Wen Ye: “.............”
He confirmed that he had not deliberately eaten less today.
So I was a little amused and only explained briefly: "I was in a bad mood the past few days so I ate a little less. I will pay more attention next time."
Wen Ye wore new clothes today.
A dark grey turtleneck sweater and a camel wool coat made his figure look even taller and more slender.
The soft texture of the sweater wrapped around his thin body, and a hint of his fair neck was faintly revealed at the collar, shining delicately in the winter sun.
He stood at the entrance, adjusting his cuffs somewhat uncomfortably. The tailoring of his coat perfectly outlined his superior shoulder line, but it was too fitted, making him feel a little restrained. This was the first time in ten years that he had worn new clothes that belonged to him.
"It suits you very well." Jiang Jiang poked his head out of the studio, his eyes lighting up. "I really have good taste."
Wen Ye's ears turned slightly red, and he lowered his head to sniff the faint cedar scent on his collar - it was the smell of Jiang Jiang's wardrobe.
This realization made his heart beat faster, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the hem of his coat.
...Suddenly I don’t want to go out anymore.
As soon as you go out, this faint fragrance will spread.
Tsk.
However, Wen Ye's image in front of Jiang Jiang is still that of a poor student who studies hard and frugally.
He finally went out, as he did have some things to deal with today.
==
Chu Keyong was frightened after seeing his stepson last night and developed a fever when he returned home that night.
Wen Shulan had no job, so she took care of him at home.
The cell phone rang.
She answered the phone for her husband who was lying in bed, and her face turned pale after a few seconds.
"What are you doing? You look like you're dead."
Wen Shulan hung up the phone, as if she had lost all her strength in an instant. She said in confusion, "It was your company calling, saying that you've been caught embezzling public funds, and now they've fired you and are suing my family."
“…”
Wen Shulan looked at her husband who had suddenly gone silent, almost breaking down. "Didn't you say you wouldn't gamble anymore?"
Chu Keyong was feeling a little guilty at first, but after she yelled at him, he became more confident and righteous: "They are all playing, and I am the only one not playing. Won't I be looked down upon by others?"
...Where did they come from?
Wen Shulan couldn't even smile bitterly.
If he hadn't gone to those places, how could he have seen so many people gambling?
"...your son still needs to go to school, and An An still needs to pay tuition."
She recounted the bulk of the expenses in an extremely tired tone, but soon a cup was smashed in front of her.
"I'll take care of it, get out and stop making noise!"
“…”
Chu An held his brother's hand and looked at his stepson timidly.
"...Mom, can we still go to school?"
...
"Mom, can I still go to school?"
The two faces in front of her seemed to coincide with Wen Ye's face many days ago. At that time, he was about the same age as Chu Jie, her youngest son.
Wen Shulan was stunned for a moment.
I carefully recalled what I said at that time.
"Of course, no matter what Mom does, she will let Aye go to school."
“…”
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