i really like you

After several performances, Tang Yuan didn't go back with the troupe. He stayed for an extra day and went to burn incense.

Zhou Qingsheng also wanted to go, but he accidentally strained the ligament of his left leg in the last game, so he could only ask Tang Yuan to pray for him.

On the way up the mountain, Tang Yuan was worried, not because he was afraid of falling, but because he was afraid of rain. The dark clouds piled up above his head, making everyone including him feel flustered.

On the mountain, the sky is still the same dead, gray.

The thunderstorm does not know when it will come down.

Xiangtan Temple is very large, with a solemn and dignified appearance, and there are not many people praying for blessings.

Tang Yuan didn't squeeze the threshold with the big troops, but rested outside for a while, and when the crowd was almost gone, he entered the temple, and sincerely worshiped every Buddha once.

This time Tang Yuan, as usual, donated a lot of sesame oil money, listened to the host talk about life, the tea was diluted, and new ones were added, and the talk lasted for nearly two hours.

After leaving the host, Tang Yuan was not in a hurry to go down the mountain. The rosin in the air made him feel very comfortable. He wandered around with his backpack on his back, asked people, and headed for the direction of the wishing tree.

Generally, there will be that thing in the temple, or a wishing pool, which provides a place for pilgrims to express their wishes to God.

Tang was some distance away from the wishing tree, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice, his footsteps stopped, and the next moment he turned left, walked through the hall, and approached the source of the voice step by step.

At the stone table in the backyard, Tang Fu fiddled with the beads in his hand, and said something to the middle-aged man sitting on the stone bench.

Ever since the bending in the hotel that day, Tang Fu avoided Tang Yuan, never got along with him alone, and never looked at him when he had to say a few words.

Tang Yuan didn't ask anything, and didn't say anything.

Looking at it from Tang Yuan's point of view, the expression on Tang Fu's face is very lively and childish, which is different from his usual appearance.

And that man has an aura similar to his father's. He has been in the top position for a long time and holds great power in his hands. He is probably about the same age. He is in his 40s. His skin is very fair, as if he rarely sees the sun. A pair of rimless glasses, wearing a white silk Tang suit.

This is the first time Tang Yuan has seen people wear Tang suits so charmingly. Although his facial features are not as three-dimensional and handsome as his father's, they still have the charm accumulated over time, and the whole person looks very elegant.

It seems that he is the person who helped Tang Fu collect the materials.

Seeing the man beckoning to Tang Yuan, Tang Fu sat down beside him, resting his head on his arm, and turned his face to meet him.

Within a minute, the man raised one arm, put his palm on the top of Tang Fu's hair, and rubbed it gently. The jade finger on his thumb was crystal clear, with a very warm luster.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Yuan thought of four words - father kindness and son filial piety.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching, and he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly found a strange gaze sweeping over and locking him.

Almost reflexively, Tang Yuan went up to meet him. There was no sharpness or coldness in the man's eyes, and he nodded to him as if greeting him. He was easy-going and would not make people feel any discomfort.

Tang Yuan thought to himself, what Chen Shuangxi lacked in the first half of his life, this man can give, such as fatherly love.

That night, Tang Yuan took the last bus back to City A and arrived at early four o'clock in the morning. It was now summer, and the sky could already be seen at that time. He planned to take a taxi back by himself and bring breakfast and roses along the way.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the car stopped at the platform of the previous station in City A, the person at home called and said that he was already at the station.

Because there were other people in the carriage, Tang Yuan couldn't say anything, so he ended the call with two hums.

More than half an hour later, Tang Yuan got off the train, thinking about the phone again, he picked it up while walking, "Which exit? Oh, I see, wait for me, luggage? I just have a suitcase and a bag. What will happen when I go? Go back or What, you said you don’t want special products.”

Suddenly there was a "bang" sound from the left, which was not overwhelmed by the noisy voices, and it smoothly flowed into Tang Yuan's eardrums. He turned his head and saw a pink leather suitcase lying on the ground. His eyes moved up and met Zhou Jia had an embarrassed face.

Zhou Jia held the phone in one hand and two high-end gift boxes in the other, her beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't speak well, "Shu Ran, I, I won't tell you now."

After hanging up the phone, just as she put the phone in her pocket, the young man who was a few steps away from her had already walked away.

This is the expected picture.

Zhou Jia lifted the suitcase from the ground, put the gift box on top, and moved up the cello on her back. Looking at the dazzling figure in the crowd, she gritted her teeth and chased after it.

Tang Yuan's arm was pulled, and before he could speak, a soft female voice sounded from behind, "Young Master Tang, I want you to say a few words to you."

Seeing that the young man didn't respond, Zhou Jia looked anxious. She took two deep breaths and said in a low voice, "Just a few words, Young Master Tang, please agree to my request."

Passengers around looked sideways, or stared, and looked lively.

On the crowded platform, a man and a woman are like celebrities, and it is inevitable that they will become the focus.

Tang Yuan broke free with his arms with a dark face, and went downstairs quickly. He didn't take the escalator, and walked directly on the steps. Zhou Jia was wearing white sneakers, walked smoothly and easily, and trotted along behind him, determined to follow him Finish those few sentences.

The two of them acted like they were acting, they ran and chased each other in the station, which caused a lot of whispers, and some even took out their mobile phones to take videos.

Tang Yuan's face was getting darker and darker, he cursed in a low voice, found a corner and stopped, staring at the woman in front of him, really convinced.

Zhou Jia plays the cello, so she doesn't need to run and play, and she doesn't have enough exercise. Compared with Tang Yuan's breath, she bent her back so heavily that she couldn't speak.

Tang Yuan was very helpless, "Mrs. Zhang, what do you want to tell me?"

Zhou Jia was stunned for a moment when she heard that address, then she slowly raised her head, looking up at the young man with those dark eyes, she didn't speak, just looked at him like that, as if she wanted to see the young man from his face. see something.

Tang Yuan took his time and let her watch, "I'll leave if I don't say anything."

Zhou Jia straightened up, "I don't know why he locked you in his heart, so obsessed."

Tang Yuan's eyes twitched suddenly.

Zhou Jia pinned the sweaty hair on her cheeks behind her ears, and wore a necklace on her slender neck. She reached out to touch it, raised her eyes and smiled at the young man, "Don't get me wrong, he didn't tell me, he didn't tell anyone. I will tell you that you are a part of him that he doesn't want to be spied on, and I overheard it."

"Once he had a fever and was confused. His assistant called me. I hurried over, but he held my hand and refused to let me go. I was very happy at that time. That was his first time. Once he showed his close side to me, who would have thought that he called your name over and over again, and then he started crying, saying that he was wrong and regretful, saying those words over and over again. "

Tang Yuan's complexion was very bad, "Is this what you want to tell me?"

Zhou Jia didn't answer, but looked at Tang Yuan quietly, "I just admired him at first, and thought that if I must marry a man, Zhang Shuran would be the best choice. He is capable, courteous, and good looking. That’s right, later on I got in touch with him more times, and appreciation turned into affection, into liking, but it was far from love.”

A wry smile appeared on her face without makeup, "Until I found out his feelings for you, Young Master Tang, do you know? I fell in love with him who loves you deeply."

Tang Yuan couldn't understand, for him, love was a very simple thing, not so complicated.

"I was moved by his obsession with you." Zhou Jia's eyes showed a bit of sadness, "I thought he was so exquisite and his life was too unreal, so I thought nothing could enter his heart. I didn't expect that There's already no room left."

"Young Master Tang, I apologize to you. During the year I fell in love with him, I developed a great hatred for you. I even..."

She lowered her head in embarrassment, "I even thought, it would be fine without you."

Tang Yuan said lightly, "Putting this kind of thinking in novels and comics is one of the standard configurations for vicious female supporting roles. You'd better stop thinking about it that way."

The blood on Zhou Jia's pretty face was emptied, her lips were murmured, and before she could speak, two lines of clear tears rolled out of her eyes.

Tang Yuan's temples throbbed wildly, "Why are you crying? Did I bully you?"

"No, you didn't bully me. I'm sorry, Young Master Tang. I just think it's a trick." Zhou Jia wiped away the tears on his face, trying to calm down, "The biggest business of the Zhang family has already started to liquidate. It won't take long before we will be able to get rid of it." Will go abroad and will not come back.”

Tang Yuan was about to say something when his cell phone rang, and Pei Wenjin called. He pressed the answer button, didn't walk away, and answered the call on the spot, "I haven't left the station yet, I'm walking slowly, ang, I know, ang ang , hang up."

"I am pregnant."

Zhou Jia waited for the young man to answer the phone and said this, she looked at the ring on his ring finger with an indescribable look, her smile was uglier than crying, "I'm afraid that the name he gave the child has something to do with you. "

Tang Yuan looked over.

"Don't you believe me?" Zhou Jia said, "Ever since he discovered his secret to me, he has never hidden it in front of me. He has unscrupulously shown his miss for you and his regret for the past time and time again. Tell me the pain in your heart, and he knows I won't leave him."

Tang Yuan frowned, "You tell me so much, what do you want me to do? Go meet him and be a lobbyist for you and your unborn child?"

Zhou Jia smiled and shook his head, "It's useless, he's finished."

Tang Yuan looked at Zhou Jia with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Aren't you wondering why I still refuse to give up on him when I know he's finished?" Zhou Jia said softly, "I can't do that. If I give up on him, how pitiful he would be."

Tang Yuan suddenly remembered a sentence he had read somewhere.

A person has a life trajectory, on which there are people, things, and things that are closely related to him, each of which is different.

"Is he pitiful? I don't think there are too many poor people in this world. Some don't have enough to eat, some don't wear warm clothes, some are lonely, some are sick from birth, and some are carefree. There are really too many poor people who have become disabled due to an accident at a worrying age." Tang Yuan's eyelids were half-lidded, and his tone was flat, without any ups and downs. He is healthy, has a career, has a reputation, has status, has both talent and appearance, loves his other half with all his heart, and has an unborn child, what is so pitiful?"

Zhou Jia was rendered speechless by these words.

Tang Yuan sneered, "I'm just wondering, it was him before, and now you, telling me something, putting on such a posture, what are you doing? Ah? He took the path he chose, after all What's so pitiful?"

Zhou Jia's eyes were red, "Young Master Tang, you are too cruel!"

"I'm cruel?" Tang Yuan seemed to have heard such a funny joke, but the corners of his mouth were blunt and he couldn't laugh. "I don't hate him, and I won't forgive him. I just want everyone to be safe. Isn't that enough? Mrs. Zhang , Love can’t be used as an excuse to hurt, the matter between me and him, the matter between him and my other two petty matters, these are not something that can be explained clearly in a few words, it’s almost enough. "

Zhou Jia's chest heaved violently, "Young Master Tang, what you said is indeed a matter between the four of you. Everyone else is an outsider, including me, but what I know is that he said he could give me anything. , Whether it is the identity of Mrs. Zhang, or the role of children, family, and husband, that is, the heart and his love cannot be given to me, and those two things are all given to you."

The more he went on, the more he lost control of his emotions and became dizzy. He didn't know what he was talking about. He just wanted to feel wronged for that person, "I know more things than Mr. Tang thought, I know he lied to you , hurt you, but he did that just to fulfill your dream, everything he did was for..."

Tang Yuan interrupted sharply, "Mrs. Zhang, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? What are you talking about?"

Zhou Jia trembled all over, as if being splashed with ice water, she woke up suddenly, she closed her eyes short of breath, "Thank you, Young Master Tang, for reminding me."

Tang Yuan felt that this woman was fascinated by ghosts, so he didn't want to say anything more, and left with his suitcase in his hands, a moderate voice came from behind, "I will stay with him, no matter how long it takes him to forget you, I will will always be by his side.”

He quickened his pace, his back was indifferent and determined.

Zhou Jia added, "I've always wanted to talk to you, but I never had the chance. Now I finally said it, Young Master Tang, thank you."

"I wish you happiness."

She touched her still flat stomach and muttered to herself, "Please be happy forever. Only when you are happy will he be my husband and the father of my child."

After leaving the station, Zhou Jia walked towards her fiance.

Although the wedding date is on October [-]st, there is still about a month before that day, but they have already obtained the certificate, and the outside world calls her Mrs. Zhang. She also has a baby, and her life will get better and better.

The luggage was picked up, followed by the cello. Zhou Jia didn't get into the car immediately. She stood by the car and said abruptly, "I met him at the station."

Zhang Shuran didn't seem to hear clearly, he closed the trunk door and let Zhou Jia get in the car.

Zhou Jia was about to get into the back seat when he caught a glimpse of something and hurriedly grabbed his left hand that was hanging on the side of his trousers. There was a bruise on the fingernail of his index finger, which was pinched when he closed the trunk door just now, because of what she said In other words, the young man was mentioned.

She turned her face to one side, her shoulders trembled slightly, "Shu Ran, I want to suspend performing for a year and take care of my baby at home."

Zhang Shuran took off her hand as if nothing had happened, her tone was always gentle, "It's up to you."

Zhou Jia clenched her fingers tightly and hummed while crying.

Zhang Shuran's car drove away from Tang Yuan's eyes. Through the glass of the car, he watched the car join the traffic flow and disappear at the corner of the street.

"what happened?"

The voice in his ear brought Tang Yuan back to his senses, he shook his head and said nothing, "Go home."

Pei Wenjin turned sideways and fastened his seat belt. His face was not as rigid and stern as it was during the day, but a little gentle. "Go back to sleep first and then eat, or should you just eat and go back to sleep?"

"You choose," Tang Yuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "I have difficulty choosing."

Pei Wenjin pushed back the hair in front of his forehead, and rubbed the old scar on his forehead with his fingertips, "When did you have it?"

Tang Yuan tilted his head, put his hands on the man's broad shoulders, and rubbed the tip of his nose like a puppy, "Now."

"..."

Pei Wenjin pushed away the young man who was leaning on him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sit down."

Tang Yuan wrapped his arms around him and hugged him, "That's it."

Pei Wenjin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then how do I drive?"

Tang Yuan said, "Use your mind."

Pei Wenjin's face was pitch black.

Tang Yuan noticed that the muscles under the man's shirt tensed up, and his breath became rough, he raised his head and smiled, his eyes were dark and bright, "Uncle, why don't we find a nearby hotel... ah-fuck! "

Pei Wenjin got out of the car, bent his back slightly, leaned his head in, and said to the young man clutching his neck, "Hurry up."

Tang Yuan saw that his brows were furrowed together, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were burning with desire, so he didn't dare to go down.

Pei Wenjin went directly to the other side, opened the car door and lifted him out of the passenger seat.

Before Tang Yuan could stand still, he heard a bang, his conditioned legs were clamped tightly, his body was straight, and the wound on his neck was aching, "Honey, I'm hungry, let's go eat .”

Pei Wenjin stuffed it into his trousers pocket with one hand, loosened the collar of his shirt with the other, and unbuttoned the top two buttons. He exhaled, his eyes drooped slightly, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, "Huh?"

Fuck!It's too much, what kind of beauty trick are you using against me?Too much too much.

Tang Yuan said as if possessed, "Go to the hotel..."

He yelled, "Go to the hotel!"

Pei Wenjin's lips curled up, "Okay."

What happened now, breakfast was skipped, lunch was also skipped, and only in the afternoon did Tang Yuan get some liquid food in his stomach.

His body was clean and fresh, he was nestled under the quilt, yawning continuously, trying to sleep, but a nerve ending was pulling forcibly, preventing him from falling asleep.

After thinking about it, I was just waiting for a hug.

Pei Wenjin came out of the bathroom with wet hair. It was not combed back meticulously like usual, but was scattered on the forehead in a messy manner. The expressionless face was vivid and sexy.

Tang Yuan regained his energy immediately, and looked up and down at the man like a hooligan, "Tsk tsk tsk, uncle, your looks, figure, and temperament are all top-notch."

Pei Wenjin didn't even frown, as if he didn't hear it, and he was unusually steady.

Tang Yuan whistled, "Come here, let the young master reward you well."

Pei Wenjin was unsteady this time, and he couldn't pretend not to hear. He stopped wiping his hair, and his dark eyebrows and eyes appeared from under the towel. He looked at the young man on the bed, "Not enough?"

"Enough, enough, enough," Tang Yuan hiccupped reflexively, "I'm full."

He patted his stomach, "If you don't believe me, listen."

Pei Wenjin helped his forehead.

Tang Yuan called him like an old father, "Comrade Pei, sit on the bed, and I'll brush your hair."

Pei Wenjin walked to the bed with long legs, and looked down at the young man, "I gave you a bath before, and you hung on me, and you couldn't open your eyelids. Now you're excited again?"

"No, I'm not motivated, I'm lying." Tang Yuan opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Texu, really, I can only wipe your hair, I can't do anything else."

Pei Wenjin grabbed the towel and threw it on his head.

Tang Yuan pulled down the towel and said with a smile, "Sit here, sit here."

Pei Wenjin sat down by the bed, turned his back to the young man, and let him brush his hair, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's been a week before and after this performance, isn't it uncomfortable?" Tang Yuan complained in a mocking manner, "You too, so you can't take it easy."

Pei Wenjin let out a deep laugh, "If you were hungry for such a long time and a bowl of meat was placed in front of you, what would you do? Take small bites and eat slowly?"

Tang Yuan, "..."

Well, you win, I surrender, I throw in the towel.

If it was him, he would definitely gobble it up and couldn't control it at all.

The man's hair was dark, Tang Yuan was wiping the water on his hair with a towel, and while stroking it with his hands, he suddenly blurted out, "Did you dye your hair?"

Pei Wenjin's back froze slightly, and he turned around to face the young man with deep eyes.

Tang Yuan cautiously probed, "Is it really contaminated?"

Pei Wenjin was silent and said nothing.

Tang Yuan put a nervous face under the man's eyelids, and stared at him for less than five seconds, his heart was overwhelmed, "When did you dye it? Hair dye is not good for your health, why do you dye your hair? Huh? A little white hair is nothing."

He talked nonsense, wiped his face indiscriminately, and rolled his eyes, "Did it be dyed three years ago?"