prefer silence

Wenzhi wondered for a moment if there was something wrong with her ears.

Why did Song Zhiyuan want to pretend to be a couple with Li Yuyuan in front of him? Didn't he know about the twists and turns?

Song Zhiyuan saw Wen Zhi's doubts, and coughed: "Forget it, not only in front of him, but also in front of other people, it will be more believable."

"Senior, do you think I'm an opera singer, and still 'dress up'?" Wenzhi pulled the corner of her mouth down, and said after a while, "Can I ask the reason..."

Song Zhiyuan: "You don't need to know that much, and I can't explain it to you. Anyway, I promise you to be friends with sex with you, but you also have to help me. We are in a business relationship, so don't even think about getting emotional. , I don't like your hanging up."

Wen Zhi seemed to be hit by these merciless words, her head drooped, and her hands under the table were clenched tightly.

After a long time, he raised his head and smiled indifferently, "Okay."

In the evening, Song Zhiyuan brought Wenzhi home.

Song Zhiyuan is a local, but he doesn't live with his parents. After graduation, he moved out to rent an apartment.

Originally, he had set his sights on a larger double apartment, and planned to persuade Li Yuyuan to live with him, but who would have thought that the bamboo horse that broke out halfway agreed to marry Li Yuyuan.

Song Zhiyuan's good idea fell through, so he changed to this smaller house and lived there since graduation.

Song Zhiyuan turned on the light, the sofa was in a mess, worn sweaters and sweatpants were piled up crumpled together, empty wine bottles and drink bottles were scattered on the coffee table, everything showed that the owner of the house had a worrying awareness of hygiene.

Wen Zhi sniffed, the mixed moisture and alcohol smell in the air made him hold his breath uncomfortably, "How long has it been since your living room hasn't been ventilated?"

Song Zhiyuan found a pair of disposable slippers for Wenzhi, "I don't remember, let's just wear it." Seeing Wenzhi's expression with faint disgust, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he still insisted: "If you can't accept You can go, my ex-girlfriend has never been to my house."

"Really?" Wenzhi asked, "Where's Senior Lemin, hasn't she been here?"

"Le Min..." Song Zhiyuan hadn't heard this name for a long time, he shook his head, and swallowed those two words from the tip of his tongue to his throat, "She hasn't been here before, why did you ask her? "

"You and Senior Sister Le Min are a fairy couple in our school. Many girls in our class envy Senior Sister Le Min. I, I also envy her."

"Fairy couple." Song Zhiyuan thought about the meaning of this word, and smiled sarcastically, "She and I are not what you imagined at all. We have never been together in a real sense throughout our university days."

Song Zhiyuan tapped the floor impatiently with his toes, "Stop talking about it, it's boring, just put on your shoes, or do you want to squat at the door and be my door god?"

"..." Wenzhi wanted to say something, but he hesitated and then stopped, his eyes turned to a pair of puppy slippers on the shoe cabinet, with a round head and fluffy ears, very cute, and a plus-size man Slippers, "Are these slippers yours too?"

Song Zhiyuan lowered his face, "Of course not, how could I like this style? Only..." At this point, he stopped talking, turned and walked to the bedroom, "I'll give you 3 minutes, love will come or not."

Wen Zhi didn't dawdle any longer, and swallowed back the sentence "Whose are these slippers" that was about to blurt out.

……

Within a few days, Song Zhiyuan announced to everyone the "fact" that he and Wenzhi were together.Everyone was congratulating them, including Sister Bing. She cheerfully mentioned a few words, "Don't affect your work when you fall in love", and said on the spot that the two of them will be arranged in the same room for team building and business trips.

Song Zhiyuan specially observed Li Yuyuan's reaction, and he was as surprised and happy as everyone else, but Song Zhiyuan always felt that he didn't fully believe it.

During the lunch break, Song Zhiyuan had dinner with Wenzhi, and Li Yuyuan sent him a WeChat message.

[Yu Yuan: Are you serious this time?It's not just playing around with the little girl last time. 】

"It's just for fun" is a post from Song Zhiyuan's circle of friends when they broke up, the kind that only Li Yuyuan can see.He couldn't tell what kind of mentality he did that thing at the time, but now that he thinks about it, he's a bit naive.

[Song Zhiyuan: Seriously, I think it's him.He looks good eating, drinking water, and walking with me.I can't live without him for a moment.Li Yuyuan, I can finally tell you that I don't like you at all. 】

Song Zhiyuan edited and edited, clicked send.Such a long and numbing passage should be able to make Li Yuyuan dizzy.

[Yu Yuan: That's great!Congratulations!Wenzhi is succinct and serious, just enough to subdue you bastard. 】

【Yu Yuan: Akimbo and laughing.jpg】

Less talking, more serious, is this talking about Wenzhi?

Song Zhiyuan stared at the emoji sent by Li Yuyuan for a while, and couldn't help laughing. Li Yuyuan sent him an emoji, which showed that he believed in him, believed that he didn't like him, believed that he had really found true love.

They can go back to the past.

"Senior, what are you laughing at?"

Song Zhiyuan turned off his phone and continued to eat, "It's nothing, today's performance was a success, everyone believed it, thank you."

Wen Zhi paused, "Everyone, including Yu Yuan?"

"Well, that's right, he believed it too, thank you." Song Zhiyuan put aside his troubles, relaxed, and his eyes were very happy.

"If I remember correctly, Yu Yuan is already married, right?" Wen Zhi looked at Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan took a mouthful of noodles, but didn't have any special reaction to this sentence, "Yes, it's been four years, and he loves his husband very much."

"It's Yu Yuan who got married, so I've been urging you to settle down too?" Wen Zhi asked puzzled, "Senior, don't you think the relationship between you two is too strange? You are just friends, but you want me for him?" Pretending to be a couple with you..."

"You care too much, don't forget that we are a fake couple and not a real couple." Song Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks and said dissatisfiedly, "Everything is just my pleasure."

Wen Zhi suddenly fell silent, "Sorry, I will pay attention to it in the future."

After becoming a fake couple and a real girlfriend with Wenzhi, Song Zhiyuan's quality of life improved by more than a little bit.

They cook twice a week, and each time they are at Song Zhiyuan's house, Wenzhi will buy the ingredients for cooking in advance, and will take Song Zhiyuan to clean up together.

Not only that, Song Zhiyuan's house gradually had a bunch of gadgets.There are egg steamers, cartoon cushions, Wenzhi's usual water cups, Wenzhi's favorite plush toys, and several pots of roses.

A second set of toothbrushes, shaving lotion, and lotion were placed on the sink, and a few spare T-shirts and trousers that Wen Zhi brought over were hung in the closet.

These things invaded Song Zhiyuan's personal space forcefully in just one month, and he gradually got used to it from being unaccustomed to it.As for Wen Zhi, he didn't seem to reject him very much.

He found that Wenzhi was becoming more and more gentle towards him in private, and almost put away all the sharpness and viciousness at first sight.Also, Wenzhi's butt is very round, and when she squats down while wearing tight jeans, it will protrude a beautiful arc, which makes people's hearts tickle.

Just like now, Wen Zhi is squatting halfway to help him pack his suitcase, his dyed brown straight hair hangs limply, hanging down to his ears, with his back turned to his buttocks and pouted, as if to seduce him.

Song Zhiyuan kicked Wenzhi lightly, "It's almost done, don't tidy it up, I already tidy it up."

"I really doubt how the senior survived. Your ability to take care of yourself is too poor." Wenzhi buckled the suitcase hard and zipped it, "Do you remember the password?"

"Remember, 0403, don't disturb it."

"Is 0403 a special day?" Wenzhi turned around and asked.

A special day... April 4rd, isn't it Li Yuyuan's birthday that he used to set the password before?When Song Zhiyuan realized it, he felt a little guilty for no reason, and immediately regained his composure. Wen Zhi was just a friend with sex, and he didn't care about it.

"It's someone's birthday."

"Who is it?" Wenzhi looked at Song Zhiyuan for a few seconds, then stood up suddenly, and said as she walked to the bathroom, "Forget it, don't tell me, I know I've crossed the line again. Go to bed early today, and get up early tomorrow. "

Song Zhiyuan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart at once, it wasn't relaxed, nor disappointed, but a bit of sour bubble, which burst with a poke.