I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 9
Wen Shaoyuan couldn't help but sneered: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to turn on the light." After saying that, seeing that she still didn't want to let go, he simply sat back, looked down at her slightly, and asked, "Afraid? The security of city A?" It's not bad, you don't need to worry too much." There was a smile in his voice.

Wen Ge was taken aback for a moment, his ears warmed slightly, it seemed that he misunderstood that she was afraid of the plot in the novel she read yesterday.

"No..." She replied in a low voice, "It's not that I'm afraid."

"What's that?" He glanced at her hand that was tightly holding on to the hem of his clothes again, and instead of shaking her off, he leaned down and looked at her with a low voice, still with a slight smile, "What are you thinking, you want me to know, but you are too embarrassed to speak?"

With his tone, Wen Ge became even more speechless.

But he was the only one at home, and no one could help her out of the predicament except him.

But Wen Shaoyuan is her uncle after all, and this difference in gender and seniority cannot be ignored.

For just a moment, her mind was spinning, and finally she felt that her ears and cheeks were hot and hot, and an indescribable sense of shame surged in her heart, and she couldn't open her mouth no matter what.

After a moment of silence like this, the tears that had accumulated in Wen Ge's eyes for a long time finally fell, like a ignited fuze, burning to the end at this moment, detonating the bomb.

Wen Shaoyuan was startled by her sudden crying, when he turned on the light and turned back, she had already covered her face, her long hair fell down, just blocking his sight.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head lightly: "Did I bully you?" His voice was low.

"No..." Wen Ge cried out of breath, and finally gave up, "Uncle, save me quickly. I, I'm here..."

that?Wen Shaoyuan was about to ask "Which one", when the words came to his lips, he suddenly came back to his senses, with a subtle expression on his face.

He looked down at Wen Ge, who was crying even more, and squeezed the center of his brows with a headache, realizing that this sudden situation was more difficult than securing a deal.

He coughed lightly, wanting to comfort Wen Ge, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say, so he simply gave up.

Watching her cry like this for a while, Wen Shaoyuan suddenly remembered that this was the first time she cried in front of him, whether she was picked up from her cousin's house, sent to Wen Jing for adoption, or in front of the old man. She had never been so sad after being neglected and wronged.

Thinking of this, he wanted to laugh again.

"Don't cry." He suppressed a smile, his voice was a little hoarse.

Wen Ge naturally heard the three-point smile hidden in his voice, and was so ashamed and annoyed that his ears were burning, he snorted and protested weakly.

"For the first time?" he asked.

Wen Ge hesitated for a moment, lowered his head even lower, then nodded.

"I... go buy it for you..." Wen Shaoyuan's voice was unnatural, "Use my mobile phone to call Aunt Xin, and I'll be back later."

Only then did Wen Ge raise his head slightly, saw him handing over the phone, and slowly reached out to take it.During the whole process, she kept staring at his fingers, for fear that she would accidentally raise her head and look at him - she was already ashamed to see anyone.

After Wen Shaoyuan left her the phone, he turned and left.

Not long after, Wen Ge heard the sound of a car engine, and in the dark night, a car light shone brightly.

She squeezed the phone, whimpered, and buried her whole body in the quilt.

From discovering her first menstruation more than an hour ago to now, she feels like a dream.Knowing is one thing, experiencing is another.She had imagined the worst situation for the first time countless times before, but she never expected that it was even more embarrassing than she imagined.

Wen Ge covered his eyes and let out a long sigh—how will he face his uncle in the future?
When Wen Ge packed up and went downstairs, it was already completely dark.

The dark sky is dotted with stars all over the sky, and the stars are bright.A bright moon, the moonlight is cold, coming in through the window, with a slight coolness.

Wen Ge leaned out half of his body and glanced at the kitchen.

Under the warm orange light, Wen Shaoyuan leaned on the counter, stretching his long legs.The teacup in his hand was steaming, white mist rose slowly, his face was so blurred that he couldn't see clearly, only his eyes were clear, locked straight ahead, his brows were slightly frowned, thoughtfully look like.

Wen Ge retracted her body, with her back against the cold marble column, but the coolness did not ease her rather complicated mood at the moment, until she took a few deep breaths before sticking out a foot.

Wen Shaoyuan knew she was coming downstairs a long time ago, but he hadn't seen her coming for a long time, so he turned his head to look at the stairs, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

That foot sticks out, retracts, sticks out, retracts again, and so on.

He looked interesting, hooked the corners of his lips, and took a sip of his tea.The aroma of tea lingers on the tip of the nose, and the eyes are a little blurred by the white mist. When I can see clearly, the microwave oven suddenly dings.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the stairs again, just in time to see half of Wen Ge's head sticking out.

Holding back his smile, he commanded calmly, "Come here and help."

Wen Ge was stunned for a moment, then he let out an ooh and ran over quickly.

"Take it out." He handed her the bowl and chopsticks.

Wen Ge glanced at him secretly, seeing that his expression was calm, as if he didn't take what happened just now to his heart at all, he immediately calmed down a bit.

She took the bowls and chopsticks, just turned around, and saw a small fire on the stove, cooking something, the sound of gurgling water, in the silent kitchen, was as clear as a piece of music—well, it filled the world Fireworks music.

Wen Ge wanted to ask what was being cooked, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he smelled a faint aroma, which contained a hint of sweetness.

Hearing the song, he shuddered. Is it red dates?
At this time, cook red dates...

Wen Ge swallowed back the words that came to his lips, pretending that he didn't see anything, he kept his eyes fixed on the ground and floated out.

Wen Shaoyuan stayed in the kitchen for a while, waiting for the ginger syrup to boil and turn off the heat, and then he came out.

The temperature in the room was a bit high. He was only wearing a white shirt, the hem of which was tucked into his trousers, and the sleeves were turned up and folded over his forearms, revealing his graceful wrists.

Seeing her looking over, he pulled out his chair and sat down, and confessed: "I made ginger syrup for you, and I'll drink a bowl after dinner."

Wen Ge snorted, and immediately lowered his head to stare at the white rice in the bowl.

Before going to bed at night, Aunt Xin was still worried, so she called Wen Ge again, telling her to keep warm and not catch a cold, and finally asked her: "Shaoyuan made ginger syrup for you, did you drink it?"

Wen Ge was curled up on the sofa, remembering that when he came back, he grabbed him by the hem of his clothes to prevent him from turning on the light, and... and when he came back after buying sanitary napkins...

Wen Ge still remembered that when he reached out to pick up the bag, his hand was so soft that he almost missed it, and even the "thank you" was so low that he didn't know if he heard it.

Entering puberty and menstruation, in her opinion, is a bit ashamed, and when she is so embarrassed, she can only turn to him for help.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt her body temperature soar and her ears were hot, so she said, "Aunt Xin, how can you trouble my uncle to make ginger syrup for me?"

"I asked him to cook it!" Aunt Xin suddenly laughed when she remembered something, "It was he who called me later and asked you what you can eat now and what you are taboo about."

Wen Ge was startled, opened his mouth and was speechless.

Did he... ask himself?

She turned her head to look at the second floor. There were two wall lamps on the stairs, reflecting the wallpaper on the wall softly and warmly.

What Aunt Xin was still talking about, but she didn't listen to it anymore, only before she hung up the phone at last, Aunt Xin sighed: "Wen Ge, your uncle really has nothing to say to you."

Yes, whether it was because Wen Jing asked him to take care of her more, or for some other reason, he was really good to her, which made her want to rely on, trust, and get close to her involuntarily.

The most special thing about the Wen family is the presence of Wen Shaoyuan.

Before half a month, Mr. Wen came back.

When Wen Ge came home from school, she saw Aunt Xin choosing vegetables in the kitchen, she went back to her room to put down her schoolbag, and immediately went downstairs to help.

It was more than five o'clock in the evening, and the sky was still very bright.

It has been raining for the past two days, but today it cleared up, and the wetness disappeared, and the air was filled with the scent of green grass, fresh and refreshing.

After Wen Ge helped Aunt Xin choose the dishes, she glanced around, and then asked casually: "Aunt Xin, I saw Uncle's car outside, and Uncle is back?"

"I came back early. The old man and I were picked up in the afternoon, and the two have been in the study." After saying that, Aunt Xin paused for a while and glanced at her, "After the old man comes back, first go to the back garden to take a look at his Hua, I praise you for taking good care of me."

When Wen Ge heard it, he immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile: "It's as long as Grandpa is happy."

"He treats those flowers as treasures..." As she spoke, Aunt Xin suddenly fell silent again after she remembered something.

Wen Ge looked up, Aunt Xin's brows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and the center of her brows frowned slightly.It was the first time she saw Aunt Xin's expression like this, most of the time she was smiling, her eyebrows stretched, gentle and soft.

She hesitated for a long time, but finally suppressed her curiosity and didn't ask any more questions.

Aunt Xin cooked a table of delicious dishes, and seeing that Wen Shaoyuan and Mr. Wen hadn't come downstairs yet, she asked Wen Ge to call in the study.

As soon as Wen Ge reached the stairs, he saw Wen Shaoyuan retreating from the study.

Seeing her, he raised his index finger to his lips, signaling her to keep quiet.

Wen Ge nodded her head clearly, and even walked cautiously when she went downstairs.

Because the air pressure in the center of Mr. Wen is unstable, the total value is always low, and the atmosphere in the room is so depressing that it makes people breathless.

Aunt Xin went upstairs several times, and when the meal was hot for the second time, Mr. Wen finally came downstairs.

He should have calmed down in the study for a while. Although his face was still a bit gloomy, it was almost adjusted. Only the center of his brows was furrowed, and he looked a little tired.

Wen Ge glanced at him quietly, and when she pulled out the chair and sat down, she didn't dare to make too much noise.

The meal was depressing and silent, and there was nothing else on the table except the light touch of bowls and chopsticks.

At a time like this, Wen Ge didn't dare to join Mr. Wen's side. After dinner, he helped Aunt Xin clean up the dishes and hid far away.

When Wen Ge helped Aunt Xin put the cleaned dishes into the cupboard, and then returned to the living room, Wen Shaoyuan was the only one sitting on the sofa.

The light and shadow on the TV screen quickly passed over his sharp-edged face, stopped and changed constantly.Under the interlacing of light and shadow, his expression became a little more hazy, and he couldn't see clearly, only his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Seemingly aware of her gaze, without warning, he turned his head and glanced at her.

At this glance, the light and shadow receded from his eyes, leaving only a pitch-black patch, like ink staining.

He stood up, bent down and picked up the coat from the sofa, put it on slowly, and then walked a few steps closer, his voice was soft and low: "Come out and give it to me?"

Wen Ge nodded, rubbed his dripping hands on his clothes twice, and walked out behind him.

He was tall and seemed to be growing.

Wen Ge looked at his slender figure, couldn't help but look down at his toes, and touched his nose.

When he reached the door, he changed his shoes, turned around and saw that she had also changed her shoes and was about to send him out, so he laughed: "Let's send it here."

Wen Ge let out an ah, then oh again, and gave him a puzzled look: "Uncle, are you going away?"

"No." He raised his hand, as if he wanted to rub her head, but when he stretched out his hand, he remembered something, put it down again, and then stared at her for a while, "Grow up."

His voice was low, as if he was just talking to himself.

Wen Ge looked at him, always felt that his eyes were so far away that even if she stood in front of him, she couldn't touch him, and this feeling made her a little uncomfortable, no, very uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, she stretched out her hand, and seeing that he didn't dodge, she boldly grabbed his cuff: "Uncle..."

He looked down and frowned slightly.

Just when Wen Ge thought he was disgusted by her touch, that hand held her wrist instead, and the other hand stretched out and pulled down her high-rolled sleeve, just covering her wrist.

"I will be very busy in the days to come. I will be graduating soon, and I have work matters." He let go of his hand and explained to her seriously, "I won't come to the hotel anymore. I have hired a tutor for you. If you want to Get rid of the life like a vassal, and study hard." He paused, his eyes were clear and burning: "I left you my number two days ago, if you have anything, you can call me. Parents will be called by the teacher if you make a mistake. Parents, tell me a day in advance. Remember?"

Wen Ge nodded, her eyes suddenly became hot.

She directly held his hand this time, his palm was warm and dry, but the soreness in her heart could no longer be restrained: "Uncle, are you leaving me alone?"

The light in the porch is not bright, but a dim warm orange.

Most of the Wen family's wall lamps are warm orange, and the light is projected on the cold and hard marble, making it look colder and more lonely.

Wen Ge looked up at him, suddenly a little scared.

Wen Shaoyuan seemed to think about it for a while, and then gave her a half-smile look: "I don't care who cares about you?"

Only then Wen Ge breathed a sigh of relief, pouted her lips, a little dissatisfied: "But no matter how busy you are, you can come back!"

Wen Shaoyuan raised his head, glanced at the second floor from a distance, pursed his lips slightly, and did not answer.

Wen Shaoyuan has been away for more than half a month.

If he didn't come back, the entire Wen family was as quiet as if they were out of this world.

Mr. Wen would go to the back garden to water the flowers every morning. If he didn't go out, he would either watch the news in the living room or stay in the study.

Aunt Xin's life is simpler, shopping for vegetables, cooking, and cleaning the house.If it was a weekend and Wen Ge was at home, she would take a nap at noon and bake some biscuits for afternoon tea after waking up.

Quietly, time passed slowly.

After more than half a month, Wen Ge didn't know why Mr. Wen lost his temper the day he came back from Jinguang Temple.

According to Aunt Xin, it was Mr. Wen's youngest grandson, Wen Jingran, who insisted on applying for the medical school and stayed in L City, whether it was for study or work.

Mr. Wen was stubborn, and he thought that Wen Jingran was a young man who went into business. No matter how bad he was, he didn't want him to take the exam for a surgeon.Now the doctor-patient conflicts are increasing sharply, and doctors are so busy every day, no matter where they start from, it is not suitable for him.

In the end, it was natural for Mr. Wen to compromise. All his persistence was just a fragile barrier in front of them.

(End of this chapter)