Mr. Dong Guo

When Guo Qiyu remembered that he hadn't told Meng Xiaoyan about his marriage, it was already two months later.

Meng Xiaoyan called him and told him that his leg was almost healed and that he was going to be on summer vacation again, and he planned to return to W City on the first day of summer vacation.

Guo Qiyu hung up the phone, only to feel flustered and guilty.

Zheng Qing is a good wife in name, as if she has exhausted all her aggressiveness and paranoia a few years ago, now she stays at home, prepares prenatal education for her children early, and learns to cook.

The two didn't communicate much, but one morning, when Zheng Qing came out with milk, he asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Guo Qiyu said casually, "Let's see what kind of dishes you learn."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Qing laughed lightly, with curved eyebrows and a very relaxed tone, "We really look like a couple like this."

Guo Qiyu put down the half-bitten steamed bun, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zheng Qing sat down, "I said it casually, don't take it to heart."

Guo Qiyu smiled and said he didn't care.

"However, we are talking about these trivial things," Zheng Qing suddenly sighed, "I was young at the time and felt that I didn't want this kind of trivial life. Looking back now, our life was originally trivial."

"I have always liked an exciting life. I feel that it is impossible to live a lifetime if the relationship is as plain as water," Zheng Qingxu said. A sincere and passionate love."

"Today, I feel that I should read less of those novels before."

Seeing that Guo Qiyu lowered his eyes, Zheng Qing didn't know what to say, so he continued to take up the topic by himself, "However, you can't blame the novel entirely. If you want to blame it, you have to blame yourself. It's because you are not sensible."

Guo Qiyu shook his head, "There are still many reasons."

Zheng Qing finished the last sip of milk with a smile, stood up, and cleaned up the dishes on the table, "Thank you for your comfort."

Guo Qiyu wanted to grab it and wash it by himself, but Zheng Qing pushed him out the door, "Okay, you work hard, these housework are not tiring, I will do it."

Standing outside the door, Guo Qiyu heard Zheng Qing say see you in the evening, and felt that what Zheng Qing said was right, this way is no different from a real couple.

But he never mentioned it to Meng Xiaoyan.

Guo Qiyu told himself it was because it was unnecessary and he was too busy with work, so he forgot.

Every time Meng Xiaoyan called and asked if Zheng Qing was still at their house, Guo Qiyu stammered and said "yes", but subconsciously avoided the question.

It happened that Meng Xiaoyan couldn't go anywhere because of his leg injury, and Guo Qiyu hadn't even heard of it for two months.

Guo Qiyu had never thanked Meng Xiaoyan so much for his well-timed leg injury, which seemed to give him a glimmer of life when he was dying.

But he's coming back.

Guo Qiyu couldn't imagine what would happen when he found out?

He nestled into the computer chair, covered his face in despair, but subconsciously stopped thinking about it, and buried his head in the sand as before, taking a step and looking at it.

……

It's not really like Guo Qiyu thinks, no news has leaked.

Every time Meng Xiaoyan made a phone call, he felt that something was wrong, and it was getting more and more wrong. He began to ask questions leadingly. He knew that Zheng Qing hadn't left yet, and he knew that the problem must be with that woman.

He gritted his teeth, feeling that he had made a wrong step.

He shouldn't have intentionally injured his leg for a moment of companionship, keeping Guo Qiyu away from Zheng Qing, this is not a cure for the symptoms at all!

After Guo Qiyu went back, he was still fine when he got off the plane and answered the phone. After a day, his tone began to be vague, and he wanted to hang up the phone several times, and kept perfunctory him.

Later he recalled that Guo Qiyu was particularly sensitive to Zheng Qing's questions, asking Zheng Qing was like stepping on his cat's tail.

As soon as the plaster was removed, Meng Xiaoyan bought a plane ticket and told Guo Qiyu that he was going back to W City.

As expected, Guo Qiyu was not as elated as usual, and was obviously flustered in surprise.

Meng Xiaoyan's plane ticket was bought the day after tomorrow. After feeling that Guo Qiyu's reaction was really not right, he hung up the phone and asked the housekeeper to change the ticket for him.

He was going back today to see what was going on, and even when he got home, it might be midnight.

When Guo Qiyu returned home, Zheng Qing also saw that his face was not good, and asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything.

It was not until before going to bed at night that Guo Qiyu knocked on the bedroom door.

"Can I come out and chat?" Guo Qiyu said carefully.

"Of course." Zheng Qing sat on the sofa and looked at the anxious Guo Qiyu, "Brother Guo, what's wrong?"

Guo Qiyu stood aside, like a child who has done something wrong, "Well, Ah Qing, I have something to ask you."

"Ok?"

"That, that, Xiaobei, you know that, right?" Guo Qiyu lowered his head and looked at his slippers, "Can you not let him know..."

"Know that we got married?" Zheng Qing asked.

Guo Qiyu closed his eyes, nodded, and then glanced at Zheng Qing's expression. Seeing that her expression was normal, he continued: "He, he will come back the day after tomorrow, I think..."

"Okay, Brother Guo," Zheng Qing stood up, "Actually, this incident really caused you trouble, I know it, and I won't tell him."

Guo Qiyu opened his eyes slightly, and said quickly, "Thank you."

"I should thank you," Zheng Qing walked towards the bedroom, "If you have nothing to do, go to bed earlier, Brother Guo."

"Ah, you too." Guo Qiyu nodded in a daze, feeling that the big stone in her heart was slightly lowered.

Meng Xiaoyan did arrive at midnight.

When he arrived at the door, his hands were trembling, and he couldn't find the key or the keyhole.

He is afraid...

I was afraid that if I went in like this, I would see no one in the living room, I was afraid that I would walk towards the bedroom involuntarily, and I was afraid that there would be two people hugging each other on the bed in the bedroom...

It's not that he didn't think that Guo Qiyu would not be able to resist the temptation of a woman and the loneliness of being single and agreed to be with her.

It's just that every time I think about it, I feel chills all over my body. I wish I could kill the person he was holding, even Guo Qiyu. I just sat on him with both hands and squeezed the flesh on his slender neck without using a knife or anything. Slowly tighten your hands...

Meng Xiaoyan's whole body trembled, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help closing his eyes. He unconsciously fell into such a fantasy again and again, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He pursed his lips tightly and opened the door.

The lights in the room were still on, and the dim light seemed to make the whole room hazy.

Meng Xiaoyan held his breath and saw Guo Qiyu laying the floor in the living room.

It was late at night, and the man was already sound asleep. It was natural to say that he was busy with work, and his eyes had blue circles all the year round, which made Meng Xiaoyan feel distressed when he saw it, but he was a little helpless.

But I have to say that the moment he saw the man lying quietly on the ground, his whole body and mind calmed down, his breathing slowed down, he walked over gently, and squatted down.

Meng Xiaoyan carefully looked at the man's sleeping face, but it was really lackluster.

But he knew that when the man's eyes opened and looked at him, it was as if all the tenderness in the world poured in to wrap him in it.

He didn't wake up Guo Qiyu, but got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Taking care not to wake up the sleeping person, when Meng Xiaoyan lay down, Guo Qiyu opened his eyes slightly, grunted, then turned over and fell asleep again.

Meng Xiaoyan stood there stiffly, his heart was filled with great joy, he got close, and naturally heard Guo Qiyu's unconscious muttering clearly.

"Xiaobei, come in and sleep a little bit."

Meng Xiaoyan also turned over, put his hand on Guo Qiyu's waist, and wrapped him loosely. He was a little taller than Guo Qiyu, and he couldn't fully embrace him in his arms.

Guo Qiyu was also a little uncomfortable by this posture, but he seemed to feel the familiar breath behind him, arched his head, and fell asleep again.

Meng Xiaoyan kissed the back of his head, "Good night, Dad."

……

"what!"

A short exclamation woke up Meng Xiaoyan.

Before he opened his eyes, he knew that his sudden appearance had frightened Guo Qiyu.

"What time is it?" He felt that he had just closed his eyes for a while.

Guo Qiyu glanced at the clock, "Five, five o'clock..."

"Xiaobei, why are you here?" Guo Qiyu, whose whole body was stiff because he was held in his sleeping position all night, unconsciously pushed the person around him, trying to change his position.

Then suddenly reacted.

Guo Qiyu was so startled that he didn't feel sleepy at all, staring blankly at Meng Xiaoyan who was supposed to come back tomorrow.

"Xiao Bei, what are you doing? When did you come back?" He pushed the child who was about to continue sleeping when he heard the time.

Meng Xiaoyan murmured, "Last night, you fell asleep when I arrived, so I didn't wake you up."

"What? This..." On the one hand, Guo Qiyu couldn't believe that Meng Xiaoyan came back just like that. On the other hand, he secretly blamed himself for sleeping too much. If the person who came in was a thief, he might have emptied the house, and he might not even know it. .

Fortunately, he summoned up his courage and discussed it with Zheng Qing in advance last night.

"It's still early, I still want to sleep for a while." Meng Xiaoyan hugged him around his waist and told him to lie down too, "You sleep for a while too."

Guo Qiyu was so frightened, how could he still be able to sleep.

It's just that it was too early at this moment, he lay flat on his back, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"How's your leg?" he asked anyway.

Meng Xiaoyan didn't have the slightest impatience of being disturbed by someone, so he stretched out his legs to show him, "Well, just pay attention to rest, you can't walk for a long time, but you can't stop walking forever."

"Where's the head? Where's the hand?"

"It's a small injury, it's okay."

"You'd better get up early later, don't scare Ah Qing." Guo Qiyu patted his hand and instructed.

Meng Xiaoyan felt a little emotional now, and let out a muffled "Hmm", and refused to say more.

But after a while, he still asked, "Is that woman six months old?"

Guo Qiyu frowned, "Be polite, how can you call me casually?"

Meng Xiaoyan buried his head in the hollow of Guo Qiyu's shoulder, pouted where he couldn't see.

"It's almost seven months, and it happens to be July now," Guo Qiyu said. "The due date of delivery has also been set. At the beginning of October, Ah Qing said that she would strive to celebrate the National Day, on the same day as her mother."

Meng Xiaoyan was noncommittal, "Isn't that going to stay until October?"

"It's not easy for her now, we have to help her." Guo Qiyu still said the same way.

Meng Xiaoyan frowned, "Did you fall in love with her?"

This is not the first time Meng Xiaoyan asked such a question, and Guo Qiyu replied as before, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

But Meng Xiaoyan sensitively sensed something was wrong.

"Don't like her!" He hugged the man like he was holding his own toy.

"No, don't think about it."

Guo Qiyu pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, hugged and patted him on the back.

"Nothing happened."