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After get off work in the evening, Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao met at the gate of the Municipal Bureau.

Rong Zhao turned his head to look at Zhou Ye, seeing that he seemed to have something to say: "You speak first."

"I have something to do tonight, I'm going to meet, meet a friend," Zhou Ye leaned against Rong Zhao's side, and while walking in the direction of the subway station, stretched out his little finger to scratch Rong Zhao's palm, "I'll give it to you in a while." Order takeout."

Rong Zhao opened his palms and interlocked his fingers with Zhou Ye: "You don't need to order takeaway for me, I just happen to be going out tonight to meet a friend."

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao: "Who?"

Rong Zhao smiled: "Don't be so nervous, it's Ye Qian."

Zhou Ye hummed: "Then you go home after meeting her, and you have to go back at 09:30 at the latest. If I get home first, I won't be able to see you..."

As he spoke, he leaned into Rong Zhao's ear: "You understand the consequences." After speaking, his lips rubbed against Rong Zhao's ear.

Rong Zhao scratched Zhou Ye's itchy ear: "09:30 is too early, 10:30." He has something big to do today.

"Husband is not the kind of unreasonable person," Zhou Ye grabbed Rong Zhao's hand and began to break his fingers, "How about this, count from 09:30, come back one minute late for a kiss, until 1:10 , that's sixty strokes."

Rong Zhao thought for a while: "Will you kiss me or should I kiss you?"

While there was no one around, Zhou Ye grabbed Rong Zhao's hand and kissed him on the lips: "Of course, if you kiss me, I will kiss you too. Sixty kisses each, how fair."

Rong Zhao asked, "Which friend of yours, do I know him?"

Zhou Ye scratched Rong Zhao's nose lightly: "Don't worry, it's not a man, just, an elderly woman."

"Jealous?"

Rong Zhao: "No...forget it, a little bit."

Zhou Ye was very happy. Before leaving, he dragged Rong Zhao into the alley next to the intersection and kissed him a few times before letting go: "Go back early at night, call me if you have anything to do, and you can call if you have nothing to do."

Rong Zhao arrived at the place agreed with Ye Qian, and took her to dinner first.

Ye Qian chose a Mala Tang shop, got Zhou Ye's instructions in advance, turned to Rong Zhao and said, "Brother Rong, I like spicy food, don't let it go for a while, or if Brother Zhou finds out, I will take you Eating spicy food hurts my stomach and will kill me."

Rong Zhao lowered his head and smiled. He originally wanted to enjoy some spicy food while Zhou Ye was away.

When ordering, I still asked for a non-spicy soup base.

After the two sat down, Rong Zhao glanced at the red slice of chili oil in Ye Qian's bowl, a little envious.Looking at the clear soup in his bowl, he still couldn't hold back, and put a few drops of chili oil into his bowl while Ye Qian was not paying attention.

Ye Qian had resigned from the pharmaceutical sales company before, and she had been looking for a job for a long time but couldn't find a satisfactory one. In the end, it was Zhou Ye who helped her to arrange a good job for her.

She didn't even dare to think about working as an accountant in a pretty awesome unit. Basically, once you enter that kind of unit, as long as you work hard and don't make mistakes, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

The work pressure is not high, and the benefits in all aspects are also very good, better than their police station.

Ye Qian ate a bunch of potatoes and wiped her mouth with a napkin: "When my mother heard that Brother Zhou helped me find such a good job, she invited Brother Zhou to my house for dinner every day, and asked Brother Zhou if he had a girlfriend. When I said that I wanted to introduce a girlfriend, I thought my mother was talking about me, and I was taken aback. Guess what she said."

"She pointed at me and curled her lips, just like you, you are not worthy of Team Zhou," Ye Qian smiled, "Brother Rong, don't worry, I have already told my mother that Brother Zhou has a lover, let her Don't fool around."

Rong Zhao has always felt guilty towards Ye Qian, and wanted to help her. After knowing that she had resigned, he began to help her see jobs, but his interpersonal relationship was too shallow, almost equivalent to no relationship, so he didn't see any good jobs.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ye would do such a thorough job for him, and his heart suddenly warmed up.

Ye Qian said in a low voice: "I heard that my position was vacated because of the retirement of an old accountant. It was watched by someone several years ago, and many people failed to get it through the back door through connections."

"Brother Zhou is still amazing. I have to thank him later."

Rong Zhao didn't think much about it. Zhou Ye is a lively person who likes to make friends. He has been a policeman for several years, so it is normal to accumulate some interpersonal relationships.

After dinner, Ye Qian took out an exquisite paper bag and handed it to Rong Zhao: "Brother Rong, this is a gift from me to you and Brother Zhou."

Rong Zhao took it, and took a look at the packing box inside, and found a pair of red bowls and chopsticks inside.

On the outside of the bowl is engraved a big red "囍" character, and two dragons are twined on both sides of the "囍" character.

Ye Qian smiled and said, "These two dragons are custom-made by me." The usual wedding bowls are engraved with a dragon and a phoenix.

"Bowl, look at it, it's round, which means round and full. Needless to say, the chopsticks are in pairs." Ye Qian looked at Rong Zhao and said seriously, "Brother Rong, I hope you will have a long and happy life." , grow old together."

Rong Zhao accepted Ye Qian's gift: "I'm sorry."

According to the original plan, the two came to a real estate agency company with a fairly decent location, discussing the latest housing prices in Dongyu City.

Rong Zhao has no savings yet, so he can't afford to buy a house. He just came here to see if there is any suitable rental house. Ding Penghai is dead, so Rong Zhao has no reason to live on Shilian Road. He wanted to find a decent house so that Zhou Ye could live more comfortably.

On the other hand, take a look at the home buying market and figure out how long it will take you to save enough for a down payment.

Today in the office of the first team, when Director Qian asked Zhou Ye what he said, Rong Zhao only took it as a joke, and he should prepare the house and car.

Rong Zhao: "I'm a man after all, and I have to take on the responsibility of supporting my family, so I can't treat him badly."

Ye Qian nodded: "Yes, since Brother Zhou is willing to marry over, let's treat him better."

The two looked at several houses under the guidance of the intermediary guy. Rong Zhao didn't care when he lived alone, and he was not picky about the urban village on Shilian Road.Now that he has Zhou Ye, he has become picky. Either he thinks the house is not well lit, or the decoration is too old.

He wanted to do his best to treat Zhou Ye well.

On the other side, Zhou Ye was sitting in a high-end restaurant, looking at the table full of delicacies, he felt a little reluctant to eat for a while, and wanted to pack all these and bring them back for Rong Zhao to eat.

He Xueyang sat opposite Zhou Ye, and put a piece of old ginseng braised chicken drumstick into his bowl: "Why don't you eat it?"

He Xueyang is wearing a Hepburn-style black dress today, with a diamond necklace hanging around his neck, looking elegant and noble from the long hair salon.

When she looked at her son, her eyes were always soft and shimmering slightly, as if admiring a very favorite artwork.

Zhou Ye looked at the chicken legs in the bowl, and thought that Rong Zhao would like them, and he was reluctant to eat what Rong Zhao liked, so he put them on the plate next to him, thinking about packing them when he left later.

And the plate of shrimp cakes on the table looks good too.

He Xueyang saw Zhou Ye staring at the shrimp cakes, so he picked up a piece for him: "Why don't you just look at it and not eat it?"

Zhou Ye put the shrimp cakes on the side plate again, and they had to pack them for Rong Zhao.I picked a few dishes that Rong Zhao didn't like very much and ate a few mouthfuls.

He Xueyang took out a pair of emerald pendants from her bag. They were a pair of imperial green safety buckles she got today, and handed them to Zhou Ye: "Aren't they pretty?"

Zhou Ye looked under the light: "It looks good." Such a good-looking thing should be matched with a top-notch beauty, that is, his wife, Rong Zhao.

The meaning of the safety buckle is also good, he hopes that they are all safe.

Seeing Zhou Ye staring at Ping An, He Xueyang was fascinated: "If you like it, play with it." He Xueyang likes all the beautiful things in the world, and wants to have them when he sees them. Of course, his favorite is his son.

Look at him, how good-looking he is, with dark and bright peach blossom eyes, the curvature of the bridge of the nose and the shape of his lips are just perfect.

Zhou Ye looked at the safety button in his hand, and remembered that he was still having conflicts with Zhou Sihuai, saying that he would not take any money from the Zhou family.If he took it, it would be equivalent to compromising with Zhou Sihuai, willing to accept marrying a woman back home.

Zhou Ye reluctantly returned the safety button to He Xueyang: "I don't want it."

He Xueyang could see that Zhou Ye liked it: "This is not a thing of the Zhou family. My mother sold a few paintings last month, and it was almost bought with the money from selling paintings."

As he spoke, he put the safety buckle on Zhou Ye's palm, and held his hand tightly: "Just treat it as a gift from your mother to you and your future wife."

Zhou Ye still didn't dare to accept it. Rong Zhao didn't come from a poor family, and he used to be a young master with rich clothes and well-fed food. If you haven't seen any good things, you won't fail to see the value of the jade.

If Rong Zhao knew his identity, he would definitely think that he didn't steal the blue and white elephant ear bottle, but he bought it.

In this way, in Rong Zhao's eyes, he is not a sinner, he is clean, but he is evil, and he will push him away because he doesn't want to hurt him.

But Zhou Ye liked this pair of pendants so much, they belonged to a couple, and they were safe, so he finally accepted them: "Thank you, Mom."

Anyway, Rong Zhao will know his identity sooner or later, and when he knows, he will use the pendant to coax him to beg him, not to let him leave him.

"Your father and I both went to your teacher's mother's funeral. You were busy at the time, so we didn't bother you." He Xueyang looked at Zhou Ye, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, let's go home this year."

Zhou Ye spent the past six years in the nursing home with Li Mingzhen who was unconscious. He ate a few mouthfuls of mooncakes and stood by the window to look at the moon. It was a holiday.

Zhou Ye whispered, "I don't want to go back this year."

He Xueyang sighed softly, pulled his son's hand over and shook it: "Then you can't live outside alone."

Zhou Ye asked He Xueyang to hold it for a while, then withdrew his hand and said, "Someone accompanied me for the festival, and he said that he would accompany me every Mid-Autumn Festival in the future. He said it himself, and he won't play tricks."

He Xueyang opened his mouth, and Zhou Ye knew what she was going to ask, so he answered directly: "It's not her next to the female character, it's him next to single, male him."

Zhou Ye gently squeezed the pendant in his hand, looked at He Xueyang with firm eyes and a gentle voice: "Mom, I like him very much."

"I want to give him this pendant, and I also want to pack all the food on this table for him to take back."

He Xueyang sat on the chair, looked at the chicken legs and shrimp cakes she had given Zhou Ye on the plate next to her, and didn't speak for a while.

Finally, he picked up a glass of red wine on the table and took a few sips, wiped his lips with a handkerchief: "Your father and I have always disagreed with you finding a man, and you haven't listened to it for six years, even if you starve to death outside Bow your head."

"On that night six years ago, when you had a showdown and said that you liked men and didn't want to go on a blind date with women, your father scolded you very badly." He Xueyang seemed unwilling to recall the scene at that time, and his pretty brows furrowed slightly.

Zhou Ye was originally unwilling to listen to it a second time, especially after his lover Rong Zhao rejected him with the same words that night.But now that his heart knot was untied, he was no longer afraid of those two words, and said for He Xueyang: "He said I was disgusting, let me go."

He Xueyang looked down at the snow-white tablecloth, and there was a rose in a small vase on the table. She held the flower in her hand, and peeled off the petals one by one, as if this would relieve her inner anxiety.

"Mom didn't speak for you at the time, even agreed with your father, and didn't persuade your father later, do you know why?"

Zhou Ye thought of Zhou Sihuai's foot on him, yelling at him to tell him to get out, his tone was cold and stubborn: "He is feudal, pedantic, and overbearing."

They were seated in a private room and a high-end restaurant, and there were bodyguards guarding them outside. He Xueyang was not afraid that his words would be heard: "Your father has been seeing a psychiatrist, you know it."

Zhou Ye nodded. Zhou Sihuai said that he only saw a psychiatrist because of work pressure, which is normal.

He Xueyang peeled off the rose in his hand until only a bare stamen was left, raised his head and said, "When your father was young, he was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old, and was raped by a man..."

"Although that man was treated far away by your grandfather, the shadow will last his whole life. This is the reason why he has been seeing a psychiatrist. He can't get out." He Xueyang pressed the slightly moist corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, He continued, "He can't come out, that's why he thinks homosexuality is disgusting."

Zhou Ye never thought that the reason behind it turned out to be like this.He has seen many women who were raped by strong women, and most of them have come out of this shadow. Some of them are unhappy all their lives, and some of them commit suicide.

He Xueyang held Zhou Ye's hand: "You said he was feudal, pedantic, and overbearing. I don't deny it. Normal parents, who wouldn't want their son to marry a woman and have a few children, especially in a family like ours."

Zhou Ye didn't know what to say, he felt distressed and sympathized with his father's experience when he was young, but he would not compromise.

He Xueyang: "Mom doesn't expect or dare to expect that you can break up with that man now and go home to marry a woman. I'm telling you this to let you know that your father doesn't really hate you."

"How about going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year?"

Zhou Ye thought for a while: "It's fine to go home, I have to take him with me."

He always said that he was alone, lived alone, and celebrated alone.In fact, the only one left is Rong Zhao, he is the real one who has no relatives.

He Xueyang looked at Zhou Ye, but said nothing.Silence is tantamount to rejection.

Zhou Ye knew that the family members were not so easy to compromise, and it was good to live outside. The world of two people, no one bothered, so happy.

He Xueyang walked out of the private room, went out and came back again: "Where did you buy the socks you brought home last time? Your dad said they are easy to wear and you can wear them every day. I want to buy him a few more pairs."

Zhou Ye originally thought that those pairs of socks would be thrown out after he went home to celebrate Zhou Sihuai's birthday last time and was kicked out of the house, but he didn't expect him to wear them.

He Xueyang didn't leave after getting the address, but his eyes were attracted by the watch on Zhou Ye's wrist.

Zhou Ye passed his hand forward, and said with a flamboyant face, "It looks good."

He Xueyang took a serious look: "It's not expensive, but it has a good sense of design. He has a good eye."

After speaking, he sighed again: "It would be great if it was a girl."

After He Xueyang left, Zhou Ye called the waiter to come in and asked the table to pack up the dishes that hadn't touched the chopsticks much, saying that he would give it to his boyfriend.

He Xueyang came out of the restaurant, didn't get into the car directly, and wanted to take a walk on the street to relax.

She hadn't seen her son so happy in six years.To judge whether a person is happy or not, it is not by the size of the smile on his face, but by his eyes.

Standing by the street, He Xueyang remembered that in the restaurant, when she saw Zhou Ye talking about the person he liked, his eyes sparkled.

The bodyguards behind him followed closely, and He Xueyang sat on a bench by the street, looking up at the stars all over the sky. When the stars twinkle and twinkle, they resemble the light in his son's eyes.

For the first time in her life, He Xueyang began to doubt whether she had done something wrong.

After sitting like this for a while, when he got up and was about to leave, he looked up and saw someone walking across the street in front of him.

She only looked at the side of the man. It was a young man who looked younger than her son.Wearing a black dress, the skin is very fair, and the temperament is expensive.

The street lamps and neon lights are messy and messy, like an overturned paint box, only that person is pure and quiet.

He Xueyang has never seen such a beautiful person, like a unparalleled work of art.But in a blink of an eye, that person disappeared.

Just as Rong Zhao and Ye Qian came out of the last house and walked across the street, the broker asked impatiently, "I've watched about six or seven sets of this, haven't you decided yet?"

"Let me tell you, the set we watched just now, if you don't rent it now, you don't have to wait until tomorrow, you can rent it out tonight, and it will be too late for you to regret it."

Rong Zhao thought about the house just now. Compared with the previous ones, he was very satisfied in all aspects. The greening, sanitation, and safety were all good, but the balcony was too small.

He also wants to plant roses on the balcony with Zhou Ye, and the pink and red ones will cover the balcony.When the sun came out, they sat together on the rattan chair, and Zhou Ye would bring him a cup of red bean milk tea that he made himself.

After politely rejecting the agent guy, Rong Zhao glanced at the time, sent Ye Qian home first, and then walked in the direction of home after seeing Ye Qian.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I got off the Shilian Road subway station, and it was probably ten ten o'clock when I got home.

According to Zhou Ye, counting from 09:30 to 10:10, a total of four and ten minutes, he was late for four and ten minutes, and they had to kiss each other forty times.

If you run home from the alley, you can get home in 5 minutes at the fastest, which is 35:[-], so you only need to be kissed by Zhou Ye for [-] minutes.

The steps under Rong Zhao's feet were getting slower and slower. Even the owner of a supper shop on the side of the road couldn't stand it any longer. He thought that this person was unwell and couldn't walk, so he came over and asked, "Do you want to help?" Your name is 120?"

Rong Zhao waved his hands: "Thank you, no, I'm fine."

The boss looked at the strange man in front of him, hesitantly said: "Are you all right?"

Rong Zhao: "It's okay."

After finishing talking, he carried the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and walked slowly, slowly, slowly.

The 10-minute journey made him walk out for 10 minutes.

Rong Zhao walked to the door of the house, slowly took out the key to open the door: "I'm back."

Zhou Ye had already taken a shower, and walked over with the smell of fragrant rose shower gel: "You are an hour late."

Rong Zhao handed the things in his hand to Zhou Ye, without changing his face, he said, "It's already 10:30, time flies too fast."

Rong Zhao went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Zhou Ye opened the paper bag and saw the big red bowls and chopsticks inside. He smiled and said, "That girl Ye Qian is really good."

Rong Zhao came out after washing his hands, and when he saw the food on the table, he could tell at a glance that these ingredients and cooking techniques were not produced by ordinary restaurants.

"The person who invited you to dinner is a rich man." Rong Zhao ate Mala Tang for dinner, and he couldn't resist hunger at all. After running around the house all night, he was so hungry that he picked up a piece of shrimp cake with his chopsticks, "Okay eat."

Zhou Ye sat on the side and looked at Rong Zhao: "Eat more if it tastes good, is it cold, I'll warm it up for you?"

"It's not cold, you can eat some too," Rong Zhao handed Zhou Ye a pair of chopsticks, "You eat with me."

Zhou Ye unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "It's so clingy, I need someone to accompany me even after taking a midnight snack."

Rong Zhao covered Zhou Ye's mouth with the chicken leg, lowered his head and smiled.

Zhou Ye was fascinated by Rong Zhao's smile, he didn't want to eat chicken legs anymore, he wanted to eat him.

The two of them ate their supper, packed up and lay on the bed. Zhou Ye leaned on Rong Zhao and began to collect debts seriously: "You were late for six or ten minutes, and you have to kiss sixty times in total, not less than one."

Rong Zhao tilted his head: "I tried my best to get back as soon as possible, but I didn't expect it to be so late."

Zhou Ye kissed the corner of Rong Zhao's lips, and whispered in his ear: "I was standing by the window waiting for you just now, I saw you, you walked very slowly, and you were reluctant to come up when you got downstairs, Standing under the street lamp for a while."

"Rongrong, you like me so much, you like me enough to learn how to kiss carefully."