Specific gravity

In a coffee shop near the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Xuan Zhao greeted the waiter with a smile: "No need to add sugar, thank you."

The woman sitting opposite him had delicate makeup, a handbag with a seven-figure price was placed on her lap, and the logo was shining.

Xuan Zhao's eyes lingered on her face for a few seconds. In all fairness, Cen Jingxiang was indeed good-looking, with a typical graceful appearance.

It is also true that Cen Baiyan's appearance is so outstanding, Cen Jingxiang's credit is indispensable.

Cen Jingxiang was also very surprised. A person who suffered a major blow at a young age and became permanently disabled should live in fear and feel inferior when he sees the sun. Unexpectedly, Xuan Zhao is so generous, and his gestures exude a sense of nobility. The aura of arrogance, not only not downcast, but like a noble son of a rich family.

"You are Xiao Zhao, right? I saw you when you were a child," Cen Jingxiang quickly concealed her surprise, and said to Xuan Zhao, "It's been more than ten years, and in a blink of an eye you are already this old, It’s really time flies to be a good-looking talent.”

Xuan Zhao nodded and replied politely: "Yes."

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They did meet once, and Cen Jingxiang mixed into the mourning crowd and attended Grandpa Xuanzhao's funeral.

The young Xuan Zhao didn't understand this. At that time, he was seriously injured, but he just wondered why the world was turned upside down when he woke up.Grandpa has become a black and white photo, mother has become a body that can only shed tears, father has never appeared, and he himself cannot even stand up.Cen Jingxiang found him alone after the memorial service and asked him if he missed his father?

Xiao Xuanzhao nodded desperately: "Auntie, do you know where my father is?"

After he woke up from the hospital, his father disappeared, and he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked, his father's phone couldn't be reached, he couldn't walk, and he couldn't find his father.Uncle Gong said that as long as he obediently listens to the doctor, Dad will come back.

Cen Jingxiang touched his head affectionately, encouraged him to work hard and face life positively, and then said: "Your father will live with your aunt from now on, and he has a new son, but he will not dislike you as a Little cripple."

Little Xuanzhao stared wide-eyed: ". Disabled?"

Uncle Gong felt sorry for him and didn't tell him the truth about the injury. Xuanzhao always thought that he had just broken a bone - he had a broken bone at the same table last semester, and he healed soon, and he ran even faster than before!

"You still don't know?" Cen Jingxiang covered her mouth pretending to be surprised, "Auntie heard the doctor outside that you are going to become disabled."

That was the last time Xuanzhao cried in his memory. After hearing the sound, Uncle Gong led someone to throw Cen Jingxiang out of the door. Xuanzhao cried like hell, shouting for his father at the top of his lungs. Dad has no new son. Dad only has one son. , he is not disabled!

The delirious Xuan Yu slapped him hard, his face distorted like a ghost that Xuan Zhao had seen in a storybook.The edict yelled that you don't have a father, your father is going to hell, he is going to be put into the frying pan, his tongue is cut off and his eyes are gouged out, he is a beast!

Grandpa had been clear and respected all his life, but the funeral became a joke.

After that day, Xuan Zhao never cried again. Uncle Gong thought he was too young to cry once and forget about it.

But in fact, every word Cen Jingxiang said and every expression on his face was like a sharp knife. As long as Xuan Zhao was still breathing, the knife would stab deeper into his heart. point.

A full 17 years have passed, and the knife has melted into Xuanzhao's flesh and blood, and he can no longer pull it out, so he can only destroy it at all costs, even if it means destroying himself.

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"How's your leg?" Cen Jingxiang glanced at Xuan Zhao's walking stick leaning against the French window, and asked sympathetically, "Is it still under treatment?"

Xuan Zhao's slender legs were crossed, his hands were on his knees, and his posture was elegant and leisurely: "That's it, there's nothing to cure."

Cen Jingxiang frowned and sighed: "It's such a pity to have good legs."

"Yeah, if my legs had recovered sooner, Auntie wouldn't have come to see me now," Xuan Zhao smiled slightly, "It's a pity."

Cen Jingxiang paused slightly with her fingertips resting on the table, and said with a smile after a while: "Auntie hasn't come to see you for your father for so long, it really shouldn't be."

"Auntie, we haven't seen each other for a long time," Xuan Zhao said, "Do you think I'm still that seven-year-old kid?"

The biggest difference between the 23-year-old Xuan Zhao and the seven-year-old Xuan Zhao is that the 23-year-old Xuan Zhao is no longer the little boy crying for his father.

If Cen Jingxiang thought that such tricks could stimulate him, she was totally wrong.

"How is your life, have you encountered any difficulties?" Cen Jingxiang continued to ask with concern.

"Grandpa left a sum of money." Xuan Zhao took a sip of the mellow coffee, squinted his eyes in enjoyment, "I can hardly be hungry."

"That's good, then Auntie can rest assured." Cen Jingxiang smiled, took a sip from the mouth of the ceramic cup, leaving a circle of bright lipstick marks on the rim of the cup, "Then—how is your mother? Is your health okay? ?”

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows, and finally got to the point.

"Thanks to you, it's not bad." Xuan Zhao leaned forward slightly, and asked politely, "I heard that your cousin from your hometown went to the police station because of my mother. I'm really sorry, and I should apologize to him face to face. Oh, by the way, your cousin is said to have borrowed 2 yuan from you, has he returned it to you?"

Like a bucket of ice water splashed down on the head, Cen Jingxiang's facial expression froze for a moment——

How did this cripple know about Wang Taibao and her?

Wang Taibao's disturbance in the nursing home on New Year's Eve was indeed related to this cripple!

She clearly urged Wang Taibao to act secretly, and must not let the people on the Xuan family find out. If someone hadn't provoked him, Wang Taibao would not have the guts to make a scene openly.

From the recording pen to Wang Taibao, Xuan Zhao is just a cripple in his early twenties. How can he have such scheming and planning? It must be the woman Xuan Zhao instigating behind his back.

Cen Jingxiang gritted her teeth secretly, Xuanyu, Xuanyu, you survived a catastrophe back then, God really has no eyes!

"It seems that your mother is recovering well." Cen Jingxiang's smile obviously tightened a lot, "I have all the energy to play these little tricks."

"Auntie won the prize."

Xuan Zhao picked up the coffee cup with five fingers and shook it lightly.

He seemed to enjoy the nervousness and panic that Cen Jingxiang was trying to cover up at this time, as if tasting a glass of fine red wine, he slowly opened his mouth after a long time: "My mother has been lying in a nursing home for more than ten years. Not much, where did the energy come from?"

Cen Jingxiang was obviously a little impatient: "The person who caused the trouble is my distant relative. I haven't contacted him for many years. I didn't know that he used my banner to trouble your mother. Can you contact someone else? I Go scold him, you bastard!"

Xuan Zhao smiled elegantly and politely: "How can I get in touch with your cousin?"

Cen Jingxiang was at a loss for words, because she had always underestimated this cripple.

Before leaving, Xuan Zhao stopped her: "Auntie, I heard that your son and my father's son are also in Haigang City, how is he doing?"

"A big fool, not as smart as you." Cen Jingxiang lifted the cuffs of her chiffon shirt, revealing the jade bracelet on her wrist, "He is in good health, loves to play basketball, and can run and jump."

Xuan Zhao's eyes were pierced by the green bracelet on her wrist, which was Xuan Yu's favorite jewelry.

"That's good." Xuan Zhao stood up and bid farewell to Cen Jingxiang, "I look forward to getting to know him."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun swayed down in large swaths, passing through the sycamore leaves, and casting mottled light spots on the ground.

Today is a rare sunny day in April, and there is still rainwater on the road that has not been dried. Xuan Zhao propped up the table with one hand, and slowly sat on the chair, his shoulders, which had been straining hard all the time, finally relaxed.

He raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and exhaled lightly.

"Sir, would you like a glass of water?" the waiter asked with concern.

This handsome gentleman asked for a glass of espresso without extra milk and sugar. It must be too bitter so he sighed.

"Thank you, no need," Xuan Zhao said, "I saw milk candy outside, please get me one."

"Ah?" The waiter replied honestly, "Outside is a promotional activity for one of our popular products. The milk candy is just a gift on display. It is relatively cheap, and the taste is not suitable for putting in coffee. If you need it, I can get you a rose-flavored sugar cube imported from Bulgaria—"

"No, just toffee, thank you." Xuan Zhao smiled.

The waiter brought the milk sugar as promised, and Xuan Zhao took one and put it under his tongue, the sweet and greasy taste quickly spread in his mouth, he frowned, his taste buds couldn't stand the stimulation, Xuan Zhao's forehead twitched violently, Immediately covered his mouth with a tissue and spit out the candy.

He wasn't used to the taste of "sweetness", he just got used to the sugar Cen Baiyan gave him.

Xuanzhao sat in the coffee shop for a while, when Cen Baiyan called: "I'm sick in Daying this afternoon, you don't have class, I'll pick you up from your school, it's sunny today, let's go see the cherry blossoms! "

"I'm not at school," Xuan Zhao said, "I came out to do something."

His voice sounded a little tired, Cen Baiyan asked anxiously: "Where are you? I'll go there now."

Xuanzhao sent him the location, and Cen Baiyan arrived 10 minutes later.

He participated in a modeling competition a while ago and won the first prize in the country with a bonus of [-]. Cen Baiyan used the money to buy a bicycle with black and gold spray paint, which was very cool. An out of place back seat.

When Cen Boyan installed the back seat, he asked Xuan Zhao to sit comfortably, and to get in and out of the car as if walking on flat ground, come and go freely, and move freely. Xuan Zhao was very angry and funny, so he quickly placed an order for him when he got home. A dictionary of Chinese for primary school students, let Cen Baiyan study hard, don't go out and make a fool of yourself.

Xuan Zhao kept looking out the window, and when Cen Boyan's figure appeared at the other end of the path, he saw it immediately.

Cen Baiyan was wearing a black jacket, dark slacks that outlined his straight and slender legs, his backpack was slung on the front of the car, the sun fell on his shoulders, and the wind blew up his hair and the corners of his clothes. He was so handsome and bright.

If the world was originally black and white in Xuanzhao's eyes, then the place Cen Baiyan passed by seemed to be enchanted, and it was rendered in color frame by frame, scene by scene.

The sky is clear and light blue, the sycamore leaves are green, the asphalt road is light gray, and the sun is dazzling gold.

Xuanzhao's heart beat faster and faster, as if his heart was about to burst through his chest. His Adam's apple was throbbing, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to beat his heart.

Since Cen Jingxiang has found him, it means that the time between him and Cen Baiyan has finally entered the countdown.

Cen Baiyan stopped outside the coffee shop, strode in with his bag in hand, and immediately saw Xuan Zhao sitting in the corner.

"Why did you come here?" Cen Baiyan leaned over, he rushed all the way, panting a little, picked up the cup in front of Xuanzhao, "I'm thirsty—fuck!"

Cen Baiyan was so bitter that he frowned, and said "Bah" several times, pulled a stool and sat down beside Xuan Zhao: "What is this, is it for people to drink? Are you not bitter?"

Xuanzhao was amused by him, bent his eyes and said, "It's hard, you'll be more energetic when you suffer."

"Unreasonable, hurry up and eat a piece of candy."

Cen Baiyan took out two candies from his pocket, peeled off the sugar coating, stuffed one into Xuanzhao's mouth first, and then peeled one for himself.

Xuan Zhao smacked the toffee: "This time it's sweet."

"How stupid?" Cen Baiyan snorted, "What are you doing here, who did you see?"

"An old friend, she specially came to the harbor to find me." Xuanzhao replied.

"What friend?" Cen Baiyan was very vigilant, "I came to you 'specially', man or woman? How old are you? Where do you live? Why did you come here? Could it be that Xiao Yinuo?"

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Why are you still so worried about Yinuo, you are so narrow-minded."

"I met him when I went to pick you up from your school the day before yesterday," Cen Baiyan gritted his teeth, "That kid has a heart for you."

"He deliberately pissed you off," Xuan Zhao stood up slowly, "Let's go, don't you want to see the cherry blossoms, and the park will be closed later."

"Let me tell you, to see the cherry blossoms today, I have to take a photo of the two of us and post it on Moments. I'm so mad at that idiot Xiao Yinuo," Cen Baiyan picked up Xuanzhao's bag, and babbled endlessly, "Hey you Where are the gloves? It's not summer yet, and you forgot when you had chilblains."

The good weather didn't last long, and it rained again the next day.

After entering May, the most grueling time of the rainy days in the south has come. The rain is pattering, not too heavy, but there is a kind of coldness that seeps into the bones.

Moss grew on the stairs of the unfinished building, and it was slippery when walking. Cen Baiyan was worried that Xuan Zhao's legs and feet would fall, so he specially bought that kind of plastic grid floor mat online, and spread it from the first floor to the third floor.

The pain in Xuanzhao's left leg has evolved from intermittent to persistent pain. This year he didn't bother to go to the hospital again. It's been more than ten years, and it's just like this if it can't be cured.

On the contrary, Uncle Gong and Qiaoqiao were terribly worried, urging him to go for a reexamination every now and then, and Xuan Zhao told them not to worry, as Qiaoqiao would be taking the college entrance examination in a month, which was the top priority.

Gong Qiao was worried about Xuanzhao's health, and asked Zhuo Feifan to take her to Xuanzhao's place on weekends. Zhuo Feifan declined, saying that he would go to Xinyang with his tutor for inspection on weekends, and he might not have time.

In the past few months, Zhuo Feifei has always been running to Xinyang, maybe there is some big project, Gong Qiao nodded meekly, and said with a smile, brother Feifei, then you are busy with your work, so pay more attention to your body.

Qiaoqiao, as always, is well-behaved and sensible, like a quiet lotus flower, which makes Zhuo Feifan feel caring and thoughtful.

Cen Qing was different, Xiaoqing never cared whether he had time or not, and always bossed him around, ordering him to go and accompany her.In terms of emotion and reason, Zhuo Feifei knew that he should reject Cen Qing, but for some reason, when he saw the girl's bright and bright smile, he couldn't say the word of rejection.

In fact, he has long been tired of watching those boring art exhibitions. Cen Qing and him went to haunted houses, amusement parks, and horror-themed secret rooms. In Xinyang, he can balance well.

One is as docile as a white flower, and the other is as bright as a rose, he is not willing to give up on either one.

In the blink of an eye, it was mid-May, and Cen Boyan and Xuan Zhao ushered in their first cold war after their relationship.

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