my brother became a scum

A few years passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for Chen An to go to elementary school.This child has been smart since he was a child, doesn't talk much, and loves to read.

Of course, because of the limited characters I know, most of the books I read are picture books.

He called me Dad, and Zhang Chen is also Dad. He called me with long and short sounds, and called Zhang Chen with short and long sounds. At first I couldn't make out the sound, but after Zhang Chen analyzed it with me, I tasted it carefully, and it was really true. so.

He has been in contact with my subordinates since he was a child. Compared with his peers, he is a little more precocious.I would wash my own socks when I was very young, and I also have a little cleanliness. Zhang Chen said that he followed me, but I retorted that he was more like him.

On the first day of elementary school, Zhang Chen and I sent him off together.Over the years, Zhang Chen can barely walk for a few minutes, but he has to rely on crutches and someone is watching to prevent him from falling due to exhaustion.

We sent Chen An into the classroom together, and Zhang Chen sat on the seat in the classroom and told Chen An that I, together with other parents, went to pick up the books and go through the admission procedures.

When he came back after all the tossing, he found that there were a few more mothers with children around Zhang Chen. They were not talking about the children, but what skin care products they used.

Zhang Chen is quite well-known. He created a skin care exchange platform on the Internet. He just threw it to me when it became big. Now he may be recognized. The communication between parents is like a fan meeting. the trend of.

When he saw me coming back, he smiled gently and virtuously, and took a few more VIP cards and handed them to the surrounding mothers.

I reached out and rubbed his hair, sat down and waited for the teacher to enter the classroom for a meeting.

Chen An also took out a small water bottle from his schoolbag, handed it to Zhang Chen, and said, "Dad, drink water."

Zhang Chen took the water bottle and said "thank you".

I sat side by side with Zhang Chen, and the teacher explained the school's regulations, admission arrangements, parental responsibilities, and student training on the podium.

There is also an illusion in a trance, like returning to the time when we were in class.

I still remember that it was a sunny day, the head teacher opened the door, followed by a tall and thin boy.

He said his name was Zhang Chen.

Later he became my deskmate, and we changed from being disliked to each other to being heart-to-heart brothers.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

The parent-teacher meeting was over, and it was time for us to leave. Zhang Chen pulled my arm indiscriminately, and I knew he had been sitting for too long and couldn't stand up.

But he was too strong and didn't want to show it in front of his children's classmates.

So I continued to chat with Chen An, and told him to study hard, make progress every day, make good friends, and listen to the teacher.

Chen An listened carefully all the time, nodding from time to time. I saw that his appearance was very familiar, and it took me a while to realize that he and my assistant had exactly the same reaction to my work arrangement, and I couldn't help but cry.

After chatting for a while, I finally waited until the teacher was going to show the students around the campus. There was no parental participation in the plan for this session.

The teacher probably also knew about Zhang Chen's physical condition, so he didn't ask us why we were still sitting here, and called Chen An after saying hello.

Chen An waved to us, shouted "Goodbye, Dad" twice, and left obediently.

Zhang Chen sighed and said, "It was a bit sad for the first time."

I knew it was his leg that he was sad about, but I naturally changed the subject and said, "When the child grows up, he has to go to school, so don't be sad."

"Well," Zhang Chen pursed his lower lips, and said, "Do you think Chen An will be unhappy? The other parents are all fine, but I'm a boy, and my legs are still disabled."

"Chen An is not that kind of child." I bent down and hugged him, "You have to trust him."

"I'm afraid that other children will gossip about him, and he will be very upset."

"The children are not that bad. Even if some children say something sad, Chen An will handle it well. Even if he can't handle it well, don't we still have us? Parents are the children's backers."

"That's right," Zhang Chen seemed to have slowed down a bit. He rested his head on my shoulders, and even freed his hands, saying hello to the parents of the children he met halfway, "Whoever dares to bully Chen An, I will call They understand how regret is written."

"Morning."

"Chen Heping, are you going to stop me?"

"No, I want to say that I feel the same as you. If someone bullies Chen An, I will bully him."

"It's just a conversation between two hooligans...Chen Heping, why are you so irritable?"

"It's about children, there's no way not to be irritable, he's so young."

"You have to trust Chen An, he is very smart, and he will definitely get on well with his classmates."

Zhang Chen and I just chatted one sentence after another, and when we got in the car, I put him down, rubbed my sore shoulders, thought about the conversation just now, and felt like laughing.

Who would have thought that we, who had a fight on the rooftop, now have the mentality of an old father, afraid that our children will be bullied, and want to comfort each other with exactly the same words?

"Hey, Chen Heping, when Chen An introduces his parents to his classmates, will he introduce you as his father or me as his father?"

"It should be introduced that both of them are fathers."

"Won't that be weird?"

"Will not."

"In a legal sense, I'm not your partner yet, we're in an illegal cohabitation relationship."

"It really is."

"How about we get married?" Zhang Chen said this sentence as if joking, but avoided my sight, and clenched his fingers, obviously a little uneasy.

My heart was very calm, I wasn't very excited, and I didn't think too much, so I answered him naturally: "Well, take time tomorrow to get a certificate."

"Brother Peace?"

"Ok?"

"You promised me."

"Yes, I promise you."

Zhang Chen still didn't dare to look at me, but raised his hand and wiped his face.

At first I planned to tell him to calm down, pretending not to see it, but seeing that he seemed to be crying for too long, I had no choice but to stretch out my hand, wrap him in my arms, and tell him to rest on my chest.

I asked him: "Where is the wedding going to be held? Have you thought about where to go on vacation?"

"I didn't even think about it," Zhang Chen laughed while crying, still not looking at me, "I didn't expect you to agree."

"Although whether you have that piece of paper or not, you are mine for the rest of your life.

"But if you have that piece of paper and you're happier, let's go and get it back."

"Brother Peace."

"Ok?"

"You said you wouldn't marry someone you didn't love."

"Ah."

"You love me."

"..." I was thinking how should I answer this question.

"Don't answer, I know you love me."

"……Oh."

"I love you."

"It's too old, it's too nasty."

"Speaking love words to the one you love deeply, how can it be disgusting?" Zhang Chen's eyes are bright, exactly the same as when he was young, "I will say I love you many times, until we are seventy or eighty years old."

"Well, whatever you want."

Zhang Chen put his hand on my shoulder, leaned over and kissed my lips, and said, "Let's go see the aurora."

"when to go?"

"The wedding is over."

"Okay." I didn't see through what he was saying just now that he didn't intend.

We got the certificate the next day, but the wedding was postponed until Chen An's winter vacation, so the family of three could go out to play after it was over.

Zhang Chen spent three or four months trying to recover every day, but the effect was still not very good. He seemed a little worried, worried that he would not be able to finish the red carpet.

On the day of the wedding, Zhang Chen walked towards me from one end of the red carpet. Even with a cane, it was still very difficult for me to walk. I watched him stop and go, and it was very difficult.

The surrounding guests cheered him on in low voices, and no one said anything that shouldn't be said, to be precise, they didn't dare.

We communicated before, and I suggested that I wait for him in the middle of the red carpet, or simply hold him in front of the priest.

But he said: "I want to walk in front of you in person. That is the scene I have fantasized about for a long time."

"Well, if you insist." That's what I said at the time.

Chen An followed Zhang Chen and sprinkled flowers. He wanted to help Zhang Chen, but he was too small to reach, so he looked at me pitifully from a distance.

I thought, my heart was cruel enough, so I just looked at Zhang Chen like this.

Zhang Chen paused for a while, took a few deep breaths, moved his crutch again, and moved towards me bit by bit. He was less than 50 meters away from me.

I could clearly see his cheeks, which were covered with crystal clear sweat, and his hands were even trembling a little.

But he still stubbornly walked in my direction, one step, two steps, three steps, and for the last two meters, he threw the crutch in his hand aside.

Three, two, one.

He hugged me.

And I hugged him tightly so that he wouldn't fall to his knees because of loss of strength.

He leaned on my shoulder and said softly, "You are mine now."

It dawned on me that this might be the reason why he had to walk the red carpet alone.

It's a ritual, for me, and for him too.

We exchanged expensive rings, kissed in front of guests, held hands and sliced ​​beautiful cakes.

But I know that the most unforgettable thing about this wedding may be the moment when he walked over step by step and hugged me.

Many pains in the past seemed to be appeased at that moment.

And me and him, reborn.

Zhang Chen and I didn't leave the room for three days. Chen An obediently did his homework every day, and sent a voice message after finishing the homework, asking, "Can you play with me today?"

I replied "No", Zhang Chen had to rack his brains to think of a reason, and then sent another 25-second voice.

Once he hits send, my fingers slide into his ass, and after a while, the bottom will slide in very naturally.

Zhang Chen praised me for being "alive and vigorous" and "lively and vigorously". I replied to him with "the winding path leads to secluded places" and "good flexibility".

The two old and unscrupulous people finally got out of bed willingly, opened the door and saw that the child was still doing homework obediently, and when they saw us coming out, they walked over and handed over the homework book.

I bent down and picked him up, kissing and kissing.

The child laughed, I laughed, and Zhang Chen also laughed.

So in the days to come, there will be lots of laughter, and the days will be enjoyable and sweet.

Extra "Grapes"

The time background happened when Chen Heping was in college.

The article is not long.

I studied science and engineering at university, and I was still a fighter in science and engineering. The specific manifestation was that I had to do a metalworking internship in my freshman year, and I had to go to a factory for an internship in my junior year.

Zhang Chen didn't spend much time on his studies, he was always at the bottom of the school year list, and I couldn't bear the scholarship and extra meals, so I always tried to get ahead in the exam.

So in the third year of internship, I couldn't issue a sick note like Zhang Chen did and get a passing grade in the end. Instead, I packed my bags and got ready to go.

When Zhang Chen came, I was the only one in the dormitory. He was wearing a pink shirt, black and white striped trousers, and what looked like sandals on his feet, but according to Zhang Chen, they were the latest shoes from the Paris show. .

This suit is coquettish and good-looking, and the price is not cheap, which is almost the sum of all the scholarships I can get in four years.

Ever since I asked him about the price of his shirts, I never wanted to play ripping games with him again. I felt that what I was tearing was not the shirts, but the white renminbi. Zhang Chen didn’t feel bad, but I did.

He was wearing this outfit today and entered my half-open dormitory door. I wiped the sweat off my face and said, "Go out and take a look, and I'll find you when I'm done."

Zhang Chen didn't intend to go out. He looked around my dormitory and said lightly, "You don't even have a place to stay here."

"I know there is no place, why don't you go out and rest?" I folded the dried underwear, stuffed them into the bag, and threw them into the suitcase, "I'm busy, I'll chat with you later, good boy."

Zhang Chen sneered, but he didn't go out as I expected. He walked under my dormitory bed almost on tiptoes, and asked, "Chen Heping, can I lie on your bed for a while?"

I really wanted to say no, but seeing his hands holding the ladder up and down, looking eager to try, I had to say: "Then you go up."

Zhang Chen is like a lazy and beautiful cat, kicked off his shoes, climbed onto my bed in two or three steps, and even hugged my favorite pillow.

I was a little angry, but I couldn't get angry with him, so I continued to collect my things.

"Chen Heping, what are you doing with the power strip?"

"Brother said that the accommodation conditions over there are not good enough, and told us to bring power strips."

"Is it that bad?"

"It's pretty bad." My senior brother is pretty reliable, so there's no need to mislead me about such a trivial matter.

"Is it four weeks?"

"Yes, a one-month internship."

"Chen Heping."

"Ok?"

"Why don't you go, come with me and go to Europe for a while."

"It's for credits, so you can't go if you don't go."

Zhang Chen stopped talking, seemed a little unhappy, and thumped my pillow. I didn't look up, but I could hear the sound of "Puff".

In the end, I still couldn't help it, so I said: "Don't beat it."

Sure enough, Zhang Chen stopped beating. He precisely hit the pillow on the back of my head. It didn't hurt, but it messed up my hairstyle.

I had just packed the last essentials into the suitcase, closed it, locked the zipper, stood up, and closed the door.

"Busy working?"

I didn't say a word, I carried the pillow with one hand, and went to bed with Ceng Ceng Ceng, and said to him, "Put it in."

Zhang Chen smiled very nicely, and he deserved a beating. He said, "I lie comfortably, don't come up and squeeze me."

I threw a pillow at him, and while his sight was blocked, I got on the bed safely, reached out and patted his slender thighs: "Give me some space, I'm going to sleep."

"How do you sleep in such a small bed?"

I spread my body, lying on the pillow that was stained with Zhang Chen's breath, and closed my eyes

Said: "I didn't tell you to go down, it's already very interesting."

"But in this way, you are very crowded, and I am also very crowded."

I pretended to be asleep, moved a little to the edge of the bed, and continued to close my eyes.

Zhang Chen's breathing was shallow, he was not asleep, as if he was observing me.

Just when I couldn't help opening my eyes, his arm wrapped around my waist very naturally, and he also pillowed on my shoulder.

I heard him say softly: "Chen Heping, let's sleep."

I don't want to open my eyes anymore, I close my eyes tightly and fall into a sweet dream.

When I woke up, it was time to set off. Zhang Chen had already left, and left an envelope on my desk. On the envelope, there was a line of words "I know you are going to the bird." It's a shitty place, I'll prepare some cash for you."

I opened the envelope, counted the money, and transferred the money back to Zhang Chen, with a sentence of "Thanks, no need to withdraw the money".

Zhang Chen didn't reply to the news, this is normal, he got busy and couldn't care about anything.

My classmates and I took the train for a day and a night. After getting off the train and changing cars, we finally arrived at the internship site. We said it was an internship. In fact, we just visited the factory every day and listened to some reports by the way. However, the conditions of the factory were really bad. Wearing protective clothing for a day, the whole person seems to be fished out of the water.

The dormitory conditions in the small town are also very poor. Fortunately, I am a man after all, and I can bear it even if I try hard.Finally, when it was the weekend break, my classmates and I went shopping in the town, and found that the prices were ridiculously high. A green apple that was not in good condition could sell for seven yuan, which was like stealing money.

So the group had no choice but to buy less fruit, and returned to the dark dormitory, feeling somewhat disappointed for no reason.

Zhang Chen seemed to have finally finished his work, and asked me how I was doing?I picked out a few interesting things and told him, and he called again.

There were several classmates in the room, I left the room, and then I left the hotel altogether, answered the phone, and I heard him calling my name in the cool night wind: "Chen Heping."

"Well, I'm here."

"Chen Heping, you don't seem to be having a good time."

"It's not very good, but after a few more weeks, I can go back."

"Chen Heping."

"Ok?"

"I miss you."

I kept silent and wanted to say, I miss you too, but I felt that was too hypocritical and intimate.

"Chen Heping."

"Why are you calling me again?"

"I'll mail you some fruit tomorrow."

"It's too far away, it will probably be broken if it is mailed."

"Not far, give me your address."

"it is good."

We chattered for a while, and I looked up at the stars in the night sky, feeling better for no reason.

Zhang Chen's voice came through the microphone, unexpectedly adding a bit of tenderness.

He said: "Chen Heping, I'm dead, good night."

I also said softly to him, "Good night."

The next day, when I was lying in the hotel, I received a bunch of couriers. The most eye-catching thing was a box of grapes. The grapes were from Xiaoxin’s Huda No. [-]. The grains were very large, and they were very pleasing to the eye. .

Holding the box in my hand, I went to the sink to wash it, then divided it into several parts, shared them with my classmates, and told them that Zhang Chen specially mailed them to everyone.

Zhang Chen has never cared much about the reputation among his classmates, but I don't want him to completely isolate himself.

The grapes are very sweet, and while I was eating them, I sent a message to Zhang Chen, told him I had received them, and told him that they tasted pretty good.

It took Zhang Chen a long time to reply to the message. He said that there will be a surprise tomorrow.

I asked him what was the surprise, but he didn't reply.

The next day was a working day, and we returned to our residence from the factory in disgrace. As soon as we got into the room, my mobile phone rang.

I looked down at the shining "Chen'er" above, and I already guessed the surprise mentioned yesterday.

I got through the phone, and Zhang Chen said the lines I had preset for him. He said, "Chen Heping, I'm at the hotel entrance, and I'm here to see you."

I said "hmm", and I didn't have much surprise in my heart, but I still changed my coat and washed my face. If it wasn't for the lack of hot water, I might wash my hair as well.

When I got out of the hotel, I saw Zhang Chen standing in the shade. He changed into a brand new outfit today, completely incompatible with the dilapidated street. He was playing with his mobile phone at first, but he took it back when I came out. mobile phone, and said to me: "Chen Heping, did you just go to Africa?"

I patted his shoulder and said, "How do you talk, I'm just a little tanned."

Zhang Chen just laughed, laughing very arrogantly, he said: "I told you not to accompany me to Europe, will you suffer?"

"It's okay, if you can bear it, it's the girls in the class who can't."

"You are sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade."

"This is the minimum empathy for a classmate."

"I don't have any empathy for them, but to be honest, Chen Heping, I feel very distressed seeing you like this."

"There's nothing to be distressed about. I'll go back in a few days."

"That's right, I'll prepare the best hotel for you when I go back."

"Bah bah bah—too vulgar to say."

"If you don't eat it, then I will eat it myself."

"Call me—"

"What did you say?"

"Zhang Chen, remember to call me."

Zhang Chen just laughed, he rubbed my hair while laughing, and said: "If there is something for me, there is also something for you."

We talked a lot in the night breeze of the small town, but Zhang Chen came too hastily, so he could only talk to me, the car was parked aside, and he was about to catch the plane back.

I asked him why he insisted on coming here, and he said seriously, because he missed me.

At that moment, I didn't doubt the authenticity of his words, and briefly made a note of others, and was simply moved by him.

When we were parting, I stretched out my hand and shook Zhang Chen's. Zhang Chen froze for a moment, then laughed again. After a long time, he said, "Chen Heping, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Let's go, if you don't go, you won't be able to catch the plane."

"If I can't catch up, I can't catch up. I just want to stay by your side."

Zhang Chen's love story is really touching, but it was said so smoothly, and I don't know how many people I have told it.

"move."

I was a little callous and gave the final eviction order.

Zhang Chen shook my hand again and left.

(Finish)