Xu Xilin and his friends went to welcome Lao Cheng. Lao Cheng's school has two campuses. Most of the majors are in other places, and there are a few in this city. Although they belong to the same school, due to different regions, different majors are recruited separately, and the differences are very large. Lao Cheng failed the college entrance examination and could only go to another place. Recently, he asked someone to change his major and successfully returned home. In the future, he can hang out with Xu Xilin and his friends again.

Although Xu Xilin has been very busy recently, he still counted on his fingers and spared half a day to accompany him.

When Lao Cheng asked about Xu Xilin's girlfriend, it was not just a casual question.

On the one hand, it was because he saw that although Xu Xilin was so thin that there was no flesh on his face, he did not look haggard at all. Others looked like they had taken rat poison when they were studying hard or working busy, but this one looked like he had taken stimulants, and it was obvious that he had other motivations.

On the other hand, Lao Cheng saw a box of three Ferrero Rochers in the side pocket of his schoolbag. Lao Cheng guaranteed with his titanium dog eyes that he saw a small peach heart painted with pink nail polish on the candy box.

Lao Cheng asked thoughtfully, "I remember there was a girl in our class who was admitted to the same school as you... I think she was Luo Bing's deskmate. What was that girl's name? 'Little Table' or 'Little Stool'?"

"Deng Shu," Xu Xilin said, "Don't give a little girl a eunuch name."

Lao Cheng had a look of "sudden enlightenment" on his face and laughed in a lewd way.

When we were in high school, the classmates had a good relationship with each other, and everyone knew tacitly that Luo Bing liked Xu Xilin, so even though the two parties didn't have any special relationship, even if other girls had some thoughts in their hearts, because of Luo Bing, they would not do such an uncivilized thing as directly "intercepting" him.

But after entering university, Luo never contacted her former classmates again. Her teenage romance ended, and of course, others no longer had to worry about her.

Lao Cheng tried to tease Xu Xilin in a roundabout way: "I remember that 'little stool' had a row of nail polishes under the table. Qilixiang confiscated it several times, but she refused to change her ways... She even painted on you once!"

Boss Xu was so busy that he had forgotten all about the trivial things in high school. He refused to admit it: "Get lost, you are the one painting your nails. What's wrong with you today? Why do you keep mentioning Deng Shu? Are you interested in her?"

Xu Xilin has been becoming more ambitious recently. He wants to run a vitamin chain and extend the business chain to other schools. He has a lot of things on his mind every day. He went straight to Yuebanwan after returning from school and didn't notice anyone putting things in his bag.

Lao Cheng thought he was just pretending, so he didn't say anything. He put on an unfathomable face and said, "Really? The one you're chasing after and the one chasing after you also count."

Xu Xilin rolled his eyes at him.

Lao Cheng asked again: "By the way, why didn't Dou Xun come with you today?"

He had originally asked casually, but Xu Xilin couldn't help but connect the two sentences together and choked for a moment: "He... cough..."

Lao Cheng was completely confused.

Xu Xilin choked and coughed for a long time: "...He was called to school by the teacher to revise the thesis proposal."

Lao Cheng: “…”

Change the report. Why are you coughing so badly?

"Is he still living at your house?" Lao Cheng asked, "His parents haven't said they want to take him back?"

"Of course," Xu Xilin laughed, "It was sold to our family."

Dou Xun, the "child bride" who was sold to their family, finished revising his report near the evening. His thesis advisor liked students like him who were careful and conscientious in their work and specially invited him to dinner.

The instructor led him to the cafeteria and mentioned the past: "Several of my students have now thought of their own career paths. How are you doing?"

Dou Xun frowned slightly.

The instructor sighed and said, "I don't know what happened a few years ago, but our major became popular for no apparent reason. I thought it was not good at the time, but the school expanded its enrollment, and students all took the exam to get in. After four years of study, they found that they couldn't find a job suitable for them in society. Don't you think this is infuriating?"

Dou Xun didn't say anything. He had also recently been trying to find an internship by submitting his resume. When he was a sophomore, he felt that his college life had just begun, but at the end of his junior year, only a year had passed, he suddenly felt that his college life was about to end.

There are almost no people around who are seriously looking for internships. Everyone is studying the Little Red Book. Because there are few reliable positions for related majors, and occasionally one or two positions released by large companies or research institutions all require a master's degree or above. Students from ordinary schools are willing to compromise for the sake of work, but they have their own embarrassment - did they go to the best university and the most popular major in vain? It seems like an insult to oneself to bow down casually.

"Not everyone is suited to doing research," the instructor shook his head, then said, "but you are lucky, you are suitable for this line of work. Do you have any ideas about your future? I have looked at the topic of your graduation thesis, and several of my friends are working on projects in this direction. If you are willing, I can directly recommend you to go."

Dou Xun hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse directly: "Teacher, I will go back and think about it."

Instructor: "It's time to think about it. We need to hurry up."

When young people leave the ivory tower, there are two strong medicines to cure "feeling good about themselves", one is to find a job, the other is to go on a blind date, so that the middle school students who claim to be "the pride of heaven" can face the cold and scrutinizing eyes of this society. Xu Xilin told him to continue studying, as long as he wants, and when he doesn't want to study anymore, he can help him develop new fruits. He plans to provide a one-stop service for production, planting and distribution - the fool outsiders can't tell the difference between the School of Life Sciences and the School of Agriculture.

And Dou Xun didn't want to rely on him.

Dou Xun has always been one step ahead of others in everything since he was a child, but Xu Xilin is moving too fast. It seems that he was decadent and refused to do his homework yesterday, but today he is out talking business with others in a proper manner. There is almost no childish student spirit in his gestures. It is difficult for Dou Xun to stay in school with peace of mind when he is around Xu Xilin.

Faced with this dilemma, Dou Xun has been very upset for some time, but he has never told Xu Xilin about these things - just like Xu Xilin would not come back to tell him if he encountered any difficulties outside. They both have the character of only reporting good news and not bad news. Even if one of them suffered a great injustice outside, he would go home and say "I will take care of it even if the sky falls", without any concern.

Just then, a group of students from the Executive MBA class came towards us.

The MBA class had real corporate executives, as well as a bunch of wealthy bosses who had money but nowhere to spend it, who came to collect business cards to get gilded, and one of them was a friend of Dou Junliang. In order to show off his dedication to learning, he specially called all his friends to come and see the style of the famous school. Dou Junliang was dragged into the dinner party at the last minute.

Who would have thought that by such a coincidence, I actually ran into his son!

Dou Junliang was overjoyed, while Dou Xun felt like he had stepped on dog shit when he went out.

The one who wanted to show off that he had aspirations didn't check the calendar before inviting guests, and his home venue became a platform for Dou Junliang to show off his son. The mentor didn't expect that Dou Xun had such a nouveau riche father, and he was so amused by his nonsense that he had to find an excuse to hastily decline Dou Junliang's invitation, and didn't bother to talk to Dou Xun in depth.

Of course, his friends had to flatter him and they all listened to his bragging. As a result, Dou Junliang got drunk when he got home that night.

When Wu Fenfen and the nanny helped him into the house, Dou Junliang was still talking nonsense and grabbing Wu Fenfen's hand and grinning foolishly: "Good boy, you really...really make daddy proud! From now on, our family will...depend on you...depend on you..."

Wu Fenfen thought he was talking about her youngest son at first, so she dragged him to the bedroom and said, "Look at what you have accomplished!"

Dou Junliang hiccuped with a playful smile: "This is how Daddy will be in his life, but you are different...you are different from your father. That old Liao, didn't the girl in their family...just go to Germany? We are better than her! When the time comes, Daddy will give you..."

No matter how stupid Wu Fenfen was, she could tell who was being talked about.

The smile on her face suddenly froze. Wu Fenfen let go of Dou Junliang, threw him to the ground, turned around and left.

She hurried back to her room and slammed the door. The child was crying in the crib, his mouth wide open, his cries piercing her ears. Wu Fenfen had no intention of caring about him. She was staring blankly at the large dressing mirror in the room.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had put on makeup. Her face looked very dark, as if that annoying and wicked child had sucked all the nutrients out of her body. Her belly, which had bulged after giving birth, had not yet shrunk. Her face was covered with resentful yellow spots, and she actually looked a bit like a middle-aged woman.

Dou Junliang had been living in a separate room from her a long time ago, because the child was making noise at night and disturbed his rest.

But Wu Fenfen knew what was going on. He was tired of her and disliked her. Dou Junliang was a pervert. He was born to be a mobile wall. She could easily pry him in, but he could also be easily pried away by others. Anyway, there were young and beautiful girls everywhere in the world.

Wu Fenfen couldn't stand it anymore and yelled at the child, "Shut up! Why are you crying?"

The child was terrified. He stood there in a daze, holding back his hiccups. Soon, his face turned purple.

Wu Fenfen remembered what the nanny told her. She said that a few days ago, while she was out shopping, Dou Junliang came back and played with the child for a while. Unexpectedly, not long after, the child suddenly started crying. The nanny rushed over and saw Dou Junliang putting a soft little hair in a small plastic bag.

Wu Fenfen had plastic surgery on her entire face before, but she never told Dou Junliang. Now the child looks less and less like his parents, and Dou Junliang suspects that this little thing is not his biological child.

Wu Fenfen gritted her teeth, her face curved into a hideous arc. From this point of view, her jawbone was still a little big, and it was all in vain. She blew out a breath of resentment, walked over and picked up the frightened boy, patting him and coaxing him - the test result must be correct, Wu Fenfen was confident, she also saw through it, Dou Junliang didn't take women seriously, but what about his son?

Wu Fenfen patted the child's back again and again, thinking viciously in her heart: "Mom will definitely fight for a share of the family business for you."

Dou Xun had a bad day. First, his tutor reminded him of a lot of troubles, and then he ran into Dou Junliang. He returned home exhausted, and when it got dark, Xu Xilin didn't come back.

Dou Xun made three calls in a row. The noise in the first two private rooms was too loud and Xu Xilin didn't hear him. By the time he made the last call, Xu Xilin's phone was out of battery.

Dou Xun had been suppressing the fire for a whole day and it was three feet high. He rushed out on his wind-fire wheels. He slammed the door with a loud bang, and even Grandma Xu was startled. She ran out to take a look, and only saw Dou Xun's back that looked like a burning cloud.

Grandma Xu gathered her temples in confusion and said, "How could that be possible?"

The grey parrot answered intelligently: "Women need to be calm during menopause!"

Grandma Xu's hair has turned from gray to completely white, and her legs and feet have not been as flexible in the past two years. When she walks, she always subconsciously wants to hold on to something, and her back can no longer be straightened with grace.

Grandma Xu sighed: "I'm old enough now, I have my own worries."

The grey parrot tilted its head and looked at her innocently.

Dou Xun met Xu Xilin outside Yuebanwan. Lao Cheng had drunk two glasses of beer, and his crazy behavior was exposed. He pointed at Dou Xun and joked, "Your wife is here to check on you."

Dou Xun: “…”

Xu Xilin smiled meaningfully.

Dou Xunyi's thoughts were instantly calmed down. He walked over with a stern face, took Xu Xilin's bag, and nodded to Lao Cheng: "We'll meet again next time we have a chance."

They waved goodbye like mature lucky cats: "Dou Xian'er, you will always be the first wife in the group seat! The small tables and stools will all be concubines!"

Xu Xilin: "Get lost! You married a bunch of little eunuchs as concubines!"

Dou Xun heard the two of them talking more and more outrageously, so he quickly stuffed Xu Xilin into a taxi.

Xu Xilin was quite sober when he first came out, but he fell asleep in the car. It was unknown whether he was drunk or tired. He followed Dou Xun home in a daze, and even said, "Grandma, I'm back."

Dou Xun glanced at the awakened grey parrot and realized that the two birds at home had synchronized schedules, so he quickly said, "Shh, it's time to sleep, don't make any noise."

Xu Xilin shut up and went upstairs obediently, and when he got upstairs he started to pester Dou Xun - he was not like this usually, he would only be clingy when he was very tired and his brain was completely empty. The two had been together for three years, Boss Xu was very powerful outside and became more and more mellow, but when he returned home, he seemed to have become a ripe leafy vegetable, leaving all the pampering that he didn't have time to show when he was a teenager to Dou Xun to enjoy.

Xu Xilin stayed in bed and refused to get up: "Wife..."

Dou Xun: "Who is your wife? Get up and take a shower."

Xu Xilin refused, pulled the pillow over and covered his face with it.

Dou Xun waited for a while, and found that words didn't work, so he just took action. He simply and roughly stepped forward and grabbed Xu Xilin's waist, intending to pick him up and throw him into the bathroom like a big piece of luggage.

Xu Xilin screamed and jumped up, picked up his change of clothes and ran away. After a while, he poked his head out again and said, "Wife, charge my phone for me."

Dou Xun rolled up his sleeves, intending to go in and teach the yelling person a lesson. Xu Xilin was a man of few words and quickly closed the bathroom door.

Dou Xun's face, which had been tense all day, finally showed a smile, and he went to Xu Xilin's bag to look for his cell phone and charger.

Xu Xilin's schoolbag was like a pile of junk, with all sorts of stuff in it. Someone had stuffed it with flyers for campus activities, books, a journal without a cover, a projector laser pen, a bunch of pens without caps, and a bunch of pen caps...

Dou Xun searched for a long time but couldn't find the charger, so he dumped out everything in his bag.

Then he saw a box of dazzling chocolates.

There is a tender and playful little peach heart painted on the chocolate box. It is not a straight heart. It has a twisted "waist" and its "tail" is tilted to the left, like a peach heart without a kidney.

"Small stool." Dou Xun picked out Lao Cheng's joke and went over it in his mind several times.

Dou Xun is not an amnesiac like Xu Xilin who forgets things as soon as he leaves. He still remembers that day when Li Bozhi wanted to beat him. Xu Xilin kicked the door open with a basketball and drove Wu Tao and the others away in a few words.

That was the first time he took Xu Xilin seriously, and he felt that he had a special clean and handsomeness. Dou Xun felt that the intention of the "boy in a white shirt" in the song was probably like this.

That day, Xu Xilin also had a peach heart-shaped pattern on his nail, but it was green this time.

There was a girl in their class who loved playing with nail polish. What was her name? Deng...Shu?

Dou Xun restored Xu Xilin's messy schoolbag to its original state and was stunned for a while. His mind was blank, and he seemed to have no idea how to react to this matter.

Xu Xilin came out of the shower unconsciously. Without blowing his hair dry, he rolled onto the bed, hugged Dou Xun's waist, and rubbed his wet hair on his clothes.

Normally, this annoying guy would definitely start a war, but this day Dou Xun actually served him as a towel without any resistance.

Xu Xilin didn't get tickled halfway through and looked up in confusion.

Dou Xun suddenly asked irrelevantly: "Do you still remember Li Bozhi?"

Xu Xilin asked blankly: "Who?"

Dou Xun said calmly, "Oh, he's from Class 6. He once blocked me on the second floor of the teaching building. I heard he was arrested a while ago."

Xu Xilin tried hard to recall for a while and finally had a general impression. He thought Dou Xun was so funny. He was so petty that he could still talk about the festival so clearly after such a long time. You really can't quarrel with such a person, otherwise he can make you bleed just by making a small fuss.

Dou Xun paused for a moment and asked again: "Do you remember Deng Shu?"

Xu Xilin was quite puzzled, wondering why everyone was talking about Deng Shu recently?

He said, "How could our classmates not remember it?"

Dou Xun's heart suddenly skipped a beat for unknown reason.

It's not painful or itchy, just a slight "click".