Break Up, Next

In the evening, a very ordinary black Volkswagen drove slowly on the road, and finally stopped at the gate of an older community.

City A was still very hot at the end of August, and even in the evening, there was not a few clear breeze.Regardless of whether the air-conditioning in the car would slip out, Su Fu opened the window next to the driver's seat.The windows of the car were opened very thoroughly, and Su Fu could clearly see people in the windows of a household on the third floor of the second building in the old community. It was looming, and he should be busy preparing dinner.

That is his home, to be precise, the home ten years ago.Since coming out of the closet, he has never stepped into the house again, especially after living with He Shaoqi, the family broke off with him directly.Every time you just pass by, stop the car and take a few nostalgic glances.

He is homesick, and he has missed it most recently.

Every time He Shaoqi's mother picked Su Fu as a prick against Su Fu, and He Shaoqi looked after his mother to make Su Fu tolerate, Su Fu was especially homesick.He is too tired recently, and sometimes he can’t help thinking, he and He Shaoqi in the past ten years, from college, to graduation, to work, to coming out, he has always believed that the unsuspecting love is about to be ruined. In this married life?

Of course, they did not have a legally recognized marriage, but after the He family’s parents let go, he moved into the He family and began this repressive "post-marriage life."

He's mother is a very fond of her son. He Shaoqi is gay, but the process of coming out is not difficult, because his mother loves him so much, even if she is not willing, she can't bear to embarrass her son.But He's mother's doting was only given to He Shaoqi, and because his son liked men's unwillingness and resentment, he could only turn a corner and vent on Su Fu.

Su Fu and He Shaoqi met when they were in college. They were in the dormitory next door. They were together in their freshman year. They were both eighteen years old that year, and they were just adults.This relationship is very stable, even a bit too stable.People say they broke up after graduation, and they are still together after graduation.

After graduation, both of them went home and came out. Su Fu ended up being kicked out of the house, and He Shaoqi, nothing happened, but at that time He's mother did not recognize Su Fu's existence.That year, they were twenty-two, just about to enter society.

After graduating, Su Fu worked as an English teacher in the No. 1 Middle School of City A, and He Shaoqi worked as an intern at a branch of the famous Duan Group.The relationship between the two people during that time was the same as before, stable.They lived together, in a small apartment rented outside, and fought a protracted battle with He's mother.

Grinding year after year, finally, two years later, He's mother let go and let his son take Su Fu home.Su Fu offered tea to He's father and He's mother, and he was regarded as entering He's house.Su Fu was very happy that day and felt that all the hard work and persistence for so many years were worthwhile.But later, Su Fu gradually discovered that Mother He did not really accept him in her heart.

The first two years were better, but Su Fu always listened to He Shaoqi's words and endured.Time did not allow He's mother to accept Su Fu slowly, but instead waited to see him more and more.Last year, he was arguing about holding his grandson, Su Fu endured his eyes for several weeks, and finally he said to adopt a child.He and He Shaoqi were only twenty-six years old at the time, and the law stipulated that they could not be adopted before the age of thirty. However, there were people in the orphanage in the He family, and the child was brought back. It was a boy who was only two years old.

Those who are adopted are adopted after all, after all, they are not related by blood.Mother He enjoyed the fun of holding her grandson for a few days, and she got bored within a few months.This year is more interesting. Just a few days ago, He's mother asked Su Fu to go to the hospital for a uterine transplant and give her a real grandson.After so many years, Su Fu's temperament has long been worn out, but in the good-tempered Su Fu's opinion, this request of He's mother is not only excessive, but also unreasonable.He refused, which directly caused He's mother's cold eyes on him these days.

The sultry air outside the car blows in, blowing away the original air-conditioning wind in the car, hitting people hot, but recalling so many things, Su Fu only felt cold and tired all over.

Su Fu stared at the windows of the second building and the third floor, but suddenly a person's head protruded from the window, looking towards it.Su Fu was so scared that he drove away quickly, his head was still stunned, he only stepped on the accelerator and forgot to hit the steering wheel, and instantly ran into the car parked in front.

"boom!"

The body shook suddenly, and Su Fu sat on the seat blankly, sweating out of fright.

The impact was not light, and all the people passing by were looking at them. Su Fu gradually recovered. It is estimated that the car would have to touch a lot of paint even if it hadn't crashed.Su Fu didn't know much about cars, but even so, he knew that it was definitely not an ordinary car by just taking a look at the car in front.

The car owner in front was not doing anything well, Su Fu hurriedly released his seat belt and got out of the car.

As he approached the car, Su Fucai carefully glanced at the car's logo. With just one glance, his heart sank. Rolls-Royce... Carefully glanced at the car's butt. As expected, a little paint came off, but it was not very serious, Su Fu felt a little relieved. In contrast, his car's front was slumped a bit.

At this time, the owner opened the window.

Su Fu hurriedly bent over and looked at the car window, and said apologetically: "Sorry, I'm distracted, are you all right?"

You, not you, there are two people in the car.The car owner and a four or five-year-old boy, interestingly, did not have any expressions on the big and small faces, neither the anger of being hit by the car nor the aggressive demand for compensation.

The man sitting in the driver's seat wore a white shirt. The shirt was clean and meticulous, but the collar was loose, revealing a trace of leisure and laziness. The man was very handsome, with a natural extravagance.Su Fu thought, no wonder driving a Rolls-Royce, rich people almost look like this, unsmiling and pretending to be serious.

However, to Su Fu's expectation, the man was not the facial paralysis he had imagined. Instead, he nodded his head in a friendly manner. Although the expression on his face did not have much smile, it was still soft and did not give people a serious sense of oppression.

"It's okay."

It may mean that I don’t know if there is anything wrong with the car.

Su Fu was a little embarrassed, and said quickly: "The paint fell off the car. I'm sorry, I will compensate."

Maybe he thought that Su Fu had a good attitude. The man smiled slightly, opened the door and got out of the car, walked around and took a look at Su Fu's car.

"A little problem, people are fine."

The man walked around and stood by the car door.

Su Fu didn't expect that he was so easy to talk, and for a while, he was a little stunned, and then quickly returned to the car to find a notebook, took a pen, brushed his name and cell phone number, tore it down and handed it to the man.

"I'm sorry, this is my mobile phone number. Let me fix the cost of the car. Just text me the card number and amount."

Su Fu didn't know if the man's words just now meant not to hold him accountable, but for Su Fu, others' failure to hold him accountable was kind, but it was a matter of principle if he was not responsible.

The man glanced at the note in his hand, took a look at Su Fu, nodded and returned to the car without saying no.

It is estimated that they are waiting for someone, Su Fu no longer interrupted, nodded and prepared to drive home.

Perhaps it was because there were children in the family. The cool face of the little boy in the back seat attracted Su Fu's attention.Don’t all kids at this age have soft grandma?Thinking of the always well-behaved and milky scrolls at home, Su Fu couldn't help but smile.The cool face of this little boy is exactly the same as that of that man, and it is almost always his father and son.

The little boy in the car noticed Su Fu's gaze and glanced at him indifferently, his brows were slightly frowned, one small hand was holding the back of the other and the other was secretly kneading behind him.

Su Fu saw this little detail sharply, coupled with the little boy's cool and forbearing expression, guessing that when the two cars collided just now, the little boy twisted his hands.

Back to the driver's seat window, Su Fu knocked on the closed car window.

The man turned his head and glanced at him and pressed the window button.

"Is the kid's hand hurt?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, then looked back at the child sitting in the back seat, "Xiao Ke, what's wrong with his hands?"

The little boy glanced at Su Fu dissatisfiedly, hid his hands, pretending to be okay with his cool face, and said nothing.

So the man got out of the car, opened the door of the back seat, took the child out and put it on the ground, took his hand to look, and asked him where it hurts.

The little boy glanced at Su Fu's eyes even more dissatisfied, as if he was annoying Su Fu to be nosy.

Su Fu smiled, knelt down and pulled his left hand, gently rubbed his wrist, "Is it twisted here?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the little boy's eyes.

Su Fu's smile is bigger, no matter how cool he pretends, he is a child.

"Children’s bones are very fragile. If you don’t talk about it, the consequences will be serious. Now my uncle asks you, is it painful?"

The little boy was obviously not used to this kind of coaxing tone. He pulled his hand back unnaturally, patted the man's hand, and said coolly: "Twist."

Su Fu was a little frustrated. It was very effective to coax the scrolls like this at home. Why didn't it work for this kid?

The man smiled and picked up the child with satisfaction in his tone, "Little man, it's okay, let auntie see it later."

Hearing the man's compliment, the little boy proudly raised his head, and said to Su Fu who was on the side: "The more coaxed the child, the more naive he is, and he will not grow up."

The immature voice was fascinating and calm, a bit contrary, a bit cute, Su Fu shook his head funny.

"Boss, I'm here, I'm here, I blame my mother, I've made so many things for me, I've been waiting for a long time! These are all my mother asked me to bring you, absolutely exclusive delicacy, my mother Do it yourself, Boss, you and the little Boss have an oral!"

The young people who ran out of the gate of the community were chattering with large bags and small bags.The man opened the trunk, and the young man put bags of things in, not forgetting to introduce them one by one.

What a sunny person!With a sigh of emotion, Su Fu silently returned to his car, sat in the driver's seat and watched the young man dancing and then got into the car with the man.

It suddenly occurred to me that I had forgotten to tell the man that he was also responsible for the medical expenses of the child. I hurriedly got out of the car and wanted to say something. The car in front had already started and drove away.

Su Fu held on to the car door, looked at the shadow of the car going away, sighed, forget it, how can anyone who can drive a few million cars care about the medical expenses? Maybe the repair fee will not send text messages. Let him compensate.

When I got in the car, I turned my head and looked at the window on the third floor of the second building. There was no one, and finally drove home.