Forbidden color

Wen Sirin stroked him silently, smoothing out the wrinkles on his clothes one by one.

Immediately, the two stomachs grunted at the same time, Wen Sirin patted him and said, "Have you eaten? What did you have for lunch? What about evening?"

Wen Sitian pretended to be deaf and dumb, but was grabbed by Wen Silin and shoved into the bedroom to change, saying that he would go out to eat at night.

When going out, Wen Sitian thought about it and said sullenly: "When I came back, the door was not locked..." He was looking for trouble, intending to find fault with Wen Silin, and to make things difficult for his brother.

Wen Sirin paused, closed the door, and said, "I've come back twice, afraid that you won't be able to come in..." The voice control light in the corridor was broken, so he grabbed Wen Sitian's hand and pulled him down the stairs step by step.

"What should I do if the thief enters..." The door opened so brightly that it was an invitation to the criminals.

He has half a shelf of first-edition comics, and losing them is not a matter of crying.

Wen Sirin smiled slightly in the dark, and clenched his hand tightly.

They went to eat the delicious Longchaoshou. During the whole process, Wen Sitian's eyes were wet, his face was sullen, aggrieved and serious, and his mouth didn't turn upside down only when he was eating.

But he wasn't trying to show his face on purpose.

This can be regarded as a relatively big concession for Wen Silin. He has always believed that roadside stalls are second only to smoking and drinking. They are the killers that should be used only when Wen Sitian cannot be subdued. He Even after eating the waste oil restaurant, he took the initiative to please Wen Sitian, pointing to the smoky barbecue stall and asking him if he wanted to eat grilled chicken wings.

The strong smell of spices pierced through his numb emotional skin and scratched his central nervous system. If he didn't eat for nothing, he didn't want to make things difficult for him. Wen Sitian nodded.

They sat next to the temporary plastic table, he looked up at the incandescent light bulbs hanging by the wires, and occasionally there were very thin rain lines flashing against the light, even in the dark night, he could feel the heavy Layers of dark clouds are arranged in the sky.

It was probably going to rain, he gnawed on the chicken wings, thinking wildly.

Wen Sirin is right, he and Yan Qing have known each other for at least seven or eight years, even if they broke up, with his character, he would not stand by and watch Yan Qing's family suffer, let alone a situation that would threaten his personal safety.

Besides, didn't they break up because of the different places?Now that the geographical isolation has disappeared, and they can mate at any time, why worry about a resurgence?

Maybe his brother was blinded by lard for a while and sold him to Yan Qing's family to pay off the debt.

He slandered Wen Sirin in a mess in his heart, so he had to be mentally prepared first, so as not to be caught off guard and heartbroken when he was really sold.

Wen Silin didn't eat, and concentrated on watching Wen Sitian eat. Suddenly, he was stared at with resentment. Wen Sitian didn't know what new and old grudges he had thought of, and said speechlessly: "... What's wrong with you?" Talking, he said softly, "After eating this, go home, okay? Otherwise, I will have a stomachache tomorrow. Next time we buy a cooking pot, and I will cook it for you at home..." While he was talking, the phone rang, and Wen Si Lin lowered his head and glanced twice, rang the bell, and then coaxed Wen Sitian.

He was just talking about that they could actually go to the beach tomorrow, but when they were delayed for a day, the raindrops fell, sporadic and disturbing, and the people around the table saw the sign of rain, and they were eager to leave. .

Only Wen Sitian was unmoved, he ate slowly, as if testing Wen Sirin's patience, he had made up his mind, if Wen Sirin thought he was slow, he would just sit here and eat by himself, and he was willing to get wet , he just does whatever he wants, anyway, he is not unexperienced.

His teenage years included long stretches of solo travel.

But Wen Sirin didn't urge him, just watched Wen Sitian silently, waiting for him to finish eating.

When Wen Sitian put the last chicken bones on the plate, the tables were almost gone. When he wiped his hands carefully, Wen Silin reached out to help him wipe the corners of his mouth, but he suddenly flinched inconspicuously, accustomed to Abandoning the taboo of being in full view, he raised his deer-like eyes and looked around.

Wen Sirin's avoided fingertips were still hanging there. After a while, he lowered his hand to pull Wen Sitian's hand hidden under the table, and whispered: "Let's go."

The wind is also stronger. Even on a hot summer night, when the water vapor blows on the body, it makes people shiver.

Wen Sitian was led for a few steps, then turned back to look at the bustling figure they left behind, he leaned towards Wen Sirin a little afraid of the cold, trying to let him block him, he walked a few steps quickly, Looking up, as if she had something to say, Wen Sirin bowed her head slightly, and heard his whispering voice: "Why do they look at me..."

Wen Sirin turned around, because it was going to rain, the barbecue stall not far away was about to be closed, they were putting away the outdoor barbecue tools, and the guests at the last table were pouring the remaining half bottle of beer into their mouths inside.

He hugged Wen Sitian's arm tightly, and said: "...No one is looking at you."

Wen Sitian frowned, and looked back and forth several times, but he couldn't find anyone, and he had no choice but to let go of his hand and speed up towards home. Wen Silin chased up from behind and hugged him, trying to block him. Drop gradually dense raindrops.

In the middle of the night, the rain gradually became heavier, knocking on the window and crackling. Wen Sirin tried to talk to him, but he couldn't listen to him. He just held the Pad and watched a movie, and responded casually with "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" until After the movie finished, he looked up and found that Wen Sirin was watching him silently.

He muttered uncomfortably, "Why..."

Wen Sirin stared at him and whispered, "Don't be afraid Tiantian..."

Wen Sitian was a little dazed, being held in Wen Sirin's arms, he heard him say: "From now on, my brother will never bully you again, and I will stand by your side, okay?" He reached out to touch his eyes, and said: "Okay!" I've missed you a lot, can you take it slowly?"

He didn't know why Wen Sirin suddenly felt so ashamed, and looked at him probingly.

Wen Sirin touched him, finally smiled, covered him with the quilt, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

Why sleep, he slept all afternoon today, Wen Sitian was arguing in his heart, like a late rebellious period, but he still lay down obediently.

He didn't know how long Wen Sirin had been looking at him. In the dark, he concentrated on imagining what it would be like if he were at the seaside now. The seaside was very windy and the waves were strong. They might be sitting on the porch looking at the dangerous natural scenery. The roaring monster, he hid in his brother's arms, the monster couldn't get in, at worst he would eat them both, they lived in the monster's stomach.

He quietly pursed his lips and smiled, then lowered the corners of his mouth again.

Only a weak person like him would want to escape from the world, obviously Wen Sirin can go after the light.

The rain did not stop for the next few days, and the urban area with poor drainage system flooded the road. Even though Wen Silin wanted to set off on a rainy day again, Wen Sitian still refused.

Highway accidents are frequent and toll booths are congested, so why bother?

In the past few days, when Wen Sirin sees him turning the pages of the book, he feels like he is facing a formidable enemy. Ever since he was hit by the test results, he has been depressed. When he sees the book, he is physically disgusted. Now he is happy to avoid studying, and Wen Sirin is inseparable from him 24 hours a day. , he finally relaxed a little, and urged Wen Sirin to buy a barbecue pot, and grilled chicken wings for him.

"...Chicken also has a lot of hormones, so you can't eat more." Wen Sirin hugged him to choose the products, "I can roast more mushrooms and vegetables for you to eat."

Wen Sitian pursed his lips, poked his fingers, and added a few more boxes of cheese regardless of the obstruction. He was caught and pressed on the floor and kissed tenderly. They hid in the small house under the rain, doing nothing all day long, rolling together freely and presumptuously

[The fat is strong, the powder is fragrant, the kitten kisses the wild wolf]

It's so good, he doesn't need to take medicine, his body can be cured.

He doesn't have to worry about the surrounding environment, the unknown future, the English words he can't remember, and his love rivals who are blocked outside by the heavy rain.

But there are too few opportunities like this. One time was after Wen Sirin committed violence according to him, and one time was compensation for his breaking the contract. .

Although Wen Sirin insisted on not looking at work during these few days of vacation, he could hear the message prompts from his laptop and mobile phone regardless of the time, and Wen Sirin didn't care, even when he was lying on his lap and playing a game console. He also accompanied him in silence even though it might keep him busy day and night after the holiday.

He knew that his brother had tried his best, and although he often felt sad, he never blamed Wen Sirin.

The sky will clear up and the holiday will end, he can't drag Wen Sirin to hide here forever, he has to move forward.

"I don't know when the rain will stop..." Wen Sirin hugged him, squinting at the heavy rain outside the window.

He thought of Qingyu Niang who had been thrown out by him, struggled to get up and walked to the window, two blindingly white legs were still stained with mucus, he looked downstairs, but did not find Qingyu Niang's body.

"This is probably Qingyuniang's revenge." He glanced back at Wen Sirin and said seriously.

They had wasted her good intentions, and failed to appreciate the sunny journey.

While Wen Sirin was cooking, Wen Sitian dug out the medicine that the old doctor at the Central Hospital prescribed for him. To be honest, he couldn't trust this old man a little bit.

He flipped through the medicine wrapped in a transparent plastic bag, and realized that he hadn't written down the name and dosage of the medicine, and now he forgot all of it...

During dinner, Wen Sirin told him that his uncle was passing through the city on a business trip tomorrow and wanted to have dinner with them.

He frowned three times, and the good mood he had barely cultivated over the past few days disappeared.

The uncle is the leader of the labor camp who can accept him unconditionally and control him. Why should he throw himself into the trap.

Although Wen Sirin repeatedly promised that he would not send him back, and would not accept any opinions from his uncle, he still threw the omelet rice on the table and went back to his room depressed, before leaving, he knocked over the water glass and didn't mind. help.

You can't even retreat and talk about love for a week. There are always people who will not let go to disturb you.

There is simply nowhere to escape from this world.

In the end, Wen Sirin compromised. After clearing the messy dining table, he went into the bedroom and leaned into his ear and asked, "Then can I go alone? I'll be back after lunch."

He wanted to say it was bad, but he couldn't find a reason, so he turned over and pretended to be asleep.

After a long time, I heard Wen Sirin sigh very lightly.

But in the dead of night, he began to regret his waywardness, and he did this kind of thing again, making trouble for no reason, making troubles, forcing Wen Sirin to circle around him alone.

But he couldn't control it, he didn't want to be so annoying, he wanted to be as docile and kind as before, acting like a baby is also sweet, but...

Wen Sitian wiped away his tears with the pillow, then turned around to listen to his brother's breathing, it was steady and regular, he had already fallen asleep.

He suddenly panicked, wanted to apologize, wanted to tell Wen Sirin that he hadn't changed so badly, and it was nothing special to see his uncle, he didn't want to lose his temper and waste the dinner that Wen Sirin had made, which was served with seaweed slices out of love.

He squirmed and leaned over, lightly scratched the back of Wen Sirin's hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I'm sorry..."

But Wen Sirin couldn't hear it, he didn't know if he would have the courage and mood to apologize again when he woke up tomorrow morning.

He hugged his large salt-soaked pillow and drowsily listened to the sound of rain outside the window.