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Early the next morning, Lin Xiaoyuan woke up from the smell of food.

He heard the sound of the microwave oven coming from outside the door, followed by the nice "ding" sound of the toaster, and then the "beeping" sound of boiling water, mixed together, strange and harmonious.

He jumped up, opened the door and rushed over, lying on Zhuang Shihuai's back.

"Brother Zaoni, good morning!" Zhuang Shihuai, with his back to the guest room, was pouring coffee with his hand, when Lin Xiaoyuan swooped on him, staggering and spilling a little hot water.

Reluctantly, he tore the child off his back and told him to brush his teeth.

When he lowered his head and found that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, Zhuang Shihuai looked away in embarrassment.

Beef porridge and meat buns were placed on the table, and various pickles were separated into small dishes. Zhuang Shihuai also fried two eggs with molds, and soaked milk for Lin Xiaoyuan. After preparing everything, he sat down and waited for the child.

Lin Xiaoyuan finished washing quickly, and was so hungry that he devoured a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns. Zhuang Shihuai pushed the egg to him, and Lin Xiaoyuan stuffed it into his mouth, yelling, "I'm starving to death!" He had dinner last night. Basically, I didn't eat, and I was too hungry to tell Zhuang Shihuai, so I could only grit my teeth for a whole night. After a lot of eating and drinking, I finally recovered, only to find that Zhuang Shihuai hardly moved his chopsticks. There is more than half of a cup of coffee and a piece of toast left. Most of the time, he looks at himself.

Lin Xiaoyuan's face was a little red, he squeezed the buns and asked, "Did you make the buns?" He saw the flour in the kitchen last night, but he didn't expect it to be used for making buns.

"Ah."

Lin Xiaoyuan looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, and thought of the salty and sweet things he had cooked before, and felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing his uncertain face, Zhuang Shihuai guessed six or seven points in his heart, knocked his head and stuffed a spoonful of porridge into his mouth: "Concentrate on eating."

The hot porridge melted in your mouth, it was warm and thick, Lin Xiaoyuan said inarticulately: "Your skills are superb, setting up a stall will definitely become popular.

Really, the fat uncle next door to my house is the one who runs the breakfast stall. I asked him specifically last time that he can earn a lot of money by doing two transactions in the morning market and evening market.

The dumplings and glutinous rice balls I sent you last year were from his family. "

Zhuang Shihuai thought for a while and said, "It tastes good."

As soon as he was sure, Lin Xiaoyuan became even more energetic, and approached mysteriously: "Yeah, I'll say it's possible, anyway, I'm not good at studying, so I'll set up a stall in the future, maybe I can make a fortune."

Hu Hu lay under the table licking milk and eating dog food, probably feeling Lin Xiaoyuan's high mood, so he became happy and barked twice.

Zhuang Shihuai went to the kitchen to pour another glass of milk for the child: "Study first, you don't need money."

"Why is there no shortage!" Lin Xiaoyuan patted the table: "It takes a wife to marry you. Don't worry, I am a responsible man! I will definitely marry you in with a beautiful sedan chair."

Zhuang Shihuai felt a pain in his head, he stood by the refrigerator for a while, staring at Lin Xiaoyuan's back in a daze, Lin Xiaoyuan didn't know it, he was still thinking about the beautiful blueprint of the future for himself and his sweetheart.

Zhuang Shihuai brought the warm milk over, looked seriously into Lin Xiaoyuan's eyes and said, "I want to talk to you now, you can't interrupt me, after I finish talking, you can express your opinion."

What he said was too formal, so that Lin Xiaoyuan was immediately taken aback, and could only agree in a daze.

Zhuang Shihuai said: "I want to take you and your mother abroad."

When Lin Xiaoyuan heard this, his face was full of confusion, as if he didn't understand a word, but Zhuang Shihuai explained again: "I want to take care of you, and the foreign environment is more conducive to your growth, but you are still young after all, so you can't live without it." Mother, so I think it is more appropriate to take both of you out."

Now Lin Xiaoyuan understood. The man in front of him was saying that he would give him a future. Nothing counts.

But soon, Zhuang Shihuai's next words smashed the cake just now.

"But I have one condition," he said.

Lin Xiaoyuan flinched, unable to swallow the porridge in her mouth for a long time.

In the following period of time, Lin Xiaoyuan seemed to be a completely new person, because he had to take the SSAT and TOEFL to study in high school in the United States, so besides eating and sleeping, he spent a lot of time on surprise homework every day, and slept less than four hours. After five hours, after more than half a month, I lost several laps.

The original agreement to go to Zhuang Shihuai's house for dinner is gone. Zhuang Shihuai has been preparing it all the time, but he never sees the children. The kid has been avoiding him all the time, he almost doesn't call WeChat, and occasionally sends a good morning and good night, and he disappears all day long.

As time went by, it seemed that he was thinking too much about Lin Xiaoyuan.

So he took out his mobile phone and prepared to send a WeChat message.

Asking "what are you doing?" seems a little inappropriate. If you say "how have you learned recently?" it seems too mean and impersonal. It was a selfie that flew over telepathically, with a line of words attached.

"I miss you."

Zhuang Shihuai felt that the phone was a little hot, so he called back directly.

"Did you not eat well?" "Have you? It's okay, maybe you didn't sleep well."

"Grade is important, but the body must be taken care of."

Lin Xiaoyuan laughed on the other end of the phone: "You know, don't worry! I will eat more and try to regain weight."

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had nothing to say for a while, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Zhuang Shihuai said: "If you pass the exam, I will reward you."

"Can you do anything?" This sounded like a trap, normal people would not agree, but Zhuang Shihuai felt that he was a bit bold today, and his brain was not very good: "It's all right."

Lin Xiaoyuan's rapid breathing came from the phone, and he jumped through his teeth for a long time and said, "Okay, this is what you said!" What Zhuang Shihuai said later that day undoubtedly had a huge blow to Lin Xiaoyuan, just like A person brings a beautiful dream to you with his own hands, and then smashes it with his own hands in front of you.

This is also the first time that Lin Xiaoyuan has truly experienced what it feels like to be "sad". The previous few rejections by Zhuang Shihuai.

Because it was always accompanied by jokes, and was fooled by him several times later, it seemed less formal, but this time it was different.

He could feel the weight of his words this time.

Lin Xiaoyuan was so sad, her first reaction was to hide herself, so as not to let her sweetheart discover her sadness.

But he was suffering because when Zhuang Shihuai closed his door, he left another window for him, gave him a huge hope, and then kept throwing all kinds of candies and biscuits in front of him, such as Now that he wants to reward him, he can ask for anything, Lin Xiaoyuan is tempted again, how can he not be tempted, he can only keep moving forward in order to get the reward from his sweetheart.

Moreover, he also deeply knows that the future that Zhuang Shihuai promised him can completely free him from the current life, which is the only way he can grasp at present to save himself and his mother.

"I heard that you drugged your little friend?" Zhuang Shihuai asked Luo Zijun at the coffee shop, copied the documents he wanted, and brought them over, and by the way, told him about his plan to return to the United States.

"What strong medicine?" He didn't understand.

Luo Zijun shook his legs: "Your little friend and my family are crying, saying that you agreed to take him to the United States on the condition that you stop pestering him."

The crying was made by Mr. Luo himself.

Zhuang Shihuai stirred his coffee, a little helpless: "I didn't say that, he misunderstood."

His original words that day were: You can go to the United States with me, but there is a condition. When you get there, you have to put your mind on studying and find out what you want. You can’t be like this now.

Luo Zijun laughed: "What you said to the kid sounds like he is in the way, and you are trying to get him to stay away from you."

Zhuang Shihuai sighed, recalling that day after he finished speaking, when Lin Xiaoyuan pinched the bun with red eyes and said "I promise you", the flour skin of the bun sank into his nails.

His original intention was to let Lin Xiaoyuan put aside his emotional affairs first, and study hard to plan a way out for his life. In fact, the point was not to refuse but to let him shift his focus.

But the children are too sensitive and misunderstood.

People in love can't stand the slightest trouble, and every meaningful word may sound like a stabbing knife to them.

In fact, after Zhuang Shihuai finished speaking that day, he also regretted it. Thinking about it is quite naive. What does an adult care about with a child? He said he likes it now. After he went to high school and university, he met all kinds of people and broadened his horizons. Maybe one day I will forget about this, the child is uncertain, how can he count.

There was no need for him to look for an opportunity and reject him solemnly.

But there is no regret in this world to buy medicine, it can only be said if it is said.

Before leaving, Luo Zijun packed another piece of tiramisu cake, saying that he wanted to take it home for his children to eat.

He asked Zhuang Shihuai again: "Tell me the truth, what do you think of Lin Xiaoyuan, I think he really likes you."

Zhuang Shihuai said: "This matter cannot be discussed, he is still a child, there are too many variables.

The most urgent thing is to grow up well. "

Luo Zijun didn't know which nerve these words touched, and he said to himself: "There are too many variables..." The two old men stood in front of the counter like this, and fell silent together.

Old man A: Children are not easy to learn. Old man B: Children are too sticky. They are all variables.

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