vision of dawn

Xi Wenbai bought their house without authorization. Although it was because of Liao Liming, he was wronged first. Fortunately, Liao Liming was only angry with him for three to ten minutes. Going back and forth to study the red book in Xi Wenbai's hand, after looking at it for a while, Liao Liming began to ask questions, such as can he be shown the transaction contract, such as whether Xi Wenbai is now his landlord.

"...Little doctor, stop talking!" Xi Wenbo jumped up and covered his mouth.

It was also at that time that the master bedroom was changed into a study room. Looking back now, Liao Liming feels that he was a bit too much at the time, because he wanted a big bookcase against the wall. Xi Wenbo highly agreed, saying that he would ask someone to measure the size. I went to a home furnishing store to order it. It was beautiful and sturdy. Liao Liming shook his head desperately, saying that he did not want to customize it.

It shouldn't be said like this, the more Liao Liming thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, he closed the huge book and buried his face in his arms.He should have thought that the boss was very busy when he returned to the Congress, and he didn't have so much time to accompany him to complete a wall of bookcases, but at that time, Xi Wenbo didn't show any embarrassment, he just looked down at the mailbox and said yes, let's go.

The reason why Liao Liming loves to stay in the study room is not only because of his precious out-of-print books, but another bigger reason is that when he spends all day and night in this study room, besides the smell of composite wood and ink, He seemed to be able to breathe Xi Wenbo's breath.

Ah, to breathe Xi Wenbo's breath.

The big bookcase had four packages of screw components alone. Xi Wenbai and he sat on the floor and squandered six hours of their lives in the room—four hours building the bookcase, and two hours doing the thing they had always been happy to do.

This was also the longest time Xi Wenbai stayed.

Missing made people go to the bookcase, and carefully sniffed the musty air.How could this thing that he used to do every day become a luxury now?If possible, Liao Liming really wanted to travel back to the past, and whispered in his ear that he would stay with Xi Wenbai longer, chat for a while, kiss again, and make love again.

Six hours, three movies, four or five classes, in the vast river of time, if thrown in for six hours, it will disappear silently, very insignificant, people are like puppies, cats, birds, and trees, they have every day Four six hours, and the days are piled up by countless "everydays". The six hours Xi Wenbai and he spent were just a drop in the ocean, and they didn't take it seriously, because they thought there would be many, many six hours in the future.

At least that's what Liao Liming and Xi Wenbo thought that afternoon.

Liao Liming realized belatedly that the calls that Xi Wenbai pressed down with a smile were probably not the messy real estate agency he explained, but various affairs that the head office called to hand over. Between handling official business and screwing a few insignificant screws, I chose the latter.

For the first time, Liao Liming clearly saw his position in Xi Wenbo's heart.

His boss has the iconic thin lips and sharp eyebrows, and looks proud and courageous. If Xi Wenbai is to act in a TV series, he must be a person who doesn’t talk too much. After signing the divorce agreement, he will make transatlantic phone calls in the business class But it is also this man who will temporarily put away his fangs and sharp claws, tap the keyboard of the mobile phone with his soft palm, and ask whether Liao Liming is thinking about him; The real estate certificate asked him if he liked it; he would unconditionally agree to his wish, turning the cross knife for hours and hours, Liao Liming often wondered when he fell in love with this man.

For Liao Liming, Xi Wenbai, who only showed his white belly to him, is more like a sheep in wolf's clothing. Under the skin that no strangers should get close to, there is fluffy gentleness and patience.

He is changeable yet unchanging, that is the kind of Xi Wenbai who made Liao Liming love him until now, and made some very accidental and not so "Liao Liming" actions.

Liao Liming sat on the chair in the study room and turned around, kicked his feet far away, put his nose out of the window to smell the wind, wondering if he could wait for the boss, but when he passed downstairs yesterday, he found that The wooden frame on the balcony in Room 204 was full of potted flowers, and now I suddenly wanted to see it, so that he could forget about Xi Wenbai for a while.

Grandma happened to be at home and warmly welcomed him in. Liao Liming ran to the balcony and squatted down to look at the yellow and beige chrysanthemums. He had heard grandma mention it before, saying that she liked chrysanthemums very much. Some hairpins and clothes when she was young were all like this They even picked chrysanthemums for the wall calendars, and they liked it almost all their lives, so Liao Liming guessed that the flowers on the balcony should be sent by the grandma's daughter.

"Liao Liao, look at it, it looks good." Grandma couldn't help laughing, "My daughter brought it here yesterday."

Liao Liming was bored alone for too long, and when he saw the fresh and beautiful things, his mood immediately improved. He said it was super beautiful, and the grandmother touched the slender petals twice with her lower hand, which was very helpful.

After all, she is an old lady who has received higher education. When viewing flowers, she can still recite a few lines, "When autumn comes and September [-]th, I will kill the flowers after they bloom." Liao Liming squatted with sore feet and sat on the rocking chair on the balcony to listen Finally, not to be outdone, he said that the boss had also bought him a lot of flowers.

"Once I bought flowers, it probably cost hundreds of thousands..." Liao Liming looked proud and heartbroken, clutching his chest, "It's too extravagant."

The old lady was stunned when she heard it, "Oh, hundreds of thousands? Hundreds of thousands of flowers, can the house hold them?"

Liao Liming pursed her lips and smiled, Grandma asked curiously, "What kind of flower is it?"

"...I like champagne-colored roses." Liao Liming didn't answer directly, he looked down at the blooming Qiuju on a balcony, and said in a daze, "The boss has known for a long time."

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