The whole house was unusually quiet. Knowing that Wen Niannan was afraid of the dark, Uncle Xu asked some people to install lights in many places of the villa. At night, they would be automatically turned on, remaining like that till morning. There was also a switch for the corridor lights and the living room in Wen Niannan's room.
After turning on the lights of the corridor and stairs, Wen Niannan walked silently towards the stairs, in his way he saw that the lights of the studio were still on. Walked into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, he opened the refrigerator taking out some cookies made by Aunt Lan. He leaned against the cupboard to eat.
Wen Niannan has always had a sweet tooth. When he was a child, every time he passed through the dessert shop, he saw the bright smiles of those kids while eating desserts, he wondered if he could make people happy with some desserts.
During that time, when his mother died, he kept hidden in his room not wanting to see anyone. The relationship between father and son became more and more rigid until he saw his father's increasingly thin body.
Wen Niannan asked the kitchen to make a cake to bring it to his father. The father and son ate the whole sweet and glorious cake. Bit by bit, the bitterness in their hearts seemed to be dissipated by the sweetness of the cake.
"What are you doing?"
Out of a sudden, a low voice sounded, Wen Niannan quickly put the cookie aside and stood up straight.
Gu Yansheng walked over with a weary face pouring a glass of water, looking at him after that.
"I... I couldn't sleep, I got thirsty so I came to drink water."
After speaking, he stepped back standing in the corner, trying to disappear.
"Where is Uncle Xu? Tell him to bring me a cup of coffee."
"Uncle Xu is already sleeping, I'll do it for you... okay?"
Gu Yansheng raised his eyebrow looking at him, said nothing, walked to the table, and sat down closing his eyes.
Seeing that he hadn't been rejected, Wen Niannan got very excited. After the coffee was ready, he took it gently and put it on the table.
When he saw the redness of Gu Yansheng's eyes, he felt distressed. He cautiously said: "It's already dawn. Sleeping too late isn't good for your health. Deal with everything tomorrow."
"Put away your fake worry, I don't need it." It seems that the reason why Gu Yansheng was very grumpy, was because he stayed up late and he was exhausted.
Wen Niannan poured coffee on the cup: "Aren't you going back to our room to rest?"
"Going back to our room? Whose room? I don't know what kind of tricks you want to play, but don't forget, we're about to divorce."
In the study, Gu Yansheng didn't turn off the computer after handling the company's affairs. Instead, he opened another website and clicked to play it.
A piece of soothing music was being played in the study room. It was a song of W.E., a mysterious famous composer in recent years.
Two years ago, he became a "fan" after hearing WE's tunes by chance. Every time that a tired Gu Yansheng listened to a new song, the deep emotions behind each piece always made him relax.
The following morning, Wen Niannan woke up early, went downstairs to sit down at the table, but his eyes were still keeping glancing upstairs.
When Aunt Lan saw what he was doing, she shook her head with her eyes full of worry.
It didn't take too much time for Gu Yansheng to come down, the two of them ate silently without anyone of them speaking.
The ringtone broke the silence, and Gu Yansheng's face instantly became softer after seeing the caller ID.
"Well, I'll be back soon, do you want me to bring your favorite tiramisu?"
Hearing the sudden change from his tone to a gentler one, Wen Niannan knew exactly who the person on the other end of the phone was, his heart automatically sank, would he leave again...He continued to eat as if nothing had happened, although his eyes were staring at the food on the plate, his mind wasn't there.
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BLACK LOTUS (BL NOVEL)
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