that bastard i love

Since that night, I've been waiting, waiting for the day when Ji Chenxiao becomes an adult and take care of him.

Finally, during my internship year, I got this kid.

It was his birthday that day, and I bought him a big cake and a gift with the first salary I earned from my internship.

When he opened the gift, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he cursed softly, "Why did you give me a box of condoms?"

The corners of my mouth turned up, showing a cheap smile, and joked: "I will need it tonight, don't worry, I bought everything according to my size, and the package officer is satisfied."

He became angry from embarrassment, and hammered my chest with a white and tender hand.

I pretended to be hurt, covered my heart and fell to the ground, but he laughed.

I looked at his smile and I smiled too.

.........

It was really a comfortable night, and I finally got what I had been waiting for for a long time.

In the early morning of the next day, I was severely beaten before I woke up.

I saw my little cutie sitting on me, holding a pillow beside me and beating me fiercely with a hammer. While beating, she blushed and scolded: "I told you no, but you still come, you are just greedy for my body." , you bad man."

I snorted, stretched out my hand and pulled him into my arms, pinched his face, and said, "Stop making trouble, I've reacted, if you provoke me again, you may not be able to get out of bed today."

Only then did he react, buried his head in my arms, and did not move.

But before we could fully enjoy this beautiful morning, we called Papa Wen.

Dad Wen called me to the living room, pointed to the piles of gift boxes on the floor and said, "Hurry up and take Xiao Ji to your in-laws to deliver something. If you are abducted by someone else's child, why don't you express it quickly, or they can rest assured that the child will be taken away." Leave it to you?"

I scratched my head, went up and pulled the bewildered Ji Chenxiao away.

On the road, he still hadn't figured out where we were going.

I yawned and said, "Let's go to your house."

"Why are you going to my house?" he asked.

"Go to your house to see your parents."

He froze for a while, then suddenly became excited, grabbed my clothes nervously, and hurriedly shouted: "No, no, I can't go!"

I looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Why, I saw your parents very well before."

His parents came to visit my house several times before, they were very kind couples, and they had no objection to our affairs, and even secretly came to discuss marriage with Father Wen before.

It's a pity that it has arrived before I get his answer.

When he got out of the car, he hid inside and refused to get off.

I bent down and grabbed his hand, patted his palm lightly, and comforted me with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Only then did he agree to get out of the car with me.

After arriving at his home, I realized why he was so nervous.

I saw my aunt dug out all his childhood photos and showed them to me. I opened the photo album and found that there were even photos of him wearing crotch pants when he was a child.

Afterwards, my aunt pulled me into Ji Chenxiao's room.

I kind of regret coming in.

Because his room is full of my photos.

My aunt looked at me with a shocked face, and said: "Look, my baby has fallen in love with you a long time ago, and ran to your door every day to secretly take pictures of you, and then his father caught him home, and the two of us The old ones didn’t agree with it before, but later they thought about it and thought it’s fine as long as the child likes it.”

Only then did I realize that I was not a hunter.

I am the prey.

All this time, I've fallen into a trap called "love".

But now looking back, I am full of joy.

After dinner, we told our uncles and aunts that we were going back.

When we were at the door, my aunt kept holding my hand and asked me to treat Ji Chenxiao well, saying that her son was delicate since he was a child, and he couldn't bear hardships or be wronged.

I said yes.

I will love him more than anyone.

On the way back, he didn't say a word, and sat behind with a blushing face.

I joked with a smile: "Okay you kid, you have taken a fancy to me since I was in high school."

He also responded without showing any weakness: "That's right, I have a good eye, my daughter-in-law has to start from a young age."

"Who is who's wife?" I said, and I stopped the car.

When he saw me stop the car, he thought I was going to have some weird fun with him, so he begged for mercy in fright: "I'm your wife, I'm your wife, hurry home and stop making trouble."

I just nodded in satisfaction.

My life has thus become calm. Although it is not vigorous, it is the stability I have always wanted.

A few years later, Ji Chenxiao graduated, signed a contract with a studio, and became a tepid starlet.

Later, he earned the first performance money, took it all out of the bank card, brought it to me, patted my face with a red bill, and said with a smile: "Look, brother will be rich in the future." Hurry up and call me Brother Sheng, I will take care of you in the future."

I held his presumptuous hand on me and said, "Okay, Brother Ji, hurry up and pet me."

He blushed again and lay on top of me, refusing to move.

Later, once his performance was over, I went to pick him up at the scene, and when I came back, I found an interesting thing on Weibo.

His little fan took a photo of the two of us and said, "Is this Ji Baobao's uncle? He's so handsome. Sure enough, the whole family is handsome."

I threw the phone in front of him, and said dissatisfied: "Do I look so old again? Why did my uncle come out?"

Ji Chenxiao picked up the phone and smiled: "Look, all my fans know that you are old and young."

I didn't speak, and took off my white shirt silently.

After he reacted, he wanted to run outside without his slippers on, but I pulled him back.

I twisted his chin, smirked and whispered in his ear: "I'll let you see what it means to be an old cow eating tender grass."

When I got up the next day, I stood in front of the mirror and observed repeatedly. When he got up and asked me what was wrong, I looked at his face and felt that the pace of time never stopped.

I asked him, "Am I getting old?"

He walked up to me, stroked my cheeks and forehead with cool fingers, and said to me: "Yes, you are old."

I laughed and took him into my arms.

He let me hold him, and after a long time, he said to me: "We are all old, this is the imprint left by time, and it is also the proof of our existence in the past."

I nodded, but the corners of my eyes were moist.

After warming up, I packed some porridge from home and went to the hospital.

Over the past few years, Father Wen's health has gradually deteriorated. He is getting old and suffering from various diseases.

I sat on his bed and looked at the white hair on his head, as if I had returned to the time when I was brought home by him when I was a child. Calling Dad.

I sat on the head of the bed, held his hand, and called softly, "Dad."

Father Wen was a beauty when he was young, and he is still not inferior when he is old. Even though there are many, many wrinkles on his face, he is still the prettiest in my heart.

Zhang's father came back after taking a bath. Seeing us father and son wiping each other's tears, he sighed: "It's alright, alright, don't be too sad in front of the child."

Papa Wen wiped away the tears on his face, smiled and nodded.

At noon, Zhang's father asked me to go back to work quickly, so as not to miss work.

He sent me to the entrance of the hospital, asked me for a cigarette, and said to me: "You are not young, you should understand that birth, old age, sickness and death are all aspects of life, don't be too sad for us."

Hearing what he said, my tears fell again.

I cried and asked him: "How about you, Dad, are you sad?"

He took one look at me and said, "I'm not going to be sad because I'm going to walk with him, that's what I promised him back then."

I nodded and wiped the tears on my clothes.

I know that Dad Zhang’s health has not been very good in recent years. Before Dad Wen was not sick, I could always hear Dad Zhang coughing at night. Last year, he was diagnosed with tuberculosis, although he looked healthy on the surface. , but actually nothing more than

It's holding on.

Although I understand what Zhang's father said in my heart, I am still a little sad and a little sad.

I am sad because they are going to leave me, sad is that I can only watch these quietly.

It's not that I can't accept it, it's just that I don't accept it so quickly.

Some small snowflakes gradually fell from the sky. I opened the black umbrella in my hand and walked slowly into the crowd.