i see your calling

After realizing this matter, Lian Yan began to look for reasons not to go to the hospital. The reasons were a little monotonous. It was nothing more than the inconvenience of doing homework in the hospital. Shen Pingge didn't doubt it too much. He looked at him obediently, nodding or shaking his head, his preferences were straightforward and transparent.

When Shen Pingge left in the morning, Lian Yan had already woken up, lay on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, Shen Pingge didn't bother him, and asked the nanny to cook, the door closed softly, with a "click", Lian Yan Only slowly got up.

He was really bored at home alone, and had no friends, so he just wrote the homework that he should know, and he could only leave a blank if he didn't know it. When he had nothing to do, he practiced drawing small leaves on white paper and his wrist.

The leaves are painted more and more alike. In the heat wave of summer, it seems that they are really covered with cicadas and sunshine.

As the days went by, Lian Yan secretly became jealous, he felt that he was baffled, he didn't even want Shen Pingeduo and Shen Yiming to stay together, he was the one who wished for them to reconcile before, but now he is the one who feels sad.

- I want your eyes to stick to me.

if it is possible.

Lian Yan wrote on a small note, signed by Tang Wensi.The writing is a bit too vernacular, but it is from the heart.As usual, Lian Yan folded the note and put it in the middle of her schoolbag.

Originally, Xia Tian was enthusiastic and surging, but now it has become pale and silent, and it has become words that no one responds to.

The days when Shen Pingge was away were not long, it was only a week if he was full of money, Shen Yiming was almost in good health, he did not break the contract this time, and he returned home on the day he was discharged from the hospital, Lian Yan had been eating alone at night, and there were too many people in the villa When he got up, he was not used to it.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Yiming lost some weight, but his complexion was ruddy, and he was in a good mood, "I'll make it for you."

"Let's ask the nanny to do it." Shen Pingge sat on the sofa with his arms on one side, "don't be too busy."

"The nanny's food is too heavy, and I can't grasp the quantity, so I just try to make it delicious." Shen Yiming pointed to his stomach, "I will eat something light, and I know how much is suitable."

Shen Yiming couldn't help it, this excuse was too flimsy, it could be refuted casually, but Shen Pingge didn't say anything, and let him do it, Lian Yan sat quietly on the other side of the sofa, narrowed her sense of existence as much as possible, willingly as a decoration.

The sound of the range hood and the sound of cutting vegetables sounded in the kitchen. Lian Yan liked this kind of sound. The warmth of the family was always out of his reach. Xu Mei didn't love him, but now, he felt extremely uncomfortable listening to this kind of sound—— ——Shen Yiming is cooking for Shen Pingge, he is like a tenant who eats and drinks here.

"You said that between people, will there be any changes if we don't see each other for a few days?"

Lian Yan was thinking wildly, and suddenly heard Shen Pingge's voice, he followed the reputation, Shen Pingge looked at him sideways, the light fell on his eyelids, and his dark tail was drawn out, his smile was not obvious, he stared blankly It took him a while to react to Shen Pingge's words.

Why ask this?

Lian Yan looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Pingge was not in a hurry, and looked at him calmly, insisting on an answer.

Lian Yan's heart was almost tangled, he nodded indiscriminately.

"I think so," Shen Pingge suddenly moved closer, with his hands resting on his side, "otherwise, why haven't you seen me for a few days, and you won't even look at me?"

Lian Yan thought, didn't she look at him?

Shen Pingge was too close, he couldn't think carefully, his back was tense, he wanted to see his eyes, but he dodged in a panic when he saw them, he pursed his lips, he was at a loss, like hands and feet Ah, it’s all redundant, and it’s not right to put it anywhere.

"Why don't you look at me?" He heard Shen Pingge say, "Little friend."

Lian Yan looked at him all of a sudden, obviously in a bad mood these days, but Shen Pingge said a word to him, called him softly, and he felt very happy, all dissatisfaction and dark thoughts were wiped away, he is For the puppet manipulated by Shen Pingge, all his joy and anger are given by him. He can take back his happiness without authorization, and he can also hug him warmly. Just say a word, he can be healed.

Tell him the truth, or give him a look.

Lian Yan looked at him hesitantly, then quickly lowered her head, and slowly gestured to him.

Shen Pingge pressed his hand, "Stop making gestures."

"..." There was a buzzing in Lian Yan's head, and she looked at Shen Pingge anxiously, and Shen Pingge handed over her hand, "Let's write here."

Only then did Lian Yan realize that it wasn't that Shen Pingge didn't want to listen to him—it was because he was thinking too much.

The silent communication and the dark night seemed to give a reason to be honest, Lian Yan really wanted to tell him all his feelings, he held Shen Pingge's hand, right hand, he saw the black leaves under the cuff, the clear blood vessels, the delicate palm Texture, he seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing, and it was carried away with oxygen.

Lian Yan wrote on it.

- These days, I...

A voice suddenly came from the kitchen, Shen Yiming called Shen Pingge loudly.

"Pingge! Come here to help, I'm too busy."

Lian Yan looked over, Shen Pingge had to look at him apologetically, withdrew his hand, his gaze was hard to spare, stood up, rubbed Lian Yan's hair, as if teasing a pet, "I'll go first, you watch TV first. "

The surrounding became quiet again, all the bustle was not far away, Lian Yan was sitting on the sofa with her arms around a pillow, only half of her face and fluffy black hair were exposed, he felt a little out of breath, Shen Pingge seemed to put him The air was taken away, Lian Yan stared at the words on the screen, her eyes hurt a little.

Meals were prepared quickly.

Shen Yiming's cooking is still very good, at least it looks better than Shen Pingge's chili stir-fry meat, and there are side dishes of fruit salad, white sweet salad dressing, red cherry tomatoes, purple mulberries, small The cyan grapes are beautiful as decorations under the warm yellow light, and the dishes are also good-looking. Lian Yan can't name it, but thinks it is high-end.

"Do you like it?" Shen Yiming placed the bowl and chopsticks, and asked Lian Yan with a smile, "Wash your hands and come eat."

He is really stupid, and he doesn't know how to respond except to be silent.

Shen Pingge was not a talkative person at the dinner table, but Shen Yiming's flattery was too deliberate, he hadn't had a normal communication with his son for a long time, so it was precious to have such a hint.In order not to be too embarrassed, Lian Yan could only eat with his head down. The porridge he cooked was fish porridge. He didn't like fish, and the white salad dressing was too sweet, which made him a little nauseous.

Everything seemed to be against him, driving him out.

Lian Yan didn't listen to their conversation, those words got into his ears without understanding, the salad dressing was sticky and stuck to his mouth, Lian Yan couldn't eat a single bite, he stood up with a "huh", the chair made a harsh sound sound.

Shen Yiming was still talking, his smile hadn't faded away, he looked at Lian Yan, a little strange: "Xiaoyan?"

Lian Yan was extremely irritable, he lowered his eyes and gestured, not knowing what he said, whether there was any mistake in the sign language of the gesture, Shen Yiming and Shen Pingge were not professional learners of sign language, they were just self-taught for him, to understand his words Yet?he does not know.

He doesn't want to know.

After finishing the gesture, Lian Yan went back to the house as if fleeing, fearing that Shen Yiming or Shen Pingge would stop him, the door closed, and he leaned against the door to breathe deeply, walked to the bedside and sat down after a while, rolled the quilt around his body, and Regardless of whether it was Nuan Xia, she fell on the bed, thinking about nothing, and emptied herself as much as possible.

Don't come to him, just throw him away, and don't talk to him, he doesn't want to move at all.

Shen Pingge's words...

Lian Yan thought suddenly.

I don't like him anymore.

Liking is a sad thing.

He doesn't like Shen Pingge anymore.

The author says:

At the end of Liao, I guessed wrong again, and I couldn't find it in two chapters, shit.

I really like to write about this kind of secret love, hahaha