Necessary and sufficient conditions for secret love to come true

Liu Yutang groped home lightly, and held his breath nervously when closing the door, for fear of seeing his mother sitting upright on the sofa again.

Fortunately, the room is very quiet, only the slight hum of the refrigerator when it is cooling.

Without daring to turn on the light, Liu Yutang threw the wet shirt into the washing machine, and arranged the brush and rice paper on the table by the light of the mobile phone. When he lay down on the soft sofa bed, his body was heavy and tired, but his spirit was still very excited.

He held his phone and looked at it for a while, but he didn't send any more text messages after all. He turned over and fell asleep facing the moon outside the window.

In the house a few hundred meters away, Zong Jing hugged Zong Jiahe with one hand, and held the mobile phone in the other. He waited for a while, but there was no sound.

Zong Jiahe had already fallen asleep, let go of his hand when turning over, and murmured, "Dog~"

Zong Jing chuckled in the dark, helped him put the quilt back together, and closed his eyes.

After a night without dreams, Liu Yutang woke up to the slight sound from the kitchen as usual, with his eyes half closed, he grabbed the clothes next to him and changed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

"Is it packed?" Tang Lu began to put breakfast on the dining table.

Liu Yutang tidied up her hair and felt that she was in good shape today, so she jumped into the living room, "Mom, good morning, what are you eating today?"

"Meat buns, egg pancakes, small pickles, eight-treasure porridge, some fruit," Tang Lu brought out the milk warmed in a water bath from the kitchen, "Why hasn't Jiahe come yet, you can call and ask, huh?" Shirt frowned.

Liu Yutang unplugged the phone charger and dialed Zong Jing, "Breakfast is ready, is Jiahe awake?"

"We're downstairs, go up immediately." Zong Jing picked up Zong Jiahe, and went up the stairs without waiting for the elevator.

Liu Yutang put down the phone, met Tang Lu's puzzled eyes, and wiped his hair, "Mom? What's wrong?"

Tang Lu put down the milk, "I saw a wet shirt in the washing machine this morning, and the one that couldn't be washed was deformed when it was taken out. Whose clothes are you wearing?"

Except for going to a few small companies at the end of the month, she works at home every day and does all the housework, especially now that the mother and son live in a small house, and she knows exactly what her son needs to change and wash every quarter.

Liu Yutang shivered in fright, cold sweat dripped down his back, "Huh?" She asked whose clothes, instead, did you buy new clothes?See it?

Just at this time the doorbell rang, and he jumped over to open the door, opened a gap and hurriedly opened his arms to greet him, "Is Jiahe here? Are you hungry?"

Zong Jiahe was rescued by him yesterday, treated him very close, offered to hug him, even wrapped his arms around his neck and rubbed his cheek against his side, "Hungry."

Taking advantage of the little guy's face facing the other side and Tang Lu behind his back, Liu Yutang tugged at the skirt of his shirt and grinned at Zongjing, "My mother asked where did the clothes come from?"

Zong Jing knew what was going on in the blink of an eye, and pulled Zong Jiahe off his arms and put him on the ground to touch his head, "Go eat by yourself." The moment he passed by, he grabbed half of his hand and grasped it. .

When the guests came, Tang Lu couldn't interrogate her son about his clothes anymore, so she enthusiastically handed Zong Jiahe a baby bottle and children's chopsticks, and helped him cut the omelette into small pieces.

Zong Jing walked to the table and sat down, "Every day is so rich, thank you for your hard work, auntie."

A woman of Tang Lu's age likes to see children have a good appetite, and likes young children to eat well. When she heard this, she pushed the plate towards him again, "If you want to be worthy of my hard work, eat a few more bites."

Liu Yutang sat on the side and acted like a quail, urging Tang Lu to ignore her quickly, and tried to find a chance to change her clothes.

Zong Jing looked at him sitting on pins and needles, laughed secretly, and took the initiative to chat with Tang Lu, "Auntie, how much water is appropriate for children to drink at night?"

"Huh?" Tang Lu was puzzled, "He will feed when he feels thirsty, it depends on the weather and whether he is sweating or not, what's wrong?"

Zong Jing started a conversation, "Jiahe..."

Zong Jiahe's ears were pricked up, and when his name was called, the bottle almost dropped from his hands, and he said anxiously, "Mmm!" The bedwetting was too embarrassing to say.

Zong Jing smiled, patted his little head, and didn't continue, "Have a good breakfast." This was skipped.

Zong Jiahe picked up the feeding bottle again, his small eyes fluttered still looking towards Zong Jing.

Sure enough, Zong Jing didn't say anything throughout the meal, and when he stood up after eating, Zong Jiahe quietly let out a big belch, and the air was slightly scented with milk.

Seeing Zong Jing's wink, Tang Lu also stood up and walked to the entrance, "I remembered that I have something for Xiao Zong."

Zong Jing opened the door, whispered about Zong Jiahe and wetting the bed last night, and finally apologized slightly, "The dogs downstairs are also joining in the fun, I can't take care of it, so I called Yu Tang to help."

Tang Lu didn't pay much attention to her son's shirt at first, so she asked casually, and after hearing this, her brain immediately went to other places, "Oh, there must be someone at home, you are a big man to take care of the children It's really hard, let me tell you, you have to focus on finding a girlfriend..."

Zong Jing hurriedly interrupted her, "There will be a traffic jam later, Auntie, I will go first, and I will talk to you when I have time." Although it is not very polite, there is no other way.

"Let's go, drive carefully." Tang Lu waved her hand.

Like Tang Quail, Liu slipped away from her mother, "I'm off to work, Mom, I'll tell you in advance if I don't come back for dinner tonight."

Tang Lu closed the door, but didn't see the two men loosen their shoulders at the same time, and lightly shook hands before the elevator door.

Zong Jing looked down at Liu Yutang still wearing his own shirt, moved in his heart, and pulled him to the fire escape next to him. The corridor was dimly lit, the door slammed shut, and he lowered his head and bit his lips.

Liu Yutang rested his hand on his back, and gently responded to him, and asked vaguely between lips and teeth, "Aren't you afraid of traffic jams?"

"...I'm the boss, so I don't need to check in..." Zong Jing let go of him, still very close to him, breathing heavily, "But I can't be a fool, let's go."

Hunjun... Liu Yutang trembled with a smile, "Hey, I didn't know you were so confident?"

Zong Jing held his hand and went downstairs from the dimly lit safe passage. The stairs were narrow, two big men were shoulder to shoulder, and he could be seen from the side of his head, and his breathing was in his ears.

In a trance, I think of some clips in the past few years, a few photos hidden in the computer, in which he is wearing a shirt of a similar style, and his face is as youthful as it is today.

At that time, I was standing far away, never thinking that one day I could be like this, beside him, eating together, going to work, and opening the door was the morning sunshine.

Even if the future is still elusive, this moment seems to be enough to comfort a lifetime.

Liu Yutang came out of the corridor with him, let go of his hands, his palms were slightly empty, and looked at Zong Jing's smile from the side, as if something was different.

When he got into the car, Liu Yutang fixed his eyes on the other person's side face and the hand holding the steering wheel, and suddenly asked without thinking, "Hey, how long have you liked me?" Looking back, the love at that time It must have been premeditated.

"Huh?" Zong Jing glanced at him between the traffic lights, the corners of his mouth curled up, "I never liked you."

"Eh?" Liu Yutang was stunned, it would be too inhuman to throw such a sentence just after kissing?

"I've loved you for a long time." Eight years, not liking, more than liking, Zong Jing held the steering wheel calmly, as if such a provocative sentence came from someone else's mouth.

Originally, he was not good at talking like this, probably because of Tang Lu's repeated mention of marriage.

For so many years in the past, he lived alone, and the world situation has nothing to do with him. Suddenly, he felt pressure one day, and he couldn't help but feel a little rebound in his heart.

Liu Yutang didn't know what to say, he was stunned for a long time, and murmured in his heart, it would be fine if he wasn't driving.

The way Zong Jing looked just now made people want to push him down and bite him hard.

The night was breezy, the air transparency was particularly high, and the morning sun was like a golden veil, the atmosphere was strangely silent, slightly rippling with a strangely refreshing warmth.

Zong Jing glanced at his expression while staring at the road conditions, and when there was a red light, he suddenly held his hand, "If you don't respond, what should I order?"

"Ah, um, ah?" Liu Yutang stammered suddenly, "I, I like you too." After speaking, his face became bloodshot immediately, and he was more nervous than kissing on the dark stairs just now.

Zong Jing chuckled and restarted the car, "Do you like it?"

Liu Yu and Tang Fa grabbed his hand and took a bite, "Enough is enough, two big men are so sticky driving, do you dare to change to a more romantic place?"

Zong Jing withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and licked the place where he bit out the tooth marks, "Okay."

Liu Yutang blushed and turned to look out the window.

When the car arrived in front of the company building, Liu Yutang got off the car at the corner, and Zong Jing entered the parking lot. He watched the rear of the car disappear into the passageway, and felt sad for a moment.

It seems that because of such a temporary separation, weak emotions suddenly occupied the chest cavity.

The shoulder was patted suddenly, and the female colleague in a Lolita-style skirt smiled wantonly, "Handsome, are you yearning for spring?"

Liu Yutang staggered, "What the hell?"

"It feels like you're waiting for something while staring at the aisle of the garage?" Yoyo blinked, "If I'm not going to be late soon, I'll definitely draw a sketch next to you quietly before calling you."

Such a good embryo, it would be great if he could be a model. As a painter, his hands would itch when he saw a beauty, and many people in the office coveted it for a long time.

Liu Yutang hurriedly rubbed his face, and said indiscriminately, "What's the matter? I'm just envious of having a car."

The two of them walked into the company together, Liu Yutang was tall and long-legged, and yoyo walked anxiously, "Buy one, the expensive one can't afford it, you can buy a cheap one, anyway, it's a transportation, and I'll change it when I have money. "

The two walked into the building, the elevator door just opened, Liu Yutang rushed in two steps together, pressed the door open button, and waved to Yoyo, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Yoyo trotted over, panting and sighing, "Oh, your leg is my ideal boyfriend standard, but you are not considerate, at least walk slowly, you won't be late for the elevator if you are late."

In fact, the face is the same, the height is the same, the figure is the same, but it seems that there is no electricity, and there are many girls in the office who are thinking about it.

On the back of her head, Zong Jing's face slowly darkened.