His figure.

Just like the person in my memory, carrying Qingjun.

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Winter in the north, cold.

The snow was heavy, and the white sealed the world.

"Hmm! It's so cold! His hands are stiff, does Brother Chen have any wine? "A young man in a black down jacket pushed the door in, tall and slender, with some decadent paleness, his face looked a little embarrassed without repair, but he looked very handsome.

The cool air from outside poured in, and the person sitting on the sofa put down the book in his hand and frowned: "It's cold." ”

The man snorted and hurriedly closed the door: "Where is Brother Chen?" ”

"Daddy went buy wine."

A small man came out of the kitchen, looking no more than seven or eight years old, wearing a scarf, and holding the pot with some difficulty: "Eat?" Freshly cooked lamb. ”

"Hey, Bai Yang is really amazing haha, it's not like my stinky boy is broken, my son is still outside!" He hurriedly ran over and opened the door, and the cool breeze came in again, and the person reading on the sofa frowned again.

There was a very beautiful child standing outside the door, his face was red from the cold, his mouth was tightly closed, staring at him, Ouyang Hai shrunk and looked innocent: "Dad didn't mean it." ”

The child ignored him, glanced at him and went around the house, found the stove without saying a word, and squatted.

"Hey, don't be here, I'm going to bump into you!" Cheng Baiyangren's little ghost said helplessly: "There is heating outside!" Ouyang Shan. ”

Ouyang Shan raised his head, his eyes were completely indifferent, Cheng Baiyang turned around and came in with a cup of hot water: "You little brat, what are you pretending to be old at the age of four?" ”

"I'm hungry."

He spoke, his voice cold and natural.

There was a jingle bell outside, and Cheng Baiyang couldn't care about this little ancestor and walked out immediately, Cheng Zichen walked in with a large amount of wine: "Yo, Ah Hai is here, do you want to drink?" ”

"Drink!" Ouyang Hai immediately said, full of interest.

"If you drink too much, your hands will tremble." The man on the sofa finally stood up, he put down the book and looked up, unexpectedly this person was extremely young, about early twenties, frowning at the two men who had opened the can and squatted in front of the coffee table without an image, not knowing what to say.

"Do you really want a drink?" Ouyang Hai handed over a cup and was refused.

But he was not discouraged when he was rejected, he still handed over the wine glass with a smile, and Cheng Baiyang looked at the two unorthodox men outside and sighed.

"Then again, what about my sister-in-law?"

After drinking a few cups, Ouyang Hai blurted out.

Cheng Zichen looked bitter, and his resolute face was a little painful: "She took Weiyang back to her parents' house." ”

"Huh? Weiyang is only two years old! Ouyang Hai looked surprised: "Why?" ”

Cheng Zichen opened his mouth, didn't say anything, and took a sip of wine.

"Dad spent 100,000 yuan to buy a fake stone that was artificially imitated, and my mother thought he was unproductive and wanted a divorce." Cheng Baiyang's indifferent voice came out of the kitchen, and Cheng Zichen's face immediately changed: "Nonsense, Dad sold a piece of equipment in the game yesterday for 5000!" ”

"Sloppy man with no interest," said the young man flutteringly.

"Haha!" Ouyang Hai smiled breathlessly: "Brother Chen was originally on the third floor, but later became a small second floor, and now his wife is all."

The voice disappeared, blocked by a hard steamed bun, Ouyang Shan smiled, and his crisp and immature voice carried an undisguised coldness: "Can you let my mother go home first?" ”

“”

Yes, Ouyang Hai's wife also ran away from home.

Two old men who have no interest and can only play games.

The atmosphere was suddenly gloomy.

"I'm going out." Cheng Baiyang straddled the small bag, pushed the door and was about to go out, Cheng Zichen was drinking and looked up: "Oh, come back early, take Xiaoshan out to play!" ”

Cheng Baiyang looked at the expressionless villain standing behind him, frowned, and didn't want to take it, and then looked at the staggering man in the room, and sighed: "Let's go." ”

How did Uncle Ouyang, who can only smile hippie, give birth to such a cold son? Cheng Baiyang was puzzled.

After they left, the room was noisy again, and the two of them danced with their hands without grace, and they raised their wines to each other, looking like they were pleasant and deadly, and the depression just now was swept away.

I don't know how long I drank it, Ouyang Hai put down the cup and lay straight on the ground: "Brother Cheng, do you think the empire has any hope of making the top 100 games this time?" ”

"Top 100 Hiccup? Who cares about that! Haha, let's just play! Cheng Zichenhao said indifferently: "Go pick a copy tomorrow!" I don't believe I can't beat the monk's grandson! ”

"Ha, I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow, another day"

"You're so uninteresting, hey, don't patronize that nerd to read, the mutton is all dred."

It was snowing heavily, and Cheng Baiyang couldn't get far with Ouyang Shan.

He went to the shop to buy candy, went to the door of a man who looked very imposing nearby, the doorbell rang, and soon someone asked, "Who?" ”

"Hello Auntie, I'm Cheng Baiyang."

The door opened stubbornly, and a small figure immediately burst out of the room, he smiled warmly, and there was a shallow dimple on his cheek, like a sunflower blooming in winter: "Brother Baiyang!" ”

Cheng Baiyang rubbed his soft face: "Is Xiaoyun well-behaved at home?" ”

"Good!" Wen Yun said, his eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and he was a little curious when he saw Ouyang Shan standing behind him: "Who is this?" ”

"The little friend that my brother brought." Cheng Baiyang said, the two of them entered the house, Cheng Baiyang looked at Ouyang Shan, who was sitting in the pile of toys and playing with the Rubik's Cube without saying a word, and was speechless.

What does this kid say, it's both good and hard to bring.

Wen's house was very warm, the two of them took off their coats and left only their sweaters, he set up a chair and looked at Ouyang Shan: "Your mother is also gone?" ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Shan raised his eyes and nodded.

Cheng Baiyang didn't know where the feeling of sympathy came from, and he was quite sympathetic: "Let's not become like our father in the future, I will never play games, what about you?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Ouyang Shan twisted the Rubik's Cube and said coldly.

"If you are not as sloppy as your father, I will let you marry my little Weiyang as a wife." Cheng Baiyang tilted his head and smiled.

Ouyang Shan's hand paused for a moment, and such a small bun with white flesh appeared from his memory, thought about it, and continued to bow his head to play with his Rubik's Cube.

Seeing that Ouyang Shan ignored people, Cheng Baiyang looked at Wen Yun who was doing arithmetic problems seriously with some boredom, and suddenly a thought popped up in his mind: "Xiaoyun, is it okay to run away from home with your brother when you grow up?" ”

Wen Yun turned around suspiciously, and thought about it very seriously: "Okay! ”

"But I have to study hard, Brother Bai Yang is going to be in the first grade, and I can't see my brother in kindergarten!" He buried his head and continued to do his homework hard, and Cheng Baiyang rewarded him with a small candy with great satisfaction.

After thinking about it, he handed a piece to Ouyang Shan, and the child who was playing with the Rubik's Cube looked up, his eyes were completely cold: "I don't eat it." ”

“”

It's hard to bring this kid!

The two of them spent an afternoon at Wen's house, and when they came home, the smell of alcohol spread.

The only person who was awake sat with the light on and read a book, Ouyang Hai hugged Cheng Zichen's arm, with a sad and painful expression, and muttered: "When will Zhinan go home, I miss her so much!" Cheng Zichen was no better, his neck was crooked to the side, holding the fake jade: "When will Xiaoshu go home." ”

Cheng Baiyang's face was gloomy, full of patience.

The little seedlings that ran away from home flourished in the bottom of their hearts and couldn't be suppressed.