poor guy

On the day of the end-of-school ceremony, the whole school stood in a crowd on the playground, listening to the school leaders' concluding speeches for this semester, praising the top ten students of each grade in terms of academic performance, and most importantly, for achieving excellent grades. Wen Yeyan expressed his expectation, saying that he is very likely to become Binzhong's first science champion.

But this person was not in the team of the class.

Shen Lian looked around the aisles around the playground countless times, trying to find Wen Yeyan's belated figure from there, he thought Wen Yeyan was late.

But until the end of the conference, Wen Yeyan still did not appear.

Going back to the class to get the grade slip, Wen Yeyan's grade slip was worshiped by the crowd as if it were a sacred object.

With a score of more than 700 points, it is 2 points away from No.[-]. This is no longer a human being.Everyone couldn't be jealous, and regarded him as a monument.

"Shen Lian, why didn't Wen Yeyan come today?" A classmate took the initiative to ask Shen Lian. It is well known that he and Wen Yeyan have a good relationship.

Shen Lian shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

"Sick? Forgot? You don't come to get such a good grade?"

Shen Lian also wanted to know the reason. He was pinching his score slip. The total score was 550 and [-] points, which was a full [-] points higher than last time. He was going to fulfill his promise. Wen Yeyan had been thinking about this all the time, so it was impossible not to come today .

He is a little worried.

In the end it was the teacher in charge who brought the exact news:

"Student Wen Yeyan flew back to the imperial capital this morning."

Immediately there was an uproar, and Wen Yeyan's approachable personality unknowingly made everyone forget that he was a son of a rich family from the capital, and that he was going back to his real home during the holidays.

It's just... After he goes back, will he come again?

The teacher in charge didn't give a definite answer, "He didn't mention that he wanted to transfer to another school, but that's not certain."

Everyone couldn't help feeling melancholy. The appearance of Wen Yeyan brought colorful colors to the class life. They didn't want to lose this all-round classmate.

Everyone agreed that Wen Yeyan would not come back.

Shen Lian lowered his head, his chest felt cold, as if a hole had been opened there, and cold wind passed through.

After leaving school, Shen Lian wanted to contact Wen Yeyan, but the phone was turned off after he called, so he didn't dare to try again.

He didn't know how to say "I'm not coming back" to Wen Yeyan.

He was only briefly illuminated by the sun.

Shen Yanyan obviously also learned about this, and she felt more anger than sadness.

As a girlfriend, Wen Yeyan didn't even talk to her about such important matters, and she couldn't get through the phone, as if she wanted to be abandoned!

Still in full view!

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was not taken seriously, so she simply asked out her former playmates, and let go of Miss Qianjin's airs to indulge herself.

Fearing that she would play too crazy and cause an accident, Chen Qiaoyu asked Shen Weimin to call and warn her, and couldn't help complaining: "Xiaowen is too good at taking care of others, so she doesn't say anything to Yanyan."

Shen Weimin didn't pay much attention to it, but was in a good mood, "Let them solve the children's affairs by themselves."

"Isn't he your son-in-law? Now that he's gone, you're not worried that he won't come back?"

"If I don't get any benefits, won't I worry?" Shen Weimin smiled meaningfully.

Shen Lianwo was in the room doing homework for the holidays.

The window of his room was not closed tightly, mosquitoes came in in summer, and cold air leaked in winter. His desk was close to the window sill, and his hands were red from the cold.

Copying the answer, he wrote so that he was numb.

I have to finish writing as soon as possible in these two days, and then I can go out to find work. As the Spring Festival is approaching, there is a shortage of people everywhere, and the salary is also high.

If you write well, you won't think about other uncomfortable things.

But when writing a certain topic, Shen Lian suddenly stopped writing.

Ye Yan taught him this question, and the questions were all word for word.

Wen Yeyan is no longer in Shimahama.

The shore of the imperial capital is thousands of kilometers away, which is a place that he can't reach even in his delusions.

A kind of pessimism that had been dormant for a long time came back.

Daobin Town without Wen Yeyan seems to be empty and dead, Shen Lian really wants to leave.

He bit his lip, and his emotions surged in his chest, which even made his stomach a little nauseous.

He took the mobile phone and dialed the number that he had memorized.

Yuntian Pavilion, a high-rise seven-star hotel in the imperial capital.

At this time, the largest box in the hotel was contracted by a wealthy family.

Sitting in the main seat is the well-known chairman of Jiuchuan Real Estate, Wen Ruiping. He is in his early 40s and well maintained. There are no obvious lines on his face. His handsome features still retain the charm of his youth, but he is unsmiling and looks Very serious.On his left sat his only son, Wen Yeyan. He was leaning on the back of the chair with his arms propped up, his long eyelashes drooping, and he let himself be bored.

The father and son, who haven't seen each other for nearly half a year, don't talk to each other, and they don't see the slightest enthusiasm.

Sitting next to Wen Yeyan are the directors of Jiuchuan, and Wen Ruiping's right is the family's friends and close partners.

About 20 people gathered here today to welcome Wen Yeyan.

Wen Yeyan doesn't like this kind of dinner party. It's for him in name, but it's actually an excuse for the adults to socialize. Their real purpose is to get closer to Wen Ruiping and earn more benefits.

This is understandable, but it has nothing to do with him.

So apart from Wen Ruiping asking him to say a few words at the beginning, he didn't take the initiative to speak again, and he was not interested in the dishes.

These seafood are not as fresh as the ones in Daohama Town.

"I haven't seen Ye Yan for a few months, and I have matured a lot." Yao Yuguang, Yao Chukai's father, said to Wen Ye Yan with a smile, "He is becoming more and more like a little patriarch."

"Don't dare." Wen Yeyan said politely, "My father is still strong and healthy, Uncle Yao can't say that."

Wen Ruiping: "..." The words are good, but they sound weird.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, your father is in the limelight, and this seat will be fine for 20 years." Yao Yuguang said with a smile, "But you will do your part, it will be like a tiger with wings for your father, Jiu Chuan is sure to another level.”

"A tiger has four claws and a tail. Wouldn't it be a freak if it had an extra pair of wings?" Wen Yeyan said casually.

Wen Ruiping frowned and gave him a sidelong glance.

"I was joking." Wen Yeyan smiled softly and harmlessly.

Of course, everyone gave him face, but they also heard that Young Master Wen was still in the rebellious stage, and it would be better not to touch his rebellious scales, so they praised him for his handsome appearance, slender body, and strong heart.

At least from their point of view, a young master who was rich and well-off was suddenly "relegated" to a small town, and it was quite courageous for him to adapt.

Wen Yeyan felt tired. He didn't take a good rest after getting off the plane, and his mobile phone didn't stop for a minute. Friends came to visit, and after dismissing them, he was taken here again, and had a painless conversation with them.

I'm too tired, why not have dinner with Mrs. Ji, at least I can have a few words with her, unlike now I can only smile against my will.

He put his hand under the table and turned on his phone.

Countless missed calls popped up, and he dismissed them carelessly.

Wen Ruiping caught a glimpse of his movements, and whispered displeasedly: "Someone is talking to you."

"Oh." Wen Yeyan pouted.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and the caller made his heart skip a beat.

It's Shen Lian.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone." Wen Yeyan smiled apologetically at the elder he was talking to.

Wen Ruiping frowned, "No at the dinner table..."

Wen Yeyan got up and left the table.

"It's really rare. This is the first time our classmate Shen Lian'er, who spends so much money on phone calls, called me." After picking it up, Wen Yeyan was not serious.

"Wen Yeyan." Shen Lian said.

"Hey." Wen Yeyan smiled lazily.

Then Shen Lian fell silent, Wen Yeyan could only hear his breathing.

"Well, you called just to call me?" Wen Yeyan said, "I didn't answer anyone's call, so I answered yours."

Shen Lian said, "I called you this morning and you didn't answer."

"Then I must be on the plane, which is inconvenient." Wen Yeyan said.

"You, you left without telling me," Shen Lian said sullenly.

"I just received the news yesterday, and I was escorted to the airport by the old lady early in the morning." Wen Yeyan said, "My dad has always acted vigorously without considering other people's opinions, which is annoying."

"Oh."

"I didn't say goodbye to you properly." Wen Yeyan said in a low voice, and once he lowered his voice, he would show a provocative tenderness, "Eating here is more boring than eating at your house. We are most comfortable together.”

"Eat well." Shen Lian said seriously.

"What about you, have you eaten yet?"

"Uh……"

"Talking about me, what time is it?" Wen Yeyan glanced at his watch, "Hurry up and eat, don't be busy with your holiday homework every day. You can only grow taller when you are full every meal, do you hear me? "

"Oh."

"Oh what..." Wen Yeyan was helpless, he suddenly saw his own reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window, with a strangely gentle expression, not far away was the back of his father sitting upright.

Dad, you really have to learn from me when it comes to being a father.

"If you have nothing to eat at home, go to my place. The old lady is looking forward to your visit every day." Wen Yeyan said.

"You're not here again." Shen Lian muttered.

"Yo, miss me?" Wen Yeyan smiled, "Just admit it."

"Well, I miss you." Shen Lian was as honest as ever.

The straightforward words made Wen Yeyan speechless for a moment.

"When will you come back?" Shen Lian finally asked, with his heart hanging high.

Wen Yeyan was at a loss and opened his mouth, unable to give an answer.

go back?To be honest, when he got on the plane, he didn't think he would go back again, his father never said "you'll go back if you're dishonest", and Mrs. Ji didn't ask him if he would come back.

This is the end of the sentence of the young master of the capital, and everyone knows it without saying it.

But Shen Lian asked him when he would come back.

Silence is the answer.

Shen Lian's throat felt sore, like swallowing a lemon, and his voice sounded a little sad: "Are you not coming back?"

Wen Yeyan: "..."

"My grades have improved by [-] points. Don't you want me to promise something? You don't need me to honor it?" Shen Lian said, the last time Wen Yeyan kissed him at home, old lady Ji came out, What he was asked to do was put on hold.

"This won't work." Wen Yeyan blurted out.

"You're not coming back anyway." Shen Lian sniffed and said depressedly.

"Who said that?"

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