After the fake marriage, we two HE

All three were stunned.

I don't understand why the other party appears here.

Song Mianyu and Xiao Rufei looked at each other, their eyes full of doubts.

Song Mianyu said: Why is your dad here?

Xiao Rufei said: Why is my dad here?

Then they both turned their heads and looked at Xiao Cheng.

Suddenly, Xiao Cheng smiled, and his gaze shifted from the photo on the tombstone to Song Mianyu's overly pretty face.

He knew that he would not admit his mistake.

After all, Jiang is still old and hot, Xiao Cheng was the first to realize it, and said lightly, "I'll come and see my old friend."

He smiled, gentle and refined, no different from when Song Mianyu first met him.

Song Mianyu recalled that day when he ran into Xiao Cheng in the KFC bathroom, the other party said that he looked like an old friend, and then asked his surname, he said it was Song, and Xiao Cheng said he had made a mistake.

Thinking about it now, Xiao Cheng was right. The old man Xiao Cheng mentioned was probably his father, and his surname was not Song at first. After his father died, he and his mother changed their mother's surname to avoid debts.

It turned out that Xiao Cheng knew his father, and they were still friends, which Song Mianyu didn't expect. How could father have a friend like Xiao Cheng?

Maybe it was just a business relationship in the past, not the kind of heart-to-heart?Song Mianyu tried to convince herself in this way, but how could an ordinary friendship come to mourn the other party after many years of death?

Xiao Rufei was also a little surprised, Xiao Cheng still has friends?He and Song Mianyu's parents actually knew each other?

This is too coincidental.

Ever since he learned that the person who saved him was Song Mianyu, he always felt that there was an invisible thread of fate sticking between him and Song Mianyu.

At first he was pleasantly surprised, but now that he encountered such an unexpected coincidence, he was a little flustered.

Xiao Rufei remembered that one night, he saw a photo album in Song Mianyu's room. The man in the photo was Song Mianyu's father, and the background of the photo was the Cam River in Cambridge.

Now contact Xiao Cheng and Song Mianyu's father's age, maybe they used to be classmates?alumni?At that time, there were not as many Chinese studying abroad as there are now. Looking at it this way, it is not surprising that they knew each other.

However, would ordinary classmates and alumni come to visit the grave on the special day of New Year's Eve many years after the other party's death?

Based on Xiao Rufei's understanding of his biological father, even if he died, his biological father might not come to visit the grave during the Chinese New Year.

Song Mianyu walked to the tombstone with the flowers in her arms, Xiao Rufei followed, and suddenly there were three big men standing in front of the tomb, suddenly looking cramped.

Xiao Cheng stepped back consciously, and caught a glimpse of the Moutai in his own son's hand.

Oh, the first choice to send to the father-in-law.

This son, he did not teach him, he grew up by himself.

He walked up to him and taunted him, "Your father-in-law doesn't like liquor."

Xiao Cheng really felt that he was getting old, but Mian Sheng would always be young. He thought in his heart, Mian Sheng, you must never have imagined that someone came to visit your grave with old man's wine.

That man is still my son.

It's a joke that Xiao Cheng's son is with Mian Sheng's son.

Xiao Rufei felt annoyed when he was ridiculed for nothing, but he had no experience in quarreling with his parents, so he didn't know how to refute.

He checked this wine on the Internet yesterday. The first time he saw his father-in-law, what should he give him? 80.00% of the people said that he should give him wine, so he checked what wine to give his father-in-law.

According to the recommendation, Moutai is the first choice, general hard goods.

Xiao Rufei bought it.

Xiao Cheng left, before leaving, he asked Xiao Rufei, "Are you going home tonight?"

He looked at Song Mianyu, "Take him with you, go home for a New Year's Eve dinner? I have something to talk to you about."

Xiao Cheng and Wu Qingyi haven't divorced yet, but he doesn't go home for nothing. Now that he proposes to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner together, there must be something wrong.

Xiao Rufei could roughly guess, "What are you talking about? Yue Ran's entry into the family tree?"

He called his father's illegitimate son Yueran not to appear intimate, but because he did not recognize the illegitimate son's surname as "Xiao".

Xiao Cheng heard it and smiled.

The reason he was looking for Xiao Rufei was indeed because of his youngest son's entry into the genealogy. Now that he has made it clear, there is no need to pick the time, "Then let's talk about it now, your brother has to enter the genealogy."

The Xiao family is old-fashioned, and they still have the tradition of keeping the genealogy. Xiao Cheng cares about this, and the more they are a family, the more he cares.

Xiao Rufei also simply said, "No."

In fact, he didn't understand why his father was so obsessed with genealogy.

What age is it?Can an illegitimate child be justified on the genealogy?

Xiao Cheng stared at him coldly, and the corners of the father and son's identical lips bent into a cold arc, "You hate your brother?"

Xiao Cheng stared at Xiao Rufei, not wanting to let go of any subtle expression on his face, is it painful?depressed?Or resentful?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Rufei didn't have any expression on her face, her face was paralyzed for years, like an ice sculpture, and she said coldly, "Grandpa didn't agree before he died."

Mr. Xiao is stubborn. Even if other people don't recognize Xiaosan'er, they won't let their own blood flow outside, but with him, the Xiao family doesn't recognize children born out of wedlock.

Before the old man passed away, Xiao Rufei had already taken over the Xiao family's business one after another, so he didn't worry about him taking over the Xiao family. Before he died, he only asked him two things, one is to take good care of grandma, and the other is that the illegitimate child cannot Enter the family tree of the Xiao family.

Later, grandma went with the old man shortly after he left, and now there are only two instructions left, only one.

No matter what Xiao Rufei said, she would not nod her head.

Xiao Cheng smiled lightly, but with a chill, "Okay, it really belongs to your grandfather, good grandson."

"Of course!" Song Mianyu jumped out at the right time, interjecting, "If you don't have a good son, can't you have a good grandson?"

"What's your dissatisfaction? I went to your father's grave to look for it during the holidays. Why did you come to other people's father's grave when you have nothing to do?"

"Can I leave if I have nothing to do? We have delayed the reunion of our father and son."

With the string of cannonballs and Xiao Rufei's coffin face, Xiao Cheng was obviously at a disadvantage and lost momentum.

He didn't speak, turned and left.

Quiet.

Song Mianyu put the flowers on, took out a tissue, and knelt down to wipe the dust accumulated on the tombstone.

I haven't been here for a long time, and a layer of dust has accumulated. Song Mianyu wiped it and said, "Dad, I came to see you. I am fine, and my mother is fine. Our debts are almost paid off."

"I'm an actor now, I just acted in a TV series, I'm the second male lead, and it's currently on the air.

After the Chinese New Year, I will join a film production team. This time I will be the male lead. When I get paid, I will be able to pay off the debt. "

"If I have more money, I'll buy a house on the first floor. It's best to have a small yard, so I can grow some flowers for my mother."

"By the way, I found a boyfriend."

Song Mianyu finished wiping the tombstone, stood up, and teased Xiao Rufei, "It's him."

Looking at the black and white photo on the tombstone, Xiao Rufei couldn't help but straighten her back even more, as if accepting a review.

The man in the photo is very young, around their age when this photo was taken.

Mian Sheng is a very handsome man, with sharp edges and corners, clear eyebrows and eyes, with a smile, flamboyant.

It turned out that the word "Mian" in Song Mianyu's name was his father's surname.

Song Mianyu patted the tombstone, "slapped", and asked Xiao Rufei proudly, "Is my father handsome?"

"handsome."

Xiao Rufei told the truth, "I've never seen such a handsome father. He is indeed Mianmian's father."

Xiao Cheng: ...Sorry to bother you.

After opening a bottle of white wine, Xiao Rufei bowed, poured most of the bottle in front of the tomb, and then bowed three times.

He looked at the man in the photo and silently squeezed Song Mianyu's hand, "Dad, I will take good care of Mianmian, don't worry."

Song Mianyu blushed and her heart beat because of the "Dad" and because Xiao Rufei held his hand in front of her father.

They came out of the cemetery, didn't go home, and went directly to the hospital to see Song Shuya.

There are a lot of things in the trunk, food and supplies are all for Song Shuya.

The guards are very strict on family members' visits, mainly because they are worried that there are dangerous items in the things brought in, which will cause potential safety hazards to the patients, so they checked carefully.

Song Mianyu filled out another form at the door, and the doorman finally let their car pass.

As usual, I met with Song Shuya's attending doctor first, and chatted about the recent situation. Song Shuya is in good condition recently. Under the control of drugs, she rarely loses control. When she calms down, she looks like a normal person.

But taking too many psychotropic drugs will make people drowsy, sluggish, and unresponsive, so they only look normal, and as long as they talk, they will find that they are still far from normal.

The weather is fine today, Song Shuya is watering the flowers in the garden, the treatment has entered a new stage, the doctor will let her do something interesting, and gradually contact more people.

The doctor led them into the garden.

Xiao Rufei was a little nervous, and her palms were sweating.

Song Mianyu squeezed his hand, "My mother will like you."

As they approached, Xiao Rufei saw a woman holding a water bottle, standing in front of a bunch of unnamed flowers and sprinkling water.

She is beautiful, with exquisite facial features, very bright, clean and decent clothes, long hair tied behind her head, gentle and neat.

If he hadn't looked closely, his eyes would have been a little dull, Xiao Rufei would have thought she was healthy.

When the woman saw someone coming, she only glanced at it, but had no other reaction.

When the doctor moved her body away and asked her to see who was behind her, her dull eyes finally focused, and she shouted blankly, "Mianmian, Mianmian..."

She recognized Song Mianyu.

Song Mianyu's eyes became hot, and she walked up to her quickly, wanting to hug her, but was afraid of irritating her like last time, so she could only restrain her excitement and asked in a low voice, "Mom, do you know me?"

"Mianmian...Mianmian..."

Song Shuya called her son's nickname, touched Mianmian's head and Mianmian's face, as if confirming something.

"Mom..." Song Mianyu choked up.

He was already too tall, and he lowered his head to cooperate with his mother's intimacy. The moment he lowered his head, tears fell down like broken beads.

This "Mom" sounded like a child's, and Xiao Rufei's heart was complicated when she heard it, and her heart was more distressed.

With the doctor's acquiescence, he walked up to Song Mianyu, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a pack of tissues.

Unexpectedly, when Song Shuya saw him, her expression instantly turned into panic, she screamed and knocked down the pack of tissues, and then pushed him hard.

"mom!"

Before Xiao Rufei could react, Song Mianyu was already standing in front of him, in a protective gesture, and asked cautiously, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Song Shuya stared at Xiao Rufei's face and murmured, "I hate him."

Then he lowered his head, his lips trembling, not knowing what to say.

"Mom, what did you say?" Song Mianyu couldn't hear clearly, so she leaned closer to listen.

Song Shuya's voice was extremely low, and she whispered, "Xiao Cheng...he is Xiao Cheng..."