Reincarnation: I Married My Ex’s Brother

She had a cold face, and tore her face to Zhuang Long, and replied, "No matter how busy I am with Bruce, I will also take time to take him out to play."

"It will definitely not be the same as we used to, having been married for six years and never going out to play together once."

With Xiaoli's irony, Zhuang Long has nothing to say.

He was the one who was in the wrong.

He waved his hand irritably and said, "Go, I don't want to see you."

Xiaoli turned and left.

Walking into the restaurant, thinking of something, Xiaoli suddenly turned around, looked at Zhuang Long's back to her figure, and said, "It's almost 18th."

The day after tomorrow is the 18th.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Long turned around, with a trace of confusion on his face. He asked Xiaoli, "What happened to the 18th?"

Xiaoli opened her mouth, her expression extremely complicated. "Nothing." She shook her head, obviously not wanting to say more.

Zhuang Long raised his brows high, "If you have something to say, don't say half and leave half." The feeling of knowing something is going on but not knowing is really tormenting.

"Just forget it if you don't remember."

Xiaoli turned around and left, as if angry.

Zhuang Long stared at the tall and slender figure of the woman, feeling puzzled, he couldn't help thinking seriously—

What special day is the 18th?

He deliberately flipped through the calendar. It was not an important holiday, nor was it the birthday of him, Xiaoli and Zhuang Qilin, nor was it the day to receive a marriage certificate and divorce.

It happened that Zhuang Qilin had finished eating the fish. He saw his father looking at the calendar in a trance, so he asked him, "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

Zhuang Long subconsciously asked the question in his heart, "What special day is the 18th, do you know?"

Zhuang Qilin also thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Neither father nor son knew.

It happened that the only insider refused to say.

That night, the father and son were lying on the same bed to sleep, and neither of them slept.

Zhuang Long patted Zhuang Qilin's arm lightly, and Zhuang Qilin let out a suspicious hum. Originally, both of them were lying flat. At this moment, Zhuang Long turned over and lay on his side facing his son. He asked Zhuang Qilin, "Kirin, do you know you have an aunt?"

Zhuang Qilin nodded and said, "I know."

"Does your aunt look like your mother?"

Zhuang Qilin said, "I haven't seen my aunt for many years. I heard that my aunt is dead. As for whether it looks like..." Zhuang Qilin searched in his memory for a long time before saying, "It's very similar."

"Your aunt's boyfriend, is it Bruce?"

Zhuang Qilin said in surprise, "Huh? I don't know, Dad, Bruce and my aunt had a relationship?"

"Don't you know?"

"I don't know, all I know is that my aunt is not in good health. Later, she underwent an operation. As a result..." Zhuang Qilin suffocated his mouth. He vaguely remembered the day when his aunt died and his mother came back from the hospital, just like losing her soul. I started crying when I hugged him.

At a young age, he recalled how sad his mother was at the time, and couldn't help sighing. Zhuang Qilin told Zhuang Long, "My mother and my aunt have a very good relationship. My aunt is not in good health. She can't eat a lot of things and can't do a lot of sports, so my mother will do it for her. Their relationship is better. When aunt died, My mother almost fainted from crying."

When Zhuang Long thought of something, he asked Zhuang Qilin, "When your aunt died, was it the winter four years ago, before Christmas?"

"Yes!" Zhuang Qilin clearly remembered that before her aunt had the operation, her mother had an appointment to wait for her to recover after the operation was successfully completed, so she took her to see the snow in Switzerland.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Long's heart sank.

Sure enough!

It turned out that when Xiaoli made that call, it was very likely that her sister's operation failed.

Seeing that his father seemed a little uncomfortable, Zhuang Qilin asked him, "Do you not want to, my mother is married to Bruce?"

"of course."

Zhuang Long also asked him, "How about you? Do you want Bruce to be your father?"

"I want you to be my father, but my mother is willing to marry Bruce. What I want most is my mother's happiness." Zhuang Qilin turned over, hiding his cheeks in the soft pillows, and he said in a deep voice, "Being a child I am really tired. I will either not get married in the future and be a single noble. If I get married, I will definitely not divorce!"

Zhuang Long smiled and said, "Before I got married, I thought I would be a single noble for a lifetime, but later..."

Zhuang Qilin raised his head and turned his head to look at his father. He asked Zhuang Long, "I don't want to get married because my parents are in a bad relationship. Dad, why don't you want to get married?"

Zhuang Long was speechless when asked by Zhuang Qilin.

Yes, why does he insist on being a single aristocrat?

The strange thing is that his adoptive parents are very affectionate and very affectionate, although after the death of his adoptive mother, Marvin remarried his wife. But the adoptive father loves his adoptive mother. Zhuang Long sees all these. So the question is, why is he not willing to start a family?

"Dad's father and mother, don't they have a good relationship?"

The questions asked by children seem innocent, but in fact they are sharp.

Zhuang Long thought about it seriously, shook his head, and said, "Dad's adoptive parents have a good relationship. I don't know why I refuse to get married." He touched his son's head and said, "Sleep, we will go to the beach tomorrow. ."

Zhuang Qilin has not gone out to play during this holiday. Hearing this, he said he was looking forward to it.

"it is good!"

"I want to surf!"

"I want to go diving into the sea!"

Zhuang Long laughed at others as courageous, "I can tell you to surf, but you can't dive into the sea. When you get older, we will go dive into the sea together."

"Ok."

The father and son spoke without a word, and after a while, Zhuang Qilin fell asleep. Zhuang Long had never slept with the child. He lay still, for fear that he might crush the child. This night, Zhuang Qilin slept soundly, but Zhuang Long did not slept well.

When he got up in the morning, Zhuang Qilin was very energetic, and he jumped a few times on his bed. After jumping, putting on clean clothes, Zhuang Qilin was the little boy who looked indifferent and calm again.

Zhuang Long is particularly curious, who is inherited from Zhuang Qilin's ghost-like character?

After eating breakfast, before going out, Zhuang Long glanced at the calendar. Seeing the number 17 on the calendar, he squinted his eyes, always feeling a little uneasy. The father and son did not drive. They each carried a backpack with the things they needed to use.

The two took Metro Line D and got off at the terminal.

Coney-Island Beach was very lively today. Zhuang Long opened a room nearby. They went to the room to change their clothes and went to the beach empty-handed. There are so many people on the beach, there are umbrellas everywhere, and some people who are looking for a wheat complexion lie directly on the beach and enjoy the sun.