It's the seventh year of love

On the grass by the lake, flipping through the photos I took before, I was distressed.

"Remember it with your heart." Zhang Qiling said.

I ate a variety of snacks along the way, the taste was heavy but very enjoyable.Every time Wu Xie ate, he was sweating profusely, but Zhang Qiling seemed to be drinking porridge, his appearance was not messed up.Wu Xie looked at him with an expression of envy and hatred.

Finally they went back to Lhasa and once again went to the Potala Palace.This time with the company of the elders, Wu Xie finally stopped wandering around like an idiot.Zhang Qiling told him many stories, pillars, murals, runes, and legends of many masters.

He was also blessed by a passing master.

Wu Xie's look at Zhang Qiling has changed from the initial "hum" to the current "wow".

At the end of the trip, Wu Xie insisted on splitting the fare with Zhang Qiling, and the other party nodded in agreement.So Wu Xie nervously took out a business card and handed it to him as if he had received some kind of reward: "Brother, this is my business card, please keep it, and you can continue to contact me in the future."

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and glanced at a company name he had never heard of, but it actually said in the position column——Hangzhou District Marketing Executive Chief Assistant.

"Fake." He returned the business card to Wu Xie.

"Eh?! Eh--"

"Such a leather bag company has no development prospects at all. I advise you to change jobs."

"But... but little brother, the boss said that I did a good job, and I will get a raise soon—"

"you were tricked."

"..."

"..."

After returning to Hangzhou, Wu Xie thought over and over again, checked a lot of information on the Internet, and finally wrote a resignation report.

Sure enough, when he was still looking for recruitment information from other regular companies, there was a scandal about the boss running away with money from that company, and finally even the office was evacuated, and there was no more.

"I want to ask you a serious question, please answer me seriously." Wu Xie grabbed the phone with a solemn expression.

"Ah, tell me." Xie Yuchen, who was far away in Beijing, said casually while accompanying the customer to look at the goods.

"Bisexuals, heterosexuals, homosexuals, which of these three groups has the most people?" Wu Xie was a little nervous.

"Bisexual." Xie Yuchen answered him calmly after being surprised for a second, "The vast majority of people—it is said that more than 90%—are bisexual, but many people are under the pressure of society and family. I made a choice that is beneficial to me. Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"It's nothing, I think I'm one of the vast majority of people." Wu Xie snapped and hung up the phone.

Pisces people are tolerant of many things, and they feel that as long as things in the world exist, they are reasonable.For example, Wu Xie calmly accepted this fact.

After a month of screening, and another month of waiting and interviews, Wu Xie was finally labeled as an office worker again.

Although the training location for new employees is in Beijing, which is a little far away from home, but this time the company is well-known and can’t be more formal, and after the training is over, the company will ask everyone to choose a work location again, so you can fill it back at that time.

Xie Yuchen, who is cheap and cheap, welcomes the new employee's Beijing visit.

During the dinner, Wu Xie asked him to check the information of a man named Zhang Qiling.

"Why is there still someone called that name? Who is he?" Xie Yuchen frowned.

"My god."

"..."

"What do you call him, even if he's called Zhang Goudan, he's still my male god!" Wu Xie bit a large piece of chicken hard, "Although that sounds really stupid."

Xie Yuchen was very fast, and sent the information to Wu Xie's mailbox after the first day of the newcomer training.

After 5 minutes, the fanciful boy of Pisces frantically replied to him: Fuck, I'm in the same company as him! !He is very awesome, he is the Technical Director of Mainland China! !Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, I'm so excited, what should I do...

……

As expected by Xie Yuchen, Wu Xie decisively chose to stay in Beijing after the training.

After actually starting to work, Wu Xie slowly realized why Zhang Qiling could see through the business card handed to him at a glance—in the first month, Wu Xie was so busy because of indicators and various other trivial matters Want to cry but have no tears, learning new knowledge every minute, wishing to turn myself into a superman to use.

Although Zhang Qiling gave him a lot of guidance and advice as a friend during this period.

After Wu Xie got through the initial period of turmoil, he found that compared with his classmates who graduated together, both in terms of salary and ability, he was already a bit higher than them—fortunately, he followed Zhang Qiling's advice at the beginning.

How can there be such a perfect person, a gentleman, courteous, knowledgeable, generous and easy to get close to, and has a 360-degree face with no dead ends.

Wu Xie felt that she really liked him.

But Zhang Qiling's view of him is much simpler: stupid, cheap, good-looking, and I really like him.

The original appearance of love, but I have a good impression of another person, wanting more intimacy and touch, pure love.

These two people just formed a double arrow.

Wu Xie's cooking skills are not bad, which came in handy when Zhang Qiling fell ill.

The man had a cold and a fever, and he didn't come to work for a day.Wu Xie went directly to the door of his house - as good friends, they would often go out together, and even occasionally stay at his house.

Feed the medicine, cook porridge, and take care of him all night.Looking at Zhang Qiling's sleepy face, Wu Xie felt more and more sad as he thought about it.

Such a mature and calm good man will definitely not fall in love with me, he is stupid and idiot, besides causing trouble, he is still causing trouble.The most important point is, he shouldn't like a man, right...?

"Brother... I have been unrequitedly in love with you for a long time, you must not know..."

The person on the bed slept soundly, and Wu Xie dared to say such words only when he couldn't hear him.

However, in addition to fate, luck is also important in love.

Zhang Qiling took him to Aning's birthday party, but after getting out of the car, he clasped his hand naturally, and his slender fingers passed through the gaps between his fingers, turning into a look of intertwined fingers.

……

Wu Xie followed him into the box in a trance, and witnessed Aning's expression from surprise to disbelief, to a little bit of sadness, and finally to a clear expression.

What kind of play is this!Wu Xie roared in his heart and slapped the table, obviously he was here to celebrate Sister Ning's birthday, why did he look like the person who robbed her!

Even so, Wu Xie didn't expose him on the spot, maybe the little brother has something hard to say?

After the banquet, a strange man took Aning away.

"Is that... Sister Ning's boyfriend?"

"En." Zhang Qiling took his hand again.

"Brother, brother...well, you are not...me and me..." The brain was completely short-circuited, staring at the hands of the two people, Wu Xie didn't know how to ask.

"Wu Xie, why do you think you are unrequited love?" Zhang Qiling asked him.

After getting together inexplicably, Wu Xie moved into Zhang Qiling's house logically, and did what he should do logically.

The two kissed on the balcony with red wine next to them, and a different atmosphere slowly emerged.Zhang Qiling supported the back of his head with one hand, asking silently with his eyes.

It wasn't until he was slowly laid down on the bed that Wu Xie remembered that they hadn't discussed the issue of going up and down.

"Brother...well, do you want to be on top?"

"..."

"I know you are very powerful, but what... Should we discuss this matter?"

Zhang Qiling stopped stripping his clothes. "You want to be up there?"

"Uh, no... At least not this time, but in the future... can you let me occasionally?"

"...Okay." He buried his head on Wu Xie's chest, and lightly licked the light-colored bump.

"Hmm—" I had never been touched in this way before, and my body trembled reflexively.

Zhang Qiling stripped him down to only a pair of underwear, and leaned forward to kiss again.Wu Xie opened her mouth and pursed her lips twice, not to be outdone, and went to unbutton the other party's shirt.

"Ah!" Wu Xie was taken aback by the large black line on Zhang Qiling's left shoulder.

Zhang Qiling's expression changed, and there was also a little uneasy factor in his eyes: "It's a unicorn, with a unicorn tattoo."

Wu Xie reached out and touched the edge of the lines, and with the movement of his fingers, new lines continued to emerge in color.

"You... don't be afraid." Zhang Qiling saw his face getting more and more strange, remembering that those gangsters in Chinese movies also had such tattoos, and couldn't help but defend himself, "I'm not—"

"So handsome..." Wu Xie exclaimed, wrapping one hand around Zhang Qiling's shoulders and pressing him down on him.

"..."

"Brother, brother, there is one more thing you definitely don't know. I used to see you as a male god."

"……now what?"

"It's still the same now, but... I was pulled down from the altar... Hehe."

"..."

"I also found a lot of this kind of film to watch. Although I don't know if it will be useful... Sigh... But I didn't expect that I really gained a lot of knowledge."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Wu Xie answered with a hand on his shoulder.

However, Zhang Qiling still pulled out the fingers buried in his body, and relaxed the force.

"Take a deep breath and relax, I won't let you get hurt."

There were tears in Wu Xie's eyes, his back was stiff and he bit his lower lip, breathing quickly, and wanted to say something more.

"Brother...it's my first time..."

Zhang Qiling went up to him and kissed him comfortingly: "I am also very nervous...but don't be afraid."

"Ugh-"

The Lord is much thicker than a finger, and it was quite difficult to get in. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling was very patient, and Wu Xie did not back down.

Zhang Qiling waited for a while before he began to shake his waist gently, carefully observing Wu Xie's expression, for fear of making him suffer unnecessarily.

Wu Xie's mood was very complicated. There was a fiery and thick thing on his body, through the thin intestinal wall, he could even feel the throbbing veins on it, but it was not as comfortable as described in the book.

Until Zhang Qiling made a certain movement, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and seemed to make some noise, but Zhang Qiling stopped and looked at him as if doing research.

Shame made him put his hands over his face.

"Don't look..."

Then the rhythm was disrupted by Zhang Qiling's movements, and he was panting in a mess.I don't know where he was touched, Wu Xie just felt that the whole person was wrong, completely out of control, and just wanted to scratch a few marks on that person's back.

"Wu Xie." Zhang Qiling hugged him into his arms and whispered softly, "I'm very happy."

"Woo... little brother..."

Xie Yuchen received a text message from Wu Xie: I saw the male god's abs!

……

He sighed and went back: Congratulations on bidding farewell to your virginity. Next, I suggest you consider meeting your parents.

It was not until a long time later, when Wu Xie had given up a hundred hearts that the man would not escape, and Zhang Qiling's male god image had long since disappeared, that Wu Xie pried open the bottle cap:

"Brother, you read this news, saying that National Highway 318 is stuck in traffic because there are too many people riding hahaha."

"..."

"Speaking of which, you deliberately asked the driver to park the car near the Potala Palace, right?"

"No."

"Ok?"

"I've been following you since Chengdu."

"Fuck."

"..."

"Zhang Qiling, you old rascal!"

[Fanwai [-]] A title and a surname

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to Germany. I probably won't come back until I get a green card. This process may take three years, five years, or... a lifetime."

Wu Xie came down from the stage, squatted in front of her mother and held her left hand, with a slight sadness on her face.The second elder of the Wu family, who was well-dressed and grand, sat in the first row of the guest seats, and his face was not very good-looking—Mother Wu covered her mouth and wept silently since hearing this sentence.

Zhang Qiling followed Wu Xie's footsteps and walked down from the stage, with his hands straight on the seam of his trousers, looking at them with some helplessness.

"My dear..." The fat man clenched his fists and showed an expression of admiration to Aning, "The big sister is so accurate, when she naively said this, she immediately shed tears."

The person who was praised lightly "hummed", then raised his head and said, "Mothers have the same heart."

"...Well, I'd better go to Boss Xie and chat with Mr. What."

The black blind man sat in the back row with his legs crossed, and there were some snacks and tea on the small table next to him. He was talking and laughing with Xie Yuchen while watching the situation in front of the stage.

"...Your guy tricked you into calling you Mr. I thought it was an old man with a white beard."

"It turned out that he was a psychopath?" The blind man turned his head to the side and answered his mouth. Most of his face was covered by sunglasses, so Xie Yuchen could only judge from the upward arc of his mouth whether he was smiling or not.

"...I didn't recognize it just now because of my stupid eyes." Xie Yuchen smiled apologetically.

He spent a lot of effort to reserve the place at the Crescent Hotel ten days in advance, and asked the staff to remove all irrelevant personnel. As a result, on the day of the wedding, as soon as the curtain was lifted, he saw a man in black pigtails leaning against the pillar, carrying a A birdcage for fun.His scalp exploded thinking he had run into a ghost, and he blurted out a curse: "Where the hell did you get this crazy? Believe it or not, I'll ask someone to kick you out!"

As a result, a guy in a mandarin jacket bent down and ran to the man, bowing respectfully, "Sir."

Xie Yuchen was startled by these two words. He had heard for a long time that the boss here was a nobleman from the Qing Dynasty, with a strange temper and elusive. When talking about him, the guys consciously called him "Mr.", but they didn't expect to bump into him here.

As a result, Wu Xiechi, who was following behind him, smiled: "Blind man? Why are you here?"

As a result, the gentleman accepted Wu Xie's words with a playful smile: "They said that the groom is a dumb Zhang. I still didn't believe it, but I came to see it in person today. Hey, it's really the two of you. I will have a class with him. Why don't we pay all the venue fees today?" Free, generous enough?"

"..."

Xie Yuchen felt a sense of powerlessness spreading from the bottom of his heart that "the whole world knows the boss but he was left behind", so he pinched Wu Xie's arm severely.

The corner of Wu Xie's mouth twitched and said to Xie Yuchen: "One Mr. Xie, one Mr. Do you want to get to know...?"

Xie Yuchen walked towards the man without waiting for him to finish speaking - it would never hurt to make friends with some legendary upper class people.

That gentleman was indeed as eccentric as the rumors said, wearing exaggerated sunglasses and kept laughing at him, so Xie Yuchen could only hold his fists to accompany the laugh, the man finally stopped before laughing into crazy, still Grinning, he reported his family name: "The dumb couple call me blind, so you can call me that too... If you're not used to it, you can call me black glasses."

Xie Yuchen tried to move his lips, but he couldn't call out such a nickname as naturally as Wu Xie, so he turned his head and said calmly: "Master Hei is laughing."

As soon as he got up, he saw the fat man rushing in from downstairs in a panic, shouting, "Here we come!"

Everyone except Hei Xiazi looked solemn, and rushed to the door to line up as if welcoming a distinguished guest.Hei Xiazi was puzzled, but followed the tail of the team calmly.

After a while, the bead curtain rang at the door, and the fat man led the two old men in.

The black blind man suddenly understood that he dared to do a show for Wu Xie's parents, he sneered in his heart, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Qiling with sympathy, and found that the guy had a solemn expression as if he had met God , It’s hard to say anything, and sat a little further away with a smile.

The crying of Wu Xie's mother in front of the stage gradually became louder, sometimes mixed with some vague words, even the fat man who had just moved over looked sideways.

"...What do you think is wrong, Master Hua?" The fat man glanced twice, then turned to ask the two people, "Can you hear what she is saying clearly?"

The blind man shook his head, poured himself a glass of wine and sipped it.

"It seems to be speaking in Changsha dialect... I'm not sure." Xie Yuchen stood up and listened for a while, then shook his head, "Anyway, let's go and have a look first."

Several people walked up slowly, and saw Wu Xie's mother wiping her tears with a tissue, Wu Yiqiong just looked at Wu Xie, who stood with Zhang Qiling in embarrassment.

"...It is indeed Changsha dialect." Xie Yuchen listened with both ears and said softly.

"What did you say?" the fat man said.

"...I resigned to my fate. If you want to do this, so be it. As long as my son thinks it's good... I don't have any other requirements." Xie Yuchen translated a few words he heard for everyone, and muttered to himself: " Doesn't look serious?"

The remaining few people glanced at each other, and they all said that they were not good at dealing with this kind of situation. Only Aning "tsk", poured two cups of tea from the table next to him and handed them to the elder.

"Auntie, don't cry. Wu Xie treats people with sincerity, and we also treat him with sincerity as friends. As for Zhang Qiling, let alone Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie pointed to the east. He will never go west. How could it be bad?" said Wan glanced at the men present with a slightly contemptuous look, and everyone turned their heads tacitly.

Seeing someone talking to her, Mother Wu suddenly became confident: "I know he is good, but he wants to take Xiaoxie abroad. Abroad... Our old couple only have such a son, why should we give it to someone else? It shouldn't be That’s how it should be, it shouldn’t be like this.”

"Mom, why did I give it away—" Wu Xie scratched his head innocently.

"No, no, we all bet that Wu Xie is not used to living in Germany. As long as they get the green card, they will return to China immediately." Aning held her wrist and motioned her to drink tea to moisten her throat, and kicked back Wu Xie.

Wu Xie, who received the instructions, reacted quickly, and hurriedly followed Aning's words to make a promise: "I will definitely come back, I will definitely come back, China is so good, I will never immigrate!"

……

Everyone coaxed Wu Xie for a while, and finally made Wu's mother stop crying, and stood up with red eyes to hold Wu Xie's hand.

Wu Yiqiong also stood up, looked at Zhang Qiling, and said word by word: "If Xiaoxie is a little unaccustomed to Germany, you dare to prevent him from coming back and try."

"Thank you." Zhang Qiling lowered his head and said.

Xie Yuchen was happy to see the result, and came over with a plate of wine glasses with his hands and feet: "Come, come, fill it up, this is Shaoxing's 30-year champion red."

The two elders of the Wu family took a glass each, and all the juniors held up the wine glasses one by one, said respectful speeches, clinked glasses, and drank them down in one gulp.Wu Yiqiong put down his wine glass, looked at Wu Xie and said, "What kind of champion red is this? It's clearly a jar of daughter red."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, Wu Xie blushed: "Father, this matter—"

"I don't want to hear it anymore, pour the wine quickly." Wu Yiqiong waved his hand and lifted the wine glass forward.

Xie Yuchen was overjoyed, and ran up to pour wine for his father.

The fat man narrowed his eyes with a smile, and ran out quickly, telling the waiter to bring the food right away.

After tossing and tossing for several times, they finally got the consent of the two elderly people, and they went to the dinner table happily, waiting for Wu Yiqiong to move his chopsticks.

But Mother Wu said: "Others call mom when they get married, Xiao Zhang, you can call me too and let me hear."

"Call one!" Hei Xiazi took the lead in applauding.

"Call one!"

"Call one!"

The taciturn Zhang Qiling sat next to Wu Xie and stared blankly at the middle-aged woman with red eyes, gathered himself together, and said, "...Mom."

When the woman heard this, she smiled and agreed emphatically.

Looking at Wu Yiqiong, Zhang Qiling tried for a long time but didn't cry out.The incident of Wu Yiqiong scaring him two years ago is vivid in his memory, as well as the correction of his address, in short, he is a little uncomfortable.

"What? Don't dare to call or don't want to call?" Wu Yiqiong said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Brother." Wu Xie tugged at his sleeve under the table.

"Dad." A short syllable came out of Zhang Qiling's mouth.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Xie also laughed with relief, and sighed lightly among the chopsticks that were flying up in an instant: "This is the first time that my little brother calls mom in this life."

Full of distress.

The wedding banquet started at noon and continued until dark.

Coming out of the Crescent Hotel, the group of people naturally received envious and admiring looks from the guys—how lucky to be able to eat with my husband.

The guy from Xie's family took Wu Xie and his parents back to the hotel first, and Zhang Qiling stayed behind to go with Fatty and the others.Xie Yuchen watched the car disappear around the corner at the end of the street, but someone poked a finger on his waist.

"Hey, Boss Xie." The black blind man stood a little taller than him, conveniently standing behind him, "Let me correct your mistake."

"……what?"

"My Han surname is Qi, not Hei."

【Extra [-]】Later

“The food in Germany is so terrible!!!!”

When Wu Xie called, Chongchong just woke up and was waving her paws to hug and go downstairs to play, so Ah Ning picked her up from the crib and went to the study to turn on the computer.

The people on the other side of the ocean waited for a long time before they got the other party's video - a small, chubby hand was just in front of the camera, obviously taking this as some kind of new toy.

"Take your hand off...look at the uncle on the other side, he can't get enough to eat again."

"You can't get enough to eat!" Wu Xie made a gesture of gnashing his teeth, and then waved to the little guy who hadn't seen him for a long time, "Cong Chong~ come and give godfather a kiss~"

Aning waved her daughter's little hand to say hello. Seeing Wu Xie who was about to vomit bitterness, she laughed at him: "Didn't your family start their own cooking? The Germans recruited you again?"

Wu Xie curled her lips and said, being lazy on weekends, I ordered takeaway after listening to my brother's idea, but it turned out to be unpalatable as always, unpalatable!

Aning pulled back the socks that were about to be kicked off by Chongchong, and said leisurely: "Who told you to listen to that nine-level disabled person? Takeaway has never been as delicious as cooking by yourself. You are not the same as the universal truth." I don’t know. And... You are obviously not used to German food, so you say it is bad?”

Wu Xie put her head in front of the display screen, and said, "I know, I know... don't you just want to be lazy..."

Chongchong looked at the uncle in the picture curiously, followed his example and struggled half of his body out of his mother's arms, tilting his head on the table.

The two people, one big and one small, looked at each other across the computer, Wu Xie stretched out his fingers and tapped his mouth, and then tapped hers.

"Ah..." Although he couldn't speak yet, and didn't quite understand the meaning of this uncle's breastfeeding gesture, Chongchong still opened his mouth in a very dignified way, and a stream of saliva flowed out.

Wu Xie looked at the stream of saliva dumbfounded, and told her seriously: "Baby, you must never come to Germany in the future. Although that's where your mother grew up, it's really not fun at all."

"What's wrong, I think it's okay." Aning put her arms around her daughter's waist with one hand, supported her head with the other, and answered a sentence casually.

"The food is not delicious, and the weather is not good. I didn't think the sun was very precious before, and I have a bad temper. It's a mess. Also, the Germans are stupid, dead-headed, single-minded, No fun!" Wu Xie snapped the lines with his fingers.

Aning "tsk tsk" twice, "Who is this messing with our great writer again?"

"Generally speaking, sister, but the Germans are the most rigid people I have ever met - yesterday I asked the editor how the manuscript was submitted last month, and the book has not been received yet, the editor said oh, because the postman was sick. I said that would make others Send it off, but Ya opened her eyes wide and said in amazement, how can that be done, this is his job!"

Aning shakes his head and is old-fashioned. This is completely normal in Germany. You have complained several times on similar occasions.

"The problem is that before the postman recovered from his illness, all the samples of their publishing house could only be piled up in the warehouse-is this frankly a brain that has not grown up?" Wu Xie slapped the table, gnashing his teeth angrily.

"Based on my experience, it takes a lot of time for the postman to treat illnesses—maybe there is something wrong with the link from the doctor to the hospital and the job cannot be replaced." Aning calmly helped him speculate, watching Wu Xie again Smiling for Chongchong to see the listless appearance.

The video screen flickered for a while, and Ah Ning heard Zhang Qiling's lazy voice, "Do you want to come together?"

Wu Xie turned her head and glanced at it, then she couldn't say anything, and said, "I'm videoing with Aning, our daughter has gained weight again, would you like to take a look?"

Then there was the sound of slippers kicking, and Ah Ning saw Zhang Qiling wearing a pair of big shorts appearing in the field of vision, bent down and waved to the kid, and held a fishing rod in the other hand.

"This is your godfather, do you recognize it?" Ah Ning held the child upright, and let her and Zhang Qiling look at each other, "Your rations are sent by him, do you know, so we have to establish a good relationship with him, otherwise the worm The worms have nothing to eat... just laugh."

The milk baby who is not yet one year old probably understood, grinned at Zhang Qiling, and dripped two strings of saliva.

After Zhang Qiling said hello, he was about to leave. After kicking a few times, Wu Xie suddenly turned around and grabbed the back of the chair: "Take the shopping list on the shoe cabinet with you, and buy according to it when you come back."

Zhang Qiling gave a "huh" as an answer, and then said, "It's stuck on your desk."

When he left, Aning narrowed his eyes: "He, Zhang Qiling, finally has this day."

"Which day?"

"Salary is paid in full, travel report."

Wu Xie smiled awkwardly: "I didn't hand in all of it, I left half of it for him."

"He handed it in voluntarily?"

"That's right - when I first arrived in Germany, my brother was afraid that I would be timid if I didn't have a job to spend money, so I split half of it." Wu Xie scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

"Hey, you have a lot of royalties now. Yesterday my husband said that he passed by a bookstall and found your book on it. Look at the influence." Aning lowered his head and said to Chongchong, your godmother is a writer, Great writer.

"..."

"What about you? It's been a good time, right? The fat man told me that he caught up with Miss Yuncai." Wu Xie crossed his legs.

"That's right, that guy has returned to Beijing to do the antique business. I heard that he is quite famous in the industry. I guess the wedding date is coming soon."

"Fatty man really has two hands," Wu Xie smacked his lips, full of yearning, "Yuncai is a girl from the Yao family, and I heard that she will wear a whole body of silver when she gets married as a dowry. You can make a lot of money by playing Fatty."

"..." Ah Ning looked at the light in the eyes of the person opposite, "Wu Xie, I think after you return to China, you can open an antique shop by the West Lake, specializing in scamming people to make money, and stealing the little ones in your bones." The profiteer gene is carried forward so that you can be comfortable."

"..." Wu Xie choked for a moment, "Hey."

Chongchong suddenly twisted up, turned her body and stared in the direction of the living room, Aning hugged and coaxed her twice, her mouth was about to cry.

"What happened to her? Did she pee or was she hungry?"

"Lonely." Ah Ning went out with the baby in her arms, and came in with a stroller after a while. There was a big plastic circle on it, and there were several cloth dolls hanging on it. giggle.

Aning placed the stroller next to the computer and supported it with his hands, and continued to chat with Wu Xie.The man stared at Chongchong intently, with a gentle expression.

"Girl, you see everyone likes you so much." Ah Ning smiled faintly.

"Congchong is so cute, can you not like it?"

"Wu Xie, Xu Yuming and I are not on good terms." She looked down at her daughter in the car and said softly.

"Eh?" Wu Xie originally wanted to make a few jokes, but when she looked up and saw that Ah Ning's smile was so faint that she could hardly see clearly, she asked seriously, "...what's wrong with you?"

Ah Ning smiled, thought for a long time, and then sighed in compromise: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that since having a daughter...it feels like he has changed."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course he will change when he becomes a father."

Aning shook his head, and put the few strands of hair behind his ears: "He hardly talks to me anymore."

Wu Xie thought of Xu Yuming's usual style, and his expression became solemn: "What's going on?"

"After work, I often have social gatherings. If I don't have any, I will hug Chongchong, talk to her and sing to her, take a few mouthfuls of dinner and then go to take a bath, and then go back to the study to work. Talking." Aning said slowly, with imperceptible tiredness between his brows and eyes, "The conversation with him is basically like saying hello when he goes out and comes home."

"..."

Seeing the perplexed and depressed expression of his friends for many years, Wu Xie analyzed it seriously for a moment, and then—he really wanted to make some verbal ridicule at this female boss who was once an all-powerful leader in the company.

"Wu Xie, I calculated my marriage age, and I think it might be the seven-year itch." Ah Ning let out a breath and covered his eyes with his hands.

"Sister Ning, I want to ask you a question." Wu Xie rolled up her sleeves, as if she was a close sister, "When you saw that Brother Xu had no time to talk to you because he was holding Chong Chong, how did you feel?"

"...It's hard to say, maybe it's because you feel uncomfortable?"

"Then would you rather tell Chong Chong a story than talk to you?"

"He's avoiding me."

"Wrong." Wu Xie slapped his thigh and clapped his hands suddenly, "Congratulations to Sister Ning He Xi Ning, your situation is not a seven-year itch, you just fell in love with your husband."

"..."

"Really, really, really." Wu Xie's tone was firm and unquestionable, "You used to say that you married him because you wanted marriage and a family, not because you loved him so much—but now it seems that he That's who you were meant to be."

"Yeah..." After several efforts, Chongchong grabbed the tallest dolphin and cried out happily.

"...Is it really not the seven-year itch? But I still think it is, we just married for the seventh year this year."

Wu Xie clicked "tsk": "Do you still remember the year before I came to Germany? That year happened to be the seventh year that my brother and I met."

"It was a bad year. First I went on a business trip, followed by department integration and replacement, and I sneaked back to my hometown - I was almost locked up by my father again, and there was a woman who wanted to chase him shamelessly. There was a lot of uproar. By the way, there is another Jude Kao who robbed the master's job." Wu Xie counted one by one with his fingers, and at the end his expression changed, "My little brother has a sudden illness! I can't sign yet! If it wasn't for Now, I won't work hard here to earn money to support my family! Sister Ning, look, how miserable this experience is."

Aning squinted at him with sideways eyes: "Are you sure it's bitter, not cloyingly sweet?"

"..."

"Wu Xie, in fact, I always thought you were awesome." Aning folded his arms and looked at the person in the vest and shorts opposite him, "You can pull Zhang Qiling, who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, into the world of mortals. If you haven’t been disliked by him, you are probably the only one in heaven and earth.”

"As for the seven-year itch, you think the two of you are living a thrilling life like walking on thin ice, but we onlookers only hate ourselves for not giving birth to a pair of sunglasses like the owner of the Crescent Hotel."

After hearing these words, Wu Xie thought for a while, and accepted the compliment with a frank smile.

In another year, you can apply for a green card and get married.

Since meeting Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie's world has become smaller, and even his heart has become smaller.People say that the seven-year itch is used as an excuse to break up, so I kept my selfishness in fear for a whole year, and carefully checked the surrounding environment. He trembled with every step that person took. I came to Germany for objective reasons.

Fortunately, the number seven is nothing, Wu Xie thought with a smile.

This is the ninth year that he and Zhang Qiling have passed, and there will be a tenth, No. 20, one, and this number will not be counted until both of them are no longer alive.

-Bro.

-Um.

【postscript】

Every time I write a novel or novel, I inevitably have feelings and thoughts from the beginning, and I always think about writing these in the postscript in the future.As a result, when it was time to write, I faced the computer and didn't know what to write.

writing this story