Years of love

Living in this house for more than two years, Yan Qi has never seen this person named Zhou Luo.

Instead, I met Zhou Xun. According to his seniority, he should be called uncle. He is very handsome.

Yan Qi knew the word handsome since he was in the first grade of elementary school, and he was a little less handsome than his teacher. As for why their head teacher was not handsome, it might be because of his appearance.So Yan Qi no longer thinks that it is a compliment for a man to be described as beautiful, the first time he used handsome to describe a person was Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun is 40 years old this year, and he is not married yet. Every time he comes to the house, Zhou Hao keeps urging him to have a son as soon as possible.

Yan Qi was on the sidelines, baffled, what's wrong with giving birth to a child before marriage, and it has to be a son.

Whenever Zhou Xun always smiled gently at this time, he didn't speak, even if he was sprayed all over his face by his elder brother, he just calmly took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his face.

"How old is Zhou Luo this year?" Zhou Hao asked while picking roots.

"Twenty." Zhou Xun took a sip of the jasmine tea made by Su Jin, and smiled comfortably: "Why, miss your nephew?"

"Shouldn't you just go back to China soon? Why don't you study abroad for two years?" Zhou Hao asked.

"Come back the day after tomorrow, let him greet you as soon as possible." Zhou Xun smiled while holding a teacup.

Zhou Hao waved his hand, changed his face instantly and sighed: "Hey, tell me, our Zhou family is just such a single seedling."

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows while doing his homework. He heard something interesting.

"Don't say that in front of your sister-in-law." Zhou Xun glanced back at Yan Qi: "Even less in front of Yan Qi."

"There's nothing wrong with it. Facts are facts. Can the adopted family be a family? If the surname is Zhou, they are related by blood?" Zhou Hao called out with a blushing neck.

"Did you drink again the night before?" Zhou Xun sat next to Yan Qi and covered his ears: "Your dad is drunk, forget it after listening, good boy."

"It's okay." Yan Qi put down his pen, bared his teeth at Zhou Xun and said, "Anyway, I only care about my mother."

Zhou Xun patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "I'll tell you secretly, I think sister-in-law Su Jin is the most virtuous and gentle woman I've ever met."

Yan Qi also followed him and lowered his voice: "I'm secretly telling you, I feel the same way."

The uncles and nephews laughed together as you punched my nose and I touched your face.

After lunch, Zhou Xun was going back to the publishing house to make this year's project budget. Recently, the book publishing industry has shrunk severely. Not to mention the profit every year, it is very difficult to even out the income of employees' salaries.

"I'll bring Zhou Luo over the day after tomorrow and let him meet my younger brother." Zhou Xun hugged Yan Qi and put it on his shoulder, then patted his little head: "This kid is so good-looking, Zhou Luo must like it very much. "

"Still very smart." Yan Qi said.

Zhou Xun smiled at him.

Su Jin came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, wiped her hand on the apron around her waist, and took Yan Qi from Zhou Xun's arms. It took only two years to hold Yan Qi, and she struggled to hold her: "Let Xiao Luo rest well, Don’t worry about it just after returning from abroad, come back when you have time.”

Yan Qi listened to what their adults said to each other, and then they talked about Zhou Luo, and suddenly became very curious about his "brother" in name.

What kind of person is Zhou Luo?

Will he be as handsome as Zhou Xun?

Why does the description of appearance now only focus on the two options of handsome and not handsome?Yan Qi couldn't understand it, he didn't pay much attention to girls, and he didn't remember a single word to describe girls' good-looking or not.

That...beautiful? It's not good for a 20-year-old man to be called handsome.

ugly?Yan Qi looked at Zhou Hao who was standing behind Su Jin, it was hard to imagine that his father and Zhou Xun were born by the same mother.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Su Jin again, what did he say?It was a sentence taught to him by the little fat man at the front desk.

Oh yes, a flower stuck/on cow dung.

Yan Qi had heard what Zhou Hao said today more than once.

When he first came to this house, Zhou Hao hadn't made it so obvious. He could still see from his life that he loved his wife sincerely, but he also sincerely felt that he was aggrieved.

No way, who told him to bark in the door backwards, he had to obey his wife's wish.

But a person with such a strong feudal ideology, guarding a barren wife, and raising a son for others every day, naturally cannot resolve his depression.

So it didn't take long for Yan Qi to find out that this man started drinking to soothe his worries.

Some people tell the truth after drinking, and some people just make trouble and fight, but like Zhou Hao, they have both, and they often fight while crying and waving their arms, which can be regarded as a large-scale scene.

Every time after drinking, he would yell at Su Jin about his distress, and then slap Yan Qi with restraint twice to relieve his anger.

But the first time is two slaps, then three slaps, and so on.

As time goes by, Yan Qi has become particularly resistant to beatings. Fortunately, he is relatively thin and skinny, and sometimes he is not necessarily the one who hurts.

Not two days later, Zhou Hao started drinking again. Yan Qi always felt that he drank too much recently, and his attacks became more and more serious, and this time he even beat Su Jin.

Yan Qi had always planned not to fight back, but he knew clearly that he had been sent to someone else, and a few beatings would wipe away all his gratitude to this person, so he felt much more at ease and thought it was a good deal, in the future Maybe it's just for Su Jin to take care of herself, and he won't even blink if this fake father throws his body into the wilderness.But now this man who loves his wife like his life has also been rough on his wife, Yan Qi quit.

But he still chose not to fight back, so he just blocked all the slaps.

It was quite painful, and a slap was blowing towards him, and the air flow made a sound in his ear, and fell heavily on his face, causing Yan Qi's body to be crooked.

Then he was held tightly in Su Jin's arms, and her roaring and screaming voices filled his ears, Yan Qi was already a little dizzy from being slapped on the head, but now he feels even more dizzy.

When Yan Qi woke up in the morning, he sat in front of the mirror of the dressing table in a daze, even though he hadn't understood why there was a dressing table in his room for two years, maybe Su Jin wanted to pick a girl at the beginning.But this dressing table is very practical. There are mirrors and combs. The rubber bands used to tie the girl’s hair can also be used to tie up his English word slips. Each slip has a complicated word on it. There are more than 100 mistakes that are often written wrong.

There is also a medical box in the dressing table, which contains gauze and alcohol cotton balls, which Yan Qi secretly prepared and can be used from time to time.

Yan Qi took out the alcohol cotton ball and wiped the wound on his forehead. After being slapped last night, he received two punches and couldn't stand still. He hit the corner of the table, and only now did he realize that he was disfigured.

Not handsome anymore.

Oh shit.

Yan Qi threw the alcohol cotton into the wastebasket next to the table, took out a piece of gauze and gesticulated on the wound, thinking that using such a large piece of white cloth was too conspicuous, as if he was deliberately announcing that he was injured to gain sympathy Same.

So he rummaged in his schoolbag. Yesterday, the female monitor of his class gave everyone a box of Band-Aids, saying that they were used to prevent mosquito bites in summer. Yan Qi was a little puzzled by this reason, and felt that toilet water was more practical.Then I made a confession with the little fat man and found out that not everyone sent it at all, only Yan Qi had it, and the little fat man also used the same style when he saw the female squad leader.

Yan Qi let out an expressionless "oh", stared at the little fat man who had laughed maliciously for three classes, and carried the band-aid back home without blushing.

The Band-Aid belongs to Pikachu, and it is very expensive in the canteen.

The female squad leader is really willing to spend money, even though her family is not rich.

Yan Qi stuck one on his forehead, but luckily he could cover it with a head curtain, so it didn't affect his handsomeness much.

It's just that the neck to the left side of the face is a little red. When Uncle Zhou Xun asked, he said it was a skin allergy.

Today is Saturday, early in the morning Yan Qi heard movement downstairs, and looked at the time was just after eight o'clock.

That guy named Zhou Luo came so early?

Yan Qi opened the balcony door, leaned over the railing which was not as high as him, and looked downstairs. First, he saw Zhou Xun who was dressed the same as the day before yesterday. Yan Qi was still thinking about why he didn't change his clothes on such a hot day. His eyes were already on the person next to him.

He froze for a moment.

Whether or not to change clothes has to be put aside first.

The man was wearing a black hurdling vest, his beige skin was covered with sweat, and his lower body was a pair of large red plaid pants, with two tight legs dangling in the trouser legs, and a pair of white Nike shoes with red hooks on his feet.

Zhou Luo was walking from the gate to the yard, carrying a few bags of things, probably gifts for Zhou Hao and his mother.

Not knowing if he would have his own, Yan Qi kept staring at him.

Until Zhou Luo came closer, allowing Yan Qi to see his facial features carefully and clearly, Yan Qi seemed to be scratched suddenly in his heart.

If this person had come with Zhou Xun in the first place, he probably wouldn't have noticed Zhou Xun.

Yan Qi wanted to take a closer look, so he propped up the railing with his arms, leaned forward slightly, and when his eyes moved down, he never expected that his feet would slip, and he took the railing as a fulcrum to make a 360-degree Huayuan turned around, and when he fell, the coolness climbed up his spine. Yan Qi was startled, and quickly stretched his arms to grab the bottom of the railing, and his entire back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

Zhou Luo was talking to Su Jin, the polite greeting was a bit loud, no one noticed the movement on the second floor on the right.

Yan Qi is still a kid who wants to save face. Although he is holding on to the railing with one hand, fortunately his body doesn't weigh much, and his arms have gained some strength from resisting the blow. It shouldn't be a problem to do pull-ups and climb back.

Su Jin took Zhou Luo's arm, and politely pulled him into the room. Just after taking a step, Zhou Luo felt a shadow shaking around her feet.

He raised his head.

Su Jin followed him and raised her head, followed by a scream.

Then came the shouts from Zhou Hao and Zhou Xun.

Yan Qi was taken aback by the movement, did half of the pull-ups and then fell back, hanging in the air in a daze, swinging with the wind like clothes hanging on the railing.

But what surprised him was that he didn't hear any strange voices.

Zhou Luo didn't make a sound.

Yan Qi sighed, it seemed that he didn't care much about his own safety, probably this so-called brother shouldn't be that easy to get close to.

When he was about to do pull-ups for the second time, Yan Qi heard a magnetic voice resounding under his feet, the voice was calm and gentle.

Yan Qi glanced down, Zhou Luo was smiling at him with open arms and said, "Come down, I can catch you."

Yan Qi was silent for a moment.

Zhou Luo is tall, even taller than Zhou Xun.The sunlight made his facial features stand out, and cast a shadow on the bridge of his nose, even so, his eyes were still bright.The muscles on the arms are a little more obvious than when viewed from a distance.

For some reason, Yan Qi's nose felt a little sour.

He let go of his hand in a strange way, and fell into the arms of this man.

It was warm, warmer than the sun at the moment.

Yan Qi hugged his neck tightly, and smelled a faint aroma of tobacco.

"Brother." Yan Qi called out in a hoarse voice, his heart beating a little faster.

"It's okay." Zhou Luo held his butt, let him lean on his shoulder, raised his hand and patted him on the back twice.

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