only for Wei Wei

Wei Zhen returned home with the cake, Zhao Dabao's eyes were still shining, seeing Wei Zhen walking towards him, he adjusted his thoughts, smiled and talked, and turned his back to Wei Zhen.

Old Wei was so happy, he couldn't spoil Old Wei's happiness!

Wei Zhen was really happy today, he opened the cake before the dishes were ready, stuck a finger of butter, and smeared it on the tip of Zhao Dabao's nose.At the dinner table, they kept urging Zhao Dabao to drink.

At this moment, Wei Zhen was quite sober, knowing that the foreign wine was strong, and worried that Zhao Dabao would not be able to bear it, so he bent down and pulled out the unopened beer under the dining table for Zhao Dabao to drink, while he himself continued to drink the foreign wine.

By the time the candles were lit, Wei Zhen was too drunk to stand still, and Zhao Dabao was dizzy, but the child closed his eyes and made a serious wish.

Wei Zhen laughed and asked Zhao Dabao, "Tell Lao Wei what Dabao wished."

Zhao Dabao celebrated his birthday for the first time, but he also knew the process, and he respected this ceremony more than those who light candles every year to make a wish, with a serious expression on his face, "If I don't say it, it won't work."

Wei Zhen was as drunk as usual, smirking mischievously, grabbed a bottle of beer and held it in front of Zhao Dabao, "Don't say you drank the wine."

Then Wei Zhen lay down on the dining table and didn't move!

The huge room fell into silence for an instant. Zhao Dabao held up the beer, gulped it down with his eyes closed, put down the empty bottle, and shouted in a self-defeating manner suddenly.

"I won't be your son! Don't! Don't call me son again!"

Zhao Dabao was startled by his own voice, he stared blankly at Wei Zhen, who was motionless, and didn't dare to move himself, after watching for a while, Zhao Dabao seemed to realize that Wei Zhenzhen was unconscious from drinking. , with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, he stepped forward to take Wei Zhen's arm, and helped him walk to the bedroom.

The two entered the bedroom staggeringly, Wei Zhen opened his eyes in a daze, looked around and said calmly, "Where is Dabao? Why don't we go home?"

Zhao Dabao said softly, "Old Wei, this is our home, our own home."

"Our own home?" Wei Zhen mumbled to himself and looked around in confusion again, muttering, hugged Zhao Dabao and fell to the bedside, "We have a home! Dabao, we have a home!"

Both of them fell on their sides on the bed, neither of them moved.After a while, Zhao Dabao reached out to turn on the desk lamp, and he saw Wei Zhen quietly falling asleep with a smile on his lips.

With a face so close at hand, Zhao Dabao can kiss Wei Zhen's mouth as long as he moves forward a little bit, but Zhao Dabao didn't, he moved his body, his head came to Wei Zhen's chest, submerged, hugged Wei Zhen tightly, and deeply Inhale.

Zhao Dabao's arms became tighter and tighter uncontrollably, Wei Zhen snorted uncomfortably, and instinctively flapped his hands indiscriminately, but Zhao Dabao, who was half drunk and half sober, was like a drug addict. It's the same as death in the past, and he has no intention of letting go of Wei Zhen.It's not that Zhao Dabao didn't feel that Wei Zhen was struggling, so he almost begged and spoke weakly.

"Old Wei... let me hug you for a while... just for a while!"

The child really has no other meaning, just want to have a different hug from the past, not a father hugging a son, nor a son hugging a father!

But Wei Zhen quickly stopped moving, and the moment his hand fell on top of Zhao Dabao's furry head, he breathed quietly and fell asleep again.After a while, Zhao Dabao let go of his arm little by little, retreated, and came to Wei Zhen's face.

The dim and soft light shone on Wei Zhenqing's face, the eyebrows, the nose, and the lips were all pretty. In Zhao Dabao's heart, Wei Zhen had always been invincible in the world.At this moment, Zhao Dabao couldn't calm down no matter how carefully he looked at it, especially Wei Zhen was lying there as if he would not wake up no matter how much he bullied him.

To say that Zhao Dabao had no other intentions just now, but at the moment he really couldn’t control himself. After all, he is also a young man with full blood, and he felt Wei Zhen’s hot breath gushing between his nostrils. His body, which was originally heated by alcohol, was boiling. It's about to burst.

Zhao Dabao panted, put his finger between Wei Zhen's face and then retracted it. In a moment of hesitation, Zhao Dabao changed to the most direct contact and put his mouth on it.

Unstoppable, the more Zhao Dabao kissed, the more addicted he became. After kissing his forehead, eyebrows, nose, and finally gasping, he fell between Wei Zhen's lips and gently rubbed against each other. Zhao Dabao heard his heartbeat like a drum.

He's going to kiss Old Wei!

God!

He was going to faint with happiness!

Just at the very moment, Wei Zhen opened his eyes suddenly, Zhao Dabao was so frightened that he held his breath, Wei Zhen squinted his eyes as if looking at Zhao Dabao in focus.

Then Wei Zhen said vaguely, "My son is sleeping!"

After that, Wei Zhen seemed to fall asleep unconsciously again.

Zhao Dabao looked out of the dark window as if he had received a blow to the head.

Old Wei loves him!

But Lao Wei's love is only limited to this!

The love of a father for a son!

Zhao Dabao has always known these things, but Zhao Dabao can no longer be as relieved as before. Wei Zhen's son's voice is like a thorn in his heart. Every time Wei Zhen yells, the thorn will go deeper. pain.

Zhao Dabao was so sad that he couldn't fall asleep, and Wei Zhen didn't fall asleep either. He opened his eyes and peeked at the back of Zhao Dabao's head secretly, wiping the drool on his face, so embarrassed that he died.

Zhao Dabao kissed Wei Zhen's nose, Wei Zhen was already awake, but it made him open his eyes, it was too awkward, the little bastard's pro-French, was clearly a show of courtship, I wanted to bear it and pretend not to know, maybe his family The little bastard just kissed him casually, so he didn't want to follow his mouth.

The little bastard must have drunk too much and regarded him as a woman. Alcohol will be banned at home from now on!

One big and one small were thinking about their own thoughts, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a hasty knock on the door.Zhao Dabao hurriedly got up and went out, closing the bedroom door to prevent Wei Zhen from being woken up.

They moved to this community on the first day, and the people who came were nothing more than acquaintances.

It really was Wu Jian.

Zhao Dabao opened the door and was about to speak, Wu Jian wiped his sweat with a bad face, without even looking at Zhao Dabao, he broke into the master bedroom directly.

There is no access control card in this damn community, and cars are not allowed to enter. He came all the way here.

Wu Jian grabbed Wei Zhen's collar and pulled him up, "Wei Zhen don't sleep, come with me."

Wei Zhen opened his eyes and looked at him, "I knew it was you, I can't talk about anything tomorrow, why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

Wu Jian said seriously, "Your mother was in a car accident and is being rescued. Your mobile phone is not working, so the old man called me."

Wei Zhen jumped up, "What did you say?"

The character of mother, when Wei Zhen was a child, he thought of fear, the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of cold air, cold and unapproachable, she never hugged him, and made him intimate like other people's mothers, this made the young Wei Zhen suspicious for a while Did I pick it up from the garbage dump?

When I grow up, I think of it as boredom, endlessly forcing him to do things he doesn't want to do, never asking him what kind of person he wants to be, whether he is happy or not.

Later, I thought of this mother as insensitive!

In her eyes, he is an incurable cancer, a disgrace!He knew it himself, so they never met again!

On the way to the hospital, Wei Zhen found out that whether it was fear or boredom, he hoped that she would live well, even if they would never see each other in this life.

He wanted her to live, to live, to live healthy and healthy!

Wei Zhen and Wu Jian came to the third hospital and went up to the second floor.Wei Zhen's father, Wei Xing, was supervising the whole process of the operation in the operating room. In the corridor stood an old man with gray temples and standing straight while leaning on a cane. , The aggressive eyes showed the vicissitudes of life.

Standing beside the old man was a middle-aged man with an expressionless face. One of them was Wei Zhen's grandfather, Jiang Feng, and the other was a follower and driver who had followed Jiang Feng for many years.

As soon as Wei Zhen approached, the crutch in Mr. Jiang's hand hit the ground heavily, and he yelled, "Unfilial son, kneel down!"

Wei Zhen thumped and knelt in front of Mr. Jiang's knees, and there was a burst of pain in his back. It was the crutch in Mr. Jiang's hand that hit Wei Zhen's slightly bent back.

"You are really a good grandson of my Jiang Feng. For so many years, you have never returned home or made a phone call. You really think that this family is dead. You are so cruel..."

Wu Jian who was on the side watched Wei Zhen being beaten but didn't dare to step forward to stop him, he didn't even dare to say anything, he was so anxious that he said in his heart, "I'm an idiot, beat me lightly, it's a wooden stick!"

"A coward who made a mistake and didn't know how to repent, and ran away from home conceitedly. He didn't even say an apology. He only knew how to escape..."

Mr. Jiang had enough scolding and was tired from the beating. He put his cane on the ground and sat down on the chair behind him, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Wei Zhenren maintained the kneeling posture of being beaten, and it seemed that he had no intention of getting up.It wasn't that he didn't dare or some other reason, but that the iron-like family precepts had been deeply rooted in his heart. If Mr. Jiang didn't speak, he could kneel and die here.The middle-aged man Ren had a paralyzed face, he picked up Mr. Jiang's crutches, and stuck to Mr. Jiang's side motionlessly like a door god.Wu Jian was so exhausted that night, he wanted to sit down and rest, but after seeing the situation, he had no choice but to stick there.

A few people, some sitting, some kneeling, some standing.

When it was dawn, the door of the operating room opened. Mr. Jiang and his paralyzed driver were in front, and Wu Jian was behind. Wei Xing, who came out, took off his mask excitedly, and said with a smile, "Dad, the operation was a success, Ah! I'm fine."

Mr. Jiang calmly nodded his head to show that he understood. Wei Xing glanced at Wei Zhen behind everyone. The son he thought about day and night finally came, "Dad, don't let Xiao Zhen kneel down. I miss him. I already knew I was wrong."

Mr. Jiang snorted angrily, "Get out of here, unfilial son."

After Mr. Jiang's words fell, Wu Jian swooped over to caress Wei Zhen. He couldn't look down on him for a long time. His buddy knelt until dawn, "Can Wei Zhen still get up?"

"I'm fine..."

Wei Zhen spoke calmly, but his legs were limp and trembling. The pain in his back was far less uncomfortable than the numbness in his knees, and he lost all feeling in his lame leg.

Mr. Jiang gave Wei Zhen a look of resentment, "I'm not allowed to go anywhere these few days, just stay in the hospital and let me stay and serve your mother."

Wei Zhenru heard the military order, "Yes!"