Two pots of water

That Qianqian probably had no interest in this inexplicable "chat chat", and was annoyed by her mother just like Jiang Chu, and Jiang Chu only saw the friend request she sent the next morning.

He clicked yes, then dropped his phone to wash up without saying hello.

Lao Du's wedding was held in Huazi's restaurant. He and Song Jiao had many friends, and the three floors were all covered.

Huazi and Meimei also cared, they have been getting along like brothers all these years, the arrangement is very decent, and the ostentation is full.

Even if they are busy, Jiang Chu and the others have to hurry over to help.

After washing and coming out, Jiang Chu went to the kitchen to find a bag of bread, and casually puffed it up.

Hearing the movement, he went to the living room to take a look. Tan Zui also got up, frowning slightly, with a sleepy face.

"You can go there later." Jiang Chu went over to rub him, "I'm going to pick up the bride, and I don't have anything to do for you now, just go and have a meal at noon."

"I'll go and see Du Miaomiao." Tan Zui pulled his hand and squeezed it, then went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth, "Sent me a message."

"He passed?" Jiang Chu continued to eat his bread.

Tan Zui turned on the faucet and said "hmm".

"I thought he would just cat his grandma's house and never come out." Jiang Chu said.

Qin Zui didn't expect it either.

He was still in school when he knew that Lao Du was going to get married in the summer. Hearing Jiang Chu's tone at that time, Du Miaomiao didn't know about it yet.

Later, it was determined that Du Miaomiao must know, so he called Du Miaomiao, but Du Miaomiao didn't answer, so he used WeChat to type and chat with him.

It wasn't about his brother-in-law's marriage either. He asked Qin what major he should choose.

Du Miaomiao has been at his grandma's house since he came back from vacation.

I sent him a message in the middle of the night last night, saying that I would come back today and let Qin go over at the earliest.

"How's he feeling?" Jiang Chu asked on the drive.

"It's okay." Tan Zui pressed his phone with one hand, sending a message to Du Miaomiao.

"Sensible." Jiang Chu smiled.

Qin glanced at him the most, but didn't speak.

Du Miaomiao was not with Lao Du and the others.

Jiang Chu took Tan Zui to say hello to a few people, and Tan Zui scanned around and asked, "Where's Du Miaomiao?"

"Why did you go?" Old Du followed suit.

He was going to pick up Song Jiao soon, and he didn't have time to keep staring at Du Miaomiao.

"I was in the hall just now, where did I go to play?" Lao Du put one hand in his pocket, and looked around for a direction.

"He won't follow the car to pick up his sister-in-law?" Da Ben asked Lao Du while eating half a set of pancakes.

Old Du flicked the cigarette ash, shook his head and smiled.

"He has a conscience if he can come over for a meal." He turned his face around and looked around again, but he didn't want Du Miaomiao to go and make trouble.

Qin Zui found Du Miaomiao in a small park on the back street of the restaurant.

The location was quite out of the way, and he walked more than half a circle according to Du Miaomiao's location before entering the park, and he searched for a long time before he saw anyone.

Du Miaomiao was sitting on a bench on the path behind a row of trees, watching the little old ladies dancing in the small square diagonally opposite.

It's not just sitting and watching, but squatting, and sweeping over from a distance, the back looks like a stone monkey.

"What kind of look?" Tan Zui sat down beside him.

"Coming?" Du Miaomiao seemed taken aback by his sudden appearance, turned to look at Tan Zui in a daze before saying.

"Ah." Tan Zui looked at him and responded, "Crying?"

"Can you see it?" Du Miaomiao took out her phone and looked down at herself to take a picture.

"It's like being beaten up." Tan Zui said.

"Damn." Du Miaomiao locked the screen and sniffed, "He's really going to marry a wife, and he didn't even ask me a question."

Tan Zui looked at him again, but said nothing.

He unscrewed the cigarette case and bit out one, leaning his elbows on his knees, rubbing the corners of his eyes with both hands.

Du Miaomiao didn't say anything, he just called Tan Zui to come and stay with him.

Apart from Qin Zui, he has no one else to call out to.

If he hadn't seen Tan Zui's flamboyant abs on the screen of his phone back then, he would have to squat by himself now.

From the corner of Tan Zui's eyes, he saw two drops of water falling, and Du Miaomiao raised his arms and wiped his face vigorously twice.

"Damn." Du Miaomiao cursed again in a low voice, "...I'm just a sad butterfly."

That sounds like a psycho.

Tan Zui felt that he really wanted to laugh, and this laughter came out of his heart instinctively.

But watching Du Miaomiao raise her arms up and down to wipe her face, and wipe it down, but she couldn't stop rubbing more and more, her eye circles were red from rubbing, and she was in a state of embarrassment...

The smile that had already welled up in his throat seemed to be pinched by the waist, and he had no energy to arch the corner of his mouth again.

"Have you ever thought about it?" Tan Zui's mouth twitched, and then he paused before continuing, "Tell him what hurts in your heart?"

"Tell me what?" Du Miaomiao sniffed hard, then turned to stare at Tan Zui, "Tell him that I'm annoying his wife, that I don't want Song Jiao to be my aunt, I can't stand other people, I don't want him Marrying a wife and having children, that was originally my home, I just want him and me in my family for the rest of my life?"

These words probably have been lingering in Du Miaomiao's heart for many times.

As he spoke, tears and snot fell all at once, and he didn't even stumble.

Tan Zui looked at Du Miaomiao like this, but what he thought about was about him and Jiang Chu.

"Speaking out will make you feel more relaxed." He was silent for a while before speaking.

"Oh, and then?" Du Miaomiao looked at Tan Zui joyfully, grinned strangely at the corner of her mouth, and a snot bubble appeared.

"I'm comfortable, why would he be bored all day?" He must have said these words to himself more than once, speaking faster than before.

"He has been raising me for so many years, and at the end, he just said that it is for his own enjoyment? I just want to make him feel uncomfortable for the rest of his life just for the sake of my own enjoyment?" Du Miaomiao's throat was tight, and she was choked by tears.

"Will I still be able to meet him in the next few decades? What will he think every time he sees me in the future? Now I can still call his uncle to lose his temper with him, and after I say it..." He twitched He took a deep breath before continuing to speak, the last sentence was trembling, "What should I do after I say it?"

Qin can't remember the last time he cried and why.

It seemed that he had to fall forward until Tan Shuman left.

He didn't seem to shed any tears when his father died, he just felt dazed.

——It seems that the world is missing a piece that is insignificant to everyone except him.The confusion it brought him was even more than all other emotions combined.

Excluding Liang Xiaojia, who went to junior high school many years ago, he has never seen a peer of the same age he knows for many years, crying like a child.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Du Miaomiao let out a "wow", crying out all the tears he had held back for a whole year.

"What did I do wrong that I have to suffer this?" He cried so hard that he couldn't bear it anymore, and even frightened the people on the other side of the small square to look this way and didn't care.

"I don't have a father or a mother anymore, Tan Zui, you still have your brother, and I don't even have my uncle." Du Miaomiao put her eye sockets on her knees hard, and picked the wooden slats of the bench with her fingers, digging hard The short nails split a white mark outward.

"I really don't have a home," he said.

Tan Zui sat by and listened, but still couldn't say a word.

——This kind of thing is not what you want, and not everyone can get what they want.

——The thing that is more uncomfortable than you are now is that one day you see him really uncomfortable.

His mind was full of Du Miaomiao's crying and the words of Kang Che.

During the time when his uncle went to pick up the bride, Du Miaomiao huddled in the alley of the small park and cried until the dark, and even called the security guards.

The security guard tilted his neck in bewilderment to watch Du Miaomiao cry for a while, and asked Tan Zui a few questions, and Tan Zui said that Du Miaomiao had failed the college entrance examination.

They all failed the rankings, and the security guards couldn't stop them from crying, so they had to symbolically remind Du Miaomiao to cry and sit up and cry, don't squat on it and step on the chair, because others can't sit still after crying.

After crying this long and heart-wrenching passage, Du Miaomiao seemed to be tired, and sat on the chair in a daze for a while.

"Let's go." Finally, he rubbed his nose and said to Tan Zui under his throat, "It's time to eat."

Du Miaomiao didn't sit with his grandfather's family, just like every time Lao Du took him out to play, he went to sit at the same table with Daben Jiangchu and the others, next to Tan Zui.

At the beginning of the wedding, all the lights were turned on, leaving only the red carpet arch and the circular flower pool in the middle of the hall lit.

Except when the master of ceremonies said, "Exchange the rings and kiss the bride", Tan never saw Du Miaomiao secretly raise her arm to wipe away her tears.

Afterwards, he picked up a few dishes with chopsticks indiscriminately, and ran away before the bride and groom came over to toast at the table.

"Where's Du Miaomiao?" Jiang Chu couldn't eat a solid meal at all, and he went with Da Ben and the others once in a while, and now he just washed his hands and came to sit down, and took a sip of his drink from Tan Zui's cup.

"Let's go." Tan Zui was a little distracted, staring at Jiang Chu for a while before looking away.

Jiang Chu was not surprised either. Du Miaomiao would not be called Du Miaomiao if she was not self-willed.

"Have you eaten?" He glanced at Tan Zui's plate, as if he had never touched his chopsticks.

"I'm not hungry." Tan Zui frowned as he heard the laughter and laughter around the banquet, suddenly feeling very annoyed.

Staying in this environment for more than a second will make you feel that you are out of place and annoying.

"Give me the car keys, bro, I'll go back first too." He turned on his phone to check the time.

I came out early in the morning, and it was already past one in the afternoon.

Jiang Chu originally had this plan.

There was another round of dinner with their real friends in the evening, and they were not free in the afternoon, so there was no need for Tan Zui to spend time here.

He had already put down the cup and was about to take out the keys, but he turned his head to look at Tan Zui's expression again, and took his hand back.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Chu was also very vigilant due to the fever recently, and bent two fingers to touch Tan Zui's forehead, "Uncomfortable?"

"No." Qin finally pinned his neck, "I'm sleepy."

Jiang Chu didn't speak.

The turntable on the dining table happened to turn to a plate of fruit. He grabbed a tooth of watermelon and ate it in two bites. He dropped the melon rind, wiped his hands and stood up: "I'll take it to you."

"No need." Qin didn't want to delay Jiang Chu's running back and forth, and frowned again, "I'll take a taxi, you..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Chu interrupted him, gestured to Baoli who was next to him, and walked out directly, "Hurry up while I'm not drinking."

Emotions are something that cannot be hidden.

The closer people are, the more they can influence each other.

Quickly going to the parking lot one after the other, Jiang Chu opened the car door and got in, then slammed the door shut.

Tan Zui glanced at him through the windshield, and sat in the passenger seat in silence.

There seemed to be a sudden energy between the two, and no one spoke for half of the journey.

"What's going on with you these two days?" Jiang Chu finally pushed down the car window and asked after being stuck in front of a big intersection with a red light for more than 90 seconds.

"What's wrong?" Tan Zui turned to look at him.

"You have to be like this when you have a temper, isn't it Tan Zui?" Jiang Chu was a little annoyed when he stared at him, "How old are you? Can you speak directly if you have something on your mind, and don't just stay there? ?”

As soon as Jiang Chu said this, Tan Ji almost couldn't help raising his eyebrows at him.

"Are you talking to me?" He stared at Jiang Chu and asked.

"Speak up if you have something to say, don't get angry with me." Jiang Chu frowned and stared back.

"What did your mother tell you, what did your father tell you, what to do with them, how to solve them, what do you think," Tan Zui didn't hesitate, and said in one breath, "Have you told me? "

The car was quiet for two short seconds, Jiang Chu stared at Tan Zui without blinking.

In such a short two seconds, every phone call, every look, every sentence, every hint, every suggestion from my mother, disturbed Tan Zui's absent-minded avoidance and perfunctory treatment of him in the past two days. .

"What did I tell you?" His brain was hot, and the corners of his mouth were pulled up stiffly.

"It's not that you fucking told me don't think about it, I don't know what to do. What did I tell you? I told you what you can do! What do you think I can do?!" Jiang Chu could hardly hold down his voice.

Qin Zui didn't have time to distinguish his mood when he heard these words.

Just as the nerves in his head were about to tense, he suddenly slammed into the car door, and a large truck passed by with a "beep" sounding its horn in the corner of his vision, and he raised his arms reflexively towards Jiang Chu. block.

Jiang Chu also realized that he actually kicked the gas pedal in his annoyance, hurriedly slammed in the direction of the protective belt, and almost stopped the car on the spot.

The sound of the horns all around was startling and vague.

For a moment, Tan was most unsure if he was dreaming just now.

He glanced out the window, they were indeed not behind the red light line just now, but parked obliquely a few meters away, and a car on the opposite side was almost honking at them with its head on its head.

After confirming that the car hadn't overturned or been hit, Jiang Chu and him were still sitting peacefully, and Tan's most blank consciousness and huge heartbeat slowly came back into the cage.

He stared again at Jiang Chu, who still had a frightened and hesitant look on his face, staring intently, the corners of his mouth pursed forcefully.