Break Up, Next

The He family belongs to an ordinary family with a little money, living in a middle-to-upper-grade community. It was almost six o'clock when Su Fu drove the car to the community garage. During the summer vacation, cram schools are very busy, and Su Fu has classes in the morning and afternoon.

He is currently working as an English teacher in a training institution. He earns money by taking cram schools, and his salary is quite considerable. And his previous job at the No. 1 Middle School in City A disappeared a few years ago, that is, a few months after he entered the Hejiamen, the school revealed that he was **** and was dismissed by the school leader. After that, several other middle schools in City A It is estimated that he heard the wind and didn't want him.

During that time, He Shaoqi was promoted to the marketing manager of the Duan Group branch. It was when he was happy, and Su Fu did not show much negative emotions. He went to a training institution within a month. Already working. In fact, he was very sad at the time. In addition, he lost a decent job and was ridiculed by He's mother, saying that it was not an exaggeration to say that he was almost collapsed, but no one comforted him and no one talked about it, so he could only endure it.

Upstairs, when she reached the door of the house, Su Fu stopped at the door, looked at the door, confused and helpless.

Seriously, he didn't want to go in at all, this home never meant warmth to him, only exhaustion and pain. It's not that he never thought about leaving, but he and He Shaoqi have been with He Shaoqi for ten years. After his birthday this year, it will be a full ten years. Even if the ten-year relationship is gradually exhausted in a tired life, he is reluctant to abandon it. What's more, now that there are more juanjuan, He's father and mother don't have much affection for juanjuan. After the novelty passes, he will be bored. In He Shaoqi's eyes, juanjuan is just an explanation to his parents, and he doesn't have much affection. Su Fu felt distressed for Juanjuan, let alone leave him in the He family.

The exhaustion and confusion in her head have not yet been relieved. The faint cries of the children in the room made Su Fu's heart tighten.

Stop smacking your ass.

Su Fu hurried over to grab the child and hugged her in her arms distressedly.

"Juju don't cry, little dad is back, don't cry."

The child seemed to have found support in Su Fu's arms, and the cry immediately subsided, but the tears flowed even more, the little face was buried on Su Fu's shoulder, the little hand tightly clutching Su Fu's clothes.

Mother He saw the appearance of one big and one small, her face was very ugly, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was very naked.

Su Fu calmed down the child before going to see Mother He. The anger in his heart was instantly suppressed, and he asked humbly: "What did you do to make your aunt angry? It's so small. The children can't stand the beating."

"The child has to fight if he is naughty. If he does not fight, he has no memory. Look at how many cups and bowls he has broken! Tomorrow you will contact a nursery to send the child there. I don't have the spare time to take him at home. !"

When Mother He taught people, her voice was very shrill, which made people uncomfortable. Su Fu lowered his eyes and patted the child's back with his hand holding the child. Juanjuan was the most well-behaved and obedient child Su Fu had ever seen. The child was two years old when he was brought back. He is an orphan, so he has always been very well-behaved when he came to this house and did not cause trouble for adults. Mother He said that it was impossible for him to be naughty.

Su Fu will not argue with He's mother on this issue, but Juan Juan is only three years old now. He has lived in an orphanage since he was a child, and now he is sent to a nursery school, he will definitely be affected by Juan Juan's psychology. Inflicting harm, this recovery cannot possibly agree.

"Juju will start small classes next year. If my aunt doesn't have time, I'll take it with me recently. The nursery won't need it anymore, and the children will be afraid."

Mother He glanced at Su Fu, she said nothing, and said coldly, "Shao Qi is working overtime tonight, you can do it yourself for dinner."

After speaking, she ignored the recovery and went back to her room.

Generally, only when He Shaoqi goes home for dinner, Su Fu will eat with his father and mother. As long as He Shaoqi does not come back to eat, he will eat first, and will not wait for Su Fu. This recovery has long been accustomed to, and also numb.

Watching Mother He back to the room and closing the door, Su Fu kissed the forehead of the scroll, and returned to the small room of the scroll with the child who was still sobbing.

The He family has four bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, one for He's father and one's mother, one for Su Fu and He Shaoqi, as well as a study and a mahjong room. The mahjong room is a place where Mother He invites friends to have fun. Since he adopted Juan Juan, the mahjong room has been changed into a room for him. Because of this, Mother He has been unhappy for a long time.

Put the roll on the bed, Su Fu went to wash the towel with hot water, came over and wiped the child's face, the child stopped crying, and looked very well-behaved around Su Fu.

The child was brought by the He family, so he naturally followed their surname and named it He Sujuan. The curly word is because the child has soft and curly hair. The child with the surname of the He family does not have a relationship with the He family, so he has a relationship with Su Fu. The child is very sensitive. Who treats him well and who treats him badly has a clear mind.

After washing the child's face and hands, Su Fu took off his trousers again and looked at his red ass, making sure that there was no injury except for a little redness.

Hold the child in her arms, gently rubbing his soft curly hair, Su Fu asked softly: "Curly, tell little parents why they beat you?"

The child held Su Fu's finger in his small hand, glanced at his trusted father, and then whispered with red eyes: "Grandma is gone, I am alone, I am thirsty, I have to pour water, knock over many bowls, and when my grandma gets angry, she will make a roll."

Volume came out of the orphanage. After coming to He's house, no one liked him very much except Su Fu. The child looked quiet, and it was estimated that he was more or less autistic and didn't usually love him very much. Speaking, now that he is three years old, many children are fluent in speaking, but he still stutters when he speaks long sentences.

Su Fu patiently listened to the child's milky voice, and after a while, he understood what Scroll was trying to convey. Mother He went out to play by herself, and left Kuanjuan at home alone. Kuanjuan was thirsty, so she climbed the stool and went to the cupboard to pour water from a cup. When she took the cup, she knocked over the cup and bowl in the cupboard.

"Does grandma usually leave you alone at home?"

Volume carefully glanced at Su Fu, and nodded aggrieved.

Su Fu's heart was overturned, and it was very uncomfortable. For a child who is only three years old, which other family is not accompanied by a few adults, for fear that something will happen to the child? But what about this child? Who was arguing about adopting a child back then, and who is leaving such a small child behind now? !

Volume looked up at the silent recovery.

Su Fu smiled reluctantly and kissed the child's face, "Will my little dad take care of you in the future?"

A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked expectantly, "Always? Will little dad always accompany him?"

Su Fu replied softly, "Yes, Dad will always be with Juanjuan."

"But grandma said, little dad is going to give birth to a younger brother, don't you stop scrolling?" The voice of this sentence was very small, and the child was very afraid of being abandoned, even thinking about it.

Su Fu's smiling face collapsed and she was silent for a while. Just when the child couldn't wait for the answer and wanted to cry, Su Fu gently rubbed the child's head again.

"My little dad will never give birth to a younger brother, and he will never give up on Juju. Juju will always be my little dad's little treasure."

Men have babies, uterus transplants, it's ridiculous. There is no precedent in the world for a man to transplant a uterus to give birth to a child, and Su Fu doesn't want to be the first person, just to satisfy someone who sees him as a thorn in his side.

The child finally showed a sweet smile when he heard Su Fu's answer, and sat contentedly in Su Fu's arms.

"Roll, have you had dinner yet?"

Scroll shook his head, then whispered that he was hungry, as if it was a big sin.

It's okay for Mother He to target him. For such a small child, wouldn't he even prepare dinner for him? !

Su Fu's heart was churning again, and then he held back again, touched his little head and asked, "Dad, is it okay to cook noodles?"

"Okay, I like everything my dad cooks."

It was still hot, even at night. Su Fu first turned on the air conditioner in the roll room, and then took the child to the kitchen to cook a bowl of beef noodles. The father and son held a bowl of hot beef noodles and ate it together in the small room for roll rolls.

After washing the pots and bowls, Su Fu went to take a bath for the rolls, and after taking care of the rolls, she went back to the room to take a bath and sleep.

After nine o'clock in the evening, not long after Su Fu lay in bed, He Shaoqi came back. Su Fu looked at the time, and came back from overtime more than an hour earlier than before.

He Shaoqi was very tired, he tore off his tie and fell on the bed.

"Have you eaten dinner? Would you like to cook a bowl of noodles for you?" Su Fu sat up and asked him.

"No, I've eaten." He Shaoqi rubbed his temples to relieve fatigue.

Seeing that he was tired, Su Fu didn't say more, just said: "You are tired, I'll go get a towel and wipe your face."

Su Fu was a little emotional. I don't know when it started. Seeing He Shaoqi returning home, his heart lost the joy he had when he was in love.

Just as he was about to get up and get out of bed, He Shaoqi grabbed Su Fu's hand, "I'll just take a shower by myself later, I have something to tell you."

He Shaoqi sat up and leaned on the head of the bed.

Su Fu nodded and sat cross-legged beside him.

He Shaoqi was probably thinking about his words and didn't speak in a hurry. He took Su Fu's hand, squeezed it, and looked at it. It has been almost ten years, and they are all men who have been running for three years. Because they have been cooking with a pen for a long time, their fingers have also developed calluses, and they are no longer slender and soft when they are in love. He Shaoqi's eyes stayed on Su Fu's hand for a while, and finally frowned slightly and let go.

Su Fu did not miss He Shaoqi's frown. He retracted his hand, put it on his knee and twitched slightly, and then folded his other hand uncomfortably, waiting for He Shaoqi's words.

"About what Mom said before asking you to do a uterus transplant and have a baby, I checked it, and Mom is not fanciful, the largest hospital in Linshi is indeed researching uterus transplants, men giving birth to children Possibly, they need volunteers and it's free."

After listening, Su Fu's heart sank. He thought it was over, but he didn't expect it to be over.

Su Fu lowered her eyes, "You tell me what to do with this, if my aunt wants a grandson, she can actually go abroad to find a surrogate."

"I've thought about IVF, surrogacy, but you know, Mom, she's still very old-fashioned in her heart. In her eyes, children born through these channels are of unknown origin. It’s impossible to get up, and the cost is too high. Besides, what does the child born like this have to do with you? It’s not fair to you.”

Let me be a man to do that dangerous research, and have children, is it fair to me? Su Fu was silent, with mixed feelings in his heart. In fact, He Shaoqi is really a good and filial son, at least in He Shaoqi's heart, his Sufu will never be better than his mother. What the **** is said, Su Fu thought bitterly, maybe one day when Mother He wants him to die, He Shaoqi will agree.

He Shaoqi saw that Su Fu was not happy, so he stopped forcing him, took his clasped hands again, and said softly: "Don't worry, you need to think more about this matter. Well, don't rush to answer."

Speaking, He Shaoqi approached Su Fu, raised his head and kissed his lips, while kissing and slowly laying Su Fu down on the bed.

Feeling He Shaoqi's kiss going down from his lips all the way down his neck, his recovery was a little stiff. In fact, they seldom did it in the past year or two. The last time was probably a few months ago. The closeness now makes Su Fu feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Fu raised his head and let He Shaoqi kiss, but his hands were slightly clutching the sheets, not knowing where to put them. He was a little tangled in his heart. Although he hadn't done it for a long time, it was a little strange, but it was rare for He Shaoqi to be interested. Perhaps this was also an opportunity to warm up his feelings. Su Fu didn't want his indifference to spoil He Shaoqi's interest.

After getting used to it for a while, Su Fu raised her hand to take off He Shaoqi's clothes. But when he unbuttoned He Shaoqi's shirt, took off half of it, and saw the bite marks on He Shaoqi's shoulder, neither deep nor shallow, Su Fu's whole figure was like a basin of cold water had been poured in the snow, and his whole body was icy cold all the time. to the heart.

He Shaoqi was having an affair, and Su Fu was a little aware of it last year. At that time, I was still trying to convince myself that maybe it was just a need for entertainment at work, and I kept holding back and didn't ask if I was not sure, but now that the bite marks are all there, I understand everything.

The eye sockets began to turn a little red, Su Fu endured it, and then pushed He Shaoqi away, who was excited.

He Shaoqi was baffled by Su Fu's push just when the arrow had to be fired.

"What's wrong?"

"Juju is in a bad mood today, I'll go to sleep with him." He closed his pajamas and got up and got out of bed.

He Shaoqi grabbed Su Fu's hand, his face darkened, "What are you doing, I'm already like this, you just left?!"

Su Fu stood there in a daze, glanced at the hand held by He Shaoqi, after being silent for a while, he couldn't hold back, and finally asked a question that had been hovering in his heart for a long time, let him I have some indescribable questions.

"Shaoqi, do you still love me?"

Su Fu's voice was very soft, it floated into He Shaoqi's ears as lightly as a feather, but hit him hard like a hammer, making him very uncomfortable.

Frowning, He Shaoqi tore his shirt irritably, got out of bed and stood in front of Su Fu.

"What's the matter with you lately? You are twisting, the more you live, the more like a woman."

Su Fu's heart skipped a beat, and the coldness in his heart spread to the apex of his heart. He is not a person who likes to quarrel, but his heart is very bitter, so bitter that even the corners of his mouth can't help but draw a wry smile. Since entering the He family, she has been doing this and that like a little daughter-in-law every day, enduring this and that, but the more she lives, the more she looks like a woman.

"I'm going to take care of Scroll."

In the end, Su Fu did not say anything and left silently.

He Shaoqi watched Su Fu leave, lost his mind for a moment, then tore off his clothes and threw himself on the bed in disgust, and kicked the bed out of anger.