Mr. Chen doesn't love me

Noda's room was empty.

A golden retriever approached me wagging its tail.I ignored it, but it approached me relentlessly.

I got really annoyed and kicked it.

This move may have hurt it, it howled and ran to the sofa to scratch, looking pitiful.

I felt a little regretful, got up and walked slowly to the sofa, I wanted to touch its head.

But it seemed a little afraid of me, and ran away with a "crack".

This makes me a little anxious.

I especially want to call Chen Yi.After hesitating for a long time, I just sent him a WeChat message.

"Are you going home tonight?"

After sending the WeChat message, I went to take a shower.Because I guess this message will be returned very slowly.

Sure enough, he didn't text me back until I was already lying in bed at night and I was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Although he doesn't love me, the news was sent very coincidentally.

"The company has something to do, so I won't return."

I stared blankly at the phone, the screen was so bright it pierced my eyes.

I clicked on my circle of friends, and the circle of friends was basically full of links to share, high school information and the like.

There are only a few photos of me and Mr. Chen holding hands, and the background is also a photo of me and Mr. Chen's back.

Chen Yi doesn't like to show his face.So I don't have a photo of us together, even so, I will try my best to tell my friends around me: I have a master.

I tapped on his circle of friends again.It was still empty inside, without a trace of me.

He doesn't even have a circle of friends.

Sometimes I even wonder if this is his trumpet.

After a while, my cell phone rang again.

Quite strange.

I quickly quit the circle of friends, click on the message box, I am used to replying to him in seconds.

"The original refrigerator is broken, and the spare small refrigerator has something to eat."

"Okay. I'll go to bed first, you go to bed early, good night."

"Go to bed early, good night."

I held my mobile phone and stared at the ceiling until my eyes were dry.

I got up from the bed and looked at the dialog box on the phone. His note was "Mr. Chen (Love)".

I stroked the heart emoji on the note on the dialog box and bit my lip tightly.I slowly got up from the bed and came to the living room.

The golden retriever in the living room was still awake, looking at me with its eyes open.

I forced myself to raise the corners of my mouth, tried my best to pull out a smile, waved at it, and shouted as briskly as possible: "Come here, Yuanbao!"

It lay on the ground without moving.

Yeah, it's not coming.

I squatted weakly on the ground, leaning against the corner of the wall and hugging my legs.I buried my head in my arms.

I knew in my heart that no matter how loudly or gently I barked, it would never come.

Yuan Bao is a golden retriever raised by Mr. Chen and I.

To be exact, I raised it.

Chen Yi doesn't like cats and dogs, but he tacitly allows me to keep Yuanbao.

I work in China, and Chen Yi's company is in country M.But we can meet often, the first reason is that he owns a company in China, which he opened personally, and he will come back to visit when he is free.

The second reason is that I am a glorious people's teacher, and I have winter and summer vacations.As long as there is a holiday, I will cancel all parties, big and small, and buy a plane ticket to fly to country M.

One day, I picked up a puppy in an alley in country M.I took it to the pet hospital, and the staff told me it was a golden retriever, and it was a bit weak.

I want to raise it.

I mentioned this matter to Mr. Chen, but he politely rejected me, probably because he felt that we could not take care of it.

I know he doesn't want to raise it.

I did not compromise.I acted like a baby to him, leaned on his shoulder, and gently rubbed my head against him.

"Mr. Chen, if I go back to China and you don't have time to take care of it, you can hire a nanny."

I proposed it to him a long time ago.This apartment is so big, but Mr. Chen or I usually clean it.

"No need to hire a nanny, Mr. Su, trust me, I will take good care of it when you are not around."

He kissed my forehead lightly.

Kiss kiss.

We kissed on the bed.

I lay in his arms that night and couldn't sleep a little.I really feel a little strange.He is rich, but why doesn't he hire a nanny.But I never dared to talk to him about my doubts.

I dare not ask him, let alone quarrel with him.

In fact, I am quite inferior in front of him.

He never talked about his career, and I never asked about it.

But I know his career must be very successful.

He often gives me some valuable things.He gave me a watch last year, and I secretly checked the price online, which was enough to earn my salary for ten years.

I have reminded myself many times that we must treat this love with an equal perspective.It's just the gap between us that makes it hard for me not to care.

I am just a small teacher. I came from the countryside. My parents are divorced. I have no car, no house, no hobbies, and I have never seen anything in the world.

But he has immeasurable wealth and an incomprehensible family background.He would take me to play golf on his course, and to ride his horses at the stud farm.

And Mr. Chen seems to know everything.

There will be calligraphy written by him hanging in the home, and there will be a seal carved by him.He spoke several languages ​​and helped me grade my high school politics homework.

It's just that I've been with him for so long, but I've never met his friends, nor his colleagues in country M.

I don't believe that he only has one real estate in country M. I often think, where will he go when he doesn't go home?

Gradually, I seemed to understand that I was within the scope of his plan.I can only go to his company in China, and I can only do activities near this apartment in country M.

The one that made me sad the most was the day when Yuan Bao fell ill.

Yuan Bao was not in good health, he was very unwell that day, we had to send him to the hospital.

After Mr. Chen sent Yuan Bao to the car, he drove away directly.

I must have had a lot of color on my face at the time, because it was really shocking.

I tried my best to run after the car, but he didn't stop.

He left me where I was.

I suddenly realized a somewhat serious problem: I don't seem to be able to get into his car casually.

I lost my temper with him after that day.I dare not really get angry with him.

I'm afraid that he thinks I'm annoying, and I'm afraid that he thinks I have a bad temper, and then he won't spoil me anymore, and just let me get out of his side.

He kept reassuring me.

Comforting me in bed, of course.

He whispered sorry in my ear. "At that time, Yuanbao's condition was not good. I was too anxious. I'm sorry, my Teacher Su."

He apologized softly, brushing his lips all over my body.

I can't stand this the most.

But I was not fooled by beauty, I didn't believe his words at all.

In fact, he didn't care about Yuan Bao at all.

If I don't remind him, he will never remember to add dog food to Yuanbao, and he will never take Yuanbao for a walk.Sometimes when Yuan Bao was sick, he would even show an impatient expression.

So that day he was not in a hurry for Yuanbao at all, he just wanted to leave me.

Or maybe he just doesn't want me in his car.

A series of things are like seeds, quietly buried in my heart.

In July of the previous year, I nestled on the sofa and waited for him to come home.

He sent a text message telling me not to wait for him and go to bed early.But that day was our five hundred days together.

In fact, I discovered it by accident the other day.

In fact, five hundred days is nothing to celebrate.

I just want to wait for him to come home.

Five hundred days is just an excuse for me to wait for him.

He seemed surprised when he opened the door.I smiled at him.

He took off his clothes, threw them into the washing machine, wrapped himself in a towel and went to the bathroom, walked up to me, picked my chin, and said softly, "Wait for me."

I kissed his cheek and said with a smile: "Wash slowly, don't rush."

He rubbed my head, smiled and went into the bathroom.

I immediately sank my face, sneaked to the washing machine, and quietly took out his clothes.

He is a decent man, but today he undressed at the door.

I should have been suspicious.Every time he doesn't come home, he puts me to bed early.And the next day I would find out that he had done his laundry.

I looked at the ironed flat suit and observed it carefully.

I don't know how I feel now, it's very bitter.But I faintly felt that it was a matter of course, and I told myself that I should be relieved.

The suit didn't smell of cigarettes that was his signature.

There is a somewhat complex smell, alcohol and perfume.

There was also a strand of blond hair stuck to the collar.

long hair.