Lonely Lover ABO

Tang Yu, the second youngest of the Tang family, is now a sophomore in his sophomore year. He is nearly [-] years old at the age of [-], which is the time to sway his youthful blood carelessly.Originally, he was the main force of the school football team, he had to practice every game, and he played football until seven or eight o'clock every evening.Now that there is no game, he is free, but he doesn't invite the players to play together as usual, instead, he holds a mobile phone every day and pokes on it.

Yin Huiwen took care of business at home with Uncle Chen. Recently, she found that her son spent more time in the room. Sometimes when she entered his room, she would see him lying in front of the computer and giggling.Seeing himself coming in, this kid pretended to open the online game interface, and bombarded everywhere absent-mindedly.Yin Huiwen naturally finds it strange, but at the same time, she also finds it fresh - her son has always been a heartless character, and now that he has a little secret, she feels that this guy is going to be enlightened.

No, on Saturday afternoon, Uncle Chen had something to do with him, so he went upstairs and knocked on the door. After a while, there was the sound of "tap, tap, tap" footsteps: "Come on, come on!" The door opened , Tang Yu stuck out his head, with a little residual excitement in his eyes: "Well, Uncle Chen? What's the matter?"

"Didn't bother you?" Chen Shu stood at the door, smiling a little cautiously.Tang Yu shook his head with a smile: "No, Uncle Chen, what do you want me to do?"

Uncle Chen hesitated for a moment with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said falteringly: "Just... I want to ask the second young master to do me a favor. I want to buy clothes for Ah Qian, but I don't know what kind of clothes you young people like. Think Seeing that you are about the same age as A Qian and are familiar with him, I just want you to give me a reference..."

"Clothes," Tang Yu opened his eyes wide, "My brother just went to help him buy clothes yesterday, Uncle Chen, do you still want to buy them?"

"Young master bought it for him..." Sighing sadly, Uncle Chen pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I still want to buy it. I can't stop buying it just because someone else bought it for him, right?"

"That's right..." Nodding his head, Tang Yu opened his eyes wide, and said brightly for a moment: "Uncle, wait a moment, I'll turn off the computer, we'll go there in a while!"

Although the Tang family is low-key and modest, they are never stingy when it comes to dressing. Most of the clothes are famous brands or custom-made.Tang Yu had been to the shopping plaza in Shencheng several times, and now he brought Uncle Chen there—but he didn't dare to go to luxury stores, after all, Uncle Chen's savings were limited, so how could he persuade him to buy those expensive clothes.

"I saw that Chen Qian was very frugal in his clothes. He changed a few clothes back and forth. He didn't have two coats in autumn and winter before. He actually looks pretty good, but his clothes are too careless, so he looks a bit slovenly..." Strolling in the mall with Uncle Chen, Tang Yu told him about Chen Qian while walking.Uncle Chen felt uncomfortable hearing this, and thought that his son was in love with Tang Jin, so he secretly decided to buy some good clothes for him, so that he could look more energetic in front of his lover, and the gap would be smaller.

Chen Qian followed his figure and appearance, and no one saw the connection between the two at first, probably because he had aged too much during those ten years in prison, so it seemed that the difference was too great.After getting acquainted that day, Jing Xing looked at him carefully for a while, and said, no wonder he felt a little familiar when he saw Chen Qian at the first sight. You two have exactly the same nose and similar face shape.Oh, it's hard for him, he can see so carefully at a glance.

Thinking of the usually unsmiling old man of the Tang family, Chen Boping silently followed Tang Yu, distracted for a moment.Everyone in the Tang family was urging him to accept the old man, and everyone had an extremely open-minded attitude. It can be said that there was no obstacle in front of him.And Tang Jingxing is well-maintained. He doesn't look more than 60. Although he is a little serious at ordinary times, he is not a cover for caring about people... and these days, he is basically the one who is watching him when he was framed. Now, if you say you are not moved, how is it possible?

Now he is 49 years old, he has been mediocre for most of his life, he has not earned any achievements, and he has committed a villain, and he has been stumbled... These loves and loves, even if he yearns for them, he has no energy to touch them.At this age, even if Jing Xing's feelings are true, I guess I am destined to lose him.

Absently following Tang Yu into a clothing store, he picked and bought a few spring clothes and two new summer clothes. Uncle Chen finished swiping his card and silently felt sorry for his little money.He planned to go to Chen Qian in the evening, but seeing that it was late, he hesitated and decided to go directly to Jiu'an Street.It's not bad to buy some vegetables and learn some crafts from my son by the way.

Hearing that he could taste the dishes made by Chen Qian, Tang Yu's eyes lit up, and he naturally jumped to follow.Uncle Chen laughed, and joked with Yin Huiwen's words: "Hey, don't you stay in the room every day? Did you have a little lover on the Internet, and you always hug the computer."

"This...not anymore! I'm just playing games..." The silly boy couldn't lie, his cheeks flushed uncomfortably.Seeing the little fish muttering nervously, Uncle Chen felt happy, but he didn't make fun of him anymore.The two of them took a taxi to Jiu'an Street at five o'clock in the afternoon.He bought some vegetables at the street food store, and walked upstairs with them. Uncle Chen was about to knock on the door, but he heard faint voices coming from inside.Suspecting whether Tang Jin was inside, the two stared at each other with wide eyes, hesitated for a while, and then carefully knocked on the door.

"Here we come!" Chen Qian answered from inside.Not long after, the door opened, and when he saw the people outside, Chen Qian's hopeful eyes suddenly froze: "Dad? Tang Yu...it's you."

"Why, is there anyone else coming?" Tang Xiaoyu'er poked his head in curiously, seeing the person sitting on the sofa inside, his face suddenly changed in shock: "Grandpa?! Why are you here!"

When Uncle Chen heard this, his expression froze on his face, and his mind went blank.Chen Qian pulled them in with some embarrassment, and said uncomfortably: "Uh, the old man came to ask me something."

On the sofa, Mr. Tang sat there upright, with a serious expression, but there seemed to be a hint of embarrassment that was accidentally discovered in his calm eyes.Uncle Chen walked in with a large bag in his hand, afraid that he was dissatisfied with his son's relationship with the eldest young master, so he couldn't help but ask in his heart: "You...you came to see Ah Qian, what's the matter? "

"Cough," looking away stiffly, the old man supported his crutches with both hands, and said dryly, "Just...the things related to the Cheng family. The lawsuit and the media are advancing. I'm here to ask him if he wants to hold a court session. I met Cheng Yuyuan before."

"Then..." Putting down his clothes, Uncle Chen looked at his son, "A Qian, do you agree?"

"I don't really want to see him." Chen Qian pouted, obviously unwilling to say more about this matter.The three people in the room probably understood his feelings. Mr. Tang lowered his eyes, took a long breath of understanding, stood up slowly and said, "Okay, I'll let them proceed directly to the next step. You two...Okay Have fun, don't come back too late at night."

"Old man!" Unexpectedly, he was about to leave, Chen Qian couldn't help taking a step forward, and stopped him a little nervously: "I'm leaving... Or, why don't you stay and have dinner. It just so happens that Xiao Yu and my dad are here , it’s convenient for you to go back together after eating.”

"Uh, yes, I bought vegetables, so you should also try Ah Qian's cooking." Although he always felt uncomfortable facing him, Uncle Chen was willing to go all out for his son at this time.While Tang Yu was keenly sniffing out the direction of the wind, he also entangled it with a smile, and held his grandfather's arm: "Grandpa, you can stay here to eat. Chen Qian's cooking is delicious. Let's go back together after dinner, here It's remote, and it's hard to take a taxi at night, just let Uncle Wang pick us up, okay?"

After a moment of silence with sullen face, the old man raised his eyes to look at his little grandson, then at the tense-looking grandson-in-law-to-be, and then at the sweetheart in front of him who was dodging his eyes... Finally, he pursed his lips tightly and nodded heavily.

Chen Qian waited there with a sigh of relief, and finally relaxed at this moment, but remembered something a second later, took the dishes and ran into the kitchen quickly.Not long after, he cut up the fruit that Tang Jinmai bought here, made a pot of fruit tea and brought them out for them to drink, then dug into the cabinet in the living room, rummaged through some walnuts and pistachios, put them on the tea table, and quickly arranged a plate.Mentioning the dishes that Uncle Chen had placed beside the sofa, Chen Qian thumped into the kitchen again like the wind under his feet, and then there was the sound of chopping vegetables, which sounded very nice.

Picking up the glass reservedly, he took a sip of the fruit tea. The old man lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then said "not bad" lightly.Uncle Chen heaved a sigh of relief, with a grateful smile on his face, as if his son's happiness finally had no obstacles in the way.The old man naturally noticed his expression, but he didn't say anything for a while, just slowly drinking the sweet and sour fruit tea, and taking the pistachios presented by his grandson from time to time.

He came after four o'clock in the afternoon, not much earlier than Chen Boping and the others.Coming here, one is to ask him something, and the other is to get close to this little boy.After all, he is the sweetheart of his grandson—and also the son of his sweetheart—as an elder, it would be too unreasonable for him to keep a straight face.Besides, Ah Jin always stayed here and didn't go home until it was time to sleep. He couldn't find anyone to talk to his eldest grandson, so he was naturally a little depressed.Wanting to see what kind of magical power this place has, so the Tang Family's Supreme Emperor quietly went out and came straight here.

The house is very simple, but it is cleaned neatly and tidyly - the old man came to this conclusion when he looked around quietly when he first entered the door.Then look at the obviously nervous big boy in front of him. Although his clothes are ordinary and his appearance is average, his back is straight and his eyes are focused. He looks good.Talking to him later, the child answered clearly and respectfully, the old man raised his eyebrows, and gave him an [-] out of [-] in his heart.

...Well, as expected, he is the son of Boping, my grandson has a good eye.

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a sound of "stabbing" from the kitchen.A pungent aroma gradually permeated the air. The old man frowned and sniffed, and couldn't help but ask, "What's this smell?"

"Uh," Uncle Chen sniffed it, thought hard for a while, and said hesitantly, "It's lentils... I don't seem to have bought this."

"Lens?" The old man frowned even tighter: "Isn't this something cooked before at home? It's the first time I've smelled such a sharp smell."

"Oh, Sister Min doesn't like pungent things very much, so she doesn't buy much..." The cook of the Tang family is pretty cool, and she has the final say on what to eat.She doesn't like some dishes that are too common, so she just doesn't buy them. It's normal for the old man not to eat them.Now smelling the fresh smell, the old man raised his eyebrows, expecting in his heart: "Yeah, then I'll taste what it smells like later."

Just as he was talking, the sound of a key being inserted into the lock came from the door.The three people who were drinking tea and eating nuts looked over at the same time, and saw Tang Jin with a suit jacket on his arm, pushing the door with a swaying expression, and slamming in like a drunk husband: "Chen Qian—— baby ! I brought your favorite big chicken—"

The slutty voice stopped abruptly, and Young Master Tang stared blankly at the three people sitting in a row on the sofa, with a dull expression on his face.A second later, he came to his senses abruptly, straightened his body, and returned to his previous handsome appearance: "Grandpa, Uncle Chen, you are here."

Looking at his eldest grandson who is not in good shape, Mr. Tang rolled his eyes, and spat for no reason: "...huh."