my brother became a scum

The plane finally arrived at the airport. Zhang Chen rushed to pick him up with Chen An in his arms. I bent down and hugged them both. After leaving the airport, I boarded the car and went home.

Zhang Chen asked me about my going abroad, and I told him that everything was going well, and he reached out and squeezed my hand, and said with a smile, "You seem to have lost weight."

I glanced at him and said, "I'm not thin, but I gained a catty."

"Then do you think I am fat or thin?"

"You are still the same, nothing has changed."

"Pretty or good looking?"

"Is this an option for you?"

"Yes."

"Pretty and good-looking."

Zhang Chen laughed and laid his pillow on my shoulder very naturally.

The driver drove dutifully without even glancing in the rear mirror. I was a little embarrassed at first, but soon relaxed.

Zhang Chen is my man, he likes to be coquettish and clingy, that's fine, right?

When the car arrived at the company's parking lot, a wheelchair was pushed by the people underneath. I thought about it, and Da Heng picked Zhang Chen up. He was still a bit heavy, but the road was not that far away when I got off the car, and I quickly got into the elevator. I hugged Zhang Chen, and the assistant hugged Chen An, who was already asleep, and went straight to the floor and went home.

There were some new changes in the house. The original wooden floor was replaced with soft cushions and blankets, and the corners of the tables and chairs were also wrapped with a layer of protective cushions. The temperature in the room was very high, and the coat quickly faded away. I couldn't wear it anymore, and the child woke up. Zhang Chen asked the assistant to take the child down, and quickly changed him into thin clothes. Within a few minutes, I watched the child crawling all over the floor in awe.

"...I just left for half a month."

"Children look different every day, and once they learn to crawl, they can't stay idle."

"You really worked hard..."

"It's not hard, I'm the father of the child, so I should."

Zhang Chen didn't feel embarrassed at all when he said these words, and there was even an emotion called "father's love" in his eyes. I was a little worried when I saw it, so I asked, "Why do you kiss him so much?"

"You are my man, and Chen An is my son, why don't I get close to him?" On the contrary, he thought it was abnormal for me to ask such a question.

I won't talk anymore, the left and right children are still young, so let's talk about it later.

Zhang Chen coaxed the child for a whole day, and I was busy with work all day. In the evening, we soaked our feet in Zhang Chen’s newly bought foot bath. His calves are white and thin, and he has finally grown some flesh due to long-term rehabilitation. Looks good, I stretched out my hand and pinched it, and he said, "Itches."

I can still feel it, but I can't move.

I bent down, rubbed his calves and feet first, and then rubbed my own. When I straightened up to get a towel, I heard Zhang Chen shout: "Brother."

"Hey, here we are."

"I love you."

"Ah."

I wiped off the water on my feet, then stretched out my hand to dry his feet one by one, moved them out, poured water with the foot bucket, and found that there was an extra small bathtub in the bathroom, which should be for Chen. An exclusive.

When I went back to the room, I happened to see Zhang Chen biting a lollipop.

"How old are you, still eating candy?"

"I'm quitting smoking."

"How do you think about quitting smoking?"

"Don't let your children be exposed to second-hand smoke."

I stared at him for a while, a little unbelievable, these words came from Zhang Chen's mouth.

"Chen'er, you have changed a bit too much."

"You haven't called me Chen'er for many years, it seems that you are very surprised."

"Ah."

"Before, I couldn't sleep well, and I had all kinds of nightmares at night."

"now what?"

"Now that I have Chen An and you, I can sleep very peacefully at night, and I will never have nightmares again."

I listened to Zhang Chen speaking slowly, and my restless heart calmed down. He may have been in a state of restlessness and hesitation. I entrusted Chen An to his care, and he had a rare sense of security and solidity. Not so scared anymore.

And looking at Zhang Chen, who wholeheartedly took care of Chen An, the tension in my heart relaxed a little, and I began to try to believe that Zhang Chen had already separated from the past, and indeed, he must live a good life.

Strange to say, in those days before, Zhang Chen had already shown that he loved me so much and couldn't leave me so much, but I always felt that one day he would turn around and leave mercilessly.

I have grabbed the hem of his clothes countless times, and then slipped away from my fingers in a flash, like those confession candles that had no chance to be lit and were all thrown into the trash can, like the pair of wedding rings that I didn’t know where to go, Like a time in a prison that was too safe and too ambiguous.

I can't help but give warmth, give love stingily, in the end, I can only rely on time, wear away too deep memories, and accumulate trust that was once overdrawn.

--

I pressed the last Enter key, opened several doors, and entered Chen An's room. Zhang Chen was indeed there, holding a card to coax Chen An to talk.

Chen An already knows how to call Dad. The first time I heard him call, I was not particularly excited. Instead, Zhang Chen turned his head, wiped the corners of his eyes, raised him with both hands, and kissed him again and again, praising him for being good. Baby.

Sometimes I think that Zhang Chen gave Chen An all the things he lacked when he was a child, as if he had also made up for it in a certain sense.

I stood by and watched for a while, and Chen An crawled towards me. I took off my coat and threw it aside, leaned down and picked him up, shook him, and said, "It's sinking again."

"This weight is within the normal range, so there is no need to lose weight." Zhang Chente said this calmly, but kept staring at me, for fear that I would tell the child to control his diet.

I said "um", and hugged the baby for a while, and wanted to put him back on the soft cushion. As soon as I bent down, the fat boy burst into tears.

Before I could speak, Zhang Chen said eagerly, "Hold him for a while."

"Ok."

I had no choice but to hold him and stand up straight again. The kid giggled and reached out to grab my shirt with a strong hand.

I also liked it very much, coaxed and coaxed, and only when he fell asleep did I put him back into his little quilt and tuck the corner of the quilt.

Zhang Chen was still sitting on the ground, his eyes were a little wandering, I didn't know what he was thinking, and I didn't really want to ask, so I just bent down and picked him up.

He put his arms around my shoulders, pillowed on my chest, and said, "I was just thinking about you."

"I'm right here, what do you want me to do?"

"Thinking of you when you were young."

"It's easier for me to caress you when I'm young?"

This question may be fatal, so Zhang Chen stopped talking.

I know what he didn't say, it's nothing more than that when I was young, I was stupid, innocent, kind, and loved him very much.

I don't like to look back, I'm sorry for the young me.

It is agreed that if you have opened this page, don't think of mentioning it again, or you will easily become Xianglin's wife, and you will not be able to let yourself go for the rest of your life.

We sink in the soft mattress, kiss each other in the dark, let desire/desire control the body to instinctively ask for more, and temporarily forget the unspeakable words.I withdrew from his body, tore off the cover, tied a knot and threw it into the trash can, only to hear Zhang Chen's hoarse voice: "You loved to laugh a lot when you were young, but it's rare now."

"Isn't that normal?" I pulled him into my arms and pressed his head against my chest. "Managing a business doesn't require a lot of smiles."

"You know what I mean."

"With you and Chen An here, I have a good life." I patted his back and comforted him, "Don't think about it, go to bed early."

"Brother Peace."

"Ok?"

"We're going to get better and better in the future, right?"

"Correct."

Zhang Chen stopped talking. After a while, his breathing became even and long, and he seemed to be asleep.

I lowered my head and kissed the top of his hair gently and cautiously. Even though the road I passed was full of holes and messes, I still wanted to try to walk with him. Difficult to let go.

--

I entered the kitchen for a long time, and even the hand holding the knife became unfamiliar. The fresh meat was cut into different sizes.

Fortunately, I didn't cut my finger, but it was splashed by the hot oil in the pan. Fortunately, there was only a small piece of redness, and there was no need to apply ointment. I added seasoning to it according to the steps in memory, and added a spoonful to the syrup Tang, after working for more than half an hour, finally made a pot of braised pork, tasted it with chopsticks, it was not satisfactory, but still edible.

The rice was so high that he went to Chen An's room, carried me out, and put him on the dining table. He stared at the dish of braised pork for more than ten seconds before he came to his senses and hugged me. I left and said, "You did it."

Without rhetorical questions, it is directly and conclusively affirmed.

"Well, let go of me first, and you can hug me after eating."

He let go of his hand obediently, and when I was in front of him, he impatiently stretched out his chopsticks, took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" I tried to be calm, but I was a little nervous when I asked.

"It's not very tasty, but it tastes exactly the same as what I remember. I feel like crying after eating it."

"It's just a plate of meat, there's nothing to cry about."

"What you do is different."

"Don't be sensational, eat yours," I picked up a chopstick and piled it on his rice bowl, "I'll make it for you later when I'm free."

"Chen Heping."

"you love Me?"

"I didn't mean to say that."

"Thank you?"

"It's not that."

"Then what do you want to say?"

"I can't wash the dishes."

"I didn't need to..." I just wanted to say that I don't need him to brush, after all, there is a nanny, and then I suddenly remembered that when we were together, whoever cooked the food, the other had to wash the dishes. He turned a corner, "I'm going to wash, I've finished cooking, it's your turn to wash."

"I have to take care of Chen An. He was just taken away by the nanny to feed him complementary food. I don't know if he has eaten well."

"Okay, I'll wash it then."

"Thank you, Brother Ping, Brother Ping is the best."

"Zhang Chen, can you stop being cute..."

"I'm not very old."

"..." I really had nothing to say, put away the bowls and chopsticks, and went to wash the dishes.