Fog River

The exquisitely carved wooden door opened from the inside, and the cold air poured in, causing Guan Yue to tighten her woolen coat a little. She stroked Zhuo Ke's temples and said softly.

"Say hello to the old lady for me."

Hearing what his wife said, Zhuo Ke also felt guilty in his heart. Although the incident between the two of them was not good at the beginning, Guan Yue has been with him for so many years, but now he is still treated like an outsider and is not treated well.

But there is no way, those are my parents, their age is there, and there are still a few years left.

Zhuo Ke kissed Qin Guanyue's forehead: "I have wronged you."

"It's okay, the old lady and they are important." Guan Yue with a decent smile, like all virtuous wives, straightened Li Zhuoke's collar, "Okay, go, don't be late."

Zhuo Ke touched her arm, smiled at her, then walked out, and got into the Mercedes-Benz parked at the door.

Guan Yueting stood at the door and watched the car go away. She didn't turn her face away until the shadow disappeared and turned to the living room on the first floor.

As soon as he stepped in, he heard Zhuo Fan's ridicule.

"Hey, I didn't say, why do you look so outrageous in such a serious suit on your body?"

While looking at himself in the full-length mirror, he also felt irritated. He tried on several suits, but none of them looked strange on him.

It's like putting it on abruptly, which is very inconsistent.

In fact, he also knew the reason. In the final analysis, it was the marginal atmosphere brought about by his incomplete emotions.

It is engraved in every inch of bone veins and cannot be erased.

While looking at himself in the mirror, he tried hard to recall the videos he had watched, and followed the teaching methods in the videos to weaken the edge of his body.

But the more he tried to suppress that marginal breath, the more violent it became, and gradually his chest began to burn, and he couldn't suppress the rushing force.

Bian Yan's face was normal, but the rough movements of his hands revealed his irritability.He hurriedly took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his vest one by one.

But things always develop in the opposite direction, and the more anxious he is, the more he can't solve it.

Seeing the situation, Guan Yue immediately felt that it was not good, and shouted eagerly, and walked over to hold his hand, while glaring at Zhuo Fan fiercely.

Guan Yue quickly unbuttoned him, then reached out to cover his face, hissing softly and slowly.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't you still have so many sets, you will always find the right one, don't worry." Guan Yue slowly touched his face, just as gentle as when she was a child, "I know it will be very difficult to meet the parents. Nervous, but you can’t eat hot tofu if you’re impatient, you understand this truth, right. I’m bored, be obedient, don’t worry, don’t worry.”

Take it easy.

Guan Yue would tell him that when Xiao Bian couldn't bear it.Tell him to take it easy.

Bian Yan subconsciously followed her words, and the thoughts in his mind gradually gathered.

Don't worry, Bianyan, Chi Shu is right there and hasn't left.

With these words echoing in Bian Yan's mind, he exhaled slowly following Guan Yue's patting, feeling the relaxation of his chest cavity.

Zhuo Fan didn't expect that his words could make Bian Yan like this, he touched his nose guiltyly, and walked to embrace Bian Yan's shoulder like a master.

"Oh, Bian Saner, what are you in a hurry for? I have hundreds of unopened suits, and it's impossible not to find one that suits you." Zhuo Fan led him towards the rows of hangers and chose A flannel one gestured at him.

Guan Yue looked at Zhuo Fan's action of choosing according to his own preferences, and was speechless. She walked over and pushed him away: "Don't make trouble here."

After speaking, she gave him a very disgusted look.

"Come on, let me help you choose." Guan Yue took off her coat, glanced at hundreds of clothes, and asked, "Where are you going to eat tonight?"

Bian Yan followed behind her with a slumped head and replied: "Ming Pavilion."

Guan Yue, who has been dealing with noble ladies for many years, knows where Ming Pavilion is. It is very elegant, but it really cannot be dressed casually.

It's just that I hate this place, and the gangster spirit in my bones is really not something that ordinary suits can suppress.

Guan Yue spent a lot of time thinking about it, and finally found a gray tweed three-piece suit from the hanger in the corner, and matched it with a coat of the same fabric. White Eaton collar.

Guan Yue glanced at Bian Yan's trousers and shoes, and after confirming that they fit well, she stuffed the clothes into his arms: "Go and change."

Bian Yan nodded, carrying the clothes into the compartment.

Since she was going to meet her parents, some minutiae had to be dealt with. Guan Yue thought for a while, and called a nanny to deliver the accessories and perfume from Zhuo Fan's cloakroom.

Listening to Guan Yue's instructions, Zhuo Fan turned his head in astonishment and said, "You don't need the perfume."

"The smell of cigarettes is too strong, the elders won't like it." Guan Yue took a cigarette from the push box and lit it, squinting his eyes and letting out a breath.

Guan Yue doesn't smoke much at ordinary times, in order to set up a person, unless it is really annoying.

Zhuo Fan knew his mother well, and it was easy to figure out what was going on, his face darkened, and he asked, "Did my dad go to that old lady's place?"

Guan Yue flicked the cigarette ash, hummed in a low voice, her bent neck revealing the fragility of beauty.

The old lady had a traditional way of thinking, she looked down on women like Guan Yue who were latecomers, and without asking why, she put all the blame on the two mothers and sons. After all these years, she never admitted it.

Thinking of the past, Zhuo Fan's eyes suddenly darkened. He got up and put his arms around Guan Yue's shoulders, and comforted him: "It's okay, mom, now the branch is in my hands, and I won't let you be wronged again."

How can Guan Yue not understand her own son, she crushed out the cigarette butt, and grabbed Zhuo Fan's face: "I have suffered a lot of grievances, you have to work harder."

"Okay, okay, I will work hard, and I will never let you be wronged." Zhuo Fan smiled, then he paused again, and said, "I won't let Bian Saner be wronged either."

Guan Yue knew that he was thinking of Bian Yan's kindness in rescuing him from the fire when he was a child, and joked with a smile: "I have Chi Shu protecting me now, so I don't need you."

Just as Zhuo Fan was about to reply, the door of the compartment was quickly opened, Bian Yan didn't even button it, so he hurried out and asked, "What do you say about Chi Shu?"

Seeing Bian Yan's earnest yet slightly naive expression, the two mother and son were taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing after a random reaction.

Guan Yue walked over to help him button up his collar, and said with a smile, "just now Zhuo Fan said that he worked hard in the company to prevent us from being wronged again. I said, I don't care about you because I hate you. It's on."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to smooth the edge of her clothes from her shoulders to the corner of her clothes, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, is what I said right?"

Listening to Guan Yue's words, the tenseness in his side gradually relaxed, and with imperceptible softness in his eyes, he hummed firmly and slowly.

But within a few seconds, Bian Yan looked at Zhuo Fan again, with that expressionless face again, but serious eyes.

"I don't need you to protect me, I have Chi Shu."

"Hey," Zhuo Fan was so angry that he yelled several times, angry and funny at the same time, and nodded fiercely to his face a few times, "You think I'm happy, and I'm happy if I don't protect you , you bastard."

Bian Yan said this with a hint of showing off, but Zhuo Fan, a single dog, didn't understand it, and Bian Yan also understood it. After all, being single for a long time can't experience the joy of falling in love.

But it doesn't matter if Zhuo Fan doesn't understand, there is a psychologist here.

Guan Yue scratched Bianyan's face: "Take it easy, don't bloom everywhere."

Bian Yan never had this idea of ​​showing off before, but it seemed that after being with Chi Shu, this idea suddenly popped up one day.

I don't know when it was, maybe it was when Chi Shu kissed him, or maybe it was when Chi Shu hugged him and didn't let go.

Bian Yan couldn't pinpoint a specific time, but he knew it must be when he was with Chi Shu.

That's enough.

Bian Yan's expression softened slowly, following Guan Yue's movements, he linked the pocket watch and buckled it to the vest.

This kind of tweed suit does not need too many accessories, and the pocket watch chain with a retro flavor is the best match, like a touch of gold in the dusty sky.

Guan Yue lifted Bian Yan's shoulder and turned around, looked at Bian Yan in the mirror, and asked with a smile, "Are you satisfied?"

It has to be said that Guan Yue's taste has been raised several notches by the deepening of the circle of ladies. She is no longer the woman in plastic sandals in the tube building that Bian Yan remembered.

On the tweed suit rack, there is a long coat. On the premise of retaining the gentlemanly atmosphere, the thug atmosphere of the fabric itself is well integrated with the banditry of Bian Yan.

Even Zhuo Fan didn't expect Bian Yan to have this style after watching it. He heheed and patted Bian Yan's shoulder: "I'll go, Bian San'er is handsome. You... look at it It looks like the guy in the bloody gang, what's the name of the leader..."

"Tommy Shelby." Bian Yan frowned and pushed his hand away, saying, "Don't be so hard."

This really made Zhuo Fan see a rare thing, and he couldn't help but smack his tongue: "Tsk tsk, Bian Saner, you don't see me with admiration every other day, why haven't I seen you like this before."

Tired of saying this, she didn't want to answer, followed Guan Yue's movements, and said while wiping on perfume, "It's three days since I left, not every other day."

"Hey, didn't I talk fast for a while." Zhuo Fan was a little embarrassed, but he quickly walked over, leaned over and smelled it, and asked, "Did it spray the earth?"

Guan Yue replied yes, and explained: "I reckon that Bian Yan should have volatilized to the back note by the time it passed. The earthy back note is calm and not pungent, which will be reassuring."

Bian Yan has never wiped this thing in his life, so he doesn't understand, what Guan Yue said, he will follow, anyway, there will be no mistakes.

It really took a lot of time to complete this set of procedures. Later, I have to go back to the cigarette shop to get gifts, and the most important thing is to pick up Chi Shu. I am afraid of traffic jams, so I have to go there early.

"Aunt," Bian Yan glanced at the time and said to Guan Yue, "I'm leaving first."

"Now?" Guan Yue glanced at the time and found that it was indeed getting late, "Oh, indeed, you have to go."

After she finished speaking, she put away her mobile phone, walked over and took Bian Yan's shoulders and led him out. Zhuo Fan called, so she had to say something.

Guan Yue called the housekeeper to drive the car over, then turned to look at Bian Yan, looking at the child who had grown up since childhood.

Bian Yan was very sensitive, noticed Guan Yue's eyes, and turned to look at her with a little doubt in his eyes.

"I'm bored." Guan Yue squeezed his shoulder, "Don't be nervous, don't pretend after it's over. Parents are sensitive, it's not good to pretend."

What he said was cryptic, but he could understand it, he rubbed his hands awkwardly, lowered his eyes and said: "I'm afraid I'm too cold, and I won't have a good impression."

Hearing his words, Guan Yue smiled in relief: "Bian Yan, in fact, as a parent, there is only one requirement for treating the other half of the child, and that is to treat people well. You have to pretend to be him."

After finishing speaking, Guan Yue pressed the hand on Bian Yan's shoulder with a little strength: "You have done all of these, haven't you?"

Every word Guan Yue uttered hit Bian Yan's heart one after another, causing the ventricles to pound and beat.

Bian Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, but gradually expanded again, with warmth that was about to overflow.

He stood in the wind and snow, the temperature between his lips opening and closing melted into warmth.

"Yes, I pretend to be Chi Shu everywhere, and I don't fake it."