Laughing astray

Cong Xiaoyi immediately swallowed the phrase "my dad is too" that he wanted to say, not because he felt that this matter could not be said, but because the title, which he had hidden for so many years, was unexpectedly As if to say 'that's a noodle' as if wanting to say it.

The atmosphere at the dinner table did not become heavy because of Yang Yi's words. Ma Xuanyu seemed to know about it, and put some food on Yang Yi's plate. Wang Bin poured some vinegar into the small plate in front of him, "If you want me to say so What's the worry, just be together, why bother so much."

"What I'm worried about is not our problem, but my mother." Yang Yi took out a cigarette and lit one, "It's just me and my mother these years. Anyway, she knows what his son is like, so I'm afraid she thinks it will Not used to it."

"Okay." Cong Xiao patted the table, "Don't talk about it when you come out to eat, it's useless, what's the plan later?"

"Sing!" Wang Bin said.

"Can you think of anything else besides this?" Ma Xuanyu said with a smile, "Every time I sing, you sing the worst!"

Several people chattered, Yan Zihan filled the glass with wine and put it in front of Cong Xiaoyi, "Drink it, I'll drive later."

"Okay." Cong Xiao nodded.

It took a lot of time to have a meal, don't look at a few big men, it seems like a drama with three women, chatting all over the world.

The next plan that was originally agreed was canceled when several people were about to get drunk. Ma Xuanyu called him at home to ask him to go back, and Wang Bin even added a lot of beer to him so that he would not lie in the restaurant. boiled water.

"Let's take a taxi." Ma Xuanyu supported Yang Yi, "I'll take him back first."

"Okay!" Cong Xiao waved his hand, "Wang Bin for a while, Yan Zihan and I will leave first."

"Ah." Ma Xuanyu nodded, "Be careful, both of you, the drunk driving inspection is now very strict."

"I didn't drink." Yan Zihan supported Cong Xiaoyi's waist and nodded.

The car was a bit hot, Cong Xiaoyi turned on the air conditioner and unbuttoned his neckline, and then hiccupped, Yan Zihan reached out to help Cong Xiaoyi straighten his hair, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Cong Xiaoyi wasn't actually drunk, but his hair seemed to still have the warmth from Yan Zihan's hand, and the coquettish factor in his heart seemed to be fermented by wine, and it swelled up suddenly, and he used a look that he couldn't imagine in the next second He opened his arms to Yan Zihan, pursed his lips and muttered, "I want a hug!"

Who is Yan Zihan, the old driver who was out of the waves, unexpectedly didn't react much, and hugged Cong Xiaoyi very hard, smelling the faint smell of alcohol on his body, "Go to sleep first."

"Yeah." Cong Xiao buried his head in the socket of Yan Zihan's shoulder, rubbing it back and forth, "This is a good time to have a shot."

In fact, the older driver than Yan Zihan is Cong Xiaoyi, the truck driver, who is now showing his inner sullenness to the fullest.

Yan Zihan lowered his head and kissed Cong Xiaoyi's cheek, "Then go home first."

"Ah." Cong smiled and nodded.

I don't know if it's because of Cong Xiaoyi's words, or Yan Zihan's eagerness to go home. Anyway, Cong Xiaoyi felt that the speed was much faster on the road, and he turned around and passed a traffic light to arrive. Cong Xiaoyi turned his head and looked out the window. His eyes were dazed until the phone in his pocket started to vibrate.

The caller ID is Song Haozhe.

So this time, you skipped Yan Zihan and came to find someone in person?

The caller was Song Haozhe's caller ID, and it was indeed Lin Sihang who spoke, "Smile."

"Ah." Cong Xiao nodded, only to realize that Lin Sihang was not there except Yan Zihan on the phone.

"Didn't Song Haozhe call Yan Zihan last time?" Lin Sihang hesitated, "It's still the same thing, let's not beat around the bush, and here we received another message that Bai Jingguo didn't cooperate with drug rehabilitation and wanted to see you. "

"It's none of my business." Cong Xiao said, the car had already turned around and stopped in front of the red light, Yan Zihan heard the sound and turned to look at Cong Xiaoyi, the street lights were quite bright at night, Cong Xiaoyi fell asleep After drinking, his eyes began to blur, and he still felt a kind of hazy feeling, like his heart, "Why should I go!"

On the other side of the phone, Lin Sihang might have thought of Cong Xiaoyi's reaction like this, so he sighed helplessly, "But at least, he is your father."

"My dad?" Cong Xiaoyi lowered his head and chuckled, not knowing who to listen to, "Ask him if he knows who I am? Does he know who Cong Jiyun is?"

"Smile." Lin Sihang called out on the phone.

"Brother Lin." Cong Xiao interrupted what Lin Sihang was going to say next, "Don't force me, I'm just so cowardly, I don't want to see him, why should I, why did you want to see me alive now? When I stabbed my mother with a knife, I didn’t see him thinking that he still had a son. When my brother lost it, I didn’t look at him to find him. He’s been counseling his mother all his life. Yes, I’m not his son. Well, I am also cowardly, like him, what do you want him to do, my mother is lying in the hospital now, what can he help me? Except he keeps looking for trouble for me. Walk around me!" Cong Xiao raised his voice, as if he wanted to vent out all the dissatisfaction in his heart, and he didn't care about Yan Zihan who had stopped the car and stretched out his hand to pull him, and didn't care about Lin Sihang on the phone. In the end, he started yelling at the phone almost like a growl, "Then let him die! Wouldn't it be fine if he died? Quit the fucking drug, can you quit it?"

"Smile!" Yan Zihan wanted to grab the phone.

"Let go!" Cong Xiao stretched out his hand and waved it with a little force, hitting the back of the chair next to him all at once, but besides the numb hand, there was also the numb heart, Cong Xiao took a deep breath In one breath, he said word by word into the phone receiver, "Tell him, don't bother me."

Lin Sihang was silent, thought for a while and then continued, "I have no other intentions, he wrote a letter over there, and I will bring it to you when I have time."

"No need." Cong Xiao relaxed his nerves and leaned back on the chair, "I just want to treat my mother well, and even if she can't be cured, I will send her away. Although she didn't take care of me, at least Didn’t starve me, you know people can’t be greedy? I think this life is like a TV series, what if he told me in a letter that he also had cancer? Tell me some fucking sensational words to persuade me, I’m fucking What should I do if I forgive him?"

Yan Zihan held Cong Xiaoyi's hand and felt that Cong Xiaoyi was trembling all over. The torment in his heart was not as happy as he expressed, but doubled in despair, "Brother Lin, I really don't want to be with him. It matters."

"En." Lin Sihang responded.

"Make an appointment." Cong Xiaoyi shook Yan Zihan's hand and began to exert force, perhaps out of remorse for his compromise, "The first side is also the last."

"it is good."

The author has something to say: I will continue tomorrow, the vacation class is almost over, I am really tired, and I want to ask, the hot little angel is playing King of Glory hahahaha?Thank you for waiting for the text, what a chirp!