After the breakup they all cried and wanted to chase me

Qiao Fan cooked a table of dishes, and she was busy for a long time, the door was not closed tightly, and the aroma of the food in the kitchen could be faintly radiated.

After Qiao Luo reported to Mr. Cheng that he was safe, he found a random TV program to watch. Many channels also broadcast the Spring Festival Gala repeatedly. Qiao Luo watched it for a while, but didn't watch it, so he simply played a game with his mobile phone.

He is very boring, if other people don't talk to him, he can play a single player game for a whole day.

The apples in the fruit bowl were big and round, and the water droplets set off the scene, so bright and vivid. Qiao Luo glanced at it, but didn't take it.

Qiao Fan came out during the cooking, and asked him with a smile: "There are so many fruit snacks on the table, why don't you eat them?"

Qiao Luo put down the phone and politely replied, "Not hungry yet."

The two fell silent again.

Qiao Fan didn't know what to say. When Qiao Luo looked over, she unnaturally moved her eyes away. She was really embarrassed, her eyes drifted away just not looking at Qiao Luo directly. After a while, she turned around and went into the kitchen again.

Qiao Luo also lowered her head, listening to the sound inside, fiddling with the phone in her hand over and over again.

The food was on the table, and it looked good. Qiao Luo stood up and helped Qiao Fan serve it a few times. Qiao Fan waved his hands and shook his head persistently: "Hey, Luo Luo, you sit down, don't mind."

Qiao Luo moved her lips, but she didn't say anything.

He took out two pairs of chopsticks, put them on the table, and filled two bowls of steamed rice. The white rice grains were white and looked very appetizing.

Qiao Fan rubbed her fingers on the apron, took off the apron and sat down, she said with a smile, "Try it, I live alone, I don't usually cook much, maybe I'm unfamiliar with my skills."

Qiao Luo gave a "hmm" and lowered his head to pick up vegetables. The green chrysanthemum chrysanthemum was placed in front of him. He didn't go to eat other vegetables, so he picked up some chrysanthemum chrysanthemum and tasted it.

is sweet.

Sweet and cloying.

Qiao Luo was tired of eating, but he didn't show it on his face, and changed to other dishes calmly.

He tried it, and it was all sweet.

He likes sweet and sour fruits, but he doesn't like sweet dishes. He has always disliked them. For so many years, Qiao Fan never knew.

Qiao Luo picked out a few light flavors and tasted them, then ate them whole with the rice without saying a word.

Qiao Fan glanced at Qiao Luo several times, hesitating to speak, but each time he came back under Qiao Luo's expressionless face.

There was only the sound of food being served on the table, it was quiet, not like a family.

Qiao Fan finally spoke.

"Luo Luo, your uncle's two elder brothers said they would come over this afternoon." Qiao Fan asked cautiously.

Qiao Luo paused for a moment while holding the chopsticks, and said slowly, "Okay."

Qiao Fan opened up the conversation, and he didn't hesitate as much as before. He brushed his hair on the sideburns and said, "That cousin of your uncle's family lost a lot of money in business, and he hides in Tibet during the Chinese New Year, afraid of being visited by others. Need debts, alas, what a pity."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Qiao Luo's face.

Qiao Luo was silent for a moment, and under Qiao Fan's earnest eyes, she said "Oh" in a moderate way, and said nothing.

Qiao Fan looked at Qiao Luo with a normal expression, his tense nerves relaxed a little, and he smiled shyly: "Look, it's all one family. It's not easy for your cousin to take care of the family. You don't have much money. , if I can help..."

The expected answer, the expected words, Qiao Luo heard such words many times.

Qiao Luo felt uncomfortable listening, raised his eyes, and stared at Qiao Fan.He has good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and the beauty of his facial features should be exquisite to the bone. This is like Qiao Fan who was in full bloom in the early years, but Qiao Fan didn't find anything like her in Qiao Luo's eyes. Printed, panicked, embarrassed himself.

Such unemotional eyes are her son.

Qiao Fan's heart twitched, he was afraid.

Before she finished those words, she stopped, unable to continue, as if she was suddenly strangled by the vitals of her neck.

"Let me talk casually, you don't want to listen to it." Qiao Fan unconsciously brushed the broken hair next to her ear again. Her hair was dyed, black and shiny, beautiful and submissive, only occasionally exposed in the cover The few white hairs on the inside showed that this woman was not young anymore.

Qiao Luo pursed her lips, and slowly put down her chopsticks. He didn't eat much, his stomach was empty, but he couldn't eat anymore. He shouldn't be able to eat this meal.

"Mom, I'm full." Qiao Luo's tone was still lukewarm, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and she couldn't see her expression.

Qiao Fan said awkwardly: "Hey, there are still so many dishes that I haven't eaten."

There were a lot of dishes on the table, but none of the ones he wanted. Green peppers and coriander, which Qiao Luo didn't like, were still on the table in a daze.Qiao Luo didn't say anything else, she lowered her head and put away the bowls and chopsticks, took them to the kitchen to wash, and said calmly, "Not too hungry."

When he said he wasn't hungry, Qiao Fan really thought he wasn't hungry.

Qiao Fan didn't care about Qiao Luo for a long time, and he couldn't even tell whether he was telling the truth or lying.

She had very little communication with Qiao Luo, except for money exchanges, and when the uncles or cousins ​​of her natal family needed Qiao Luo's help, she said a few nice words.Or, just say a few words about Lin Ting.

She never asked Qiao Luo if he was tired from filming, or if he was busy, and she never knew what his life was like in Cheng's house.

Probably she also wanted to ask, but she couldn't lose face, or purely, she still hated Qiao Luo.

Qiao Fan always felt that the man she liked abandoned her because of Qiao Luo.Even thinking more than once, if she didn't bring Qiao Luo with her, or had her own child with that man, there probably wouldn't be so many endless quarrels, that man wouldn't cheat, and wouldn't be so carefree gone.

People always have to find some clumsy excuses for their behavior, even if the excuse is untenable.She knew that Qiao Luo was innocent, and knew that this kind of venting anger was ridiculous, but she just vented her anger. If you say innocent, who is not innocent, love and hate have never found a reason, and there is no need for a reason.

Qiao Luo cleaned up the dishes and poured himself a cup of hot water. The top of the tea table was at the same height as his knees, and hot water vapor rose all the way up. It came down and disappeared into Qiao Luo's eyes, as if his eyes were also covered with a layer of unreal moisture.

There was a variety show broadcast on the TV in the living room, which was filmed by Qiao Luo earlier. A host asked, what is the dish that Qiao Luo hates the most.

Qiao Luo snapped her fingers very seriously and said, "Many, such as green peppers, coriander, and... dishes that are too sweet, I don't like them."

The host over there teased and said, "Then if in the future, you talk to your girlfriend and she wants to eat sweet food, will you give in to her?"

Qiao Luo thought of Shen Xing at a glance. When he was filming this variety show, there were no such messes. Shen Xing cooks and cooks according to his preferences. He is homely and has a good temper. The unkind and ruthless appearance on the outside is not the same at all.Qiao Luo shook her head, at that time she just felt that Shen Xing was not a good choice.

What did he say at the time, he said, if the person is right, he can make do with anything.

But no, love is a thing that is much more insane when it is impulsive.

When Qiao Luo saw this variety show again, he always felt a little awkward looking at himself with a gentle smile on the screen.Times have changed, things have changed, people have changed, he took the remote control, and changed to another channel in a blink of an eye.

The sound of the TV was not loud, but the living room was too quiet, so quiet that Qiao Fan, who was holding the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, could hear clearly.The back of her leaning on the chair subconsciously straightened a little, and the soles of her feet did not fall, and she slowly tapped the floor.

I don't like coriander, green peppers, or sweet dishes.It was the first time Qiao Fan knew that her son was so picky when eating, and it was actually on the TV.

Qiao Fan stared straight at the food on the table, the bangs on her forehead covered her eyes, she wiped her eyes, and wiped them hard a few times, but she couldn't eat any more.

Qiao Luo didn't have the habit of taking a nap. After eating, she just sat in the living room in a daze and didn't go anywhere, as if she was a guest here, restrained and polite, only guarding the duty that a guest should have.

Qiao Fan didn't have the habit of taking a nap either, so he hesitated for a while before stepping on his slippers and going to the bedroom.She didn't want to stay with Qiao Luo anymore, so it was better to hide than both of them suffered.

Today's weather is fine, the sun's rays fill the living room at noon, reflecting the floor brightly.

Qiao Luo's two cousins ​​arrived around two o'clock in the afternoon, and one cousin brought the family's children and daughter-in-law with him. It was quite lively.

Qiao Luo didn't let Qiao Fan feel bad, said hello to the two cousins, and gave the child a large amount of red envelopes.

Qiao Yang, the boss of the Qiao family, spoke nicely, and exchanged a few words like a businessman, which made people feel kind.Qiao Luo kept talking back and forth, holding the cup in his hand, and never let go of it.

Another cousin, Qiao Guang, had sharp eyes and saw the car Qiao Luo was driving when he was downstairs.

It's not that the car is so eye-catching, but that auspicious car plate is not something ordinary people can get.

Qiao Guang rubbed his hands and asked, "Luo Luo, the car below is not cheap."

Qiao Luo said vaguely: "The price is not bad, it's Cheng Lin's, and I drove here temporarily."

"Oh, the Cheng family's move is different." Qiao Guang was annoyed, and then educated Qiao Luo as if he was his own person, "You said you, if you don't stay at the Cheng's house, you have to move out. If the Cheng family doesn't recognize you in the future, it will be a real loss."

Qiao Luo frowned faintly, but said nothing.

Qiao Yang's daughter-in-law at the side tugged at Qiao Fan, her gaze was soft and pleading.

Qiao Fan didn't hold back, and said with Ai Qiqi: "Luo Luo, your cousin's family is having a hard time now, and it's not a big deal for the two children to follow and hide, look..."

After Qiao Fan finished speaking, both Qiao Yang and Qiao Yang's wife looked over, their intentions were straightforward.

Qiao Luo tightened her fingers holding the cup, and her expression turned cold.

"The hole in my cousin's company can't be plugged just by blocking it. I'm sorry, I can't help." Qiao Luo laughed angrily, and her tone was not good.

This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice. Before that, the two cousins ​​of the Qiao family had asked him for money, and even begged for nothing to block the old man's door.Mr. Cheng missed his old love and took care of him once or twice.

Qiao Luo didn't want the old man to pay the money, so he paid it out by himself, as a repayment of his affection.

No one's money came from the strong wind, Qiao Luo gave it uncomfortable, once or twice he was benevolent, every time he was like this, who is he treating as a bodhisattva?

Qiao Luo's words were not pleasant, and Qiao Guang immediately turned his face, "You have entered the Cheng family, and you don't want to talk to our poor relatives? Why are you so cruel when you drive a luxury car and live in a small villa? Woolen cloth."

Apart from Qiao Guang, Qiao Yang's complexion was not good. The two children in the family started crying with their mouths curled up. The voice was so loud that Qiao Luo's ears hurt.

Qiao Luo looked at him coldly, but no one paid any attention to him. He only looked at Qiao Fan and asked, "Mom, do you think so too?"

When he asked questions, his tone was light.

Qiao Fan's eyes were averted, and his face became tense, "Luo Luo, Mom didn't mean that, and neither did your two brothers. It's not taboo to talk because they feel close."

This sentence made Qiao Luo completely dead.

One of the things that Mr. Cheng said the most was, your mother is old, and there is no one around her, so any hatred can be overcome.

Qiao Luo was nervous at first and didn't want to come to see Qiao Fan, but when he saw Qiao Fan's white hairs, he couldn't help but feel a little softer in his heart.

He remembered Qiao Fan's good and her bad, but he didn't expect that she would always be so powerful, stabbing him again when his heart was full of blood.

Maybe it's better for the two of them not to meet each other than to meet each other. At least, when they don't meet, he can still remember that Qiao Fan really treated him well, and loved him just like other mothers.

Then don't meet again, don't come here in the future, just remember how kind Qiao Fan was to him years ago, it's also very good.

In the end, Qiao Luo couldn't stay here any longer, and went out with the car keys in the eyes of everyone.

Qiao Fan panicked suddenly, and stretched out his hand to pull him, "Don't go, I won't say those words, Luoluo."

Qiao Fan wiped away his tears, he was in his dozen years old, crying so much that people couldn't help but feel distressed.

Qiao Luo's fingers were trembling, and she was so angry that she suppressed her anger and said politely, "Mom, I'll come back another day."

Another day, another day?

Qiao Fan had an intuition that her son would not come again.

She tugged at Qiao Luo in horror, unwilling to let go.At this time, all the estrangement, resentment, and anger were suppressed by her, and she suddenly remembered Qiao Luo holding her and crying when she was a child.

How long has it been since Qiao Luo cried?

Was it when she scolded Qiao Luo for not being born?Or was it when Qiao Luo refused to call that man's father and was slapped by her and locked up in the room from eating?

Or, is it when she always favors Lin Ting and others, and asks Qiao Luo to apologize first no matter what?

Yes, she's always been so eccentric, and that eccentricity has become a habit, so much so that just now, when she speaks, she subconsciously points at Qiao Luo's mistakes.

She is always towards others.

Qiao Fan thought about it, grabbed Qiao Luo's hands, and involuntarily loosened them.

Qiao Luo kept his head down all the time, so that people could only see his long eyelashes and lowered eyes.Little by little, he opened Qiao Fan's fingers, walked out, and closed the door.

Qiao Fan, who was behind the door, grasped nothing with both hands, and just shook them weakly.She cried even more fiercely, and suddenly felt that she had failed too much, that she had failed so much to live.

Qiao Luo left the community and drove a long way along the road outside.It was a strangely cold day, and the lawn outside was still dry and bare.

Qiao Luo was driving, but he didn't know where he was. When he reached the next intersection, he looked blankly, not knowing where he was going or where he should go.

Qiao Luo subconsciously turned a corner and drove the car all the way, turning in circles at will. He turned and turned, and finally stopped on the street where he rented a house with Shen Xing when he was in high school.

This street has always been bustling. Even though it is the time of the annual holiday, many stores are open.

Qiao Luo found a parking space, parked the car, and just got off.

When people are in the most uncomfortable time, they will always instinctively look for something that can comfort them, and he is no exception.

He walked all the way to the downstairs of the small apartment that he rented with Shen Xing, got stuck here and stopped.

After so many years, this apartment is an old community, the outside is quite old, and many places have been renovated.

Qiao Luo didn't go in either, just watching here.He was alone, against the white wall with peeling paint behind him, he looked a little pitiful.

The location is good, next to several schools.Some young couples who are still in school rent houses here, which is cheap and convenient.

In a blink of an eye, a young couple came out.The little girl in the blue gauze skirt held the boy's hand coquettishly, and said, "There are candied haws over there, go and buy them for me."

The boy smiled dotingly: "Just eat this? We agreed that the street next to us will take you to eat all over, let's eat one by one."

The little girl was too reserved, she bit her lip, "No, she will get fat."

The boy smiled and coaxed her, "You are not fat, you are skinny."

The little girl was happy to hear it, her smile was bright and bright.

Qiao Luo touched her little finger as soon as she stretched out her hand. This habit has lasted for so many years.He fumbled for nothing, and suddenly remembered that he had already taken off the ring.

Qiao Luo froze for a moment, retracted her hands into her pockets, and watched the young couple walk out of the apartment and walked to the opposite side.

For a moment, he thought of Shen Xing, and wanted to hear Shen Xing's voice, so he could say anything.

He is so lonely.

Qiao Luo pressed the phone, and scrolled through the address book over and over again. Shen Xing's name was pressed right next to his finger. He scrolled for a long time, but did not dial out.

At this moment, as if touching his heart, Shen Xing's phone call came straight away.

The author has something to say: the number of words exceeds too much, let’s write about Shen Er tomorrow, QAQ

Shen Er: The smile from Zheng Gong's first love.

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