The arrogant little green plum is sweet and sticky, and is peeking at me again

After the wedding, Feng Zheng was still very happy.

Feng Zheng always felt that he was quite strong. He had not cried in front of Yan Shu before, but he had to hold it back.

Tonight, when he called grandma, it was his father who answered the phone. Feng Zheng felt something was wrong at that time.

Dad does not live with grandma.

Grandma started to suffer from insomnia about half a month ago. She would have gone to bed at this time before, and Feng Zheng would not disturb her.

But she has been sleeping late every day for half a month.

Feng Zheng sometimes goes home early and calls her on the way to make the old lady happy.

But he didn't call her for more than a week, mainly because he had a bad flu and his voice was hoarse. In addition, the monthly exam was coming up soon, and he was afraid that his grades would drop too much, so he had been reviewing, so he thought about calling grandma after the results came out.

Then the suicide incident came out. He saw it too clearly and had nightmares at night.

Grandma was too sensitive to his emotions. Feng Zheng was afraid that she would find out, so he didn't call.

As a result, he kept making excuses and delaying.

Then he heard his father sighing on the other end of the phone, "Xiao Zheng, grandma is gone."

At that moment, Feng Zheng's heart sank.

His first reaction was to stutter, "No, no, she's not at home? Then I, I'll call later..."

"Grandma passed away." His father broke his fantasy directly.

He even added, "A week ago."

Feng Zheng didn't know why he hung up the phone, nor did he know what his father said next.

He didn't listen to it. He opened his phone with shaking hands to book a ticket, but suddenly came to his senses. A week ago, he couldn't see his grandma when he went back.

Nothing was left...

He didn't have a grandma anymore.

Feng Zheng didn't know where to go in that moment.

His parents divorced early and started their own families.

But he was not an unattended child. They were very good to him.

Before, his father and mother wanted to take him to live with them, but his grandmother said that they were still young and it would not be appropriate to take Feng Zheng with them if they wanted to get married.

So he has always been with his grandmother.

But even so, he was not a left-behind child. His parents would usually come to see him and take him out to play. They told him from a young age that they loved him.

Feng Zheng's cheerful personality was most influenced by his grandmother.

But later, his parents got married, and Feng Zheng would occasionally go to their house for dinner. Both sides were very good and polite to him.

But he was just a guest.

Feng Zheng knew it, but he never complained about anything. He still had his grandmother.

As long as he had his grandmother, he had a home.

But now he has no grandmother.

Feng Zheng whispered, "Zhang Xian, I'm very sad."

Zhang Xian didn't dare to think about how sad a person would be to cry and vomit at the same time.

She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Do you need a hug? If you're afraid that I'm a woman and you're embarrassed, you can hug me when Brother Yan comes back."

She didn't ask Feng Zheng why he was sad. He was so sad that he vomited. Wouldn't asking him again make his wound hurt again?

Feng Zheng choked. Sometimes he couldn't keep up with Zhang Xian's thoughts. Did he still care about men and women at this time?

He reached out and took the tissue from her hand, "You really..."

Zhang Xian squatted in front of him innocently and reminded him, "Well, I only have this one, you should use it sparingly."

Feng Zheng:...

When Yan Shu came out after shopping, he saw the two of them staring at each other.

He remembered that Xu Mi'er had curiously asked why the two of them didn't like each other?

Yan Shu was also curious at this time, and then he felt helpless. Forget it. The two of them didn't look like they would like each other now.

He handed Feng Zheng water and tissues, "Wipe your tears and rinse your mouth."

Feng Zheng coughed lightly, his voice sounded a little strange, "Thank you."

When he was done, he stuffed a mouthful of candy into his mouth.

Don't say it, it's really much more comfortable to do this.

Although I felt that I was vomiting out of anger at the beginning.

He glanced at Zhang Xian who was still squatting, "Next time you look at those messy things, can you put my position in the right place?"

Yan Shu: ? ? ?

Zhang Xian stood up with shining eyes, and then hissed a few times, "Ah, ah, ah, numb. No, you also look at this? You can't??"

She winked as she said that.

Feng Zheng gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand for her to help, and then said, "Don't force me to beat you

ah! "

Yan Shu raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at this scene. Why does this make him feel more cunning than when Zhang Xian deliberately disgusted him and called him Brother Feng Zheng?

It must be that I have been affected by my small ears recently. I really want to knock everything I see!

The last three of them waited for Feng Zheng to assure them that everything was fine, and then they went to the convenience store and sat down to eat ice cream.

Zhang Xian finally understood why Feng Zheng was so sad.

Such a cheerful and strong young man would choke up when he mentioned the word "grandma".

"I know they may think that I am about to take the college entrance examination and cannot influence me. It may even be my grandma who told me specifically, but I am still very sad. I didn't even see my grandma for the last time..." Feng Zheng said He whispered, "I hated them in my heart at that moment."

Neither Yan Shu nor Zhang Xian spoke.

Feng Zheng didn't either, looking at the ice cream in his hand with dull eyes.

Until Zhang Xian's cell phone rang, her mother asked her why she hadn't come back yet and did she need to pick it up?

Zhang Xian said, "I'm almost home. I met my classmates and had a chat. Don't worry."

It wasn't until she hung up the phone that Feng Zheng spoke, "It's getting late. Let's go back. I'm going back too."

Yan Shu frowned slightly and watched him stand up, "You really can't stay at my house tonight, right? I have a guest room."

Feng Zheng glanced at him, with a joking smile in his voice, "For the sake of my innocence, let's keep our distance."

Zhang Xian on the side chuckled a few times, "Don't pay attention, I'm joking, hehe~"

Feng Zheng reached out and patted her head. It seemed that he was weak, "I really slapped you. Get up and take you home."

"Hey! You didn't even wash your hands just now!"

"I washed! That bottle of water was finally used to wash hands!"

"Isn't it?"

...

Yan Shu watched the two men wave to him and walked forward one after the other.

I feel like it’s better to stop knocking my little ears, these two feel like they can fight at any time.

After all, the two of them knew each other and had dinner together in their last life, but there was never any spark between them, so they may not be able to in this life, right?

However, Zhang Xian was a freelance photographer in her previous life, always traveling around the world with a camera on her back.

Feng Zheng, on the other hand, started a small company by himself, so the two of them didn't have much interaction.

Just, let it be.

Yan Shu watched them walk away before standing up, stretching, and finally sighed.

There are far more worries at this age than adults think.

——

Some people said before that Zhang Xian called Feng Zheng brother a bit weird, but actually it was a weird and yin-yang way of calling him, the kind of thing good friends would joke about.

It’s the same disgusting way Feng Zheng used to call Brother Yan on purpose~

Didn’t the two of them call themselves brother Zheng and sister Xian earlier?

It’s just a joke between good friends, hahaha!

At present, the two of them are mixed with tofu and green onions, and they are clean! ! ! ! !