poor guy

"You know it quite well, huh?" Wen Yeyan tugged at both sides of Shen Lian's cheeks, "Opportunistic, not enterprising, who taught you?"

Seeing that he didn't want to agree, Shen Lian was very disappointed, and said vaguely, "I don't have time to write."

That's right, Shen Lian was working outside this holiday, and when she got home at night she was so exhausted that she fell asleep, leaving no time for homework at all.

"Which is more important, learning or making money?" Wen Yeyan asked him.

Shen Lian replied: "Making money is important."

Wen Yeyan: "..." If you can earn 700 million yuan, you can understand it, but for 70 yuan... I really lose my temper with him.

"Okay, what you say is what you say today." Wen Yeyan compromised, "But you didn't bring your homework, how can I help?"

At this time, Shen Lian's mind turned quickly, and he said, "Examination paper, have you written your name yet?"

Their vacation homework is stacks of papers.

"It seems not."

"Write my name." Shen Lian said happily, "I'll give you mine."

"You're so smart." Wen Yeyan ravaged Shen Lian's face like kneading dough, "You're so smart, my dear."

Shen Lian really thought she was praising herself, showing a doughy smile.

Although Wen Yeyan seems to only put one percent of his energy on his studies, he is extremely self-disciplined. He spends an hour and a half on his homework every day, not less than a minute, so he completed all his subjects early homework.

Shen Lian is all cheap today.

"But our handwriting is not the same," Wen Yeyan said. He had seen Shen Lian's handwriting. He often rushed homework, and his handwriting was also scribbled, ordinary and delicate, while his handwriting was neat and sharp, which looked Quite sharp.

"It's okay." Shen Lian said without any pressure, "The teacher won't check carefully."

"You're not a good baby anymore." Wen Yeyan sighed and shook her head.

At this time, the washing machine beeped, indicating that the clothes were washed.

Wen Yeyan doesn't like doing housework.

And Shen Lian is a small housework expert, and reminded him very intimately: "Go to dry the clothes."

"I kicked my nose on you." Wen Yeyan pointed.

"Go to dry the clothes, dry the clothes." Shen Lian kept nagging, as if he had become the accomplice of Mrs. Ji.

Wen Yeyan had no choice but to appoint someone to take out the clothes, thinking that he was so annoying, but why was he still so cute?

Shen Lian followed Wen Ye's cigarette butt like a little tail, took out the clothes with him, and went to the small yard to dry the clothes.

The noon sun was particularly hot, and the clothes were exposed to the sun, so it was no wonder that Wen Yeyan always smelled good.

But Wen Yeyan was quite half-dried, and the clothes were taken out without shaking, and they were directly placed on the pole. A good shirt, he was so stunned that he couldn't see the published style.

Young Master Wen's face was numb, but the movements of his hands were fast, as if he was being tortured.

Shen Lian's eyes widened. Years of experience told him that as long as he was in the Shen family, he would be scolded bloody by his aunt.

If you think about the old lady Ji's attitude towards Wen Yeyan, she will also call him a dog!

"You're wrong." Shen Lian pressed Wen Yeyan's dead hand, "You can't dry it like this."

"Anyway, I can do it." Wen Yeyan said indifferently.

Shen Lian couldn't stand it anymore, pushed this guy away, and dried the messy clothes again - shaking them out, stretching them out, and drying them neatly from long to short.

Wen Yeyan seemed to have witnessed something extraordinary, showing a cheerful and surprised expression, and applauding Shen Lian a little.

Shen Lian said to Wen Yeyan: "It's right to dry it like this."

"Understood." Wen Yeyan said respectfully, "Thank you, Teacher Shen."

Teacher Shen was so proud.

After drying the clothes, she seemed to have nothing to do. Shen Lian was fed an apple, and she gnawed on the apple on the sofa, wanting to watch TV.

He has never touched the remote control in Shen's house, and here, he should be able to watch the programs he wants to watch.

In the end, Wen Yeyan refused straight away: "What can I watch on TV? It's so hot outside, come back to the room with me and turn on the air conditioner."

"It's not hot." Shen Lian said, the living room is very cool, and the fan is on, so cool, "I want to watch TV."

"I haven't finished my business yet." Wen Yeyan coaxed, "You stay with me first, huh?"

"You go to work, and I watch TV." Shen Lian said.

"No." Wen Yeyan refused very decisively, as if he had offended his principles, staying with Shen Lian, if he didn't stand next to him and look at him, how boring would it be?

Shen Lian didn't understand, but this is Wen Yeyan's territory, Shen Lian could only be dragged into the cold room, he said sadly: "I want to go to work..."

Wen Yeyan replied with a fake smile, "It's a good idea."

Shen Lian was disappointed and irritable, and rolled up under the quilt, no one wanted to talk to her.

Wen Yeyan rolled up the quilt in a funny way, "When I'm done, I'll accompany you to play whatever you want." He also gave Shen Lian his mobile phone, "You can also watch videos on your mobile phone."

Shen Lian held the mobile phone curiously, and sat up from the quilt. He hadn't played with a smart phone yet, at best, he only touched it when the Shen family's mobile phone rang and asked him to bring it over.

The large screen of the mobile phone has no buttons, and it wakes up automatically when it is picked up. Face recognition fails and requires a password.

"Password." Shen Lian said.

"131625." Wen Yeyan reported a string of numbers

Shen Lian entered and the screen was unlocked.

Wen Yeyan said casually: "Do you know the meaning of this string of passwords?"

"I don't know." Shen Lian replied, he tentatively demarcated the screen, the page changes very smoothly, it's so beautiful.

Wen Yeyan said: "My mother passed away at 25:[-] pm on January [-]rd."

How old was he then?five years old?six years old?The doctor came out of the emergency room and regretfully announced that his mother had passed away. He looked up at the electronic clock, and the string of numbers was carved into his bones.

It's strange, he and Shen Lian have only known each other for a month or so, neither the mobile phone password nor the meaning of the password has reached the level of sharing with each other.

Shen Lian looked at him in surprise, probably because he didn't expect that such a well-rounded person as Wen Yeyan would also lose a close relative.

"You have a really good memory." Shen Lian said dryly, "I don't even remember."

He actually chose to start from this point.

Wen Yeyan couldn't laugh or cry, "We are also in the same boat."

"Your father is gone?" Shen Lian looked at him with clear eyes.

Wen Yeyan: "...still here."

"Oh." Shen Lian said, knowing that she had chatted to death, she rubbed her butt against Wen Yeyan, leaning her back against his arm.

This silent intimacy suddenly caused a corner of Wen Yeyan's heart to collapse. He couldn't help but smile, squeezed Shen Lian's earlobe, and started working.

Shen Lian hasn't figured out how to use the smartphone yet, so she doesn't dare to mess with it, and just flips it back and forth, as if this is interesting enough.

Suddenly a message popped up at the top of the screen, Shen Lian tapped lightly, and the page suddenly entered the software, he felt at a loss.

Then the screen turned into a chat interface. The person who initiated the chat was Yao Chukai. He had already sent several messages before, but Wen Yeyan ignored them.

Yao Chukai: Ye Yan'er isn't awake yet, is she?

Yao Chukai: Yesterday I felt something was wrong no matter what I thought.

Yao Chukai: That kid slept on your bed?

Shen Lian didn't know what to do, so she raised the mobile phone in front of Wen Yeyan, "He called you."

Wen Yeyan glanced, "Don't worry about it."

Shen Lian nodded, smacked, and frowned, "You don't pay attention, and you blame me for not answering you."

This is about Wen Yeyan getting angry at him for not replying to text messages.

Wen Yeyan thought that this was not good, and she had to set an example for her children, so she said, "You are right, then you can answer for me, and you can say whatever you want."

"Ang?" Shen Lian was dumbfounded for a while.

Yao Chukai sent another message: Ye Yan'er, are you okay?It's not like you!Could it be that he ate something wrong?

Shen Lian hurriedly clicked into the input box, and the 26-key keyboard jumped out. He was even more at a loss, and awkwardly typed "he is busy", but when he clicked the letter m, he accidentally pressed send.

Shen Lian seemed to have something bad happened and didn't know what to do.

And the other end of the network was typing fast, and in the blink of an eye a series of texts came over again:? ? ?what's the situation?Are you not Ye Yan'er?Why are you using his phone?

Shen Lian began to explain again, but only typed two words, and a new content was sent from the other side: Who are you?Is it the person who sleeps on the bed of smoked leaves?

Shen Lian had no choice but to delete and answer again, but a new question popped up immediately: Why did Ye Yan'er let you sleep in his bed?Say it?Why didn't you say it again?

Shen Lian: "..."

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only put the phone in front of Wen Yeyan again.

"I type slowly." Shen Lian sullenly.

"Silly boy." Wen Yeyan said lovingly, "Speak."

So he taught Shen Lian how to make a voice, and he didn't reply to Yao Chukai himself when he had this spare time.

Shen Lian cleared her throat and said to the phone, "My name is Shen Lian."

With a click, a short voice was sent out.

Shen Lian suddenly felt shy, but there was someone he didn't know opposite!

He threw the phone away and buried it in the pillow, embarrassed to face it.

"Why are you blushing?" Wen Yeyan looked at Shen Lian's reddened ears amusedly, in an unusually good mood.

He picked up his mobile phone, and Yao Chukai sent a series of messages expressing his confusion like beans pouring down a bamboo tube.Wen Yeyan finally replied: Isn't he cute?

Then she thought that Shen Lian was shy because of Yao Chukai, and Wen Yeyan was so subtle, so she blamed: Are you okay?Don't talk nonsense every day [smile goodbye]

"Hey." Wen Yeyan put the computer down and pressed it on Shen Lian, "Don't be ashamed...don't be ashamed!"

Shen Lian realized the importance of typing, so he held his mobile phone to practice typing. The computer class at school made him no stranger to 26 keys. He typed the words in the book one by one, and he was able to get started in half an hour.

He desperately wanted to have a text chat with someone to prove his achievements, so he clicked on Wen Yeyan's chat software, and saw a familiar name in the list, Shen Yanyan.

Early this morning, Shen Yanyan sent a message to Wen Yeyan, wanting to meet him, but Wen Yeyan politely refused, saying that something happened at home today.

Shen Yanyan had no choice but to find other topics, so she asked about Shen Lian. Wen Yeyan said that he was very drunk and would sleep all day.

Lie, he is obviously fine, not sleepy at all.

But Shen Lian didn't want to type to Shen Yanyan, and was about to cut out, when Shen Yanyan sent a new message: When he wakes up, tell him to go home.My mom made him come back.

Shen Lian suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and reluctance. He looked at Wen Yeyan, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

He bowed his head to type, typed slowly, hesitated for a moment, then deleted it, and finally issued an "oh".

He didn't want to look at his phone anymore, and leaned against Wen Yeyan, dazed in a daze.

"Tired of playing?" Wen Yeyan asked.

Shen Lian didn't speak.

"How about I get you a new phone? Your phone is too old to be convenient."

"It's so expensive." Shen Lian shook his head.

"Tsk." Wen Yeyan raised his hand and scratched Shen Lian's hair, "why are you listless?"

Shen Lian was silent for a while, and then said: "I'm going back later."

"Who told you to go back?"

"Shen Yanyan." Shen Lian said, "Auntie called."

Wen Yeyan felt bored all at once, and felt a little irritable, "Oh, really, what will happen if you stay here longer?"

Although he regards Shen Lian as his son, Shen Lian is someone else's family after all.

For a moment no one spoke.

Wen Yeyan made a "tsk" sound again, and said displeasedly: "I don't think Yanyan and I are suitable, we don't get along well, little Shen Lian'er, should I break up with her?"

He originally thought that this kind of question beyond Shen Lian's understanding would only get a neutral "oh".

Shen Lian seemed to panic: "Don't break up."