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It wasn't too late for Ren Yan to come back. Not long after his classmate left, Duan Chuiyu heard the "beep" sound of the combination lock downstairs.

Duan Chuiyu was writing English practice papers, all of which were selected by Ren Yan for him, and they were integrated into a small test paper, one for each day.

He always did the questions very quickly, but at this moment, he was restless, staring at the English words in the test paper in a daze, and when he heard a slight movement downstairs, his eyelids only twitched slightly.

Ren Yan's words were still ringing in his ears.

——You tell him to move back quickly.

He was a little unhappy.

The moment Ren Yan's roommate said that sentence, the first thought that flashed in his mind was to choose to turn a blind eye, as if this person had never been here before, and he hadn't heard anything.

There is no need to worry about the reason for this kind of thinking - yes, he didn't want Ren Yan to move away.

The phone rang, and Duan Chuiyu didn't bother to move his hands. He propped his chin and drooped his eyelids, and glanced at the phone screen from the corner of his eye.

The message was sent by Ren Yan, Duan Chuiyu's eyes moved slightly, and he picked up the phone.

Period Wholesaler: Can I borrow the kitchen?

Mouth:?

Mouth owed: use whatever you want

Period Wholesaler: Yes

Mouth: What are you going to do?You haven't eaten yet?

Full stop wholesaler: eat it, I make cakes.

Mouth: Cake? ? ?

Duan Chuiyu ran downstairs with his slippers on and saw Ren Yan busy in the kitchen. He was still wearing the white shirt he wore at the parent meeting, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, exposing his thin and strong forearms.

His skin was very fair, and he was usually reticent. This cold white complexion made him even colder and colder, giving him a sense of distance.At this moment, under the illumination of the warm lamp in the kitchen, it only showed a little warmth.

"What are you doing?" Duan Chuiyu walked over.

Ren Yan said without looking back: "Cake."

Duan Chuiyu walked behind him, looked over his shoulder and saw several bags of ingredients on the kitchen table, all of which were flour and the like, and he couldn't name them.

"cake?"

"Don't you want to eat a bitter matcha cake without matcha powder?"

Duan Chuiyu was taken aback.

Ren Yan continued: "There is a matcha cake, but there is matcha powder on it. I also tasted the taste. It is sweet and not bitter."

Duan Chuiyu was a little shocked: "I just said that casually..."

Ren Yan stopped what he was doing and turned to look at him: "Then I won't do it."

"Hey don't, you've just started, you have to have a beginning and an end, right?" Duan Chuiyu rubbed the tip of his nose, "And I'm really a little bit greedy."

He didn't expect that Ren Yan would take what he said casually to heart, and he didn't expect that he would go out of his way to buy materials to do it himself in order to meet his own requirements.

Ren Yan put the ingredients into the large transparent bowl, slowly and skillfully.

"Can you still make cakes?" Duan Chuiyu couldn't help asking as he leaned over the dining table.

Ren Yan shook his head: "No. I saw someone else did it today, so I probably remember the steps and try it casually."

Ren Yan is a down-to-earth and calm person, he can bear his temper in everything he does, completely opposite to Duan Chuiyu's impetuous personality, staying by his side, Duan Chuiyu's mood will also calm down unconsciously.

"Why did you go today?" Duan Chuiyu asked, "Can you still watch people make cakes? Did you go to home economics class?"

"Go and translate for a dessert exchange meeting."

Duan Chuiyu was taken aback: "Translation?"

Seeing his blank face, Ren Yan explained: "There are many foreigners at the dessert exchange meeting. I will be the interpreter for the speaker. She speaks Chinese and I will translate English."

Duan Chuiyu nodded clearly, and suddenly became curious about Ren Yan's major. He asked, "I haven't asked before, what major are you studying? Translation?"

The answer was similar to what Duan Chuiyu thought, but slightly different.

Ren Yan replied: "Simultaneous interpretation."

Duan Chuiyu choked for a moment, thinking in his heart that he was awesome.

"You can pick up the job before you graduate?" Duan Chuiyu was a little curious, "So powerful?"

Ren Yan's eyes turned to him, Duan Chuiyu's surprise was beyond words, and there was a bit of admiration in his expression, Ren Yan's heart wandered for a second, just for a second, then he looked away, and said lightly: "Today is a consecutive interpretation , not a simultaneous interpretation.”

"Consecutive interpretation?" Student Duan didn't quite understand this.

Teacher Ren said in popular science: "It means that after he finishes speaking, I will turn a paragraph, and in the simultaneous interpretation, I will turn while he is talking."

Duan Chuiyu dragged out an "oh" and suddenly said, "Brother is amazing."

Ren Yan was caught off guard by the sudden attack. He didn't react and almost bit his tongue.

Ren Yan paused, raised his eyes to look at Duan Chuiyu.

Duan Chuiyu's eyes had already fallen elsewhere, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all. He opened the materials Ren Yan bought, and looked around.

Duan Chuiyu is indeed a bit abnormal today, changed from his usual cold and arrogant manner, and follows Ren Yan like a bee, wherever Ren Yan goes, where does he follow, and keeps asking questions.

"What kind of flour is this, why is it yellow?"

"That's yeast."

"What's this? Syrup? Just a little?"

"That's vanilla extract."

"What is this transparent plastic piece? Can it be eaten if you put it in?"

"Gelatine, you can eat it."

"Hey, don't you need to bake this cake?"

"Put a plastic sheet, no need to bake."

"Am I so magical?"

"..."

Such conversations continued until the matcha cake was completed. Ren Yan, like a teacher with children, patiently answered various questions from Duan Chuiyu's children.

Duan Chuiyu was really still a child, and it was at this moment that Ren Yan truly felt the physical and psychological gap between himself and Duan Chuiyu.

This gap is very small, but once noticed, it is difficult to turn a blind eye.

For example, Duan Chuiyu is tall, but his frame is not wide. When he was walking around in front of Ren Yan, when Ren Yan got closer, the shadow cast could cover his entire body.

Another example is that his questions are usually very ignorant, things that can be known by Baidu, and if he insists on asking Ren Yan to ask questions, "Brother" will pop out of his mouth twice when he asks, which is inevitable for Ren Yan shaking hands.

Young people's minds are the most difficult to guess, but no matter how difficult it is to guess, Ren Yan can detect Duan Chuiyu's abnormality.

The matcha cake was finally finished. It looked and tasted beautiful. Duan Chuiyu took a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"You can be a dessert chef with your skills." Duan Chuiyu said and dug out another big spoonful. He has always been picky, but the no-bake matcha cake made by Ren Yan completely hit his taste buds.

Slightly bitter, but sweet, the most important thing is that there is no matcha powder.

perfect.

There was some light green cream on the corner of Duan Chuiyu's mouth. Seeing that he was eating happily and had no time to care about his image, Ren Yan took out a piece of paper and leaned over to help him wipe the cream off the corner of his mouth.

Both of them were stunned, and they couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

Duan Chuiyu blinked his eyes while holding the spoon, and subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.

Ren Yan's behavior was unconscious, just like an elder brother would subconsciously reach out to wipe off something dirty when he saw his younger brother's face, Duan Chuiyu thought so in his heart, but the corners of his mouth felt a little hot.

Possibly shameful.

He is already at this age, even Duan Xifeng, a serious brother, won't follow behind him to wipe his mouth like a nurse.

Duan Chuiyu's eyelids drooped, and he couldn't hold back his face.

Boys of this age look muddled, but they are actually caused by the so-called dignity of a man, and they can be awkward for a long time when it comes to sesame seeds.

To put it bluntly, it is hypocritical.

Duan Chuiyu is usually not hypocritical, but today he has something hidden in his heart and his thoughts are chaotic, which leads to signs of derailment in every word and deed.

Seeing Duan Chuiyu lowering his head and poking the cake in front of him with a spoon, Ren Yan asked, "What's wrong?"

He was about to say, "You're not quite normal today," when Duan Chuiyu said, "Your roommate asked you to go back to the dormitory."

After Duan Chuiyu finished speaking, he bowed his head and ate the cake fiercely. He had been conflicted all night, and there were two villains fighting in his heart. One told him to keep silent, and the other told him to convey the truth.

Duan Chuiyu was not happy about saying that Ren Yan might move away from here, so he kept struggling and didn't know how to speak.

"Huh?" Ren Yan didn't react for a moment.

Duan Chuiyu stuffed a mouthful of cake into his mouth, chewed it tastelessly, and said: "Your roommate came over just now, and he asked me to tell you that he apologized to you and asked you to move back early, don't always live in outside."

Ren Yan didn't speak.

"It turns out that you lived in my house because you had a quarrel with someone." Duan Chuiyu muttered in a low voice, "I heard that there are still suitors blocking you under the dormitory?"

Ren Yan frowned slightly: "He can say everything."

"Why?" Young Master Duan was upset, "I still don't know your motive for moving into my house?"

The corner of Ren Yan's mouth hooked slightly.

Duan Chuiyu remained silent, and silently put the last bit of cake into his belly.

After a moment of silence, Ren Yan suddenly said, "Is that why?"

"Huh?" Duan Chuiyu raised his head, "What?"

Ren Yan hesitated to speak: "Forget it, it's nothing."

Duan Chuiyu frowned, and asked: "So, you are going home?"

"You want me to move?" Ren Yan asked back.

Duan Chuiyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that he was being turned against the customer. He almost didn't think about it and said, "Who said that?"

"Then you're asking me this?" Ren Yan stood up and cleared away the dishes.

Duan Chuiyu also got up, and hurriedly said: "Then your dormitory problem has been solved, why don't I just ask you what you think, who knows if you want to move back to live?"

"If you want me to go, I will go."

"I don't want to." Duan Chuiyu said bluntly, "You are not allowed to move."

Ren Yan looked up at him, and the handsome facial features were very soft under the illumination of the warm lamp. He lowered his head, put the plate covered with residue into the sink, and said in a low voice, "I know."

Duan Chuiyu, who had finished with a troublesome matter, felt happy again, lying on the sofa doing homework, humming a little song.

His emotions are easy to see through, and he doesn't like to hide himself. He speaks directly and has a temper. To a person with a dull personality like Ren Yan, he can easily break through the defense line like a rainstorm hitting a river bed. Ramped in.

Ren Yan sat down beside Duan Chuiyu, and tapped his fingers on the sofa twice.

Hearing the sound, Duan Chuiyu raised his head, the pen dangled between his fingers, and fell on the sofa. He raised his upper body and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have something to ask you."

"What?" Seeing his serious face, Duan Chuiyu also turned over and sat cross-legged.

"It's about your monthly exam." Ren Yan put a stack of monthly exam papers in front of him.

Duan Chuiyu frowned slightly: "Aren't you not angry?"

Ren Yan looked at him silently.

Duan Chuiyu felt guilty after being stared at by him: "What's wrong?"

"I just want to ask you." Ren Yan spread out the stack of papers, and pushed them all under Duan Chuiyu's eyes, "Apart from English, did you also write scribbles in other subjects?"

Ren Yan paused for a second, and added: "It was deliberately scribbled."

Duan Chuiyu's lips moved slightly, and he mumbled a "huh".

"I never asked you why before." Ren Yan said, "Now I want to know why, is it because of your father?"

Duan Chuiyu's complexion changed, and his voice became hoarse: "How do you know?"

"Guess."

Ren Yan fell silent after that, Duan Chuiyu raised his eyelids and peeked at him, and his eyes met him.

"Your class teacher said that you were at the bottom of the whole grade in this monthly exam."

"Oh."

"He also said that you might not even pass the undergraduate course in the college entrance examination."

"Oh……"

"Can't you make it through?"

Duan Chuiyu muttered, "How is it possible?"

"So, you want to continue like this? You can do whatever you want with your dad, but you don't need to waste your time for him." Ren Yan pursed his lips, but couldn't help but yell at him: "Why are you so childish."

Duan Chuiyu's face stinks, the young master can't hold back his temper: "You care about me?"

Ren Yan was really a little angry now, he got up and said: "I don't care about you, you continue."

He rarely has a bad face, and he doesn't show his emotions very much on his face. Duan Chuiyu knew he was wrong, stretched out his hand, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really angry?"

Ren Yan didn't deny it this time, and let out a "hmm".

This kind of mood should be called hating iron but not steel. Ren Yan felt like an old father. He didn't want to see Duan Chuiyu wasting time on such meaningless things. He obviously has the strength to stand in front of everyone. , at the highest point of the mountains, but for an annoying person, he deliberately withdrew his edge and pretended to be a fool.

Ren Yan gently patted his hand away and walked towards the door.

Duan Chuiyu shouted angrily: "Where are you going? Just leave when you are out of breath, why are you like this?"

Ren Yan ignored him, opened the door and walked out. In fact, he didn't want to leave, but he felt uncomfortable and went out to get some air.

There were tables and chairs in the courtyard, Ren Yan found a chair and sat down, blowing the night wind to set off the fire.

This is not the first time that the two have broken up like this. The difference in thinking brought about by the age difference cannot be ignored after all.

This time, Duan Chuiyu didn't hold back.

Ren Yan received his WeChat message.

Mouth: If you say you are not angry, you are still angry, and you leave when you are angry, you are naive.

Ren Yan replied: I didn't leave.

Mouth:?

Period Wholesaler: I'm sitting outside.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and the young man wrapped in air-conditioning walked to Ren Yan's side with heavy steps.

"I just can't understand my dad's pretentious behavior. I'm disgusted and he can't do it?" Duan Chuiyu is confident and inexplicably wronged, "Isn't it just how many times I passed the exam, and you are just a few years older than me. How old are you, you call me childish."

In fact, he also felt that he was naive, but he didn't say it.

"Then you can't live up to other people's expectations, right?" Ren Yan didn't look at him, focusing on a certain space, "Your mother, your brother, your teacher—"

"And I."

Duan Chuiyu moved his fingers hanging by his side, and his thin lips were pursed into a line.

Ren Yan turned his head, raised his head to meet his stubborn gaze, and asked in a deep voice, "Let me ask you, do you want to stay in the mud or in the clouds?"

Duan Chuiyu said without hesitation: "Of course it's Yunli."

Ren Yan's eyes were bright, and his voice was soft: "Then come up to me."