Old attack him, flirting and cowardly

During the few days of vacation before the final exam, Bai Yiming spent almost all of it with Yunjiu in the Internet cafe. It was not until the last day that the two of them remembered to review their homework.

Bai Yiming is a top student who has the opportunity to be recommended, and the exam does not have the slightest pressure on him.As for Yunjiu, his academic performance is among the top students in the class, and he doesn't seem to care whether he does well in the exam.

Maybe it has something to do with the family, at some inadvertent moments in Yunjiu, Bai Yiming can always catch the deep sadness and powerlessness in his eyes.

Once Bai Yiming couldn't help asking, Yunjiu's face changed suddenly, and he was very taboo to bring up any topic about his parents.Seeing this, Bai Yiming stopped mentioning the Yun family and changed the topic in time. After all, he is not a person who likes to gossip, let alone pry into other people's privacy.

Seeing that Yunjiu was unhappy, he secretly decided to find a chance to have a chat with his second brother, hoping to untie Yunjiu's knot in his heart.

Time is fleeting, and the final exam will soon be ushered in.The two left Bai Zuoyao's apartment and returned to school to take a semester's performance test.

As always, Bai Yiming easily got high scores. Su Cheng, who is a scumbag, envied him and wanted to change heads with him.

"Let's wear souls!"

Su Cheng read a lot of time-traveling novels recently, and when he left the school gate, he couldn't wait to grab Bai Yiming's sleeve, and whispered a lot of things that the other party didn't understand.

Bai Yiming absently nodded in agreement, his mind was not on this aspect at all, his mind was full of another person.

After getting into the car, Su Cheng pulled the curtain of the front row, completely blocking the privacy of the rear row.She turned her head to look at the preoccupied Bai Yiming, and slapped her arm, "What's the matter, your grades are so good, and you still worry about being scolded by your father when you go home?"

Speaking of this, Su Cheng sighed, and unconsciously grabbed the backpack, "I am the one who should be worried the most. This time I am at the bottom of the ranking, and my mother will definitely pinch my inner thigh."

Bai Yiming leaned his head against the car window, looked at the street scene outside, and gave a soft "hmm".

"Hey, Xiaobai." Su Cheng was ignored the whole time, very dissatisfied, "I'm talking to you!"

"I'm listening," Bai Yiming sighed quietly, "You are so old, Auntie won't know how to do it."

"That's not necessarily!" Su Cheng's tone was exaggerated, as if she had been greatly wronged, "A few days ago, she caught me because I went to a bar and almost hit me on the head with a rolling pin. Tsk, my mother is really a heroine , my dad wanted to stop her, but she slapped her and called her downstairs, you know how high the stairs are in my house, my dad rolled several times, and he is still limping."

Bai Yiming couldn't help laughing: "Can you stop making me laugh?"

Su Cheng blinked playfully, and slowly moved closer to him, "Seeing that you are depressed, let me tell you about my family's embarrassing incident, to make you happy."

"I'm not depressed anymore." To prove that he was fine, a big smile appeared on the corner of Bai Yiming's mouth.

Su Cheng stretched out her finger and tapped the center of his brow, "You didn't realize it yourself, you always frown recently."

Move your finger down, and tap on the tip of his nose again, "It's written all over your face, you have something to worry about."

Bai Yiming smiled slightly, avoided her fingers, and looked away from the window.

"Because of your Uncle Wen?" Although it was a question, Su Cheng's tone was very certain.

Mentioning this person can always easily affect Bai Yiming's emotions. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "We have an appointment to meet tomorrow, and I always have a premonition that he will reject me."

"Please!" Su Cheng patted him on the shoulder unbearably, his eyes unavoidably a little fanatical, "Are you Xiaobai I know? When did you become so sentimental, where is the energy to move forward boldly? We haven't met yet. Well, just think about the worst, in case your uncle agrees."

"Chengzi, I used to think too simply. I only had my uncle and me in my heart, and I ignored other people's feelings."

Bai Yiming recalled the situation when he met Wen Jingyu last time. In Wen Jingyu's eyes, he saw many emotions that he had never had at his age, full of depression and forbearance.

Not to mention whether Wen Jingyu likes him or not, Bai Yucheng alone can stand among them, and he can defeat thousands of troops.

He ignored the brotherhood between Bai Yucheng and Wen Jingyu, he also ignored his father's feelings, and he didn't think that his uncle would be embarrassed when he was caught in the middle.

He and Wen Jingyu need to cross many bridges to be together, which takes time and patience.When these questions were in front of his eyes, after he figured it out, he could naturally predict the outcome of the meeting tomorrow.

"Even if he rejects me, I still have to ask him an answer."

"It's probably because of my father that he would reject me, but whether he likes me or not is another matter."

Bai Yiming's gaze flickered for a moment, it was bright and energetic, and there lived in it the purity that only a teenager can have.

Su Cheng admired his persistence, put his hands on his shoulders, and cheered him up.

The next day, Bai Yiming came to Wen's Group looking for someone with a feeling of apprehension.

He came just in time for the company's shareholders' meeting. Yang Wenze told him that Mr. Wen was busy and needed to wait for a while, then took him to a spacious and bright lounge, and asked someone to deliver fruits and snacks. He refused in time, and Yang Wenze wished he could move the theater here.

The decoration style of this lounge is very in line with Wen Jingyu's aesthetics, it is more Chinese-style and elegant, and the simplicity hides breathtaking luxury.

Bai Yiming took a fancy to a calligraphy and painting. Standing in front of the painting was a slender figure, and his eyes fell on the four big characters of "Heavenly Dao and Hard Work" flying on the rice paper. He was familiar with the cursive calligraphy and immediately recognized it as a man's handwriting, but he still said it casually. One asked: "Is this written by my uncle?"

"Yes." Yang Wenze also glanced at it, with a relaxed and cheerful tone, "Mr. Wen's essays have been kept in the study. Later, the company's planners saw it and insisted on hanging it on the wall."

Speaking of this, Yang Wenze made a funny expression, "Mr. Wen has been embarrassed for a long time because of this matter, he thinks it is very narcissistic to hang his own words in the company's lounge, so his current customers will not go to I only visit this house when I drink tea by myself."

Bai Yiming's eyes showed admiration, he turned his head to meet Yang Wenze's eyes, and said with a smile: "Uncle's handwriting is very good, my father often praises him for being both civil and military."

"Hey! I will be able to write in the future," Yang Wenze couldn't help teasing, with a hint of pity in his eyes, "Mr. Wen used to play too crazy. You know how much he likes extreme sports. His young arms and legs They have all undergone surgery, especially the right leg, and it has started again recently...."

In the middle of speaking, Yang Wenze suddenly noticed Bai Yiming's burning eyes, realized that he had accidentally slipped his mouth, and hurriedly changed his words: "It's nothing, everything is fine."

"What's wrong with him? Didn't his knee heal a long time ago?" Bai Yiming asked the bottom line, his expression gradually uneasy.

About ten years ago, Wen Jingyu asked a friend to go rock climbing in the suburbs. An accident occurred halfway, and he fell from a height, resulting in a comminuted fracture of the patella.

At that time, Bai Yiming was only seven or eight years old, and he didn't know the specific situation very well. He only remembered that his uncle had been lying in the hospital for a long time, and he was able to walk normally not long after he was discharged from the hospital.

After so many years, if Yang Wenze hadn't reminded him, Bai Yiming wouldn't have remembered it.

Yang Wenze smiled and said: "I mean, Boss Wen is not young anymore, and his legs still have old injuries. The doctor asked him to pay attention to his body, but he is not obedient. It is really worrying to ask Boss Qin to play a rally."

indeed.

Bai Yiming was faintly worried, but at the same time felt suffocated.He knew that Wen Jingyu was playing crazy, but the other party rarely showed his playful side in front of him, and habitually kept it from him when he was injured, and he only found out after he recovered every time.

"Take care of him." Bai Yiming said anxiously, with a little milky voice, "Brother Wenze, you are his secretary and his good friend, you should always remind him not to do dangerous things all the time. exercise."

"Take care of him?" Yang Wenze waved his hands exaggeratedly, showing a strong desire to survive, "Master Xiaobai, you really flatter me, who can control Mr. Wen, he wants to go to heaven and earth, it's just a matter of one word, who would dare?" Stop it. Hey! Even if he doesn't have a wife, if there is someone around him who can put him in his heart, he will take it easy."

Bai Yiming blushed inexplicably, quickly lowered his head, stared at the back of his feet and said in a low voice, "Yes, there must be a...to take care of him."

"Then Young Master Bai, you have to persuade me." Yang Wenze smiled with his eyes narrowed, and he has mastered the essence of flattery, "Mr. Wen loves you the most. If you ask him to find a partner, he must be obedient. It doesn't work."

"If it's what you said, he would just listen to me..." Bai Yiming muttered and let out a depressed breath.

Yang Wenze didn't hear what he was muttering clearly, looked at his watch, and then remembered the business: "Master Xiaobai, you sit down first, if you need anything to call the front desk, or send me a WeChat message, I have a customer waiting here , get busy first."

"Okay," Bai Yiming smiled cutely, "Brother Wenze, thank you."

"polite."

Yang Wenze went out and closed the door for him by the way, the room was quiet.

Bai Yiming turned his head and continued to look at the big characters hanging on the wall, uncontrollably thinking about the plot that would develop next, and even began to plan how to go after today.

No matter what Wen Jingyu's attitude is, he will always be the same. There is no giving up in his dictionary, only persistence, unless one day he will hear the three words "dislike" from Wen Jingyu's mouth.

After waiting for almost half an hour, the general meeting of shareholders finally came to an end.

As soon as the meeting ended, Wen Jingyu received a message from Yang Wenze. He bid farewell to several shareholders politely, and walked towards the lounge, calmly and calmly.

When he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks, brewed his emotions, and knocked lightly on the door.

Bai Yiming came to open the door himself, raised a smiling face, and there was a little light in his eyes: "Uncle, are you done with your work?"

Wen Jingyu stepped into the room and nodded with a smile: "Yes, wait a long time."

"It's okay," Bai Yiming said empathetically, "I know you're busy, so you can wait as long as you want."

He used to say this often, but this time when it was heard in Wen Jingyu's ears, the taste changed inexplicably.

The man's expression changed slightly, and soon he returned to his original state, his smile becoming more gentle: "The exam is over, how is the result?"

Bai Yiming curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "Why are you like my dad, asking for grades when you come up?"

Wen Jingyu laughed and rubbed his hairy head subconsciously, "Your father is my elder brother, and I am your uncle. Is it normal to care about your grades?"

Bai Yiming's face changed suddenly, he tilted his head away from the man's intimate touch, his face was full of displeasure, and his eyes showed strong accusations and grievances.

Wen Jingyu realized that he had touched his minefield, smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject naturally: "You are hungry, uncle will take you to lunch, and I asked Wen Ze to reserve a seat."

"uncle."

Bai Yiming suddenly grabbed the man's shirt sleeve, his tone was much lower than before, "I'm not hungry, I came to you today just to find an answer."

Wen Jingyu sometimes doesn't know whether to be lucky or upset.When facing him, Tuanzi was always too straightforward and frank, disdaining to beat around the bush, always being straight-faced, and never giving him a chance to escape.

He sighed silently, knowing that what should come was unstoppable, so he simply pulled Bai Yiming to sit down on the sofa area, planning to have a long period of psychological counseling.

"Tuanzi, I know you've been very unhappy recently because of your uncle's affairs. At your age, you should enjoy freedom and the beauty of youth to the fullest, instead of being anxious and irritable because of your relationship."

When Wen Jingyu spoke, his tone was soft, and he felt distressed for the young man from the bottom of his heart, "If you are unhappy, uncle will be sad too."

"Then why don't you do something to make me happy?" Bai Yiming's eyes were slightly questioning, and the smile on his face was also suppressed, as if he already knew the answer.

Wen Jingyu considered his tone, and said again: "Yiming, uncle will promise you whatever you want, except..."

It is not necessary to finish all the following words, but it can fully express the answer given by the man.

"Why." Unexpectedly, Bai Yiming responded calmly, but the ending was slightly trembling.

A rare sense of powerlessness appeared in Wen Jingyu's eyes again. After pondering for two seconds, he said, "Because I am your uncle and watched you grow up, so I can't be sorry to your father and mother."

Bai Yiming blinked his eyes slowly, trying his best to control his emotions so as not to lose his composure and cry, but the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he asked forcefully, "Do you like me?"

The eyes of the young man in front of him were red, and his pupils were as clear as if immersed in sea water, with a kind of ignorance of the world.

Wen Jingyu almost stretched out his hand to hug him into his arms to comfort him, but fortunately he suppressed this terrible impulse in time, forced himself to be calm, and said with a fake smile: "Of course uncle likes you."

Bai Yiming stared at him firmly: "What I asked meant something else."

Wen Jingyu's heart was filled with depression, and he fell into silence again. He really wanted to cut off the roots of love and let Bai Yiming give up completely.But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't speak.

He was afraid that he would regret it. He had a premonition that if he rejected Bai Yiming today, he would never have another chance in the future.

Regarding this question, he couldn't answer it, so he could only choose to respond in silence.

Bai Yiming's eyes became more moist, he stood up abruptly, looked down at the silent man, sniffed, and raised his voice: "Coward!"

After speaking, Bai Yiming's eyes were red, and he ran out without looking back.

Wen Jingyu hurriedly got up and chased after him, "Yiming, don't leave yet."

Bai Yiming couldn't do what he wished, instead he quickened his pace, and his slender figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor. Before entering the elevator, he didn't forget to say harsh words: "This matter is endless!"

"Yi Ming!"

Wen Jingyu's right leg and knee suddenly felt unspeakable analgesia. He had to stop. He leaned against the wall and raised his right foot. A thin layer of sweat soon appeared on his forehead.

"Boss Wen!"

Yang Wenze jumped out from that corner without knowing it, walked to the man in two steps, and stretched out his hand to help him.

Wen Jingyu avoided it, "I'm fine."

Yang Wenze glanced at the elevator entrance, surprised and curious: "What's wrong with Young Master Xiaobai, it's the first time he suddenly became so angry."

In my impression, Bai Yiming spoke aloud very few times, but his voice just now was epic.

Wen Jingyu frowned and waved his hands, his breath was a little unsteady: "It's normal to have a little temper in adolescence, and the rabbit bites when it's anxious. My Yiming is also a person with personality."

"........"

Yang Wenze was full of troubles.

Your legs are crippled by anger, are you still protecting them?

Thinking about the leg, Yang Wenze's expression became serious: "Mr. Wen, I have contacted Spain. The doctor wants to meet with you and discuss the operation time."

Wen Jingyu touched his knees, his face darkened, as if hesitating.

Thinking of Bai Yiming's advice, Yang Wenze couldn't help persuading him boldly: "Boss Wen, the more you procrastinate, the worse it gets. Hurry up and make a decision. Although it's a little risky, it's better than procrastinating."

In an instant, countless results after the operation flashed through Wen Jingyu's mind, and Bai Yiming thought about it the most.

He glanced at his right leg, frowned and thought for a moment, then compromised: "You arrange it."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-1619:11:15~2021-10-1719:45:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 grape soda;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of grape soda;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard