Sand sculpture tyrant always called my wife

The wandering Bian Yunluo began to walk around the villa aimlessly. In order to escape the inexplicable emotions just now, Bian Yunluo didn't want to stay on this floor anymore, so he raised his feet and walked upstairs.

When he was a child, Bian Yunluo was thin and weak, his father's reputation was extremely bad, and because of his beautiful face that didn't match his gender because he didn't grow up, he became the object of exclusion in the class. After successfully entering Jiangda University, there was a change.

Unlike the poor mountain village, there is no one who knows him in the huge campus, and no one understands his dark past. Naturally, no one looks at him with sympathy or contempt.

Bian Yunluo can study with peace of mind and do what he wants to do.

Bian Yunluo's hand ran across the handrail of the stairs, all the way to the third floor. The corridors on the third floor are full of huge floor-to-ceiling windows with excellent lighting, and the window sills extend into the house.

From the window, you can see the pond and peacock garden in the courtyard of the villa.

Bian Yunluo sat casually on the window sill, pushed the window open a small crack, leaned against the window frame with his head tilted, staring at the deer in the deer park in a trance.

The evening breeze gently blows the broken hair on Bian Yunluo's forehead.

Bian Yunluo, who thought his college life would end smoothly, encountered an unexpected thing in his sophomore year. He received the first confession in his life.

Before that, Bian Yunluo devoted all his time and energy to studying and making money, and naturally he never thought about falling in love.

The girl who confessed to him was a freshman student who seemed to have seen him on the podium of a mathematical modeling competition. Afterwards, someone asked for his contact information and chatted with him on the pretext of asking questions. .

After chatting for a few days, the girl implicitly expressed her special feelings for Bian Yunluo.

How did he handle it?Bian Yunluo tapped his finger on the window sill slowly.

Ah, he remembered, to be honest, although Bian Yunluo had never thought about being in love, and his parents' marriage was not normal, he never thought that being in love was something that shouldn't be done.

For Bian Yunluo, every relationship should be respected, so after careful consideration, he asked the girl out.

At that time, it seemed that I went to a dessert shop, because it is said that sweets can heal sad emotions.

He solemnly explained his situation to the girl, then seriously and firmly rejected the girl, and comforted the girl embarrassedly after speaking.

The girl didn't cry, she just looked surprised, and said in a daze, "Senior...are you so serious about rejecting suitors?"

Bian Yunluo didn't expect the other party's reaction to be this way, and he later found out that the girl didn't really like him very much, but more of admiration, so it wasn't embarrassing after the two talked about it.

It's just that after that, the people around Bian Yunluo seemed to have pressed some strange switch, and the news of the confession came one after another, both men and women.

Without exception, Bian Yunluo rejected them seriously and gently.

Later, this incident spread in Jiang Da, and many people who were supposed to eat melons were actually poked by Bian Yunluo's gentleness, and their hearts were moved severely.

Fortunately, everyone somehow reached a subtle consensus in a place Bian Yunluo didn't know about. Since Bian Yunluo didn't want to fall in love, they shouldn't bother him anymore.

The tide of crazy confession dissipated like an ebbing tide.

Bian Yunluo's roommate told him these things when he graduated.

Suddenly a strong wind blew up the light-colored curtains behind Bian Yunluo, and Bian Yunluo subconsciously looked back at the constantly swinging curtains.

What flashed before his eyes was Ying Zaizhou's face just now.

Is he going to refuse to be in the state like he refused others before?Unexpectedly, Bian Yunluo hesitated.

But if he refuses, Ying Zaizhou will be very sad.

Bian Yunluo reached out and grabbed the bulging curtain, silently looking at the small goose-yellow floral flowers that Ying Zaizhou specially selected for him.

A voice in his heart told him that not only should Ying Zai Zhou be sad, but he also seemed reluctant to see Ying Zai Zhou sad.

But is it out of love?Or friendship?Bian Yunluo couldn't see his heart clearly for a while.

So what should we do?Bian Yunluo suddenly realized that he seemed unable to use his usual rational thinking to think and analyze this matter.

By the way, if Ms. Fang Yun knew about this, she would probably be upset. He should inform the other party first.

Bian Yunluo, who clearly wanted to convey the truth, failed to open Fang Yun's contact information for a long time.

However, the housekeeper he saw on the stairs just now was chatting with his aunt in the kitchen.

"Guess what I saw just now?" the butler said mysteriously, "Young master and Mr. Bian were making out upstairs just now. It was really not easy. In just a few years, young master will become an older man."

"Really, did you tell Madam?" The auntie also looked very happy, and patted the flour on her hands, "Oh, when will the wedding be held, shouldn't we also prepare some gifts?"

The butler nodded as a matter of course: "I must have said it, but Madam didn't respond at all. It feels like she already knew about it."

"That's right, madam must know more than we do." Aunt Chen put the wrapped crab roe buns into the drawer.

The ignorant Bian Yunluo upstairs finally sent a message to Fang Yun, but after hesitation, he only told Fang Yun that Ying Zaizhou might have had special feelings for him due to the influence of the script, and did not tell Fang Yun what happened.

Bian Yunluo thought that Fang Yun would be very surprised, and he didn't even need him to continue to cooperate with the treatment.

[Fang Yun]: So what do you think about being in the state?

But the message from Fang Yun was asking him back.

Bian Yunluo didn't want Fang Yun to lie.

[Bian Yunluo]: I have a crush on Mr. Ying, but I'm not sure if my feelings are the same as Mr. Ying's. I'm sorry that I can't give you a clear answer.

Fang Yun shook her head and sighed, and looked at her husband beside her resentfully.

"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?" Ying Bozhouji immediately said with great insight.

Fang Yun glared at him again with disgust: "Why didn't you teach your son some of the glib skills you had when you were young?"

"Great, glib?" Ying Bozhou felt that his young heart in his fifties had been severely injured. Could chasing his wife be called glib?

Besides, Fang Yun just likes him like that. Can Ying Zaizhou be blamed for not inheriting his high EQ at all?

Ying Bozhou was wronged, and his son was ill and his father was criticized.

Fang Yun didn't bother to talk to him. When Yingzhou was recovering, she took the time to tell her a lot about Bian Yunluo. At that time, she felt that something was wrong with this boy.

In addition, when Bian Yunluo asked her to help investigate the situation of the kind-hearted people who sponsored Bian Yunluo to go to school, Fang Yun felt that it was even more difficult.

Sure enough, after some investigation, it turned out that the one who funded Bian Yunluo at that time was the designer Yunze who had a close relationship with their family and watched Ying grow up in Zhouzhou.

After questioning, Fang Yun found out that the sponsor's real identity seemed to be Yunze, but in fact, it was Ying Zaizhou who was a child who contributed the money.

Do you even need to think about it?Ying Zaizhou came out of her stomach, and as soon as his butt poked out, she knew what this kid wanted to fart.

Fuck him, Bian Yunluo is his good friend, so take care of him.

He obviously had a crush on her, but he didn't dare to chase after him, and now he's out of his mind after wanting to chase after her.

Look at the stupid things her stupid son does all day long, if Bian Yunluo can fancy Ying Zaizhou, then he must be the reincarnation of Bodhisattva.

No matter how much Fang Yun complained in her heart, she still silently sent a message to her silly son to make up for it.

[Ms. Fang]: It’s okay, but I have to tell you something about Mr. Bian. We will not interfere with any relationship in the state, except for cooperation in treatment.Whether the two of you have friendship or love for each other, it is up to you.

[Ms. Fang]: Mr. Bian is very good. It is normal to like you in Zhouzhou. It doesn’t matter whether you have the same feelings in Zhouzhou or not. As long as you follow your heart and don’t hurt each other, that’s enough.

[Ms. Fang]: Of course, if the state forces you to do something excessive that you don't want, you can just beat him up, and I will cover all the medical expenses.

Bian Yunluo looked at the news and blinked dully. Ms. Fang... is still as decisive as ever.

Perhaps because the tone was too blunt, Fang Yun deliberately flipped through an emoji of cats fighting each other and sent it over.

Looking at the "excessive thing" in the last message, Bian Yunluo's face became inexplicably hot, and he raised his hand to touch the place where he should have kissed in Zhouzhou just now, and his ears, cheeks and neck all became red in an instant.

He had never been treated so intimately by someone unexpected from his mother, not even his sister.

Bian Yunluo was even more at a loss when he suddenly remembered what Ying Zaizhou said to his mother when they went to worship their mother together the day before yesterday. Did they just meet their parents without making sure of their relationship?

Bian Yunluo raised his head and looked at the room at the end. By the way, Ying Zaizhou seemed to have said before that he was not allowed to enter here.

The curiosity in his heart was suddenly aroused, Bian Yunluo stood up in a strange way, and walked towards the room full of his old materials and items.

The moment Bian Yunluo only touched the doorknob, he quickly withdrew his hand as if he had suddenly woken up.

No, it shouldn't be, everyone has privacy, and the state has clearly stated that he does not want him to enter here, and he should respect the state.

Bian Yunluo shook his head, put down his hands and walked back to the window again, he didn't care to appreciate the beauty of the setting sun in front of him.

Bian Yunluo, who has never been in a relationship, is very distressed. How should he distinguish between the two feelings?

Maybe try searching?

Bian Yunluo, who found the direction, entered the question "How do I know if I like someone?" in the search box.

A person who claimed to be proficient in psychology gave an answer below. When you really like someone, you will unconsciously pay attention to the other person, want to understand the other person, become more intimate, and at the same time have a strong tendency to reveal yourself , and possessiveness.

Bian Yunluo feels weird, why does it look no different from the socialist brotherhood he summed up?

Is the line between love and friendship so blurred?But he doesn't have any male friends who have been in love, and there seems to be no one who wants to consult.

Bian Yunluo could only suppress the doubts in his heart.

Ever since Ying made his confession in Zhouzhou, Bian Yunluo felt an unconscious sense of tension when he saw him again.

But the other party liked to cling to him more, and Ying Zaizhou lay down facing him for the first time at night, while Bian Yunluo turned his back to Ying Zaizhou, clutching the pillow restlessly, not daring to turn his head.

Someone poked Bian Yunluo's back, and he knew who did it without even thinking about it. Bian Yunluo closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, not wanting to turn around and face Zaizhou.

"Xiaoyun." Ying Zaizhou secretly called his wife, seeing that Bian Yunluo ignored him, he called three or four times in a low voice.

Seeing that Bian Yunluo's ears turned red, many elders who knew him liked to call Bian Yunluo that way. Although he felt that "Xiaoyun" seemed a bit feminine, he didn't feel too repulsive.

But now somehow, when these two words came out of Ying Zaizhou's mouth, it seemed different.

Bian Yunluo turned over abruptly, covered Ying Zaizhou's mouth with the quilt: "Why don't you sleep at night."

Ying Zaizhou, who was forced to shut up, blinked, then rolled his eyes, took Bian Yunluo's hand, pulled off the quilt covering his mouth, and rubbed in the direction of Bian Yunluo, the two faced each other face.

Bian Yunluo could clearly see the joy in Ying Zaizhou's eyes.

"I'll call you Xiaoyun from now on too, okay?" Ying Zaizhou smiled and looked at Bian Yunluo expectantly.

Feeling the pressure, Bian Yunluo leaned back with a flushed face, trying to widen the distance between the two: "Mr. Ying, do I think it's a bit inappropriate?"

However, Ying Zaizhou didn't seem to understand what he really meant, "Indeed, I should think of a unique name, Xiaoyun is too ordinary." Ying Zaizhou frowned as if thinking.

He has never been in a relationship, and he has never been in contact with these things. How should lovers address each other?baby, wife?This is too ordinary, not suitable for his identity as the dragon king killer and overlord: "Do you have a nickname?"

Nickname?Bian Yunluo hesitated for a moment. His mother never gave him a nickname, but when he was very young, he always called him and sister by "baby, baby".

Is this a nickname?Bian Yunluo raised his eyes to look at Ying Zaizhou, no, even if he has a nickname, he can't tell Ying Zaizhou, it's fine to call him Xiaoyun, for such a big person, what does it look like to be called Baobao, Bian Yunluo shook his head quickly.

This stumped Ying Zaizhou. His brain, which holds the lifeblood of the global economy, did not seem to have stored similar knowledge.

"By the way, I want to change my name, and you have to change it too." Ying Zaizhou put down his address for Bian Yunluo for the time being, he had already figured out how to call himself for his little wife in the study this afternoon.

Bian Yunluo asked Mr. Ying every day, and Mr. Ying called him, what kind of life has he become.

"From now on, you will call me husband." Although Ying Zaizhou was embarrassed when it came to this, he still insisted on looking directly into Bian Yunluo's eyes, so determined that Bian Yunluo even wondered if they were married.

Ying Zaizhou urged Bian Yunluo to open his mouth with his eyes. Under his overly hot gaze, Bian Yunluo opened his mouth slightly. After opening and closing, he finally spit out a sentence quickly: "It's too late, let's go to bed early, I have to work tomorrow."

After speaking, without giving Ying Zaizhou a chance to react at all, Bian Yunluo quickly turned around, leaving Ying Zaizhou with a round back of his head.

The atmosphere in the bedroom seemed to freeze, Bian Yunluo pursed his lips, and grabbed the corner of the pillow again, with his fingers so hard that his knuckles turned white, he even held his breath unconsciously.

There was the sound of cloth rubbing behind him, and he thought that Zaizhou was turning away from him.

Until the quilt on Bian Yunluo's body was lifted, and then his back touched a piece of warm body temperature that did not belong to him, but Ying Zaizhou's back.

Although Ying Zaizhou did not rashly hug Bian Yunluo directly from behind, he did not intentionally widen the distance between the two of them as usual. Closer to the distance between Bian Yunluo.

Ying Zaizhou closed his eyes in satisfaction with his little wife. He didn't want Bian Yunluo to call him husband directly just now. After all, Omega are very shy, and Bian Yunluo has to be given time to adapt.

Today should be considered as getting used to life after marriage in advance.

Bian Yunluo, who was shocked by what happened yesterday, was in a daze even when he came to school the next day.

"Teacher Bian?" Teacher Wang, who was sitting opposite Bian Yunluo and having breakfast with him, stretched out his hand and waved in front of Bian Yunluo's eyes, "Teacher Bian is in such a good mood today? What are you laughing at?"

Although they were all in a daze, Bian Yunluo's state was obviously completely different from when he found suspicious people at the school gate.

Before, Bian Yunluo's face was pale and he looked out of his mind, but now he was smiling and his face was rosy, as if something good had happened to him.

"Oh, that's right." Teacher Wang suddenly gave Bian Yunluo a shy look, and then poked the pie on the dinner plate with chopsticks, "Ms. Lu and I... are together."

"Huh?" Bian Yunluo, who had just recovered, looked at Teacher Wang in surprise, "Ah, congratulations."

It was indeed a little surprising that he didn't seem to notice any sparks between the two.

Wait, together?In other words, it happened to happen recently, and Bian Yunluo's mind moved slightly.

Glancing at Mr. Wang who was still twitching, he took a sip of soy milk without changing his expression, and after speaking a little, he said to Mr. Wang: "Excuse me, Mr. Wang, I want to ask a question."

"Just say what you want, you're so polite." Teacher Wang raised his hand to signal Bian Yunluo to ask casually.

Bian Yunluo put down the soy milk, and solemnly asked the question that troubled him for a long time yesterday: "How did you know that you like Teacher Lu?"

"How are you sure?" Teacher Wang tilted her head, rubbed her chin with sideways eyes, and couldn't answer Bian Yunluo's question for a while, "I just felt it, tsk, it's that kind, what is it called in Chinese? coming?"

"Ah yes, it can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words." Teacher Wang stretched out her hand and gestured, "If you have to say it, you can actually feel it in the previous relationship. She is different from others. Although I am a Talkative, but there are things I don’t want to tell others, I just want to talk to her, and when I think of her, I will smile unconsciously, no matter what happens, as long as I think of her, I will feel a sense of joy from the bottom of my heart.”

"Even when I see something nice or hear something interesting, I immediately want to share it with her. As long as she is happy, I will be happy." Teacher Wang said, her face was still a little hot, and she looked around in embarrassment .

In fact, I don't know if I don't say it. It seems that he has secretly fallen in love with Mr. Lu a long time ago.

Bian Yunluo folded his hands under the table and slowly tightened. His feelings for Zaizhou seem to be on par, but isn't this all brotherhood?

It was after he studied a while ago that he discovered that he had done a few...

"This, isn't this friendship? What is the difference between friendship and love?" Bian Yunluo was troubled.

"Friendship? That's different." Teacher Wang felt clumsy and tongue-tied, and didn't know how to explain it for a while. After thinking for a long time, he finally got along with a suitable statement.

"For example, you are my friend. I will share interesting things with you, and I will have physical contact with you shoulder to shoulder, but I will not have any feelings for you."

Bian Yunluo quietly listened to Teacher Wang's analysis. Teacher Wang said, if it's really the kind of buddies who wear a pair of pants together, they dare to say and do anything.

Because there is no strange feeling in my heart, I will naturally not restrain my hands, and I will not care whether my image will be rejected by the other party, and I will not feel that kind of shy blushing and heartbeat feeling, but love is the opposite.

This is the difference between friendship and love.

"It sounds like love is more impulsive and contains desire?" Bian Yunluo muttered to himself, but fortunately, there was a lot of noise in the cafeteria, and even Teacher Wang who was opposite couldn't hear what he said.

Bian Yunluo loosened his clenched hands slightly, maybe he really... likes Ying Zaizhou?

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, just keep talking, class will start soon." Teacher Wang looked at his watch and hurriedly urged Bian Yunluo.

Bian Yunluo lowered his head and bit the straw: "Yes."

At noon, Bian Yunluo was still thinking about Ying Zaizhou, so he ran to the grove behind the teaching building, leaned quietly on the tree trunk, and stared at the dead branches above his head in a daze.

At this time, the death-like ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly pulled back his thoughts of running away.

It was another unfamiliar number, Bian Yunluo didn't suspect anything, and answered the phone as usual: "Hello, hello."

There was no response from the other side, Bian Yunluo asked a few more hello, and when he was frowning and was about to hang up the phone, the person opposite finally spoke up.

It was a strange and hoarse male voice: "Zhuo Yunluo?"

"Excuse me?" Bian Yunluo felt a little strange. He had changed his name a long time ago, and not many people knew that his surname was Zhuo.

The person opposite laughed, and that disgusting laughter made Bian Yun's back shudder: "I'm Dad, why don't I even remember my own father?"