catch a boyfriend home

The clouds were heavy and the north wind was bleak.

After getting off the plane, Yi Xingwen really felt the powerful winter in the capital.He dragged his luggage and stood there, shivering unconsciously, and raised his hand to gather his coat.

He was still a little unaccustomed to this aggressive cold.

With his hands retracted into his sleeves, he quickly took a taxi and returned to the community.

It has been nearly a month since the business trip, in fact it would have been longer, but he didn't care about it, he stayed up for a few nights in a hurry to catch up with the progress and then ran back.

For this reason, he also won the title of "Desperately Such" in the crew.

I'm ashamed to say it.

After leaving for a long time, Yi Xingwen felt that the scenery of the community was not the same as before. The leaves on the trees on the side of the road had not yet fallen off, and there were a few survivors hanging tremblingly on each tree, which looked depressed and pitiful. But at this moment, all the plants are only bare tree trunks, like tall and straight soldiers holding steel guns, showing a bit of majesty.

It was past seven o'clock in the evening, and the street lights hadn't turned on yet, but the sky in the distance had already darkened, making the whole world look gloomy and cool.

The solemn and solemn winter.

Yi Xingwen dragged his luggage and walked to the Wupai intersection. He didn't go home first, but stood at the door of the Wupai building, and took out his mobile phone to send Yu Fan a WeChat message.

By this time, he should have been on winter vacation.

【Cute Blush Chicken】Are you at home?

After sending the message, he raised his eyes and saw the dots of light shining from the double-storey villa in front of him, and smiled in a good mood.

Soon, the other side will come back with news.

【Seven Kings of Fish】Here we go!Are you done?What are you doing?

Punctuation accounted for half of the messages he sent, and Yi Xingwen could even imagine the tone of his words through the text.

He hooked his lips and chuckled, raised his hand and typed two words.

[Cute Blush Chicken] Open the door.

After the news was sent, the originally quiet two-story villa seemed to be ignited with an inexplicable flame and became lively.

Yi Xingwen heard the movement, it seemed that someone jumped up from the second floor, then rushed downstairs, crackling and roaring all the way towards him, and finally the iron door was opened.

A hairy head poked out from the inside, and after seeing the person in front of the door, it showed its small canine teeth in surprise, and shouted with bright eyes: "Brother! Are you back?"

Yi Xingwen looked down at him, opened his arms, nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Yu Fan opened the door, walked over in three steps at a time, threw himself into the warm embrace that had been prepared, rubbed against his chest twice, raised his head and said, "Go in quickly! It's too cold outside!"

After a brief hug, Yi Xingwen let go of him, took him with one hand and the suitcase with the other, and entered the house.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Yu Fan jumped beside him and said, "Why don't you tell me when you come back, so I can pick you up at the airport!"

Yi Xingwen said: "It's so cold, there's no need to make this trip."

Yu Fan knew that he felt sorry for her, so she pursed her lips and smiled, looked at him sideways, and said, "Brother, have you lost weight?"

Yi Xingwen couldn't feel it, he touched his face, "Really?"

Yu Fan said affirmatively: "Yeah, looking at your face, it must be because the food is not good and the work is hard! But fortunately, you are back from a business trip, take more rest these two days, and then eat something delicious Make up for it!"

Seeing his excited look, Yi Xingwen smiled lightly and said, "Is it because you are greedy?"

Yu Fan shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment, and said in a soft voice: "Yes, I'm living a miserable life without you here."

Yi Xingwen pursed his lips amusedly.

Why is it a bit like the husband went out hunting for a few days and didn't return, and Qi Zi lived frugally at home, struggling to survive.

He went in and put down the suitcase, dragged Yu Fan into his arms and weighed it, then whispered in his ear: "Well, it's quite a bit lighter."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pinched the thin waist of the person in his arms, and said with pity: "I'll cook something delicious for you later, now let me give you a good hug."

In the past month, Yi Xingwen has been fine-tuning the script in the crew, and Yu Fan has to prepare for the final exam. Although he usually chats a lot, he seldom videos.

The voice of longing rang in his ears again on weekdays, and the warm breath was itchy on his neck, and Yu Fan's ears turned red in an instant.

Normally, if he felt a little uncomfortable, he would definitely get up and leave immediately.

But the feeling of hugging someone he likes is so good, he is a little bit greedy.

After an unknown amount of time, Yi Xingwen let go of him, and said hoarsely, "I brought you a gift, take a look?"

After being gentle for a while, Yu Fan felt very comfortable all over, nodded and said: "Okay."

Yi Xingwen squatted down to open the suitcase, took out a few small boxes and handed them to him.

When he came back, he only brought two suitcases, and these boxes accounted for almost one-third of the suitcase.

Yu Fan took it and said in surprise, "It's all for me?"

Yi Xingwen nodded: "Well, it looks pretty good when you're shopping at the night market. I think you'll like it."

There is a small handicraft manufacturing street near Hengdian. There are many shops selling gadgets and handmade crafts.

In Yu Fan's hand, there were three boxes containing very delicate hand-made cartoon characters, and the other was a finely carved wooden box with a touch of Western European style.

The box is sealed, and the contents inside cannot be seen for the time being, but the boxes of those figurines are transparent. Yu Fan was very pleasantly surprised when he saw it: "It's a figurine of One Piece! Ah, and Doraemon, too. It's so cute!"

Yi Xingwen was happy to see him happy, and said, "Just as long as you like it."

Yu Fan hugged those boxes like a baby, and said with a smile: "I like it so much, thank you brother! I will put them next to my computer now!"

As he spoke, he ran up the stairs like a gust of wind.

Yi Xingwen smiled helplessly, and followed him up to the second floor.

As soon as he entered the room and saw the screen that was on, Yu Fan remembered that his live broadcast room was still open!

I was so excited when I received the news from Yi Xingwen just now, I threw the mouse and ran downstairs, and it has been hanging out with the audience for half an hour now.

He leaned in front of the computer with a little guilt, and said, "Sorry, I've been away for so long."

Yi Xingwen came up on his heels, saw the interface of the live broadcast room, and raised his eyebrows: "You were live broadcast just now?"

As soon as his voice appeared, the live broadcast instantly exploded.

"Brother Bird, right?! It's luck, right!"

"So why did I hear Lucky's voice in Yu's live broadcast room? It seems that the two are still together!"

"Did everyone forget that these two are neighbors? Neighbors just visit each other, eat with each other, and do things like that, hee hee."

"I said why Yu left in such a hurry. It turned out that he was lucky. He lost his anger in an instant! We fans are not as important as idols. We don't deserve it."

"Isn't Lucky Daddy in Hengdian?"

"I should have come back from a business trip hahaha. The first thing I did when I came back was to see the fish. It's so real hahaha!"

Yu Fan frowned and said, "Yes, I almost forgot."

As he said that, he put the box in his arms on the bed, reached for the mouse, and said to the audience: "I've turned off the live broadcast, and now I have something very important waiting for me to deal with!"

The barrage had just tasted a bit of sweetness, and it was so easy to dismiss, so they sent out barrages one after another.

"Don't! What important things can you do!"

"Please don't turn off the live broadcast!"

"Just put us here, do whatever you want, as if we don't exist!"

Yu Fan was in a hurry to unwrap the presents, but seeing the "Please" all over the screen was also a little bit embarrassed, and said, "Oh, there is really something important!"

The barrage is still trying to force him to stay.

"Lucky, it's not easy to come here, talk to us!"

"That's right, fish has something important to do, so does luck have it?"

"Okay, if both of you have something very important, I have to suspect that you two are doing that."

"Which one? Let's talk about it upstairs?"

"Hey hey hey."

Yu Fan was speechless.

Yi Xingwen had already walked to the computer desk at this moment, and he caught a glimpse of the bullet screens having a collective color party. In order to prove their innocence, he smiled helplessly, "Okay, he really has something to do, I Talk to you guys."

Yu Fan glanced at him worriedly.

Yi Xingwen sat on the chair, shook his head, and motioned him to rest assured.

So Yu Fan handed over the live broadcast room to him, took off his shoes and sat on the bed, enthusiastically went to assemble his cartoon figures.

There was a harmonica in front of the computer desk, Yi Xingwen picked it up to look at it, and asked the barrage: "What was he doing just now?"

The barrage replied: "I'm playing the harmonica. I just walked halfway through Lake Baikal and walked away. I'm angry."

The resentment of being cut from the song emanated from the live broadcast room.

Yi Xingwen smiled and said, "I can also play this song, so I'll play it for you."

The barrage was pleasantly surprised, and Qi Qi expressed his expectation.

Even Yu Fan raised his head.

Under the eyes of everyone's anticipation, Yi Xingwen put the harmonica to his lips, skillfully positioned his fingers, raised his breath gracefully, and then blew slowly.

The hearts of the audience that had been suspended were smashed back to their original positions with a "bang". Those who played outside were luckier, but they were startled by the sudden explosion and seesaw sound. Those who wore earphones were miserable. The soul has been strongly impacted.

I'm afraid it's a dream of "pull the big saw and pull the big saw" all night.

However, the person involved looked intoxicated and played the whole song very confidently.

These two minutes are not ordinary two minutes, it is the most difficult two minutes in this live broadcast room, the kind that can be loaded into the annual Doubt Awards video.

At the end of the song, Yi Xingwen put down his harmonica, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is it?"

The audience's ears finally ushered in the liberation, and their stiff hands responded again.

"Ah, it sounds good."

"Pretty good haha."

"what."

In addition to these compliments with closed ears, of course there are also some honest audiences.

"To tell you the truth, this is too fucking ugly!"

"The worst song of the year is none other than this one."

"Won."

"Yeah, Lucky Daddy's image is ruined here."

"I used to say 'ah! It's that fairy author' when I talked about Lucky Daddy before, but when I mentioned Lucky Daddy tonight, it might become 'Oh, that guy who plays the harmonica and sounds bad'."

"Actually, it's the harmonica that affects your performance, so you can just whistle."

Yi Xingwen had already expected such an evaluation, his expression didn't change, he put down the harmonica naturally, and said, "Well, thank you for the compliment."

Yu Fan, who had heard the car rollover scene with his own ears, was so shocked that he couldn't speak at the moment, watching Yi Xingwen's elegant and self-sufficient curtain call with his ears buzzing, he finally couldn't help laughing, "Pfft, brother, I'm sorry, but it's It's really ugly."

In fact, Yi Xingwen is intentional.

He knows that after his three-dimensional information is exposed, many readers or netizens must be very interested in him. Once the long-term expectations are not met, it is easy to breed illegitimate life and steal information.

Before that, most of the readers looked at him with a filter, regarded him as an outsider who disregarded the mortal world, and paranoidly refused to accept his imperfection.

He did this just to tell everyone not to praise him too highly.

He is just an ordinary person with flaws.

Yi Xingwen smiled and said, "Satisfied? I've turned off the live broadcast."

Then, while everyone was still thinking about it, the live broadcast ended quickly.

At this time, Yu Fan also put together a few figurines, got up and put them on the computer desk, and then took a look at the unopened wooden box.

Yi Xingwen turned around and said, "Open it and have a look."

Yu Fan unpacked the packing box. The material of the wooden box was like a log, it was very smooth to the touch, and the patterns carved on it were exquisite and delicate. It just looked like a very successful handicraft.

He undid the button on the box, and the moment he opened it, the flexible and light piano music sounded as the box was opened.

It turned out to be fly_me_to_the_moon.

In the center of the stars and flowers, there is a tall microphone, and a little boy in a white shirt is leaning on the stool, singing in front of the microphone with half-closed eyes.

It's a beautiful music box.

The workmanship of this box is very meticulous, and all the small objects inside, whether it is a bracket, a star point or even a small flower, are lifelike, because it is a reduced version, it looks so cute, especially the little boy, his appearance and expression are very vivid, The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose are just like the finishing touch, adding more than a little bit to his elegant temperament.

Yu Fan fell in love with it immediately.

So much so that I kept holding the music box before going to bed.

Yi Xingwen lay sideways on the bed and looked at him, saying, "I like it very much?"

Yu Fan stretched out his hand and carefully touched the villain, nodded: "Yes, I like it."

He looked at the little boy in a shirt and glasses, who looked more and more like Yi Xingwen, and raised his head and asked him, "Brother, are you short-sighted?"

Yi Xingwen raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "A little bit, the degree is not deep."

Yu Fan suddenly became interested and said, "Do you have glasses? Put them on and let me see."

Yi Xingwen sighed indulgently, got up and went to the study to get the anti-radiation glasses and put them on.

It just so happened that his glasses were also gold-rimmed.

Yu Fan put the music box next to him, and said with satisfaction: "It's so beautiful, it's exactly like a villain."

He pursed his lips, looked sideways at Yi Xingwen and said with a smile, "Did you give yourself to me?"

Yi Xingwen also laughed, and said, "Forget it."

The music box was playing nice piano music, and Yu Fan suddenly thought that it was this song that made him realize his love for Brother Yi, so he wanted to reminisce, so he leaned up to him and whispered: "Then you sing this song for me again." Song."

Yi Xingwen stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and said softly, "Okay. You lie down, I will sing for you, and sleep after singing."

Yu Fan obediently lay beside him and nodded, "Yes."

The deep and melodious male voice accompanied the piano music, which seemed ambiguous and exciting in the dark night.

fly met the moon, and let me play among the stars.

let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars.

Inoterwords, hold my hand.

Inoterwords, darlingkis□□e.

……

Before the piano piece ended, the male voice gradually weakened until it was replaced by even breathing.

Yu Fan raised his head from his arms, only seeing the dark blue and tightly closed eyes under his eyes.

He must be very tired after traveling for such a long time and sitting on the plane for several hours today.

Yu Fan pursed his lips, leaned over to kiss the corner of his lips with a bit of distress, and said softly, "have as sweet dream."

Then she lowered her head and buried her face in his arms.

Missed the corners of the mouth of the man beside him.

Although Yi Xingwen was indeed very tired, his consciousness had not completely dissipated, and he did not expect to receive such a big surprise.

He tightened his arms around his waist and fell asleep peacefully and happily.

No. 17 of the hero's setting: There is a magic power that makes people feel at ease.

The author has something to say: the lyrics are not just trying to figure out the number of words, my friend, if you taste the meaning of the last sentence carefully, you will know how scheming this man Yi Xingwen is!