The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 642
”Is that all you have in self-control?” Lan Sui provoked him.
Yi Chenye twitched the corner of his lips and sneered disdainfully: “Ha.”
What kind of self-control is needed in a dream.
Lan Sui raised his face, gently pressed the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and wiped it, “Twice a week, no more.”
This little bastard had eaten so many Overlord meals, and he still had a little blackening value. They refused to surrender.
Yi Chenye looked at him and said nothing, neither agreed nor refused. Lan Sui took it as his acquiescence and turned off the TV movie. “It’s getting late, it’s time to go to bed.” There was no sound behind him, and Lan Sui didn’t say anything
. Talk, anyway, when he wakes up tomorrow morning, Yi Chenye will regard this as a dream. He went back to the room and looked at the location of the wound in the mirror. He didn’t know if Yi Chenye had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it was different from the last bite. In almost the same place.
Strong people tend to be stubborn and paranoid, and gentleness is just a facade they put on themselves.
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The weather started to get cold in October. Lan Sui took out a high-collared dress from the closet and put it on to cover the wound on his neck. The excuse of shaving was used too often, and the credibility was not high.
He went downstairs and found Yi Chenye sitting on the sofa downstairs early, handling business with a tablet. When he saw him coming down, he said, “There is food in the kitchen, warm it up yourself.” “No need.” Lan Sui said
, “I’ll go out to eat later.”
Yi Chenye said quietly: “The food at home is poisonous, can’t you eat it?”
Lan Sui: “?”
He glanced at Yi Chenye, who was inexplicably weird today, and the man who was not satisfied with his desires. As if, he opened his mouth to say something, but didn’t say anything. He said “I know, let’s eat now” and walked to the kitchen.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he smelled the aroma. The dishes on the table were still hot, including chicken soup and fish soup. He had made a table full of tonic soup early in the morning.
Lan Sui: “…”
He glanced towards the living room and happened to catch Yi Chenye’s gaze.
Yi Chen’s face remained calm at night.
”Didn’t you have low blood sugar the past few days?” He said, “I should take a good supplement – lest others say I am harsh on my employees.” Lan Sui: “…Thank you, Mr. Yi, for your concern.” Yi Chen’s nose twitched at night and he smelled the smell of
Lan
Sui. After smelling the strong perfume, he raised his hand to his nose, tilted his head and sneezed.
Lan Sui said he was going back today. With such heavy perfume on his body, could it be that he was going to meet someone?
After Lan Sui finished breakfast and explained everything, when he was about to go out, he saw Yi Chenye holding a A watering can is used to sprinkle water at the door.
”Want to go out?” Yi Chenye asked.
Lan Sui stopped for a moment.
”Why don’t you take me back to your house to have a look?” He said with a smile, “I haven’t been to your house yet, so I don’t know what it’s like.”
Then, Lan Sui’s solo trip turned into a two-parter trip.
My original home lived in an old villa area. It was a small western-style building that had been renovated several times. I grew up in that area. Lan Sui drove in from the alley and could still see both sides of it along the way. The small noodle shop and small supermarket are full of life.
In the back seat of the car, Yi Chenye leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. His deep eyebrows and fair skin looked particularly eye-catching at first glance, and his temperament was outstanding. There was an atmosphere that was incompatible with this place.
Today is a cloudy day, with heavy clouds hanging in the sky.
Lan Sui’s car stopped at the gate of the small bungalow.
The old house had been unoccupied for several months and was filled with dust. The iron door was opened and there was a “squeaking” sound. This reminded Lan Sui of the movie he watched at the beginning of last night. He glanced at it. Yi Chenye happened to see his thoughtful expression.
Sensing his gaze, Yi Chenye turned his head and gave him a gentle smile.
The sofa in the living room was covered with white cloth to protect it from dust. Lan Sui glanced at it. He first found the first floor and then went up to the second floor. Several rooms were locked. It took some time to find the keys. Lan Sui entered. room, rummaging around.
Yi Chenye opened the window, sat on the table next to the window, blew the dust on the table, wiped it with his index finger, took out the tissue, wiped it, then sat on the table and looked at Lan Suizai Rummaging around the room.
”What are you looking for?” Yi Chenye asked.
”Just sorting it out.” Lan Sui said, “I haven’t been back for a while.”
Yi Chenye casually pulled the desk drawer and found some books and homework books from Lan Sui’s school days. He flipped through them and I pulled out an exercise book with immature handwriting from my childhood written on it.
[Lansui/Grade 3 (Class 3)]
has the words “composition text” marked next to it.
”Do you still have the composition books from elementary school?” he asked.
Lan Sui casually said: “Collection addiction.”
Yi Chenye crossed his legs and placed the composition book on his knees. He opened it casually and rubbed the paper with his fingertips. There were already rough edges on it.
Lan Sui found a small box under the bed with some small toys in it, but found nothing useful. There was not a single photo related to his parents in this room. At this time, he heard Yi Chen Ye Qinglang’s voice. He read a composition in a low voice.
”My father is very strange sometimes. There is always a very smelly smell in his room. Although his room is very smelly, my father loves to keep it clean…” Lan Sui saw a little boy among the toys
. The doll and cotton wool were exposed. Lan Sui stood up and looked at Yi Chenye. Yi Chenye stopped and said, “Look at your composition when you were a child. Do you mind?” “You don’t mind.” Lan Sui said,
” What did I write?”
”My father.” Yi Chenye said, “The first article in the first semester of third grade.”
Lan Sui leaned over and looked at the article with him. The article said “My Father”, The essay also mentioned that there were often dead mice in the corner of his father’s room.
