The tenth year of actor Xie He

Chapter 22 22

It was already 03:30 in the morning when we came out of the airport in City C where Xie Lingyun was located. Wen Zhiyuan slept for a while on the plane and was not feeling sleepy at the moment. He was sitting in the back of the car, looking at the sporadic car taillights on the elevated road , My heart is peaceful, like a beach after the tide fades.

A strange city, a strange road, a strange taxi driver, but he knows where he is going and who he will meet, and because he has a destination, he will not be helpless, let alone be afraid.

It was five o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the hotel, even though Wen Zhiyuan didn't want to disturb Xie Lingyun's rest, he still had to call to wake him up.

Xie Lingyun slept in a daze, and even forgot to close the door when he went downstairs. In the hall, he wanted to give Wen Zhiyuan a hug. When he approached, Wen Zhiyuan pointed to the front desk, and he glanced in the direction of Wen Zhiyuan's finger. After taking a look, he withdrew his hand: "It's all fine, why did you come here again?"

He muttered in a low voice, and Wen Zhiyuan knew that it was because he was distressed that he was too tired to fly back and forth.

After walking into the elevator, Xie Lingyun raised his hand to the overhead camera and made a gesture of hitting/shooting, then retreated to the corner, looking at Wen Zhiyuan with a depressed face.

It was so cute, Wen Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing.

On Grandpa's birthday that day, during the video, Xie Lingyun joked that Wen Zhiyuan hacked a number, but now it seems that there is more than one number.

"Don't you have sunscreen at home? You should put on some at least."

"dislike me?"

"Just pretend that I despise you." Xie Lingyun was not so clear-headed at the moment, and spoke in a very soft tone. Although he was still eloquent, he was not as open-mouthed as usual.

The elevator finally arrived, and the two walked quickly through the corridor. After closing the door, Wen Zhiyuan pushed him behind the door, kissed him and asked, "Do you still dislike me?"

Xie Lingyun wanted to say that he was not, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Wen Zhiyuan took the opportunity to drive straight in, and all his words were blocked back. He still had a lot to ask Wen Zhiyuan, but Wen Zhiyuan clamped his arm with all his strength , he couldn't break free at all, so he tried to shut his mouth, so that Wen Zhiyuan would back off, and let him go. Sure enough, Wen Zhiyuan let go of him after he clenched his teeth, and Xie Lingyun was about to push him away. His hand pinched his chin again, "Hey, let me kiss for a while first."

Xie Lingyun couldn't stand Wen Zhiyuan calling him that, so he was so obedient, he even took the initiative to put his arms around Wen Zhiyuan's waist.

The two walked into the room kissing each other, and when they got to the bed, Wen Zhiyuan tripped over Xie Lingyun's suitcase thrown on the ground, and fell into the quilt with his arms around him.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Zhiyuan finally let go of him.

"You came here because of the hot search?"

Wen Zhiyuan lay side by side with him, slightly turned his face to look at him: "Well, my mother asked someone to put it on."

"Ah?" Xie Lingyun had an incredulous expression on his face: "Auntie really has great powers, so I can find videos from so long ago."

"I told her, but there is no guarantee that she will stop." Wen Zhiyuan touched Xie Lingyun's face.

"It doesn't matter. Black and red are also red. I don't mind if my auntie sends me a few more hot searches." Xie Lingyun was still a little short of oxygen in his head, and he was still giggling when he spoke.

Wen Zhiyuan was a little speechless, pinched his chin: "Do you have a brain?"

Xie Lingyun didn't hide, let him pinch, and smiled at him: "When I see you, I'm gone. I haven't seen you for so many days. I really miss you." He moved closer and put his arms around Wen Zhiyuan's neck, The tip of his nose rubbed against Wen Zhiyuan's, and he hummed a little embarrassedly: "I thought about it."

"Are you still going to work during the day?" Wen Zhiyuan pushed his face away a little, looked at him with piercing eyes, and poured cold water on his head mercilessly.

Xie Lingyun wailed, and punched Wen Zhiyuan's chest with a fist: "Are you a fucking man or not? You've been that way just now, and you want to hold back?"

Wen Zhiyuan deliberately pretended to be in pain, took a deep breath, and covered his chest.

Xie Lingyun chuckled: "Are you so delicate now?" After finishing speaking, he sighed, and then said: "It's okay, if you die, you still have me, I'll just do it once for love."

Wen Zhiyuan squeezed his shoulders, and his tone was no longer gentle: "I don't think you have no brains, but your brains are used to hold yellow waste." He sat up with his arms propped up, pulled the quilt to thank you Ling Yun closed the cover, got up and went to the bathroom.

Xie Lingyun immediately lifted the quilt and sat up: "You want to solve it yourself?"

Wen Zhiyuan threw the phone into his arms, went to the bathroom while undressing, and ignored him.

The phone happened to hit Xie Lingyun's raised knee, and he grinned in pain: "Wen Zhiyuan, are you fucking dead now? Go to the doctor if you can't."

Wen Zhiyuan was finally annoyed by him, scolded Xie Lingyun in his heart as an idiot, walked over and picked him up from the bed: "Don't fucking sleep, let's wash together."

Because he only took one day off, Wen Zhiyuan left the hotel at noon, caught the afternoon flight, and arrived in City A in the evening. After leaving the airport, he didn't return to the construction site, so he took a taxi to Chengyuan.

When Wen Zhiyuan arrived home, his parents were sitting and eating dinner. Sister Zhao saw him and said with a smile, "Zhiyuan is back. There is fresh cod at home. I'll cook two more dishes."

"It's work."

After Sister Zhao walked away, Wen Zhiyuan opened the chair and sat down next to his father, picked up the bowl and scooped a bowl of soup for himself.

Wen Huaien glanced at his son, and asked with some doubts: "Why haven't I seen you for a few days, and it's so sun-dried."

"I'm staying at the construction site for the past few days." Wen Zhiyuan said nonchalantly.

Sun Junya took a look when her son came over, and she had already lowered her eyelids, gently stirring the porridge in the bowl.

"Is your stomach okay recently?" Wen Huai'en raised his hand to touch the back of his son's head and asked with a warm smile.

"I felt unwell a few days ago, and I've recovered after a few days of infusion." Wen Zhiyuan smiled, lowered his head and drank the soup. He always liked the scallop and winter melon soup cooked by Sister Zhao, and it was very suitable for summer.

"Why did you go for the infusion? I remember you had a stomachache last time. Didn't the traditional Chinese medicine work well?"

"This time, Su Kuang also introduced a Chinese medicine doctor. I went to see it, but the prescribed medicine went rancid before drinking two packs. I can only go there again when I have time."

If his father hadn't asked about it, Wen Zhiyuan actually didn't want to mention his stomach problem, he didn't want to show weakness in front of his mother.

"If you can't, just move back in," Sun Junya said suddenly, "Even if the house is... three meals a day are still on time, you don't know how to cook, how can you... eat takeout every day!"

Wen Zhiyuan let go of the spoon in his hand and sat back in his chair.

The fucking words made him want to be angry, but the way she spoke hesitantly made him want to laugh.

His parents got together through a commercial marriage. The two of them couldn't say they were in love with each other, but they were more harmonious than many commercial marriages. At least they didn't play their own way outside.He knew that it was only because of his father's gentleness and tolerance. When they were young, they often quarreled because of disagreements. It was not until these years that his mother's attitude towards his father improved a little. Due to poor management, one company delisted, several closed down, and the rest are struggling to maintain, but their Wen family is thriving, and their business is getting bigger and bigger.

In a family, if the parents often quarrel, it is easy for the child to stand on the side of the weaker side. It was only after Wen Zhiyuan grew up that he found out the reason why he couldn't get close to his mother. For a long time, in his psychology, He was always on Dad's side.

Sun Junya only took a look at the expression on her son's face, and felt offended, her face darkened.

Sister Zhao cooked very quickly, and it didn't take long for the fried cod and steamed grouper to be delivered.

Wen Huaien smiled and motioned for her to put the food in front of Wen Zhiyuan. Sister Zhao put down the food and served Wen Zhiyuan another bowl of porridge.

Wen Zhiyuan took the porridge, picked a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

Sister Zhao asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"

Wen Zhiyuan nodded with a smile: "Your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Sister Zhao showed a gratified smile on her face: "It all depends on the freshness of the fish." After saying that, she left the restaurant and went back to the kitchen.

Wen Huaien had already eaten, pushed away the bowl and chopsticks, looked at his son and said, "Have you finished the acceptance of that project?"

When Wen Zhiyuan left the company, the acceptance inspection had come to an end. He really didn't know what was going on now, so he said vaguely, "It's almost there."

Wen Huaien said: "You have been honing there for three years, there is no need to continue. It just so happened that Vice President Guo at the head office handed in his resignation report a few days ago. I want you to take over his position. You go over there Afterwards, the challenges will not be smaller than the ones you faced before, and you think about it."

Wen Huaien seldom interferes with Wen Zhiyuan's choice, and has always been open to his life.Although he has a tiger mother, he also has a loving father, so whenever Wen Huaien asks him, he will try his best to fulfill it. What's more, now that Wen Huaien is in poor health, he is even less willing to disobey him.

But under the current circumstances, Wen Zhiyuan is not very good at agreeing to his father, after taking a sip of porridge, he said silently: "Let me think about it."

Wen Huaien stood up with the armrest of the chair: "Eat slowly, I'll go for a walk."

"Well, slow down."

It wasn't until Wen Huaien's figure disappeared outside the door that he looked away, took another piece of fish, and before it could be delivered to his mouth, Sun Junya, who was sitting diagonally opposite him, suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Your dad just said that you should think about it carefully." For a moment, if you go out to work for others, those who don’t know will think that our Wen’s is going to collapse.”

We Wen's, Wen Zhiyuan's eyes flickered for a moment, when he just graduated from undergraduate, his mother still said that he would call us Sun's.

"If you are willing to come back, we can talk about the two of you again." Seeing that he was silent, Sun Junya said again.

Wen Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing. He put down his chopsticks, tilted his head and looked at his mother: "Talk? How?"

"That depends on what you want to talk about?" Sun Junya raised her hand and brushed her hair.

"There is no room for discussion on this matter," Wen Zhiyuan pushed the bowl away: "You'd better stop making any small moves against him. To be honest, it's really low for you to do that."

Sun Junya was furious: "Why are you talking to your mother?"

"It is precisely because you are my mother that I say this, otherwise I will directly sue you for defamation." Wen Zhiyuan propped his palm on the table and stood up: "I'm going out to see my father."

"You!" Sun Junya turned pale with anger, staring at her son's back.

After walking out of the courtyard, Wen Zhiyuan took out a cigarette from his pocket. He let out a long breath, stood under the shadow of a tree and took out one. When he lit it, he remembered that the lighter had been left at the airport in City C before boarding the plane. In desperation, he had no choice but to put the cigarette back into the cigarette case again.

It's also uncomfortable for him to confront his mother like this, but his attitude is not tough and he can't do it. It's really that mother and wife can't have both.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, and he took it out to see that it was a message from Xie Lingyun.

【have you eaten?doing what? 】

[Talk to my mother for a while. 】

【ah?What does auntie say? 】

Wen Zhiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a wry smile, tapping the screen with his fingers quickly.

【She said we can still talk about things. 】

[Oh, how to talk?Give me a blank check?You can fill in as much as you want, fill it up and leave my son with the money? 】

Wen Zhiyuan laughed unconsciously, and scolded him——

[Stupid. 】

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