Followed

32.

Wen Er didn't understand Bie Xu's meaning at once, but it's just that in the summer, the two of them stuck so tightly together, the continuous heat gushed out, intertwined and entwined, which made people dizzy.

He asked casually: "What happened?"

A muffled laugh came from above his head, and the space around him was continuously compressed, filled with sticky heat.

Bie Xu leaned deeper, with his chin pressed against Wen Er's ear, and his thin voice grazed his scalp, like the summer wind brushing over the weeds, making his wilting hair straighten up in an instant.

"That depends on your acceptance."

Bie Xu put more effort into pressing Wen Er's shoulder, and with a lift of his wrist, he no longer wrapped his palm, but wrapped it vaguely, and spread two fingers to caress and walk on the back of his hand.

"It's supposed to happen, like this."

"As for the things you probably thought shouldn't happen..."

Bie Xu dragged out his tone, and moved his left hand slowly forward while pressing his shoulder. The index finger and middle finger traced the shape of Wen Er's collarbone, and his thumb rubbed against his neck in a slow and subtle rhythm.

Wen Er's parts close to the vitals were touched repeatedly, and his breathing was stagnant for a moment.He cleared his throat and wanted to get rid of it, but Bie Xu's right hand followed him and quickly slid across his arm, leaving a tremor that reached Wen Er's lower back.

Bie Xu exhaled a bit hotter: "You can imagine as much as you want."

With a thud, Wen Er knocked over the chair and stood up.

With his aggressive eyes and playful smile at Kamibesu, the temperature around him soared to another level.

Wen Er just made up his mind today, took a small step forward tentatively, turned his head, and found that Bie Xu had already set up his posture to run the marathon, and wanted to discuss with him about those long-term and secret things before the start of the race. question.

"It's just a warning in advance, lest you are not mentally prepared." Bie Xu watched his panicked movements, spread his hands, and emphasized solemnly, "Anyway, there will be such a day, right?"

Under the blue sky and broad daylight, Wen Er was led by Bie Xu for less than 24 hours before the two confirmed their relationship, and they traveled farther and farther on a dark and dark road.

Although they didn't say it clearly, they were all adults, and they weren't as pure as a vacuum. Even if they hadn't experienced this kind of thing, they could understand it.

Wen Er's throat was dry, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva in succession, but there was no relief at all.When he was nervous, he said bad things. He intended to express that he was not ready yet, but it sounded like he couldn't wait to tease him.

"What day is that?"

Bie Xu paused, his eyes dimmed.

He found that Wen Er's character was really fatal.

He is obviously a straight ball lover, but he always speaks with ulterior motives.Waiting for Bie Xu to dig out the potential meaning of his words in ecstasy or frustration, Wen Er blinked his innocent eyes again, with a properly blank expression, telling himself that he only needs to take it literally.

Bie Xu was distracted by his teasing, and his tone was very frivolous, with a hint of warning.

"You can choose any day you want. - If I choose, today will be a good day."

"No, no..." Wen Er clarified repeatedly in surprise.

Bie Xu still looked at him with a half-smile, unmoved.

Like a student with mediocre qualifications, Wen Er inadvertently mentioned the key points of a difficult problem, and got the appreciation of the professor by mistake, and even considered to focus on his cultivation, no matter how he explained, he insisted on his own vision .

"Ding--"

While Wen Er was panicking, the alert for help came.

Wen Zhuang was overjoyed, and drifted into the kitchen in a flash, leaving behind a string of thankful explanations: "The hangover soup is ready! I'll go and have a look! It's almost time to wake Wen Ya up! I get a headache after sleeping too long!"

Bie Xu remained where he was, shaking his head regretfully and amusedly.

There was no one to share this complicated mood, so Biesu turned his head and suddenly thought of a show operation.

He logged on to a certain blog, turned to the latest message asking about Erya, and replied without thinking:

-Thank you for your concern, it has been successful today.

The previous conversation was too lethal, and Wen Er tried to avoid other threads for the rest of the time.

First, he kept the hangover soup in the kitchen for a quarter of an hour, wishing he could use chopsticks to pick out the shredded cabbage one by one and put them in order. Then he hid upstairs like a gust of wind, ignoring the brother-sister relationship, torturing Wenya in every possible way, persuading, coaxing and threatening. Vigorously dig up the dizzy younger sister from the bed.

Wen Ya walked downstairs in a trance with the anger of getting up with nowhere to vent, propped her forehead, and sat next to Bie Xu with blurred eyes.

Two seconds after receiving the soup from Wen Er, her head lost its support and nearly plunged into the bowl. Fortunately, Bie Xu helped her up in time, otherwise Wen Ya would have to be poured with hangover soup after experiencing the baptism of drunkenness.

But being interrupted by Wen Ya, Bie Xu didn't continue the previous topic, but looked at Wen Er with a different meaning in the corners of his eyes and brows.

Wen Er stared back at Bie Xu's self-evident naked eyes, but in reality he was very timid, and only dared to ask Wen Ya repeatedly with a guilty conscience: "Is it hot? Is the taste okay? Now the head is not hot Does it hurt?"

While Wen Ya still smelled of alcohol and was still feeling uncomfortable, it was really annoying to be caught by Wen Er to care about some obvious problems.

At first she responded with a few words, but in the end she simply lowered her head, only drank the soup, and stopped talking.

It was back to the situation where Bie Xu and Wen Er silently looked at each other.

Seeing that Wen Er's evasion plan failed, Bie Xu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled triumphantly.

Wen Er turned his head and only stared at his younger sister, but after all, he gave Bie Xu a ray of vision from the corner of his eye, and he could clearly see his expression.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Bie Xu, with slight complaints and warnings, but Bie Xu felt that it was more delicate.

So Bie Xu raised his eyebrows, his eyes slanted to the upper right, with a gesture of what you can do to me.

Wen Er frowned, and gestured to Bie Xu to wipe his neck with some dissatisfaction, but unfortunately it seemed harmless, coupled with his serious demeanor, it only made people feel clumsy and cute.

Seeing Wen Er's suspected threatening action, Bie Xu smiled very unkindly, and returned a grimace that didn't look like a grimace.His eyes were wide open, his eyebrows were raised exaggeratedly, his chin was drawn down, his lips were pursed inward, and he looked very silly.

A laugh escaped Wen Er's throat, and he glanced warily at his younger sister, who was buried in the soup, and quickly restrained herself.

The two fought like elementary school students, flirting with each other for a long time, and their moves were childish.

But they obviously didn't do anything wrong, but they were all wary of Wen Ya secretly, trying to show a hint of affection from this ridiculous behavior.

Wen Er finally realized that something was wrong, put on an upright posture, and coughed very deliberately.

He withdrew his expression and didn't want to fight with Bie Xu again.Quietly staring at Wen Ya for a long time, sorting out and planning for the future.

After some deliberation, Wen Er suddenly said, "Go and announce the good news to parents tomorrow."

Wen Ya raised her head when she heard the words, and after being taken aback for a while, she became much more energetic: "Okay."

"I have something else to tell you."

"what?"

"Let you listen to it with your parents tomorrow."

Wen Ya suddenly became nervous, and she asked eagerly, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Bie Xu also realized something, and immediately wanted to stop it, but saw Wen Er put a finger on his lips, telling him not to speak.

This action also seemed to be an explanation for Wen Ya. When Bie Xu's expression returned to calm, Wen Er put down his hand and said, "You will know tomorrow."

Because of Wen Er's mysterious words, the atmosphere became very delicate.

Wen Ya was no longer in the mood to drink soup, and kept pestering Wen Er, wanting to ask for clarification.However, Wen Er's mouth became strict, and she didn't like her at all. No matter what Wen Ya said, he would answer inscrutablely, and you will know tomorrow.

This kind of fighting continued until the evening, Wen Ya tried her best, but she didn't find out why.She felt itchy in her heart, shook her hands angrily and went back to the room, and decided to take a beauty sleep earlier.

Bie Xu witnessed the whole process of the rivalry between the brothers and sisters ending in Wen Ya's defeat, and after watching the play contentedly, he also planned to leave.

Wen Er watched his sister go upstairs, then stood up and said, "I'll see you off."

"Oh?" Bie Xu's heart burst into flames, and he even joked, "Didn't you treat me as if I didn't exist recently, and let me fend for myself?"

Wen Er is also good-tempered, knowing that he was deliberately complaining about being neglected before, so he quickly patted him.

"Isn't it different now?" Although Wen Er was still a little hard to say, he finally said, "It should be a gift for a boyfriend."

"You should, you should!" Several gorgeous fireworks exploded over Bie Xu's garden, and he was overjoyed, "You can still be more confident."

Bie Xu still booked the previous hotel, and the two walked side by side along a somewhat familiar road, walking through the clear atmosphere of midsummer.

The last time the two walked this road together was on a moonlit night when Bie Xu returned unwillingly, while Wen Er silently saw him off, all in a hurry, knowing that this farewell might never be seen again.

This time, the two of them were very leisurely, that is, on ordinary days, they would go out for a lazy walk after eating and drinking.

An orange cat ran by the street, dragging its chubby body, but jumped up to the wall lightly, taking graceful steps, watching the two strange humans under the wall getting closer and closer, its arms were not too hot Together, they let out a haughty "meow~".

Bie Xu leaned against Wen Er, exerted a little force, but didn't speak, and turned his head to the side.

Wen Er followed the trend and saw two old people dancing ballroom dancing on the side of the street.

Their hair was gray, and their bodies were still as graceful as young people. They hugged each other to the music, holding hands all the time, stepping back and forth, showing love in every move.

There was a distance between Wen Er and Bie Xu, and they stopped to look at it for a while, without stepping forward to disturb, and sighing with emotion from a distance.

"It's a good dance."

"very nice……"

While Wen Er stared intently for a moment, Bie Xu had already withdrawn his gaze.

With a flick of his fingers, he slid into Wen Er's palm and gently clasped the back of Wen Er's hand.

"Is that how you pull it?"

Wen Er turned his head and looked at him in surprise, Bie Xu simply held Wen Er's hand, lifted it up, and put it on his chest.

He was serious, looking at the two old men, and then at the hand he held with Wen Er. He went back and forth several times, as if he was just adhering to the spirit of learning, studying the correct way to hold hands when dancing ballroom dancing.

Wen Er's hand moved, but he didn't pull it away.He glanced over there quickly, as if he was just cooperating with Bie Xu to confirm.

"It should be."

The two watched for a while, then walked slowly towards the hotel, neither of them mentioned why they wanted to study how to shake hands, and naturally they didn't let go of their hands.

The temperature today is close to 30 degrees, and at night, it will be more than [-] degrees.

The wind that blows along the road is hot, rolling up a layer of waves and rushing to people, instead of relieving the heat, it makes them even more irritable.The leaves are dark green, black in the clear night, blocking the noisy cicadas, even if the branches are blown away by the wind, you can't see where these little things are lying quietly, you can only hear their tireless chirping.

The two hands were clasped together, already soaked in sweat, but neither of them seemed to notice, so they walked forward like this.

"Are you going to tell your parents about us tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'll give you a title." Wen Er joked, but he was nervous after all.

"You don't need to be in such a hurry."

"Anyway, I'll tell them sooner or later. It doesn't make any difference if I tell them sooner or later." Wen Er waved his hand and looked at Bie Xu firmly, "I've already identified you, so it's better to reassure them sooner."

As Wen Er said, he moved his little finger, and gently scratched Bie Xu's palm as if to comfort him.

Don't even react.He tightened his palms to restrain Wen Er's mischievous fingers, and for some reason, his heart sank.Bie Xu added another layer of force, so that there was no gap between the palms of the two, the wet parts were firmly pressed together, and all the emotions gradually overlapped.

His solemn promise: "I will treat you well."

Wen Er nodded and smiled. He was quite eccentric, and he and Wen Ya could tell from his facial features that they belonged to the same family.

"You can write a short composition tonight. I'll save up and say more about this kind of thing tomorrow."

He tilted his head, with teasing in his eyes: "You should still be good at it, Mrs. Jingmin? Or you Youfang, you-big-author-writer-"