true lie

After New Year's Eve and the second day of the Lunar New Year, the young couple went back to Shen Zhou's hometown together.

Except for the old uncle, there was no one worthy of their nostalgia, so they only stayed for one night, left some money for the old uncle, and left.

But this time I didn't encounter any bad things. Maybe it was Cheng Zhenxin who had run into a wall. The old aunt had fully realized that these two people were not people she could casually suck blood from, so she didn't mention buying a house for her son.

Cheng Zhenxin also canceled the previous unhappiness by the way, maintaining the superficial harmony throughout the whole process.

After all, they are relatives of Shen Zhou, so for Shen Zhou's face, he can't always pull his face.

After returning from the countryside, on the fourth day of the junior high school, the family ushered in two "uninvited guests", two big and one small.

Calling them "uninvited guests" was not because Cheng Zhenxin didn't want them to come, but because they came so suddenly that Cheng Zhenxin didn't make any preparations.

"No need to prepare," Han Yu said carelessly, "Eat whatever you have, and forget about what you don't have."

"Hmm, you can also order takeaway, we Belindas are never picky eaters, right?" Zheng Yuanhui shook Belinda's chubby little arms.

Belinda nodded frantically with the cake in her mouth.

Cheng Zhenxin: "..."

Cheng Zhenxin: "Okay."

"I won't disturb you... you guys." Han Yu glanced at Shen Zhou who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, and asked.

Cheng Zhenxin: "Will you leave if I say I'm disturbing you?"

Han Yu immediately shook his head: "Don't go."

Cheng Zhen was speechless for a moment: "Then come in."

"Hey," Han Yu shook the two big boxes of Lego in his hand, "Limited edition, I finally got it, happy new year!"

Cheng Zhenzhen accepted the gift: "Thank you, happy new year."

Because Zhao Dan hasn't come back yet, there are neither dishes nor fruits prepared at home, so there is nothing to ask for.It's okay if it's just Han Yu and Zheng Yuanhui, but it's different if there are children.

Shen Zhou put down the magazine, got up and said, "I'm going to the supermarket."

"I'll go." Cheng Zhenxin hurriedly stopped him, Shen Zhou drove the car back and forth to the old uncle's house, he was very tired, Cheng Zhenxin didn't want him to bother him any more.

"It's okay." Shen Zhou kissed Cheng Zhenzhen's forehead, "You entertain the guests, I'll be right back."

Cheng Zhenxin: "...OK."

Han Yu smacked his lips, and whispered to Zheng Yuanhui: "It's so fucking boring, my husband and I are not so tired."

Zheng Yuanhui smiled and said nothing.

Shen Zhou packed up and went to the supermarket, and Cheng Zhenzhen stayed at home to entertain the two big ones and one small one. Fortunately, Belinda grew up free-range, and she didn't cling to others, didn't mess around with decorations, and didn't like to ask questions. Cheng Zhenxin managed it well. have to come.

Not long after, Shen Zhou returned home with a bunch of vegetables and fruits, first cut the fruit plate for the guests, then took out a bag of snacks and candies for Belinda, and then went to the kitchen to cook, but Cheng Zhenzhen ate and drank with his friends, very leisurely.

After chatting for a while, Cheng Zhenxin couldn't help thinking about Shen Zhou, and made an excuse and said, "I'll go and see how the dishes are doing, you guys play first."

After finishing speaking, he ran into the kitchen in a hurry, and threw himself behind Shen Zhou like a hungry tiger, and hugged Shen Zhou's waist.

"Are you tired?" Cheng Zhen asked.

Shen Zhou was dealing with king crabs. Hearing this, he picked out the biggest crab legs, took out the meat and handed it to his mouth: "What's so tiring about cooking?"

"But I think you're tired," Cheng Zhenxin said, "Why don't we order takeaway."

"Not long after the new year, a lot of takeaways are closed, I can handle it." Shen Zhou stuffed him another crab leg, "Go, go back and play with them."

"...All right, remember to call me when you are too busy."

"Ah."

After eating two crab legs, Cheng Zhenzhen returned to the entertainment room and continued to play games with Han Yu and the others.

After playing a few times, Cheng Zhenxin couldn't sit still anymore, and he said, "I'll go and see how the dishes are doing."

Han Yu said helplessly, "Could the dishes be cooked faster if you go?"

Cheng Zhenxin: "Is it related to you?"

Han Yu: "..."

Han Yu: "OK, you go and you go."

Cheng Zhenxin didn't care what others said, and slipped into the kitchen again.

Before he could open his mouth this time, Shen Zhou replied directly: "It's almost there, there are still two dishes left."

"There are still two things left..." Cheng Zhenxin was obviously dissatisfied, "How long will it take to finish?"

"Hungry?" Shen Zhou asked.

"I'm not hungry," Cheng Zhen raised his hand to look at his watch, "but I haven't been with you for two hours and twelve minutes."

Since the reconciliation, except for going to the company, they stick together almost all the time, and being apart for more than two hours is indeed a long time.

"My fault," Shen Zhou said, "wait a second, 10 minutes at most."

Only then was Cheng Zhenxin satisfied: "Remember, I'll wait for you in the recreation room."

Shen Zhou did what he said, and he actually cooked the meal within 10 minutes, with six dishes and one soup, which can be regarded as a relatively grand hospitality etiquette.

"Hey, so many dishes!" Han Yu's eyes widened after he sat down, "This is the first time for me to try Mr. Shen's cooking."

Shen Zhou nodded slightly: "Try it, if you like it, come here often."

"Don't come here too often, it's too troublesome," Cheng Zhenzhen turned to Shen Zhou, "By the way, I haven't made a formal introduction yet. Han Yu won't mention it. This one, Zheng Yuanhui, you met in high school, do you have any impression?"

As long as it was related to Cheng Zhenzhen, Shen Zhou would keep it firmly in his heart, and he nodded to show that he had an impression.

Cheng Zhenxin turned to Zheng Yuanhui again: "Huihui should also have an impression. Our college entrance examination science department champion, last year's top ten outstanding youths, founder of Aurora Technology, honorary alumnus of No. [-] Middle School, and my lover Shen Zhou."

Zheng Yuanhui automatically blocked the previous string of titles, and was bound by the words "my lover": "Remember."

"Then we won't greet each other anymore, we are all old classmates," Cheng Zhenxin greeted, "Let's eat first."

On the night when he ran to find Shen Zhou, Cheng Zhenxin once said that he would settle accounts with Zheng Yuanhui, but in the end he didn't settle the matter, and let it go.

To be honest, he was a little dissatisfied with Zheng Yuanhui's petty tricks, but if Zheng Yuanhui still didn't tell him, he might not know Shen Zhou's feelings for him until now. It's like the chicken and the egg, no matter what the answer is wrong.

So he simply didn't think about it, anyway, being able to be with Shen Zhou was the best result.

And in love, those small thoughts cannot be completely judged as "right" or "wrong", because love is a process in which the enemy advances and the enemy retreats.

If the rival in love wins, he loses and has to compete.

So forget it.

If you have time to dig up old scores, why not show off two more bites of Shen Zhou's cooking.

"Isn't it very laborious to carve the crab into pieces like this?" He pointed to the king crab on the plate.

"It's okay," Shen Zhou replied, "There are special tools."

"Can't the supermarket help?"

"Yes, but if you bring it back after killing it in the supermarket, it won't taste as fresh as killing it at home."

"How much difference can it take in 10 minutes?" The largest supermarket nearby is 10 minutes' drive from his home.

"real."

"Next time I'll go and see with you."

"When, next week?"

"it is good."

After discussing the time to go to the supermarket to see crabs next time, Cheng Zhenzhen lowered his head and happily took a few mouthfuls of rice.

After pawing and pawing, he suddenly realized: "Hey, the paint on this bowl is peeling off."

"I guess it accidentally knocked somewhere."

"Then let's change to another set. I just feel a little tired of this set."

"There is a home furnishing store on the first floor of the supermarket."

"Then it's settled," Cheng Zhenzhen said, "I'll go to see the crabs next week, and buy another set of bowls by the way."

Because they were sitting next to each other, their voices were not loud, but everyone could hear them.

"...Dad, why did your painting style change so much after falling in love..." Han Yu searched for a long time, and finally found an adjective, "So homely."

When are the freshest crabs killed, and how often do the patterns of the bowls change? Like neighbors upstairs and downstairs, they chat all day about trivial things in life.

"Marriage," Cheng Zhenzhen corrected, "is after marriage, not after falling in love."

Oh yes.

In Han Yu's impression, Cheng Zhenzhen was still the young master who was not enlightened, so much so that he forgot that after the misunderstanding was resolved, the other party had already started a family life smoothly.

Now to describe Shen Zhou and Cheng Zhenzhen can no longer be described as "couple", but "husband and wife".

Their lives are no longer free and easy, and like other families, they will eventually return to fireworks and trivial matters.In the end, willingly, I will be confined to day and night, kitchen and love.

Thinking of this, Han Yu couldn't help feeling a little sore in his nose.

As the saying goes, stupid people have stupid blessings, and his stupid brother has found the best home in the world!

After eating, they chatted for a while, and Belinda cried and wanted to go to bed. It happened that it was getting late, so Han Yu and others got up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, Zheng Yuanhui called Cheng Zhenxin aside: "Actually, I was the one who pestered Han Yu here today. I owe you and Shen Zhou an apology. Please convey it to me. Seeing that you are doing well, I can go back with peace of mind." gone."

Cheng Zhenxin didn't say "good" or "bad". Some things really can't be smoothed over by "I'm sorry".He paused: "If you really want to apologize, go directly to Shen Zhou. I can't forgive you for him, just like I can't live through those painful days for him."

Zheng Yuanhui originally thought that with Cheng Zhenxin's emotional intelligence, even if he really liked someone, he could only stay in a superficial liking. Some people naturally lack empathy and the ability to love.

But at this moment she realized that Cheng Zhenxin really loved Shen Zhou with all his heart.

The inexplicable "unwillingness" completely disappeared, and she finally didn't have to pretend to be free and easy, sniffing: "Then I'd better not say it, I think I did the right thing, but it's a pity that I lost in the end. .Fortunately, I don't regret it."

Cheng Zhenxin smiled: "When will you leave? We will see you off."

"No need to send it away," she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and tightly held Belinda—the light in her life. So happy, otherwise I will still miss you. Don't talk about it."

She turned around, turned her back to Cheng Zhenxin and waved her hands: "I'm leaving, goodbye."