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Chapter 48 Lonely

"Look, Huo Huo also wants you to stay."

Huohuo: "Aww!"

Zhuang Yan turned around and saw Lin Weinan holding Samoyed in his arms, grabbing the dog's furry front paws, and beckoning at him.

so cute…………

The tip of Zhuang Yan's nose soured, and he suddenly felt that the messy things he was thinking just now didn't matter. He just wanted to love Lin Weinan well and seriously while he was still by Lin Weinan's side.In this case, even if Lin Weinan really doesn't want him in the future, he probably won't regret this time.

Loving someone with your heart is a very, very precious experience, at least for him.

"What's the matter, you look like you're about to cry." Seeing Zhuang Yan's misty eyes, Lin Weinan smiled and said, "Don't cry, I'm living my life."

Zhuang Yan sniffed and nodded vigorously.

Lin Weinan put Huohuo back on the ground, got up and came to Zhuang Yan, and gently touched his face with his hand: "Are you tired? Let's take a bath first."

"Okay..." Zhuang Yan took his hand and rubbed the back of Lin Weinan's soft hand affectionately with his side face.

Zhuang Yan went to wash first, and then Lin Weinan went into the bathroom.When Lin Weinan came out after washing, he found Zhuang Yan standing in the living room looking left and right, as if he was looking at something.

Lin Weinan wiped his hair with a dry towel and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing." Zhuang Yan said, "I'm looking at the house."

A lot of things have happened since he came to Lin Weinan's house, and he hasn't even looked at Lin Weinan's residence carefully.

Lin Weinan's home is much smaller than Zhuang Yan imagined, and the decoration style is similar to what he guessed. It is minimalist, mainly in black and white tones, and there are not too many things. At first glance, it looks a bit empty.

"Is it far worse than you thought?" Lin Weinan asked.

Zhuang Yan scratched his face: "I thought you lived in that kind of high-end residence."

"This is the first house I bought with the money I earned." Lin Weinan put a towel on his shoulders and came to Zhuang Yan's side, "Although it is not too big, I like it very much, so I have been living in here."

"The high-end residence you mentioned is too big for me, and I would feel uneasy living alone."

Zhuang Yan understood.

"I understand...!" He smiled with his lips curled up, showing two pointed canine teeth, "The house needs to be smaller to feel like home! When I lived with my parents and sister before I went to college My house is not very big, it’s a bit crowded, but the house is full, which makes people feel at ease.” So now he lives alone in Xinyi’s artist dormitory, and he feels very empty and lonely.

"That's great." Lin Weinan turned his eyes to the dark sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said slowly, "I lived in my old house when I was a child, it was a big villa, but there were very few people, most of the time it was just me With a few servants."

When Lin Weinan was four or five years old, Lin Hanzhi was dragged by a friend to do a clothing business together for a period of time. Every day was very busy. Deng Ruifeng didn't work, but he didn't bother to take care of him. He often went out to play with friends.So Lin Weinan stayed in the huge villa with the servants, and apart from listening to the specially invited teacher to give lectures, he just stayed in the room alone and played with building blocks and puzzles.

"Maybe it was because I was just a short-legged child at that time, and I always felt that it was too far to walk from one end of the house to the other." Lin Weinan said, "So I have a little resistance to that kind of empty big house."

And these thoughts of his, his parents never understood, and never wanted to understand.Lin Hanzhi accused him of being too old-fashioned, that he didn't know how to change to a better house after making money, and he didn't change a Bentley after driving it for several years, which lost face to the Lin family.Deng Ruifeng didn't even care about where he lived and what kind of car he drove, he just squandered the money he earned.

Zhuang Yan turned his head, looked at Lin Weinan's side face, and murmured: "So it's like this..."

Sure enough, he was right, Lin Weinan was indeed a person who was afraid of being alone, just like him.

"Boss Lin..." Zhuang Yan called out to Lin Weinan nervously.

"Huh?" Just as Lin Weinan was about to turn his face to look at him, his body was suddenly wrapped in a warm embrace.

"I just want to hug you." Zhuang Yan felt clumsy with his tongue, and didn't know what to say to comfort Lin Weinan, so he could only say dryly, "...don't be sad."

"I'm not sad." Lin Weinan shook his head and denied it. He was used to hiding all negative emotions in his heart, "I've made progress, and finally dared to hug me directly."

Zhuang Yan smiled shyly, as if responding to Lin Weinan's compliment, then lowered his head and lightly pecked Lin Weinan's ear.

"Good boy." Lin Weinan touched his head on his shoulder and whispered, "Carry me back to my room."

"Okay..." Zhuang Yan heard his heart beating like thunder.

Although there were many twists and turns along the way, Zhuang Yan finally spent this birthday with Lin Weinan.

Today they are all very tired, and they died after only doing it once.Lin Weinan slept in Zhuang Yan's arms with marks all over her body, her chest rose and fell slightly, and her breathing was very steady.

Zhuang Yan was still not sleepy, so he looked at him quietly under the dim light of the bedside lamp, and lightly touched the top of Lin Weinan's disheveled hair with his lips.Lin Weinan seemed to feel the slight movement, and with his lips parted slightly, he called out "Zhuang Yan" vaguely, grabbed his hand randomly, and finally held it on Zhuang Yan's firm arm.

Although this was just an unintentional move by Lin Weinan when he was in a daze, it gave Zhuang Yan a feeling of being needed.

Zhuang Yan stroked Lin Weinan's back back and forth with his hands, gently comforting the man who was gradually falling asleep.

He wanted to make this moment last longer.

The next day, everything was back on track.

Lin Weinan continued to work, and Zhuang Yan continued to attend classes and study scripts.If there was any difference, it would be——a Samoyed suddenly appeared in the CEO's office.

It was big news that Lin Weinan came to work with a dog. From the moment he entered the company gate to sitting in the office, it took less than 5 minutes for this news to spread throughout Xinyi through various groups of employees.

Someone ran to ask Dong Xiaoru, does Mr. Lin bring a dog to work, does it mean that all employees can bring their dogs to work.

Dong Xiaoru gave him a blank look, and said, "Can Boss Lin's dog be the same as yours? The one chained in the office is the assistant to the president!"

"Good guy, he's even higher than me!" The man said a few words "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" and slipped away tactfully.Not long after, the news that the new Samoyed was the president's assistant spread throughout the building, and people began to order dog food one after another, ready to curry favor with the new assistant.

During the lunch break, Dong Xiaoru took Huohuo for a walk around the building, and harvested a lot of dog food and snacks.

When she came back, Dong Xiaoru happily said to Lin Weinan: "This is a good idea. Give the dog food to Huo Huo, and the snacks are all mine!"

Huo Huo also let out an excited “Aww”, its tail wagging like a spinning electric fan.

"Just eat, you won't die if you get fat." After Lin Weinan finished speaking, he asked again, "What did you want to confirm with me just now?"

"Oh yes." Dong Xiaoru remembered, "Old Fei wants me to ask you which artists will be arranged for the Golden Wing Art Festival. If there is a conflict in the itinerary, he has to ask the managers to negotiate in advance."

The author says:

Hello everyone, the lights are on.

Sanhuo is about to join the group, and finally......

Princess Hu (nonsense contestant)

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