The President Mistook Him For A Canary!

Ying Tongchen stood on the spot, watching him run further and further away, his expression darkened.

He bent down to pick up half of the chocolate and candy wrappers that fell on the ground, frowned, and threw them into the trash can next to him.

Then I took out a new one from the box, opened it and stared at it for a while, thinking, is it really so bad?

He took a bite: "..."

He threw down the chocolate and rushed into the convenience store to buy a cup of hot coffee before suppressing the strange taste in his mouth.

As he was walking down the street, his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller and smiled: "Where did you go today?"

"I'm by the Seine now." The old man said with a smile, "Listen, there are many artists here."

Ying Tongchen heard the singing of street singers over there, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are having a good time."

"Of course, you have to be happy when you come out to play." The old man relaxed, "I didn't bother you this Christmas, did I?"

"No." Ying Tongchen took a sip of his coffee and said with a smile, "He ran away."

"Run? Why did he run and where did he go?" The old man suddenly became nervous, "Are you arguing?"

"It's not noisy." Ying Tongchen smiled lightly, looked down at the ground, the snow was very wet after melting, and some water was stained on the shoe surface, these were just new shoes, he asked softly, "Teacher, what do you say?" Is there really a life for me?"

"Why, did that bastard make you angry?"

"No." Ying Tongchen was a little frustrated, "I just feel that I am quite useless, and I can't do small things well."

The old man pondered for a moment and said: "I see, you are worrying about gains and losses, it's perfectly normal. But the sense of security requires two people to work together. You have to give him a little more trust and give yourself a little more confidence." .”

Ying Tongchen was silent for a moment, and said, "Merry Christmas, teacher."

"Hey, people at my age don't like this festival anymore. You young people like it..." The old man smiled, "Tongchen, you want to be happy. No matter who you end up with After walking the last road, the teacher only hopes that you will be happy and happy."

"Thank you teacher." Ying Tongchen paused, looking at the road ahead, "I won't tell you, something happened to me."

"what's up?"

Ying Tongchen stopped and looked at the oncoming person in front of him: "He's back."

The old man laughed a few times: "Then I won't bother you."

Ying Tongchen held the phone, slowly put it in his pocket, and stared intently at the person in front of him, who held a bouquet of flowers in his hand: "Where did you go?"

Zhuo Shu looked at him a little embarrassedly, gave him the flowers in his hand, and said sincerely: "Go find something to make amends."

Ying Tongchen stared at the small bouquet of flowers.

The other party seemed worried that he would refuse, so he directly took his hand, put the flower into his palm firmly, and said cautiously when speaking: "Don't be angry, it will hurt you."

"Yeah." Ying Tongchen laughed, "I tasted it, it was really bad."

"It's not that bad..." Zhuo Shu said guilty.

"Zheng Zhinan taught me to do it." Ying Tongchen said.

Zhuo Shu: "No wonder it's so unpalatable!"

Ying Tongchen smiled, and was about to speak when suddenly Zhuoshu took his hand and ran back: "I bought the flowers from Ban Zhang. He said they just met by chance and nothing happened. But they are too close here." It's dangerous, let's change places."

He held Ying Tongchen in one hand and the flower in the other, as he walked through the bustling street, the temperature in his palm gradually became hot, melting the falling snowflakes thoroughly.

After a long time, the two returned to the parking lot, opened the car door and let him sit in.

Ying Tongchen glanced at his watch: "Going home?"

"Go to another place." As soon as Zhuo Shu finished speaking, his eyes suddenly stayed on his face for a moment. His cheeks were flushed after exercising, which made people feel happy.

Zhuo Shu couldn't help but bent down and covered his lips.

Ying Tongchen closed his eyes and let himself ask and respond, but what he heard was the sound of his heart beating like a drum.

I don't know how long it took before Zhuo Shu backed out, fastened his seat belt, walked to the other side and got in the car: "Let's go."

"Where is this going?" Ying Tongchen looked at the route, neither going home nor going to the hotel.

"You'll know when you go." Zhuo Shu said with a smile.

After leaving the urban area, Ying Tongchen was suddenly blessed and guessed a place.

The car stopped in front of a villa, Ying Tongchen stood in the courtyard, looked at the closed gate, and asked, "What are you doing here? You don't mean you want to do May Three again?"

"I don't want to see Wusan again in this life." Zhuo Shu thought of the night we spent together last time, and felt scared. He pushed open the door, and it was dark inside, "Go in and have a look."

Ying Tongchen turned on the light without any hassle, and the room was brightened up immediately. A two-meter-tall Christmas tree was placed in the center of the living room.

He stepped forward and looked up at the tree, which was covered with decorations and gift boxes of all sizes.

"So you actually like to celebrate this kind of festival." Ying Tongchen frowned and looked at him sideways, with a bit of teasing and doting in his eyes, "You still want to spend it secretly at your own home."

"It's not secretly, we lived together." Zhuo Shu walked up to him, "Choose a gift."

"There are gifts?" Ying Tongchen pointed to the box above and asked in surprise, "Inside?"

"Well, I gave a big gift, see if you can find it," Zhuo Shu said.

"which one?"

"Find it yourself."

Ying Tongchen looked at him seriously for a moment, reached out to take down the nearest one, unpacked it, opened the box, and was stunned for a moment: "What is this? A toy car?"

"It also has a remote control." Zhuo Shu picked up the remote control inside, put the car on the ground, and played with it.

"..." Ying Tongchen took down the box next to it, opened it, and saw that it was a children's picture book, and there was a space for coloring beside it, "What is this?"

"Drawing, cultivate your interest in drawing." Zhuo Shu picked up the paintbrush and stuffed it into his palm, then held his hand and scribbled beside him, "Come on baby, draw with Dad."

"..." Ying Tongchen punched him on the chest.

"Well, what a ruthless man." Zhuo Shu covered his chest, "Look again, be patient."

Ying Tongchen walked around to the other side, took down a small box, and opened it to see a few glass marbles: "..."

He simply took down all the boxes he could get, there were more than thirty in total, and sat on the ground to unpack things.

Certificates, candies, game cards, notebooks, tapes, MP3s, old albums, pens, newspapers, sneakers...

All kinds of presents were piled up in front of him, Ying Tongchen looked around, just wanted to laugh at him for being a straight man who didn't know how to give gifts, but when he turned his head and saw the other person's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at these messy and useless things again. one's gift.

They might look like they're here to chip in the last-minute gift, but what if they have a purpose?

These things have never been given to him.

While his classmates were playing games, passing love letters and eavesdropping on idol tapes, he stayed out late into the night alone because he didn't want to go home.There will be no festivals, and every festival is the best time for family conflicts to break out.

Until he graduated from high school, he didn't have any friends who could be named, let alone classmates and friends who gave gifts to each other.

Seeing him staring blankly at these gadgets, Zhuo Shu sat down next to him, and said softly, "We only met when we were 27 years old. I didn't participate in your childhood at all. Let these gifts be given to Xiao Tongchen Ying." .”

Ying Tongchen trembled slightly between his fingers, blinked his eyes, put back the tears that suddenly welled up in his eyes, solemnly put all those small gifts back into the box, and inadvertently said with a nasal voice: "Thank you."

Zhuo Shu turned his head to look, took his face with both hands, squeezed it gently, his pretty face instantly deformed, and smiled happily: "No way, Teacher Ying is still a crying bag?"

Ying Tongchen gave him a reproachful look, his eyes were slightly red.

"Don't be like this." Zhuo Shu looked at his lips that were forced up by external force, pecked them, and said with a smile, "If you look at me like this again, I won't be able to bear it... just take the ground here seats."

"..." Ying Tongchen pushed him away and continued to organize the presents.

"There's still a big gift, don't you want to look for it?" Zhuo Shu bewitched.

Ying Tongchen looked up at the tree: "It must be on the top of the tree."

Zhuo Shu smiled without saying a word.

Ying Tongchen stood up, stood on tiptoe, and took down a Christmas card from the top of the tree: "Childish."

Opening the greeting card, there was a letter inside, and he looked at Zhuo Shu suspiciously.

Zhuo Shu scratched his face: "You should have received a lot of love letters, but how could you lose mine. It would be great if everyone I confessed to you before was me."

"Childish, it can't be Iloveyou again..." Ying Tongchen unfolded the letter paper, stared at it for a moment, his chest felt slightly hot.

——Hello, Student Ying, nice to meet you, I am your future boyfriend Zhuo Zhi.

Will you give me the rest of your life?I will take good care of myself.

The room became very quiet, and Zhuo Shu didn't dare to vent his anger. After a long while, he said, "Why, is the writing not good? How about I make up the words again?"

"Nicky." Ying Tongchen put the letter in his pocket, rubbing the pages, "Move these things to the car."

"Oh..." Zhuo Shu put the boxes into the car without complaint, and when he turned around, he found Ying Tongchen came out and went around to the backyard by himself.

He quickly followed, saw him standing beside a small sapling, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Do you still remember the last time you left first and left me here alone to oversee the work?" Ying Tongchen asked.

"Well, actually, I thought you were going to break up with me, but I didn't want to, so I ran away." Zhuo Shu said frankly.

Ying Tongchen pointed to a wooden sign hanging on a branch with a smile in his eyes: "Then I scolded you on it, and the workers said that it is very effective to scold people on it."

"Others lied to you, obviously it's only through wishing that it will come true." Zhuo Shu laughed, and took a closer look at the wooden sign. The wooden sign was originally written with the name of the tree, but there was a string of small characters underneath.

——Zhuogou, I seem to like you a little bit.Of course, just a little bit.

Go to hell you.

Zhuo Shu slowly widened his eyes, pointed at the sign, turned his head in disbelief, and spoke incoherently with excitement: "You, you... when did this happen?"

"Forgot." Ying Tongchen turned around and wanted to leave.

"No, you have to explain clearly." Zhuo Shu held him back, smiling like a villain, "So you fell in love with me so early, but why only a little bit?"

"Isn't a little enough?"

"Not enough, we have to pay attention to fairness." Zhuo Ju said righteously, "I have many, many, how can you be just a little."

"We also want to fight? Let's do it." Ying Tongchen took out a pen, crossed out "a little bit" and changed it to "a lot, a lot".

Only then was Zhuo Shu satisfied, and suddenly hugged him: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone last time."

"If you stayed behind..." Ying Tongchen recalled his feelings at that time, "It might end badly."

"..." Zhuo Wei smiled slightly, "Stop blowing the air outside."

"Ah."

"Go back to bed and warm up." Zhuo Xing Zhi Bo said.

Ying Tongchen: "..."

That night, Ying Tongchen once again asked about the young man's strength, recalling that when the two first met, his skills were vastly different from what they are now.In the past, I couldn't sleep because of the pain, but now I can't sleep because of the excitement.

It wasn't until dawn that Ying Tongchen was exhausted and fell asleep.After sleeping until the afternoon, before opening his eyes, he realized that the territory had been lost again.

"..."

Zhuo Shu smiled and kissed the corner of his mouth. At this time, Ying Tongchen was really attractive: "Student Ying, I suddenly feel that there is nothing wrong with meeting him at the age of 27."

"Well," Ying Tongchen couldn't utter a complete sentence, "Well, why...?"

"I met you too early, I might not be able to help but want to fuck you as a minor," Zhuo Shu said.

"..."

The two of them spent the whole weekend in the villa, and occasionally when they got out of bed, Ying Tongchen went downstairs to loosen the soil for the saplings and water them, and then he was watered by Zhuoshu himself. .

On Sunday night, Zhuo Shu sent him home and moved the gift box up and down several times.

When taking the elevator, Ying Tongchen rubbed his waist subconsciously, and a pregnant woman standing in front of him also rubbed his waist at the same moment.

Ying Tongchen: "..."

Zhuo Shu smiled without saying a word, and as soon as he closed the door, he smiled and went up to pinch his waist and asked, "How many months?"

Ying Tongchen glanced at him: "Get lost, the child is not yours."

Zhuoshu: "..."

In a few days, it will be the New Year's Day holiday.

The day before the holiday, the school closed one hour earlier, and parents waited outside the school gate to pick up their children.

Zhuo Zi was discussing vacation plans with his classmates, and after a long delay, he packed his schoolbag and left after he was almost gone.I ran into Ying Tongchen who was about to go home by the flower bed, and said hello teacher, but I didn't know what to say.

Ying Tongchen walked out with her and said, "You are not doing well in class this week."

Zhuo Zi nodded, how could she get better!

When she saw Teacher Ying now, all she thought of was Zhuo Shu's face that should be soaked in a pig cage!

When she reached the school gate, she saw Zhuo Zhuo and subconsciously looked at Ying Tongchen.

Sure enough, the two guys had already started flirting.

"Brother." Zhuo Zi said indifferently.

"Well, get in the car first, I have something to ask your teacher." Zhuo Shu's eyes kept on Ying Tongchen.

Zhuo Zi: "..."

Ahhhh, the adult world is so complicated!

Zhuo Zi turned her head three times a step at a time, seeing that there was nothing unusual about them, even standing still and talking, but the sour smell was so obvious!

Just as she was walking absent-mindedly, she almost bumped into someone and apologized quickly.

But the other party asked: "Little girl, hello, may I ask if you know Ying Tongchen?"

"Teacher Ying?" Zhuo Zi glanced at the woman, who was followed by a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, "Who are you?"

"I am his mother, can you take me to find him?" the woman said.

"Ah, it turned out to be Teacher Ying's mother, come with me." Zhuo Zi called out from a distance, "Mr. Ying!"

When the two saw her go and come back, they stopped talking and waited quietly.

Zhuo Zi stepped forward in two steps, squeezed between them, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere, and said, "Teacher Ying, your mother is here to look for you."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Tongchen's face froze.

Zhuo Shu looked at him suddenly, only to see that his face was pale, and he moved closer, with his arms on his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

The woman stepped forward quickly, looked Ying Tongchen up and down, and said excitedly: "Tongchen, it's me, do you still recognize me?"

"I don't know." Ying Tongchen said indifferently, turned around and walked towards the apartment.

"Tongchen, I'm your mother, why don't you know me, I came here specially to see you." The woman dragged him and refused to let him go, "And your brother is also here to see you, Tao Xian, hurry up come over."

The boy next to him rolled his eyes, stepped forward reluctantly, and gave them a disdainful look.

Zhuo Zi was confused by this scene, and asked the boy, "Are you Teacher Ying's younger brother? You have followed your mother abroad since you were young?"

Tao Xian nodded casually.

"No way?" Zhuo Zi was shocked, "You, you, you are my sister-in-law?!"

Tao Xian: "?"

Zhuoshu: "..."

Ying Tongchen: "..."