Trajectory 2: entangled curves

"Yang Qiang!" Zhuge Qinuo, who was hugged by Huang Cangran, said to her, "I will explain everything to the children as soon as possible. But he is still their father. You also have children, and we are both mothers. I hope you can understand that no matter what happens between adults, it will not affect the children."

Yang Qiang raised her lips and smiled. Compared to the madness just now, her calm smile was a bit sad, but also carried her original pride. She said nothing more and walked straight to the gate of the community.

Zhuge Qinuo and Huang Cangran watched her go from behind.

"It's not easy!" said Huang Cangran.

Zhuge Qinuo: "What's not easy."

Huang Cangran: "It's not easy to be Han Moli's woman. You are quite strong. You have endured ten years without going crazy."

Zhuge Qinuo rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "You've grown so much older, but why haven't you become more mature with your words?"

She glanced at Huang Cangran's hand around her and said, "Everyone has left. Stop acting."

"Act?" Huang Cangran lowered his head and followed her gaze, understanding what she was talking about. "Be professional, in case someone comes back. Go upstairs first."

Zhuge Qinuo raised his eyebrows, and considering that he had helped him, he didn't hesitate any more and just went into the building.

Huang Cangran was very satisfied with Zhuge Qinuo's non-resistance.

Enter the building. Enter the elevator.

"We're at the elevator now, it's almost time," Zhuge Qinuo reminded.

"Okay! I know." Huang Cangran let her go, "You are just impatient. Your acting skills need to be improved! Too bad?"

"I'm bad?" Zhuge Qinuo was unconvinced. "You know the famous director Xu Fei, right? You know the famous actor Deng Qing, right? They didn't say that my acting is bad, so why should you say that?"

"It's not that your acting is bad? Then you want to take advantage of me." Huang Cangran said.

"You've been back home for a long time, and the soil and water of your hometown have nourished you enough, so your true self has been released, right? Where's your previous abstinence? No more? I took advantage of you? You're so astonished that you can't say that. Who's holding the hand..."

Huang Cangran: "Who what?"

"Nothing." Zhuge Qinuo found that Huang Cangran in front of him was exactly the same as when they were children. It was obviously him who held her hand first, and he was the first to hug her shoulder, but he could still be so shameless and unreasonably say that she took advantage of him.

She was too lazy to argue with him: "Why are you here? Where's your phone? Why can't I get through?"

Huang Cangran thought about the vegetables he had just bought and went back to Zhuge Qinuo’s house.

When I put the dishes into the kitchen, I looked around, but I didn't see Zhuge Qinuo. The children were also in their rooms and hadn't come out. Only Han Moli was in the living room, at a loss as to what to do.

He asked Han Moli vigilantly what happened. Han Moli told him that Yang Qiang had come and the two women went out to chat.

Huang Cangran took another look at the clothes hanging in the entrance: "Zhuge Qinuo is not wearing a coat?"

Han Moli: "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Huang Cangran suddenly became angry. "If she can't handle her family affairs well, then why is she going out to take the blame?"

Han Moli: "I didn't! It was Yang Qiang..."

"You still want to push the blame onto a woman? As a man, you should have some responsibility!" Huang Cangran picked up his clothes and ran out.

He ran downstairs and walked for a while before realizing that he was in such a hurry to leave that he forgot to bring his cell phone. He wanted to go back to get it, but he felt that he might run into her, and going back would be a waste of time, and Zhuge Qinuo might be left in the cold for even longer.

He stubbornly believed in their fate.

"What do you want me to ask you?"

While Huang Cangran was recalling, Zhuge Qinuo urged.

He replied, "Mebe."

"what?"

Huang Cangran sensitively felt that Zhuge Qinuo's whole personality brightened up a little when Mibei was mentioned.

"Yes, it's Mi Bei! If he hadn't asked me to come, I wouldn't have come if you and Han Moli were happy as a family."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Stop talking nonsense. Speak properly."

Huang Cangran: "I was speaking nicely. I didn't say anything wrong. Before Mi Bei left, he sent me a WeChat message saying that he was worried and asked me to come and see him, which is why I came."

"Okay! Then why didn't you answer the phone? I was almost torn to pieces by Yang Qian just now." Zhuge Qinuo said exaggeratedly.

"Can she tear you apart?" Huang Cangran didn't believe it. "If you use the same strength you used to deal with me, how can you not deal with her?"

"I won't talk to you." Zhuge Qinuo said.

"I forgot my cell phone at your house." Huang Cangran said.

"Oh? The genius of learning also forgets things?" Zhuge Qinuo teased him.

He tugged at her coat, and after getting her eye contact, he rolled his eyes at her: "Can you have a little conscience? Why do you think I forgot? I saw your coat hanging at the door, and I was afraid you would freeze to death."

"Thank you very much!" Zhuge Qinuo stopped arguing with him, "Then how did you find me?"

Huang Cangran: "You two have such loud voices? Is it difficult to find you?"

“Are we loud?”

"Yes!"

……

The two returned home. The house was empty.

"Where is he?" Huang Cangran wondered, "He was still there before I went out to look for you."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Why do you think I called you? Yang Qiang was really emotional just now. I feel that in addition to hating Han Moli for coming to see the child, she also hates Cheng Cheng and Xin Xin. No, it's not that she hates them for anything, it's just... I can't put my finger on it."

Huang Cangran: "If you can't explain it, don't say it."

Zhuge Qinuo: "That's right. Now that the problem has been solved, I'll ask Han Moli to send the children back."

Huang Cangran: "Calm down. You told him to take him there, but he probably hasn't even reached your parents' house yet. What will the children think if you call him back halfway?" "And as for Han Moli, don't let him come back. Let him go directly to Yang Qiang. Today's farce was originally a problem between the two of them, and they need to solve it themselves."

She felt that what Huang Cangran said made sense: "Okay!"

Huang Cangran: "Are you so obedient now? You don't say a word?"

Zhuge Qinuo: "I have always been a rational and reasonable person."

"Drink it and take a rest." Huang Cangran handed her a cup of brown sugar ginger tea, "Hey, you are lucky today. I was planning to make some delicious dishes for Chengcheng and Xinxin, but now I can only give it to you."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Why, am I not worthy?"

Huang Cangran: "Just wait."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Do you need my help?"

Huang Cangran: "Don't do that! Cooking also requires thought. You're the only one who can open your mouth to eat, so don't come and make things more complicated. You'll only make things worse!"

"Ba has to help!"

Huang Cangran walked into the kitchen, Zhuge Qinuo turned on the TV and randomly selected a TV series to play, making the whole house more lively.

It wasn't long before the plot and characters in the TV series became blurry in front of her eyes. The clanging sounds in the kitchen were irregular but reassuring.

Zhuge Qinuo's eyelids felt heavy, so he simply took the pillows, used one as a pillow, hugged the other, turned on his side, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.