after the canary left

Winter is approaching, and the morning wind is always cool.

It was almost six o'clock when he came out of Zhao's house, and the wind blew most of the time sobered up. He listened to too many sweet words last night, and now he just feels tired.

The sky had not yet been polished, and when the driver sent him back to the villa in the suburbs, the street lights had just been turned off, and the lonely air could penetrate the coolness into the internal organs.

Ji Chengchen didn't know what was wrong with him, his heart was empty.

He used to be very reluctant to go home, because his father didn't visit his mother before his death, so the relationship between father and son was very bad, almost strangers, even to the point where he never saw each other again.

Thinking back then, he didn't ask for a penny from the old man by himself, and after so many years in the entertainment industry, it seemed that he no longer had the concept of home.

It's nothing more than a big, empty house with a marble floor so clean it's almost waiting to shed dust.

He likes to confront his father, and the rebelliousness in his youth is buried in his bones, because his father cheated on a very beautiful and soft Omega back then.

He wanted an even-handed emotion, and he didn't want to see that pretentious Omega pollute the air around him.

But tonight, he thought back to the love in Gu Qingchu's eyes when he was talking to him, it was for another man, he didn't understand for a long time, what is home, what is love...

Marriage, love, everything is his blank space.

When I got out of the car, the wind was a bit strong. I don't know when a wind chime was tied in the yard of the villa, and it was tinkling.

The villa is a built-in door, you can only see it when you walk in, and there is a person squatting at the door.

"Meng Shuqiao, what are you doing squatting here?" He smelled of alcohol and asked impatiently.

Xiaotuanzi squatting at the door was wearing a coat that was not too thick, as if he was about to fall asleep after waiting, when he heard the sound, he opened his eyes.

He looked at the pair of leather shoes on the ground in a daze before he realized it, and his dull brain finally turned around.

Rubbing his eyes, he raised his head dully, his gentle and pure eyes were still foolish, and when he saw him, he laughed, his eyes crooked: "Brother Cheng Chen, you, you're back?"

He wanted to stand up, but he squatted like a small shrimp because of the discomfort in his waist due to pregnancy, and he didn't dare to sit on the ground that was too cold. Now that he thought about it, his legs were already numb.

Meng Shuqiao hurriedly rubbed her legs, and thought foolishly: "I thought, I thought it would be a long time before I go home, I..."

Seeing him struggling to get up, Ji Chengchen felt disgusted, and didn't even bother to reach out to help him.

There was an inexplicable irritability in his heart, as if he wanted to spread all his discomfort on this fool.

Anyway, he will forget tomorrow.

As soon as I entered the gate of the villa, I saw him squatting here, holding a big and worn-out cloth bag in his hand. He was extremely rustic. He was obviously an adult, but he was still wearing bright-colored overalls. He didn't speak. Maybe it could be better, but the first time I opened my mouth, I was so stupid.

"Why don't you go in? I didn't tell you to wait here to beg for food? Let others see that there is an idiot squatting in front of my house?" He rolled his eyes and pushed Meng Shuqiao who was rubbing his legs to open the door.

"Jojo... forgot to bring the key..."

"Don't you know if there is a combination lock? I told you the password!" Seeing him bowing his head like a child who did something wrong, Ji Chengchen only felt angrier in his heart.

He has always been impatient, and his bipolar disorder seems to be ignited by him at any time.

Meng Shuqiao said softly: "Forget, forget..."

Still at this time, he was in an extremely bad mood after drinking today, and he was so annoyed by his words: "How many times have I said it! What the hell can your mind remember! What about the phone! You can't even make a call!" ?!"

Before he left, Meng Shuqiao was still running a fever, but after squatting for so long, it really got hotter, and her rosy face was almost like a warm baby.

Ji Chengchen just felt angry. He needed the child in Meng Shuqiao's womb, so when he couldn't understand his own words or was too stupid again and again, he would lose his little patience.

Meng Shuqiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was taken aback by his throat. After a moment of hesitation, a guilty voice came out of his throat: "I'm afraid...Brother Cheng Chen is busy..."

His voice was very low, but he spoke very seriously, and even because of nervousness, he thought he had done something wrong again, so he lowered his head and clasped his fingers.

After squatting at the door for so long, he didn't dare to make a phone call. Brother Cheng Chen didn't like his silly look, and he would get angry when he found out.

He didn't want Brother Cheng Chen to be angry.

"Brother Cheng Chen has a job...very busy, he wants to be on TV, I can't make random calls to cause trouble..." He seriously repeated what he was thinking.

Ji Chengchen stared at him, looking unhappy.

Looking at the little curly hair hanging down in front of him, he felt a sense of guilt inexplicably, and softened his voice: "What are you doing out there?"

"Grocery shopping!" Meng Shuqiao thought he was not angry anymore, and hurriedly picked up her worn-out bag as if showing off.

"Buy fresh vegetables! Cook delicious food for you! Delicious food!"

Ji Chengchen: "Just for... this?"

"Yeah, I obediently ate all the vegetables at home. The dishes in the morning are fresh! How about I make soup!?"

Ji Chengchen ignored him, and bluntly entered the password to open the door: "0514, my birthday."

Then strode in, turned to see that he didn't move: "Hurry up, what are you doing standing there!"

Meng Shuqiao bit her lip and tried to stand up, but her numb legs made her tremble uncontrollably, her waist was still sore, and she really wanted to sit on the ground immediately.

After trying, there was nothing I could do, so I could only answer in a low voice: "Immediately, my legs won't move..."

do not know why……

A fool is a fool, and he doesn't even know how to express his numb legs.

The hand on the doorknob was released, Ji Chengchen came over and picked him up, he was a little shocked.

Because Meng Shuqiao was terribly thin, his weight was almost negligible to him.

"so stupid."

After entering the room, Ji Chengchen lay down on the soft sofa and sank deeply into it. He almost stayed up all night, and the alcohol paralyzed his nerves.

He vaguely felt a very fragrant and warm orange blossom fragrance on the sofa, which almost calmed Ben's restless heart instantly.

Inexplicably sleepy and unable to fall asleep, he got up and watched.

The original leftovers in the refrigerator have all disappeared, replaced by some fruits, which have been divided and cut into pieces, and the vegetables have been stacked neatly.

In the kitchen, Meng Shuqiao took out all the ingredients softly, and gently stirred the pot with chopsticks in her hand.

He didn't notice that there was someone behind him. After the water was boiled, he was still struggling to read the recipes on his mobile phone. Meng Shuqiao noticed that he had been drinking, and could recognize the smell of alcohol.

"Put...ginger slices, and..." He was busy making hangover soup and next to the noodles.

Ji Chengchen didn't know why he stood there with a cigarette in his hand, silently watching the busy figure in the kitchen.

The villa in the suburbs was the old house of his family. He didn't want to come back. If it wasn't for his father's inheritance, he would never set foot in it again in this life.

And since he has been working and living alone, the kitchen has almost never been fired, and it is usually his agent or secretary who handles his ingredients.

Meng Shuqiao stood there, holding the mobile phone in her hand and carefully watching how to make the hangover soup. Because she was in a hurry, she didn't even take off her coat. The slightly raised belly added a bit of obedience. The hot water in the pot boiled and smoked his face. Some are reddish, and even the tips of the ears are delicate like elves.

This person got up early in the morning just to buy ingredients.

Seeing Omega clumsily busy in the kitchen, Ji Chengchen's heart was inexplicably soft. This strange smell of fireworks seemed to bring stability and could fill the chaotic mind.

He made a glass of water, poured in honey, and licked his lips to taste it. His pale pink lips were stained with crystals.

Like a small clear strawberry, people can easily feel the light sweetness spreading from it without tasting it.

Ji Chengchen suspected that he was drunk, and looked at this little fool very pleasing to the eye.

Meng Shuqiao was holding a glass of honey water, turned around and saw him, a little at a loss: "I...I, I'll pour you a new glass!"

"It's no use."

With a big wave of Alpha's hand, Alpha carried him to the sofa, his soft lips sealed all the sound, the pheromone was suppressed and wrapped like a wave, and finally his breath fell into his arms and became tears.

Ji Chengchen wantonly vented all his desires and grievances on him, because only this little fool belongs to him completely.