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Three days later, Wen Jingyu, who was hiding in Shanghai and thinking calmly, set off for Beijing.

Bai Yiming's news was very well-informed, and he knew it the afternoon his uncle came back.

His mood suddenly became relaxed and happy, no matter what troubles he had at hand, it was not enough to spoil his good mood. Whether it was practicing the piano or being taught verbally by his father, there was always a smile in his eyes, and he looked very sunny.

Of course Bai Yucheng didn't know that Wen Jingyu was back, so when Bai Yiming's piano class was over, he boldly sent him back to school.

There is noon class at Deshang No. [-] Middle School on weekends, and the teacher disappears after leaving homework. As the college entrance examination is approaching, all students consciously study by themselves.

Because of his good mood, Bai Yiming even solved the problem twice faster than usual, which made Su Cheng, who was sitting next to him racking his brains to solve the problem, envious and jealous.

Su Cheng touched him with her elbow and whispered, "Xiaobai, why are you so happy."

Bai Yiming turned his head to look, and smiled mysteriously: "Uncle is back."

"Uncle Wen?" Su Cheng blinked quickly, and then looked at his proud appearance and the speed of solving problems in his pen, so sour that he turned into sauerkraut in the old altar, "You are really awesome, other people fall in love to delay your study, but you Being different is actually the motivation for you to study, and you are the number one in the year group. If I had your skills, I wouldn't miss so many suitors."

Bai Yiming's hand holding the pen paused, his eyes gradually softened, and he said in a low voice, "No matter what you do, you can't delay your studies. I will try my best to make myself outstanding, so that I can stand beside my uncle like a man."

Hearing this, Su Cheng opened her eyes wide in surprise, and then looked at her friend who always surprised her with admiration and admiration.

It stands to reason that the students who can sit in the classrooms of Deshang No. [-] Middle School come from families that are either rich or noble, and most of them are living in salted fish, and some students are even dawdling around waiting to inherit the family business.

Of course, there are also three good students who study hard and want to be admitted to prestigious schools, such as Bai Yiming, who is obviously the young master of a wealthy family, and the richest uncle who loves him the most. If you accidentally pass the No.2 exam, you will blame yourself.

It has to be said that Su Cheng appreciates the tenacity of her friend very much, she really can't do it in a family that has arranged for her the way out.

With the capital of salted fish, why not lie down and win.

Perhaps, the reason why Bai Yiming worked harder than ordinary people was probably because Wen Jingyu was good enough, a man of the capital, a genius in business, handsome and rich, and he could win anything if he took it out.

Su Cheng glanced at the students who were studying quietly all around. After looking away, she gave Bai Yiming a thumbs up, and said silently with her mouth: Xiaobai is awesome.

Bai Yiming smiled back, bowed his head, and continued to work on the question.

In the evening, Wen Jingyu came to pick up people at the school gate.

The man is dressed more casually today, with a white body shirt and casual trousers, neat short hair, and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. It is difficult for anyone to look away.

He drove to pick up people himself, sat in the driver's seat lazily, with his cigarette hand resting on the car window, the other hand holding the phone hanging by his ear, his eyes fell on the front, always staring at the endless stream of traffic at the school gate. student.

At this time, he was talking on the phone with Bai Yucheng, his eyes flickering, making it difficult to see through his true emotions.

"Wen Jingyu, you are farting when I say it, right?! I warn you to stay away from Yiming, how dare you still go to him! Do you have my big brother in your eyes!"

blah blah blah...

On the other end of the phone, Bai Yucheng blushed and scolded, wow wow wow it took a long time before he stopped talking.

Wen Jingyu took a puff of cigarette casually, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Brother Cheng, how do I treat Yiming, what kind of person I am, others don't know, don't you believe me?"

"I just believe in you too much! That's why I let Yiming know your way!" It's okay not to mention it, but Bai Yu has a heart attack when he mentions the past. .

Wen Jingyu exhaled the smoke slowly, and said calmly: "I took the dumpling to dinner, and I promised him not to miss the appointment. Brother Cheng, don't worry, I will send Yiming back intact after the meal, and it won't take too long."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, Bai Yucheng seemed to be engaged in an ideological struggle.

Wen Jingyu narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, adding a bit of majesty, "Brother Cheng, do you really think that I will mess with Yiming?"

"..." Bai Yucheng wanted to say yes, but he didn't have the confidence.

For so many years, everyone has seen what Wen Jingyu has done to Bai Yiming, even more caring than his own father.In the final analysis, Bai Yiming took the initiative in this matter, and he couldn't rely on his good relationship with Wen Jingyu to be unreasonable.

This is him, if someone else pointed at Wen Jingyu and scolded him, he probably would have been thrown into the sea to feed the sharks long ago.

Bai Yucheng calmed down and let go: "Forget it this time, there will be no next time."

Wen Jingyu squeezed the phone tightly, the veins on the back of his hand exploded at a speed visible to the naked eye, but his tone was light: "Okay, Brother Cheng, I'll listen to you."

"Also!" Bai Yucheng said again, "It just so happens that you have an opportunity, you should explain clearly to Yiming quickly, so that he can get rid of this concern as soon as possible."

Wen Jingyu didn't answer, and hung up the phone directly, because he saw an extremely familiar figure walking out of the school gate.

The haze surrounding his heart just now was swept away, he quickly put out the cigarette butt, opened the car door and got out of the car, leaned handsomely on the car body, and waved at the young man.

"Tuanzi, here."

Bai Yiming fixed his eyes on the man, his eyes were bright and energetic, and he trot towards him excitedly with his schoolbag on his shoulders.

He almost ran into Wen Jingyu's arms just like before, hugged the man's waist and acted like a baby, poured out his missing, and asked if uncle could hug me.

Fortunately, he braked in time, and he kept telling himself in his heart that he was no longer a milk doll, he was too old to act like a baby, he is now an adult, and he should do what an adult should do.

But when he got closer, Bai Yiming still couldn't hold back. He stuck in front of Wen Jingyu, took off the sunglasses on the man's face, put them on the bridge of his nose casually, and put his hands on the man's arms, slightly Looking up, he looked closely at the man's handsome face through the gray lenses, and a faint smell of tobacco soon entered his nose. He smiled slightly: "Uncle, you smoke."

Wen Jingyu also laughed, but his heart was not as relaxed and joyful as it appeared on the surface. The young man's approach made his heart beat slightly out of rhythm. He quietly avoided the intimate contact of the other party, turned around to open the door, and said with a smile: "I just smoked." One, you discovered all of this."

Bai Yiming didn't think too much about it, he happily enjoyed the exclusive service of the president, bent down and got into the car, fastened his seat belt, took off his sunglasses and looked over and over again.

Wen Jingyu also got into the car, and said dotingly, "If you like it, you can play with it."

"Thank you, Uncle." Bai Yiming was not polite at all, and carefully put the sunglasses back into his schoolbag.

For so many years, he has taken many things from Wen Jingyu, and there are countless such small objects.

What Wen Jingyu didn't know was that every gift he gave, including the red sandalwood key chains he made, was very precious to Bai Yiming, especially the things Wen Jingyu used, because they were stained with belongings. The taste of a man can't afford to lose it.

Wen Jingyu started the car and gestured to the young man: "Let's go."

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at a famous Sichuan restaurant in Beijing.Don't look at Bai Yiming's long and juicy appearance, but he likes heavy flavors when he eats, and he doesn't like spicy food.

Wen Jingyu kept all his habits firmly in his heart, even small things like he didn't like to use ceramic chopsticks, he would always pay attention to them.

In addition, when Bai Yiming went out to eat with his uncle, he never took the menu, and his uncle always arranged it in advance, and all the exquisite cuisines were his favorite ingredients, and he never stepped on thunder.

Wen Jingyu loved him very much, and even gave him the illusion that he surpassed everything in the world.

It is precisely because of this that he has enough courage to confess.

It didn't take long for the two of them to sit down, and the dishes on the table were already served one after another, and Bai Yiming's heartbeat also accelerated accordingly.

At present, the delicious food with good color, fragrance and flavor is not as attractive to him as one-tenth of his uncle's.Everything about eating is secondary, he just wants to hurry up and confess his love, so that he and his uncle can have a lover and get married sooner.

He sneaked a few glances at Wen Jingyu. The thin clothes outlined Wen Jingyu's perfect muscle lines, which was really pleasing to the eye.The man lowered his head and was wiping his hands with a wet towel. An action that couldn't be simpler could be so elegant and gentlemanly.

"Uncle." Bai Yiming couldn't help calling out, his voice was very clear, and he took a mouthful of hot Maoxuewang by the way.

Wen Jingyu was extremely nervous, and hurriedly took a closer look, "What's wrong? Is it burning your mouth?"

"No," Bai Yiming smiled and shook his head, feeling warm in his heart, "It's delicious, you can eat it too."

"Okay." Wen Jingyu replied with a smile, and picked up chopsticks to add food to the dinner plate.

Bai Yiming has recently used his spare time to read several books of Chasing Husband, and has become more and more considerate. Instead of just focusing on cooking as before, he now uses serving chopsticks to pick up food for his uncle.

Wen Jingyu raised his eyes and smiled, complimenting him.

He was very happy for a while, but the endless desire of human beings drove him to want more, so he played a trick, and then used his own chopsticks to help Wen Jingyu add food.

Is this an indirect kiss?

How could Wen Jingyu know what was going on in his mind, and he was still struggling with what Bai Yucheng said.

The two had different thoughts and finished the dinner in a flat manner.

When it was about to end, Bai Yiming didn't want to miss this opportunity, put down his chopsticks ahead of time, and sat upright looking at the man across from him.

Wen Jingyu wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Are you full?"

"Ah."

Bai Yiming muffledly agreed.

Thinking of what to say next, he was so nervous that his hands hidden under the table clenched into fists.Even after a long time of mental preparation and countless rehearsals in front of the mirror, when he actually faced it, he would still be so nervous that he would have shortness of breath, and even blushed uncontrollably when facing his uncle's face. face.

"Duanzi, is it hot?" Wen Jingyu asked concerned.

"I'm not hot." Bai Yiming's face burned even more, but his eyes were clear and brave, "Uncle, I have something to tell you."

Wen Jingyu paused with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then smiled: "Is it because I don't like the birthday present and want to change it?"

"Huh?" Bai Yiming didn't expect the topic to turn to Ling, and was taken aback for a while, "It's not a gift..."

"That's..." Wen Jingyu guessed, "Want to go out to play?"

Bai Yiming pursed his lips and shook his head: "I want to tell uncle, I..."

"here."

Wen Jingyu suddenly snapped his fingers behind Bai Yiming, interrupting their conversation.

Soon, a waiter came over with a pile of food delivery carts, leaning against Bai Yiming's side, showing a formulaic smile: "Gentlemen, our signature dessert, do you need anything?"

Wen Jingyu nodded, and lightly knocked on the table, "Give me a copy for my nephew."

"Okay." The waiter put an exquisite pastry in front of Bai Yiming, and then pushed the cart away.

Bai Yiming lowered his head. He usually loves sweets, but now he was in a bad mood and just wanted to vomit. He even had a strange urge to overturn the table to express his dissatisfaction.

"Tuanzi, what's the matter?" Wen Jingyu observed him with a smile on his face, and his tone was very gentle.

Bai Yiming adjusted his emotions, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his face, the end of his eyes turned red at some point, looking very aggrieved, "What did you call me just now in front of others."

"Huh?" Wen Jingyu smiled and frowned, showing a very puzzled look, "What did I call you?"

Bai Yiming grabbed the tablecloth tightly and said, "You call me nephew."

Wen Jingyu always squinted his eyes habitually when he was emotionally turbulent, and soon recovered, smiling: "You are my nephew, Tuanzi, are you unhappy because of this?"

Bai Yiming bit his lip aggrievedly, lowered his head again, and said in a low voice, "I don't like it."

"Okay!" Wen Jingyu raised his hands and agreed neatly, "I won't bark anymore, at least in front of outsiders. I didn't expect you to care about your seniority. Did someone say that you are unhappy because of your junior seniority? You can only blame me Blame uncle for being too young."

When Wen Jingyu faced Bai Yiming, he didn't have the confidence, and he habitually pampered and gave in.

Bai Yiming was extremely depressed, he stuffed a big mouthful of pastry into his mouth, choked his nose so much that he almost cried.

Until the two walked out of the restaurant, Bai Yiming didn't have a chance to say his confession. Whenever he wanted to talk about it, Wen Jingyu would always divert the topic from left to right, and it was very natural. any clues.

Bai Yiming is very simple, but not stupid.

He had already vaguely felt something, and he, who had always been optimistic, finally realized deeply what it means to be sad and powerless.On the way back, he slumped in the co-pilot seat, huddled himself into a ball, closed his eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

Wen Jingyu thought he was asleep, and when he reached the gate of Bai's house, he didn't dare to wake him up.

Just turned off the fire and waited quietly.

In order to prolong the time spent with men, Bai Yiming simply pretended to be asleep, and even fantasized about the plot of the bloody Mary Su. When he was fast asleep, his uncle carried him out of the car, stepped into the house, and put him on the bed...

Thinking about it, Bai Yiming laughed out loud, his eyes didn't open, but his shoulders shook very badly.

Wen Jingyu sighed, reached out and pinched his soft earlobe, "Pretend to sleep? Huh?"

Bai Yiming suddenly stopped laughing, just for a moment, there was a numb feeling like an electric shock spread all over his body, and the ear touched by the man quickly heated up like a fire, turning red like a tomato.

Wen Jingyu also noticed it, and he couldn't tell what it was like. He was happy and regretted seeing Tuanzi's reaction so much, and soon thought of Bai Yucheng, and couldn't help but secretly cursed himself for being owed.

After a while, Bai Yiming's heartbeat slowed down, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Wen Jingyu gave him a gentle smile, leaned slightly to help him unbuckle his seat belt, subconsciously raised his hand to rub his hair.

It's a pity that I haven't touched it yet, my hand froze in mid-air for a second, and then retracted.

The feeling of being out of breath hit Bai Yiming's heart again, he was extremely disappointed and lowered his eyelashes, wanting to ask why.

He sat there sullenly and didn't get out of the car for a long time. Wen Jingyu felt uncomfortable, but he tried his best to mediate the atmosphere on the surface, and spoke with a faint smile: "Tuanzi, do you want me to take you in?"

Bai Yiming raised his eyes and asked without answering, "Can you accompany me to the suburbs next weekend?"

In the past, he often made similar requests, and Wen Jingyu would never refuse.He wanted to know what kind of answer Wen Jingyu would give him this time.

With apprehension and anticipation, he looked at the man close at hand without blinking, the anticipation and softness in his eyes were undisguised.

Wen Jingyu showed apologetic eyes: "Uncle has been too busy at the company recently, your Uncle Qin will return to Beijing tomorrow, let him accompany you."

Bai Yiming felt a certain corner of his heart cave in. He blinked lightly and stared at the man for two seconds. Seeing that the man was unmoved, he lowered his head in unconcealed disappointment, then opened the door and got out of the car.

"Forget it!" His tone was exaggerated, as if he had been wronged a lot, and he seemed to be angry.

Wen Jingyu looked at his back and called out: "Yiming..."

Bai Yiming didn't look back, and walked straight to the door of the house.

Wen Jingyu subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but when his hand touched the car door, he slowly put it down again.

So what if he chased after him, he couldn't give Bai Yiming what he wanted.

The author has something to say: I forgot to mention it, the companion article of this article "Baijiu Boiling Tangyuan" is over, CP Bai Zuoyao X Yunjiu, if you are interested, you can go and have a look.