Chapter 361

"Unexpectedly, Lao Chen was still a king when he was young. Is empress dowager Liang the successor to pan Xia?"

The cold rain in the sky is like shining pearls. Chen Hansheng's down jacket is wet and squats next to the trash can like a fool looking for business cards.

Of course, he also felt a little ashamed. In case his classmates recognized him, the new vice president of the student union actually rummaged around next to the trash can, which was really damaging to his image.

Chen Hansheng put on the back hat and thought it would be safe now.

However, some people can recognize it.

For example, Shen Youchu.

Chen Hansheng looked for it and suddenly found that there was no rain on his head. Instead, there was the sound of raindrops "crackling" on the umbrella cloth.

Shen Youchu was standing beside him.

Her little face was white and tender with cold. Her long eyelashes were stained with a few drops of rain. She fluttered and trembled. There were doubts in the clear peach blossom eyes. She probably wondered why Chen Hansheng couldn't get through with the garbage can.

"Cough ~"

Chen Hansheng coughed. He also felt that this image was too humiliating, especially seen by Shen Youchu.

"The shoelaces are loose. I squat down to tie them."

Chen Hansheng explained carefully.

"Oh."

Shen Youchu answered simply. She was not blind again. Chen Hansheng was here for half a minute and she saw it all the way.

Chen Hansheng found that Shen Youchu didn't believe it. He felt angry and choked, "what are you doing here?"

Shen Youchu lifted the bag in her hand. It turned out that the computer class was over. Chen Hansheng's computer book was still on her seat. She came to return it, and then planned to have lunch together.

"It's ok if you don't want this broken book."

Chen Hansheng spat, shook his head and said, "you are also a fool. Don't go back to the dormitory when it rains. Be careful to catch a cold."

In fact, this silly hanging business card is no longer important. There must be some in Lu Gongchao. In the end, it has become Chen Hansheng competing with himself - I've been soaked in so much rain, so I have to find it!

It seems a little abnormal.

Since he couldn't hide it, Chen Hansheng didn't pretend to force him. He honestly looked for his business card again. He didn't pay attention to looking up and saw that Shen Youchu's jeans were stained with mud drops.

According to her temperament, there will be no such situation when walking normally. She must have seen Chen Hansheng squatting in the rain. She hurried to trot over.

Chen Hansheng sighed and stopped talking. Shen Youchu saw that Chen Hansheng's forehead and face were full of water droplets. He gently took off the sleeve cover and wiped Chen Hansheng bit by bit with the dry cloth inside.

In this process, except for the "crackling" sound of rain click, both of them were very quiet. Occasionally, Shen Youchu's slight breath hit Chen Hansheng's head. There was a warm feeling in the cold and rainy day. Chen Hansheng smoked the soft place in his heart.

But he didn't show it on his face, and soon the business card was found.

Because the rain stained with water, it has been attached to the wall edge of the trash can, so it is difficult to find.

"Hoo."

Chen Hansheng was in an inexplicable mood and flicked his wet business card: "if you can't help me, I'll let my Laozi slag you!"

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After stepping on the puddle all the way to the canteen, Chen Hansheng's shoes were wet. When he walked, "creak, creak" sounded. He didn't mind. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Zhaojun.

Shen Youchu put down her bag and umbrella and went to eat. She was very tall and stood out in the crowd. Her hair was soaked in the rain. She gently pulled it behind her ears. Her face was beautiful, and her skin was particularly smooth, white and tender.

Naturally, the students around knew who it was. They looked at her curiously from time to time and looked at Chen Hansheng sitting behind.

Shen Youchu began to be shy again. He just looked down and looked at the ground in line.

Chen Hansheng's eyes are looking at Shen Youchu, but his mouth is not polite to Lao Chen.

"Dad, a middle-aged woman named Moke found me today. She said she was my real mother. I have to prove it with you."

Chen Zhaojun had received a call from his son at noon. He was happy and surprised. The boy usually only called Liang Meijuan.

I didn't know that Chen Hansheng threw out a nuclear bomb when he came up. Lao Chen was so calm that he was startled.

"Do you know?"

"What?"

Now it's Chen Hansheng's turn to force: "no, people say I'm like empress dowager Liang. She's not my mother. I don't agree. I've had feelings for so many years..."

"What are you talking about? Your mother must be your mother!"

Chen Zhaojun didn't let his son talk nonsense. After straightening out his thoughts, he said, "I mean, how do you know this thing?"

"She came to our school today."

Chen Hansheng told the story with a smile. He didn't believe that Chen Zhaojun would cheat. Let's not talk about Lao Chen's character. The key is that he handed over all the economic power and didn't hide any privacy, which shows that he has devoted all his efforts to the family of three.

"Moke is my classmate in high school. Your mother knows this. Don't buckle your hat."

Lao Chen soon returned to his usual appearance and told Chen Hansheng not to catch a cold, so he hung up on the grounds of lunch break.

"Ba Da."

In fact, Chen Zhaojun couldn't sleep. He lit a cigarette and listened to the roaring wind outside. He planned to recall his passing years.

But in retrospect, those memories are all blurred. All engraved in my mind are virtuous wives and naughty sons.

Originally intended to recall the past, but it was all Liang Meijuan who thought inexplicably.

When she just got married, her family conditions were only average, and her mother didn't like her daughter-in-law, so Liang Meijuan was often wronged and often shed tears alone in the room;

"She is also very hard."

Lao Chen thought, a cigarette will soon be finished.

Later, when Chen Hansheng was born, Liang Meijuan had to take care of the elderly and educate children. She was often distracted.

In Chen Hansheng's impression, his mother is a woman with a short temper. In fact, he didn't know that Liang Meijuan was also a very gentle girl, but she devoted all her energy to the family.

"Before holding hands, she would be shy."

Lao Chen smiled and wiped his eyes, but it was a little wet.

In the years to come, when his parents died, he suffered from his own pain, his son became more and more assertive, and intrigues at work······

Chen Zhaojun suddenly found that his life was always inseparable from that woman, and he was willing to turn in all his wages.

"Shit, what green years do you want!"

Lao Chen, who seldom scolded dirty words, rarely scolded and pulled the quilt over his body.

The bedding is fragrant and has the smell of sunshine.

Chen Zhaojun recalled that two days ago, Liang Meijuan washed and dried all these bedding while being wordy, just so that she could have a warm nap at noon.

"How about fleeting years? Can you compare with my old wife?"

With a smile, Lao Chen pillowed the taste washed by his wife and fell asleep contentedly.

Shen Youchu came back from dinner, but saw Chen Hansheng and Liang Meijuan swear: "Mom, you will always be my mother, but if I am forced to call someone else's mother one day, you will know that I am forced and helpless."

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(Lao Liu was not satisfied with the chapter he wrote before, so he simply deleted it and rewritten it, so it was a little late. Thank you for your understanding.)

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