unrequited love forbidden

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Unhealed love, understand

The phone rang twice and was connected, "Jiang Xiao?"

"Where are you?" Jiang Xiao was a little anxious. He got off the bed while reaching for his clothes. He pulled the curtains and didn't look at the lights. He accidentally knocked his calf, and his face was distorted in pain, "Fuck!"

"I'm home." There was a sound of opening the door outside the bedroom, and within a few seconds the bedroom door was opened, and the bright lights dispelled the darkness, reflecting Jiang Xiao's grinning handsome face.

"Where have you been?" Jiang Xiao's tone was a little rushed.

"I couldn't sleep, so I went to the supermarket outside the neighborhood to buy couplets, and I also bought some melon seeds and peanuts." Fu Qingzhou pulled him up from the ground, "I saw that you were sound asleep, so I didn't call you."

Jiang Xiao silently breathed a sigh of relief, stared at him and said, "You are afraid that you won't scare me to death."

Fu Qingzhou rubbed his hair, "I'm sorry, I must tell you in advance next time."

Jiang Xiao tilted his head following his strength, reached out and hugged his waist, and yawned lazily, "Do you feel better now?"

"En." Fu Qingzhou recalled Tan Yuan's last words, and said in a deep voice, "It's much better."

On New Year's Eve, even the TV is very lively.

When Fu Qingzhou got up, Jiang Xiao had already taken Fu Zhi to paste the couplets at the door, and the mobile phone on the coffee table in the living room was vibrating non-stop, and Fu Qingzhou took a look when he passed by.

"Don't worry about him." Jiang Xiao said, "I probably want to ask me to go to their house for the New Year."

Fu Qingzhou was a little surprised by this distinct way of addressing. After all, Jiang Xiao has always been soft-hearted, especially when facing his relatives, he can always let go of the bottom line.

It's hard to say anything else, but Fu Qingzhou is sure that Jiang Xiao absolutely cares about Jiang Lei and Jiang Xuelin.

"Would you like to return one?" Fu Qingzhou said: "Even if it's not for your father, your grandpa must be worried when he is by the side."

Jiang Xiao paused, then called Jiang Xuelin, but no one answered, and finally had to call Jiang Lei back.

"Hey, Xiaoxiao? Is it Xiaoxiao?" Jiang Xuelin's voice came from the phone, and he was relieved after being anxious, "Why don't you answer the phone, kid!"

"Grandpa, I didn't hear when I posted couplets outside just now." Jiang Xiao rubbed the gold powder on the couplets on his pants, "You didn't bring your mobile phone?"

"I forgot about it in a hurry, and it's not easy for people to go back to pick it up for the New Year's Eve." Jiang Xuelin smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, when will you come over?"

Jiang Xiao was silent for a while, "Grandpa, I will celebrate the New Year at my home this year, so I won't be there."

"You child, what is your own home, your father and I are your own home." Jiang Xuelin said: "Don't get angry with your father, he has such a bad temper, just now you didn't answer the phone, he was so anxious that he planned to let someone go ——Hey, your father won’t let me say it.”

Jiang Lei's complaints were faintly heard on the other side of the phone.

Jiang Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, "I really can't go, Grandpa, you should eat and rest well, and I'll see you when I go back to my hometown in a few days."

Jiang Xuelin sighed, his old voice sounded with unspeakable regret, "Is it really not possible to come?"

"I'll have to argue with my dad again." Jiang Xiao paused, "Grandpa, if you're not feeling well, call me and I'll pick you up."

Not surprisingly, Jiang Lei's angry voice came over, "Jiang Xiao, your wings are stiff!? If you don't come back today, don't come back in the future!"

"Why are you yelling at the child!" Jiang Xuelin's voice was louder than his, as if he had thrown something, "Who are you talking to!"

"Dad, don't be angry, but listen to what he has to say." Jiang Lei's aura instantly fell, trying to defend himself.

"Why don't you look at what you've done!" Jiang Xuelin slapped the table heavily, "Forcing the child to refuse to go home during the Chinese New Year, that's how you act as a father!"

Jiang Xiao was not interested in what Jiang Lei was still saying, so he hung up the phone directly.

Fu Qingzhou saw that his expression was not good, "Your father knows?"

"Yeah." Jiang Xiao frowned, "If you know it, you know it, and I didn't intend to hide it from him."

Fu Qingzhou's family relationship is limited to Fu Jianhong, and now he can add Fu Zhi at best. In fact, it is difficult for him to understand the bondage of blood relationship between relatives, so he can't give Jiang Xiao advice on this.

But Jiang Xiao didn't seem to need his help.

"My dad is tough-mouthed and soft-hearted." Jiang Xiao said: "And I will screw him up, and if I find a chance to be soft, he won't really do anything."

"Don't fight him?" Fu Qingzhou wanted to laugh.

"In truth, I'm about the same age as him, and I can't make a mistake." Jiang Xiao said: "I can see him anytime now and know that there is such a person in the world. My grandfather is still there, so I feel confident in everything I do.”

"However, we still have to express our attitude properly." Jiang Xiao reached out and touched his nose, "Let him know that I will not compromise with him on everything."

Fu Qingzhou looked at him and said with emotion: "Not bad, mature."

"At least I died once, so I figured out something." Jiang Xiao threw the phone on the sofa casually, "Let's go, post a blessing."

The festive blessing character was rightly pasted on the door.

Xie Tun looked down at the news, and shouted to the people in the room: "Mom, I'm going out for a while."

"Still going out today? Where are you going?"

"A friend is here, I'll go and have a look!" He changed into his shoes, grabbed a scarf and went downstairs.

There was a low-key car parked outside the neighborhood. Mu Zhengping was wearing a dark gray coat and sunglasses. When he saw him coming over, he waved to him, "This way."

He came out in a hurry, didn't have time to put on his coat, and felt cold when he came down, strode towards him, reached out to shake his hand, and said politely: "Mr. Mu, it's Chinese New Year, you don't have to run one trip."

"It's okay, I'm not busy at home, and I'm not busy when I'm idle." Mu Zhengping handed him the box in his hand, "The watch was a little oily, and I decided to ask someone to clean it on my own initiative. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind." Xie Tun took the box and said with a dry smile, "The wine last time was really strong, which made Boss Mu laugh."

"I should apologize. The new assistant is ignorant and chose the wrong wine." Mu Zhengping handed him two more boxes of gifts. "This is a gift for my uncle and aunt. Be careful."

"You really bothered me too much." Xie Tun took it over, and said politely: "It's cold outside, Mr. Mu, why don't you go up and have a cup of tea?"

Mu Zhengping smiled and said, "Then I'll be disrespectful."

He Trent smiled and was about to say that you are walking slowly, when he suddenly realized, "Huh?"

"Is it inconvenient?" Mu Zhengping tilted his head.

"No, please, Mr. Mu." Xie Tun warmly and politely beckoned him to go upstairs, trying to cover up the situation just now.

This Mu Zhengping really didn't regard himself as an outsider, he was a guest on New Year's Eve, and they didn't know each other very well... He was slanderous, but polite on the surface, and led him upstairs.

Mu Zhengping touched the back of his hand inadvertently, "Mr. Shao came down to pick me up in a hurry. He didn't wear a coat. It looked like he was freezing."

"It's okay, antifreeze." He Tren smiled slightly, and entered the elevator with him, staring at the numbers on the elevator in a daze.

In fact, he couldn't get drunk with the amount that day, but the wine was too strong, and he didn't know who mixed it up for him. In the end, he drank to pieces. When he woke up, Mu Zhengping was in the hotel with him, and the other party seemed to take care of him. One night, his initial impression of Mu Zhengping was completely overturned.

This guy is really nice...huh?

He Trent looked down at the box containing the watch, and a few vague scenes flashed through his mind, as if he and Mu Zhengping were pushing or pulling, and the watch was loosely untied from his wrist...but how could they still kiss each other? ——

He suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Zhengping who was standing beside him, his expression gradually frightened.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhengping looked at him puzzled.

Xie Tun opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say dryly, "Mr. Mu, am I okay if I'm drunk?"

"Oh, that's not true." Mu Zhengping said very firmly.

Xie Tun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it should be because his memory was confused or he was dreaming.

"It seems that you think I'm your ex-girlfriend." Mu Zhengping didn't rush, he stopped, "Don't worry, it's just a couple of kisses, both of them are men, it's okay."

He suddenly felt that the box in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties, and he wanted to hit his head twice, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Mu, I'm broken, and I'll treat you to dinner another day to make amends."

"It's not enough to make amends." Mu Zhengping smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I understand that the emotional injury has not healed."

Xie Tun's hair stood on end by his slap, and he could only laugh dryly.

"Besides, don't call me Mr. Mu, no matter what, the two of us have slept together in the same bed, just call me Brother Mu." Mu Zhengping said.

Xie Tun twitched the corners of his mouth, "Mr. Mu, how old are you?"

"29." Mu Zhengping smiled and said, "How about it, can you be worthy of your elder brother?"

He is five years older than Xie Trent, so he can really call out brother.

But the problem was that he was talking too close, so he moved to the side uncomfortably, and watched the elevator door open as if he was amnesty, and he jumped out with a stride, "Mr. Mu, this way please."

Mu Zhengping didn't force him, but followed him into the house with a kind face.

Xie Tun's father is a public official, and his mother is a university professor. Both of them seem to be very kind and friendly, and they also welcome Mu Zhengping's visit at this time.

He was by the side to accompany and entertain the guests. Mu Zhengping usually looked foolish, but he didn't expect that he still had something in his stomach, so he could chat with his parents.

"Uncle and aunt, you just have to be busy, don't worry about me, I'll just stay with Xiao Shao." Seeing that they were still busy with the New Year's Eve dinner, Mu Zhengping was very accommodating.

"There's nothing to be busy about. Xiaomu's family is local? Where are you celebrating the New Year?" Mother Shao asked.

"I'll live by myself." Mu Zhengping said with a smile, "It's nothing interesting, I just happened to come and see you."

"I'm so lonely during Chinese New Year, why don't you stay and spend it with us." Shao's mother said enthusiastically: "There are many people and it's lively."

"Yes, stay here, let's have a New Year's Eve dinner together, and you young people can also chat together, so that this kid won't go into the room to play games by himself." The father made a decision: "Let's have a drink tonight."

"This is so embarrassing." Mu Zhengping turned his head to look at Xie Trent.

Can't wait for him to leave as soon as possible: "Mr. Mu won't tell the family—"

"But since uncles, aunts, and Xiao Shao all said that, then I won't bother you." Mu Zhengping interrupted him slowly.

卲遄: "??"

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