I made the hero cry after being dressed as a double

In the silent room, the imitation fireplace made the sound of crackling and burning matches. Inside the warm white gauze, the two people on the bed slept soundly.

However, the mobile phone lying on the table next to the bed made an untimely "buzzing" sound, and the man in his arms frowned, his black eyes that had finally opened were full of confusion, and he raised his hand Rubbing his eyes, he woke up.

"Hey?"

There was a trace of impatience in the voice, obviously the anger of getting up because of being woken up.

The person on the other side seemed to be choked by his uncommon emotions, and took a long time to speak,

"...haven't gotten up yet?"

The familiar voice made Qu Mubai raise his eyebrows, he took the phone away from his ear and checked the screen again, confirming that it was his father who would never call him once in a year, the last trace of confusion in his black eyes dissipated , fully awake,

"Well, what's the matter? What do you want me to do?"

"..." The person on the other side didn't know what to say, organized his words, and spoke after a moment of silence,

"Your mother told me..."

"..." The hand holding the phone tightened suddenly, like a threatened leopard, Qu Mubai's muscles all tensed up, he didn't speak, remained silent, waiting for Father Qu's next words.

However, the picture of the assailant he imagined did not appear, and there was a sigh from the other end of the phone, followed by Father Qu's old voice,

"Take him back, let's have a meal together."

"..." Unexpectedly, Father Qu had such an attitude, Qu Mubai was a little surprised, but it was better than objecting at first, thinking this way, he nodded,

"Okay, wait until Monday night."

"Not today?"

"No."

The other person thought that he still had concerns, rubbed his brows and explained: "It's just a meal, to get to know you, and I won't say anything to your little...kid."

"I know."

"Then why do we have to wait two days?"

"I'm abroad now, I can't go back today."

Qu's father suddenly had a bad feeling, "What are you doing abroad?" Recently, the company has no foreign projects.

"marry."

……

Well, it is indeed a reason that is difficult to refute.

Father Qu rubbed the brows that hadn't been stretched from the beginning, the matter was a foregone conclusion, he opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally compromised, the words came out like a sigh,

"Okay, then come over on Monday."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Mubai stared at the screen of the phone for a long time until a warm embrace covered him,

"what happened?"

Before Wen Heng woke up, he heard the sound of the phone call and sat up in a daze, with his chin on Qu Mubai's shoulder, and asked with his eyes closed.

"My dad just called me." Qu Mubai leaned back and nestled the whole body in Wen Heng's arms, clasped the hands in front of him, turned his head and kissed the Adam's apple in front of him,

"He asked us to come over for dinner on Monday."

……

Wen Heng was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

"Huh?" Hearing Wen Heng's answer, Qu Mubai raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So refreshing?"

"I'll see you sooner or later." Wen Heng lay back with his arms around Qu Mubai, the two of them fell onto the bed together, one turned over and pressed on top of Qu Mubai, seeing the teasing eyes of the person below him, Wen Heng smiled and kissed up,

"Still laughing..."

"It's still early, sing a song for my brother."

A big hand slipped into the bed unknowingly, lips pressed together tightly,

"Who... who is the elder brother, I am older than you."

Obviously, the corners of the eyes had been stimulated to produce physiological tears, smudged bright red, but Qu Mubai refused to admit defeat, and confronted Wen Heng with a shattered voice.

The movement stopped abruptly, and with a force, Wen Heng lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to sweep away the tears from the corners of Qu Mubai's eyes.

"Well, okay, brother, let's sing a little twist to my brother to relieve boredom."

"...Wen Heng!!"

The crumpled sheets, the dropped screens, the flaming fireplace.

It's still early, and everything has just begun.

……

"Let's go."

Qu Mubai picked up the black coat on the hanger, turned to look at Wen Heng who was still struggling in the living room.

"Is there too little stuff? Do you want to buy more?"

Wen Heng looked at the things piled up on the sofa and coffee table, and visually guessed that there was no room in the car, but he still felt that there were too few things. After all, it was the first time he met his parents, so he was still a little nervous.

He turned his head to seek Qu Mubai's opinion, but happened to meet the man's speechless eyes,

"Enough is enough, let's go, it's just a meal."

"Is it enough?" Wen Heng struggled, but seeing Qu Mubai was already impatient, so he held back his request to go to the mall again.

Because it was just a simple meal and to make Wen Heng feel more at ease, the place was arranged at Qu's house. When Qu's mother saw the two coming in, she hurriedly greeted them with a kind smile on her face, and she didn't see them that day at all. Aggressive attitude.

Qu's father sat on the sofa without moving, his face had the seriousness of being in a superior position for a long time, his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Qu Mubai's, with some supercilious indifference, but when he saw his son, his eyes softened a little point.

"Dad, mom."

Qu Mubai went into the house and handed the present to the nanny, and dragged Wen Heng into the house,

"This is my husband, Wen Heng."

……

Exit is crit.

However, the old couple had already built up each other's hearts before their son came, so they were not very surprised when they heard Qu Mubai introduce Wen Heng in this way.

It was also the first time for Wen Heng to meet his parents, so he was a little nervous, so he took a step forward and bowed.

"Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Yeah." Father Qu nodded, and tapped his chin on the opposite sofa.

"Sit down. Standing is tiring. The dishes are not ready yet. Let's wait for a while."

"it is good."

The two sat down when they heard the words, Qu Mubai was afraid that Wen Heng would not get used to it, so he stayed close to him, holding his hand to comfort him.

Father Qu had a panoramic view of all this, and he had a preliminary understanding of the relationship between the two of them in his heart. His eyes rolled slightly, and he asked lightly:

"How long have you been together?"

"It's been seven or eight years." Qu Mubai did some calculations. If he counted from London that year, it would be almost seven or eight years now. Thinking of this, he naturally said it.

Mother Qu's hand holding the teapot paused for a moment, her well-maintained hands were almost burnt, she raised her head in disbelief, looked at Wen Heng's still slightly green face, and asked hesitantly,

"How old is Wen Heng this year?"

"Twenty, 21 soon."

……

This is not ignorance, but it is shocking. After talking for seven or eight years, this child was with his own son at the age of twelve or thirteen?

Originally thought that the child was interested in his family's property and approached Mu Bai with malicious intentions, but now it seems that it is not certain who will kidnap who?After all, this child is so young, he was with Mu Bai at an age when he didn't understand anything...

The more Qu's mother thought about it, the more frightened she became, and even the way she looked at Qu Mubai changed. Qu's father next to him obviously had the same idea as his wife, and always felt that the impression of his son's arrogance and indifference was broken.

"It's not what you think."

Qu Mubai didn't know how to explain all this magic, and hated himself for being quick-mouthed, but he didn't show it on the surface, and didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say dryly in the end,

"We were both adults when we fell in love, so don't think too much about it."

……

Just when the food was ready, the aunt at home notified, and several people moved from the living room to the dining room.

Probably to show the importance to Wen Heng, today's table is very rich, while picking up the chopsticks, Wen Heng naturally picks up a prawn, peels it and puts it into Qu Mubai's bowl, the action looks very natural , seems to have become a habit.

Father Qu saw all this, put a piece of green bamboo shoots into his mouth, and asked Wen Heng about his studies and plans for future work during the meal.

"I'm going to take a postgraduate entrance examination in finance across majors."

Wen Heng answered while peeling the shrimp.

Qu's father and Qu's mother nodded indifferently, but Qu Mubai looked up in surprise. After all, he knew how lazy Wen Heng was, how much he longed for an ordinary life, and even his lifelong dream was to become a people's teacher , the biggest reason is because the teacher has two big vacations during the winter and summer vacations to let him rest.

This person wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination across majors?

Why didn't I hear him say that.

Qu Mubai put the peeled shrimp into his mouth, thinking slowly in his heart.

Several people chatted while eating, and the two elders did not embarrass Wen Heng too much. At the end, they put down their chopsticks. After a moment of silence, Father Qu sighed. Looking up at Qu Mubai,

"I bought the vacant house next to it, and I gave it to you as a wedding gift. Your mother and I are getting older, and you can occasionally visit us and have a meal when you live next to us. What do you think?" How about it."

Unexpectedly, he agreed. Wen Heng was a little taken aback, and Qu Mubai was also a little surprised.

"Okay, we'll move here tomorrow."

"Well, it's getting late, go back and rest early."

"it is good."

Qu Mubai pulled Wen Heng up, paused when turning around, turned around after thinking about it, bowed to Qu's father and Qu's mother,

"Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Wen Heng also bowed like him, "Thank you uncle and aunt."

"Let's go back."

Father Qu stood on the balcony on the second floor, watching the two get into the car. He didn't look back until the car disappeared at the end of the street. He put his hands behind his back and slowly returned to the sofa. After a long sigh, Under the orange-toned headlights, he looked a little old.

"If you don't like it, why don't you stop it?"

Mother Qu came over with a pot of flowers and sat aside, "The child is fine, but..."

If only the two of them were just good friends.

pity……

"Is this the first day you and Mu Bai met? He had a strong temper when he was a child, he must get what he wants, and he will not look back when he hits the south wall. You blindly stop him, in addition to making him more determined. What use can it be."

Father Qu hammered his knees, looked through the window to the persimmon tree in the courtyard,

"Let's go with the flow. Whether the two of them can make it to the end is up to time."

Mother Qu stopped talking, and lowered her head to fiddle with the flower pot in her hand. No one knew what kind of emotion was in her drooping eyes.

They gave the answer to time, but it was too late, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

The relationship between the two is still very good. Wen Heng did not use Qu Mubai to take the position as Qu Mu thought, but stayed behind the scenes honestly, making suggestions and acting as Qu Mubai's right-hand man.

On the upper floors of the Qu's Building, Qu Mubai picked up the coffee that Wen Heng had just made for him, took a sip and put it on the table. Be soft.

Compared with the youthful appearance in college, the current Wen Heng has sharp edges and corners after the youthfulness has faded, and the brows and eyebrows have become sharper because of so many years of scrambling in the mall. Behind the thin lenses, a pair of peach blossom eyes are very attractive. , Mature men are always fatally attractive.

Over the years, there have been quite a few people who pursued Wen Heng, but he refused them all. He never gave others a chance, and made the word "good man" to the extreme, which also made Qu's father and Qu's mother change their views on him.

very nice……

Unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, Qu Mubai seldom relaxed himself lying on the table, looking at the serious Wen Heng, his heart moved slightly,

"Why did you choose to study in the first place?"

"Huh?" Wen Heng, who was immersed in his work, didn't realize it for a while, and played back Qu Mubai's question in his mind. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose,

"Because I want to study finance."

"Why do you want to study finance? Isn't your dream to be a teacher?"

"Being a teacher can't help you." Wen Heng replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Being a teacher was a dream before..."

Watching the man put down the computer and get up in front of him, bent down, and circled himself between the chair and his body, with his forehead against his forehead, while breathing was entwined, Qu Mubai's heart beat inexplicably fast, and between the rubbing of his lips and teeth, he asked,

"Then what is your dream now?"

"you."

……

I would like to always be true to my ideal, which is you.