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With a cold tone: "What are you doing?"

Yao Su seemed to clear his throat on the other end of the phone before asking, "Where is it?"

"On the way back to the dormitory from the supermarket."

Yao Su seemed to find it novel, and there was an indescribable subtle change in his tone: "Are you going in person?"

"What else? I don't have a car or a babysitter, and I can't go to Taobao to find an errand agency." Mu Fuyang became irritable and annoyed for no reason when he heard his voice, especially when he heard a slight hint of joy in his tone, He became even more angry, "I'm going to the street right now, let me fart."

Yao Su was stunned for a moment, slightly displeased, and said lightly, "Your grandpa and grandma haven't seen you for a long time, and they miss you very much."

"..."

"Come back sometime, and I'll tell you more about it when I come to the company for a meeting tomorrow."

"...I won't go back."

"You have to come. You forgot how you promised your father. Grandpa and grandma are only your grandson. What they want every day is to see you."

"……"Grass.

The shaded area was suddenly over, and the two of them were exposed to the scorching sun, and the strong sunlight shone over for a moment, as if wishing to blind his eyes.

There is something like anger in his heart that has been densely packed and cannot be burned. Every time he wants to burn it, he is unwillingly extinguished by the so-called emotional fetters in a few words, which makes him unhappy.

In the end, he could only say in a voice so soft that even he could hardly hear him: "Let's talk."

He put down the phone, his good mood was gone: "Let's go."

Shen Chen picked up two bags, walked over and stuck them next to him, as if curious about his phone number: "Your family."

Mu Fuyang's heart skipped a beat, feeling uncomfortable, but he still said directly: "He is not worthy."

Shen Chen felt that he had hit a wall, smiled, and said weakly: "I thought it was from your family, Boss, so your family still..."

Mu Fuyang didn't want to talk about this topic, and shouted in a disturbed voice: "They're all fucking dead."

Shen Chen was startled, and said nothing more.

The two of them kept walking in the bright sunshine, and Mu Fuyang found that he seemed to have chatted to death invisibly for a day, and then looked at Shen Chen, walking silently beside him, his face was so hot that it was red, and his temples A little bead of crystal clear sweat oozes out, and he walks bumps and bumps, as if someone has pressed a spring under his feet, but he never utters a word.

He felt that his tone was harsh just now, but he was embarrassed to apologize.

Watching the game at night, Mu Fuyang is monopolizing the four-seater sofa, lying flat like Snow White waiting for the prince to kiss, Luo Chongning comes out from the shower, passes him to the kitchen to get something to drink, and after a few minutes, brings out a box of watermelon Come.

Immediately, Snow White couldn't lie down anymore, and sat up in shock in the dying state: "Put the watermelon back."

Luo Chongning turned a deaf ear to it, and opened the lid casually: "Why, you earmark money for special purposes, so stingy, brothers are like siblings, women are just clothes, with our friendship, you can't even give me a few pieces of watermelon if you wear a good pair of trousers? I prefer to eat."

Mu Fuyang leaned forward and snatched the box with one hand: "Your thighs are thicker than mine, and you can't fit my pants. As for your 'clothes', they are not within my range of aesthetics. I appreciate your insensitivity."

Liang Xiao came down from upstairs and saw that the captain was holding a box of watermelons and was fighting a defensive battle with Brother Ning, so he decided to reach out to catch him by surprise and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

But the fisherman's profit was not reaped, and the captain knocked on the head: "You come here all day long, and you go there all day, so you are ashamed to grab his things."

Luo Chongning immediately groaned, winked at Liang Xiao, and dragged out the tone: "So that's it, that's fine, friend's wife, don't play tricks, no matter how thick-skinned I am, I'm too embarrassed to eat it."

Liang Xiao followed the trend and raised his hand high: "Then I'm also embarrassed."

Mu Fuyang thinks that Luo Chongning and Liang Xiao are really sick, and it is clear that Shen Chen is also a man, who is not married, they must make him look like a little girl who accidentally mixed in with the three big men, For example, now that Shen Chen walked down, he automatically moved to one side, and saw the two of them immediately squeezed him in the middle from both sides, each of them put an arm around his shoulder, and teased him kindly with words, saying: "Chen Chen , eat melon, we just took the watermelon you bought out of the refrigerator for you under the supervision of someone."

Shen Chen sat in the middle, like a piece of bacon squeezed between two pieces of bread, it turned red: "Although I bought it, you can eat it too."

Luo Chongning risked being beaten to death, and frantically tried on the verge of death: "No, no, someone won't let us eat."

He glanced at Luo Chongning sideways, and the peripheral vision of that glance was brought to Shen Chen, and he hurriedly found a way for himself: "Yes, I am that so-and-so, how about it."

Luo Chongning shrugged: "What else can we do, we will have a meeting tomorrow and go to the company's cafeteria to eat, and the company cafeteria can also drink watermelon juice, it's enough.

Shen Chen looked straight at him, but didn't speak.

The next day, in the company cafeteria, four people sat around a table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. Liang Xiao drank iced milk, Shen Chen drank iced coffee, and Mu Fuyang drank iced cola. Only Luo Chongning had a row of watermelon juice in front of him.

Sitting next to him, Mu Fuyang helped him set up the straws: "Drink, I'll watch you drink."

Luo Chongning smiled and waved his hands: "I drink fruit juice, people who don't know think I'm playing the pan flute, can I drink it slowly?" Sobbing, he changed the subject, "Liang Xiao, you drink so much milk what?"

Liang Xiao: "23 is still going up, I'm only [-], and I can still grow taller."

Luo Chongning shook his head: "I am as tall as Lao Mu, and you are as tall as Shen Chen. Our formation sometimes forms a concave character, and sometimes forms a convex character. How harmonious, don't drink."

Liang Xiao couldn't laugh or cry: "This brother is really interesting, you go back to elementary school, maybe you can be a Chinese class representative in the third grade class."

Several people were joking with each other, when Mu Fuyang's phone rang, he took out his phone and looked at it, and then, like the waiter who sold mobile phones in the mall in the early years, he showed everyone a circle of phone numbers in his hand: "Aunt Shao's fatal call is here, let's go!" Come on, go up."

Walking into the meeting room, Aunt Shao was already standing respectfully beside Mr. Yao and waiting. After the four of them were seated, she immediately conveyed that she would go to City B Satellite TV to participate in the special recording session of the variety show "Let's Play on the Weekend". The so-called special session meant only them Four people will be guests, both singing and dancing and game chat, and reiterate the precautions——

"Again, the last farce on Nanfeng Satellite TV is not allowed to happen again. We will get the game flow when we arrive at the recording site the next morning. How to form a team is discussed at that time, and there are answers to questions. Hey, I don't want to be tall. , but please don’t be mentally retarded, cooperate with each other’s IQ, don’t be too juvenile to stand out, and don’t read typos, you will be nicknamed by people who eat melons.”

Several people agreed, and Shao Lulu turned to Yao Su: "Go the day after tomorrow, and come back the day after tomorrow. I promise to lead the team well."

Yao Su nodded: "Well, I'm quite relieved. You can keep an eye on the details in private. There is something I want to talk to Mu Fuyang alone, so you can stay."

Four people walked out of the conference room for the first time, and only Yao Su and Mu Fuyang were left. Mu Fuyang adjusted his sitting posture and lazily put his right leg on his left knee.

Yao Su watched his expression gradually become helpless, wanted to smoke, but he didn't want to smoke in front of Mu Fuyang, so he could only touch the cigarette case emptyly, and finally said after a while, "Go and see tomorrow." Grandpa, grandma, you choose the time, and I will never show up at home during that time."

Mu Fuyang's face collapsed, he snorted softly, and then asked: "Why do they want to see me?"

Yao Su stared at him, seeing his cold and expressionless face, knowing that his stubborn temper had come up again, the wisest thing to do was to keep silent and let him vent.

From the age of 16, Mu Mingzhao brought him to the company. He carried a big black bag covered with strange accessories. Ear Leifeng hat, gray fluff covering half of the face, looks as delicate as if drawn out of a painting, so handsome that it is exaggerated, obviously following Gu Yunnan's face shape.Only the nose, the nose is very tall, is Mu Mingzhao's nose, and the height is also very tall, it is Mu Mingzhao's height. The facial features and figure can be said to have gathered all the advantages of Gu Yunan and Mu Mingzhao.Gu Yunan didn't lie to him, this is really her and Mu Mingzhao's child.

He greeted him, feeling inexplicably timid in his heart: "Fu Yang." He glared at him, and asked impolitely, "Who are you?"

Mu Mingzhao couldn't hold back anymore, and grabbed his hand: "Yangyang! You can't be big or small! This is you... your Uncle Yao, yes, it is... your mother's..."

At that time Yao Su walked over and extended his hand very politely: "I am your mother's husband."

"..." Mu Fuyang was stunned for a moment, his face flushed, and he said, "I am!", and then spat over.

Wet, Yao Su touched his face, it was the first time someone spit on his face.

Mu Mingzhao is honest and honest, and Gu Yunyun is delicate and sentimental. Over the past few years, he has come to realize that he is nothing like the two of them.

"Why do they want to see me? My dad and I have lived in Huaizhou for 16 years. In 16 years, our family lived in a store warehouse. The bed board is not as wide as their two dog kennels. When it rains, the rolling gate is not closed tightly, and water seeps in." Before going to bed, they had to plug up the gap with scrap newspapers. They didn’t want to see me once. I was burnt in the first show and I needed skin grafting on my leg. They were all in the UK and never came back to see me. I went to America to live I don’t know the place, I don’t understand the language, and I’m the only one. They transited through Los Angeles and haven’t visited me once. When they come back and say they want to see me, I have to go?”

"But you promised your father..."

Mu Fuyang suddenly roared: "Don't mention my dad, have you fucking cured him yet?!"

"..."

"No, I kept my head down, tried to make ends meet, forced a smile on my face, and what I waited for was a dead body, my father's dead body, if I knew the day after day of my training, learning those meaningless songs, dancing those meaningless The dance of meaning, the end result is that in exchange for the person who is meaningful to me, what I get in return is that you kidnapped me, kidnapped me with my father, kidnapped me with so-called family affection, I would rather I never come Pass."

"You are all a bunch of liars, and if I can be lied to by you, it fully shows that I am a fucking fool."

He stood up awkwardly, his eyes hurt badly, then went straight to the door without looking back, strode out, and then slammed the door hard.