I was a stand-in for those years

When Song Sizhe entered the door, Ke Chen was resting his chin and looking down at the photos on the hospital bed. There were men and women, some were fierce and some looked like ordinary people, but Song Sizhe remained silent. He couldn't stop persuading him: "No matter what, Zhang Chengwen is still your younger brother."

"Yes?" Ke Chen held up the three photos and looked at them. He looked vacillating, without looking up, and said flatly, "Uncle has three sons and a grandson, one more, one more, one more."

"There are many ways to get Guo Zichen back, so it won't be possible to do this..."

Ke Chen seemed to have heard something funny, put down the photo, and looked up at Song Sizhe in fear: "No way? How did Tu Zheng disappear?"

"Oh, I made a mistake," Ke Chen smiled and corrected, "How did Tu Zheng die?"

Hearing this name, Song Sizhe's usually gentle expression became sullen: "That's him to die. What did he do to Ping Ping?" After saying this, before Ke Chen could speak again, Song Sizhe seemed to understand Ke Chen's intentions. As if in a mood, he sucked his nose and stopped talking.

Ke Chen didn't mention it again, and took out one of the three photos in his hand and threw it on the quilt: "It's just him."

The people in the room were talking, and Secretary Sun was standing outside the door. The bodyguard saw her standing at the door for nearly a minute, and became vigilant: "If you have something to do, go in and say, Sister Sun, you can't get in or out if you stand here. Could it be that there are ears in the school's partition wall?" set?"

Sun Yue flashed a flash of panic, and then returned to normal, explaining to the bodyguard with embarrassment: "No. Actually..." Sun Yue moved closer to the bodyguard, and whispered: "The young master kissed me at school. Girl, the teacher found me, I thought I should tell the boss about this, but I was a little hesitant to come here, for fear that the boss would be angry."

"Hey, so that's what happened?" The bodyguard laughed loudly: "Our young master is carved with jade, how can he not be liked by others? Sister Sun should talk about it, the boss won't be angry."

Sun Yue nodded with a smile.After getting out of the hospital gate and getting into the car, he slowed down before sending a text message to Zhang Chengwen.

When the phone rang, Zhang Chengwen was busy in the kitchen of Guo Zichen's rented house, wearing an apron and holding a shovel.

Guo Zichen pulled the dining table and chairs to the kitchen door, sat down, and hummed with his legs crossed. After a while, he smelled the smell of paste again, and his expression became serious. Now, can you do it? I can cook fish soon." Then he stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Zhang Chengwen pushed him out the door, looked at the seven or eight plates of black coals on the stove, took a breath, and said boldly: "If the pork ribs are not cooked enough today, my surname will not be Zhang from now on!"

Guo Zichen folded his arms and looked at him coldly, laughing at him stupidly: "Your surname is useless as a cook, how can raw ribs be fried in a pan, they have to be baked in an oven!"

Zhang Chengwen's forehead was covered with sweat from the oily smoke, and he was a little anxious after doing it for so long: "Don't rush, the last plate, if it doesn't work, I'll ask the butler to bring it over."

Guo Zichen moved the chair back, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, first pushed Zhang Chengwen aside, then took out a pot from the cupboard, yelling, "Don't waste anything!" He filled the pot halfway Water, tear open a large bag of hot pot ingredients and pour it in, put it on the induction cooker and turn on the hot pot mode, wait for the water to boil, pour in the ribs that have not been finished by Zhang Chengwen, and shout: "Eat hot pot!"

During the meal, the phone kept ringing, Zhang Chengwen ignored it, Guo Zichen asked: "Is there something important? Take a look, don't delay." Zhang Chengwen picked up the phone, and there were a few calls from New York , Sun Yue made two phone calls. I wanted to call Sun Yue back after dinner, but when I found the text message, I understood what she was going to say on the phone.

Seeing him suddenly sneer at the phone, Guo Zichen asked worriedly, "What happened?"

Zhang Chengwen showed a relaxed expression, and added a piece of ribs to his bowl: "It's okay. My dog ​​bit someone."

"Ah? How could it be?" Guo Zichen put down his chopsticks: "Pet dogs are pretty good now."

"That dog is crazy." Zhang Chengwen originally sat opposite him, but now he changed his seat and sat next to him, and suddenly patted his head: "Don't worry, it won't live long."

Guo Zichen didn't understand, but he was also a little sad: "It's so pitiful, can you go to the hospital to see it?"

Zhang Chengwen smiled, "Who knows?"

It was easy to say, but Guo Zichen always felt that his expression was weird, but he forgot about it after a while.

Not long after, Zhang Chengwen handed over the New York studio to a professional manager, and took Guo Zichen to Northern Europe.At first, Guo Zichen was reluctant to go. In his words, "it's inconvenient if you don't know the place you live in." The stalemate lasted for about a week, until one evening, Guo Zichen came back from the vegetable market, opened the door, and found that the house was evacuated.There are only white walls and bed boards left, not to mention the refrigerator and washing machine, even the soap and toothbrush cups in the sink are gone.Guo Zichen was startled, and was about to call the police when he heard noises in the bathroom. He carefully entered the door with the only mop in the house, and saw Zhang Chengwen tidying up the shampoo and shower gel in the bathroom. Hehe smiled: "Back?"

Guo Zichen's jaw was about to drop to the ground, he looked around and asked in a daze, "Where are the things at home?"

"Ah, this." Zhang Chengwen threw the packed toiletries into the trash can, rolled his eyes and whistled: "Don't you want to move? I sent it to Norway."

"Zhang Chengwen!" He had never seen such a rascal side before, and Guo Zichen fainted from anger: "Didn't I just say no!"

"Oh, don't be angry. I'm doing this for your own good. I'm afraid the child will miss you."

"For your mother's sake! I said..." He stopped suddenly while talking, and asked after a while: "What child?"

Zhang Chengwen, a big man, turned a little blushing, raised his hand, and hung in the air like that: "Didn't you say you wanted to adopt a child?"

Now Guo Zichen was stunned, he walked out of the bathroom in a panic, walked in again within a few seconds, took two steps in the small bathroom, turned around, took a few steps in another direction, finally turned to Zhang Chengwen, and said awkwardly: "Really? Did you adopt? Is it Guo or Zhang? Huh? Boy or girl? How old are you? Is it a Chinese child? Or a foreign child?"

Guo Zichen's small appearance made Zhang Chengwen's heart itch, so he walked over to hug him and kiss his left eye.Guo Zichen closed his left eye, and opened it again when the person's lips left, with the same embarrassed expression just now: "Speak, I'm asking you something."

"You will know if you go abroad with me to see it?" Zhang Chengwen was calculating in his heart, he knew that Guo Zichen would probably go to Norway with him when he heard about the child. Sure enough, Guo Zichen began to hesitate, Zhang Chengwen took the opportunity to add: "Extremely cute child. It's similar to Xianyin's childhood."

When Guo Zichen heard it, it was similar to Xianyin's childhood, so it's okay?Immediately getting excited, he grabbed Zhang Chengwen's hand and said, "Aren't you kidding? How could you adopt a cute child who looks like strings?"

Zhang Chengwen snorted coldly and said: "What you said, why can't you be adopted by me?" Zhang Chengwen walked to the mirror, looked at his handsome face in the mirror, and said, "How can I be considered a suave and suave temperament son?" One piece." Looking through the mirror, Guo Zichen looked at his disgusting dead fish eyes, coughed twice, and said seriously: "Really, I didn't lie to you."

Guo Zichen began to feel restless. He walked into the bedroom, sat on the hard wooden bed, stood up for a while, sat down again for a while, looked at Zhang Chengwen and asked, "If the child calls you Dad, what do you call me?"

"Call me Mom." Zhang Chengwen finally checked whether there was anything left in the bedroom, and said as a matter of course, "Is there a need to ask?"

"No!" Guo Zichen's ears turned red, and he sat up on the bed, "Call me Dad too!"

"All right, all right, call him whatever you want." Zhang Chengwen glanced at his watch, took Guo Zichen's hand and walked out: "Come on, let's go see our son."

Zhang Chengwen acted resolutely, dragged Guo Zichen out of the rental room and went directly to the airport. After getting off the plane, a butler was waiting at the airport. It was not until he stepped into his new home that Guo Zichen came to his senses.

Zhang Chengwen bought this house casually when he was studying in Italy, and it has been left untouched. Later, when Guo Zichen disappeared and was found, he started to decorate it, and the two have only lived in it now.

Before getting out of the car, Guo Zichen used the rear mirror to straighten his hair, smoothed his small suit while standing at the door, and asked the people around him excitedly: "Is it okay?"

"What?" Zhang Chengwen didn't understand.

"Is my current appearance okay? Do I need to change my clothes? Will the child think the clothes are not good-looking when they see me?"

Looking at his nervous appearance, Zhang Chengwen always felt like he was getting married and meeting his parents, so he couldn't laugh or cry: "The children are still in the orphanage, I told the director, and I will take them over when you come."

"them?"

Zhang Chengwen opened the door with his things, and said to him, "Go ahead and rest in the room. If you are really in a hurry, I will show you their photos first."

Guo Zichen came to his senses, and angrily stood on tiptoe and patted the back of Zhang Chengwen's head: "Why didn't you tell me about the photo?"

[The author has something to say]: Thank you for a trilobite rewarded by Baby Yuan ~ Thank you Cheese is the five monthly tickets and five recommendation tickets voted by Baby Power~