After being dumped by his son and his father

After hesitating for a long time between opening the door and not opening it, Wen Ziheng finally opened the door slowly amid another urging doorbell.

As the gap between the doors gradually widened, Wei Qing's impatient face also appeared in Wen Ziheng's sight.

Wei Qing was only wearing an off-white nightgown, and his black hair soaked in water was draped submissively between his foreheads. His skin was very fair, and his tall and straight features seemed to be shrouded in a mist of mist.

At this moment Wei Qing was frowning and looking at Wen Ziheng with displeasure, the corners of her mouth curled into a drooping arc.

Wen Ziheng's complexion was also not very good. He still had one hand on the doorknob, and he stood upright in the middle of the door. The bright yellow living room light poured down from behind him, illuminating half of his handsome face. Bright and transparent, the other half is immersed in shadows.

Before Wei Qing opened his mouth, Wen Ziheng, who was a little bit broken, was the first to speak out: "You were the one who pretended not to know each other when we met in the future, and now you are the one who found my door, what do you want? "

Wei Qing, who was yelled at inexplicably, was slightly startled, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, but the smile did not spread to his eyes. He narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wen Ziheng inexplicably.

"I……"

"That's enough, Wei Qing." Wen Ziheng interrupted Wei Qing's opening words in a deep voice, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in his dark eyes, and it finally calmed down, "What happened between us is very important to me. It's not important anymore, I don't blame you, and I don't want to worry about the past, but can you give me a quiet living environment? We each go our own way, and I won't take the initiative to provoke you, I also hope You can stay away from me..."

After the words fell, there was a pause of two seconds, Wen Ziheng slowly pulled out a mocking smile, "After all, I ate expired food, even if I spit it out later, the taste still stays in my memory, doesn't it?"

After speaking, ignoring Wei Qing whose face was suddenly covered with dark clouds, Wen Ziheng quickly returned to his original expressionless face, took two steps back, and closed the door with a "thud".

It was finally quiet.

"Dad." Wen Xi, who was sitting on the sofa, tilted his head and looked at Wen Ziheng. The little guy seemed to have sensed his father's depression, jumped off the sofa and ran to hug Wen Ziheng's legs , raised his head and said, "Dad, let's go to sleep."

Wen Ziheng touched his son's dry soft hair, squinted his eyes and smiled, picked up his son and walked towards the bedroom: "Xiaoxi goes to bed first, daddy will tell stories to Xiaoxi after taking a bath?"

Wen Xi who was put on the bed obediently climbed into the bed and lay down, held Wen Ziheng's face and kissed him seriously: "Hurry up, Dad."

Wen Ziheng found a change of clothes and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower. He suddenly remembered Wenxi's abnormality today. After thinking about it for a moment, he closed the bedroom door, picked up his mobile phone, went to the balcony and dialed the number of the kindergarten teacher.

The night wind in March was cold, and Wen Ziheng was wearing a thin shirt that had been spilled with coffee during the day. He was shivering and couldn't help rubbing his arms. The beep sounded for a long time before the teacher answered the phone.

"Next month, a parent-child competition will be held in the kindergarten. At that time, the parents of the children will be invited to participate in the game, but not all the parents of the children will come. Some children have special family situations, parents are busy with work or parents It’s possible not to be around, and the garden will not make mandatory requirements.”

Knowing the situation of Wen Ziheng and his son, the teacher couldn't help sighing, "Because the activity time has not yet been determined, we only tell the news to the children at present, and let the children go home to remind their parents, but the child Xiaoxi is more sensitive. , After hearing too much from other children, it’s inevitable that you’ll think about it.”

Wen Ziheng was silent, and Wen Xi's numb expression when he called his mother in the car suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, the picture was blown into pieces by the cool wind, turning into a spiky The silver needle pierced into Wen Ziheng's flesh and blood, and the dense pain fell like raindrops.

He can give Wen Xi everything.

Except for the illusory thing of "mother".

At this moment, Wen Ziheng doubted for no reason whether his decision to give birth to Wenxi despite everything was right or wrong. His mother committed suicide by jumping off a building because of depression. He married into a third party's family.

There was also Wen Ziheng's half-sister in that family, who was the same age as him, named Wen Yuanxian.

Since he grew up in an environment lacking family care and Wen Yuanxian's constant bullying and oppression, Wen Ziheng's desire for family is stronger than anyone else's. He thinks that he can bring good things to Wenxi by doing his best. Life, the result is that he underestimated the pressure from society and overestimated his own abilities.

After chatting with the teacher for a while, the phone suddenly vibrated. It was a call from Sister Zheng, who sold the house to Wei Qing.

After Wen Ziheng said hello to the teacher, he hung up the phone. As soon as he answered the call from Sister Zheng, the loud voice came from the receiver: "Xiao Wen, what's going on with your family? Didn't you agree? Has the drain pipe been repaired? Why is it leaking again?"

Wen Ziheng was taken aback for a moment, thinking of Wei Qing who came to the door, his brain suddenly couldn't turn around: "Is there a water leak?"

"Yeah, the handsome guy who bought the house called me just now and said that it has leaked into the living room." Sister Zheng said angrily, she was holding her breath, and she couldn't directly lose her temper with Wen Ziheng, "You first Go down and have a look, if the water leak is serious, you can discuss how to make a settlement, your bathroom will definitely have to be rebuilt, and this will not work.”

At the end of last month, the bathroom in Wen Ziheng's home began to leak. At first Wen Ziheng and Sister Zheng didn't know about it. Later, Wei Qing got a call from Sister Zheng to inquire about buying a house. Sister Zheng took Wei Qing to the room to have a look, only to find that the bathroom was leaking. Both the living room and the living room were leaking, and the walls of the living room were soaked in deep and shallow areas.

Wen Ziheng invited a repairman to check it, only to find out that the drainpipe was rusted, and there was still some water leakage after repairing it three times in a row.

Sister Zheng did not hide the fact and told Wei Qing the truth. Unexpectedly, Wei Qing not only didn't mind, but also hurriedly urged her to go through the transfer procedures, and invited workers to simply renovate the house the next day.

If it hadn't been for Wei Qing's resolute refusal to let her come over to deal with the leaking problem, when Wei Qing called Sister Zheng just now, she would have rushed over from the neighborhood across the street like lightning.

"I'm going to talk to him right now. I'm sorry to cause you trouble." Wen Ziheng said as he walked towards the door. On the phone, Sister Zheng was still suggesting that he apologize to Mr. Wei, but he didn't listen. People who don't talk.

"Okay, okay..." Wen Ziheng responded repeatedly, opened the door, and there was a tall and tall figure standing outside.

It was still Wei Qing in off-white nightgown.

It was still a face that was gloomy as if it had just been fished out of an ink tank.

Even the standing posture is exactly the same as half an hour ago, the only difference is that he is holding a mobile phone in his hand now.

"Hey, are you finally willing to come out?" Wei Qing gritted his teeth and stared at Wen Ziheng, his brown eyes were filled with roiling anger, and the slightly twitching corners of his mouth all showed the forcibly suppressed desire in his heart. anger.

"..." Wen Ziheng was stunned for a moment, thinking of the wishful and narcissistic words he said to Wei Qing just now, he wished he could become a transparent person on the spot.

He actually thought that Wei Qing was using this opportunity to pester him...

But it's really funny to think about it. If Wei Qing really wanted to save him, he would have taken action five years ago, and he wouldn't drag it until now.

"You don't need me to remind you about the water leak in your house?" Wei Qing's sinister voice interrupted Wen Ziheng's thoughts, his eyes quickly focused, and Wei Qing's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling appeared in his sight, " Now my bathroom and living room are full of water, do you want to go down and have a look?"

Wen Ziheng pursed his lips to avoid Wei Qing's sneering eyes. After all, he was at fault for this matter. Even if he repelled being alone with Wei Qing at this time, he could only bite the bullet and take the elevator downstairs with Wei Qing Check out his new home.

During the short journey of less than 1 minute, both of them were extremely quiet.

Wen Ziheng silently followed behind Wei Qing. Wei Qing in front of him was opening the door with a key with his head slightly lowered. Wen Ziheng also quietly looked at the tiger slippers on his feet that his son had chosen in the supermarket. It was dim, and Wei Qing's broad back was almost completely occupied in the corner of his vision.

Wen Ziheng's eyes flickered, he blinked, and suddenly the tip of his nose felt sore.

After opening the door, Wei Qing walked in first, Wen Ziheng hurriedly took a deep breath, and walked behind as if nothing had happened: "Do you have shoe covers?"

"It's so dirty, what are you wearing shoe covers for? Step in with your shoes on." Wei Qing put the keys on the shoe cabinet and walked straight to the living room.

This is not the first time Wen Ziheng has come to this house, last month when his bathroom was leaking, he came to see it with Sister Zheng, and the interior decoration has changed a lot.

The previous decoration of the house was completely based on Zheng Dajie’s personal preferences, not to mention how good-looking it was, but only things that Zheng Dajie thought were pleasing to the eye and affordable were brought in. Wei Qing made a lot of changes, discarding most of the styles and color combinations. Very strange furniture and decorations, all replaced by cool tones of black, white and gray.

Water was dripping on the floor next to the TV cabinet, Wen Ziheng looked up, the white wall had been soaked into light gray by the water stains, and the bathroom was even more horrible, the general environment in cold colors and water stains everywhere, The visual effect is very cold.

This time, Wen Ziheng had no choice but to lower his stance no matter how much he had feelings for Wei Qing. He lowered his head and said in an apologetic voice, "I'm really sorry. I have asked a repairman to repair the drain pipe a few days ago. Yes, my son took a bath just now, but I didn't expect it to be leaking. I'll ask the cleaner to help you clean up the house tomorrow morning, and I'll find someone to fix my bathroom again, and your loss..."

"These problems can be solved until tomorrow." Wei Qing leaned against the clean wall with his arms folded, and interrupted Wen Ziheng's words in a leisurely manner. His eyes slowly looked around the room, and then raised his eyebrows, " Now the question is - where do I sleep at night?"

Wen Ziheng frowned: "Your bedroom..."

"Ms. Zheng's bed was thrown away by me, and the new bed I bought only delivered a shelf." Wei Qing glanced at the sofa soaked by the water flowing down the wall, and sneered, " I planned to spend the night on the sofa, but thanks to you, I have nowhere to sleep."