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Chapter 026 Please Don't Say That About Him

Luo Yuan accompanied Shen Siming to a high-end western restaurant on the top of a landmark building. For those who had made an appointment in advance, the waiter led them to the seats by the window, opened the chairs for them, and handed them the menu.

"Couple package." Shen Siming said without looking at it.

Luo Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to say that he really ate it, but seeing Shen Siming's expression, he couldn't speak again.

"Okay, you two, please wait a moment."

The waiter left with the menu, Luo Yuan turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

It was completely dark, and the height of 30 floors was enough to capture the panorama of the whole city. It was colorful and grotesque. This city was really beautiful and pleasant, but this kind of comfort did not belong to Luoyuan.

"What are you thinking?"

Hearing the sound, Luo Yuan turned his head to look at Shen Siming, only to see that his hands were folded on the table, a slender cigarette was stroked and stroked from the tip of his finger, and then he took a deep breath on the tip of his nose, "I usually I don’t like to come to this kind of place to eat.”

"Because you can't smoke?" Luo Yuan asked.

"That's one reason." Shen Siming said, but he didn't say another reason.

He turned his head and looked out the window, and said in a voice that sounded a bit vague: "I'll take you back after dinner with me."

Luo Yuan's Adam's apple rolled, "Si Ming."

"Don't think I'm sympathizing with you," Shen Siming said, "I'm torturing you. The best way to torment a person is not to die, but to prevent him from getting what he wants most."

"Luo Yuan, I've already found out the relationship between you and that teacher." His tone was full of sarcasm, "Luo Yuan, Luo Yuan, I really underestimated you, you are quite capable."

He didn't say it clearly, Luo Yuan understood what he meant.

He changed the subject, "It's a pity that you are an idiot. You are kind to others. If something happens, he will run away? How is this different from raising a white-eyed wolf?"

"Don't talk about him like that," Luo Yuan raised his voice slightly, "he's not what you think."

"Oh? What's that like? I'm a little curious about what kind of person he is."

Luo Yuan lowered his head, "I don't want to talk about him."

The cigarette was held in the palm of Shen Siming's hand, and his face was completely changed. He twisted the shredded tobacco into small balls and played with it between his fingers, "Are you so reluctant to let me talk about him?"

He stared at Luo Yuan, as if he wanted to poke a hole in Luo Yuan's head with his eye knife, but Luo Yuan returned him a soft knife, which was inserted straight into the center of his heart, "I don't want to, so please, Don't talk about him."

"Heh!" Shen Siming laughed, very lightly and forbearably, "Since you're begging me, please act like you're begging me."

Luo Yuan licked his slightly dry lower lip, and said in a low voice, "Tell me what you want me to do."

Just when the waiter came to serve the meal, Shen Siming pushed the steak in front of him, "Cut it for me."

Luo Yuan was taken aback, but picked up the knife and fork to cut it for him.Shen Siming looked at him, just looked at him so quietly.

Luo Yuan was a little uncomfortable. After a pause, he didn't look up, and continued to cut the steak hard.

In order not to spoil Shen Siming's interest, Luo Yuan tried his best to eat two-thirds of a steak, and then ate some desserts and salads. He didn't stop until he felt nauseated. He wiped his mouth and stroked his stomach with his hands—this It's his latest habit.

After eating, Shen Siming kept his promise and took him home. Before getting off the car, Luo Yuan said: "When my mother gets better, I'll watch a movie with you."

Shen Siming said with a cold face: "No, I don't like watching movies."

"...Oh." Luo Yuan got out of the car and closed the door, watching him walk away.

Clutching his belly, he went upstairs and entered the room. He opened the door of his mother's room first. She was already lying on the bed and fell asleep. He stood for a while, seeing the rise and fall of her chest through the faint light, and then exhaled softly. Take a deep breath, close the door and go out.

He stood in the living room and took off his coat. It was getting colder. As a southerner, he still maintained the habit of taking a shower once a day.Walk into the bathroom with a change of clothes, turn on the shower, let the hot water flow out to steam the bathroom first.He stood in front of the mirror and lifted the hem of his clothes, staring at the white and soft lump on his stomach in the mirror.

It has been more than two months, and the stomach will show up soon, how should he tell Shen Siming?

To be honest, will he be angry, or disgusted, spurned, feel cheated, abuse him, torture him?Or just take him straight to the police station and make him big news in the city?

But if you don't tell him, how can you deceive me about this kind of thing?

In late autumn, the branches are bare, only the maple leaves are as red as fire.Ye Zhean was walking on the way home from get off work with his bag in his hands, feeling a little high-pitched.

In the bag was an application form for a full-scholarship study in an American school connected to his school. This was given to him by his graduate tutor, who said he had helped him fight for a long time. After filling out the application form and faxing it, the matter was considered settled. up.

The professor said that the time is very urgent. After the application is completed, he will go to report within one month at most. He asked Ye Zhe'an to take advantage of this time to hand over the school work, and to deal with personal matters as soon as possible. After receiving the reply, he left immediately Familiar with the environment.

Ye Zhe'an read the American school materials carefully twice, knowing that this is a great opportunity for him, and he has no reason not to go.Personally speaking, the United States has been rubbing his nerves for more than a month. If Luo Yuan saw him there, he didn't know how he would react.He actually had some expectations.

In order to celebrate the good news, he decided not to buy groceries today, and took two children out for a meal.When they got home, Ye Chengxi was sitting on the enclosed balcony drawing pictures, and Wen Zijie was cleaning.

"Brother Ye." Wen Zijie greeted, looked at his empty hands, "Shoulder hurt? I'll go shopping."

Ye Zhe'an put the bag on the shoe cabinet, changed into slippers and walked in, "No, I'll take you out to eat today."

Ye Chengxi heard this, turned his head and called him with a smile: "Brother, do you have any happy event today?"

Ye Zhe'an came up behind him and patted his head lovingly, "Brother does have a happy event, but I'm afraid you will get angry if you tell it."

"What? How could I be angry with you?" Ye Chengxi stared at him dissatisfied, "You are my brother."

Ye Zhean grabbed the back of his neck and pinched it, dragged a chair and sat down beside him, and said, "The school gave me a full-scholarship place to study in the United States for three years. My brother wants to go."

Ye Chengxi listened to him calmly, then the tip of his nose became hot, the circles of his eyes turned red, and tears rolled down his face, "Brother, is what you said true?"

Ye Zhe'an was taken aback. He had thought about his younger brother's reaction after hearing the news, angry, angry, and complaining, but he never thought that he would cry, but now thinking about it again, that's right, the only brother is leaving , Sadness is inevitable.

"Don't cry, okay? Xiaowen is taking care of you. Three years will pass soon. My brother will try his best to come back to see you every year."

Ye Chengxi shook his head vigorously, tears flew onto the back of Ye Zhe'an's hand.Ye Zhe'an's heart suddenly hurt, and he only heard his younger brother say: "Brother, you misunderstood, I didn't want you to go, I was happy for you."