true lie

Because of a simple act of wiping his face, Cheng Zhenzhen was out of his mind throughout the meal.

Until the old uncle cared and called him: "Sincerely, is the food not to your liking?"

It was not to his liking, but mainly he had no appetite at all.Cheng Zhen faked a smile and said, "I ate a lot at noon, so I'm not very hungry now."

"The conditions here are not good, and there is no decent restaurant in the town. I've wronged you." The old aunt answered.

"It's all from my own family, so I can't talk about being wronged or wronged," Cheng Zhenxin said, "You guys eat quickly, and don't worry about me."

While speaking, he felt that someone's gaze skipped over him.

Turning around, I saw Shen Zhou with his head down, picking up vegetables slowly.

Although he was born in a small, backward village, he was well-bred, he ate without haste, and he couldn't hear any chewing and swallowing sounds.

And he's not a picky eater.They met a few times before marriage, and he could eat French food and Japanese food, as well as roadside stalls. He seemed to treat everything equally, and he couldn't feel what he liked or didn't like.

Cheng Zhenxin suddenly remembered eating egg noodles for seven consecutive days.

This guy—a strange idea came to his mind—couldn't he have a problem with his taste, can't he taste food?

At this time, seeing that everyone had almost eaten, the old aunt smiled and said, "Xiao Zhou, didn't I tell you that your brother is looking for a girlfriend."

"Is that so?" Shen Zhou didn't raise his eyes, "Congratulations."

Probably because his answer was too bland, the old aunt's smile froze for a moment.Cheng Zhenxin saw it, he was still a little confused about the relationship between this family, thought for a moment, and made amends for Shen Zhou: "It's a good thing to find a girlfriend, which girl is it?"

Only then did the old aunt resume the tone she had just said: "The sixth team is from Liujia Village. He is about 1.6 meters tall. He is pretty and well-proportioned. He is also gentle and sensible. Both your uncle and I really like it!"

Cheng Zhenxin: "The most important thing is that my brother likes you."

"I like it! No, the two of you are just in the first half of the year, and they're already planning to get married!"

Saying that, the old aunt put down the bowls and chopsticks, and sighed, Cheng Zhenxin felt an ominous premonition.

He tentatively said, "Marriage is a good thing, why are you sighing?"

"Of course getting married is a good thing. Your uncle and I have been looking forward to this day in our dreams, but... the woman has a younger brother, and the bride price is very high. Don't look at me and your uncle for half a lifetime. Most of the money is spent on raising two boys, it's just not affordable."

Oh.

They co-authored a long list of beating around the bush to ask Shen Zhou for money!

Hearing this, the old uncle was unhappy, he threw down his job, and scolded the old aunt: "Stop talking, the child came back after a long time, why are you talking about such crap?"

"Is this a nonsense? Who is the one who can't sleep in the middle of the night, and who is the one who is full of bubbling? Besides, I feel uncomfortable. What's the matter with my nephew? Shut up and eat your meal." !"

The old uncle shrank his shoulders, picked up the bowl and continued to chop the rice, his movements were quite smooth, and it is estimated that the two of them have received such scolding for how many years they have lived.

"I'm sorry, sincerely," the old aunt returned to her frowning look after winning a staged victory, and turned to Cheng Zhenxin, "I made you laugh."

Cheng Zhenzhen glanced at Shen Zhou, who had just finished eating and was wiping his hands, there was no surprise or other emotion in his eyes.

No wonder I didn't answer the call just now.

I guess I've gotten used to it.

Cheng Zhenxin immediately made up a masterpiece of blood and tears in "Those Years I Lived Under the Fence".

His chest was inexplicably stuffy, and he rolled his eyes: "It's okay old aunt, just live, it's normal to make small troubles. But there is one thing I don't quite understand-why do you have to get married if you don't have money?"

His expression was innocent, as if he were a son of a rich family who didn't know much about the world.The old aunt had no doubts, and seized the opportunity to vomit her bitterness: "Because I'm old. Brother Xiaozhou is only one year younger than Xiaozhou. On our side, people will laugh at people who don't get married at the age of 24 or five. The son of the old Xu family The same year as Xiao Zhou, this year the child is four years old!"

Old Xu's house...it should be Wool Roll's house, and the four-year-old child is probably a bear.Cheng Zhenxin leaned on his chin and let out a "ah": "It turns out that my brother is only one year younger than Brother Shen Zhou, so what about his own savings?"

Old aunt: "He has only worked for a few years, where did he get the savings?"

"How can there be no savings?" Cheng Zhenzhen said, "By this time last year, Brother Zhou's company had already started planning for an IPO...that is to say, it was preparing for a public offering. My brother should be able to do the same."

Aunt: "..."

The old aunt opened her mouth, but she couldn't find any rebuttal words.

Finally she said awkwardly: "Hey, if his younger brother has the ability of Xiao Zhou, we don't have to worry about it every day."

Cheng Zhenzhen's tone was extremely proud: "That's not true!"

Aunt: "......"

"So don't worry," Cheng Zhenzhen clenched his fists and cheered up the old aunt very seriously, "My grandma often said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and they can do as much as they can. I believe that my brother will definitely be able to bring you happiness by himself." Come back with an extremely beautiful daughter-in-law and give birth to a fat grandson!"

After finishing the fight, he turned to Shen Zhou: "I just remembered, our pajamas are still in the car, you can accompany me to get them, it's too dark outside."

While talking, he pulled Shen Zhou's sleeves, and left the battlefield without looking back.

Cheng Zhenxin didn't lie to the old aunt, his pajamas were indeed in the car.After taking it out, probably in order to avoid meeting each other, Shen Zhou took him into a bedroom next to him.

He shook the things in his hand: "You wash up first, I'll go out for a while."

It was a kettle, and the old uncle's house did not have a dedicated bathroom.Cheng Zhen said helplessly: "Okay, I'll wipe it now. You..."

Shen Zhou put down the kettle and went out the door without looking back.

The posture seemed to make him blind if he looked at him too much.

... As for?

Cheng Zhenzhen stood where he was, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.And at the dinner table, he was so busy fighting with his old aunt that he didn't eat much.Shen Zhou was sitting next to him, so he was sure to find out, but he ignored him.

White-eyed wolf.

... This kind of person is worthy of a family?

That is to say, he, Cheng Zhenxin, would break in the door and go to someone else's house, and he would be kicked out within three days!

Cheng Zhenxin scolded Shen Zhou severely in his heart, and was very glad that he didn't like him, otherwise he would definitely be hurt and riddled with holes.

But now that he is the only one left in the room, his mind has completely calmed down, and he can think about what happened today.

He knew that Shen Zhou's background was not good, but he never imagined that he could be so poor - a small village that was so poor that he didn't want to shit, a disabled uncle, and an aunt who didn't treat him like one of his own and beat around the bush and begged for money.

Plus those villagers who are full and always poke people's spines in the back.

One can imagine how difficult it was for Shen Zhou when he was a teenager.

It takes a lot of courage to make the decision to join the Cheng family.

He couldn't help but think of the first time he saw Shen Zhou.

On the high school anniversary, he and Han Yu formed a small band to perform guitar playing and singing.In the last rehearsal, he went backstage to change a microphone stand.As a result, after walking a few steps, I found that the door of the prop room was surrounded by water-many girls were twittering and biting their ears inside.

"Is the prop room so hot?" He asked Han Yu.

"It's not that the props are hot, it's that the people are hot," Han Yu raised his chin, "Here, the biggest threat to your school grass position is inside."

At that time, school had just started, and like all schools, freshmen who had not yet been severely beaten by their studies secretly launched a school flower poll.Cheng Zhenxin's appearance is eye-catching, and his personality is also flamboyant, so he was voted first.

Who would have imagined that two weeks later, before the results came out, Shen Zhou, who had registered late, would make the freshmen turn against each other with a profile photo, and the number of votes instantly approached Cheng Zhenxin, becoming the favorite to win the championship.

Boys aged sixteen or seventeen were saving face, and when they heard that the "rival" was close in front of them, Cheng Zhenxin hurriedly looked over the crowd.

In the cramped utility room, the boy was wearing a black T-shirt with his school uniform draped over his shoulders.

He should have been caught temporarily as a strong man, and he was bending over to arrange his equipment.The thin but not too protruding hip bones are on the edge of the table, and the back is thin and tough, like a first-quarter moon buried in winter.

An ordinary boy must be very proud of being liked and paid attention to by so many girls, but his face is pale, and he can't tell whether he is happy or unhappy, or in other words, there is a kind of indifference that does not match his age.

Now that I think about it, living in such an environment since I was a child, it would be strange if I had a good personality, Cheng Zhenxin couldn't help sighing.

Then he reacted belatedly, and he actually developed a heart of compassion for his future enemy.

...Cheng Zhenxin, you are so kind!

Cheng Zhen rubbed his face and told himself not to think about Shen Zhou anymore, he sympathizes with Shen Zhou now, and he will be the one who will rebound in the future.

Fortunately, there was a disposable towel in the car. He took off his clothes, wet the towel, and wiped his body. When he rubbed the tattoo, he could still feel a slight pain.

Shen Zhou's attack on that beast was heavy enough.

Oh shit.

Wiping your body while watching out for someone coming in is a physical job. You ate little for lunch and almost nothing for dinner.

Just had dinner with the old aunt, now it is unrealistic to ask someone for supper, he closed his eyes, quietly felt the pain of hunger, told himself in his heart, the sky will send a big task to the people, they must starve their skin first, Hungry for his skin, hungry for his skin...

At this time, the door suddenly creaked: "Sleeping? Get up first."

People who don't care about him are so embarrassed to talk, Cheng Zhenzhen closes his eyes: "I'm dead asleep, I can't get up."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and Cheng Zhen heard the footsteps getting closer, accompanied by a sweet smell: "I can't get up, then I will throw the roasted sweet potatoes away."

What?Baked sweet potatoes?

"...don't throw it away," Cheng Zhenxin snapped his eyes open, and grabbed Shen Zhou's wrist, "who can't tell. Don't throw it away, I'll eat it!"

Shen Zhou sneered, and pulled his arms upwards.

Cheng Zhenzhen used his strength to straighten up, and took the sweet potato, which was still hot, with a few pieces of black ash on the skin.

"You are..." Cheng Zhenxin hasn't seen this kind of appearance for many years, "Did you bake it with a fire?"

Shen Zhou responded with a "hmm", took out a tissue, and wiped the dust off his sleeves and front.

It turned out that Shen Zhou went out to bake sweet potatoes for him, Cheng Zhenxin suddenly felt very guilty, guilty that he should not blame Shen Zhou, let alone treat a gentleman's stomach with a villain's heart.

"It's delicious, thank you." He held the sweet potato and made up in a low voice.

Shen Zhou continued to wipe the ashes: "Eat slowly."

After wiping the ashes, Shen Zhou began to undress.Cheng Zhenzhen thought that he wanted to check whether other places were clean, so he concentrated on eating sweet potatoes and didn't stop him.

But after taking off the sweater, he didn't intend to stop, and unbuttoned his shirt again. Judging by his posture, he seemed to be acting as a picture of a handsome man wiping his body.

Cheng Zhenxin quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, so as not to choke to death: "Stop...wait, you don't want to wipe your body in my room, do you?"

Shen Zhou's shirt was half unbuttoned, and he turned to him with his collarbone and half of his chest bare, with a bewildered expression on his face: "Otherwise, where am I going?"

Damn...Cheng Zhen quickly looked away and rubbed his ears: "You don't have a room of your own."

"It's true that there are not so many rooms in a bungalow. If you don't like it, I can sleep in my brother's room. But in their eyes, we are a legal couple. If we separate rooms..."

Shen Zhou paused, before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhenxin could already think of the following content.

They were legally married and were supposed to sleep together.If they sleep in separate rooms, the old uncle is worried and doesn't say anything. If those gossip women know about it, he might arrange Shen Zhou behind his back.

But the bedroom is a single bed, and if two big men want to sleep there, physical contact is absolutely inevitable.

He and Shen Zhou... are not in a relationship that allows for physical contact.

Cheng Zhenxin was caught in a dilemma.

When he was hesitating, his eyes liked to wander wildly, and at a certain moment, he drifted to Shen Zhou, and suddenly found that the guy looked normal on the surface, but his fingers grasping the clothes were so tight that his knuckles were white.

After all, he is a man, and he must feel very uncomfortable when his spine is poked.

And in such a uncomfortable situation, he even roasted sweet potatoes for himself.

Cheng Zhenzhen sighed silently: "I didn't say I didn't like it. Let's sleep together tonight."