When the king returned home that night, he smelled of wine.

Wang Zhou woke up and saw his father sitting in the living room for a while, and then returned to the room for a while.

The next day, Wang Zhou's expression was not very good-looking, Sheng Le didn't sleep well all night, and his anger when he got up until school didn't go away, and he didn't let anyone mess with me or kill you.

In business class, Wang Zhou and Sheng Le sat in the last row of the classroom, one preparing to catch up on sleep, and the other was turning on the computer and crackling something. The old man on the podium had no way to take a classmate who was sleeping and playing games in the class, and the two people in the last row were at least quiet.

"What's there to remember about business notes, I don't listen to classes and all A's. Sheng Le woke up and found that class was over. On Wang Zhou's computer screen, there are neat notes, and the key points are marked in different colors.

"When did your dad come home last night?" asked Wang Zhou bluntly. Looking at Sheng Le's expression, how to say it, it's weird.

"In the middle of the night, I brought a woman back and made trouble all night, and I was annoyed. Sheng Le looked unhappy, listening to his tone, it seemed that it was the norm for Sheng Chenghui to take women home.

Wang Zhou silently labeled Sheng Chenghui's head as a "scumbag" in his heart, and the expression on his face was not very good-looking.

"Hey, your dad and my dad won't have the same leg before," Sheng Le took out the apple and took two bites. Looking at Wang Zhou's expression, this person doesn't care about anything, but every time he sees his father, he has to kill his expression.

remembered that Sheng Chenghui had told him about Wang Zhou before, this person must be a calf protector, and his father, hehehehe, is indeed a scumbag.

“…… Shengle. Wang Zhou asked.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Le ate an apple and ate it wet on his mouth, which was actually very beautiful. He pulled out a math book and looked unhappy.

"This morning, Zhang Lulu and Qian Song apologized. ”

"Oh. ”

"It seems that yesterday worked well. Wang Zhou said.

Sheng Le smiled: "That's it, you are so carefully planned, everyone has to bow down." But ......" Sheng Le threw the apple into the trash can and looked at Wang Zhou with a calm face: "But don't call my dad casually when I wear women's clothes in the future." He nagged all night. ”

"......" Wang Zhou did not speak.

Sheng Le naturally knew that everything was a good thing done by Wang Zhou.

Sheng Chenghui and Wang Gui don't know much about it. I only heard Sheng Chenghui say that the two poor people lived in the basement of the city back then, and they had no money and no opportunities, and everything was very slim. In the fifth year, Sheng Chenghui suddenly had an opportunity to help a local tyrant win a not very decent lawsuit, and then slowly accumulated capital and made a fortune. Wang Gui's words should have gone to other cities to get this crown group later.

Sheng Le also thought about it all night. My father is definitely the invincible first man in the universe, he was obsessed with his mother, and he finally married home and got divorced, and then the aesthetics of straight men will always stay on a horizontal plane, and all kinds of women brought home over the years are a little similar to my mother's temperament.

As for the return of the king......

Sheng Le only knew that the person had never been married, and Wang Zhou was adopted by Wang Gui. At that time, when he was in the countryside, Wang Gui only took care of them and Granny Wang, not like a human being.

No matter how you look at it, I feel that my father is scum into the dust, Wang Zhou and his father are victims of hard work, and then work hard to succeed in their careers.

"Hey, you're not going to kill my dad, are you?" Sheng Le was suddenly a little scared.

If Dad is an old fox, Wang Zhou can definitely compete with Daddy. Especially last year, my father's gallbladder was operated on, and this year it was found that the liver was not very good, and an old man was ready to retire, so I felt a little untouchable.

"No, you just have to immigrate. Wang Zhou still said the same thing.

opened the math book and put it in front of Sheng Le, pointed to a picture that Sheng Le looked at dazzling, and pointed to the blackboard.

For the next few weeks, everything went smoothly at school and at home. Sheng Le felt that he had gained a little weight, because he had to prepare for the language test, Wang Zhou called him every morning and evening to keep an eye on him, and when he arrived at school, he forced him to eat fruit, and his lunch had to be timed and quantitative. Otherwise, "I'm afraid you won't have enough brains." ”

In fact, Sheng Le is quite happy. In addition to the grievances of the previous generation, who doesn't want to be an uncle every day, someone to take care of, and someone cares?

Especially Shengle.

Sheng Le's mother left when he was two years old, and occasionally gave some gifts over the years, and his mother broke out scandals with different men from time to time in the media. When he was six years old, his mother came to see him, but the media reported it all over the world, and he finally became the son of his mother's distant cousin. When I was ten years old, my mother's career suffered a heavy setback, and at that time, my father with advanced cancer chased him in various ways, and it seemed that he almost chased his mother back, but with a phone call, his mother disappeared from their world again.

Sheng Chenghui has not thought about changing her life for so many years. But few of them are eye-catching. It's all fake and ruthless. is the only woman who is not at all like her mother, who is particularly simple and gentle, and Sheng Le likes it very much. But my dad didn't know how to do it, and he lost the woman.

So Sheng Le grew so big, and there were more than a dozen aunts in the family, some were really good to him, some were fake to him, and some were almost hung up because he said in front of his father that the aunt was not good at cooking, and the milk he drank was put in rat poison.

In fact, whenever the teachers or classmates in the school say that they are not very easy to get along with, Sheng Le understands their feelings and understands his own feelings. You will meet different people every day, but you must not put too many feelings in it, who knows when they will disappear, when they will put something special in their milk to send themselves to heaven?

But Sheng Le liked McKe very much.

I always feel that McKe's body has a feeling of never leaving and smiling there forever.

McKee gave him very delicious food, and McKee would care about the acne on his face, and would casually mention a movie before chatting with him when he hadn't seen him for a long time.

It's just a little P child who no one hurts and lacks love.

The feeling for Wang Zhou - it's the same.

Sheng Le didn't even notice what the hell the old man Tomas was drawing crookedly on the blackboard.

I didn't feel very comfortable, so I lay down and prepared to continue sleeping.

When he woke up, he was wearing a coat and a cup of hot cocoa on the table, and the old man didn't know what he was talking about turned into a neat A4 piece of paper, and Sheng Le spent five minutes reading it - understood.

It's a fucking feeling.

Sheng Le smiled wryly at Wang Zhou's notes.

The aunt who gave him rat poison ended up retiring in his house.

Sheng Le never dared to tell his father that the rat poison was put by his aunt, because he knew that adults didn't believe children's words very much, and with his father's character, if he believed it, he would kill this aunt.

He is quite reluctant to give up this aunt, because the aunt is the one who has been with him the longest. Although he has never eaten milk since then.

And what about Wang Zhou?

I feel like it's the kind of existence that will take care of itself, but send a rat poison to heaven at a critical moment.

Headache.

"Here you go. "Wang Zhou is back. Holding a pink envelope in his hand.

Sheng Le rolled his eyes and silently unwrapped it. Silently guess in your heart whether it was a man or a woman who wrote the letter.

As a result, the roll of his eyes rolled even wider when he looked at the line: "Fuck." It's written for you. What are you doing for me!"

Wang Zhou was replying to an email, looking at the screen without turning his head: "I don't know this person." ”

"Nonsense, if you know someone, they will just scream at you in their arms, what kind of love letters. I rub, and there are typos. Sheng Le glanced at it and began to complain.

"Oh. Wang Zhou looked like he didn't care about himself.

Sheng Le has a fire in his belly.

In the originally quiet classroom, everyone played their own games and prepared for the next class of their own to make up for their makeup and sleep. As a result, at the end of the classroom, Sheng Le suddenly "snapped" and covered Wang Zhou's laptop, with a crisp voice and an awkward atmosphere.

The classmates looked at them.

"Give me a good look, didn't you see people write so seriously?" Sheng Le was unhappy.

“…… It's good if you help me see it. "It's rare for Wang Zhou to look like he's done something wrong.

"I'm not you, I'll help you choose a wife in the future! Show me!" Sheng Le shouted. Only then did I realize that I had spoken.

The classmates all looked at him, and he glared back one by one.

"Oh. ”

So a self-study class.

Sheng Le obediently drew a statistical chart for a lesson for the first time. Wang Zhou read the love letter three times, marked four typos and three grammatical errors, and finally wrote a reply on A4 paper.

At the end of class, Wang Zhou was entangled again.

Sheng Le rolled his eyes, and Wang Zhou frowned for a long time: "What to do, I don't remember what that girl looks like." ”

"Poof—"

Sheng Le didn't know why he felt so happy.

Shove the A4 paper and pink love letter into the drawer casually, and dragged Wang Zhou to lunch.

And his own drawer was obviously stuffed with several love letters that had never been opened, some of which were written to him and some to Wang Zhou. Anyway, Sheng Le is a double standard, his temper is weird, and he didn't even notice it.

Until—

"Sheng Le, is your relationship with Wang Zhou too good?" said one day when my father rarely went home for dinner.

"Average. "Sheng Le doesn't care.

"......" Sheng Chenghui just stared at Sheng Le and didn't say a word.

"I'll go to the bathroom. "Sheng Le doesn't like his dad to look at him with a working eye. So I made an excuse.

As a result, he saw his own red ears and cheeks in the bathroom mirror.

I secretly screamed in my heart - it's over.