God loves tiger oil

It was around ten o'clock in the evening when Xiao Yi finished handling things in the company.Although work made him feel a little tired, the "good meal" in the morning kept him in a good mood all the way.

He never knew that the gentleman and demeanor he was used to were not as useful as occasionally telling a little lie in front of Mu Mu.Although that guy is clumsy, he takes the soft but not the tough.

If I had known this truth earlier, wouldn't there be a stalemate between the two of them for so long?

Xiao Yi smiled silently, parked the car, and went straight home.

Different from the darkness in the past, the room was brightly lit at this time, Xiao Yi frowned slightly, strode up the stairs, and opened the door.It would be good if it was Mu Mu, but if it wasn't him...

Father Xiao was sitting on the sofa, watching the local news broadcast on TV, while raising his hand to bring the boiled black tea on the table to his mouth, and took a sip.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head slightly, nodded and said, "You're back? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

How did he have the key here?Xiao Yi's face was a little cold, while he was thinking, he bent over to change his shoes at the entrance, threw the key aside casually, and walked in.

The aunt who was busy in the kitchen poked her head out and saw Xiao Yi. She was overjoyed and wiped her wet hands on the apron. She smiled and said, "Mr. is back? Have you eaten yet?"

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, and instead asked, "You let him in?"

"Yes." Auntie's smile was a little stiff, "It's the old man after all, I can't let him..." Wait outside.Swallowing the rest of the words into her mouth silently, the aunt stood there awkwardly.

Father Xiao put down the teacup, and said kindly to her, "It's getting late, you should get off work, thank you for today."

"But the pastries in the kitchen..."

"Don't worry about it."

"Hey." Auntie knew more or less about the two father and son, and sighed in her heart. She glanced at Xiao Yi, packed her things, and left quickly.

Every time I was alone, the atmosphere seemed to be filled with gunpowder. No matter how it started, it would eventually end unhappy.

Xiao Yi sat down at the bar, took a glass of red wine for himself, and said calmly: "This is the first time I see you here, is there any military order to be issued?"

Father Xiao didn't take it seriously, he leaned his back against the sofa, found a comfortable sitting position, and said, "The Song family found someone to divorce the engagement, did you do it?"

"She has someone she likes, so I'll make her happy, okay? You're the only one who likes to break up other people." Xiao Yi said coldly in a sarcastic tone.

If this was said in the past, Xiao's father would definitely scold him for disobedience, but this night he seemed to be very peaceful, he just sighed and said: "In this life, you have been so wasted, don't you want to get married?"

"I have someone to marry," Xiao Yi looked down at the red wine in the glass, "Are you sure?"

Father Xiao's face darkened, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and gritted his teeth: "After all, you still miss that kid in your heart! I'm old, but I'm not demented yet. I'm going to be sure about this. You let us Where is the face of the old Xiao family going?"

Xiao Yi raised the corners of his lips coldly: "It's because you are always concerned about the so-called face that this family is so torn apart!"

As soon as these words came out, Father Xiao's face instantly turned pale.

The two father and son sat in this weird and stiff atmosphere for a long time, Xiao Yi suddenly got up and walked upstairs, Xiao's father closed his eyes, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Today...is your elder brother's. Birthday……"

Xiao Yi tightened his hand on the escalator, "He's gone, what's the point of what you say."

"Yes, it's meaningless..."

Father Xiao's eyes were slightly red, he stood up tremblingly, took his crutches and walked towards the door, paused before going out, turned his face sideways, and asked in a low voice, "Ayi, Dad wants you to come back to live, can you... ..."

The old man has been a powerful man all his life, this may be the most humiliating thing he has ever said to his children in his life, Xiao Yi's back stiffened slightly, and he never turned his head back.

"Oh, forget it, pretend I didn't say it." Father Xiao gave a wry smile, closed the door and left.

The room returned to silence, and Xiao Yi's hands on the escalator were clenched tightly, as if he had grasped the only piece of driftwood before he drowned.

I don't know how long he stood there, until his hand was numb with pain, he suddenly stopped his attention, and continued to walk up the stairs pretending to be nonchalant.

When Father Xiao arrived home, he heard from the housekeeper that his wife had fallen asleep, so he nodded and smoked a few cigarettes by himself in the living room before getting up and going back to his room.

The room was pitch black, and he groped in the dark to find his pajamas, moving very lightly.

Mrs. Xiao on the bed turned over, turned on the bedside lamp, and said with a smile, "Why don't you turn on the light? Are you looking for pajamas? I'll help you."

Father Xiao nodded and sat on the edge of the bed.

Mrs. Xiao quickly found out her pajamas, handed it to him, and asked with concern, "How was your talk today?"

"He was resentful towards me from the very beginning, especially after Xiao Rui's death." Father Xiao closed his mouth wearily, "Forget it, I won't force him anymore, if you don't want to come back, don't come back. "

"Old man, if you agree with what he thinks in his heart, wouldn't it be a matter of time before he moves back to Xiao's house?" Mrs. Xiao smiled and shook her head.

Father Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mrs. Xiao was not afraid of his bad temper, she just leaned over, rubbed his shoulders for him, and said softly: "I know you have your own ideas, but I think you should back down on this matter. That child Xiao Yi, In the final analysis, I watched him grow up, and I understand everything clearly. It's not an option for you father and son to go on like this, don't you always want to get along with him in your heart?"

"Oh, for the sake of getting along well, I'm going to make him a homosexual that the world despises?"

"It's not that he's changed, he's already." Mrs. Xiao said sternly, "You see that you are forced, and he doesn't accept your wishes anyway? I think he really fell in love with that man named Mu Mu." Boy, what happened once you made it perfect? ​​He is almost [-] years old, and he has never acted in a thoughtful manner. I want you to worry about it? Can outsiders persuade you to do something you are determined to do? See Look, I have the same bad temper as you!"

"I have a bad temper?!" Father Xiao opened his eyes wide and retorted unconvinced.

Mrs. Xiao smiled, "That's right, your temper is worse than your son's!"

……

The two husband and wife bickered for a long time, until they fell asleep, Xiao's father turned over several times, and suddenly said forcefully: "...Do you think that kid can really improve the relationship between our father and son?"

"Yeah." Mrs. Xiao yawned, and replied lazily, "A male daughter-in-law is also a daughter-in-law, you just recognize it, old man, I quite like that child, she looks quite obedient."

Father Xiao muttered a few words, shook the quilt, and said loudly, "Okay! I'm asleep!"

Madam Xiao slightly bent her lips in the darkness.

Xiao Yi recently started to write again, Pei Zihuai remained calm on the surface, but he was going crazy with joy in his heart.

Only Mu Mu was depressed, because every time Xiao Yi handed in a manuscript with only a thousand words, and it took only two days for a thousand words!

How long will it be delayed according to this progress?

According to Pei Zihuai, when Xiao Yi used to write manuscripts, he could write at least [-] characters a day, but how could it become [-] characters when it was transferred to Mu Mu?

This was said publicly at the meeting, similar to criticism, which directly made Mu Mu blush and immediately began to doubt his ability.

Is it because other editors are very serious and have a strong aura, so the author is so obedient?Mu Mu introspected deeply, and after introspection, he also told Xiao Yi about this problem on QQ, but he bypassed it every time.

Helpless, he finally had no choice but to go to Xiao Yi again...for an interview.

"Are you busy with work recently?" Mu Mu sat across from Xiao Yi, and first searched tactfully.

Originally, he had talked about the submission of the manuscript on QQ before, even if he didn’t say anything else now, Xiao Yi should understand, but this person just took a sip of his tea and said lightly: “It’s okay, not too busy. "

The corner of Mu Mu's mouth twitched, are you not busy writing?Why are you dragging me?

"Then...why only hand in a thousand words?"

Originally, a date was set for him to submit the full text before the deadline, but after Pei Zihuai's analysis, he felt that it was unreliable, so he asked Mu Mu to supervise Xiao Yi to submit it every day.Mu Mu originally felt that Pei Zihuai was unnecessary, but after Xiao Yi paid a thousand for two days, he finally agreed with Pei Zihuai's opinion in his heart.

"Sorry, I don't have much inspiration recently." Xiao Yi said with a smile.

Mu Mu just wanted to rush up and blow up his exquisite and perfect face, but he couldn't do it now. He took a deep breath and asked depressedly: "Then how can I get inspiration?"

Xiao Yi raised his head and looked at him quietly for a while, until Mu Mu became nervous, then suddenly smiled and said, "Now... I have inspiration."

"Really?"

"Ah."

So someone who claimed to be inspired started typing in the office. Mumugan sat for a while and said with a smile, "You write slowly, I'll go back first, and I'll collect the manuscript tomorrow."

Mu Mu got up and walked to the door, just as he put the handle on the door, Xiao Yi suddenly announced calmly: "...it seems that I have no inspiration again."

"...Ah? What should we do then?" Mu Mu opened his eyes wide, a little surprised and a little nervous.If you hand in another thousand words tomorrow, Pei Zihuai will peel his own skin, right?

Xiao Yi smiled, and said in a gentle voice, "Sit back."

Mu Mu sat back helplessly, Xiao Yi stared at him like this for a long time, then buried his head and started typing.Mumu black line, dare you love me with words on my face? !Looking at it can give you inspiration? !

However, Mu Mu couldn't tell whether Xiao Yi's words were true or false, so he had to quietly accompany him to write the essay.On this day, Xiao Yi submitted [-] words, and Mu Mu didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

Every day after that, Mu Mu had to go to Xiao Yi's office to report, otherwise he would not have a thousand words in one day.He had guessed that Xiao Yi was teasing him, but maybe he ignored it deliberately, he still couldn't help seeing him every day, it felt as if the two had never been separated.

...The summer vacation will be over in a few days, and when I leave the publishing house, I will never have any contact with Xiao Yi again, right?So... Let yourself go for a few more days, shall we?

Mu Mu said to herself secretly, then turned her head and sank into the depressed mood again.

On this day, he still came to Xiao Yi's company. When the secretary saw him, her attitude was different from the usual warm greeting, but she squirted out the biscuits in her mouth as if she was frightened!

"You...cough cough cough... don't go in for now!" Miss Secretary panicked.