Vicious cannon fodder, he doesn't want heartthrobs

Zhu Changliang

(One)

When going to Huo Yunzhen's funeral, Zhu Changliang didn't even realize it. How can a good person disappear if he says he doesn't?

His father's sudden hospitalization caught him by surprise. He thought that such a thing would never happen again. He was far calmer and more mature than before, so he would definitely not be as flustered as the first time.

But when Huo Yunzhen really left, Zhu Changliang felt as if he had been hollowed out.

How...how could it be Huo Yunzhen?

Huo Yunzhen's body is so good, and he's such a good person. Isn't it natural for good people to live long?Why did God take Huo Yunzhen away?

Zhu Changliang didn't know how he got home. When he realized it, he was already in the bedroom at home.

His mother opened the door and came in, handed him a glass of juice, Zhu Changliang took it stiffly, and drank it down.

There should be a lot of ice in it, and it was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

"Xiao Liang," he heard his mother's voice, "cry, it will be better."

Zhu Changliang blinked his eyes and held back the tears welling up in his eyes.

No, he doesn't cry.

He had secretly promised Huo Yunzhen that he would become mature, stable, and able to match Huo Yunzhen.

How can he cry?That's too immature, right?

Zhu Changliang shook his head, pretending to be relaxed and said to his mother, "Mom, I'm fine, thank you for the juice."

"You go back and get some rest early." He sighed.

Saying that, Zhu Changliang raised his head and smiled at his mother.

But his mother's eyes clearly reflected him, his so-called smile was uglier than crying.

He couldn't laugh any longer.

Zhu Changliang didn't know what was going on, he suddenly remembered that he used to hate Huo Yunzhen.

Since when did you start liking Huo Yunzhen?

Who knows.

If I can say this clearly, where are there so many idiots and resentful women in the world?

Besides, with Huo Yunzhen's charismatic personality, who wouldn't like him if he came into contact with him?

It really couldn't be easier to like Huo Yunzhen.

(two)

Fang Tianwen's movie was released.

After Huo Yunzhen left, Zhu Changliang's relationship with Ye Baihua and Fang Tianyi became closer. Perhaps it was because he missed that person in his heart. All the grievances and entanglements in the past were blown away with the wind, and these people became friends.

Zhu Changliang suddenly remembered that a long time ago, his father scolded him for being too independent and mean, no one wanted to get along with him, and when something happened, no one would give him a hand!

In fact, before meeting Huo Yunzhen, he really had no friends.

But Huo Yunzhen, one is worth ten.

Later, something happened to him, and someone really helped him.

It was Huo Yunzhen.

Now Huo Yunzhen is gone, but because of Huo Yunzhen, he has a few friends with good personalities and abilities.

Is this Huo Yunzhen's protection?

(three)

That movie achieved very good results. Zhu Changliang still remembers making a bet with Huo Yunzhen before, but now he can't fulfill the bet.

Zhu Changliang replayed the movie several times, and finally muttered: "Huo Yunzhen, you won."

"Your vision is better than mine."

After a pause, Zhu Changliang corrected again: "Not necessarily, it seems that mine is not bad."

"After all, I'm entangled with you."

(four)

After his father had no health problems, he returned to Zhu's, but this time, he spent three days drying the net and two days fishing, not to mention that he was not serious when fishing, as if he was here to be a mascot.

It's just that this mascot is doing it, and people don't want to do it anymore. Zhu Changliang's power is in Zhu Changliang's hands. Zhu Changliang is getting more and more busy, and he has also promoted some reforms in Zhu's family.

He applied the model he had seen at Huo Yunzhen to Zhu's, which reduced the original Zhu's tedious process. Sure enough, everyone was very happy. Several times, Zhu Changliang accidentally bumped into the staff's whispers of praise for him. It's funny, and there's something indescribable about it.

"It's not my creation," he said.

"It was taught to me by a good friend of mine before."

"Huo Yunzhen, the boss of the Huo family, you have heard of the Huo who single-handedly stabilized the precarious Huo family and made further progress?"

Those few employees didn't seem to expect him to talk so much, they just nodded in a daze.

He smiled, "Goodbye."

Faintly, he heard the exclamation of someone behind him.

——"Isn't Mr. Zhu very gentle? Who spread the rumor that Mr. Zhu has a bad temper?"

—— "Keep your voice down! Mr. Zhu hasn't gone far yet!"

The corners of Zhu Changliang's lips curled up. In fact, he used to have a really bad temper.

But Huo Yunzhen, unconsciously, taught him too much.

(Fives)

On this day, as soon as Zhu Changliang came home, he felt a little weird. Since the Zhu family was handed over to him, his parents, who had traveled all over the world and could not easily see them, were all at home, and they were sitting on the sofa with a very serious expression on their faces.

Zhu Changliang took off his coat and carefully asked, "What's wrong?"

These two sweet and loving couples won't quarrel, right?

Otherwise, why is the expression so serious?

Zhu Changliang walked to the sofa, "What's the matter? Tell me, I promise to be fair and just, let me analyze it for you———"

Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Zhu stretched out their hands suddenly, and the petals fell from the air one after another, touching Zhu Changliang's head.

Mrs. Zhu shook her head, and said with regret: "I wanted to use ribbons and the like, but in the end I didn't want to bother you."

Zhu Changliang was silent for a while, and silently removed the petals from his head, "...Do you need me to thank you?"

"Then there's no need," Mrs. Zhu waved her hand, stood up and held Zhu Changliang in her arms, "Happy birthday, my baby."

Mr. Zhu coughed twice, and took out a small box from under the pillow. The packaging of the box was a bit strange, and the garlands on it were crooked.

He stuffed Zhu Changliang, "Happy birthday."

The family walked towards the restaurant, Mrs. Zhu approached Zhu Changliang, and whispered: "He insisted on packing it himself, and it turned out so ugly. It's really clumsy and helpless."

Zhu Changliang looked at the crooked garlands on the box in his hand, and smiled, "I think it looks pretty."

Mrs. Zhu looked at him in surprise, shook her head, but her eyes were full of smiles, "As expected of father and son, the aesthetic vision is so different."

"Old Zhu! Lao Zhu, did you hear that? Your son praised your crooked latte art!"

Mr. Zhu walked in front, he paused, but he didn't look back, he just stepped forward, as if something was chasing him behind him.

Mrs. Zhu smiled and said, "You're still shy at such a big age?"

Saying that, Mrs. Zhu looked at Zhu Changliang again, "I don't even know what the gift he bought himself, open it and have a look?"

Zhu Changliang held the box tightly, and stretched out his hand to Mrs. Zhu, "Then you should give me a birthday present too?"

Mrs. Zhu looked at Zhu Changliang in pretended shock, and then reached out to hit him.

"Yaoshou, how dare you let your own mother ask for a gift!"

Mrs. Zhu prepared a gift for Zhu Changliang, but she just had a quarrel with Zhu Changliang, and finally said to him: "The gift is in your room."

Zhu Changliang smiled at her, "Thank you Mom."

On that day, there was a lot of fun at the dinner table.

There are just two dishes, which are ridiculously unpalatable.

Zhu Changliang had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't say it. Instead, Mrs. Zhu directly exposed Mr. Zhu after tasting two chopsticks.

"It really takes talent to cook."

Mr. Zhu also ate a chopstick, his expression distorted for a moment.

"Study hard and practice hard, there will always be good results," Zhu Changliang interjected/mouthed at the right time, "It's normal that the first time it doesn't taste good, just practice again."

Mrs. Zhu looked at her son, then at her husband, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's practice."

Mr. Zhu looked at his wife and then at his son, and suddenly he felt motivated.

——Isn’t it just cooking? He still doesn’t believe that he can’t conquer it!

No one cared about those two dishes, but a few people drank too much wine. Mr. Zhu has not drank alcohol since he fell ill. His drinking capacity was average at first, but now it is even worse.

After drinking two more glasses, he even talked more.

He said that he had spoken harshly to Zhu Changliang before, and he shouldn't have said that; he said that it was his father's negligence to make his son feel that his father didn't like him; he said that he had always been proud of Zhu Changliang, whether it was in the past or now; Many people envy him for having such a good son as Zhu Changliang...

Mrs. Zhu did not speak, but quietly poured wine for Mr. Zhu. Zhu Changliang took this opportunity to ask something he had been concerned about before. Mr. Zhu was a little confused. Zhu Changliang's nose was a little sour.

Mrs. Zhu hugged him, said nothing, just patted his back lightly, comforting him like he was still a child.

Zhu Changliang closed his eyes and leaned on his mother's shoulder, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, leaving clear water stains.

"Xiao Liang," Mrs. Zhu said softly, "You have always been my mother's pride."

Zhu Changliang nodded vigorously.

It turned out that the approval he wanted from his parents had already been obtained a long time ago.

(six)

From that day on, Zhu Changliang suddenly understood how to use the long mouth.

There can be misunderstandings between parents and children, let alone other people.

He couldn't help but think of Huo Yunzhen who said to him with a smile before: "Long mouth is for talking."

"If you don't tell, how will others know."

(Seven)

In the spring of that year, Zhu Changliang came to see Huo Yunzhen and brought the wine that Huo Yunzhen gave him for the first time.

He was silent for a long time, then said softly, "I'm living a pretty good life now."

"It's just a pity that I haven't told you my heart yet."

"But, Ah Zhen," he paused, "thank you."

Thank you for recognizing me.

Thank you for being my friend.

Thank you for being with me.

Thank you for teaching me so much.

Zhu Changliang raised the wine in his hand, "To you."