Be at the same table with the rumored boss

It was only then that Xiao Lang discovered that the sunflowers in the pots were real, not the fake flowers he had raised in the pots at first.

"I said it was so cold when we first met, how could you still show up with sunflowers in your arms," ​​Su Mianyang said, "I don't know how to grow flowers, and I didn't dare to approach your flowers in a dormitory. It stayed, and I found out it was a fake flower when I adopted it."

Xiao Lang squatted down and carefully looked at the sunflowers in front of him. The flowers were fresh and beautiful, the veins of the leaves were clear and smooth, and the whole potted flower revealed a thriving vitality.

He hadn't seen a real sunflower for a long time. Perhaps artificial flowers could survive forever, but the power of life could never be simply copied.

The sunflowers given by Liu Ming only bloomed for two weeks, and the plants died after setting seeds. After asking the people around him and learning that this was a normal phenomenon, Xiao Lang was very sad and powerless. He didn't want to experience the loss again and again.

Finally, he thought of a good way, put the sunflower seeds, and planted a fake flower in the pot, so that the flower will never wither.

At that time, Xiao Lang thought that this method was very good, once and for all, and he would no longer have to worry about the flowers withering, but when he saw the sunflower raised by Su Mianyang in full bloom, he was shocked to realize Liu Ming's intention.

From the mud, born to the light.

The pace of life's advancement is never-ending, and shrinking and retreating will never have a blooming posture. Death is inevitable, but sunflowers will use the nutrients accumulated in their lives to cultivate the next generation, and they will continue to grow in the form of seeds.

A person has never really left, everything that people have later is traces of their past life, and all identity certificates will be canceled one day, but the existence of a person does not only depend on these.

Su Mianyang followed and squatted next to Xiao Lang. He adjusted the position of the flowerpot with his hand, and said to Sunflower in a coaxing tone, "Come on, girl, how are you? Your father, I am right, your mother will come back. The two of you I haven't seen you for a long time, let your mother take you home today, and we won't see each other in the future."

Xiao Lang, who suddenly had an extra daughter and husband, couldn't help laughing. He lowered his head and said to Sunflower: "Well, we are in the middle of a divorce. The court sentenced you to your father. You can follow him from now on."

Su Mianyang's eyes widened, and he quickly reached out to support the sunflower petals, "What are you doing, children don't want to hear such words."

Xiao Lang was still smiling, and he looked at Su Mianyang, "I'm serious, you are well raised, and since the relationship is so deep, you don't have to ask me to take it back. If I want to see... just come to you, the court But there is no rule that you cannot visit your children after divorce, right?"

This remark made Su Mianyang's heart beat a few beats faster, his gaze was erratic, he looked at all the things around him but he didn't have the courage to look directly at Xiao Lang's smile, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to look away once he looked over.

Su Mianyang lowered his head and coughed softly, "Then...the relationship between the three of us is still so good, can't we...reconcile as before?"

Time passed by every minute and every second, Su Mianyang silently counted to ten in his heart, he thought, if Xiao Lang still didn't answer by the fifteenth, he would let the matter go by himself.

One.

two.

three.

Four...

"Actually, from the moment we met again, I was thinking about the relationship between the two of us. If it is a broken mirror reunion, it seems that we have never been broken. In ordinary nights, no one said goodbye and it ended so suddenly."

Xiao Lang paused for a moment and then said, "If you say Bie Sheng is newly married, it doesn't seem to be a traditionally defined couple. If it weren't for this sudden reunion, we might really forget about it, so I searched and searched, but couldn't find it. A word that can be used to describe our current relationship."

Su Mianyang lowered his breathing.

"Then I thought, why do I have to stick to the past? As long as I know what I think now, it's not enough. In the end, I re-examined our relationship," Xiao Lang looked at Su Mianyang seriously, and said slowly , "I found... I still seem to like you very much, not only in the past, but also in the present, and even... in the future."

"As time goes by bit by bit, my liking has also increased bit by bit. I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought I didn't like it that much, but you just have the ability to make me countless times Falling in love again, I should have realized it from the first time I saw your heart beating faster when we met again."

Su Mianyang wanted to say something at first, but Xiao Lang stretched out his hand to stop his movement, Su Mianyang was stunned, and raised his eyes to stare at Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang's chest heaved greatly, and it took him a long while to fully prepare himself, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Yang, there is no one now, I will give you a red envelope, do you want it?"

Su Mianyang gasped. He didn't answer directly, but stretched out his hand and turned the direction of the sunflower, "Children can't watch the next thing."

Xiao Lang didn't know when he was hugged onto the sofa. After he realized this, Su Mianyang's kisses fell one after another.

After recovering his sanity for a moment, he was thrown out of the sky again. Xiao Lang simply reached out and hugged Su Mianyang's neck, letting the other party move.

Until Su Mianyang's hand touched his zipper.

Xiao Lang subconsciously pressed Su Mianyang's hand.

Even if he hasn't experienced it, he knows what Su Mianyang wants to do next. This is his body's subconscious avoidance. Although the conflict has been resolved, they haven't seen each other for so long. Whether it's shame or fear, Xiao Lang just doesn't want to continue.

Su Mianyang looked down at him.

"Brother...I don't want to." Xiao Lang didn't dare to look into Su Mianyang's eyes, he was afraid to read any emotions in these eyes at this moment.

Su Mianyang stared at Xiao Lang.

To be honest, it has already developed to this point, it is too late to let him stop, he wants to destroy this person desperately more than respecting Xiao Lang's wishes.

Su Mianyang's panting gradually became heavier, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. At this moment, he was on the dominant side, pressing on Xiao Lang's body for the final thought struggle.

The hands of the clock in the living room were walking "da da da", and when the second hand made a full circle, Su Mianyang still sighed and got up from the sofa in silence.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Su Mianyang said.

"Brother Sheep..."

"Don't call me that," Su Mianyang's voice was a little hasty, he interrupted Xiao Lang, "I know how much I like you, every second of delay will make me regret my decision just now."

"I want to say..." Xiao Lang paused, "Let me help you."

Grass.

This was Su Mianyang's whole thought.

To be honest, Xiao Lang's technique is very unfamiliar, and he doesn't have much real pleasure, but that's not what he said, after all, just realizing that the person squatting in front of him is Xiao Lang, has already made Su Mianyang feel uncomfortable. got the greatest satisfaction.

Xiao Lang will always be his highest standard.

After the work was over, Su Mianyang slumped on the sofa and recalled what had happened that day. His expression was unlovely, his eyes were dull, his eyes were sunken, and his mouth was slightly open. At first glance, he looked just like a college student during the exam week.

In fact, his inner thoughts are very simple, just thinking: I heard that other people smoke afterwards after doing bad things, and I, a non-smoker, don't even have a chance to pretend to be deep.

Xiao Lang couldn't see what Su Mianyang was thinking, so he sat beside Su Mianyang for a while and asked, "Are you hungry? I'm going to cook. Is everything at home in the refrigerator?"

Only then did Su Mianyang come back to his senses, he was no longer deep, and sat up straight, "Don't, I'll come to cook after you tell me, you... just rest when you're tired."

Su Mianyang entered the kitchen, and Xiao Lang followed him, originally wanting to see if there was anything he needed to help with, but Su Mianyang shut the kitchen door for him as soon as he saw Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang had no choice but to go back to the living room, but he has never been a person who can feel at ease when others are busy. The room belongs to others, and things cannot be moved around. After thinking about it, Xiao Lang picked up the broom next to the door.

By the time Su Mianyang brought out the meal, Xiao Lang had already cleaned up the living room.

"Hey, you, you are really..." Su Mianyang shook his head helplessly, "Why don't you like being idle?"

"I'm used to it." Xiao Lang replied, he took the things in Su Mianyang's hand and put them away one by one.

"I can't bear what you said," Su Mianyang said, "It's so comfortable to marry this character at home. He rushes to do all the housework. I won't get used to living together in the future. We will all be old in 80 years. , when winter comes, I will just sit on the bed and watch the snow outside the window.”

Xiao Lang glanced at Su Mianyang, "I only said three words, how did you think of so many?"

"Then tell me, what is the future I imagine?" Su Mianyang answered.

Xiao Lang stirred the soup with his chopsticks. Although it was only for a moment, he was sure that all the red dates he saw had been carefully removed and their pits removed.

This discovery reminded Xiao Lang that he once told Su Mianyang why he didn't like jujubes. He quickly scanned the dishes on the table, only to realize that these dishes were soft.

It turned out that someone would really keep in mind all the likes and dislikes he said, even if the reason sounds outrageous.

Xiao Lang bent his lips, "It's far better than the future I thought I would have."

Far better than what he once thought, there is no end to the distance that only he has to go on.

"By the way, let's re-add the contact information." Su Mianyang took out his mobile phone and called up the phone book page, "Otherwise you won't be able to find it if you want to, and there are chat software like Penguin. I won't chat with you before going to bed tonight. I guess I won't be able to sleep."

Xiao Lang almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He thought Su Mianyang, who was so impatient, was very funny, and subconsciously wanted to tease him, "Then you never thought about staying with me for a night? It's hard to come here."

Su Mianyang froze for a moment, his eyes gradually became more colorful, anticipation and depression repeatedly entangled, and it was rare that he showed a complex expression that Xiao Lang could not understand.

Xiao Lang realized that this joke was not appropriate.