From the Temple of Heaven to Beihai, from the Forbidden City to Tiananmen Square, from Nanluoguxiang to Xidan Wangfujing, from the Olympic Park to the Badaling Great Wall, Yin Kunpeng and Huang Shunying are like newlyweds on their honeymoon trip, and they have a lot of love all the way. In Wangfujing Commercial Street, Yin Gongzi still did not change his previous pride, and bought a lot of jewelry for Shunzi, Shunzi couldn't stop it, I really didn't want Yin Gongzi's family to really think that he was a gold worshipper, and Shunzi finally transferred all the money spent during Yin Gongzi's travel to his account through mobile banking, and the real money made Shunzi feel distressed for a while. About to go back to Shanghai, Shunzi reminded Yin Gongzi not to forget to bring some souvenirs back to his family, such as pastries from Daoxiang Village, sauce meat from Yueshengzhai, roast duck from Quanjude, brush from Dai Yuexuan, ink from Yide Pavilion and so on.

On the last day, Shunzi and Yin Gongzi bought gifts for their grandmother near Xidan, and when the two were arguing over whether to buy Tang clothes or bracelets, Yin Gongzi suddenly answered a phone call, and Shunzi thought it was a call from her grandmother to ask when Yin Gongzi would return to Shanghai tomorrow, but she didn't think that Yin Gongzi hung up the phone and looked at Shunzi with a solemn face.

"Junko, it looks like we're going to postpone our return to Shanghai by a day. ”

"Why? Haven't we already bought our plane tickets?"

"My mom and her new husband are coming from the U.S. tomorrow, and I don't know who gave her my phone number, she just called me. She used to fly in from the United States to see me when I was in Canada, and now we haven't been in touch for a year since I got back home, and she said she misses me and asked me to have dinner with her tomorrow anyway, and I want to introduce you to her tomorrow. ”

"Okay, then let's pick her up at the airport tomorrow, and then have a meal together!

"Okay, I'll go eat Donglai Shun, then I'll change the ticket later!"

Looking at the appearance that Junzi didn't mind, Yin Kunpeng let out a long breath!

"It doesn't matter if you want to see her tomorrow, you just wait for me at the hotel, and I'll be back soon." ”

"Why don't I want to see her, she is your mother, she is one of the few people in the world who truly loves you, and she will be my mother in the future, why don't I want to see her!"

"Good, baby, come here, let me kiss it, how can I have such an understanding wife!"

"Go away, my face has been kissed by you, you see how much weight I have gained in the past ten days, except for playing and eating! The first thing I did when I returned to Shanghai was to lose weight!"

"It's okay, I just hope you get fatter, preferably uglier, lest someone always stare at you! By the way, do you say I need to print a pick-up card? Write my mother's name, Huang Lihua, so they can find us in the crowd!"

"Yes, you can go to any printing agency to print one, and when the time comes, you can hold it in your hand and promise to see it! Wait a minute, what do you say your mother's name is?"

"Huang Lihua! has the same surname as you, Caotou Huang, beautiful Li, Chinese Hua!"

As soon as Junko heard this name, she suddenly felt that all the voices around her seemed to be still, impossible, there are more people with the same name and surname in this world, it can't be the same person, and there was a blackness in front of him, and the wedding invitation pressed at the bottom of the biscuit box appeared in Junko's mind,

Presented to Zeng Lanying's mother, Mrs. Taiqi, I hereby arrange a wedding banquet for Mr. Wan Haoran and Ms. Huang Lihua on May 1, 1990 on the seventh day of the fourth lunar month of the Gregorian calendar

"And what's your dad's name?"

"Yin Haoran, the vast vast, naturally, what's wrong? You saw him at grandma's birthday banquet last time. ”

Impossible, impossible, Yin Kunpeng can't be Huang Lihua's son, Shunzi's thoughts suddenly returned to the spring when he first arrived in Shanghai eleven years ago, how he went crazy looking for that familiar name, Huang Lihua, the woman who may be his mother, the huge Shanghai, the sea of people, Shunzi is so helpless, because there is no specific home address, with a hotel address on the invitation more than ten years ago, how easy it is to say, Shunzi searched for the neighbors of the nearby neighborhood committee police station, but there was no such person! Shunzi rented a house near Xinguang Road in Putuo District and found a job, hoping to meet a woman named Huang Lihua near the only clue he knew! After so many years, this woman's name disappeared into Shunzi's life and memory like a stone, and Shunzi had already calmed down the heart of struggling to find his mother, and had long been accustomed to a person's life, but why did this person's name suddenly pop out of Yin Kunpeng's mouth, what a joke life has made for himself!

Yin Kunpeng then said something to himself, Shunzi didn't listen to a word, followed Yin Gongzi to buy something to eat and go back to the hotel like a lost soul, didn't say a word, Yin Gongzi thought that Shunzi was tired, let Shunzi go to bed early, Shunzi turned his back to Yin Gongzi and unconsciously flowed to the pillow drop by drop, how is this good, the person next to the pillow became his own brother overnight, then what a perverse incest behavior he would have with him in the past six months, when he thought of this Shunzi felt uncomfortable in his stomach, Shunzi only felt a tightness under his chest, and a hot current surged into his mouth with his esophagus, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, Junko rushed to the bathroom and vomited wildly,

"What's the matter, you have a bad stomach! You didn't eat anything in the afternoon?" Yin Gongzi followed to the bathroom with a worried face, gently comforted Shunzi's back with his hand, and handed her a cup of hot water!

"It's nothing, I've been outside for a long time in the afternoon, maybe my stomach is cold, you know my stomach has been bad!"

Junko drank the saliva and didn't want to vomit more,

"Junko, are you pregnant, it seems that a woman has to vomit when she is pregnant, right?"

"Impossible, isn't there a measure every time?" If it was yesterday when I heard this, Junko might have been in a different mood, but today I heard this Junko felt particularly harsh, pregnant, child, and half-brother, this is really a big joke! God, don't you joke with me like this, this will kill people! Junzi secretly calculated the days in her heart, the eldest aunt seemed to have postponed it for some days, and she wanted to die, and Junzi sweated and felt dizzy again.

At night, Yin Gongzi hugged Shunzi and stroked Shunzi's arm little by little, but Shunzi can't have a response today anyway, incest, these two words that make people want to vomit are dangling in front of her all the time, Junzi's psychological defense line has completely collapsed, she is crying like rain under Yin Gongzi, if Yin Kunpeng knows that this relationship is no less hit than himself, how can he end this relationship without hurting him, Shunzi's heart is like a knife,

"What's the matter, I'm really afraid of getting pregnant, isn't it better to be pregnant? If it's a child born to a son, it is estimated that grandma will go crazy!"

"No, I'm really not feeling well today, tomorrow you go to the airport alone to pick up your mother, I'll wait for you at the hotel!"

"Okay, rest well, when you get back to Shanghai, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up, prescribe some tonic medicine to eat, it's okay, you're okay in the morning, maybe you really have a cold!"

Yin Gongzi still slept in the posture of holding Shunzi for one night, but Shunzi didn't close his eyes all night, how to think of a foolproof way to make Yin Gongzi break off this relationship with himself, although tomorrow I would like to see the mother who abandoned him, but if he really recognized him, what kind of blow would Yin Gongzi suffer? Maybe he will not be able to pout, he is a rich and noble son who is loved by thousands of people, how can he accept such a blow! He must not bring a stain to his splendid future, how is it good, how is it good! Thirty-six plans to go to the top! Go to a place where Yin Gongzi can no longer find himself! He can survive anywhere like a weed, looking at Yin Gongzi in front of him bathed in the moonlight projected from the window, the angular face, the broad forehead, the high nose bridge, the resolute chin, the ruddy thin lips, Junzi couldn't help but kiss lightly, farewell, my love! Thank you for the joy and happiness brought to me by a cool light rain on a summer night, and I am like the lonely sycamore waiting for your light kiss and baptism, although the time is short, but it is enough to nourish me through the dryness and exhaustion of any life.

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