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Chapter 60 Do Some Mental Construction

In fact, there are not so many hypocrisy, but when he thinks that Xie Nanqing, who has always been soft and sticky, will defend himself desperately, he feels like being poked by a villain in his heart, itchy and soft.

The past events between Zhuo Haiying and his mother, as well as the hardships when her mother just passed away, seemed to be covered up by Xie Nanqing so gently.

Zhuo Cheng pursed his lips and laughed, looking at Xie Nanqing who was eating with his mouth protruding, his eyes wandered.

"My mother died of illness."

Xie Nanqing was taken aback when he heard him speak, and looked at him in surprise.

He never asked about Zhuo Cheng's mother, just because he was afraid of bringing up bad memories of Zhuo Cheng. He still remembered Zhuo Cheng's sad appearance after drinking at the beginning.

It's just that he didn't expect Zhuo Cheng to take the initiative to tell him.

Zhuo Cheng didn't see Xie Nanqing's surprised expression, he was immersed in the memories, thought for a while before continuing.

"She divorced Zhuo Haiying, she didn't want anything, and she didn't want me. I know what she means, she wants me to stay in Zhuo's family, because she thinks that Zhuo's family will give me a better education, but there is no such What she wished, my life was not good... Later, I ran away from home and went to Qiancheng to find her, only to find out that she was sick."

Xie Nanqing bit her chopsticks and listened to him quietly.

"She didn't have much money at the time, and the treatment process was also very painful, so she simply gave up." There was a look of nostalgia in his eyes, and he said, "Then she passed away on my 16th birthday. gone."

Xie Nanqing paused and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"She was in good spirits that morning. I said hello to her when I went to school, and she told me to come back early from school for dinner, and she would make me a cake...and when I got home, she was lying on the bed. There's no temperature left."

Zhuo Cheng still remembered that after returning home that day, he saw that there was no oily smoke in the kitchen, his mother's bedroom door was half open, and the whole house was not quiet as if there was no one at all.

Zhuo Cheng never celebrated his birthday since then, because he would always remember someone calling him home, but he never waited for him again.

Every year on his birthday, he would drive a few hours to Qiancheng, spend a day in the cemetery, and drive back at night.It seems that in this way, regrets can be made up for.

Friends who are familiar with him know that this matter should not be mentioned. People who usually ask him to drink and play cards this day seem to have made an appointment, and they will not go up to the bad luck at all.

Zhuo Cheng knew it all, and he wouldn't take the initiative to bring it up, but it was the first time he talked about it, and it didn't seem that uncomfortable. It seemed that he had finally let go of the shackles in his heart, and he could breathe freely. easy.

Xie Nanqing also remembered.

The last time he caught a glimpse of the tombstone happened to be that time when Zhuo Cheng was drunk in the middle of the night and he was called to pick up someone!

Xie Nanqing pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Later, three months later or half a year later, when Zhuo Haiying knew that my mother had passed away, he ran from Huaicheng to Qiancheng, found my mother's cemetery, and cried for a long time in front of her, and then half a year later, he I took Fang Qiuxin and the others with me, and moved my family to Qiancheng, and even opened a branch here later."

Zhuo Cheng shook his head and frowned in disgust, "He found me and told me a lot of things, saying that they hadn't been in touch for several years, that he didn't know that my mother was sick, that he was very regretful and uncomfortable, that It’s just what he said today, so I just think he’s hypocritical…”

Xie Nanqing recalled her previous guess, "Actually, I think Zhuo Haiying should have feelings for your mother."

Zhuo Cheng, "Whether there is or not is their business, but Zhuo Haiying did betray her, so I have always supported my mother."

Xie Nanqing didn't speak anymore. For a selfish person like Zhuo Haiying, even if he really loves, he might put his interests first.

"But she will be so happy knowing that I found such a cute and cute Omega as a partner. Let's go back and see her after we register."

Zhuo Cheng also seemed to find that this topic was too heavy, he pushed Tian Luo Fu in front of Xie Nanqing, and changed the subject, "I have already made an appointment for the registration day, and I will specially read it on the next Wednesday, that day is a zodiac Jiri... hurry up and eat, I will take you back later."

"Just make an appointment," Xie Nanqing said, "I'll just go back by myself. You can go to work later, don't you still want to make money?"

"Yes," said Qian Zhuocheng and sighed again, "I don't waste such a little time, my wife is the most important thing."

Xie Nanqing rolled her eyes.

The two talked about other things, but Zhuo Cheng's eyes were glued to Xie Nanqing's slender fingers, and he always felt empty, as if something was missing.

As he spoke, his mind was full of thoughts, "Do you prefer Chinese or Western wedding?"

"Ah?" Xie Nanqing looked at him in amazement with Tian Luo Fu in his mouth, "What?"

Zhuo Cheng was completely immersed in his own world, "Who do you want to invite, I don't have anyone here, just a few friends and partners, and you, you go back and make a list..."

Xie Nanqing swallowed what was in his mouth indifferently, not knowing how he changed the subject so quickly.

It was almost three o'clock after the two of them had lunch, and they were going to get off work soon anyway, so Xie Nanqing followed him to the company, Zhuo Cheng was sitting behind the desk working, and he was sitting on the sofa next to him reading a book.

The phone rang halfway, Xie Nanqing clicked on it, it was a message from Cheng Yanyi, the other party asked him how he was doing.

Xie Nanqing immediately acted like a thief, first quietly glanced at what Zhuo Cheng was doing, then erected the screen to block his sight, and poked a finger on it.

[North: Not yet. 】

[Cheng Yanyi: Didn't you make up your mind, why are you still dawdling. 】

Xie Nanqing bit her lip embarrassingly, glanced at Zhuo Cheng, and looked away when the other person raised his head to look over, 【...I checked the strategy and bought something online...but the package is still on the way. 】

As soon as he sent these words, a call popped up on his mobile phone.

Xie Nanqing was flustered, looking at Zhuo Cheng, she was even more guilty and almost dropped her phone on the ground.

Zhuo Cheng was curious, "Whose phone is it?"

Xie Nanqing took a look, it was an unfamiliar call, and said, "I don't know."

He pressed the answer button, "Hello?"

"Hello, you have a courier that has arrived, is it convenient for you to come out and get it? I am..."

Xie Nanqing, "!!!"

He pretended to be calm, pretending not to see Zhuo Cheng's eyes, "Just put me at the doorman."

"Okay, pay attention to sign for receipt."

Zhuo Cheng asked him, "Who is it, why are you so nervous?"

"A courier has arrived," Xie Nanqing said, "I asked him to leave it for me at the guard."

"Oh." Zhuo Cheng said, "Then why are you nervous?"

"No," Xie Nanqing forcefully explained, "It's just a shock."

I don't know if he believed it or not, anyway, after Xie Nanqing finished speaking, he moved his eyes away to hide it.

Cheng Yanyi has sent him several messages right now.

[Cheng Yanyi: [thumb] [thumb]]

[Cheng Yanyi: I underestimated you, I never thought you would think of such a way [thumb]]

He continued to talk to his dog-headed military division, 【Do you think it will work? 】

[Cheng Yanyi: It must be useful!Unless he is Liu Xiahui! ! 】

Xie Nanqing thought about it for a while, and felt that Zhuo Cheng should not be some Liu Xiahui, he was relieved and blushed again.

Zhuo Cheng packed up his things and left at 05:30. Xie Nanqing and him had no time to pick up the courier, and they were worried along the way.

But when they drove past the gate, Zhuo Cheng reminded him, "Don't forget your things."

"……Row."

He had no choice but to get out of the car and trot to get it, and came back with a square box after a while.

Zhuo Cheng glanced at it and parked the car.

"What did you buy?"

Xie Nanqing protected the box tightly so that he did not see it.

"It's nothing... someone else sent it to me."

Zhuo Cheng didn't ask too much, entered the elevator and pressed the floor, and asked him what he wanted for dinner tonight.

Xie Nanqing's mind was muddled, and the hand holding the box felt very hot, Zhuo Cheng didn't listen to what he said, as soon as he got home, he put on his shoes and ran to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Cheng helped him arrange the messy shoes, "Mysterious..."

He walked over and knocked on the bathroom door, "What are you doing?"

"...It's nothing," Xie Nanqing said in a muffled voice after two seconds, "I just can't hold it back."

Zhuo Cheng was funny, he couldn't do a single word of what he said.

He knocked on the door again, "Then come out quickly, I'm going to order food first."

"……it is good."

In the bathroom, Xie Nanqing looked at the pile of messy things in his hand, feeling very complicated in his heart.

After a long while of psychological construction, it didn't get better, and finally he had to sneak back into the room to hide the things.

Zhuo Cheng asked him during dinner, but he also prevaricated.

It took him two days to do a good job in mental construction, and looked up a lot of strategies and usages on the Internet, and only waited for Zhuo Cheng to go to work this day before he dug out the things from the drawer.

He watched for a long time, ready to start from the simplest.

Taking a deep breath, he took out the pair of cat ears and put them on, turned them over again, and held the tail.

He looked at it with a bit of distress, then looked at the instruction manual, took off his pants and lay on the bed, trying to stuff the tail in the back[].

"Hiss—! Why is it so difficult?"

He couldn't put it in for a long time, and was a little anxious to read the instructions. Seeing that it said to use lubricant first, he lay down on the bed to reach the things in the drawer next to him.

It's just that before he had time to take out the small bottle, the door was suddenly swung open.

"Honey, I've booked a restaurant and I'll take you there later—"

Zhuo Cheng's voice stopped abruptly, and he faced Xie Nanqing with a panicked face, from the cat ears on his head to the oversized white shirt on his body, and the pink and tender holes exposed to the air when he knelt down, There was a "boom" in my mind, and it went blank.

"What are you doing?"