But what love can a gold master buy?

Shen Tinglan thought he would have to wait half the afternoon, but Wei Li finished the work in less than an hour.

Wei Li packed up his things, rubbed his hands, looked up at Shen Tinglan across the table: "I'm done, is there anything you want me to do?"

Shen Tinglan was playing games with his mobile phone, when he heard the words, he put down the mobile phone, his face sank, "Do you still remember me as an employer?"

Then he also took off the Bluetooth headset: "Pick up your clothes, I'll look at the tattoos."

Wei Li had been with him for a long time, and he knew that he was a person whose thoughts were written all over his face. Seeing that there was no hope in his eyes at the moment, he calmly lifted up his clothes.

Shen Tinglan stepped forward to check it out, and found that the tattooed area had begun to peel and scab, and there was nothing unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Does it still hurt?"

Wei Li shook his head slightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just itching."

Shen Tinglan wanted to care about him, but he didn't know how to respond, so he had to follow the tattoo artist's instructions at the time: "Pat it when it itches, don't scratch it, so as not to scratch it, and..."

The words "will cause partial discoloration" were kept in his mouth without saying it.He thought that Wei Li would be eager for the color of the tattoos to fade, and it would be best if they all faded away.

He felt embarrassed, so he didn't speak any more, and put a little peppermint ointment recommended by the tattoo artist on the tattoo.

Wei Li looked from top to bottom, Shen Tinglan looked down at the tattoo, his eyes were very dark, with long eyelashes, like a docile deer.

He looked away as if he couldn't bear it, and let the doubt in his heart slowly fade away.The peppermint ointment is cool and can relieve the itching. On the contrary, he was too careful when holding the cotton swab, and when he rubbed the ointment evenly, it brought a little itchiness.

After applying the mint cream, Wei Li put down his clothes and brought the topic back: "What do you need me to do?"

Shen Tinglan put the mint ointment back into the medicine box, and said in a muffled voice, "You fell on the seat today, what else can you do? Take a rest, and we'll talk about it after dinner."

Wei Li looked at his back: "What about you?"

"I……"

Shen Tinglan didn't know what to do.When he didn't see Wei Li, he really wanted to stay with Wei Li, but when they really got along, it seemed that nothing could bring them closer.

Looking around, he saw the book he had thrown on the coffee table, and suddenly found something to do: "I will start the final exam next month, and I have to write a summary report and review."

Then he transferred 200 yuan to Wei Li: "Here's the money, you can buy dinner."

Bringing in the computer, Shen Tinglan flipped through the pages of the book and wrote the report without a clue. Everything was like a preview, and a lot of useable nonsense was pulled out in this way.Occasionally, he was too tired to write, so he hid behind the monitor and secretly glanced at Wei Li to see what he was doing.

Wei Li seemed restless, first he shopped around and ordered takeaway, then tidied up the living room a bit, went to the toilet, cleaned the toilet, and then went to the door to get takeaway.After eating together, I sorted out the takeaway boxes and packed them.

Shen Tinglan felt that if this went on like this, he might have to clean up the bedroom and the kitchen, and this was definitely not his intention, so after finishing the report, he called a taxi, transferred the money, and took the initiative Talked to Wei Li: "You go back."

Wei Li glanced at the time, grabbed the takeaway and other garbage and brought it to the door, then saw the incoming text message, and said, "There is no need to pay that much. I only worked for half a day today, and the meal money you just gave me was not spent." over."

Now Shen Tinglan felt that it was a good thing for him to ask for money, but he became sensitive to him not wanting money, and suspected that he wanted to leave again, so she said in a low voice, "Take it, I will work overtime tomorrow to make up for it."

Wei Li said indifferently: "For fifteen hours, you have to wake up at least nine o'clock tomorrow, otherwise I have to work overtime until Monday."

Shen Tinglan snorted: "Then divide it into three parts and move it to next week."

"it is good."

Wei Li opened the door and was about to go out when the door of the unit opposite happened to also open. A silver-haired old lady was also carrying a bag of trash to go out. Hearing the movement, she unconsciously cast her gaze on them.

Shen Tinglan had never cared about his neighbors before, and now that he saw it, he had no idea. Unexpectedly, Wei Li suddenly threw the trash at the door, turned around and hugged him gently.

A warm and clean breath rushed towards his face, Shen Tinglan felt astonished while being comfortable, and only hugged his waist for two seconds after walking over.

The silver-haired old lady at the opposite door let out a soft exclamation, and left as quickly as possible with a cane, as if fleeing—probably because she had seen him bring different people home, so she had this reaction.

Seeing the old lady walking a little further, Shen Tinglan exhaled lightly on Wei Li's shoulder, instead of continuing to indulge in her embrace, she turned her head and whispered: "What's wrong?"

Wei Li wouldn't hug him just because he likes him.He knew this very well.

"Don't you have to play your boyfriend in front of people?" Wei Li let go of his arms and picked up the trash again, "This should be what a boyfriend would do."

"...En." Shen Tinglan could only respond to this well-known answer.

In the past, he should have said "kiss goodbye", but now... Forget it, he has no ability to deal with the aftermath.

For three consecutive weekends, Shen Tinglan and Wei Li lived together peacefully in the apartment.

They are like a pair of roommates, sitting in the living room or at the dining table and doing their own things. Wei Li will take out the computer to do translation first, and clean up the rest of the time. He will also cook a meal or two, and occasionally give Shen Tinglan lectures , Tell him how to endorse.

Such a bland relationship made Shen Tinglan feel incredible in retrospect.In the past, I must have been impatient and wanted to go out to play, but now I am not lonely, and my heart has gradually settled down.

He thought it might be due to Wei Li's change in attitude towards him—although he wasn't close, he didn't seem estranged anymore, and he also became straightforward in the conversation, without the cautious step by step before.

So he comforted himself, it doesn't matter if the relationship is repaired slowly, as long as there is improvement, he can wait a little longer, the money will be paid back to Wei Li for at least one year, and he has enough time to get close to Wei Li and get to know Wei Li.

"Why do you keep staring at me?"

When Wei Li closed his laptop, his gaze met Shen Tinglan's, "Is there something wrong?"

Shen Tinglan had the feeling that the thief was caught on the spot, and he felt a little nervous before he said, "I was just thinking, you are very busy at work, and you have to work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays."

Wei Li explained truthfully: "This is not my real job, it's an odd job I took on earlier, and it's not easy to owe it, so I do it every day."

"Oh..." Shen Tinglan nodded, and somehow said what was in her heart, "But you shouldn't be short of money now, why do you still take on so many odd jobs?"

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful, but Wei Li didn't care about it, he just said: "When you have the strength to make more money, of course you should make more money."

"Then why don't you become a star?" Now that he said that, Shen Tinglan simply poured out his long-standing doubts, "Your appearance is not bad, so what can you learn? Being a star is not as good as making money Is white-collar workers plus odd jobs everywhere strong?"

Wei Li put the laptop and the mouse in the same bag: "I'm already 30 years old, what kind of star."

"Why can't you be 30 years old? Don't you all lower your age now? And you don't have this hardware and software now, have you never thought about it before?"

Wei Li looked hopeless, and gave a concise and clear answer: "No."

"why?"

Shen Tinglan couldn't believe it, but at the same time, she had a sense of substitution and felt a little bit of regret for "the pearl is covered in dust".

Wei Li cleaned up the table and looked up into his eyes: "Because someone told me that because of my outstanding appearance, I should be more vigilant and not rely on it to gain benefits from time to time, otherwise, once I get used to it, I will regret it in the future."

Shen Tinglan hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and felt that the words were rich in meaning, so he changed the topic in a daze: "Did this what your dean said?"

"Yes." Wei Li replied, and got up to get the tea bags and cups.

Hot water was slowly poured into the cups, turning from colorless to translucent golden red in the two cups.Wei Li added a little sweet milk to one of the glasses, stirred it with a spoon and pushed it in front of Shen Tinglan: "How much do you know about me now?"

Shen Tinglan was a little embarrassed to be asked so bluntly by him, but looking at the two cups of tea in front of him, he knew that this matter could not be bypassed, so he said directly: "I know you have three younger brothers, four younger sisters, one Sister, I have no blood relationship with you, and both..."

He turned his mind around and used a more appropriate word, "I'm not in good health."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wei Li, thinking of many unfavorable reactions from the other party in his mind, but Wei Li asked, "Have you ever paid attention to that kind of gossip?"

Shen Tinglan was puzzled: "Occasionally. Why do you ask this?"

Wei Li warmed his hands with another cup of tea, and said leisurely, "Now that you've seen it, you can understand how troublesome their lives will be if I make money in that way."

Shen Tinglan lowered his head, the mist of milk tea obscured his vision.

Indeed, even a healthy person like Yan Jie would feel bad when comparing his grades with his brothers, let alone a disabled person comparing himself with a perfect person.It's nothing more than bibi at home, but when it goes to the media, this wound will be presented in everyone's eyes, and it will be torn open time and time again.

He raised his eyes, and there were some tiny drops of water on his eyelashes: "I can understand this, but what I don't understand is the other."

Wei Li stared at him silently, waiting for him to speak.

Shen Tinglan swallowed her saliva, her heart turned, and she said all the questions she had accumulated for a long time like setting off firecrackers: "You just graduated when you took over them, can you really think so much? I never thought that you were alone People can't raise them? Why don't you send them to other orphanages and let others adopt them? Even if you treat them as family members, you can't bear it, Weiwei has nothing to do with you, why do you want to take her back?"

After he finished asking, he stared at Wei Li and waited for an answer, and Wei Li also stared at him, as if thoughtful.The two sides looked at each other for a long time, and finally Wei Li took a sip of tea and lowered his eyes: "You don't understand the feeling of being abandoned by your family."

As soon as this remark came out, Shen Tinglan felt that he must have been struck by lightning, and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

Seeing that Wei Li didn't answer immediately, he was a little anxious, and leaned over to grab the other's hand holding the cup: "I really didn't mean to ridicule you. I said those things in the past because I was in a hurry, but I'm not wicked. To make fun of someone's parents, I really..."

Wei Li pulled out his hand, put it on the back of his hand, and pressed it lightly: "I know."

After a pause, Wei Li said again: "Anyway, there are some things you have to investigate, so it's okay to tell you."

[The author has something to say: I don’t know why, but I suddenly have a sense of déjà vu that I’m writing about a taciturn and capable long-term worker × a beautiful and ignorant good-for-nothing young master

Thank you Mr. Zhou and Xiao Huajuan for your recent rewards! 】