Specific gravity

Hello everyone~ "Special Gravity" is scheduled to enter V this Wednesday (6.23). Two chapters will be updated on time at 19:00 that night, with a word count of 6000+. Please support it! - Tomorrow (Tuesday 0622) is a day off, everyone Wednesday.

Change your surname?

This incident caught Cen Baiyan unexpectedly, and his family members never mentioned it to him. In this way, Cen Qing sent him a message saying "too excited", could it be because of this incident?

Cen Baiyan's eyebrows twitched violently, and he immediately called home to question Cen Jingxiang.

"Is it true that you want me to change my surname?"

Cen Jingxiang was woken up in a deep sleep, and couldn't understand why her son had such a reaction.

"Bai Yan, are you unhappy?"

"Why do I need to change my surname? Is it necessary?" Cen Baiyan suppressed his temper, "My surname is Cen, and I have had it for almost 20 years."

Cen Jingxiang covered the phone's microphone, turned her head and glanced at Wan Qianshan beside her, fearing that she would wake him up, she got out of bed lightly and went to the living room.

"Bo Yan, tomorrow is very important, you must be there." Cen Jingxiang persuaded him earnestly, "You know how Uncle Wan has treated you for so many years. Without him, we are still farming in the countryside. You can't be ungrateful , you are his son, you should have his surname."

"I know how Uncle Wan treats me." Cen Baiyan took a deep breath, "Mom, I'm just curious. There have been rumors outside these years. I don't believe you haven't heard of them. You haven't received a certificate for so many years. What do you think? of."

Cen Jingxiang choked up, and her tone became serious: "What rumors have you heard?"

"I won't change my surname," Cen Baiyan said coldly, "I won't go back tomorrow either, please say happy birthday to Uncle Wan for me, and I will send the gift back."

"Cen Baiyan!" Cen Jingxiang shouted sharply.

Cen Baiyan didn't want to argue with her, so he hung up the phone and turned off the phone by the way.

He knew that Wan Qianshan's kindness to them was as great as a mountain, and Wan Qianshan and Cen Jingxiang were singing in harmony. Their family of four was not unsatisfactory.

It's just that Cen Baiyan has always had a thorn in his heart. There have always been only two people in their household registration book, and then there was an extra Cen Qing, also surnamed Cen.

When Cen Qing was a child, the school organized vaccinations. The child did not have an ID card and had to hand in a household registration book. Everyone in the class knew that her family had no "father", so they laughed at her and bullied her.Cen Baiyan beat up the group of brats, and Cen Qing cried on his shoulder, and he felt sore when he cried.

If he was older, Cen Baiyan would inevitably hear some rumors about Wan Qianshan abandoning his wife and son.

Cen Baiyan was taught by Wan Qianshan. He didn't believe that the well-educated and refined Uncle Wan was that kind of person, let alone that the mother who was beaten to the point of bleeding and protecting him would be the third person who destroyed other people's families. By.

Several times he couldn't help but wanted to ask Cen Jingxiang, but seeing his mother and Uncle Wan loving and happy, he couldn't ask anything.

But the thorn took root deeply in his heart.

Cen Baiyan's biological father was an alcoholic, and would beat their mother and son every time he was drunk, which left a deep psychological shadow on Cen Baiyan when he was a child, so he had a kind of paranoid insistence on the concept of "family".

Change your surname?

They don't even constitute a husband and wife relationship legally, so why should he change his surname?

Cen Baiyan lit another cigarette, and puffed on in the cold wind of a deep winter morning.

"Bai Yan."

A quiet and gentle voice came from behind, and Cen Baiyan turned around to see that Xuan Zhao was standing at the door of the building leaning on a walking stick.

Although the rain had stopped, the wind was still strong. He was wearing the thin shirt in the bar, holding a medicine bag in his hand, his hair was blown up by the wind, and the two words written all over his body—weakness.

Cen Baiyan immediately put out his cigarette, strode towards him while taking off his coat, wrapped Xuan Zhao tightly into his cotton coat, frowned and said, "Aren't you allowed to wait for me inside? Why are you running around?"

"You haven't come in yet, so I'll come out and take a look." Xuan Zhao said, "Let's go back quickly, don't you still have to catch a plane?"

Cen Baiyan waved his hand, suppressing the boredom in his heart: "I have something to do at the moment, so I won't come back."

"Ah?" Xuan Zhao pursed his lips. Seeing Cen Baiyan's brows tightened, he knew he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask further, "You go to my place first, you took care of me all night, I'll serve you a bowl of noodles .”

The winter night is long, the sun is sleepy and lazy, and there is only a faint light in the sky.

Xuan Zhao stood under the dim skylight, his whole body was shrouded in a hazy outline, appearing extremely gentle and calm.

He didn't say anything special, but he miraculously calmed Cen Baiyan's anxiety and irritability.

"I think that if you go back to the dormitory so early, you will definitely wake up Chen Wei and the others. The cafeteria hasn't opened yet, so you must be hungry too." Seeing that Cen Baiyan hadn't spoken for a long time, Xuan Zhao thought that he didn't want to go to his cramped place. "I just did a big cleaning a few days ago, and the house is very clean and spacious."

Cen Baiyan suddenly smiled and raised his chin: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Xuan Zhao was taken aback.

Cen Baiyan put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked down the steps first, and turned around and said, "Didn't you go to your house? Did you regret it?"

Xuan Zhao lowered his head and chuckled: "I have no regrets, come home with me."

Cen Baiyan suppressed the upturned corner of his mouth, and looked at Xuan Zhao with disgust: "Can you walk faster? I'm starving to death."

"I can't walk fast," Xuan Zhao leaned on crutches, taking every step slowly and steadily. When he passed by Cen Baiyan, he raised his head and glanced at him. I won’t be hungry a hundred times.”

Cen Baiyan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and cursed: "Fuck!"