Forbidden color

The next day was unprecedented, Wen Sirin did not go to work overtime, he always came and went in a hurry, the corners of his clothes seemed to be on fire, even if he was sitting at home, there was no time to relax, there were endless information from the mailbox at any time jump out.

But today he is so laid back, as if he was fired from both the company and the school.

Breakfast is fish porridge, lunch is cherry meat, steamed dumplings with egg skin, and shrimp meatball soup. They are not expensive foods. Everything takes a lot of effort. In the living room, he watched cartoons with Wen Sitian while kneading balls. He seemed to be enjoying it, and asked annoying questions from time to time, such as "Will you get rabies if you get scratched by a dog monster?"

After all the nonsense last night, Wen Sitian hadn't figured out what state he should use to face his elder brother. He was sluggish and sluggish, he didn't say much, and he was too embarrassed to act like a baby with Wen Sirin, so he sat softly on the sofa, Then Wen Sirin hugged and kneaded the balls.

His rationality came back a little bit, thinking about the battle of crying and tsunami last night, he felt very humiliated for a while, besides, seeing how pitiful he was last night, Wen Sirin didn't settle accounts with him, it doesn't mean the matter is over.

In the end, he still felt that he was lying, and he couldn't tell. When he was standing on the steep steps, he had some thoughts in his mind. Maybe he wanted Wen Sirin to spare him because of his misery, maybe ...I really have the urge to die.

But he was really naive, and he didn't have the courage to be decisive. He didn't even sprain his feet, just scratched his legs.

Jumping the steps to commit suicide, does he feel that he is not ashamed enough?

Thinking of this, he felt more and more embarrassing, and he really didn't want to face Wen Sirin, and he didn't dare to move his eyes away from the slapstick cartoons.

He had something on his mind, and he didn't eat much, so in the end he coyly said that he would wash the dishes, but Wen Sirin didn't fight with him, and hugged him hard from behind, then kissed him hard on the face, Vice really, really liked the way he looked.

This was really inexplicable, Wen Sitian felt that a piece of cotton candy had been planted in his anxious heart, shaking tremblingly.

He piled the bowls on the drain rack, and sneakily leaned on the door frame, spying on Wen Sirin's movements.

My elder brother was squatting on the balcony with his back facing him to sort things out. The loose fabric of home clothes was hanging down, his shoulders were broad and thin, and the whole person was covered with a layer of clear color by the sunshine after the rain. See leisurely and idle.

His older brother was originally such a refreshing and at ease young man.

Wen Sitian's heart throbbed twice, but this had nothing to do with his recent recurrence of palpitations. It seemed that every time he saw him, he wanted to fall in love with him again, and experience the attachment from flesh and blood to the young Mu Ai again. love sinus.

It seemed that when he looked back, his handsome face was still the same when he was 15 years old.

He flowed past silently like water, hugged Wen Sirin's waist from behind, and pressed his face to his back in a devout gesture.

All he wanted was a few such ordinary afternoons, when no one needed to speak, it was as if there were songs in the wind.

After hugging for a long time, Wen Sitian slowly poked his head out to find out what Wen Sirin was doing. His suitcase was being spread out on the ground by Wen Silin, checking the contents one by one. A box of allergy medicine was stuffed in, neatly stacked with satisfaction, followed by bug spray and sunscreen, which he didn't bother to pack into his luggage.

Then, he saw Wen Sirin stacking up a thin set of folded clothes, with a loose tie hanging down the side, he thought it looked familiar, so he stretched out his hand to flip it over, and his face flushed immediately.

At the beginning of the spring term, the school's animation club made a mistake when buying props, and bought two sets of sailor suits. The girl in charge of purchasing was frowning, but was rescued by Wen Silin who was passing by, and offered to help her return them.

As for why it couldn't be refunded, Wen Sirin's words didn't sound credible at all, even the little stray cat on the side of the road meowed angrily, as if complaining for the boy who often fed it.

As soon as Wen Sitian came home, she rushed to stuff the girly outfits that were so short that her belly button and thighs could be exposed, and stuffed them at the bottom of the closet, trying to make the evil-minded Wen Silin forget them, but obviously she didn't.

"..." He grabbed the untied bow tie and tried to pull them out of the box. It took a long time before he groaned, "...don't want this..."

"Why don't you?" Wen Sirin pushed the suitcase farther out of his reach, "Don't you like the stripes? Then I can remove this..." He said and pushed them deep into the suitcase It's plugged up.

Is this a non-stripe thing!

"No...!" Wen Sitian tried to struggle, got out from under Wen Sirin's arm, and crawled towards the suitcase, but was caught by Wen Sirin, and pressed against his chest with a smile to prevent him from moving.

This is really a shame, that sailor suit is a girl's size, Wen Sitian is thin and thin, she is still tall, and that pleated skirt probably can't even cover her buttocks.

Wen Silin grabbed him with one hand, flirted with him casually, and continued to throw miscellaneous things into the suitcase with the other hand. Wen Sitian twisted his waist, but couldn't escape, and suddenly saw his brother He dug out two condoms and stuffed them into his side pockets.

Very familiar packaging, water red, with strawberries printed on it.

Last year, because of this, they almost turned the world upside down, and every time I think about it, it makes people shudder. Then this time, is Wen Sirin trying to make it up to him?When Wen Sitian thinks of the seaside again, there is no longer only the loneliness of being abandoned, but it can cover his gray memory with a layer of warm pleasure.

He stared at Wen Sirin's slender fingers, and slowly stopped fluttering.

Wen Sirin didn't speak, and put her face on the top of his head, as if expressing a gentle apology.

He silently circled his fingers on the floor, and it took him a long time before he said, "...take a few more."

All right, forgive you.

Wen Sirin smiled lightly, turned him around and put him on her body, kissed him tenderly, covered his lips tightly and tightly, and made a serious and purposeless kiss with an irresistible and extremely gentle force. thing.

They kissed for a long time, until finally Wen Sitian was pressed on the floor, with the back of his head resting on his brother's hand, he thought that the next thing would be the familiar daytime prostitution, his legs were wrapped around Wen Silin's waist, but Wen Silin stopped. When he got down, he let out a breath slowly, pecked at the corner of Wen Sitian's mouth a few times, hugged him and sat him down.

Wen Sitian pursed her rosy lips, with an expression of not being full, and sat face to face with Wen Silin meekly.

"What happened yesterday?" Wen Sirin asked, grabbing Wen Sitian's hand and kneading it.

Sure enough, there is no escape.

"... I failed the exam." Wen Sitian lowered his eyelashes and muttered.

"If you fail the exam, you will fail the exam. What are you doing to yourself?" Wen Sirin touched his calf through his trousers, and there was a bandaged wound on it.

"...Didn't I say it on purpose..." He muttered in a low voice, unable to admit that he jumped down on his own initiative, and then tried to change the subject, "...I can't read the book...I can't memorize the words... ..."

He did not lie. Luan Jian once told him that long-term depression would cause him to suffer from memory loss and difficulty concentrating, which would have an impact on his study and life. It is commonplace to be absent-minded and to forget the book you memorized the day before the next day.

Even though he tried his best to concentrate, he often felt powerless and exhausted.Wen Sirin only knew that he was reading books day and night. In fact, most of the time, he sat on pins and needles, anxious and frustrated, and scratched his hands several times.

A top student is not guaranteed to make a decision, and his memory is only outstanding when he is clearing up with Wen Sirin when he has sorry for himself.

"Then take your time. Chen Guangyue took the postgraduate exam for two years. Why are you so anxious to make a big splash?"

Wen Sitian stopped talking, and it took a long time before he spoke, in a very frustrated tone: "Are you... I heard people say..."

Halfway through his speech, his courage dissipated and he became sluggish.

"What?" Wen Sirin went to lift his face, and coaxed him out of the cave with a good voice.

"...Are you going to apply for a doctoral degree at University A? That Professor Huang..." Wen Sitian said listlessly, all his intense emotions had been vented, leaving only a weak depression.

Wen Sirin was obviously taken aback, and said, "You still know Professor Huang? Who told you? Chen Guangyue?"

Although this Professor Huang is a leader in the industry and has a great reputation, most ordinary people don't know that he has stepped out of a specific field.

"It's just that the company has a channel, so I applied for it for a try, how can it be so easy?" Wen Sirin stroked his head and said with a smile, "I didn't tell you because I was afraid that I would lose face if I didn't apply. "

This was said lightly, but Wen Sitian couldn't help wondering whether his brother was avoiding the seriousness and using words lightly to comfort him. He raised his head and tried to see the clue from Wen Silin's expression.

"But...but you want to study further, right? You are afraid that I will stay in the country alone and no one will take care of you...then why don't I go with you?" Dare to discuss with him, "...I don't want to live with uncle..."

Wen Sirin paused, and asked: "You really don't want to stay in China? I don't want you to suffer, Tian Tian, ​​it's not so easy to study abroad, in case you get sick..."

"I'm not such a useless brother..." Wen Sitian said anxiously, "I can take care of myself, you just do your own thing, I will pass the exam, I will apply to the school..."

He smelled hope, and his words were full of sincere emotion: "I will catch up with you..."

Give him a chance to walk alongside him.

Wen Silin narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of worry on his face. Wen Sitian in front of him was pale and weak after heatstroke, but he made a very tough gesture, and he comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry, we will take your time." Slow down, if you find English difficult to learn, you can go abroad for a while first, and then apply to the school..."

Halfway through the conversation, the phone rang, Wen Sirin glanced at the screen, then at Wen Sitian, got up and went to the next door to make a call.

When he came out, Wen Sitian was still sitting there, as if he hadn't finished the criticism.

"Are you free tonight?" Wen Sirin stood at the door of the bedroom, holding the phone in his hand, and asked from a distance.

Wen Sitian nodded, he was always an idler, and asked: "What are you going to do?"

"Yan Qing came back and said he would treat us to dinner." After speaking, he continued talking on the phone.

Wen Sitian was left sitting there dumbfounded.