Wen Xiaohui didn't go to work the next day, and went to work as a waiter in Luo Rui's store. He was just upset and wanted to do something out of his mind.
He texted his mother that we'd talk again when he calmed down, and never heard back.
While clearing away the dishes, a customer opened the door and came in, blowing a gust of cold wind, Wen Xiaohui turned his head to look, drink, isn't this the cold-faced handsome guy with glasses who is Luo Rui's nympho.
Luo Rui was in the back kitchen supervising them baking cakes, Wen Xiaohui quickly winked and asked the waiter girl to call Luo Rui.
The little brother still didn't look sideways, went straight to the counter, and ordered some cakes.
Wen Xiaohui leaned forward: "Handsome guy, you often come to my house to buy cakes."
He glanced at Wen Xiaohui and nodded.
"Don't you want to get a membership card, you can earn points." Wen Xiaohui picked up a membership card and waved it in front of his eyes.
"No, pack these." He said to the cashier.
"Get one. If you buy so much, you can buy cakes for free. It's a good deal. Come on, it's very simple, just leave your phone number and name." Wen Xiaohui has a thick skin and doesn't back down at all.
The little brother ignored Wen Xiaohui and waited for the cake to be packaged.
"Handsome guy, I have a card task, please help me." Wen Xiaohui blinked and looked at him beggingly.
He frowned, obviously impatient, and took the card.
"Yes, yes, please leave your phone number and name. Don't worry, we won't harass you. Come on, fill in your birthday here, and your height and weight here."
"Do you still need height and weight?"
"Haha, just kidding."
At this time, Luo Rui came out, trimmed his hair, ran to the back of the cashier in small steps, added a piece of cake for him, and took two bottles of yogurt, handed it over to him, and said with a smile: "Everyone It’s freshly baked, take it well.”
"How much is the yogurt?"
"No, it's for you."
The little brother said blankly: "Why do you always give me things?"
Luo Rui's smile froze, and his face quickly turned red, "Uh, you're an old customer..."
The little brother looked at him with deep and sharp eyes, as if he had seen Luo Rui thoroughly in an instant, he took the cake and yogurt: "No more change." He left without looking back.
Luo Rui's eyes followed his back all the time, and he sighed in disappointment when he disappeared around the corner of the street.
"That's all you have to offer." Wen Xiaohui pushed his head.
Luo Rui pouted: "Does he hate me, does he think I'm a pervert?"
"have no idea."
"Just say no!" Luo Rui shook Wen Xiaohui's arm.
Wen Xiaohui raised his hand, holding the membership application card between his fingers, "His name, phone number, and birthday."
Luo Rui's eyes widened, "Wow", and rushed over: "Beibi, you are so amazing!"
"It's amazing, he's been here so many times and you don't even dare to ask him to apply for a membership card? How did I train you to be like this!"
Luo Rui was excited for a while: "But, I don't dare to call when I have a phone."
"Why don't you say that you dare not sit on him even if he is naked. Do you want to do nothing and just wait for him to marry you on a white horse? You should still be dreaming."
"Beibi... your mouth is really poisonous." Luo Rui bit the card, with a shy and timid girlish face, Wen Xiaohui wanted to hit him.
"You knew it on the first day. Send a text message if you have nothing to do, send a gift for your birthday, talk a lot when you come, and get to know each other slowly. Damn, I really worry about you."
Luo Rui nodded, stroked the little curly hair on his head, and couldn't help showing a smile.
After closing the shop at night, the two felt cold, so they decided to order takeaway and finish their meal before going home. The takeaway hadn't arrived yet, and Luo Yi arrived first.
Wen Xiaohui said in surprise, "Why are you here?" Looking at Luo Yi, he remembered what his mother had said, and felt a little flustered for no reason.
"You didn't reply to text messages all day, so I guessed you were here."
"How did you guess I was here?"
"Feeling." Luo Yi looked at his swollen face, "What's wrong with your face?"
"nothing."
"Your face is swollen, what's the matter?" Luo Yi's tone increased.
A person like Wen Xiaohui who can howl for a long time with a pimple on his face, his face is swollen from a beating, there is no way he can be "nothing".
Wen Xiaohui lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "My mother beat me."
Luo Yi's face darkened: "Why?"
"She knows about you. She thinks the house is sold too cheaply. She is worried, so she went to check it herself..."
Luo Yi sighed.
Luo Rui was at a loss, he said: "I... go to the kitchen to have a look." He ran into the back kitchen, leaving space for the two of them.
Wen Xiaohui said in a deep voice: "My mother asked me to buy the house back."
"She is in a fit of anger now, let her rest for a few days, and then talk about it."
Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "The house was originally sold to deceive her, but now that she knows it, it doesn't make any sense. I'll transfer the money to you, and you can accompany me to transfer the house back another day. I don't think my mother will Will move out, she said she doesn't want my sister's house."
A glint of gloom flashed in Luo Yi's eyes: "The housing management bureau will investigate such frequent transactions, so we have to wait two or three months."
"Ah... there is another saying."
"Um."
Wen Xiaohui sighed: "Luo Yi, my sister... ever said anything about my father or my mother?"
"No, she only mentions you often."
"Not once?"
"No."
Wen Xiaohui was silent for a moment, then asked again: "How old was the burn on your back?"
"Eight years old, what's wrong?"
"How did you do it? Playing with fire?"
"Well, I accidentally set the car on fire." Luo Yi didn't seem to want to continue the topic, "Let's go back, have you eaten yet?"
Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "Luo Rui ordered takeaway." Eight years old... Accidentally set the car on fire... If no one said these things, how could his mother know, but is what his mother said true? Luo Yi really wanted to kill his father? Or, could there be some misunderstanding...
After a while, the takeaway arrived, and Luo Rui happened to have ordered too much, and the three of them had a meal together, but Wen Xiaohui was surprisingly silent during the dinner, and Luo Yi didn't say much, each with his own mind, eating very depressed.
After dinner, Luo Yi wanted to pick Wen Xiaohui back. Although he didn't want to be alone with Luo Yi now, he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he had to go home with him.
After taking a shower at night, Wen Xiaohui said, "I want to see the injury on your back."
Luo Yi frowned: "What's wrong with you today."
"Just want to see." Wen Xiaohui stared at him without blinking.
Luo Yi took off his clothes and turned around.
When making love before, Wen Xiaohui tried his best not to look at or touch these scars. After all, it was not a good memory and would spoil the atmosphere. Today he took the initiative to put his hand on it. When he touched the hideous scar, he felt like his fingertips The illusion of being burned, he trembled slightly, as if the scorching this body had suffered before had been transmitted to his skin, and the vicious Qiongqi tattoo was also particularly eye-catching.
If Luo Yi really did such a thing when he was eight years old, what he wants to know most is why, what exactly did Luo Yi go through when he was a child, so that a child of a few years old wants to kill his father.
Luo Yi whispered: "Have you finished watching?"
Xiao Hui hugged him from behind: "It must be very painful."
Luo Yi said lightly: "Forgot."
"What kind of life did you live as a child, and why did you let you play with fire in the car?"
"Nobody cares about me." Luo Yi said lightly.
"You...do you hate that person very much?" After Wen Xiaohui plucked up the courage to ask this sentence, he hugged Luo Yi tightly, and he could feel Luo Yi's body trembling.
"Brother Xiaohui, what's the matter with you today?"
"you answer me."
"… yes."
"Why."
Luo Yi didn't speak.
"Why?" Wen Xiaohui asked persistently. He had held this question in his stomach for too long. If it wasn't for that person who appeared on Luo Yi's birthday, if it wasn't for Sun Ying telling him that Yaya might commit suicide, if it wasn't for his mother saying After saying that, he might be able to continue to bear it, but he really can't bear it now. From the day he met Luo Yi and signed the contract, he can't actually stay out of it.
Luo Yi took a breath, broke Wen Xiaohui away, turned around and looked at him: "Stop asking these questions."
Just as Wen Xiaohui was about to open his mouth, Luo Yi bit his lips, his gaze was as deep as a bottomless pit, making people afraid of falling, he said softly: "I said, don't ask again."
Wen Xiaohui felt a chill run up his back, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on his skin. He swallowed, and really didn't dare to speak.
Luo Yi pressed a kiss on his forehead lightly, took his clothes, got up and went to the bathroom.
Wen Xiaohui froze for a long while before slowly covering his chest. The abnormal beating of his heart aroused his instinctive fear, so that his whole body trembled.
He had a doubt, which he had never thought about before, that is - can he and Luo Yi really go on forever.
When Luo Yi came out of the bathroom, Wen Xiaohui pretended to be asleep.
Luo Yi got on the bed, got into bed, hugged him from behind, pressed his broad chest against Wen Xiaohui's back, and kissed him warmly on his neck.
Wen Xiaohui didn't move, for some reason, Luo Yi's closeness made him a little nervous.
monster... monster...
He repeatedly thought about the word his mother used to describe Luo Yi.
Could this warm embrace that hugged him really be a monster...
Wen Xiaohui didn't go home for a week. He knew his mother was still angry, but he felt that there was no way to continue the cold war. They were mother and child, not children of a certain age. Besides, if this matter is not resolved, the atmosphere between him and Luo Yi was a little low, which made him very depressed.
After work that day, he rushed home, intending to bite the bullet and plead guilty. While still on the bus, he received a call from ian.
"Hello, Uncle Ian?"
"Xiaohui." Ian's tone was a little anxious, "Where are you now? Something happened at home."
Wen Xiaohui's heart tightened: "What's wrong, what's wrong with my mother!"
"No, Yuehua is fine, you calm down, but your house is on fire."
Wen Xiaohui was stunned: "What, what? On fire?"
Ian sighed: "This house is really unfortunate, you come back, Yuehua needs your comfort."
Wen Xiaohui jumped off the bus at the stop, took a taxi and rushed home.
Before he got home, he had already seen the thick smoke coming from the direction of his community, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
The taxi driver said "Hey": "Who is this unlucky, it's on fire."
Wen Xiaohui was in a bad mood and didn't say a word. .
After getting out of the car, he ran into the community, and sure enough, he saw that the windows of his house had been burned black. The fire seemed to have been extinguished, but billowing black smoke was still pouring out, and the front of the unit was full of people.
Wen Xiaohui pushed aside the crowd, saw ian and his mother at a glance, and rushed over: "Mom!"
Feng Yuehua was wearing pajamas and slippers, with teary eyes.
Seeing that his mother was unharmed, Wen Xiaohui finally let down his heart: "Mom, what's going on?"
Feng Yuehua took a deep breath, and said viciously: "Here came an insurance salesman, as if deliberately finding fault, I had a quarrel with him, and after the quarrel, I went home and saw that the door was locked by me at some point. I clearly remember that I didn't lock the door... I was still cooking in the house, and the house was on fire before the unlocker came."
Wen Xiaohui sighed, he knew his mother's temper was already very hot, and if he met someone with a mean mouth, he would definitely not let it go.
Ian said: "Perhaps this house is the end of your fate, first it was burglarized, then it was a fire, you are not suitable to live here anymore."
Feng Yuehua said sadly: "I have lived in the house for more than 20 years... Is it really the end of fate?"
Wen Xiaohui said: "It's good that people are fine, what about the salesman? I'll kill him first."
"I ran away early." Feng Yuehua looked resentful.
"Damn..." Wen Xiaohui was in a very depressed mood. Looking at the house where he grew up was burned with smoke, he had the illusion that his childhood was buried with him. In fact, there was nothing valuable in the house, but there were memories of his father when he was alive. , There are traces of his growth. He was so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry.
The fire was not big, and it was quickly extinguished. After confirming that there was no danger, they went upstairs to have a look. The fire did start from the kitchen. Due to the dry weather and the messy things in the house, it spread quickly. The whole house was in a mess and it was impossible to live in it.
Ian comforted them: "If you don't mind, you can live with me first."
Feng Yuehua didn't immediately agree: "Let's discuss it with Xiaohui."
Wen Xiaohui went back to his room and cleaned it up a bit. The damage to his room was not serious, but many paper products and clothes were still burned. Those school textbooks that he thought were tattered and took up space, now watched them turn into real ones. The tatters, I still feel uncomfortable.
The house has become like this, and no one is in the mood to clean it up now. This is different from the time when the thief was attacked. The thief was just upset, and it would be nice to put it back in its original place. But this time, many things were completely destroyed, and the house was unbearably dirty. , even feel uncomfortable.
After hearing the news, Luo Rui rushed over and took the mother and son back to his home.
Feng Yuehua discussed with Wen Xiaohui. She felt that she and ian were not married after all, and it was inappropriate to live together now, so she didn't plan to live with ian.
Wen Xiaohui took the opportunity to say: "Mom, the furniture and soft furnishings of the house over there are all finished, why don't you just move in there."
"I won't go." Feng Yuehua turned his head, "I will go to your Aunt Wang's house to live for a month, and I will move back when the house is renovated."
"Aunt Wang's daughter is in confinement, why are you making trouble?"
Feng Yuehua pursed her lips with a stubborn expression.
Wen Xiaohui held her hand: "Mom, don't lose your temper at this time, let's go live for a month, and go back after the house is renovated. This month, it's not appropriate for you to trouble anyone, and staying in a hotel is so boring." Expensive, there is a ready-made place to live, why do you bother?"
Feng Yuehua stared at him: "Do you think I'm losing my temper? Xiaohui, do you understand my concerns? Are you careless? Are you not afraid of danger at all?"
Wen Xiaohui said with difficulty: "Mom, my sister is very rich, very very rich, a house plus three million is nothing at all, why does that person have any reason to trouble us. I know you don't want to talk to him I don't want to have a relationship, as long as we don't mess with him, it will be fine."
"What about Luo Yi? You're not afraid at all when you're so close to him?"
Wen Xiaohui's heart trembled: "I think Luo Yi people are pretty good." After he said this, he felt a little guilty, which frightened him. Why, why is he guilty
"You don't believe what I'm saying at all, do you?" Feng Yuehua gritted his teeth and asked.
"No, Mom, I believe you, but Luo Yi will not hurt me. He treats me very well and treats me as a relative. Think about it, he did such a thing at such a young age, it must be something that person did, Otherwise, as for an eight-year-old child having that kind of thought, he is not a monster, nor is he a devil, he would not treat us like that."
Feng Yuehua lowered his head, sighed for a while, "Yaya said, that person often beat her, sometimes in front of that child."
In fact, Wen Xiaohui could more or less guess, and could really hear it, but still felt a burst of heartache for Luo Yi.
"Mom, Luo Yi is also a victim. Don't be prejudiced against him because of that incident. First, he was still young at the time and probably didn't understand what he was doing. Second, he was very good to me, and he would never Hurt me, you don't have to be afraid of him."
Feng Yuehua shook his head: "But he is still that person's son."
"Mom, he is also Yaya's son. In name, he is still my nephew. Would you like to meet him? I promise you will like him if you meet him. He is smart, handsome, and very take care of people."
Feng Yuehua was silent for a while, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he glared at Wen Xiaohui: "Are you dating him?!"
Wen Xiaohui's expression froze, and he nodded in embarrassment.
"You!" Feng Yuehua raised her hand and wanted to slap him, but the slap didn't go down after all, she covered her face with her hands, looking extremely tired.
Wen Xiaohui also felt hot on his face, as he himself said, Luo Yi is his nephew in name, even if he is not related by blood, it doesn't sound very nice to say it. He felt very uncomfortable. From childhood to adulthood, even when he was ridiculed for his sissy behavior, when he found out that he was gay, and when his studies were too poor and he didn't want to go to college, his mother was never disappointed with him, but supported him. He is himself and does what he wants to do, but now, he seems to have used up his mother's disappointment in him for a lifetime in a few days.
Feng Yuehua drove him out of the room, he closed the door gently, saw Luo Rui was holding milk, looked at him anxiously, and asked when he saw him come out, "Auntie, are you alright?"
Wen Xiaohui shook his head. Luo Rui handed him the milk: "It's the same for you during this time... Hey, but at least people are fine, so let's treat it as a waste of money."
Wen Xiaohui tilted his head on him and whispered, "Beibi, I'm so tired."
Luo Rui stroked his back distressedly: "I know."
"Why is it troublesome every day and every day?"
"Isn't life like this?"
"But you don't have these troubles, hmph, it must be because you are rich."
Luo Rui sneered: "Still poor."
Wen Xiaohui hugged him, and murmured: "I feel that since I met Luo Yi, my life has started to experience ups and downs."
"But after you got to know him, you also gained a lot of happiness."
"Yeah." Wen Xiaohui thought of Luo Yi, with bitterness and sweetness in his heart.
"Don't worry about the house. Before the decoration is completed, you and your aunt will live in my house first."
"No, my mother is actually most afraid of troubling others."
"I'm not someone else. I'm her godson. When I was young, my parents were not at home. I often went to your house to eat and sleep in your bed. What's the big deal if you live here for a month." Luo Rui said with a smile.
Wen Xiaohui's heart warmed: "Let me ask her, she really doesn't want to live in that house."
"You don't need to go, just stay with me." Luo Rui sighed softly, "It's a bit lonely after staying alone for a long time."
Wen Xiaohui asked for three days off from the studio and hired workers to clean up the room. They packed up useful things and sealed them up. Taking this opportunity, they happened to renovate the whole house. Since his mother doesn't want to move, then Just improve the environment here.
After Luo Yi knew that his house was on fire, he comforted him, saying that he would transfer the house to his mother as soon as possible, so that his mother could feel at ease.
On the last day of the holiday, he and his mother went to decorate. The hard decoration was much more tiring than the soft decoration. It was not as sweet as the newlyweds when he and Luo Yi went shopping at the home furnishing market.
After ordering the bathroom, they made an appointment with the tiler to measure the size, so they rushed home again. When they entered the door, they were dumbfounded. A wall in the master bedroom of his house had been smashed.
"What's going on!" Wen Xiaohui yelled, "Who told you to smash this wall!"
"Li Gong said it." The worker yelled.
"Who is Li Gong?" Feng Yuehua asked.
"Isn't it sent by the company?" Several workers chattered, and they got married, and no one knew this Li Gong.
Wen Xiaohui was so angry that he called the decoration company to swear at people. The decoration company also didn't know why, so he called Mr. Zhang who was in charge, but Mr. Zhang didn't come today.
After going around in a circle, no one knew what was going on. In short, the wall of their house, which was not planned to be moved at all, was smashed.
Decoration often encounters such oolongs. It is useless to argue with workers, and they can only admit that they are unlucky.