"Teacher Wen Gu, I'll walk you out." Yang Huai heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly sent this plague away.
"No need, I know the way." Wen Gu refused.
"Let me walk you out." Shi Sheng stood up from the chair and smiled. "I'm going out too."
Shi Sheng blocked Wen Gu's refusal. His lips moved and his gaze swept past Shi Sheng before he finally turned and left.
Shi Sheng waved at Yang Huai and Lian Rong and hurriedly followed.
"Goddess …" Lian Rong bit her handkerchief and waved. Goddess, take care! After Shi Sheng and Wen Gu disappeared from the door, Lian Rong looked at Yang Huai with tears in her eyes. "My goddess isn't interested in Teacher Wen Gu, is she?"
Yang Huai wiped his cold sweat. "That's very possible."
Last time, she asked for his contact information. This time, she deliberately stayed behind to wait for him. If she didn't like him, what else could it be?
"Boohoo …" Why did the goddess take things so hard!
"Everything has its vanquisher. Today's Wen Gu is obviously much gentler than before. I think there's something going on between these two." Yang Huai showed an experienced expression.
Lian Rong: "…" So scary.
…
A cool breeze blew from time to time in November. It was so cold that it gave people goosebumps. However, there were still young girls on the street who were not afraid of the cold.
Cars came and went. The whole city seemed to be immersed in the hustle and bustle.
Wen Gu stepped out of the publishing house and took a deep breath. Then, he remembered that there was an extra person beside him. He uncomfortably held his breath and said gently and politely, "Goodbye, Miss Su."
"Why didn't you pick up my call?" Shi Sheng tilted her head and looked at the man. There was a calmness in her eyes that made people unable to help but calm down with her.
Wen Gu's heart strangely skipped a beat and his tone softened. "Miss Su, we're not close enough to call each other."
"We'll be close if you pick up."
"Goodbye, Miss Su." Wen Gu nodded at Shi Sheng and walked past her.
Wen Gu didn't walk fast. The person behind him didn't catch up. He couldn't tell if he was disappointed or something else. In short, he felt a little uncomfortable.
A moment later, a smile appeared on Wen Gu's face. He shook his head slightly. What right did a person who needed to control his emotions have to possess things that didn't belong to him?
Love was not something he could have, nor could he have.
Wen Gu hadn't received any calls or texts from Shi Sheng for several days. He didn't even receive any harassment on the Internet. He actually felt a little disappointed.
Wen Gu paced back and forth in the empty room, his gaze scattered in the void. It was unknown where his mind had wandered off to.
Uncle Rong was very worried and asked tentatively, "Young Master, your mood has been fluctuating a lot these days. Did something happen?"
What happened?
He didn't know what had happened.
He had only seen her a few times …
Wen Gu fell back onto the bed, turned on the computer, and clicked on the familiar profile picture. It was dark.
She wasn't here.
"Uncle Rong, I'm fine." Wen Gu closed the computer and said in a low voice, "You go and rest first."
Uncle Rong was even more worried. The Young Master had been acting strangely these days. He kept turning the computer on and off.
He had watched the Young Master grow up. When the Wen family was in trouble, they left him a sum of money. That sum of money was enough for him to live a stable life for the rest of his life. The Young Master had wanted to rely on that sum of money to make a comeback, but …
Man proposes, God disposes. The Young Master suddenly fell ill, and it was a very strange illness. His emotions had to be controlled in a very calm state. Whether it was joy or sadness, once he couldn't control his emotions, it would cause the Young Master to break down.
At first, the Young Master couldn't control his emotions and often went to the hospital. It took a long time for the Young Master to control his emotions.
But recently, not only had the Young Master been hospitalized, but he had also been acting strangely. It really worried him.
Uncle Rong sighed. The Young Master had a lot of things on his mind. No one knew what he was thinking.
…
In the evening.
Wen Gu finished his meal and was typing in the living room. Suddenly, he heard a loud noise next door. He looked at it strangely. "Uncle Rong, is there someone living next door?"
Uncle Rong came in from outside and said respectfully, "It's Miss Su. When I came back just now, I saw her instructing people to move."
Wen Gu's fingertips paused. "Su Xin?"
Uncle Rong nodded.
Wen Gu got up and walked out. There was no one in the corridor. The door next door was open and there were people walking around. Wen Gu stood at the door and watched for a while. No one came out. He hesitated whether to go over. Then, he saw a few people wearing the clothes of a moving company come out and leave, chatting and laughing.
Wen Gu returned to the room and prepared to close the door.
"Wen Gu, come here." A head popped out from next door and waved at him with a smile.
Wen Gu's hand that was holding the door handle tightened.
"Young Master, go ahead." Uncle Rong sighed softly.
Uncle Rong's words seemed to give Wen Gu an excuse. He glanced at Uncle Rong as if to say that he was only going because Uncle Rong asked him to.
Wen Gu stepped out of the door. The corridor, which was not long, seemed to extend infinitely at this time.
When he stood in front of the Shi Sheng's door, he still felt a little unreal. Why did he come over?
"Come in."
Wen Gu glanced into the room. It was very messy. It was so messy that he wanted to empty the place.
The layout was different from his place. It looked smaller. Perhaps it was because there were too many things that it looked so small.
Wen Gu entered the room. The Shi Sheng immediately showed a pitiful expression. "Help me. There are so many things. It will take me a long time to tidy them up alone."
Her tone was a little coquettish. Wen Gu didn't know why he wanted to laugh. He quickly suppressed his emotions. "I'll ask Uncle Rong to help you."
He turned around and was about to leave, but his hand was grabbed. The woman behind him approached him and stuffed something cold into his hand. "Keep the key to my house."
"Why are you giving it to me?" Wen Gu asked curiously.
"Neighbors. If I forget my key one day, I can still look for you."
Wen Gu: "…"
Although he knew it was an excuse, Wen Gu still accepted it. He went to ask Uncle Rong to help her tidy up the house. He didn't appear again.
"Miss Su, did you move here for the Young Master?" Uncle Rong helped the Shi Sheng clean the floor.
"Yes." The Shi Sheng fiddled with the original owner's books and placed them on the bookshelf one by one. "Does he have any taboos? Uncle Rong, tell me. I don't want to provoke him and make him unhappy. "
"Young Master …" There were too many taboos.
And the kind that could change. Even he couldn't understand the Young Master sometimes.
Uncle Rong put down the broom and looked at the Shi Sheng seriously. "Miss Su, the Young Master's emotions can't fluctuate too much. Any joy or sadness will make the Young Master collapse. So if you really like the Young Master, you can't let the Young Master have these emotions."
"Is this an illness?"
Uncle Rong's expression darkened. "At first, I thought that the Young Master had a psychological problem because of the Wen family. But after a few rounds, I found out that it was an extremely rare neurological disease."
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