Silent Reading

The Luo Wenzhou family not only turned on the lights, but also turned quite arrogant, from the living room to the balcony.

Luo Wenzhou froze, got out of the car and looked around, and found a very familiar family car not far away: "Strange, today is not Friday."

Fei helpless: "Today is Friday."

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

The so-called "Friday" is like a beauties who have been brought up by their family and costumes to cut off the meaning behind this name. It is worthless in itself. For people who have to work overtime on holidays and have been confused, they have to Add grief and anger.

Luo Wenzhou sighed a bit vicissitudes, while urging Feidu to hurry, do not stay outdoors, and said casually: "It's okay, isn't this a tight parking space? That is, Friday night, Saturday night, neighbors go to the countryside for the weekend, I can make do with the car parking space for a while-my parents come here occasionally on Friday night and give me something, but they may not make up a 'free time' for a few months, and just leave after a while . "

Fei Du's footsteps stopped at the stairs.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor are not very sensitive recently, and they have to be stomped to wake up, at this time they are silently and silently.

Fei Du was half outside the building and half in the building. The afterglow of the street lamp was hanging on his shoulder, and a pale halo appeared.

When his parents came over, Huo Ran saw a strange man borrowing here. What was going on?

Fei Du hesitated, wondering in what capacity he should introduce himself.

colleague? friend? roommate? Still ... Fei Du remembered Mu Xiaoqing who had a relationship with him at the hospital that day, what did the meaningful sentence she left when she left? Did Luo Wenzhou and his parents officially come out of the closet? Or was that lady just tempting with her mother's intuition?

These are the private affairs of Luo Wenzhou. Fei Du has never inquired about it and cannot infer it.

* After all, communication is just a glutton of greed, and Fei Du always feels that the relationship between him and Luo Wenzhou is still ambiguous and confusing. He usually arranges everything in detail. Only then did he realize that in this matter, he didn't even have any plans or plans, but he was laissez-faire. It seems that he is sitting down on a small boat, regardless of the direction and the reef. When he encounters the vortex and indulge in it, he does not intend to struggle.

Luo Wenzhou turned his head and looked straight into his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Luo Wenzhou's look was taken for granted, as if he didn't notice anything wrong with the situation.

Fei Duo paused and tentatively said, "Are you a bit disturbed by your parents here?"

Luo Wenzhou's eyebrows moved slightly, maybe it was too dark all around, Fei Du couldn't see his slight expression, or Luo Wenzhou was so angry and indifferent, that the more true feelings, the more he calmed down ... … In short, Fei Du could not see what he meant.

I heard Luo Wenzhou said casually: "It's okay, they know you're here. When you were in the hospital, they both went to the hospital to see it, but then you would be unconscious. Then my mother gave you a meal, remember? "

Fei Du answered briefly, relieved, and consciously understood the meaning of Luo Wenzhou-in this way, in front of Luo Wenzhou's parents, he should be regarded as a friend who saved his son. Both are single young men, so before he was completely injured, he came to live as a rent-reduction roommate. I am afraid the old couple also came out of gratitude and courtesy. He heard that he was discharged from the hospital and came to see it.

Fei Du pinpointed his position. The ups and downs of his mind immediately settled down, regained his calmness, and recovered into a total of Fei who was preparing to "see people talk and talk about ghosts".

He didn't see Luo Wenzhou's hands clenching on his side.

As soon as the door was opened in the past, Luo Yiguo was greeted. Today, I changed the specifications. Mu Xiaoqing greeted it personally. When she saw Luo Wenzhou, she complained quickly: "Why so late, I almost called you just now. phone."

Fei Du didn't have time to speak. Mu Xiaoqing had dragged him into the house without seeing it. He was familiar with it: "It's cold outside, you don't have to wear it like this, come in warm and warm— Have you two eaten? "

"Eat," Luo Wenzhou said with a probe. "My mom, are you here to help the poor or to visit the prison? There is no place to settle. What are you doing?"

The porch of his house is already full of boxes of various sizes, and there is no place to change shoes. Luo Wenzhou turned it over and found that there are mountains, cooked food, tea, fruits, snacks ... and a lot of cats. can.

Heaven and earth conscience, Luo Yi pot is almost 15 pounds!

"Why is there so much milk, and I don't like to drink this ... Well, cat toys and suits, really good, the son's own cat."

"I didn't buy milk for you, so I don't care for myself." Mu Xiaoqing said, "What good meals can you have in the cafeteria? You have a lot of oil and salt. If you have a thick-skinned species, you can drink some water for two meals Now, how can we aggravate the wounded to eat together? "

Luo Wenzhou rolled his eyes at Fei Du-the goods were unwilling to aggrieved himself. Not only did he have to order a takeaway, but he also dragged the entire criminal investigation team together *, which was quite heartbroken. However, for a moment of patience, he finally made a "hum", swallowed up the ancient injustice, carried the stuff piled up in the porch in an indignant manner, and tidy it up.

The mother and son have been one by one since they entered the door. They are seamlessly dumplings. They are like cross-talks. The outsiders ca n’t talk at all. Until Luo Wenzhou walks away with the box, Fei Du finally has a chance to pull out his hands. He said to Mu Xiaoqing, "I knew you were coming, and I should go to pick you up in advance. Anyway, I'm just a trainee and I can't help you with the city bureau."

Mu Xiaoqing likes to listen to his mouth full of unrestrained flower cavities, because he feels that the young man and her son are the same, and he does not have the guilt of his own pig to harm the honest cabbage, and he pulls him into the house happily.

At first glance, Fei Du saw Luo Cheng on the sofa in the living room, which was different from Mu Xiaoqing. Just from his face, he could see the blood relationship between Luo Wenzhou and the gentleman.

Luo Cheng's hair was gray, and he didn't have a fat stomach like an ordinary middle-aged man. He had a straight back and an unsmiling pattern between his eyebrows. Just sitting there had an incredible sense of existence. The hotel's private room will be introduced into the role of the main role ... is holding the cat in his arms a little disruptive of the gas field.

Luo Cheng and Fei Du glanced at each other. The two generations of Zhongqing looked at each other in a very short moment. Fei Du ignored the old man's hand that was playing a claw game with the cat and dealt with him very decently. After saying hello, "Uncle, excuse me."

Luo Cheng nodded, and then, of course, the "Great Emperor" who let the lame son give up the seat actually stood up, saying to Fei Du easily: "Looking at his face much better, come and sit down."

Luo Yibo slammed in the arms of the emperor, slammed his shoulders, and licked his paws condescendingly.

"The two of us wanted to come to see you for a long time. Luo Wenzhou's mallet said that he was afraid we would disturb you to rest." Mu Xiaoqing said very gently, "Do you live here? Anything makes him call him to do it, tired him." "

Fei Du froze for a moment, because he felt Mu Xiaoqing's tone was too intimate, so he said cautiously, "The brother took care of him."

Mu Xiaoqing heard the term "brother" and said nothing, but his eyes were full of meaningful smiles.

When Luo Wenzhou cleaned up the porch with a lot of grudges, he looked around with a bit of anxiety, and found that the hard-to-serve Fei and the hard-to-serve old lady had already talked about.

I don't know where he turned out of a "young talent" face, Fei Du is very familiar with this middle-aged and old man, and his pants are convergent and he has no residue. He and the old man each occupy a corner of the sofa. Investors and government ambassadors preparing to jointly develop urban core areas.

Fei Du didn't know what to say. Luo Cheng nodded frequently. His old man had a cat with a large waist on his head. His eyebrows stretched rarely. He also honestly commented, "You have a good idea. Go back and think about it. Send a detailed report to ... "

Mu Xiaoqing coughed quickly, shoved a tangerine into his mouth, and interrupted his old man's nonsense nonsense.

It's really too late. I heard that the city bureau will work overtime like Shura field tomorrow, and Luo Cheng and Mu Xiaoqing didn't wait much. After sitting for a while, they got up and left. Fei Duli was well thought out, and of course he had to send it out. He was pushed back by Mu Xiaoqing against his shoulders.

"Don't come out soon," Mu Xiaoqing said, turning to Luo Wenzhou again, and instructing him, "How old are you, and you should have taken more responsibility for it. Then you will collect your young man's temper at home, hear it?"

This remark was too ambiguous at home, Luo Wenzhou responded lazily, but Fei Du was surprised.

At this time, Luo Cheng opened his mouth and said to Fei Du, "I heard that your parents are not around now. What happened in the future is really hard for me. You can find us."

Fei Du was horrified. To the eyes of Xiao Xiao who looked like Luo Wenzhou, he saw that Luo Cheng had smiled at him if he had nowhere, and his self-anger was almost kind.

Mu Xiaoqing waved at them and warmed his hands □ □ Luo Cheng warmed his pockets and said with a smile: “Our 'big man' has no heart or lungs since he was a child. He has n’t seen him cry for many years ... "

Before she finished speaking, Luo Wenzhou whispered "Goodbye", closed the door, and shot Mu Xiaoqing's words behind the door.

As soon as Mu Xiaoqing and Luo Cheng left, the living room, which seemed to be chaotic, quieted down immediately. Luo Wenzhou knew in his heart that the two old things could not be held back and ran to see people. At first, it was okay. In the end, the tone was like that of a daughter-in-law. Du Xin has a demon mirror, a little clue can make him see through, let alone such an obvious attitude.

Luo Wenzhou has never allowed them to come, just because they are afraid to break through the layer of window paper. However, when the matter comes, he can't help but expect that Fei Du can give some reaction-whether it is a good reaction or a bad reaction, he can always solve it. Get rid of the anxiety in place.

He was very contradictory. He didn't dare to see Fei Du's expression for a while, but just complained indifferently: "I don't have to give a notice in advance. It can really make a mess. I'll go get some milk."

Fei Du's gaze was draped behind his back, watching him tear open a box of milk, pour Luo Yi a little pot with a small saucer, and then poured the rest into a cup, mixed with a spoonful of honey, stuffed Into the microwave.

Luo Wenzhou knew that Fei Du was looking at him, but he couldn't understand the meaning of the person's eyes. His tongue moved. He remembered a few times and broke the embarrassing silence, but he didn't think about what to say. Thin, sweaty, gigantic kitchen, so quiet that only the slight roar of the microwave was left.

At this time, the microwave oven "ding", Luo Wenzhou came back to God, reached out to pull the door, and suddenly a hand came out from behind, clasping his wrist.

When Luo Wenzhou was agitated, only then did the soul fail to keep his house, but he did not know when Fei Du was approaching.

"What did you and your parents say?" Fei Du rubbed his wrists carefully and asked with a slight smile, "I think this misunderstanding is big."

Luo Wenzhou's throat moved slightly.

Fei Du laughed a little, pecked at the most sensitive place under his ear, and opened the hem of Luo Wenzhou's shirt with the other hand: "Sudden me just now, should my brother give me a little compensation? My technology It's really good, you try it and make sure ... "

Luo Wenzhou held down his salty pig hand.

Fei Du intends to expose this embarrassing matter, Luo Wenzhou knows very well, and of course he can hear that as long as he pushes the boat by himself, he can enjoy an unburdened □□ before the unlucky weekend, and then everyone happily maintains it together. With the previous ambiguous, live like this lively.

Wait for a long time to come to pass ... or part ways.

"Too impatient." Luo Wenzhou said to himself.

Then he pulled Fei Du's hand from himself, turned around, and said to him word by word: "My parents have always been more stocking to me, especially in adulthood, as long as the general direction is good, they will not come Interfere with me-who I associate with, whether I am a boyfriend or a girlfriend, how well my job is done, it's all my business, and they don't talk too much. "

Fei Du vaguely felt what he was going to say, and looked at him dumbly.

"Nothing can be misunderstood," Luo Wenzhou's hands involuntarily used a little force, and Fei Du's wrist was hurt by him. "Today, they came to see you intentionally, and this attitude is because I told them formally. Ever ... "

Fei Du was inexplicably flustered, subconsciously trying to interrupt him: "Brother."

"... you are the one I plan to spend my whole life with."