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Wen Shuo: "Mom, it's unsubstantiated, isn't it okay for you to say that?"

Mother Wen curled her lips: "I'll just tell you. I won't talk nonsense with others when I go out. It's all passed on by them."

"My aunt is the same. It's okay to talk nonsense." Wen Shuo frowned and said, "Don't say that they are not, so what if they are? It doesn't bother them. They are still relatives, and they talk about people behind their backs."

After talking about it, I felt something was wrong. Why did his mother seem to accept homosexuality well when she said it, but she was just surprised that his sister Yaya was gay?

Wen Shuo looked at his own mother: "Mom, you seem to be more open-minded than I think?"

"Cut," Mother Wen pointed at him with chopsticks, "Don't treat your mother and me like old antiques!"

Wen Shuo grinned, looking like I wouldn't dare.

Ms. Wen: "Of course, life is interesting only when you live with someone you really like. Gender and age are actually not the most important thing. Besides, children are things outside the body, whether they are born or not. Death will not be taken away. "

Wen Shuo was stunned: "Mom, it's the first time I've heard that life and death are used to describe children..."

"It's all the same." Mother Wen said, "It's nonsense to talk about raising children to prevent old age. What do you think I'm pointing at you? You can't even see Tianer's figure. Instead of working for your own family, you go to others to serve the people Serve, just like your dad."

"Originally, I thought about waiting for your father to retire and our old couple to play around and enjoy life. As a result, he took the first step after waiting. After that, I thought, like me and your father, when we are around I quarrel every day because of trivial things, I always think he is disregarding his family, I hate him this and that, and when people leave, I think about him, this is good, that is good, it's really amazing that we can get along well with him when we are alive. "

"So later on, I looked away. All love is nonsense. Two people have feelings for each other when they are together, and they know how to cherish each other. Cherishing the time together is the real thing."

"Actually, it's not just because of your dad. At that time you were with Qiqi, and you made a donkey face every day. It made me feel uncomfortable. How about living? I still hope that you can find someone like Xiaodai who can Makes you happy."

Wen Shuo didn't know that her words pierced his heart, but he felt his head buzzing and his heart pounding, and hurriedly clasped his fists at his mother to beg for mercy: "...It's alright, mom, besides, I was thinking that you would arrange for me Married and had a child with your younger generation."

Mother Wen was very happy when she heard it: "He gave birth to you? Huh? Just talk nonsense and you will! But the standard is like this. Mom hopes you will be happy."

After the meal was all cleaned up, Wen Shuo also forgot the strange emotion that had suddenly arisen in his heart earlier, what nonsense could be more important than chatting with his brother Zhen?

She was also afraid that his mother would laugh at him and pull his pigtails when she saw him sending WeChat messages with Dai Zhenheng, so she quickly went back to her room after finishing her work.

Tentatively, he sent a message, and got a quick response. Wen Shuo was so beautiful, and felt that Brother Zhen was really good, many times better than Zhang and Zhou.

The two texted for a while, but Wen Shuo felt that it wasn't enough, so he switched to voice, and after a few words, they hit it off and switched to video.

Wen Shuo went from asking him if he had dinner to talking to each other about what they ate, then talking about Mother Wen's poor craftsmanship and not being able to keep up with Dai Zhenheng, and talking about what happened to Dai Zhenheng on the road, whether there were any beautiful stewardesses to strike up a conversation with, by the way Speaking of who I met after I came back today, the empty-nest old man whose children are not around during the big festival, Wen Shuo even helped the old lady carry rice with the left hand and noodles with the right...

Dai Zhenheng understood the truth, but he was still a little unhappy after hearing it: "... Take it easy, how long is your arm?"

"It's not too heavy!" Wen Shuo didn't care, "The two together only weigh forty catties."

Dai Zhenheng held his breath in his chest, staring at Wen Shuo leisurely.

Wen Shuo hesitated: "...Aren't the bags a waste of time? It's only on the second floor... I won't dare next time."

Dai Zhenheng sighed, this person says he doesn't dare now, but he will definitely do it again next time he meets him, a typical example of not changing after repeated admonitions, but what can be done?Doesn't he just like people's warm heart and this naive energy?

Seeing his relaxed expression, Wen Shuo immediately changed the subject, and asked him which movie that was released recently was more suitable for taking Wen's mother to watch.

Dai Zhenheng mostly cooks for his pastime, and doesn't watch many movies, so he asked Wen Shuo to search for the titles of the movies he was interested in, and the two discussed it one by one.

In the end, Wen Shuo and Dai Zhenheng decided to take Wen's mother to watch an old-time literary film. The screenwriter and director are relatively well-known, so there should be no mistakes.

Wen Shuo naturally asked Dai Zhenheng if he wanted to take his parents to see it as well, Dai Zhenheng was silent for a while before saying yes, which made Wen Shuo curious but didn't dare to ask more.

The two chatted until after ten o'clock, Dai Zhenheng urged Wen Shuo to sleep, and then hung up.

When Dai Zhenheng came down from the stairs, the acting mother was still asleep. She was leaning on the sofa and applying a mask to watch a variety show. When she caught a glimpse of her son, she immediately showed a smile that was not a smile: "Qingqing, I am enough?"

"..." Dai Zhenheng sat on the side sofa, "Don't talk nonsense."

The surrogate mother squinted at him: "You just keep watching and don't do anything. When will you be able to keep the clouds open? Although your father and I don't expect to have grandchildren, we still have to see our daughter-in-law anyway."

Dai Zhenheng didn't look at her either, and stared at the TV expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter."

"Then why do you stay there if it doesn't matter? Isn't it good to come back and help your father?" Zhizi Mo Ruomu, it's no wonder that the surrogate mother can trust him, "To save him from running away every day and leaving me alone at home." Stay vacant."

With these words, Dai Zhenheng fell silent.

The surrogate mother said again: "Why is your child so deadly? You hope he can respond to you, but you don't want to bend him yourself, so what, wait for the sun to dry him up and bend him? Or what do you want to wait for?" God, someone else did this for you, and then you pick it up again?"

The previous ones are all good, but the last sentence directly hit Dai Zhenheng's pain point, blowing this person up: "Mom, don't you talk nonsense?!"

Acting mother: "Yes, I said casually that you are like a firecracker on fire. If you have the ability to go out and blow up others, you will kill your mother if you blow up your mother at home!"

Dai Zhenheng gritted his molars and did not answer, but his chest heaved greatly, obviously really angry.

The surrogate mother didn't bother to talk to him anymore, she rolled her eyes and went on to do what she should do.

When the mother and son went back to their rooms to rest, they didn't say a word to each other.

Dai Zhenheng actually knew that he shouldn't do this, but he had no choice but to control his emotions when it came to Wen Shuo.

May I ask, does he really not have any thoughts or urges to break up with Wen Shuo?of course not.

But he couldn't do it.

It's not that there is any psychological barrier to Wen Shuo's bending, nor does it have to be hypocritical to do it by himself. If one day Wen Shuo regrets it, will he be irresponsible to this person.

He just hoped that when Wen Shuo made all the decisions, he would do so out of his true heart, instead of letting him forcefully decide a path for him.

Dai Zhenheng sometimes feels confused because of his own thoughts, and his unrequited love for more than eight to nine years almost wiped out all his beliefs.

If he hadn't taken the initiative to bring the two of them closer this time, maybe in a few years, he would really be able to dispel all the thoughts he shouldn't have.

But this doesn't mean that he can let go of Wen Shuo and live a life with other people.

For so many years, the future he has arranged for himself in his mind is only a single figure, and only in unrealistic dreams can he imagine that the person he loves can grow old with him and spend this life together.

Outside the window is another city immersed in the night, a city without the person he loves, Dai Zhenheng stands in front of the window, staring at the scene that seems to be deep in his heart in a daze - it will be dawn in a few hours, Everything is about to wake up, and this city will usher in a new day, but his heart is still gray.

He suddenly began to regret being close to Wen Shuo, which gave him too many things that he never expected, and made his heart that should have been quiet beat even more wildly than before.

Now let him think about the future, about Wen Shuo's future without him, it would be tantamount to tearing his heart out.

It turns out that if you have never owned it, you will not feel pain.

Wen Shuo had a good night's dream. When the alarm clock rang in the morning, he jumped out of bed and happily ran to wash up.

Mother Wen naturally teased him when she saw it: "What a dream?"

"I won't tell you!" Wen Shuo's mouth was full of foam, "You want to miss me again!"

"Cut," mother Wen curled her lips, "I know if you don't tell me, now no one can make you so beautiful except Xiao Dai!"

Wen Shuo: "..." I always felt that something was weird, but I couldn't refute it, so I could only lower my head and rinse my mouth to ease my embarrassment.

While eating breakfast, Wen Shuo thought about it and asked his own mother naively: "Mom, why do I feel that you are talking like I am having sex with brother Zhen?"

Mother Wen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so she just rolled her eyes back at him.

The day before yesterday Wen Shuo changed shifts with his colleagues to see off Dai Zhenheng, and today he went to work briskly, feeling bored doing everything.

I started to look at my watch frequently around ten o'clock, and when I saw eleven o'clock, I suddenly remembered that Dai Zhenheng was not there, and I had to eat in the cafeteria at noon, but I answered a call before dinner and went to the police. Brush it clean.

He bought a piece of bread from the nearby supermarket and came back to eat it. He took half of the bread and secretly took a picture and sent it to Dai Zhenheng.

Dai Zhenheng didn't respond for a long time.

Wen Shuo was so melancholy that he lamented that the tea was cold, so he ate the bread with plain water.

While going to the bathroom, the phone rang, and Wen Shuo picked it up without looking to see who it was. Only when he heard the voice did he realize that it was Brother Zhen.

"I'm a little busy today, so I forgot to order takeaway for you." Dai Zhenheng, who hadn't fallen asleep for half the night, was tired in his voice, "Just a piece of bread?"

Wen Shuo, who was still unhappy at first, would have liked to hear his voice: "I'm too hungry, and I can't eat anything else. I'll have a look later, and I'll go buy some pancakes when I'm hungry."

"Don't make do with it." Dai Zhenheng was in a mess, "If I go back and you make yourself suffer from stomach problems, let me see how I can deal with you."

Wen Shuo laughed, and quickly assured that he would not, and then asked, "Brother, what are you busy with? It sounds messy."

Dai Zhenheng replied feebly: "The wine bureau, one stall at noon and one stall at night, I don't know what time I can go back today."

Wen Shuo: "Drink less!! You haven't caught a cold yet! You still say me, aren't you more aggressive than me?"

"no way."

After saying this, Dai Zhenheng was silent for a moment, Wen Shuo waited for a while but didn't hear anything, thought he had hung up, took a look at the phone, it was still on the phone.

I went to listen again, wondering if I missed the beginning, Dai Zhenheng: "...Suo, today is my birthday."

The author has something to say:

The data is not very good, I am a little confused, I don't know if it is because of poor writing or something.After reading it, I feel hypocritical, but if I don’t read it, I feel panicked and unhappy (????ˇ??ˇ????)