【ABO】Who said AA can't fall in love

"How are you?"

"Are you divorced?"

"Have you been subjected to domestic violence?"

"Ok?"

When Jane's mother heard this, her rare temper didn't break out on the spot.

"Why would I answer a dog's words?"

Jian's mother smiled coldly, and said to Jian Cheng who was still in a daze: "Let's go, son."

Just when the two were about to leave, the man smiled softly.

"Zhang Cuilan—"

"You're scared."

Hearing this, Jane's mother just paused.

Then he dragged Jiancheng away from here.

Lu Anzhao, who was quietly watching all this, just lifted his chin, thoughtful.

It seems that I have to ask someone to look it up tonight. Perhaps, he has accidentally overlooked many important things.

"Mom, do you know the man just now?"

What the man said just now was too much, Jian Cheng couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's just a dog, don't worry about him."

Jane's mother was not in a good mood.

"But, mom..."

Jian Cheng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jian's mother.

"Son, let's not mention him."

"It's hard for you to come back once, don't make him feel bad."

Seeing that Jian's mother didn't want to mention it, Jian Cheng had no choice but to give up.

"Let's go, son. I think that's a good one. Let's go and see his house."

Jian's mother looked around and found a good men's clothing store, and immediately returned to the happy look just now.

"Ah."

After shopping for about two or three hours, although Jiancheng tried his best to stop it, Jian's mother couldn't help but bought a lot of clothes and pants for Jiancheng.

All of them were expensive, but knowing that this was her mother's wish for her, Jian Cheng didn't obviously refuse later.

It was already night when the two returned home.

Jane's father prepared several easy-to-digest dishes and a large pot of seafood porridge at home.

"Not bad, your craft is getting better and better now."

"Did you say so, son?"

Jane's mother took a big mouthful of seafood porridge, wiped her lips with satisfaction and said.

Jian Cheng nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity, mom, you can't cook, or I really want to taste what it's like to cook."

Jian Cheng joked.

Papa Jane laughed and said, "It's impossible for your mother to cook for you."

"Besides, your mother cooks for you, do you dare to eat?"

Jian Cheng thought about the terrifying scene of his mother cooking for him tenderly in the kitchen like a good wife and mother, forget it, or not.

It feels terrible to think about it.

After eating, Jian Cheng and Jian's parents sat on the sofa and watched TV for a while.

Watching the news and facts on TV, the three of them discussed the recent major changes and politics in country A, and the discussion lasted until the evening.

It was not until sleepiness swept over Jane's parents and Jane's mother that the three of them went back to their room to rest.

Jian Cheng entered the room, turned on the light, and everything was arranged in a familiar way.

Blue and white curtains, clean and orderly solid wood bed, minimalist wardrobe and Nordic-style desk.

On the desk are the most popular and expensive high-end alien computers in the past few years, and there are some orderly models of tanks and chariots in the army next to them.

He skillfully took off his coat and put it in the closet, then found a set of dark blue silk pajamas and put it on.

Then, all the other lights were turned off, leaving only one bedside lamp.

In the darkness, only some faint yellowish light could be seen flashing in the room.

Jian Cheng lay upright on the bed, closed his eyes, and tried hard to let himself fall asleep.

It's a pity, no matter how he makes his mind go blank, calm down.

As usual, he was sleepless again.

He opened his eyes helplessly, and sighed silently. His insomnia has become more serious recently.

Reluctantly, he had no choice but to get up and plan to go to the living room to drink a glass of water, soothe his mood, and let himself calm down.

Everything in the dark looks deserted, and the furniture in the living room glows white under the moonlight.

Jian Cheng came to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, when he suddenly heard a voice: "Son?"

It was Jian's mother, she happened to get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and ran into Jian Cheng drinking water in the kitchen.

"Are you insomnia again?"

Jian's mother rubbed her half-opened and half-closed eye sockets, "You wait, I'll go back to the house and bring you things."

After saying that, Jane's mother went back to the house on her own.

After a while, she brought out a giant teddy doll from the house, which was as tall as a person.

"Here, you used to hold it for insomnia, so maybe you will feel more at ease in your heart."

Jian's mother is not tall, and it is obviously difficult to hold such a big doll, so she can only slowly approach Jiancheng with clumsy steps.

Seeing this scene, Jian Cheng felt sore in his heart.

"Mom, let me come."

As he said that, he found the doll in Jane's mother's hand. When he touched the familiar fluffy touch, his heart suddenly relaxed.

"Go back to the house and go to sleep. If you can't fall asleep in the future, you just wake up Mom, and it's fine for Mom to chat with you."

Jane's mother touched her precious son's head and said.

"Well, thank you Mom."

"Silly boy, what else can I say to your mother, thank you."

Jian's mother punched Jian Cheng pretending to be angry.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the house and watch you sleep."

"...No, Mom, I can..."

Jian Cheng intends to refuse, not wanting to delay Jian's mother's rest.

She and her father are not young anymore, and their bodies can't stand such a toss at night.

"Don't blot the ink, it's what my mother says."

However, Jian's mother had already spoken, so Jian Cheng could only go back to the house with Jian's mother.

"Go to sleep, Mom is here watching you."

After Jian Cheng went to bed, Jian's mother sat beside his bed and said softly.

"Ah."

After speaking, Jian Cheng closed his eyes.

Holding the soft teddy bear in his arms, he thought he would not be able to fall asleep, so he planned to pretend to be asleep and lure his mother back to the house to let her rest.

But what he didn't expect was that Xu Shi had Jane's mother beside him to make him feel at ease, and he fell asleep before he knew it.

When he woke up again, it was already dawn.

When he looked in the mirror in the morning, he unexpectedly found that his dark circles under his eyes had lightened a lot, and his whole complexion improved a bit.

Today, Jian Cheng stayed with Jian's parents and mother all the time, talking with them.

In the evening, after all, he has to go to school tomorrow, so he should go back to the house he rented.

Before leaving, Jian's father made him some small pastries for Jian Cheng to keep for him to eat for breakfast tomorrow morning.

And Jane's mother prepared some daily necessities for Jiancheng, so that he would not have to spend his own money to buy them.

Just like that, Jian Cheng returned to the house he rented by car.

When he opened the door, he was greeted by a cold and quiet atmosphere, and he was alone again.

He tidied up briefly, then hurriedly washed and went to bed.

His bed was too small for a big teddy bear, so he didn't bring it with him when he moved.

Jiancheng only left a bedside lamp, put on the headphones skillfully as usual, and listened to the music inside.

Gradually close your eyes....

Monday, early morning.

Lu Anzhao, who was sitting on a chair and playing games on his mobile phone in full swing, saw Jian Cheng, and said with a smile:

"Morning, brother!"

"morning."

Lu Anzhao: "Hey, you look better today than before,"

"Dark circles seem to be less heavy."

Jian Cheng: "Really, maybe it's because I had a good rest during the holidays."

Seeing Lu Anzhao's face, he suddenly remembered the middle-aged man standing next to him that day. After thinking for a while, he asked, "The man standing next to you that day...is your father?"

Hearing this, Lu Anzhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you see it?"

Jian Cheng: "Well, you two look very similar."

Lu Anzhao suddenly laughed inexplicably: "As expected, everyone thinks I look like him."

"Not at all."

The corners of Lu Anzhao's eyes turned up: "Oh?"

"How to say?"

Jian Cheng lowered his eyes, "You two give me a completely different feeling," he continued after a pause, "Your father gives me a dull feeling, especially his eyes... well, how should I say it?" Woolen cloth,"

"It's like the feeling of a murderer described by the psychology teacher when he was in a psychology class in the army...Sneaky, dangerous and crazy..."

"But you are different, and I don't know how to describe the difference—"

"It's like although you are also in an environment full of silt and swamps, but you have been striving to be upstream and not be polluted—"

"It's like...you have light on you."

After hearing this, Lu Anzhao remained silent for a long time. He looked at Jian Cheng with an unclear expression, as if something dazzling like a flame was about to jump out of his eyes.

But Lu Anzhao restrained himself in time, he smiled at Jian Cheng, his smile was different from the fake smiles in the past.

This smile is like a prisoner who has been vigilant all the year round and finally cut open his tightly wrapped sincerity bit by bit in this endless crowd, finally revealing a little bit of meat inside.

"Jane Cheng, why don't you say you are an Omega?"

Lu Anzhao shook his head regretfully.

Hearing Lu Anzhao's words, Jian Jie frowned a bit puzzled and said, "Why should I be an Omega?"

"Besides, aren't you an Alpha too?"

"Isn't it good to be an Alpha?"

Lu Anzhao seemed to be playing the piano to a cow, he lifted his chin, and winked playfully at Jiancheng, "I mean—"

"If you were an Omega, we—"

"You can be closer than brothers."

"You understand?"

Jane Cheng: "......"

The other party's hint is so obvious, if he doesn't understand it, he will really be no different from a fool.

Jian Cheng was speechless: "...you should find an Omega."

"Pfft!"

"Just kidding you, brother, don't take it seriously."

Lu Anzhao didn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

"However, I find that you are much more interesting than those delicate Omegas."

Jane Cheng: "......"

When will this man be serious?

Lu Anzhao: "Okay, okay, my dad is in business after all, so it's normal to be overwhelmed."

"But..." He changed the subject, "What the hell is a murderer? Your description is really funny... Hahaha!"

When Jian Cheng heard it, he also felt that his words just now were a bit inappropriate, "...Sorry, I'm not very good at talking."