The First Emperor Said He Likes Me

Chapter 11

With a bag on his back, Wen Yu stepped briskly after getting out of the car, walked a few steps ahead, then walked back, held Zhao Zheng's arm, and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao will be here soon, look, that building is here, my house is on the sixth floor. building."

"Very happy?" Zhao Zheng asked.

Wen Yu nodded, "I haven't been back for a semester, so I'm homesick." He swiped his card to enter the community, and the second building was their home.

The two went upstairs in the elevator, Wen Yu took out the key to open the door, but after a long time, a middle-aged woman opened the door and came out. Seeing that it was Wen Yu, she was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Wen Yu, your family moved Don't you know it's a big house?"

Wen Yu's hand holding the key stopped, and the woman felt embarrassed when she saw that Wen Yu really didn't know, and said, "You really don't know, your parents bought a new house and moved out a month ago, and now it's sold gone."

"Oh, I'll call them, thank you, Aunt Wang." Wen Yu smiled, and dragged Zhao Zhengyi away from the door. Parents who didn't know it thought it was picked up, but they didn't ignore the second child like this..."

Wen Yu was confused, endured the grievance, and said to Zhao Zheng: "My parents must have forgotten to notify me, it's okay, I will call them."

Seeing Wen Yu's aggrieved look, Zhao Zheng didn't say anything, he just reached out and patted Wen Yu's curly head.

"I wanted to inform you last time I called, but I made a mistake and forgot. Recently, I——you will talk about it when you come back. I will send you the address in WeChat." Mother Wen said on the phone.

Just as Wen Yu was about to say that Uncle Zhao was also here, he hung up the phone, and a voice message came from WeChat, and Wen Yu opened it to find the address of his new home.The grievance he just had just disappeared, he raised his head, smiled and said to Zhao Zheng: "Let's take a taxi there, my mother didn't forget on purpose, she may have something to do."

I don't know whether to explain to myself or explain to Zhao Zheng.

The new home is quite far from here. The two arrived by car for four or ten minutes. Wen Yu's face turned pale when he got off the bus. Zhao Zheng took Wen Yu's hand and went to a nearby convenience store. He bought a bottle of water and unscrewed it and handed it to him Wen Yu.

Wen Yu took two sips to suppress the nausea in his heart. It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, but he didn't have any appetite, he just felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

The new home is a large-area apartment with elevator access. Wen Yu pressed the password, and he felt a little uneasy when he got on the elevator.

"Mom." A smile rose on Wen Yu's face.

Mother Wen patted Wen Yu on the shoulder, "Go ahead and talk." When his eyes moved to Zhao Zheng next to him, Wen Yu said first, "Uncle Zhao came back with me." Mother Wen nodded as if waking up from a dream, with a smile on her face Be more enthusiastic, "Mr. Zhao is here too, please come in first."

The new house is elegantly decorated, with four bedrooms and two living rooms, brightly lit.

"Mom, the house is so beautiful, where is my room? I want to leave my bag." Wen Yu said.

Embarrassment appeared on Mother Wen's face, and she took Wen Yu to a small room with small windows, making the room look very dark, with clothes piled up on the bed, Mother Wen turned on the light, and said, "You didn't say you would come back, I still I didn't have time to tidy up. Your younger brother is in his third year of high school this year, and he has to study during the winter vacation, so he made a study room with better lighting." This can be regarded as explaining the reason why Wen Yu's room is small.

"I see." Wen Yu's eyes flashed with grievance, and he said, "I cleaned it up myself."

Mother Wen nodded, turned to the living room to make a phone call, and said after a while: "Your father said that he will come back at noon, and we will go out for dinner. I would like to thank Mr. Zhao for helping me with the company's business last time."

"Thank you very much." Zhao Zheng said coldly.

Wen's father and mother were very polite and warm to Zhao Zheng when they went to the restaurant for lunch, but Wen Yu who was next to him hardly asked much.

Zhao Zheng put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in Wenyu's bowl, "You like it."

Wen Yu was a little gloomy, looking down at his favorite pork ribs in the bowl, his eyes were inexplicably sore, he lowered his head and dared not speak, for fear that his emotions would be revealed by his throat.

After lunch, Zhao Zheng proposed to leave. Wen Yu was anxious and said, "Uncle Zhao, are you going back?"

"No, there is some business here." Zhao Zheng rubbed Wen Yu's head, glanced at the Wen family couple behind him, and said, "I'm at the Yunding Hotel. If you're bored, you can come to me."

He patted Wen Yu's head again, then turned around and got into the car, his back was full of coldness.

Wen Yu went home with his parents. He had to tidy up the room by himself, and found that many of his clothes were missing from the closet, things were in a mess, and some of the cards he liked to collect when he was a child were also missing. Sitting on the bed, he felt a surge of emotion. When the grievance came, he opened the door and walked out. Just two steps away, he heard his parents arguing in a low voice.

"......Come on, don't talk about it, haven't you said it all, the time is up......"

"Okay, what you said."

The voices of the two were very low and very vague.Wen Yu has rarely seen his parents quarrel since he went to college. Now that he heard the quarrel and obviously didn't want him to know, he was very upset and went back to the room. There is going to be a fight.

At ten o'clock in the evening, chicken soup was stewed in the kitchen, and the smell was tangy. Wen Yu didn't eat well at noon, and he slept in the afternoon, so he didn't know if there was any cooking at home. Now he went to the living room and saw that there was only his mother in the kitchen, so he couldn't help smiling and said: "Mom, it smells so good."

"I made chicken soup for your brother. He is under a lot of pressure now, and he will be able to start when he comes back."

Wen Yu nodded. It is normal for his parents to favor his younger brother since he was a child. He is the boss who wants to give way.

After a while, the door rang, and the father came back with his younger brother.Wen Yu's younger brother, Wen Le, is not tall, but he is fat in vain. When he saw Wen Yu rushing towards him, Wen Yu gave his younger brother a hug and rubbed his head, "But he has gained a few catties."

"It's not all mom, she keeps giving me supplements, every day is a big soup, brother, you persuade mom, I almost have a nosebleed." Wen Le said mischievously.

Wen's mother came out of the kitchen, took her son's schoolbag, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, you study hard, you just need to make up for it, and my mother doesn't look fat at all." She blamed Wen's father next to her, "The schoolbag is so heavy. , you don’t know how to help carry it.”

"Mom, I'm such an adult, I don't need Dad to take it for me, others will die of laughter." After Wen Le finished speaking, he pestered his eldest brother Wen Yu, "Brother, let's play games, a new one recently came out——"

Before she finished speaking, Mother Wen became anxious and said to Wen Yu, "Don't take him to play games."

Wen Le was unhappy, and Wen's mother said, "I made chicken soup for you." Hearing this, Wen Le's face became even more broken, and Wen's father said beside him: "First change your clothes and wash your face, Xiao Le doesn't like to drink, even if gone."

Wen's mother raised her eyebrows, and just raised her voice, when she saw Wen Le, she held back and said, "You must drink the soup."

Wen Yu watched from the beginning to the end, his eyes shifted to his parents, he always felt that his parents were hiding something from Xiao Le.

After eating chicken soup for supper, my younger brother got tired of drinking it, and even gave Wen Yu half a bowl of his younger brother's bowl. Politics is a bit of a nuisance.

Stomach pain in sleep, woke up in a daze, Wen Yu stretched his arms to hook the head of the bed, felt empty, only then remembered that this was home.

He lifted the quilt and put on slippers and went out, intending to drink some hot water, when he heard footsteps through the door, his mind suddenly thought of the dispute between his parents in the afternoon, and he didn't know what to think, so he didn't dare to open the handle while holding the handle.

The low voice outside the door was his mother calling his father's name again.

"...you stop."

After that, a series of footsteps sounded and went to the living room, Wen Yu opened the door, and the two figures faced each other in the dark living room.

"Li Shujuan, what on earth do you want to do? We are already divorced, so don't worry about me."

divorce? !

Wen Yu's eyes widened immediately.

The low-pitched quarrel in the living room continued.

"You're crazy, what should you do if Xiao Le hears about it? It's agreed that he will tell him the truth after the college entrance examination." Mother Wen lowered her voice as if she wanted to tear the man off, "I warn you to be stricter with your mouth."

Father Wen nodded perfunctorily, with an angry tone, "Okay, I know, it's just that I feel sick when I'm in the same space as you. I don't know if any man has slept in that bed."

"It's the same as how clean you are, don't you also have women outside?!" Mother Wen mocked coldly, brushing her hair, "You have to accompany Xiao Le for a weekend, and when he returns to school, where do you want to go? , I won’t stop, besides, Wen Yu is also—”

"Wen Yu?" Father Wen taunted, "You haven't told him the truth yet? Now that I think about it, it's possible that Wen Yu wasn't picked up by you, it should be a bastard you bred with some wild man."

Mother Wen cursed, "Wen Zhibin, you were there when Wen Yu was picked."

Wen's father knew that he was unscrupulous, so he was silent for a while, and Wen's mother also calmed down, she said: "Wen Yu, I will tell him personally, I raised him so much, now that he is an adult, the future can be done by himself. Let's go, I have a child with me over there, so I can't keep him."

"I won't want him, he looks like that, he's not a man or—"

"Shut up Wen Zhibin, get the hell out of here." Mother Wen shouted coldly in a low voice.

Father Wen sneered: "Why are you pretending to be kind? Didn't you want to throw away the child when you picked it up before and found the body? Now you pretend to be virtuous." After speaking, he sneered, pulled the door and left.

Mother Wen stood there with her back and didn't know what to think. After a while, she went back to the second bedroom lightly, pushed the door and saw that Wen Le was sleeping soundly, and then returned to the master bedroom.

In the cramped small room, Wen Yu's face was covered with tears, he sat down on the spot, his mind was full of the conversation he had just heard.

picked up.

Can't keep him.

I don't want him either.

Neither male nor female.

My stomach is burning and hurting, and there are fragments in my head that seem to think of all kinds of things when I was a child.

No wonder his father never hugged him close, no wonder his younger brother picked all the good things since he was a child, no wonder his mother always looked at him with pity and sympathy...

But never had love.

He blamed himself for his physical defects and made his parents sad and guilty, so he did everything perfectly, loved his younger brother, studied hard, shared housework for his mother, and never talked back to his father.

But it never occurred to him that everything was self-indulgent.

He has no home.

No one will want him anymore.

The author has something to say:

Without Gong's intervention, the Wen family and his wife might have divorced later.

I originally planned to save a new manuscript today, but I saw someone writing Li Bihua's work on Tianya in the afternoon, and turned around to read the Rouge button version, and now I am still in a low mood, not to mention that the host also analyzed Farewell My Concubine, this is It's so sad, I don't dare to watch it a second time.

Especially when writing this chapter, Xiao Shou has no home [So I ordered a meal and planned to have a good time]

What about you guys.