Devil’s Warmth

Chapter 48: 48. Straight man

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After the two waited for the car, they soon arrived at Pei Chuan's house.

For so long, no one knew where Pei Chuan lived. Including Pei Haobin is still not clear.

Pei Chuan lives in a garden-style house-style apartment. The location is not very good, but it is quiet, but it is quite close to the old community. It can be reached within ten minutes by car.

The apartment has 25 floors, and Pei Chuan lives on the top floor.

He took out the key and opened the door. Seeing the look she was looking forward to, Pei Chuan paused, and spent a second thinking that there should be no dirty socks and men's underwear in his house.

His door opened and Bei Yao had to change shoes.

Pei Chuan just thought of this question.

He just wanted to say, don't need to change, just come in like this. Before turning around, the girl kicked off her two little snow boots.

Positive and lovely.

His eyes fell on her feet, which were much smaller than his slap, and she was wearing furry sky-blue socks. Because the floor was cold, her toes curled up, Pei Chuan gritted her teeth and bent down to find her own slippers for her to wear.

He doesn't usually come to his house, and this kind of spare thing is very strange to Pei Chuan.

Pei Chuan didn't take off his shoes—he was wearing a prosthetic limb and couldn't show it to her.

Bei Yao didn't notice that when he gave her his shoes, the blue veins on his arm were slightly bulging.

For people without calves, the outer wear that Pei Chuan cares most about is pants and shoes.

It was a pair of large men's slippers. He was always good at concealing his emotions, and his eyes didn't let her see the forbearance in his eyes.

Bei Yao was very happy and asked her to change her. His shoes are too big, and Bei Yao wears them like a child wears adult shoes.

Her heart was bitter, but Pei Chuan couldn't help but look at her expression.

Under the crystal lamp in the living room, her eyes were shining brightly, wet and full of happiness.

There was no disgust or care on her face, nor did she ask him why he didn't change his shoes.

His tight muscles suddenly relaxed.

Being innocent and cute is also good, at least not the pretentious cover-up and generosity of adults.

Her voice was crisp, like a wind chime with her hand: "Pei Chuan, your house is so deserted. Didn't you post couplets or buy lanterns?"

"Ok."

She said again: "Can I sit?"

Pei Chuan said: "Yes."

She sat down on the sofa.

Pei Chuan's apartment is indeed quite big, more than 140 square meters. He lives alone and looks deserted. The furniture is cold black, white and gray, and the only bright color is the young girl in a bright yellow dress on the sofa.

He was a little cramped.

Bei Yao said, "There are dumplings in the box. My mother and I made dumplings. You have to put them in the refrigerator."

Pei Chuan put it in the refrigerator according to her instructions, and then saw the girl with bright eyes: "Are you cold? I'm not cold anymore. Give you your clothes."

He reached out his hand to take it, but put it on the sofa beside him without wearing the clothes. After she put on his clothes, there was a light girlish scent on her clothes.

The girl's eyes were wet, and she shyly said: "Ah that, can I hug you?"

He turned his head and found a gray diamond-shaped pillow, which he occasionally used to cushion his cervical spine, before he had time for it to be washed.

He was silent, and Bei Yao blinked and said, "Can't it?"

Pei Chuan resigned a little, and said with difficulty: "Yes."

She hugged it happily. Although it was not cute and ugly, it was softer than she thought.

The desertedness of Pei Chuan's house is really cold, without a pot of green plants, and the curtains are also dark and heavy gray fabrics. He is a person with no interest in life. He used to watch the news and read books at home, and rarely played games. He doesn't keep pets. In the past, he was the only living creature in an area of more than 100 square meters. Pei Chuan also doesn't eat snacks. Naturally, it is impossible to buy New Year goods like Bei Yao's home.

His family doesn't even have fruit.

When Pei Chuan realized that there were only a few packs of cigarettes in his cabinet, he couldn't help but look at her.

He is so boring, she must not stay long.

Bei Yao pointed to the biggest and most special house: "What is it for?"

The doors are not the same, it looks difficult to open.

Pei Chuan's fingers tightened, for fear that she would still visit. If she insists on visiting, he... He can't refuse at all. He whispered: "Work."

"Oh." Fortunately, Bei Yao didn't embarrass him, she thought, Pei Chuan's source of life must be a secret.

Bei Yao said: "Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala last night? Two sketches are particularly attractive."

Why would Pei Chuan look at this? He said, "No."

"Then let's watch the replay together, okay?"

"… Ok."

He watched TV with her. This year's Spring Festival Gala, the actress's voice was Bel Canto, and the magic was only on the screen, but the sketch was exceptional.

She explained the spoiler to him: "After a while, the robot will suddenly jump out, and then the male protagonist will know that he has been cheated."

"How did the pigeon come out? Where is he hiding?"

Pei Chuan's voice is low and hoarse: "In the hat."

Seeing Bei Yao looking at him, Pei Chuan pursed his lips and said: "The magic pigeon is a white turtle dove. It has its tail and wings cut and grabbed it when it slips out of the pocket."

Bei Yao responded dryly: "... oh." She asked casually, originally wanting Pei Chuan to follow along with him, but he didn't expect him to take apart the magician in a serious manner.

Pei Chuan talked about the sky to death, his face was gloomy.

Beiyao blushed so much that she could hold back her laugh.

Pei Chuan came to understand later, he had no playmates in his life, and when he was older, Bei Yao was no longer at his deskmate. No one talks to play games with him. He is not good at getting along with girls. Such a soft and delicate creature doesn't know how to make her happy.

Bei Yao's phone rang.

It was from Bei Licai.

Bei Licai said, "Yaoyao, are you still at Fang Minjun's house? Come back for dinner soon."

Pei Chuan raised his eyes and looked at her.

Her mobile phone is loud, but Bei Licai's voice is not low. Bei Yao covered the receiver, her pink cheeks flushed, trying to find a place to get in and hide.

Pei Chuan heard it! He must have heard that she should go to Minmin's house.

Bei Yao blushed, her crimson spread all the way to her ears. She said: "Dad! I, I'll be back soon."

Pei Chuan looked down.

When she hung up, Pei Chuan asked calmly, "Who?"

No, I didn't hear it.

Her thumping heartbeat finally calmed down, and she said softly: "My father, let me go home."

Because it's Chinese New Year, I have to have a reunion dinner. He knew she was staying soon.

Pei Chuan went to the bedroom and found the black scarf he hadn't worn, as well as clean gloves of the same color. He handed it to her: "I haven't used it, it's very clean."

She took it, and Myolie raised her eyes to look at him.

Pei Chuan said, "Go home."

Bei Yao nodded: "Then can I come to you next time?"

Pei Chuan said, "I like to be clean."

He saw that Myolie's eyes blinked, and the wet eyes were about to flood out.

His heart ached, and he almost changed his mouth.

However, Pei Chuan remembers the weight of the bag of money sent by Aunt Zhao. What is the point of stealing a moment of joy? In addition to delaying her, misunderstanding their relationship like Director Zhang did not do her any good.

He couldn't give her anything, even if she came to play in the New Year, he couldn't coax her to coax her.

Abandon the promise they gave to Aunt Zhao, and then? One day Aunt Zhao and the others knew that they would educate her and spread the matter out to her. Let her know his dirty mind and hide him far away

At least, now he is still doing his best to treat her well and meet her other requirements.

Bei Yao was very angry.

Oh, go to someone for the New Year, he thinks she is noisy! She is noisy!

He didn't speak, could she not speak, and then the two of them stared at each other

This very annoying person wrapped her scarf around her without even touching a single strand of her hair, and sent her downstairs.

She was as quiet as a little quail along the way.

Bei Yao didn't wrong herself, she also put on the gloves, after all, she gave a gift, and she made dumplings very carefully. Pei Chuan is so annoying that she doesn't care about him.

Pei Chuan knew she was sulking.

Her anger was a knife in his heart, cutting life pain.

Luckily this time, the car to go home was soon waiting.

His eyes kept falling on her, deep and speechless.

Bei Yao didn't know what was wrong, and remembered that classmate Chen Yingqi said that she didn't want Minmin anymore.

She looked back before getting into the car.

"Pei Chuan." She said, "Look, I don't need to be noisy. If it's not noisy, can I come and play?"

In her soft gaze, Pei Chuan was suppressed with anger and despair.

He has nothing to do, nothing to do.

Pei Chuan's throat was sore, he said dumbly: "Yes."

She laughed again, lovely and vivid.

When she got in the car and walked far away, Pei Chuan knew that he had been treachery again and again, and if the day came when Aunt Zhao and the others were angry, he would kneel down for them.

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When Bei Yao came home, the aroma of the food at home came out.

Beijun said: "Sister, don't take me when you go out! I'm angry!"

His age is when children are the most clingy.

However... How could Bei Yao bring him dumplings to Pei Chuan

Zhao Zhilan slapped Bei Jun’s fart stock: "What a bear! Sit up and eat, don’t stick to your sister, do you know how annoying and destructive you are."

Bei Jun's grief came from it. He must be the kid picked up from the trash can, just like Yao's father said.

Bei Yao couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Zhilan said: "If you eat and eat, this kid won't go to the house for three days. No matter what he does, you can play with Minmin and leave him alone."

Zhao Zhilan placed the chopsticks, only to find Bei Yao's scarf and gloves: "Your gloves and scarf belong to Minmin's family?"

Bei Yao: "..."

Zhao Zhilan said: "If you are loaned to you, you have to wash it and return it."

After Bei Licai washed his hands and came out, he subconsciously looked at his daughter's gloves and scarf when he heard these words.

For Zhao Ma and Bei Yao, the gloves and scarves were monotonous and simple. The appearance is no different from what you bought on the floor, only the edge is embroidered with a K.

But Bei Yao didn't know that there is a kind of aesthetics in the world called straight male aesthetics.

Bei Licai often reads newspapers and occasionally magazines. He doesn't talk much, but he knows a lot. Such as male luxury goods.

Bei Licai had never seen it in his life, only seen it in a magazine, but it did not prevent him from recognizing it.

He suppressed his excitement: "Show me the scarf."

Bei Yao didn't know, so she had to bite the bullet and hand it to him.

"This is KING, Zhilan, what did the Lao Fang family do in the past two years? They are so rich."

Zhao Zhilan was also very confused: "Huh? What?"

"This scarf is worth thousands."

Bei Yao: "..."

Zhao Zhilan said suspiciously: "No, how could it be possible? How could his family let Yaoyao bring back such things casually."

To know all of Zhao Zhilan's savings, just... 40,000 yuan.

what! Tell her how it is possible to lend her a few thousand dollars of scarf to her daughter to keep out the cold. And it's impossible for Zhao Xiu's family to get rich so quickly.

Bei Licai is also surprised. The old teacher is a teacher, and the family is so rich all of a sudden

Bei Yao did not expect that the things she exchanged for dumplings and simply said "clean and unused" in Pei Chuan's mouth were so expensive.

She must return them to Pei Chuan, but in the suspicious eyes of her parents, she had to take them back.

Bei Yao was about to cry, so she had to say, "This is... a fake, a fake, that's the kind that is more than ten or twenty yuan on the floor."

What else Bei Licai wanted to say, Zhao Zhilan said: "I said you are a person. I just talk nonsense when I see it, making it like a professional. Okay, eat. I still don’t understand! I have that fake , What is it? LV! That's right, thirty yuan!"

Bei Licai was speechless.

Bei Yao was picking up the rice, not daring to lift her head.

Thinking of a few words in the diary, she thought with a headache, she hadn't looked at Pei Chuan this year, what he was doing incredible things!