Past Night Promises Chapter 9

There was silence on the phone for a while: "Ah...it's too expensive."

"You don't have to think about this, just wait until I get back."

"Um."

There was silence on the phone.

Li Shuo sighed in his heart: "Then you should go to bed early. Good night."

"Brother Li, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Li Shuo smiled bitterly.

He and Li Chengxiu didn't have many topics to talk about. Li Chengxiu was very boring, and they had almost nothing in common. Common topics also require time and experience to cultivate. He was not in a hurry, but he knew very well that there was one person in Li Chengxiu's heart that he couldn't let go of. person, so I have never been able to open my heart to him. Although he cares, he can't show it. This also needs time to get used to.

Li Shuo returned home and accompanied his mother to make cakes, plant flowers, and prepare dinner.

There are two nannies, a gardener and a driver at home, but Mrs. Li likes baking cakes and biscuits and tending to flowers and plants most on weekdays. She is a very interesting person.

After being busy until evening, Mr. Li came back for dinner. As soon as he entered the room, he said, "Xiao Shuo, did you pinch Jin Xin's hand?"

Li Shuo said awkwardly: "Well, the car door was pinched."

"Don't be careful. Fortunately, nothing serious happened. This afternoon, Lao Zhao asked Jin Xin to deliver the materials. His hands were blue and blue, which made Lao Zhao feel bad."

Mrs. Li said nervously: "Did you send him to the hospital?"

"Gone." Li Shuo felt a little worried on his face. In the eyes of his parents, he had always been a son who didn't need to worry at all and could even be relied on. But this time when he came back, Zhao Jinxin had a series of minor problems.

Mrs. Li complained: "Why didn't you stay with him in the afternoon? You pinched his hand and you didn't come back after settling him down?"

Mr. Li also echoed: "Yes, he was asked to drive to the company in the afternoon with one hand. There are so many cars in Manhattan, how dangerous it is. Xiao Shuo, do you have any prejudice against Jinxin?"

"No." Li Shuo said helplessly, "I went to his house to cook for him and then came back."

"It's very inconvenient for Jin Xin to live alone. Don't be unwilling to take responsibility because of any prejudice."

"Dad." Li Shuo couldn't laugh or cry, "How old am I?"

Just as he was talking, Li Shuo's cell phone rang, and he had a bad feeling. Sure enough, it was Zhao Jinxin calling.

Mrs. Li glanced at the side and said, "Oh, it's Jin Xin calling."

Li Shuo answered the phone bravely: "Hello, Jinxin." Worried that Zhao Jinxin would become snoring, he pressed the phone against his ear, fearing that something would leak out and scare his parents.

"Uncle Li, I'm so hungry and my hands hurt." Zhao Jinxin's lazy voice penetrated his eardrums.

"Well, okay, I'm about to send you dinner."

Zhao Jinxin smiled: "Hey, uncle and aunt are around, right?"

"Yep."

Another burst of laughter came from the phone, "Okay, come here quickly." He breathed softly, "I've been thinking about you all afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, Li Shuo met his parents' approving eyes and said resignedly, "I'll deliver dinner to him."

Li Shuo went to Zhao Jinxin's house with four lunch boxes prepared by his mother, including dinner, soup, cakes and fresh fruits.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Jinxin leaned against the door frame as if he was boneless. Although he didn't even move a finger, he interpreted the four words "to make a pose" with his eyes.

Li Shuo wanted to laugh: "You must be hungry, hurry up and eat."

"You feed me?"

"I'll feed you."

Li Shuo went to the kitchen to take out the dishes and put the food on the table one by one.

"I didn't complain on purpose. It was my dad who asked me to go to the company. Who knew my uncle was there too."

"It's nothing, you just told the truth, it doesn't count as a complaint."

Zhao Jinxin looked at Li Shuo's back wildly. The long legs straightened by the bending movement and the waistline exposed under the hem of his clothes made people imagine.

Li Shuo turned around and said, "Eat."

Zhao Jinxin sat down, not looking at the food, but looking into Li Shuo's eyes: "Did you go back to chat with Li Chengxiu today?"

"We were chatting, what happened?"

"What did you talk about?"

"What's the point of knowing?"

"Know yourself and know the enemy."

"Li Chengxiu is not your enemy..."

"Oh, of course he is not." Zhao Jinxin smiled and thought, he is my sister-in-law.

"I will never answer anything related to him again." Li Shuo picked up a piece of scrambled egg and said, "Open your mouth."

Zhao Jinxin took a bite and looked at Li Shuo with a smile: "It's delicious."

"Thank you, my mother made it." Li Shuo didn't look at him and started eating by himself while feeding him.

Zhao Jinxin took a few bites and then said aggrievedly: "It's rare that someone is so impatient with me. I'm a little sad."

Li Shuo opened his mouth, but in the end he was not used to hurting others with his words. Although he came to the United States with his parents when he was very young, he was still deeply influenced by Confucianism and tried his best to be kind and tolerant. Although Zhao Jinxin harassed him repeatedly, But after all, he didn't really offend him, so he had to say: "I'm not impatient. If we can talk about normal things, like on the plane, I will be happy to chat with you."

"But when I saw you, I felt that the air around me was abnormal." Zhao Jinxin blinked, "Have you ever been so fascinated by someone?"

Li Shuo was stunned for a moment, actually thought about it, and then came up with the answer------no. He couldn't understand the kind of overly intense, self-sacrificial emotions. He felt that people could either be the master of their own emotions or be a slave. As a master, you could be like him, always able to handle things with ease, always avoid trouble, and be a slave... ....No need to give examples, they are everywhere in the world.

"No." Zhao Jinxin raised his eyebrows, "You have never been fascinated by someone."

"It depends on how the word 'fascination' is defined. We have only known each other for a few days and met only three or four times. If you can be 'fascinated' by me, then it proves that fascination is just a thoughtless and weightless thing." Desire is not much different from appetite." Li Shuo scooped up a spoonful of soup and stuffed it into Zhao Jinxin's mouth.

"I really can't tell that you are such a boring person." Zhao Jinxin licked the soup stains at the corner of his mouth, "'Fascination' is a kind of passion, as addictive as a drug."

"We all know drugs are harmful."

"So you've never been 'fascinated' by Li Chengxiu."

Li Shuo narrowed his eyes: "What are you trying to prove by going around here and there?"

Zhao Jinxin blinked innocently: "I want to prove that you are not happy being with him. Try it with me, baby."

"Do you want to eat?"

"Actually, I've already eaten a burger. I just want to see you."

Li Shuo put down the spoon, crossed his arms and leaned on the back of the chair, silently breathing in. He was afraid that he would not be able to control what he said or do something bad.

Zhao Jinxin blew a K!ss from the air, smiling brightly and confidently.