I became popular after marrying a rebel

Hearing Makino's question, Wen Ya felt his heart beat two beats uncontrollably.

There is no entertainer who has wasted his youth in Lei dramas and does not hope that one day he will have a new owner to redeem him. What's more, Wen Ya's gathering point is far more than just wasting his youth - if it weren't for Zhang Caijun's ability in the past few years, He was given some job opportunities, and his situation was basically the same as that of being snowed. At most, he could only get a guaranteed salary, not to mention repaying the family's foreign debts, and it was difficult to support himself.Not to mention his expectations and plans for his future at the beginning of his career, to go to university, to improve his acting skills, these are even more unrealistic, like a fantasy.

And if there is a chance to leave the gathering point, let him even receive a few more normal roles.

Muye didn't urge him to answer, Wen Ya stood up, stepped back a little, sat down on the bay window again, pondered for a moment, then looked at Muye again, and replied softly: "Of course I want to terminate the contract, but I would like to know--"

"Xuanhe is not doing charity. The liquidated damages in my contract is 300 million. Under normal circumstances, only when the value I bring can far exceed this 300 million, will the new owner be willing to pay the liquidated damages for me. But now I don't have such value yet, so, in fact, you pay the liquidated damages for me, don't you?"

Makino said, "Yes."

Wen Ya nodded and sighed lightly.

He didn't know how to explain it to Makino. In fact, what he cared about was not the 300 million liquidated damages—he knew it would be nothing to him. He just didn't want Makino to think that he was obliged to pay for his future. fate.That kind of feeling would confuse his feelings, and he didn't want to force himself to stay by his side just in case Makino realized that he had another love one day, but because he thought it was his responsibility to take care of him and protect him.

It was like that year when he picked him up from the flood, brought him all the way back to the Blood Evil Palace, and since then it seemed to be his responsibility to heal his illness and prolong his life.Even in his cognition at the time, Wen Zhuyu was the ruthless master who shot him off the cliff with his own hands, and let him linger on the cliff for seven days without food and water, with no choice but to survive or die; He was the despicable person who set up the magic formation on the Shuangxue Peak and lured him into the formation with his old kindness.

His long wind is the most kind-hearted young man in the world.

He stood up, approached him, lowered his head and stretched out his hands to rub his short hair, "Let me think about this matter again, now, should you treat me as a landlord first and invite me to lunch?"

Makino was still sitting where he was, grabbed his hand and held it tightly, leaned to his lips and kissed it lightly, raised his head to look at him seriously, and said, "Okay."

"However, Wen Ya, I want you to know that I am Xuanhe's second shareholder, holding 27% of the shares, and I can also be regarded as Xuanhe's boss. I invited you to Xuanhe, not entirely out of personal emotional decision, It's because I know your ability, the commercial value you can create will far exceed the 300 million."

"So, the question you need to consider now is nothing else. Do you want to give me a chance to make money?"

Wen Ya's heart softened into a mess, and he replied with a smile, "Understood, I will seriously consider it."

For lunch, Makino really put on a very serious posture to prepare children's butterfly noodles with boiled tomatoes and eggs, but Wen Ya declined.

So he planned to cook spinach vermicelli again, but Wen Ya declined again.

In the end, Wen Ya rummaged through his refrigerator and cooked a few light and quick side dishes on the stove, because he really didn't want to eat noodles anymore.

Makino felt deeply sorry for not being able to cook him a meal, but after Wen Ya saw his posture with a knife, he immediately comforted him and said that washing dishes also made a major contribution to a meal, and it was finally He successfully dispelled his obsession with cooking.

Nothing to do in the afternoon, Makino has winter vacation homework to do, next semester to hand in study notes and film reviews, like a docile and clingy dog, hugging Wen Ya and flipping through "Shi Hui Tan Yi Lu", slapping on the paper When marking, the arm should also maintain the posture around him, which is not too awkward.Wen Ya looked for a movie to watch, felt that this posture was a bit inconvenient, tried to move out from between his arms, but was hugged back by Muye dissatisfied, and tightened the arms holding him tightly.

Wen Ya turned his head to look at him, thinking in his heart, he should be born like a spoiled and beautiful kitten, with a hint of arrogance and indifference between his brows, but for some reason, his temperament is not like a cat at all.

He was abandoned at the foot of the cliff back then, but if he had a trace of temperament, he might never see him again for the rest of his life, let alone bring him back to the Blood Evil Palace.The kitten is very cool, and would rather go away proudly. Although the puppy will be angry and wronged, but it loves people too much, so even if it is angry, as long as it hears people calling its name, it will be happy. Still going back.

Wen Ya felt very distressed, so he had no choice but to let him hug him. The two of them were doing their own things quietly like this, and they didn't feel bored or embarrassed.

After watching more than half of the movie like this, he felt a little sleepy, so he took a nap against Makino, and had a dark and sweet sleep that was rare recently.When I woke up, it was completely dark, and I rubbed my pillows, only to realize that I had moved from the sofa to the big soft bed. The quilt carried a warm and dry fragrance, which was the smell of Makino, obviously not the guest room.

He found the phone by the bed, pressed it to check the time, only to find that there were more than a dozen missed calls on it, all from the same number in the afternoon.

That number also sent a long text message, there was no branch, no punctuation, and the words were all squeezed into a ball. After reading two lines, Wen Ya felt a headache, hesitated for a moment, and simply dialed back.

"Hey."

When he just woke up, his voice was still a little fuzzy and hoarse, but the other party seemed very excited about the fact that he had called, "Son, did you read the message I sent you?"

Wen Ya said: "I haven't watched it yet, tell me, I'm listening."

Hearing him say this on the other side, he paused for a moment, and could only hear embarrassing and cramped breathing on the phone.After a long while, the woman finally said slowly, "Son, I'll go back this year to see your grandma and your uncle."

"I took my husband and daughter back together. They didn't know you yet. I planned to tell them years ago, but I really didn't know how to say this. I was afraid that when we met again, everyone would have a bad New Year's Eve." It just so happens that you are also busy with work, so you should just do Mom a favor and don’t go back this year. Your grandma is also getting old, Dodo will be in the third grade next year, and she hasn’t seen her yet—”

Wen Ya was not born out of wedlock, but a "trouble" caused by his mother when she was young and absurd.

A girl from a small town, lacking knowledge of physical hygiene, and catching up with the 90s, the social atmosphere is romantic and open, and the child's father does not know who the child's father is if he is not careful.The intention was that she didn't want to, but it was too late when she mustered up the courage to fall. Seven months later, she was already a living baby when she landed. No hospital dared to induce labor for her, so she had to give birth.

After the child was born, she also raised him for a few years, but her reputation in such a small town was bad, and she always had to poke the spine of people with long tongues and broken mouths behind her back. The life of working alone and taking care of the child was really too hard. She Still young, very unwilling, endured it for several years, and finally threw the child at the door of the elder brother, and went south alone, and there was no news for many years.

Wen Ya's uncle was just an ordinary worker. At that time, his family had just added a new child, and raising another child who had reached school age was too heavy a burden. Naturally, he didn't want to, but the younger sister couldn't be contacted, and the child couldn't really be sent to welfare after all. In the courtyard, I had to raise it temporarily, and it took more than ten years to raise it like this.When she came back, Wen Ya was already 20 years old, and had been drifting alone in Beijing for two or three years. When mother and child met each other, they were already like strangers.

His mother is in a good financial situation now, and she followed her husband in the rubber business in a small country in the southeast. She also mentioned that she wanted to give him some compensation, but Wen Ya only said that her life was okay, and she didn't owe him anything, and she didn't need her compensation. She transferred the money to her uncle, and in the next few years, the two had no more contact, but only met a few times.

Later, Wen Ya traveled through books and experienced life and death several times in the world of "Dan Xin". He was injured and sick, wandering in the rivers and lakes, and when he was so sick that he didn't know about his personnel and didn't even have a sip of water. I have called Changfeng, but I have never called Mom.In fact, he can't speak of resentment towards her, and he can even understand her difficulties to some extent. He just doesn't care about her. In his memory, she has long been blurred, no different from a distant relative who doesn't move around often, but he didn't expect One day, she will receive an unsolicited call from her.

Calling on my own initiative, but because of such a thing, it is embarrassing when I open my mouth.

He has not seen his family for 100 years. Although his grandmother did not love him in the early years, she sometimes said that he was an outsider and a little debt collector. His aunt also had no good face towards him because of the pressure of raising an extra child. , but after all, they are all kind people, and after getting along with each other for a long time, they gradually accepted him.That year, my uncle lost the ability to work due to illness. The surgery alone cost the family money, and the follow-up expenses were unsustainable. He voluntarily gave up his studies and went out to look for job opportunities. His family members came to persuade him to go back. Obviously, he had no other choice. , I would still tell him that the money matter should be left to the adults to figure out a way.In his heart, he actually missed them very much.

Since he thought so in his heart, he would not wrong himself for the request of an irrelevant person. After thinking about it, Wen Ya got up and got out of bed. The tickets have already been bought, and the time has been agreed with uncle, since you are also afraid that everyone will have a bad year, so don't go back by yourself."

The woman was stunned on the other end of the phone, and then she began to cry softly, "Son, I know I owe you, and you have resentment in your heart, but you can't even give me a way out, can you? Are you satisfied if I cause the family to break up? If I really divorce again, I will lose face!"

Wen Ya: "..."

Wen Ya sighed and suddenly felt tired, "Don't get excited."

He was a bit night blind, the lights were not turned on in the room, and he couldn't see things very clearly, so he walked to the door of the bedroom with his bare feet leaning on the wall.The open kitchen connected to the living room was lit, and he saw that Makino was wearing an apron and tinkering with a pot of stuff. The back of a young man with wide shoulders and narrow waist was like a painting.

And the crying on the other end of the phone has not stopped, "Will your grandma be able to bear it when she is almost 80 years old? Even if you don't think about me, don't you think about them? They worked so hard to raise you so big——"

Wen Ya stood at the door, looking at Mu Ye not far away, and simply interrupted her words, and asked in a flat tone: "Didn't they work so hard to raise you so big? But how did you treat them?"

The person on the other end was choked by him, so the crying stopped, only soft sobbing remained.

Wen Ya asked again: "Does it matter whether I return or not, you must go back?"

The other end said hesitantly: "It's already been decided, and I won't go back suddenly... I don't know how to explain it."

Wen Ya said: "Okay, I won't go back this year. But remember, there is no next time. From now on, I will go home every Chinese New Year. I don't want to see you at home. Next time you go back to visit relatives, remember not to choose the Spring Festival. "

After hanging up the phone, he blocked the number, turned off the phone, and walked out.

Hearing the sound of him stepping on the floor, Makino turned around and saw that he was not wearing slippers. He frowned and strode over, lifted him up and stepped on his instep, and looked down at his feet , asked: "Slippers?"

Wen Ya didn't answer, stretched out his arm, hung it around his neck, buried his face in his shoulder, and said with a sullen smile, "I'm hungry, I want to have dinner."