contract lover

Luo Yuan got out of the car as if in a state of collapse, and rushed into the hotel quickly without even caring about his mother.

He swiped open the door with shaking hands, and rushed into the bathroom after entering.

After a while, Mother Luo came in and saw that the bathroom door was closed, she worriedly said: "Yuanyuan, are you okay, come out and let Mom see you."

It was quiet inside for a while, and Luo Yuan's voice came out: "Mom, I'm fine, just let me stay alone for a while."

Mother Luo wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shen Siming who came later, "Auntie, please leave him alone for a while, I will take you to eat first."

Luo's mother really didn't know how to comfort her son, so she could only walk away step by step. Before leaving, she yelled inside: "If you are tired, lie on the bed and sleep for a while, and mother will bring you something to eat."

There was a sound of closing the door, and the room was completely quiet. Luo Yuan sat on the ground by the sink, slowly hugging his head.

Teacher Ye, Teacher Ye... After a year, he finally saw the Teacher Ye whom he had been thinking of so much. Although it was just a quick glance, this glimpse let him know that he never stopped loving his Teacher Ye for a moment.

He remembered the first time he saw Ye Zhean, Ye Zhean was playing with a group of boys on the basketball court, he was wearing a black jersey at that time, Luo Yuan felt that this person was the object of his pursuit in this life.

Before that, he never thought that loving someone would be so laborious, so laborious that it was like dusk chasing dawn, as if he would never wait for the other person to look at him.

Luo Yuan once thought about what would happen if he didn't meet Ye Zhe'an in this life, and didn't fall in love with him, but he didn't dare to imagine, he couldn't imagine what Ye Zhe'an would be like in his life. What kind of desolation and disaster, from this he was sure that he wanted Ye Zhe'an, he only wanted Ye Zhe'an in his life, even if there was no Ye Zhe'an, he would not want anyone else.

Luo Yuan raised his head and looked at the fluttering moths under the ceiling lamp. He was that moth, chasing things that did not belong to him all his life.

Ye Zhean stood in front of the villa. The villa was very beautiful. There was a window with sky blue curtains on the second floor directly opposite the door. Ye Zhean imagined Luo Yuan opened the window and looked down every morning, unconsciously. raised the corners of his mouth.

The window really opened, but it wasn't Luo Yuan, and it couldn't be Luo Yuan.It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. He looked at Ye Zhe'an curiously and asked, "Who are you? Why are you standing at my door all the time?"

Ye Zhean looked at him, "Let me take a look at my old house."

The boy said lightly: "Oh, then you can see." Then he closed the window.

Ye Zhe'an stood there for a long time, until he lost all feeling in his legs. He took out his mobile phone, looked at the familiar number for a long time, touched the screen lightly, and dialed it.

This is how many times he dialed this number, no accident, empty number.

He laughed at himself, yes, they changed their numbers, obviously they just don't want to contact you anymore, what are you still insisting on?

He remembered the last words Luo Yuan said the day he returned the contract to him.

"Miss Ye, you are free."

He is completely free.

But it hurts.

When his younger brother called, Ye Zhean answered it, then turned around and left, returning to his and his younger brother's home.

Half a month later, he boarded the plane to Los Angeles again. This time, his expression was calmer and calmer than before.

Four years later.

When Ye Zhe'an came out of the classroom with his textbooks in his arms, he saw Chris leaning on the railing to make a phone call. He held the phone in one hand and leaned back slightly, revealing his charming Adam's apple and collarbone. The sunlight shone down on his handsome facial features Straight down, the two sky-defying long legs overlapped casually, and the simple posture was more eye-catching than the European and American male models in magazines, which made the men and women who had just left the classroom gasp.

Seeing Ye Zhean come out, Chris said a few words to the phone before hanging up, and gave Ye Zhean a charming smile, "Hi, my teacher, I'm here to pick you up from get off work."

The inhalation turned into a low whimper.

Ye Zhe'an smiled helplessly, "Where are you singing?"

Chris spread his hands, "Don't say that, I just want to have dinner with my teacher."

After speaking, he took out the book under Ye Zhean's armpit and put it under his armpit, and walked downstairs with Ye Zhean's arms around him.

After getting in the car, he turned sideways to fasten Ye Zhean's seat belt, but Ye Zhean stopped him, "Are you addicted?"

Chris smiled, sat back and started the car, "What would the teacher want to eat?"

"You decide." Ye Zhe'an put on the seat belt for himself, leaned on the back of the chair and looked out the window.

He returned to the country two years ago. After returning, he still returned to the original school to teach, but his title was promoted to associate professor, and he brought a few graduate students. The income is not the same as before.

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Zhe'an is simply a shining piece of meat and potatoes. He is good-looking, well-behaved, knowledgeable, and the youngest professor in the school. The most important thing is that he is still single at the age of 33, not only in the school The female teachers who have no object in the school, the female students who admire him can line up from the teaching building to the school gate, and the building built for him by the school post bar is so soft that they can't turn their heads.

Ye Zhe'an was unmoved, and lived a single life like a monk day after day, and never even talked more than three sentences with female students on weekdays.Some people speculated that Ye Zhean was gay, so there were a few bold boys eager to try to conquer this iceberg, but unfortunately they all failed in the end, so everyone gave him a nickname - "Ye Bingshan", It can be regarded as a compliment to him, the flower of Gaoling.Until Chris shows up.

Since Chris came to the school to pick up Ye Zhean for the first time a year ago and gave him a big hug in front of the whole classroom, no one thought their "Professor Ye Bingshan" was single anymore, so that night in the school There is such a post on the top of the post bar - "What kind of fairy couple is this! The combined appearance can circle the Burj Khalifa three and a half times!"

In this way, the beautiful love story between Ye Zhe'an and his good-looking boyfriend spread in this school.

"What are you thinking about?" Chris reached out to turn on the car stereo, and the soothing piano music slowly flowed out, "Let's go eat local food, I haven't eaten in a long time."

"You decide." Ye Zhe'an said.

"Going to drink after eating?"

"No," Ye Zhe'an refused, "I still have things to do tonight, let's try another day."

"Okay." Chris shrugged, not disappointed.

After dinner, Chris sent him home, and asked someone to go to the bar for a drink.Ye Zhe'an came home, but there was no one at home. His younger brother and Wen Zijie went to the exchange meeting organized by the college in Linshi. If he didn't come back at night, he just got a quiet night.

He made himself a cup of hot milk, sat at the table and drank the milk while looking up the homework submitted by the students today. When the milk was finished, he habitually turned on his mobile phone and entered WeChat, poked into a certain avatar to check, but there was no reply. There is no update on Moments either.

He washed the glass and put it back in place, went to the room to get his clothes, took a shower in the bathroom, then went back to the room and sat back on the bed.

After flipping through the information at hand for a while, the phone rang. It was my younger brother calling, saying that I had dinner out with a group of classmates and had just returned to the hotel.

"Lock the door when you sleep, and be careful yourself."

"Got it, my brother," Ye Chengxi's voice was a little tired, but he could hear that he was in a good mood, "There is a idiot here, he sleeps in the same room as me, it will be fine."

"Well, then go to bed early and be careful on the way back."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhe'an looked at the darkened phone screen, and unconsciously clicked on the WeChat avatar again.Still nothing changes.

He read the few chats in the chat box that he could recite almost verbatim several times, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to Niannian~Happy birthday to you~"

In a house with orange lights, a group of big friends are singing happy birthday in unison. The children surrounded by them are wearing small cardboard crowns on their heads, and their big round and bright eyes are staring at you without blinking. Looking at the Doraemon cake with candles in front of her, she licked her chubby lips from time to time, it was so cute.

"Happy birthday to our little Niannian, we are one year older, we will be big friends from now on, come on, Niannian will make a wish, and then blow out the candles, okay?" Xue Chen relit a small candle that had been extinguished, Tell the children.

The child clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a wish in a dignified manner, and returned it to Bald: "I hope my father and grandma will be healthy and happy forever."

After he finished speaking, he opened his eyes, and Xue Chen asked him, "What about you?"

"I don't have any. I'm happy when my father and grandma are happy." The child pouted and said like a little adult.

"Then how can it be done?" Shen Siming said aside, "You can also make a wish, maybe it will come true."

"Really?" The child's eyes lit up, "Is it really possible?"

"Really, as long as it is your wish, it can come true."

Upon hearing this, the child quickly closed his eyes and continued facing the candle, "I hope I can put on a Superman costume tomorrow morning."

"Thump, thump, thump!" Xue Chen took out a box from behind, "Look, you don't have to wait until tomorrow morning, your wish will come true now!"

"Wow!" The child was amazed at the sight. Is making a wish so magical? He quickly closed his eyes, "I also want a set of Lego toys!"

"look here."

The kid opened his eyes and saw that Shen Siming was holding a big box taller than him and was looking at him with a smile in his hand. He was shocked, "It's really Lego! Uncle, did you give it to me?"

"Of course." Shen Siming patted his head, "Uncle specially bought this for you."

"Great, then I will make another promise, I hope I can have a mother..."

"Near!"

Luo Yuan, who had been silent all this time, scolded lightly, interrupting the child's wish.The child looked at his father for no reason. After seeing his father's gloomy expression, he was a little overwhelmed. Tears soon filled his eyes, and he couldn't shed them. He was very pitiful.

"Yuanyuan, don't do this, you scared him." Mother Luo hurriedly stopped her.

Luo Yuan took a deep breath, walked up to the child and knelt down, held his face in his hands, and said word by word: "I'm sorry baby, daddy can satisfy you with other wishes, only mommy, daddy can't give you in this life, please Can you forgive Dad?"

The child is very sensible, and also realized that he was too excited today to say the wrong thing, which made his father unhappy. Hearing his father's apology, he immediately shook his head, pouted his little mouth and said in a childish voice: "I'm sorry, Daddy, I was wrong, I will never want a mother again."

Luo Yuan hugged him into his arms, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Good boy, it's dad who is sorry for you."