he is afraid, he pretends

When Wu Luming woke up, his side was empty.

The quilt that Wen Siyuan had covered was neatly folded and placed on the head of the bed, the curtains of the room were closed tightly, and the sound of rain outside the window seemed to be more fierce than last night.

Wu Luming sat up from the bed, took off the earplugs, touched the phone and checked the time.

Eight in the morning.

There was a little surprise in his eyes.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't slept until this point when it was raining.

It is considered lucky not to wake up in the middle of the night because of a headache, but usually you don’t wake up in the middle of the night, and you must wake up naturally at five or six o’clock in the morning.

Before he could think about it, the phone in his hand suddenly rang.

He looked down at the call reminder, and got up to fold the quilt while answering the phone.

The moment the call was connected, a female voice came from the phone: "Brother Jin said you moved out of school last week? Why is it so sudden?"

"Suddenly?" Wu Luming glanced at Wen Siyuan's quilt folded into tofu cubes, and began to fold it in the direction of tofu cubes, "Didn't I tell my mother that I would move out this semester during the summer vacation, and you were beside me at the time?" .”

"At that time, you didn't say that you were going to move to Brother Jin's friend's house."

Wu Luming answered vaguely without answering.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and when the voice rang again, the subject changed again: "It's been raining for the past few days, so don't go out if you can. Do you still have frequent headaches recently?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Wu Luming folded the quilt, talking nonsense without blinking, walking outside while talking.

Just as he walked to the door and was about to open it, the person on the phone suddenly lowered his voice and asked with some hesitation: "Has the Cui family looked for you recently?"

Wu Luming paused, his eyes instantly turned cold: "They are looking for you?"

"I didn't find me here, but I don't know where I got my mobile phone number, and I called me a few times. Don't worry, I have blocked them. I am afraid they will also harass you and tell you something interesting. Nope."

"They dare not look for me."

"It's best if there is no one. If there is, don't talk to them, just block them, understand?"

Wu Luming agreed, and the person on the other side ordered some daily matters on the phone before ending the call.

After the call ended, Wu Luming didn't open the door to go out immediately. He stood there for a while with downcast eyes, and waited until the coldness in his body was completely subdued before he opened the door and walked out of the room.

As soon as the door opened, he saw Wen Siyuan sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room.

Wen Siyuan had a book on his lap, a cup of steaming milk in his left hand, and rested his right hand on the book, flipping the pages from time to time.

Wu Luming walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

The sound of the door closing made Wen Siyuan stop turning the pages of the book and raised his head.

"Don't sleep anymore?" He saw Wu Luming ask.

Wu Luming nodded, and walked to the bathroom in the living room.

"There is egg toast in the kitchen, it should still be hot." Seeing Wu Luming going into the bathroom, Wen Siyuan reminded him again.

Wu Luming had already taken one leg to the bathroom, but when he heard Wen Siyuan's words, he silently withdrew that leg and turned to look at Wen Siyuan.

"Brother Yuan, you... make egg toast?"

Wen Siyuan didn't understand the meaning of Wu Luming's words at once, just nodded his head, and suddenly noticed the smile gradually blooming on Wu Luming's face, he paused.

It wasn't until Wu Luming smiled and rolled his eyes that he realized it, and said seriously: "Eggs are cooked by an egg cooker, and toast is made by a toaster."

After finishing speaking, Wu Luming nodded with a growing smile, and added seriously: "Just press a few buttons, it won't blow up."

It was fine if he didn't add this last sentence, but when he added it, Wu Luming, who had been laughing for a long time, broke his defense and let out a few crisp laughs.

The laughter echoed around in the quiet living room, and before Wen Siyuan could speak again, Wu Luming hurriedly answered "Yes" twice, and quickly entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Wen Siyuan looked at the bathroom door closed in front of him, and then lowered his eyes to the steaming milk in his hand.

He brought the milk to his mouth and drank a couple of sips, then added in a low and serious voice: "I used a microwave and didn't fry it."

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After Wu Luming washed up, he went into the kitchen and took two hard-won eggs and two pieces of toast that were also hard-won.

He sat at the dining table with toast and eggs, took out his mobile phone and was about to find a random video to watch, when he found that the wireless network at home could not be connected.

He tried to connect three times but couldn't connect, so he simply gave up, turned off the wireless network and used the data directly.

However, soon, he found that the traffic could not open the video.

He tried to click several videos, but they couldn't open them.

Wen Siyuan's voice sounded at this moment: "The property owner notified at seven in the morning that the wireless network in the entire community is unavailable. It is estimated that someone will come to fix it tomorrow."

Wu Luming stopped and looked at Wen Siyuan, and heard Wen Siyuan say again: "Every time it rains here, the mobile network will be slower, but the TV channel can be broadcast normally."

Wu Luming expressed his understanding.

Wen Siyuan turned his gaze back to the book in front of him.

The living room fell silent.

For a long time, apart from the sound of Wen Siyuan turning the pages of the book, there was only the sound of rainstorm and wind outside the window.

Wen Siyuan visited Wu Luming twice during the period.

Looking at the past for the first time, Wu Luming was peeling eggs, but he was obviously in a state of distraction.

When only the bottom was left after peeling, the egg suddenly swiped it out of his hand with a sense of survival, and bounced twice on the dining table.

Seeing that it was about to fall off the table, fortunately Wu Luming reacted in time and caught it back before it fell off the table.

After catching it back, he went into the kitchen and washed the white eggs, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them.

The second time Wen Siyuan looked over, Wu Luming had already had his breakfast.

But he didn't seem to want to leave the dining table, just sat and stared at the table in a daze.

When Wen Siyuan read it for the third time, he saw that Wu Luming was still maintaining the original posture, motionless and still in a daze, he put down the book in his hand, and said, "Do you want to watch TV?"

His voice appeared suddenly, and Wu Luming seemed to be frightened for a moment, and then he slowly came back to his senses, and looked at him: "You don't read anymore?"

Wen Siyuan marked the book and put it on the coffee table, and while taking the TV remote control on the coffee table, he said: "I have read this book many times."

While speaking, he turned on the TV, which happened to stay on the local news channel, which reported the current situation of the heavy rain in City A.

"In the afternoon or evening, the yellow warning may be upgraded to orange, please citizens..."

The sofa beside him sank a little.

Wen Siyuan asked aloud, "Is there anything you want to see?"

Wu Luming followed Wen Siyuan, put his legs crossed on the sofa, and replied: "It's all right."

Wen Siyuan heard the words and began to press the channels one by one.

There are not many TVs that can be watched in the early morning, and almost all major channels are broadcasting news.

After finally clicking on a movie, the screen did not stay for three seconds, and the two of them witnessed a ghost crawling out of a deep well with blood on its face.

Wen Siyuan quickly switched channels.

Seeing this, Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan with a smile and asked, "Brother Yuan, don't you watch ghost movies?"

Wen Siyuan stopped and looked back at Wu Luming: "Aren't you unable to watch horror movies?"

Wu Luming was taken aback.

Wen Siyuan glanced at his expression, and then said: "The winter before last year, we watched a horror movie with the kids from Chenxi High School in the movie theater. Didn't you go out and vomit halfway through watching it? You also sent me the night you went back. high fever."

Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan and did not respond for a long time.

Until Wen Siyuan asked with some uncertainty: "Did I remember wrong?"

Wu Luming opened his mouth, and his voice was dry: "Do you still remember?"

"I didn't really remember it at first." Wen Siyuan said truthfully, "Last night you said you were afraid of thunder, and suddenly you remembered it again."

After he finished speaking, he asked Wu Luming curiously: "It's only been more than two years, and ordinary people can't remember what happened. Why do you think I don't remember?"

Seeing Wen Siyuan's serious question, Wu Luming smiled lightly and said, "Cousin said, it's like a filter is installed in your head, many people who have only been in contact with them for a few days, you will forget them all after a while." He said that he has been your classmate for so many years, and this kind of thing will happen every now and then."

Wen Siyuan was silent for a while, and finally spit out two words lightly as if he had nothing to say: "Indeed."

He withdrew his gaze from Wu Luming, and started pressing the channel again.

After changing four or five channels, he suddenly said again: "When I saw you the year before last, were you sick?"

Although what he said was a question, he didn't look at Wu Luming after he finished asking.

The TV happened to be tuned to a documentary channel, and the channel was a snowy white mountain forest.

Wen Siyuan remembered the first time he met Wu Luming, it was such a snowy day.

At that time, he was entrusted to go to a rural high school to help substitute a class for a week, and that place happened to be Wu Shengjin's hometown, so Wu Shengjin informed his family in his hometown in advance to arrange a place for him.

On the first day he passed, the road just happened to be blocked by heavy snow.

After walking for an hour with luggage, I finally found the cabin that Wu Shengjin had photographed for him.

At about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, he was standing at the intersection about ten meters away from the hut with his luggage, and he saw the boy sitting in front of the hut at a glance.

The boy was wearing a flaming oversized down jacket and the same flaming red knitted hat, staring blankly at the snow in a daze.

Different from his fiery red attire, the boy's face was so pale that it almost merged with the white-capped world outside.

Now Wu Luming has a rather sensual baby face, but it wasn't back then.

At that time, he was so thin that he was almost out of shape, no matter whether it was his body or his face, he couldn't find any extra flesh.

"Ah."

Wu Luming's sudden sound interrupted Wen Siyuan's memory.

"I got a little sick, so I went to my hometown in the countryside to recuperate."

His voice was flat and relaxed, as if he was just talking about an unimportant trifle.