Chapter 52

◎ Completely in Love◎

When Wen Pinyan called, Wen Xu hesitated for a while looking at the three words on the screen, and finally chose to hang up and didn't answer.

This name has brought him a lot of pain since he was old enough to understand.

Unlike the sharp and fierce pain brought to him by Han Ling, he was like a needle lurking under the skin, following him like a shadow, injecting venom deep into the bone marrow, making him unknowingly broken under the surface of Ruxin.

His indifference and arrogance, his behavior of knowing that it would hurt his family but not caring about it, easily added fuel to the fire.

But he is so decent, knows how to play with people's hearts, and gives some false favors at the right time, making people confused whether he has reformed and changed his mind.

Unlike Han Ling, who would call again frantically if the call was hung up, Wen Pinyan sent a text message to Wen Xu. The general meaning is that Han Ling's heart disease has relapsed and the situation is not good. She hopes that he can go home and take care of her for a while. Thinking about it

this way, she really hasn't contacted me recently.

At the end of the text message, he mentioned that as they got older, their tempers became much milder, and he himself understood the warmth of returning to the family. The absurd behaviors in the past were all in the past. From now on, the family would live in harmony and live a good life. It was better than anything else. As parents, they had always regretted hurting Wen Xu in the past.

Wen Xu read the text message, and his phone was turned off and placed upside down on the corner of the table. The rest of the table was dinner, steak, pasta and salad that he made himself; across the table was the girl he liked, who had just raised her phone to take a photo for her ID card for this meal.

His mood was still affected. Du Ningyang stretched out his hand in front of him and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Wen Xu said, "My dad sent me a text message saying that my mother was sick and asked me to go back to take care of her for a while. He also apologized to me and promised that the family would live in harmony in the future."

Just as she had always thought, if a child makes a mistake, there is still a chance to reform. If parents make a mistake and admit it, how can the child not forgive?

She said, "At least go back and take a look, so you don't have to worry. If it's really serious, you will regret it if you don't go back."

Wen Xu knew his parents well, and they were very cunning. Who knows what tricks they might have prepared to deal with him. He sighed and said, "I'll think about it."

Du Ningyang advised again, "He only said that you should go back and take care of them, but he didn't ask you to go back and live there. Besides, you have my support now. If they confiscate your phone and lock you up and don't let you go out, I will take my men to rescue you. Don't you still believe me?"

Then he talked more and more outrageous.

Du Ningyang found that Wen Xu was quite aloof when he was not familiar with him, but he was a chatterbox when he got to know others.

"Then we have to think of a signal," Wen Xu smiled, "For example, if you knock on the door three times short and once long, I will open the door for you, and I will put a rope in the room for you to climb into my window."

"Why do I have to climb into your window? Wouldn't that be like Romeo and Juliet having a tryst? I should prepare a big mattress and you jump out of the window."

"Then I have to practice how to jump off the building in advance, so as not to fall and get injured, and then be paralyzed for the rest of my life, and I will never be able to serve you again."

"Bah, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you talk about that?"

"Don't you like it? - It doesn't matter if my lower body is paralyzed, I still have my hands and tongue."

"Fuck, shut up."

...

But in fact, it seems that they thought too much. Wen Xu mustered up the courage to return home, and everything was normal.

The servant was waiting at the door early, and politely led him to Han Ling's bedroom, calling softly: "Madam, the young master is back."

In the gorgeously decorated room, the blackout curtains were closed, leaving only a slit, and the huge room was dark and dim. The beam of light hit the end of the bed, and the weak scattered light made Han Ling look sickly.

She had lost a lot of weight. In the past, even at home, Han Ling was always radiant, with a ruddy complexion, tall eyebrows, and always wearing bright red lipstick.

But now her lips were as pale as her face, her hair was loose, and her voice sounded much weaker, "Ah Xu, come here, mommy will take a look at you."

He walked forward a little uncomfortably, walked to the end of the bed, and asked politely, "Are you feeling better?"

"Come here, come to the bedside," Han Ling coughed twice, stretched out her hand, and beckoned him to come forward, "I didn't know you were so stubborn before, you said you wouldn't come back, and I see you've lost weight."

As she spoke, she struggled to stand up and touched his left cheek, but did not answer his question.

"How do you feel now? Are you feeling better? Why don't you go to the hospital?" He asked, sitting sideways on the edge of the bed.

"The private doctor came to see you and said that it was just depression, an old problem. It's not a big deal. You'll feel much better after seeing your mother," she added, "Your father has told you that when he comes back, you should come back too, and we can live a good life together again."

"Actually, I haven't decided whether to..." He was very frank, but was interrupted.

Han Ling insisted, "It's okay. You've been studying alone outside for the past few years. It's normal to feel uncomfortable. You'll get used to it after a while. We know that you've been working part-time in the studio and renting a house outside. It's normal to experience something new while ensuring safety. After all, you're still young."

She didn't mention his girlfriend or talk about getting married.

Wen Xu wanted to refute something again, but Han Ling didn't give him a chance, "You go back to your room and rest first. I'll change my clothes and go downstairs to eat."

At the dinner table, Wen Pinyan and Han Ling sang the same tune, meaning that they would not interfere with what he wanted to do, but he would come back to accompany Han Ling on weekday evenings and weekends until she recovered.

Wen Xu looked up and saw Han Ling's pale face and lips. In the end, he couldn't bear to say "No."

The camera in his room had been removed. Lunch was not required to start on time. The atmosphere at the dinner table was relaxed and happy. They actually started to talk about some interesting things in his childhood... Maybe this "home" really has changed. Maybe one day, they will accept Du Ningyang?

With this idea of ​​influencing his parents little by little, Wen Xu started to go home for dinner every day. Han Ling's health improved day by day, and she could laugh loudly again.

Wen Xu nestled in the quilt and whispered to Du Ningyang on the phone, saying, "I'll probably be back soon. I miss you."

Du Ningyang said, "What are you doing? Your voice is as soft as a mosquito. You should miss me. It's less than half an hour's drive to and from the hotel, and we haven't seen each other for a few days."

"I'm in my room. My parents are asleep. Aren't you afraid of being heard?"

"You are in love with a high school student in COS, right? You are afraid that your parents will know when you call your girlfriend."

"Now that you put it that way, it really sounds like it... I'm quite interested and I feel something."

Here it comes again, Du Ningyang frowned, "You stupid and lustful idiot."

"Why are you scolding me?"

"Did you graduate with a doctorate?" she asked back.

"Yeah, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly saying this?"

"You seem like a one-track creature. You have to go to work during the day and go home at night. Can we meet at noon?"

"Oh, yes, why didn't I think of that? Where are we meeting tomorrow?"

"I'll come to find you," Du Ningyang said with a frown, "Let's eat near the studio at noon tomorrow. I'll pick you up after class and wait for you at the entrance of the alley."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"Bye."

The night after hanging up the phone, Du Ningyang opened the door of the closet and began to try on clothes one by one, muttering to himself, "I've worn this one, this one is too wrinkled and I don't want to iron it, this one is a bit outdated, God, why did I buy such ugly clothes..."

Wen Xu tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, like a bug digging in the quilt, thinking over the conversation just now, "Are you in COS high school student love?" "I'll pick you up after class soon." "I'll wait for you at the entrance of the alley."

Insomnia, but also sleep.

The next morning, when he arrived at the studio, he began to be absent-minded and happy. He never realized that the clock on the wall could move so slowly. Perhaps it was because he looked up at the time too many times and felt his neck was sore.

Familiar place, still the same person, she used to go to dinner with her good friends, chatting and laughing, leaving him alone behind, but now she has to take several bus stops to wait for him at the entrance of the alley.

This is indeed like a high school student's love. They won't go to expensive restaurants. Even the food on the cart can beat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea.

When the bell rang, he was the first one to rush out of the classroom. The first thing he did when he rushed back to the office was to borrow a female colleague's mirror and straighten his hair.

"Teacher Wen seems to be different from usual today. He even wore a shirt," the female colleague exclaimed, "Are you going on a date tonight?"

"No, I just wear something casual," Wen Xu smiled shyly and walked out the door, "I'm going to eat. See you later."

Following the crowd walking out, his heart was pounding non-stop, and his steps seemed to be different from usual. There were still ten steps to the alley, and

he looked up and saw someone standing against the wall. Du Ningyang wore a simple white T-shirt, well-wrapped denim flared pants and white sneakers, tied a low ponytail, put on light makeup, and was also counting sheep in the crowd, looking for him.

The very refreshing outfit made his eyes light up.

"Hey, why are you out so late?" she said angrily, "These snack bars are full of people now."

Wen Xu walked up to her and took her hand, "How can a teacher compete with students for food? Let's go, I'll treat you to McDonald's."

"Then I'll trouble you to spend money, classmate Wen," she really COSed a high school student, "I can eat two Big Macs, two large fries and a large Coke at a time"

"It's okay, I have enough pocket money," he was not much less, "You are capable."

She always felt that people who feed each other while eating and hug each other to eat are very unethical, but for some reason, she also became such a person today. The two of them tacitly chose a seat in the corner where no one was sitting. The whole meal almost made her drunk with kisses, and she felt dizzy.

Before leaving, she lay on him like a sloth bear, complaining that the lunch break was too short. He asked, "Will you come tomorrow?"

She raised her eyelids lazily, "If you beg me, I'll consider it."

"How should I beg you?" He lowered his head again and kissed her lips gently, and asked in a sweet and hoarse voice, "Is this okay?"

"Yes," her voice was emotional and ambiguous, "I'll come to see you tomorrow."