Chapter 21 "Can't get married if you can't cook"
Ren Yizi slowly sat back on Wen Siru's bed. He said in a hollow voice, "It's nothing. I just have a stomachache. It's an old problem."
Wen Siru asked him to undress and lie down on his bed, and gave him some warm water to drink: "What are you talking about? It's okay. Do you have any medicine?"
"There's no medicine, just bear it slowly, and after a few times... the pain will go away."
"From today on, don't keep going. If you are sick, you must see a doctor. The school clinic is closed now. Shall I take you to the hospital?" Wen Siru showed a serious expression on his face, which was rare for him, towards Ren Yizi. He tried to help Ren Yizi up.
Ren Yizi didn't want to spend money or trouble Wen Siru at the moment.
He closed his eyes, pulled the quilt, and pretended to be deaf and dumb and said: "I'm so sleepy at this time. Let's not go to the hospital. Next time, next time..."
Wen Siru looked at him like this and wanted to use force to carry him directly to the hospital, but he was worried about hurting him...
She had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and go find the dormitory manager and get some millet porridge. Unexpectedly, the aunt also had stomach problems. The more she looked at Wen Si Ru, the more she found him adorable.
"Classmate, Auntie has some stomach medicine here, would you like some?"
Wen Siru took it obediently: "Thank you, Auntie."
Auntie watched Wen Siru walk back to the dormitory with a smile in her eyes, and said with relief and love: "What a good boy who cares about his classmates."
Ren Yizi looked at the porridge in Wen Siru's hand and asked with a forced smile, "Where did you get this? There's no takeout anymore, right?"
"Auntie's place." Wen Si Ru helped him up and held him in his arms to drink porridge.
Ren Yizi had never been held so fragilely in someone's arms before, and he was not used to it. He moved awkwardly, wanting to get his own bowl to eat porridge, but his whole body was tortured by his stomach and he had no strength left.
He had no choice but to give up. The fragrance of the temple after the rain surrounded Wen Si Ru, which was very refreshing. Because of the effect of the medicine and the comfortable fragrance, his eyelids began to droop and he soon fell asleep in Wen Si Ru's arms.
Wen Si Ru put him back on the bed, sat beside him, and looked down at the person on his bed with deep eyes.
After a while, he reached out and smoothed down the ahoge on Ren Yizi's head that had stood up when he was playing just now, and gently pinched his tall, three-dimensional nose.
The moonlight softened Ren Yizi's angular face, making it no longer aggressive and sharp.
Finally, his thumb stroked the rosy lips.
It was very different from its owner's personality, much softer than expected, inviting to kiss.
Ren Yizi frowned slightly in discomfort in his sleep. He pursed his lips, but happened to let Wen Siru's fingers in.
The cell phone suddenly vibrated against his thigh, and Wen Siru woke up as if from a dream, his eyes regained calmness. He pulled out his fingers, pulled out the crystal clear saliva, and connected it with Ren Yizi's mouth.
Wen Siru walked to the balcony, closed the door, leaned against the balcony railing, and answered the phone with a serious face.
He was silent, his atmosphere extremely low. The other party couldn't stand him being left out in the cold, so he spoke first helplessly: "Master Ru, are you... coming back?"
Wen Siru took off the Buddhist beads on his hand and played with them in his hands. After a long time, he remembered that he was still on the phone. He replied slowly: "No, I haven't played with them enough yet."
The other side became more cautious: "Have you taken your medicine on time recently?"
"No, I stopped." Wen Siru stopped playing with the Buddhist beads. He stared at the round beads with rippling jade beads in deep thought. His beautiful lips like petals curled up and his voice was extremely lazy. "By the way, Pei Yin, I found someone who can calm me down better than medicine. With him by my side, you don't have to worry."
The other side couldn't wait to ask: "Who is it?"
Wen Siru narrowed his eyes and said softly, "A very interesting person."
"I understand. But, Master Ru, you still have to take the medicine..."
"Don't talk about this." Wen Siru's voice suddenly turned cold.
Fei Yin swallowed his saliva and tried again: "Medicine..."
"I say, don't talk about this," Wen Siru interrupted him in a cold voice, saying word by word, "Oh, and don't follow me again. You know the consequences."
"no......"
Wen Siru hung up the phone and immediately blocked the number.
He leaned his elbows on the railing, looked up at the boundless sky, and his tight jaw drew a graceful arc.
The night was like an airtight curtain, covering the sky above. The moon gradually hid in the dark clouds, hiding the last rays of light.
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During the seven-day National Day holiday, Qin Yang and his friends went back to their hometowns. Ren Yizi also wanted to go back to his hometown to see his grandmother, but he had too much homework to do.
He could imagine that if he let himself go at his grandmother's, he would definitely not be able to finish his homework, and his grandmother wanted him to study hard, so he stayed in the dormitory.
Wen Siru suggested that Ren Yizi come to his house so that he could tutor and supervise Ren Yizi in doing his homework. Ren Yizi readily agreed.
Ren Yizi and Wen Si Ru got into the car together. He originally wanted to ask the driver to stop so that he could go to the supermarket to buy some things before going to Wen Si Ru's house, otherwise it would be embarrassing to eat and drink for free.
But Wen Siru said, "No need, Brother Zi, my parents are not at home all year round, so there is no need for these polite things."
"Your parents are away from home all year round? That would be awesome, right? Living in such a big villa all by yourself?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Siru looked at him, and through Ren Yizi, he seemed to be staring at something without focus, and the scenery outside the car kept changing in his eyes.
After waiting for a while, he finally said, "Yes."
He added, "But sometimes I feel a little lonely." This voice sounded particularly lonely.
Ren Yizi couldn't understand Wen Siru's expression at the moment. Later, when he finally understood, it was too late to regret.
At this moment, he only knew that Wen Siru was in a bad mood, and was about to comfort him: "Actually, I..."
Wen Siru interrupted him without leaving any trace: "But Brother Zi, you are coming to my house to play, I am very happy."
The driver tilted his head slightly towards them, his sunglasses hiding his emotions.
Ren Yizi was completely unaware and continued, "I'm happy too."
Wen Siru smiled at him and also gave an ambiguous smile to the driver who was peeking over.
The driver gave him a stiff, forced smile, but didn't dare glance sideways again, and kept driving with his eyes fixed.
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The car drove along and entered the area where the city and suburbs of Pengcheng met, and the population gradually became sparse.
When Ren Yizi lived in a relatively wealthy family before, he had never seen a house as big as Wen Siru's. It was not quite accurate to call it a house. It was more like a manor-like mansion.
A majestic stone lion stands in front of the gate of the Chinese-style house. Inside, there are green tiles and white walls, winding corridors, and the main buildings are all on the central axis, with a courtyard in front and a waterside pavilion in the back. The entire courtyard also pays great attention to symmetrical beauty.
When the wind blew, countless red lanterns on the eaves swayed, and the fragrance of various flowers and fruits drifted over. Ren Yizi looked at the bluestone roads that connected in all directions, thinking that if he walked alone in this house, he would definitely get lost.
If Ren Yizi had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have known that in a steel forest city like Pengcheng, there would be such an antique private residence hidden in the villa.
Countless aunts and uncles along the way would stop what they were doing and call out "Young Master" and "Young Master is back" when they saw Wen Si Ru from afar.
Many eyes were also glued to Ren Yizi. He was used to being looked at in different ways, and for a moment he could not stand it, so he quickly followed Wen Siru.
Wen Si Ru calmly brought him to the main residence. As soon as the housekeeper opened the door, there was a Persian cat sitting there, meowing at the door, wearing a dazzling jade necklace.
Wen Siru smiled, leaned over and gently held it in his arms.
Ren Yizi immediately recognized the little girl as Elizabeth: "Ruzi, your cat is so cute."
Hearing him call Wen Si Ru like that, even the professionally trained butler couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Do you want to hug him?" Wen Siru asked gently.
"No, I smell like Bai Mi's cat, and he might not like it..."
Before he could finish his words, Wen Siru stuffed Elizabeth into his arms.
Elizabeth tilted her round, fluffy head and looked at Ren Yizi, then meowed and rubbed her head against Ren Yizi's clothes.
"It's okay," Wen Siru said confidently, "I can see that it likes you."
The housekeeper also smiled kindly and said to Ren Yizi, "Yes, Mr. Ren, Elizabeth usually hides when she sees strangers. She is very timid."
Ren Yizi curled his lips and touched Elizabeth's head.
"Are you hungry?" Wen Si Ru asked him.
"Not really hungry." Ren Yizi just wanted to pet the cat and didn't want to bother them.
But his stomach rumbled as soon as he finished speaking.
Ren Yizi was very embarrassed.
Wen Si Ru looked at him and laughed out loud.
The steward said, "Shall I ask them to heat up the meal they have prepared for you?"
"No need, I'll do it for Brother Zi and tell Auntie and the others to rest." Wen Siru said as he walked towards the kitchen.
The housekeeper knew Wen Siru's temper and didn't force him. He said yes and left with his men.
Ren Yizi followed Wen Siru, holding the cat in his arms, and asked the young master curiously, "Can you cook?"
Wen Siru was washing the pot, a smile on his face: "My mother said that if you can't cook, you won't be able to get married."
Ren Yizi also laughed and jokingly said, "A man like you, do you still need to worry about not being able to get a wife?"
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