Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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The air suddenly quieted down.

Sometimes silence does not mean affirmation, but it shows hesitation, without the first refutation, there is a clue, the two people present understand this truth, but none of them admit it, Wen Li said: "No."

He missed the best time for his answer, and pretending to be calm made him a little suspicious. Cheng Mosheng stared at him for two seconds, as if trying to see the flaw, but in the end he just smiled: "That's good, I didn't either."

The two had their own thoughts, and after Cheng Mosheng finished saying "no", the air fell into silence again.

Wen Li couldn't explain why he felt a little lost at that moment, the smile on the corner of Cheng Mosheng's mouth hadn't faded away, and there was still tenderness in his eyes, just like the one he saw every day, but it seemed something was different.

It seemed that the rising hope fell back again, and the ignited flame was extinguished by someone. Wen Yue found that he seemed to have developed an emotion called dependence on this person in his heart in just one month. good sign.

Since he finally walks alone, he must always be alone.

Without reunion, there will be no parting.

He used to think that Yan Gu was destined, but later found out that it was just a joke.

He used to think that Yao Wenlan could accompany him for the rest of his life, but now that she is less than fifty, she is already doomed.

The parting was too sad and painful, and he didn't want to go through it too many times.

Once or twice is enough.

Cheng Mosheng looked at Wen Li quietly, he might have thought of the past again, and there was sadness in his eyes.He confirmed that Wen Yue is not an emotional person, but he always shows it in front of him.This realization made him a little bit happy, he thought he shouldn't have said that no, that wasn't his sincere words, he admitted that he was really a little bit moved by Wen Li.

The sentence that his friend said to him last night, "Your little boyfriend has had a miserable life from childhood to now, you have to take good care of him" is still echoing in his ears. Knowing about Wen Yue from other people's mouths, they turned the biography of the character into a few thin sheets of information, which were quickly flipped through.

He wanted to get to know him for himself.

Eat with him, chat with him, and tell him where there is the most beautiful starlight and the most shooting stars in the world. They made a wish under the shooting stars and slept together in the camping tent.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

The person who came was Cheng Mosheng's friend, with blond hair and brown eyes, three-dimensional features, and deep eyes.

Wen Li wanted to go back to the house, but just took a quick glance, and remembered that someone used the word "beautiful" to describe men in the book, so it was not wrong.

"He is of mixed race, and his mother is a famous Belarusian beauty. It's normal to grow up like this, and it's not normal to be disabled." Cheng Mosheng saw his surprise and explained.

Hearing Cheng Mosheng's words, Wen Li walked back to the house a step slower, and the guests outside the door rushed into the house, the first sentence was not to reminisce with old friends, but pointed to Wen Li excitedly and said: "This is you That little boyfriend? He looks really iconic!"

Cheng Mosheng reminded him that this was a little frivolous, so don't say it again next time, since you have been away from country Z for more than ten years, you can use English instead if you don't know how to speak it, they can understand it.

Wen Yue was slightly embarrassed, and said hello to that person.

The man introduced himself as An Cixiu.

The nationality is in China, but the family business is abroad. After studying in university for two years, he went abroad as an exchange student. On the surface of studying, he actually inherited the family business.

A real rich N generation.

An Cixiu seemed to be very interested in Wen Yue, and Wen Yue was forced to stay, forming a three-person conversation. Within 2 minutes of the conversation, Wen Yue moved to Cheng Mosheng's side with a face full of pain.

Beauty is beautiful, but the voice is too loud, not only high in decibels, but also talkative, very noisy.

"With his good looks, if he hadn't talked too much nonsense, how could he be alone?" Cheng Mosheng said seriously.

The beauty became angry with embarrassment, and wanted to say that everyone is mutual, you are not single at the age of 35, but when she saw Wen Li, she thought that she was already married, and suddenly became discouraged.

Just kidding, Cheng Mosheng asked An Cixiu if he wanted to stay for dinner.

An Cixiu was greedy for Cheng Mosheng's craftsmanship and wanted to stay, when he saw Wen Li's bandaged hands, he asked what was going on.

Wen Li said a word, and was pierced by the glass.

"That must be painful enough." An Cixiu felt the same way, "I was playful when I was a child, and I didn't notice the glass door when I was playing football, and I bumped into it."

As a result, the glass was broken, and he was also injured. Seven or eight stitches were stitched on his leg, and the pain made him sleepless for several nights.

Instinctively staying is the life of an [-]-watt light bulb, An Cixiu withdrew the "yes" that had already reached his throat, shook his head, and said that he had made an appointment with someone else to have a big meal.

The big meal is of course an excuse he made casually. He booked a hotel in the city center. It is common for him to travel for ten days and a half months. Therefore, even if he does not have a fixed house in China, he is not unaccustomed to it. On the contrary, he is looking forward to it. This year's new domestic delicacies.

So far, he has been to many countries, but what An Cixiu misses the most is the hometown where he was born and raised, where there are countless delicacies and songs that you can never get tired of listening to.

In the evening, there was a piano performance at the National Theater, and Cheng's mother asked Wen Yue if they were interested in listening to it. Cheng Mosheng knew that Wen Yue was too busy at home because of his hand injury, so he just said go.

After changing into slightly more formal clothes, the two of them went to Cheng's house to pick up the second elder. When Cheng's mother saw Yue's hand, she exclaimed what's the matter, the injury is not serious.

Wen Li smiled slightly, saying that it was a small injury, scratched by a piece of glass, and two pieces were embedded in the flesh, it just looked scary.

"Why are you so careless!" Mother Cheng glanced at Cheng Mosheng, "Did Mosheng instruct you to work at home?"

Wen Li was flattered by this daughter-in-law's tone, and couldn't laugh or cry, "No such thing" came to his lips, but was stopped by Cheng Mosheng's "My fault".

Wen Li said, "It has nothing to do with you!"

Cheng Mosheng smiled dotingly: "Isn't it my fault that I didn't take good care of you and hurt you?"

Cheng's mother said that the young couple was too tired to see, and coquettishly told Cheng's father that they would ask the driver to drive them to the theater instead of sharing a car with these two.

Only then did Wen Li realize that this was acting, so he didn't say a word, and held Cheng Mosheng's arm at the side, as if they were really affectionate and loving, and they were a newly married couple who were very sweet.

But Cheng's father was transferred and taught by Cheng's mother for so many years, and his mind is still very straight, "You have been talking about your child at home for so long, why don't you stop sitting if you don't want to sit, and I even gave the driver a holiday, then I will take it The driver called back?"

Cheng Mu was speechless: "...get in the car, you."

Talking and laughing all the way, Cheng Mosheng didn't notice the program list until he got to the theater, there was actually Tang Lai in it, he looked at Wen Li who was looking around curiously, and at the same time looked at the happy parents, his mood was complicated for a moment, he seemed to be the person who knew the most here .

Wen Li probably didn't know that Tang Lai was Wen Qi's mother, Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother didn't even know who Wen Qi was, but Tang Lai met once, but in their eyes, Tang Lai was just a minor character.

In order not to spoil Wen Li's mood of listening to the music, Cheng Mosheng didn't say anything, found a seat according to the number on the ticket, and waited for the show to start.

Not long after, someone took a seat in the empty seat next to him, and chatted with Cheng Mosheng: "Cheng, you're here too, what a coincidence."

Cheng Mosheng looked at the person coming: "An Cixiu?"

An Cixiu said, "Cheng, when did you become interested in piano music?"

Unexpectedly, when they met in the afternoon and then in the theater in the evening, Cheng Mosheng said, "I came with my mother."

An Cixiu: "Auntie is indeed here."

He looked up and saw Cheng's mother on Cheng Mosheng's right and then on his right.

Wen Li naturally wanted to sit next to Cheng Mosheng, Cheng's mother wanted to talk to Wen Li, so she sat on Wen Li's right hand side, and Cheng's father sat on the far side.When Cheng's mother saw An Cixiu, she didn't dare to recognize him, but because his appearance was too outstanding among the yellow race, Cheng's mother still whispered hello: "Xiao An?"

"It's me." An Cixiu waved to the elders, and chatted with Wen Li again.

It seems that he and the Cheng family are old friends. Cheng's mother asked him when he came back, how many days he will be here, whether he is busy with work recently, how the company is, etc. An Cixiu answered them one by one. Asking questions, he seemed to enjoy it.

"That's why he has a good relationship with my mother." Cheng Mosheng whispered to Wen Li.

Ordinary young people would only find it annoying to see their elders asking questions, but An Cixiu enjoyed it, because his peers could hardly stand his chattering, so the elders never tire of it.

Over time, the relationship between An Cixiu and Cheng's mother became stronger.

After chatting with Cheng's mother, there was still some time before the piano performance, An Cixiu asked Cheng Mosheng in a low voice, why did he want to come to tonight's performance.

Even if Cheng's mother wanted him to come, Cheng Mosheng could still refuse. I haven't seen him come a few times before.

Cheng Mosheng said to bring Wenli out to relieve boredom.

"The person you asked me to check, didn't Tang Lai be mentioned? I saw her name on today's program list! Could it be the same name? But this is the only one in China who can play the piano. !"

"I forgot to read the playlist." Cheng Mosheng said, "Wen Li doesn't know yet, so keep your mouth shut and don't miss it."

"Don't worry, I'm keeping my mouth shut!"

Cheng Mosheng recalled the glorious deeds of this man before, and felt a little headache for a while, wondering whether it was a blessing or a curse to meet him in the theater today and get so close to him.

The piano was played in the middle, and more than half of the five people in this row fell asleep.

Cheng's mother, as an old lady who has reached the retirement age, usually has nothing to do when she has nothing to do, either go shopping with her little sisters for beauty treatment, or come to the theater to listen to operas and compose music.I don't listen to the piano very often, but I know a little bit about it. In addition, the sound of the piano is melodious and ethereal, and it is enjoyable to listen to. Cheng's mother is still intoxicated by it.But the other two men in the Cheng family were not artistic, and they fell asleep after listening to the beginning, and they were about to fall asleep at this time.

Even when Cheng Mosheng fell asleep, his back was straight. Wen Li had never been to the theater before, and it was a bit novel at first, but it was boring after listening to it.He couldn't support his head with his hands, so he leaned on Cheng Mosheng's shoulder. Only An Cixiu and Cheng Mu, who were the only two awake, looked at each other from a distance across the two seats and let out a long sigh.