cheng wen really thought that xiao yan was yin jingnan's cousin, and didn't think much about it.
when the rib soup was stewed, the dinner was already half over, xiao yan carefully carried the soup on the table, cheng wen told him to sit down to eat, xiao yan shook his head, turned and walked upstairs.
"where to go?" yin jingnan stopped him.
whispering slowly, he turned back to him and whispered, "ah..."
to clean up the room.
it seems that cheng wen will definitely stay overnight tonight.
"let's clean up after eating." yin jingnan frowned.
"don't go hungry."
if he really didn't care about it, it was only because of such a gentleness that he was sad.
whispers bow their heads and don't say a word.
yin jingnan thought he was throwing a tantrum, "forget it, if you don't want to eat, don't eat it, and then talk about it when you're hungry." it wasagreed that whisper left.
the boy nodded and went upstairs a little awkwardly with his huge belly.
"brother jingnan..." cheng wen stared thoughtfully at xiao yan's back.
"huh?" yin jingnan replied.
cheng wen looked at yin jingnan, "what about xiao yan's husband?"
yin jingnan was embarrassed and said, "for some reason, they are separated, so xiao yan temporarily borrowed from me."
"separated..." cheng wen's tone became sad.
"then you have to take good care of him."
"well, i will." yyin jingnan smiled and clipped a stir-fried octopus into cheng wen's bowl.
after the meal, yin jingnan turned on the tv and specially picked a cartoon that looked very cute, and cheng wen took out the milk powder and bottle from the backpack he brought at any time to make milk powder for the baby.
when feeding, yin jingnan sat next to cheng wen and watched, and the little baby girl sucked the nipple hard with her mouth, making him unconsciously think of the round belly of the boy at home.
soon, he's going to be a dad.
yin jingnan was actually not mentally prepared, and the child came completely unexpectedly.
at first, there was even a bit of resistance in his heart, he had never thought about and did not love to live a child.
but now looking at cheng wen's baby, i couldn't help but look forward to it.
i don't know if the baby born of xiaoyan will be so soft.
the huge lcd tv screen played spongebob squarepants and pai daxing, cheng wen couldn't stop laughing, and the doorbell at home was suddenly ringing madly.
it's as urgent as a rush.
yin jingnan got up and opened the door, jian qing walked in angrily with a black face, cheng wen turned his head to look, stunned.
"ah qing..."
"you, why did you come so quickly?"
"how? don't want to see me? jian qing sneered. <
he was dressed casually, wearing a brown suede motorcycle jacket, black pants wrapped around his long straight legs, feet in the same color martin boots, covered in the cold outside, dusty servants.
cheng wen stood up with the baby in his arms and said nervously, "no, no, i thought you would come tomorrow..."
jian qing's smile was frightening, and he walked towards cheng wen step by step, "the courage is getting bigger and bigger, and i dare to go with people without squeaking."
"it'sa long time."
cheng wen hesitantly avoided his gaze, "i left you a note..."
mentioning that this stubble can be angry, last night cheng wen said that he was hungry and wanted to eat pancake fruit, this big night in london where he went to find pancake fruit for him.
not to mention that he was still angry. but no matter what, you can't let your wife be hungry, jian qing didn't say a word around his neck, and went out to buy him a supper without a word.
after driving around for a long time, i finally bought a pancake fruit in chinatown, returned to the hotel to prepare to ask cheng wen for a reward, entered the room to see, no one, just a note lying alone on the table.
yin jingnan wrote, saying that you both need to be calm and calm, and i will first bring cheng wen back to china.
jian qing almost left this beautiful world on the spot.
after slowing down, i quickly scheduled a flight back to china in the early morning.
seeing cheng wen and her daughter in front of her eyes, jian qing had calmed down a lot, but it was impossible not to be angry.
"do you dare to say?" <
remembering the snub of the other party during this time, cheng wen was a little aggrieved, the hand holding the baby tightened, the corners of his eyes were red, and the more he said, the quieter he said, "but, but ah qing ignored me..."
"ah qing has been angry... don't want to see me.
"so you went with him?" jian qing was angry and laughed, and felt pain when he saw the little fool's aggrieved appearance.
"do you know how anxious i am?"
"i'm sorry..." cheng wen apologized in a dumb voice, looking like a primary school student admitting his mistake.
jian qing paced back and forth with his waist crossed, you really want to me off.
but how can you leave, your wife, can only spoil and continue.
breathing enough, jian qing turned around and picked up cheng wenlian's child.
"go, go home!"
cheng wen looked back in panic, "dong, things haven't been taken yet..."
"don't want it!" jane exhaled. "buy a new one tomorrow."
already used to this local tycoon style, cheng wen is also calm, anyway, the milk powder bottle home is still there, the bag placed here will be taken in two days, and the passport and id card inside will not be used for the time being.
cheng wen looked at yin jingnan and did not forget to say goodbye to him, "goodbye brother jingnan..."
yin jingnan stood by the door and smiled at him, "goodbye." this
result had long been expected, but i didn't expect jian qing to come so quickly. <
the contradiction between the husband and wife yin jingnan did not participate, to tell the truth, he looked at cheng wen happy, the loss is there, more is the relief.
after jian qing got off the plane, he took a taxi directly, the taxi was still waiting outside, watching the two people get on the car and leave, yin jingnan closed the door, returned to the sofa and sat down, and started to stare at the tv.
when i was with cheng wen, even watching these childish cartoons found it interesting, but now it seems really boring, the yellow sponge man in it twists and turns, and the tone is exaggerated and strange.
footsteps came from the stairs, yin jingnan looked back, xiao yan was holding his stomach in one hand and the handrail of the stairs with the other, and was slowly walking down.
the boy was thin and thin, and he was very lively and fond of bouncing, but now the child in his belly made his body extremely heavy, and it seemed that walking was difficult.
the two looked at each other, and the whispers were shy.
yin jingnan turned back and continued to stare at the tv.
he's not in a good mood right now, and doesn't really want to talk.
xiao yan tried to step down the last staircase, walked to the sofa where yin jingnan was, and whispered, "ah..."
cheng wen.
without looking back at the gesture, yin jingnan could guess what he was talking about.
"he went back."
xiao yan was silent for a while, and silently walked to yin jingnan and sat down, and the two were separated by a full half meter. <
xu is because the decoration style is too luxurious, the house is too big, obviously two people together, but it still seems very deserted.
xiao yan looked at yin jingnan's cold side face, and the laughter of spongebob squarepants was constantly heard on the tv, and for a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth.
"ah..."
yin jingnan turned his head to look at the whisper, and the boy quietly gestured.
he asked.
will you be together?
yin jingnan was silent for a moment and said lightly.
"well, yes."
"i like him."
whispering looked down to cover the emotion in his eyes and asked again.
"ah..."
then will you live together?
"hmm." yin jingnan responded.
this time, xiao yan was quiet for a long time, as if there was nothing to say, yin jingnan was about to look back at the tv, xiao yan opened his mouth again.
he gently stroked, and the whole person seemed very calm and gentle.
"ah..."
i will not disturb you. <
that kind of calm should not actually appear in people of his age, xiao yan looks no more than 19 years old at most, perhaps he has suffered a lot outside, and he is a little different from his peers.
yin jingnan was a little soft-hearted, but soon he made up his mind, dao.
"you don't have to worry about that."
"i thought, when the child is born, i will arrange a new place for you."
the implication is to get him out of here.
this result was not surprising, since cheng wen appeared at home today, he had a vague premonition, but when yin jingnan really brought it up, he was still a little uncomfortable, and finally nodded obediently.
yin jingnan let him eat and wear warm, he should not be so greedy.
since the other party has someone to keep with, he should be happy for him.
"as for the children, you can take them, and every week i will find time to see you." yin jingnan continued.
"if you feel too lucky and miserable, the child can stay here, and i will ask someone to take care of it."
"if you want to see your child, i'll schedule a time for you to see you a few times a week."
"ah..." whisper stroked a little anxiously, with a plea in his eyes.
i want to live with my baby.
"it's okay." yinjing south road.
the little mute is lonely and lonely, with children with him, life will at least not be so sad. <
on cheng wen's matter, yin jingnan lied.
he hoped that xiao yan could die as soon as possible, long pain is not as good as short pain, rather than such unclear consumption, it is better to pick things out early.
he thinks that he is not a cruel person, but he is not a good person, and he will not recklessly carry the life of a person he does not love at all.
but materially, he will never treat xiao yan and his children badly.
that's how the conversation ended.
it went better than yin jingnan imagined, and he felt that he had arranged everything properly, but in fact there were many loopholes.
feelings have never been uncontrollable, whether it is whispered or yin jingnan's.
the next few days were as usual, as if nothing had happened that night, xiao yan still prepared breakfast and dinner for yin jingnan, even though many times yin jingnan did not come back at night.
the only change was that xiao yan became less smiling and seemed very restrained in front of yin jingnan, perhaps trying to make a good impression on him before leaving.
that night, yin jingnan did not return, xiao yan cleaned up the food on the table that had long been cold, but suddenly there was a sound of the lock being opened outside.
yin jingnan staggered through the door and walked in, as if he would fall down at any moment, and whisper nervously went over to support him, "ah..."
how come he drank again.
yin jingnan was one meter eight eight tall, tall and strong, xiao yan couldn't help it at all, and almost stumbled to the ground with him, but yin jingnan stabilized his body and grabbed the boy's waist and took it into his arms.
his vision was blurred, he couldn't see people clearly, the boy's white face illusioned several ghosting shadows, yin jingnan shook his head, pressed the person against the wall and kissed it, and his big hand was even more eager to reach into the sweater of xiao yan, "xiao wen ..."