poor guy

Wen Yeyan suffered from insomnia on the first night after returning to the imperial capital.

The cause of insomnia is that the bed is too soft and the environment is too quiet.

For the past five months, the bed he slept on was half-hard and not soft, and his head would be swollen if he lay it straight. The bed at home was too soft, as if it could wrap every corner of a person, and his back hurt from sleeping.

There was no faint sound of sea wind and waves in my ears, but Wen Yeyan was not used to it.

He left Shimahama, but part of him seemed to remain there.

When he got up in the morning, he looked sluggish and went downstairs with a dark face. The nanny at home had just cooked breakfast.

"Ye Yan, why do you get up so early?" Aunt Qin was surprised, because Wen Yeyan never took the initiative to go downstairs before nine o'clock.

"Morning, Aunt Qin." Wen Yeyan greeted without energy, and sat down at the table.

"Oh, look at our Ye Yan's little face." Aunt Qin squeezed his face with a smile, "I'm so tired, I just slept for a while, and I don't have to go to school today."

"Can't sleep." Wen Yeyan complained, "I'm not used to the bed anymore."

"That's right, this is not your home, where do you recognize the bed?" Aunt Qin said.

Wen Yeyan rubbed her hair and said, "Aunt Qin, I'm hungry, what's for breakfast?"

"Drink porridge." Aunt Qin said, "I cooked a pot of healthy three delicacies porridge for your dad. I thought you would get up late, so I didn't make you your favorite sandwich."

"It doesn't matter, porridge is porridge."

"You ate, what did your dad eat?" Aunt Qin asked.

Wen Yeyan was shocked: "He wants to eat a pot of porridge in the morning alone? Pig?"

"A small casserole is only a little more than a bowl." Aunt Qin laughed and said, "How can you say that about your father?"

Aunt Qin brought him the three delicacies porridge carefully cooked, which was very soft and glutinous. It tasted full, but it was a bit bland.

"Thin." Aunt Qin said looking at his face.

"You said I was thin." Wen Yeyan took a sip of porridge, "People who came back to see me said that I have become stronger."

"It's true that it's taller, but it's not that strong." Aunt Qin said distressedly, "Looking at the small face, there is no flesh at all, just bones."

Aunt Qin grew up watching Wen Yeyan and loved him since she was a child.

"In your eyes, a chin full of flesh is good-looking." Wen Yeyan said.

"Of course it looks good, and it's so festive." Aunt Qin said, "Ye Yan, where are you, does grandma love you? Does grandma treat you well? Aunt Ji is very strict with people, so I'm worried that she won't want to see you."

"The old lady really doesn't want to see me." Wen Yeyan muttered.

Aunt Qin's face suddenly changed.

"But she treats me very well and loves me." Wen Yeyan sighed, "Otherwise I wouldn't miss her a lot, and I wouldn't feel comfortable hearing her stab me a few words."

Aunt Qin chuckled, "Just scare me, call her later, ah."

The two were having a good time, when another footstep approached.

"Ruiping, what are you up?" Aunt Qin said to the person walking behind Wen Yeyan, she hurriedly wiped her hands and got up, "Once we chatted with Ye Yan, I forgot to cook porridge for you."

Wen Ruiping walked over and sat down opposite Wen Yeyan. He nodded to Aunt Qin and said politely, "Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing that Wen Yeyan just kept his head down to eat, and saw that he didn't look at him, his brows gathered together, "Woke up so early, who are you fooling around with again?"

As soon as Wen Yeyan put the spoon into his mouth, he chewed the soft porridge like biting a stone.This is his own father, who never has a good word out of his mouth, the relationship between father and son is precarious, and he always feels that he is not good enough.

"I'm sorry, I'm short-sighted." Wen Yeyan raised her eyelids and looked at Wen Ruiping unfilially, "If you don't intend to apologize, then don't talk to me, I'll make you sleepy."

"Wen Yeyan!" Wen Ruiping shouted.

Wen Yeyan put the spoon down, wiped the corner of her mouth gracefully with a napkin, and said, "Aunt Qin, I'm done eating, please help my dad cook the porridge, put less water, and make it harder for him."

Wen Yeyan's expression carried the meanness of Mrs. Ji, "After all, there is nothing harder than his mouth."

After finishing speaking, he left gracefully, leaving Wen Ruiping anxious.

Aunt Qin came out in a hurry, and seeing Wen Ruiping's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, she poured him a glass of water to calm down.

"Oh, you father and son, can't you talk well if you have something to say?" Aunt Qin sighed.

"A boy who holds grudges, he will never know who is really good for him." Wen Ruiping said coldly.

"Ruiping, Ye Yan has grown up. If you keep talking to him in an orderly tone, he will definitely not want to listen. If you want me to say, you should listen to his opinions more."

"He is so addicted to pleasure that his bones are going to be weak. If I don't get tough with him, he will be useless." Wen Ruiping shook his head, "Sooner or later, the family property will be handed over to him. He must have this consciousness."

"You can't say that about Ye Yan!" Aunt Qin doted on the child the most, and she immediately dissatisfied, "He is a good boy, smart and beautiful, I know it best!"

After speaking, he rushed back to the kitchen angrily.

Wen Ruiping said one more word uneasily: "Sister Qin, the water should be drained normally."

Wen Yeyan went out for a walk. The high-end villa complex he lives in is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. The old residents inside may get lost, but it is okay in winter, and the bare branches can be seen at a glance.

The cold wind was blowing on his face, and it was dry and cold, and there was no sun in the early morning, so he was willing to go out for a stroll.

This place is completely different from Shimahama Town, it won't be wet, and it won't rain in winter, but it will snow.

Shen Lian should have never seen Xue, and with his ice cream craving, he must be crazy to see Xue.

Thinking of that scene, Wen Yeyan couldn't help but smile.

When he realized that he was thinking about Shen Lian, Shen Lian was already in his mind.

The last time I talked with Shen Lian on the phone, when he said that he would return to Daobin Town again, Shen Lian's joyful voice made him not know what to do.

Just kidding.

But he was reluctant to say so.

Wen Yeyan sighed and let out bursts of white mist.

He has never been so careful with anyone before. This is really abnormal. Now that he cares about Shen Lian so much, he will really have a son in the future. How will he face his own son?

Young Master Wen was worried and worried about what would happen ten years later.

Presumably after Wen Ruiping's time to go to work, Wen Yeyan strolled home, his face pale with cold, and was scolded by Aunt Qin for a long time.

With a cup of hot water stuffed in his hand, Wen Yeyan sat on the sofa, yawning boredly.

While he was idle, Yao Chukai called with a cheerful voice.

"Brother! You're back! Brothers want to welcome you, do you want to show your face?"

"Success, where are you going?" Wen Yeyan said casually.

"Maple Leaf Mountain Ski Resort! I haven't skied with you for several years."

Wen Yeyan smiled, "My skills are backward, so don't bully me."

"Hey, easy to say."

Maple Mountain Ski Area.

Looking down from the top, the large and small snow tracks are all over the Maple Leaf Mountain like the veins on the leaves. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of whiteness. The hardy plants on both sides of the snow track are also covered with a thin layer of snow. There is only cold and speed here. .

The terrain here is considered low and gentle, but the steepest ski path is deserted. A figure in a black and white ski suit passed by at such a high speed that it turned into a phantom, while the speed of the two chasing behind him was much more conservative.

When the black and white sprinted to the finish line, he turned and slid smoothly, and slowly stopped within a safe range.

After more than ten seconds, the two people in the back came late, and after stopping, they couldn't stand still, and they sat down in the snow.

Black and white lightly slid to their side, and flipped the goggles up, revealing a snow-white and handsome face, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, just, Ye Yan'er, can you help me see if my nose is still there? I feel like it's frozen..."

"Promise." Wen Yeyan smiled, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Yao Chukai, you swore at the beginning that you would let him go." Another person cursed, "I still believe you, how shameless!"

"Didn't you let me go? I saw you two stumbled as soon as you came out, and I'm very grateful." Wen Yeyan also pulled him up.

"I, Ye Yan'er, am an all-around athlete." Yao Chukai said with emotion.

"As long as he is exposed to new things, he will strive to be the first. He is more competitive than everyone else."

A quiet and indifferent female voice joined in.

Then a thermos cup was handed over, Wen Yeyan turned his head to look over, and looked into a pair of deep and bright eyes like a pool of water.

"Thank you." Wen Yeyan took it.

Yao Chukai yelled, "Why don't we have one?"

The girl shrugged, "There are only two hands, so instead of neglecting one, it's better to let the two of you hug each other."

"Xu Ruining, there is no one with more double standards than you in the world." Yao Chukai pointed at her.

Xu Ruining ignored him, came to Wen Yeyan's side, raised his hand to wipe off the snow particles on his eyebrows, looked into his eyes and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

Wen Yeyan: "Enough skating, go and sit."

So the two slid side by side to the rest area.

"Why do I feel like these two people have never been separated?" Chen Sifan said looking at their harmonious backs.

"I don't know." Yao Chukai said, "I only know that Ye Yan'er never turns back."

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