Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

Wen Yu's expression was a little melancholy, as if she had something on her mind, and even her eyes revealed a trace of loneliness.

"Brother, but the feeling in my heart can't be erased just by erasing it. The heart is not the mouth. It's not that simple."

Wen Yu didn't say anything more, as if acquiescing to his statement.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? You seem to have something on your mind." Wen Xi asked with concern.

Wen Yu shook her head hurriedly, hiding the melancholy in her eyes, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about...where to go in the future."

"Mr. Qi is gone, don't you plan to stay long?"

Wen Yu said: "I came here because of him, now that he's gone, there's no need to stay any longer."

"Brother, you won't be..."

Wen Xi's face was slightly stagnant, and just in the middle of the question, Wen Yu interrupted him with a smile, "What are you thinking, I only respect Mr. Qi, he is a very good boss and leader, I admire him For people."

Wen Xi nodded in understanding, and suddenly thought of something, "You were always with Brother Mo Bei before, but you left suddenly without telling me why, this time...will you go back there?"

Wen Yu was silent for a moment, finally shook his head and said: "I won't go back, I should think about where I am going now."

"I opened a new studio, and the development is not bad. Would you consider going to my studio?"

Wen Yu didn't directly refuse, but changed the subject and said: "I'll hand over the work for a while, let's see after this time."

"Well, if you need anything, just give me a call."

As the sky was getting dark, the two went back to their own homes. Wen Yu let go of his exhaustion and lay down on the sofa, closing his eyes and wondering what he was thinking about.

Until there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the room, Wen Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the room behind him.

The man walked over with a calm expression and sat directly beside Wen Yu.

A trace of complexity flashed across Wen Yu's face, before being covered up by anger, "Why are you here?"

"Where do I want to go, is it difficult?" Mo Bei, who hadn't shown up for a long time, raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Wen Yu looked away, frowned and said, "Where did you get the key? How did you get in?"

He stretched out his palm and gently stroked Wen Yu's side face. Just when his fingertips touched the skin, Wen Yu avoided his touch like an electric shock.

Mo Bei's palms froze slightly, and a pair of dark eyes stared at Wen Yu for a moment, and Wen Yu felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze.

"I don't care how you got in, but if you can stop being so lingering in the future, I get annoyed when I see you." This is Wen Yu's rare irritability.

When he is in front of outsiders, he often has an image of a gentle and easy-going old man, only different when facing Mo Bei.

Mo Bei lowered his eyes, ignoring his temper, "Now that Qi is kicked out, it's time for you to come back."

"Go back? Where are you going?"

"Do you need me to explain more clearly?" He said, and moved two points to Wen Yu's side, with a persuasive tone.

Wen Yu stood up with a cold face, and distanced himself from him, "Mo Bei, I didn't want to argue with you before. But... today I made it clear that there is no way between us, you should hurry up give up."

Mo Bei's hands on his knees tightened slightly, and he raised his eyes to meet him, "You have been hiding for so many years, how long are you going to hide?"

As if being told what was on his mind, Wen Yu quickly turned his eyes away, and said in a strong tone: "What am I hiding? If I really want to have something to do with you, why should I keep avoiding you, I really don't want to have anything to do with you anymore Please stop pestering me a little bit. Otherwise... I don't know what I will do."

Wen Yu himself didn't realize that his expression was pretending to be a little unnatural.

"Do you threaten me?"

"Yes, it's a threat, I beg you to stay away from me now!" This may be the strongest sentence he said.

"In order to leave me, you actually threatened me, Wen Yu, I hope you... don't regret it."