The Boyfriend Return Policy

"It's true of you, they didn't offend you, so can't you have a better attitude?" Brother Li got into the car, and while fastening his seat belt, he sighed at the steering wheel.

The elders sitting in the back were closing their eyes and resting their minds. They turned their lips and said two words: "No."

Brother Li shook his head: "Forget it, anyway, you won't have any communication in the future."

Zhou Jixing seemed to be concentrating on resting without saying a word.

After driving for a while, Brother Li asked again as if chatting: "What should you do? Huh? It will be like this in the future, and you can't get a divorce. Hey, but you're going to find someone else. don't say anything..."

Li Ge said to himself while driving: "But you still have to tell me in advance, it won't look good if people take pictures..."

Zhou Jixing frowned: "It's so noisy."

Li Ge: "Cheng Chengcheng, I won't talk anymore, you take a break, the people from ZR will come to interview in the afternoon, I will give you the manuscript later, you can take a rough look."

The traffic was rustling, accompanied by Li Ge's motherly heart, Zhou Jixing closed his eyes, probably because there were too many unexpected things recently, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't figure out what it was.

Probably because of the feeling of getting married like this, I don't feel at ease, it floats in my heart, it's hard to describe.

……

The Xu Du who didn't care about anything in Brother Li's mouth left a handsome back for the person he married less than an hour ago, and then shivered in the cold wind and waited for the car for more than half an hour.

It's really... handsome in less than 2 minutes.

"Fuck, fuck..." Xu Du was so cold that he rubbed the back of his hands. His skin was pale, and his redness was also obvious. After rubbing him a few times, his phone was in his hand, and the taxi page on the screen still showed that he was waiting.

Wait for your mother!

Nothing good!

The one who came before the taxi was Mr. Zhuang's call: "Son! How is it! What's your match! How's your personality? What's your appearance! Are you two getting along well! Are you getting along?"

Teacher Xu said slowly beside him: "Speak slowly, don't scare the child."

Teacher Zhuang: "Oh, am I happy? Son, bring him back. I'm going to buy vegetables now..."

"Mom..." Should Xu Du be angry?If Teacher Zhuang hadn't been urging him all the time, if she hadn't insisted on letting him sort out the object, how could he match up with Zhou Jixing.

but……

But he could feel Teacher Zhuang's joy through the phone.

Over half a hundred years old, the old mother who had never experienced anything laughed so hard that she didn't even care about her wrinkles.

Xu Du was so happy that she couldn't say it, the daughter-in-law she was thinking of was not only a man, but he had just signed an agreement to find his own mother...

Teacher Zhuang: "What's the matter? Is she unwilling to come over? It's okay, she wants you to go to her house first, so go ahead, remember not to go empty-handed, be generous, I'll call you if you don't have enough money..."

Xu Du opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word.

After an indefinite amount of time, when the traffic lights changed for an indefinite number of times, he found his voice again: "Mom, the person I got was a man."

It's quiet now.

It was completely quiet.

Xu Du closed his eyes.

……

The next day.

The alarm bell rang again and again, and the quilt moved slightly. After a while, a hand stretched out from under the quilt, and groped skillfully but reluctantly at the head of the bed.

After finally touching the phone, Xu Du retracted his hand back under the blanket.

"what……"

Xu Du yawned lazily, the quilt is so nice, even yawning is warm.

Xu Du shrugged his eyelids, poked his finger, and turned off the alarm clock.

As soon as the alarm clock was turned off, the phone screen jumped back to the wallpaper. He looked at the time numbers on the wallpaper. For a moment, he felt as if nothing had changed.

"It's a nightmare..."

Weekly trips, marriage, agreements... are all nightmares.

"How is it possible?" Xu Du muttered, sitting up from the bed, rubbing his hair, "I have never seen any other stars, they are not from the same world, how could it be so coincidental, just Married, hehe, I am indeed dreaming, okay..."

Xu Du slapped his cheeks: "I woke up from the dream! Go to work!"

Xu Duli stood up, and as soon as his bare feet stepped on the ground, his body shrank into a ball: "Hiss—the temperature has dropped too fast."

When he was putting the sweater on himself, he heard someone calling him outside: "Xu Du! Xu Du——"

Xu Du was taken aback for a moment, and when he opened the door, he saw his old mother, with her hips akimbo glaring at him, "Xu Du!"

Xu Du: "Mom, why are you here?"

Teacher Zhuang: "Come and see for yourself."

With a dazed expression on his face, Xu Du followed Mr. Zhuang and saw the evidence on the table.

A pair of pants, to be precise, a pair of half-dry and half-wet pants, with a little red book next to it.

Teacher Zhuang: "How many times have I told you! Feel your pockets before washing your clothes! It takes less than a minute! Why don't you listen! Look at this marriage certificate, how soaked it is... ..."

Really...

it is true……

When Xu Du picked up the marriage certificate whose cover was curled up, he still felt dazed.

Not a dream.

He really married Zhou Jixing.

"mom……"

Teacher Zhuang: "Comrade Xu Du, I am severely criticizing and educating you, don't change the subject for me, you two are the same."

When Xu Du opened the marriage certificate, the water didn't seep in completely, only a few words were blurred, the photo pasted on it, and the printed name were all clear.

Xu degree.

How many times a week.

Really not a dream.

Xu Du: "I'm really married..."

Teacher Zhuang was taken aback by his sudden tone: "Nonsense, it's not that you get married, or I can't?"

Xu Du was still holding the marriage certificate, and slowly returned to reality, letting out a long breath: "Forget it, if your old man has a second spring, my father will kill me."

Teacher Zhuang: "Forget it, you can't get divorced anyway."

Teacher Zhuang took the marriage certificate from Xu Du's hand, put it in the drawer, and then took the trousers without saying a word, and went to wash Xu Du's clothes.

Xu Du stood where he was, looked at Teacher Zhuang's back, and remembered the last phone call, Teacher Zhuang's long silence.

Is she blaming herself?

What is your attitude now?

The sound of water rustling, and the sound of rubbing clothes in the bathroom are stronger than Xu Du, an old man who works faster and more efficiently. One morning, Teacher Zhuang washed his clothes, mopped the floor, and made breakfast for him.

Xu Du was biting the omelet with the hot milk, lowered his eyes halfway, and could vaguely see Teacher Zhuang sitting opposite him through his eyelashes.

Both of them are pretending nothing happened.

"son."

Teacher Zhuang spoke suddenly.

Xu Du swallowed the cake in his mouth: "Huh?"

Teacher Zhuang lowered her head, Xu Du couldn't see her eyes, she was holding a piece of uneaten cake in her hand: "Mom has no objection."

Xu Du was stunned.

"Whatever you want, Mom has no objection."