Break Up, Next

In the evening, a very ordinary black Volkswagen drove slowly on the road, and finally stopped at the entrance of an older community.

City A at the end of August was still very hot, and even in the evening, there was not a few breezes. Su Fu didn't care that the air-conditioning in the car would slip out, and opened the window next to the driver's seat. The windows of the car were fully opened, and Su Fu could clearly see a figure in the window of a resident on the third floor of Building 2 in the old community.

That was his home, exactly ten years ago. Since coming out of the closet, he has never stepped into the house again, especially after living together with He Shaoqi, the family directly cut off relations with him. Every time you just pass by, stop the car and take a look at it with nostalgia.

He is homesick, especially recently.

Every time He Shaoqi's mother stabs at Su Fu, and when He Shaoqi takes care of his mother and makes Su Fu endure, Su Fu is especially homesick. He's been too tired recently, and sometimes he can't help but think, for the past ten years, from going to college, graduating from college, to work, to coming out of the closet, the love he has always believed in, is it about to die? In this married life?

Of course, they don't have a legally recognized marriage, but after the He family's parents let go, he moved into the He family and began this depressing "married life".

He's mother is a very doting son, He Shaoqi is gay, but his coming out process is not difficult, because his mother loves him very much, even if he doesn't want to, he is reluctant to embarrass his son. But Mother He's doting was only given to He Shaoqi, and because her son liked men's unwillingness and resentment, he could only turn around and vent on Su Fu.

Su Fu and He Shaoqi met when they were in college. They lived in the next dormitory. This relationship is very stable, even a little too stable. People say they broke up after graduation, but they are still together after graduation.

After graduation, they both went home and came out. Su Fu ended up being kicked out of the house, and He Shaoqi, nothing happened, but at that time, Mother He did not admit the existence of Su Fu. That year, they were twenty-two, just about to step into society.

Su Fu worked as an English teacher in the No. 1 Middle School in City A after graduating, and He Shaoqi was an intern in a branch of the famous Duan Group. During that time, the relationship between the two was as stable as before. They lived together and fought a protracted war with Mother He in a small apartment rented outside.

Grinding year after year, finally, two years later, Mother He let go and let her son take the recovery home. Su Fu served tea to He's father and He's mother, and it was considered that he entered the He's house. I was very happy with the recovery that day, and felt that all the hard work and perseverance over the years were worth it. But later, Su Fu gradually realized that Mother He didn't really accept him in her heart.

The first two years were better, but there was nothing to pick on, Su Fu always listened to He Shaoqi's words and endured it. Time did not allow Mother He to slowly accept the resuscitation, but she hated seeing him more and more. Last year, he was arguing about hugging his grandson. Su Fu endured the scorn for several weeks, and finally Father He spoke up to adopt a child. At that time, he and He Shaoqi were only 26 years old, and the law stipulated that they could not adopt if they were under 30 years old. However, there was someone in the He family in the orphanage, and the child was brought back. It was a boy, who was only two years old at the time.

Adoption is an adoption after all, and there is no blood relationship after all. Mother He enjoyed the fun of holding her grandson for a few days, but she got bored within a few months. This year is even more interesting. Just a few days ago, Mother He asked Su Fu to go to the hospital for a uterus transplant and give her a real grandson. After so many years, Su Fu's little temper has long since worn off, but in the eyes of the good-tempered Su Fu, Mother He's request is not only excessive, but also unreasonable. He refused, which directly led to Mother He's cold look at him these days.

Yes, very tired.

Su Fu stared at the window on the third floor of the second building, thinking, suddenly a head stuck out of the window, looking here. Su Fu was so frightened that he drove away in a hurry, his head was still dazed, he only stepped on the accelerator, even forgot to turn the steering wheel, and instantly hit the car parked in front.

"Bang!"

The body jolted violently, and Su Fu sat on the seat in a daze, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Su Fu didn't know much about cars, but even so, just by looking at the car in front of him, he knew that it was definitely not an ordinary car.

The owner of the car in front is not doing well, Su Fu has quickly unbuckled the seat belt and got out of the car.

Approaching the car body, Su Fu carefully glanced at the car logo, only one glance, and his heart sank, Rolls-Royce... Then carefully glanced at the car's buttocks, and sure enough, a bit of paint fell off , but not very serious, Su Fu felt a little relieved, in contrast, the front of his car was smashed a little bit.

At this time, the owner opened the window.

Su Fu hurriedly bent over to look at the car window, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted, are you all right?"

You, not you, are two people in the car. The owner of the car and a little boy of four or five years old, interestingly, have no expressions on their faces, neither the anger of the car being hit nor the aggressiveness of demanding compensation.

The man sitting in the driver's seat was wearing a white shirt, the shirt was clean and meticulously groomed, but the neckline was loose, revealing a trace of leisure and laziness, the man was very handsome, with a Natural luxury. Su Fu thought, no wonder he drives a Rolls-Royce. Most of the rich people look like this. They are unsmiling and pretend to be serious.

However, unexpectedly, the man was not the paralyzed face he imagined, but nodded very friendly. Although the expression on his face did not have many smiles, it was still soft and not serious. of pressure.

"It's okay."

It may mean that I don't know if the car is in trouble.

Su Fu was a little embarrassed, and quickly said: "The car has some paint off, I'm sorry, I will compensate."

Maybe he felt that the recovery attitude was very good, the man smiled lightly, opened the door and got out of the car, looked around the car, and took a look at the recovered car.

"A little problem, it's fine."

The man circled back and stood by the door.

Su Fu didn't expect him to talk so well, and was a little stunned for a while, then quickly went back to the car to find a notebook, took a pen, wrote his name and mobile phone number, and tore it off Hand it to the man.

"I'm sorry, this is my mobile phone number, I'll pay for the car repair, just text me the card number and amount."

Su Fu doesn't know if the man's sentence just now means not to hold him accountable, but for Su Fu, it is good intentions for others not to hold him accountable, but it is a matter of principle whether he is responsible or not .

The man glanced at the note in his hand, and looked at Su Fu, without saying a word of rejection, nodded and went back to the car.

It is estimated that they are waiting for someone, Su Fu will not bother anymore, nod and get ready to drive home.

Perhaps because of the children at home, the cool face of the little boy in the back seat attracted Su Fu's attention. Aren't children of this age all soft grandmothers? Recalling that the family was always obedient and cuddly, with a milky voice, Su Fu couldn't help laughing. The cool little face of this little boy is exactly the same as that of the man, and in all likelihood, he is a biological father and son.

The little boy in the car noticed Su Fu's sight and glanced at him coldly, his little brows were slightly wrinkled, one little hand held the other little hand behind his back and kneaded secretly .

Su Fu saw this little detail with sharp eyes, and with the little boy's cool and forbidding expression, he guessed that the little boy's hand was twisted when the two cars collided just now.

Back to the driver's seat window, Su Fu knocked on the closed window.

The man turned his head to look at him and pressed the window button.

"Is the child's hand hurt?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the child sitting in the back seat, "Xiao Ke, what's wrong with your hand?"

The little boy glanced at the recovery in dissatisfaction, hid his hands, pretended to be okay with a cool little face, and did not speak.

So, the man got out of the car, opened the door of the back seat, took the child out and put it on the ground, took his hand to see, and asked him where the pain was.

The little boy glanced at Su Fu with more dissatisfaction, as if he was annoyed by Su Fu's nosy.

Su Fu smiled, squatted down and pulled his left hand, gently rubbing his wrist, "Is it twisted here?"

There was a hint of surprise in the little boy's eyes.

Su Fu's smile got bigger, no matter how cool she pretended to be, she was a child after all.

The little boy was obviously not used to this kind of coaxing tone, he drew back his hand unnaturally, patted it in the man's hand, and said coolly, "Twist it a bit."

Su Fu is a little frustrated. It is very effective to coax the rolls at home. Why doesn't it work for this child?

The man smiled, picked up the child, and said with satisfaction, "Little man, it's alright, I'll let my aunt take a look later."

Hearing the man's compliment, the little boy raised his head proudly, and said to Su Fu, who was beside him, "The more you coax the child, the more naive they are, and they won't grow up."

The childish voice was fascinated and calm, a little inconsistent, a little cute, Su Fu shook his head amusingly.

"Boss, I'm here, I'm here, it's all my mother's fault, I've been fiddling with so many things, I've been waiting for a long time! These are what my mother asked me to bring to you , absolutely exclusive and delicious, my mother made it by herself, Boss, you and the little Boss have taken it!"

The young man who ran out of the gate of the community was carrying large and small bags, chatting endlessly. The man opened the trunk, and the young man put in the bags one by one, not forgetting to introduce them one by one.

What a sunny man! Su Fu sighed in his heart, silently returned to his car, sat in the driver's seat and watched the young man dance and then got into the car with the man.

Suddenly I remembered that I forgot to tell the man that he was responsible for the child's medical expenses, so I hurriedly got out of the car and wanted to say that the car in front had already started and drove away.

Su Fu held the car door, looked at the distant car, let out a sigh of relief, forget it, how can someone who can drive millions of cars care about a few medical bills, maybe the repairman The fare will not send text messages to ask him to compensate.

Get in the car, turn to look at the window on the third floor of the second building, no one, and finally drive home.