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Wen Xiaohui didn't go to work the next day and went to Luorui's store to work as a waiter. He was just upset and wanted to do something that could not be brainy.

He sent his mother a text message saying that we will talk again after calming down, and there was no reply.

Just as I was packing the plate, a customer pushed the door and came in. A cold wind came in. Wen Xiaohui turned his head and saw it. He drank, isn’t this the handsome guy with cold face glasses that Luo Rui is crazy about?

Luo Rui was supervising them baking cakes in the kitchen. Wen Xiaohui quickly winked and asked the waiter girl to call Luo Rui.

The young man still looked straight to the counter and ordered a few cakes.

Wen Xiaohui came over and said, "Handsome guy, you often come to my house to buy cakes."

He glanced at Wen Xiaohui and nodded.

"Don't you apply for a membership card? You can earn points." Wen Xiaohui picked up a membership card and shook it in front of him.

"No, pack these." He said to the cashier.

"Please get one. You can buy so many cakes for free. It's very cost-effective. Come on, it's very simple. Just leave a phone number and name." Wen Xiaohui was thick-skinned and did not retreat at all.

The guy ignored Wen Xiaohui and just waited for the cake to be packed.

"Handsome guy, I have a card assignment, please help me." Wen Xiaohui blinked and looked at him begging.

He frowned, obviously a little impatient, and took the card.

"Yes, yes, please leave a phone number and name. Don't worry, we won't harass you. Come here to fill in your birthday and fill in your height and weight here."

"You still have to be tall and weight?"

"Haha, just kidding."

At this time, Luo Rui came out, cleaned his hair, ran to the back of the cashier, added a cake to him, and took two bottles of yogurt, handed it over with his own hands, and said with a smile: "It's all freshly baked, take it."

"How much does yogurt cost?"

"No need, I'll give it to you."

The young man said expressionlessly: "What are you always giving me something?"

Luo Rui's smile froze, and his face turned red quickly, "Uh, are you an old guest..."

The young man looked at him with a deep and sharp look, as if he had a thorough look at Luo Rui in an instant. He took the cake and yogurt and said, "No need to find money." After that, he left without looking back.

Luo Rui's eyes kept following his back. He sighed disappointed when he knew he had disappeared from the corner of the street.

"You have this little chance." Wen Xiaohui pushed his head.

Luo Rui pouted: "Does he hate me? Do you think I am a pervert?"

"have no idea."

"Speak no!" Luo Rui shook Wen Xiaohui's arm.

Wen Xiaohui raised his hand, holding a membership application card between his fingers, "His name, phone number, birthday."

Luo Rui widened his eyes, "Wow" and snatched it over: "Bibi, you are so awesome!"

"It's amazing. He's here so many times, you don't even dare to ask him to apply for a membership card? Why did I train you like this!"

Luo Rui was excited for a while: "But, I don't dare to call if I have a phone call."

"Why don't you say he took off all your clothes and you dare not sit on it. Do you want to do nothing and just wait for him to ride a white horse to marry you? You'd better dream."

"Black nose... your mouth is so poisonous." Luo Rui bit the card, with a girlish look shy and timid look, making Wen Xiaohui want to hit him.

"You know on the first day. I'm fine and send a text message, give me a gift on my birthday. I'll talk more when I'm here, and get to know you slowly. Damn, I'm really worried about you."

Luo Rui nodded, touched his head with a curly hair, and couldn't help but smile.

After closing the store in the evening, the two of them felt cold and decided to order takeout and go home after finishing their meal. Before the takeout arrived, Luo Yi arrived first.

Wen Xiaohui said in surprise: "Why are you here?" He looked at Luo Yi and remembered what his mother said, and for some reason he felt a little nervous.

"You haven't replied to text messages a day, I guess you're here."

"How did you guess I was here?"

"It feels." Luo Yi looked at his swollen face, "What's wrong with your face?"

"nothing."

"Your face is swollen, will it be nothing?" Luo Yi's tone was enhancing.

A person like Wen Xiaohui who can even howl for a long time if he has acne on his face, his face will never be "nothing".

Wen Xiaohui lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "My mother beat me."

Luo Yi's face darkened: "Why."

"She knows about you. She feels that the house is too cheap. She is worried and goes to check it out by herself..."

Luo Yi sighed.

Luo Rui was a little at a loss, and he said, "I... go to the kitchen to have a look." He ran into the kitchen and left the space for the two of them.

Wen Xiaohui said in a deep voice: "My mother asked me to buy the house."

"She is angry now. Please let her relax for a few days and then talk about it."

Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "I originally sold that house to deceive her. Now she knows everything, and it doesn't make any sense. I'll transfer the money to you. You can accompany me to transfer the house back the next day. I think my mother won't move away. She said she doesn't want my sister's house."

A trace of gloom flashed in Luo Yi's eyes: "For such frequent transactions, the Housing Management Bureau will investigate, so it will take two or three months to wait."

"Ah... there is another statement."

"Um."

Wen Xiaohui sighed: "Luo Yi, my sister...has ever said anything about my dad or my mom?"

"No, she only mentions you often."

“Never once?”

"No."

Wen Xiaohui was silent for a moment and asked again: "Which was the burn on your back when I was?"

"At eight years old, what's wrong?"

"How did you do it? Play with fire?"

"Well, I accidentally lit the car." Luo Yi didn't seem to want to continue the topic, "Let's go back, have you had a meal?"

Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "Luo Rui ordered takeaway." Eight years old... he accidentally lit the car... If no one said these things, how could he know, but was he the mother saying true? Luo Yi really wanted to kill his father? Or, would there be any misunderstandings...

After a while, the takeaway came. Luo Rui had just ordered too much. The three of them had a meal together. However, Wen Xiaohui was surprisingly silent during the meal. Luo Yi didn't say much, and each had his own thoughts and was very depressed.

After dinner, Luo Yi wanted to take Wen Xiaohui back. Although he didn't want to be alone with Luo Yi now, he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he had to go home with him.

After taking a shower at night, Wen Xiaohui said: "I want to see the wound on your back."

Luo Yi frowned: "What's wrong with you today."

"Just want to see it." Wen Xiaohui stared at him without blinking.

Luo Yi took off his clothes and turned around.

When he was having sex in the past, Wen Xiaohui tried not to look at or touch these scars. After all, it was not a good memory and would destroy the atmosphere. Today he took the initiative to put his hand on. When he touched the hideous scar, he had the illusion that his fingertips were burned, and he shook slightly, as if the burning that had been suffered in this body was passed on to his skin. The ferocious Qiongqi tattoo was also particularly eye-catching.

If Luo Yi really did something like that when he was eight years old, what he wanted to know most was why, what did Luo Yi experience when he was a child that made a child want to kill his father.

Luo Yi whispered: "Have you finished reading it?"

Xiaohui hugged him from behind: "It must be very painful."

Luo Yi said lightly: "Forgot."

"What kind of life did you live when you were a child and why did you make you play in the car with fire."

"No one cares about me." Luo Yi said lightly.

"Do you... hate that person very much?" Wen Xiaohui mustered up the courage to ask this sentence, and hugged Luo Yi tightly. He could feel Luo Yi's body trembling.

"Brother Xiaohui, what's wrong with you today."

"You answer me."

"……yes."

"Why."

Luo Yi didn't say anything.

"Why?" Wen Xiaohui asked persistently. He had been holding this question in his stomach for too long. If that person hadn't appeared on Luo Yi's birthday, if Sun Ying hadn't told him that Yaya might have committed suicide, if it weren't for his mother saying that, he might have been able to continue to endure it, but he really couldn't stand it anymore. From the day he met Luo Yi and signed the contract, he could not stay out of it.

Luo Yi changed his breath, spread Wen Xiaohui apart, turned around and looked at him: "Don't ask these questions again."

Wen Xiaohui was about to open his mouth, but Luo Yi lit his lips, his eyes as deep as a bottomless pit, making people feel fear of falling. He whispered: "I said, don't ask again."

Wen Xiaohui felt a cold feeling surge in his back, and suddenly he had goose bumps. He swallowed, and he really didn't dare to speak.

Luo Yi gently wrote a kiss on his forehead, took his clothes, got up and went to the bathroom.
To be continued...