Retired soldier king and his little sweetheart

Gongsun He came over and pulled the child away, "Honey, this is not your father." He pointed to Tang Huai and said, "This is your father."

Zhuang Xiaoduo added: "Stepfather."

How could a four-year-old child understand this, and without thinking about it, he turned around and hugged Zhuang Xiaoduo's thigh.

"I love this, I want him to be a dad."

Li Xuan finally had enough of the good show, and called out: "Xu Yao, come here."

The little boy hurriedly ran over, and obediently stood beside Li Xuan.

Zhuang Xiaoduo pulled out a wry smile, looked at the people present, and began to imagine the stories between these people.

After Tang Huai retired from the army, he disappeared and went to farm in Chating Village. Because he went back to the hospital to check and leaked the address, Gongsun He came to the door. After Li Xuan found out, he brought his son to the door. The child must have a father.

"Xiaoduo, hello."

When Zhuang Xiaoduo came back to his senses, Li Xuan was already standing in front of him, holding out a hand.

He held it, and his hand was dry and strong.

Li Xuan had heard Gongsun He talk about Tang Huai and Zhuang Xiaoduo, and she didn't come to Tang Huai because the child needed a father.

At the beginning, Tang Huai was very grateful for being willing to fake marriage with her and let her give birth to Xu Yao.

Those present were all trustworthy people, and Li Xuan didn't beat around the bush. She turned to Tang Huai and said, "The teacher is sick, and he doesn't have much time. Go and see him."

Tang Huai's eyes were shocked, and he couldn't believe it.

"What disease? When did it happen?"

"Just found out last month, liver cancer is terminal."

Zhuang Xiaoduo raised his eyes, liver cancer, his father also had liver cancer, the cure rate was almost 0, once it was found out it was in the advanced stage.

Along the way, Tang Huai remained silent, with his arms folded over his chest revealing a gloomy demeanor, and his fragility could only be seen occasionally from his trembling eyelashes.

The teacher in Li Xuan's mouth was a teacher from the military academy, and he brought out that group of special forces. From 154 to 19 people, he carefully selected an all-round combat team.

Tang Huai is not the teacher's favorite, but the one he trusts the most.

He also treated Tang Huai more harshly. He always felt that Tang Huai could be better, and hoped that he could be more understanding of the world and go further.

Zhuang Xiaoduo approached him slowly, with his arms sticking to each other. Zhuang Xiaoduo wanted to take his hand, but Tang Huai gently avoided him.

Zhuang Xiaoduo had no choice but to sit obediently. Tang Huai treated him very well, but he always felt that something was missing.

Xu Yao was sitting next to Zhuang Xiaoduo, who woke up after half the journey, muttering for water, Li Xuan passed a thermos from the co-pilot, and Zhuang Xiaoduo fed him.

The child calmed down for a while, and started chatting with Zhuang Xiaoduo.

"Do you have a kid?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo said no.

"Do you have a father?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo said yes, but passed away.

Xu Yao snapped his fingers, "My brothers and sisters in the compound all said that my father passed away too." He glanced at Tang Huai, "But he is here."

"I'm not your father." Tang Huai said coldly.

Zhuang Xiaoduo touched Tang Huai with his elbow, signaling him not to irritate the child.

Xu Yao pouted and endured for a moment, then burst into tears, and the car was in a hurry.

"Don't cry, don't cry, he's joking with you." Zhuang Xiaoduo quickly pulled a tissue to wipe Xu Yao's tears and cried intermittently for a long time, Gongsun He stopped in the expressway service area.

"Tang Huai, come with me."

Li Xuan's tone was not angry, but she changed her tone and said to Zhuang Xiaoduo, "Please take care of Xu Yao for me."

Zhuang Xiaoduo nodded.

Two tall and straight figures walked towards the open space in the distance.

They used to be superior and inferior, and Li Xuan's official position was always higher than Tang Huai's. Although Tang Huai's subordinate, Lao Xu, fell in love with Li Xuan, he was still polite in front of Li Xuan.

Until the two of them fake marriage.

"Your problem is getting worse and worse." Li Xuan said.

Tang Huai took out a cigarette and squeezed it in his hand without lighting it. "What's wrong?" Li Xuan said, "Some things are not your fault. You have to blame yourself. Even if you are responsible, But no one blames you, no one asks you to make up for anything, you don't have to blame yourself and make yourself die."

"I didn't die or live."

"You know what you think in your heart, well, what do you love, but please don't hurt the people around you, what's wrong with Xiaoduo? If you treat him with such a cold face, what's wrong with the child? You want to hate Words exposed."

Li Xuan finished speaking in one breath, feeling a little agitated. Seeing Tang Huai's dead pig who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, he was so angry that he paced back and forth with his hands on his hips.

Zhuang Xiaoduo looked over from a distance, and only saw Tang Huai standing stupidly under the sun, while Li Xuan was wearing sunglasses, walking back and forth in front of Tang Huai with his hands on his hips, pointing from time to time.

He couldn't help asking: "Is Miss Li Xuan very fierce?"

The two people in the car answered at the same time.

"The tigress is a tiger!"

"Mom is the most gentle!"

Then Gongsun He and Xu Yao started fighting, and Zhuang Xiaoduo lay on the car window like a watchdog.

On the other side, Li Xuan has already scolded out of rhythm.

"Xiao Duo is very obedient at first glance, likes you so much, and relies on you so much, you are better off, just relying on the feelings of others who can't beat you, right? Who will you show your face? Your wife wants to pull Even if you hold a gun in your hand, you have to put it down and grab it."

Tang Huai knew that what Li Xuan said was reasonable, but he couldn't bear to admit his mistake, and would occasionally say something, "It's not good for you, a people's officer, to say that."

Li Xuan's anger came up immediately.

"I'm just a metaphor! What kind of gun do you have now? I'll handcuff you right away if you hold a gun now, and you're not happy with it, are you? You are so young and talented, and you are handsome. I can fall in love with you." An older divorced villager would be fine."

After scolding for more than ten minutes, Li Xuan came back, got into the car and poured water.

Seeing Zhuang Xiaoduo looking at Tang Huai in the distance with worried and distressed expression, she said to him, "Go and see him."

Zhuang Xiaoduo ran over without opening the door.

Xu Yao grabbed his mother's arm and asked childishly, "Mom, who is Zhou Xingchi?"

"what?"

"Brother Xiaoduo just said that you are Zhou Xingchi, and Uncle Tang is the steel pipe."

Gongsun He laughed and added: "nonono, baby, Uncle Tang is not a steel pipe, he is not straight."

"Hey, old He, you won't combine it with the movie. That steel pipe was indeed scolded by Master Xing hahahaha."

The two adults were laughing, only Xu Yao was stunned.

The adult's smile is so strange.

Zhuang Xiaoduo ran to Tang Huai, and asked him cautiously, "Did you get scolded by Sister Li Xuan?"

"No." Tang Huai put out the cigarette, and grabbed Zhuang Xiaoduo's hand, "Let's go, I'll tell you tonight."

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we drove all the way to the villa area near the sea.

Li Xuan chatted with the nanny and took everyone to the study.

"Teacher, do you see who is coming?"

The two walls of the study room are full of books, and the furniture is made of mahogany. Under the dim light, the old man is writing something with a small lamp in front of the table.

He looked up, his eyes were cloudy, his eyebrows were white.

"Tang Huai?"

The teacher stood up tremblingly, only then did he reveal his already heavily watered abdomen.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo didn't expect the teacher to say that. Could it be that the teacher wanted to see Tang Huai?

The teacher's wrinkled face couldn't see the expression at this time, but when he saw Zhuang Xiaoduo in a blink of an eye, he smiled immediately: "Xuetao is back!"

Everyone present was stunned, Zhuang Xiaoduo looked at Tang Huai suspiciously, Tang Huai stepped forward to explain, but was interrupted by the teacher's words.

"It's good that I'm back, it's good that I'm back..." After finishing speaking, he put down the pen in his hand, stepped forward to grab Zhuang Xiaoduo's hand and said, "The mission is over? Didn't you suffer a lot, okay, okay, white and tender ,same as before."

No one spoke, Zhuang Xiaoduo guessed that he was also the teacher's student or something, and went out to perform the task.

He immediately smiled brightly, "Yeah! I'm back to see you, teacher."

When the teacher heard it, his eyes were red and his hands trembled violently.

Li Xuan quickly helped the teacher to sit on the chair, just sat down and stood up again, picked up the crutches in hand, walked out and said: "You go to the living room and sit, I will ask Aunt Li to cook, Xuetao, come, go Look at your room, Dad cleans it every week."

Zhuang Xiaoduo was surprised, and asked others for help with his eyes. Gongsun He said softly: "Xuetao is the teacher's son and our comrade in arms. He died four years ago."

Zhuang Xiaoduo helped the teacher into a room. The decoration inside was incompatible with the whole house. It was in obvious Nordic style, while the rest of the house was in traditional Chinese style.

The teacher came in and saw that the lilies on the desk were withered, so he hurried over and sighed, "I've been groggy for the past two days, and I forgot to change the water. I'll go buy fresh ones for you tomorrow morning."

The room layout is very simple, and the furniture is very novel and modern, without any military elements, more like a high-quality white-collar room.

Zhuang Xiaoduo saw a photo frame on the desk, in which were two high-spirited boys in military uniforms, who seemed to be in their early twenties.

One of them is Tang Huai, and the other must be Xuetao.

The teacher took a book from the bookshelf, "Son, Dad has learned a lot in the past two years and figured it out. If you like it, Dad will support you."

What he held in his hand was "Gay Subculture" by Li Yinhe.

Zhuang Xiaoduo seemed to have the prototype of the story in his mind. The reason why Tang Huai couldn't let go of the accident four years ago was not only the guilt for his comrades, but also the guilt for the teacher, and even the guilt for his lover.

His nose was sour, and he couldn't help taking a breath.

The teacher only walked like this for a while, and after a few words, he was very tired. The nanny came in and asked him to take medicine and rest.

The teacher didn't want to go, and sulked for a while, looked up to see Zhuang Xiaoduo, frowned, pointed at Zhuang Xiaoduo with a cane and said sharply: "What are you doing here!? Don't enter my son's room, get out! "

Tang Huai stepped out from the door and waved for Zhuang Xiaoduo to come out first.

They were the only ones for dinner, the teacher was not present, and the nanny said he had already gone to bed.

Except for Gongsun He and Xu Yao's occasional words, the dinner was so quiet that only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clinking remained.

Finding a nearby hotel to stay, Zhuang Xiaoduo was full of worries all night.

When I came out of the shower, there was still unwashed foam on my forehead.

"Xiao Duo." Tang Huai got up from the bed and called him softly.

Zhuang Xiaoduo hummed and smiled slightly.

Tang Huai shook his head, sighed helplessly, looked at his confused wife who couldn't hide her worries, and dragged him to the bathroom to wash off.

"Are you tired?" Tang Huai wiped Zhuang Xiaoduo's hair with a towel.

Zhuang Xiaoduo said in a low voice, "Yes."

"I'll blow your hair."

Tang Huai plugged in the hair dryer, adjusted it to the right temperature, gently brushed Zhuang Xiaoduo's soft hair, and dried it bit by bit.

Zhuang Xiaoduo in the mirror drooped his eyelids, avoiding Tang Huai's sight.

The sound of the hair dryer whirred, Tang Huai seemed to hear Zhuang Xiaoduo said something, but couldn't hear clearly, so he lowered his head and leaned into his ear and asked, "What did you say?"

The intimacy of being together made Zhuang Xiaoduo's grievance burst out, and Dou Da's tears rolled down.

"I said I was angry!"

Tang Huai turned off the hair dryer, grabbed Zhuang Xiaoduo by the shoulders and turned him to face himself, lifted Zhuang Xiaoduo to sit on the sink, and looked up at Zhuang Xiaoduo.

Softly: "Because I lost my temper with you today?"

With a wooden head, Zhuang Xiaoduo was so angry that he pinched his face, but Tang Huai didn't hide and let him pinch.

Zhuang Xiaoduo looked at his flushed left cheek, couldn't help but smiled slightly, and gently scrubbed his cheeks.

Tang Huai also smiled, put her arms around Zhuang Xiaoduo's waist and raised her head to ask for a kiss.

"Kiss for a while."

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