Forbidden color

Wen Sirin didn't seem to intend to forgive him so soon, Wen Sitian could feel his indifference, he no longer cheated on him on any occasion, except for the occasional incident in the bedroom when Wen Sitian was entangled, they behaved as if everyone Ordinary brothers, it seems that the honeypot life in the past few months has overdrawn Wen Sirin's favor.

It seems that the intimacy that is so sweet to the bone is fake, it is all Wen Sirin's whim.

He didn't dare to ask too much anymore, every time he tried to go further, it would backfire.

"Wen Sitian, Wen Sitian~" As soon as he left the classroom, Liu Miaomiao, wearing a white wool cap and holding his textbooks, chased up from behind, and said with a smile, "It's my birthday next week, and I want to invite everyone to sing. Do not come?"

She and Wen Sitian have been classmates for more than two years, and rarely talk to him. Since going out together in the summer vacation, Wen Sitian has obviously become more outgoing and willing to participate in group activities. opportunity to play with him.

Seeing that Wen Sitian hesitated a little, she said unremittingly: "Come on, come on, Xu Qingyang is also here, don't you have a good relationship with him? You can bring family members, do you have a girlfriend?" Although she felt that Wen Sitian It's not like having a girlfriend, so I still asked.

"Uh..." Can Wen Sirin be counted in the category of "girlfriend"?Wen Sitian thought to himself and didn't know how to answer. Seeing that Liu Miaomiao was happy and didn't want to spoil her interest, he smiled and said, "Okay, what gift do you want?"

Liu Miaomiao's eyes glowed with peach blossoms, and her cheeks became hot. She just wanted to say that she didn't need a gift, but she really wanted to receive Wen Sitian's kindness, so she whispered: "Anything is fine, I like it." After finishing speaking, she called Haha ran away without noticing that Wen Sitian didn't answer her question about his girlfriend.

On the day of Liu Miaomiao's birthday, more than a dozen people made a fuss and nearly overturned the box. Half of them were people Wen Sitian didn't know. The gift from Tian encouraged Liu Miaomiao to sing a song with Wen Sitian.

Wen Sitian was tone deaf, and even led Liu Miaomiao out of tune. After singing a song, he embarrassedly let the microphone out. Xu Qingyang was shaking his cup, but when he saw this, he came to save him and took the microphone, but Liu Miaomiao gave him a blank look.

"Why are you spoiling my good deeds..." She gritted her teeth and condemned Xu Qingyang.

"Brother, I'm doing it for your own good, he..." Xu Qingyang was still very depressed when he mentioned this matter, "He has a date."

But he's been looking sullen lately, not at all wanting to be a teenager in a relationship.

It was fine before.

"Ah..." Liu Miaomiao's face collapsed immediately, and she wailed in a drawl, "How do you know? Are you from our school?"

"I didn't ask." Xu Qingyang looked at her slumped facial features, and felt sluggish for a moment, feeling sympathetic in his heart, "Anyway, there is, let's sing "Crossing Love"? Do you want to sing a male voice or a female voice?"

Liu Miaomiao glared at Xu Qingyang. At this time, a boy from the sports academy came over and said to Liu Miaomiao, "Miaomiao, do you want to sing a song with me?"

This boy is Xu Qingyang's golf friend. He met Liu Miaomiao twice and liked him very much. However, Liu Miaomiao has always been lukewarm to him. Now she is full of depression. Said: "Don't sing!" After speaking, he arched into the group of girls.

The boy was originally upset because Wen Sitian gave her an expensive necklace tonight. Seeing Liu Miaomiao's shy and blushing appearance, he felt jealous and hated, and was choked by her again. Annoyed, he took two wine bottles casually, turned to Wen Sitian and said, "Are you also from the Faculty of Arts?"

Wen Sitian was staring at the wall in a daze. He told Wen Sirin this morning that he was going to celebrate his classmate's birthday. Wen Sirin's expression was very delicate. He nodded coldly and didn't tell him as usual, as if Wen Sitian was going to give it to him. It's like an enemy's birthday.

So much so that he wanted to ask Wen Sirin to pick him up at night, but he couldn't speak.

They haven't taken a walk together for a long time, and apart from going to bed, their physical contact is pitiful. Wen Sirin has always responded to his innocuous coquettishness, but he lost his temper once so rampantly, which probably violated Wen Sirin's bottom line, and he decided not to forgive easily him.

Wen Sitian was in deep thought with a melancholy face, and only heard it after being called several times, and hurriedly raised his head and smiled, "What?"

"Ask if you are from the Faculty of Arts."

"Yes, I'm in the same class as Liu Miaomiao."

"No wonder..." The boy had a sneer on his face, and seeing Wen Sitian's handsome face and slender figure, he felt more and more disdainful, and said, "Have a drink with a buddy?"

Wen Sitian smiled again and said, "I'm allergic to gluten, so I can't drink beer."

The boy sneered, thinking that "gluten allergies" is such an elegant statement, this little boy can really pretend, he pouted: "Is distilled wine okay?"

Wen Sitian looked at the other person holding up a small bottle of white wine, and frowned secretly. He could hear the hostility in this person's words, but he didn't know why, so he forced a smile and said, "It's not very drinkable."

"Don't drink this, don't drink that, you are too boring." The boy mocked, "Then do you play ball? Do you skateboard? Are you Xu Qingyang's friend? Why do you rarely see you?"

Wen Sitian was already displeased, but at the same time he felt a little embarrassed that he didn't know anything, so he could only shake his head and say, "I don't know much about it."

"Then what do you know? Be a cheerleader?" The boy looked down on him more and more in his heart, thinking that compared with him, his masculinity overflowed his head, and Liu Miaomiao actually liked this kind of useless boy and didn't like himself.

Wen Sitian was speechless, he didn't know how to offend the other party, and he had never encountered such a situation before. Seeing that he drank a lot, he didn't want to talk to him, so he turned his eyes away and said, "Xu Qingyang is right. These are relatively good, or you..."

"Hey—Old Xu." The boy interrupted him, took Xu Qingyang over with his arms, and smiled with a crooked mouth, "Where did you meet this little sissy? It's not like your friend."

Xu Qingyang only heard half of what he said, but he still didn't understand, so he asked in a daze, "What?"

Wen Sitian's face turned pale. This man made it clear that he was just looking for trouble, and he planned to find fault with him and insult him. His lips trembled, and he said, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just don't think you're a man, haha." The boy bared his teeth and grinned, but was pushed back by Xu Qingyang.

"What are you talking about!" Xu Qingyang stood up, frowning, and scolded.

"You..." That boy has a good relationship with Xu Qingyang, but he didn't expect to not stand by him, and said angrily, "You won't hook up with this little boy, right? So protective, fuck your ass and fuck your feelings gone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched on the ground by the angry Xu Qingyang, and the box suddenly became a mess.

Wen Sitian didn't care about what he said about himself, so he hurriedly started a fight with others. The boy drank a lot, and was soon subdued and escorted away. He said something dirty, Xu Qingyang said angrily: "You fucking control your mouth!" Everyone hurriedly pulled him away, but he broke free impatiently.

Liu Miaomiao jumped over in a panic and asked, "What's going on? Are you fighting well?"

Wen Sitian didn't want to spoil her good spirits, so he comforted her: "It's okay, it's not a big deal if you bump into it after drinking too much."

Xu Qingyang glanced at him when he heard the words, Wen Sitian had no choice but to lean over and whisper: "Liu Miaomiao's birthday, don't make her unhappy."

Xu Qingyang nodded depressedly, and said: "Don't pay attention to that coward's words. He likes Liu Miaomiao. He went crazy when he saw you have a good relationship with her. He deliberately said some high-sounding words to target you."

Wen Sitian smiled gratefully at him, but his brows did not relax.

The private room was still full of joyous singing and laughing, who knew if it would be a look of hideous disgust when he turned his head?

Wen Sitian seemed to wake up suddenly, he retreated to the sofa in the corner, and turned on the phone again.

He wants to go home.

He still has a safe place to go back to, even if Wen Sirin is still in a cold war with him, he doesn't want to stay here anymore.

"Tian Tian?" Through the phone, Wen Sirin's voice was not as cold as before.

"Brother... are you at home?"

"I'm at school, what's wrong?"

"……nothing."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and he heard Wen Sirin's voice vaguely turned away and said "Come right away".

"Brother...can you come pick me up?" He boldly asked.

"...I'm going to have a conference call with my tutor later." Wen Sirin hesitated.

Wen Sitian waited for a while, but did not wait for the second solution, so he had to say "Oh" dryly.

He was afraid that Wen Sirin would feel that he was losing his temper again, so he hurriedly said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, you go and get busy...I..."

"Is there anything else?" Wen Sirin didn't seem to want to talk to him more, and he didn't want to say a few sweet words in a perfunctory manner, not much nonsense at all.

His nose was sore, and it took him a long time to say, "Brother...I want to eat glutinous rice balls..."

Except for sporadic human voices, only Wen Sirin's indistinct breathing sound came. After a long time, he spoke, his tone seemed to soften: "... At night I..." The phone interrupted him twice, "The tutor is calling, I'm going to hang up."

After speaking, he closed the line.

The innocuous episode was quickly forgotten by the teenagers who were immersed in the carnival, and the atmosphere became heated again. Only Wen Sitian was still sitting at the edge of the carnival, watching them laughing peacefully.

Wen Sirin still treated him honestly, he didn't know how to soften him.

The leftover cake scraps on the table were used as interesting weapons for everyone to attack each other innocuously. Xu Qingyang was good-naturedly painted as an Indian with green peacock hairs on his head. Seeing Wen Sitian standing beside him With wandering eyes and a very melancholy look, he rushed over and wanted to draw a cat face on him with a water-soluble pen. He was pressed on his back on the sofa and struggled, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Brother Huasheng will spare you!" Xu Qingyang threatened him, threatening to kill him.

Wen Sitian was pressed on the sensitive waist, he couldn't breathe from laughing: "Stop making trouble... ouch..."

Xu Qingyang intended to make him happy, and scratched his face with a feather, the two of them got into a mess, Wen Sitian laughed until tears blurred his eyelashes, and compromised: "Okay, okay, you are my brother, dear brother ..."

"Ha, I should have said it earlier..." Xu Qingyang proudly grabbed his face, as a trophy, before he got up, he suddenly froze in place.

Wen Sitian followed his gaze and looked up, his real brother was looking at them expressionlessly from the sofa.