Forbidden color

As soon as I opened the door, hot water vapor mixed with human voices rushed towards my face, and there were a few pairs of unfamiliar shoes at the entrance.

Have guests at home?Wen Sitian stopped rushing and looked inside hesitantly.

"Tiantian is back?" Wen Silin heard the movement at the door, and called him from the kitchen, Wen Sitian responded, and saw that the people who came out of the kitchen and living room to greet him were the uncle's family.

Wen Silin was cooking mutton in a copper pot, and there was a table of red meat, white green leaves and green vegetables. He was wearing an apricot-colored thin fleece sweater, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes softened. He said to Wen Sitian: "Uncle came to see us and gave us some something."

Wen Sitian was not breathing well, and his jacket was still on. The hooded bread jacket was covered with fluff, and his round face was blown pink by the wind and baked by the heat in the room. He looked like a beautifully packaged fairy peach, as if If you eat it, you will live forever, and you will be surrounded by several relatives at home, fondling it fondly.

He was still emotionally frozen in the cold winter months outside, as stiff as a cat forced to operate in a cafe, reluctantly calling people one by one with the kindness of the elders at home.

"Tian Tian has grown taller than before..."

"Come, come, sit down and talk to Sister Baozhen."

The uncle's mother stuffed a cup of hot tea into his hand, as if he was the guest, her face was full of love, and she even helped him take off his coat, saying, "Is it cold outside? Your uncle bought it for hot pot at night." The mussels you like to eat..."

Wen Sitian hurriedly exchanged greetings with everyone, and looked away at Wen Silin in the kitchen.

"...Tiantian, how are your grades? Do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?" Uncle Wen is the elder brother of Father Wen. He has been the factory director of a state-owned enterprise for more than ten years, and his words carry the coercion of a superior.

"I didn't think about it..." Wen Sitian said dully, turning his eyes back to look at his uncle. His eyes were piercing and his expression was peaceful, but it made Wen Sitian very stressed. He always felt that there was something deep in his words.

"It's time to think about it. You are already in your junior year." The uncle took a sip of tea, "Or come to uncle's place after graduation?"

Before Wen Sitian could answer, his aunt interjected: "Yes, yes, I don't think it doesn't matter if you take the postgraduate entrance examination or not. Your uncle's place is good. Let your uncle make arrangements for you, and we can take care of you in your future life."

"...I don't need..." Before Wen Sitian finished speaking, she was interrupted by Sister Baozhen, complaining: "What are you doing, don't scare him, Tiantian can do whatever he wants, don't do it for him Arrange blindly."

"I didn't say to arrange it. The family has this condition, so why go out to suffer..." the aunt said.

"You said the same thing when you forced me to go on a blind date..."

Sister Baozhen was still arguing with his aunt, and Wen Sitian took the opportunity to sneak into the kitchen. He didn't dare to look at his uncle's expression. In one sentence, it made him tremble with fear.

Father Wen has a very good relationship with his uncle. Would he, would he have said anything to his uncle?Why did the uncle suddenly say that he would arrange a job for him?Want to take care of him?What about Wen Sirin?Will he arrange Wen Sirin like this?

Did he know something that made him want to take him back to his hometown?

He was uneasy, and wanted to find some sense of security on Wen Sirin. Wen Sirin's tall figure was cutting ingredients under the lamp, and he went to put his arms around his waist.

"What's wrong?" Wen Sirin first looked at the kitchen door, then looked down at him and said, "Why are your eyes so red?"

These words were mixed with warm moisture, Wen Sitian felt that the frozen lacrimal glands were about to thaw out, the circles of his eyes were sore, and he said sullenly: "It's cold, brother...I..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Sirin clapped his hands and said, "Let go."

Wen Sitian didn't move, just stood there in a daze, and said, "Today... my uncle said..." He didn't know what to say for a while, he wanted to absorb some energy from Wen Silin immediately. Lost confidence in love, but was interrupted by the people in this room.

But a hug is also good, no matter how others are, Wen Sirin still wants him.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Wen Sirin grabbed his hand and pulled him aside, frowned and said in a low voice: "There is someone at home."

He stared blankly at the opened hand.

Yeah, there are people in the family, so he's going to be shameless again.

He stood there for a while, not knowing what to do, when Sister Baozhen came in to help, he was driven aside to watch them busy.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, even though they were also a family, he always felt like a different kind.

There were three more people, and the dining table seemed very crowded. The uncle sat where Wen Sitian usually sat. He was hesitating, but was pulled to his side by the aunt and pressed down.

Wen Sirin opened the wine and chatted with his uncle, while his aunt and sister Baozhen kept cooking meat and seafood in front of his eyes, and his messy emotions were all blocked inside.

Looking at his expression, they not only showed love, but also a kind of compassion. They thought that they should fill the position of his lost parents. He listened to Wen Sirin and his uncle talking about employment, Ph. D., and going abroad. Even when it comes to the trade surplus, which involves his own problems, Wen Sirin casually said "he is still young", as if their normal life has nothing to do with him.

Is he a pet?Why did Wen Sirin refuse to plan him into her own life?

He stuffed food into his mouth mechanically, and when he heard his uncle clear his throat, he said, "...Doesn't Tiantian want to come to uncle's place?" He raised his head and asked blankly, "What?"

"After graduating, come to work here. The society outside is very chaotic, and it is difficult to find a job. What kind of Chinese major do you study, and what kind of job can you find?" the uncle said.

Sister Baozhen frowned in dissatisfaction and whispered: "It's started again..."

"I also think it would be better for Tian Tian to come back. Your mother loves you the most. There is everything at home, why bother..." said the auntie, touching Wen Sitian's hand.

"He..." Wen Silin had just said a word before Wen Sitian interrupted abruptly: "Is brother going back too?"

Wen Sirin's eyes became sharp instantly, and he stared at Wen Sitian warningly, but he stubbornly refused to look at him, and continued: "If my brother doesn't go back, then I won't go back either."

"Your brother...your brother's major is different, and he didn't have any good development when he came back to his hometown." The aunt continued, turning to Wen Sirin, "Didn't you say you wanted to apply for a university in Singapore last time?"

Wen Sitian suddenly turned to Wen Silin, brother wants to go abroad?Why didn't he tell himself?

"...Not sure, just say it casually." Seeing Wen Sitian's gaze, Wen Sirin frowned and changed the subject.

The heat from the hot pot can't steam Wen Sitian's heart anymore. Wen Sirin went to discuss going abroad with his uncle's family, but he didn't want to tell himself?Are you planning to say goodbye directly with the suitcase in one morning?

"Then I'll go wherever you go." After Wen Sitian said this, his hands trembling slightly, he put down the chopsticks, and no one made a sound at the table for a while.

"...You can't be with your brother forever, right?" Seeing that the atmosphere is not good, the eldest aunt hastily smoothed things over, "Let's talk about this later..."

"I don't need you to help me arrange...!" Wen Sitian's voice became sore before he finished speaking, and Wen Silin coldly reprimanded him: "Wen Sitian, what do you say?"

Sister Baozhen kicked him: "What's so fierce? I told you earlier that I won't let you carelessly."

"Okay." The uncle said, ending the chaotic situation, glanced at Wen Sitian, and said, "Let's eat."

Wen Sitian buried his head in eating, tears fell into the bowl one by one.

They were still talking about employment, mergers and acquisitions, girlfriends, and the wedding room of Zhang San Li Si's family. He couldn't get in his mouth, and he didn't want to discuss which girl was worthy of Wen Sirin. He wanted to jump into the hot pot and drown himself.

Before the uncle left, he specially asked Wen Sirin to speak to him alone, while Wen Sitian stared at them from under Sister Baozhen's arms like a black-eyed chicken, and then the uncle and his party got into the car and left .

They stood downstairs in the cold wind for a while, and when Wen Sitian's ears were about to be blown off by the cold wind, Wen Silin grabbed his wrist and dragged him home.

"What are you going to do?" As soon as he entered the door, Wen Sirin threw him on the sofa and held him down, with a gloomy look about to get angry.

Wen Sitian turned his face away without speaking, and stubbornly looked over Wen Sirin's deep eyes at the chandelier behind his head.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Sirin pulled his chin with his hand, and asked angrily, "Wen Sitian, what do you think? Did you say those things tonight because you were afraid that Uncle and the others wouldn't see it? Did I Someone told you, can't let other people know?"

Wen Sitian bit her lip and pretended to be dumb.

"Did I pamper you too much? Tell you to forget about it?"

The circles of Wen Sitian's eyes turned red quickly, and he stiffened his neck and said, "Don't let other people know? Why are you not afraid of being seen in the movie theater? Why are you in the locker room during the sports meeting...how..."

He looked at Wen Sirin's cold eyes, and slowly closed his voice.

"Isn't this what you want?" Wen Sirin's fingers mercilessly poked down between his buttocks, and he trembled all over, slowly trying to crawl out.

"If you don't want to, you can leave at any time." After a while, Wen Sirin stared at his red eyes, and said word by word, "I bought you a trust with my family's money, and found my senior sister who works in finance in Hong Kong." , you can sign the contract next month, enough for your future life."

What trust?What it is?They looked at each other, Wen Sitian slowly came to his senses, and said tremblingly: "I don't want trust, I don't want money, brother..."

Wen Sirin has some plans, some has tricks, he can be thrown out of the door with reason and reason if he picks out one at random.

Wen Sitian started to get scared, he didn't dare to ask any more, shook his head as hard as he could, struggling weakly under Wen Silin's suppression: "I didn't mean that..."

He's just too insecure.

No one understood how much he dreaded those seemingly well-intentioned gestures and conditional overtures.

Wen Sirin let go, he hurriedly got up and got into Wen Sirin's arms, choked up and said: "Why do you all want me to go..." Wen Sirin remained motionless, and said: "No one wants you to go, no one wants to harm you , why are you always delusional?"

Wen Sitian said incoherently: "No one wants to harm me... No one... Brother, don't leave me..."

They all just want to try their best to straighten this crooked self.

He has so few things, and he doesn't want to lose any more. He must restrain himself, don't talk indiscriminately, don't go crazy, and keep his life for as long as possible.