Chapter 8: My Heart Is Settled!

Maizi looked through the glass door of the kitchen at the gray-white figure in the living room, and even against the backdrop of such a humble environment, it was difficult to hide his terrifying courage. The originally unruly handsome face actually revealed a loving light, but that look was shocking in Maizi's eyes.

In Maizi's impression, Ye Zifan doesn't like children at all, and he can even be called hateful. I remember that once the two of them were dining in the restaurant, the child next to him was naughty, and inadvertently spilled the drink on Ye Zifan, the child's parents have been apologizing, the child's unintentional mistake, ordinary people laugh over, although Ye Zifan is also smiling, but his eyes are gloomy and terrifying, and Maizi can detect the surging anger emanating from his body.

But today's Ye Zifan has completely subverted the image of the past, and black handprints have been left on brand-name clothes, and he doesn't care about it, he still looks spoiled. In order to keep his height consistent, he has been kneeling on one knee and patiently explaining the function of the toy car.

Such a warm scene is so frightened and uneasy in Maizi's eyes, some secrets have to rot in the heart, and they can't be exposed to the sun.

No matter what purpose Ye Zifan appeared in front of him again, Maizi decided that he could no longer have anything to do with him.

Adjusted his thoughts and walked back to the living room, calling Mai Bao, who was still excited: "Mai Bao, it's time to eat!" ”

I thought that the man would leave with interest, but who thought that his son patted his chest and invited with a bold look: "Uncle, you gave Mai Bao a gift, Mai Bao invites you to dinner!" ”

The man agreed without hesitation: "It just so happens that my uncle is also hungry, so I'm welcome!" ”

His son has already issued an invitation, but Maizi is no longer happy, and there is no reason to chase customers. Maizi reluctantly walked into the kitchen and added two more dishes. When the food came out, one big and one small were already sitting around the table waiting for the meal to start.

It's a very ordinary dish, whether President Ye, who has always been very particular about his diet, can he get used to it, and he has no time to take care of the wheat that is busy feeding his young master. I just took a bowl of rice and handed it over, so I didn't bother to pay attention to him. After his young master finished eating, Maizi remembered that there was still a guest at home, and President Ye, who had been neglected, did not regard himself as an outsider.

When Maizi looked over, Ye Zifan was picking up a piece of celery and putting it in his mouth, his cheeks on both sides were slightly squirming, and he was eating very elegantly.

The humble hut, the dim light, the lover and the children sitting warmly around the dining table by his side, for a moment Maizi felt that this was the happiness he had been longing for.

But the scar in my heart always reminds me not to fall into this unrealistic fantasy. The man in front of him can't give him the happiness he wants at all. In his eyes, love is the big net he hunts, and this net can catch the prey he wants. His mood determines the freshness period of his prey, and once the freshness period is over, it will be ruthlessly discarded like garbage.

Isn't he his former prey, discarded garbage?

Being good to Mabel, Ken sitting in a simple house and eating such an ordinary meal may be just a bait to catch prey. I don't know what I have aroused his bad taste again, isn't this what a playboy like them looks like? Suddenly appears in your life, plays with you in applause by any means, and when he has had enough, he will disappear from his life again.

President Ye, who is always being hugged by people and will get anything he wants, should lose interest in himself again after touching countless nails here.

Thinking of this, Maizi sighed, and her tense thoughts relaxed suddenly.

After eating, Maizi went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Ye Zifan still accompanied Mai Bao to play in the living room.

Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

This man had no intention of leaving.

Maizi frowned, a little irritated.

Fortunately, after a while, Ye Zifan stood up and prepared to leave: "Mai Bao, uncle is going back!" ”

Mai Bao looked reluctant: "Will Uncle come to Mai Bao again?" ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Mai Bao smiled brightly.

Ye Zifan hooked the corners of his mouth: "Maizi, thank you for your hospitality!" ”

"I'll send you out." Although I don't want to have anything to do with this person anymore, I still can't lose my courtesy.

Maizi sent Ye Zifan downstairs, and the neem trees in the courtyard were full of small lilac flowers, emitting bursts of faint fragrance, refreshing people's hearts.

Ye Zifan took a deep breath: "What flowers are so fragrant?" ”

Maizi took out the prepared money from his pocket and handed it over: "Here you go!" ”

Ye Zifan looked at the stubborn man in front of him in surprise: "Maizi, what do you mean?" ”

"Toy money, I don't want to owe you anything more!"

"Don't be like this, Maizi, can't we be friends!"

"President Ye has such an identity, we can't afford to climb high!"

Ye Zifan wanted to say something more, but Mai Zi couldn't help but stuff the money into his hand.

"I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, you see, I'm back to my normal life now, and I have McBaby. Our previous relationship, I don't want Mabel to know. ”

Maizi clutched his pants tightly, and his slightly trembling hands still revealed the tension in his heart. Fortunately, the thick night disguised him perfectly.

Before coming, Ye Zifan also expected Maizi's reaction, but when the cold and heartless words came into his ears, his heart was still overwhelmed by pain, and he was uncomfortable.

Ye Zifan, Ye Zifan, I think you have lingered in the flowers and hunted countless flowers, how could you have thought that you could have today. But it is obviously impossible to give up the man in front of you and restore the chic and calm life you used to have.

Although the man in front of him has changed a lot, his round and innocent face has been carved with the traces of time, and he is no longer as sunny and lovely as before. The slender figure is even thinner and even a little shriveled, as if a gust of wind can blow it away. The innocent boy who would blush and be overwhelmed when he saw himself disappeared completely, and the man standing in front of him always had a cold face and exuded a thick hostility, making it impossible to get close.

Obviously, this type is the most disdainful of him, but for some reason there is no disgust in his heart, but he thinks that this kind of wheat is more cute, and he wants to hold him tightly in his arms and melt the coldness in his heart with the heat in his heart, and soothe the pain in his heart.

The thick night filled the dilapidated community, and the dim street lamps reflected people not so really, but Ye Zifan just felt that the man in front of him couldn't see enough, and his hot eyes kept lingering on him and he was reluctant to leave.

Maizi's hand clutching his pants was already sticky, and he could feel the intense gaze like infrared rays constantly probing his body, looking for weak spots inch by inch, and once he found it, he would launch an attack and annihilate it in one fell swoop.

A little irritated: "I should go back when it's not too early, I won't send it far!" ”

After speaking, he didn't dare to observe Ye Zifan's reaction, so he hurriedly fled home.

Ye Zifan watched the back ruthlessly disappear at the staircase of the black hole, raised his head to look at the window with dim light, his eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth were full of confidence: "Maizi, do you think I will give up on you so easily?" Get ready, I'm going to settle your mind! ”