After finishing today's lesson, this week's tutoring course will be over, and he can't take Yu Han home after school.
Lorraine bit his lip and thought that these three days had passed too quickly. He put down his pen, let go of his stiff hands and waist, and stretched long.
The phone vibrated in his trouser pocket, Luo Linyuan peeked at Yu Han, took out the phone in front of Teacher Yu's eyes, and quietly checked what messages came from it.
It’s from Fang Xiao: How far have you progressed with Mr. Yu~~~
The three tildes showed the turmoil in the tone, and Lorraine was itchy from the waves, and wanted to drag him out of his hands and beat him up.
Luo Linyuan didn't intend to return, but Yu Han caught his little trick. Luo Linyuan obediently moved his hand away from the screen, and spread it innocently in front of Yu Han: "I didn't secretly play with the phone, but there was a message, and it kept shaking , my legs are itchy."
Yu Han glanced at him with a half-smile, and instead of answering, he stretched out his hand and asked Lorraine Yuan for the paper.
Luo Linyuan suddenly raised his hand to press down on the scroll: "If I improve, what reward will I have?"
Yu Han pinched the paper: "What progress, the final exam?"
Lorraine exhaled and said, "How long will you have to wait? There are still two months before the final exam."
Yu Han said, "You're too anxious for the quiz next week? You've only been studying for a few days, so you haven't improved so fast."
Lorraine said unwillingly: "Then you can make up for me a few more days, three days a week is not enough."
Yu Han asked Luo Linyuan to talk to his father to see if he wanted to set aside a day for tutoring on weekends, and if Saturdays and Sundays were off, he could make up some time, such as a whole afternoon or evening.
Yu Han asked him again: "What reward do you want?"
Lorraine said, "I haven't thought about it, I'll talk about it later."
Yu Han was very prescient and said, "I won't agree to requests that are too exaggerated."
Lorraine subconsciously said: "You are such a big man, can I force you if you don't want to do it?"
Yu Han hummed suspiciously, with a drawn-out tone: "You mean this matter is also related to physical contact?"
Lorraine Yuan's cheeks flushed: "What are you talking about! Who said it was physical contact!"
Yu Han quickly corrected his paper without raising his head: "It's fine if it's not."
Luo Linyuan felt that something was wrong, this was wrong, and he realized that his thoughts were not false, and it was true that he had thoughts about Yu Han, why did Yu Han's tone seem to know his thoughts well
But it is impossible for him to ask, do you know that I like you
How embarrassing, how can I ask, just thinking about it makes my scalp numb, and I kick my legs in embarrassment. This is not over yet, and I have to roll around on the bed a few times to get over it.
After sending Yu Han away, Luo Linyuan called Luo Ting. Luo Ting was on a business trip abroad and had jet lag with him. When he picked up the arc, his voice was tired, as if he was awakened from his sleep.
Luo Linyuan obediently called out to Dad, Luo Ting's voice was soft, without the displeasure of being awakened, and asked him what's the matter, did he cause any trouble
Lorraine complained in a low voice that he hadn't caused any trouble, he had a business to call. He wanted to discuss with Luo Ting about extra time for make-up classes. He felt that Yu Han taught him very well, and he was expected to be admitted to a key university in the college entrance examination.
Luo Ting was amused by him, and said that he was so swollen after only three days of class, and the cowhide was blowing so loudly, was it because he had a good time with Yu Han and wanted to play with others for a longer time before he needed to add class.
Luo Linyuan raised his tone: "Dad! Why do you say that, we didn't play, and Teacher Yu gave me a lecture very seriously."
After being tough and then softening, Luo Linyuan held the mobile phone, regardless of whether the person on the other end of the phone could not see, smiled flatteringly: "If I can go to a key university, you will have a bright face when you take me out."
Luo Ting said repeatedly, and then told him: "Your mother is at home, you can ask her about this."
Lorraine fell silent, and Luo Ting seemed to understand his silence: "Your mother just has a temper. If you are afraid of her and keep her away, you two will only get closer."
Luo Ting comforted him: "I know I have wronged you, Yuanyuan, you are a good boy, you take care of Mommy for Dad."
Luo Ting would also occasionally show a little affection for Lin Shu on the phone, and when the two adults confronted each other, they always had a quarrel.
Of course, Luo Linyuan wanted to get close to Lin Shu. He came into this world by being connected to her umbilical cord, and his instinct to be close to his mother was all in his bones and blood.
But day after day, year after year, he only had fear of Lin Shu in the end, and he had long since lost the confidence that Lin Shu would definitely love him.
The grandmother he had only met a few times told him that it was because Lin Shu was sick when she was pregnant with him, and she was depressed after giving birth. She made Luo Linyuan understand her daughter, and the patient could not control her emotions.
Also because of illness, Lin Shu missed many opportunities in art, and the time when she stopped writing seriously affected her creative level.
In the end, Lin Shu couldn't help but regard Lorraine Yuan as the source of her suffering. She still loved him, but she couldn't find the right way.
Except for the sentence that she still loves him, Lorraine believed everything.
Lorraine lay far away on the bed and sighed sadly. He took out his mobile phone and chatted with Fang Xiao.
Fang Xiao said that there will be an urban competition on Sunday, and he has been practicing for a while, and asked Lorraine to watch the competition far away.
Luo Linyuan: "This week? Ah, I originally wanted to make up lessons with Teacher Yu this weekend."
Fang Xiao: "Don't ask, Teacher Yu is not free."
Lorraine: "How do you know?"
Fang Xiao: "Ms. Yu has to compete with us, how can I help you make up lessons."
Luo Linyuan was shocked to death, he wanted to say how did Yu Han find time to do so many things every day
Thinking of Luo Ting's instructions on the phone just now, Luo Lin left the room and walked to the small kitchen. The cook is a local, forty-five years old, and her name is Zhang Li. Lorraine used to call her Mrs. Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang is watching TV in the living room. She sometimes stays on the first floor at night, lest Luo Linyuan or Lin Shu can't find her when they want to eat. The worker's room is still relatively far away, and it is troublesome for her to rush back and forth.
When Luo Linyuan came down the stairs, Mrs. Zhang watched TV and laughed happily. Seeing that Luo Linyuan was gone, she hurriedly got up: "Why did the young master come down, do you want to eat something?"
Lorraine shook his head: "Did Mom have dinner tonight?"
Mrs. Zhang sighed: "Where does Madam have anything to eat, young master, you should also persuade Madam, cigarettes and alcohol can't fill your stomach, if you consume it every day, your health will not work."
A worried look flashed across Luo Linyuan's face, and he said, "Then cook something she likes, and I'll send it to her."
Half an hour later, Lorraine brought a bowl of noodles to the studio. He knocked on the door first, and then opened the door when he heard someone coming in. The studio was so smoky, it was as if Lin Shu had burned ten packs of cigarettes in it.
He looked at the ashtray next to Lin Shu, it was indeed full of cigarette butts.
Lin Shu's paintbrush was stained with paint on the paper, and he rarely took a look at the door. Seeing him, he looked at the thing in his hand: "Don't eat, take it away."
Lorraine put it far down, and went to open the window again, enduring the itch from the smoke in his chest, he said, "Mom, eat a little, Mrs. Zhang said you didn't eat anything today."
Lin Shu didn't speak, Luo Linyuan continued to persuade her: "Father also asked me to take good care of you."
These words obviously angered Lin Shu, she said with a sarcasm: "He is used to acting in front of you and taking care of you, he wishes I would give up this position earlier so that he can take others home."
Luo Linyuan immediately refuted Lin Shu: "No! That's not the case, Dad has no one else."
Lin Shu fell silent. She looked at Luo Linyuan and raised her hand to beckon him over.
Lorraine endured the fear in his heart and walked over. Lin Shu reached out to touch his face, his fingertips were cold, and his eyes were equally cold: "I'm all for you."
There was a cruel smile on her lips: "You should thank me, how many people want to be the young master of the Luo family."
Tears welled up in Luo Linyuan's eyes: "It's not because of me, you don't even know that I can't smell the smoke!"
He pushed Lin Shu's hand away, and ran out of the room as if fleeing. He kept coughing and sometimes gasped for breath.
He clutched his aching chest, took out his cell phone, with tears in his eyes, but unexpectedly wanted to call Yu Han. It's not that he wants to complain, but at this time, he especially wants to hear Yu Han's voice.
I want to hear that time again when Yu Han blocked him behind Lin Shu and said softly to him, next time I will make you non-spicy fish.