In the room, Song Wanyue lay in Duan Baiting's arms: "After I go back to Shanghai, you have to call me every day, you know?" ”

He nodded, "Yes." ”

Song Wanyue stared into his eyes, feeling that he was perfunctory.

He lowered his head and left a kiss on her lips: "Look at what." ”

She had a kind of satisfaction after a full meal.

"Of course it's looking at you."

He laughed and didn't speak.

In fact, when she first met him, she didn't understand anything, but she felt that the big brother in front of her was very pitiful.

Since she was a child, her family's education and the love she received made her unable to turn a blind eye.

So I went over and hugged him.

But in the eyes of Song Wanyue at that time, he was just a good-looking brother he met at a funeral by chance.

After the funeral, after returning to Shanghai, she quickly forgot about him.

If it weren't for the marriage contract at home, her memories of him would have faded long ago.

Even if I think about it later, it is a fragmented fragment.

I never thought she would be lying in the same bed as him in such harmony.

She was even ready to treat each other with respect.

Well water does not interfere with river water.

She only asked about his private life, and he had no right to interfere with himself.

But by accident, she really seemed to like him a little.

As for what kind of liking it is, she can't tell.

I only know that when she is with him, she is not resistant. And there's a bit of dependence and obsession with that feeling.

It was as if at this moment, a look in her eyes ignited the desire that he had just extinguished.

The figures are intertwined, and they are greedy for joy.

Duan Baiting didn't stay at home for long, and he left in the afternoon.

Song Wanyue lay on the bed and watched him come out of the shower and put on his clothes.

Some reluctantly asked, "Will you come back tomorrow?" ”

He was apologetic, his tie was halfway up, and he walked to the bedside to kiss her: "When I'm done, I'll go to Shanghai to find you." ”

She sat up and unfamiliarly tied his tie.

Naturally, he is not as proper and upright as he usually does, but is a little crooked.

At first glance, I just learned it, and I haven't even practiced it much.

She reached out and touched it, then her face, "Remember to miss me." ”

Duan Baiting's heart moved slightly, lowered her head, and took the initiative to rub her palm before she had time to retract.

"Hmm."

He replied gently.

It was rare to see him show such a humane look, Song Wanyue was suddenly reluctant again, hugged him for a long time, and left a deep kiss mark on his neck like a mischief.

Then he would let him go.

-

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Duan family's old house was brightly lit.

Because of the matter of ancestor worship.

According to custom, Duan Baiting, as the eldest grandson, needs him to personally handle many things.

He couldn't leave.

But he still made a day to go back to accompany Song Wanyue.

Today's Duan family was very lively, and Duan Hengyu suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed, becoming addicted.

When the old lady saw him in such an embarrassed and ugly state, she almost had a heart attack.

It was only then that Duan Baiting was urgently summoned back.

The maid took out a brand new slipper for him at the door and respectfully placed it at his feet: "The old lady is in the bedroom, she is already better, and she said that no one wants to see her, so don't bother." ”

Duan Baiting changed his shoes: "Hmm." ”

The living room was full of people with different expressions at this time.

Some of them are sneering, and some of them yawn and frequently look down at their watches.

Duan Baiting swept around, didn't see anyone, and asked the maid, "What about the others?" ”

Knowing who he was asking, the maid replied hesitantly: "The private doctor gave Si Shao a tranquilizer, and he will fall asleep." ”

Duan Baiting nodded: "Send him to the police station when he wakes up." ”

The maid was stunned: "But ......"

He looked at it with an indifferent look, and the other party was immediately frightened and bowed his head and remained silent.

A room full of people with the same blood in their bodies is not even close to each other.

I don't see them on weekdays, and it's only on such large-scale festivals or ancestor worship that we have to meet each other.

Cousin Duan He is a sleek man who is good at superficial kung fu, and when I saw him, I shouted one cousin after another, which was very kind.

"Why didn't my cousin come today?"

After Duan Baiting sat down, his long legs folded, and he lit a cigarette: "She's not available." ”

He had no scruples in front of them, and he didn't care if the ventilation was on or not, so he wouldn't choke on the smoke.

The kind of high that carries the chill is even more unconcealed.

He dusted off his cigarette ash and waited until twelve o'clock.

This is a habit that has lasted for a hundred years, and before worshipping ancestors, the juniors in the clan have to eat fast for half a month.

Vigils in turns.

He also didn't know if his meal on Song Wanyue's body today could be regarded as breaking his vows.

After my aunt got married, she still had her household registration, and several of her children followed her surname.

During the holidays, he would always come back from the United States and bring his husband and children to visit his elderly mother.

In the face of filial piety, in fact, she was thinking about how long she would live.

The old man's inheritance was left to his eldest grandson, and the lawsuit over the inheritance lasted for several years.

Several elders privately made a stumbling block for this eldest nephew who was related by blood.

Duan Baiting was still young at that time, and the project was maliciously disrupted, and he only started again.

There was no one to rely on, so with the help of a lawyer, he could slowly clean up the mess left by his aunts and uncles.

Later, the bones gradually hardened, and they could not find a place to go down, but were bitten back several times.

Only then did I know that the surname Duan had soft bones.

The original silence was just forbearance, waiting for his own wings to grow.

And then a hundredfold and a thousandfold return.

Duan Lin is the youngest son of Uncle Duan Baiting, and he made a degree by donating a building to the school.

In ordinary times, the words "talented people in colleges and universities" are often used to advertise and introduce themselves.

"I heard that the third uncle's new wife gave birth to a daughter some time ago, I wonder if the eldest brother has ever been to see it?"

Duan Baiting raised his eyes calmly: "Not yet." ”

Duan Lin smiled: "That woman's reputation is not very good, when she was young, she relied on sleeping with the director, and I heard that the other party was in her seventies at that time, and sometimes she had to be forced to go with her father and son." For so many years, I have suffered a lot to be able to mix with the actress. Now that I dare to give birth at this age, it seems that I am in true love with my third uncle. ”

Even if he heard the mockery in his gentle smile, Duan Baiting didn't bother to say a word.

Blocking or justifying.

Indifference was his response.

It was as if the third uncle he was talking about was not his father.

Duan Baiting unhurriedly lit another cigarette.

The old man was romantic during his lifetime, and after marrying a wife, he also raised a lot outside.

Later, Duan Baiting's grandmother couldn't bear it and divorced him.

The old man did not marry again for a long time, until he was fifty years old, when he married a young wife of the same age as his son.

Not all of Duan Baiting's brothers and sisters were sitting here.

The illegitimate children and grandchildren who are exiled from abroad have no right to set foot in this place.

still relies on the Duan family to raise.

This time of year is the time when the days are like the year.

Duan Baiting raised his hand to stroke the crooked bow tie, and his cold expression softened slightly.

-

Song Wanyue sent a message to Duan Baiting before boarding the plane.

It's a selfie of her in first class.

The original camera is straight out, the skin is so good that there is no blemish, and the smile is gentle and gentle.

After posing for a long time, I finally chose the most satisfying one from countless photos.