Please don't be so hard on me!

When the Lantern Festival was approaching, Luo Minghan's social activities became less frequent, and Guan Yingtao's visits were also less frequent. He only went to show up when he was urged three times and invited four times.

Guan Yingtao's teeth were sour: "Luo Minghan, I've never seen you play like this."

He thought Luo Minghan was playing a game, and when he left, he chuckled: "I hurt my self-esteem on my birthday last time, this time I went all out."

"Luo Shaozhen is nice to people, and the ice cubes can be melted, so he won't worry about breaking up and it will end badly?"

"You don't understand," Guan Yingtao said, "That's what people play with. The intimacy in love is at most a bonus experience. It really makes him want to watch others go crazy for him."

A circle of foxes and friends started a game to place bets, and smiled ambiguously: "Why don't you bet on this?"

Guan Yingtao snorted meaningfully: "What's there to gamble on? Isn't it just crying, making trouble, and hanging himself, and coming to my place to block people from going crazy? Playing crazy, rolling around, swearing and swearing, it's boring."

In fact, he has a very strange impression of Miao Cun. On the one hand, he thinks he is very attractive, but on the other hand, he thinks that he is so noble that he has no eyesight. It is no wonder that he has come to swim and flaunts that he is pure and different. Luo Minghan will fight for him.

"I said, are all of you financial people so good at pretending?" Somebody laughed, "I thought he really changed his mind?"

"Come on, look, this guy hasn't changed his mind," Guan Yingtao said loudly, "It's only going to get worse!"

These words were not dared to say a word in front of Luo Minghan, so it was just a joke behind the scenes, just like picking up celebrities.Luo Minghan didn't care about his reputation, he returned home earlier every day, and arrived home at five o'clock on the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, but Miao Cun was not there.

Aunt Qian stared at him wide-eyed: "Don't you know, Miu Miao said that school was about to start, so she moved back."

Luo Minghan: "?"

Facts have proved that whenever he claims to have a deeper relationship with Miao Cun, Miao Cun will tell him in an unexpected way: You think too much.

He is handsome and suave every day, and now he is holding a bouquet of flowers, which he stopped to buy on a whim when passing by the flower shop on the corner of the street.

When no one was around, he had nowhere to send flowers, which seemed a kind of down-and-out foolishness.

Aunt Qian was even more stupid. She took the flowers from him and babbled: "It's the first time I saw you bring flowers back. Did the company go well today?"

Luo Minghan's expression was uncertain: "Have you finished moving everything?"

"It's nothing at all. I packed a suitcase when I came here, and it's still the same when I left." Aunt Qian asked Uncle Ze to get the vase, "Did you forget it when he mentioned it to you? Eh——what are you doing?"

Luo Minghan took two steps towards the elevator entrance, then came back abruptly, and fiercely snatched the flowers back from Aunt Qian: "Send flowers!"

Miao Cun spent two hours cleaning the house and was already happily waiting for school to start.The large group of oil painting department is filled with all kinds of information and guidance for the start of school. He took out all the information and wrote them down in the reminders. When he remembered the fifth thing, the doorbell rang crazily, one after another,.... .

Luo Minghan supported the door, and said impatiently, "Open the door!"

Miao Cun shouted through the door: "Don't you have a card?"

"Did not bring!"

Miao Cun had no choice but to put down his phone, and as soon as he opened the door, a white rose was stuffed into his arms with a vicious voice, the tip of his nose was rubbed with pollen, and then his whole body was hugged and kissed.

Miao Cun's tears were kissed, and the flowers were about to cry, because they were crushed and withered.

All the way to send a lonely.

Luo Minghan asked his teacher, "Who told you to leave without saying hello?"

"I said hello."

"When?"

"I said I was going to start school."

Luo Minghan: "..."

"You are so smart, Tsinghua University undergraduate, with an IQ of [-], you can't fail to recognize it?"

Luo Minghan was so suffocated, Miao Cun observed his inexplicably angry face, thought for a while, and finally decided to care about his heart: "What do you want to say."

"Can't you live here forever?" Luo Minghan asked with an unnatural expression, "I'll ask the driver to take you off every day."

"No." Miao Cun refused without even thinking about it: "I don't like getting up early, as long as I can sleep for an extra minute, that's fine."

It's really far from there to the University City. When I first chased people, I laughed at my patience in my heart.Don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others, and asking Miao Cun to go to school across half of the city every day is obviously not what a good boyfriend should do.

After the Lantern Festival, the school officially started, and Miao Cun had elective courses at night, and he always received messages from Aunt Qian, saying that the house was without him, and everyone from the master to the servant felt uncomfortable.

How did you force Aunt Qian, and asked cautiously: "If you are free, come and have dinner. You are not here, and the table looks empty."

Lao Yan also cared about him, saying that he couldn't figure out Luo Minghan's taste, and he just wanted to make authentic Banna dishes for Miao Cun to eat. He was not here, and Luo Minghan only ate picky.

Uncle Ze sent him photos of the studio every other day, saying that a new batch of albums were collected today, which were issued in limited quantities by foreign museums. He pretended to ask Miao Cun, "Did you forget to take them away?" The question made Miao Cun feel itchy.If one volume fails, there will be another volume, just like the river god asking a woodcutter, did you drop this golden axe, or this silver axe, or this super invincible eight-star eight-arrow full-drill axe?

Miao Cun formed a group while get out of class was over, and said blankly, "Don't be so troublesome, let's talk together."

"Miao Miao said, don't be so troublesome..." Aunt Qian repeated it word by word while wearing reading glasses: "Let's...together?"

Luo Minghan: "..."

Uncle Ze comforted him intimately: "It's okay, Miao Miao is already in the second semester of her sophomore year, and in two and a half years, she can skip going to school and live wherever she wants."

Aunt Qian rolled her eyes silently and gave him an arm.

"Oh." Uncle Ze was an honest man, suddenly realized that he had said something wrong: "I forgot that Miao Miao is going to go abroad soon, so it's okay."

Everyone: "..."

It's all right, you fart, just shut up!

Miao Cun could probably sense that Luo Minghan was upset, and he was less frequently looking for him. After much deliberation, he was not good at pleasing people, so he reluctantly shared three meals a day with Luo Minghan, which probably meant that you see, when I was eating I'll still take the time to think about you.

Luo Minghan snorted coldly at Aunt Qian, and smiled, "Do you know what this means?"

Aunt Qian: "What do you mean?"

Luo Minghan, Tsinghua University undergraduate and master, with an IQ of [-], revealed a calm complacency in his determination: "We Miao Miao are not good at words, what he means is that he wants to eat three meals a day with me, without me, Every meal he ate was tasteless."

Aunt Qian: "...Is it...?"

Luo Minghan's mind has already turned to the next topic: "He hinted like that, I can't pretend I don't understand."

As a housekeeper who knows how to read the employer's mind, Aunt Qian's heart is already ringing with alarm: "You, what do you want to do?"

·

After returning home after the last class on Friday, there was a courier lying outside the door, which was a sealed document bag.Miao Cun checked the sender and found that it was an anonymous mail. He tore off the seal and slipped out two cards. There was also a champagne-gold envelope that exuded a light perfume. Inside was a greeting card with a line of beautiful cursive calligraphy on the card. , a certain floor of a certain building in a certain community.

Miao Cun: "..."

He underestimated Luo Minghan.

After the phone showed that the express delivery was successful, Luo Minghan began to wait anxiously.The house is a big jump, and the usable area is not much smaller than the original villa.This kind of high-end apartment is checked in with bags. In order to welcome the new owner, every corner has been cleaned inside and out.It's too late to get a studio, and I want to wait for Miao Cun to come, choose a studio and then decorate it.

But in the middle of the night, he didn't even eat dinner, and he didn't see Miao Cun's figure.

Every ding of the elevator can affect his mind, every high beam of a car can make his heart beat, but every time it will slowly fall back.

Miao Cun's failure to come is like silently taking off the jade bracelet and giving it back on New Year's Day. It is a silent but firm refusal.

"Miao Miu," Matt looked at the game screen that had been waiting for a long time, and asked inexplicably, "Are you bewitched?"

Myu put away the gamepad.It was the weekend and I wanted to relax, but I was thinking about the present in a mess.

He has been lying to Luo Minghan that he is studying in a vocational school. This is the cornerstone of all these lies, and it is already shaky. If Luo Minghan is really allowed to live together near the university town and send a driver to pick him up and go to school every day, then he will soon show his true self. .

Luo Minghan will see through all the truth, and then all of this will be like dominoes being pushed down. After a while, Luo Yuanhe will know all his filth, cowardice and filth.

Whether or not to agree to Luo Minghan's request to live together was originally a multiple-choice question that could be done with the toes without much thought, and it was clear at a glance which one was more important.

The doorbell rang, "Hello, same city delivery, pick up at your door!"

Miao Cun opened the door.

"Did you place the order?"

"it's me."

"Where are your belongings?"

Miao Cun hesitated on his toes for a fraction of a second. He gripped the doorknob tightly and apologized, "I've changed my mind. There's no need to send it away."

"Ah? Then you..."

"Just click on deliver, thanks for your hard work."

Matt watched Myuu sitting cross-legged on the carpet with a puzzled expression.

"Matt, I found something."

Matt pretended to be listening.

"Maybe I've been with a person for a long time, and even if I don't have feelings for him, I can't bear to see him sad." Miao Cun said blankly, "It turns out that people are not grass, how can they be ruthless?"

What's more, Luo Minghan looks the same as Mr. Luo.Seeing that sad face, I can't bear it no matter what.

Matt wanted to say something, but as a proud Germanic nation, he had a sense of boundaries engraved in his bones. In the end, he had no choice but to leave a sentence: "I don't understand Chinese, and you don't understand emotions."

Because of this unresolved matter, Miao Cun didn't have the nerve to look for Luo Minghan at night, and Luo Minghan didn't look for him either.

Early the next morning, everything was back to normal again. Luo Minghan called him in a very casual tone: "Have you checked the key and address I gave you yesterday?"

Miao Cun lied clumsily: "I saw it."

There was no stagnation in Luo Minghan's voice. He even smiled, and then asked gently: "What do you think of that house? It's a foreclosure house. I want to buy it for my parents. They want to live closer to Luo Yuanhe."

Miao Cun opened his lips and bit the tip of his tongue when he spoke: "I think it's pretty good, uncles and aunts should like it."

It seems that he is being sentimental, but he was embarrassed for so long yesterday.

Luo Minghan paused for a while, and his tone became more gentle, "I wanted to go to see it with you, but there was an impromptu meeting yesterday. If it's convenient, please send the key back in the afternoon."

Miao Cun said, "Okay."

"But Luo Yuanhe will only return to China in the second half of the year, what I think is..." Luo Minghan leaned on the balcony holding a white pipe.It's not spring yet, but the wind is already blowing.He was blown out of his head by the wind, and that's why he felt untimely resentment.

Miao Cun gripped the phone tightly.

"If you don't live in a house, you will grow old quickly. If you think it's not bad, would you like to live there for a few days at any time?"

Miao Cun didn't speak, his breathing was shallow.

"It seems meaningless, doesn't it?" Luo Minghan found the steps for himself hastily and decently: "Your house is pretty good now, and it's annoying to change it."

"Is that neighborhood haunted?" Miao Cun asked suddenly.

Luo Minghan choked for breath, his voice was low but empty: "What?"

"That foreclosure neighborhood," Miao Cun asked again seriously, "is there any haunted stories?"

Luo Minghan gave a short laugh, leaned on the balcony railing, breathed deeply and calmly, and his voice was tinged with warmth: "No, no one died here, and no one committed suicide. The surrounding area is not a cemetery. There are temples, haven’t you seen it? There is no need to play the Diamond Sutra at night.”

The flowers that bloom in spring are the most stupid, because as soon as the weather warms up, they will bloom happily. In fact, they don’t know that spring has not come yet, and spring is still far away.

But sometimes people are as stupid as flowers.

The taxi stopped, and Miao Cun was on the phone, so he took out messy change from his pocket to pay the fare. When he got out of the car, he was blinded by the wind.

Holding the card with the address in his hand, he said to Luo Minghan, "If there is no ghost story..."

He raised his head and counted to the fifth floor, and was stunned.

The man leaning on the railing was also stunned. He was wearing a white shirt and looked unafraid of the cold, holding an unlit cigarette with his fingertips.

Miao Cun slightly hooked his lips towards him, and his voice reached Luo Minghan's ears through the earpiece: "...you can also stay here once in a while."