I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

Wen Heng smiled helplessly, and was about to take the wine handed over by Han Yizhou, but was stopped by Qu Mubai,

"He has a wound on his face, don't drink it, it will cause inflammation."

As he spoke, he took the wine in front of Wen Heng and drank it all in one gulp,

"I'll just drink it for him."

I don't know if it was because the wine was too strong, or if a few people drank too much, after three rounds, only Wen Heng and Qiao Bai were left sober in the group.

Sending Lu Zhiming, who was still calling him brothers and asking him to treat Qu Mubai well, to the upstairs room, Wen Heng helped Qu Jiugui who was paralyzed on the sofa, took out the car keys from his trousers pocket, and said yes to Qu Mubai. Qiao Bai, who stood aside and took a bite from time to time, said,

"Let's go."

"Okay!" She stuffed another big mouthful of fried fish steak into her mouth, wiped the corner of her mouth and followed Wen Heng, looking at his superior side face, couldn't hold back,

"It's really handsome!"

"What?" Wen Heng turned his head.

"No, it's nothing..." Qiao Bai, who was annoyed that he had said what was in his heart, tried to change the subject, "Oh, don't say that this restaurant is quite delicious. I will bring you to eat next time. By the way, you..."

"Joe Bai."

Wen Heng interrupted Qiao Bai suddenly, she turned her head, and saw the boy beside her looking forward, but gently supporting the drunk in his arms, she heard his hesitant voice,

"Your body..."

"It's fine." Qiao Bai answered Wen Heng's question first, as if trying to comfort him, "Really, it's fine, don't worry about me."

Don't feel bad about your conscience. Anyone who faces such a strong parent will have a rebellious mentality, let alone...

In the dark compartment, Wen Heng was sitting in the driver's seat, beside Qu Mubai who had already fallen asleep, replaying the conversation with Qiao Bai just now in his mind.

In fact, she already has suitable surgical resources, but now that her condition is under control, Qiao's parents feel that if a blood relative donates, it will be good for her health, so they come to persuade Wen Heng again and again.

Really are……

Wen Heng let out a long sigh, lowered his head, and slowly tightened his fingers on the steering wheel, it was really enough!

Maybe because he thought Wen Heng wasn't stimulated enough, Qiao Bai later stammered that the two of them in the family were now discussing Zhang Luo's marriage with Qu Mubai.

"I don't agree, don't worry, my sister will never do that kind of thing that steals someone's husband!"

"It's just...brother, are you sure you can walk with him in the end?"

sure?

Wen Heng let out a long sigh of relief. The dark interior of the car was unbelievably quiet. He stared at the traffic outside the window in a daze for a moment, and finally turned the key to start the car.

"Who knows..."

At that time, he answered like this. Qu Mubai in his arms was still shaking, probably because he was uncomfortable and wanted to break free from Wen Heng's shackles. The street lamp on the side of the road suddenly turned on. It's like sparks are ignited.

"Let's take a step and see, anyway, it's pretty good now."

"Hey..." Qiao Bai let out a long sigh, and patted Wen Heng on the shoulder, "Although, you are still my younger brother, if you have anything to say to my sister, although my body will not live long, I will definitely help you if you can! Climbing down from the hospital bed will also help!"

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Heng laughed, "Live well, what do you mean you can't die."

"Hey..." Qiao Bai rubbed his head and smirked twice, looked up and saw that his driver had come, waved at Wen Heng and ran towards the car, "I'm leaving first! Contact me when I'm free."

……

Wen Heng turned the steering wheel to the left, recalling Qiao Bai's words, and for the first time seriously thought about his relationship with Qu Mubai.

The gap between the two is really too big, one is a nobody with no power and power, and the other is the heir of a big family, power, money, reputation, each of them can become a huge gap between the two, not to mention that he is now with The relationship between the Qiao family is still unclear, so the future of the two of them is even more uncertain.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qu Mubai on the side woke up at some point, rubbing his temples and asking casually.

"I'm thinking about how to make money in the future." Wen Heng covered up another topic.

"Huh?" Qu Mubai turned his head curiously, "Why are you suddenly interested in money?"

"I've always been interested in money...I'll work for your company after I graduate."

"It's not that you didn't want to go before, why, have you changed your sex?" Qu Mubai was so shocked that he felt that he was mostly sober.

"It was in the past when I was young and ignorant, but now it's different," Wen Heng turned the steering wheel, just like ordinary chatting, "Why don't you need money in the future? I still want to buy a house, a car, and I want to give Donate some money to the orphanage that has raised me for many years, so it would be nice if I could make more money."

None of the reasons for this guy to join the company are based on money, and none of them have anything to do with him!

Qu Mubai didn't speak, half leaned against the car window, staring at the neon light and shadow outside, the emotion in his eyes was obscure.

however,

At this moment, Wen Heng's unnatural voice suddenly sounded in his ears, young and shy, but with a trace of emotion that could not be concealed,

"Besides, I also want to save money for my marriage! How can I get married when I'm poor and white?"

……

The atmosphere in the car was suddenly silent for a moment.

half an hour,

"I'm rich!" In the rearview mirror, Qu Mubai kept staring out of the window without looking back, but the corner of his mouth secretly raised a smile,

"I'm rich! You can go to someone alone when the time comes."

He repeated it again, and both of them laughed. Wen Heng lowered the window, and a gust of cool wind blew away the heat in the car.

"Then I can't just go alone."

"Then...do you want to stop bringing the bouquet?"

The haze in his heart was swept away, and while Wen Heng was happy, he suddenly found that the plot seemed to have not forced him for a long time. It seemed that since he and Qu Mubai were together, there was no such thing as reloading from the file. matter.

Is it possible...

He thought about it, stopped the car, and helped Qu Mubai who was still staggering to get out of the car. At this time, there was no one in the elevator, and the two of them hugged each other very close, so close that Qu Mubai could Feel Wen Heng's heartbeat, beating again and again, strong and powerful,

"So, do you want to think about it?"

Qu Mubai lay on Wen Heng's shoulder and spoke lightly.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Heng lowered his head, unexpectedly Qu Mubai just raised his head, his lips brushed across his face, thinking of the camera in the elevator, Wen Heng was trying to avoid it, but unexpectedly his head was pressed down hard , The lips are just stuck together.

Consider marrying me!Fool.

……

It was late at night, and there was another drunk beside him, Wen Heng put aside the topic just now, dragged someone to wash up, and then went to bed.

The moonlight sprinkled like water on the two people who were embracing and sleeping on the bed. The slightly younger one frowned, as if he had a not-so-good dream.

Wen Heng seems to have dreamed of Qu Mubai when he was a child again, and this dream seems to have spanned many years, and the timing of each appearance is very subtle, and as the years increase, correspondingly, the time he stays Time seems to be slowly shortening.

On June 2005, [-], the KFC on Children's Day was full of customers. Wen Heng took Qu Mubai to sit by the window, and wiped off the salad dressing on the child's cheeks.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

"Hurry up and finish eating before you can leave here!" Seemingly disgusted by such a noisy environment, the child frowned and took another big bite of the hamburger, "Hurry up and eat, let's leave as soon as possible!"

Wen Heng laughed, and put a piece of French fries in his mouth, "So I said I'll bring you over tomorrow, there are indeed a lot of people today."

"Can that have the same meaning?!"

Seeing the suddenly excited child, Wen Heng was stunned for a while, and after a while he reacted and rubbed his head,

"I see, I will bring you here every time in the future."

"..." Qu Mubai didn't speak, and took a big sip from the coke cup next to him. In his soft black hair, the tips of his ears seemed to have been smeared with blush, and the red was smudged.

"Very good." Wen Heng bit the fries and sighed suddenly.

"What's good?" Qu Mubai raised his head curiously, the street was full of people coming and going, and the black-haired young man opposite him smiled softly at him, "I just feel that I haven't missed any important moments in your life .”

"Cut!" Someone started to be arrogant again, and gave Wen Heng a big white eye.

Wen Heng knew his temperament, looked down at the phone, and unconsciously pinched the straw with his fingertips to stir it gently. Hearing the sound of ice cubes colliding with each other, a small voice suddenly rang in his ear, which he couldn't hear unless he listened carefully. The childish voice that hasn't changed yet, the voice of a baby,

"Then don't miss it in the future."

Wen Heng paused, as if the softest part of his heart had been hit, his eyes softened, and his voice softened a bit, "...OK."