【Leian】Love Tags

It's not that Lei Shi can't understand An Mixiu's expectations hidden in the depths of his eyes, on the contrary, he knows the desires of lovers well in his early years.He understood what the other party wanted.

Even the immature young people's cognition of emotions seems jerky.Maybe he tried his best to restrain it, but there was still an unconcealable liking overflowing from the corners of his eyes and brows, his expression and mannerisms.He will be affected by his own words and random actions.Over a month, the short tens of days they spent together gave Lei Shi the feeling that he could completely control him.

The other party always sends their weaknesses to him on their own initiative.

Lei Shi changed his posture behind the desk, resting his elbows on the armrest of the chair, propping his head up and thinking: A child is just a child, he has no flirting skills, and even the way to please others is very clumsy.

However, the other party probably didn't think about covering up this simple emotion for a long time.Based on his understanding of An Mixiu, he just hasn't got a better way than shyly hiding it.Once An Mixiu finds what he thinks is the safest and most effective way, his ability to act may be worth watching. Before that, the child will use the pure logic of a child to show favor to the person he likes.

But as Camille said, does he know what love is?His so-called love, is it really love?

So what if it's love?Lei Shi was bored thinking, nothing can last forever, let alone the impulsive imagination of a minor.

They have only been together for a long time, and An Mixiu likes it easily, but it is just an appearance created by him, and he doesn't know the real self at all.

Lei Shi pondered the thoughts of a young man indifferently and objectively, and felt that it was boring for him to delve into this issue.He retracted the hand supporting his jaw and sat up straight.The computer in front of him had entered the screensaver mode, he moved the mouse, and the blue light that suddenly turned on seemed a bit abrupt in the dim yellow room.Like this static tense.

He looks out the window.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the bright white light shines down, gently plating a layer of silver on the shadows of the whirling trees.

On a summer night, cicadas and frogs sing, and under the same starry sky, two people who are only a few meters apart have different moods.

The next day, An Mixiu met Lei Shi in the restaurant downstairs. He nodded and greeted the people. Lei Shi was reading a newspaper, and responded with a moderate hum.

An Mixiu hadn't woken up yet.He doesn't have the habit of staying in bed, and his biological clock is always accurate, but he was a little late last night, and the time to fall asleep was calculated, and it was only five hours, and he didn't realize the subtle difference in Lei Shi's attitude.

Until Leishi took the initiative to mention the issue of pocket money.

At that time, there was nothing else on the table except for the slight sound of plates and utensils colliding.Leishi was born in a famous family, and his dining etiquette is natural, smooth and elegant, full of style.An Mixiu is also used to eating and sleeping without talking, just put the toast with jam into his mouth, when he listened to Lei Shi, who sat in the main seat and browsed the financial page, said: "I was negligent before, this card is yours. Take it, and your pocket money will be credited to the card on time every month in the future. The previously promised increase has also been remitted." While talking, he took out a card from his wallet and put it on the table.

An Mixiu shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about this, I have money." After thinking for a while, he added: "You don't have to take it too seriously, I just listened to it as a joke before."

Before his death, his parents had the foresight to set up a foundation, and they sent money to his and An Lijie's accounts regularly every month.The foundation is managed by a special person and notarized by a lawyer. Even the later guardians—their uncles—cannot intervene in its operation.An Mixiu is not a spendthrift person. In fact, if he wanted to, he couldn't think of too many ways to spend money. Except for the electronic equipment necessary for daily life, the most expensive thing is probably to buy exercise books.

An Lijie was about the same as him. The two siblings had a lot of money for students, and the fund from the foundation was enough for them to go to college. They could even use it for experiment funding according to their own preferences.

There was a cup of black coffee for breakfast in front of Lei Shi's table. He picked it up and took a sip slowly. Facing An Mixiu's refusal, he said casually: "You mean, what I said was just a joke?"

An Mixiu froze for a moment, his sluggish brain finally woke up.He looked at Lei Shi hesitantly for a while, and there was really no expression on the other side's face for him to interpret something unusual.An Mixiu withdrew his gaze, and glanced at the bank card lying quietly on the corner of the table. Lei Shi, who has no flaws, matches his external identity, and is the biggest problem.

"No, you misunderstood." He pretended to reply calmly.

Lei Shi said: "Then take it." The strength between the lines is not for him to refuse.

This is different from the strength An Mixiu was familiar with in the past.He doesn't like Lei Shi like this, as if the relationship between them can be measured by money.Except for the cold transaction and compensation, or the money of reward, there is nothing left.

An Mixiu was silent, stubbornly refusing to take it.Lei Shi was noncommittal, and got up to leave after drinking the coffee. Seeing this, the young man stood up, took the small bag with the exercise book on the side and walked behind.Lei Shi didn't stop him, so he let someone act like a tail, and got into the car with him.

At the company, they were busy with their own business as usual, and An Mixiu's meal was not missed until noon. The nearby restaurants with good reputation ordered them one by one and put them in front of him. He would never treat him materially badly.When they go home together after get off work at night, there will be a few words of conversation on the road. Lei Shi is a person who pursues fun, and he will still tease him a few words and say some innocuous witty things.

But it is different, An Mixiu thought while holding his schoolbag, the distance is different.

This situation lasted for a few days. When the transcripts and certificates came down officially, An Mixiu plucked up the courage to show them to Lei Shi. The latter patted him on the head and said nothing. How much money is credited.

Since he silently rejected Lei Shi's kindness in the restaurant, when he came home that night, he saw the bank card placed on the bedside by someone.An Mixiu didn't take it all the time, so it just lay there all the time, conscientiously passing the news of the balance change to the owner through the bound number.

In the blink of an eye, ten days of summer vacation have passed, and the sense of distance between the two of them is always there. The loss in An Mixiu's heart is getting bigger and bigger, and his head pops up from time to time to discourage his enthusiasm.

Did I get the formula wrong?

Which step is the problem?

If there were other ways to get An Lijie's custody back from her uncle, wouldn't she be so passive?His situation will also be different?

Just when An Mixiu was surrounded by these questions, An Lijie called.

The main content of the phone call was that my uncle asked her to convey my aunt's wish to miss them recently and hope they could go back for a meal.It is also intentionally or unintentionally mentioned that the two are almost eighteen years old and will soon become adults.An Mixiu heard the subtext, knowing that the meal was not easy, when An Lijie was discussing countermeasures, she said decisively: "I'll go, you stay at home."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and An Lijie's soft voice came: "Actually, we can wait, as long as it's less than a year away..."

An Mixiu interrupted her: "Just waiting is not enough."

He said firmly: "This meal must be eaten. In the future, no matter what he tells you, don't go back again. I will deal with it. As long as you are fine, I will have no worries. "

An Mixiu had free time during the summer vacation, and he didn't want to procrastinate, so he quickly set it at noon the next day.Lei Shi didn't ask about his whereabouts, even if An Mixiu took the initiative to report to him, he just said yes lightly.

An Mixiu got into the car heading for An's ancestral house with unspeakable depression, cheered up the moment he got off the car, and stepped into the gate with a calm face.

He has never blacklisted these uncles and aunts. The phone call can be made directly to him, but this little uncle refuses to do so. He must be in a roundabout way, just to remind him that he still has a younger sister, who has a custody right. The younger sister who is still in someone else's hands.

When An Mixiu arrived at dinner time, the uncle's family sat down with him at the table to eat.During the dinner, the aunt was attentive to add food, and talked about the past, such as how close the sister-in-law and sister-in-law were at the beginning, when the brother and sister were born, An Mixiu's mother was weak after giving birth, and she was basically the one who held the child.

Speaking later, the woman's beautiful face showed a sad look, "I know that you have always been separated from our family because you are not my own, but your uncle and I really love you two brothers and sisters. Nothing short of you. Now that you are older and have your own ideas, we don’t want to interfere too much.”

She stopped here, and the middle-aged man at the side continued to speak naturally, brushing past the topic of being able to open an account alone after reaching the age of eighteen.An Mixiu was scratched to an itch, and knew that the point was coming.

Finally, after the meal, his uncle took out a document, pushed it in front of An Mixiu, and said, "Uncle would like to ask you for a favor at work, come, sign this document."

An Mixiu was very vigilant and didn't make a sound, so he took it and looked down.

——tbc——