he is afraid, he pretends

Wen Siyuan has forgotten how long it has been since he sat down to discuss a personal matter with someone.

It seems that the last time, when he was in adolescence, his parents were asked by the school to chat with him for about 5 minutes about how to suppress the restlessness of youth.

After the chat, the family of three agreed that these 5 minutes were a waste of time.

Because Wen Siyuan didn't care about being a teenager at all.

In the words of Ms. Wen, Wen Siyuan seems to have skipped all the early stages of life since she was sensible, and stepped into the life of middle-aged and elderly people neatly.

Although Wen Siyuan didn't quite agree with it, he had to admit that he was better at playing with birds and walking around with his uncle than talking about his youth's thoughts with Wu Luming.

But this is not a multiple-choice question, he can't choose between the two.

So he still had to sit down and talk with Wu Luming.

Probably summer is really coming to an end, the week before the National Day, the weather has been good.

Wu Luming had no class on Friday afternoon, and it happened that Wen Siyuan was fine, so the two went to the supermarket together.

Store grain regularly.

Seeing the cheese in the freezer while stocking up on food, Wu Luming asked casually, "Does Brother Yuan like to eat baked rice?"

Wen Siyuan didn't clearly express his likes and dislikes, but only agreed: "Yes."

Wu Luming pondered for a moment, took two pieces of cheese, and decided on tonight's dinner.

After getting along for this period of time, Wu Luming already had a general understanding of Wen Siyuan's taste.

The meat is average, the vegetables are average, and seafood is preferred.

So he bought squid and shellfish, planning to make a seafood baked rice at night.

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon when the two returned home from the supermarket.

Baked rice takes a lot of time to make.

So after the two of them organized all the things into the kitchen, Wu Luming started to process the ingredients directly in the kitchen.

In view of Wen Siyuan's ability to fry the kitchen, as long as Wu Luming started cooking in the kitchen recently, Wen Siyuan would withdraw very consciously, so as not to add chaos to the kitchen.

But today, Wu Luming took a basin to soak the shellfish. When he looked up, he found Wen Siyuan standing upright in the kitchen, as if he had no intention of going out.

Although November is next Monday, strictly speaking, the holiday starts this Saturday.

Probably because he was busy before the holiday, Wu Luming didn't see Wen Siyuan all day yesterday, and when he got up this morning, Wen Siyuan also disappeared early as usual.

So counting, from the time we finished visiting the small park on Wednesday night to this afternoon, the two seemed to have had no contact for nearly two days.

Wen Siyuan seemed to have something to say.

Wu Luming waited quietly for Wen Siyuan for quite a while, seeing that Wen Siyuan was still standing there not knowing what he was thinking, he had no choice but to speak first: "Brother Yuan, what's the matter?"

After he spoke, Wen Siyuan seemed to have considered it carefully, and suddenly asked: "Will a bad mood affect cooking?"

"Yes?" Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan strangely.

Wen Siyuan seemed to be thinking for a while, then suddenly asked: "That should also affect eating?"

Wu Luming nodded slowly, his eyes were even more strange.

After nodding his head, he waited for Wen Siyuan's follow-up, but Wen Siyuan also nodded, and then left the kitchen just like that.

She also closed the kitchen door for him intimately.

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After the two had finished eating, Wen Siyuan spontaneously took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen to wash.

Probably the first time is raw and the second time is cooked, Wen Siyuan's second time washing dishes is obviously much more proficient than the first time.

Wu Luming stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at it for a while, thinking that Wen Siyuan should stop smashing the bowl, then turned and walked to his bedroom.

As soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, Qian Weichang called.

"Have you gone out?" Qian Weichang's voice was very loud, as if he was on the main road.

"Lao Lin and I took a taxi there first. I sent you the address on wx. Don't go to the wrong place then."

Wu Luming agreed, and Qian Weichang happened to catch a taxi, so he hung up the phone yelling.

Wu Luming took a change of clothes, took a simple shower, and when he returned to the bedroom of the guest room, he bumped into Wen Siyuan who came out of the master bedroom.

Wen Siyuan seemed to have just finished washing the dishes, and was wiping the water off his hands with a piece of paper.

The two collided and spoke almost at the same time.

"Brother Yuan."

"Xiao Ming."

The voices overlapped, and both of them were taken aback.

Immediately after, Wen Siyuan spoke first: "You speak first."

Wu Luming grabbed the skirt of his clothes that was wet with water droplets from his hair, and said, "I'm going out tonight, a class reunion."

Wen Siyuan heard this, and then subconsciously looked at Wu Luming's clothes at the moment.

Wu Luming's hair had obviously not been brushed or blown, and it was dripping wet with drops of water.

He was wearing a large white T-shirt. The material of the T-shirt was a little thin, which could outline his figure faintly. In addition, the clothes were loose, and the neckline barely stuck below the collarbone.

"Do you still need to change your clothes before going out?" Wen Siyuan asked suddenly.

Wu Luming heard the sound and subconsciously looked at his clothes.

Plain white T-shirt, plain overalls.

There is nothing wrong with that.

So he nodded.

To his surprise, Wen Siyuan immediately asked again: "What is the content of the party?"

"KTV, maybe I will go to the mall after the end."

Wen Siyuan stood at the door of the guest room. After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed: "Would it be better to wear dark colors when going out at night?"

Wu Luming took clothes from the closet before taking a bath, and went to the bathroom after taking it, but the closet door was left open, and now both doors were wide open.

He looked in the direction Wen Siyuan pointed, and found that what was facing him was a black T-shirt in the closet.

Wu Luming looked very unfamiliar with a solid black T-shirt, probably his mother stuffed it into his suitcase under some circumstances.

He always likes to wear loose clothes, so it's the same when buying clothes. The solid black T-shirt is a bit small, so it's not something he would buy.

He double-checked back and forth, and he was sure that he saw exactly where Wen Siyuan was pointing. Then he stepped forward and took the black T out of the closet.

"This?" He asked Wen Siyuan.

Wen Siyuan nodded.

After half a minute of mental struggle in Wu Luming's mind, Wu Luming finally chose to take off his white T.

The black T that Wen Siyuan was referring to was very tricky, with the front and back necklines the same size, and there was no uniform mark on the collar. Wu Luming looked at it for a long time before choosing a mask that barely looked like the front.

After he put it on with great difficulty, his first feeling was... so good.

The body is fine, the clothes are not very tight, but the neckline of the clothes is very small, and it just catches the neck, making Wu Luming, who has been wearing loose clothes all the time, somewhat uncomfortable.

Wu Luming pulled his clothes a little more comfortably, looked at Wen Siyuan at the door, and found Wen Siyuan showing satisfaction on his face.

Seeing that Wen Siyuan was satisfied, he simply stopped struggling and packed the hem of his clothes into his overalls.

Just when he thought it was over and bent over to go to the closet to find socks, Wen Siyuan's voice suddenly came again.

"Wait a moment."

Wu Luming stopped, and looked at Wen Siyuan again in doubt.

The dress Wen Siyuan chose for Wu Luming was really not good-looking, and it was indeed like this at first.

But when Wu Luming tucked the hem of the clothes into the overalls, whether the clothes looked good or not seemed completely unimportant in an instant.

The proportions of the young man's figure are a bit staggering, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, straight and long legs.

His figure, which cannot be seen through loose clothes, becomes more obvious when he is a little slimmer. Coupled with his very well-behaved appearance, it is easy for people to have the psychology of wanting to abduct him.

Wen Siyuan stood at the door watching, and suddenly raised his hand again: "It's easy to get cold at night, so add a coat."

Wu Luming looked in the direction he pointed again. The moment he saw the clothes, his first reaction was, why is there such a dress in his closet?

Soon he remembered, turned to look at Wen Siyuan: "Brother Yuan, those are not my clothes."

Wen Siyuan's expression froze, he retracted his gaze from the wardrobe, and looked at Wu Luming: "Whose is it?"

"My grandfather's." Wu Luming explained, "My mother probably brought them here by accident when she was collecting clothes."

So just how good of a vision Wen Siyuan has to be able to pick this one out of so many clothes just in case?

Wu Luming was thinking about it when he heard Wen Siyuan make a pertinent comment: "It's pretty nice."

After speaking, he seemed to feel that the evaluation was not comprehensive, so he added: "It looks very warm."

It is quite warm.

Leaving aside the fact that the color is army green, Wu Luming also couldn't figure out why a short-sleeved shirt had to be velvet inside.

But under Wen Siyuan's very approving eyes, he finally took the army green fleece short-sleeved shirt and put it on.

Wen Siyuan finally didn't stop this time.

He stood at the door and looked around at Wu Luming's attire, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "If it's over before 10 o'clock and it's not convenient to come back, you can call me and I'll pick you up."

Wu Luming nodded and thanked him. Seeing that Wen Siyuan was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and stopped Wen Siyuan in time and asked, "Brother Yuan, what did you call me just now?"

Wen Siyuan stopped and looked at Wu Luming again, and soon he shook his head and said, "It's okay, the party should be in a good mood and have fun."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Wen: I'm going to find Xiao Ming to clarify (thump, thump, thump), why is the neckline of this dress so low?