Pure man and clever daughter-in-law

Zuo Tian shrugged, pretending to be relaxed and said: "How can I know as much as him, Jiacheng, don't you underestimate me! Everyone just come out to play, I'm not good enough." He didn't say it clearly, but he said Both inside and outside the meaning, two people are clear.Zuo Tian never took Yuan Yinuo seriously, but he was just a seller of lo mei.People who have money will have a sense of superiority. This sense of superiority is deep in their bones. They try their best not to show it, and they try their best to make everyone equal.Sorry about equality?It's all bullshit.

Regarding Zuo Tian's attitude, Xiang Jiacheng has been pretending to be stupid, but today he doesn't want to pretend anymore, he raised his head, his bright and soft eyes met Zuo Tian's, he simply opened up and said: "I know, you don't I am worthy of Yinuo."

Zuo Tian smiled, leaned back, and put one leg on the other naturally.

"In your eyes, he is rude, uneducated, low-status, full of common sense, and has nothing in common with you."

"I don't think it has anything to do with you." Now that Xiang Jiacheng has brought his words to this point, Zuo Tian doesn't want to hide it any longer. It's impossible to continue to cover up the matter at this point.

Xiang Jiacheng smiled, and didn't explain this sentence much, he felt that Zuo Tian wouldn't listen if he explained it, the point is not here.Xiang Jiacheng only said about himself: "Zuo Tian, ​​but you can't deny that he has some things that you don't have."

Zuo Tian sneered and spread his hands: "What? I don't have anything? A perfect marksmanship?"

Xiang Jiacheng turned his face and looked out the French window.The sky is leaden gray, and the snowflakes are falling down, fine and dense, flying and flying, with a pure and clean beauty.Pedestrians are in a hurry, vehicles come and go, but it is as quiet as another world.Xiang Jiacheng looked far away, as if recalling some past events, and said in a low and leisurely voice, "Yinuo and I grew up together. In this world, he may be the person who understands me. Something happened in my family, it must be You have heard of it too. Those days were very gloomy and difficult, and he was the one who accompanied me to the end." Xiang Jiacheng let out a sigh of relief, and said word by word, "Without Yuan Yinuo, there would be no There will be Xiang Jiacheng today."

"What is this?" Zuo Tianman didn't care, "Repaying kindness?" He leaned forward, stared at Xiang Jiacheng, and said seriously, "Jiacheng, the thing I regret most now is that I didn't accompany you when something happened at your house. By your side. If that person is me, I can also protect you, support you, and encourage you. Moreover, I also have the ability to let you reshape yourself as soon as possible. Yuan Yinuo is luckier than me. He may be true to you. Not bad. But two people live together, there are many more important things. Such as mutual assistance in career, such as common interests and hobbies, such as the same taste and cultural heritage. I don’t believe that he can accompany you to listen Symphony, let’s talk about Solzhenitsyn together, what common language can you have in common?”

"However, it is useless to only have a common language. What I value is this—" Xiang Jiacheng pointed to his heart, "Whether he is willing to pay for me, and I am willing to pay for him."

Zuo Tian stretched out his hand and gently pressed the back of Xiang Jiacheng's hand, his eyes were full of fiery affection: "Jiacheng, what he can do for you, I can too.! Besides, I don't need you to pay for me."

Xiang Jiacheng was shocked, as if he was shocked by Zuo Tian's words.He bit his lip, lost his mind for a moment, and didn't speak for a while.Zuo Tian didn't move, his arms were stretched straight out, his five fingers spread out, pressing Xiang Jiacheng's heart.He could feel his heart beating there, his heart beating.Zuo Tian was suddenly touched by himself, he never dreamed that one day he would be able to say such words, as soon as he uttered it, it was like an oath, a promise, which could never be changed.

In all fairness, when Zuo Tian said this, he really meant it from the bottom of his heart. He was willing to guard this gentle and jade-like person in front of him, even if he just sat quietly like this.The moonlight finally fell into his arms, and he was willing to hold it until the end of his life.

At this moment, Zuo Tian certainly didn't expect what would happen in the future, he didn't expect that Xiang Jiacheng would give him such a big oolong.His reaction at that time was in such a stark contrast to what he said today that even he himself could no longer speak.It was as if he had slapped himself, the slap was as loud as the sincerity he said at this time.

At this moment, Zuo Tian could tell that Xiang Jiacheng was touched, his eyes flickered, as if they contained thousands of words, thousands of thoughts, and thousands of thoughts.Zuo Tian calmed down and didn't urge him any more.Xiang Jiacheng is too smart, and when dealing with smart people, he can only go as far as he can.

When they walked out of the teahouse, Xiang Jiacheng and Zuo Tian stood side by side on the steps.The snow outside is very dense, and it hits the cheeks, bringing a little bit of coolness.Xiang Jiacheng tilted his head, and said to Zuo Tian: "Your scarf is not tied properly."

"Really?" Zuo Tianxia consciously touched the dark gray and light gray cashmere scarf around his neck, "Where?"

"Here." Xiang Jiacheng simply leaned forward and stretched out his hands to help Zuo Tian tidy up.The two were so close that Zuo Tian could clearly see that the snow falling on Xiang Jiacheng's eyelashes had melted and was as clear as teardrops.Rubbing the hands around Zuo Tian's neck, the warmth was almost scorching hot.Zuo Tian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he couldn't help holding Xiang Jiacheng's hand, calling out in a low voice: "Jiacheng..."

Xiang Jiacheng still lowered his eyelids, showing a bit of disappointment in his expression, he sighed, withdrew his hand, and said, "Let's go." He walked down the stairs first.

Zuo Tian stared at Xiang Jiacheng's back, the lingering warmth in his palm couldn't get away.

Xiang Jiacheng drove the Ma 6 out of the parking lot, and saw Zuo Tian standing on the steps in a daze from the mirror, getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.He exhaled a long breath, the car turned a corner, and hooked back to a remote alley on the west side of the teahouse.Wang Yuehai wore his hat low, squatting on the side of the road as if waiting for someone, inconspicuous in the flow of people coming and going.

Xiang Jiacheng stopped the car, Wang Yuehai opened the door to get in the car, sat on the co-pilot, and threw the phone to Xiang Jiacheng: "Here, take a look."

Or say that he is a special soldier after all, and his level of candid photography is also first-class.Those who knew saw it, but felt that Zuo Tian and Xiang Jiacheng were friends drinking tea together, which could be regarded as ambiguous at best;

Xiang Jiacheng smiled while watching, and gave Wang Yuehai a thumbs up: "Okay, you really deserve to be Yinuo's buddy, it's interesting."

Wang Yuehai scratched his head: "I said Jiacheng, can you tell me? What is this for? Why do I feel that I have no idea."

Xiang Jiacheng put his phone away, and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's definitely not a bad thing. Then, you give me a month, and after a month, you can report to your old comrade-in-arms in detail. ,Okay?"

"Hey." Wang Yuehai was embarrassed by what he said, "Actually, I shouldn't care about the two of you, but, this photo, hey..."

"I understand." Xiang Jiacheng said sincerely, "It's your kindness that you think about Yinuo so much. It's a blessing that Yinuo has a friend like you in a previous life."

"That's right." Wang Yuehai said nothing about this, "Those who have gone through life and death together are incomparable."

"Anyway, thank you." Xiang Jiacheng sent Wang Yuehai away, went back to the clothing store, and printed out two of the most fascinating photos from his phone, deleted all the rest, and sent them by express mail.

Zuo Tian didn't sleep well all night, and the process of meeting Xiang Jiacheng and him was replaying in front of his eyes over and over again.Every moment, every movement, every expression, the more I think about it, the more delicious it becomes, and the more I think about it, the more interesting it becomes.

He thought, I should strike while the iron is hot, maybe I can completely own Xiang Jiacheng, and then I will teach that Yuan a lesson.

Zuo Tian made up his mind and asked Jiacheng to come out in two days.He made a reservation first, and went to a very secluded but quite high-end bar.Alcohol is the most disturbing thing, he is a little ready to move, after drunk, what can't be said, what can't be done?

Zuo Tian's plan is good, but the plan is not as good as the change - Xiang Jiacheng is not at home.The reply from Dandan in the clothing store was that brother Xiang went to study abroad, and his whereabouts were uncertain. His mobile phone was left in the clothing store, and he couldn't tell when he would come back.

Zuo Tian felt extremely regretful, but he could only wait.Unexpectedly, the first wait will be a week; what's more, after a week, the one who waits is not Xiang Jiacheng, but the old man - Zuo Tian's father.

Xiang Jiacheng had expected that Zuo Tian would not let it go, he didn't give that person a chance at all, he didn't give him a chance to show good or play bad.When going abroad this time, Xiang Jiacheng not only left by himself, but also took Yuan Yinuo away.Of course, they didn't go out to study or travel, but shouldered a greater mission - Xiang Jiacheng's child was finally born in country M.

Both Yuan Yinuo and Xiang Jiacheng used surrogacy methods to seek surrogate mothers through the Surrogate Mothers Association in Country M, thus obtaining their own offspring.Yuan Yinuo has no other requirements for this, and only puts forward two points. One is that she must be of Chinese descent; the other is that her mother has a cheerful personality and must not have hidden diseases.

Fortunately, the second one is relatively difficult. After all, the traditional Chinese concept is deeply rooted, and there are not many willing to be surrogate mothers. Back then, Yuan Yinuo was lucky and met a woman who was very suitable in all aspects.Xiang Jiacheng was a bit unlucky, and the surrogate mother finally confirmed had a quarter of Russian descent.

Therefore, when Xiang Jiacheng saw his own son, his first reaction was to frown.He looked up and down carefully for a long time, but he didn't see that the white and tender little Douding in his arms was related to him, even in the slightest.Could it be that something went wrong?Xiang Jiacheng wondered, is this surrogate mother reliable?If you make a mistake...

"Hey." Yuan Yinuo next to him touched him, "What are you doing? Does your son look stupid?" He picked Xiaodouding's chin with his index finger with great interest, and laughed, "Don't say it, I really look like you."

"Like me?" Xiang Jiacheng was a little suspicious, "I don't think so."

"It doesn't look like it?" Yuan Yinuo pointed to the sleeping baby, "Look at the nose and eyes, they are still hanging eyes, haha, they are exactly the same as when you were a child."

"Ah?" Xiang Jiacheng blinked his eyes, "Really? I remember I didn't look like this when I was a child, right?"

"Cut." Yuan Yinuo gave him a blank look, "What did you look like at that time, can you be more familiar with me? You can see yourself in the mirror, but I can see it all the time. Haha, That's right, like you, it's your son!" He stretched out his big hand, "Come on, son, let your father and I hug you." He fished it out of Xiang Jiacheng's arms, bowed his head and beat him with the hard stubble Rubbishly, "Little baby, little boy, big son!"

Xiaodouding's little tofu-like face was hurt by the "bad father", and he curled his mouth and started to cry.

The first cry of the baby made Xiang Jiacheng's heart skip a beat.He looked at the weeping little man with a bit of bewilderment, and thought in disbelief: Am I a father?this is my son?

Yuan Yinuo wandered around for a long time and the child was still crying, so he hurriedly handed it to Xiang Jiacheng who was stunned aside: "Hurry up and coax him, your son will definitely listen to you."

Xiang Jiacheng took it over with his hands and feet, the little guy's voice was loud, his little arms and legs were scratching and kicking.Xiang Jiacheng suddenly felt a strange feeling, like moving, like bitterness, like surprise, like relief, or like nothing at all.He felt the warmth and softness of his small body, which was connected by blood, which was the continuation of life.He hugged the child tightly and said softly, "Son, I am your father..."

The little guy stopped crying, clenched his fists, twitched, aggrieved, but peacefully, and fell asleep.