"Mr. Ye, where do you go to school?"

Yuluo lay on the sofa, swinging his legs and holding Pikachu's pillow in his arms.

Work is approaching the end of the month, and school is about to start.

Ye Chenhao sat on the ground, the white paper was spread on the table and depicted the picture in his memory, and when he heard Yuluo's words, the pen in his hand stopped.

"I ...... It's been a long time since I've been to school. ”

"What?!" Yuluo turned over and stared at Ye Chenhao, "You, you can't be illiterate, right?" ”

The corners of Ye Chenhao's mouth twitched, and he looked back at Yuluo: "Do I look like me?" ”

"Then why don't you go to school? Because you're busy drawing? Yuluo climbed onto the sofa behind Ye Chenhao and looked at Ye Chenhao's painting.

His paintings are as realistic as ever.

Ye Chenhao likes to paint figures, and he often paints the same woman. At first, Ye Chenhao painted in the room at night, and then changed to daytime when he wanted to sleep at night, and suddenly he was bumped into by Yuluo painting in the hall, and under Yuluo's strong promise that he would not disturb his creation, he gradually got used to this mode of creating her to do chores.

It's a terrible thing to get into habits.

"Because, I don't want to go to school." The faint smell of vanilla in Yuluo's hair entered Ye Chenhao's nose, and a trace of red climbed on his ears.

"High school is very fun, Wangcheng High School is also very good-looking, the key is that he has a vacation every week!" Yuluo gestured with his hand, as if he wanted to describe the appearance of Wangcheng.

"By the way, who is the aunt on this painting, so temperamental." Yuluo tilted his head and looked at Ye Chenhao's side face.

Looking at Ye Chenhao's nose bridge from the side, there is a small mole on his left ear, and the eyelashes of his eyes are very long.

Yuluo had obviously seen it many times, but his face was red again.

"It's my mom." Ye Chenhao turned his head, the two were no more than a fist away from each other, the other party's breath hit each other's faces, and the appearance of the other party was clearly imprinted in their eyes.

Ye Chenhao hurriedly turned his face away, pulled the collar of his clothes with his right hand, and his body warmed up inexplicably.

Yuluo shrank back sharply, his cheeks crimson, and he felt that his face was about to burn.

There was silence.

"So, what about Auntie now?" After a long time, Yuluo coughed, wanting to break this embarrassing scene.

Ye Chenhao's eyes drooped, and he slowly spoke: "She died when I was ten years old. ”

"I'm sorry." Yuluo hugged his legs and pushed a little harder.

She understood his feelings.

"It's time to go back to you."

Yuluo glanced out the window and found that it was already dark, and looked at the coffee cat's alarm clock on the table, and before he knew it, it was half past seven.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Yuluo hurriedly got up, grabbed his bag and ran out.

"I'll send you." Ye Chenhao smiled softly, and kept up with Yuluo with his hand in his trouser pocket.

The air in the elevator was stuffy, and the two men stood side by side without saying a word.

"Mr. Ye, the work is coming to an end." Yuluo lowered his head, and his long hair spread out covered half of Yuluo's face, and he couldn't see his expression.

"Well, I'll get the money into your card." Yuluo's eyelashes trembled, she didn't know what she was expecting, but she was inexplicably disappointed when she heard Ye Chenhao answer lightly.

Out of the building, the neighbor narrator was pacing back and forth, constantly looking upstairs with bright lights, and saw that the stone in Yuluo's heart was put down, and hurriedly ran over.

"Why didn't you even answer the phone, why did you come down so late!" Bai Ye frowned, and there were traces of sweat on his face.

"My phone is out of battery and I forgot the time." Yuluo's voice was very faint, not a little angry.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Ye turned her head only to find a good-looking boy standing behind her.

"Who are you? What did you do to Yuluo? Bai Ye bypassed Yuluo and stood in front of Ye Chenhao with a hostile look.

Ye Chenhao saw Bai Ye up close for the first time, before he always stood by the windowsill upstairs and watched Yuluo get on Bai Ye's motorcycle, hugging his waist, only to feel extremely dazzling.

Now the man who made him uncomfortable was standing in front of him, and he looked like he was protecting his wife, which only made Ye Chenhao feel angry.

"It's your business." Ye Chenhao's eyes narrowed, as if he swept Bai Ye's face casually, and replied nonchalantly.

"You ......" Bai Ye took a step forward, his hand clenched into a fist, and he only felt a pull behind his clothes.

"White Nights! He's my boss. ”

Bai Ye was shocked, turned his head to look at Yuluo who lowered his head, and his heart was very sour and angry.

"You're crazy! You work for a guy with a girl, and who knows what he's going to do to you! Bai Ye held Yuluo's shoulder, and the strength was a little strong.

Yuluo raised his head, his teeth biting his lower lip, his eyes slightly red.

"Smack!" Ye Chenhao knocked off the hand on Yu Luo's shoulder and protected Yu Luo's front.

"Don't you see her hurt?" Ye Chenhao's eyes were very unfriendly, giving people a very indifferent feeling.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I lost my temper today." Yuluo pinched the corners of his clothes, and his voice was a little choked.

Ye Chenhao only felt that he was scratched by a cat in his heart, and he was very annoyed.

"White night, go, go home." Yuluo walked straight to the motorcycle, putting on his helmet.

Bai Ye stared fiercely at the man in front of him, exhaled and followed Yuluo.

Ye Chenhao kicked the trash can next to him hard, and the trash can recessed a large piece.

In my heart, it's really annoying.

"Yuluo, I'm sorry for hurting you." There was a deep guilt in Bai Ye's voice.

"White Night, promise me not to tell my mother." Bai Ye's hand holding the handle trembled, and he found a place to park.

"You're going to him?" Bai Ye turned his back to Yuluo, trying not to show his anger.

"Mr. Ye is a good person, and besides, the work is over in a few days, and I won't go when the time comes." Yuluo looked into the distance.

For a long time, there was the sound of "um" in the white night.

When he returned home, Bai Ye and Yue Lianxiang said that it took more time for Yuluo to meet his classmates, and Yuluo said thank you to Bai Ye with his mouth, otherwise he would not be able to avoid Yue Lianxiang's interrogation.

At night, Yuluo lay on the bed, looking at the six thousand yuan displayed on his mobile phone, but he couldn't be happy.

Yuluo put the phone on his chest, covered his eyes with his right hand, and felt very stuffy.

This is the feeling of loss that is about to lose a good friend.