Approach

Before Zhexi came to Su Mochen, he took Chenchen into Wan Lizhe's care. Now that Su Mochen is pregnant, it is not convenient to continue to take care of her, so he called Wan Lizhe and asked him and Qiao An to take care of her. Haosheng raised Chenchen.

Zhexi stayed with Su Mochen for two days and then went back. She wanted to go back to the residence to pack up her things quickly and come here to accompany Su Mochen.

After getting off the plane, Wan Lizhe picked her up by car. This weekend, Wan Lizhe doesn't have to go to work.

Although Zhexi had told Wan Lizhe about Su Mochen's pregnancy on the phone, he still had an expression of disbelief.

"I just accepted your true identity," he clicked his tongue repeatedly while driving, "You've got a kid again!?"

Zhexi was busy sending Su Mochen a WeChat message, so she didn't bother to talk to him.

"But Su Mochen is so young," Wan Lizhe was a little puzzled, "How could she agree to have a child now?"

Zhexi paused while typing, looked up at Wan Lizhe, thinking: Su Mochen is two years younger than her, now 25, this age is really not that old in today's society.

Thinking of this, her already affectionate eyes softened a bit.

Wan Lizhe glanced, and saw the affectionate look of the person next to him, and his shoulders shrank involuntarily.

After a while, his eyebrows and eyes were tangled, and he said hesitantly: "If you are free, I want to talk to you about something."

Hearing the seriousness in his words, Zhexi nodded and said, "I'm free."

"Remember what I told you before?" He gripped the steering wheel tightly and looked ahead, "It's just... that I was slept by a woman."

"I haven't forgotten."

"I saw her again in the bar yesterday."

"Um."

"I don't know what happened to me at the time. I kept staring at her like I was possessed..." Wan Lizhe turned a corner and parked the car on the side of the road that didn't get in the way. Get up and follow, keeping a close distance and trailing outside."

He took out a cigarette, held it between his fingers, lit it, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath: "Follow her all the way outside a store."

"Yeah." Zhexi pressed the window of the car to disperse the smoke.

"That's a tattoo shop," Wan Lizhe reached out the window and flicked the cigarette ash, "I don't know if she is the owner or works there."

Zhexi looked at him sideways.

Wan Lizhe leaned on the car seat with a complicated expression, "I've been looking forward to seeing her again, so I often go to that bar for a walk, I didn't expect to meet her yesterday..."

Zhexi didn't say anything.

"I can't tell how I feel about her...we were just a one-night stand...but I think of her often..." He sighed and closed his eyes.

Zhexi unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, walked to Wan Lizhe's side: "Go and sit in the passenger seat, I'll drive."

"what?"

"Ah what, you've been hypocritical for a long time, don't you just want to meet someone?"

"I..." Wan Lizhe hesitated, his face flushed faintly.

"Hurry up." Zhexi urged again.

Wan Lizhe pinched his cigarette, took off his seat belt, and went to the co-pilot.

Zhexi restarted the car and said, "Navigation."

Wan Lizhe obediently obeyed, and halfway through the walk, he muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it good for us to do this?"

Zhexi squinted at him: "When did you become so thin-skinned?"

Before Wan Lizhe could respond, Zhexi said bluntly, "Could it be because you were slept by her?" A rare experience made him so passive and shy?

"No..." Wan Lizhe defended with a blushing face...

After driving for half an hour, I arrived at the store.

Zhexi was not as shy as Wan Lizhe, and went in neatly.

The woman was also in the shop. When she saw Wan Lizhe, she was startled. She obviously remembered him, but her expression soon returned to normal.

Zhexi made a fuss about wanting a tattoo, and successfully got the woman's contact information. She didn't linger too long, asked for the number, and then came out of the shop.

"You can figure out what to do next." After leaving the door, Zhexi sent him the girl's contact information via WeChat.

Wan Lizhe couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes, he insisted on inviting Zhexi to a big meal, but Zhexi refused and asked him to take him home.

When they got home, Zhexi called Fang Ziqing and wanted to ask her to meet and talk to her face to face.

But Fang Ziqing had something to do tonight, so the two made an appointment tomorrow.

On the phone, Fang Ziqing told Zhexi some of her and Chuyu's progress, including Chuyu's coming to Fang's house for dinner today and their plan to go abroad to obtain a certificate. Zhexi was happy for her, and the two chatted about other things before hanging up the phone.

Before coming to Fang's house, Fang Ziqing accompanied Ren Chuyu to the nursing center to see Ren's mother.

It was a private sanatorium, the place was clean, and the medical staff were dedicated.

When they arrived, Mother Ren was sitting on a bench in the yard looking at the osmanthus trees in the distance. Seeing Mother Ren for the first time, Fang Ziqing felt that she had a benevolent look and a gentle temperament.

Although Ren's mother can't remember many things, when she is not sick, she looks like an ordinary person.

Ren Chuyu took Fang Ziqing's hand and walked slowly in front of Ren's mother. The two sat down next to Ren's mother. Fang Ziqing handed the fruit in his hand to the nurse next to him.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ren Chuyu asked softly while helping her massage her arm.

"Well," Mother Ren smiled, "I have beef today."

One of Ren's mother's favorite dishes is beef brisket with potatoes. When she was young, she often made it for Chuyu.

Chu Yu also smiled back and continued to massage her.

Mother Ren turned her gaze around, and stretched out her hand to help her pull her drooping hair behind her ears.

Ren Chuyu froze for a moment, just when she was about to look up, Mother Ren turned her gaze back, and muttered in a low voice, "It's messed up."

Ren Chuyu silently blushed.

After staying for another half an hour, seeing that Ren's mother was a little sleepy, Chu Yu helped her back to the ward. Fang Ziqing was also helping, helped her to lie down carefully, and covered her with a quilt.

"Sleepy." Mother Ren closed her eyes and whispered.

"Well, sleep peacefully," Chu Yu tucked the quilt up for her, "I'll see you next time."

Mother Ren suddenly opened her eyes again, and asked softly, "Are you still taking her?" She was naturally referring to Fang Ziqing.

"Bring it."

Mother Ren closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

The two quietly exited the ward and closed the door.

Seeing that her eyes were still red, Fang Ziqing gently held her in his arms and kissed her hair.

Ren Chuyu leaned in her arms for a while before slowly raising her head: "Let's go."

After getting in the car, Chu Yu didn't say much, just stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.

After a long while, she said: "Mother has forgotten many things." The corners of her eyes were moist, "I don't remember me either."

Fang Ziqing listened silently... At this time, the language was pale.

She slowly turned Ren Chuyu's body around, embraced her in her arms, and melted her sadness with warmth.

Ren Chuyu lay in her arms, sobbing softly.

"My aunt died in a car accident," Ren Chuyu said in a low voice, "She was protecting her mother." Since then, her mother has been tortured by guilt and self-blame all day long.

"That year Qingming, my mother went to my aunt's cemetery like in previous years," she choked up, "There was an accident on the road, and my mother witnessed a tragic car accident and was stimulated..."

Fang Ziqing hugged her tenderly.

It took some time before Ren Chuyu calmed down.

For so many years, she rarely told others about these things, even Li Lan, who was always by her side, only knew the general idea.

Fang Ziqing turned his head and stroked the corners of Ren Chuyu's eyes with his fingertips. After a while, she leaned over and kissed her eyes again.

Ren Chuyu closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Migratory birds circling non-stop have finally returned home.

It was already evening when the two of them arrived at Fang's house. This was the first time Ren Chuyu had formally entered Fang's house and prepared Mr. Fang's favorite tea.

Mr. Fang had already learned about the basic situation of Ren Chuyu's family from Ziqing, so he didn't mention the meeting between the two parents.

The dinner was still prepared by Mrs. Li, and Fang Ziche was there for a table of delicious food.

"Our family, Ziqing, has been waiting for you for many years," Mr. Fang said suddenly in the middle of the meal, "I have introduced many girls to her one after another, but she doesn't even like her."

Ren Chuyu was taken aback, she didn't expect Fang Ziqing's father to say such a thing at the dinner table, and she was a little confused for a while.

Fang Ziqing gently held her hand under the table to help her relieve her tension.

"Uncle, I'm sorry," Ren Chuyu said sincerely, "Because of the two of us, you have worried a lot."

Mr. Fang waved his hand and smiled gently: "We will be a family from now on, so there is no need to say too many polite words."

"Thank you uncle."

"I heard from Ziqing that you want to go abroad to obtain a marriage certificate," Mr. Fang wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then said, "In order not to affect your career, I will visit your boss in person in two days."

"uncle…"

"This is what I should do," Mr. Fang stopped her, "Ziqing is my daughter, and you are the one she loves." The following words are self-evident.

Ren Chuyu was a little moved after hearing this.

When his elders are here, the young people will inevitably feel restrained, and after talking again, Mr. Fang got up and left.

As soon as Mr. Fang left, Fang Ziche sat next to Ren Chuyu.

"Sister Chuyu," he said with a mischievous wink and a smile, "You can rest assured that you will marry into our family, and the three of us will treat you like a princess."

In fact, Ren Chuyu had very little contact with Fang Ziche, so she felt a little embarrassed when she first heard his words.

"Go, go." Seeing Ren Chuyu's discomfort, Fang Ziqing hurriedly pushed him away, "Hurry up and play games."

"I don't play games," Fang Ziche snorted at her, and continued, "I still have something to say to my sister-in-law."

As soon as the sister-in-law uttered, Ren Chuyu's face suddenly turned red.

Fang Ziqing cast a sidelong glance at him, and dragged Ren Chuyu upstairs.

"It's not good for us to leave like this, right?" Ren Chuyu couldn't help but turn her head to look at Fang Ziche who was full of aggrieved face when she reached the turning of the stairs.

"It's okay." Fang Ziqing hugged the man and continued to walk forward, "He won't mind."

Taking her to his bedroom, Fang Ziqing dragged her to sit on the sofa.

"Uncle is different from what I imagined." Ren Chuyu laughed softly, "I thought he was a very serious person."

"He used to be a bit old-fashioned and traditional," Fang Ziqing also smiled, "I got rid of it later."

"Hmm..." Ren Chuyu seemed to have thought of something, and looked up at Fang Ziqing, "Uncle said he introduced many girls to you before..." She scratched the soft flesh of Fang Ziqing's palm...

"Yes...he was able to accept my sexual orientation later on, so he wanted to help me find someone who was compatible with me," Fang Ziqing held her hand and said every word, "but there is always someone in my heart, and I can't tolerate others..."

Ren Chuyu's heart trembled slightly, and she nestled in Fang Ziqing's arms silently.

Fang Ziqing pressed his lips against her ear, and whispered softly: "I have guarded you for so many years," whispering softly, "When did you want me?"

The pinna was hot from the paste, and Ren Chuyu said shyly, "Tonight."

"Well," Fang Ziqing said softly with an itch in his heart, "Then I'm going to take a bath."

"It's still early." Ren Chuyu's ears were so red that they were bleeding.

"It's - it's - it's too late." She deliberately dragged her tone for a long time.

Ren Chuyu lowered her eyes, not ashamed to answer.

"Let's go wash together." Fang Ziqing pulled him up and went to the bathroom.

I don't know if it's because she is shy, or the hot water is a little hot today, but Ren Chuyu's originally fair skin has turned into a lovely pink.

Fang Ziqing's chest gushed out a stream of heat. She turned off the shower, slowly lifted Ren Chuyu's face, lowered her head and kissed her lips, then moved back to her chin, neck and **** collarbone...

She couldn't hold back, and asked Ren Chuyu once in the bathroom.

The two lay back on the bed, she hooked Ren Chuyu again, and begged herself once, then twice, three times...

Tonight, she's a grinding little elf.