Men will affect my speed of eliminating demons

In fact, Wan Le felt that what was more frightening than Luo Wenduan's ignorance was that Luo Wenduan understood it. Luo Wenduan just didn't like him.

The feeling of "like" is really difficult to hide. For the person who has a crush on it, hiding the feeling is already a kind of penance, but the fanning of others makes this secret practice even more difficult.

Wan Le himself understands that his feelings are dull when others tease him about his relationship with Luo Wenduan. Before that, Wan Le kept a secret from him and didn't dare to think too much about it.

Wu Yun said: "He doesn't seem like someone who likes boys."

"I don't know," Wan Le said, a little dazed, feeling a little tired, "Let him go."

Wu Yun said: "If you like it, you should pursue it bravely. Wanle, Youonlyliveonce, don't leave regrets in life."

"Actually, for people like us, the words Youonlyliveonce are doubtful..." Wan Le said, "But I feel that it goes without saying that he doesn't like me."

Wan Le was a little frustrated, but he still cheered up, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "Forget it."

Wu Yun suddenly said: "Wan Le, I like you."

Wan Le blushed, fidgeting, and said, "Oh, oh...me."

Wu Yun looked at him and said with a smile: "I know you like Luo Wenduan. But I still want to tell you, I think you are very brave, different from others, those who bully me are not half as brave as you, you helped me that day , really saved me, I was already desperate, but I didn't expect that you and Luo Wenduan were willing to help me, you treat me as a real normal friend, no boy has ever treated me like this."

Wan Le suddenly felt relieved, and said with a smile: "You are actually just moved."

Wu Yun was a little surprised, and said, "Why do you say that?"

Wan Le: "Actually, you just think I'm not bad, you don't like me."

Wu Yun looked at him seriously and insisted, "No, I really like you."

Wan Le didn't want to argue with him, so he said, "Okay."

Wu Yun said, "Then what are you going to do?"

"I'll be like this," Wan Le said, "Actually, I should go home too, but I wanted to stay for a while, so I stayed, so be it, stay by his side, be with him, and wait until he doesn't need me anymore After that, I went home."

Wu Yun: "Does he know these things?"

Wan Le shook his head.

Wu Yun: "Tell him."

"How do you say that, it's very burdensome for him," Wan Le said, "It's my own wish, and it has nothing to do with him."

Wu Yun looked at him and said, "I'm really jealous of Luo Wenduan."

Wan Le wanted to say that you don't really like me at all, but seeing his serious expression, he was too embarrassed to say it out. He felt that Wu Yun would understand sooner or later that liking doesn't come from being moved and appreciated, not from the right time and place Renhe comes from inexplicable heartbeat and unreasonable admiration. That day Luo Wenduan was standing in front of his fortune-telling booth. When Wan Le raised his eyes with sunglasses, he saw the black and white Luo Wenduan looking at him indifferently. Still holding a little girl by the hand, Wan Le suddenly remembered that there was a movie called "This Killer Is Not So Cold". He wanted to laugh, but he liked Leon in the movie so much that he forgot to run away for a while.

Later he said that he forgot to run because he recognized Luo Wenduan as Luo Wuduan's younger brother. It was just a perfect and flawless excuse he made up. In the end, I felt that Luo Wenduan and Luo Butuan were not alike at all.

Luo Wenduan is the most handsome man in the world.

The first impression was very accurate, Luo Wenduan's personality really resembled Leon's, clumsily indifferent to hide his soft heart.But Zhang Deyi is not Matilda, Wan Le hopes that she is.

At this moment, after the Saturday evening self-study, Luo Wenduan stood downstairs in Wan Le's house and said, "Retell me the homework for tonight."

Wan Le said, "Let me go, okay?"

Luo Wenduan himself recounted: "Mathematics is a set of wrong questions and a weekly report, English is a weekly report and a 63-page exercise book, physics copying formulas and exercise books, Chinese memorization..."

Wan Le said, "Do you really think I stayed here to study?"

Luo Wenduan: "?"

"It's for you," Wan Le said, "I won't do homework because it's a piece of shit."

Luo Wenduan seemed a little moved, and was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, Wan Le, who had just uttered harsh words, had already run away.

When Luo Wenduan returned home, Zhang Deyi was lying on the bed playing with her children's phone watch.

Luo Wenduan covered her with a quilt, and said, "It's late, go to sleep."

Zhang Deyi needs to go to cram school tomorrow, she was a little bored, she turned her head to look at Luo Wenduan, and said, "When will my brother move here?"

Luo Wenduan said: "Next week, it depends on whether you behave or not."

Zhang Deyi: "There is no better-behaved child than me."

Luo Wenduan couldn't help laughing, and said, "Really?"

"Yeah," Zhang Deyi said, "It's better for kids to be stupid."

Luo Wenduan looked at her and said softly, "You are not stupid."

"Smart and stupid are originally defined by human beings privately," Luo Wenduan said. "This definition is narrow. Not good at learning is not stupid, because everyone has things they are not good at, and you also have things you are good at. You just need yourself. Go find it, maybe I can't do what you are good at."

Zhang Deyi's eyes were red, and he said, "What is that?"

Zhang Deyi is eight years old and Xu is nine years old. There are many things she doesn't understand, but from the attitude of adults and the exclusion of other children, she also knows that she is not the kind of child who can be favored by stars. Slowly assimilated, knowing that he is stupid and different from other children, Zhang Deyi's childhood carefully protected by Luo Wenduan began to crack. .

Luo Wenduan said firmly to Zhang Deyi: "You can definitely find it."

"Even if you can't find it," Luo Wenduan said, "you will definitely live happily and proudly. Happiness is a kind of talent. Some people don't have it. Those unfortunate people only have good or bad grades in their eyes. You have a very good personality, you are very kind, and you love to help others. These are all your talents. A child like you will surely live a happy life in the future. Temporary achievements mean nothing. Future happiness is the most important thing. Proud, happiness is a gift.”

Zhang Deyi didn't know if she understood. She looked at Luo Wenduan and nodded.

Luo Wenduan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had finally overcome another difficulty on the way to raise a child.

Zhang Deyi said, "Do you have one too?"

"I didn't have it," Luo Wenduan said, "Because of you, I am also very happy."

Zhang Deyi said, "Me too, uncle."

"Don't care what insignificant people say," Luo Wenduan stroked her broken hair lightly, and then said, "There are many people living with wrong views, you only care about those who love you."

Zhang Deyi said: "Uncle, am I your oil bottle?"

Luo Wenduan: "..."

Luo Wenduan immediately lowered his expression and asked, "Who said that?"

Zhang Deyi didn't speak.

Luo Wenduan asked again: "Tell me, who told you that?"

Zhang Deyi shook his head, immediately felt that he was in trouble, covered his head and said, "I'm sleepy, I fell asleep."

Luo Wenduan looked at her for a while, and Zhang Deyi was like an ostrich, refusing to come out. Luo Wenduan was silent for a while, then patted her and said, "Never."

"I love you," Luo Wenduan said, "Go to sleep."

When Luo Wenduan went back to his room to do his homework, he kept thinking about who said this sentence to Zhang Deyi. The first thing he thought of was Luo Ming and Li Meimei, but he couldn't find their intention and reason for saying this sentence to Zhang Deyi. What is the timing.

People around him would occasionally tease Luo Wenduan for being a father since he was a child because Luo Wenduan paid too much to raise his children, but no one dared to say such things as bringing oil bottles in front of him. They all knew how much Luo Wenduan had paid for Zhang Deyi. Speaking of which, you can't make such a joke.

Luo Wenduan was still guessing who said such things to Zhang Deyi at night, and finally calmed down, and planned to find another suitable opportunity to talk to Zhang Deyi, but the next morning received a WeChat message, and Luo Wenduan was not well again .

At seven o'clock in the morning, Luo Wenduan had just entered the classroom and was buying breakfast for Zhang Deyi today. There were too many queues at the breakfast stall, and he was almost late. He just ran in when he received a WeChat message. He thought it was Wan Le who was urging him, so he didn't read it. When he saw it, the early self-study was over, and he asked Wan Le: "Did you send me a WeChat message?"

Wan Le was busy copying homework and said, "No."

Luo Wenduan opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

Luo Wenduan's mother's name is Qiaoqiao, her WeChat name is a piece of chocolate emoji, and her profile picture is a photo of her when she was young. She is sitting on a cruise ship, wearing a white top hat, looking gracefully sideways at the sea.When the photo was taken, Luo Wenduan had already been born, and that was after Luo Wenduan was born, Qiao Qiao rewarded herself for a trip.Because Luo Wenduan was too young, she didn't take him with her. Luo Ming and Luo Wuduan went with her.

Luo Wenduan always felt that he had been with Qiaoqiao for a year less than Luo Wuduan, and it was reasonable for Qiaoqiao to love Luo Wuduan more, but then he thought, since you already love Luo Wuduan so much, why bother to have another child?Qiaoqiao probably doesn't understand this question herself. She is a woman who follows her heart and mind. Neither marriage nor responsibility can bind her. Everything she does is decided by herself.

Qiao Qiao asked him, "Are you there?"

Luo Wenduan discovered that the last chat between the two of them was in November last year. They talked about Luo Wenduan's household registration. Luo Wenduan's school needed to confirm the household registration relationship. He asked Qiao Qiao for a photo of his household registration.Qiaoqiao sent it to him after two days, and Luo Wenduan was the last one in the class to hand it in.

Sometimes parents don't care about themselves, and they don't need to say it in words, it can be seen from every action.

Luo Wenduan replied: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Qiao Qiao said, "Is your brother looking for you?"

"The one who came a few days ago has already left."

"Has he visited your father?"

"No."

"Ok."

Luo Wenduan thought the topic was over. As usual, she just cared more about Luo Wuduan. Unexpectedly, Qiao Qiao asked again: "Is this your work?"

Luo Wenduan didn't need to click on that photo to know that the painting on that photo was drawn by himself.He participated in a jewelry design competition called "Famous Craftsman" at the end of last year. All the procedures were completed, and the awards were not judged until the beginning of this month. Luo Wenduan did not win a prize. A total of more than 5 people participated, Luo Wenduan won No.[-], and Not such a great score.

Luo Wenduan didn't feel very frustrated either. He put most of his life on his studies. Design is a job that needs to experience life and find inspiration. He didn't put much energy into this, and compared to other people Speaking of Luo Wenduan, Luo Wenduan has very little work experience. Perhaps his only advantage is that he has grown up in such a family since he was a child, and he knows what the evaluation standards are like, and he has taken a lot of detours than others.

Luo Wenduan said, "Yes."

Qiao Qiao asked: "When did you play this?"

"It's early, primary school."

Maybe Luo Ming knows Luo Wenduan better than Qiao Qiao, at least Luo Ming knows that Luo Wenduan has been taking sketching classes since elementary school, and asked Qiao Qiao's manuscripts to copy.

Qiao Qiao put all her heart on Luo Wuduan, and now it seems that Luo Wenduan's actions to please her have not entered her eyes.

Luo Wenduan was also relieved, now that he did this thing again, it was only out of interest, not to please anyone.

Qiao Qiao said, "I'm in Jieyang, do you want to meet?"

Luo Wenduan was a little surprised, but still said: "I'm in school, I don't have time."

Qiao Qiao's side shows that she is typing, and she hasn't sent a message for a long time.

The class bell rang, and Luo Wenduan put away his phone and didn't look at it again.

Wan Le sneaked a glance at Luo Wenduan's mobile phone during the class break. Luo Wenduan thought he was looking for time to insinuate, but he didn't expect Wan Le's note to pass over just as soon as class started, and asked directly: "Who is that girl?"

Luo Wenduan's tense expression suddenly broke, and he burst out laughing.

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