My family is dying every day

When Wen Junlong came back that day, Luo Xuan stood at the door to greet him, brought him a coat and slippers, and brought him water.

Wen Junlong took the water and glanced at him, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Luo Xuan smiled obsequiously, but Wen Junlong robbed him just as he was about to speak.

"No snacks."

"Not snacks."

"If you want to go back to the bar, don't talk about it."

"It's not about the bar either."

"There are a lot of things tonight, so I won't help you type."

"Hey, do you want to listen to me?"

Luo Xuan's smiling face was finally tossed away by Wen Junlong. Wen Junlong was satisfied now, and nodded, "Say it, I'm listening!"

Luo Xuan rolled his eyes, but then he thought that he was asking for something now, so he continued flatteringly: "Uncle Wen, I have something to ask for, I wonder if Uncle Wen can be accommodating?"

Wen Junlong tilted his head slightly, indicating that the uncle is listening.

Luo Xuan hurried over like a dog, thumping his shoulders, "Uncle Wen, can you buy me a piano?"

Wen Junlong closed his eyes and enjoyed Luo Xuan's service. Luo Xuan continued to serve with all his might, "Master Wen, do you know that your younger brother is getting married at the end of this month?"

"Ah."

"As for me, I want to accompany them at their wedding. Do you understand the accompaniment? The wedding march, Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang..."

"No."

Luo Xuan stopped, and asked, "Why not?"

Wen Junlong poked his swollen stomach, "Why don't you say that?"

Luo Xuan covered his stomach with his hands, sat down next to Wen Junlong, and put his feet up on the coffee table, "Da Bao and Xiao Bao have said that they support me."

"Just make it up!"

Luo Xuan said angrily: "Anyway, I have promised Yan Qing to attend their wedding and to accompany them, so you can figure it out yourself!"

"I refused them." Wen Junlong got up to make a phone call after speaking.

Luo Xuan jumped up on the spot, "How dare you!"

"Look if I dare!" Wen Junlong took out his phone and didn't go out, he was going to dial Yan Qing's number directly in front of him.

Luo Xuan immediately rushed up, he was sitting, Wen Junlong was standing, hugging his waist just in time, and howled ghostly: "Master Wen, you can give me a way out, I will eat or sleep at home all day, or else Just writing novels and watching movies, my whole life will be wasted, there is no way out! I will only talk about my hobby of Xiaoqin, you must not kill it!"

"Don't you just like staying at home? I thought you liked the life of eating and sleeping all day long." Uncle Wen replied very calmly, leaning a little towards Luo Xuan for fear that he might lose his grip.

"I, I, I, as an omega, I also have pursuits. Eating and sleeping all day long is not a life for an omega with pursuits. I have changed my mind and decided to become a promising young man. Can't fall any further."

"Oh? Playing the piano is your life pursuit?"

"Yes." Luo Xuan nodded quickly, afraid that Wen Junlong would not see him.

"Since it's all your pursuit in life, as your alpha, I definitely can't stop it. But you can buy a piano, but you can't go to a wedding."

"why?"

"You are pregnant, and you can't participate in weddings, weddings, funerals."

"Feudal superstition." Luo Xuan snorted, and looked at Wen Junlong with disdain, "I think you are making an excuse, you just don't want me to attend my friend's wedding, and I don't know what's wrong with you You can see people's intentions."

Wen Junlong accepted his contemptuous gaze very frankly, and added: "It's not only your friend's wedding, but also your ex's wedding."

"That's your brother."

"Neither can my brother."

Luo Xuan asked suspiciously: "Wen Junlong, aren't you jealous?"

Wen Junlong looked at Luo Xuan from head to toe, with a look of disgust on his face, "Do you think it's possible? With your looks? My vision is very high." After speaking, Wen Junlong hurried away.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean, you, am I bad? Am I ashamed? I'm your omega, okay?" Luo Xuan followed behind him, cursing and nagging.

Wen Junlong bought him the piano the next day and put it in the living room. In the following week, Wen Junlong deeply realized what a wrong decision this was.

The first day, the wedding march.

The next day, the wedding march.

On the third day, the wedding march.

……

For a whole week, Luo Xuan played the piano, and only played the wedding march.

Wen Junlong seriously suspected that Luo Xuan deliberately picked him to play hard when he was at home.

Luo Xuan said innocently: "No, as your omega, how can I be so mean-spirited! I just can't attend Yan Qing's wedding, so I can only play the piano to comfort you. Hey, you don't even know how much I am. have no choice."

Wen Junlong really wanted to laugh at him.

It would be fine if this person played it once or twice a day, but Luo Xuan played it all the time except eating, and it lasted several hours at a time. Wen Junlong's ears were devastated.

When I was at home, I could hear "Wedding March" no matter what I did (because Luo Xuan even bought a loudspeaker), which caused "Wedding March" to keep echoing in my mind at work.

What made him even more mad was when Luo Xuan fell asleep.

"Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang..."

Wen Junlong opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, he didn't know what to say anymore, Luo Xuan was humming in his ears, what he was humming was "Wedding March", and his eyes were closed!

It's crazy, you're talking in your sleep, honey, can't you say something else, must you hum "Wedding March"?

Just when Wen Junlong was about to collapse, Luo Xuan suddenly yelled: "Wen Junlong, you are a bastard."

"Am I a bastard? I feed you, drink for you, find someone to serve you, and torture you, am I still a bastard?"

"You didn't even let me attend Yan Qing's wedding." Luo Xuan didn't stutter when he was talking in his sleep like when he was awake. Although it was clear what he was talking about, his tone was softer and his speech speed was slower.When he said this, he had the illusion of being coquettish.

And this feeling Wen Junlong is quite useful.

"Why do you want to participate so much?"

"I just want to participate."

Wen Junlong asked again: "Why do you want to participate so much?"

Luo Xuan moved his body suddenly, and replied after more than ten seconds: "I want to see Yan Qing get married, and I want to see him live well."

There were many reasons to attend Yan Qing's wedding, Wen Junlong could only ask one by one, so he repeated the question again.

"I won't have a wedding."

Some people can't bear to see others have it when they don't have it, and are willing to destroy it; but some people hope that others can have it to make up for their regrets when they don't have it.

Wen Junlong began to think about the possibility of agreeing.

After a while, Luo Xuan began to hum again, "Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang, Dangdang..."

"Okay, let you go, shut up and sleep for me."

After Luo Xuan laughed a few times, he really fell asleep.

The more Wen Junlong thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He turned on his mobile phone, entered BB Bookstore, clicked on Luo Xuan's novel, and began to score negative points.Although the account that earned negative points last time was banned after being reported, this did not stop Wen Junlong's determination to earn negative points, so he registered another one and continued to earn negative points.

But when Luo Xuan woke up, he couldn't remember what Wen Junlong said at night, so he got up early in the morning and played the piano dutifully again.

When Wen Junlong woke up on the bed, he heard the sound of the piano. He was crazy at first, but thinking about the text he swept up last night, he instantly regained his mental balance.

Luo Xuan mentioned it again during breakfast: "Hey, it's such a pity that I can't go to Yan Qing's wedding. I can only play the piano more."

Wen Junlong drank milk and ate bread slowly, "Actually, it's not impossible to go."

"What are you talking about? Can I go?"

Wen Junlong nodded, "But you will be eight months old by then, are you sure you can do it?"

"Hahahahaha, it's such a small thing, don't underestimate me."

"It's okay to go, but come back after the wedding is over after playing the piano."

"What about the bridal chamber?"

"You still want to have a bridal chamber in your situation?" Wen Junlong looked at Luo Xuan with a "don't be so stupid, okay?" expression.

Luo Xuan said with a meaningless face: "My situation is getting better! Finally, I have the opportunity to punish Wen Juncheng, how can I let it go."

"It doesn't work anyway."

"No wedding is complete without a bridal chamber."

"It's not your wedding, what are you so excited about?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I just want to have a bridal chamber."

"If I say no, it won't work."

The two bargained and finally reached an agreement that Luo Xuan would not participate in the bridal chamber, but Wen Junlong would help him finish the rest of the text.

After Luo Xuan handed over a thick stack of drafts to Wen Junlong, Wen Junlong realized how unequal and humiliating the treaty was.

"Why so many?"

Luo Xuan spread his hands, "Who told you that you have been on strike for a long time?"

Wen Junlong flipped through the draft, "Didn't you plan to write 20 yuan and finish it? The rest of the content is only 20 yuan. Your stack is more than [-] yuan, right?"

"Who told me that I am too busy at home every day to go out and eat, so I can only write more than 20 yuan of the original 30 yuan. Well, it's all here. Sir, you can write slowly, but it takes a day More oh!"

"It's too childish for you to do this. How can the plot increase or decrease at will, and be more serious."

Luo Xuan waved his hand, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "It's okay, it's okay, my readers won't mind. It's normal to accidentally exceed the word count when writing."

But I don't mind, I have millions of people in a minute to waste time writing you a broken novel worth a few dollars!

Wen Junlong began to type in depression, while Luo Xuan swaggered on the sofa and ate fruit.

Wen Junlong was upset when he saw his idleness, "Don't you want to play the piano?"

Luo Xuan spat out the grape skins, "Keep playing, I'm tired of listening to you."

"Don't you want to make progress, to correct evil and return to righteousness?"

"Hey, I found that a degenerate life is more suitable for me."

Wen Junlong began to think about a very serious question, is it too late to strangle him now?