After being dumped by his son and his father

The next day, on Sunday, Wei Qing woke up early in the morning at her home. The house here is too small to accommodate too much fitness equipment. After living for a long time, Wei Qing developed the habit of going out for morning jogging. Of course, exercise is the second, the main purpose Or go to the supermarket to buy ingredients for a hearty breakfast for the big ones who are still lying in bed at home.

Just as Wei Qing was huddled among a group of elders and aunts in the supermarket, leisurely choosing ingredients, a call from his friend Shi Yan rang like a reminder. He is also a regular member of Wei Qing and Qiu Xi's circle of friends.

In fact, most of my friends, including Shi Yan, have heard about the recent quarrel between Wei Qing and Qiu Xi. At first they thought it was Wen Yuanxian who was sowing discord in the middle, although they felt very helpless when the two brothers argued over a woman It goes on and on, but it is other people's private affairs after all, and they don't have much to say as bystanders. It wasn't until this morning that many people heard the news that Wei Qing had sold Qiu Xi at the birthday banquet held by Wang's family last night, and they didn't realize it. to the seriousness of the situation.

Moreover, Qiu Xi was thrown into the hospital with a vase by that cruel woman Wen Yuanxian, and she has not yet come to her senses. After receiving the call, Qiu Xi's parents hurriedly put down their work and rushed to the hospital. Tin's head wrapped in white gauze into a rice dumpling.

Knowing that her son was opened by the owner's vase during the banquet, Qiu's mother, who was overly sad, was blinded and fainted on the spot. After waking up in the morning, she frantically asked Wen Yuanxian and Wang's family for an explanation. They couldn't be persuaded, and a group of people were arguing in the hospital.

Shi Yan and a few friends came out of the hospital after seeing Qiu Xi who was unconscious. As soon as the group of people parted ways, Shi Yan couldn't wait to call Wei Qing. In the circle of friends, only he and Wei Qing were closer.

"You know about Qiu Xi, right?" Shi Yan said straight to the point without going around the bush.

The environment around Wei Qing was extremely noisy, and he was casually picking up seaweed with a plastic bag. After a while, he could distinguish Shi Yan's words from the earphones, and replied coldly and perfunctorily: "I don't know."

"Last night, he was opened by that stupid woman Wen Yuanxian with a vase. He is still lying in the hospital with his dead body. Wen Yuanxian and her parents are hiding like grandchildren and dare not come out to meet people. Qiu Xi's mother I cried until I passed out all night." Shi Yan slapped the steering wheel hard, his teeth almost gnawed in anger.

Hearing this, Wei Qing didn't care much and said, "Isn't this normal? One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Why are you so angry?" Not long after the words fell, Wei Qing said again, "Trouble Thank you." It was obvious that the latter sentence was not addressed to Shi Yan on the phone.

Shi Yan was silent for a while, listening to Wei Qing's rustling voice, he couldn't help asking, "Are you outside?"

"Correct."

"Will you tell me earlier, where are you?" Shi Yan said, "I'm going to your house to find you, and talk to you about Qiuxi in person."

Later, when Wei Qing reported the address of an unfamiliar supermarket, Shi Yan was taken aback again, thinking that this Young Master Wei is really leisurely and elegant, to go across the diameter of a city to visit a supermarket.

Half an hour later, Shi Yan drove his flamboyant bright green sports car to the outside of the supermarket that Wei Qing mentioned, and under the command of the car guard, he parked the extremely eye-catching car in a group of gray cars. In the middle, even he himself felt out of place, touched his nose in embarrassment, paid the parking fee of eight yuan and went straight to the fresh food section of the supermarket.

This is the first time that Master Shi Yan has come to such a down-to-earth place in his life. Wearing expensive white slacks and a flamboyant pale pink shirt, with his jet-black hair carefully groomed, he walks among a group of early-rising elders and aunts It is definitely the most eye-catching existence, but Shi Yan, who is usually used to the amazement of passers-by, feels uncomfortable at this moment.

The aunts stared straight at Shi Yan as if they wanted to stare Shi Yan out of a hole. There was a fishy smell floating in the closed space. I was so disgusted that I almost threw up.

But at this time, there was an enthusiastic aunt who came to talk to her. After asking Shi Yan a dozen questions like checking her household registration, the aunt asked with a smile: "Young man, do you have a girlfriend? The girl opposite your aunt is also your college graduate." Yes, I think you are a good match, why don't you add her WeChat to chat?" The aunt took out her mobile phone to scan the QR code for Shi Yan.

Shi Yan was stunned by the behavior of being caught by the aunt and making a match with him. He waved his hands in a panic and said, "No, no, auntie, although I don't have a girlfriend, I have a boyfriend."

The aunt raised her head suddenly: "What did you say?"

"That's the man—" Shi Yan pouted with his chin in the direction where Wei Qing was standing not far away, smiled awkwardly and politely, "I'm going to find my boyfriend, otherwise, Auntie, go to the supermarket to guard Come on, there is a lot of people coming and going, and you can quickly find the person you want."

Wei Qing took over the slaughtering and cutting of the fish fillets by the supermarket staff, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from far to near behind him, and he could guess that it was Shi Yan, who was entangled by the aunt just now, without looking back.

Although Shi Yan is taller than 1.8 meters three, his fair and childish baby face makes him completely lose the majesty of adulthood. If he is not dressed in a coquettish and mature way, he really looks like he has not left school. College students, no wonder they are loved by so many elders.

Shi Yan, who had just escaped from the aunt's claws, had a bad complexion. Seeing Wei Qing's appearance of an outsider who had nothing to do with him, he was even more annoyed. He patted the unnecessary dust on his clothes and muttered Grumblingly complaining: "What are you doing in this dirty supermarket early in the morning? Don't tell me you're here to buy fish..."

"Hold it." Wei Qing suddenly handed a drenched bag to Shi Yan's hand.

Shi Yan took it subconsciously, looked down, and saw a pile of freshly cut fish fillets through the gap in the bag, exuding an indescribable aura, Shi Yan's face was pale in an instant, and he looked up at Wei Qing walked away ruthlessly, and moved his lips mechanically: "You really came to buy fish early in the morning."

Wei Qing didn't buy many things, and he could carry them with two hands. He walked around the dazzling array of shelves and came to the cash register. After queuing for less than 5 minutes, he arrived at them. Wei Qing put the things in his hand on the counter. I scanned it for the cashier and said, "I want a medium-sized bag."

"Okay." The cashier is a young girl, her cheeks are flushed, and she sneaks glances at Wei Qing, who is expressionless and lowers her head as she packs the bag from time to time.

Shi Yan, who was following behind, stared at Wei Qing's skillful movements with dull eyes, and seemed to have received an extremely heavy blow for a moment. He couldn't believe the scene he saw at this moment, even though he had heard of Wei Qing a long time ago. When Qing was studying abroad and living with his girlfriend, he would buy vegetables and cook by himself, but seeing it with his own eyes is another matter. It is not a clean supermarket environment, fresh-keeping bags with fishy smell, and noisy people everywhere. passers-by.

All of this was completely beyond Shi Yan's imagination.

I don't know what Shi Yan thought of, his expression suddenly became serious at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially after following Wei Qing through several narrow and narrow alleys to an ordinary old community with little green environment The pain and shock on Shi Yan's face rose to the highest point in an instant. He wanted to ask something but was afraid of touching Wei Qing's sore spot. He stopped talking like this for a long time, and his originally handsome face suddenly wrinkled. A bitter chrysanthemum.

The elevator in the community is also extremely narrow, and there are small advertisements for sewers all around. These small rectangular papers seem to be densely pasted on Shi Yan's face and body, covering him so hard that he can't even breathe heavily.

After an extremely long struggle in his heart, Shi Yan uttered a sentence with difficulty: "Ah Qing, tell me the truth... Is Shuguang going to go bankrupt?"

Wei Qing was unexpectedly silent for two seconds before saying, "Who said that?"

"You give me this feeling..." Shi Yan turned his head and looked around the surrounding environment with difficulty. The dim elevator lights shone on his sad little face like a blooming bitter chrysanthemum, "Otherwise, how could you Moving to this kind of place, this is not the life you should live..."

Wei Qing glanced coldly at Shi Yan's face that was so sad that he was about to cry, pushed away the comforting embrace that the other party wanted to give him, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a fake smile: "Thinking too much is a disease, you have to rule."

Shi Yan who was ruthlessly rejected: "..."

If it wasn't for Shuguang and the Wei family, Shi Yan would have thought that Shuguang had gone bankrupt seeing Wei Qing living in such a miserable state, or Wei Qing would have been brutally expelled from the Wei family until he lost his soul and followed Wei Qing back home. When he got home and saw Wen Ziheng who was making milk tea for his child in the living room, Shi Yan felt completely wrong, and almost collapsed, he shouted to Wei Qing: "No, Ah Qing, why are you renting with someone else? Woolen cloth!"

Wen Ziheng looked at Shi Yan in bewilderment.

Wei Qing stared at Shi Yan with idiot eyes for a long time, then sighed and said in a subdued tone: "This is my lover Wen Ziheng."

Shi Yan: "..." Is this the rhythm of a co-tenant becoming a lover?

Wei Qing never liked people disturbing his and Wen Ziheng's private life, even if they grew up together. He frankly admitted that he is such a person who forgets friends when he sees sex. Shi Yan came to disturb his and Wen Ziheng's private life so rashly, it just so happened that they needed help to move this afternoon, so Shi Yan, who threw himself into the trap, naturally became a free labor force.

Wei Qing cooks breakfast and lunch, and Wen Ziheng occasionally helps pick vegetables and peel garlic, and the kid named Wen Xi just sits motionless on the sofa and watches TV.

There is no servant in this family, and Shi Yan, who is eating and drinking, is really sorry, so he can only force himself to take the responsibility of washing the dishes, even though he just packs the dishes and puts them in the newly bought dishwasher. Master Shui also dawdled for nearly an hour.

Wen Ziheng and his son Wen Xi have lived here for a few years, and they can easily pack up a few large luggage bags for clothes and daily necessities, but Wen Ziheng only plans to move one-third of the items there temporarily, and the rest Save it for the future and slowly move over like ants move. Three adults driving three cars can just move everything in one trip.

After entering the picturesque high-end residential area, Shi Yan suddenly felt that the air was much fresher, and now he finally believed that Wei Qing did not live in that old residential area because he had no money, but to pursue true love, just——

Shi Yan quietly glanced at Wen Ziheng who was talking to Wei Qing in the elevator, except that he was a little younger and had a better face, Shi Yan really couldn't see anything about this person that was so good that Wei Qing should give up his good life Surrounded by such a simple residential building, Wei Qing has a lot of young, beautiful and educated women around him, not to mention Wen Yuanxian, who has been stalking Wei Qing for so many years, is also a typical Bai Fumei.

However, Wei Qing didn't know which muscle was wrong and found a man...

He is still a man who needs Wei Qing to serve him in every way. This is not a lover, it is obvious that Wei Qing found an ancestor for him.

The more Shi Yan thought about it, the more desperate he became. He thought he knew what he had to say and said it directly on the phone. As a result, he rushed to deliver it to his door. Not only did he become a free labor force, but he was also forced to know about his good brother becoming a gay man. , How does this make him treat Wei Qing with normal brotherly affection in the future?Fortunately, Wei Qing has a boyfriend, otherwise he is so handsome, he would not be the first target of Wei Qing's attack.

Thinking of this, Shi Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, homosexuality doesn't mean you just like a man." Wei Qing's voice suddenly rang in Shi Yan's ear, and Shi Yan, who was guilty, turned his head in a hurry, and in the next second, he met Wei Qing's cold gaze, and he looked up and down Shi Yan circled around, "I don't like color palettes."

Shi Rui: "...Hey, who are you talking about palette!"

Hearing this, Wen Ziheng took Wen Xi out of the elevator and glanced at Shi Yan who was in a panic, but couldn't help but burst out laughing. Shi Yan really looked like a color palette. There are more than seven colors to the feet - pink clothes, white pants, gray shoes, black sunglasses on the chest, a few strands of dark green hair dyed, floral socks showing nods, etc...

This attire would be considered girly + non-mainstream when put on other boys, but it is very natural for Shi Yan. Sure enough, everything is supported by appearance.

Shi Yan, who was hit by the blow, was depressed all afternoon, but he still did not forget his purpose of coming to Wei Qing. After dinner, he took Wei Qing to a quiet coffee shop downstairs, frowned and asked directly: "What's going on between you and Qiuxi? I ​​heard that you sold him at the Wang family's birthday banquet."

Wei Qing leaned on the seat with his arms folded, and when he mentioned yesterday's incident, the coldness flowing on his face could almost overflow: "He is the one who collects the evidence, and he is also the one who helped me run the program. How could it be I sold him? Besides, the Wang Group copied Shuguang first, so Shuguang is not allowed to defend its rights?"

"That's not what I said..." Shi Yan scratched his hair irritably, and immediately realized that he had done a hairstyle today, and hurriedly wiped the fallen strands of hair on his head nervously, and then continued to talk awkwardly, "We are good brothers and we live in the same place. We look down and see each other. Qiu Xi's parents will definitely know what you said yesterday, and maybe they will put Qiu Xi's hat on you because of Wen Yuanxian's scooping." On the head, you also know how much Qiu Xi's parents cherish Qiu Xi, an old man."

"What's none of my business?" Wei Qing raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "Since he is willing to mess with Wen Yuanxian, he must be prepared to stumble. The Wang family's stigma is not limited to copying Shuguang's products."

"Why do I feel that you hate Wen Yuanxian very much..." She is obviously a beautiful woman with an attractive appearance, Shi Yan held her chin and suddenly thought of something in the blink of an eye, "No way... Wen Yuanxian Xian, Wen Ziheng... Could that boyfriend of yours be the vicious elder brother that Wen Yuanxian said he often lies, fights and steals..."

The last word "ba" has not come down yet, but was forced back by Wei Qing's suddenly gloomy eyes.

Shi Yan shrank his head, not daring to say anything more.