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This is the first time in four years that Kong Ming slept so deeply and so sweetly. He had a beautiful dream. In the dream, they were not divorced, they were still together, beautiful and told him that he loved him, which made him so happy that he didn't know what to do. good.
No matter how beautiful the dream was, years of living habits caused him to suddenly open his eyes, and what he saw was the white ceiling. It took a while for his brain, which was a little dull due to hangover, to realize that this was the Zhang family.
He turned his head to the side and saw a familiar little face.
The early riser had stood by the sofa and watched him for a long time, out of politeness he didn't wake up the stranger, seeing this man who was still very handsome in his sleep finally opened his beautiful eyes, he blinked and shouted happily : "Are you awake?"
In my heart, I knew very well that the child in front of me was not Kong Shijia, even though they looked exactly the same. This child is a bit stronger and taller than Sega, and he has a cheerful expression on his face all the time, which Sega will not have.
He tried to call him: "Shiran?"
"How do you know me?" The child tilted his head and asked, "My name is Kong Shiran, and my mother always calls me Ranran."
He said his surname was Kong Kong Ming's heart throbbed for a moment. He originally thought that according to Zhang Meili's temperament, if he took the child away, he would follow her surname Zhang, or even Xu. In any case, it would not be Kong.
At this time, the woman who had been busy in the kitchen came out with a bowl of porridge and put it on the dining table, and several small dishes had already been placed on it, she urged: "Okay, go wash your hands and come have breakfast."
"Okay!" Kong Shiran agreed, then pointed to the man on the sofa and asked, "Mom, who is this?"
Zhang Meili walked over and bent down to her son and said, "This is your father. Didn't I show you the picture? Now, go wash your hands." She pushed the child to the bathroom.
In fact, just relying on a photo on the Internet, and not looking at it often, it is normal for Kong Shiran to forget after seeing it for such a young child.
Fortunately, he quickly accepted this statement, and asked again: "Then why did Dad sleep in our house?" Since he was sensible, his mother had communicated with him seriously, saying that she and his father were divorced and would not be here in the future. Together, so it was weird for Dad to suddenly sleep in his house for the night.
"Your father was drunk last night, so he came to stay at home temporarily," Zhang Meili patiently explained to the child.
"Oh! Is it the same as Uncle Jason?" Kong Shiran understood.
Can't explain the relationship with the child, she didn't answer the question, wiped his hands clean, and said, "Go eat."
After settling down his son, the man who was sleeping on the sofa had already sat up, pressing his hand on his swollen forehead. Zhang Meili looked at the wrinkled clothes on his body, walked over and said, "Do you want to take a shower? I remember that you have your old clothes in the room. I went to get them and put them in the bathroom."
"Who is Jason?" The man who hadn't looked up asked suddenly.
Unexpectedly, he listened to what she said to her son just now. She said indifferently: "It was a colleague of mine in the United States. Once or twice he drank too much and went crazy at the door. I didn't let him in."
After a pause, she said again: "After taking a shower, come down and have breakfast. You drank too much yesterday, so you can't have an empty stomach in the morning."
Coming to the bathroom at the end of the upstairs corridor, new towels, toothbrushes and old clothes had already been placed in it. He touched the slightly old soft cotton fabric and remembered that he hadn't worn such cheap clothes for a long time.
Even when he had nothing, he was much happier than now, when the question between them at first was whether to love each other, but now it is whether they can love each other.
When the man dressed like a clothes hanger appeared in the living room downstairs in an old T-shirt and casual trousers, Zhang Meili, who was cleaning up her son's mess at the dining table, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Facing her smiling face in a daze, Kong Ming immediately looked down at himself and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"
"No, I haven't seen you dressed like this for a long time, and you look pretty," she suppressed a smile, turned and went into the kitchen.
After eating, Zhang Meili put the bowl in the sink, and he walked up to her, put his hand in, and said, "Let me wash it."
The hands of the two only touched in the water, but she took it back suddenly like an electric shock, lowered her head and said, "No need. Also, your clothes can't be washed. I've already put them away for you. In the paper bag at the door, you can go if you have nothing to do."
Withdrew his hand resentfully, pretending that he didn't hear what she said, he looked at her side face and asked, "Has your company's plan been completed?"
"No," she replied honestly, "I've been busy with other things recently, so I have no ideas. The version I made last time was pretty good.Sorry, I don't know where to start with the next draft. "
"I'll help you, where is your computer?" He said immediately, not giving her a chance to refuse.
It's clearly a matter of his own company, but this man seems to be more concerned than she is. He speaks clearly about how to implement this cooperation, and even knows more about the advantages of their company than she does.
After studying on the coffee table in the living room all morning, Kong Shiran came down from the stairs crackling and shouted, "Mom, I'm hungry!"
Zhang Meili, who was immersed in her work, checked the time, and it was almost twelve o'clock. She quickly stood up and said, "I'm going to buy vegetables, and it will be soon. But you are not allowed to steal snacks while I am away, or you will wait for lunch I can't eat anymore."
"Let me go, what do you want to buy?" Kong Ming wanted to stand up, but she held him down.
After Zhang Meili went out, Kong Shiran wobbled around to the man's side, looking at his face inquiringly.
"Did your mother ever say anything about me?" he asked, pulling the child over.
"Well," Shiran nodded emphatically, "Mom said Dad, you are very kind, and you are very kind to her."
He smiled softly, and asked again: "Do you know you have a younger brother?"
"I know!" Zhang Meili didn't hide anything from him, the child said, "Mom said we are exactly the same. Dad, do my brother and I really look the same?"
"Do you want to see him?"
This time the child hesitated, and said awkwardly: "But mother said, it's not very good to meet"
Hearing this, he couldn't help letting go of the child's arm, and pursed his lips in silence. Kong Shiran didn't know why his father was suddenly upset, so he sat on the sofa and swayed his legs and waited for his mother to come back.
Soon Zhang Meili bought the vegetables and carried them into the kitchen. The man walked in and saw that she was handling a fish. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you dare to fish now?"
She moved her hands, nodded and said: "Eating more fish is good for the child's health. Of course, I like fish very much. I often make it for him. At first I didn't dare to do it alone, but later it will be fine."
In the past, whenever fish was cooked at home, she always threw the fish into the pool, shrank it into his arms and said, husband, I dare not do this, please help me. Now she can do well alone.
He didn't like the feeling of not being needed very much. He came in to help out. He hadn't cooked at all since he lived in Kong's house for the past few years. Seeing her busily doing everything by herself made him feel uncomfortable again.
After dinner, the two continued to work on the cooperation plan, and they were busy until it was dark. Kong Ming was about to make another form for her, but Zhang Meili said, "It's almost time for you to go home?"
There was no intention of asking him to come down for dinner at all, he just sat where he was.
"You have to go to work tomorrow, you can't wear this to work, can you?" She explained the reason for letting him go home.
The clothes could be delivered, he thought.
"You haven't been home for two days, have you? It's time to go back," she said again.
Don't want to go, he doesn't want to leave this place. Listening to her persuasion, he still didn't speak.
"Besides," she said thoughtfully, "Sega must miss you, go back quickly."
Hearing her talking about the child, Kong Ming finally turned his gaze to her and asked, "Do you want to see Sega?"
And she just said, "Go back."
"Do you miss him?" He stubbornly asked this question repeatedly.
Zhang Meili shook her head and said softly: "It doesn't make any sense for me to see him"
Like Shiran, she was born in October, but she didn't want to see Shijia, why?
He asked the same question.
"I can't stay by his side all the time, it's better not to see me," Zhang Meili lowered her eyes, convincing him to convince herself, "When we divorced, we made an agreement, you alone, and me alone. I will take good care of Shiran, and you will also Treat Sega wellmaybe, find him a new mother"
The man who had been listening quietly by his side suddenly stood up unbearably, walked quickly to the door, put on his shoes, and slammed the door away.
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Xiao Kong wanted to hold back at first, but ran away in anger again
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