If many things are ignored, this is like an ordinary dinner for an ordinary family. It is a thick and sweet chicken soup, and it is served with a few stir-fried vegetables.

Zhong Liu and Zhong Ma chatted from time to time, and then gave Zhong Jiamu some dishes.

Zhong Jiamu planed several mouthfuls of rice, and when he looked up, he found that the rice bowl had returned to the shape of a hill, and nothing was missing.

The news was still playing on the TV, and the host sat upright on the TV and announced, "A well-known female vice president lost her son for many years, and recently discovered that the cause of her son's death was school violence."

Zhong Jiamu paused and looked up at the TV.

Recently, because of Wen Lan's incident, he has paid special attention to school violence.

Sure enough, the picture shown on the TV was the gate of No. 35 Middle School.Although the signboard is coded, anyone who has been there can tell it at a glance.

Zhong Liu followed Zhong Jiamu's gaze and looked over, then said with a smile, "Mom, do you still remember the last time I caught a social scum? This is it."

Mama Zhong obviously didn't believe it, "Did you tell the TV station? School violence, it's been 80 or [-] years. Generally, no TV station is willing to broadcast it."

Zhong Liu was deflated by Zhong Mama, and blinked at Zhong Jiamu, asking him to speak for him.

It seemed that something was choked in Zhong Jiamu's throat. The once cold light and mother's crying face on the dining table seemed to be a product of the last century.

Seeing Zhong Jiamu in a daze, Zhong Liu kicked him under the table in dissatisfaction, "Mumu, I went with you at the time. Did I carry the audience?"

"Yes Mom, I was really good at that time, and I helped a lot," Zhong Jiamu saw Zhong Liu showing a smug smile, and then changed his style of painting, "But the fact that the TV station can broadcast, I'm afraid it's not because of my brother. gone."

Zhong Jiamu analyzed from the side, "Do you still remember that Yu Deng's mother is the vice president of a media company? She should know everything about propaganda and campaigning. I remember there will be a live broadcast tonight."

Originally, Zhong Jiamu also considered Yu Deng's mother's feelings, but now he thinks about a mother too simply.

Zhong Ma sighed, "Is this trying to punish that enemy to death?"

"It doesn't count as being dead," Zhong Jiamu said, "It means that there will be a few years when life will not be very good. Those netizens don't really have blood feuds with him. These years have passed, and there are other things. The melons are edible, so what should everyone do?"

"Mumu!"

Zhong Liu's voice suddenly became louder, causing everyone on the table to startle. Mother Zhong frowned and looked at her silly son next to her.

Mama Zhong knocked on the bowl, "What are you doing? Be surprised and eat well."

After the meal, Mama Zhong didn't even ask Zhong Jiamu and He Wen if they wanted to live here again, and asked Zhong Liu to clean up the guest room.

Now Weibo and campus forums have all exploded. No matter what Zhong Jiamu clicks in, he will either give you a circle or give you a white and clean page.

Zhong Liu didn't want to clean up the house, so she took Zhong Jiamu to go with her, while He Wen sat beside her and chatted with Zhong's mother.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhong Liu closed the door mysteriously.

When Zhong Jiamu was talking at the dinner table, his expression was obviously not right. He originally wanted to ask the matter out on the spot, but fortunately Zhong Mama reminded Zhong Liu to regain his senses.

"Who did this to you? Wen Lan?" Zhong Liu nervously grabbed Zhong Jiamu's wrist, "When did it happen? And when did the heat subside?"

Zhong Jiamu raised his hand to try to appease Zhong Liu, "Brother, don't worry."

Zhong Liu raised his hand and rubbed Zhong Jiamu's hair, "Why am I not in a hurry? You are always in love, and when you meet a handsome guy you like, you want to go up and hook up. You have no roots in the first place, and you are afraid that you will not be bullied if you are bullied." I know."

As an otome love game, isn't it just about falling in love?You don't want me to start a career line in the Otome game, do you?

But in the eyes of normal people, the act of licking one for another is indeed a bit of a love brain.

Zhong Jiamu tried his best to push Zhong Liu's hand away, and said angrily, "In your eyes, I'm just an idiot with a love brain, right?"

Zhong Liu raised his hands in surrender, "I only said love brain, I didn't say you're an idiot. And there's nothing wrong with love brain?"

Seeing that Zhong Jiamu didn't blow up his hair anymore, he helped him straighten his messy hair, and sighed softly: "How nice, Mumu, you still have hope for love."

Zhong Jiamu's hands stopped, he knew that Zhong Liu was talking about He Wen.

Ever since Zhong Jiamu could remember, Zhong Liu was the first person to be so gentle to him, he was unwilling to lie in front of this person.

"Brother," Zhong Jiamu grabbed Zhong Liu's clothes and said seriously, "I don't like He Wen."

He pulled up his sleeve, raised his left hand, and exposed his wrist, "This is the locator he tied on me. No matter where I go, he can find me."

The locator displayed a number of more than 400. Zhong Jiamu tried to walk from the door to the window, and the number jumped by one meter.

"Bastard!" Zhong Liu was furious and rushed towards the door, "I'll settle the score with him!"

Zhong Jiamu hurriedly grabbed Zhong Liu, "Brother, wait a minute, I haven't finished yet. Someone has already promised to help me untie this thing."

Zhong Liu looked back at Zhong Jiamu, "Who?"

"Yi Wenbai."

As soon as this name came out, a strange atmosphere reverberated between Zhong Liu and Zhong Jiamu, but this atmosphere didn't last long, and Zhong Liu burst out laughing first.

"As expected of Mumu from my family," Zhong Liu laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, "That doggy Yi Wenbai used to bully you so much, but now it's really a turn of events!"

"But Mumu, it's really hard to get rid of after being attached to that dog man. How about I help you out afterwards, such as revealing some details so that he thinks I did it."

"No need, that would be too pitiful for him," Zhong Jiamu pointed his lips, "If he doesn't ask for conditions, then treat him as a friend and repay the favor in the future."

Zhong Liu: "If you mention it?"

Zhong Jiamu: "If he wants to mention it, it must be a matter of re-engagement. Then I'll just run away again."

Zhong Liu's eyes widened slowly, and then Zhong Jiamu gave a thumbs up, "It's cruel, I thought that the last time you escaped marriage was in your lifetime, but I didn't expect that there would be a second time! You are the only one who dares to entertain Bafang at Yi's house." When I humiliated them on the spot, I think that scene is exciting."

Zhong Jiamu said proudly: "After all, I'm not a good person."

As if the pause button was pressed suddenly, Zhong Liu stared at Zhong Jiamu blankly.When Zhong Jiamu was stared at with horror, thinking that there was something on his body, Zhong Liu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

"What happened after I left?" Zhong Liu's chin rested on the top of Zhong Jiamu's head, his voice muffled, "Mumu, you are not wrong, it must be someone else. You are kind, brave, smart and handsome, And it's my cutest brother, how can you say that about yourself?"

Zhong Jiamu originally wanted to push Zhong Liu away, but after hearing his words, the tip of his nose was sore and his eyes were moist.

Never since his birth had he been favored like this.

Zhong Jiamu fought with others at school, even if it was provoked by others, he was always pressed to apologize.

"How could my child be wrong? That child is the third child, he is not upright at all, he looks coquettish, and he may harm the society in the future."

At that time, Zhong Jiamu sat directly on the stool with his legs crossed, looking cynical.His mother nodded and bowed regardless of the situation, "I'm sorry, I will discipline Mumu more when I go back."

Zhong Jiamu stretched out his hand and hugged Zhong Liu tightly, "This is the first time in my life that I have such a good brother like you."

"You are the only good brother in my life." Zhong Liu stroked his hair, "Mumu, will you live here from now on? Since you don't like it, then don't go back with you."

The moisture that was a little moved at first subsided, Zhong Jiamu shook his head, and said very rationally: "No, the position in my hand..."

As soon as positioning was mentioned, Zhong Liu became angry, "Positioning doesn't matter, if mom knew you were being treated like this, she would have hit that bastard on the head with a bracelet just now."

While talking, Zhong Liu stood up, "Mumu in my house is the bright moon in the sky, and the emerald in the cabbage. What's wrong with adding the positioning? I let him see that he can't eat it."

Zhong Liu has always been fearless, opened the door and strode to the living room, folded his arms, and said indifferently to He Wen: "The spare quilt at home is moldy, Mr. He, I'm afraid you won't be able to live here tonight."

He Wen raised his eyes and stared at Zhong Liu for two seconds, with no light in his pupils, "It's okay, it's my side who interrupted you suddenly at such a late hour."

He shouted to the people behind Zhong Liu: "Mumu..."

Zhong Liu interrupted He Wen, "Mumu won't go back with you, he will sleep in the same room with me."

He Wen sat firmly on the sofa, "Don't bother, Mumu is not used to living in a strange place, he still has class tomorrow."

"That's what I want to tell Mr. He." Zhong Liu raised his eyes and said, "So many things have happened recently, it's better for Mumu to rest at home for a week or two."

Ever since he was waiting in the parking lot, He Wen had been enduring it.

The psychiatrist Miao Miao kept hinting to He Wen that as long as he waited patiently, Zhong Jiamu would definitely stay with him.

But now, he obviously sat there obediently, but Zhong Jiamu didn't want him anymore.

Some even wanted to drive him out.

He Wen stood up, put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were dim.

He walked towards Zhong Jiamu and stretched out his hand, "Mumu, come back with me."

Zhong Liu forcibly intervened between them, "Mr. He, if you go one step further, I'll call the police. I'm afraid it won't look good for everyone to go to the police station so late, right?"

Mama Zhong was washing dishes in the kitchen. She heard something was wrong, wiped her hands on her apron and came out, "What's going on? What happened to the room Zhong Liu told you to clean up? Why are you arguing with the guests?"

Zhong Liu protected Zhong Jiamu and took a step back, but said lightly: "The quilt is moldy, there is no place for Mr. He to live tonight."

How could the quilt be moldy?

Zhong's mother clearly remembered that the seasons changed recently, and she washed and dried everything.

Mama Zhong was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that there must be something hidden in it, she pulled He Wen out and interrupted: "I'm sorry, He Wen, it's the first day you came here today, but the quilt at home is moldy."

He Wen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, "No, I'll take Mumu back."

"Take Mumu back?"

Mama Zhong's eyes flicked between Zhong Jiamu and He Wen, and she frowned slightly, sensing something was wrong.

When she spoke again, her tone was reprimanded, "Zhong Liu, why are you meddling in matters between husband and wife? Send Mumu and the others to the parking lot, and I'll reprimand you when I come back later."

Zhong Ma hugged He Wen and drove them out.He Wen glanced at Zhong Liu's side, saw that he was indeed holding Zhong Jiamu's hand reluctantly, and followed behind him, and then took a step outside.

Mother Zhong seemed to know that her son had offended He Wen, and even opened the door for her.

This attitude is completely different from when they were greeted before.

It's just that as soon as He Wen went out, someone pushed his back. Mama Zhong quickly changed her face, threw out the velvet box containing the jade bracelet she had just received, and quickly closed the anti-theft door.

The sound of the "bang" closing the door was extremely loud in the corridor, and the sensor lights for going up and down the stairs turned on at the same time.

After He Wen stabilized his figure, there was only his shadow and a gift box left under the dim light.

Behind the door, Mama Zhong, who had just pushed He Wen, was stroking her chest to calm herself down. She recalled the hands that had used all her strength to pull He Wen back just now, and murmured, "I'm scared to death." It scared me to death, that stupid big guy is so fierce!"

The author has something to say: Look, when we are together, we call her Xiao Tiantian, as long as we don’t get it, He Wen, that doggy man, will show his true colors

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