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Rong Yuheng originally planned to go back to City Q, and the air ticket was all booked, but before he left, he suddenly received a call from the police station, asking him to go to City G to claim his mother.

Rong Yuheng who hung up the phone, "..."

Wen Zecheng leaned over to him and asked, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Rong Yuheng accused him, "You can't continue to be confused by me!"

Wen Zecheng let out a regretful "Oh", as if he had suffered a heavy loss.

Qu Youhe saw it with complicated emotions, and he didn't know whether to be comforted by Rong Yuheng's sanity or saddened by Wen Zecheng's dementia.

Shi Qiu accompanied Rong Yuheng to rebook the flight ticket, and the plane departed at one o'clock in the afternoon, leaving two hours later than Wen Zecheng.

When Wen Ze went through the security check, there were passers-by taking pictures of them.He turned his head and glanced at Rong Yuheng, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something to the latter through the crowd, but in the end he just raised his hand and gestured to his ear for a phone call.

Rong Yuheng waved at him freely: "Go, go, people must learn to grow up by themselves!"

...

Wen Zecheng was sent away, and Rong Yuheng boarded the plane two hours later.When he boarded the plane, before Wen Zezhen arrived at his destination, Rong Yuheng left him a message:

—I’m taking off~[Sea otter loiter.jpg]

City C is closer to City G, and it takes only one and a half hours.

Get off the plane, pick up your luggage, take a taxi, and wait for Rong Yuheng to sit in the car before you have time to read WeChat.Wen Zecheng replied to him more than 40 minutes ago:

—I miss cubs. [Rong Goose Takes Off.jpg]

...Damn it!Rong Yuheng was blushing and confused at the same time, just thinking about it, why post his ghost emoji?

Shi Qiu didn't notice his strangeness, she was still uneasy, "Yuheng, what's the situation with your mother? You have to be careful, if you are photographed by the media going to the police station, you can make up anything. "

Rong Yuheng shook his head, his eyes fell on the receding street scene outside the window, looking very deep, "There used to be a group of people who wanted to secretly take pictures of me..."

Shi Qiu glanced at Rong Yuheng vigilantly, and stopped his remembrance with words, "Okay, as long as you know what's in your mind."

She always felt that if she continued to listen, she would gain some strange knowledge.

Rong Yuheng got out of the car, and first sent a WeChat message to the hot air balloon fairy.After waiting for a while, the latter didn't return at all, so he could only drag his luggage and walk directly into the office hall.

After Rong Yuheng explained the purpose of coming, the attendant on duty on the opposite side was obviously silent.After a while, he turned around and led Rong Yuheng inside, "Come with me."

The two entered through the side door one after the other, and after turning through a few corridors, a small office came into view.

In fact, Rong Yuheng hadn't seen his mother Wenqin for nearly a year, so she was inexplicably nervous at the moment.

However, this subtle sense of tension only lasted for two or three seconds before it was dissipated by a series of laughter flying from the office against the ceiling——

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahakekekeke...!"

This string of laughter vividly shows a series of evolutions from "Ha" to "Ke". The jumping rhythm and lively rhythm are very contagious!

Rong Yuheng almost trembled for a second, and then couldn't help but let out a "kekeke" laugh to echo each other...

The person on duty who led the way froze, then looked back at Rong Yuheng in astonishment, his eyes were full of fear: the sound of magic pierced through his ears, so terrifying!

Turning to the door of the office, I saw a woman sitting with her back facing the door. Her long chestnut hair had some playful waves, shaking slightly with the ups and downs of her laughter.

Opposite her were two civilian staff of the police station in uniform, and the three of them were gathering together with their mobile phones in their hands, not knowing what they were doing.

Rong Yuheng's eyes narrowed slightly... "Mama?"

After two seconds, Wenqin's ears moved, and she turned her head quickly, revealing a face full of vitality, "Baby!?"

The two civil servants opposite her breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Rong Yuheng.

Rong Yuheng's eyes fell on the "Happy Landlords" interface on Wenqin's phone, and his lips moved for a moment, "Mama, what are you doing?"

Is this why you don't reply to my WeChat?

Wen Qin immediately lowered her head shyly, "Mummy is building a good relationship with everyone."

"..."

Shi Qiu's eyes behind Rong Yuheng's are simply indescribable... According to her countless experience of reading people, this sentence is really not light.

The office staff on the opposite side confirmed Rong Yuheng's identity, and then led him to the other side for registration.

There was suffocating silence all the way.

Rong Yuheng couldn't help breaking the silence, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble. Next time I find her, I can drive her home without any problem."

He is convinced: This woman can travel around the world in a hot air balloon, and taking a taxi home is nothing at all.

The office staff who led the way sighed a long time after hearing this, "We want to too...but your mother claims to have dementia and only remembers your mobile phone number, so we will contact you only if we have no other choice."

Rong Yuheng's pupils shrank: What a dementia!

"However, we played more than 60 rounds of Happy Landlords with her, and until just now, she still maintained a winning rate of more than 90%." Thinking of this, the office worker couldn't help but look more meaningful,

"How I wish my old age could be like this..."

Rong Yuheng: ...

After signing and confirming, Rong Yuheng led Wen Qin out of the gate of the police station.Before leaving, Wen Qin turned to wave to the two "playing friends" just now, "Create a WeChat group, make an appointment when you have time!"

Rong Yuheng hurriedly carried him away and stuffed him into a taxi.

After getting into the car, Rong Yuheng turned around and asked Wenqin, "Where are you going?"

Wen Qin reported the address of this city, the car started, she turned her head and patted Rong Yuheng, her satisfaction was beyond words,

"The three caves of the cunning rabbit, Ma Ma's real estate is everywhere!"

Rong Yuheng's eyes were heavy, "Mama still remembers her house, it turned out to be intermittent dementia."

"!!" Wen Qin's disguise was punctured, and she changed the subject in a second. She looked at Shi Qiu with her head, "This girl is very beautiful, my daughter-in-law?"

hiss……!

Rong Yuheng and Shi Qiu gasped at the same time, their scalps were numb and their toes curled up, "No!!!"

Especially Shi Qiu, she was thinking about Qu Youhe before, but now she just wants not to be turned against Sha by Wen Zecheng!

Shi Qiu tried his best to maintain a calm expression, "Hello, Auntie, I am Shi Qiu, Yuheng's manager."

Wen Qin said "Oh" regretfully, and poked Rong Yuheng again, "Hey, you are in your twenties, you can fall in love."

Shi Qiu's eyes gradually became alert...the alertness stopped abruptly when he was halfway through, and then slowly returned to calmness: No, with Rong Yuheng's mother's magical brain circuit, maybe he can make up for his unrequited love.

Hearing this, Rong Yuheng's face suddenly popped up in Rong Yuheng's mind - a cold and ascetic face, but it was full of emotions when facing him.

Rong Yuheng was inexplicably awkward, and he turned the topic back to the original point, "Don't try to change the subject, the police officers have already told me, you are pretending to be dementia and pulling others to fight against the Landlord!"

After Rong Yuheng finished speaking, he educated her vigorously, "It's fine to pretend to be dementia, who doesn't have a hobby? But fighting the landlord is very wrong. It is illegal to gather crowds to gamble. You still gather crowds to gamble at the police station Bo, this is knowing the law and breaking the law!"

Wen Qin thought carefully, "That's why the mobile phone I used to fight landlords is not considered gambling."

Rong Yuheng thought for two seconds, and then was successfully persuaded, "That's good."

Shi Qiu, "..." What a powerful logic and sophistry ability!

Wen Qin's real estate in this city was bought in an apartment building on the edge of the second ring road. The surrounding environment is good. Because it is a new building, the population of residents is not too large.

After Shi Qiu sent Rong Yuheng over there, he gave him a few more instructions, and then bid farewell to them and prepared to go home by train.

Rong Yuheng waved at Shi Qiu, "Sister Qiu, be careful on the road, I'll wrap you some big red envelopes for the New Year when you get back!"

Shi Qiu was quite pragmatic, "I just ask you to live a peaceful life in the new year, and the big red envelope is not necessary."

Rong Yuheng scratched his little hands, trying to wash away the sins on his body, "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop."

Shi Qiu glanced at him helplessly.Well, that's true.

Rong Yuheng and Wen Qin entered the apartment together, the elevator went up all the way, and finally stopped on the eighth floor.After getting out of the elevator, Rong Yuheng realized that this place is also one elevator, one household, very similar to Wen Zeleng's.

The two entered the door, Wen Qin flicked on the slippers at the entrance, and suddenly let out a mournful cry,

"Baby, Mommy didn't buy cotton mops!"

Rong Yuheng comforted her, "Mama, let's turn on the floor heating. God closed a door for us, and will definitely open another window."

Wen Qin hugged Rong Yuheng emotionally, "Baby, you are right!"

After she finished speaking, she rushed into the living room to turn on the floor heater. Just as Rong Yuheng changed into her sandals, she heard the former screaming again.

"Honey - we're in arrears!"

Rong Yuheng, "..."

It seems that God assigned his house a basement.There are only doors and no windows.

The mother and son tremblingly cleaned up the room and made the bed, and Rong Yuheng took out his mobile phone in time.

In addition to the messages sent to him by his silly friends, there was also Rong Congyan asking him when he would go home.Rong Yuheng returned to him——

[Rong Yuheng]: Mama is back, I have to stay with her for the past two days.

[Rong Congyan]: Aunt Wen is back?When will it happen, you... why don't you go home together.

[Rong Yuheng]: Do you think it's possible... [Sea Otter Gazes]

【Rong Congyan】:...

After finishing the conversation with his big brother Pearl, Rong Yuheng turned back to Wen Zerong's dialog box.

The latter unilaterally swiped a screen tirelessly during the period when he didn't reply to the message.

[Wen Zecheng]: I'm home [picture] Where's Zai Zai, have you seen your aunt?

[Wen Zecheng]: The big white goose asked me why I didn't bring you back [Grievance Chengqiu]

【Wen Zecheng】: [Sea Otter Probe]

[Wen Zecheng]: Have you had dinner yet?Come back to me when you are free.

I'm leaning... Rong Yuheng stared at that "well" for a long time - why did he feel that Wen Zerong seemed to be acting like a baby?

The big white goose said before that Wen Zezhen actually likes to act like a baby, so it is true!

[Rong Yuheng]: Ding dong!Your frozen hamster has arrived.

In less than half a minute, Wen Zecheng called directly.

"Hey, owner~"

"What's the matter, are you cold?" Wen Zecheng's voice sounded very deep, and Rong Yuheng felt his ears tingling, "Are you home yet?"

"I'm home, I'm going back to Mama's apartment in G City." Rong Yuheng said, feeling sad, and Wang burst into tears, "We don't have cotton mops here yet! No floor heating! The air conditioners are all Ash, I haven’t washed it at all! Owner, the new year is so exciting, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Wen Zecheng was distressed and funny, "Why is it so miserable, what are you going to have for dinner, don't you have nothing to eat?"

"According to the situation, it is estimated that there is not."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Wen Zecheng's voice came, "Give me the address."

"Why?" Rong Yuheng was suspicious, "You want to be a snail girl?"

"I'll order a takeaway for you."

Rong Yuheng thought about the procrastination and choice difficulties of their mother and son, so he sent the address without hesitation, "Thank you, owner~"

Wen Zecheng laughed, "I'll hang up first, and order takeaway for you."

The two ended the call, and Rong Yuheng's frozen heart instantly rejuvenated. Like a free bird, he flew back to the living room with his arms open, "Mummy! We have something to eat—the snail guy brought us food Already!"

Wen Qin, who is researching the water heater:? ? ?

Wen Zecheng's love rations were delivered to the door soon, and the mother and son happily ate dinner face to face, and then collapsed on the sofa rubbing their stomachs to digest.

After hearing the piano, I realized later, "What is the snail boy?"

Rong Yuheng looked at the ceiling and burped sweetly, "He's a charity."

Wen Qin, "Oh."

...

Today is the last day of the year.

Wen Qin has experienced too much in the past few days, and she retreated to the bed before ten o'clock.Only Rong Yuheng, who paid great attention to the sense of ceremony, was left standing tall and straight like a young poplar in the cold air.

Although he was shivering from the cold, he still insisted on staying until midnight to celebrate the New Year with his relatives and friends.

At around [-]:[-], Rong Yuheng opened the group chat video of the wealthy Hanpi group. On WeChat, Bai Tuanzi and STAR-T team members were sending each other New Year's Eve messages.

Fortunately, Weibo has been handed over to the studio, so I don't have to run it myself.

At 59:[-], all the boys of the wealthy family sat in the warm and bright mansion, raised champagne and red wine, and toasted to the camera together - Rong Yuheng held a glass in the small bedroom like an ice cellar Steaming boiled water doubts life.

With 30 seconds left in the countdown, a video invitation from Wen Zeleng popped up in Rong Yuheng's WeChat.

The wealthy group is counting down, 28, 27, 26...

Rong Yuheng's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten...

As if he had made up his mind, he raised his hand and hung up the group chat video of the wealthy Hanpiqun group, and withdrew to connect to Wen Zecheng's video invitation.

Seven, six, five...

In the video, Wen Zereng's face appeared. The latter was wearing home pajamas, facing the dark night sky outside the window, with a gentle smile in his eyes, "Zai Zai."

The corner of Rong Yuheng's mouth couldn't help but turned up, he leaned over sweetly, "Master~"

The countdown is coming to an end, three, two, one... zero!

Rong Yuheng and Wen Zerong looked at each other and smiled at the same time, "Happy New Year!"

Huh-bang! !Suddenly, grand and bright fireworks exploded in the night sky behind Wen Zezheng, and spread to Rong Yuheng's side through the screen, dispelling the chill all over his body.

The first set of fireworks lasted for about a hundred seconds, Rong Yuheng exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, I didn't expect to see such beautiful fireworks in the city."

Wen Zecheng gave a gentle "hmm", "It was set off illegally, and the person who set off the fireworks should be arrested soon."

Rong Yuheng's breath was stagnant, "..." So realistic!So straight!

The two stared at each other for a while, and in the end Rong Yuheng was the first to lose, "Hey, I'll die first."

Wen Zecheng, "Well, go to bed early, good night."

"Good night."

Rong Yuheng hung up the phone, and then re-cut to the group chat video of the wealthy Hanpi group.As soon as he entered, a group of people exploded, "Rong son! Why did you go there just now, and disappeared at a critical moment?"

Rong Yuheng didn't change his face, "The Internet is only available in the village, and the signal was cut off just now."

"..."

With his warm owner's care from afar, Rong Yuheng had a good night's dream.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Qin dug him out of bed.

Wen Qin was still wrapped in her own quilt, and moved to Rong Yuheng's bed like a moving cicada pupa, "Baby! What's for breakfast! Did the snail guy pack breakfast?"

Rong Yuheng was forced to get up, yawning and tearfully covering his clothes, "There is no snail boy today, Ma Ma, we are already adults, we have to learn to be self-reliant."

Wen Qin huddled under the quilt, showing two eyes, "I'm not an adult, I'm a little fairy!"

"..." Rong Yuheng said, "Okay, leave the buying of breakfast to an old man like me."

Wen Qin praised against her will for breakfast, "Baby! What a man!"

...

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was gradually rising, and the morning dew dissipated, but the street was still somewhat deserted.

Rong Yuheng walked out of the apartment in a huff, and stamped his feet vigorously on the open space, trying to convert the kinetic energy into heat energy.He had just walked a few meters away when his footsteps suddenly slowed down... and finally stopped in place.

A few dozen meters away, a familiar car was parked.A figure was facing him sideways, leaning against the car door, holding the phone and looking up hesitantly in the direction of the eighth floor of the apartment building.

The morning sun was rising from the front, and Wen Zecheng's profile looked tall and straight. He seemed to have sensed the movement here, so he turned his head.

Rong Yuheng took a few steps forward, he heard his heart beating rapidly in his chest, bang, bang... like the sound of fireworks exploding in the early morning of last night.

He walked up to Wen Zezhen and stopped, "Why are you here..."

Wen Zecheng looked at Rong Yuheng, his eyes were tight and astringent, and there was a little nervousness in his expression, but also a little joy.He pursed his lips, and lifted an insulated bag with his right hand,

"I steamed siu mai for you."

The author has something to say: I am afraid that everyone will forget, it was mentioned in Chapter 33~

Rong Rong said her criteria for choosing a mate: It would be nice if she could get up and steam siu mai for him in the winter morning.