Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

The chocolate is matcha-flavored, and milk is added so it is not so bitter.Ding Zile felt that the chocolate in his mouth was almost melting, the sweetness and bitterness were gone, so he didn't open his mouth to say anything.

Is it reconciled?

This question is a bit difficult, and he still can't answer it.

The two of them are no different from ordinary couples now, but they are always separated by something that cannot be pierced or torn apart.It has always been like this, struggling half-dead.

Qian Cheng ate all the leftover chocolate, it tasted good, he swallowed and frowned.

"what happened?"

"I'm choking." Qian Cheng coughed and patted his chest, "It's too... urgent to eat."

"Tell you to eat slowly, and no one will grab you." Ding Zile took water from his bag, "I said that your habit..."

"Ding Zile, stay with me." Qian Cheng grabbed the water glass in Ding Zile's hand and took several gulps, "Oh my mother...almost...choked me to death."

"What did you just say?" Ding Zile didn't take the water glass.

"I almost choked to death." Qian Cheng glanced at him.

"The previous sentence."

"Ask after hearing that!" Qian Cheng covered the water glass and stared, "Taking advantage of me!"

"Make sure." Ding Zile smiled, "I almost had hallucinations just now."

"I should be the one who was hallucinated by the fright, my legs are still weak." Qian Cheng hugged the cup, "Then let me say it again, listen carefully."

"Wait, let me record a sound." Ding Zile quickly took out his phone.

"Are you annoying!" Qian Cheng smiled and scratched his head, "I said so."

"Well, tell me." Ding Zile pressed the phone to record, "I'm listening."

"Stay with me, the long, long one." Qian Cheng coughed, his face hardened, "What's mine is yours, what's yours is still yours, don't be with others, I can't bear it; I won't be with anyone else either."

"It's a bit sudden." Ding Zile said with a smile.

"Not suddenly... I was thinking when I was up there. I must tell you clearly when I get down, no, I want to pull you back. I don't have anything now, but I will have everything in the future..."

Ding Zile reached out and pinched Qian Cheng's face: "You don't need to do it for me... I'm not a woman, so I don't need a bride price."

"I know." Qian Cheng smiled, "But I'm willing to give it, and I won't be worse than others."

"Can I think you are chasing me?" Ding Zile asked.

"Yes! Of course I can." Qian Cheng took another sip of water, "Do you agree?"

"Do you know what you gave up?" Ding Zile took the cup over with a smile, "Maybe one day... you will want to start a family... just like your older brothers and sisters."

Maybe they are not happy, maybe they have troubles of one kind or another, but after all, they have a solid family recognized by society.

When quarreling, when it is time to separate, there will be those seven aunts and eight aunts, people who eat melons, etc. to dissuade... It is nothing more than an ordinary, normal life.

"But I must have you in my family." Qian Cheng looked at him, "I've decided, that's it, maybe our family is different from others...but what's the point of being the same as others?"

There are not many pedestrians on this street, but the two men standing on the side of the street are still a bit eye-catching.Occasionally there are buses passing by, the wheels run over the asphalt road, and occasionally pedestrians pass by, casting some curious eyes.

Ding Zile stood silently. He stared at Qian Cheng for a long time. He walked in a hurry just now, and the collar of Qian Cheng's coat hadn't been turned up yet.

"Agree?" Qian Cheng asked again.

"If you... really think it through." Ding Zile stretched out his hand to help Qian Cheng straighten his collar, "Let me cook you a meal tonight."

Qian Cheng felt like a balloon that had been let go suddenly. After being stretched for a long time, he suddenly relaxed. If it wasn't tied to a rope, he wouldn't know where he would have gone.

Maybe he should cry, or laugh, or give him a firm and deep hug. These routines rushed through his mind, and only a series of bubbles remained in the end.After thumping for a while, there was nothing in my mind.

Qian Cheng finally only held Latin Zile's hand: "Thank you."

"Take a taxi." Ding Zile squeezed his palm, "The bus just passed by."

"Hey, listen to you."

Ding Zile took Qian Cheng's bag: "Now we're even. I'll chase you once, and you chase me once."

"You chased after me first, so in essence you chased me." Qian Cheng muttered, "Ah, forget it, it doesn't matter so much."

"By the way, since this is the case, there is something I want to tell you." Ding Zile reached out to hail a taxi.

"What is it?"

"Say it while eating." Ding Zile opened the car door, "Leave some suspense."

"Then why are you entertaining me at this time!" Qian Cheng curled his lips and closed the car door with a "bang".

Qian Cheng leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.

"I think you were quite calm when you first got off." Ding Zile rolled down the car window to let the unpleasant smell of cigarettes in the car waft out.

"This is the aftermath..." Qian Cheng took out his phone, "...Sister?"

Ding Zile glanced at him and shut his mouth.

"Two messages." Qian Jing said, "Which one should you listen to first?"

"Everything is fine?" Qian Cheng smiled, "What's so good? Did you find the money?"

"You're an uncle now." Qian Jing couldn't help laughing, "Here comes the red envelope."

"You're a cat, you gave birth in two months?" Qian Cheng also laughed, "What's going on?"

"Your brother-in-law and I adopted one." Qian Jing said, "Last time...the doctor said that I might not be able to give birth."

"Boys and girls?" Qian Cheng seemed to be pinched by someone, and he recovered from the pain for a while, "What's your name?"

"Girl, it's only been a few months and she's pretty healthy. I just want a daughter, and your brother-in-law listens to me." Qian Jing's tone was quite relaxed, "I just want to ask you to name her."

"It's simple, the girl's name is Ganoderma lucidum." Qian Cheng opened his mouth and came. Ding Zile was drinking water next to him, and almost sprayed it on the bald head of the driver in front of him.

"Where's your niece! Can you have a snack!" Qian Jing laughed on the phone, "Is the man called Wangcai?"

"That's right, it's a good thing you didn't bring a boy back." Qian Cheng said, "Ganoderma lucidum isn't good, it has so much connotation."

"Think about it a little more." Qian Jing was helpless, "I can choose...it's better to be more elegant, bring a Xuan, Zi, or something, isn't this popular recently."

"Okay, I'll send it to you later... what else?" Qian Cheng leaned back, "Didn't you say two things?"

Qian Jing paused: "Your brother...is divorced, but it's not a big deal...just to tell you."

Qian Cheng didn't make a sound. Although the eldest brother and sister-in-law have been noisy for so many years, and their life is fragmented, there is a child who is involved, and unexpectedly they left.

"What about Minmin?"

"I'm with his mother." Qian Jing sighed, "Wang Jia came to see me two days ago, and we chatted."

"Didn't you drop the plate?" Qian Cheng couldn't help sighing when he thought of the good show on the New Year's Eve.

"No, it's not that we can't have a good conversation." Qian Jing smiled, "It's much better if we talk... It's okay to leave, but it's not easy for her, your brother doesn't have a family, and the salary is low, she... Forget it Anyway, I guess we won't have a chance to see you in the future."

Qian Cheng remembered that the former sister-in-law's hometown was not here.

Divorced, with children, drifting from one city to another.What will happen to her in the future?remarry?who knows.

"I'll think of a few more names for you later on," Qian Cheng hurriedly ended the conversation as the car drove to the entrance of the supermarket, "Go back and give my niece a red envelope."

"Just give it to me!" Qian Jing smiled and hung up the phone.

"Is there something good about your family?" Ding Zile opened the door.

"My elder sister has adopted a baby and asked for help to name it." Qian Cheng put away the phone, "You can help me think about it."

"Did you forget what level I was named?" Ding Zile smiled, "Lefu, Erma, Yonghui, what do you think?"

"I'm really convinced of you." Qian Cheng narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Is this how your children's names will be named in the future?"

"My child is different. At least it must be at the level of a bridge bean sack," Ding Zile carried it into the supermarket, "I have to take out my ancestral Xinhua dictionary..."

"You should cook!" Qian Cheng gave him a push, "Your level of naming really disappoints your profession."

"Yeah, kowtow to our department head later. What do you want to eat?" Ding Zile took the vegetable basket.

"Your specialty!"

"okay."

"You..." Qian Cheng unscrewed a bottle of fruit juice, "I don't drink! I'm so stubborn that I can't do anything, and I can't pull it back like a donkey."

"If I can't pull it back, can I still be here?" Ding Zile knocked on the table, "Speak from your conscience."

"Ah, yes." Qian Cheng poured himself some juice, "Don't just drink it, it's not good to be drunk."

Ding Zile shook the bottle: "With this alcohol content, you should be the only one who will be drunk."

"Laughing at me, aren't you?" Qian Cheng picked up a chopstick, "Didn't you just say you wanted to tell me something?"

"Ah, that, I checked and found several things." Ding Zile took a sip of his wine, "One, I have to adjust my work."

"Where is the transfer?" Qian Cheng paused with his chopsticks, "When did it happen?"

"Just yesterday, I was asked if I would go. I thought it was good and there were many opportunities. I became a secretary to the leader above. It wasn't too far away, so I went to work in the building next door." Ding Zile said with a smile.

"Leader? Male or female?" Qian Cheng frowned.

"Male." Ding Zile smiled, "No, it must be a male leader with a male secretary... Don't worry, the older generation is very straight."

"If it's a girl, I might feel relieved." Qian Cheng muttered, "After all, you can beat people just because of your looks."

"There is no difference between men and women," Ding Zile said, "Anyway, I have no one else except for you."

"Then you have to be careful in the future, don't fall in love with others." Qian Cheng took a sip of juice, "What else?"

"My original house was about to expire, so now I have to look for a house."

"Then move back and live, I will continue the rent." Qian Cheng smiled, "Did you do it on purpose, you have to ask me to give you a step down."

"Yeah," Ding Zile also smiled, "I'm just so thin-skinned."

Qian Cheng took a serious bite of his meal: "Well, move back, I will hardly be able to afford the money if I stay so free."

"One more thing." Ding Zile nodded, "My brother...Ding Zixing, has been recruiting people for a long time, doing training, part-time, and the salary is not low. I have no interest. Find me... you don't want to make money by tossing around here and there, why don't you try?"

"His company?" Qian Cheng was a little surprised, "I thought his company was going to close down."

"I thought too," Ding Zile smiled, "It was a difficult journey a few days ago... I don't really understand. If you are interested, just contact him. Multiple paths are also good."

"Okay," Qian Cheng smiled, "Anyway, I'll try everything, maybe if it's suitable for a long time."

"One more thing..."

Qian Cheng simply put down his job: "Didn't you just say one thing!"

Ding Zile sighed: "I just found out that there are so many... Who told you to chase me so late, you are hoarding a bunch of things, and if you don't stroke them, they will all grow together."

Qian Cheng smiled at the bowl for a long time: "Is it my fault again? What's the matter?"

"Isn't it going to be clear soon?"

"Ah." Qian Cheng raised his head.

"I'm planning to go home." Ding Zile paused, "Would you like to come with me?"

Qian Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his mind turned for a long time: "I don't see your family?"

Ding Zile looked at him and said nothing.

"No way!" Qian Cheng almost jumped up, "Want to see your family?"

"My mother asked me, so I'll just say that." Ding Zile scooped up a bowl of soup, "If you don't want to, we'll..."

"In the future?" Qian Cheng couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

"Ah, that's right," Ding Zile nodded, "We must see each other. Although we don't live together, it's okay to let them know. If I keep hiding it, wouldn't I be irresponsible to you?"

"...Let me think about it." Qian Cheng quickly took a sip of the soup, "I... am still a little nervous."

"It's okay, my mother won't say anything," Ding Zile said, "Are you afraid of her..."

"That's it, right." Qian Cheng smiled, "Yes, but it's not limited."

"What else did you do to apologize to me?" Ding Zile laughed.

"No." Qian Cheng shook his head, "It's just... I don't know what your mother will think of me."

"According to normal logic, you will have everything you imagined." Ding Zile said, "But I know you, you are different from before, and I also know your sincerity, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Besides, for such a long time, she can't go on like this with prejudice."

Qian Cheng looked up at him.

"You have to trust my mother, and you have to trust yourself."

Qian Cheng finished his soup: "Let's have another bowl, when will we book the tickets?"

"Didn't you say think about it again?" Ding Zile laughed so hard that his hand holding the spoon was shaking, "You're so courageous all of a sudden?"

"The son-in-law has to come to see his mother-in-law." Qian Cheng smiled, "After all, I am a person who walked down from a height of 40 meters, such a trivial matter."

Ding Zile handed him the soup: "Thanks for your hard work."

"You're welcome." Qian Cheng took the bowl and smiled, "Did I tell you that some people, although they are good-looking..."

"Huh?" Ding Zile's chopsticks stopped for a moment.

"It's good looking at ordinary times." Qian Cheng hurriedly continued, "However, it's quite different once the photos are taken."

"You are the kind, really, the kind that is very photogenic," Qian Cheng took a sip, "Sometimes I think, if I didn't take pictures of you, I didn't spend all day thinking about various angles to take pictures of you better Be handsome, maybe I didn't like you so quickly."

"What nonsense." Ding Zile smiled, "I'm so handsome, why do I have to take pictures?"

"Yes, yes, you will be fascinated at first glance, okay?" Qian Cheng smiled.

"Take a picture for me." Ding Zile said.

Qian Cheng was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Take pictures, no? I taught you personally." Ding Zile said, "Take pictures of the dishes as well. It's best to show that I'm a good cook. Also, I'm very handsome."

"What's wrong with you today?" Qian Cheng narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up." Ding Zile found out his phone, "Use my phone."

"I just think it's a bit strange..." Qian Cheng took the phone and took a picture, his hands were shaking a bit blurry, and he took a few more pictures.The level has dropped recently, if the protagonist is not Ding Zile, it is impossible to watch.

"What are you doing after filming?" Qian Cheng handed him the phone.

"Send it to my mother." Ding Zile said with a smile, "Let her old man see, I also have a dedicated photographer."

"Okay, I'll take pictures for you every day from now on." Qian Cheng took a bite of his meal, "But don't worry, I won't sell it for anyone else's money."

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Well, the full text is over.

A small episode will drop tomorrow.

The new article is a fan of Heilan Chidai, an atypical president article, and it is the most satisfying work I have written so far. It will be published in about a week (probably).

I want to write a lot of articles, but I am always worried that the lack of penpower will ruin my creativity.I also want to write an article on figure skating this year. Watching the competition two days ago was really emotional.But professional knowledge has to be added, otherwise it will be ridiculous.

Thank you friends who have been watching silently. I am not good at interacting, so I can only communicate with you through stories.

If it can move you, that would be great.

New year, keep going.