my dear pastry chef

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Wen Qingrun dialed Wen Qingze's phone number. Hearing the familiar voice on the other end of the phone, Wen Qingrun couldn't help but smile.The hands-free phone was placed on the table, and Wen Qingrun, with her hair tied up, was stroking the violin in her hand.

"Brother, are you okay? I was about to go out to find you, and you called. That, that...don't be unhappy. I'm murmuring! I, I, I really, really like you elder brother."

"It's okay, you don't need to come here. In fact, I don't feel much sentimental anymore."

Wen Qingrun, who had returned to her previous mood, heard the concern from her sister who did nothing, and for some reason, she suddenly calmed down.For so many years, I have never had expectations for my parents, so let alone disappointment.

After chatting with Wen Qingze with a smile for a while, Wen Qingrun was taken aback when her sister asked about Su Luobai.In fact, he didn't know his own heart either. After a short pause, Wen Qingrun spoke slowly. "Actually, I'm still not sure. My rationality tells me that I'm afraid I like this person. But my heart tells me to run away. Escape from the dangerous vortex of feelings and don't get hurt." Wen Qingrun put her hands together He shook hands and confessed his truest thoughts.

"I know... But brother, you probably wouldn't ask him. In fact, I have been observing him secretly for a long time, and he should be sincere. However, Su Luobai probably couldn't let go, and when he Seeing so many people being rejected, I guess he must be very sad."

"I know... But, it's good to forget about me. After all, no one can stand my... doubts and suspicions."

Wen Qingze didn't speak anymore, but it didn't take long before her angry voice came from the other end of the phone, "You're a big bastard. Brother... I beg you, try to trust others, okay. I don't want...don't want to I saw you alone again. I know... You will definitely say, I am not afraid of loneliness, I am used to it. But I am worried about you, I am worried about when you will completely escape from this world, this is full of love for you. A world in crisis..."

Wen Qingze's voice became lower and lower, until only soft sobbing came from the phone.

Wen Qingrun's hand stroking the violin stopped. He could understand what his sister meant, but it wasn't because he didn't want to but...he was alone for so long that he forgot how to express the truth.During the time spent in the coffee shop, it was actually Wen Qingrun's most relaxing day.

"Okay, let me try."

He didn't speak for a long time, so long that Wen Qingze thought that Wen Qingrun had hung up the phone before he heard such an answer.It can be said that it was an unexpected answer, and Wen Qingze was almost crazy with joy.

"I'll talk to you another day, hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qingrun put down the violin and walked to the balcony.Looking down from a height, the slanted sunlight comes to the ground through the clouds, surrounded by streets with endless streams.He looked in the direction of the coffee shop, smiled slowly, then turned around and walked downstairs.

I remember what the psychiatrist told him, that he needs to open up his heart, otherwise any treatment will be useless.In fact, Wen Qingrun knew what his knot was, and the psychiatrist knew what it was, but the two of them tacitly didn't mention it—Wen Qingrun didn't cooperate with the treatment.

It's not that it can't be cured, it's just that I don't want to be cured.

Wen Qingrun came to the coffee shop, but found that Su Luobai was not here.His purpose was not to find Su Luobai, so he just sat on the bar chair and chatted with Shen Mufan who was at the bar.

"Why do you have a scar on your face, what's the matter?"

Wen Qingrun smiled and said that she had nothing to do, and briefly explained what happened.Listening to Wen Qingrun's explanation, Shen Mufan thought for a while and said that he lacked a chef here, so he could work part-time.Hearing Shen Mufan's words, Wen Qingrun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and agreed.

"I'll go first, let's not talk about my face injury."

"it is good."

Wen Qingrun left, and Su Luobai came out from behind the kitchen.Shen Mufan walked over and patted Su Luobai's shoulder. Su Luobai didn't speak, but just smiled.He found a corner by himself, leaned against the wall and started drinking.The good-looking wine exudes a tempting aroma, slowly flowing from the lips and tongue into the stomach along the esophagus.As night fell and time passed, several bottles of spirits were also sold out.

Wen Qingrun sat in front of Su Luobai, watched him drink, looked at his flushed face with drunkenness in the corners of his eyes and brows.Seeing his eyes suddenly turn red, Wen Qingrun looked at Su Luobai holding her hand, becoming confused.Wen Qingrun sighed, stood up, and walked over.

Wen Qingrun hugged Su Luobai in a so-called princess hug.

Sitting in the taxi, Su Luobai rested his head on his shoulder, muttering inaudible words.The cold night wind entered the car through the window, and Su Luobai, who had been drowsy all this time, also woke up.He was embarrassed to find his situation, a little overwhelmed.

Wen Qingrun obviously noticed Su Luobai's situation, and he just smiled.When the car stopped, he took Su Luobai home.In fact, even Wen Qingrun himself didn't know why, but he just did it.It's not for the so-called taking advantage of others, but simply wanting to know whether he likes Su Luobai or not.

Wen Qingrun wanted to grasp all of this, because such emotions were too confusing.He doesn't want this, he wants to figure it out.This is the reason why he has never wanted to be treated. He doesn't like to expose his weaknesses too much. It is not so much his hopeless delusion of being persecuted as it is his incomprehensible desire to control.

Su Luobai followed Wen Qingrun blankly and entered Wen Qingrun's room.

Every item is placed extremely carefully, and the decoration is very simple and modern, but it lacks some warmth.What is even more incomprehensible is that the door locks that can be seen everywhere have fingerprints and eyeball scans besides the password.

"Saw?"

Wen Qingrun asked with a smile at Su Luobai who was looking around, it was obviously a question sentence but it gave people the feeling of a declarative sentence.Wen Qingrun looked into Su Luobai's eyes, and he read the emotions that satisfied him from them.And Wen Qingrun's eyes are full of tenderness, which makes Su Luobai completely unable to resist. Even if he feels wishful thinking, he can still feel the eyes staring at him, as if he can tolerate everything and love him completely. the same as their own.

How intoxicating.

It's a pity that it was all false, even if it was false, Su Luobai wanted to stay for a while longer.

Wen Qingrun smiled and reached out to stroke his hair.He probably understood, and understood a lot.Just a look, Wen Qingrun can actually understand Su Luobai, his previous distrust still exists, but he is suddenly willing... willing to try to trust this person.

'Su Luobai...can I really trust you? '

The author has something to say: It is embarrassing to express, and finally updated the text.Uh...that will be over in a few chapters! ! !Then about a little bit.Wen Qingrun is absolutely offensive without explanation. In fact, this article cannot be regarded as being attacked, because Wen Qingrun's character is too weird... In fact, Chapter 5 is not about abusing Wen Qingrun.Wen Qingrun's heart knot is not from her childhood experience, but from being unloved.In fact, that is to say, no one loves him except his elder sister who takes care of him. It's not that he doesn't love him, but he doesn't believe it... So Wen Qingrun has developed a habit. . . .In fact, don't think that the mother's affairs are abuse.For someone like Wen Qingrun, unless he can fully understand something, he won't get close to it.He actually couldn't understand his mother, but he understood, so the relationship between him and his parents was very weak.

The author does not love his father or his mother, but there is no other reason for Wen Qingrun to become like this.Don't complain about my experience with me... Well, I like to spit blood a little bit.Especially on the background of the protagonist's background, it is no problem to sprinkle a lot of dog blood!Hehehe, anyway, I don't have a V and I don't have that kind of writing style, so my writing basically follows my preferences.

No way, I just like to write Su Susu as the main character, but I don’t like the main character to be inferior to others 2333