After the divorce, he was entangled by the little wolf dog

Fu Huizhou thought it was work news, so he didn't take it up and reply, but just strolled around the university campus with Qiao Zhuo.

"You are also Zhang Yan's brother now." Qiao Zhuo was dissatisfied, as if his belongings had been taken away.

"The situation is urgent." Fu Huizhou smiled lightly, Qiao Zhuo's concern made him sweet, but, "You can go back after buying water, I won't go up."

"elder brother?"

Life can't only consider sweetness, the practical problems raised by Fu Huizhou have not been resolved.

It’s not that Qiao Zhuo has never thought about family issues. He has also been testing his mother’s attitude. After his mother sent him the article “Homosexuality is a disease”, he tried to give a correct scientific explanation and told his mother tactfully that he wanted to Keep your hair longer.

He also thought about asking his mother to think about her relationship with Qiao Jiansheng. The essence of the mistake was Qiao Jiansheng's derailment and fraudulent marriage. Qiao Jiansheng was not sick, but just didn't love her at all.

But this is too cruel, the mother has always loved Qiao Jiansheng, and is parasitic on Qiao Jiansheng's "love", the love she fabricated.

So Qiao Zhuo could only choose to infiltrate gently and let his mother accept his sexual orientation.

But this idea seems to conflict with Fu Huizhou's.

He can take his time, because he knows that he will hold on to Fu Huizhou, he will love Fu Huizhou forever, and he and Fu Huizhou will one day get the support of his family.

But the distance to reach "someday" is too wide. For the future, he tried his best, but in the end he can only give one verbal guarantee, which is better than nothing for Fu Huizhou.

After all, no one can give a clear result about the future.

He dared to believe that they had a future, but Fu Huizhou no longer had the energy and leverage. If Fu Huizhou was to put himself into a long-term relationship again, and the outcome of this relationship could not be determined, it would be cruel.

This is the lack of security caused by the age gap, which cannot be made up.

Fu Huizhou believes that Qiao Zhuo loves him now, but when time goes by and the pressure from the family becomes more and more obvious, will Qiao Zhuo still love him so much?

When it comes time to make a choice, will Qiao Zhuo choose him and give up his family?

Since there is no guarantee, it is better to make a choice now to save his time cost, or in other words, life cost.

"Qiao Zhuo, forgive me. I am a cowardly and selfish person. Don't be burdened. You can make any choice." Fu Huizhou took a step back and distanced himself from Qiao Zhuo, "I'm sorry that I seem to be Force you, and always quit, but I hope you can understand."

Fu Huizhou has always been cowardly, not daring to refute his ex-husband's abuse, not daring to confront his ex-husband's domestic violence, and even compromised in the division of property, just to escape the desperate marriage quickly.

The current decision seems to be another step back, but it is actually Fu Huizhou's bravery.

Qiao Zhuo is his last "gamble". If Qiao Zhuo still feels that family affection is more important than love in the end, then he will not have such a deep relationship with anyone in the future.Maybe I will never get married again, maybe I will find a suitable marriage partner who will not worry about the future, and just be a companion.

The afternoon wind blew up, and it was warm. Fu Huizhou's slightly longer bangs were blown by the wind, and his eyes were hidden behind his hair. He took another step back silently, curled the corners of his mouth, turned and left.

"Before I give you an accurate answer, you can't like others!" Qiao Zhuo said suddenly.

Fu Huizhou had already walked more than a dozen steps away, and Qiao Zhuo put his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly as he muffled his voice in the wind, separated by some strangers.

In sight, Fu Huizhou's back paused for a second, and then quickly quickened his pace.This change of movement made him happy, and he thought that Fu Huizhou's face must be red again.

Fu Huizhou's back gradually became smaller, and he followed up silently, not far away from Fu Huizhou.After sending Fu Huizhou out of the school gate, he got into the car again, until the rear of the car disappeared from sight, then he resumed his normal pace and walked towards the dormitory building.

The dormitory door was closed, but he didn't take it seriously, he grabbed the doorknob and pulled it out.There was a sound of metal clashing, and the door was locked.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, an indescribable sound leaked from the poor-quality wooden door.It seems that Zhang Yan is "not worth" his worrying at all, he is much more sexually blessed than him.

Qiao Zhuo, who was rejected, had nothing to do, sitting on the bench downstairs in the dormitory to let go.

Like a tacit understanding, Fu Huizhou, who had just arrived home, also leaned on the sofa, staring at the empty living room in a daze.Turning on the phone habitually, about half an hour ago, a message from Mrs. Qiao made him froze.

Mrs. Qiao: Mr. Fu, let's meet and talk about my son.

It seems that he doesn't need to worry about whether he is doing right or not. Mrs. Qiao probably already knows something by saying so.

Fu Huizhou: OK, when is convenient for you.

Mrs. Joe: Now, I'm downstairs at your house.

Fu Huizhou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He was sure that he had never told Mrs. Qiao's address, and Qiao Zhuo didn't need to tell her, so how did Mrs. Qiao come downstairs to his house?

The feeling of being stared at by the invisible crept up his scalp along his back, but that was Qiao Zhuo's mother, and he would choose to accept any impolite behavior.

Without further questioning, Fu Huizhou changed his shoes and took Mrs. Qiao home. The woman silently followed Fu Huizhou upstairs, her stiff expression cooling down the atmosphere.

Fu Huizhou opened the door and was about to pour warm water to wash the fruits, but Mrs. Qiao ran towards the master bedroom at home as if she had suddenly "come alive", and pushed the door open without permission.

"Mrs. Joe!"

Mrs. Qiao didn't care about anything, panting heavily, her eyes were tearing apart, the red blood in her eyes connected with the veins on her forehead, and the elegant long dress seemed to wrap a beast.

After a quick "check" in the master bedroom, she rushed to the guest room and pushed open the bathroom door of the guest room. Her high-heeled shoes hit the floor tiles, and her increasingly red eyes aggravated the ups and downs of her chest.

Before the two of them put away their toiletries, they were in a hurry to send Qiao Zhuo to school. The unmade quilt was intertwined with the two pajamas, and there was still a layer of toilet paper in the trash can.

This is the rare time when Fu Huizhou doesn't tidy up his room, and it will be the last time.

Mrs. Qiao stared at the trash can, her long hair fell from her ears, making it difficult to see her expression.The light coming in from the window was so bright and warm, it really only aggravated the shadow cast on Mrs. Qiao.

Fu Huizhou didn't dare to speak. If he explained a word more, it would become obtrusive and annoying.

"Mr. Fu, when I asked about your marital status, you didn't tell me that you were divorced. In addition, you promised me that you would not distract Qiao Zhuo, right?" Mrs. Qiao's voice was hoarse, her nostrils fluctuated like it was difficult to breathe .

Fu Huizhou should have asked Mrs. Qiao why she knew his private information so well, and why she broke into his house openly, but he was not qualified because she was Qiao Zhuo's mother.

"Yes, I promised." He lowered his head.

"Then can I think that Mr. Fu is a liar?"

"I..." Fu Huizhou had no way to refute, "For you,... yes."

"Yes? Then, what's the relationship between you and Qiao Zhuo...!" The metal chain on Madam Qiao's bag was clenched tightly in her hand, with such strength, it would definitely leave a deep mark on her palm when she loosened it.

Fu Huizhou was startled by Mrs. Qiao's suddenly amplified voice. According to Qiao Zhuo's description, Mrs. Qiao is clearly a gentle person.

But now, for the woman in front of her, her exquisitely coiled hair was scattered in her panicked footsteps, and the heaving of her chest destroyed her elegant demeanor. The whole room was filled with the sound of Mrs. Qiao's breathing, as if she was about to suffocate, or just came out of suffocation. break away.

"Qiao Zhuo and I are... friends."

"Mr. Fu, you can't believe what you said." Mrs. Qiao's voice became more nasal. She moved forward a few steps and kicked over the trash can.

The picture seemed to be frozen at this moment, only the sound of Mrs. Qiao's tears falling between the two of them. Fu Huizhou closed his eyes and wanted to think about what to do next, but his mind returned a blank.

When the sun closed his eyes, it cast rainbow-colored light and shadows on his vision, and the sound of high heels hitting the floor gradually approached. He still closed his eyes and suffered the first slap in his life.

His ears began to buzz, and Mrs. Joe's mouth opened and closed so much that he couldn't hear clearly.

The ferocious face of the woman in front of him made him feel strange.

If Qiao Zhuo came to face this face, he would not feel strange, but it was not because of kinship.

It's because, the day Qiao Zhuo was cut bald by scissors, he saw such a face - bloodshot eyes, wrinkled nose, turned up lips, tightly clenched teeth, and, hanging A face full of tears.

Fu Huizhou gradually recovered his hearing in his right ear. He heard Mrs. Qiao say, "You gay, you infected my son with a visceral disease. How dare you say those things to me in a high-sounding manner."

She said that the legality of same-sex marriage does not represent social acceptance, and the so-called "open-minded" next generation has not yet dominated society. You turned my son into an unacceptable psychopath, and you ruined him.

Fu Huizhou's ears started to ring again. It was obvious that Mrs. Qiao was wrong, and he should refute, but Mrs. Qiao's attitude and words made him unable to speak.

Indeed, even if their sexual orientation is already legal, it is not widely accepted. Whether it is the workplace, society or life circle, it is still not easy to come out frankly, nor is it something that will be easily accepted.

It can even be said that, in some respects, cheating is more acceptable than coming out.

Cheating, man, that's what it is.

Come out, you know?His heart disease.

"sorry."

"Are you going to separate from him?"

This sentence reached Fu Huizhou's ears, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was Mrs. Qiao's question or his own inner voice.

Will he separate from Qiao Zhuo?

He wants to be with Qiao Zhuo.

Mrs. Qiao grabbed Fu Huizhou's shoulders and shook his body hoarsely. The curly hair at the back of his head had become a messy mess, and a strand of hair on his forehead was sticking to his tear-wet face. Fu Huizhou responded silently. Make her flustered.

"Tell me you'll be separated from my son!"

Mrs. Qiao was almost talking while pinching Fu Huizhou's neck, her crying became more and more unrestrained, and her expression was no longer patient.In the end, she knelt down and sat on the ground, as if she had vented the unwillingness she had suppressed for many years.

She was crying, crying about her husband's cheating and cheating, and her son's betrayal.She cried even more for her self-deceiving self and the wasting of her good years.

If there is an afterlife, she must not love Qiao Jiansheng.

The author says:

In the next chapter, Qiao Zhuo will come back and will not be separated.