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The main hall of the Bai family.

The indoor lights are bright, and Bai Yucheng is standing in a corner of the living room, holding a golf club in his hand, pretending to be wiping it with a handkerchief.

Hearing the movement at the door, he slowly loosened his frowning brows, trying to show himself as a strict father who is not angry and majestic, and kept organizing words in his mind to say a few words.

"Dad, I'm back."

Bai Yiming's clear and clean voice soon came from behind.

Bai Yucheng let out a "huh", put down the cue in his hand, turned around and was about to say "You still know how to come back", but when he met Shang Bai Yiming's eyes, he swallowed the words went back.

Bai Yiming was carrying a backpack, and stood obediently at the door. He still had a clean and delicate face, but his eyes were tinged with melancholy, and he seemed to be troubled by something.

"It's good to be back." Bai Yucheng changed his subject, originally wanted to teach him a few words, but in the end he relented and didn't say harsh words.

Bai Yiming grabbed the shoulder strap of the backpack, hung his head sullenly, said softly, "I'm going to practice the piano first," and then walked straight to the second floor.

Watching his back disappear, Bai Yucheng was in extremely complicated mood, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief and felt an inexplicable resentment.

Seeing Bai Yiming's look of lovelessness in his life, he probably lost his love.Bai Yucheng guessed that Wen Jingyu had made it clear and completely rejected Bai Yiming, that's why his son was so sad.

He should be happy, but Bai Yucheng was dissatisfied from the bottom of his heart.

The bastard just rejected his son so simply?

Without any hesitation or thought?

His family Yiming is so outstanding, handsome and sensible, with good academic performance and can play the piano, why isn't he worthy of a bastard's heart?

"It's better this way, it saves me from going to jail."

Muttering something like a complaint, Bai Yucheng turned around and picked up the cue to continue wiping, but his eyes were extremely sad and angry.

Piano room on the second floor.

Bai Yiming was sitting in front of a Steinway piano, with a straight posture and a devoted expression. He had already played the piece "Daydream" six or seven times in a row, the rhythm was constantly accelerating, and his slender, white fingers were dancing flexibly on the keys.

At the end of the song, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the sunglasses placed on the piano.The moonlight outside the window was astonishingly bright, casting an arc on the lens, refracting a faint light, and he was in a trance.

"Click" sound!

The lights in the room suddenly turned on, and Bai Yiming subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, and quickly moved them away.

Zhao Wantong stood at the door, tilted her head and looked at him, slightly puzzled: "Yiming, why don't you turn on the light?"

"It's over." Said, Bai Yiming stood up from the chair, picked up the sunglasses, walked to the sofa, picked up his schoolbag, and stuffed the mirror into the backpack.

When he walked to the door, Zhao Wantong suddenly stopped him, looking hesitant to speak.

He blinked and said in a clear voice, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Zhao Wantong sighed inwardly, her tone was soft: "Yiming, can we chat?"

What are you talking about, are you talking about Wen Jingyu?

Bai Yiming lowered his eyelashes, depressed: "I don't feel well today, can I do it another day?"

He doesn't want to hear any topics about Wen Jingyu now, especially when the name comes from his parents' mouths. Talking too much will only make him more upset.

Neither Bai Yucheng nor Zhao Wantong can say what he wants to hear according to the current developments. His parents will only stop him from chasing after him, instead of encouraging him to move forward boldly.

"Yiming, your father and I are also doing it for your own good. At your current age, you are mainly studying. As for emotional matters..."

Zhao Wantong wanted to say something more, but Bai Yiming's eyes were too clear, with some moisture, like fragile treasures, making people reluctant to destroy them.

She felt a little distressed, took back what she was going to say next, and changed the topic: "Forget it, you go back to your room to rest first, and you have to go to school tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mom, for your understanding." Bai Yiming thanked him sincerely, turned and left without any hesitation.

Late at night, under the moonlight, the young man lying on the bed tossed and turned, Wen Jingyu's face always flashed before his eyes, his handsome face made him feel confused.

With a "ding", the WeChat notification sounded.

He came to his senses in an instant, reached under the pillow and fumbled, and quickly found the phone.

When he saw clearly who the person who sent the WeChat message was, the light in his eyes dimmed a little bit.

He should have known earlier, how could his uncle send him a message in the middle of the night.

The only person who can do this kind of thing is Su Cheng, a "crazy" little boy.

Su Cheng sent him an emoticon pack with a mysterious smile, and within a few seconds, he sent another string of text: [Bao, are you asleep? 】

Bai Yiming laughed unconsciously, and typed a reply: [I was woken up by you, your goal has been achieved. 】

Cheng Zi: [Hey, do you want to come out and say hello? 】

noob:【? 】

Bai Yiming rolled his eyes and hurriedly asked: 【It's so late, where are you? 】

Orange: [KOKOMO in Sanlitun, tonight the lobby has invited a rapper, I like it very much. 】

Bai Yiming squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and said: 【Don't play too late, go back early. 】

Cheng Zi: [It's over soon, I just wanted to ask if you would come. If you can come to join us, I will ask the loyal dogs to accompany you until dawn. 】

【...】

Bai Yiming couldn't laugh or cry, and quickly typed a reply: [Farewell, next time, you go home quickly, so that Uncle Su won't look for you all over Beijing. 】

After the transmission was successful, Bai Yiming put the phone next to the pillow, facing the ceiling, closed his eyes and began to feel sleepy.

Soon, the phone next to him buzzed.

Bai Yiming's heartbeat couldn't help but beat faster again, and when he saw the caller ID, he couldn't help secretly complaining about thinking too much.

He picked it up and said softly, "Chengzi, what's the matter."

"Little Bai, you crow mouth!" Su Cheng complained, "I just finished chatting with you, and when I looked up, I saw my dad's driver!"

"..." Bai Yiming sighed maturely, "That's just right, the end of the term is coming soon, you should calm down."

"Xiaobai, let me ask you." Su Cheng's brain became a little bigger when he heard it, and he changed the subject in time, "Have you met Uncle Wen today, how is the progress?"

Bai Yiming didn't feel sleepy at all, so he just sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, and chatted seriously: "We met, but I didn't have a chance to confess my love."

"Ah, why..." Su Cheng felt it was a pity, full of curiosity, "You flinched?"

It's impossible to think about it, Bai Yiming is a master who dares to love and hate.

"It's just..." Bai Yiming scratched his head depressingly, pulling up some of his fluffy and soft hair, looking cute.

"It feels like he is hiding from me and doesn't give me a chance to speak. I always feel that something is wrong."

"Xiaobai, let me analyze it for you."

Su Cheng, who drank half a glass of wine, was extremely clear-headed. Combined with the recent series of events, he immediately became an emotional master, "Is it possible that this is the case? Uncle Bai secretly found Uncle Wen. Think about it, Uncle Bai's violent His temper is like a gunpowder keg, do you think he can hold back, and then he has to come to the door with a knife?"

Worries immediately appeared in Bai Yiming's eyes, he had already unconsciously imagined the scene, and then thought of his uncle who was intact, his suspenseful heart gradually sank, and he said "um" to the phone.

Su Cheng thought for a while and analyzed carefully:

"If Uncle Bai had approached Uncle Wen, then there must be a showdown between the two of them. I guess your dad has already confessed your love for you. I'm really curious about Uncle Wen's expression at that time. It must be very exciting."

Bai Yiming opened his mouth, he had expected it without Su Cheng's reminder, he couldn't help feeling sad, "Chengzi, according to you, uncle already knows that I like him, so he avoids me, is it proof? ..."

"Prove what?" Su Cheng asked subconsciously.

Bai Yiming bit his lip and said with difficulty: "He doesn't like me, that's why he avoids me."

"That's not necessarily true." Su Cheng was very optimistic, "Think carefully, is it because Uncle Bai threatened him that he hid from you? It doesn't matter if you like you or not, don't be too discouraged, and think about everything better, Xiaobai in my impression is not a person who complains about himself."

Bai Yiming smiled: "I will never be discouraged, let alone give up easily."

He understands some truths, but he just doesn't say them.

There are many obstacles between him and Wen Jingyu, such as parents, age, identity gap, etc. If he wants to achieve a positive result, he must take the first step, otherwise he and Wen Jingyu will never be possible.

"Xiaobai, I think some things should be made clear in person," Su Cheng encouraged him, "You have to tell Uncle Wen that you like it in person, so that you can get the answer you want. No matter whether the result is what you want, it's better than being vague like this." Qing is better."

Su Cheng's words were not unreasonable, but this awakened Bai Yiming a little bit. He was hiding in a corner to guess what his uncle was thinking, so it would be more enjoyable to ask him directly.

Thinking of this, Bai Yiming made up his mind that he would break through the window paper with Wen Jingyu as soon as possible. He didn't want to give the man a chance to escape, and he didn't want himself to live in suspicion and anxiety every day.

It has always been Bai Yiming's way of life to make a decision and do it.

In the evening two days later, after a day of classes, he ordered the driver to drive to Wen's Group, and went directly to the company to find someone without saying hello in advance.

When he arrived at the place, he sent the driver away with a few words.

The driver was worried at first, but when he heard that he was looking for Mr. Wen, he readily agreed.After all, Bai Yiming has been sticking to Wen Jingyu's side since he was a child. This is a well-known fact. The driver can't count the number of times he drove Bai Yiming to Wen's Group to find someone.

Bai Yiming didn't contact Yang Wenze, nor went in to find someone, but stood alone on the edge of the flower bed in front of the group building, blowing the breeze with the fragrance of grass and flowers, and waited quietly.

After a long time, the figure he had been waiting for finally appeared.

Wen Jingyu was dressed in a decent formal attire, with a dignified and dignified air. He was followed by several familiar subordinates. One helped to open the door, and the other waved for the driver. They came out of the group slowly and were walking down the steps.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and Qi Qi looked forward.

Not far away, there was a figure beside the private car. The young man was tall and slender, with clear eyebrows, as if surrounded by dew, looking at them with a smile.

Wen Jingyu hurriedly took two steps to come to the young man, and put his cool palm on the other's arm, his eyes were full of concern and unexpected joy: "Tuanzi, why are you here?"

Bai Yiming smiled sweetly: "Come to find you."

"Why don't you call and say something?" Wen Jingyu said while taking out his mobile phone, with a hint of reproach, "If I'm not in the company, wouldn't it be a waste of time to wait?"

"Just here." Bai Yiming smiled indifferently.

In fact, he had waited for a long time, and he was not sure, but he firmly believed in his heart that Wen Jingyu would appear, and it didn't matter how long he waited.

Wen Jingyu didn't know what he was thinking, so he nodded helplessly on the tip of his nose, and said softly: "Remember to call next time, uncle will come out to pick you up."

"Okay." Bai Yiming responded obediently.

Wen Jingyu's heart softened, and he couldn't help touching the young man's soft hair, "Is it hot? I'll ask Wen Ze to get you a bottle of iced soy milk."

"Uncle," Bai Yiming suddenly grabbed the man's wrist, his clear eyes focused on him, "I'm not hot, I don't want to drink soy milk."

The smile on Wen Jingyu's mouth was slightly suppressed, and he had a vague premonition that the reason why Tuanzi came to him today was not simply because he wanted to meet him.Bai Yiming has given him a lot of "surprises" recently, and he is instinctively cautious.

Thinking that the two broke up at the gate of Bai's house a few days ago, he was no better than Bai Yiming. He felt distressed and helpless to Bai Yiming, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Tuanzi, don't be angry with uncle. gone?"

Bai Yiming was taken aback for a moment, and realized the meaning of his words, with a familiar smile on his face: "Don't be angry, I know that uncle is busy with work, but I'm not sensible enough to bother uncle."

"It's fine if you don't get angry." The depression in Wen Jingyu's heart dissipated, so that his eyebrows and eyes softened, and he patted the top of the young man's head lightly, "Let's go, uncle will take you back." As he said, he wanted to withdraw himself The wrist held by Bai Yiming moved, but he didn't break free.

He looked at the other party with some surprise: "Tuanzi?"

Bai Yiming refused to let go, with a very serious expression: "Uncle, I have something to say to you alone."

Wen Jingyu's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't stop what should come, when he met Shang Bai Yiming's longing eyes, he knew that he couldn't escape today.

After arranging the drivers and assistants around him, Wen Jingyu took Bai Yiming back to the group, opened a lounge, and asked Yang Wenze to bring two bottles of iced soy milk.

He waved his hand and signaled Yang Wenze to go out and wait. The other party understood, smiled and left the room, and ordered others not to disturb.

The huge lounge fell silent. The two used to be alone, but this time the atmosphere was particularly delicate.

Wen Jingyu picked up a bottle of soy milk, unscrewed the cap easily, found a clean cup, poured half a cup into it, and handed it to Bai Yiming who was sitting on the sofa.

Bai Yiming took it and held it in his hand, but didn't drink it.His eyes were always on Wen Jingyu, his expression was a little nervous, and he wanted to speak.

Wen Jingyu looked back at him with a smile, and sat down on the empty seat beside him, with a deep and magnetic voice: "Tuanzi, is there anything unhappy recently?"

Bai Yiming didn't go around the bush, and asked straight to the point: "Did my father look for you?"

Wen Jingyu's heart was moved, but his expression didn't change: "Your father looks for me every day, and you, Uncle Qin, isn't it normal for the three of us to get together?"

Bai Yiming seemed dissatisfied with this answer, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, I'm asking you seriously."

"Yiming..."

The smile on the corner of Wen Jingyu's mouth froze slightly, and he clasped his hands together and rubbed repeatedly, "I know you're not happy recently, Uncle wishes you a happy life, you can tell me what's on your mind, or what you want to do, or what you want You should be clear about what you want, as long as you ask, uncle will do what he can for you."

"Really?" Bai Yiming's eyes sparkled with crystal light, carrying a bit of aura, which made people's mind infinite reverie.

Wen Jingyu nodded with a smile, his eyes were extremely gentle: "Of course it is true, as long as I can do it."

Bai Yiming also smiled, with the corners of his eyes crooked, and he said in a coquettish tone: "I want you."