Defeated By Love - Chapter 60

“What.” Shunen put his hands on the desk behind him, met Xie Ruhe’s eyes, and then quickly lowered his gaze, like a puppy looking up to the owner, “No, no, that’s what my mother said… ”

Xie Ruhe stared at her quietly without speaking.

His breath is close at hand, warm and hot, with the astringent taste of Chinese medicine, and more of the clear mint taste. Shunian swallowed, and explained in a low voice, “I didn’t really think so before.”

Xie Ruhe stood up straight and gave a faint hum.

The milk in the pot began to mist white, Xie Ruhe turned off the fire. Looking sideways, he noticed that Shunen’s expression was still stunned. He also stunned, reaching out and touching her head: “I know.”

He could see it.

At that time, all her thoughts were very simple, what she said was what she said, she would never do anything that she felt was wrong, and she wouldn’t even have a thought.

It is impossible to have any other thoughts about yourself.

Xie Ruhe picked up the pot, bypassed Shunian, and walked towards the restaurant.

Shunian consciously followed behind him like a little tail. She climbed to the chair next to her and sat down, watching Xie Ruhe pour milk into the cup, and said dullly: “It used to be, I really just want you to grow taller.”

“…”

Shunen must be more concerned about Xie Ruhe than other students with average relationships. She worries that Xie Ruhe’s height will be surpassed by other boys who are shorter than him, because he does not have enough nutrition and loses due to acquired conditions.

Shunen would feel unfair.

She didn’t pay much attention to what Xie Ruhe would think.

I just couldn’t help but want to be nice to him, without considering whether he would feel uncomfortable because of the things he got without work, even if he brought him only two boxes of inexpensive milk.

Now that I think about it, add the sentence I just said.

Shunian began to fret.

Shunian felt that words like “little white face” were not nice.

Shunen also felt unhappy when Deng Qingyu said that before and argued with her several times. Shunian didn’t dare to tell Xie Ruhe about this, for fear that he would be unhappy after hearing it.

After all, at that time, Xie Ruhe’s family conditions were indeed not very good.

At that age who likes to compare and show off, Xie Ruhe wears the same shoes all year round. He doesn’t seem to have any clothes other than school uniforms. What I eat is just plain white rice.

The simplicity is distressing.

Just pour out the last drop of milk in the pot.

Xie Ruhe glanced at her and asked casually: “Then do you think I am tall enough now?”

Shunian said honestly: “It’s very high.”

Xie Ruhe raised his eyebrows slightly and seemed to be in a good mood. Afterwards, he moved the two cups of milk to a place farther away from Shunian and told: “Don’t drink first, don’t drink milk on an empty stomach.”

After speaking, he took the pot and returned to the kitchen.

“Oh.” Shunen immediately got off the chair and followed him again, “I really didn’t feel that way… At that time, Chen Hanzheng always told you those bad things, I just…”

Xie Ruhe took out a packet of toast from the cupboard and asked, “What is bad to say?”

Shunian was taken aback: “Don’t you remember?”

Xie Ruhe washed the knife with running water, wiped it dry with a paper towel, and said casually, “I didn’t listen much.”

Hearing that, Shunen thought about it seriously: “Said you have poor grades and are as thin as a bamboo pole. You also said… if you don’t play with boys, you just stay with me all day.”

Shunian didn’t remember what Chen Hanzheng said, anyway, it must not be as gentle as she said. Chen Hanzheng was not too old at that time, with a juvenile disposition, and her speech would carry some ugly words, which she could not repeat.

“My grades are poor.” Xie Ruhe didn’t care too much. “At that time, it was a meter seven and weighed less than 100. And I really only stayed with you.”

“…”

Xie Ruhe cut off the side of the toast and said solemnly: “It’s the truth, not something bad.”

Shunen blinked, realizing that there was nothing wrong with his expression. She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she was thinking too much, and stopped continuing the topic.

She stood beside Xie Ruhe, watching him put butter on the toast and then put it on the baking tray. After a while, Xie Ruhe suddenly asked: “You don’t like tall people?”

Not knowing why he said this, Shunen shook his head: “No.”

“Then your milk is not wasted.”

“Huh, huh?”

“Give me a drink, I have grown taller.”

Shunen nodded dumbly: “Yes.”

Xie Ruhe’s pupils were dyed with bright colors, and his eyelashes were as thin as a crow feather, making those eyes deeper and deeper. He tilted his head and asked in a low voice: “Then I am now—”

Shunen didn’t respond: “Xie Ruhe?”

Xie Ruhe curled his lips: “There’s more.”

Shunian paused, and suddenly understood what he wanted to express. She licked her lower lip and said dullly: “…My boyfriend.”

“Yeah.” Xie Ruhe retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand and rubbed his neck, “So there is no waste.”

finish breakfast.

Shunian wanted to tidy up the dishes and take them to the kitchen to wash them. The next moment, Xie Ruhe naturally took the plate in her hand and said, “Go and change clothes.”

Shunen said, “Are you going out?”

Xie Ruhe reminded her: “Go to see a psychologist.”

Hearing this, Shunen stood in silence, his expression looked a little stiff, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Xie Ruhe bent down to look at her: “What’s the matter?”

Shunen said softly: “I don’t want to go anymore.”

“Then go tomorrow?”

“I don’t want to go tomorrow.” Maybe it was because of lack of confidence, Shunen didn’t raise his head, drooped his eyelids and did not dare to look at him, and his voice was low and inaudible, “I just don’t want to go.”

Xie Ruhe settled for a few seconds and quickly compromised: “Okay, don’t go if you don’t want to go.”

Shunen breathed a sigh of relief, obediently tidying up the dishes and chopsticks: “Then I will wash the dishes.”

Xie Ruhe didn’t stop her, frowning and looking at her back. After a long while, he raised his foot and walked to Shunen’s side, helping her put the washed things in their original positions.

the following few days.

The two get along in this way every day. Staying together for almost twenty-four hours a day, Shunen also became particularly attached to him. She followed him wherever he went. There are no more words than before, and it seems to be extremely insecure.

Shunen never mentioned the idea of ​​going out.

Occasionally Xie Ruhe mentioned it, but she was vaguely perfunctory.

Except at a fixed time every day, Fang Wencheng will follow the list given by Xie Ruhe and bring the things he bought. For the rest of the time, their world is only left with each other, no other people.

Shunen became disinterested in most things.

She doesn’t do anything else every day, except for talking to him, most of the time she just sits beside him in a daze, looking dull and well-behaved, like a doll.

He was still full of thoughts and didn’t tell him at all.

Xie Ruhe didn’t know what she was thinking, so she could only often say something to tease her.

Hope to make her happy.

Only then will the expression on her face change.

Xie Ruhe actually likes this kind of life.

After all, before Shunen came, he lived the same way. Every day, he stayed alone in the house writing songs and doing rehabilitation, living alone and deserted. The arrival of Shunen made his life a lot more vivid.

But this is only for himself.

Shunian is different.

She has things she likes and wants to do, but she shouldn’t stay in this house every day and carefully accompany him. As if being deprived of light from his body abruptly, he slowly curled up into his shell.

Living is not happy at all.

Such Shunen.

It seemed to be a tight thread, which would break at any time.

Xie Ruhe checked some information on the Internet. Noting the time, he got up and gently opened the door of the master bedroom. I don’t know if I was asleep, Shunian was curled up in the quilt, motionless.

He walked over.

Probably after hearing his footsteps, Shunen immediately popped his head out of the bed, a trace of defense flashed in his eyes, and disappeared when he saw him. She seemed to have just woke up, and she looked at him sleepily.

Xie Ruhe asked: “Wake you up?”

Shunen’s voice was nasal: “No, I didn’t plan to sleep that long.”

Xie Ruhe sat next to her and asked casually, “Do you want to go out to play?”

Shunen asked hesitantly, “Where to go…”

Xie Ruhe suggested: “Go to the movies?”

Silent for a few seconds.

“I want to sleep for a while.” Shunen buried his face in the quilt again, and said dullly, “I will stay with you at home later, okay…”

Xie Ruhe’s Adam’s apple rolled and said dumbly: “Okay.”

Hearing this answer, Shunen showed two big round eyes from the quilt, as if afraid he would be angry, staring at him nervously: “Are you angry?”

“No.” Xie Ruhe reached out and touched her eyes, “Niannian, I hope you are happy.”

Shunen’s gaze stagnated for a few seconds, and then said, “I’m not unhappy.”

There is no unhappy, but it does not mean she is happy.

“That’s good.” Xie Ruhe reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips and said soothingly, “Go to sleep.”

After leaving the room, Xie Ruhe walked back to the living room and sat on the sofa. He looked at what he had just checked on the computer, scratched his hair, and then called Fang Wencheng: “Help me find a psychologist.”

Fang Wencheng immediately responded: “Okay.”

Communication between the two has always been simple.

When Xie Ruhe was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered something: “If…”

Fang Wencheng said: “Master, you can speak up if you have something.”

“If I talk to Shunian about getting married now…”

Xie Ruhe didn’t know what was the reason for his emotions during Shunen, and he always worried that it would be his own problem. He let out a sigh of relief, tired, and didn’t finish the next sentence.

Fang Wencheng on the other end was silent for a few seconds, and said seriously: “I think it’s a bit faster.”

“…”

“I remember that you and Shunen didn’t seem to have been dating for long.” Fang Wencheng said euphemistically, “I haven’t gotten to know each other deeply, and I haven’t experienced a break-in period, so I rashly proposed marriage. Scared each other.”

Xie Ruhe’s eyelashes moved: “Will you be scared?”

“Yes.” Fang Wen admitted that he really thought about it, and gave a prudent suggestion, “If it was me, it would take me at least three years before I started thinking about marriage.”

Hearing this, Xie Ruhe straightened his lips and said lazily: “What example would you give me.”

Fang Wencheng said, “Huh?”

Xie Ruhe repeated his words slowly: “If it were you, at least three years of dating…”

Fang Wencheng didn’t know where he was wrong, and bit the bullet and said, “Yes.”

Speaking of this, Xie Ruhe’s voice stopped, too lazy to repeat it. He chuckled lightly, but his tone did not contain a hint of smile, and his expression was vague and unclear: “Am I going to marry you?”