Forbidden color

Wen Sirin's face was a bit dark, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, maybe it was because of the backlight, or something else.

"Brother..." Wen Sitian raised his face and called in a low voice. When Xu Qingyang saw Wen Silin, he seemed to be stared at by Medusa, and his whole body was petrified.

Seeing the two people on the sofa froze, Wen Sirin asked, "What are you doing?"

His tone sounded soft, but it made Wen Sitian break out in a cold sweat. Wen Silin hadn't talked to him like this for a while.

Wen Sirin's gaze shifted from Wen Sitian to Xu Qingyang, he thawed instantly, crawled down in a hurry, and said, "We were just kidding... Brother, do you eat cake?"

Wen Sirin didn't speak, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wen Sitian who was half lying on the sofa, pinched his face and looked around, his hands were very cold, his whole body was full of cold air, which made Wen Sitian tremble.

He didn't find any fault, straightened Wen Sitian's crooked shirt collar, and asked, "Are you still playing?"

"Don't play anymore..." The two little ones shook their heads in unison.

"Then let's go." Wen Sirin slightly tilted his head towards the door, and walked out of the box first.

Wen Sitian quickly put on his coat, and said to Xu Qingyang while putting it on, "Speak to Liu Miaomiao for me." Surrounded by a group of people, Liu Miaomiao was playing the second round of Truth or Dare with great interest.

"Okay..." Xu Qingyang looked at him and said hesitantly, "Brother isn't angry, is he? He won't hit you, right?" What kind of luck is he? It was an inexplicable scene again.

"No..." Wen Sitian smiled, "My brother is not violent."

That's right, Xu Qingyang thought for a while, if he wants to hit him, he should hit himself, he looked at the tall figure leaning against the box smoking a cigarette, stopped Wen Sitian who was about to leave, and said: "Today's matter... don't take it to heart .”

Wen Sitian was wearing a white down jacket, standing at the door like a ball of fluffy foam, the jumping laser lights lighted a gentle gleam in his eyes, and he said softly: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Xu Qingyang shook his head, watched Wen Sitian wave his hand at him, and ran out, the orange scarf jumped up and down behind him, outside was the white snow, he finally escaped.

"Eh? Wen Sitian is gone?" Xu Qingyang stood at the window and watched the two figures, one big and one small walking down the street, and was pushed away by Liu Miaomiao to look around, "Why didn't you tell me! "

"You were not upright at the time..." Xu Qingyang didn't say anything, but Liu Miaomiao pinched his arm severely, "Why are you pinching me!"

"Senior Brother Wen is here? Is that his brother?" Liu Miaomiao squinted his eyes to see, and beat Xu Qingyang angrily, "You, why don't you tell me to talk to him! What do you want? use!"

"……how could I know!"

Liu Miaomiao stared dejectedly at the distant figure, and muttered, "He still needs his brother to pick him up..."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyang looked away from Wen Sitian, frowned and said, "What do you want to say?"

"No, no, I'm not like that bastard, I just feel..." Liu Miaomiao was a little depressed because of the lack of girlish feelings, but suddenly became happy for some reason, with a very strange smile on her face, " This is also very good, senior brother Wen is so handsome, hehe."

"Are you crazy?" Xu Qingyang was covered in goose bumps from her laughter.

"Don't you think Senior Brother Wen usually has a sense of distance? When Wen Sitian is around, he will be much more easy-going."

"Nonsense, of course brothers are closer than you."

"What do stinky men like you know?" Liu Miaomiao gave him a blank look, turned and left.

Xu Qingyang turned his head thoughtfully and watched the two brothers disappear at the corner of the street. He didn't know whether it was the troublemaker tonight or Liu Miaomiao's words that affected him, and he had a strange feeling in his heart.

The relationship between Wen Sitian and his brother is too good, and he is not a dangerous person. Wen Silin glanced at him, almost like looking at a rival in love, poking straight into the back of the head from the front door. His scalp is still numb. .

In the middle of the cold winter night, there are few people, only the occasional speeding taxi rushes past with bright lights, and it returns to silence after a while, except for a few street lights and the slowly falling snow, everything around is hidden in the indigo night inside.

Wen Sirin didn't speak, and walked with his hands in his pockets, the snow creaked.

He was tall and long-legged, and Wen Sitian almost flew up after chasing him. While chasing, he peeked at Wen Silin's side face. His jaw was tense, and there was a little bit of sweat on his tall nose bridge, and his breathing was still not steady, as if He came all the way from school.

He must have just hung up on his tutor and came to pick him up.

No matter how much Wen Sirin avoids his love, he always puts himself on the cusp of his heart.

Wen Sitian was left out in the cold for a long time, but a sour and hot love suddenly surged in his heart, he took off his gloves, slapped them bluntly, stuffed his hands into Wen Silin's pocket, and inserted his fingers between Wen Silin's fingers.

Wen Sirin lowered her eyes to look at him, and finally took full steps, warming his hands in her pockets.

They were silent all the way, and as soon as they got home and opened the door, Wen Sitian couldn't wait to pull Wen Silin's head and kiss him.

He refused to touch himself for a long time.

"Brother...I know you love me..." He muttered to himself, eagerly began to tear at Wen Sirin's clothes, "Let's get back together...I won't talk nonsense anymore..."

【It's really a good story in the world】