Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

Mu Chen drove me home on a motorcycle, but he asked me to promise him a condition.

"Weekend, remember."

I didn't dare to let him walk me to the door of my house, lest my fathers see me, and let him put me down when I was still some distance away from the gate of the villa area.

"Ah."

I nodded, looked left and right to make sure I didn't know anyone, and walked in while grabbing the strap of my schoolbag.

"Go slowly, I won't chase you."

Mu Chen smiled, and rode the motorcycle around, watching me ride away after entering the gate of the villa.

I trotted all the way home, my father was not at home, only my dad was there.

"Is the journey all right? It seems... you came back a little late? Did you come back with Luo Guang or by yourself?"

Dad was playing games on the sofa in the living room. When he saw me coming back, he immediately put a pack of spicy sticks on the table into the drawer. The game paused and got up and asked me, "Are you hungry, baby? Dad will cook you a bowl of noodles?"

"I'm not hungry. Daddy, you're secretly eating spicy sticks again. Dad will argue with you if he finds out." I went over and opened the drawer, and took away the spicy sticks. "I'm going to read, good night, dad."

Dad scratched his head, wiped his lips with the back of his hand, and followed him: "Take a rest after school, don't read books, um... Dad will take you to play games?"

"I won't play. I haven't written my English five-three reading today. Dad, you can play."

And I can't play games well, I went up the stairs.

"Baby, Dad wants to talk to you." Dad is a little taller than me, and he took a few steps up and walked in front of me. He looked hesitant, and then looked into my eyes, "Your father will be back from a business trip tomorrow. When he comes back, will you talk to him?"

I was silent and bowed my head.

"Baby, maybe your father and I did something wrong, maybe we ignored your feelings somewhere, but if you ignore people, at least you have to tell the reason, right?"

He put one hand on my shoulder and said softly, "Your father is very depressed. I don't know what made you angry. He stopped talking to him suddenly. He has been away on business for a week. When he comes back, you will Can you tell him why you are angry these days? Or tell Dad?"

"I'm not angry..." I whispered, "I'm not angry with him."

"Aren't you angry with him? Then why have you ignored him for so long?" Dad asked in confusion.

"I, I just don't want to talk. Isn't my personality always like this... I'm going to do my homework."

With a sore nose, I walked past him with my head down towards my room.

"Baby." Dad called me from behind, his eyebrows frowned, "Your father is usually strict, but he loves you."

"I know he loves me, I know you all love me, it's my fault Dad, tell him not to talk to me, I love you, good night dad."

The expression on Dad's face softened, and he said helplessly: "Dad loves you, good night."

I pushed open the door and went in, locked the door behind me, put down my schoolbag and went to take a shower.

The next day was Friday, I got up a little late, and my dad asked my aunt to pack the breakfast lunch box for me to eat on the road, and drove me to school.

"Baby, your father's plane arrives in the afternoon. I'll pick you up after school and have dinner together at home?"

Dad looked at me in the rearview mirror while driving.

I stuffed a steamed dumpling into my mouth, turned my head, and lied: "I invited a classmate to have dinner with me...a classmate celebrates his birthday."

Dad's eyes lit up, his eyes widened, and his eyebrows raised: "Which classmate is having a birthday? Did you make new friends? Why didn't I hear you mention it? Are the dumplings delicious, baby?"

"New friend...a new classmate who just transferred." My father knows everyone in our class, so I can only say Mu Chen, "It's delicious. Auntie made it or did you make it?"

Dad smiled immediately: "Dad made it, your favorite shrimp stuffing."

"Today's shrimp stuffing is better than before. Dad, your dumpling-making skills have improved again. It's amazing."

I am so happy to have a dad who cooks delicious breakfast, and my dad is also very handsome. Every time he sends me to school and is seen by his classmates, I feel very proud.

Dad continued: "Hahahaha it's not dad who is amazing, it's this shrimp. Your father ordered a box of freshly salvaged and carefully selected shrimp from a friend who imports seafood, and airlifted them to our house." , specially made dumplings for you."

The delicious shrimp-stuffed dumplings in my mouth suddenly tasted a little dull, and I put down my fork: "No wonder it's so delicious... Then Dad, when Dad comes back, can you help me say thank you to him?"

The smile on Dad's face froze slightly: "Baby, you... can't you send me a few words to talk to him?"

Then I won't talk about it.

I lowered my head, opened another lunch box, and ate the small siu mai and fruit inside.

After eating two pieces of fruit, I lost my appetite, so I lowered my head to play with my phone.

Dad sighed from the driver's seat.

At the school gate, my father rolled down the car window to say goodbye to me. A female classmate passing by saw him and looked at him in surprise.

Thinking of seeing my father when I go home at night, I couldn't help feeling depressed, and walked into the classroom with my head down.

"Why do you have such a sullen face in the early morning?" Mu Chen was already on his seat???, pointing to my table, "Do you want to eat?"

I made a detour away from him, sat down on my seat, and moved the chair to the side so as not to get too close to him.

After moving the chair, I felt that it was not enough, so I dragged the table to the side, and all the books on the table were piled to the right, trying to build a barrier between Mu Chen and me.

Mu Chen frowned and looked at me: "..."

"Thank you, but I already had breakfast." I put a bag of Xiaolongbao on the table back on his table.

"I said you..." He suddenly approached here.

My whole body tensed up suddenly, and the pen I just picked up fell on the table: "You...don't come over."

Mu Chen was taken aback for a moment, but he really went back, opened the plastic bag and ate the Xiaolongbao I returned.

This day's study efficiency is very low, I am not used to sitting next to someone else, and this person is Mu Chen.

He didn't know how he did it. He came to a class without a pen, a notebook, and even some textbooks. He asked me to borrow things no less than ten times after a day's class.

Every time I hand him something he wants to borrow, he must touch my hand, which makes me very uncomfortable, but it's not good to blame him for such a trivial matter.

"Beautiful tablemate, can we read history books together? I forgot to bring them."

In the last history class, Mu Chen poked my arm again.

I dodged to the side suddenly, then picked up the history book, pinched a corner with two fingers and handed it over: "You take the bottom corner, okay?"

With a smile in his eyes, Mu Chen stretched out his hand towards mine.

I was so scared that I threw the book into his arms, dragged the chair to the far left of the table, and took out the word book to memorize words.

Mu Chen called me in a low voice: "Let's read it together, how can you attend lectures without books?"

I thought about it, and politely said: "It's okay, my grades are very good, I have already finished this class by self-study in advance, my dad taught me to help others, you need it more, you can use it."

He looked very bad grades.

Mu Chen: "..."

After school in the evening, I walked to the school gate with Luo Guang with my schoolbag on my back. Dad's car was already waiting at the school gate. Luo Guang and I said goodbye, opened the back door and got in.

"How's your baby doing today?" As soon as I got in the car, my dad lifted up a packaging bag in the front seat and handed it to me, "I just went out to talk about a project, and I saw a store you like on the way, and I bought a cup of milk tea. Is it seven-point sugar?"

"Today...it's okay." I didn't have a good life at first, but I was happy when I had milk tea. My father forbade me to drink too much milk tea and other beverages, saying that it would affect my growth. Dad occasionally Secretly bought it for me, "Thank you dad."

All the way back home happily.

The car stopped in the garage, and I noticed that the lights in the house were on.

"Tomorrow weekend, it doesn't matter if you sleep a little later today. Your father said that tonight, the three of us will have some barbecue and drink some wine. You are also eighteen, and you haven't let you drink yet. He brought a bottle of fruit wine. return……"

Dad looked very happy, walked all the way and talked, and led me directly to the back garden, a scent came to my face, there was a barbecue grill next to the tables and chairs for afternoon tea in the garden, a tall and slender figure The middle-aged man, who was wearing a shirt and trousers and hadn't had time to change into home clothes, was rolling up his sleeves and brushing the barbecue.

"Huaihuai is back? Didn't you say you wanted to eat grilled shrimp two months ago?" The father smiled gently, and turned the grilled shrimp on the barbecue grill. eat."

Originally, I planned to have a barbecue with them. After all, no one did anything wrong. It's not a problem for me to avoid him all the time. However, when I stood in front of him, some unpleasant scenes were recalled uncontrollably.

"I want to sleep." I walked towards the back door of the villa, almost like running away. When I got to the back door, I turned around and said, "Good night, father, good night, dad."

Father's face was livid, and Dad frowned.

"Lu Huaiyuan, come here for me." Father said in a deep voice, "How long are you going to be awkward? Can you say something directly? How did we teach you?"

I stood in front of the door for two seconds, then opened the door and entered the house. In the darkness, I went upstairs by touching the banister of the stairs.

In my bedroom on the second floor, the window was open to the garden. As soon as I went upstairs, I heard the two of them arguing.

"Am I spoiling him? What do you mean?! What did I do wrong, how did I make him, the young master, angry! Why did you ignore me for half a month?! This is a fucking fake son! What kind of dog?" Temper?" Father said angrily.

Dad was also angry: "You are a fucking dog! I want you to talk to him carefully and be patient with the baby! He has never liked to take the initiative to communicate since he was a child. It's just this character, not because he has any opinions on you!"

Father: "Blind nonsense! Doesn't he have a problem with me or a ghost? He chatted and laughed with you, but in Lao Tzu's hands, he only said good night, father? Lao Tzu stopped serving him and sent him to Metamorphosis." .”

"Lu Beichuan, are you sick?" Dad said in disbelief, "It's almost like sending you to Metamorphosis!"

Father: "My perfect husband still wants to give me The Metamorphosis? Geer, can you stop being so partial to your son, I also need love..."

Dad: "Go away."

I hid behind the curtain and saw my father hugging his waist. Two handsome men stood together under the moonlight, forming a landscape.

Author: Lu Huaiyuan Personality No.1 said it was too difficult to write, so finish it quickly.