Story: Ten years after breaking up, I met my first love again, and she became my son's homeroom teacher

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1

Ten years later, I saw Wen Ran again at my son's parent-teacher conference.

The seven-year-old son went to elementary school this year, and in the pride of Yang Juan's spring breeze, Xiao Yingying walked into the school.

In order to go to this experimental primary school, the two of us are buying a house and looking around for a relationship, as if as long as the son can spend six years here, it is equivalent to stepping into Tsinghua with one foot.

In fact, from this day on, my son just changed places to continue sleeping and eating snacks, while his father stepped into the grave with one foot.

Because, at the freshman class meeting, I met my son's homeroom teacher, Mr. Wen, my savage girlfriend from college.

The class was full of parents, the existing bench could not meet the parents present, and when I looked back, I saw that there were several lines of people standing behind the classroom.

This is a group of parents who are like Yang Juan, who hope to become a son and a daughter, and look at their children with a look at the future crown prince throughout the whole process, and from time to time they have to compare with the little one next to them, so as to draw the conclusion that everything else is floating clouds, and my son is the first in the world.

On such an occasion, Yang Juan should really come in person, and in less than five minutes, she can build a group chat.

Wen Ran glanced up at the parents under his eyes, and just said the words "Dear parents, hello everyone", and he was stunned. Probably because I was sitting in my seat in the middle of the classroom, she bumped into my gaze as soon as she raised her eyes.

Wen Ran's face turned red as soon as it was "smacked", and I quickly lowered my head, put my hands in my coat pocket, and didn't dare to look up again the whole time. Where is this new student theme class meeting, it is clearly a criticism meeting!

I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have promised Yang Juan to let her go shopping, if I didn't agree... Forget it, it's too late.

I knew in my heart that her blushing was not frightened by the crowded scene in the classroom, but she did not expect that Shen Yi, a dead scumbag, was actually sitting below.

The freshman theme class was only half an hour before and after, but I unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

After the class meeting, I sat on the bench and got up for a long time, not because I didn't want to go, but because my legs under the table were very weak and numb. I had to plan to wait for Wen Ran to leave, and then I would slip away.

Oh, I didn't expect that after ten years, I would still be so intimidated in front of her.

Ten years after breaking up, I met my first love again, and she became my son's homeroom teacher

Ask yourself, that incident back then, I am not completely sorry for her.

So why hasn't I explained it to her, probably because she is a taekwondo black belt, and I am skinny and skinny to save my life.

It wasn't until the people in the classroom were finished that Wen Ran cleared his throat and pretended to be calm: "This parent, you can go home." ”

I looked up embarrassedly, grinned awkwardly, and nodded mechanically.

Wen Ran was as frank and brave as ever, holding two books around him, standing on the podium, condescendingly tilting his head to look at me, and his pale and cold face seemed to say: "I see that you dare to take half a step today, and the old lady breaks your dog leg." ”

Really, I already knew that she was my son's class teacher, and no matter how Yang Juan made trouble, I would not agree to buy this piece of school district house. Six years, if nothing else, during my son's elementary school years, I was likely to have to meet her regularly.

For the first time, I was extremely hopeful that my son would jump six levels in a row and go straight to junior high school with an arrow step.

I stood up, turned stiffly, and circled around the table and chair bench, ready to flee the scene with a gray back.

"Shen Muyang, your son?"

A series of mighty voices sounded behind me, and I sighed quietly, turned my back to Wen Ran, and let out a dull "Hmm."

This name is still yang juan, she said that this name looks like a husband and wife love, can reflect the parents' strong love for their children. I also think this name is very good, but it comes out of Wen Ran's mouth, and it has a somewhat sour taste.

"Don't you know me?"

Wen Ran avoided all kinds of polite words, stepped off the podium, and walked toward the back door of the classroom as he spoke.

I could clearly feel a chill behind my back, and I began to subconsciously regain my college vigilance in case she grabbed my neck from behind and made a crisp over-the-shoulder fall. Or hang on to the hem of my coat and ravage it like beef.

Really, my body is not as good as when I was younger, and I really can't stand such a force value.

I swear that from now on, Shen Muyang's parents' meeting will be entrusted to Yang Juan.J.

I coughed twice to cheer myself up, turned around, and politely said, "Good coincidence, you, you are actually the class teacher of Class 3." ”

"What, you didn't know who the 3rd class teacher was before?"

Wen Ran casually placed the book in his arms on a desk next to him, supported the table with his hand, and asked with a slight frown. That tone, inside and outside the words, obviously hid another layer of meaning: "What's the matter, Shen Yi, I didn't expect you to fall into the clutches of the old lady again." ”

I simply straightened my clothes and pretended to be calm: "The child's affair has always been in my wife's care, and today she can't come, if ..."

"Come on, let's talk."

I raised my eyelids and looked at her hurriedly, and the determined and fierce look in my eyes immediately made me start to make trouble, thinking in my heart, "Grandma, we have been turning over the pages of the two of us for many years, what is there to talk about", but the mouth still obediently smiled and replied: "Okay." ”

If this strand of sneaky and obedient energy can be used on the company's leaders, then I think I am now more or less a middle level.

Wen Ran didn't care about my panic at all, and directly asked me to wait in the corridor, she entrusted another colleague to watch the shift, and then went back to the office to put things away. A few minutes later, with an orange bucket bag in one hand and a white coat in the other, she calmly walked toward me and said lightly, "Let's go." ”

walk? Where to go?

I suspect she wanted to take me to the playground, which was spacious and easier to play.

Don't ask me why I am so experienced, but if she was gentle with me and patient, I would never say break up on WeChat, followed by deletion, shutdown, and moving... A range of hands-on operations.

I saw my son moving around in his seat through the hallway window, the snacks hidden in the table looming in his hand.

This contrarian... It was like that when I went to school.

I followed Wen Ran through the playground, out of the south gate of the school, and crossed the road, just across the street was a newly opened Starbucks.

Wen Ran pointed to a seat by the window and smiled, "Just sit there, there is no sunlight." ”

I sat down by the window according to her arrangement, and she went to the front desk and ordered two hot American dishes.

My eyes followed her footsteps from the front desk to the seat, in case she put any medicine in the hot American. After all, that's how Wu Dalang sacrificed that year.

In many movies, when the hero and heroine meet again after many years, there will be an old opening sentence, such as "How are you", "Long time no see", "How have you lived all these years".

I'm also ready to rely on a little bit of film accumulation to break the current embarrassment.

She was still as always, with her own aura. Seeing that my Qiongyao-style lines were about to jump out of my mouth, I was blocked back by her.

"I heard you're mixing well now!"

Wen Ran's appearance is more like Jin Yong's martial arts novels, and all the pandering or politeness of the beginning and the end are superfluous in her dictionary. More like a taekwondo arena, when you kick before you do it, you never politely ask the other person first: "Do you carry a punch?" ”

When she finished, she took a sip of the coffee in her hand and turned her head to look out the window.

There was a black Mercedes on the road in front of the school, only C-class. In Yang Juan's words, there is no Lizi, the face still has to be put on, she cares about the face kung fu.

I waved my hand in embarrassment and smiled, and said, "Wherever there is, it is the leaders above who eat meat, and I will follow up with some bones." ”

From her sneering grin, I immediately felt that it was too early.

When the ex meets, it is better than who has a better life, I am so modest, is not it equivalent to punching myself in the face, sloppy.

Without waiting for her to speak, I added two sentences with a weak heart: "Of course, this bone is not something that anyone can chew." The leader said that I was a careful and serious person, so in comparison, I was more appreciative, lucky, lucky. ”

I felt weak in my heart, if feng zong of the company heard this, according to his urine nature, the guarantee would be recorded, placed at the door of the company with a loudspeaker for twenty-four hours without interruption, while playing, but also shouted to others: "On the face, it must be Shen Yi." ”

In fact, I stayed in this company for eight years before I finally got mixed up in the position of group leader. In this way, it was because a colleague in the same group jumped ship, which was my turn.

These details will not be mentioned, and anyway, the death cannot be fully entrusted to Wen Ran.

The reason why I became the vice president of the student union at that time was because Wen Ran had asked two other competitors to go for a walk in the playground the night before.

The next day, I didn't know how to do it, the two people could not participate in the competition speech because of the fracture, and I was able to fish for a vice president in vain.

During my tenure, the president and other department classmates were very respectful to me, praising me for my ability and finding an intriguing girlfriend.

I'm not an idiot, of course I can hear the meaning, they are changing the law to scold me for eating soft rice. But I am not angry, after all, this kind of blessing is indeed not everyone's.

It is a blessing and a curse.

When we were in college, there was a very popular TV series called "My Savage Girlfriend". I really hate the women in their dormitory, let the fourth or sixth level not to work hard, to give others Amway divine drama has a hand.

After playing there, Wen Ran felt that the skill he had learned finally had a place to play.

Wen Ran grew up in a privileged family, in addition to taekwondo, guzheng and calligraphy are also involved.

She said that her father originally wanted to raise her to be a gentle and virtuous, brilliant girl, but he was afraid that he would be bullied if he was too weak, so he gave her an extra interest class in taekwondo.

The old father's thoughts about the little lover are all over the world, but even her father did not think that taekwondo was the right way to open the baby daughter. Since then, Guzheng calligraphy has been a passerby, and only taekwondo knows my heart.

Wen Ran's calligraphy tuition fee was adrift, until he went to college, Wen Ran's writing was still very bad, crooked and twisted, like a group of Wang Eight fighting on paper. There are two words written with great taste, that is, my name "Shen Yi", dashing and vigorous.

In Wen Ran's words, this is fate, she wrote her name for so many years, or how to write the "Ran" word, occasionally write fast, unconsciously become the word "again". Even if it can't be written wrong, this word is like being hit by evil, how to write is not good, standing next to the word "Wen", much like a funny beam jumping clown.

To this end, I once secretly practiced her name for a long time, and found that it was difficult to write well. But I don't die, I always think that one day, I can write her name very beautifully, just like when she writes my name, she can show a very proud look on her face.

However, before we could wait for that day, we separated.

Thinking like this, I suddenly felt aching in my chest. I took the coffee in front of me in my hand and took a big sip, never letting her see my thoughts.

We both kept silent about the breakup, and she didn't grab me by the neckline as I expected. After doing this for a while, I began to open the conversation box voluntarily.

"I remember that you were going to study translation abroad, how... I've become an English teacher..." At the end of the day, I was obviously a little underwhelmed.

Ten years on, and it's not known if she already knows the truth.

At that time, my love affair with Wen Ran had to be dead and alive, to be more detailed, mainly because I often died and lived in pain in the infirmary. Every time he came out, Wen Ran said to me pitifully, "I won't do it next time..."

In this way, even the doctor in the infirmary was tired of hearing it, and shook his head and said to her, "You can just tap it next time." ”

The other three people in the dorm didn't sympathize with me at all, and when I lay in bed screaming in pain and asking the three guys to bring me a meal, they would always say in unison, "Deserved!" Eat on you! ”

They couldn't understand that there were so many women on the big campus, although many of them were not as beautiful as Wen Ran, but all of them were better than her temper, how could I have to fall in love with her like a masochist.

To tell you the truth, on this point, even I can't understand it, maybe it's just a simple Wang Ba looking at the green beans and looking at it.

Well, I'm that damn King Eight.

So that later with Yang Juan's blind date, it took me almost two years to ease up, it turned out that the creature of the girl, not all of them are barbaric attributes, and finally know why those three roommates often look at me like monsters.

"Why do you have to learn to translate, I like children." When Wen Ran said this, the corners of her mouth rose and pretended to be gentle, looking like the silly white sweetness in the TV series.

I squinted my eyes slightly twice to make sure it wasn't the opposite, and then nodded in agreement.

I think my son will know in the future that Teacher Wen likes children very much, but the premise is that you must obey, otherwise she will tell you with practical actions that you don't like the end. Moreover, the son did not know that there was an insurmountable love-hate feud between his father and the new class teacher, and it was difficult to guarantee that she would not declare a personal vendetta.

Actually, we really didn't talk about anything important. However, when I came home that night, I still had a big fight with Yang Juan. I said I was going to change schools for my son, and she scolded me for being kicked in the head by a donkey.

2

The next day at work, I just sat in my seat and was told to have a meeting. Is it that the leaders of every company like to brainwash employees in the name of meetings on Mondays, and in that hour, the salary increase is never mentioned, and the topic of dedication is endless.

After ten minutes of the meeting, Li Xiaofeng sent me a WeChat message: "I heard that you met with the Tibetan mastiff yesterday?" In which hospital, send me a location. ”

I put my phone back on the table, and my mind began to flutter uncontrollably.

I only contacted Li Xiaofeng two years ago, and I asked to come out and eat hot pot once. The dead ghost is still the same virtue, obviously there is no amount of alcohol and still hold the bottle and do not let go, drink too much and start to talk nonsense.

"Shen Yi, we all support you in breaking up with that Tibetan mastiff." You look at your college life, there has never been a semester without hanging up the lottery, she just treated you as a sandbag for fun, and the woman didn't love you at all. ”

"After you broke up, she came to us in a fake way and asked for news about you, and we said we didn't know, and she said that if she let her know who was lying, she would knock out the man's head." It's so dangerous, a few of us really don't know. ”

"Shen Yi, you are wise, you are great, if I were you, I would definitely pull out my leg and run, hiding at the end of the world." Come and cheer for your secret escape! Dude knows your suffering, it's over, it's all over..."

I smothered my head and drank the wine he handed over.

In fact, I never wanted to hide from her, and even in the first few years, I hoped that she would find me.

Probably providence, when the two of us were together, I hid whenever we quarreled, for fear of being caught by her.

But just when she rushed into the men's toilet with a mop, I felt that there was no place for me in this world, hiding was also white hiding, so I was calm, and when I quarreled, I obediently said: "Don't punch your face."

She laughed wildly and playfully let go of the important area above her neck.

So, Wen Ran often said that she admired me, and I was the first person she had ever met waiting to be beaten.

Curiously, after that separation, I only moved to a nearby city, and I went around and never met again.

Many people think that I was beaten away by Wen Ran, and it was because I was annoyed with her vulgarity and irritability that I finally became unbearable.

Actually not, she has a bad personality, but she is always very righteous to her sisters and to me.

In my junior year, my family suffered a change, my mother suddenly suffered from uremia, and when she sold the house, she still needed 300,000 yuan in surgery fees and formalities.

I thought about taking a break from school and wanting to spend more time caring for my mother and doing odd jobs.

It was also during that time that I slowly reduced the contact with Wen Ran, and she shouted hoarsely on WeChat: "If you don't reply to the message, I will unload your four paws." ”

I watched my mother's face get paler and paler, thinking about dialysis day and day.

Later, Wen Ran learned about my mother from Li Xiaofeng and came to the hospital with a large bouquet of flowers. I was very stubborn in my mouth and said, "What is the cost of spending this money, it is more wasteful, it is better to buy a fruit basket." ”

When I came back from fetching water, I found that she had indeed gone downstairs to buy some fresh fruit.

When she came to see my mother, she did not make a fuss or shout, sat on the edge of the bed, held my mother's cold hand, and said vigorously: "Auntie, I am Shen Yi's girlfriend, you can rest assured, there will be no problem, you still have to watch us get married." ”

My mother was very sick at that time, with an oxygen tube inserted, unable to speak fluently, nodding at most, and popping out a few words from time to time: "You, very beautiful." ”

After leaving the ward, Wen Ran said happily, "Auntie praised me." ”

She knew that any jokes at this time were futile, and she simply didn't make a fool of herself like before, so she grabbed my hand and directly comforted: "Rest assured, it's not money, let's find a way together." ”

As soon as I had enough money, my mother couldn't do it, lying in bed dying, shaking her head and telling me to go back to school and stop borrowing money.

Wen Ran cried harder than I did, and with red eyes said, "I'm sorry, Aunt..."

I tapped her on the shoulder and said, "It's nothing to do with you, I'm sorry for my mother." ”

Within two days, my mother was gone, and after a while at home, she was dragged back to campus by Wen Ran.

During that time, I looked quiet on the surface, did not speak or laugh, Wen Ran tentatively tried to beat me with her fists, I did not hide nor fear, looked at her stupidly and said: "Ran Ran, I have no mother, my last relative in this world is gone." ”

Wen Ran hugged me and cried on the Shuxiang Bridge, while bumping into my arms with a handful of snot and a handful of tears, while patting my back, choking and saying: "Shen Yi, you still have me, I will never hit you again." ”

I had some regrets, feeling that I should disguise myself to the end and not let Wen Ran suffer with me.

Regarding death, I had already experienced one when dad was in a car accident.

Even so, this time, I still feel as uncomfortable as the world is falling apart, and from now on, in this world, I am alone.

I should feel lucky because I still have Wen Ran.

Until Uncle Wen found me and told me that Wen Ran gave up studying abroad because I said that he would never let the children of young boys and girls block their daughters' future.

I knew that becoming a translator was her dream all along, not to mention that her spoken language was so professional, and when she watched foreign movies, she could always triumphantly repeat it, shaking her head and saying that these were all pieces of cake.

Uncle Wen didn't give me a check like in the TV series, and then asked me to write a string of numbers, and then warned me to stay away from Wen Ran. There was no understanding of affection, no reason, and preached to me, and there was no threat and intimidation of dog blood.

Uncle Wen just told me that he only had such a daughter and deserved to have the best thing in the world.

But I'm not the best thing, to be precise, I'm not a thing.

Mom's illness came very urgently, the self-built house in the hometown was not worth much money at all, at that time there was no fundraising platform such as water drop fundraising, but there were already similar loan channels such as campus loans.

There was no way, I had to take the risk.

However, I overestimated the interest rate increase for this type of loan, but in one month, the principal plus interest doubled several times, and it was not within my repayment range. Even if I paid back the medical expenses that I didn't have time to use, it was still a big difference.

This matter did not know how to be known by Wen Ran's father, he said that the story of Miss Qianjin and the poor boy will only be in the TV series, just look at it, don't really believe it. He also said that no matter what the reason for borrowing money, he would not let Wen Ran be chased for debts with me anyway.

I think he's right, in fact, I'm more afraid of suffering with Wen Ran than he is.

It was not easy to hide debts, like street rats, hiding in the east, sleeping in the alleys for fear of being found by the group.

Later, I was forced to be helpless, changed my phone number, moved out of the house I had planned to rent for graduate school, and did not even participate in the defense of my thesis... I naively thought that as long as this was the case, those people would not be able to find me, and they would not bother the friends around me.

But I am still young in the end, as long as the ID card is not cancelled for a day, they can always find the clues of the owner.

They found the bun shop where I worked, and two or three people pretended to come to dinner every day, and then secretly stared at me. I had to escape through the small door behind the kitchen.

But this time, they were much smarter, and both doors in the store were guarded.

In the end, I was violently beaten by a group of people around the ground, fortunately, I was used to being beaten by Wen Ran two years ago, and I knew that it was right to cling to my head.

The owner was kind enough to call the police for me.

With the help of many parties, I learned that the state does not recognize this type of loan, and I can increase the legal liability of the person by repaying the principal and filing a lawsuit.

Probably in this way, my life finally slowly improved, and those days when life was worse than death finally opened a window slit, so that I had a way to continue to breathe.

It was at that time that he and Yang Juan met.

She was the daughter of the owner of the bun shop, two years younger than me, a little shorter, fatter, and darker than Wen Ran.

But her personality is much more docile than Melancholy, after experiencing the ups and downs of life, I rarely talk, it is her side with me to talk, some of it is nonsense, but also let the days slowly become vivid.

I am grateful that she married me, at the time when I was penniless and at the worst of my life.

The boss knows my situation, not to mention buying a house and getting married, even tens of thousands of dollars of dowry money are shy.

Yang Juan said to her father in front of me: "He doesn't have a house, I have ah, after the demolition of our family, didn't we divide three suites?" ”

The boss was so angry that he chased after her ass and scolded her for being a brainless money loser.

In the end, Yang Juan took the house and the dowry of 100,000 yuan and married me alone.

A year later, I went to work in a small company, because of the problem of academic qualifications, no matter how I did cattle and horses, I could not get up. In the words of Mr. Feng, ability is more important than academic qualifications, but people who have the ability and academic qualifications are more important to the company.

Yang Juan does not complain about me, she knows all my encounters and is willing to live now.

Yang Juan is a person who can bear hardships, and her mouth is very sweet, so the bun shop is getting bigger and bigger, better than my husband's business.

Our days are also slowly getting much looser, my salary is all with her, plus the flow of water in the store, buying a car, not to mention.

3

Yang Juan didn't know about my relationship with Wen Ran, and when there was nothing to do, she pushed me to school on the grounds that she was busy in the store.

"My son went to kindergarten, and you only took it three times in total. Now that he's in elementary school, you still don't care? What's the matter, just waiting for him to give you a pension to send you to the end? ”

"Shen Yi, you weigh it yourself, look at your son's hand to dismantle Ultraman, it shouldn't take much effort to pull out the oxygen tube."

"What's the matter, the co-son is my own?" yes? When you turned off the lights, how didn't you feel trouble..."

……

Yang Juan's mouth was like a machine gun, rattling endlessly, she did not realize at all, the crisis was already quietly approaching this family.

I thought to myself that this was what you pushed me out of, and Hugh would blame me for not forgetting my first love.

After connecting the children for a while, I slowly realized that something was wrong. The first two days are still mothers riding battery cars to pick up children more, how this time, the door black pressure, most of them are dressed up like male compatriots like dogs.

I immediately reacted to something wrong, turned my head to a twenty-five or six-year-old boy next to me, and tentatively said, "You... Your child is in first grade too? ”

He smiled and scratched his head in embarrassment, I took the opportunity to look up and down, if his son was already as old as my son, then the young father would have taken the college entrance examination at the age of 13.

"It's not my son, it's my nephew."

"Then you are so kind to your nephew, you came to pick it up yesterday..."

He nodded.

The little ones flocked to them like a bunch of little Paiges, and the little school bags were hunched over their backs and began to crawl on their parents.

In the crowd, there was only one kid who was maverick, and that was my son.

"Bunny cub! Where did your spicy strips come from? ”

Yang Juan explicitly forbade him not to eat junk food, but my son retorted with great talent: "You still scold your father for being garbage, don't you also lie on his face when you sleep?" ”

At this time, Yang Juan would always look at me, point to my nose, and shyly smile: "The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked." ”

My son's personality really doesn't look much like mine, at least I'm still very simple at his age.

The son pointed to another little boy at the door and said, "He gave me food, and I promised to copy my homework for him. ”

I looked over, and my son was pointing in the direction of the little boy in the young man's arms.

But this uncle, at this time, where can he care about his nephew, full of eyes to watch Wen Ran standing at the school gate smiling and saying goodbye to the students.

Good fellow, this is clearly the drunken man's intention is not to drink.

Looking around, a group of jackals around them were all looking at each other, and together with this group of fathers, they all took their children as guns and ran here to see the beautiful teacher coming.

"Cough cough."

Passing by Wen Ran's side, I subconsciously coughed twice, and then used my eyes to signal, reminding her to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

I was also a, and I was glared at by her fiercely, and I was stared at by the young guy for a few minutes.

I dragged my son into the car, away from a group of wives and husbands.

I am not jealous and jealous, but pitiful, these people, in the end, are still young, and they are a bunch of poor eggs who have been deceived by beauty. But I still couldn't help but turn my head and look at her a few more times.

Waiting for the traffic light, I received a message on WeChat, which was sent by Wen Ran.

That's right, as a naughty kid, because my son had a fight at the beginning of school, we successfully added WeChat friends last week.

For a while, my heart was very complicated, I turned my head to look at my son with a red mouth in the back seat, and I didn't know if this was a pig teammate or a god assist.

"I'm getting married."

My hand holding the phone suddenly became weak and I couldn't tell if it was a surprise or a regret.

At this time, my son just used the tablet to brush the video in the back, and the rabbit cub gave me a background music very appropriately: "If we hadn't been separated at that time, would there be children now..."

I followed behind and hummed, "Is my son as cute as me, or is my daughter like you a scoundrel..." Humming and laughing, I laughed out loud, laughing and laughing, and I felt my eyes start to sour.

I stood at the bottom of the neighborhood, told my son to go home first to write his homework, and found an excuse to buy soy sauce to get back into the car.

My mind was blank, I thought about thousands of words to say, but when I held my mobile phone and saw that the note was "Haohao Class Teacher - Teacher Wen", I soberly felt that ten years had come, so why not go through this moment

"Bless you."

At this age, she married, and she is obviously already a veritable elderly young woman.

Of those thousands of words, I wanted to ask her the most, but one question was whether I had never been married because I wanted to say sorry to her face.

Immediately after that, I received a reply from her: "Blessing fart, get ready for the money!" ”

Whoever uses this attitude to make people pay a share of the money, I know that during this time, the tenderness I see when picking up the child is all pretended.

I looked at the two lines of text on my phone and cried and laughed.

I looked at the building in our house and could guess that at this moment, in the kitchen in the dim light, there would be a short, fat, dark woman cooking, her wife, my benefactor, the mother of my son.

Wen Ran's wedding was scheduled for the end of the year, and I knew the groom.

Uncle's was actually the uncle who came to pick up his nephew every day, six years younger than Wen Ran.

I looked at Wen Ran, who was covered in white veil and full of scenery, and whispered to her, "You can get your hands on such a young little fresh meat, beast." ”

Wen Ran smiled and shot back, "This time I won't do it." ”

We both froze in smiles, and I reacted immediately, handing her a bundle of red envelopes of memories and apologies.

A couple of newcomers hunched over and said, "Thank you." ”

In the days to come, I would occasionally pick up my son, or I wouldn't have to wait until school was over, and I would receive Wen Ran's complaints all the time.

At first, she was still very polite to me, but then she probably couldn't put it on, or was angry with my son, and directly yelled at me in her voice on the phone: "Shen Yi, hurry to school and bring your son home!" "Shen Yi, he went under the table in math class to pick up the pants of the same table, you still don't care about this?" "Shen Yi, your son pressed his classmates to the playground and rubbed..."

This child, why is it not as Sven as I am.

"What do you see me doing?" Wen Ran narrowed his eyes and yelled at me.

I immediately said, "Nothing," thinking to myself, this child should not be a kind of learning, or it will be transferred.

Yang Juan told me that if I mentioned the transfer again, I would let me go to school myself to bring the child back, and Lao Tzu's son would sit in the shop and sell buns.

But if I did, neither of these women would let me go. (Original title: "Last Night's Stars")

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