Peer relationship

After Chen Zhongzheng asked his secretary to drive Chen Xiuyuan's band out of the shopping mall last time, he had always been resentful towards Chen Xiuyuan. Until the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the secretary reminded him that it was a holiday and it was time to get off work early and go back to rest.

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival so soon." Chen Zhongzheng tugged on his tie and sighed softly.

"Mr. Chen, do you want to make an appointment for a hairdresser?" The secretary asked respectfully.

Chen Zhongzheng paused for a moment, then subconsciously touched the hair at the temples: "It's white again?"

The secretary nodded lightly and said, "This is normal, Mr. Chen doesn't need to be sad."

"Let's make an appointment tomorrow night." Chen Zhongzheng said.

The secretary hesitated for a moment and said, "Tomorrow night is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Chen Zhongzheng was stunned for a moment, and said: "Then the day after tomorrow, book a place to eat tomorrow, and send me the location and time of the selected restaurant."

One-year-old Huai originally wanted to cook a good meal to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he was a little surprised when Chen Xiuyuan said that he was going home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Are you reconciled with your father? It's good. There's no overnight feud between father and son."

Chen Xiuyuan sighed: "It's a big holiday today, I try not to talk back to him."

Zhou Suihuai nodded and said, "Okay, then you should be careful on the way back later."

"Brother, are you celebrating the festival alone?" Chen Xiuyuan asked.

Zhou Suihuai chuckled, and waved his hands indifferently: "We young people don't care about these old festivals? They only care about the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion when they are old. Go back and spend time with your dad."

Chen Xiuyuan was pushed out of the house by him, grabbed the door frame, and said with a smile: "Now you call yourself a young man?"

One year old Huai was about to close the door: "Okay, you go quickly."

The door closed with a bang, and Zhou Suihuai let out a long breath, turned and went back to the kitchen to put the ingredients bought from the supermarket in the afternoon into the refrigerator, then took out two eggs, and fried the leftover rice from yesterday .

Chen Xiuyuan took a taxi to the restaurant his father ordered. It was a Cantonese restaurant. There were quite a lot of customers on Mid-Autumn Festival, and the lobby was full of people.The waiter took him to the box booked by Secretary Chen Zhongzheng, where Chen Zhongzheng had already ordered food.

"Why so late?" Chen Zhongzheng's tone was as usual, as if he hadn't had the quarrel with him some time ago.

Chen Xiuyuan sat next to him and said, "It's rush hour now, and the road is blocked for a while."

"Let's see what to eat." Chen Zhongzheng handed him the menu.

Chen Xiuyuan said: "Just eat the dishes you ordered."

Chen Zhongzheng's expression softened slightly, and he asked, "How is school going?"

"Very good." Chen Xiuyuan replied.

Chen Zhongzheng originally wanted to follow the topic and talk about studying abroad, but the atmosphere is pretty good now, and he didn't want to make Chen Xiuyuan play petty temper by talking about these things.

The awkward silence was considered a good atmosphere for the father and son. After the dishes were served, Chen Xiuyuan scooped up a bowl of soup for his father. Chen Zhongzheng was very happy and asked him, "Are you short of money recently? "

Chen Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's okay."

Although he can't spend as much money as before, it is enough for his daily expenses.

"Then why are you doing those performances to make money?" Chen Zhongzheng asked.

Chen Xiuyuan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

"How much money can you earn by performing in the mall?" Chen Zhongzheng picked up the soup Chen Xiuyuan scooped up and put it to his mouth. After taking a sip, he continued to ask lightly, "Isn't it a waste of time?"

He had already restrained himself from saying the word "disgrace", but Chen Xiuyuan's expression changed.

"You spy on me?"

"You don't even know where my company is?" The silent and embarrassing atmosphere was over, Chen Zhongzheng put down the bowl in his hand, and asked, "Do you know how many people in the company know that you are the only one for me, Chen Zhongzheng?" Son? Do you know how many people cooperate with our company in that office building? You sing there, what on earth do you—”

Chen Zhongzheng didn't finish the second half of the sentence, he glared angrily, looking at Chen Xiuyuan whose face turned blue.

"So you invited me to dinner just to remind me not to embarrass you, Chen Zhongzheng, outside?"

"Chen Xiuyuan!" He shouted angrily.

Chen Zhongzheng thought again of the wechat message sent by his secretary before he came here, saying that he and Chen Xiuyuan had a good festival of loving father and son.

Chen Zhongzheng endured the desire to lose his temper, and said with a livid face, "You can tell Dad if you need money in the future, that's all right, let's eat first."

Chen Xiuyuan gritted his teeth tightly, he slowly rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed his anger, and continued to eat sullenly.

"Are you staying at home at night?" Chen Zhongzheng asked coldly.

Chen Xiuyuan said, "No."

Chen Zhongzheng's face turned dark again, but he didn't say anything more.

After Chen Xiuyuan left, Zhou Sui Huai hastily settled his dinner and was about to go downstairs for a walk, but just as he was going out, he received a call from his father.

Zhou Suihuai was quite surprised.

"Hey, Dad."

"Hmm... Sui Huai, have you eaten yet?"

It's been a long time since I contacted him, and Zhou Suihuai's voice is a bit unfamiliar to his father.

"Have eaten, how about you?" Zhou Suihuai asked.

"just ate."

After finishing speaking, there was a silence on the phone.

Zhou Suihuai cleared his throat and said, "Dad, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Well, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Help me and tell mom too..." Zhou Suihuai said softly.

"Okay." Maybe he sensed the embarrassment and discomfort, and after saying a few words, his father took the initiative to hang up the phone.

One year old Huai sighed, and sat down on the bench downstairs in frustration.The soreness of the nose spread from the moment he said "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival", Zhou Suihuai leaned forward slightly, put his elbows on his knees, pressed his hands on his head and rubbed it hard twice, trying to hold back his tears .

There were very few people in the community, only a father and son walked in front of him.

After a while, the father and son came back again, holding a supermarket plastic bag with two bottles of soy sauce in it.The father holds the child in one hand and the bag in the other, while the child holds the father in one hand and licks the lollipop in the other.

"Dad, my mother will scold me later, remember to tell my mother that you bought it for me."

His father chuckled twice: "Eat it quickly, don't let mom find out."

The child's mouth was stuffed with lollipops, and he said coquettishly, "I can't finish it~"

One year old Huai leaned on the bench, his hands and feet were a little cold.

The whole community is lit up with a warm yellow light, and every window has its own family.Huge loneliness and coldness surrounded Zhou Suihuai, he bit his lower lip, silently digesting this unbearable loneliness.

When Chen Xiuyuan came back from a taxi, he ran into Zhou Suihuai who was in a daze downstairs. He tentatively called, "Brother?"

Year-old Huai didn't respond.

"elder brother."

Chen Xiuyuan walked up to him and called out again.

Zhou Suihuai slowly raised his head and looked at him.

Frightened by his reddish eyes and the fragility inside, Chen Xiuyuan squatted down, put the packed vegetables aside, reached out to hold Zhou Suihuai's exposed hand, and asked softly, "Brother, are you cold? We go home."

Almost instantly, two lines of tears rolled down from the sockets of Zhou Suihuai.

The pale slapped face has a kind of fragile beauty, tears are hanging on the face, looking very pitiful, Chen Xiuyuan stretched out his hand to pull him up, and said: "Go home first, your hands are too cold."

Zhou Suihuai stared at Chen Xiuyuan's tall figure and the hand that was put into his pocket, his eyes became hot again.

After returning home, Chen Xiuyuan turned on the air conditioner at home, then returned to the sofa, and held Zhou Suihuai's hand: "Brother, can you take a bath first? It's easy to catch a cold when you get cold."

One year old Huai had already calmed down, his nose was red, he looked at Chen Xiuyuan, and asked, "Why are you back?"

"I don't want to go home, I want to stay with you." Chen Xiuyuan said seriously, "I just had dinner with my dad. I ate a delicious shrimp. I ordered a package for you to eat... It's over, I'm in the Downstairs."

This made Zhou Suihuai laugh out loud.

"I'll go down and get it first, you go take a shower first, okay?" Chen Xiuyuan pulled him up, "I'll go find you clothes, you take a hot bath."

After the company party, Chen Yan rushed to Zhou Suihuai's house, and met Chen Xiuyuan who came downstairs to get a packing box.

"Why is it you again?" Chen Xiuyuan said in a bad tone.

"Where's Zhou Suihuai?" Chen Yan asked with a frown.

Chen Xiuyuan frowned tightly, his tone and expression were like a puppy guarding food, showing his sharp teeth: "What does it have to do with you?"

Chen Yan was too lazy to bother with him, and was about to call Zhou Suihuai.

Chen Xiuyuan said coldly: "He won't answer."

Chen Yan paused, but Chen Xiuyuan ignored him, turned his head upstairs with his things in hand, and before turning into the door, Chen Xiuyuan turned his head and glanced at Chen Yan who was calling Zhou Suihuai, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not the one who came late.