Long river

"Why are you here?" Cen Li asked Song Xingke.

Song Xingke smiled a little guilty, and replied: "I guess you want to come back, so I asked my acquaintances in city A." After speaking, he asked a little nervously: "You don't blame me, do you?"

Cen Li intentionally raised his face to scare him: "Then why didn't you look for me like this before?"

Song Xingke smiled helplessly, and said, "Honey, I'm so good at finding people all over the country, and this is in City A."

Cen Li's heart was beating fast, and he desperately pressed the corners of his mouth down, but his joyful mood slammed into him like a speeding train.

So he opened his arms, suddenly threw himself into Song Xingke's arms, and hugged him tightly.

Song Xingke was startled by his actions, he was at a loss at first, and it took him a while to react, he also hugged Cen Li hesitantly, and asked him softly: "What's wrong?"

"Song Xingke." Cen Li's muffled voice came from his chest, "Do you love me?"

Song Xingke laughed a few times, and Cen Li could even feel the vibration in his chest, just like his thumping heart.

"Of course." He said, "Of course, Cen Li. You don't even know how much I love you."

Cen Li closed his eyes, rubbed his cheek against Song Xingke's shirt, and whispered, "Me too."

Cen Li spent an afternoon explaining the ins and outs of everything to Song Xingke.

Song Xingke didn't speak, but Cen Li smiled: "You don't have to look at me like this, Song Xingke, I have nothing to sympathize with. My dad is right, I actually have a lot of what others have."

Song Xingke hugged him: "I will let you have more."

Cen Li's house in City A has been sold, and Song Xingke took him back to his former house.

Before he came, he seemed to have thought about the current situation. The house had already been cleaned up. When Cen Li saw him, he whispered: "Evil capitalism."

Song Xingke laughed at him: "As your boyfriend, I have an obligation to remind you that you have now become a bourgeois with me."

"I'm a proletarian." Cen Li corrected him, "I would rather have the grass of socialism than the seedlings of capitalism."

After speaking, he couldn't hold back and laughed.

Song Xingke hugged him and nestled on the sofa, and said, "I have thought about the current scene many times before."

Cen Li closed his eyes and said, "Then congratulations, your wish has come true."

Song Xingke was so choked by him that he didn't speak for a while, and pinched his face with a tut.

When the doorbell rang, Song Xingke frowned: "Who is coming here at this time?"

He got up to open the door, Jiang Lu's face was exposed from behind the door, and when he saw Song Xingke open the door, the smile on his face had just half opened, and Song Xingke slammed the door shut.

Cen Li was curious: "Who?"

"Stray dogs." Song Xingke didn't care.

The sound of knocking on the door behind him grew louder, and Cen Li laughed: "Do stray dogs still knock on doors?"

Song Xingke could only turn around and open the door again, but Jiang Lu pushed the door angrily and squeezed in, saying loudly, "Are you sick, Song Xingke?"

As soon as he came in, he saw Cen Li in the living room, he froze in place, smirked a few times and started talking nonsense: "Oh, hello, sister-in-law!"

Cen Li embarrassedly wanted to disappear where he was, Song Xingke nodded secretly, then pretended to kick Jiang Lu with his leg, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Didn't I hear that you went back to City A? I haven't been here before, so I just wanted to come here for a meal. Who knew you came so far to fall in love..."

Cen Li laughed: "Then have you eaten?"

"No!" Jiang Lu touched his belly, "Does Dr. Cen want to cook for us?"

Song Xingke glared at Jiang Lv, just about to say let my wife cook for you, which is a good idea, when Cen Li readily agreed: "Okay, is there any food here?"

"No." Song Xingke glanced at Jiang Lu, took out a card from his wallet and handed it to him, and said blankly, "Three seconds, get lost."

Jiang Lu happily snatched the card over and kissed him, and quickly said to Cen Li: "Dr. Cen, I will eat your cooking next time! I'm leaving first!!" After speaking, he ran away.

Cen Li was dumbfounded.

Song Xingke looked at Jiang Lv's back with disdain, and explained to Cen Li: "He is my younger brother. He knows how to eat, drink, have fun, and knows he wants money. You shouldn't get too close to him."

"He's your friend, how could I get close to him!" Cen Li raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Xingke.

Song Xingke looked at him sourly: "You had to cook for others just now, and I haven't eaten it."

Cen Li was so happy that his eyes were bent: "Song Xingke, look at how you look like a little girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes, so stingy."

"I'm just stingy." Song Xingke hugged him coquettishly, "You can only cook for me alone."

Cen Li leaned on his shoulder, smiled and said, "Okay."

Song Xingke insisted on going grocery shopping with him.This young master has lived for more than 20 years, and it's the first time he went down to the earth to visit the vegetable market in person. Everything he saw was fresh, and he bought this and that. He didn't even ask Cen Li if he would do it. He stuffed his hands and looked at him coldly: "You will take it back later by yourself."

"Okay." Song Xingke replied obediently, "We definitely can't let our baby Cen Li carry it."

Cen Li was numb from his tone: "Song Xingke, I'm already in my 20s."

"Our 80-year-old Cen Li is also my baby." Song Xingke said while holding an eggplant in each of his left and right hands, comparing them carefully.

He actually doesn't know what kind of eggplant is good, Cen Li thought.But at that moment, Song Xingke, who was holding two eggplants soaked in water, made him feel down-to-earth. This kind of steadfastness filled Cen Li's heart with sourness. He felt like 1900 who had just set foot on land, panicked. Confused, but deeply attracted by it.

Cen Li took the eggplant in his hand, looked at it, put one back, handed the other to Song Xingke, and said seriously: "Buy this one, that one is too old."

Song Xingke held the eggplant, and praised sincerely: "Dr. Cen, you are amazing."

The aunt next to him looked at Song Xingke like a fool, and Cen Li felt ashamed, so he hurriedly pulled him away from the scene.

Cen Li never brags, he told Song Xingke that the food he cooks is delicious, and it is really delicious.

After the first bite, Song Xingke had already married Cen Li back home with drums and gongs in his heart.He didn't show it on his face, but he couldn't help crying, thinking about what kind of shit luck he had, his wife was kind, and the food was delicious.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cen Li asked with some doubts: "What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Song Xingke took another bite of rice and said, "Let's get married."

Cen Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Hey, is that an exaggeration?"

Song Xingke nodded, and said honestly: "I want to marry you home right now."

"Why didn't I marry you?" Cen Li glanced at him.

Song Xingke's eyes lit up: "Are you willing to marry me? I can marry you now, husband!"

Cen Li was shocked by his thick skin: "Song Xingke, you were not like this before?"

"Isn't it all forced by you?" Song Xingke said, "Our Cen Li is so good, I have to settle down quickly, I am thankful for being abducted by others."

Cen Li put a chopstick of eggplant into Song Xingke's bowl, and smiled: "What about your mother, Song Xingke, what does your mother think?"

"Don't worry about her." Song Xingke ate the eggplant and said: "Since she never cared about me, her opinion is of no value to me on anything. She divorced my father, and we Dad doesn't care about these, don't be afraid."

"I want to walk with you in a fair manner." Cen Li said softly, "I don't want you to be misunderstood by your parents, Song Xingke, I can't let you be wronged."

"It's you who are wronged." Song Xingke looked at him gently, "Cen Li, you just need to look at me, and I'll take care of the rest, okay?"

Cen Li stared at him blankly, and after a while, he said, "Okay."