he is afraid, he pretends

Wu Luming was awakened by a sound comparable to demolishing a house.

He slept late last night, so he was still in a trance when he was woken up. He sat on the edge of the bed and squinted his eyes for a while looking for the ladder to get out of bed, but he suddenly realized that this is not a school dormitory.

Less than two days after he left, he honestly returned home with Wen Siyuan last night.

This realization made him wake up instantly.

Looking at the gradually clear door in front of him, the events of last night came to mind one by one.

What flashed most clearly in an instant was the phrase "Don't follow him" that Wen Siyuan buried in his neck.

Wu Luming didn't plan to go back to school with Qian Weichang at first.

After all, after drinking, Wen Siyuan would suddenly fall asleep at any moment, and he must get him back himself before he can rest assured.

Therefore, seeing Wen Siyuan's attitude softened unexpectedly, he was stunned for a long time and couldn't recover.

It wasn't until Wen Siyuan, who had probably misunderstood, bit him on the neck like a puppy, that he barely recovered and answered Qian Weichang's words.

He couldn't remember exactly what he should have said.

I just remembered that after hanging up the phone, Wen Siyuan who was buried in his neck became silent.

Wen Siyuan woke up halfway through bringing him home.

After waking up, he fumbled earnestly until he grasped his wrist, and went back to sleep as if relieved.

Wu Luming didn't push Wen Siyuan's hand away last night, so he was pulled by the wrist like this, and slept in Wen Siyuan's bedroom all night.

Now he is still in Wen Siyuan's bedroom, but there is no one around him.

He lowered his eyes to look at the hand that Wen Siyuan held last night, his wrist was obviously blushing.

Just watching, there was another crackling sound outside the house.

This sound woke Wu Luming awake.

He vaguely remembered that in his sleep just now, he seemed to have heard an explosion.

As if to test his conjecture, there seemed to be a burning smell in the air.

The smell is not too obvious, it smells like it floats in from outside the house.

This kind of cognition made him forget to put on his slippers for a while, so he got out of bed and opened the door to run outside.

As soon as I ran to the living room, I saw a burst of smoke coming out of the kitchen.

Wen Siyuan was nowhere to be seen.

Wu Luming was anxiously about to run to the kitchen when he heard a cough coming from the kitchen.

A tall figure slowly appeared in the thick smoke.

The person who came out of the kitchen was wearing an apron with a supermarket logo printed on it. The hem of the apron was blackened, and he was holding a burnt pot lid in his hand.

Except for these two pieces of embarrassing equipment, the rest of his body looks fine.

At a glance, there was no blood or injury, even the glasses were covered with a thin layer of fog, and the eyes seemed to be a little bit smoky.

So it wasn't until Wu Luming walked up to him that he realized that there was someone more in the living room.

Raising his hand to wave away the cigarette in front of him, he looked at Wu Luming, and his voice was obviously apologetic: "Did you wake up?"

Wu Luming didn't answer his question, but looked behind him and asked, "What's wrong with the kitchen?"

"It's okay, it's just something went wrong." Wen Siyuan's tone was light, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing.

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and saw Wu Luming's bare feet stepping on the ground.

In the past two days, the air has been cold, and the weather has turned very cold.

Wen Siyuan just opened all the windows in the kitchen because of the thick smoke.

This will blow the cold wind straight into the house, and the tiles on the floor will be terribly cold.

Wen Siyuan turned around and put the pot lid back into the kitchen where a lot of smoke had dissipated, and said to Wu Luming after coming out: "Wait for me here, don't go into the kitchen."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked to the bedroom, took the brand new cotton slippers that Wu Luming just took out from the wardrobe this morning and put them next to the bed, and then returned to the living room.

He walked to Wu Luming's side, put the cotton slippers at Wu Luming's feet, and said aloud: "If it gets colder, there will be carpets at home, don't walk barefoot before the carpets are laid, you will catch cold easily."

When Wen Siyuan left, most of the thick smoke in the kitchen had dissipated.

Wu Luming was so obedient that he didn't go in, but he still stood at the door and took a look inside. Seeing that there was indeed only a black pot, except for the dirt around the stove, other places were no different from usual, so he was relieved.

Therefore, when Wen Siyuan appeared in front of him again, his mind suddenly became active.

Wen Siyuan should have taken a shower when he got up in the morning.

His hair was obviously half-dry. After taking off the apron, the clothes on his body were also different from those he wore yesterday. They were made of soft home fabrics.

After the thick smoke dissipated, the burnt smell faded, and when Wen Siyuan leaned over to Wu Luming, Wu Luming could clearly smell the fragrance of the shower gel on Wen Siyuan's body.

Wu Luming looked down at Wen Siyuan who carefully placed the slippers by his feet.

After setting it up, seeing that he didn't immediately put on his feet, Wen Siyuan looked at him again and cast him a puzzled look.

Under the gaze of his puzzled eyes, Wu Luming honestly stuffed his feet into the cotton mop.

After putting on his shoes, he didn't look away from Wen Siyuan.

Wu Luming suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand how much Wen Siyuan remembered after drinking.

The last time Wen Siyuan was drunk, Wu Luming guessed that he should remember it just based on his reaction.

As for whether Wen Siyuan could remember, and how much he could remember, Wu Luming didn't ask, so naturally he didn't know.

In addition, Wen Siyuan drank a lot more wine last night than that day...

Wu Luming raised his eyes and carefully observed Wen Siyuan's expression.

The same demeanor as before.

His face was a little red, but after all, he had choked on cigarettes just now, so Wu Luming couldn't tell why he was blushing for a moment.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wen Siyuan's voice sounded again: "Do you have class today?"

"Not in the morning." Wu Luming agreed.

Wen Siyuan quickly answered: "It's only seven o'clock, do you want to continue to sleep?"

Wu Luming paused for a moment: "I won't sleep anymore."

"Then go wash up first, I'll clean up the kitchen."

Wu Luming couldn't see anything from Wen Siyuan's face for a moment, he agreed absently, and went into the bathroom.

He was dragged by Wen Siyuan last night and couldn't take a shower.

After Wu Luming finished brushing his teeth, he went back to the house to get a change of clothes, and took a simple shower.

After taking a shower, he casually wiped two handfuls of water from his hair with a towel, and when he returned to the living room, he saw Wen Siyuan at the kitchen door, about to empty something into the wet trash bin at the kitchen door.

Seeing what he was holding in his hand, Wu Luming was taken aback.

Before Wen Siyuan threw the things away, he said, "Brother Yuan, did you cook that?"

Wen Siyuan at the kitchen door paused, straightened up and looked at him.

Wen Siyuan held a white porcelain plate in his hand, and on the plate was fried rice with eggs that could barely be seen in its original form.

Most of the rice and eggs were burnt, and some spots of the same burnt green could be seen in the black and yellow. It looked like cabbage that hadn't been cut too finely.

Wen Siyuan agreed.

After agreeing, seeing Wu Luming staring at the rice in his hand, he thought for a moment, and then said: "I searched for the recipe and followed it. All the seasonings are strictly followed the specified amount and steps in the recipe. The pot is still deep fried. gone."

Hearing the words, Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan, opened his mouth, and was about to say something. A picture of Wen Siyuan cracking any basin in the kitchen flashed through his mind, and he swallowed back the euphemistic words of comfort. In my stomach, I asked aloud: "Why do you want fried rice all of a sudden?"

Wen Siyuan didn't answer right away this time.

He paused for a long time, and after looking away from Wu Luming, he said softly, "I want to make you breakfast myself."

Totally unexpected answer.

Wu Luming froze in place for a moment, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It wasn't until Wen Siyuan looked at him again because of the long silence that he asked again: "Why did you cook me breakfast yourself?"

When he asked this question, his voice trembled a little, but he uttered every word clearly, and after he finished asking, he kept staring at Wen Siyuan, clearly wanting Wen Siyuan to answer.

Before getting Wen Siyuan's answer, Wu Luming saw the flash of tension in Wen Siyuan's eyes.

Although it passed by in a flash, Wu Luming could see it clearly.

And just after this nervousness, Wu Luming watched Wen Siyuan's ears turn red little by little.

The red quickly soaked through a large area of ​​skin, from behind the ears to the neck.

Wen Siyuan is wearing another off-white round-neck sweater today. The neck of the light-colored collar is dyed red, which is particularly eye-catching.

This time there was no smoke.

Wu Luming was sure almost instantly that Wen Siyuan remembered what happened last night.

I don't know exactly how much I remember, but I must remember a lot.

Even so, Wen Siyuan's expression remained the same as usual.

Without the almost childish obstinacy and unreasonableness after being drunk last night, he was silent for a moment, then walked to the dining table in the living room with a plate and sat down.

Putting the plate on the dining table, he patted the empty seat beside him, looked at Wu Luming and said slowly, "Xiao Ming, let's chat."

Wu Luming didn't hesitate, and went straight to sit down on the chair that Wen Siyuan put up.

After he sat down, Wen Siyuan didn't speak immediately, as if he was organizing his words.

Two minutes later, Wen Siyuan was still organizing his words.

Five minutes later, Wen Siyuan hadn't formed a language yet.

Seeing this, Wu Luming did not interrupt Wen Siyuan's thoughts temporarily, but quietly raised his eyes to observe Wen Siyuan's expression.

Wen Siyuan wasn't looking at him, his eyelids were half closed, and his eyes were always serious.

However, the seriousness of this meeting seems to be different from that of the past, and there is still confusion and confusion in it.

Wen Siyuan is very confused now.

He woke up at five o'clock this morning.

It was just dawn when I woke up, and before I was fully awake, I saw a head buried in my arms.

Under the black hair was half of a face that was flushed from sleep, and Wen Siyuan looked from the top to the bottom, just in time to see the little baby fat on the baby's face.

He woke up in an instant, and the memories of last night rushed into his mind.

All the memories came back, and Wen Siyuan's hand holding the person in his arms was very hot.

He leaned back slightly, lowered his head, and unexpectedly saw Wu Luming's obviously red and swollen mouth.

Looking down, there is still a clearly visible tooth mark on the neck.

He vaguely remembered taking a sip from that tooth mark last night.

Thinking about it, he lowered his head a little, and really saw a red mark in the circle of teeth marks.

So at [-]:[-], Wen Siyuan got off the bed lightly, washed and changed his clothes, went into the study to check the information without even bothering to blow his hair.

How to confess to Zha, what to do after confessing to Zha, how to remedy the situation when Zha kissed someone without consent.

From five o'clock to 06:30, a full hour and a half, the confession speech on his computer was longer than yesterday's lecture.

After reading it back and forth more than ten times to confirm that he was familiar with it, he finally got up and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Wu Luming.

This is not checked online.

It was once when he heard his mother whispering the past in his ear, saying that she and his father went out to play for the first time when they were in love. Just thought, she was going to marry his father.

Mother said it was the most unpretentious romance.

So Wen Siyuan went into the kitchen... and blew up the pot.

As the saying goes, a good start is half the battle.

Probably because of the first half of the entry, Wen Siyuan, who had prepared his confession speech all morning, now faced Wu Luming, his mind was unprecedentedly empty.

Wen Siyuan was confused here.

In his nearly 30 years of life, he has participated in hundreds of speeches and debates, if not thousands.

Forgetting the manuscript is something that has never happened to him.

But now he couldn't think of a word other than Wu Luming, who was full of words in his mind.

After a long silence, he frowned gradually, and raised his eyes to look at Wu Luming.

The two were very close, and Wu Luming was watching him quietly.

The young man was sitting facing the light, and the warm sunlight shone on him in the early morning, making his whole body warm.

The wound at the corner of his mouth had scabbed overnight, it should have been dazzling red, but it was not abrupt at the corner of his mouth.

Because Wu Luming's lips were also extremely red, even a little swollen upon closer inspection.

Suddenly Wu Luming pursed his lower lip lightly, and the tip of his tongue swept across the lower lip, leaving a luster.

The glittering lips closed for a while, then opened slightly, followed by slowly opening and closing, as if to say something.

However, Wen Siyuan's mind was buzzing right now, and he couldn't hear what Wu Luming was saying at all.

Until the person in front of him suddenly stood up.

Wen Siyuan subconsciously thought that Wu Luming couldn't wait any longer and was about to leave, so he immediately raised his hand to grab him back, frantically searching for the words in the morning speech.

The person in front of him bent down, as if he wanted to say something to him.

He suddenly caught a few words, before he had time to think about them, his mouth took a step ahead, and a sentence popped out: "Will you be responsible for me?"

When the words fell to the ground, both of them were taken aback.

Wen Siyuan's disobedient head all morning finally returned to work here.

What did he just say?

"Responsible" is fine, "you" is fine, and "I" is fine.

Can be combined together, should it be this sentence?

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Xiaolu: No need to say any more, I lose, can you just get the certificate directly?