2. Life, bitter

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date="2020-10-25"

title="2. Life, bitter"

weight="97815"

series = ["Break Up, Next"]

mode = "manual"

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He's family belongs to an ordinary family with a little money, living in a middle-to-upper-class community. It was almost six o'clock when Su Fu drove the car to the garage of the community. The cram schools are very busy during summer vacation, and Su Fu has classes in the morning and afternoon.

He is now working as an English teacher in a training organization, and he makes money by taking cram schools, and his salary is quite substantial. And his previous job in the No. 1 Middle School of City A disappeared a few years ago. Just a few months after he entered He’s house, the school broke out that he was gay and was fired by the school leader. Later, several other middle schools in City A It is estimated that I also heard the wind, but did not ask him.

During that time, He Shaoqi was promoted to the marketing manager of the Duan Group branch. Just when he was happy, Su Fu did not express his negative feelings, and within a month he went to work in a training institution. In fact, he was very uncomfortable at the time. In addition, he lost a decent job and was ridiculed by He Mu, saying that it was almost collapsed, but no one comforted and no one talked, so he could only bear it.

Going upstairs and walking to the door of the house, Su Fu stopped at the door and looked at the door, feeling helpless.

To be honest, he didn't want to go in at all. For him, this home had never meant warmth, and some were just tired and painful. It's not that he didn't think about leaving, but he and He Shaoqi have been ten years old. After his birthday this year, it will be a full ten years. Even if the ten-year relationship is gradually consumed in a tired life, he is reluctant to discard it. What's more, now there is more Juanjuan. He father and his mother don't have much affection for Juanjuan. After the freshness is over, they are bored. In He Shaoqi's eyes, Juanjuan is just an explanation to his parents, and there is not much emotion. Su Fu felt sorry for Juan Juan, let alone throwing him at He's house.

The exhaustion of the whole body and the confusion of his head have not been relieved. The faint cry of the child in the room made Su Fu's heart tense. Regardless of his willingness to go in, he quickly took the key to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the sound of curling cries passed to Su Fu's ears one after another, making him feel heartbreaking. In the living room, Mother He was sitting on the sofa, her hands still curling her buttocks.

Su Fu hurriedly went over to snatch the child and hugged it in his arms distressedly.

"Juan Juan don't cry, dad is back, don't cry."

When the child reached Su Fu’s arms, he seemed to have found a support. The cry immediately became smaller, but the tears flowed more. The little face was buried on Su Fu's shoulder, and his little hand held Su Fu's clothes tightly.

He's mother looked very ugly when she saw a big and a little girl, and her dissatisfaction in her eyes was very naked.

Su Fu calmed down the child before going to see He's mother. The anger in his heart was immediately suppressed, and he begged to ask: "Is Juan Juan doing something to make my aunt angry? Such a small child can't stand the beating. "

"Children must be beaten if they are naughty. If you don't beat them, you have no memory. You can see how many cups and bowls he broke! Tomorrow you will contact a nursery to send the child over. I don't have the time to take him at home!"

When Mother He was teaching people, her voice was very high-pitched, which made her uncomfortable. Su Fu lowered his eyes, holding the child’s hand and patted the child’s back gently. Juanjuan was the most well-behaved and obedient child Su Fu had ever seen. The child was two years old when he took it back. He is an orphan, so he has always been very clever when he comes to this house not to cause trouble to the adults. He Mu said that it's impossible to be naughty.

Su Fu will not argue with He's mother on this issue, but Juan Juan is only three years old and has been living in an orphanage since childhood. Now sending him to a nursery school will definitely cause harm to Juan Juan’s psychology. Maybe agree.

"Juanjuan will start a small class next year. If my aunt doesn't have time, I will bring it with me recently. The nursery is no longer needed. The child will be scared."

Mother He glanced at Su Fu and said nothing, coldly: "Shao Qi is working overtime tonight, you can handle the dinner by yourself."

After speaking, he ignored Su Fu and went back to the room.

Generally, Su Fu will eat with He Shaoqi and his mother when He Shaoqi goes home to eat. As long as He Shaoqi does not come back to eat because of something, He Shaoqi will eat first instead of waiting for Su Fu. This Su Fu has long been used to it, and he is also numb.

Watching Mother He return to the room and closing the door, Su Fu kissed her forehead, and returned to the small room with her still sobbing child.

He’s house has four bedrooms, two halls, one kitchen and one bathroom. There is one room for father and mother, one room for Su Fu and He Shaoqi, as well as a study and mahjong room. The mahjong room is a place where He's mother invited friends to entertain her. Since adopting Juanjuan, she changed the mahjong room into a room for Juanjuan. He has been upset for a long time.

Putting the roll on the bed, Su Fu went to wash the towel with hot water and wiped the child's face. The child stopped crying, and he looked very well-behaved next to Su Fu.

The child was brought by the He family, so he naturally named it He Sujuan with their surname. This curly character is because the child has soft and curly hair. The child with the He family name is not close to the He family, so he kisses Su Fu. The child is very sensitive. Who treats him well and who treats him badly is clear.

After washing the child's face and hands, Su Fu took off his panties and looked at his blushed buttocks. He was relieved after he was sure that he was not injured except for a little red.

Holding the child in his arms, gently rubbing his soft curly hair, Su Fu said softly: "Juan Juan, tell my father and grandma why he beat you?"

The child held Su Fu’s fingers in his small hand, glanced at his trusted dad, and then whispered with a pair of red eyes, "Grandma is gone, Juan Juan is thirsty. She has to pour water and knock over many bowls. , Grandma gets angry when she comes back and rolls up."

Juanjuan came from the orphanage. After he came to He’s house, no one liked him much except Su Fu. The child looked quiet, and he was probably still autistic. He doesn’t like to talk very much. Now he is three years old. The children are very fluent in speaking, and they still squat a little when scrolling through long sentences.

Su Fu patiently listened to the milk of the child's milk, and with each meal, he understood the meaning of the scroll. He mother went out to play by herself. She left Juan Juan at home alone. She was thirsty. She climbed a stool and went to the cupboard to pour water on her own. She knocked over the cups and bowls in the cupboard when she took the cup.

"Does grandma leave you alone at home?"

Juan Juan glanced at Su Fu cautiously and nodded aggrievedly.

Su Fu was overwhelmed in his heart and felt very uncomfortable. The child was only three years old, and which other family was not accompanied by a few adults, for fear that something would happen to the child? But what about this kid? At the beginning, who was arguing about the essentials| to raise a child, but now who is leaving such a small child alone? !

Juan Juan raised her face to look at the silent Su Fu.

Su Fu grinned reluctantly, and kissed the child's face, "Will my dad take care of you in the future?"

A gleam of light flashed in Juan Juan's eyes, and she asked expectantly: "Always? Will my dad stay with Juan Juan?"

Su Fu replied gently: "Yes, Dad will always be with Juan Juan."

"But my grandma said, Dad is going to give birth to a younger brother, shouldn't you stop rolling?" The voice of this sentence was very small, and the child was very afraid of being abandoned, even thinking about it.

Su Fu's smiling face collapsed and he was silent for a while. When the child couldn't wait for an answer and wanted to cry, Su Fu gently rubbed the child's head again.

"Little Dad will not give birth to a brother, nor will he not want to roll. Juan Juan will always be his little baby."

It's ridiculous that a man has a baby and a uterus is transplanted. There is no precedent in the world for a man to transplant a uterus to give birth, and Su Fu does not want to be the first person like this, just to satisfy someone who sees him as a thorn in the eye.

Hearing Su Fu's answer, the child finally showed a sweet smile and sat contentedly in Su Fu's arms.

"Juan Juan, have you had dinner?"

Juan Juan shook her head, and then whispered that he was hungry, as if this was a great sin.

He's fine with targeting him, such a small child, wouldn't he even prepare dinner for him? !

Su Fu's heart writhed again, then endured it again, touching his little head and asking, "Does Dad cook noodles?"

"Well, Dad likes everything he cooks."

The weather is still very hot, and the night is no exception. Su Fu first turned on the air conditioner in the room, and then took the children to the kitchen to cook a bowl of beef noodles. The father and son held a bowl of hot beef noodles and ate them together in the small room of the rolls.

After washing the pots and bowls, Su Fu went to take a bath for Juan Juan again. After taking care of Juan Juan, he went back to the room to take a bath and sleep.

After nine o'clock in the evening, He Shaoqi came back not long after Su Fu had been lying in bed. Su Fu checked the time, and came back more than an hour earlier than before.

He Shaoqi was very tired, pulled off his tie and fell on the bed.

"Have you had dinner? Do you want to cook a bowl of noodles for you?" Su Fu sat up and asked him.

"No, I have eaten it." He Shaoqi rubbed his temples to relieve fatigue.

Seeing that he was tired, Su Fu didn't say much, but said: "You're tired, I'll get a towel to wipe your face."

Su Fu was a little bit emotional. I don't know when it will start. When he sees He Shaoqi coming home, he doesn't have the joy of love when he is in love. Maybe it has been diluted by time, maybe it has been wiped out by the oil and salt.

Just about to get up and get out of bed, He Shaoqi grabbed Su Fu's hand, "I'll just go take a shower later, I have something to tell you."

He Shaoqi sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Su Fu nodded and sat cross-legged beside him.

He Shaoqi was probably considering the words, and did not rush to speak, squeezed Su Fu's hand and looked at it. It has been almost ten years, and they are all Bensan men. Because of the long-term use of pens for cooking, their fingers have also had cocoons, and they are no longer slender and soft when they are in love. He Shaoqi's gaze stayed on Su Fu's hand for a while, and finally frowned slightly and let go.

Su Fu didn't miss He Shaoqi's frown. He couldn't tell what it was like. He said it was uncomfortable. In fact, he was a little numb. He retracted his hand, placed it on his knee and twitched slightly, then shook his other hand uncomfortably, waiting for He Shaoqi's words.

"Regarding what mom said before that you should do a uterine transplant to give birth to a child, I have checked it. Mom is not a whimsical one. The largest hospital in Lincheng is indeed studying the possibility of uterine transplants and men giving birth. They need volunteers. And it’s free of charge."

After listening, Su Fu felt a little bit in his heart. He thought the incident had passed, but he still couldn't make it through.

Su Fu looked down, "You tell me what to do with this. If your aunt wants a grandson, you can actually go abroad to find a surrogacy."

"I have thought about test-tube babies and surrogacy, but you also know that Mom is still very old-fashioned in her heart. In her eyes, the children born from these channels are unknown, unable to kiss them, and the cost is too high. Besides, what does the child born like this have to do with you? It's not fair to you."

Is it fair to me to let me be a man to do the research of unknown degree of danger and have children? Su Fu was silent, with mixed feelings in his heart. In fact, He Shaoqi is really a good and filial son, at least in He Shaoqi's heart, he will never be better than his mother. What his mother said is nothing, Su Fu thought bitterly, maybe one day He's mother wants him to die, He Shaoqi will also agree.

He Shaoqi saw that Su Fu was upset, and he stopped forcing him to hold his tightly clasped hands again, and said in a soft tone: "Don't worry, you should consider this matter more, don't rush to answer."

With that, He Shaoqi approached Su Fu, raised his head and kissed his lips, while kissing Su Fu slowly laying down on the bed.

Feeling He Shaoqi's kiss from his lips all the way down his neck, Su Fu was a little stiff. In fact, they seldom did it in the past year or two. It is estimated that the last time was a few months ago. Su Fu feels a little uncomfortable with the closeness now.

Su Fu raised his head, Ren He Shaoqi, and kissed, but slightly grasped the sheet in both hands, not knowing where to put it. He felt a little entangled in his heart. Although he was a little unfamiliar after not doing it for a long time, it was rare for He Shaoqi to come to him. Perhaps this was also an opportunity to warm up his feelings. Su Fu didn't want his coldness to spoil He Shaoqi's interest.

After getting used to it for a while, Su Fu raised his hand and wanted to take off He Shaoqi's clothes. But when he unbuttoned He Shaoqi’s shirt and took it off halfway, when he saw the bite marks on He Shaoqi’s shoulders that were not deep or shallow, Su Fu seemed to be splashed with cold water in the snow. The whole body was cold and cold. To my heart.

He Shaoqi had an affair, and Su Fu was vaguely aware of it last year. At that time, I was persuaded by a fluke that maybe it was just a need for socializing at work, and I could not ask if I was not sure, but now I have the bite marks, and I understand everything.

The eye sockets started to turn a little red, Su Fu endured forbearance, and then pushed away He Shaoqi, who was on his head.

It was when He Shaoqi had to send the arrow on the string, he was baffled by Su Fu's push.

"what happened?"

"Juan Juan is not feeling very good today, I will go to sleep with him." Su Fu gathered his pajamas and got up and got out of bed.

He Shaoqi grabbed Su Fu's hand, his expression a little heavy, "What are you doing, I'm like this, you just left?!"

Su Fu stood there blankly and glanced at the hand held by He Shaoqi. After a while of silence, he couldn't hold back, and finally asked a question that had been circling in his heart for a long, long time, that made himself somewhat unspeakable.

"Shaoqi, do you still love me?"

Su Fu's voice was very soft, floating into He Shaoqi's ears like a feather, but hitting his heart like a hammer, making him very uncomfortable.

Frowning, He Shaoqi irritably pulled his shirt hard, got out of bed and stood in front of Su Fu.

"What's the matter with you lately? Twisted, the more you look like a woman."

Su Fu's heart beat, and the coldness in his heart spread to the apex of his heart. He is not a person who loves quarrels, but his heart is very bitter, so bitter that he can't help but draw a wry smile at the corner of his mouth. Ever since I entered He’s house, I’ve been doing this and that like a little wife every day.

"I'm going to take care of Juan Juan."

In the end, Su Fu didn't say anything and left in silence.

He Shaoqi watched Su Fu leave, lost consciousness for a moment, then tore off his clothes and fell bitterly on the bed. He was uncomfortable and kicked the bed in anger.