Don't attack girls inappropriately!

Having had enough fun outside, before dinner time, the two Yu family brothers drove back to Yu's house in the east of the city.

Parked the car in the underground garage and went upstairs, the house and Yu Ran hadn't changed much when they left the house.

Familiar and unfamiliar scenes unfolded in front of him, and Yu Ran was in a mixed mood. When he walked into the living room, he saw his father, Yu Guoao, who was sitting on the sofa and reading a newspaper with glasses.

"Brother." Yu Che lightly bumped Yu Ran's back with his elbow, his eyes beckoning him to call someone.

"Dad." Yu Ran sighed, shouted out reluctantly, and looked away, "I'm back."

Yu Guoao looked away from the newspaper, and glanced at his eldest son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Without much surprise, he shook the newspaper with a soft snort, "I knew you'd come back, I thought you died outside."

"Hey you old man—!"

"Brother! Brother!" Yu Che quickly grabbed Yu Ran who was about to explode, patted him on the back, and whispered: "Calm down, take a deep breath."

"Tsk." Yu Ran gave a light tsk in displeasure, shook off Yu Che's hand, glared at him, stepped to sit in front of Yu Guoao, snatched the newspaper from him, and then opened his cuff to reveal the tattoo on his arm/ Body: "Look more, tattoos are useless at your age!"

"Yu Ran!"

Yu Guoao doesn't particularly like Yu Ran's tattoos/body. He sticks to the traditional concept and always thinks that tattoos/body are for gangsters who are not motivated. Without a formal decent job like a teacher or doctor, life is also a failure.

But Yu Ran went against him.

If you say east, he will choose west without hesitation.

The two fathers stared wide-eyed, and the atmosphere became tense before they met five sentences.

Yu Che felt bitter, so he could only stop the quarrel loudly: "Stop arguing! If you have the ability, just finish eating before arguing!"

"..."

Yu Ran and Yu Guoao, father and son, hummed to each other and turned their heads away from looking at each other.

On the dining table, large and small dishes were placed all over the table, all of which were home-cooked dishes, but Yu Guoao's machismo never cooks, and he doesn't even enter the kitchen.

So when he was a child, Yu Ran always watched his mother busy in the kitchen alone, while his father would call friends outside to brag and chat, for the sake of the so-called interpersonal relationship.

"Aunt Lin made all these dishes." Yu Che took Yu Ran to a seat, and explained to him: "Father has a new relationship with an aunt for a year, and she cooked this big table."

"..." The mother's thin back flashed in my mind, Yu Ran didn't say anything, just picked up the bowl and chopsticks to pick up the vegetables and ate.

The dining table was basically filled with Yu Che's lively and deadly atmosphere, and he had to carefully avoid places where his elder brother might quarrel with his father when he talked with his father.

Yu Che still remembers the battle before.

After all, he was a person whose face was covered with live hairy crabs. When the pliers came down, the pain caused him to dance soulfully on the spot.

Yu Ran also said: "Why are you dancing, to celebrate our quarrel and still dance so ugly!"

Ah...these are all unpleasant memories.

Yu Che sighed, and served the two Buddhas graciously.

The dinner table was so peaceful on the outside, and the dark waves behind it passed by. After eating, Yu Guoao stood up, full of momentum: "Come to my study."

"Don't go." Yu Ran did not hesitate, "You think you are ordering your subordinates, don't take your official airs home."

"Yu Ran, why did you talk to your father!" Yu Guoao was tough, especially in middle age, and slapped the table and roared angrily.

Yu Ran pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, but didn't answer.

"You two..." Yu Che wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and wanted to interrupt the atmosphere to ease the atmosphere, but two sharp gazes stabbed at him at the same time.

"..."

Yu Che knew that these two old and young 'Cheetahs' couldn't fight a kid by themselves, so he gave up struggling, picked up the plate and said, "I'll do the dishes, you guys continue."

"Hmph, you're not much better than your brother. What other people's children got in the test this year, the questions are easy, you..."

"It's not over!"

Yu Ran directly overturned a dinner plate, and the plate made a crisp and shattering sound when it touched the ground. He stood up abruptly and stared at Yu Guoao, "Did you do well in the exam? When I was studying, I kept comparing and comparing each other. It's not enough!"

He has been shrouded in the shadow of other people's children since he was born, and that feeling is really uncomfortable. This is also what Yu Ran hates Yu Guoao very much.

Yu Ran followed his father's temper, and would never admit defeat if he could resist, but Yu Che followed his mother's soft temper, and Yu Guoao was tough. He thought about resisting but actually gave in more.

Not to be outdone, Yu Guoao stared back, "I care about my son, there's nothing wrong with it."

"That's my brother too! You're wrong for saying that!"

Yu Che wanted to speak but didn't know how to say it. His nose turned sore, his eyes turned red immediately, and he begged, "Stop arguing, okay?"

Yu Ran glanced at his younger brother who was about to cry, then rolled his eyes at Yu Guoao, turned around and walked towards the gate.

No way, just avoid it if you don't make noise.

"Yu Ran, do you think I'm willing to take care of you?!" Yu Guoao shouted in a deep voice behind him: "I'm not doing it for your own good. You are not my Yu Guoao's son. You see, I don't care about you!"

Without stopping, Yu Ran made a backhand, shutting the rest of the voice inside the room.

The house fell silent.

Yu Guoao sat on the chair, his chest heaving violently due to anger. He looked at Yu Che who was silently putting away the bowl and still wiping away his tears, and said earnestly, "Xiao Che, Dad is really doing it for you..."

"Dad, stop talking." Yu Che sniffed, the big man cried pitifully, looked at Yu Guoao and complained, "Brother finally came back once, and you made him go away."

"Brother... woo..."

Yu Che couldn't hold back his tears, he sat on the chair and cried while shrugging his shoulders.

The time and place were agreed, and Li Wenmu arrived on time.

It's in a coffee shop.

He Yan took the first step, but he still waited until Li Wenmu came to order a drink. In other words, he wanted to start from drinking coffee with the same taste, and draw in the relationship between the two who haven't seen each other for several years. Has the taste changed?"

Li Wenmu shook his head with a faint smile on his lips.

"Okay, that's the trouble." He Yan returned the menu to the waiter, and turned to look at Li Wenmu who was opposite.

Li Wenmu is wearing very simple, white shirt and suit pants.

He Yan guessed it, so he also wore a white shirt on purpose.

Li Wenmu took He Yan's careful thoughts into his eyes, didn't say anything, raised his eyebrows and started the business model, "How is Uncle You's health recently?"

He Yan nodded, "It's okay, is uncle still used to living abroad?"

When Li Wenmu passed the college entrance examination, the couple divorced. The two brothers originally said that they were husband and wife, but for some unknown reason, they both went abroad to live with their father.

"Well, I'm remarried." Li Wenmu smiled peacefully, as if she hadn't been affected by it.

The coffee he ordered was served, and Li Wenmu picked it up and took a sip, "You must be very tired recently, Uncle You is becoming more and more disgusting as he gets older."

Li Wenmu said bluntly that He Yan knew, after all, Li Wenmu was a guy who even dared to laugh at his teacher when he was a child.

"Thank you for your concern." He Yan put down his glasses, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then continued: "It's not very tired..."

"I think you misunderstood something." Li Wenmu tilted his head and looked at He Yan with a smile, "It's your fault that you are tired, why do you want to involve Yu Ran?"

"……what?"

"I mean, you are helping Uncle You with those things."

"..."

He Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't speak as if he lost his voice.

There are many things that Li Wenmu knows as soon as he checks them, and they can't be covered up.

"If you didn't find me through Yu Ran and didn't dare to touch him, how would you force him to agree next?"

"But these are all hypotheses. In fact, you didn't do anything." Li Wenmu frowned, looked down at the coffee in the coffee cup and smiled softly: "I know what I mean to you, you wrote in your diary It's more than one page."

A few words caught by chance.

Who would have thought that the friend his mother asked him to make would be...

When he saw those words, he was indeed a little shocked.

But what followed was just indifference.

What is affectionate for a long time, childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, it is useless to Li Wenmu.

He Yan: "..."

He suddenly regretted that he promised to come out tonight. Li Wenmu obviously came prepared tonight, and he would definitely wipe him out.

He had nowhere to hide and was finally exposed to the sun and died.

He Yan stood up suddenly, and said in a panic: "Sorry, I just remembered that I still have something to do, so I have to go first."

"Then never see you again." The moment they passed by, Li Wenmu called him softly, the expression on his face had cooled down, and he turned his head slightly and said: "Whether it is people or things in the past, I hope to die." In memory."

"I have no intention of wanting to be the light in your life, and thank you for praising me. Let someone else tell the words in the diary."

"..." He Yan paused, his fists clenched.

Li Wenmu's words are vetoing his sincerity, even if the person who is tempted first is inferior, he can't tolerate being trampled on like this.

"Wen Mu, I'm not the introverted and weak He Yan I used to be. Whether I like you or not is my business."

"I won't make friends with weak people, even if I'm forced to." Seeing that there was nothing to talk about, Li Wenmu called the waiter to check out, and said with a chuckle, "You have always misunderstood yourself."

He Yan choked again.

Damn it, Li Wenmu likes to do that kind of beating you and giving you sweets.

After the bill was settled, a call came in just in time. It was a new contact I just saved yesterday: Brother Yu Che.

"?" Li Wenmu picked up the coat on the sofa, and connected while walking, "What's wrong, brother?"

He Yan struggled in his heart and followed.

"My brother, woo woo..." Yu Che's crying voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother just went home and had a fight with Dad, and now the phone can't be reached, I'm worried about something..."

"..."

Li Wenmu leaned over to open the door and stopped.