Xia Xiaomu raised her blushing face, trying to see a joke in Lu Jinghan's eyes. However, he was not. He was very serious and focused, as if he was discussing a very important matter.

Xia Xiaomu's heart moved: Since Lu Jinghan asked this, why not use this method to let Lu Jinghan get rid of the fate in the book.

In the novel, Lu Jinghan is a man with a strong sense of responsibility, so after getting engaged to Xie Weiwan, he slowly took on the responsibility of his fiancé.

Then, if he is responsible for himself, will he... fall in love with him in the future?

Xia Xiaomu felt that his thoughts were a bit despicable, and then he thought, this was also to get Lu Jinghan out of the tragic fate in the book.

At least I will not use him, betray him, and hurt him like Xie Weiwan. I will also take responsibility, give him care, love, and give him happiness... "Happiness".

Lu Jinghan and herself are ten thousand times better than Xie Weiwan.

Xia Xiaomu looked at him and asked softly: "You, how do you want to be responsible?"

Lu Jinghan: "Literally, do you understand your life, safety, feelings, everything about you?"

Xia Xiaomu looked at him blankly: This is too much responsibility.

Lu Jinghan was very serious. He spoke slowly and said word by word: "I will give you time to accept it slowly, and know that you completely let me bear all yours."

Wouldn't that be... a big advantage?

A pie fell from the sky and hit it directly into the mouth.

Just because he had been sleeping with him for a night, he was asked to take such a great responsibility for himself, and he...don't he feel at a loss?

Lu Jinghan nodded hesitantly and felt relieved.

He saw that Xia Xiaomo should have a good impression of him. So he didn't have to hurry, take his time and let this good impression erode his body and mind bit by bit until he willingly gave everything to him.

After a simple breakfast, Lu Jinghan went to the company.

Xia Xiaomu was worried about her father at home, so she called a car and negotiated the price, so she set off in a hurry.

When sitting in the car, Xia Xiaomu was in a complicated state of mind:

A straight man probably won’t have any feelings for gay.

Will he feel happy if he doesn’t love himself and still be responsible for himself?

Xia Xiaomu has been thinking for a long time, picking up her phone to search: #How to bend a straight man#

I found out a lot of answers immediately:

-Cherish life and stay away from straight men

-Unless he is originally bent, you won't bend him.

-Don't do unethical things. If you like him, just watch him get married and have children and live happily.

...

Xia Xiaomu sighed and finally threw away her phone in a dismay, unable to lean against the back seat.

After a four-hour drive, the taxi driver couldn't help but want to chat with him, and asked him with a smile: "What's wrong, little brother, you're in a state of dismay?"

Xia Xiaomu smiled awkwardly: "It's almost that."

The uncle who drove should be an "old driver" and instructed him: "At first glance, you are a thin-skinned boy. Do you like someone and you dare not say it?"

Xia Xiaomo nodded: "Yes."

Uncle: "This is not possible. Young people should move forward bravely on the road to love. Do you know the meaning of moving forward bravely? They just want to pester and be shameless."

Xia Xiaomu laughed out loud.

"Little brother, don't laugh. My wife was the beauty of our class at the beginning. There were so many people chasing her. It wasn't my turn to do it. But in the end, I was not the one I married, but it was my shamelessness..."

It took four hours to go, because the uncle told him about his wife's love story.

When I arrived downstairs of Xia Xiaomu's house at around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the driver's uncle said, "Little brother, I'll go to the nearby for dinner. You have prepared and called me, and I'll come and pick you up."

"Hey, thank you uncle."

As soon as Xia Xiaomu entered the house, she immediately sighed.

The clean home I cleaned up more than a week ago is now full of takeaway boxes and express boxes, and there is also an uncomfortable smell floating inside.

Xia Qianbai walked out of the inner room and said in shock: "Mumu, are you back so soon?!"

Not because I'm worried about you!

Xia Xiaomu didn't change her shoes and went straight into the house: "What happened to that person you told me last night?"

Xia Qianbai: "Oh, I must have seen my paintings where I found them."

"What kind of person is it?"

Xia Qianbai: "I didn't see my face clearly, a middle-aged man, right? He should be about the same age as me. When I said I liked my paintings, I stuffed him a few pictures through the crack of the door."

Door crack?

Xia Xiaomu looked at it and found that the old-style family building had a floor of security doors. From the cracks of two steel fences on one side of the security door, an oil painting could be stuffed out.

If Xia Qianbai had a social disorder, it would be impossible for a stranger to enter the house to talk. So he completed a transaction in this way.

Xia Xiaomu: "What else did that person say?"

"He asked if he had any, and I wanted all the things he had. I..." Xia Qianbai took a deep breath, and his tone was difficult: "You know, I can't talk to someone for more than five minutes..."

"Then he stuffed money in and left a note."

Xia Qianbai handed the note to Xia Xiaomu:

-Hello Mr. Xia, I like your paintings very much. If you suffer from the fact that your works have nowhere to be sold, I will buy all your works, both new and old.

I know you don't like talking to people, so you just need to put the painting at the door and I will pick it up by myself. As for the price, I will never let you down.

I wish us a happy cooperation.

Xia Xiaomu saw that there was a string of phone numbers at the end of the note, but no name was written on it.

"Dad, this person is so suspicious! Does he know your phone number? Don't sell him the painting."

"But the price that person paid was very high, and if that was the case, I wouldn't have to set up stalls in the future like the vegetable market..."

Xia Qianbai took out his wallet from his pocket and pulled out a thick stack of paper money: "This was given to him by the man yesterday, you took it. Speaking of which, my dad hasn't given you living expenses for a long time."

Xia Xiaomu pushed him back: "Dad, you don't have to worry about my life in the future. I have hands and feet to draw. I can support myself and you can support you in the future."

"Even if you are not that person, don't go to the vegetable market to sell. So don't contact him again in the future. The value of the paintings you draw is far beyond the value you can imagine.

Just draw the paintings you like, and I will sell your works for you. Dad, do you trust me or the person yesterday?"

Xia Qianbai's mouth moved, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet for a long time: "Mumu..."

Xia Xiaomu asked tentatively: "Dad, have you... ever seen a psychologist?"

Xia Qianbai: "It's useless. I can't communicate with anyone except you... Dad is useless. I've been suffering after so many years..."

"Dad, don't say this, just remember what I said and don't pay attention to that person anymore, okay?"

Xia Qianbai nodded.

In order to better understand the family situation, Xia Xiaomu was in Xia Qianbai's room and searched for important information about the family to check.

Real estate: This is the only home, which is left by grandparents.

Asset: There is actually a small van.

I don’t have a marriage certificate, but I have a birth certificate.

Xia Qianbo's marital status is: unmarried.

Did Xia Qianbai never get married?

Under a bunch of information, Xia Xiaomu finally found out about Xia Qianbai's case twenty years ago.

It's indeed social phobia.

However, the treatment records only included one drug treatment and one psychological counseling.

Xia Xiaomu sighed again: Xia Qianbai did not actively treat his mental illness at all.

It is really a pity for such a genius painter to live like this! And it is really uneasy for him to live alone.

Xia Xiaomu frowned, thought for a long time, and decided something in her heart.

He took out his cell phone, clicked Lu Jinghan, and typed a few words:

--I want to take my dad to live in S City. After I find a suitable residence recently, I will move out of your home.

I put my hand on the sending key, but after a long time, I still deleted it.

Or, go back and tell him in person.

Xia Xiaomu cleaned up the garbage accumulated at home, and went to the supermarket outside to buy a lot of convenient ingredients for conditioning.

Although Xia Qianbai has poor self-care ability, he listens very much to his advice.

He told him to make a cup of milk powder, soy milk, and vitamin slices every day, so he really did this every day. He would also turn on the fire to cook frozen dumplings, wontons, fish ball soup, etc.

This made Xia Xiaomu feel much more relieved.
To be continued...