Why are the stars indifferent

Zhan Le pulled Cheng Zai and ran a long way forward, but Zhan Tingci didn't chase after him, probably because he was shocked by something alone.

After running a little further, Zhan Le stopped, and introduced in a chaotic breath, "That was my nominal father just now."

Cheng Zai obviously didn't care much about this belated introduction. He hadn't run like this for a long time, and now his breathing was very difficult, and he couldn't take the time to murmur.

"We don't have a throne to inherit in our family." Zhan Le let out his breath before continuing, "He just... thinks that I should go back, a corrupt old bastard whose wife can't give birth to a son, so he will make plans on me. If I'm not a man, he doesn't care about me at all, that's why I said that..."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Cheng Zai finally came to his senses, "No need for background introduction."

"That's right," Zhan Le looked up at Cheng Zai, "Don't worry about what he said about homosexuality, their family is at the level of thinking that the Qing Dynasty has not yet died."

"Ah," Cheng Zai didn't expect him to say this, and thought that Zhan Le would have to explain why he called her husband in embarrassment, "I didn't care."

"Anyway, I don't think so, and many people don't think so now," Zhan Le couldn't hold back any words. He couldn't hold up seven words to introduce himself on stage in the first semester of high school, so he simply raised his hand in Cheng Pat on the shoulder, "Come on!"

Cheng Zai was shaken by his slaps: "Hey, why are you and your father arguing like this?"

Zhan Le glanced at him, then moved his eyes to the side of the road, looked at the slanting shadow of the street lamp, and said after a long silence: "I...I really annoy him, he lied to my mother, so I have me."

"I'm sorry," Cheng Zai pressed on his head, "It's needless to say."

Zhan Le stared at the shadows of the two people on the ground, suddenly became happy, and turned to look at Cheng Zai: "No, you told me to shut up just after I started here? Do you know that I can just suffocate here?"

"I'm afraid you'll bring up things you don't want to mention, so tell me," Cheng Zai smiled and retracted his hands, making a gesture of invitation, "continue."

Zhan Le doesn’t have the habit of standing on the side of the road and talking to people. Apart from bars and coffee shops, the two of them entered the coffee shop across the street and found a quiet place to wait for the waiter to bring their order. When it was served, Zhan Le smacked his mouth: "I feel like I'm going to wet the bed tonight, and I've had nothing to drink this night."

"I can't see it," Cheng Zai said, "You still have this good habit."

"There are a lot of good habits." Zhan Le smiled, thought for a while, and continued the previous topic, "He was married when he met my mother, but he lied to my mother that he was not married, and when my mother was pregnant, he lied to me again. Mom was born and then married, and then, his wife came to the door."

Cheng Zai glanced at him and said nothing.

Zhan Le is leaning on the sofa. The lights in the coffee shop are not very bright. There is a chandelier on the table of each pair of small sofas. You can control the light yourself. The surroundings are also blocked by bamboo curtains. It is very dark, dark De Cheng could not see Zhan Le's eyes clearly.

"My mother...is a little stupid, but she is very stubborn," Zhan Le said. "After knowing that I was cheated, she took me...to another city. After my mother died, he Take me back."

Cheng Zai raised his hand, Zhan Le was stunned for a while, then poked his head over, letting Cheng Zai press on his head.

"I've always been annoyed by him, and I can't understand their family at all. Their family is patriarchal, and they don't treat others as human beings if they have a little money. The daughter born to his wife is also very bad," Zhan Le insisted. With this posture, he turned his face down to the table and continued, "I finally quarreled with him the day I met you, because he found out about my name change."

"Change it to Zhanle?" Cheng Zai finally answered.

"Yeah," Zhan Le kept his head in this position, but Cheng Zai's hand didn't go back, and he didn't want to sit back. Just like that, Cheng Zai's hand lightly pressed on the top of his head, with a little weight And the temperature of the palm, very comfortable, "My name was Zhan Sijun before."

"I miss you every day and don't see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together." Zhan Le closed his eyes, "My mother started it, tell me how much she loves him."

Cheng Zai didn't speak. After a while, the phone in Zhan Le's pocket vibrated. Zhan Le opened his eyes and sat back on the sofa. He took out the phone and looked at it. Cheng Zai sent him a red envelope.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Le felt bewildered and opened the red envelope, which was 18 yuan and 8 cents.

"I'm too embarrassed for you to bow to me for so long." Cheng Zai put his phone away, took a sip of the lemonade on the table, "I'll have to bow for a while longer to wish you a happy new year."

"It's only September," Zhan Le said, "The amount of your red envelope is so large that I still have to kowtow to you?"

"Yeah," Cheng Zai smiled until his eyes narrowed, "so I didn't dare to make it big."

Zhan Le stared at Cheng Zai for a few seconds, and laughed with him.

This feeling is very good. Cheng Zai didn't try to comfort him, and he didn't show the expression of "God, you're so miserable, let me hug you!" Excessive evaluation is a very qualified listener.

Zhan Le didn't expect that he would tell these things in such detail to someone he hadn't known for a month.

It may be that Cheng Zai is born with a subconsciously believable feeling, or it may be a compulsory homework for doctors.

Open the book, on the first page, it says, how to make others believe in you.

The more you think about it, the more it looks like a pyramid scheme.

The two of them chatted for a while at the coffee shop before they settled the bill and went home. The two of them took taxis to go back. After all, this place is a little far from their homes, and it would be a waste of time to go back and forth.

As soon as the order was sent out, the driver took the order and was rushing here.

"Then will your father come to see you again?" Cheng Zai asked.

"I don't know," Zhan Le said, "He should have given up on me. He yelled loudly when he broke off the relationship. I told him that I like men and he still came to me. Isn't he sick?"

"That's right," Cheng Zai looked at him and twitched his lips, "I'm calling you my husband."

Zhan Le paused for a moment, but didn't answer the topic. He stood on tiptoe by the side of the road and then turned to look at Cheng Zai: "Do you find it annoying?"

"Huh?" Cheng Zai didn't understand, "What's bothering you?"

"I've had such a long discussion with you tonight about these things in my family, and you still have to come and enlighten me." Zhan Le ignored Cheng Zai, "Normal people would find it annoying, right?"

"No, you've already said that," Cheng Zai said with a helpless expression, "Should I be annoying or not?"

Zhan Le laughed a few words and stopped talking.

"I don't think it's annoying," Cheng Zai saw the car in front of him approaching, and the license plate number should be the one called by Zhan Le, "If I thought it was annoying, I would have ignored you a long time ago."

"Oh." Zhan Le also turned his head to watch the car getting closer, "What time do you get off work tomorrow?"

"You can't tell," Cheng Zai said, "What's wrong?"

"Just... Didn't I say I'm here to cook for you?" Zhan Le waved to the driver and said hello, "If you're free tomorrow, I'll go to your house."

"Repay your kindness?" Cheng Zai raised his eyebrows.

"Thank you! That's called thank you!" Zhan Le turned around and pointed at Cheng Zai, "Why is the doctor's words so inaccurate!"

"Call you after get off work." Cheng Zai put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled at Zhan Le.

Zhan Le opened the car door and sat in. Before closing the door, he said to Cheng Zai: "Okay, then bye."

"Goodbye." Cheng Zai waved his hand.

Not long after Zhan Le left, the car that Cheng was calling also came. He opened the door and sat in it. He leaned his head on the backrest and narrowed his eyes.

Although what happened that night has nothing to do with him, but the amount of information is very large. Zhan Le's father should be regarded as the best in the battle, but he is still not experienced enough. I can't imagine that there are such shameless people in the world. Human, what he did was simply pushing Zhan Le to the opposite of what he wanted.

Not only shameless, but also brainless.

Terrible.

When he was about to reach the community, his phone vibrated twice. Cheng Zai took it out and took a look. It was a message from Zhan Le.

- just forgot to mention.

- Good night, Dr. Cheng.

Cheng Zai said good night, and when he cut it out, he found that there was a red dot on the circle of friends.There are not many people in his circle of friends. His colleagues love to forward some medical knowledge so much that he blocked him. Ji Changyun talked too much and was blocked by him. Others... were scattered and I forgot why. Anyway, they were all blocked. .

So the red dot should be from Zhan Le.

After clicking on it, Cheng found that it was indeed Zhan Le's profile picture. He clicked on Moments, and the phone automatically refreshed, showing the photo that Zhan Le just posted.

It should have been taken while standing downstairs in his house, and the wires in the sky can still be seen. The sky is illuminated by neon lights in strange colors, but you can still clearly see countless stars hanging in the night sky.

- Today's star, good night.

Cheng Zai clicked on Zhan Le's circle of friends and scrolled down, and found that Zhan Le basically used this format, sending out a star every few days or a week, the longest being two months.

Still a pretty romantic kid.

Cheng Zai thought about it and gave him a thumbs up.