Perfect Two

If it's not, then it is.But he said "not counting", as if he was trying to excuse Feng Yi and wanted to defend him.Pros and cons are both words, it depends on what the listener thinks.Human thinking is directional, first there is a bias, and then it develops in that direction.

This is why suspicion begets more suspicion.

Cheng Xirong smiled at his mother, and with his current face, he can definitely be innocent and harmless.Whether it is there or not, that is Feng Yi's business, as long as I can make people feel distressed.

As a result, the old lady looked at Cheng Xirong and suddenly sighed.Cheng Xirong was taken aback, it was different from what he imagined!What was it that touched her heart?She was fine just now, why all of a sudden... You know, she has always been strong and rarely expresses her frustration.

Cheng Xirong had never seen her do such a thing as sighing.

This time, Fu Zhou didn't speak anymore, and just stood beside him as a boring gourd.Cheng Xirong looked at the old lady cautiously, hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice with uncertainty on his face, "What's wrong with you?"

The old lady sighed again, halfway through this time, as if she suddenly realized that it was inappropriate, she took it back: "I just looked at you, and thought of me, Lu Er. You are very similar to him."

After saying a word, Cheng Xirong's nose started to turn sour.Where is it like?I am!But I can't say it, I can't admit it!Cheng Xirong sniffled, thinking about how many people would believe him if he told the truth.

zero.Absolutely no one will believe it, such a weird thing, even if I can't explain it clearly, how can I convince others?

What's more, I have missed the best opportunity.Up to now, in the early stage, in order to wash away the doubts on my body, I have done so much guidance and foreshadowing.How to erase those suspicious eyes at that time, will encounter the same obstacles now.

Do you want to say something about the past to prove yourself?I'm sorry, but Cheng Xirong trained you as a disciple in the house, and will tell you everything, most likely he heard these things from there.There are also very secret things?That was definitely what Cheng Xirong told you, otherwise where did you find out?

Cheng Xirong could have fully expected such a situation, that he would be regarded as a lunatic. "Borrowing Cheng Xirong's name is not enough? Now you want to become him? I'm sorry, there is only one Cheng Xirong, and he is no longer here."Absolutely.

What's more, parents are old, and their ideas are stuck to aging.They won't accept what even young people don't necessarily believe.

Once he speaks out, what he brings to them will not be comfort.is turmoil.In this turmoil, there is only negative emotion.

Cheng Xirong was reluctant and didn't want to push his parents into such a situation.

The old lady was on the opposite side and continued to speak: "The way you smiled just now is exactly the same as when he was a child. That child, besides being mischievous, is also very good. He saw that I was tired from work, so he came to smile at me to please mine."

Cheng Xirong raised his hand and touched his face.

The old lady also laughed, full of bitterness: "Although most of them want pocket money."

Cheng Xirong couldn't laugh.Fu Zhou beside him also looked like he was struck by lightning and lost his soul.But he loves to listen to anything related to "Cheng Xirong", and he is fascinated by it.People probably have this kind of mentality towards their lovers. When they met, they regretted why they were not together for so many years.

If you miss it, you can't catch it back.Being able to listen to people talk about it is already a great happiness.

What's more, now that "Cheng Xirong" is no longer around, no matter what time period he is related to, it is really one less thing to hear.

Cheng Xirong could understand Fu Zhou's state of mind and state at this time, so he didn't expect him to help him smooth things over.He himself was a little floating, as if the laziness during the day hadn't subsided, and he was dreaming.

After thinking for a long time, Cheng Xirong licked his lips and pulled out a sentence from his blank mind: "You can treat me as your own child."

Right, that is it.It's good to say what's on your mind, and tell your mother everything you think of.There is no one else around now, except for the truth that cannot be told, tell her everything else.

Cheng Xirong sniffed again, and continued, "I'll take care of you until the end of your life. If Cheng Xirong didn't do it, I'll do it for him. Okay?"

The old lady paused for a long time before she laughed: "Silly boy. Are you afraid that I will misunderstand you when you say this?"

Cheng Xirong looked bewildered: "What?"

"I have money and real estate in my hands, and you will give me a pension and die, what are you so worried about?"

The blood rushed to his head, and Cheng Xirong stood up straight away, the heavy wooden chair was stuck behind his legs, making a harsh friction sound.Cheng Xirong's breathing became quicker, and his words became more anxious: "I will have some money too! Definitely more than what you have! Just wait and see, am I greedy for your little money!"

The previous obedience and meekness were gone, and even the respect from the heart was thrown to the ground, and his feet were trampled on.The atmosphere was a bit deadlocked, and no one spoke for three seconds.

Then, Cheng Xirong began to fall down very disappointingly, and the arm that was pressing on the table began to weaken.Fu Zhou kept staring at him, picked him up first, turned around and ran to the sofa in the corner, and put him down.

Cheng Xirong grabbed the skirt of his clothes, breathing in a mess, inhaled one mouthful, and had to spit out twice, his body also began to tremble.Fu Zhou knew that he was worried all the time, since he answered the phone, he was too nervous.The pills he swallowed at home didn't help much, and he couldn't bear his ups and downs.

But you can't take more medicine, you can only let him slowly recover from this strength.Fortunately, it wasn't serious, Cheng Xirong was just so excited that his blood surged up.After roaring out, I have vented, and more than half of my emotions have dissipated.

Fu Zhou squatted beside him and asked softly, "Do you want some water?"

Cheng Xirong's face was stern, gloomy, and he didn't speak.

Fu Zhou knew that he could only sulk with his mother, no matter how big his dissatisfaction was, he would only vent it for a while, and restrain the rest.Seeing that his breathing was a little easier, Fu Zhou turned to the old lady and said, "He was overworked yesterday and had a low-grade fever in the middle of the night, and he only receded in the morning. He took his medicine once after answering your call. He is not in good health and still When you speak, please don't pick up those heartbreaking words to say."

The old lady was also shocked, and for a moment she didn't care about the accusations and hostility in these words.She stood there, staring at Cheng Xirong for a long time, and finally turned her head and asked Fu Zhou: "Didn't the news say that the operation is over? Why is it still like this?"

Fu Zhou suppressed his voice and replied word by word: "Still recuperating."

The old lady paused for a long time, then let out a silent breath: "I'm really confused. Young man, don't care about my old lady."

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