After Assistant Salted Fish was targeted by President Ba

"We didn't fight."

Wen Ling regained his composure, spoke through the door, and glanced at Fang Chuli. Both of them were in a stalemate, afraid that their mother would come in, but they were also reluctant to let go of each other.

"Fighting is not allowed!"

"..."

"Aunt Fang, there was no fight!" Fang Chuli also cleared his voice.

"I obviously heard the sound, you two open the door!" Mother Wen's voice was full of anxiety, and she couldn't help twisting the doorknob to enter the house, but when she found that the door was locked, she became even more anxious, "And said you two are not having a conflict Be obedient and open the door."

Helpless, Wen Ling got up and pulled up his pants, Fang Chuli also buttoned up his clothes, got up and glanced at the flowers on the table.

"Flowers! Flowers!"

Wen Ling was about to open the door: "Find a place to hide!"

After dawdling for more than a minute, Wen Ling opened the door. Before he could say a word, his mother grabbed his arm.

The face was held, and the voice of reproach was in the ear: "You guys still say you didn't fight? Look at how red your neck is!"

Fang Chuli was sitting at the table, his ass had just touched the stool, when Mother Wen came up to him, pressed his head and made him tilt his head, and became even more annoyed: "Wen Ling, look at the marks on Xiaoli's neck, it's all It's on your face."

Wen Ling and Fang Chuli: "!!!"

The two were still in a daze, and Mother Wen rushed to the door again: "Suwan! Come and see! We caught them, and they were really arguing secretly in the room. We must have a good talk today, and if we continue like this, we will have to wait and see." Fight right in front of us!"

Fang Chuli rubbed his temples and wiped his helpless face.

Wen Ling didn't know how to describe his current state of mind. He saw his mother and Fang Chuli's mother walking around the room. The tables, chairs and benches were actually a little out of place. He glanced at the carpet - the carpet was made by the two of them, and he was flustered again. There was no time to tidy up.

If you don't know the current relationship between the two, you will really think about the fight.

The words "what I have been worrying about for many years finally happened" were clearly engraved on the faces of the two of them, and they both looked like "today must be dealt with seriously".

Fang Chuli was holding it at this moment, with a dull face.

Wen Ling seemed to make room for the two of them, but was held down by his mother and sat next to Fang Chuli.

"..."

"You two," Fang's mother also sat down, and looked at Wen Ling first, "I still remember that Xiao Li was naughty since she was a child, and she would only cry when her father scolded her, and she cried louder when she saw Xiao Ling."

"It seems that I can find a coincidence on you."

There was no trace of reproach on her face, the warm and gentle traces of the years seemed to be engraved in the beauty's bones, everything could keep her calm, and she even pulled Mother Wen to sit down.

Wen Ling also remembered Fang Chuli's appearance when he was a child, and wanted to laugh, but was stared at.

Mother Fang patted the young master: "Xiao Li, you can't be so fierce."

Only then did Fang Chuli avert his eyes.

"The two of you used to go to school together. The happiest thing in my day was when you came back and told what happened at school."

"Sliding down the slide together, someone else took the lead; eating together, Xiao Li always picked out vegetables for you; drawing together, drawing small tigers and small airplanes on each other's arms; and, ah, taking a nap together, the two People always squeeze each other."

Speaking of this, Mother Fang smiled, and Wen Ling also smiled. He remembered that the young master couldn't compete with others on the slide, and was pushed and almost fell.

Very competitive, picky eaters, restless, can't draw well, and can't sleep well, and was pushed by the teacher to stand on the blackboard several times.

Mother Wen also recalled it, and sighed: "I still remember when I was a child, every Friday, the school gave out little red flowers, and Xiaoli felt that he didn't look good, so he pestered you to ask for it. Although you were unwilling at first, you would ask him if he wanted it later. , and went to tell the teacher what kind of patterns Xiaoli likes, it was pretty good at that time, but the older I get, the more I don’t like it!"

Wen Ling: "Mom, I..."

Mother Fang raised her hand, it seemed as if time was passing by at this moment, and Wen Ling's heart was quiet.

"Xiao Li has always had a stubborn temper. Few people can stand this temper," Fang's mother turned her head to comfort Wen's mother, "Look at his father now, the eyes and noses are not the same when looking at each other."

Fang Chuli: "..."

"Qinqin and I have been paying attention to you two," Fang's mother's eyes softened, "It's since you graduated from elementary school, right?"

Mother Wen nodded.

It was an after school in the sixth grade of elementary school. In the summer, Wen Ling remembered.

That day, for the first time, the young master didn't go home with him, and said he was going to Gu Zhenyu's house to play, because his parents brought Lego of Transformers from abroad, Wen Ling was not interested, and didn't want to go with him.

That day he went back to Fang's villa, met Fang's mother's suspicious eyes, said that Fang Chuli had gone to a friend's house, and went back to his room to do his homework.But he swears to God, he's not unhappy at all.

Talking about this now, he looked at Fang Chuli with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Since then, the two of you have less time to go home together," said Fang's mother, "and there are fewer people doing homework on the table in the dining room."

"That's because I don't have any homework after graduation." Fang Chuli said.

"Then you haven't done much homework together since you were in high school." Mother Wen's tone was soft, but not soft at all, and Fang Chuli was instantly dumb.

He frowned, as if he didn't want to bring up the matter of high school, Wen Ling felt it.

In high school, Wenling would preview and review every day, but Fang Chuli was different. He played basketball with Hu Zhenyu and Chi Lan mostly, and went out to surf the Internet or have parties after school or on weekends.

When did you stop talking at all?Wen Ling began to think carefully.

"Is it the first semester of high school?" Fang's mother had doubts in her eyes, waiting for Fang Chuli's answer.

Fang Chuli refused to answer, lowered his head slightly, saw a rose petal at his feet, and stepped on it quickly.

"My impression is the summer vacation from the first to the second year of high school..." Mother Wen looked at Wen Ling, "After Xiaoling and Xiaoli went to the museum to study for a week?"

"Ah! Yes!" Fang's mother nodded, "Do you still remember that time we went to pick them up? Xiao Li was very upset, didn't you, Xiao Li?"

Wen Ling was stunned for a moment, nothing happened when he went to the museum that time, except that the young master wanted to sneak out to eat barbecue in the middle of the night and was rejected by him.

He definitely won't agree.

"Yes," Fang Chuli took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, tightened each other, took a deep breath, and said every word, "Yes, I'm not happy."

"Are you so stingy?" Wen Ling spoke reflexively.

Young Master Fang looked back at him with a serious face.

Mother Wen reprimanded: "Xiaoling!" Mother Fang pressed the button: "It's my fault too, I didn't talk to Xiao Li in time, you also know that Xiao Li can exaggerate big things to the size of the sea, so I thought they were quarreling over trivial things, It will be fine in a few days."

As a result, Young Master Fang never took the initiative to go home with Wen Ling again. Occasionally, he saw Wen Ling doing homework at the dinner table and holding a workbook together, but Wen Ling never spoke to him.

Gradually, Fang Chuli stopped going to the dinner table, and locked himself in the room when he got home.

"Later Xiaoling stopped doing homework outside." Mother Fang sighed again as she spoke.

During that time, it should be the days when Fang's villa was deserted. The two boys looked more and more handsome, but they just did their own things, even if they stayed together, they didn't talk.

Mother Fang and Mother Wen thought about reconciling, but the best time had already been missed, and they couldn't find a way to start it, and it dragged on until now after Fang Chuli returned to China.

"I didn't expect the little awkwardness to turn into alienation," Fang's mother rubbed her eyes, "Now that you're so big, is there any conflict that can't be resolved?"

Wen Ling, who didn't know why there was such a scene: "..."

"Since we are fighting each other today," Fang's mother's face became a little serious, "Then let's talk about it. Qinqin and I have to listen to what was the deepest conflict before. It must be resolved today!"

"Yes!" Mother Wen also nodded, looking at Wen Ling, "Xiao Ling, tell me first, what's going on!"

Wen Ling's tone was full of doubts, his voice was bottomless and weak, and he set his eyes on Fang Chuli: "I don't know..."

Seeing that he didn't want to say it, Mother Fang looked at Fang Chuli and said, "Then Xiaoli, tell me."

"Xiao Li" was silent.

"Okay, don't say anything," Fang's mother nodded, and for the first time there was a firmness that could not be backed up on her soft face, "Then Qinqin and I will sit here today, wait for you two to tell the reason, if we don't say anything today , you two don't go to work tomorrow, and ask Nian Xi to go to the West District to help you guard."

Fang Chuli had a look of disbelief: "Mom?"

This is like treating a child, which is really not good.

"Don't act like a baby," Mother Wen looked away. "Today, we must make it clear, otherwise you two will fight in the company and outside if you don't fight at home!"

"..."

"Aunt Fang, Fang Chuli and I really have nothing..."

"Originally, the social circle and the friends I met were different. Isn't it normal that we don't talk to each other after high school?"

Fang Chuli said quickly, "There is no serious conflict, and the occasional disagreement now is not because of what happened at that time."

Wen Ling: "???"

What is this young master talking about?

Fang Chuli spoke calmly, but Fang's mother suddenly became emotionally unstable, her eyes turned red: "Then Xiao Li, are you blaming your mother for your appearance?"

"Mom, what did you say?" Fang Chuli was extremely surprised.

"Since the relationship between you and Xiaoling can't get better now, and you know that Xiaoling is a thoughtful and cautious person, now you have to step on his line in almost everything at work, are you deliberately making things difficult? "

Fang Chuli: "..."

"It's my fault that I asked Xiaoling to be your assistant without discussing it with you, but you didn't refuse at the beginning. What can you tell my father and me, there is no need to spread the unhappiness on Xiaoling."

Young Master Fang's impatient temper is about to come up: "I don't have any."

Fang's mother was even more excited, with tears in her eyes: "You have it! Your father and I took out and analyzed every dispute between the two of you. You are deliberately picking on Xiaoling's thorns!"

The situation suddenly became uncontrollable, Wen Ling hurriedly pulled out the tissues on the table, and Wen's mother was also persuading: "How can Xiaoli do it on purpose? How can a business deal be made without friction? Rules are dead, people are alive." Yes, it’s not necessarily that Xiao Li’s actions are bad.”

"The same goes for Xiaoling, he won't give in at all, he has something wrong."

"Suwan, don't cry, hey, you two..."

When Fang's mother cried, she always had the air of a little woman. She was not noisy, but she was full of expressiveness. As soon as the tears fell, she burrowed into people's hearts, and Fang Chuli couldn't sit still.

Since he was a child, he has been skinny, and he has never done the thing of crying his mother, and his eyes are full of panic for a while.

"Mom, don't cry, now Wen Ling and I..."

Fang's mother interrupted him: "You two are holding back, I can see it. I have been thinking about it since New Year's Eve. I think we have too many things, we are alienated, and we each have our own circles. There's no need to be together."

"I understand! But isn't there always a hurdle? Seeing that you two have been playing together since childhood, what's the big deal? Qinqin and I can't sleep thinking about the two of you arguing."

"I really want to understand and communicate."

She wiped away her tears, her eyes were red: "Since there is really no way to go back to the past, then let it go."

Wen Ling saw the way Mother Fang looked at her, and her heart skipped a beat. She smiled to herself: "Xiao Ling, I'm really sorry for making you do something you don't like to do for so long."

"No!" He quickly shook his head in denial.

Fang's mother pinched his wrist and shook her head, smiling: "It's really hard work for you, and it has delayed your previous work. If you still want to be in Chengtai in the future, go to Xiaoli's father. If you don't want to be in Chengtai, Tell Aunt Fang, we will help you, and the salary will be several times better than it is now."

"From tomorrow onwards, stop following Xiao Li."

Wen Ling's eyes were about to pop out when he saw Fang Chuli, and his heart was lifted completely, his palms were sweating.

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Thank you Genius, Yu Kunshan for a grenade, and a bottle of nutrient solution for breaking your promise!touch~

I can finally take a break, I have been waiting for a long time [Bow] Good night everyone, I will also catch up on sleep, there will be an update later!Love you guys!Please check the red envelopes on New Year's Day, don't be sad if you miss the time (touch), we still have red envelopes during the festival!