fang Lebin rubbed his stuffed stomach, cleaned up the pots and bowls, returned the living room to its original state, went to the sofa and supported Zhao Weiguo, "Go to the bedroom and sleep."

"Ah... oh..., I'll... clean up..." Zhao Weiguo stood up with his eyes dim and drunk, and rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes.After taking a step, he fell straight on Fang Lebin's body.Fang Lebin gritted his teeth and moved him to the bed with great effort.Zhao Weiguo squeezed his hand, "I'll clean it up... I'll clean it up, let's fire... cannons... keep the year old..."

Fang Lebin covered him with the quilt, went to take a bath by himself, Zhao Weiguo had already fallen into a deep sleep.He lifted the quilt and lay down beside Zhao Weiguo.Zhao Weiguo's body was like a brazier, he was close to him, so he didn't feel cold at all.Fang Lebin hugged his arms and got into his arms, smelling the masculine smell and the mixed smell of alcohol on his body, just smelling it made him feel confused and slightly drunk.Fang Lebin closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you for not letting me celebrate the New Year alone."