"Dad------" was stunned in place, and his heart was hot. Sometimes, not to blame is more like blame than to blame. The old man stretched out his hand to stop an empty taxi, and without looking back at his son, the tail lights merged into the traffic and gradually disappeared from the sight of the passing years.

Liu Nian also stopped a car and called Chen Qiao.

"Chen Qiao, I'm back. He said, "Where is Chen Mofei?" ”

Chen Mofei was opposite Chen Qiao, nibbling on a pig's trotter, his hands and mouth full of oil. She has regained her good appetite and good complexion in the past two days, her waist is thick again, or her belly is thicker, and she is becoming more and more unkempt.

Once Chen Qiao made a joke of her, saying that you look like this, will you still want you when you come back in the past year?

Chen Mofei is not afraid, even if she is not fat, she may not want her in the passing years. He had so much to face. For example, the parents at home, the death of Kang Ruoran's mother, Kang Ruoran's present, in the world, all of this, people will feel more or less related to him, how can he pay it back?

Leaving her is one way.

Chen Mofei is not averse to this way, two people, or even three people to pay back, if people are happy.

Chen Qiao was not impressed by her arguments. Everyone is an adult, everyone should pay for what they do, everything Kang Ruoran did was voluntary, as for her mother, I also admit that she was a kind and kind old lady, despite this, her death You and Liu Nian have no blood on their hands, it has nothing to do with you, she died for her daughter.

Rumors kill.

Chen Mofei reminded Chen Qiao.

Foolish people kill cowardly and equally stupid people. But it will not kill the true warriors and wise men.

I think you're a wise man.

Chen Qiao commented on Chen Mofei, but this was out of sincerity. If you have to say that Chen Mofei is different from some girls now, her so-called wisdom can be regarded as adding a lot to her. Chen Mofei's transparency of the world, her grasp of human nature, and her perspective on people and things are indeed different from others sometimes.

This should be one of the reasons why he likes her. The so-called good-looking skins are the same, and the interesting souls are one in a hundred. Chen Qiao felt regretful every time he encountered this sentence, and he often couldn't help but think to himself: Don't talk about girls, boys are also counted, don't talk about interesting souls, there are very few people who can have souls.

Chen Mofei asked Chen Qiao, saying that I am an interesting soul in your eyes?

"Of course. Chen Qiao replied.

"Passing years. Chen Qiao handed over the phone, "He's back and coming to my house." ”

"Passing years?" Chen Mofei put down the pig's trotters and took off the disposable gloves. I grabbed the phone and put it to my ear, "Hey, hey, hey?"

But there was no sound on the other side, and she saw Chen Qiao snickering.

"Chen Qiao, what's the joke is not good?!" She is really angry, passing years, passing years, how long has it been since she has seen her? has it been half a year? No, it is almost the same, what has he been through over there? He must have been tortured by his soul.

The table full of dishes suddenly lost its appeal to her.

"Really. He just called me and said that. Chen Qiao picked up a shrimp and put it in his bowl. "I was kidding you about one thing, we hung up the phone, and I told him you were with me. He's back. ”

It doesn't seem like a joke, but Chen Mofei is still skeptical.

"Still don't believe me?" Chen Qiao was serious, "I'll come over in a while, and I'll be there to speak." Can I joke with you about this?" Chen Qiao glanced at Chen Mofei's belly, "If you have another fetal gas, I can't afford to pay for one of your children." After speaking, he immediately changed his words, "But you Chen Mofei really want me to compensate, and I can afford to pay it, I'm afraid you don't want to." ”

Chen Mofei knew what he was talking about, his face flushed, and he was about to hit him, but Chen Qiao didn't hide, sometimes let her hit twice, and it could be regarded as being able to have physical contact with Chen Mofei openly.

He's laughing at himself a lot less often lately than before, maybe he's used to it. Fortunately, he is not excluded.

The doorbell literally rang. Chen Qiao saw that Chen Mofei's face changed. He didn't feel good in his heart, so he turned around and went to open the door for Liu Nian, and when the door opened, Liu Nian could see a smiling face that had been reunited after a long absence, Chen Qiao's smiling face.

It's really a passing year!

When he entered the door, they had spoken on the video before, but when he saw the real person and saw that his former good buddies were haggard to this point, he was still shocked.

The two reached out and held each other, pulled each other towards themselves, and then came a big hug. Liu Nian's eyes searched inward, and soon found Chen Mofei.

One of them has lost weight and the other has gained weight.

Liu Nian changed his shoes and entered the house, standing at the door, not moving, Chen Mofei stood at the edge of the living room, waiting to greet her husband. The second she saw Liu Nian, she suddenly didn't want to go up to see him. If for so many years, I didn't wait for him stubbornly, if I let go early, maybe the man would not be where he is today.

Chen Mofei used to think that time would eventually live up to her infatuation, but now she understands that time will never live up to anyone, but some results are better than living up. There are some results that mortals can't afford.

"I went out to buy a pack of cigarettes. Chen Qiao said. He changed his shoes, took the phone, and went downstairs.

It was his home, no, he didn't have one. He didn't take the elevator, he took the stairs, and walked down the stairs one by one, until he reached the last step, and Chen Qiao asked where he could go.

He pushed open the door of the unit and walked into the community, where it was time to eat after dinner, and someone greeted him, as well as the neighbor's children, and told him that Uncle Chen was good.

Good.

He replied.

What a fart.

He said in his heart.

Sometimes the truth can only be told to oneself in one's heart.

He entertained a few people, wanted to find a clean place to sit for a while, smoke a cigarette, but saw that there were people everywhere, there were old people, middle-aged people, men and women, and more children.

He Chen Qiao wanted to go home, but he was occupied by the dove and couldn't go back at all.

He looked up at his own floor, and began to blame himself for why he had so much to do, and why he had drawn the curtains so early, or he could have run to the stairwell of the opposite building to take a look, and maybe he would have seen something. But now, he could only look at the tower and sigh.

Cigarettes became a good thing at this time, but after not smoking a few cigarettes, Chen Qiao found that the cigarette case was empty. Like his heart at this time. He remembered that countless women called him "heartless" before this, he thought that he would not have a heart and liver in his life, it turned out that he was not heartless, but there was no woman who could make him grow a heart and liver at that time.

The wind at night was no different from the wind during the day, it made him feel tight, the wind passed through the girl's skirt, the children's eyes, and his hair, and the leaves swayed in the wind, like countless dancing girls, he swallowed the last bite of nicotine and decided to walk to the small supermarket at the entrance of the community to buy a pack.

The air was boring, but he had no choice. I walked forward, but the picture kept flashing frame by frame in my mind. Liu Nian and Chen Mofei, they separated when they were newly married, and now they are considered Xiao Biesheng to be newly married, he imagined the surprise in the eyes of the two people, oh no, Chen Qiao suddenly remembered that Liu Nian must have rushed back to take care of the funeral of the old lady of the Kang family, he originally wanted to go, but he thought that he was not necessarily welcomed, so he gave up.

He also wanted to go to the door to talk to the helmsman of the Kang family, talk about Chen Mofei, and then talk about the child in Chen Mofei's belly, he wanted to persuade the old man to let go, and meet with a smile and a grudge. Chen Qiao felt that this was the only thing he could do for Chen Mofei, but he felt that the timing was not quite right, so he didn't make a move.

He had already thought of everything he could think of for her, but many times he vaguely felt flustered, especially seeing Chen Mofei's belly as big as a day, and he didn't know why, he always felt that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and he always felt that danger was approaching Chen Mofei step by step.

Maybe he's really thinking too much, especially now that the passing year has returned.

The flow of the year will take care of everything.

Fleeting time.

Chen Qiao silently recited the name, he raised his head, there was still a lot of traffic outside, the neon lights of the city continued from here to there, there was no end in sight, was it the lights that could not be seen, or was the city originally endless? He laughed at himself for being a little literary and a little sad. It's not like a man. Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, he doesn't like himself like this.

In the past, Chen Qiao was even a little narcissistic, but now, many times he is even inferior. He can still remember the first time he met Chen Mofei.

"This is Chen Qiao. "Introducing the Passing Year.

However, before that, he saw Chen Mofei, Chen Mofei sat down with a big grin, and said, "Old lady, ......"

Everything seems like it happened yesterday. At that time, there was still Kang Ruoran in the passing year, Chen Mofei was floating alone in this city, he thought about protecting her, and from then on he was with her, and he thought about this problem seriously, until he realized that there was a problem between the two of them.

Is it the order of appearance, or is it really not good enough?

Chen Qiao was a little frustrated.

The night wind is low, like a maiden whimpering. He walked slowly into the supermarket, chose a bottle of drink, a pack of cigarettes, paid for it, and stood in front of the supermarket, realizing that he had nowhere to go. He wondered where the former Chen Qiao had gone, the former Chen Qiao, who had endless entertainment at night, had not returned home before twelve o'clock, and woke up early the next morning, with different women lying in the crook of his arm forever, short haired, long haired, curly, uncurled, big-eyed, small-eyed, yellow-haired, and blonde-haired......

He held out his hand, and there was a taxi parked next to him.

So fast!

As if it was for him, but I have my own car. Besides, these two people can't find me after talking.

"Sorry buddy, I need to go back and get something, I'm not leaving. Sorry buddy. ”

The driver glanced at him, started the car without a word, and the car slid into the city night scene, how many lonely souls had to be pulled down in order to support the loneliness of the city.