flammable relationship

It was late at night, and empty beer cans were piled up at the foot of the table in twos and threes, quietly listening to the secrets of a girl who was neither special nor ordinary in this city.

These secrets have been accumulated for a long time, and the original bright emotional color has become more or less dull. Some things happened at the time like heaven and earth, and now they can be summed up in a few words.

She wiped away her tears and spoke intermittently. Wei Ran listened quietly, and occasionally raised her hand to straighten her younger sister's avant-garde multi-layered short hair. defective product.

After an unknown amount of time, the cool girl had a hot pot-flavored belch, adjusted her posture, and fell asleep on her brother's shoulder.

Waiting for the sound of breathing to be long, Wei Ran carried her to the bed.

Fu Yiheng put on the apron, silently cleaned up the table, took a basin of hot water, and walked into the bedroom lightly.

"Girls love beauty. If they go to bed without taking off their makeup, they should be unhappy when their skin develops pimples the next day." He sifted left and right on the dressing table, and found the cleansing water from a pile of bottles and jars. He took out a cotton pad from the drawer, squatted down to Wei Ran's feet, and passed the things over.

"How?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice, confused.

Young people, not yet at the age to pay attention to maintenance.

Fu Yiheng took the things back again, squeezed people away, and personally served the princess to remove her make-up and wash her face.Wei Ran looked at it seriously, and curiously studied the ingredient list of the makeup remover.

After the research, I came to a conclusion: "According to this degree of sophistication, our teacher Fu is expected to be handsome for many years."

Fu Yiheng didn't want to admit that he had made great achievements in skin care, so he curled his lips and said, "It's just that you look younger, these things are just for psychological comfort."

This mentality is probably the same as many thin girls who don't want to reveal how hard they usually go on a diet.

Don't ask, it's all about natural beauty.

Wei Ran smiled silently. The longer he got along with him, the more he found that Fu Yiheng was actually a very interesting person in private, not as serious and gentle as he appeared on the surface. He often played tricks and lived delicately. Duplicity.

Kind of cute.

After removing the make-up, Wei Xi's clear and plain face was revealed.

Wei Ran sat by the bed and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "She was actually very ugly when she was a child, dark and thin, I really don't know how Chao Zi fell in love with her."

"You must have set the standard too high." Fu Yiheng put the towel on the edge of the basin, "Three years old, Xiaoxi is so beautiful now, how ugly can it be when I was a child?"

"It's true." Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Wei Ran took out his phone, opened the photo album, retrieved a photo, and sent it to Fu Yiheng's eyes, "Here, look, I'm not lying."

Fu Yiheng took the phone and saw a family photo.

There are three people in the photo, a woman with fluttering hair is standing in the middle, holding her son in her left hand and her daughter in her right hand. The season is autumn, and the background is the reeds that Fu Yiheng is familiar with, which should be near the Pingyang Reservoir.

The two sons and daughters look exactly the same, and their expressions are almost the same. If Wei Xi's hair hadn't been longer, Fu Yiheng would hardly be able to tell which is the elder brother and which is the younger sister.

"Thinner is thinner." Fu Yiheng commented pertinently, "But to say ugly, isn't it too much?"

"Is it too much?" Wei Ran's focused eyes never left Wei Xi, "Didn't you notice? She used to have a round face, but she is not so... so like Wei Moli."

Hearing this, Fu Yiheng turned his eyes back to the woman's face in the photo.This was the first time he met Wei Ran's mother, but he felt no strangeness at all.The young mother has a face similar to Wei Xi's. The difference is that her eye sockets are deeper, the bridge of the nose is higher, and the jaw line is sharper. Arrogant, hard to hide madness.

"She... what kind of mother is she?" Fu Yiheng unconsciously asked what was in his heart.

This seems to be a difficult question to answer. Wei Ran was silent for a while, then tucked Wei Xi's exposed arm into the quilt, and after exiting the room, he answered the eight words with care: "Good times are good, bad times are bad .”

Fu Yiheng thought to himself, probably all parents in the world have such mixed evaluations in their children's hearts.

"When I'm in a good mood, I'll kiss you, hug you, and buy you ice cream. When I'm in a bad mood, I'll just lie on the bed motionless and treat you like air with a cold face. There are always more bad times, so Wei Wei and I Since she was a child, Xi hoped that her mother would be in a better mood." Wei Ran sat down on the chair and rubbed the dry eyes with the heel of his palm, "When I know that she is not unhappy, but sick, I will never be happy again, it is already a very later thing.”

"Before that, we were like family and like enemies."

"She always said some inexplicable things, always talked about death, and often asked me, what does it feel like to die?" Wei Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, "How do I know? I was only ten years old at the time, and I knew nothing."

"Besides, I haven't died before, so I can't answer."

"She screamed and cried when she couldn't answer, and scolded me for being so stupid. She told me that death is liberation."

"And then she finally died. It was a relief indeed."

Fu Yiheng could vaguely guess that Wei Ran's mother should be suffering from a mental illness similar to severe depression.He couldn't imagine how the two half-old children grew up when the only guardian around him got this disease. No wonder the brothers and sisters thought that their mother didn't love them.

It's not that mother doesn't love them, but she has more than enough energy, because she doesn't even love herself.

The heart seemed to be squeezed by a big hand, sore and painful.Fu Yiheng approached Wei Ran, put one arm on his shoulder, and put one hand behind his ear, pressing him into his arms, and picked up Wei Ran's scalp one by one.

Wei Ran's cheek was pressed against Fu Yiheng's stomach, through the apron and the shirt under the apron, he could feel Fu Yiheng's warm body temperature.

"You forgot the fairness we agreed on again." He turned his face away and rubbed his face, exhausting all his perseverance before he struggled to lean back and distance himself.

Is now the time to say this?

"Stop making trouble." Fu Yiheng wanted to reach out to grab the person back again, but the other party dodged flexibly.After being stunned, Teacher Fu's expression became a little stiff, and he pretended to be angry and said, "Wei Ran, you give me enough time."

"Okay, then I'll tell you when you can stop." Wei Ran put away the half-covered wound, hid it, then raised his eyebrows arrogantly, the long-dormant wildness appeared in his brown eyes, he stood up, Eye level with Fu Yiheng, so that Fu Yiheng can clearly see the desire in his eyes, "Next time you play hooligans on me, this seesaw will be over. Because I will regard similar behavior as your acquiescence."

Fu Yiheng rolled his Adam's apple, and Wei Ran tilted his head to his ear, filling in the first half of the sentence.

"—Acquiesce that I can fuck/you."

These words are too lewd, too crude, obscene and direct.

Teacher Fu is a civilized person, his ears turned red immediately, his eyes were wide open and he couldn't speak.

At this time, Liu Yingchao on the sofa fell asleep, turned over while snoring, fell to the ground with a slap, hit her already injured chin, and let out a miserable howl.

There was a lot of movement, and the two of them averted their entangled eyes.

Looking at the time, it's getting late, it's time to go.Considering that it is difficult for a single man and a widow to live together in the same room, they carried the confused Liu Yingchao out of Wei Xi's house and stuffed them into the back seat of the car, planning to bury him on the spot in the wilderness.

Liu Yingchao might have sensed the danger in her sleep, so she suddenly cheated on the corpse, sat up and made a phone call.After a while, his family's exclusive driver and housekeeper rushed to the car and drove the Volvo directly to a hotel chain owned by the Liu family.

Both Wei Ran and Fu Yiheng drank alcohol and were unable to drive. They were planning to call another valet driver. The poker-faced butler swiped his black card and opened a luxurious presidential suite for the two of them.

"Hey, Dad Liu's business seems to be getting bigger and bigger in the past two years." Fu Yiheng raised his head to admire the huge crystal chandelier in the hotel that was as bright as a starry sky, and said with emotion.

Wei Ran took the room card and rubbed his chin: "I suddenly felt that Liu Yingchao might be a good choice for my sister-in-law."

"Yeah." Fu Yiheng seconded, "People are stupid, they have a lot of money, and they are dedicated. Where can I find them?"

"Well, it still depends on mutual consent. I'm not a feudal patriarch, and I can't arrange marriages now." Wei Ran sighed wryly, "Don't say it, now I seem to understand the mentality of those old fathers who spend all their time helping their daughters. , I want to do the same."

"Don't worry about fate, there is no rush."

You can't live without it.

The two old fathers took the elevator up to the top floor and swiped their cards to enter the suite.

The suite is equipped with a living room and two bedrooms. Fu Yiheng entered one of the bedrooms, closed the door and took a shower.

Wei Ran, who was left behind, wanted to follow in, but suddenly bumped his nose, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck embarrassingly, and stood by the door until he heard the sound of rushing water, completely hopeless, and then turned his heels, into another bedroom.

It was late at night, the moon was shining brightly, and the flowers on the coffee table were like fire.

When a couple in love enters this kind of place, they not only sleep in separate beds but also in separate rooms, and they can't even see each other!Wei Qi was so stuffy that he had nowhere to vent his evil fire, so he had to sit by the window and drink tea to hangover.

The more you drink the wine, the more restless you become, and the more you drink the tea, the more sober you become.

Combine the two.

Sober and restless.

"..." Wei Ran cursed with a wry smile, and decided to take a cold bath to reduce the fire physically, no matter how bad it was, he would listen to Teacher Fu's advice and use his left hand to find a new feeling.

Just as he untied his belt and went to the bathroom, someone knocked on the door.

Twice.

There were only two living people in the suite, who else could there be?

I don't want to go to you, but you still take the initiative to deliver it to your door, showing you whether to eat it or not, it's so disgusting, this person is too bad.

"Fu Yiheng, don't use such nonsense. Believe it or not, I really put you..." Wei Ran opened the door dissatisfied, before finishing a sentence, he was almost startled by the appearance of the visitor, his tongue flickered, and his eyebrows curled into hills Qiu, "What tricks are you playing?"

With wet hair, Fu Yiheng was wearing a bathrobe, leaning against the door frame, holding an open bottle of red wine in one hand and a goblet in the other.There was half a glass of red wine in the glass, he raised the goblet like an indestructible spear/spear, and stabbed at Wei Ran rashly: "Sir, are you alone?"