"Your father" Junko said helplessly: "I have studied with the first-class chef of Pinxianglou for three months. ”

Han Bing is well-informed, so he naturally knows what the chef of Pinxianglou means, but he still said disdainfully: "When you taste my father's dishes one day, you will definitely bow down."

Junko shrugged helplessly: "I'm just afraid that I won't have time to enjoy that blessing, so I'll hang up first." ”

Han Bing had long been accustomed to the words that Junko often had on his lips, so he didn't make a fuss. Asked: "You don't have a key, how did you go out to buy groceries, and how did you come back?"

"I didn't go out grocery shopping. I was just going out to buy groceries, but because I didn't have the keys, I just stayed at home. ”

"Then you are" Han Bing was a little dizzy.

"I ordered these dishes at Pinxianglou, and then they delivered them."

"......" Han Bing had the urge to commit suicide.

"Well, even so, why are you calling so many dishes" Han Bing was not a fool, she guessed what day it was. "It's your birthday"

"It's not." Junko said lazily.

"What's that?" Han Bing felt even more strange.

"Today is my mom and dad's wedding anniversary."

Han Bing's mouth grew long enough to stuff a fist.

"It's also their divorce anniversary." Junko continued to add.

"In this way, it really needs to make such a large table of dishes to commemorate it." Han Bing didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Have a drink." Junko picked up a bottle of red wine from the table.

"Your stomach is like that. Still drinking," Han Bing felt speechless.

"I'm dying anyway, it's okay." Junko said nonchalantly. Then he took out two more glasses and filled them to the brim.

Han Bing took one of them, and he didn't want to cooperate, but he didn't want to sweep Shunzi's excitement, so he had to symbolically touch him.

Junko smiled and looked up. Drink it all.

"You're crazy" Han Bing didn't have time to stop it. She had recognized the strong red wine, and it was easy to get people drunk.

Junzi didn't mean to stop, poured herself another glass, and no longer touched Han Bing, raised her head, and went straight down to her stomach with another glass.

Han Bing was almost crazy, this was too devastating for Junko's stomach, and she angrily snatched the red wine, and never allowed Junko to take another sip.

"There has to be a limit to going crazy" Han Bing shook the wine in his hand: "I am your girlfriend and am qualified to supervise any unhealthy eating behavior of you." ”

"Makes sense." Junko nodded, her face already slightly drunk.

Although Junko said that it was reasonable, his man turned around and went to the wine cabinet and took out another bottle of red wine.

"Hey" Han Bing hurried over to stop it. But it was too late, and Junko had already lifted the lid and drank half a bottle in one go, with a satisfied smile on her face.

"You're really crazy" Han Bing snatched the wine from his hand again, put it aside, and hugged him, not allowing him to move any more.

Han Bing's arms were tightly wrapped around Shunzi, and he could feel the enthusiastic temperature in his body, as well as some rich aroma of wine, which made Han Bing a little intoxicated for a while.

"Don't drink any more. I feel distressed. Han Bing said softly. She didn't know what her psychology was. But even if it is an ordinary friend, she will feel sad to drink so roughly. Come number.

Junko didn't speak. Han Bing couldn't see his expression either, because her head was resting on Junko's chest. But it should still be smiling, that guy has a bad look on his face at all times.

Han Bing suddenly felt that the top of his head was a little wet. It seemed that something liquid was dripping, and when I looked up, Junko was already in tears.

"What's going on" Han Bing suddenly felt flustered. She didn't know what could make a man cry for a man who wasn't even afraid of death

"Wow......" Junko suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then coughed violently. Han Bing hurriedly helped him sit on the ground, and hurriedly went to find all kinds of emergency items, tissues, medicines, and the like.

It's not the first time Han Bing has dealt with these issues, but it's undoubtedly the most flustered. Junzi's tears and blood were pouring out at the moment, which made Han Bing feel scared and panicked.

What the hell is going on, what is going on

The cough finally stopped, but the tears continued to drip uninterruptedly. The wine I drank just now finally worked, and the more Junko cried, the more energetic she became, and the image at this time was far from the usual image of the son-in-law who was always smiling and courteous, but always rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Han Bing didn't know how to comfort Junzi, because he didn't know where to comfort him.

She didn't even know why Junko was crying, she didn't know.

All she could do was hold Junko tightly.

I don't know how long it took, but Junko's crying finally gradually decreased. He leaned on Han Bing's arms like a child, greedy for a warm embrace.

The two of them sat on the floor as clean as new, for a long, long time.

"Today is their wedding anniversary, and it's also their divorce anniversary." Junko said suddenly.

"I know." Han Bing nodded, and suddenly his heart trembled, could it be that Junzi was crying because of this

"If this day is also their remarriage anniversary, how nice it would be" Junko said to herself, regardless of whether Han Bing was listening or not.

"Since I was a child, I didn't understand why they are all a family of three, their parents are always so harmonious together, while my parents are always quarreling together"

"They would drop things when they quarreled, and they would always drop objects that made loud noises, as if they couldn't vent their anger without that."

"When I see other people's mom and dad holding their hands and going to the zoo together, there will always be only one person by my side, either dad or mom, and the two of them will never appear on either side of me together."

"I never understood why my dad was always so proud. Yes, he is very capable, he can play with an economic empire in the palm of his hand, but why can't he even take care of a home"

"Whatever I do, he says it's not enough, you need to keep trying. I tried hard to learn anything, but I couldn't get a word of praise from him. I watch TV, and there are often dads who say to their children, "If you accomplish something, I'll give you a request." I've been expecting my dad to say that to me. ”

"If he really says it, then I will use all my strength and pay all the price to complete it, and then let him remarry his mother, and the three of them will be happy together......"

But he never said that. In his eyes, I should be so good, I should be different from ordinary children. So he never rewarded me with a wish for doing something well. ”

Junko said and said, unconsciously bursting into tears again.

Han Bing didn't dislike his tears at all, nor did he think he was weak, but hugged him tighter.

Han Bing has had no mother since he was a child, and he once had the same questions as Junzi. Why is it that other people's families are always so harmonious and beautiful, and I only have my father by my side

But Han Bing is not as hysterical as Junko. The reason is probably that Han Bing has never experienced the feeling of his mother, and he has never had any illusions. And Junko has experienced it after all, and he has seen the family fall apart and fly separately.

Not having something in the first place, maybe not being so painful, and having it at first, and then being deprived of it, is the most painful thing.

Junzi was tired of crying, said she was tired, hooked Han Bing's neck with both hands and asked, "Do you think I'm cowardly?"

"No, it won't." Han Bing said: "I'm very happy, you can tell me what is in your heart." ”

"Seriously." Junko laughed again, as pure as a child's smile: "I really appreciate you spending the last time of my life with me." I love you. ”

"I want to watch you live for a long, long time......" Han Bing hugged Junzi tighter and pressed his chest against him.

"You're the first woman I've fallen in love with, and probably the last." Junko seemed to be talking to herself, and her voice was low and magnetic: "But you're Dad's girlfriend, I just hate myself for not knowing you earlier." ”

"I'm not his girlfriend anymore." Han Bing muttered, "I'm your girlfriend." ”

"Don't lie to me." Junko shook her head: "You still love him, right?"

Han Bing did not admit it, nor did he deny it. In fact, even she herself was going to be confused.

Seeing that Han Bing didn't speak, Junzi had no choice but to smile helplessly, raised his head up, and kissed Han Bing's lips.

Han Bing licked his lips, feeling a little bitter, and feeling even more sad in his heart.

"I'm so tired that I want to sleep." Junko actually closed her eyes and immediately entered the dream.

Han Bing was surprised at how quickly Junzi slept quickly, but remembered that he had drunk before, so he was not so confused.

It took a lot of effort for Han Bing to move Junko back to his bed, and after packing everything up, she walked out of Junko's room.

As soon as Han Bing turned around, he saw the door that had always been regarded as an absolute taboo in Junzi's house. The door was still locked as usual, and at first glance it looked unremarkable, without arousing any curiosity.

Junzi once clearly told Han Bing that this room must not be entered. Although Han Bing didn't think so, she also silently complied, she guessed that Junko's mother had lived here, so Junko would seal him up.

Han Bing is not the kind of person who is curious about other people's private affairs, so he also ignores this room, and he has not had the slightest idea of breaking in. But tonight I don't know what's going on, maybe because I've drunk some wine and heard a lot of stories from Junko, she suddenly wants to go in and have a look.

Junko is already asleep. Han Bing hesitated slightly, then walked to the door of the room and pushed it lightly, but did not push it open. The door was locked, which was to be expected. But Han Bing knew that all the keys in this big house were kept in the shoe cabinet at the door, which she also found by chance.

Han Bing walked to the shoe cabinet and took out the key. Because there are many rooms in this big room of 300 square meters, it is natural that there are also many keys, and Han Bing tried for ten minutes before opening the door of that room.

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