Low-end double

The next day, Xiao Jue vaguely heard a familiar sound coming from the kitchen, he slowly opened his eyes, and vaguely saw a figure busy in the kitchen, Xiao Jue just looked at it obsessively.

Xiao Jue's head hurts and his throat is very dry, but he just looks at that figure so greedily, as if it is a treasure that has been lost and recovered.

Xue Liang fiddled for a while to fill up the porridge he bought, and walked out with it, and looked into the bedroom, "Are you awake? Come and have breakfast."

Xiao Jue just stared at it blankly, and after a while, the corner of his mouth slightly raised a sarcasm, as if he was laughing at his own wishful thinking, or mocking his own ridiculousness.

Xiao Jue put on some clothes and came out of the bedroom with his slippers on. Xue Liang looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Don't ask me what happened last night?"

"What could happen?" Xiao Jue asked back.

Xue Liang pointed to Xiao Jue's neck pointingly, Xiao Jue saw an obvious mark there in the mirror, and said lightly, "Oh, I saw it."

Xue Liang laughed, and handed the porridge to Xiao Jue, "Are you so relieved of me?"

Xiao Jue chuckled, "What kind of bird do you think you are? Liangzi, I don't know how you are, but I know that I can't be touched by everyone."

Xue Liang looked at him, "Is that driver okay?"

Xiao Jue didn't speak, just lowered his head and drank the porridge.

Xue Liang continued, "Xiao Jue, tell me the truth, have you taken a fancy to that driver?"

Seeing that Xiao Jue didn't speak, Xue Liang asked again, "Let me put it this way, Xiao Jue, no matter whether you like the driver or not, he has already left you and left, you can live with me."

Xiao Jue suddenly raised his head and asked, "Where did this porridge come from?"

Xue Liang was stunned, "I bought it downstairs."

"It's really unpalatable." Xiao Jue commented mercilessly, pushed the porridge on the table, got up and walked away.

Xue Liang followed behind him unwillingly, and then said, "Xiao Jue, I'm serious, let alone He Yishi, how can I not compare to that driver? What can I not compare to that wimp? You can do it all." Accept why he can't follow me?!"

Xiao Jue gave him a cold look, and said coldly, "He can cook porridge for me early in the morning, he can cook for me in different ways, and he can nagging me to put on clothes and take care of my body. If He was the one last night, and when I wake up early in the morning, I can get honey water next to my bed to sober me up and quench my thirst. Liangzi, tell me, what can you compare to him?"

Xue Liang's face suddenly sank, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Xiao Jue continued to look at him and said, "He is useless, he is useless, he has no money and power, but Liangzi, I live comfortably with him, I am happy."

Wang Dayong was at work when the cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly. When Wang Dayong saw that it was his father, Wang Dayong was startled. He went to a quiet place and picked it up.

"Hello." Wang Dayong's voice trembled a little.

"Dayong, it's me." The old man's familiar voice made Wang Dayong's heart tremble.

"Ah, Dad, I'm here, what's the matter?" Wang Dayong wiped his face.

"Dayong, to be honest, what happened to your mother when she went to your place last time? After she came back, she was in a trance all day long. I secretly saw her wiping tears several times. What did you do?" The old man said sharply.

Wang Dayong wiped his face, and said vaguely, "It's nothing, just something, how is mom doing recently?"

The old man snorted coldly, "What else can I do? The two children are not filial, it's fine if you don't make you mad!"

"Dad, what did you say? Is my mother around? I'll tell her a few words."

There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone. After waiting for a while, Wang Dayong heard the familiar voice, "Hello."

It was just one word, but when Wang Dayong heard this voice, he had an inexplicable urge to cry, and the days of stalemate with the old lady seemed to come back before his eyes.

The red eyes of the old lady from crying, the cigarette butts all over the room, and the obsession that drives people crazy.

Wang Dayong almost forgot his original attachment, why?Why did he betray his parents who had worked so hard to raise him, and why did he lose everything for himself?

Wang Dayong endured the soreness in his heart, and called softly, "Mom."

The old lady didn't answer, but Wang Dayong seemed to hear the old man's anxious voice on the other end of the phone, look at you, why are you crying when you are so good!I asked you and you didn't say it!

Wang Dayong could even imagine how the old man was anxiously blowing his beard and staring at the side, and he could also imagine how the old lady's eyes turned red when she heard her own voice while holding the phone.

The two old people have lived a hard life together for most of their lives, and they have suffered all kinds of hardships. They didn't expect that they could not enjoy their old age peacefully because of their children's problems. Wang Dayong felt that he was really unfilial when he thought about it.

It's been crazy, it's been troubled, and it's time to go home now.

Wang Dayong wondered why his heart ached.

"Mom, I have something to tell you."

"...What's the matter?" The old lady asked a little uneasy.

Wang Dayong wiped his face, and said to the old lady in a relaxed and joyful tone, "Mom, I recently met a girl who is a primary school teacher. We... we are almost done talking."

The old lady didn't speak for a while, but Wang Dayong seemed to be able to feel the old lady's mentality of being too surprised to believe it, and asked cautiously, "Are... are you serious? Dayong, are you really... you Really changed?"

Wang Dayong didn't know what kind of feelings he had in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, it seemed that the absurd and persistent things in the past would completely leave his life. I can't get it back.

Wang Dayong smiled reluctantly, "Mom, really, her name is Zhang Wenwen, and she is Lao Zhang's sister from our place. She even asked me to go to her house to meet her parents these days. Let me tell you, you are also very happy." It's a psychological preparation, in the future... I will get married in the future, so the two families can meet each other."

The old lady replied repeatedly, "Okay, okay, as long as you are good, mom will be fine. You have to treat people well, Dayong, you live a good life, change it, and don't make mistakes again."

The old lady's voice was a little choked, Wang Dayong was silent for a moment, and then replied, "Mom, I understand, you and my father have a good life, you are old, pay more attention to your body."

The old lady said with tears, "Okay, as long as you are good, it doesn't matter what you do. Da Yong, Mom has been dreaming for a while. I dreamed that you went to the street and were spit on and smashed vegetable leaves. Mom slept all night. No, the pillow is wet when I wake up."

Wang Dayong felt a pain in his heart when he heard it, and really wanted to slap himself hard, "Mom, my son has made you worry."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Dayong took a cigarette and smoked it slowly. The oppressive feeling in Xiao Jue's place made him feel as if he was going crazy, and he could only rely on this little bit of smoke to numb his nerves.

He thought that after coming out of Xiao Jue's place, he would completely return to the original suppressed and distorted atmosphere, but apart from the relief he felt at the beginning, his heart was always suppressed with an inescapable anxiety and irritability.

These things were entrenched in his heart, slowly fermenting, as if they were going to swallow him whole.

This day, Wang Dayong tried to tidy himself up in front of the mirror. Today he is going to meet Zhang Wenwen's parents, the future mother-in-law and old father-in-law. The family booked a restaurant that stands out, and told him that their family also has status. People, don't underestimate Zhang Wenwen because of her second marriage.

Wang Dayong brought a bottle of pretty good liquor, and the two old men eased up a bit after gaining face. In addition, Lao Zhang and Wang Dayong had known each other for so long, and with him making jokes, even though Wang Dayong was a little absent-minded, but this meal The meal was quite harmonious.

Shang Minglang, Mo Qi and a few brothers were having dinner here. Shang Minglang went to a toilet on the way. When he came back, he took a quick look and suddenly saw that the people in the room looked familiar. Looking at Wang Dayong, Zhang Wenwen is holding her son next to her, and the two old people in the family above look happy.

Shang Minglang squinted his eyes for a look, he was startled at first, that face was carved out of the same mold as He Yishi, but when he looked closely, there was another old scar at the corner of his eye, Shang Minglang finally understood, this Isn't it that wimp in Xiao Jue's house?

Shang Minglang glanced at this and then watched Wang Dayong toasting to the old man above. Zhang Wenwen next to him looked at him shyly and secretly. Shang Minglang didn't know what he was thinking of, so he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos there. When Zhang came back, Shang Minglang turned around and went back to the house as if he didn't see anything.

As soon as he got back, Mo Qi yelled, "Are you going to fuck or take a pee, you don't have enough time to pee for too long, don't you have something wrong?"

"Go away, do you know what I saw just now?" Shang Minglang deliberately kept it secret.

"What?" Mo Qi squinted at him.

Shang Minglang said in a low voice, "Xiao Jue's little lover just had a big room around eating, and there was a woman holding a child around her. You didn't see that coquettish look."

Mo Qi frowned slightly when he heard this, "You said that Wang Dayong?"

"Whatever his name is, look." Shang Minglang showed Mo Qi the photo on his phone, the door was facing Wang Dayong's position, Zhang Wenwen's expression and Wang Dayong's face were clearly photographed.

"What do you want to do?" Mo Qi looked at Shang Minglang.

"Didn't Liangzi want to have a crush on Guaiguai? Isn't it easy to deal with the two of you after they've been broken off?" As he spoke, Shang Minglang moved his fingertips slightly with his phone, "It's done, I'll send it to Guaiguai, and it's considered a brother helping him Cleared up the scourge of double-faced swords."

Mo Qi just looked at him, feeling a little inappropriate, and suddenly said, "Send it to Liangzi, it's up to him what to do with him, maybe he can sell it to the boy."

"Success, listen to you."