come to my house to sleep

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July 10, 22:4 AM.

When Fan Li finished sorting out the sketches and turned off the computer, he saw this time.

Outside the long window in front of the desk, it was still dark, and the only source of light was the street lamps on the street below.

He didn't sleep all night, and he felt refreshed after the drowsiness passed, but he was very hungry.

Before dawn in late autumn, the air was extremely cold.Facing hunger and cold, without hesitation, he resolutely left the chair, put on his coat, and went out to find something to eat.

Best served warm, starchy and meaty.

Then there is only one choice.

The building he lives in is at the end of the subway line, close to the suburbs, without 24-hour convenience stores, golden arches, or Kaifeng dishes.There is one and only Tianjin soup dumpling that opens before dawn.

Go out of the community to the right, walk along Tanghua Road, pass some Sijigui that are still blooming, and reach the first big eucalyptus tree.

The dim street lamps illuminate the fallen leaves and capsules on the ground, making it very warm.

The hot white mist rising from the steamer at the door of the store is even warmer.

Fan Li smiled slightly and looked at his watch. It was 5:04.

He walked over at a faster pace, and when he reached the steamer, he said, "Miss Boss, I—"

The voice suddenly stopped.

For the first time, at this time, there were other people in the store.

It was a young man, wearing a dark blue windbreaker, holding a mobile phone, talking to the proprietress.

The proprietress asked him to pay the bill first. He said he did not bring cash, and the proprietress asked him to pay with his mobile phone. He held up his mobile phone with a black screen and said that it was out of battery. Can you borrow a charger so that it can be turned on after eating.

Fan Li stood where he was, looking at him through the white mist, his ears were ringing and his heart was beating, feeling like he was dreaming.

With great difficulty, I looked away from his face and looked down, and saw that he was carrying a large travel bag on his left shoulder, with a half-exposed black peaked cap and mask placed in the outer interlayer.

The proprietress said that she only had an Android charger. After saying this, she couldn't continue the conversation with that person. She looked at each other and became silent. Then she noticed that someone was coming, and she turned her head to look forward.

Fan Li woke up and looked up at the man, "Let me pay for it for you."

The voice is a little urgent and a little empty.

After half a year, he finally saw him, and this was the first sentence between them.

The two sat down in the shop and ate buns facing each other.

The young man was holding the edge of the bowl with one hand and chopsticks with the other, eating intently.

The cramped shop and the simple disposable tableware can be regarded as a fast eating speed, but the posture is still elegant and leisurely.If you only look at his demeanor and actions without looking at the environment, you will feel that he is in a Michelin restaurant.

It also seems to be making some advanced movies.

As expected of an actor.

Fan Li was also eating steamed stuffed buns, but he was absent-minded and kept secretly looking at the opposite person from the corner of his eye.

It was a bit hot in the store, the man opened the windbreaker, revealing a white turtleneck sweater, with his head slightly lowered, eyelashes cast a faint shadow, no bangs, his forehead was beautiful, and his skin looked extremely cold and white under the low-wattage incandescent lamp , There is a sense of beauty and alienation that is unknown in time and space.

The two finished eating almost at the same time. The man wiped his mouth with the tissue he brought, handed one to Fan Li very naturally, raised his head, and smiled at him.

No longer cold and alienated, but warm and friendly.

Looking at each other, Fan Li trembled slightly as he took the tissue.

And the man leaned forward slightly, allowing Fan Li to see his eyebrows and eyes clearly from a close distance.

The natural, thick, and heroic eyebrows make the overly delicate face not look feminine.

And those eyes... At this time, they were slightly red, still glowing with water, looking a little tired, and slightly bent because of a smile, slightly lying silkworms, giving people a very gentle feeling.

Same as usual, but different.

usually……

At a film conference, he was the second male lead, standing with the foreign male lead and the Chinese female lead to answer reporters' questions.The reporter asked the hero about his impression of the heroine and him.

The hero first said to the heroine: "Cute, very cute."

Reporter: "No more?"

The male protagonist nodded, and then said to him: "Very charming! Especially the eyes, clear and beautiful..."

The reporter was stunned, and forgot to ask the heroine when the hero finished speaking.

The hostess was also taken aback for a moment before laughing and answering: "Well, I think so too, senior's eyes are really gentle and beautiful, as expected of... um."

Fans in the audience booed and made up for what she had omitted.

After sorting out the expressions, the reporter continued to ask the heroine about her impression of the heroine professionally.

The heroine smiled professionally: "Very handsome, very handsome."

There were bursts of laughter from the audience.

At this point in the video, the photographer focused the lens on his face, close-ups from various angles.

He was already looking slightly embarrassed, but he subconsciously lowered his head and tilted his head, smiled embarrassedly, and even raised his hand as if to cover his face.

A large amount of onomatopoeia flashed across the barrage like snowflakes, followed by endless exclamation sentences——

"Ahhhhhh beauty crit!"

"My brother is blushing!"

"The tips of my ears are also red!"

And the omitted part of the heroine that was completed——

"What did the hostess want to say just now?"

"You don't need to guess, everyone knows it, hahahahaha!"

"What the hell? QAQ"

"As expected of the number one beauty in our D family." xN

"Oh oh oh oh oh!" xN

It was about 5:[-] when we left the store, and it was already daylight.

On the way back to the community together, Fan Li was very quiet and didn't take the initiative to chat.

Instead, the people around him talked to him and said with a smile that they would pay him back or ask him to come back next time.

Fan Li was a little embarrassed: "No need, it's only five yuan..."

The man persisted, and took out his phone from his pocket: "Yes. I'll send you a WeChat message?" His movements froze suddenly, and he smiled awkwardly, "I forgot that the battery is out."

Fan Li couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, it really doesn't matter."

The man pursed his lips, as if suddenly thinking of something, put the phone back, reached into the side pocket of the travel bag, took out a ballpoint pen, and handed it to Fan Li with a smile.

Fan Li took the pen, confused: "...?"

The man raised his right hand to his eyes, with the palm facing up, and said with a smile, "Please write me your WeChat ID, and I'll add you back."

Fan Li was a little dumbfounded looking at the slightly dry hand with clear palm lines but still extremely white and beautiful.

The man added: "There is still a name."

After all, Fan Li still wrote his name and WeChat ID with a thin blue ballpoint pen on that artwork-like hand.It's just that after writing, there is an inexplicable sense of guilt.

When writing with the pen in the right hand, the left hand supports the opponent's hand. As soon as the skin touches the skin, I feel an electric current rushing from the hand into the heart instantly.

The heartbeat was too loud, afraid of being heard, Fan Li returned the pen and immediately distanced himself from the other party.

The other party didn't seem to notice, looked at the words in the palm of his hand, smiled and said to him: "My name is Wen Xingyun."

Fan Li glanced at him, then immediately looked away, "Yes."

There are many apartment buildings and a building in the community.

Wen Xingyun walked towards the building, ready to say goodbye to Fan Li, but found that the other party followed.

The two walked the same way, and finally got into the same elevator.

Wen Xingyun showed a surprised look, and asked, "Do you live here too?"

Fan Li looked back at the mirror, nodded, "Yeah."

Wen Xingyun was so surprised that he blurted out and asked, "Which room?"

Fan Li also blurted out: "1701."

Wen Xingyun seemed to feel that he was asking too much, so he smiled unnaturally, rubbed his forehead with his hand, and said as if to relieve the situation: "It's so close, I live on the 18th floor."

Fan Li didn't ask which one it was, because he already knew it.

The average price of this building is 10,000+ one square meter, and most of them are large-scale river view houses. The owners are either rich or expensive. The highest floor is 18 floors, more than 2000 square meters, and only one household.

It turned out to be here.