my brother's spring

Wei Zizhen just felt dizzy.

The breath belonging to Xiao Xuan is getting closer and closer, with a slight bitter aroma of coffee, lingering around the tip of the nose.

Mr. President clutched the hem of the soft pajamas tightly with both hands, and sat on the sofa nervously, as if his soul had been stripped from his body, his mind was blank, and he couldn't even control his emotions.

He could only smell the bitter aroma of coffee, and he grabbed the hem of his pajamas like he was grabbing a life-saving straw. His brain tried his best to instruct his body to respond, but he didn't get any response.

It seems like a century has passed.

A few children's laughter came from far outside the door, and Wei Zizhen's Piaoyuan soul was pulled back suddenly.

Mr. President woke up in a jerk, avoided Xiao Yingdi's hands, moved back, grabbed the pillow next to him with one hand and hugged it in his arms, blocking between the two of them.

Wei Zizhen, who was almost tweeted, was flushed, his eyes were full of tears brewed from excessive tension, he sniffed, and stammered, "I, I, I just promised to give you a chance to pursue! You, you, don't mess around!"

Film Emperor Xiao, who failed in the sneak attack, let go of his hands regretfully, and looked at President Wei who was about to crush the pillow, with a smile on his face that never faded.

"Thank you Mr. Wei for giving me this opportunity."

Wei Zizhen pursed his lips when he heard the words, and muttered in a low voice, "Don't call me Mr. Wei."

Xiao Yingdi, with sharp ears, nodded when he heard the words, his tone was as gentle as the breeze gently sweeping over the tip of his heart.

"I should call you Zizhen." After finishing speaking, Emperor Xiao looked at Mr. President with his chin in his hands, "What about you?"

Wei Zizhen paused, hugged the pillow and looked at Xiao Xuan blankly, and after a while, said uncertainly, "Monkey...doctor?"

Xiao Xuan: "..."

Are you serious?

Wei Zizhen looked at the silent King Xiao, and defended with a stiff neck: "I, I think it's very good!!"

Xiao Yu sighed and nodded, "Well, as long as you like it."

Wei Zizhen looked at Xiao Xuan's helpless and conniving expression, blinked his eyes, boldly approached a little bit, and asked, "Doctor Monkey, how did you fall in love with someone like me?"

"What makes you such a person?" Xiao Yu looked even more helpless, "You are very good, don't always belittle yourself."

Wei Zizhen couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his face which was getting hot again.

Xiao Xuan looked at Wei Zizhen's shy look, pondered for a long time, and asked: "Mr. Wei still remembers the summer vacation ten years ago, when you ran away from home when you slept on the overpass?"

Wei Zizhen: "..."

? ? ? ? ?What? ? ?

How do you know all this! !

Wei Zizhen was shocked.

"Actually, I used to run away from home a lot, and when I couldn't find anyone to take me in and I didn't have any money in my pocket, I often slept on the bridge." Wei Zizhen hugged the pillow, a little embarrassed, "What time are you referring to... ...?"

Xiao Yingdi never expected to get such an answer.

He was silent for a long time, and it was so long that Wei Zizhen felt a little flustered, before he said, "Then do you remember that time you took someone else to sleep on the bridge?"

Wei Zizhen was stunned.

Xiao Yingdi sighed lightly.

It seems that I don't remember.

But it's not surprising, for Wei Zizhen, the thing that impressed him most was probably just helping a homeless man.

"Actually, the first time I really saw you was ten years ago—now it should be considered 11 years ago."

As Xiao Xuan said, looking at the wide-eyed President Wei, he picked up the warm coffee and took a sip.

Wei Zizhen heard Xiao Yu say that he met him when he ran away from home, and was rescued by a bowl of instant noodles when he was so hungry that he was going to go home to meet his fiancée, and then he was dragged to sleep on the bridge all night.

Wei Zi was really heartbroken.

I have already slept with the male god!

wrong!

I actually dragged the male god to sleep on the flyover all night! ! !

Mr. President feels that his black history can't be washed away no matter what, it's so frustrating!

"That day you left early in the morning, left me a pocket of change, told me to go home early, and smiled and said to me, 'You can't go to the construction site to move bricks'." Xiao Yingdi drank slowly again. Taking a sip of coffee, "I thought, why can't I go? It's better than going home."

Wei Zizhen suddenly remembered an interview with Xiao Xun, how he got on the path of actor. At that time, Xiao Xun replied half-jokingly that he was too tired to move bricks, and it happened that Liu Maimai dug him out on the construction site. , so I changed jobs.

Wei Zizhen: "..."

Don't tell me that the metaphorical statement is actually true...

However, Xiao Xuan's next sentence directly shattered Wei Zizhen's fantasy of escaping.

"So I went to the construction site near the bridge that day to move bricks," he said.

Wei Zizhen: "..."

God I'm sorry for you.

Really sorry.

Wei Zizhen was filled with remorse.

"I asked your name when you left." Xiao Xuan smiled and looked at the collapsed Mr. President, "You said your name is Red Scarf."

Wei Zizhen: "..."

God damn red scarf.

But this is really what the baby would say.

Wei Zizhen hugged the pillow and wanted to hide behind it.

I'm just a salty fish who can shout 666, why did I do such a thing in the past!

"Originally, I didn't plan to find you again—I regarded the previous time as..." Xiao Yu paused, "It's just a small fate like an adventure."

"Who knew you would appear in front of me again." Xiao Yingdi thought of the surprise that Little Heipi appeared in front of him again, and a bright smile appeared on his face, "I just thought, since it is so interesting Fate, I should repay the previous help. Who knows, every time I walk towards you, you will rub the soles of your feet with oil."

In fact, Xiao Xuan chased Wei Zizhen and called the red scarf several times at the beginning, but he didn't realize that he was being called, and always ran away without looking back.

Xiao Xuan also asked the staff to help him tell Wei Zizhen that he had something to look for, but Wei Zizhen still didn't listen, and turned around and ran away as soon as he approached.

He refused to leave a name, only knowing that those who could enter the film and television city at will, either because they had too much money or had something to do with the staff inside.

What can Xiao Xuan do, he is also very desperate.

"Later, I have been trying to find you. I took a photo of you from a distance, but because the relationship was too vague, it could not be used as a very strong clue, so it was delayed until half a year ago, until I met you. Your mother, show me your old photos."

Xiao Yingdi felt that it was really not easy for him to find someone.

What's even more difficult is that Wei Zizhen has never been far from him.

"I finally found you when I was losing hope, and I feel like even the gods are saying we should be together."

Xiao Yingdi looked at the ostrich president who couldn't help but moved a little away, "So I won't give up."

The atmosphere instantly became sweet and sticky.

The bitter aroma of coffee lingers for a long time, but it lingers on the tip of the nose, but it is as sweet as honey.

Wei Zizhen didn't know what to say anymore.

He was buried behind the pillow, looking for his time machine.

He has no impression of what Xiao Yu said, but this does not prevent Wei Zizhen from feeling regretful - if he had known that he had met Xiao Yu earlier, he should have picked her up as a child bride!

Wei Zizhen thought angrily, kneading the pillow in his arms, raised his head and looked at Xiao Xuan, after a while, he raised his finger and pointed to the kitchen, "Auntie Housekeeper is home for the New Year, I'm hungry."

After finishing speaking, Mr. President's stomach growled in response to the occasion.

It is not surprising that Xiao Xuan only got such a sentence for his confession.

——Actually, after saying these words, Wei Zizhen didn't drive him out, or retreated into the room by himself, which was enough to surprise Xiao Xuan.

Just changing the subject.

Xiao Yingdi said that he had already gotten used to it.

Movie Emperor Xiao didn't mind at all, he put down the coffee in his hand and stood up, asking, "Didn't you eat at noon?"

Wei Zizhen hugged the pillow, looked at Xiao Yingdi who took off his coat and put it on the back of the sofa, nodded without blinking his eyes.

Xiao Yingdi stopped rolling his sleeves.

He raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you eat breakfast?"

Wei Zizhen nodded again.

Xiao Yingdi frowned, turned his head to look through the refrigerator.

Mr. President embraced the soft pillow, thinking that when Xiao Xuan came out after cooking, he said solemnly and seriously: For the sake of your delicious cooking, I agree to your pursuit.

Wei Zi really thought about it, sitting upright with his pillow in his arms and staring at the direction of the kitchen, crazily simulating the situation later in his mind, and calmed down to brew his emotions—in case Xiao Xuan would throw away his helmet and armor when he smiled later, even He stutters when he speaks.

Not long after, there was a noise in the kitchen.

My younger brother's phone was not answered, and when he called Weicheng and learned that his younger brother didn't go to work today, brother Xiaoming opened the door to find his dear friend. When my younger brother went out for dinner, he smelled the bitter aroma of coffee just entering the room. .

Wei Ziming is the only one who loves coffee in the entire Wei family.

Brother Xiao Ming glanced at the two pairs of men's shoes lined up on the porch, one pair of leather shoes was obviously not Wei Zizhen's painting style.

He glanced across the hall and saw his brother's head emerging from the couch.

There was also a coat draped over the back of the sofa, a style that Wei Ziming had never seen in Wei Zizhen's wardrobe.

Wei Ziming's gaze turned to the living room and the kitchen, which was separated from the living room by only one door.

The lights in the kitchen and the noises coming from it clearly showed the fact that someone was cooking.

Today, Wei Ziming was planning to come back to find his younger brother to go out for dinner today because the housekeeping aunt was on vacation, lest his younger brother, who could stay in the house for more than ten days without going out, starve to death at home.

So who's in the kitchen?

Wei Ziming looked at the men's leather shoes next to Wei Zizhen's pair of sneakers, and the gray coat draped over the back of the chair.

Brother Xiao Ming frowned, realizing that this matter was not simple.

The author has something to say: Wei Zizhen: Damn it!

Wei Ziming: Damn it!

Xiao Yu: ... Hello brother, I am the new housekeeping aunt [x]