remarry [rebirth]

Wen Jiu couldn't help but shrink back after being bitten by him, and let out a soft "Ai Ai" cry from his mouth.

It hurt a little at first, but after the piece of meat was held in He Lanshu's mouth for a long time, he seemed to feel nothing.

Wen Jiu was very helpless and felt that the small piece of skin that was often damaged by He Lanshu might turn into a wall of copper and iron that was harder than Iron Man after a while.

He didn't let He Lanshu get up either, and Wen Jiu shrank his neck only when he raised his head after biting enough, and felt a chill when his saliva-drenched skin finally came into contact with the air.

He Lanshu seemed to be in a good mood at last, he raised his head shyly, squinted his eyes at the red piece of skin on Wen Jiu's neck that he had sucked, and patted his leg generously to let him go Go down, "Go and order takeaway."

With that said, he handed the wallet back to Wen Jiu.

Holding the very low-key black wallet in her hands, Wen Jiu was silent, feeling that what she and He Lanshu had done just now was like a satisfied prostitute.Customers and people who are very aggrieved by being prostituted.

The courier came very quickly, and Wen Jiu arrived downstairs in less than half an hour. When Wen Jiu went down to sign for the receipt with her wallet, she happened to see Sun Jian who was aggrieved and drinking coffee non-stop.

His face was almost the same color as coffee, he was ugly as hell, probably in his 30 years of career, he had never encountered anyone who dared to treat him like this, his mood was evident.

This time, when he saw Wen Jiu coming down, he didn't take the initiative to go up again, but his gaze was still fixed on him. When Wen Jiu returned to the elevator door and stood still, he noticed an extremely annoying He kept staring at him closely, but didn't turn his head - no wonder He Lanshu lost his temper, and Wen Jiu also felt that his temper was about to come up.

He went upstairs in a not-so-good mood, and the takeaway was quite heavy—He Lanshu would never compromise on food, the meal he ordered had at least four dishes, one soup and two servings of rice.

He Lanshu was still sitting in front of the computer, with a straight back, not at all the sickly young people nowadays, lying in front of the computer like a mollusk without a spine, and from time to time he would type something on the keyboard with his left hand, He was basically in the state of blind typing, and his hand speed was a little faster than Wen Jiu's hands and feet together.

He lamented the gap between people, and then remembered with a smile that he was from his family. After setting up all the meals, he turned his head and shouted, "It's time to eat."

He Lanshu responded, and turned off the computer without hesitation.

He went to wash his hands and came over. Wen Jiu was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, holding a box of rice and eating slowly, poking and poking the tablet computer in his hand, playing with the tablet he just discovered. That card game.

"By the way, what's going on with Sun Jian?" Wen Jiu took a mouthful of rice slowly, and when he raised his head, he met He Lanshu who was staring at the tablet, and turned off the tablet after laughing twice.

Only then did He Lanshu look back and dig a mouthful of rice, "Sun Jian was too reckless and eager to make some achievements, but robbed the Zhou family's way. The relationship between the Zhou family and our family is much closer than that of the Sun family, so I gave it to him." Lesson learned."

Wen Jiu was taken aback by what He Lanshu said about our family, and after a while, biting his chopsticks, he burst out laughing, stuffed a piece of shiitake mushroom that He Lanshu didn't like the most, and chewed it. The rice was swallowed whole, "Is this business related to the Wen family?"

"Well, the Wen family mixed some shares." He Lanshu rubbed his chin and looked at Wen Jiu with unclear eyes, "Sun Jian has put in a lot of effort, your father just needs to sign and let you have two meals with him, Then you can get the harvest directly at home.”

Wen Jiu very naturally ignored what He Lanshu said about having two meals with Sun Jian, and changed the subject expressionlessly, "But I don't think my dad is in a very relaxed mood."

At the first meal, they probably hadn't signed the contract, which was Wen Jianguo's unilateral request, but after that meal, Wen Jianguo should have signed a contract with Sun Jian, so he was relieved for a while .

It was just back to the day when we ate for the second time. Wen Jiu squinted his eyes and thought about it, and wiped his thumb on his chin. After all, Wen Jianguo signed such a big order, and he must be panicked. As long as Sun Jian can reveal A little word of mouth is enough to make Wen Jianguo worried for a long time.

Then Wen Jianguo waited for him downstairs in their dormitory so impatiently, and then went to find him for dinner with Li Meimei, with such a strange attitude.

"He can't get any benefits from me, so he naturally has to find a place to find his existence." He Lanshu smiled casually, meaning nothing at all.

Wen Jiu understood, but she still didn't quite understand what Sun Jian was thinking.

He felt a little sleepy after eating, and He Lanshu stayed with him for a while before going downstairs to deal with Sun Jian.

Wen Jiuqiang held on for 'half an hour after the meal' before lying on the sofa and sleeping for a while.When he was awakened by the phone ringing, he looked at it, and it turned out to be Zhang Kaige's.

In fact, they don't have much contact with each other, but there are such people, even if you haven't contacted for a few years, the relationship will be very good when we meet again, and there is no unfamiliarity at all.

Wen Jiu rubbed his eyes and sat up, and the thin quilt that covered him slid down to his waist. On it was a text message. It was Yan Lang's birthday in a few days, and asked him how he wanted to arrange it.

Wen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, only then did she realize that it was true.

Yan Lang is Kaichun's birthday, and it will be in a few days. He was so dizzy because of Lin Cuihua's incident that he didn't even think about it-apparently Yan Lang's heartless self didn't think of it.

Wen Jiu thought for a while, "Let's go back to school tonight and have a meal together, and discuss it by the way."

Yan Lang's birthday is actually divided into two sessions, one is a birthday party held outside, and the other is a meal with four of them in their small dormitory, or hot pot, or skewers.

At this time, even Wen Jiu, who doesn't drink much, will drink a little wine, and the other three will take care of him and don't force him.

It's just that Yan Lang's nature will definitely be greatly compromised if Yu Dian is not here this year, not to mention that he is about to graduate, and the biggest thing he will face soon is the pressure from his family.

Wen Jiu felt a headache just thinking about it, and found that He Lanshu was there, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

He has no interest in the Wen family's property and career at all. Li Meimei has been trying to figure out the inheritance that belongs to Jiang Linxue under his and Wen Xia's name all day long, but in the end it still doesn't hurt or itch.

Wen Jianguo has ignored them for so many years, but Li Meimei seems to be scrupulous about something, and has never made any big moves.

----

A few days later, Yan Lang's birthday came in a blink of an eye.As soon as he mentioned the birthday party that made him have a toothache, he felt offended. After asking Wen Jiu and Zhang Kaige what they meant, he still gave them an invitation.

"It's up to you whether you come or not." Yan Langsheng lay on the table indifferently, the computer was turned on, and there was still a slight sound from the heat exhaust vent. A string of numbers pressed out of his face.

When Wen Jiu looked back to pick up the paper, she saw the chat window belonging to Yu Dian on Yan Lang's computer screen, her eyes widened immediately, and she walked over and poked him on the shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Yan Lang shook his arms half-deadly, with several keyboard prints printed on his face.

Wen Jiu pointed to the computer screen.

Yan Lang looked along his fingers and happened to see a group of meaningless combinations of letters, symbols and numbers that had been sent and could not be retracted.

Yan Lang: "..."

He watched it for a while, then shook his head suddenly, and laughed at himself, "Forget it, he doesn't know how to read it anyway."

Wen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, looking at the chat history that belonged to Yan Lang displayed above, her complexion was a little complicated for a moment.

He didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat him on the shoulder. Yan Lang waved his hand casually, patted his face, and continued to review Mr. Gong's lessons.

Zhang Kaige and Wen Jiu looked at each other, shrugged each other, and went about their own business.

They won't stay in the dormitory for long, they will go to class in the afternoon, and they will leave after a while.

Wen Jiu has nothing to do here, so he planned to go to take a seat first, but ran into Zhou Fang downstairs in the dormitory.

The relationship between them is not too bad, at most they are nodding acquaintances, Wen Jiu nodded at him as a greeting, packed up her books and planned to leave, just two steps away, Zhou Fang called from behind Living.

"Is there something wrong?" Wen Jiu turned her head against the sun, looked left and right, found a shaded place and stopped.

Zhou Fang walked this way hesitantly, stood two meters away from Wen Jiu and said to him face to face, "I just want to ask, how is my aunt?"

His aunt?

That's Zhou Manrou?

Wen Jiu has always been insensitive to how these relatives should be called by seniority. After thinking about it for a while, she managed to come to a circle among close relatives, and realized that it was a catchy lyric that even elementary school students called "Dad's sister is called" What's that aunt.

Such an abrupt sentence from him made Wen Jiu a little dazed, so she held back the phrase 'you won't go and see for yourself', and replied, "It's pretty good."

A few days ago, I still had time to buy a bunch of couple socks for him and He Lanshu on Taobei with Wen Xia...

Wen Jiu's toes moved in the shoes, feeling a little uncomfortable as if she had athlete's foot.

It’s okay if the socks are solid colors or simple color matching, but they are cartoons.He didn't care about what he was wearing...but He Lanshu put it on with an upright face.

Thinking of the scene of waking up this morning, Wen Jiu suddenly felt a little hot in the eyes.

——He Lanshu still got up at the usual time, but he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he opened his eyes together, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast in a very lively manner.

Although it's the simplest milk bread, it's okay to make do with it, but it's a pity that when he returned to the room, he saw He Lanshu sitting on the edge of the bed with a serious face, wearing cheerful socks and stuffing his feet into slippers.After that, I insisted on forcing him to wear it too.

Wen Jiu's mind wandered back, coughed dryly, and didn't have the time to guess what Zhou Xin was thinking with a complicated face, "I still have to occupy a seat, so let's go first."

Zhou Fang didn't call him, and stood there as if he had been stimulated by something. After a long time, he lowered his head and returned to the dormitory in a daze.

Sure enough, Wen Jiu didn't go on Yan Lang's birthday. In fact, it was not so much a birthday as a blind date party for the younger generation.

It's just that there must be a clear distinction between men, women and children, and there are countless people who talk about business and bring their sons and daughters to try blind dates. As a married man, he naturally doesn't need to join in the fun.

Although Yan Lang said he didn't need the two of them to go, after Wen Jiu and Zhang Kaige didn't go alone, Yan Lang still couldn't help himself, and stiffly climbed into the car that came to pick him up.

----

Wen Jiu had already told He Lanshu about going to prison, and she informed him today and left.

Wang Dachun still sent him off as usual—it has been almost two months since he came back from the hospital last time, and Wen Jiu never saw Lin Cuihua again.

There are quite a few residential areas next to the prison in the city center, but they are all far apart, at least a few streets away. Wen Jiu is actually quite curious why the prison is not built in the suburbs—a place that is inaccessible, and you can only rely on two Legs, no car and no way to know the way, no place to run.

Wen Jiu was not familiar with the prison at all, and He Lanshu had already taken care of it, but Wen Jiu was still dizzy.

He was taken to the interview room by a policeman in uniform, with batons and guns on his body. Wang Dachun was waiting outside, looking in through the window.

Wen Jiu sat on the chair and waited for a while before seeing a man with his head down but his back straight was brought in by two police officers.

He had handcuffs on his hands and chains on his feet. Wen Jiu glanced at him roughly, and sat up straighter involuntarily.

This man was only 13 years old when he was imprisoned. His life was ruined by his father who was contaminated with gambling and drug addiction, and his mother who was crushed by money and family and finally chose to die.

Sun Jiankang sat on the chair, and the police officers behind him uncuffed him.

Only then did he raise his head, and looked at Wen Jiu curiously. In the silence between the two, Wen Jiu spoke first, "Hello."

"Are you..." Sun Jiankang asked hesitantly. The current interview room is very advanced. He doesn't need to hold the phone above, and the two parties can hear each other's voices.

There is a glass screen in the middle. Although someone regularly scrubs it every day, there are still many scratches due to the long time, and the glass is also a little yellow, full of an old feeling.

Wen Jiu pursed her lips and smiled, and put her hands on the desk - no one was listening when they were talking, and He Lanshu should have established a relationship long ago. At this moment, he and Sun Jiankang didn't even have an assistant police officer listening in.

"My name is Wen Jiu." He looked into Sun Jiankang's eyes, "You should remember my name."

"Wen Jiu..." Sun Jiankang read out suspiciously, the name twitched on his lips a few times, then he slowly widened his eyes, looked at Wen Jiu in surprise and said, "You are Wen Jiu?!"

Wen Jiu sighed softly upon hearing the words, "It's me."

Sun Jiankang is only 30 years old now. The prison has educational institutions for minors, and he is always obliged to work every year.Sun Jiankang's resume He Lanshu checked out not long ago - his personal resume is very clean, although the horrific murder case was put on his head through 'word of mouth', it is impossible to implement it after all.

The suspect has already been executed, but Sun Jiankang has never been released.

There is only one reason why he is here, and that is to blackmail Lin Cuihua.

Wen Jiu smiled immediately, a dimple appeared on her face just right.

After all, he received psychological counseling for a long time in his previous life, and he didn't know whether he was cured in the end, but he learned a lot about the way and method of talking over time.

Sure enough, Sun Jiankang relaxed a little from his tense expression at the beginning, and his eyes softened a little when he looked at Wen Jiu, with an intimacy that he didn't even notice, "It turned out to be you, I remember, the last time I saw you You were only four years old."

Wen Jiu smiled and nodded when she heard the words, like an old friend who came here specially to chat with Sun Jiankang, and quietly brought in the topic he wanted to know: "Has Aunt Lin visited you recently?"

These words seemed to have finally hit Sun Jiankang's death spot. His face suddenly turned pale, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he clapped his hands on the glass, and said earnestly, "Have you seen my mother?" ? She, he hasn't seen me for a long time."

In fact, at the beginning, Lin Cuihua could only visit him twice a year.He has never been too worried, because Lin Cuihua has never been late because of the small number of times.But in the past few years, Lin Cuihua said that she settled down in City B, and it was very close to here, so she could come and see her often.

He didn't know that there were still rules for interviews in the prison, and he didn't have any inmates in the prison. The people who attended classes with him were replaced one after another as the time of detention approached. Get used to this kind of lifestyle like washing rice.

Lin Cuihua has always kept visiting him twice a month, but she hasn't been here for nearly three months since the last time she came here.

Sun Jiankang was worried, he was very scared, but there was nothing he could do.

He was only twelve or thirteen years old when he came in, and he still couldn't distinguish between good and evil. He only knew that he might spend his whole life in prison in the future.

At that time, he was afraid and cried, but after staying for a long time, he discovered that the same thing happened in the prison.

He gradually became familiar with it, and even when some inmates said that they would find a way to get him out after they got out, his first reaction was actually to refuse.

He was already used to the life in prison, even if he really went out to the society, it would be difficult for him to survive without a few decades of baptism.

But at the same time, he is very eager for life outside, and even more eager for every opportunity to meet Lin Cuihua.

Wen Jiu was justly surprised when she heard it, and then patted her head annoyed, "I almost forgot, my aunt was in a car accident and was sent to the hospital with a broken bone."

Sun Jiankang's face changed immediately, and he asked Wen Jiu repeatedly.

Wen Jiu answered all of them in a good-tempered manner, and after calming down Sun Jiankang, she said, "Who would have thought that such a big accident would happen back then."

Yes, until now, Sun Jiankang didn't know anything.

He didn't know what his mother had done. Until he was 30 years old now, he thought that his mother was also the poor victim of the car accident.

Hearing this, Sun Jiankang's complexion also drooped, and he said in a daze, "I remember, my mother told me the other day that someone made a deal with her. As long as my birthday is over, our family will be happy." I can live a good life now...my dad’s gambling debts can be paid off, he and my mother can get a divorce, and I will follow my mother, so I don’t have to worry about being beaten and starved every day.”

Wen Jiu was startled, "When is your birthday?"

"Yes." Sun Jiankang nodded, "It's pretty fast, it's April [-]th."

April [-]th was the time of the car accident.

What happened back then, it was true that someone caused Lin Cuihua to throw herself on the mountain road after taking the money behind her back, or somewhere else.

At this point, the truth is already coming out—Wen Jiu took a deep breath, rubbed her forehead, said something else to Sun Jiankang, then got up and left.

Wang Dachun has been stepping on a stool to look in through the small window on the door, after all, when they came, they were greeted by their superiors, and they were allowed to do everything casually, just treat them as if they had never seen them before. .

The two guards next to him probably knew Wang Dachun, and they both looked very horrible. Seeing that Wang Dachun finally got off the chair, they looked at the chair with two shoe prints on it in distaste—— The person dressed like a dog, how can you be so rude?

Wang Dachun ignored them, followed Wen Jiu on his own, and sent them out safely. After seeing the sky outside, he breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and looked at the oppressive gray wall behind him. "It's really subhuman to stay here..."

Wen Jiu also nodded, sighed sadly, and talked with Sun Jiankang for more than three hours without knowing it, and he was quite happy talking, but Wen Jiu kept trying to guide him to speak according to his own topic, His throat was about to smoke again, and now his mouth was covered with skin, and he was extremely thirsty.

After he got in the car, he unscrewed the bottle of water thrown to him by He Lanshu when he came up from the back seat. It was warm enough to quench his thirst. He gulped it down a few times and took a few breaths before he recovered a bit. He screwed on the bottle, closed his eyes, and fell on the back seat.

"Go home directly." Wen Jiu felt that he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms. He tried his best to support himself and moved a little. Wang Dachun closed the car door and walked in from the front.

----

There is no one at home, not even dog hair - today is the day when Erpang and Dahuang routinely go to the hospital for vaccinations and go to the beauty shop for styling and cleaning.

As soon as Wen Jiu entered the door without any image, she lay down on the sofa, and fell asleep in a drowsy state.

When he woke up, he was still woken up by Erpang's big tongue. When he opened his eyes, Erpang was groaning and about to crawl into his arms. Wen Jiu turned over lazily, her throat was dry and sore , he didn't want to talk, so he made room for Erpang and Dahuang.

Er Fatty, who got on the sofa, turned over to be the host, saw that He Lanshu was not at home, and immediately started to flirt with each other, and several pillows were rolled to the ground by him.

Wen Jiu reached out and grabbed one and hugged it in his arms. There was still some water in the water glass on the table. He looked at it for a long time and took a sip. It was already cold.

The entrance of such water also irritated his throat, he sighed helplessly, got up and dragged his heavy steps to catch the water.

He knew why the price of a psychiatrist was so high - he was just chatting with them, and the psychiatrist had to be purposeful and treat them without letting them notice.

Tsk, it's scary to think about it, and I don't know how He Lanshu practiced psychology at that time.

Wen Jiu gulped down a few more gulps, drank so fast that he choked on the water, and his face wrinkled in pain.

But at this moment, he also suddenly remembered that the time agreed with Dean Charlie was also in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although it was still early, it was ready to prepare.

Wen Jiu stroked his chin. Although he suddenly felt that there was no need to invite the dean over and he had already healed himself intermittently, but just in case, it was better to take a look.

----

After two months - when Wen Jianguo asked him to have dinner again, Wen Jiu was not that surprised.

What surprised him was that Wen Jianguo also invited He Lanshu at the same time.

When he got the news, He Lanshu asked Wen Jiu to tie him face to face.

He stood by the bed, Wen Jiu knelt on the bed, her head was right on He Lanshu's chest, and after carefully buttoning the last hidden button for him, she picked up the phone on the side, "Here, my dad sent you, At Biehe Tower at noon today."

"Farewell to the Crane Tower?" He Lanshu raised an eyebrow, and handed the phone back to Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu nodded depressedly. He actually wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen this text message, but with Wen Jianguo's temperament, if he didn't reply to the text message for more than a day, he would call himself again at the same time the next day. Telephone.

If he didn't even answer the phone, he fully believed that Wen Jiang would come to him directly.

"When are you going?" He Lanshu straightened his cuffs. He was wearing a suit and a pair of home sandals, which was a novelty match. He stood with one foot flirtatiously in a gap in the sun. Wen Jiu couldn't help taking a picture of him. .

"Sunday." Wen Jiu didn't see the incident clearly, "Are you busy that day?"

"Nothing in the afternoon." He Lanshu calculated the itinerary, "There is an international conference to be held in the morning."

Wen Jiu regained consciousness immediately, "Is it with country M?"

"Yeah." He Lanshu nodded and said with a smile, "You went to the company with me that morning, Xia You wanted to talk to you."

"Xia You?" Wen Jiu smiled and rolled her eyes, "How are they doing now?"

"Zuo Xi and You Bei also went to Country M to accompany them just in case." He Lanshu's voice paused, "The surgery is scheduled for next July."

"So fast?" Wen Jiu's eyes widened in surprise.

It is indeed very fast.

He Lanshu narrowed his eyes, turned around while buttoning his cuff buttons with one hand, looked at Wen Jiu and said with a half-smile, "I heard that you went to see Dr. Mo for a blood test in country M behind my back. Fusion?"

The smile on Wen Jiu's face froze, and she immediately felt guilty.

"Hasn't this never happened..." Wen Jiu whispered, in fact, the degree of blood matching is up to the standard, and it is his body that is not up to the standard.

He is anemic.

The three words are really cruel, Wen Jiu covered his face, it may be because he just arrived in country m and he didn't get used to it, he didn't even have much appetite to eat, so his health has been not very good.

After returning to the country now, he was alive and kicking immediately.

He also went to the volunteer center to donate blood before, and he went through a lot of inspections, so there must be no problem with his health.

He Lanshu wasn't angry at all. If Monk Xia You had any accidents in his left surgery, no matter how poor Wen Jiu's health was, Wen Jiu would not hesitate to ask them to draw the maximum amount of blood if he couldn't die. quantity.

"Don't worry about it." He Lanshu rubbed his head, "Dr. Mo dares to set the time for next year, he must be fully prepared."

Only then did Wen Jiu nod, "How do you think Dr. Mo and Aunt Zhang are getting along with Xia You now?"

Monk Xia You Zuo is actually the child of Dr. Mo Ce, but the parents of You Bei and Zuo Xi died in that car accident. Although they are still close, their parents are gone after all.

"Dr. Mo intends to tell the truth about this matter," He Lanshu said.

Dr. Mo Ce and Su Qin's family had discussed this matter. The two of them were very grateful to Su Qin's family for their support and training of Xia You's four children for so many years. During several years of life, these four children have been given a kind of warmth called family.

Wen Jiu thinks about it too.

The four of Xia You and the others are very smart people. They are so smart that they can even be called geniuses.They have just passed their birthdays, and they are already adults who can think independently. There is no benefit in hiding it from them, so it is better to tell the truth.

The accident that year was an accident. They did not abandon their parents. On the contrary, they kept looking for them for more than ten years. After going around, they were able to meet again in City B, which must belong to them fate.

"Okay, be good at home." He Lanshu patted Wen Jiu's head, turned and left.

Wen Jiu, who was left on the bed, was stupefied, and he didn't realize until Er Fatty came running over to go to bed with his tongue sticking out again. This scene became more and more strange!

He suspects that He Lanshu definitely has some habit that he has developed. Recently, he has always been coaxing him like a child...

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Biehe Tower is not well-known, but the food tastes delicious and has a homely feel. It can be regarded as a cheap restaurant, even the price is even cheaper.

The main reason is that there is a mental hospital near the Biehe Tower, which is one of several mental hospitals in city b. The dean heard that his surname is Liu, and his name is also Liu Dazhen. It is somewhat strange to match the name of 123 Romance Mental Hospital— —It’s like a madman always says he’s not mad.

Although the safety hazard here is greater than that of ordinary communities, there are also many residential areas nearby. There are also elderly people who have lived here for decades, and there has never been any accident.

Wen Jiu and He Lanshu also dressed more casually, but He Lanshu was still used to wearing a suit all year round, even if it was a casual one, wearing it on him would give him an inexplicable sense of seriousness.

When they came, they came half an hour earlier, but Wen Jianguo came earlier than them. Wen Jiu stood at the door and looked at He Lanshu, and went in back and forth.

Wen Jianguo didn't have any extra words, just like the father-in-law invited the son-in-law to dinner in a real ordinary home, he ate the meal in silence.

When the menu was first brought out, Wen Jianguo handed them the menu and went to the toilet by himself.

Taking advantage of this moment, Wen Jiu quickly whispered a few words to He Lanshu, "Ah Shu, if my dad starts to fight later, just take it easy and restrain him."

He Lanshu, who was looking at the menu, looked serious.

Wen Jiu rubbed his nose, "His temper has become very capricious recently. One second he was laughing, and the next second he is trying to stab people to death with his chopsticks."

He Lanshu just glanced at him and handed the menu to the waiter, "Need me to curry favor with him?"

"...No need." Wen Jiu looked back. In fact, until now, He Lanshu had never called Wen Jianguo the honorific title. Most of the time, they had no communication. Always the one who speaks first.

Seeing He Lanshu pouring water for him, Wen Jiu suddenly smiled, and muttered in a low voice, "Besides, even if you call him dad, would he dare to agree?"

He Lanshu paused and stopped talking.

They sat here for a while, and Wen Jianguo came back. The sky was shining brightly outside, and he was sweating a lot. He didn't know if he ran too fast, and his face was as red as blood.

Seeing him like this, Wen Jiu asked a lot, "Dad, are you alright?"

"Ah?" Wen Jianguo was dazed for a moment when he raised his head, but he immediately reflected on it. He shook his head hastily, took a tissue to wipe off the sweat that kept coming out of his forehead, "It's okay, it's okay!"

He seemed a little agitated, and retracted his hands holding vegetables, and replaced them with another pair of serving chopsticks, and gave Wen Jiu the vegetables that he usually ate the most.

Wen Jiu was taken aback subconsciously, but she didn't dodge it. After taking it, she didn't eat it either. She put it aside with a pile of other dishes, and marched to the next dish like a pile of food, and continued to pick it up on the plate.

Only the occasional sound of bowls and chopsticks was left on the table. He Lanshu picked up food for Wen Jiu from time to time, and Wen Jiu turned his head and ate it into his own mouth.

At first he had some concerns, but later he didn't care at all, and just ate his own.

Wen Jianguo kept his head buried in his food and didn't say a word, until it was time to pay the bill, he rushed ahead of He Lanshu to pay the bill.

It was the first time for Wen Jiu to eat at the same table with Wen Jianguo, and Wen Jiu, who had a round stomach, held his stomach and fell on He Lanshu's body. He murmured and murmured for a long time before letting out an earth-shattering hiccup.

He Lanshu smirked and rubbed his stomach. Wen Jiu watched Wen Jianguo walk over and stood up a little straighter.

Wen Jianguo didn't seem to know what to say when he came over. He stood there and rubbed his hands nervously, then wiped the sweat off his face, "Here, how do you go back?"

"The driver is waiting outside." He Lanshu took the initiative to answer, "Why don't I ask him to send you back first?"

"No, no, no need." Wen Jianguo waved his hands quickly, without saying a word, he hesitated on the spot, "I'll go back by myself, the car is over there."

When he was leaving, he looked back at Wen Jiu, and waved to him through the car window, looking like a father who was happy to bid farewell to his younger generation.

Wen Jiu watched him get into the driver's seat with difficulty, not quite understanding what he wanted to do, and looked at He Lanshu in confusion.

He Lanshu glanced thoughtfully at the direction Wen Jianguo was driving away from, and wrapped his arms around Wen Jiu's waist, "Take a walk?"

After eating, the sky has gradually darkened. Now it is getting darker and later, and the colorful clouds are filling the whole sky. Since today is a sunny day, a line of red clouds mixed with cirrus clouds stretches out in pieces on the horizon, which is very beautiful. nice.

After the gorgeous red and yellow faded, it slowly turned into blue-gray, and the sky gradually turned black, and finally merged with the boundless night.

Wen Jiu and He Lanshu walked slowly on the road, and went to the nearby park for a few laps. Wen Jiu saw some old people coming out of the square to enjoy the cool air, and then looked at the state of him and He Lanshu, thought for a while, and groaned With a smile, "Ashu, do you think that when we were old, would we carry a stool and sit under a tree with a cattail fan in our hand to enjoy the shade?"

He Lanshu thought about it seriously, "No."

"Why?" Wen Jiu tilted her head curiously, her eyes shining brightly under the street lamp.

He Lanshu was not at all moved, poked his dimpled cheek with a blank expression, "You will curl up on the sofa with a dog in your arms, or you may hold a bag of snacks and cover yourself with a quilt Watch your favorite movies or cartoons with the air conditioner on.”

Wen Jiu... He actually felt that he was speechless at all.

But in fact, think about it, no matter what way you live, it seems that as long as He Lanshu is by your side, it is all right.

Wen Jiu smiled with her head tilted, and slowly put all her weight