Director, I know your secret

The air in the countryside is indeed much better than that in the city, and Peng Yan feels that his lungs have been purified.

The day they came was just in time for the gathering in Lingshui Town. Fathers and folks from other ten miles and eight villages rushed here carrying the goods they wanted to buy.

As big as a broom made by a fellow villager, and as small as a whetstone, Peng Yan is curious about everything he sees, and has to touch everything he sees.Peng Yan's chattering mode was fully activated, and he had to spray for a while to buy something, but An Zhenyuan remained silent, let alone, he hadn't realized that this person was so close to the people before.

Of course, there is also the true nature of a foodie. Peng Yan spent ten yuan and bought ten roasted gluten. An Zhenyuan didn't let him eat so much because he was afraid it would be unhygienic. So he used this excuse to help him eliminate half of them.

Peng Yan was so angry that he was very happy in the end. He imitated the Northeast accent of the old man just now, and said with a smile: "You shrink you, it's really not good. I ask you if you eat it, and you shrink it. I bought it, and you grab it again." Eat, what to do, is it the whole thing?"

An Zhenyuan took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and squinted at Peng Yan with an expression of "you can pull it down".

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums not far away was deafening. Peng Yan and An Zhenyuan heard the sound and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see old men and women from every household moving a small horse and walking there.

"What are you doing?" Peng Yan asked An Zhenyuan, "A martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"

"No, it's singing."

"Yo!! Go and have a look," Peng Yan stood on tiptoe to watch the excitement.

"Yu opera, can you understand?" An Zhenyuan was pushed for a while, and then a child emerged from his side, like a loach, rushing towards the theater, "Don't go, there are so many people, I feel dizzy , let’s go, go to the old house and have a look.”

Peng Yan looked at An Zhenyuan's face, and found that it was not very good-looking, so the two squeezed out of the crowd and approached the alley.

Peng Yan asked worriedly: "It's okay."

An Zhenyuan shook his head, touched the sweat on his forehead, "It's okay, there may be a lot of people, it's hot, and I'm a bit heatstroke."

"Tsk," Peng Yan helped An Zhenyuan untie the collar of his shirt, "I didn't mean you, why are you wearing such tight clothes on a hot day? You are obviously not a decent person, but you still have to wear such tight clothes. Did you do it on purpose?"

An Zhenyuan smiled, and took his hand, "Peng Yan, if I'm in heat casually, it's all your fault." After speaking, he put his arms around the young man's waist, leaned forward and kissed that ignorant mouth.

Peng Yan was taken aback, he squeezed An Zhenyuan's arm, and said while the other was taking a breath, "Is there anyone like you playing hooligans in broad daylight?"

An Zhenyuan let go of Peng Yan, wiped the saliva left on the other's mouth with his fingers, and said with a smile: "That's right, I'm just playing-rogue!!"

Peng Yan thought for a while, then punched An Zhenyuan, "You're a rascal, come on, I'll buy you a box of Huoxiangzhengqi water, you wait for me."

Peng Yan turned around and left, but was grabbed by An Zhenyuan, "Wait, do you know the pharmacy?"

"Do you still need to go to the pharmacy? I bought it on the side of the road just now." Peng Yan had a reasonable expression.

"Ah." An Zhenyuan expressed doubts, "Can I drink it, that one?"

"Hey, you'll know when you smell it." Peng Yan patted his chest, "I know the smell, I've drank it before."

Peng Yan made three steps and took two steps to squeeze into the crowd again. An Zhenyuan went to the shade and waited for him. After a while, he looked at the watch on his wrist. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, the young man still hadn't come back. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the young man's number. Number.

As soon as the color bell rang, the mobile phone in Peng Yan's backpack rang. An Zhenyuan took out the mobile phone from the bag, and it showed "My Beloved Wife Xiaoshan" on it. He ended the call on his mobile phone. call.

An Zhenyuan looked at "Beloved Wife Xiaoshan" for a long time, when the young man ran back from a distance, with sweat on his forehead and flushed face, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw him many years ago, like a A ball of flames broke into his eyes brightly.

"I smell it, it's genuine, drink it, it'll be over in a while!" Peng Yan wiped his sweat with the back of his hand, then shook his T-shirt to cool off.

An Zhenyuan looked at him, then frowned and looked at the Huoxiangzhengqi water in his hand, "Are you sure you're okay?"

Peng Yan said: "Hey, don't you believe it?"

An Zhenyuan opened the bottle cap and drank it in one gulp.

"Seeing that your eyebrows are all wrinkled into [-], is it that bad to drink?" Peng Yan curled his lips, rolled his eyes, and grinned, "Hey, you're quite weak, and you can just lie under my brother obediently in the future. Brother, I promise you... I'll wipe..."

Before Peng Yan finished speaking, An Zhenyuan stuffed a big white rabbit toffee into his mouth, blocking his Youyou's mouth.

"An Xiaoshan, you are so tsundere~~" Peng Yan smiled meanly, An Zhenyuan ignored him and walked straight to the old house, but he was carefully calculating in his heart.

There is a train track in front of the old house, which stretches as far as the eye can see.

It is said that a coal mine was discovered in Lingshui Town, and the coal boss specially built a train track for coal transportation. Because it has not yet been officially opened, Peng Yan and An Zhenyuan walked on the track one after the other.

There are no tall buildings everywhere, and not far away are the endless wheat fields and yellow rapeseed flowers, which are intertwined with yellow and green, which is very beautiful.

Peng Yan raised his hand to shade the sun, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but stare blankly, "It's so beautiful."

An Zhenyuan followed his gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up, and agreed, "Yeah, my mood is different, it's opened up."

The old house has two rooms, which are dilapidated, the yard is full of weeds, and the roof of one of them has collapsed.There are still couplets of unknown year and month hanging on the gate. The festive red color of last year has faded after years of baptism.

"Can people live in this house?" Peng Yan couldn't help asking when he saw the dilapidated state of the old house.

"No." An Zhenyuan said.

"You lived here when you were young?" Peng Yan pointed.

"No, my father bought a house in Yancheng when he adopted me." An Zhenyuan took two steps forward and touched the rusty iron frame, "He would bring me to visit every year to visit his parents' graves. , but all secretly."

Peng Yan stepped forward and patted An Zhenyuan on the shoulder comfortingly.

"I'm fine," An Zhenyuan smiled and shook his head, "I have to repair it when I have time."

"Ah."

An Zhenyuan looked at Peng Yan and said earnestly, "Will you come with me to help Dad go to the grave?"

Peng Yan blinked, "Isn't this what it should be?"

An Zhenyuan hugged Peng Yan very hard.

In the evening, Peng Yan and An Zhenyuan went to the hotel in the town, because they were all refurbished private houses on the second floor, so they chose a room with an open-air balcony.

Peng Yan thought the room was damp, and felt even damper after taking a shower, so he spread the floor from the balcony. The night breeze was blowing, and although it was cool, there were so many mosquitoes, so he lit four coils of mosquito coils around.An Zhenyuan frowned when he saw it, but he didn't want to sleep in the room by himself, so he didn't comment on it.

Peng Yan lay on the bamboo mat with his arms pillowed and his legs crossed, looking at the dark sky. He said faintly, "There is so much smog in the city that you can't even see the stars."

"Yes," An Zhenyuan agreed, but his hands were dishonest, covering Peng Yan's stomach and stroking around.

Peng Yan didn't care, and felt that An Zhenyuan's hand was cold, and it was quite comfortable to scratch it from time to time, but in the next second, his hand stretched in.

"Uncle An, what do you mean?" Peng Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, holding An Zhenyuan's suddenly attacking hand.

An Zhenyuan smiled charmingly, and the hot air from his breath hit Peng Yan's face, "Can't you see? I want to be an ai."

"Get out, today, I just finished this morning," Peng Yan pushed his hand, covering his front door and back, "I need to recuperate!!"

An Zhenyuan stuck out his tongue and licked Peng Yan's earlobe, his voice was very charming, "Just once, okay?"

Peng Yan couldn't stand An Zhenyuan's blatant seduction the most, he swallowed his saliva, his body had already died, but his mouth was stiff, "No!!"

"No?" An Zhenyuan hooked the corner of his mouth and grabbed a handful, "No, why don't you wear anything underneath?"

Peng Yan let out an "awk", defending his trouser waist like a martyr, he really regretted it now, why did he only wear a pair of big pants after taking a shower, now An Zhenyuan doesn't even need to take off his underwear Yes, he just wanted to be cool, but he didn't expect to be misunderstood by someone as Chi Guoguo's seduction.

How could An Zhenyuan miss such a beautiful day, the two of them wore the stars and the moon, and they were in harmony in the open air, the sound drifted around, and the garden was full of beauty.

"Go down, don't, don't shoot it in... I... my day/Your uncle, An Zhenyuan, I just took a shower!!" Peng Yan roared angrily.

"Hush!!" An Zhenyuan put his index finger on his lips, pointing to the room next to him, "Turn on the light, there are people."

Peng Yan cast aside the swaying back on the balcony next door, gritted his teeth resentfully, and suppressed his voice, "Hurry up!"

"No!!" An Zhenyuan hugged Peng Yan, kissed and kissed again, took out his mobile phone out of nowhere, shook it in front of him, and said arrogantly: "How does it feel to be raped by your own wife?"

"What?" Peng Yan held his shaking hand, carefully looked at the contact person above, "Eh..."

An Zhenyuan smiled harmlessly, and his voice was pleasant, and then deliberately pushed back with his "brother" who hadn't come out of the youth, "Honey, talk."

Peng Yan twitched a bit, "Damn, you're too penny-pinching, kid An Xiaoshan, you didn't just...fuck me like this for these four words!!"

An Zhenyuan curled his lips, looking like a good person, Peng Yan raised his eyebrows, knowing that he had no good words.

"Congratulations, you got it!"

Peng Yan rested the back of his hand on his forehead, and said without tears: "Shan, if you are so narrow-minded, you will have no friends."

In the early morning of the next day, the two of them were woken up by Zou Long's phone call, because they were going to the cam company to participate in competitive negotiations on Monday, so before that, Peng Yan had to be familiar with the project objectives and be able to put forward his own advantages.

After breakfast, the two of them headed back to Yancheng.

Peng Yan yawned and moved his cervical spine. He didn't know which nerve was being pulled. He let out a "hiss" and immediately supported his waist with both hands.

An Zhenyuan parked the car on the side of the road, touched Peng Yan's waist, with a worried expression on his face, "What's wrong?"

Peng Yan's face turned red suddenly, but he didn't answer, with an expression of "what do you think".

An Zhenyuan pursed his lips, he rubbed his palms, rubbed Peng Yan's waist, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I won't use that position in the future."

"Are you still planning to use it?" Peng Yan looked shocked, "I have a dancing background, so my body is more flexible, okay? If you change someone else, you would have already ruined it, okay?!"

"I know." An Zhenyuan smiled, "Be careful in the future."

Peng Yan curled his lips, and didn't make any further comments. He looked at his watch and pushed An Zhenyuan, "Okay, let's go, hurry back to Yancheng, there are a lot of things to do."

When he was about to arrive at the company, Peng Yan asked, "Will you go during the negotiation?"

"I'm not going, the business director of the prefectural company will go." An Zhenyuan turned around and looked at Peng Yan's serious expression, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"It's okay, I thought you would go." Peng Yan waved his hands and continued to pinch his waist.

"I'm the chief executive officer. It's inappropriate for me to go to the prefecture and city to negotiate alone. First, it will make people feel that we are too cheap, and second, it will make the managers of the prefecture and city feel that I don't trust them." After finishing speaking, An Zhenyuan thought again After thinking about it, I immediately understood the meaning of Peng Yan's words, "Wei Yiming was there during the negotiation, right?"

"Well, there is him." Peng Yan nodded, "Actually, this is a self-built cam project, not related to ICT. It was originally assigned to the general affairs department, but it is a new product, so it was assigned to Wei Yiming's supervisor. "

An Zhenyuan thought for a while, then smiled lightly: "Peng Yan, what do you mean? Are you afraid of seeing him alone, or what? This is a matter of work, and he won't make things difficult for you."

"Will I be afraid to meet him? How about me and him passers-by?" Peng Yan sneered, "I just want to go with you, and tell him openly that we are still together."

"Putting hatred?"

"No, show affection!"

An Zhenyuan held the steering wheel with one hand, and Peng Yan's with the other, with a voice that had experienced vicissitudes, "We live for ourselves."

"No, I can't swallow this breath, really," Peng Yan clasped his fingers with him, and looked at him seriously, "Your file is gone, you can't work in China, Uncle Yuan's bone marrow, and the two of us separated for a year , Thinking of your bad life, my whole body hurts..."

An Zhenyuan stopped on the side of the road again, he turned his head to look at Peng Yan, "It's all over, Peng Yan, I hope you are happy, we are fine now, aren't we?"

"That's different," Peng Yan withdrew his hand, put it on his lap, looked at the tip of his shoe, and stopped talking.

He understands that when a project manager completes a project, what he wants is not money or status, but a sense of accomplishment, but to enjoy the joy of success.An Zhenyuan is clearly promising, but Wei Yiming hid his files, and he has nothing in the country.

And how innocent Yuan Qing is, Wei Yiming actually bet on other people's lives!

Yuan Qing gave An Zhenyuan a home and warmth, without him there would be no An Zhenyuan today.But when he was powerless to watch his relatives die, that kind of mourning, that kind of helplessness, that kind of helplessness, he was full of anger just thinking about it, he hated Wei Yiming, and he hated himself too!

At the lowest point of his life, Peng Yan was not by his side. Even though they are together now, Peng Yan still has no way not to be concerned about that stolen year! !

An Zhenyuan sighed, took out a cigarette and lit it, "There are a bunch of dogs behind the rich, and it is difficult to move forward in society without money. Wei Yiming's behavior, I actually quite understand. At that time, many things came together. It was a coincidence. If you care about the important people around you, you will be in chaos! If we are more determined and trust each other, so what if he cuts both ways?"

After a long time, Peng Yan turned his head and looked out of the car window, muttering in a low voice, "I just don't want to make you feel wronged!"

An Zhenyuan put his palm on Peng Yan's neck, pulled it over, pressed it against his forehead, and said softly: "I have to be grateful for these grievances, otherwise I really don't know, your feelings for me are already so deep! !"

After a while, Peng Yan smiled with some relief, and kissed An Zhenyuan's mouth, "My dear wife Xiaoshan, you are so virtuous."

An Zhenyuan raised his eyebrows and squeezed Peng Yan's face lovingly, "Don't think about it anymore, although he has money, power and status, he has lost the most precious thing in life, who else is more pitiful than him? ?”

After An Zhenyuan finished speaking, he put out the cigarette and started the engine, and the car started gradually.After hearing An Zhenyuan's words, Peng Yan thought for a while, indeed, who else is more pitiful than him?

When the car arrived at Zou Long's company, An Zhenyuan pulled out the key and smiled mysteriously at Peng Yan, "You'd better win this project. When the tripartite agreement is signed, maybe I will go."

Peng Yan laughed twice, and looked sideways at An Zhenyuan, "Didn't you say that you should live for yourself?"

An Zhenyuan curled his lips, "Let him see with his own eyes that our love is stronger than gold, it will be educational for him."

"Can you be more sour?"

Zou Long communicated with Peng Yan about the precautions and explanations, because An Zhenyuan was sitting leisurely on the leather sofa with a newspaper, and his business director was a little bit on pins and needles.

After communicating for a day, it was finally settled before dinner. Peng Yan stretched his waist and clamored for Zou Long to treat him to western food.

Zou Long is rich and powerful, so he agreed immediately.

During the dinner, when An Zhenyuan and Zou Long went to the bathroom, Gao Shangshen came over mysteriously, took out his mobile phone and put it in front of Peng Yan.

Peng Yanzheng wondered why Gao's face was paralyzed? This is, but after seeing the photo on the phone, he looked up in horror. He looked up at Gao Shang, and said in disbelief: "I/Fuck, you are married?"

Gao Shang showed a shy smile that can be recorded in history, "Well, yes, in the Netherlands."

"My god, my god, my god," Peng Yan was about to go crazy, "You actually made Hua Die obediently submit, and even took wedding photos!! How did you do that?"

Gao Shang's face turned red in an instant, Peng Yan looked at him like this, and immediately made up the discordant picture in his brain, he coughed dryly twice, and wanted to ask Gao Shang about his offensive and defensive attributes, but after thinking about it, it was not necessary at all, Gao Shang is a veteran. Niu Cha coaxed the world's largest general attack.

However, Peng Yan was puzzled, and he scratched his hair, "What do you mean? Comrade Gao Shang, do you want me to make up the red envelope? However, Brother Long didn't tell me such a big thing about getting married. He must be embarrassed, or He doesn't want anyone to know at all, right, so, what do you mean?"

Gao Shang chuckled, the smile was very cheap, "I don't want to be happy secretly, I want to share it."

Peng Yan's face was instantly covered with black lines, "You are spreading hatred, are you doing it?"

"Hush," Gao Shang looked at the door, "Don't tell Xiaolong that I told you, he's embarrassed."

Zou Long opened the door, looked at Peng Yan with a strange face, and Gao Shang with a happy face, "What are you two talking about?"

Peng Yan bared his teeth and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Assistant Gao won't let me say that you two got married secretly."

Gao Shang has a constipated face, and Zou Long has a stroke.

An Zhenyuan sent Peng Yan back to Duzhu courtyard, and when he reached the door, he asked Peng Yan with a smile, "Why is it so bad today?"

"I'm jealous," Peng Yan yawned, rubbing his round belly, "Who made him show off."

After saying this, the car fell into silence, and the crickets came from outside the car.

"Peng Yan," An Zhenyuan pursed his lips and looked at Peng Yan with burning eyes, "Let's get married."

Peng Yan blinked, and was a little dazed for a while, "You, are you proposing to me?"

An Zhenyuan smiled and flicked his nose, "Yes, Peng Xiaoyan children's shoes, would you like to?"

Peng Yan picked his chin, with a smirk on his face, "No."

An Zhenyuan: "..."

Peng Yan raised his eyebrows and flicked An Zhenyuan's forehead, "Are you an idiot? You call me husband, you are my wife, my daughter-in-law, how could I have the nerve to ask you to propose?! I have to do it!!"

An Zhenyuan rubbed his hair, "Don't make a mistake, Peng Yan, you've been down there all the time!"

"Go, go, I'm letting you go, who needs that one!" Peng Yan said.

An Zhenyuan spread out his hands, "Okay, then you tell us to get married, you come to propose, come on."

"No!!" Peng Yan licked his teeth, "I'm not in the mood or creative today, I have to think about it."

"Hey, you took Joe instead," An Zhenyuan helped Peng Yan loosen his seat belt, "Let's go, go up, you have a good rest, I wish you success tomorrow."

Peng Yan was taken aback, "Hey, are you not going up?"

An Zhenyuan curled his lips, "It's best not to have sex before marriage!!"

Hearing this, Peng Yan felt like scolding his mother, "You've said that to me several times, come here!!"

"Teasing you." An Zhenyuan touched Peng Yan's cheek, leaned forward to kiss Peng Yan's lips, and said close to his ear: "I'm afraid I can't help it, but I haven't touched you for more than a year. I will compare you tomorrow." It's important, if your back hurts and you can't get out of bed and delay your business, wouldn't it be my fault again?"

Peng Yanmuran blushed, "You can get it, pay it back, you can't get out of bed and pay it back, you are too exaggerated."

An Zhenyuan smiled and said nothing, got out of the car and helped Peng Yan open the car door, "I will pick you up tomorrow, have a good rest, come on."

Peng Yan took a shower, lay on the bed with water droplets hanging on his face, and grinned foolishly for a while.Feeling the egg was a bit cold, so I put on boxer briefs and rolled around on the soft big bed.

He threw the pillow into the air, then softly smashed it on his stomach, back and forth several times, and finally threw it on the bed with trembling hands, he got out of the bed with bare feet, picked it up, shook his head to calm his mood, and scolded himself , "Damn, so stupid/crazy."

The next day, An Zhenyuan came to his house early. He looked at the young man who fell asleep in the shape of a "big", his eyes narrowed, and his eyes stopped in the middle of some excitement.Finally, he pushed Peng Yan helplessly, "Peng Yan, it's time to get up."

Peng Yan nodded in his sleep, turned over and went back to sleep hugging the quilt again.

An Zhenyuan sighed, pinched Peng Yan's face, put the clothes beside the bed, then got up and walked to the kitchen, put the ingredients he bought into the refrigerator, and started preparing breakfast.

Peng Yan sat up in a daze when he smelled the fragrance. He rubbed his eyes and listened to the noises in the kitchen. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. At this moment, he saw the brand-new shirt and trousers beside the bed.

An Zhenyuan cooked two bowls of noodles with yellow-orange fried eggs on top, made a glass of milk for Peng Yan, and made a cup of coffee for himself. When he was about to call someone, he happened to see Peng Yan in front of the mirror.

Peng Yan buttoned his buttons one by one, but he didn't notice An Zhenyuan who was leaning against the door frame.When he finished tidying up, he happened to see An Zhenyuan's affectionate look in the mirror.

Peng Yan turned around, brushed his broken hair, and said a little stinkingly, "Isn't he handsome?"

"It looks good," An Zhenyuan walked up to Peng Yan and put his arms around his waist, "There is an urge to take it off."

"Get out, don't get wrinkled," Peng Yan pushed An Zhenyuan away, "Hey, when did you buy it, it fits pretty well."

"I went to the metropolis to buy it last night."

Peng Yan was taken aback, "Didn't you go home?"

"No, I thought your business today was more formal, so I picked out a suit for you." An Zhenyuan said while helping Peng Yan straighten his collar.

"thank you."

"You're welcome," An Zhenyuan pointed to the breakfast on the dining table, "Let's eat, I've made it."

Peng Yan hugged An Zhenyuan, and rubbed back and forth like a koala, "An Xiaoshan, you are so virtuous, I have to propose quickly, and I was pried away by others, what should I do."

"Don't say it, it's true, I'm very popular."

After the two of them had breakfast, Peng Yan went to the cam company. After seeing Wei Yiming again, his mentality really improved a lot. Maybe it was what An Zhenyuan said, or maybe it was because he felt very happy now and had no time to hate anymore. This passerby.

Peng Yan confidently explained his own plan, its advantages, and exuded the charm of a mature man. The cam leader who was listening nodded frequently. He knew that Zou Long's plan would win the bid.

When it was over, Wei Yiming called Peng Yan to stop.

Peng Yan suddenly realized that the elder brother in front of him was getting old. Although he was dressed more decently, he couldn't hide his tired body.

Peng Yan waited quietly for him to speak, Wei Yiming sighed incredulously, "Seeing that you are doing well, I am relieved."

Peng Yan nodded but remained silent.

Wei Yiming was a little embarrassed for a while, "Your sister-in-law was pregnant last month. She didn't know it. She fell and lost her child. She was in a bad mood. If you have time..."

Peng Yan said: "You have time to spend more time with her. Mothers are the saddest when the child is gone."

Wei Yiming didn't have the nerve to go on, nodded and changed the subject, "You have a great chance of winning the bid."

Peng Yan smiled, "Thank you."

Wei Yiming smiled, didn't say anything, nodded to Peng Yan, walked around him and left.

Three days later, Zou Long received the notice of winning the bid, saying that after signing the contract tomorrow, everyone gathered at a table to celebrate.

When signing the contract the next day, when An Zhenyuan and Peng Yan went in side by side, Wei Yiming's expression was colorful and unbelievable.

An Zhenyuan behaved elegantly and introduced himself confidently, and the expressions of the other leaders in the cam were quite intriguing.

After the three parties signed the agreement, Wei Yiming shook hands with An Zhenyuan with a smile on his face, and he took another look at Peng Yan, his eyes deepened.

An Zhenyuan hooked the corner of his mouth, "Boss Wei, happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation, Executive Officer An."

As if it was deliberate, the three of them stood in place, waiting for everyone to leave.

An Zhenyuan and Peng Yan stood together, and Wei Yiming stood opposite them.

"Are you here to show off your might?" Wei Yiming said.

"No," An Zhenyuan took a step forward, "We just want you to see, we are together now, 10 years later, 20 years later, 30 years later, will we still be together? Will be separated because of mistrust, betrayal, or even death!"

Wei Yiming clenched his fists, with a forbearing expression on his face.

An Zhenyuan patted Peng Yan on the shoulder, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Peng Yan held his hand.

"Peng Yan." Wei Yiming called to stop him from behind, "Are you really going to live with a man? Your father won't agree."

"He didn't ask me if I agreed when he was looking for an affair, right? You didn't ask him if he agreed when you destroyed An Zhenyuan's file, right?" Peng Yan looked at the other party, looked him straight in the eyes, and suddenly found himself A little mean, this is not his intention, he doesn't want to keep resentment, keep hatred, others can't get rid of it, and he can't get rid of it himself, it's very tiring.

After being silent for a while, Peng Yan sighed and said, "Brother Yiming, the reason why I call you brother is because you accompanied me throughout my childhood. I used to regard you as my brother sincerely, and I always thought that no one would lie to me. , but you exchange other people's sincerity for your own interests, so I won't treat you as an older brother in the future, everyone's way of life is different, I don't blame you now, and I won't hate you anymore, but I don't believe you anymore, never, never."

Wei Yiming clenched his back teeth tightly, as if a big stone was pressing on his chest, he couldn't breathe for a long time, "You, what about your father?"

Peng Yan was silent. An Zhenyuan squeezed his hand. He looked at him and said, "My father will always be my father. I don't recognize him, and so does he. I can't change it. A hundred years from him, I will still cry and cry. Sad, because he is the one who gave birth to me and raised me."

Wei Yiming breathed hard, blinked, "You can forgive him, then why..."

"No, my mother's matter does not exist. I will forgive or not. That is what he owes my mother. But without a complete family, it's not that I'm sorry, but he owes me." Peng Yan lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked up again Looking at Wei Yiming, "He stopped us for a different reason than you. He did it for me. What about you? I hope you look back and see what you have gained and lost over the years. It is irreparable, what can be repaired after a dead sheep."

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was a bit dull for a moment. When passing by the place where Mo Haiping lived, Peng Yan said softly, "Zhenyuan, I want to see my father."

An Zhenyuan said "OK", then turned the steering wheel and drove towards the destination.

At the gate of the community, Peng Yan did not let An Zhenyuan drive into the courtyard, because at this time Mo Haiping was just like the usual old men, wearing an ordinary undershirt, holding a banana fan, and a cup of strong brewed by his lap. Sitting on the small stone pier at the door, playing chess with another old man.The opponent regretted the move, and he pointed his finger at it, and his saliva would drown the others.

old.

Mo Haiping didn't have the aura of the general manager at that time.Peng Yan thinks about it, in fact, he can find someone to spend the rest of his life with him, but after so many years, he is still cumbersome, he is just an ordinary person, he also has emotions and desires, and makes mistakes.

Wait another five years, ten years, 20 years, then he will be older, he can't cook, he can't do laundry, so much pension every month, maybe he can afford a nanny, maybe he needs himself Solve it, no one can take care of this stubborn old man.

Maybe he can go to a nursing home. In the registration form, he may fill in the widowhood. He may mark whether there are children. Then he will look at flowers every day, raise birds, play chess, and talk to a few old men and women about their youth. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I think about my wife who has forgotten his face. Maybe one afternoon, he will lie on a bamboo chair, shake a fan, and slowly close his eyes in front of the sunset. so.

However, he was in a hurry to call Dad again.

An Zhenyuan patted his shoulder and squeezed it gently. He turned his head and smiled, his voice trembling, "Let's go."

The car drove away slowly. When turning a corner, Peng Yan took a casual look and happened to see Aunt Li who was shopping for vegetables. He asked An Zhenyuan to stop, "Do you have any money?"

An Zhenyuan threw his wallet to him, "There's only about 2000 yuan in cash, is that enough? I'll go get it if it's not enough."

"Enough, let's do this first." Peng Yan took out a stack, and he pointed to Aunt Li, "My nanny."

An Zhenyuan took a look, nodded, "Go."

After speaking, he jumped out of the car and stopped Aunt Li.

In the car, An Zhenyuan watched Peng Yan and the middle-aged woman chat enthusiastically, with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth.

When Peng Yan came back, his expression was much more relaxed.An Zhenyuan didn't ask any questions, and kept everything in silence.But he understood that he really let go of those painful memories of the youth.

The two of them were slack and took a beautiful/beautiful afternoon nap. After An Zhenyuan woke up, he kissed Peng Yan and said softly: "I'll go out for a while, come back at night, and wait for me for nothing."

Peng Yan closed his eyes and turned over, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This sleep lasted all afternoon. When Peng Yan woke up, it was almost dark. He found his mobile phone and dialed An Zhenyuan's number, "Where is it?"

An Zhenyuan: "Yancheng University."

Peng Yan sat up, "Why are you running there?"

An Zhenyuan: "Xiaoqun got into a fight with someone, and I'll come over to deal with it. You just woke up?"

Peng Yan clasped his toes, "You didn't die, did you?"

An Zhenyuan smiled over there, "No, this kid beat him up, but he didn't fight back. The teacher couldn't stand it anymore, so he called me."

"You can still laugh," Peng Yan turned his head, remembering that gentle boy that day, but forgot his name, "Is the person who beat him called Shengru?"

"Call Fang Rusheng!" An Zhenyuan said, "You know him?"

"I don't know." Peng Yan smiled "hehe", "When will you come back? The lazy pig at home is going to starve to death."

"Hurry up, I think the two of you are fine, after some education, what do you want to eat?"

"Eat you," Peng Yan lay on the bed, stroking his brother, "Come back soon, I'm shooting!! It's in high spirits, and it will cry if you don't come back, leaving a lot of white tears."

An Zhenyuan: "..."

Peng Yan laughed loudly, "I'm kidding you."

An Zhenyuan roared, "Can this be a joke!!"

Peng Yan pouted, and moved the microphone away, "What are you doing, it's so noisy."

An Zhenyuan: "What do you think? Don't seduce me. I don't have enough self-control. If you're like this, I'll be tough!!"

"Damn, come back quickly," Peng Yan jumped out of the bed, took out the notebook with the cover of "One Piece" that had been kept for a long time, and said softly: "I propose marriage!!"

After a long time, An Zhenyuan said, "Immediately."

Peng Yan put on his t-shirt and shorts, took his notebook and went to the door.He folded his arms and looked around the bend for a moment.

As long as that person is worth the wait, he can wait for no reason.

There is always someone who will turn on the light at home to light the way home for the other party.

"Di Di-"

Peng Yan curled his lips and watched Cayenne getting closer.

An Zhenyuan jumped out of the car, hugged Peng Yan and kissed him, "How are you going to propose?"

Peng Yan took out his notebook, "Do you still remember this?"

An Zhenyuan took a look, there were Peng Yan's handwriting and his own signature on it, he smiled, "I remember."

"I promised to pick me up sooner or later to pay back the money, but you broke your promise."

"Yes, yes, I will pay it off in the next few months."

"You can't finish it. You see, you have been procrastinating for more than 400 days, and the interest has been doubled."

"Then," An Zhenyuan hooked his nose and hugged his waist, "then what do you say?"

"What should I do?" Peng Yan snorted, grabbed An Zhenyuan's collar and kissed deeply, "Executive An, draw up an agreement to be my wife for the rest of my life, I want you."

The author has something to say: I will write Zhang He Fanwai next, and there will be about 3 Xiaoshan Fanwais. At the request of someone, there will be some in the car. . . . .