he is afraid, he pretends

Chapter 69

As soon as November passed, City A had completely entered winter.

After the winter this year, there are mostly windy days, and it is a rare day without wind and warm sun. Xu Qiqi took a job from her instructor, called a few students, and together with Wen Siyuan moved old books from a small library in the training building to dry. .

The afternoon sun was warm, a group of people moved and basked in the sun, time passed by and it was three o'clock.

When Xu Qiqi and Wen Siyuan walked back together, they said to Wen Siyuan: "It will take another half an hour to get here. You should go back first. Didn't you say that you have something to do at home today?"

Wen Siyuan didn't refuse much, bought a bottle of drink to thank Xu Qiqi, and then went back to the office to get things.

As soon as he left the training building after taking the things, a voice came from behind: "Teacher Wen."

Wen Siyuan turned around and saw Cen Xiwen walking out with a stack of books in his arms.

Among the students that Xu Qiqi called today was Cen Xiwen, so it was not surprising that he appeared here.

Wen Siyuan glanced at him, nodded briefly, and turned to leave.

Cen Xiwen, however, seemed to have something to say, and caught up with Wen Siyuan in two or three steps. He seemed to have completely forgotten the unpleasant incident between the two of them a few months ago, and smiled lightly at Wen Siyuan, "I heard Teacher Xu just now Said you have something to do today, do you want to go back to celebrate Wu Luming's birthday?"

Wen Siyuan glanced at him.

Cen Xiwen waved his hand lightly: "Wu Luming's birthday is easy to remember, 123. Anyway, we spent a few years together in the orphanage, and it's hard for him to remember it once or twice."

He was quiet for a while after explaining, then suddenly added a sentence like casually: "But it is true, if you can remember, you can't escape the reason that I have always liked him, but unfortunately, he has always hated me. "

After finishing speaking, Cen Xiwen sighed in a decent manner.

Wen Siyuan didn't look at him again this time, and continued to walk forward.

Cen Xiwen didn't seem to care, and changed the subject casually: "Mr. Wen, how is your shoulder injury doing?"

Wen Siyuan didn't respond.

Cen Xiwen was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "It turns out that Teacher Wen also holds grudges, but didn't you punch me first?"

Seeing that Wen Siyuan still had no intention of answering, Cen Xiwen put away his laugh, and added a little seriousness in his tone: "Mr. Wen, what you said that day was wrong."

This time, he seemed to be sure that Wen Siyuan would give a response, and he stopped chasing Wen Siyuan, and stopped directly: "It's not that I distorted Wu Luming's concept of right and wrong when he was a child, I don't have the ability."

As he expected, Wen Siyuan stopped in his tracks.

A smile appeared on Cen Xiwen's face again: "You have been with him for so long, you should be able to feel that he is very smart. He was only three years old when I first met him, and he could not sleep every day when he was so sick. In the same way, there are so many children in the orphanage that none of them can play tricks on him."

"Oh, don't look at me, Mr. Wen, with such eyes. I didn't mean to speak ill of him. I didn't lie to you just now. I really like him very much. Whether it is after him or before, I have never met him again He is also an interesting person. You know, good people don’t suffer when they do good things, and bad people don’t suffer when they do bad things. The only people who suffer are good people who are forced to do bad things and bad people who insist on doing good things against their original will.”

"He always surprises me. Every time I think his malice is enough to drown people, he can always catch people backhanded at the last moment."

When Cen Xiwen said this, there was sincere excitement in his eyes. After speaking, he looked at Wen Siyuan with a smile, as if he was expecting Wen Siyuan's reaction: "But it doesn't matter whether I like it or not. As Wu Luming's lover, I am still a A lover with a sense of justice, Mr. Wen, do you like him like this?"

Wen Siyuan looked at Cen Xiwen, his face was the same as usual, and no one could see the emotion in it.

There was a brief silence between the two.

Just when Cen Xiwen thought that Wen Siyuan would not answer him anymore, he heard Wen Siyuan's calm voice.

"How can a person who has done bad things be considered a good person, even if he has never done a bad thing against his original intention, how can he be considered a bad person."

Cen Xiwen was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect to hear such an answer.

After reacting, he chuckled lightly, not afraid of Wen Siyuan's hearing, "tsk": "I kind of understand why people like Wu Luming like you."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the book in his hand again, and said: "Say happy birthday to Wu Luming for me. Of course, if his birthday is not happy, I might be happier. But for his birthday..."

He looked at Wen Siyuan again: "I know that my words have zero credibility with Mr. Wen, so it's up to you to believe what I say next."

"After Wu Luming and I separated in the orphanage, we had no contact with each other, but as soon as the news of his accident in high school came out, I was 90% sure it was him, because it wasn't the first time he had done this kind of thing. Throw it out."

"He's really risking his life, so Mr. Wen, you have to be optimistic about him."

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After Wu Luming changed his slippers at the door of the house, the first thing he did was to turn on the air conditioner in the living room.

The cold weather is quite tormenting for him. The biting wind in winter is the same effect as the rainy day.

After the living room got warmer, he took off his cotton coat and hung it on a hanger beside him.

The cell phone on the coffee table rang, and he took a look. It was Wu Lu Palm who initiated a video call among the family members.

There was only Wu Lupalm and Wu Yunwen's small group of three.

Wu Luming took the mobile phone to connect to the video call, and found that Wu Yunwen and Wu Lupalm had already connected the video.

As soon as he entered, Wu Lu Palm said, "Xiao Ming, you really don't need me and Mom to accompany you on your birthday this year?"

"Yeah." Wu Luming turned down the fan blades of the air conditioner, "I've already made an appointment with Brother Yuan."

"Okay." In the video, Wu Lupalm is putting on makeup in the dormitory, "Then I'll go out to eat with Beibei later, if you don't have class tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, remember to come to my school to pick up the birthday present I gave you, take a taxi and reimburse the travel expenses .”

Wu Luming chuckled lightly: "You send it to my school, and I'll reimburse you for the travel expenses."

Wu Lu Palm accidentally drew crooked eyeliner, and said with a laugh: "Get lost."

In the remaining shot, there are a lot of documents piled up in front of Wu Yunwen, obviously in the office area.

But the woman in the video is not at work, she is still holding a pen in her hand, but her gaze falls on the camera, watching the siblings joking with a gentle smile.

When Wu Lupal wiped off the crooked eyeliner and repainted it, she said, "The gift that mom bought for you should arrive in the evening."

Wu Luming smiled: "Thank you, Mom."

The smile on Wu Yunwen's face deepened, she stared at Wu Luming for a while, and then asked with concern: "I heard that city A has been blowing a lot of wind recently, will it hurt as badly as before this year?"

In the past, when Wu Luming encountered this kind of problem, Uniform would always say no, no matter who in the family asked.

But today he was quiet for a while, and replied: "One thing, I plan to contact Dr. Su before the holiday to see if I can do the rehabilitation treatment he mentioned earlier this winter vacation."

As soon as Wu Luming said this, the entire video interface fell silent for ten seconds.

Wu Lupal's eyeliner was crooked again, this time she didn't bother to redraw it at all, and directly turned her face to the camera, and asked anxiously: "Are you willing to do rehabilitation treatment?"

There was obvious tension in Wu Yunwen's eyes.

Wu Luming replied with a relaxed tone: "When did I not want to do it, it was Dr. Su who kept saying that my psychological report was not up to standard, so I don't recommend it."

Wu Lupalm opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he obviously changed his mind: "Then if you fail this test... Bah, let me say ten catties less this year, you won't necessarily lose if you pull it out and compare it with the donkey. , definitely no problem."

Wu Luming: "...you can change the metaphor."

Wu Lupal wiped off his eyeliner again and laughed.

Wu Yunwen wiped the corners of his eyes amid Wu Lupalm's laughter and said warmly: "It's okay, don't worry, mom will help you contact Dr. Su."

Video call for half an hour.

Wu Luming looked at the time after hanging up, it was just past 03:30.

He sent Wen Siyuan a message.

[Did absenteeism succeed, Comrade Wen? 】

As soon as the message was sent, Wen Siyuan's status changed to "typing in progress".

Soon Wen Siyuan came back.

[Caught. 】

Wu Luming couldn't help laughing, and laughed for a while on the sofa.

[Punish wages? 】

[Punish me to get the cake. 】

Wen Siyuan knew about Wu Luming's birthday half a month ago.

The two discussed it and finally decided to eat it at home.

Wu Luming decided what to eat, and Wen Siyuan took care of the rest.

Seeing Wen Siyuan calling to drive, Wu Luming put down his phone and went into the kitchen.

He went to the supermarket with Wen Siyuan last night and prepared the ingredients needed for today in advance.

He took out the stick bone from the refrigerator and prepared to boil the soup first.

It was past five o'clock when Wen Siyuan got home with the cake and gifts.

He opened the door with the cake in his hand, and a warm aroma greeted him.

Go in and change your shoes, put the cake on the dining table.

Wu Luming was still in the kitchen, and the range hood in the kitchen was on, making quite a noise, so he didn't notice that there was someone else in the house for the time being.

Wen Siyuan took off his coat and hung it up. When he walked to the kitchen, he saw Wu Luming bending over the cooking table to cut meat.

What they cut was the pork belly that the two of them bought together in the supermarket yesterday. When buying it, Wu Luming said he wanted to make crispy pork belly.

The pork belly has just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it seems a bit difficult to cut.

Wu Luming wasn't cutting fast, and when he was halfway through the cut, the stew pot next to him suddenly made a loud "sizzling" sound.

Wu Luming was distracted looking at it, and accidentally cut the index finger of his left hand with the knife in his hand.

Wen Siyuan in the living room shrank his pupils when he saw this, and was about to step forward, but Wu Luming's first reaction was to push the chopping board on the cooking table forward, as if he didn't want blood to drip on the meat.

Although Wen Siyuan didn't see the size of the wound on Wu Luming's hand clearly, he could guess that the wound must be deep just by seeing the blood dripping down.

But Wu Luming didn't have the slightest action of ordinary people subconsciously protecting the wound after being accidentally injured.

After he pushed the chopping board away, he looked at the wound on his hand without any change in expression, as if it wasn't his hand that was cut, but the pile of streaky flowers on the chopping board.

After taking a look, he turned on the faucet and put his hand under the water to flush.

After washing, he pulled a paper towel and seemed to intend to wrap it casually, but this action made him see Wen Siyuan standing at the door of the kitchen.

The moment he saw Wen Siyuan, he seemed to finally feel that there was a cut in his hand, and his fingers that were washed white by the water curled up slightly, and he called softly: "Brother Yuan."

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