361. Time flies, but it can’t beat my first wife

"I can't believe it. Old Chen was a king when he was young. Could it be that Empress Dowager Liang is the one who took over?"

The cold rain in the sky was like shining pearls, floating and swaying. Chen Hansheng's down jacket was wet, and he was squatting next to the trash can like a fool looking for a business card.

Of course, he felt a little embarrassed. If his classmates recognized him, the new vice president of the student union would be rummaging around next to the trash can. It would really damage his image if it got out.

Chen Hansheng put on the hat behind him, thinking that he would be safe now.

However, there are still people who can recognize him.

For example, Shen Youchu.

As Chen Hansheng was looking, he suddenly found that there was no rain on his head, and instead there was the sound of raindrops "crackling" hitting the umbrella cloth.

Shen Youchu was actually standing next to him.

Her face was frozen white and tender, her long eyelashes were stained with a few drops of rain, fluttering and shaking, her clear peach eyes were full of doubts, probably wondering why Chen Hansheng had a problem with the trash can.

"Ahem~"

Chen Hansheng coughed, he also felt that this image was too embarrassing, especially when Shen Youchu saw it.

"My shoelaces were loose, I squatted down to tie them."

Chen Hansheng explained seriously.

"Oh."

Shen Youchu responded innocently, her eyes were not blind, Chen Hansheng had been here for almost half a minute, she saw him from a distance.

Chen Hansheng found that Shen Youchu didn't believe it, and felt a little angry, and asked in a choking voice: "What are you doing here?"

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

"You don't need 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 not to catch a cold."

In fact, this stupid business card is no longer important. Lu Gongchao must have it. In the end, Chen Hansheng has been competing with himself - I got caught in so much rain, I must find it!

It seems a bit perverted.

Since he couldn't hide it, Chen Hansheng didn't pretend to be cool. He honestly looked for the business card again. When he looked up, he saw that Shen Youchu's jeans were covered with mud.

According to her temperament, this situation would not happen when she walked normally. She must have seen Chen Hansheng squatting in the rain, so she hurried over.

Chen Hansheng sighed and stopped talking. Shen Youchu saw that Chen Hansheng's forehead and face were full of water droplets. She gently took off her sleeves and used the dry cloth inside to help Chen Hansheng wipe it bit by bit.

During this process, except for the "crackling" sound of raindrops, the two were very quiet. Occasionally, Shen Youchu's light breathing hit Chen Hansheng's head, which felt a little warm in the cold rainy day, and the soft spot in Chen Hansheng's heart twitched.

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

Because it was wet from the rain, it had been stuck to the edge of the trash can, so it was difficult to find.

"Huh."

Chen Hansheng felt inexplicably happy and flicked the wet business card: "If you can't help me, I'll let my father scum you!"

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After stepping on the puddles all the way to the cafeteria, Chen Hansheng's shoes were soaked, and they made a "squeak, squeak" sound when he walked, but he didn't mind it at all. He took out his mobile phone and called Chen Zhaojun.

Shen Youchu put down her bag and umbrella and went to get food. She was very tall and stood out in the crowd. Her hair was soaked in rain, so she gently pulled it behind her ears. Not only was her face beautiful, but her skin was also very smooth and tender.

The classmates around her naturally knew who she was. They looked at her curiously from time to time, and also looked at Chen Hansheng who was sitting in the back and making a phone call.

Shen Youchu started to be shy again, and she just lowered her head and looked at the line on the ground.

Chen Hansheng looked at Shen Youchu, but he didn't say anything polite to Lao Chen.

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

Chen Zhaojun received a call from his son at noon. He was a little happy and a little surprised. This kid usually only called Liang Meijuan.

Who knew that Chen Hansheng would throw a nuclear bomb right away, and Lao Chen, who was so calm, was actually shocked.

"You know everything?"

"What?"

Now it was Chen Hansheng's turn to be confused: "No, people say I look like Empress Liang, but she's not my real mother. I don't agree with that. We've had feelings for each other for so many years..."

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

Chen Zhaojun didn't let his son talk nonsense. He sorted out his thoughts and said, "I mean, how did you know about this?"

"She came to our school for an inspection today."

Chen Hansheng smiled and told the story. 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 anything. It shows that he has devoted all his efforts to this family of three.

"Mo Ke is my high school classmate. Your mother also knows about this. Don't make random accusations."

Lao Chen quickly returned to his usual self, told Chen Hansheng not to catch a cold, and hung up the phone on the pretext of taking a lunch break.

"Pah."

Actually, Chen Zhaojun couldn't sleep either. He lit a cigarette and listened to the whistling wind outside. He planned to recall his youth.

However, when he thought about it, all the memories were blurred. What was engraved in his mind were all his virtuous wife and naughty son.

Originally, he planned to recall the past, but inexplicably, he thought of Liang Meijuan.

When he had just got married, his family conditions were only average. In addition, his mother didn't like this daughter-in-law, so Liang Meijuan was often wronged and often cried alone in the room;

"She was also very hard."

Old Chen thought about it and finished a cigarette quickly.

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

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

"She would be shy if we held hands before."

Old Chen smiled and wiped his eyes, which were actually a little wet.

In the years that followed, he felt the pain when his parents died, his son became more and more independent, and there were intrigues at work...

Chen Zhaojun suddenly realized that his life was always inseparable from that woman, and he was willing to hand over all his wages.

"Fuck, what green years do you want!"

Old Chen, who rarely cursed, cursed once and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

The quilt smelled fragrant and had the smell of sunshine.

Chen Zhaojun remembered that Liang Meijuan washed and dried all the quilts while nagging them two days ago, just so that he could have a warm nap at noon.

"What's the matter with the passing of time? Can it compare with my old wife?"

Old Chen smiled, pillowed on the smell of his wife's hand-washed clothes, and fell asleep contentedly.

When Shen Youchu came back from getting food, she saw Chen Hansheng swearing to Liang Meijuan: "Mom, you will always be my real mom, but if I am forced to call someone else mom one day, you will just know that I was forced into it."