not a decent stand-in

Cheng Peilin's lover, Dong Jie, is a logistics cadre in the military region. Their children are studying for doctorates abroad, and they are usually the only two at home.

The arrival of Xiang Yindong naturally made Dong Jie very happy, and he personally cooked some special dishes for him.

The three of them chatted about homework while eating.

Xiang Yindong roughly talked about what happened in Switzerland, and the husband and wife were very glad that he managed to turn the bad luck into good luck.

During the dinner, he also heard Cheng Peilin tell a lot about his mother.

It is said that Cheng Peiyun's clothing store has been doing very well recently, and has been sought after by many ladies and celebrities. A company specializing in high-end luxury goods for women wants to cooperate with her and acquire the clothing store as one of its brands.

If the cooperation is reached, the value of the brand "Peiyun" will naturally be different.

Xiang Yindong just nodded when he heard this, it seems that Cheng Peiyun is doing well now.

He wanted to send some condolences, which seemed superfluous.

In the end, he had no choice but to tell his uncle that if he needed help with anything, he could tell him at any time.

After finishing a fairly warm family dinner, Xiang Yindong came out of Cheng's house and immediately called Zuo Tong.

"Come out?" Zuo Tong's voice came from the phone, still looking lazy.

"Come out, how about you?"

"I just came out too..." Zuo Tong chuckled, turned the car key and walked to the parking place, "I wanted to ask you to have a drink, but it's a pity that it's going to be a mess!"

"what happened?"

"My uncle said that my mother has a cold these two days, I have to go and see her..."

The courtyard in the night is deep and quiet, the trees are lush and lush, and the crickets make the surroundings even more peaceful.

Xiang Yindong walked out along the boulevard while listening to the phone.

When passing by the playground, I saw many people playing basketball under the shining incandescent lights, and I couldn't help but smile.

Even though Cheng Peiyun didn't bring him too many memories of maternal love, at least because of her existence, he had those memories in the compound in his childhood.

I don't know, is this considered a kind of compensation?

As soon as Zuo Tong walked to the parking place, he saw a tall man standing under the streetlight, leaning against his car door.

Xiang Yindong put his hands in his trouser pockets, with an idle attitude: "Why are you so slow, I didn't drive, so I can only follow you!"

Zuo Tong was speechless. He opened the car door and sat in. He fastened his seat belt and asked, "What brought you here? Could it be a special trip to see your uncle?"

"It's nothing, I just ran into it on the road..."

"Meet him on the road?" Zuo Tong looked at him suspiciously, and saw that he was listless in answering, so he didn't continue to ask.

The car left the compound and headed south all the way to a private nursing home on the outskirts of the city.

Zuo Tong was driving the car, stretching out his hands to pinch the sore corners of his eyes, the light from the car window shone on his side face, and he looked deeply tired.

"Why is your complexion so bad, are you busy recently?"

Zuo Tong yawned: "Going to Hong Kong to open a branch office, there are many things to do..."

"Then you can't tire yourself down, look at your dark circles!"

Xiang Yindong unconsciously reached out and rubbed the other person's hair, Zuo Tong like this suddenly made him feel a little distressed.

Zuo Tong was like him, his father died unexpectedly very early.

His mother couldn't bear the blow and almost collapsed. Although she had been treated intermittently for many years, her recovery was not very good.

One year, I don't know what stimulated her, and her mother fell ill again, and she has never been sober since then.

At that time, Zuo Tong was still in high school, so he had to discuss with his uncle and send his mother to a nursing home.

That's why they used to jokingly call it - "Father doesn't love mother and doesn't love alliance".

Thinking of what happened some time ago, and his intentional avoidance after he came back, he couldn't help but blame himself.

I feel that I am really an asshole, and I have never had a good understanding of Zuo Tong's mood.

When the two arrived at the nursing home, it was completely dark.

In the past few years, Zuo Tong's mother has lived a good life in the nursing home, but her personality is becoming more and more like a child, she often pretends to be sick and act like a baby, so she hopes that Zuo Tong will visit her more.

Zuo Tong had said more than once that he would never have children in his life.

After all, the two old children in the family had already given him enough fun to amuse the children.

Xiang Yindong doesn't know if this is - the reason why he can fall in love with men.

The nurse led them towards the room, nagging about Zuo's mother's recent behavior all the way.

For example, she puts cakes in her pockets when she eats, takes away other people’s things while playing games, and often asks nurses to help her go to the supermarket to buy snacks...

Xiang Yindong sounded quite funny, Zuo Tong gave him a sideways look, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

So it is said that people are old and young, and they are really like children when they are old.

When they arrived at the room, Zuo Tong's mother, Wang Qihua, was having dinner. When she saw her son coming, she immediately became as happy as a child and insisted on taking him to eat with her.

Zuo Tong coaxed left and right, and finally persuaded her to sit back on the stool obediently.

The person who was once a mother is now completely like a daughter.

While feeding her, Zuo Tong told her what he was doing recently.

Wang Qihua didn't know if he understood, but he kept smiling happily.

Xiang Yindong's heart is slightly sour, Zuo Tong is like him, he has not had his parents by his side all these years, but Zuo Tong is different from him.

Xiang Huaijie and Cheng Peiyun didn't have much love for him. This was a fact that he once denied but had to believe later.

Although Zuo Tong's parents couldn't take care of him, they loved Zuo Tong.

It really echoes the old saying - all happy families are alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

When they came out of the nursing home, the two of them were not in a very high mood, and in the end Xiang Yindong suggested to go for a drink to relieve the depressed mood.

The two found a quiet bar, and they didn't talk much to each other, only drinking with each other.

Zuo Tong was obviously out of shape, and he looked listless.

The fucking situation was a little more serious than before, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Xiang Yindong looked even more decadent than him, and kept silent, just pouring wine glass after glass.

"Why, lack of alcohol recently?" Zuo Tong looked at him curiously, and forced a wry smile, "I seem to be the one who is more depressed, right?"

Xiang Yindong didn't speak, his eyes fell into the distance, and after a long time, he quietly asked: "Will we be like this when we get old?"

Zuo Tong reached out and touched his forehead: "Why, the sun is coming out from the west? Young Master Xiang will also hurt the spring and the autumn?"

Xiang Yindong raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction: "It makes me feel heartless!"

"Aren't you heartless?"

"How much better are you than me? You are so grown up, you are not serious, you should find someone to discipline you!"

"Tch, it's annoying enough to have you alone!"

The two chattered a few words in boredom, and then drank in silence until they were a little high before finding a driver to take them home.

It was late at night, and the driver drove Zuo Tong's car on the empty street.

Two big men squeezed into the narrow back seat of the sports car, and they kept criticizing each other.

Xiang Yindong leaned against Zuo Tong, and when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt someone fiddle with the hair on the top of his head.

"What are you doing!" He grabbed Zuo Tong's hand, held it in his hand, and said impatiently, "Don't move around, it's so itchy..."

Zuo Tong didn't break free, and it took him a long time to ask doubtfully: "How do I remember that you were two spins when you were a child? Chi Rui also said that you and him are two spins, so you are both arrogant."

Xiang Yindong's head was dizzy, feeling like the whole world was spinning above his head.

He stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and said indifferently: "Maybe my temper has changed, and God will take one back. What's so strange about it?"

Zuo Tong chuckled, "It's nothing unusual..."

His hand was held by Xiang Yindong all the way, his mind couldn't work normally, he giggled in a daze, and soon fell asleep.

The two of them were driven to Xiang Yindong's apartment, and fell asleep in a mess.

The next morning, when Zuo Tong woke up, he found that someone had already prepared breakfast.

When it comes to cooking, Xiang Yindong is quite talented. When he was studying in the United States, he often cooked food by himself.

When Zuo Tong went to the United States to visit him during the vacation, he stayed in the apartment for a few days without going out.

Every day there are people changing tricks to satisfy his appetite.

After taking a shower, he familiarly took new underwear from the closet and changed into it, then walked to the kitchen door to watch Xiang Yindong fry eggs.

"Are you awake?" Xiang Yindong turned his head and smiled, and teased, "Your snoring sound was really amazing last night, you can't protect your image!"

Zuo Tong waved his hands indifferently, and ordered: "I want to eat double-faced yellow!"

"You're the only one who asks too much!" Xiang Yindong glanced at him and turned the egg over, "Don't just stand there watching, go drink some milk first, I'll be fine here."

Zuo Tong walked slowly back to the dining table, drank milk, and took two bites of bread.

After a while, Xiang Yindong came over with fried eggs.

The two of them watched the news while swiping their mobile phones, while eating breakfast slowly, they seemed to have a tacit understanding.

After breakfast, Xiang Yindong found that Zuo Tong was staring at him all the time, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

Zuo Tong supported his chin with one hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "It's nothing, I just think that you look like...a good wife and mother."

"Fuck you, you still run on me when you get a bargain!" Xiang Yindong glared at him.

"With your skill, it would be a pity if you don't get married!"

"Marry your uncle!" Xiang Yindong blushed inexplicably, the image of Zuo Tong pushing himself down suddenly appeared in his mind, he quickly packed up the tableware and ran to the kitchen.

"I don't have a master!"

Zuo Tong crossed his legs and sat on the sofa watching TV, showing no intention of helping.

The thing he fears the most in his life is doing housework, and he absolutely stays away from places like the kitchen.

At this moment, Young Master Xiang, the "good wife and loving mother", was washing the tableware when he faintly sensed that something was not quite right.

Even if he wants to marry, Zuo Tong should marry him, right?

When did he default to the following one?

This is obviously unscientific!

When he realized what he was thinking, Xiang Yindong shuddered, shook his head quickly, and worked hard.