Don't guess what pretty boy is thinking

Yan Zhongxi was not very happy, because Lantu was holding his mobile phone in a daze until before going to bed, and his words were inconsistent.

He regretted bringing up Jiao Zuolong again.What a night, it was both a first night and a lifetime mark, it could be counted as the engagement anniversary of two people, but it was ruined by an outsider.

Before going to sleep, he wanted to save it and suggested "try again", but Lantu had just applied the medicine, and his whole body was sore and he couldn't arouse his interest.He understood the suffering of the other party, so he said very intimately: "Don't you have a safety stick, I will use the safety stick to get you once, it will not press the wound, and the frequency is high enough... How about it? You Tell me where to put it, and I'll get it now."

As a result, Lan Tu simply put the quilt over his head, and ignored him even though he was sleeping.

The next day, Yan Zhongxi went to work in the coffee shop as usual.Lantu has already asked for leave from the hospital. For the remaining two professional courses and elective courses this week, other teachers will substitute for them. He will recuperate at home for three days, plus a weekend, and he should be able to recover more than half of it next week.

After Yan Zhongxi left, the house became quiet, and there was only the "tick" of the clock in the whole apartment.Lantu couldn't take his attention away from his phone no matter what, so he had to click on WeChat every few minutes to see if there was any information about Jiao Zuolong.

The two photos in the album are gone.Because he had a nightmare last night, dreaming that he accidentally touched the screen and sent the photo to the office group by mistake.The fear in the dream was so real that he was trembling after waking up, and he quickly moved the two time bombs into the trash can while going to the bathroom, and then deleted them completely, as if he would lose his life as long as he couldn’t see the photos. It doesn't exist anymore.

Jiao Zuolong never came to look for him, and he didn't show up again since he fled in a hurry yesterday evening.Blueprint was worried for most of the day, and in the afternoon, he felt that he could not continue like this, so he got up and used his iPad to process some work emails, and went to the kitchen to try to cook at around [-] o'clock, but ended up wasting a few eggs and a bag of green peppers.

At night, when Yan Zhongxi came home and saw an unknown object in the trash can, he pretended not to know and said nothing.

The next day also passed in peace.

Yan Zhongxi thought that Lantu went to the kitchen to mess around yesterday because he was hungry, so he prepared enough rations for him before leaving home, and stuffed a layer of refrigerator with cake, salad, hot porridge, sandwiches, and vegetable juices.As a result, when he returned home in the evening, he still found a lump of mushy scrambled eggs in the trash can.

"Teacher Lan, do you want scrambled eggs?"

"what happened?"

"If you want to eat, I will make it for you."

"Don't eat, don't eat. I just burned two eggs at noon, and now I feel sick when I smell the eggs." Lantu admitted readily, "I'm just bored, looking for something to do."

"Then I'll get you an egg fryer, and you can make poached eggs!" Yan Zhongxi took out a pan-shaped thing from the cabinet, and the pan had three holes.

"You put two drops of oil in it, crack the egg in, then leave it alone, it will form a poached egg by itself in 2 minutes."

"Oh, okay."

At noon on the third day, Lantu fried poached eggs with the egg fryer that Yan Zhongxi gave him. Just as he was putting the eggs in, his phone rang suddenly.While wiping his hands, he walked to the dining table and picked up his mobile phone. Jiao Zuolong's name appeared on the screen.

Blueprint's hand trembled.Although no one was in the room, he looked around reflexively, then went to the bedroom and closed the door.

It was a WeChat phone, and it rang for a long time without hanging up.

He took a deep breath and pressed the answer button. The voice on the other side of the screen was low and gentle, as if the gentle and calm Brother Long had returned.

"Why are you only answering the phone now?"

Blueprint bit his lip, not knowing what to say.

"one person?"

"What do you have to do with me?"

"You don't need to be so vigilant, I just came to ask how your health is."

"Thanks to you, I have been lying at home for three days."

"I didn't want to do anything to you. We got along very well during this time. Who knew you would make me so angry?"

"The post thing is my fault, I apologize to you."

"No, I can't bear this apology." Jiao Zuolong suddenly smiled eccentrically, "I can't see that you have some ability, but you actually go up to Gu Jianfeng's son quietly, pretending to be innocent is quite a thing! "

Lan Tu clenched his fists and then released them: "I don't know Gu Jianfeng, don't involve others in our conflicts."

"Heh, please tell his father and son about this, it's not me who involves them, it's they who are messing with me!"

"What did Yan Zhongxi tell you?"

"That little boy who came to pick you up that day was Gu Zhongxi, right? Really, why bother making such a fuss just for me, making it look like I'm a robber and murderer... just say he's Gu Jianfeng's son, and I'm still holding you back put?"

"What do you want from me today?"

Jiao Zuolong was silent for a moment, and his tone became gentle again: "I have deleted the things, and no third person has seen them."

"real!?"

"Don't worry, it's a pity to delete such a beautiful thing, but I dare not keep it even if someone forces me to delete it."

Blueprint breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart, which hadn't recovered from the tension, was beating wildly.

"By the way, she also asked me to apologize to you."

"No need, the incident was caused by me, as long as you delete the photo, it will be as if nothing happened."

"Nothing happened? Mr. Lan, when will we have another drink when we are free?"

"I don't have the guts to drink with you, so delete each other after you hang up."

"Oh, then I wish you and Yan Zhongxi... a happy marriage for a hundred years."

The author says:

One more chapter tonight