as gentle as you

Chapter 44

I've been to Wen Yiran's downstairs twice, but now it's the first time Ling Fei walked into her apartment.

Ling Fei was carefully laid on the bed by Wen Yiran's support.As soon as she sat on the bed, she immediately realized that this was her bed, and she was struggling to get off.

"But Mr. Wen, this is your bed..."

"It's okay, just lie down," Wen Yiran helped her back and let her lie down, "Because you came to me suddenly, so I didn't have time to clean up the guest room. I heard from Qi Yuanyuan that the two of you haven't eaten yet, so I'll go out Let me get you something to eat first, and then drink the medicine after eating."

After speaking, Wen Yiran went out.

Seeing Wen Yiran's leaving back, Ling Fei couldn't help thinking about what Qi Yuanyuan said to herself just now.

Teacher Wen doesn't hate me... It seems that he does, otherwise, who would let the person he hates into his home and let him lie on his bed?

The meaning in Qi Yuanyuan's words seems to be that Wen Yiran might like me a little bit? ...

Ling Fei immediately deleted this thought from her mind.What are you thinking about? She said it herself. She is responsible for this matter, so it is only natural to take care of me.

Ling Fei was lying on the bed, the pillows and sheets smelled warm, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

smell good……

But Ling Fei somehow remembered Wen Yiran's relationship with Liu Jian again.

At that time, Ling Fei watched the crowd surround a large circle, and heard a familiar voice saying "I have never loved you" or something, she immediately recognized Wen Yiran's voice, and hurried forward to have a look .

But he saw a man arguing with Wen Yiran.Then, that man actually kissed Wen Yiran in public!

She was furious at that time, and hit the man's back with a fist, and the man let go of Wen Yiran.

It was only when the man turned around that Ling Fei saw that it was really Liu Jian, but it was too late, Liu Jian reflexively punched Ling Fei in the chest, and she immediately fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time...

Now when she thought of Wen Yiran being kissed by that scumbag, she couldn't get angry.

Why was the treasure she had always held dear in her heart being bullied by that scumbag?

Especially when he got it and didn't cherish it!

Ling Fei really hated that she wasn't a boy, otherwise she would have fought Liu Jian and vented her anger on Wen Yiran...

Just as Ling Fei was thinking wildly, Wen Yiran came back from outside.

She came in with a bowl of noodles and put them on the bedside table: "There are no ingredients at home. I thought you didn't eat so late and I was afraid that you would be anxious, so I had to go to the supermarket to buy the simplest tomatoes and eggs. Made this bowl of noodles."

Ling Fei's eyes followed her busy figure back and forth, and she sat on the bed blankly.

Wen Yiran went out again and brought in the water, and distributed the medicine that should be taken at night, and put it beside him: "Eat the food first, then drink the medicine, the water is hot, you can drink it after you finish eating .You eat noodles first."

After doing all this, he sat on the edge of the bed and watched her.

But seeing Ling Fei staring at her all the time, that cute look was unavoidably cute, Wen Yiran said with a smile: "Don't look at me, hurry up and eat, it should be cold in a while."

Seeing her smile, Ling Fei's heartbeat couldn't help but skip a beat, she didn't care to look at the food in the bowl, and hurriedly picked up the bowl and began to eat big mouthfuls.

Seeing that Ling Fei was eating in a hurry, Wen Yiran couldn't help but frowned and said: "Eat slowly, don't worry, there won't be enough in the pot for a while."

After taking a few mouthfuls of noodles, Ling Fei realized that she was hungry, but fortunately she got better after taking a few mouthfuls. She looked down at the noodles in the bowl.

Although she ate half of it, she could still see the original appearance of the bowl of noodles.

The red tomato was covered with yellow eggs, and there were piles of noodles underneath. Ling Fei took a deep breath, it was very fragrant, even better than the tomato egg noodles made by her mother. It can even be said... This is Ling Fei. The best tomato egg noodles Fei has ever eaten.

She thought so, and in fact she said so.Ling Fei looked up at Wen Yiran, swallowed the noodles in her mouth, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Teacher Wen, this is really the best tomato egg noodle I've ever eaten."

Wen Yiran couldn't help but blushed when she heard her praise: "Okay, don't be poor, eat quickly."

Seeing Wen Yiran's shy look, Ling Fei felt sweet in his heart.That's great, the old teacher Wen is back.

After eating the noodles, under Wen Yiran's supervision, Ling Fei obediently took the medicine again.

After washing up, Ling Fei stood in the living room and asked Wen Yiran: "Mr. Wen, have you cleaned up my room?"

Wen Yiran came out of the guest room, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then said: "The guest room has not been lived in except for my mother, and it has been unused for a long time. Otherwise, you can go to sleep in my room and I will clean it up later. Clean it up, if not, just make do with the sofa in the living room for one night."

Ling Fei immediately refused: "How can this work? That's your room, give me the quilt, and I'll sleep in the living room."

"No, you're still sick. The living room will be very cold without air conditioning. I can't let you sleep."

……

The two argued for a long time, and finally Wen Yiran decided that they would both huddle on the bed in her room.

This is something Ling Fei did not expect.She just wants Wen Yiran to sleep in her own room, and she can do whatever.However, the final result turned out to be like this...

They are all women, Ling Fei can't say it's not easy to sleep in the same bed, can he?

Wen Yiran's bed is not a double bed, but both of them are relatively thin, and they can barely sleep on it.It's just that... two quilts cannot be placed.

When Wen Yiran went to bed, Ling Fei's heart couldn't stop beating wildly, and she gradually moved towards the edge.

However, Wen Yiran did not "kindly" remind Ling Fei like last time.

Wen Yiran slept outside, and she didn't intend to turn off the lights. She read a book.

But it's really early, less than 09:30.

Ling Fei turned her head towards her, carefully looking at her side face reading a book from a distance of a body.

Under the warm yellow desk lamp, Wen Yiran's side face was blurred softly and hazyly, and his fair skin was set off like crystal pink crystal, and if you look closely, you can see the slender blood vessels under the skin; long eyelashes She blinked from time to time, her eyes were as transparent as amber, her chest rose and fell with her breathing, and her serious and focused appearance was so beautiful that Ling Fei couldn't bear to move her eyes away for a moment.

Seeing that there was no movement from the people around him, Wen Yiran thought that Ling Fei was asleep, so he put down his book and turned to look at her.

Ling Fei was taken aback by the sudden staring at each other, and she quickly looked away like a frightened little rabbit.

The smile on Wen Yiran's face froze in an instant.

"Ms. Wen, you... have you finished reading?" Seeing that Wen Yiran's expression was a little off, Ling Fei asked tentatively.

"No."

"then you……"

"Ling Fei." Wen Yiran suddenly called her name.

"Ah? What's the matter... Teacher Wen?" Ling Fei wanted to turn over and lie down, but turned around when she heard her call her name.

Seeing her turn around, Wen Yiran sighed, and then said: "I think I need to have a good talk with you."

"okay……"

Wen Yiran seemed to be preparing a sentence, and after a long time, he said: "I don't know if I gave you some feeling that caused you to have an illusion... No matter what it is, no matter whether it is my fault or not, I hope you can wake up Come here. First of all, you have to understand that I am your teacher; second, you are still a child, and your feeling is likely to be your dependence on me, not the kind of emotion you imagined, you understand ?"

First emphasizing her identity and then saying to herself that "this kind of feeling" is a feeling of dependence on her, Ling Fei immediately understood the meaning of her words.

Ling Fei couldn't help but blame herself.However, it is difficult for people not to notice that he is so obvious, right?Especially myself...

Moreover, knowing that she had a boyfriend, he still couldn't persuade himself to let her go completely.He didn't dare to face her face to face alone, so he could only secretly look at her from a distance in the corner sometimes, and saw Liu Jian walking beside her openly, talking and laughing with her.In the end, I left silently, or hid in a corner and cried alone.

How much she wished she could know and let her compete with Liu Jian openly; how much she wished she would never know, as long as she could be by her side, even if it was just for a moment, she would be satisfied if she could smile at her.

"Mr. Wen, you...you know..."

"Yes, I got it." Wen Yiran opened his lips, but his tone lost the smile and joy when he offered Ling Fei just now, and was replaced by a touch of alienation and indifference.

"I've noticed it a long time ago, so I've been urging you to give up."

Ling Fei thought that she would know, but she didn't expect that she would know so early.

But the woman's cold and alienated tone made Ling Fei's warmth and softness at this moment gradually turn cold and hard.

"Persuade me to give up?" Ling Fei couldn't help feeling sour and wronged, put away the smile in his eyes, sat up all of a sudden, looked at her, and said with a choked throat, "How can you let me give up without saying a word? "

With her snow-white neck hanging down, Wen Yiran's eyes fell on the quilt covering Ling Fei's body, but she didn't look at her.

"Ling Fei, I thought you would understand everything I did."

Wen Yiran's long hair covered her face, Ling Fei couldn't see her expression clearly, but from her cold voice, Ling Fei could still hear her disappointment and pain.

Ling Fei knew that she had done something wrong.She was wrong, but this relationship is innocent, it hasn't started yet, so why should she tell her to give up!

At this moment, all the unwillingness and grievances came to her heart at the same time. Ling Fei's nose was so sore that she couldn't help the tears rolling in her eyes, but she still resisted to let them flow down.

"Let me understand? Hehe," Ling Fei's eyes were full of mist, and she struggled to pull a mocking smile from the corner of her mouth, "Why? If you want me to understand, you first tell me why?"

"I've said it before." Wen Yiran felt that her throat was suddenly stuck like a big stone, and she turned her head quickly not to let Ling Fei see her distress clearly, "Because I am your teacher."

This answer was weak and heavy, forcing Ling Fei to finally burst into tears.

Ling Fei stared at the back of her head with red eyes, and said word by word: "Well, if you want to reject me, tell me clearly. But before that, let me say it outright. Tell you ..."

Wen Yiran seemed to know what she wanted to say in an instant, turned her head in a hurry, and severely stopped her: "What are you going to do?! If you say it, do you know what the consequences will be?!"

Ling Fei finally saw the flustered and disappointed melancholy on her face, as well as - the tear stains on her face.

Ling Fei understood everything in an instant.

"Hehe," Ling Fei smiled sadly, "They are obviously two wounded beasts, why do they keep repelling and torturing each other? Wen Yiran, are you going to keep deceiving yourself like this?"

Ling Fei called out her name for the first time, but Wen Yiran sounded particularly harsh.That "Wen Yiran" contained too much sadness and despair of Ling Fei, how could Wen Yiran remain unmoved.But even so, she still couldn't compromise.

Wen Yiran's heart was throbbing all the time, almost unable to breathe, but his words were still firm and indifferent: "Ling Fei, give up, I will only like men in my life."

"Man, is it a man like Liu Jian?" Ling Fei sneered, with weak tears still hanging on her long eyelashes, but her tone was as fierce as forcing Wen Yiran, "Don't tell me you still love him! "

Wen Yiran stared at her blankly, tears pouring down uncontrollably.After a while, she rolled her eyes, and forced out a word from her sore throat: "Even if it wasn't Liu Jian, it would be someone else. Anyway..."

"It must not be you."

It must not be you...

Her last words floated back and forth in Ling Fei's mind like a spell cast on her, and every time there was a thunderous bang, instantly crushing all Ling Fei's persistence and hope.

This cruel last sentence also stabbed Ling Fei thoroughly.She looked up at the ceiling with empty eyes, and tried hard to let the tears back into her eyes, but it was useless. The big tears still dripped down like broken beads. Her chest heaved violently, and suddenly Coughing loudly uncontrollably.

Wen Yiran hurriedly wanted to pat her on the back to calm her down.

But Ling Fei dodged it all at once.She stared at her indifferently, and said indifferently without the slightest emotion: "Get out of the way."

Wen Yiran's hand hung in the air awkwardly, and she watched Ling Fei get off the bed.

"Ling Fei, where are you going so late?" Wen Yiran's tone was no longer as sharp as before, only worry was left.

"It's none of your business." Ling Fei stood where she was, without turning her head, and walked out resolutely after saying this.

Wen Yiran immediately got out of bed and followed her.

"Don't go out. I'm sorry, I..." Wen Yiran grabbed her sleeve, hesitating to speak.

"I won't leave. I'll go to sleep on the sofa." Ling Fei sniffed, turned her face away, and didn't look at her.

"No, you're still sick, go to sleep on my bed, I'll go to the living room to sleep." Wen Yiran's voice was still trembling, and she wiped away her tears.

Ling Fei didn't speak for a while, but finally nodded.

At last the lights in the living room and bedroom went out.

After a long time, there was a low sob in the living room, which lasted for a long time.

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