Offensive change: superficial love

"Mom, it's so cold, I want to go inside." Six-year-old Yan Ju was wearing thin pajamas, sitting on a bench, leaning his head gently on the drawing board, shaking his dangling feet, and coquettishly said.

Yan Ziyou held the paintbrush and slowly daubed the color on the canvas. He didn't look down at him, but smiled softly: "Chang Chang doesn't want to be with mom anymore?"

"Think..." Yan Ju's immature voice dragged the end of the sentence for a long time. He hesitated for a few seconds, then rubbed his blushing face, and jumped to the ground, "I won't be cold after running for two laps." gone."

The sea breeze in early spring was bitter, and the temperature did not pick up quickly with the change of solar terms. It was still going back and forth between above zero and below zero every day.

Xiao Yan was stepping on his slippers and trotting in the courtyard. Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he pointed to the bottom of the magnolia trees, showing a look of surprise: "Mom! The Christmas roses are blooming again Already!"

This time Yan Ziyou became interested, and finally he was willing to put down his paintbrush, walked up to Yan Ju, and squatted down with him to appreciate the small piece of elegant white.

"In a few days, Ruixiang and Yangqionghua should also be able to bloom. This winter is cold, and the flowering period is not frozen enough." She smiled and hugged Yan Ju into her arms, gathered her shawl, and joked in a teasing tone He said, "Chang Chang's body is so cold."

In the morning, since I was pulled out of the warm bed by my mother, I yelled cold words many times, and flattened my mouth unhappily.

Yan Ziyou only knew to look at him and smile, she didn't want to coax the child, and she didn't realize that she had to coax the child. She pinched Yan Yan's soft face with her fingertips stained with paint, and then, like playing with some beloved toy, she squeezed messed up his hair even more.

"Ziyou, why did you bring Changchang out again?" The man's anxious voice came from not far away.

Yan Ziyou put on an expression of being caught doing something bad, made a face at Yan Yu, blinked his eyes, and muttered softly: "Oops, the spoiler is here."

"He just has a cold. Didn't we say that if you want to take him outdoors, you must at least dress him thickly?" The man walked up to the two of them, picked up Yan Ju who had just sneezed with one hand, and wrapped him up. Going into the blanket prepared in advance, he pressed his lips to his forehead, and said distressedly, "Have you froze for us?"

Similar situations often happen, and Yan Ziyou always comes up with a lot of fresh ideas, and he is also a man of action.

Her perception of things seems to be somewhat different from that of others, her thinking is more detached, and she is more likely to be driven by feelings, and she has to complete some whimsical things every day.

There was a faint lightness of insanity in the whole person.

Her world takes herself as the absolute core, and then radiates to the outside. Lovers and children are derived parts that can make her happier, but they are not parts that cannot be let go.

For example, today she just wants to be with her son and watch the sun rise from below the sea level. Her thinking mode does not allow her to think about it smoothly-Yan Jie just has a cold, it is cold outside in early spring, and children need to keep warm ,these questions.

Now that her perfect morning was broken, Yan Ziyou would inevitably feel a little dissatisfied.

Yan Yu is very familiar with this kind of situation, seeing Yan Ziyou's raised eyebrows, he immediately tugged at his father's neckline with his fingers, and said in a cute and flattering tone: "I ran out by myself, I want to watch my mother draw. "

How the matter ended, Yan Ju can't remember clearly, there are too many similar petty disputes.

But in most cases, the mother is angry and leaves alone to relax, while the father will go out to search after he settles himself down.

It took less than half a day for the two of them to come back arm in arm, still looking very happy, until the next time something caused a conflict, the father continued to make compromises, and so on.

As Yan Ji grows up, a fact becomes more and more clear—the two of them are not compatible.

The mother is a delicate flower that will wither without romance, while the father is an ordinary person who longs for a stable family.

He was just trying to love his mother by constantly convincing himself.

But Yan Ju originally thought that the worst outcome for them would be to separate...

With such a bloody lesson in front of him, Yan Ju never had any expectations for emotional relationships.

So even if he has been pursued by all kinds of people since he entered adolescence, Yan Ji has no interest in falling in love for so many years.

He resists romance, avoids romance, fears romance.

Until Bai Lu appeared.

But Bai Lu is also very strange.

He never showed his face when Yan Ji was in high spirits, but as long as Yan Ji showed occasional embarrassment, no matter where he hid himself in, Bo Lu would show up in time to give help and comfort.

From the preface, Ju thought it was a part of God's will, but after seeing the diary, he realized that these may not be coincidences.

But Yan Ji's speculation only intends to stop here, and he is not going to be too conspiratorial, blaming Bai Lu for the bad parts of life.

After all, "planned for a long time" can still be connected with "normal pursuit of love", and "artificially creating troubles to narrow the distance" sounds like pure paranoia.

Bo Lu should not be that crazy...

Yan Ju slowly opened his eyes amidst the ear-piercing ringtone of his mobile phone, his consciousness was not fully awake, and the irritability caused by the hangover spread in his emotions.

With half-closed eyes, he groped for the cell phone next to his pillow: "Hello, how are you?"

"Boss Yan, are you still awake? I'm your brother Wang." Wang Zhi's voice came from the receiver with a smile.

Yan Ju suddenly became more energetic. He cleared his throat and said, "Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I drank a little too much last night and just woke up."

The banquet the day before yesterday was unfavorable. Last night, Wang Zhi had another group of people. Although he still had little success, the group last night, upon hearing that Yan Jue was also from Jingcheng, immediately became very enthusiastic, and even took the initiative after dinner. A night show was arranged, and the excitement didn't end until two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Although Yan Ju was not interested in this kind of occasion, he insisted that he might have to ask others for help in the future, so he stayed with him for the whole drink.

"It's okay, young man, I'm already feeling a lot, and I just woke up." Wang Zhiman responded nonchalantly, "Hey, but ha, I just got some important news."

Wang Zhi: "You don't want to dismantle that piece, do you?"

Yan Ju sat up with his upper body shirtless, and switched the call to hands-free.

He rubbed his sore neck with one hand, and with the other hand he fished out the cigarette case brought back by the boss who didn't know who was on the bedside. He picked one and twisted it on his fingertips, put it under his nose and sniffed gently: "Not really."

He paused, and continued: "I mainly want to respect the opinions of the original residents, demolish with reservations, and renovate the relatively intact areas."

"Oh, yes, I remembered." Wang Zhi said, "Oh, let's talk about it before. It's just that it's difficult. The reconstruction is a temporary solution, not a permanent solution, and there is no oil and water. Most people, including the government, are planning on this place. Are they all business districts?"

"Well, I know." Yan Ju's tone was light.

But Wang Zhi smiled: "Well, you don't have to worry now, I just got the news that a notice was suddenly issued this morning, and all projects for that protected area were stopped, and the relevant departments were required to sort out the materials. It will take seven working days Hand it in."

"The higher-ups think that there is a problem with the intermediate procedures, and now they have to re-approve level by level, and maybe they will be held accountable afterwards."

Yan Ju couldn't help but startled when he heard this: "Why is there such a big fight? It shouldn't be."

"Who knows what kind of wind it is." Wang Zhi snorted as if he was watching the excitement, and then, as if remembering something, he whispered mysteriously, "I heard that some important people stepped in."

"I don't know if there are too many. In this way, Mr. Yan, you can have fun for a few days first, and then I will ask someone to find out. Wait for me to believe you."

……

After a few more casual words, the two hung up the phone.

Yan Ju sat on the bed and frowned slightly, digesting the sudden good news.

This is really a bit strange. Although the land is a treasure, it is not so important.

Big man?

What kind of big shot would want to find such trouble?

Doubts are doubts, no matter what the reason is, Yan Ji is still very satisfied with the current direction of this result.

Even the mood has improved a lot.

He was just about to unlock his phone to check the flight ticket back to Ningcheng, but the two missed call reminders on the interface, parallel up and down, entered his line of sight.

The one this morning belonged to Bo Lu, and the one last night was from Chu Ruxu.

Yan Ju pursed his lips unconsciously.

After the delicate phone call the night before, he didn't dare to read Chu Ruxu's news again.

While the main reason is being too busy, part of it is also due to embarrassment.

He was really not ready to explain his gaffe to Chu Ruxu, and he didn't know how to treat him.

Yan Ju clearly remembered every word he said, but no matter how much he thought about it, he still couldn't figure out why he said those inexplicable things to Chu Ruxu.

He seemed to ask Chu Ruxu if he wanted to plant flowers for him?

Thinking of this, Yan Ju only felt his head hurt even more.

It's going crazy...

Yan Yan looked at the screen, struggled and hesitated for a long time, and finally made a decision, and moved his finger to Bo Lu's name.

But before he clicked on it, as if he had a heart, Chu Ruxu seized the opportunity, and persistently dialed over.

Yan Ji who didn't respond in time, reflexively pressed the answer button directly.

"Brother." Chu Ruxu's clear voice was a little abnormally hoarse, it didn't sound like she was in a very good mood, and her tone was not as brisk as usual.

Yan Ju didn't know what to say, and didn't want to leave the other party alone, so he gave a guilty "huh".

Chu Ruxu was very coaxing, and smiled cooperatively, as if she was satisfied with his reaction.

"You ignore me, but I miss you." Chu Ruxu said bluntly.

Listening to the grievances between the lines of the other party, Yan Ju suddenly felt a strange itching in his heart. He softened his tone, raised the end of the sentence unconsciously, and comforted lightly: "Ah... what should I do?"

But Chu Ruxu couldn't give him an accurate answer right away.

The other party seemed to be walking, and the subtle sound of electric current intertwined with his shallow breathing sound, and passed into Yan Ji's ears together.

The two of them were silent for a long time. Suddenly, the doorbell of Yan Ju's hotel room broke the short silence untimely.

Yan Ju looked at the door in surprise, his heart beating faster, like a sign.

And on the other end of the phone, Chu Ruxu's deliberate suppressed attitude suddenly became arrogant.

"Brother." He smiled lowly:

"Open the door."

The author says:

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