C20 Let's Split up

Yan Chuyang rubbed his burning mouth and glared: "Do you even need to go that far? Why don't you wash it for me? "

Wei Qing walked past him with a sullen expression. He looked at the kitchen and asked, "Why isn't Auntie Wang coming to work?"

Yan Chuyang exclaimed and said guiltily: "She's on leave, there seems to be something at home."

"Leave of absence?" Wei Qing frowned in annoyance, "Why didn't you tell me when you asked for leave?"

"Maybe I was in a hurry and didn't make it in time."

Wei Qing said in frustration, "Then how do we settle the dinner tonight?"

"I did it for you."

Wei Qing turned his head and looked at the person in front of him in surprise: "You did it?"

"Yes." Yan Chuyang pointed at the table, "There's something on the table. I've already eaten. You're the only one left."

Wei Qing's expression eased up a little: "Thank you for your hard work."

Yan Chuyang waved his hand, "Not at all, not at all."

I'm willing to cook for you.

Wei Qing walked to the table and looked at it in confusion. "Where's the rice?"

"Here." Yan Chuyang pointed at a small bowl in the middle of the table, which was held by a porcelain bowl.

"..." "What is this?"

Yan Chuyang took the porcelain bowl away, "instant noodles."

Wei Qing's forehead twitched as he looked at the few pieces of unknown black matter on the surface of the bubble: "What's floating on top?"

"This one." Yan Chuyang took the credit, picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks and said, "Beef, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it well, so I intentionally made it for you at home."

Wei Qing's forehead jumped twice: "Beef? Where did you get it? "

"Ah, in the cupboard. The bottom layer is covered with several layers of fresh film. I almost didn't recognize it …" "Hey, where are you going?"

Wei Qing turned around and walked out. He quickly walked to the cupboard and opened it to see the empty plate. It was as if a piece of his heart was gouged out.

It was the kind of beef that he had asked several people to deliver from Lorimelmez, northeastern France, and the region. The quality of the meat was the best of all the beef, and he had originally wanted to make a three-pronged steak and slowly taste it, but who would have thought that it would be made by someone without even looking at it … instant noodles?

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Chuyang whispered behind him.

"Don't talk to me!" With a cold face, Wei Qing went into the bedroom.

But the moment he opened the door, he was stunned. There were many large pots of plants and flowers on the balcony window. Not only on the balcony, on the bedside table, on the desk, and on the tea table, there were also many bottles of different colors.

"Yan Chuyang!" Wei Qing bellowed loudly.

"Here, here." Yan Chuyang immediately ran over.

Wei Qing turned his head. She stared at him with her ice-like eyes and asked, "Are you the one who put the flowers on the table?"

Yan Chuyang acknowledged: "There aren't any plants in your room. I feel that carrying two pots to you can increase the photosynthesis and is good for your body."

"You think." Wei Qing shouted with a livid expression, "Mr Yan, the two of us aren't familiar with each other, right? Can you stop following your way of thinking?! "

Yan Chuyang's face turned pale, he subconsciously lowered his head and said, "Sorry."

Wei Qing pulled on his tie helplessly and frowned, "Mr Yan, I don't think it's appropriate for us to live together."

Yan Chuyang suddenly looked up: "But we just got married, we can't leave now right? Your dad hasn't had an operation yet. "

"Not divorce." Wei Qing looked at him and said seriously, "I'm saying we should split up."

"Separate?"

"Mm, go back to your school or your old house. When my dad comes to inspect, I'll contact you. You can come back."

Yan Chuyang's shoulders trembled and his eyes flashed: "There's no room for discussion?"

"Nope."

Yan Chuyang lowered his head and promised, "Sorry for the trouble. If you are annoyed, then I will leave now."

"I'm not asking you to leave immediately. It's already the middle of the night …"

"It doesn't matter." Yan Chuyang drooped his eyelids, "I seem to always be like this, reckless and reckless, making people angry. Sorry."

With that, the boy bowed, turned around, and hurried out. His thin back made him look pitiful and lonely.

Wei Qing felt even more frustrated than before, but in the end, he didn't open his mouth to stop him.

It was better to live separately. He really couldn't bear to get along with someone whose personality was completely different from his.

Midnight.

After washing up and moving those eyesore flowers out of his room, Wei Qing started tossing and turning on the bed.

He didn't know why, but he had always felt very uneasy in his heart.

When he thought of Yan Chuyang's wet eyes staring at him before he left, he felt his heart tighten.

No matter what, Yan Chuyang was still a child and only nineteen years old. Since he was still in university, his endurance was definitely weaker than his own.

Actually, he didn't do anything too outrageous. All he did was eat his ice cream, stew his beef, and mess up his room. Other than that, he was very well-behaved.

However, he still directly ordered them to leave.

Isn't that a bit too much?

"Ah!" Wei Qing rolled over, stared at the ceiling and let out a sigh of relief. He thought, that brat usually looks full of energy, he shouldn't be so conflicted over a few words, right?

However … When he left, he seemed very sad, his face was white, his eyes were downcast and he didn't dare look at him, his shoulders were still shaking.

Nineteen years old. He was only nineteen. Just when the boy's ego was high, he had yelled at him without any respect, not thinking of leaving a chance for him to escape.

Wei Qing's mind twitched. He suddenly remembered the news he saw that morning when Professor Yin scolded him. The university student jumped off the building in anger.

According to the news, that university student seemed to be the same as Yan Chuyang, also 19 years old …