The days of women's clothing at station b

Living in Xiao's house was something Xin Yan never thought about. He was arranged by Xiao's mother in the guest room, and Xiao Wei'an naturally went back to his own room to sleep.

He could feel Xiao's mother's subconscious fear. No matter how well she concealed her expression, her body was always honest. For example, she would turn sideways when facing him, which was a posture ready to run away at any time.

"Cough Xiaoyan, right? You can just sleep in this room. I'm tired after traveling all day. I'll go and see what Wei'an still lacks." Mother Xiao withdrew from the guest room with an unnatural expression, turned around and entered the room. Xiao Wei'an's room.

Xin Yan watched helplessly as the door was closed with force, and he climbed onto the bed and gathered the quilt.

City B is colder than City W, and the guest rooms that haven't been used for a long time add more humidity. He really can't fall asleep. He wants to find Xiao Wei'an in the dead of night. He puts out one foot and shrinks back. He still doesn't Stick to each other like a dog's skin plaster. It's been so long since we haven't seen each other. Maybe the mother and son have some private things to say, what should I do if he bumps into each other in the past.

Then he turned on his phone and found Station B, which he hadn't logged in for a long time.

He clicked on a few popular videos, only to find that there were many new terms that he no longer understood, and the memes that everyone frantically swiped the screen were no longer 'I've never seen such a brazen person' or 'I have a bold idea' Wait, he quit the video, clicked into the live broadcast area, and unconsciously clicked into the I want to live broadcast interface with his fingers.

The screen stayed on the cover for a long time, but he still backed out, just chatting under the quilt, probably no one would like to watch it.

After posting for a while, Xin Yan, the UP host who 'finally remembered the password of station B', couldn't help but start the live broadcast.

Caller:?

Moye: What's the situation?

Xin Yan blinked. He turned off the headlight before going to bed, leaving only one desk lamp to shine hard. The light was muddy, making the picture in the live broadcast room very blurry and full of snowflakes. Like a haunted house adventure.

"Hi everyone, I'm Xiaoyan, long time no see."

Sixi Muru: Hello goddess, long time no see, there are so few people in the live broadcast room.

Xin Yan glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room, there were less than 300 people, and there were virtual people among them, he knew how many people there were actually.If it was in the past, he would definitely be very lonely. He didn't expect to be so angry. But he hasn't started the broadcast for a long time, and the pressure in real life is already great. It seemed lively, but in reality he was simply exhausted.

He looked at a few dry barrages, read them out carefully, and answered the audience's words, as if chatting with a friend.

"Ah yes, something happened in reality not long ago, and I stopped paying attention to things on the Internet. I seem to have lost a lot of fans..."

Xia Ye: Goddess Goddess, please change your angle, I want to see Goddess QAQ

Regarding the previous farce on the Internet, all Xin Yan's true fans all chose to keep their mouths shut, not wanting to stir up this matter again and make the goddess sad.

Xin Yan turned the camera around, with a smile on her face.

"It seems that you are going to start school soon? I have been so busy recently that I have forgotten the time. What school did you all apply for?"

Chengkong Continent Little Bird Flies: He is still a high school dog.

Shejiang: Licking the little face of the goddess, the dark circles under the eyes are so heavy, pay attention to rest.

Xin Yan looked at himself in the camera, because the light of the table lamp was yellow, and half of his face was melted into the darkness when it was illuminated from the left. Slowly, the dark circles under the eyes are so heavy, and he didn't bother to explain, "So don't stay up late, pay attention to work and rest."

There were more than 300 people in the small live broadcast room at the beginning, and there were only less than 200 people left when Xin Yan closed the broadcast. The broadcast was only an hour old, and he did not receive a gift during the broadcast. This scene is really different from the last time he started the broadcast. What's more, it was too big, even the fans in the live broadcast room were jumping their feet anxiously, and they had to go to the group to pull people over for everything, but in the end they couldn't call a few people.

Xin Yan didn't care much, and after chatting for a while, she said good night to everyone.

After the broadcast was off, he yawned a little and squeezed out a few tears.

It was early in the morning, but he became more energetic after the live broadcast. He tossed and turned on the single bed, and finally couldn't hold back and ran out of bed.After so many days, I have gotten used to someone hugging him to sleep, and now that person is in another room, as long as he opens the door, he can touch it, so there is no reason for him to stare blankly.

Xin Yan sneaked into Xiao Wei'an's room, looked at the unresponsive person on the bed, walked timidly to the side of the bed, gently pulled the other person's quilt away, poked a foot in, and found that Xiao Wei'an hadn't been woken up, then Moved half of the buttocks in, the whole person squirmed for a while, and retracted into the bed.

It was warm and completely different from the temperature in the guest room. He looked up and found the air conditioner on in a corner. He couldn't help but be speechless.

After tossing and tossing, sleepiness hit his head, and he fell into sleep not long after.

When Xiao's mother knocked on the door of her son's room early the next morning, the person who was not supposed to appear was embracing Xiao Wei'an like an octopus, and Xiao Wei'an was opening something on his phone , I didn't care about the burden on my body at all.

She was quite shocked, and the water glass she held in her hand shook, almost spilling all over her body.

"mom."

Xiao's mother was brought back to her senses by these words, she gathered her mind and walked into the bedroom, "Drink a glass of water in the morning to cleanse the intestines. He...why is he in this room?"

The corner of Xiao Weian's mouth curled up into a smile. He knew exactly when the little vampire ran into his room last night. When the other party's cold little feet came in, he accidentally touched his calf. He almost opened his eyes in shock. , Fortunately, he held back, and then the other party fell asleep almost instantly, just lying on the side so quietly, he waited for a while, pulled the person into his arms, put him in a comfortable position, and then continued to sleep.

"Maybe the guest room is too cold? I remember that the windows in that room were not closed properly."

Xiao's mother curled her lips. It's okay for her son to lie to her about other things, but she knows enough about vampires. Vampires don't have a sense of warmth and coldness, so what does all this mean? Want to tell her that love is better than gold?

"I'll tell your dad that you're back. You'll pack up and go see him later. Don't talk about anything else. Talk to your dad about the association."

Xiao Wei'an responded, knowing that Xiao's mother didn't want Xiao's father to know that Xin Yan was coming.

He carefully pulled Xin Yan's arm down, tucked the quilt for her, and then stood up to wash. Xiao's mother felt tight in her chest when she saw all this. It's always been like this, and it's useless to say what you have decided. Is she going to pull her son to persuade him to break up with the vampire?

Xiao's mother was taken aback, looking at Xiao Wei'an who was dressed neatly, silently followed him out of the bedroom, and stopped him before entering Xiao's father's room.

"Weian, tell mom the truth, how far have you and that Xin Yan developed?"

Xiao's mother still had a little luck, she felt that her son was not so impatient, and this son who was full of plans hadn't seen Xin Yan for more than half a year, but Xiao Wei'an's next words shattered all her fantasies.

There was a trace of tenacity in Xiao Wei'an's eyebrows, "Mom, don't meddle in the matter between me and Xin Yan, you and Dad, I may never meet someone I like so much in my life, it just so happens that he likes me too, just like Mom and Dad, we There is no way to spend such a long life with him, so I don't want my close relatives to be a stumbling block to all I can do. Mom, some feelings are the first time I see them, and I predict the next life. From the first moment I saw him, I had more emotion than appreciation, and we had misunderstandings and quarrels, but in the end it was I who regressed first, because his emotions were more important than mine.”

Xiao Wei'an looked at the tears accumulated in Xiao's mother's eyes, and stepped forward to hug her helplessly, "Didn't you and Dad never care about me? I'm not too old, and I'll be thirty in a few years. Which girl can look at me?" Looking at me, the scars all over my body are scary to look at, and I still do such a dangerous job, now that Xin Yan doesn't despise me, I'm afraid he thinks I'm old."

Xiao's mother patted her son who was talking nonsense in dissatisfaction, and muttered: "Shouldn't your father and I be buried when you are old?"

Xiao Wei'an sighed, "I love him, Mom, can you imagine? I always want to do something for him when I sit next to him, and I want him to smile all the time. Sometimes I think, if this is ancient , I will take him to a sparsely populated place to farm and raise some living things. There are only two of us in the world, and we don’t care about companies and associations..."

"Okay, don't talk about it. Mom, please think about it. You suddenly said so much. I won't be able to slow down for a while." Mother Xiao pushed her son away and wiped her tears with her hand. When she heard that Xiao Wei'an was going to live a life in Xanadu with that vampire, she felt chills all over her body, and she couldn't listen to it no matter what.

She reluctantly raised her smile and pointed to the door, "Let's go in. Your dad misses you a lot too. It's been a long time since I saw you. Recently, he has been nagging you every day in bed, worrying about you."

Xiao Wei'an nodded, opened the door first, and walked in.

Xiao's mother followed behind, looking at her son's tall back, her thoughts couldn't help but go back to more than ten years ago, the only time she attended Xiao Wei'an's parent meeting, the teacher sent her a scroll full of words, she looked at The son's excellent grades made him smile gratifiedly, and planned to put it away, but was interrupted by the teacher, who asked her to take a look at his son's composition seriously.

She remembered very clearly the title of that composition: My Home.

Other children at this age may write about their parents, but Xiao Wei'an's composition is about his own home, without her and Xiao's father.It's not Xiao Wei'an's fault. At that time, they were young, busy in the association all day long, and took little Wei'an to practice blood hunting skills. It's normal for children to have deviations in their definition of home.

But that content, there is a sentence written.

When I grow up, I will take my favorite person to a sparsely populated place, plant fields and raise flowers, preferably with a few puppies and cats, no training, no homework, this is my home.

What Xiao Wei'an said just now suddenly brought back her memories, and it also reminded her that she hadn't done anything in her son's upbringing, so how could she have the nerve to point fingers?

She stood aside, watching Xiao Wei'an chatting with Xiao's father with a gentle face, slightly bent over, holding two big hands, looking harmonious, but she couldn't help but wonder if her son had complained about her With Father Xiao, whether the expression on his face is from the heart at this time, the more she guesses like this, the more uncomfortable she will be, and she can't help crying.

Wiping away tears secretly with her was also Xin Yan who had been hiding behind the door and eavesdropping.

He woke up when Xiao's mother came in, but he didn't move. He was so good at pretending to be dead that even Xiao Wei'an couldn't find out. After the two of them went out, he heard what he said just now.

He was hiding behind the door at this time, holding the corner of his clothes with one hand, both sweet and bitter, because Xiao Wei'an admitted their feelings in front of Xiao's mother, but Xiao Wei'an didn't want to be with him forever.

I don't know where the smell of glass shards in my mouth comes from.