Reason is still chaotic

Shen Jiali thought that he had escaped a catastrophe, but he was not completely sure, so he honestly hid at home and refused to go out easily.

He suspects that there are always plainclothes loitering in front of his house, but he is still not completely sure; because Duan Zhicheng came again this day, and blatantly entered the house, but no burly men broke in and took him out.

After saving his life and property, Shen Jiali ate a lot of cooked rice, and it was a good summer, so his complexion was not bad.When Duan Zhicheng rushed into the courtyard, he was wearing a gray silk trousers jacket, lying on his back on a recliner under the awning and looking at the sky.

"Jiali!" He recalled the last time he was dragged away by a dog's legs, and his face was still a little embarrassed: "I'm here. Are you idle?"

Shen Jiali sat up, looked up at Duan Zhicheng, hesitating whether to throw this guy out: "You...why are you here again?"

Duan Zhicheng laughed, took a ponytail and sat down: "Why can't I come? Could it be that my father can still lock me up?"

Shen Jiali looked at the gate of the courtyard and saw that there was no one peeking there, so he turned to Duan Zhicheng and said in a low voice, "You... you'd better not come here in the future. Your old man..."

Duan Zhicheng carefully examined his expression: "What? Did he bully you?"

Shen Jiali thought with a sad smile on his face: "He..."

He hesitated to speak and glanced at Duan Zhicheng, because he couldn't predict the consequences for a while, so he hesitated and didn't talk about the truth.

Duan Zhicheng guessed about two or three points when he saw his pitiful appearance.Fumbling and holding Shen Jiali's hand, he said sincerely: "Jiali, he took you to be an official, now you return the official to him, and you will be settled. In fact, we don't expect salary and salary to eat. What if you don't become an official?"

Shen Jiali heard his few words of consolation lightly, and suddenly felt bored, so he shook his hand with all his strength: "What do you know?"

Duan Zhicheng cheekily grabbed his hand again, clenching it tightly and refusing to let go: "I don't understand—oh, don't worry about that for now, let's talk about our affairs first. I said, don't hate me OK, okay?"

With a gloomy face, Shen Jiali stared at Duan Zhicheng for a long time.In fact, he had a lot of love for Duan Zhicheng before, but after two years of official career, somehow, it seemed that he didn't love anyone anymore, but he still missed Shen Zichun.

"What do I hate you for?" He finally replied: "I don't hate you, but please go away quickly. Once your father takes his anger on me, I have no ability to resist now."

Duan Zhicheng licked his lips, then turned his head to look at the door, and finally tugged Shen Jiali's arm lightly: "Jiali, let's go in and talk, okay?"

Shen Jiali was surprised to find that not only had he lost his "love", but even his "desire" had disappeared without a trace.

Duan Zhicheng hurriedly unbuttoned his belt and took out something like a wild beast coming to mate, and stabbed it straight in.He was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe, and tried his best to avoid the other party's kiss.Duan Zhicheng is still the same, he can be called a dragon and a tiger in bed.However, he endured the impact without interest, and occasionally felt pain, but other than that, there was nothing else.

Duan Zhicheng also felt something strange.After the matter was over, he hugged Shen Jiali and asked softly, "Jiali, are you still angry with me?"

Shen Jiali was indeed very unhappy - he suspected that it was Duan Muren who "frightened him".He is a person who has only such a little fun in his life, and his mother is gone, what will he do in the future?Relying on eating rice for entertainment every day?What's the point of living if there's no fun in life?

Under the control of his anger, he boldly complained: "Your old man is not a human being!"

Duan Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to scold his father face to face.Swallowing dryly, he accompanied him carefully and asked, "My father...what the hell happened to you?"

The truth rolled on the tip of Shen Jiali's tongue a few times, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, but he didn't make any more noise.

Then Shen Jiali got up from the bed, really pushed and shoved Duan Zhicheng out.

Shen Jiali has no official duties to do, and his source of income has been cut off. Although he is not poor, he always feels that he is sitting and eating.

He had spent all his time before, looking at this or that, always thinking that one day he would be shameless and play a big game.Now he finally has no shame, but he has no interest in playing.Tian Ruibao is dead, no matter how rare a beautiful woman is; Shen Zichun has also run away, not knowing whether to live or die; Duan Zhicheng is undoubtedly an idiot and coward, people can't expect anything from him; I trembled with fright.

He was bored to death at home, and he wanted to go out for a stroll, but he was afraid of causing trouble—what if the assassin refused to give up the assassination because he was dismissed?Now he doesn't have bodyguards who surround him.

Xiao Liang had nothing to do, he came back from outside with a puppy in his arms, teased the dog from morning to night, and heaved a long sigh, missing Shen Zichun a little bit.

When Shen Jiali saw Xiao Liang, he would also think of Shen Zichun.At this time, he would sadly go to Xiao Liang and squat down, while watching him play with the dog, he would raise his hand and stroke the young man's short hair.Xiao Liang felt a little embarrassed, and looked up at him in the sun and smiled: "Master, you squatting here, let's get some sun!"

Shen Jiali patted him on the shoulder, smiled and said nothing, a paternal nature was born in his heart, and then Shen Zichun's face flickered in front of his eyes again.

He suddenly became suspicious, feeling that perhaps his feelings for Shen Zichun were fatherly love - but he had never been a father before, so how could he know what fatherly love is?

Standing up while supporting Xiao Liang's shoulders, he folded his arms under the sun and began to think wildly - he wanted to carry on the family line!

Seeing that I am about to turn 32 years old, it is normal to think about children at this time.The problem is that he is completely useless in front of women.Back then, Danyun was so beautiful, he still regarded him as an enemy; now even if he casts his net all over the street, he will never find another beauty at the level of Danyun.

His own appearance is very good, so naturally he can't rape an ugly woman.

He squinted at Xiao Liang who was squatting on the ground playing with the dog, and many strange talks he had heard back then flooded into his mind at once.He stared at Xiaoliang in a daze with preoccupation, he wanted to have a child, but he didn't have the ability.It seems that a boy can be adopted from Shen Jiayi - but the youngest boy is seven or eight years old.

He is the real adoptive this time, and he must bring the child over to raise him himself.But the second sister-in-law is living a good life, how can she be willing to give her son to others to be raised?The second brother is a bastard, but the second sister-in-law is still very childlike.

Shen Jiali paced back and forth in the courtyard, thinking about farming.Before he could come up with a perfect solution, Duan Zhai sent a car to pick him up.

He resigned himself to his fate and went along, still thinking about it on the way.After entering Duan Muren's house, he got a bottle of wine.

Duan Muren sat on the chair expressionlessly, staring at Shen Jiali's drink after sip, almost urging in his eyes.After Shen Jiali drank the small bottle of spirits, he wobbled and sat down.

He didn't look at Duan Muren, lowered his head slightly, and said to his thigh, "Zhicheng went to my place once."

Duan Muren turned to look at him, and replied with a half-smile, "I know."

Shen Jiali raised his head, met his gaze and said softly, "Old man, I'm not wrong, don't hit me."

Duan Muren laughed completely: "I won't hit you, I'll let him go."

Shen Jiali closed his eyes for a while in the drunkenness that was gradually onset, then lowered his eyes, and murmured as if trying to force himself: "Both of you, father and son, play with me?"

Thinking of his stupid son, Duan Muren also felt helpless: "I can't let him stay in Beiping all the time, he still has to go back to Tianjin."

Shen Jiali took a deep breath and exhaled, then raised his hand and began to undo the button: "Whatever, you don't care, and I don't care either."

Shen Jiali drank too much wine just now, but now he is so drunk that he temporarily let go of his fear of Duan Muren.Because of his drunken eyes, the old face of the other party was also blurred in his vision.After working drowsily, he only remembered that he was in pain a few times, until he cried out in pain, that's all.

Duan Muren was full of ideas, but Shen Jiali fell into a deep sleep, which made him feel very boring.He tried every means to startle Shen Jiali, he carried him out of bed and pressed him on the table, and he was happy again while the iron was hot.Shen Jiali stared at Duan Muren with wide-open eyes, his eyes were straight, and then suddenly cursed in a low voice.

Duan Muren leaned down and asked, "What did you say?"

Shen Jiali couldn't help but rubbed upwards, and repeated vaguely out of breath: "An old shameless person is not a person!"

Duan Muren saw that he was covered in fine beads of sweat, his muscles and bones were softened, and his appearance was very attractive, so he refused to have the same knowledge as him.

In the evening, Shen Jiali left Duan Zhai in the remnant of drunkenness.

At the gate of Duan Zhai, he met Duan Zhicheng who had returned from wandering.Duan Zhicheng was very surprised, stood in front of him and sniffled: "You...drink?"

Shen Jiali glanced at him, and said with a low laugh: "Yes, I will accompany your old man."

Then he bypassed Duan Zhicheng and continued walking forward.

Duan Zhicheng turned his head, and saw Shen Jiali getting into his car in a grand manner.And the driver, as if well-trained, started the car directly and drove on the road.