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Luo Rui looked at him, his eyes full of worry: "Let's not consider this for now, do you want to take a two-day rest?"

Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "I have been resting for several days, and I will vomit after resting. After working at Juxing, I have never been so idle." He turned around and smiled at Luo Rui, his smile was as stiff as if he was crying.

Luo Rui frowned: "Then...then I'll send you there."

"What are you sending me there? I can't walk."

"My dad bought me a car, I'll give it to you."

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said, "Damn the rich second generation, okay."

When he walked out of the room, Feng Yuehua was reading a book. When he saw him come out, he stood up.

"Mom..." Wen Xiaohui lowered his head in shame, "It made you worry."

Feng Yuehua turned his face and said angrily: "What did I say to you not to get close to him. I don't know what happened between you, but I feel that there is nothing good. It's not too late for you to react now, so you are not allowed to contact him again in the future."

Wen Xiaohui's chest was sore, and he felt pain even when he breathed. He whispered: "Okay, don't worry, I will never contact him again."

Feng Yuehua walked over and touched his face with heartache: "Look at your face so bad, don't go to work."

Wen Xiaohui shook his head: "You can't ask for it for so long. I'll be back in the evening. It's okay."

Feng Yuehua said to Luo Rui: "Luo Rui, I'll trouble you."

"Don't worry, auntie."

The two went downstairs.

Luo Rui's father bought him a ryman with a big red and sexy appearance.

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said, "You have always liked this car."

"Yes, I finally got my driver's license exam." Luo Rui pushed him into the car, "Let's go, you are the first to take my passenger seat."

"Who dares to sit down if you say that?"

"It's okay."

After getting into the car, Wen Xiaohui took a deep breath, leaned into the back of the chair relaxedly, and said softly: "Luo Rui, you said, am I just a broken heart? Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a broken heart, right?"

"Yes, it's just a broken heart, who hasn't had a few times in his life?"

Wen Xiaohui nodded, and his chest was sore: "I'm broken up and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable. I've forgotten it after a long time, right?"

"Yes, at most two weeks, you will recover. Now a week has passed, and you will be fine soon." Luo Rui held his face and kissed him hard, "You will be fine soon, really."

"Two weeks may not be enough. Do you remember one of my boyfriends? He has disgusted me for two weeks."

"That's a little longer, 20 days."

Wen Xiaohui nodded: "That's coming."

Luo Rui was tilted all the way, and he was almost rear-end on the way, so he finally sent Wen Xiaohui to the studio.

Because the road was too thrilling, Wen Xiaohui's attention was diverted, and the breath in his chest seemed to dissipate. After getting off the car, he said, "My mother, those who have been in your car are friends of life and death."

Luo Rui threw a charming look at him: "We are both."

Wen Xiaohui waved his hand: "Go back, I'm leaving."

"I will pick you up after get off work and take you to have something delicious."

Wen Xiaohui smiled: "Okay."

The week after the New Year was the most listless. As soon as I entered the studio, there were almost few customers and all the employees lazily looking for a place to sit.

As soon as Wen Xiaohui entered, he shouted: "Oh, why are you doing this? You are drying salted fish when you go to work."

"Brother adi, you are here." The intern who had just entered the studio stood up respectfully and said hello to him.

Wen Xiaohui stopped and looked at him.

It was an 18-year-old boy with red lips and white teeth, round and bright eyes, showing an undecorated innocence. His eyes were filled with awe and admiration. He wore a imitation tiffany necklace and wore an i-shirt of about 100 yuan in the zoo. Nike's limited-edition sneakers were from the previous year. He was not skilled at all in makeup, but he was better than young and tender.

Is this the same thing when I was four years ago? I was vanity, superficial, young, simple, and an ordinary background. I only had a heart that wanted to make a fortune, but I didn’t know what it took to succeed, nor did I know where to pay or how to pay. At this time, as long as someone like that guided me, it would be easy to hit it off and embark on a path that was bright on the surface but was dirty on the backlight.

It’s not that Luo Yi said that he was vain, superficial, and liked to show off. He was really like this back then. He hasn’t changed much now. He just has a little foundation and is not making jokes. But no matter what kind of self, he likes it. There is no other reason. He is happy. It’s not the turn of a bastard like Luo Yi to comment on him.

Looking back now, Wen Xiaohui is actually very grateful to those who once deeply disgusted and disgusted him, such as Luca, who made him grow up and see his bottom line clearly.

If he learns this from others, will he one day thank Luo Yi for letting him grow up and spending all his life trust in strangers? He knows that he will never trust others anymore, and will never present himself without reservation. He may indiscriminately doubt that everyone who approaches him has other purposes and may build a wall in his heart for fear of being hurt again. This is all given to him by Luo Yi, and he doesn't know if this is a good thing.

The intern became nervous: "Brother adi, what's wrong?"

Wen Xiaohui patted his arm: "Go back and try a few more eyebrows. This one is too thick and not suitable for you."

"yes."

Liu Xing happened to enter the door: "Adi, are you in better health?"

"It's much better, sorry, I've been burdened these days."

"It's okay, there's no business after the New Year." Liu Xing pressed his shoulder, "The face is very bad. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, you can just go back early. There's an interview with a magazine the day after tomorrow, don't swollen your face."

"Don't worry."

After Liu Xing entered the office, Xiao Ai ran over and whispered: "adi, are you becoming more and more stylish now?"

Wen Xiaohui blinked: "I am already stylish, but I am beautiful."

Xiao Ai smiled and said, "I mean you were talking to the little intern just now, and you really feel like a teacher."

Wen Xiaohui smiled and said, "My wife always has to become a mother-in-law. I have been with it for four years."

"I originally wanted to ask you to have dinner tonight to meet my new boyfriend, but seeing that you look so bad, you should go back early to rest."

Wen Xiaohui touched his face: "Is it really that bad? Isn't it just that I don't wear makeup? How tender my skin is, is it good to have 16 years old?"

"Shameless, look in the mirror yourself." Xiao Ai pulled him into the mirror, "Look, I'm so scared. I haven't seen you like this since you fell in love. I don't know if you have a cold, I thought you were heartbroken."

Wen Xiaohui looked at himself in the mirror. In just one week, he lost five kilograms and his cheekbones were all out. He looked pale and powerless. For the first time in his life, he decided to gain weight. He was 177 and was 113 kilograms. He felt that it was a bit too much. At least he had to make up for the lost collagen.

Seeing that he was motionless in the mirror and did not speak, Xiao Ai noticed something sensitively and whispered: "Dear, you won't really..."

Wen Xiaohui smiled at the mirror, and he felt that smile was dismal: "Well, I'm broken up."

Xiao Ai widened his eyes, as nervous as if he had done something wrong: "Dear..."

"No." Wen Xiaohui pointed her little head open with his finger, "Don't hug me, don't kiss me, don't comfort me. I've been tired of experiencing it these days, just be more normal."

Xiao Ai showed a sad expression.

No one in the studio didn't know that Wen Xiaohui had a gentle, considerate and friendly boyfriend. Although no one had seen him, his face shining every day during the past few months of his relationship. Xiao Ai was also very happy for him. Unexpectedly, it took only three or four months...

Wen Xiaohui took off his coat and taught the interns. He now needs to find something to do so that he will not keep paying attention to the things that make him uncomfortable, and the questions that he should not ask or think about, but he just wants to know, such as whether Luo Yi has really liked him.

In the afternoon, he got off work early, and Luo Rui made an appointment to pick him up and brought him various gifts he bought from Australia.

On the way, the two talked about his experiences in Australia.

Suddenly, Wen Xiaohui remembered something: "Luo Rui, you turn around in front, I want to go home."

"Ah? Is the original house? Isn't it being renovated?"

"I want to go and see it." Wen Xiaohui suddenly remembered what Luo Yi said. Luo Yi said that he had already got what he wanted, and that kind of thing was really at his home that President Chang and Luo Yi had soared?

Luo Rui drove the car back to that community.

Wen Xiaohui went upstairs and found that there were still workers working today. When he entered the house, he was stunned.

Almost all the non-load-bearing walls in his house were knocked out, and the layout of the entire house was changed. When I put on it, I saw that it was very high-end floor tiles were painted with almost no smell. Most of the decoration projects have been carried out.

Mr. Zhang walked out of it: "Oh, Teacher Wen, you are back."

Wen Xiaohui looked around and said, "Why did you hit the wall?"

"Your boyfriend asked him to fight. We both discussed that the original layout was not good enough. If you change it like this, the space will be larger. Don't worry, all the materials you use are the best."

Wen Xiaohui walked in and visited every room slowly. This house made him feel very strange. He couldn't even find a shadow of his former home. Why did Luo Yi knock out the wall of his house? Could it be that something was hidden in the wall? If it was really hidden in the strong, it could only be hidden by his father. He remembered that his home was indeed decorated once when he was a child. When he was in middle school, he forgot about what exactly did President Chang and Luo Yi want?

If calculated based on time, the decoration must have been related to that matter after Luo Yi set fire to the car.

Wen Xiaohui was in a mess and had no clue at all.

Luo Rui followed him: "It's good to change this way, the space looks really big."

Wen Xiaohui nodded and said in a deep voice: "What can you do if you don't have it? The walls are all hit."

Zhang Gong also said as if he was offering treasures: "After installing, you are satisfied. We almost never have a rest during the Chinese New Year. We will definitely be able to install it next month. When you enter the furniture or something, you can move it back."

Wen Xiaohui was worried. What was the thing that President Chang sent a thief to the house and Luo Yi wanted to find even if he set fire to the house? Could it be what Sun Ying said, Yaya held the handle of President Chang? What would happen after Luo Yi got it?

The thing is no longer in his house, and it seems that this matter has nothing to do with him, but he always feels that there is a bigger conspiracy waiting ahead, and can he really have nothing to do with the whole thing?

After leaving his house, the two of them remained silent in the car for a long time.

Luo Rui suddenly said, "Bibi, I even ordered someone to have dinner together today."

"Who?"

"Li Shuo."
To be continued...