Don't mess with farmers

From the floor to the sofa, and then to the bed in the bedroom, the two of them stayed up all night, as if they wanted to make up for the two-year gap at once.After the end, Liu Jiawen nestled in Xiao Yi's arms, his eyes rolling around.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Xiao Yi caressed his cheek with a very gentle tone.

Liu Jiawen shook his head: "I can't sleep..."

"Who told you that I'm going to get married?" Xiao Yi thought it was funny when he mentioned this.

"Qiu Ke, bastard, if I see him again, I'll definitely take his skin off." Liu Jiawen felt that he was so embarrassing that he believed Qiu Ke's nonsense for a moment, making him look like a shrew.

Xiao Yi chuckled, looked at the alarm clock, and said, "Close your eyes and go to sleep first. You should have a good rest. I will go to see Peng Xiaoyu at five o'clock."

"No!" Liu Jiawen refused, hugging his waist tightly, "I don't sleep, I'm afraid you will disappear when I open my eyes, it's like a dream, I'm not sleepy at all, I just look at you like this."

"Big Ju..." Xiao Yi stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and said softly, "I will never leave you, I promise you, never again."

"I don't believe it, you are so indifferent to me..."

Xiao Yi smiled helplessly, and explained: "Actually...I originally wanted to finish Peng Xiaoyu's marriage, so I went to Liu's house to pick you up, but my big orange seems to be unable to wait for a day."

"You're too mean! You were playing tricks on me before you said that!" Liu Jiawen bit his collarbone as if punishing him with a sore nose, then rubbed him like a kitten, and whispered, "Xiao Yi, I I love you and never change."

Such a big orange made Xiao Yi's heart ache, he touched his face and replied: "I love you too, Jiajia, I miss you very much."

"Really?" Liu Jiawen sniffed, "You're not lying to me, are you?"

"No." Xiao Yi held his hand and touched his chest, and said, "The truth."

"I'm sorry..." Liu Jiawen said in a low voice.

Xiao Yi raised his chin and asked, "Why do you apologize?"

"I..." Liu Jiawen's eyes dimmed, "I hurt you two years ago when I spoke too unfeelingly. Those words were not true. Xiao Yi, I am willing to accompany you to live an ordinary life. I was forced at that time because My dad just..."

"I know." Xiao Yi kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, "I know Daju, you have been wronged, you can only blame me for being too incompetent to keep you by my side."

"It's not like that..." Liu Jiawen shook his head, "You have always been the best in my heart, whether it was before or now, I only want you."

"Jiajia..." Xiao Yi hugged the person in his arms and sighed, "I haven't seen you for two years, and I'm even more lovable."

"Xiao Yi, don't worry, I've made plans when I come back this time, and I won't let the same mistakes happen again, trust me."

"I believe you, Big Orange."

……

It may have something to do with the joy of reunion. Liu Jiawen was in a particularly good state of mind. After an hour of sleep, he woke up with Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi has been living in the residential building where the two used to live together, and the interior decoration has hardly changed. Liu Jiawen sat on the sofa and looked around, deeply moved, as if he had never left here.

Xiao Yi found a new set of clothes and handed them to him, touched his hair that was not completely dry and said, "Dry your hair first, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Liu Jiawen nodded, stared at him a few times, bit his lip, and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Yi, tell me the truth, after we separated, you...have you ever had sex with someone else?"

Although it's absurd for men to say that they are as good as jade, and Xiao Yi is at a young age, at least he needs to solve his physical problems, but as long as he thinks of Xiao Yi's intimate affairs with other men and women, Liu Jiawen feels breathless and hangs himself. I have my heart.

Xiao Yi was changing his pants, he was taken aback when he heard this question, and then calmly replied, "Guess."

"Guess what!" Liu Jiawen stood up abruptly, then lowered his head lacking confidence, "It's okay, tell me the truth, I...I can bear it."

Xiao Yi laughed and patted his forehead, "Don't think too much, dry your hair quickly, let's go find Peng Xiaoyu, you haven't seen him for a long time, he must be very happy to see you."

"No!" Liu Jiawen shook his head, unwilling to let go, "You answer me first, have you ever had someone else?"

Xiao Yi turned his head, his face flushed slightly for the first time: "Everything is boring."

"Quickly answer me, you and that Lan Feng... have you ever..."

"It's none of his business to mention what he's doing." Xiao Yi held his face in his hands, and said solemnly, "There is no one else but you."

"Ahhhh! Really?" Liu Jiawen yelled excitedly, hugged his neck and began to kiss him, "Well...Xiao Yi, you have always been mine alone..."

"Stop making trouble." Xiao Yi pinched his face, "Get dressed, let's go find Peng Xiaoyu, today is his wedding, it's impolite to be late."

"Yeah!" Liu Jiawen nodded frantically.

The two were dressed neatly. Xiao Yi went downstairs first to ride a motorcycle. When Liu Jiawen came out, he saw a familiar scene. A man in black clothes and a black helmet was parked on the side of the road waiting for him.

Liu Jiawen almost burst into tears, and the bits and pieces of the life they used to live together came to his mind instantly. Xiao Yi used to always pick him up to and from get off work like this.

Calming his mind, Liu Jiawen forced himself not to get too excited, walked forward quickly and took the helmet handed by the other party, stepped on it with long legs, then put his arms around Xiao Yi's waist, leaned into his ear and said: "lets go."

The moment Peng Xiaoyu saw Liu Jiawen, he yelled exaggeratedly: "Brother Jiawen! Damn! When did you come back?"

"Okay, you!" Liu Jiawen patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and looked at the dress on his body, "You are actually married, congratulations."

Peng Xiaoyu laughed, glanced at Xiao Yi beside him, took advantage of people not paying attention, grabbed Liu Jiawen's arm and asked in a low voice, "Brother Jiawen, are you reconciled with Brother Yi?"

"Yeah." Liu Jiawen smiled happily.

"Finally!" Peng Xiaoyu sighed, "Brother Yi always has a cold face, he won't be anymore hahaha!"

"Why are you afraid of him?" Liu Jiawen said, "Xiao Yi is not the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong."

"Brother Yi is my boss now, hehe! Don't offend me." Peng Xiaoyu sneered, and said, "Brother Jiawen, Dapeng and I are now Brother Yi's right-hand men, by the way! Someone called me Mr. Peng yesterday, I listen I'm happier than the words "happy newlyweds."

Liu Jiawen: "..."

The wedding was held as usual, and a lot of people came to drink the wedding wine. The bride held the groom's arm, and the two walked into the hall accompanied by the wedding march and the blessings of their friends.

After it was over, Xiao Yi said he would go to his sister's house to pick up Mr. Ha, and asked Liu Jiawen if he wanted to be together, but Liu Jiawen shook his head and refused. Now that he and Xiao Yi have reunited, they have to go back to Liu's house first, and there are some things that must be faced.

Before leaving, Liu Jiawen said to Xiao Yi: "Come and pick me up tomorrow morning, please?"

Xiao Yi replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll call you when we arrive."

Back at Liu's house, Mother Liu was knitting a sweater in the living room, and she was delighted to see Liu Jiawen coming in: "Jiajia, you're back, did you go to see Xiao Yi last night?"

Liu Jiawen frowned, when did the old lady become so straightforward, "Well, Mom, Xiao Yi and I have reconciled."

Ms. Liu was not surprised. She pointed upstairs and said, "Your father is in the study on the second floor. Your second brother chatted with him for a long time in the morning and spoke for you."

"My second brother is back?" Liu Jiawen looked surprised, "He... did he really speak for me?"

Mother Liu smiled: "Yes, go up, your father is waiting for you."

Liu Jiawen came over and hugged Mama Liu's shoulders, feeling extremely touched, "Mom, thank you."

"Thank you for telling me, go quickly, lest your father has a bad memory and changes his mind, huh! He's about to get dementia too..."

"..."

Liu Jiawen took off his coat, straightened his collar, made sure that his image was decent, and walked to the second floor.

Standing at the door of the study, habitually touching his throat, Liu Jiawen hesitated for a few seconds before knocking on the door.

"Come in."

Liu Shengxiong's old but majestic voice sounded, and then he turned the wheelchair and turned to look at the man who came in.

"Dad..." Liu Jiawen stepped forward, lying on his father's lap like when he was a child, with a naive look on his face, "I won the gold medal."

Liu Shengxiong sighed, raised his hand and tapped his forehead, "It's been two years, but I still haven't made any progress."

"Please..."

"However..." Liu Shengxiong's face softened, and he became amiable, looking at his youngest son with affection in his eyes, "Jiajia has grown up, and has become assertive, knowing that he will make his own decisions."

Liu Jiawen smiled: "Dad, you educated well."

Liu Shengxiong nodded, his eyes full of helplessness and reluctance, "Have you figured it out?"

"Yeah." Liu Jiawen looked up at his father with sincere eyes, "I've made up my mind, I want to do what I'm good at, and I want to be with the person I love the most."

Liu Shengxiong narrowed his eyes slightly, his brows relaxed after a few seconds, but his tone was irritated: "Forget it! Your wings have grown hard, I can't control you, let's go! Don't bother me anymore."

"Dad." Liu Jiawen beamed with joy, grabbed the old man's arm and shook vigorously, "I love you so much!"

"Get lost!" Liu Shengxiong slapped his hands away, and laughed angrily, "I don't want to keep you, I hurt you for nothing."

"How could it be?" Liu Jiawen grinned loudly, "I will always be your son, and I will be there whenever you are called."

Liu Shengxiong rubbed between his eyebrows, turned the wheelchair, and said, "I want to calm down and write. You should go out and spend more time with your mother. She misses you very much."

"I know."

Liu Jiawen couldn't hide his joy, and ran downstairs happily. He understood that his father's willingness to agree was definitely due to his second brother.

Originally, he wanted to repay his kindness, but unfortunately, Liu He returned to City C before he had time to eat lunch, and did not give him a chance at all.

Early the next morning, Liu Jiawen packed his luggage early. There were not many things to bring, just a suitcase and the old helmet that had been with him for two years.

Xiao Yi parked the car outside Liu's house and waited for someone. Before Liu Jiawen came, he waited for the housekeeper, Uncle Song.

Uncle Song smiled and said, "Xiao Yi?"

"Hello, I am."

"Come in with me, the old lady wants to see you."

Xiao Yi followed the butler, walked through the corridor to the back garden, and Liu's mother was leaning on the lounge chair knitting a sweater. When she saw him, she immediately smiled and waved: "Young man! Come quickly."

It is said that the mother-in-law is closer to her son-in-law than her own son. There is nothing wrong with this. Mother Liu deliberately put on reading glasses, grabbed Xiao Yi's arm and began to look up and down.

The son-in-law is very reserved when he meets his mother-in-law for the first time, and Xiao Yi is no exception. He can only nod and say hello politely: "Hi, auntie."

In fact, Liu's mother is old enough to be his grandmother, so it's awkward to be called auntie.

"Your name is Xiao Yi, right?" Liu's mother didn't like it very much, and she didn't let go of his arm, "Jiajia always talks about you, hey! Maybe it's fate."

Xiao Yi smiled: "Thank you."

"Oh! You look so good." Mother Liu couldn't help but praise, "The nose is a nose, and the eyes are eyes. Don't mention it, you are really a good match with our Jiajia. Liu Shengxiong is demented and can't look at people. Nice lad."

"......."

Liu Jiawen mentioned Mama Liu to Xiao Yi before. It is said that when he was young, no one could control his hot temper.