Look good

Of course Wen Changrong ignored Qiao Xing's nonsense, the man quickly recovered his usual calmness, and when a short video of a girl leaving the coffee shop holding Shen Qinlan's arm came from the opposite side, the man patted Qiao Xing lightly. Lucky back.

"Go out first."

"..." The content of the video is so bright that Qiao Xing can guess with his toes that Shen Qinlan is really going to marry. He is obviously far away from the big goal of 'divorce'.

Hearing this, Qiao Xing dawdled down from Wen Changrong's lap, lingered on the spot for a while, endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back: "Then sir, divorce..."

"Of course we won't leave," Wen Changrong turned his gaze to him and sighed, "Didn't you watch the video?"

"But that doesn't mean..."

"Okay." Wen Changrong said, "Go out first."

"I……"

"go out."

……

Qiao Xing came out of the house in despair.

He refused the driver's pick-up and walked aimlessly on the wide road of Wen's Manor alone.

Qiao Xing held a cigarette between his fingers and puffed on it. He had lost at least three cigarette butts along the way, but he smoked each one harder than the other. illusion.

His head wasn't on fire, but Qiao Xing's boredom was real.

He felt that he had come here aggressively today, and returned in a mess. The thousand lines he had prepared before were blocked by Wen Changrong in a few words, and after a long time of mental preparation, he was repelled by the man with a single sentence, and... There are obviously countless flaws in this, he can think of a hundred ways to respond at the moment, but for some reason he just couldn't think of it when he was upstairs.

He felt that it was useless to blame him, but he felt that it was impossible for him to go upstairs to argue with Wen Changrong aggressively and express his determination to divorce.

Why can't it be done?

Qiao Xing didn't know either.

He just thought of Wen Changrong's stern eyes in the box again and again, of the first time he came to this city, Wen Changrong patiently explained to him while holding his hand tightly like an iron hoop, and of his ignorant 18 From the age of 25 to the humane and sophisticated...

They have separated and reunited too many times, but for the first time he has some understanding of the world, the first time he has some understanding of society, his lust, his growth, his career... He has too much, as if It all started with Wen Changrong, and has always been accompanied by Wen Changrong's shadow.

He seems to have infiltrated into his world, influencing him invisibly again and again, so that now he doesn't know how to strip this part out, and doesn't know how to refuse.

Maybe... I have some fledgling plot?

Qiao Xing couldn't figure it out.

I just feel that I am bored and bored now.

……

After coming out from Wen Changrong's place, Qiao Xing remembered calling Lao Zhao to show that he had returned safely. By the way, he talked about the dispute between the two in the study. He sighed deeply, reassuring him that this is not bad.

After the phone call, Qiao Xing went to the studio again, burying himself in his work wholeheartedly, seeking a moment of relief.

At 09:30 in the evening, Qiao Xing returned to Wen’s house after work. He finished washing quickly, but just like the previous days, his body felt very tired, but his mind couldn’t stop turning. He didn’t even bother to turn off the lights. Just lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling for 10 minutes, thinking that when I was going to 'fight until dawn' again tonight, Wen Chang came again.

Qiao Xing didn't lock the door, and after getting permission, Wen Changze opened the door and entered the room, seeing him smile habitually, as if chatting:

"How are things going?"

"Are you working?" Qiao Xing replied, "Very good."

"It's not work." Wen Chang entered the room, turned off the headlights in the room, and turned on the small warm yellow desk lamp by the bed.

The dim light reflected on the wall was warm, neither dazzling nor gloomy, just just right.

Appeared very safe.

The wheelchair stopped by Qiao Xing's bed, and Wen Chang continued what he had just said: "I saw you dressed up this morning, and your expression looked very serious, as if what you were going to do was very important It's a big decision."

"..."

"Now, is this matter settled?"

"..." Qiao Xing didn't speak.

He lay on the bed and tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on Wen Changze's eyes.

The man in the wheelchair didn't shy away from his gaze, but looked at him so calmly, his pupils looked particularly clear and trustworthy under the warm yellow light.

"...It didn't work out." Qiao Xing said, "I did make up my mind and use a lot of courage, but in the end I was stopped by a few words."

"Well, that's it." Wen Chang didn't have much expression, just nodded: "Then try harder next time."

Qiao Xing paused: "...you don't seem surprised?"

"It's not surprising." Wen Chang smiled at him.

"why?"

"What you are going to do today is what you asked me yesterday, what you were afraid of, right?"

"……Um."

"Fear can't be accumulated overnight, and likewise, it can't be solved overnight." Wen Chang said: "It doesn't matter if you fail this time, as long as you work hard next time and find a new solution, be brave, and you will always succeed." fixed."

……

That night, Wen Chang read a fairy tale to Qiao Xing.

Qiao Xing dreamed of sleeping in the clouds, the house was made of cotton candy, and the chandelier was a big apple. When he raised his head, there were countless pieces of red old man's head floating on the ceiling-it was a fairyland on earth.

'ding ding ding'

The familiar ringtone awakened Qiao Xing from the joy of counting money. He was annoyed for a moment, and then subconsciously suppressed his temper when he saw the caller ID. As soon as he was fed, his blood began to surge again.

"I'll ask the driver to pick you up at ten o'clock, and I'll go to the amusement park later."

Wen Changrong said so.

Imperative sentence, command mood, no refusal.

"..." Qiao Xing looked at the clock at 08:30, his teeth itching with anger, "I...you..."

"Ok?"

"...Why do you want to go to the amusement park all of a sudden?" Qiao Xing wiped his face mournfully, "Could it be that you want to bring children to relatives when you are so busy every day? Do you want to take children to the amusement park?"

"Didn't you like amusement parks the most?" Wen Changrong said, "You have been suffering from insomnia for a while, and you are always unhappy. It just so happens that everything has been resolved, so let's go and relax."

"..." Qiao Xing didn't know where to start complaining.

He was silent for a while, and said, "Sir, I'm not five years old, I'm 25 years old..."

"You just told me that you wanted to go to the amusement park many times," Wen Changrong corrected his mistake, "We went there until you were 20 years old, and you had a great time."

"..." There are reasons and evidences that cannot be refuted.

"Okay, the driver will pick you up at ten o'clock." Qiao Xing heard two knocks on the door from Wen Changrong, "I have something to do, so hang up first."

"Dududu-"

The gold master is still doing whatever he wants as before, and he still doesn't listen to others.

Qiao Xingsheng dropped his cell phone to the side of the bed and smashed himself into the pillow.

——If he doesn't go, will Wen Changrong chop him off?

……

Qiao Xing's interest was not high, and he lost all the motivation to please the benefactor like before, so he was very silent along the way.

Wen Changrong occasionally spoke, but in the end, Qiao Xing chatted to death, or Qiao Xing choked back the words. The man's eyes stared and stared along the way. He wanted to start several times, but he saw Qiao Xing's face again. I endured the injury.

Arriving at the entrance of the amusement park, it was probably because Qiao Xing was making soft resistance. After getting off the car, the man grabbed his wrist tightly in displeasure. The strength made Qiao Xing feel pain in his wrist, and the man walked The speed is also very fast. Qiao Xing's thigh injury has not fully healed, and he will feel pain when he takes a slightly larger step.

After walking in this way for a few steps, Qiao almost fell down several times. If it wasn't for the crowds at the entrance of the amusement park, he really wanted to imitate a child and just sit on the ground recklessly on the spot.

……

Entering the amusement park, there are crowds of people everywhere, but Wen Changrong probably reserved a seat first, and when the two entered the venue, staff immediately came up to lead the way. Such as the Ferris wheel and pirate ship, the amusement facilities that Qiao Xing used to like very much were empty. It looks like it's booked out.

But no matter what the environment is, Qiao Xing is not happy when he is not happy. He just followed Wen Changrong like a puppet along the way. Wen Changrong was also in a bad mood. Going to mention it, I only turned my head to look at it and then went on to think about how to leave Wen Changrong perfectly without hurting myself.

Passports can be found where they belong, so it seems that they can only be smuggled...

"Brother Qiao!" Qiao Xing was thinking, but a familiar voice came from not far away.

Qi Da was wearing a bright red sweater today, and was accompanied by two foreigners. Qi Da waved to Qiao Xing from a distance, and then ran over.

"It's finally your turn!"

"?"

Qiao Xing was at a loss, had he made an appointment with Qi Da?

"This is my friend, Arthur and John," Qi Da introduced the two foreigners around him, and then stood beside Qiao Xing affectionately and took Qiao Xing's arm. "They are also open marriages!"

"?"……also?

"I heard that Brother Qiao and Mr. Wen are in an open marriage, so I introduced it to my two friends, and they said they are very welcome to play together!" Qi Da's eyes were bright, but he looked at Qiao Xing as if With some deliberation, the young man stood on tiptoe slightly, and leaned his lips to Qiao Xing's ear: "I don't accept so many people, but... I still hope that Brother Qiao can be happy with me alone."