President, he must be me

It was a rather modest ring indeed.

There is no pattern, it has a matte texture, and it is about one millimeter wide. It is a ring that no one will take a second look at in a cheap jewelry store.The size of the ring was just enough to fit on his ring finger, and it was unknown when the young man measured it, at least he didn't notice it.

It turned out that the "workshop" built hastily in the yard was for this purpose.

Shen Yanwen recalled when it started, and after careful calculation, he could know how much effort Tan Shaochen had spent on this ring.The other party is obviously a delicate and frail young master. Although he was treated coldly and bullied in the Tan family, at least he would not be forced to do housework like Cinderella.

Tan Shaochen's frailty is born, not to mention washing and cooking, even when walking the dog, he would be out of breath.

But he did it secretly.

Maybe making a ring by hand does not require much physical strength, but it must be a troublesome and troublesome thing; especially for Tan Shaochen, there are too many things to learn and check.

...and clearly spread out the word "heart" in front of Shen Yanwen's eyes.

The more the man looked, the more he felt tightness in his chest, as if something invisible was pressing on his heart, making it difficult to breathe.He held the ring in thought for a long time, and at a certain critical point, he held it suddenly, and finally moved his eyes away, and turned to look at the passing street scene outside the window.

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the old house, Shen Yanwen suddenly said, "Go back."

"Ah?" Xiao Li asked puzzled, "Aren't you going to the old house?"

"Well, go back directly."

So the car turned around at the next intersection. After a long time, Shen Yanwen put the ring back into the velvet box and put it in the inner pocket of his suit.

I said so much just now, but I was not reprimanded; Xiao Li took courage, peeked at Shen Yanwen in the rearview mirror while driving, and tentatively said: "Why don't you go to the old house again...is there something urgent? Do you want to deal with it?"

As he expected, Shen Yanwen was not in the mood to reprimand him, or because he was tired, he temporarily let go of his usual defensiveness, and only replied with a sigh: "I don't really want to see the old lady."

"This……"

"She will definitely ask why Shaochen didn't come," Shen Yanwen lowered his eyes, his voice was low and indistinct, "I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet."

"Hey, it's normal for couples to quarrel. My girlfriend and I quarrel every day..." "You talk a lot today."

Xiao Li stopped talking for a moment, looked ahead and concentrated on driving, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.

He didn't rest for more than 30 hours, and even Shen Yanwen felt exhausted, so he went back to the bedroom to rest without eating anything.

Tan Shaochen took very few things away, and many of the things he used and passed through are still in this bedroom.People's so-called breath is probably just an emotional illusion; it's like Shen Yanwen lying on the bed, suddenly feeling as if Tan Shaochen is still in this house.

Take a walk in the yard, or eat fruit while watching TV downstairs, or write hard on those high school knowledge in the study.

Or beside his pillow, sleeping soundly like a child.

Shen Yanwen had this thought when he was on the verge of falling asleep, he turned sideways, opened his eyes slightly and looked.The pillow is still there, but the person is gone.

Habits are a terrible thing.

The scary thing about it is that no matter whether you are an elite or a bastard, rich or poor, academic master or illiterate, it cannot be avoided.Once "habits" are established, sudden changes can be unacceptable.

When he saw the empty pillow, Shen Yanwen's heart sank suddenly, and an indescribable anxiety arose out of thin air.

——Does Tan Shaochen really want to leave?

——He clearly knows that he is his best choice.

——As long as he wants to come back, Shen Yanwen will welcome him at any time.

With that in mind, he closed his eyes again and tried to fall asleep.

He vaguely heard the sound of water, the sound of the bathroom door, the sound of footsteps, and the opening of the bedroom door.He opened his eyes suddenly, and the words rushed out before he could see clearly what was in front of him: "...Do you want to go down and drink water?"

... There is nothing in front of my eyes.

There was only dim light in the bedroom, no one was there, and there was no other sound except his breathing.

Shen Yanwen raised his hand wearily, rubbed the base of his nose, turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.Only then did he realize that he was still turning on the bedside light—because Tan Shaochen was afraid of the dark, so he never turned off the light to sleep these days—so he reached out and pressed the switch to make the room dark.

Half a minute later, the man turned on the light again, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

-

"...Fate, although I hate the word fate, I can't think of how to describe it other than fate." Wei Wan stood in front of her house, watching Tan Shaochen next door busily cleaning the new house, "Oh, evil Yuan, I know, this is called Nie Yuan."

He was even gnawing on the apple, making a crunchy sound, in stark contrast to the panting Tan Shaochen who was still cleaning up.

This small apartment is indeed much better than the ones I have seen before, and the agent followed the agreement. They negotiated with the landlord for a while at night and lowered the rent by [-].He wants to live in without saying a word, but the landlord may not take care of this kind of cheap house for a long time, and he has to clean it for a while if he wants to live in it.

Tan Shaochen was wearing a mask, imitating his mother's appearance back then, holding a long broom connected with a clothes fork, and was cleaning the ashes around the ceiling.He didn't have the energy to answer Wei Wan's meaningless words.

"Has the fever subsided, let's start cleaning," Wei Wan continued, "You look weak, but you are quite brave. Fortunately, I still wanted to come back early and bought you food; when I came back, I saw you They're all gone, wasting my meal money."

Tan Shaochen stopped with his waist sore and his hands softened, bent his body to rest for a while, and replied in the gap: "Thank you, but you have a refrigerator at home, so you can eat it tomorrow."

"Then did you notice that my house doesn't have a microwave oven or a stove?" Wei Wan said bluntly, "Hurry up and finish it, and eat the meal when you're done."

"........."

Tan Shaochen nodded helplessly, thanked him again and continued his cleaning work.

The furniture in the new house only has a wardrobe and a small closet, and there are no tables, chairs and beds.The neighbors are from the same landlord, and only then did Tan Shaochen understand why Wei Wan slept on the mattress.Make a bed on the floor, otherwise what else can I do, I can't just sleep on the floor.

He started to clean up the dust in the cabinet. Wei Wan took out a popsicle after nibbling the apple, then looked at it and chattered: "Are you going to get a divorce? You said before that you were in a hurry to get a divorce."

"No, it's too late."

"What's the matter, your partner cheated? I see that you are wearing famous brands, and the suitcases are all from Ai Shi..." Wei Wan said meaningfully, "Why did you rent here?"

Tan Shaochen is not stupid, and he is very familiar with this kind of sarcasm - Wei Wan probably thinks that he is the kind of "fishing man" who married into a wealthy family, and now he has been kicked out.He didn't refute it, so he said lightly: "Then I'll sell it to you for 1000 yuan, how about it?"

"Me? I don't want it, but most people want it."

Seeing Tan Shaochen finish tidying up the cupboard, Wei Wan was about to go back to get some food; unexpectedly, Tan Shaochen washed the rag again and started to clean the windows.

This rag was borrowed from him.

"May I ask you by the way?" Tan Shaochen asked suddenly.

"what……"

"How long have you lived here?"

"It's been two years, how convenient and cheap it is here."

"Then what do you... do?"

"Me?" Wei Wan said, "I play in a band and don't have a job."

"If you don't have a job, then you..."

"My family is rich." Wei Wan said directly, "My family doesn't let me play in a band, and my brother secretly sends money to me."

"..." Good guy, why does he always meet such rich people.

Tan Shaochen complained in his heart, he almost forgot that he was originally from the famous "Tan family".But now, the major shareholder of the Tan family has become Shen Yanwen, and it shouldn't be long before the Tan family's chaebol will change their name.

"Hey, your hands and feet are really slow. What are you doing cleaning so clean? It's going to be dusty again in a few days." Wei Wan was probably tired of waiting, so she simply stepped forward and grabbed the rag in his hand, and began to help wipe it. Glass, "It won't taste good when it's cold. I really don't have a microwave at home."

"……thanks."

"I do good deeds once a year on average, and this year is yours." Wei Wan said, "If you have any questions, just ask."

"I want to find a job nearby...but I'm not familiar with the neighborhood," Tan Shaochen said, "Maybe I need your help...Can I give the introduction fee?"

"Who cares about those two dollars?" Wei Wan spat, "It just so happens that the LIVE HOUSE I often go to recruits people, and I'll take you to ask them tomorrow."

Although Wei Wan claimed to be the rich second generation, from him, Tan Shaochen could only see the spirit of the market, not at all like Shen Yanwen's high-end elites.

Soon after the cleaning was over, Wei Wan dragged him back to her side, and sat on the floor to eat lunch together.

"You eat so slowly." When Wei Wan put down his chopsticks, Tan Shaochen only took a few mouthfuls. "You are also very slow in doing things. Why, you don't need to do housework before divorce? Are you all doing it by your wife?"

"...my partner is a man."

"That's all he did?"

"The maid does..."

"Hey——" Wei Wan prolonged his voice meaningfully, "It's really a scene of being kicked out by a rich partner and leaving the house without leaving the house? No matter what the divorce is, half of the property will be given to you, right?"

"...Can you not talk about this?" Tan Shaochen raised his face, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Anyway, I'm divorced, and now I'm living alone... Maybe I don't know many things in the future, so I have to trouble you, let me tell you first Say thank you."

Wei Wan's hairs stood up from his laughter, she immediately avoided his gaze, lit a cigarette and said, "...what did I say wrong?"

"No," Tan Shaochen said, "I'm already very pitiful, so I don't want to mention these pitiful things."

"How pitiful, tell me."

"........."

"Well, I'm a little curious, what's the matter, you look like a young master, how can you become my neighbor, and you have to find a job."

"I was sold by my family to a rich man to marry, and now he has found true love, so I left consciously." Tan Shaochen said helplessly, "It's probably like this..."

"That's fine, that's fine, just don't talk if you don't want to talk about it." Wei Wan said, "Then I'll take you to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and come back later. You won't be able to live there today, so you can make a floor shop with me first."