Mr. Ba ran away after being pregnant with the cub of the movie star Alpha

There are only two river crucian carps that Aunt Xu bought a few days ago in the refrigerator, and they are frozen hard｜Bangbang.Yan Rongqiu was picky, and Yan Xinxing was also picky, and they picked a collection of two, but there weren't many things they liked to eat.Fish can barely be counted as the same.

He Zhu thawed the river crucian carp, threw it on the chopping board, scraped the scales and cut it open, washed it clean, cut it into several sections, fried both sides until golden and slightly burnt, then threw it into the casserole together with ginger slices and green onions, poured in water, sprinkled Add cooking wine, boil the tofu on high heat and put it in the pot, then turn to medium heat and simmer slowly until the fish soup in a pot is thick｜white and fragrant, then use cotton gloves to grab the ears of the pot and carry it all the way to the dining table in the living room.

Followed by Yan Xinxing.Yan Xinxing's little round hand held a handful of green onion minced -- no coriander, no one would eat that stuff.As soon as He Zhu put the casserole down, he leaned over to make a flower-like celestial girl, and sprinkled all the scallions in the steaming crucian carp soup.

Yan Rongqiu was sitting on the sofa beside him, holding a copy of "Business Weekly" and reading it intently, as if he didn't notice that He Zhuzheng was getting along with his son happily - if you ignore the fact that he didn't even turn the page from the beginning to the end.

"Dad...brother, let's serve dinner!" Yan Xinxing happily waved the spoon at him, a sweet smile appeared on Xiaoyuan's face.

Cute, so cute!

Yan Rongqiu's heart was about to melt, but when he saw the tall man beside his son, a layer of frost quickly formed on his face.

He took the magazine in his hand, walked over slowly, sat down, and continued to read it quietly.

The subtext is: you eat, leave me alone.

It's a pity that one of Yan Xinxing and He Zhu really didn't understand, and the other pretended not to understand. They served him soup and rice enthusiastically, and gave him all the best fish belly meat, and piled up a big bowl full of it.

The delicious aroma easily penetrated the barrier of the magazine, and rushed straight to the tip of Yan Rongqiu's nose.

He moved the magazine down little by little, and the pale face that was exposed almost merged with the white mist, leaving only the thick black eyebrows and eyes that were about to show.

Holding a small white porcelain cup in one hand and holding a spoon in the other, he scooped out a spoonful of tender white tofu from the soup bowl, the billowing heat made his lips and the tip of his nose red, because it was a cat's tongue that was afraid of heat, He moved to the edge of the spoon, and kept blowing, whistling for a long time, before trying to put it into his mouth.

He Zhu looked at him, and opened his mouth after a while: "Is it delicious?"

Yan Rongqiu raised his eyelashes and glanced at him, without making a sound, he continued to sip his soup.He Zhu saw that the right hand holding the spoon was thin and fair, but the fingers unexpectedly had a childish sensuality, clumsily raised a little, and the nails were cut short into the flesh, which made people feel distressed for no reason.

With the heat preservation effect of the casserole, the fish soup is always warm and piping hot.Sweat dripped down Yan Xinxing's neck from eating, and steam was rising from his little furry head.Yan Rongqiu took out a handkerchief to wipe his son's sweat. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of He Zhu's eyes covered with white mist, but he was still eating and drinking unmoved.

"Glasses." Yan Rongqiu said lightly, "Aren't you going to take them off and wipe them?"

Unaware that Yan Rongqiu was actively talking to him, He Zhu paused for a moment before raising his head flattered. "No, I've gotten used to it after so many years. I used to just bury my head in my studies when I was in school, and it was too late to regret when I found out that there was a problem with my eyesight."

"I'll just ask casually." Yan Rongqiu picked up a small piece of fish with the tip of his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. While chewing slowly, he recalled the scars on He Zhu's hands from fights. People are still more like school bullies.

Yan Xinxing didn't have the slightest concern, his stomach swelled from eating, so he climbed onto He Zhu's lap with twists and turns, and fell asleep in his arms.

Yan Rongqiu's face was still clear, but his heart was sour and unhappy.

These two seem to be really close and loving, father is kind and son is filial (when Yan Rongqiu popped out this word, he was frightened by himself), compared with him, he became an outsider in this room.

"President Yan." He Zhu suddenly called him in a good voice.

"Why?" Yan Rongqiu replied coldly.

He Zhu patted the glutinous rice dumpling lightly, "Do you want to hug the child?"

Yan Rongqiu: "..."

The two finished their dinner in a fairly peaceful atmosphere.

He Zhu lightly carried Yan Xinxing to the bedroom to settle down, then put on the apron that the little bear picked strawberries, and quickly cleaned up the table, then washed the dishes one by one, dried them, and put them away neatly .

At this moment, Yan Rongqiu didn't pick up the "Business Weekly" anymore, he found that he really liked watching He Zhu do housework.Even after watching it for a long time, it can also give birth to a feeling of suspected home.

Yan Rongqiu remembers that when he was in elementary school, the school held a family day event every year. Parents and children would participate in various interesting parent-child games together, which was very happy.

But he didn't like it at all.

At that time, although Yan Ming and Wen Lingxin were still willing to play the superficial couple, but this kind of occasion was not worth it for them to display their superb acting skills, so it was enough to have two nannies watching over their son every time.

At first, Yan Rongqiu felt sore and disappointed, but later, relying on the human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, he was able to completely get rid of this emotion.

He would leave the bustle far away and go to the library to read alone.

As long as you can't hear or see, you can't affect him.

Until now, he still clearly remembers that there is a window in the library that is always open, looking out from there, the piece of blue sky cut out is extraordinarily sharp and lofty.If you stare at it all the time, your eyes will feel sore and swollen.

Very uncomfortable.

Lowering his eyes, Yan Rongqiu felt that he could no longer look or think.

Right now, he has more important things to do.

"By the way, you dropped something with me before."

Opening his mouth leisurely, Yan Rongqiu took out a brown kraft paper bag from the bookshelf behind him, and handed it straight to He Zhu, "Do you remember what this is?"

Before the other party could open his mouth, Yan Rongqiu answered him neatly: "No matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like a document written in Hebrew."

The gift book was flatly displayed in front of He Zhu.

"This is something I handed over to He Xun myself, and I asked him to pass it on to He Wanzhi."

"Why are you here?"

"Why did He Xun hand over He Wanzhi's things to you?"

Yan Rongqiu stared closely at He Zhu, his eyeballs reflected the light and shadow of the chandelier, showing an awe-inspiring black and white.Facing such a pair of clean and bright eyes, no one could bear to tell half a lie.

So He Zhu had no choice but to use the barrier of the ultra-thick lenses to quietly look away.

"Because Mr. He Xun was unable to contact Mr. He Wanzhi."

Yan Rongqiu raised his sharp chin, "Then he can be returned to me, or the He family can take care of it directly, what does it have to do with you?"

He Zhu stared at him thoughtfully, but in fact his gaze was high above the past and stopped at a certain point in the air.

"Mr. He Xun doesn't want to make you sad. Besides, you know it."

Yan Rongqiu frowned slightly: "What do I know?"

"Unrecognized existence."

"Unblessed Child."

"A heavy price to pay for mistakes."

Accompanied by the deep and pleasant voice, He Zhu's knuckles tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the soft chair.

"How could the He family be willing to accept something from an illegitimate son like He Wanzhi?"

These words were so explicit that Yan Rongqiu felt very uncomfortable.He reprimanded in a muffled voice: "I don't want to hear such words in the future."

"Also, why does He Xun think I will be sad? Obviously..."

This time, the topic was easily snatched by He Zhu.

"Obviously recovering the ownership of Ms. An Xiao's posthumous work is a matter of extremely low probability. If it succeeds, it will not produce any value. If it fails, it will cause heavy losses."

"If such a heart cannot be conveyed, everyone will feel disappointed and sad."

Mind.

Yan Rongqiu raised his eyelashes, he never expected that one day he would hear such nasty words from this man who seemed to be upright.

Tilting his head towards He Zhu, Yan Rongqiu corrected him in his heart with an indifferent face, it wasn't his intention, and he didn't have anything to do with it.

only……

"On the day I attended Mr. He's birthday banquet, He Xun took me to visit the renovated He family's old bungalow."

"At the end of the corridor on the third floor is He Wanzhi's room."

He Zhu nodded, "The old house of the He family has always been very famous in Chuanyuan City."

Yan Rongqiu looked at him, and suddenly smiled faintly, and when he smiled, his eyelashes trembled, which was quite sweet.

He Zhu had never seen Yan Rongqiu smile, and Yan Rongqiu had never smiled like this.He was always hard and cold, and the moment of Yan Ran just now was just him laughing at the other party's reply, which missed the point dryly.

Holding back a smile, Yan Rongqiu said slowly again: "Except for the portrait of his mother, Ms. An Xiao, there is nothing in the room. However, on the door, I saw a unique mark."

"spider."

"It seems that all the strength has been exhausted, leaving a deep scratch."

"I shouldn't be touched at all. It's completely irrelevant to me. But," Yan Rongqiu was silent for a moment, as if he was looking at Xiaoxin who was sleeping soundly in He Zhu's arms, "As long as I imagine his mood at that time, I will Sad for no reason."

It was obviously his home, and he was surrounded by relatives who were connected by blood.What kind of mood did he have in order to try to use this clumsy and extremely stupid method to protect his mother's soul (if people really have souls, is Ms. An Xiao liberated now?), away from What about the "bad stuff" out there?

Yan Rongqiu thought to himself, at that time, he must have been pushing himself and others, thinking of his mother (and maybe Yan Ming), and even Xiaoxin, which caused the soft heart to be short-lived, and was taken advantage of by irrational and incorrect feelings , In the end, it completely affected his correct judgment.

If there is another reason, it is probably because the woman in the photo is too beautiful.He was numb to beauty and ugliness, but An Xiao's beauty broke through the threshold, and her beauty became the dazzling center of countless rays of light.No matter men or women, no matter who they are, if they can have such an appearance, I am afraid no matter what they do or what mistakes they make, they will be softened and forgiven.

He Zhu heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it.His shoulders trembled imperceptibly, and his whole body froze into a still black statue again.

"He Zhu."

After a moment of silence, Yan Rongqiu spoke suddenly, and a trace of clear light flashed in his eyes.

"Why did you leave this thing here on purpose?"

Like this.

All conversations, eyes, expressions, and gestures between each other have become pawns laid out along a fixed route, or inconspicuous traps hidden deep in the grass blades, only staying at a predetermined moment, and suddenly appearing in front of each other. The opponent makes a final attack—

(The general has no chess-!)

"Have you noticed it?" He Zhu pushed his glasses. "How I hope you can find out as soon as possible, but I'm afraid of being discovered by you."

Accompanied by Shen Yue's voice, the light in Yan Rongqiu's eyes suddenly dimmed, like a candle blown out by the wind.In the shadows, he looked up with a snow-white face, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, at first glance it looked like two dark pits, and cold air was coming out coldly.

"Work."

At this moment, He Zhu spoke slowly, using his usual serious and steady tone.

"I need this job."

"I can't live without this job."

"I'm thinking that you don't want to see me anymore, so I hope to have a reason to see you again and make you willing to talk to me."

"I'm sorry that I failed Mr. He Xun's kindness."

"Sorry to let you know the disappointing truth."

"However, I think whether it is Mr. He Wanzhi himself or Ms. An Xiao, they will thank you for your decision."

"Gentle, right decision."

He Zhu propped his elbows on the armrest of the soft chair, propped his chin up and smiled gently.

So Yan Rongqiu slowly recovered from the shadows to his original calm appearance.He observed He Zhu carefully, and found that the other party's smile was genuine and sincere, and he couldn't find anything wrong with it, but he always felt that there was a distance between him and he couldn't settle down.

At the very beginning, Yan Rongqiu really believed that He Zhu chose to accept such a challenging job for the sake of learning, training, advancement, and Yan's Group's fairly generous salary.But right now, he thinks of He Zhu's home in Ruishan Yuting (the housing price here can almost filter out 90.00% of the people in Chuanyuan City), the custom-made Hemmler nine-tone pipe (the moon phase disc is still weird Spider pattern), the golden osmanthus brooch given to me (definitely to the extent that Wen Lingxin, who loves to collect gems since she was a child, can scream "Wow"), and the meticulous care of herself——

What exactly is He Zhu working for?

It's simply a bad deal that doesn't pay off.

("I love everything about autumn.")

Yan Rongqiu shook his head in his heart, snuffing out this weak but absurd thought like a small flame.

"President Yan." He Zhuhu called him again with that magnetic voice that did not match his appearance, like a string of a cello that was strummed unintentionally.

"You want me to come back to you..." After a pause, "Continue to work?"

A brief silence.

Yan Rongqiu raised his face obliquely, and made a gesture of thinking, but his eyes fell on the gift book on the table involuntarily.

He Zhu's answer just now is exactly the same as He Xun's answer on the phone a few days ago.

If he insisted on picking out a few less-than-perfect details, it would be that He Xun was a little more hesitant and jerky than his assistant (correction, the former assistant).

Yan Rongqiu's lips moved.

When it comes to work, people like you will be hot no matter which company you work in.Besides, I don't want to have the same Alpha around me at all.

He thought he should tell He Zhu this way.

"Let me think about it."

In the end, it still gave such a response.

"no need to thank me."

He waved his hand slightly, and his black eyes rolled on the opponent's face.

"If you want to thank, please thank Mr. He Wanzhi."

He Zhu was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah," he nodded slowly, his lenses flickering with unpredictable light, "Thank you, Mr. He Wanzhi."

"This," Yan Rongqiu picked up the brown paper bag and shook it lightly, "Let's keep it with me."

"I hope that one day, the property can be truly returned to its original owner."

The bag was thin and light, but his wrists involuntarily sank down.

Not right.

No matter how you think about it, it's not right.

He Zhu was wrong, and he was even more wrong than him.

The sympathy for the boy He Wanzhi and the full emotion for An Xiao's beauty, no matter how hard he tried to combine them, were not enough to constitute the motivation for his decision.

Incomplete, incomplete, incomplete.

There must be something missing.

Just like the last piece of the puzzle, the hidden condition of the word problem, if you don't find it out——

You will never be able to solve the most correct answer.

With one hand maintaining the posture of propping up on the bookshelf, Yan Rongqiu closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to regain consciousness from his drowsy mind.Since the last attack of information gland ataxia disorder, he felt that his energy and physical strength were obviously not as good as before, and he did not recover after several days of raising at home.

"Are you feeling sick again?"

He Zhu's low voice came from behind, worry and concern made every word heavy, not like floating in mid-air in vain just now.

"How is that possible." Yan Rongqiu straightened his back and turned around, but his field of vision suddenly shook. In the countless halos that bloomed, He Zhu also became a dancing overlapping shadow. No matter how hard he squinted his eyes, he couldn't focus clearly.

In the ears, there seemed to be a sudden influx of water. At first, it was just a murmur, and then gradually formed distinguishable words.

(“I said, what on earth are you trying to do? Didn’t you know it was dangerous just now?”)

("Is this a cockroach?")

("I didn't expect that the broken piano in this chapel can still make sound. Do you want to come together? I just need an ensemble player.")

("Yan Rongqiu...so, your birthday is in autumn?")

("Too bad you're leaving before fall. Otherwise, I'd be able to say 'Happy Birthday' to you.")

……

In a daze, his consciousness also became blurred. Yan Rongqiu raised his eyelids, only to feel that the man in front of him became more and more blurred, with triple phantoms.For a while it was He Zhu, but for a while it seemed to be another person——

A certain boy whom he neither knew nor recalled, but whom he felt extremely dear to.

Exactly...why is this happening?