stop, don't move

Qiao Shan looked at Qiao Le's questioning eyes and said, "Liu Min wrote her a letter before committing suicide and entrusted him to me. I sent her to live in school. Today is the day off."

Holding two books in her hands, Liu Meiyi seemed to want to ask Qiao Le a question. Qiao Le was very pleased that she could still think about studying, and at the same time felt very sorry for this girl.

It would be fine without him and Qiao Shan.

Liu Meiyi just sat quietly in front of Qiao Le and didn't ask a question, as if telling him that she could do everything and wanted Qiao Le to accompany her for a while.

"My mother wrote me a long letter and told me a lot. She was too tired to live, and I can understand her leaving."

Liu Meiyi suddenly said this while doing the question, and Qiao Le, who was distracted looking at the textbook, suddenly came back to his senses.

"That……"

"My mother said that she loves Uncle Joe very much. She told me many times to let me follow him and you obediently, but Uncle Joe sent me to live in the school directly. When I came back, he only came to watch the night next to me at night. He didn't care at all. Dare to look at me, why is this?"

Liu Meihan suddenly raised her head and looked at Qiao Le with big eyes, as if she was simply asking him why, and also as if she was examining him.

Qiao Le almost didn't dare to look at her.

"Brother, can you cook for me? Uncle Joe can only serve noodles, and the noodles will stick together, which is not delicious at all."

"it is good."

Qiao Le nodded and went out of the room. After turning on the fire, Qiao Le was in a daze for a while. He thought of the time when Liu Min was waiting anxiously while cooking, and even thought of when Liu Min was cursing.

The fragility of life made it difficult for him to accept.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted his thoughts, and Qiao Le immediately pressed to answer.

When Wen Shiyan came home, he saw an empty home. He actually liked the cakes made by Qiao Le, which tasted very homely. He had already imagined the scene of having dinner with Qiao Le. Wen Shiyan, who didn't see it, was in a bad mood.

"Where are you? Do you know it's time to make dinner?"

"At home, I have something to do, and dinner doesn't have to be so early..."

"Don't quibble, when can you come back?"

Wen Shiyan's mouth curved slightly when he heard Qiao Le's tone of aggrievedness, he could almost imagine Qiao Le's expression.

Qiao Le, who has a lively expression, is the cutest.A sentence suddenly popped up in his mind that made him jump.

"In half an hour."

"No next time."

Wen Shiyan hung up the phone after finishing speaking, he didn't want to have any strange thoughts because of Qiao Le's changed tone.

His feelings have always existed within the scope of his control, and now he must not get out of control.

Wen Shiyan opened the refrigerator to drink some water to calm down, but saw the omelet inside which was wrapped in layers of plastic wrap.

……

In fact, he's kind of hungry.

Qiao Le left in a hurry after cooking, and when he got home, he saw a certain president sitting in the living room with a not-so-good expression on his face.

"I won't do it next time."

Qiao Le put the suitcase away and went to the kitchen to put on an apron, and opened the refrigerator to find vegetables.

"Where's the cake?" Qiao Le turned around suspiciously.

"Throw it away." A certain CEO lied calmly, "Do you still want to make leftovers for me?"

"No, it's not... quite a waste."

When Qiao Le finished the dishes and brought them to the table, the latter just glanced at them and said that he would not eat.

Qiao Le looked at Wen Shiyan in astonishment, did this man deliberately play tricks on him?