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"Brother Ye, do you want dinner? After I finish eating, please pack a copy and bring it here." Wen Zijie stood at the door of the ward with a lunch box and asked Ye Zhe'an.

Ye Zhean looked away from the phone screen and looked towards the door, "Okay, thank you, it's okay if you eat slowly."

"En." Wen Zijie turned around and went out.

Ye Zhe'an withdrew his gaze and got along with him for a few days. He found that Wen Zijie and Luo Yuan were not the same at all. Wen Zijie had a deep, introverted and stable personality that did not match his peers, which Luo Yuan did not have.

Not the same, really not at all.

The similarity he saw at the beginning should be just his illusion.

He looked back at the screen of his phone, and there was a WeChat frame between him and Luo Yuan. He had been staring at this frame for almost 10 minutes, and he didn't know why.

-when are you leaving?I'll take you to the airport.

- No, someone will take me.

- ok, good voyage.

This was the last conversation he had with Luo Yuan. Luo Yuan wanted to hear him say forgiveness, but he didn't give it. He wanted to send Luo Yuan, but Luo Yuan refused.

It's over, it's really over.

After nearly two years of entanglement, this is enough.

Recently, my younger brother's situation has gotten better and better, and he has also returned to school. Everything seems to be developing in a good direction. As soon as he relaxes, something that he doesn't want to think of sprouts in his heart.

He felt that the cobweb cracks on the wall in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, and it was almost unbearable. He began to panic, but he couldn't find the source.

Attending classes, making lesson plans, and taking care of his younger brother, he doesn’t have to go to Luo Yuan’s apartment on Friday. He has more time to cook for himself and his younger brother, and then eat, sleep, and exercise. He even bought a few potted plants for his family to grow .

He does not raise animals, it costs money, and it is difficult to take care of him when he is not at home. He just wants to not be alone when he returns home, even if he is accompanied by a few plants.

Potted plants are easy to raise, just like Luo Yuan, they are not noisy, they are always obedient.

But after all, it's not Luo Yuan, lonely, still lonely, he can't adapt to it.

In a daze, someone called him, he raised his head, looked at his younger brother on the hospital bed, and heard him say, "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Ye Zhean rubbed his eyes, "It's nothing, do you want some water?"

Ye Chengxi shook his head, "I don't want to drink....Brother, is there something on your mind? Is work not going well?"

"No, don't think too much about it." Ye Zhe'an stood up, walked to the window and pushed it open to let the air in the room change again. "Whatever you want to eat tomorrow morning, I'll make it and send it here."

The university courses are not satisfied, and sometimes there is no class in the first or second period in the morning, so he will make breakfast by himself and send it to the hospital to ensure the nutrition of his younger brother.

Ye Chengxi thought for a while and said, "Let's have pumpkin porridge, and fry a poached egg."

Ye Zhean nodded and said, "Okay, is there anything else?"

"No more," Ye Chengxi said, "Brother, you must eat better yourself, you have lost a lot of weight recently."

Did you lose weight? Ye Zhean raised his hand and touched his face. It seemed a little. What about Luo Yuan? Did he lose weight? He had a bad stomach. The last few faces he saw lost a lot of weight. Do you have a better look?

After dinner, Ye Chengxi couldn't bear it anymore and went to bed first, Ye Zhe'an went to the water room to wash the lunch box, Wen Zijie went to fetch water.

"Where do you live?" On the way back to the ward together, Ye Zhe'an asked Wen Zijie, "I don't have class tomorrow morning, so I'll stay here tonight. You go back and sleep overnight."

Unexpectedly, Wen Zijie refused directly, "This is against the rules, I have to do as much as you pay me."

Ye Zhean froze for a moment, then smiled, "Okay."

It's different, it's really different, if it's Luo Yuan, he can't wait, that guy is so lazy, he is a fool if he is lazy.

Luo Yuan came to the head office of the buddy's western restaurant as scheduled, reported his name, and someone led him directly to the door of a room at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

"The boss is inside, go in." The male waiter in a dark blue vest bent at him with his hands behind him, turned and left.

Luo Yuan looked at the dark red carved door, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Come in." A deep male voice came from inside.

Luo Yuan put his hand on the doorknob, unscrewed it, pushed the door open and entered.

I thought it was an office, but I didn't expect it to be a luxurious Chinese-style box.There is actually a Chinese-style box in the western restaurant, and I don't know whose idea it was, or who it was for.

There was only one person sitting in the huge box, and he waved to Luo Yuan, "Luo Yuan, long time no see, come in quickly."

"Shen Siming, long time no see." Luo Yuan walked in, closed the door, and sat down beside Shen Siming.

Shen Siming is the name of that buddy, who is about the same age as Luo Yuan, looks a lot older and smarter.

Just as Luo Yuan sat down, the door of the private room was opened again. A waitress opened the door and came in. She bowed slightly to Shen Siming, "Boss, would you like some food?"

"Go." Shen Siming said.

The waitress went out, and the private room became quiet. Shen Siming didn't speak, but tilted his head and lit a cigarette, pointing his fingers on the table.

The two sat not far away, the smoke dispersed, and Luo Yuan's eyes were sore.He lowered his head, blinked his eyes, and said, "Shen Siming, I came to you today because I want to ask you for help."

After he finished speaking, Shen Siming didn't respond immediately. He hissed out the last cigarette in his mouth, stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said, "Let's eat first, we'll talk after eating."

Just as Luo Yuan was about to speak, the door of the private room was knocked twice, and the door was pushed open again, and the waiters carrying plates came in one after another, and placed large and small plates on the turntable one by one, making a complete circle.

Looking at these exquisite Chinese dishes, Luo Yuan lost his appetite and felt a little nauseous.

The last waiter was carrying a tray with two bottles of high-priced foreign wine placed in the middle of the turntable.

Luo Yuan's eyelids trembled.

The waiters went out, but Shen Siming still didn't say anything. He stood up, took a bottle of wine, opened it, poured two glasses full, and handed Luo Yuan a glass, "We haven't had a drink together for many years. Have a drink first."

The hand hanging by his leg clenched his fist, but Luo Yuan didn't answer, "Sorry, I have a bad stomach, so I can't drink."

Shen Siming frowned, "Why, buddy doesn't have this face anymore?"

Luo Yuan's throat was dry. Before he came here, he had expected many situations. The only thing he didn't expect was that people would change. The current Shen Siming is no longer the Shen Siming he knew. His intuition told him that he couldn't drink this wine today. , even if you are not pregnant, you can't drink it.

"I'm sorry," Luo Yuan lowered his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the glass of orange wine, "I really can't drink, Siming, I may be a little impulsive today, sorry to disturb you, I'm counting on today's table dishes Yes, I have something to go back first."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and pulled away the chair and was about to leave. Before he could stand up straight, Shen Siming said, "It's just a glass of wine, it's not enough. Besides, I treat you to dinner, so there's no reason for you to pay for it."

Luo Yuan turned to look at him, and saw that he drank the glass of wine handed to Luo Yuan in one gulp, and put the empty glass on the table, "If we can't drink it, we won't drink it, come, let's eat food."