Chen Ziyu hasn't spoken to Luo Didiu for three days, and it's the first time for the two of them to fight a cold war since they were young.

Chen Ziyu still resigned and stayed at home, did not go to work, and locked himself in his room except for eating and going to the toilet.

This made Luo Didiu feel very uncomfortable. Sometimes she took the initiative to move to Chen Ziyu's side and wanted to talk to him, but before she could speak, Chen Ziyu immediately stood up and walked into her room.

Time passed little by little. Soon, a week was spent in the cold war between the two people.

It was a sunny day, and the morning sun sprinkled in the living room, giving people a warm feeling.

Loditius opened the curtains, opened the window, and breathed in the first breath of fresh air of the morning. The table was already set, and she got up early in the morning, making a few side dishes and two large bowls of noodles.

Chen Ziyu lazily walked into the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast with sleepy eyes, but a familiar voice came from his ears: "Ziyu, I have already made breakfast!

In the end, it was Luo Didian who beckoned and took the initiative to end the cold war between the two.

Chen Ziyu rubbed his still somewhat hazy eyes, looked at several dishes on the table, he didn't speak, just slowly approached the table and sat down, Luo Didiu gently pushed a bowl of steaming noodles in front of him.

He was a little stunned, looked at the bowl of noodles, and then at Luo Didiu. A look of confusion.

Luo Didiu dragged his cheeks, looked at Chen Ziyu and smiled: "Eat quickly, taste it, has my cooking skills regressed?"

Chen Ziyu didn't speak, just silently ate two bites. Then he looked at Lodiutius again.

Luo Diudiu smiled at him: "Ziyu, happy birthday!"

Hearing this, Chen Ziyu was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the date on his phone, and then remembered that today was his birthday. He still didn't speak, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Luo Didiu tightly.

Luo Didiu took one of Chen Ziyu's big hands and held it in the palm of his hand: "Ziyu, thank you for your care and companionship for more than 20 years. I used to think that my dependence on you was a matter of course...... But...... Later I found out...... Originally...... My dependence on you...... In fact, it is a kind of ...... for you Binding...... And I'm ......"

"Shh......h Don't say it anymore......" Before Luo Didiu could finish speaking, Chen Ziyu's slender finger tapped on her lips, and she was no longer allowed to continue.

"Ziyu ......"

"Say no more...... I know what you're trying to say! and...... I'll always be with you, it's not a bondage, it's a ...... Willingly, do you understand?!"

"But ......"

"No, but. In the past 20 years, with your company, I will not feel so lonely. So...... Hope for future ...... 20 years ...... 40 years, or even ...... 60 years, 80 years, all have your ...... Accompany...... Is that okay?"

Luo Didiu didn't respond, just looked at Chen Ziyu silently. Because she knew that what he wanted was not what she could give!

"Answer me...... Is it okay?" Chen Ziyu stared at Luo Didiu with a pair of expectant eyes.

After a moment of silence, Luo Didiu suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, look at me, I also ordered a birthday cake, I have to call again to ask for ......"

Luo Didiu grabbed the mobile phone on the dining table, as if he was hiding from something, and fled in a hurry in his wheelchair......

Chen Ziyu looked at the back of Luo Didiu leaving, and the whole person seemed to be a deflated balloon, and his whole body was filled with the breath of loss and loneliness.

Luo Didiu returned to her room and breathed a long sigh of relief, she is not a fool, she has written romance novels for so many years, every time Chen Ziyu looks at her eyes, and those confessions, she completely understands......! It's just that......

"Ding" was in Luo Diudiu's thoughts and was in a depressed mood, when a message appeared on his mobile phone. Luo Didiu opened WeChat, which was sent by Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan: Lose it, my body seems to be starting to feel uncomfortable again. You...... Can you come over?

Looking at Lu Mingyuan's WeChat, Luo Didiu began to get anxious: "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I haven't coded well in the past two days......"

While blaming himself, he picked up his bag and coat, and was about to walk out in his wheelchair.

At this time, Chen Ziyu was in the living room, and when he saw Luo Didiu preparing to go out, he stood up: "Where are you going?!"

"Ziyu, I have something to do, let's go out first......"

"But it's my birthday!"

"I'll be back as soon as I can......"

looked at Luo Didiu, who was in a hurry to leave. Chen Ziyu sat on the sofa. I feel like I'm in a bad mood.

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Back to Lu Mingyuan

Luo Didiu hurriedly rushed to Lu Mingyuan's house, threw down his bag and went straight to Lu Mingyuan's room in a wheelchair.

Moved to Lu Mingyuan's bedside, saw him look uncomfortable, and stretched out his hand to probe Lu Mingyuan's forehead: "Mingyuan, where are you uncomfortable? I've been coding words all these days, how can there be a problem? Is it ...... Did I write enough, and I can't give you the energy?"

"Lost ...... I'm uncomfortable......"

"Good...... Good...... I know I know, I'll start typing right away, you bear with me......"

Lodiu picked up the laptop on the table in a panic and prepared to start typing. But suddenly he was snatched away by Lu Mingyuan and thrown aside.

"What are you doing! I've got to type quickly so I can regain your strength!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Mingyuan's handsome face came over, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a charming smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Luo Diudiu frowned at Lu Mingyuan, who was close to him.

"I'm kidding you, I'm fine!"

"Really?" said Luo Diudiu looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course, I don't believe it, you see!" Lu Mingyuan jumped up from the bed with a carp.

After speaking, Lu Mingyuan leaned down, looked at Luo Diudiu, and said with a smile on his face: "It turns out ...... You still care about me......"

"Lu Mingyuan, you big bastard! You actually lied to me!"

Luo Diudiu gave Lu Mingyuan a slap on the shoulder a little angrily, but was quickly dodged by Lu Mingyuan's hand, Luo Diudiu's little face was puffed up with anger, chasing Lu Mingyuan and wanting to beat him out of anger, and Lu Mingyuan was also moving around in the huge villa living room, one of the two of them chased after him in a wheelchair, and the other ran away, frolicking and chasing......

After the two of them played for a while, Lu Mingyuan looked at the watch on his wrist, and pushed Luo Didiu to go out without saying anything.

"Hey...... Lu Mingyuan...... Where are you taking me?!"

"Don't ask so much, come with me!"

Lu Mingyuan pushed Luo Didiu all the way to his Lamborghini.

Luo Didiu looked at the luxury car in front of him and looked surprised: "Have you changed the car?"

"Hmm~"

"Where are we going?" Lu Mingyuan hugged Luo Didiu to the passenger seat.

"I want you to accompany me to where I want to go, okay?"

After speaking, the two of them looked at each other for a while, and finally after Luo Diudiu nodded in response, Lu Mingyuan drove Luo Diudiu away at a gallop......