I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

Wen Yu only glanced at Wei Yu, then walked over.

Stand in front of Wen Yu.

Wei Yu raised his eyelids, stared at the woman standing in front of him, and said in a low voice, "You know,? Actually, I'm currently cultivating fertility. I don't want to beat people up."

The woman's body froze, and her face, which was five points similar to Wen Yu's, was full of strong wind and dust. Even though she deliberately wore a long skirt that narrowed her waist, she still couldn't hide her sagging waist as she grew older.

Seeing Wei Yu's appearance, her original high-spirited posture weakened instantly, and her eyebrows were full of vigilance: "Who are you, what do I care about you if I teach my son?"

"Half of your son is mine." Wei Yu's expression remained unchanged, his brows and eyes were as cold as a knife, "Why can't I control it."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and the whites of her yellow eyes, which were ruined by tobacco and alcohol, glanced around, looking between the two in disbelief.

Anyway, she has been in the society for decades. She has no other skills, but she has developed the ability to know people.

The word "homosexuality" that was stuck in his throat turned and turned again and again, but he didn't dare to say it in front of Wei Yu's fierce face. He just stared round and threw the last photo outside.

"I don't care what you do with men outside,? In short,? Don't appear in front of me from now on!" The woman said, and was about to slam the door.

The iron gate was blocked from the outside.

Looking into Wei Yu's dark eyes, she lacked confidence: "What are you doing? Be careful and I'll sue you... for trespassing on private houses!"

Wei Yu raised his eyes, and suddenly asked, "The lighter and the flowers belong to you?"

"What?" The woman was taken aback, with obvious impatience on her face: "My man gave it to me,? Do you want to take care of it?"

Wei Yu stared at her face, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a very ironic smile.

Immediately afterwards, the door was closed forcefully, and the metal hit the door frame, making an extremely loud bang.

It made her ears tingle.

Being affected by the hated person, she turned her head and saw the bunch of flowers on the table, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

She no longer needs Wen Yu's money.

The boyfriend promised her that as long as she kicked that unwanted son out of the house, he would marry her and be together forever.

Watching the door close, Wen Yu lowered his head, without any expression on his gentle face.

Not even sadness.

He just squatted down quietly, picked up the scraps of paper and broken glass mixed with the garbage on the ground, picked up the ones that were still visible, wiped them clean and held them in his hands.

"Wait, I'll go buy a tissue and a plastic bag." Seeing her cousin's silence, Wen Yiya couldn't bear it, and said proactively.

Wen Yu looked at her from the side, and smiled slightly: "Please."

Wen Yiya nodded hastily, there was a soft sound of stepping on the stairs, and the girl's figure quickly disappeared into the corridor.

The dust reflected the warm yellow light, which was particularly obvious.

Wen Yu pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I made you laugh."

On the way here, he had already guessed that this scene would happen.

During the countless nights when Wei Yu slept wrapped in a quilt, he looked at the shadow cast by Wei Yu's eyelashes, and then to the beautifully curved bridge of the nose.

Others have always said that he has a dull and boring personality, and the only thing he can show is his pretty face.

But... what is the face?

You can't be eighteen forever, but someone will always be eighteen.

Even if one day the elementary school boy figured it out and changed directions, he would let go quietly, wishing Wei Yu that he could find someone better.

It's just that whenever Wen Yu thinks of this scene, Wen Yu's heart will ache.

Too stuffy to breathe.

"It's okay." Wei Yu stretched out his hand and patted his head pretending to be mature, "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

Wen Yu was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his phone: "WeChat."

Wei Yu took out his phone from his pocket, and there were a few eye-catching signs under Wen Yu's name, typing.

Wen Yu couldn't type fast, Wei Yu just waited quietly, and a long string of characters came over in batches.

The story is not complicated.

It is probably because the old Wen's family was not in good order. The scholarly family that had been running private schools since the feudal era had an unfilial son in Wen Yu's previous generation.

It's Wen Yu's father.

His father knows everything about eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He met Wen Yu's mother in a wine bar. The two married in a flash in the early 90s, and then had a child.

Wen Yu was born just like that.

Young and fashionable and bewitched by sweet words, as the days passed, Wen Yu's mother finally found out that something was wrong, and filed for divorce with her father when she was in Wen Yu's kindergarten.

The court assigned the child to the mother, and the father left the small town as soon as he turned around in order to avoid regular maintenance payments, and he was never seen again.

Wen Yu's mother has no skills, only one face, and because it is difficult to marry Wen Yu's second marriage, she finally became ruthless today and vowed to leave this troublemaker.

In her words, it was a waste who refused to give her living expenses when she was an adult.

[Wen Yu]: I gave it.

[Wen Yu]: At the beginning, it was 5000 a month, and later it rose to 8000. I dare not give any more.

[Wen Yu]: I'm afraid that she, like my father, will be infected with bad things.

Wen Yu lowered his head, Wei Yu couldn't see his face, but he could almost guess the aggrieved expression of the senior at the moment.

[Wei]: You are right.

[Wei]: If it were me, I would only give her the minimum alimony.

"Really?" Wen Yu raised his eyes, his amber eyes were as bright as glass, staring at him closely.

"Really." Wei Yu patted his head, "When did I ever lie to you?"

The voice just fell.

The two men, each wearing their own vests, fell into a delicate silence.

It was another day when Wei Yu wished he could blow his vest and knelt on the washboard obediently.

Fortunately, Wen Yu is not very sensitive to games, otherwise he would have already guessed the clue based on his keenness.

Throwing away the inexplicable thoughts in his head, Wei Yu squatted down and cleaned up the mess on the ground together.

Touching the ashes with his fingers, Wei Yu found a photo of the green field from among the debris.

In the picture, Wen Yu, who was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, was standing on the podium, hiding at the end of the crowd, his head was covered with sweat, his bare calf was covered with bruises from falling out, and his small hands were pitifully thin. He was also clutching an almost crumpled award certificate, which printed the 300th place award in the 20-meter race.

Wei Yu raised his eyebrows, held the photo in front of Wen Yu, and asked, "A total of 20 contestants?"

Wen Yu paused, with embarrassment in his eyes, and argued, "Not only."

"How many people are there?"

"...21."

Wei Yu laughed immediately, the young man's brows and eyes stretched out, and he leaned back and forth laughing in the cramped stairwell.

The laughter gradually stopped. He tidied up the photos and carefully put them in Wen Yu's hands.

Wei Yu is not someone who can express pity bluntly, and he also knows that Wen Yu doesn't need this.

Senior is a strong person.

He was able to get out of the haze by himself, leaving the negative impact of his parents' original family, traveling from a small town to Haicheng alone, and even saving money to pay the down payment alone in a good community.

But seeing Wen Yu in the photo, Wei Yu's heart ached almost like being hanged.

So thin, so small, even the little face is pointed.

How did a child who looked less than half the age of his peers grow into the white, beautiful, always gentle and decent young man he is today?

"From today onwards, I will not let you go hungry again." With his forehead lowered, Wei Yu's voice was soft, "Excuse me, will you allow me to take care of you?"

Wen Yu's fingertips clenched tightly.

Feeling the gentle temperature on his forehead, he suddenly raised his hand and took the initiative to hug the young man in front of him.

He really can't stand Wei Yu anymore.

Foreword withdrawn.

This puppy will never be given up to others in this life.

Wen Yiya came back with a tissue bag and bought several bottles of iced mineral water drinks, which she handed carefully to Wen Yu.

Only then did I realize that my cousin had returned to normal, and he was even interested in teasing her: "Why do you suddenly think of going home, your boyfriend's affair has been revealed?"

Wen Yiya:?

Give me back the mineral water, thank you.

After tidying up the corridors, Wen Yu packed them up and sent them to Haicheng's home, and then they can continue to be collected when they are spliced ​​together.

Wen Yiya called her parents to talk about it when she was going downstairs to buy things. Her cousin was also a half-child brought up by her parents. When her aunt was not home, Wen Yu often came to her parents' house to hang out. eat.

Wen Yiya's mother has always been proud, thinking that Wen Yu's current height of just over 1.8 meters has at least [-]% of her cooking skills.

"Want to go home for a meal?" Wen Yiya suddenly asked after leaving the oppressive small apartment.

The home in her mouth is of course only one place.

Her parents, Wen Yu's uncle and aunt.

The two lived not far from the street, and Wen Yu could go around the only way he had to pass since he was a child with his eyes closed.

Seeing the nervous expression on Wen Yu's face, Wei Yu immediately understood.

This wave, this wave is the real meeting with parents.

Parents...

Wei Yu suddenly fell silent, and made up his mind to avoid Wen Yu's sight with difficulty.

Wei Yu, who was fearless and fearless, showed his timidity for the first time.

He glanced at the clothes on his body, and then at Wen Yiya in pajamas and slippers, and instantly regained a little confidence.

"Okay." Wei Yu nodded.

Wen Yiya:? ? ?

Give me back your mineral water too, thank you!

They still couldn't go back.

There happens to be a suitable flight now, and it will take off until the afternoon tomorrow, which will affect the training for the competition.

Wen Yu was very sorry in his heart, he really wanted to let the two old people see Wei Yu, even though he didn't understand why.

It's mostly showing off.

Tell those who took care of him and loved him, I have found my place, you don't need to care about me, I can live well.

While Wei Yu wasn't paying attention, Wen Yu secretly took a picture of his profile and sent it to his aunt's WeChat.

It was a wish fulfilled.

Called an online car-hailing car to the airport, and a few people were sitting in the milk tea shop on the street waiting for the car, when they suddenly saw a Mercedes-Benz parked downstairs.

This company has long since closed down, and the people who still live in the company's apartment are basically the elderly whose children have moved away, or the young people who have no money to choose a new real estate.

The woman who dressed herself beautifully came out, with an unrealistic luxury bag in her arms, and took the bouquet from the man with a smile on her face.

Exactly the same as the bunch I keep at home.

The attitude of watching the excitement on Wei Yu's face was really obvious, Wen Yu curled his lips and smiled: "Did you guess something?"

"What?" Wei Yu didn't understand the point of this sentence.

"About... my mother." Wen Yu lowered his head, deliberately mentioning it to give him the illusion of being miserable, "I saw you were observing the room."

He heard Wei Yu's last question clearly, after all it was so deliberately and obvious.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just because she has an extra hat." Wei Yu raised his head and took a sip of the iced drink.

The beverages in Xiaocheng are self-produced by urban enterprises, they have a special flavor, and they taste a bit sweet.

Wen Yu nodded and fiddled with the watch on his wrist: "Because of the flowers and the lighter?"

"En." Wei Yu's eyes showed a trace of surprise, and soon understood.

The lighter came from a chess and card room on the side of the road, with the earthy headline of the chess and card room printed on it, and the bouquet that was already wilting was from a florist on the side of the chess and card room, surrounded by several roses. The tea flower, which symbolizes the dissipation of feelings, is intriguing.

The man who delivered the flowers often didn't have this kind of thought, as for the flower shop clerk who designed the bouquet, not necessarily.

These were all he saw on the way here in a taxi. Presumably Wen Yu grew up here and knew more about the shop than he did.

Worthy of being his senior.

Wei Yu threw away the empty drink bottle, very satisfied with the mutual understanding between the two.

On the side, Wen Yiya, who was also born and bred:? ? ? ? ? ?

No, what charades are you two playing?

No more sympathy!

The author has something to say: double update!

Thanks to the little cute tooth feather for a mine!

Thank you cutie for a mine!

You are so fast, I love you so much