Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

The bedroom door was pushed open without warning, and the two hurriedly separated.Wen Xiaoyu didn't have time to look back, and immediately picked up the quilt and wrapped it around He Xiran.

Then he walked out while putting on his clothes, and left the house with Wen Muchen who fell from the sky.He closed the door behind his back and asked in a panic, "Whose birthday is it?"

"You, brother's birthday." Wen Muchen was confused, looked at the closed door, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"No reason." Wen Xiaoyu glanced into the yard, Tong Xing was holding a cake and whispering something to Grandma Wen, and the two went into the kitchen together.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his brother came in and saw it. If the child star came in, it might lead to some kind of disaster scene.Just as he was secretly rejoicing, Wen Muchen said firmly, "You bullied him."

Wen Xiaoyu froze for a moment, then immediately denied, "I didn't."

"But, he cried." Wen Muchen pointed to his eyes, "Crying, that's crying."

"He...he was too cold." Wen Xiaoyu felt that he was not lying.

Seeing that Grandma Wen and Tong Xing were coming, he still felt a little guilty, turned his head and told his brother: "Brother, don't tell them that I bullied He Xiran."

I don't know if he himself has lost his wits because of a guilty conscience. Anyway, the little fool in front of him suddenly turned into a little clever. With two watery almond eyes, he rolled his eyes and said, "Then you have to give me the red envelope!"

"You call it extortion, do you understand?" Wen Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and said.

"I don't understand!" His brother replied confidently.

Wen Xiaoyu took a deep breath, took out 50 yuan from his pocket and quickly stuffed it into his brother's pocket, saying: "There is no red envelope, only money, nothing more."

"Hey." Wen Muchen covered his pockets and laughed a few times, then jumped up and down to help the child star get the cake.

When the door opened behind him, Wen Xiaoyu turned around and saw He Xiran coming out on tiptoe, his eyes and cheeks were red.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Wen Xiaoyu put his hands behind his back, and hooked his fingers at him.He Xiran took a few steps forward, and silently pinched his fingertips.

"Hiss... I'm looking for smoke." Wen Xiaoyu squeezed his fingers, curled up his mouth and cursed.

"It's been a long time for you two to change the medicine, isn't the injury almost healed?" Tong Xing saw their small movements as soon as he entered the door, and curled his lips very unhappily.

"I have to talk about it once a day, are you bothered?" Wen Xiaoyu still held his hands behind his back, squeezed the warm fingertips in his hands before letting go.

"Let me tell you Wen Xiaoyu, if it weren't for your birthday today, I would have dragged you out for a fight." Tong Xing pointed at him and said.

Wen Xiaoyu stepped forward to look at the cake they brought in, glanced at him when he heard the words, and said, "Then it's not my birthday today, let's have a fight."

The child star shrank his neck in embarrassment, but Wen Muchen didn't want to. He pouted and said, "No! I want cake!"

"He has been looking forward to it all day, just waiting to eat this cake." Grandma Wen said with a smile.

Wen Xiaoyu also touched his brother's head with a smile, took the cake out of the box, and was dumbfounded for a moment: "... so ugly?"

The cream of the whole cake is very thick, spread very unevenly, and the pattern on it is very scribbled, it looks like several colorful villains are fighting.

"Not ugly!" His brother slapped him and said angrily, "It's so pretty!"

"Not ugly, not ugly!" Wen Xiaoyu rubbed her arms, her movements froze suddenly, "Brother, did you make this cake?"

"Hmph!" Wen Muchen turned his head to the side, stared at him fiercely from the corner of his eyes, and said with a puffy face, "My brother's birthday, brother gave me a present."

"My brother secretly made this for you at noon, and said he wanted to surprise you." Tong Xing helped explain.

"So that's why you said you took him out to play at noon." Wen Xiaoyu hurried to apologize to his brother, "I'm sorry brother, I misread it just now, this cake is very, very beautiful, you are amazing."

In the original world, Wen Xiaoyu's birthday was also today.But since his grandma passed away, no one celebrated his birthday, not even a bowl of ordinary longevity noodles, just like no one welcomed him into the world.

As time passed, he himself forgot about this day.

"Thank you." Wen Xiaoyu said softly.

"The whole family doesn't talk about this." Grandma Wen stroked his hair and sighed, "Time flies so fast, you'll be an adult in a blink of an eye."

Wen Xiaoyu made a wish in the candlelight, opened his eyes and looked at the people around him, and sighed how lucky he was, to meet such family and friends after coming to this world.

His gaze slowly moved over, and finally landed on He Xiran, and smiled at him through the warm halo.

When sharing the cake, Wen Muchen carefully explained to them who the villains on the cream represented, and then ate himself in one bite.

"Why am I a minion?" He Xiran stared at the pattern on his cake, a little bit hesitant to say anything.

"You're beautiful!" Wen Muchen explained with cream all over his face, then pointed to the child actor and said, "Orangutan, black."

"Am I so ugly..." Tong Xing said with a sad face.

Several people laughed at the same time, Wen Xiaoyu looked at him, then at He Xiran, he was really pretty.

He Xiran covered the scar on his forehead and said, "Don't look at it."

"Not obvious." Wen Xiaoyu took his hand away and stroked his bangs, "The wound is not deep, and it will disappear soon."

After finishing the words, he looked down at the little green man his brother had drawn for him, it was really hard to say anything.But he didn't ask why, he didn't really want to know what the green color represented.

As soon as I picked it up and took two bites, I felt that the hand on my lap was touched.

His heart trembled, and he opened his fingers calmly, and then felt the hand covered with gauze slowly approaching, and the slender fingers got into his finger gap one by one, touching his fingers. buckle.

Wen Xiaoyu took her breath lightly, raised her eyes and scanned the others.They were discussing what season each other's birthdays were, and no one paid any attention to their little movements under the table.

So he clasped that hand lightly, not daring to use force.

"I remember that Aran's birthday is in summer, right?" Grandma Wen asked suddenly.

"Ah?" He Xiran panicked for a moment, and was about to pull out his hand, but Wen Xiaoyu clasped it even tighter.

"I also remember it was summer." Tong Xing said sourly, "Wen Xiaoyu even set off a firework rain for others. I just wore big pants and hid behind the wall and watched secretly. The memory is still fresh."

"'I' let you off the fireworks rain? Does it look good?" Wen Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows and asked, feeling that she was more sour than a child star.

It might be because his face was too weird, He Xiran hesitated for a long time, and whispered, "It's pretty."

"...Okay." Wen Xiaoyu sighed, feeling that the little green man on her cake was even more dazzling.

***

After eating the cake and longevity noodles, Tong Xing went to work. Before leaving, he mysteriously called Wen Xiaoyu out and gave him a box.Wen Xiaoyu took it over and took a look, good guy, what an expensive camera lens.

"You took it back and returned it." He said without hesitation, "You bought it for a whole year with your part-time salary, without eating or drinking?"

The child star said "Hey" and said, "Who do you look down on? How about my monthly income of more than [-]!"

"Stop talking to me." Wen Xiaoyu said, "To be honest, Xing Xing, I really don't need such a good lens right now. I accepted my favor, and I took it back."

"That won't work, I've done my homework for a long time, you have to have what others have." Tong Xing shook his head and said.

"I also heard from my grandma today that you made a lot of money by contributing to that magazine. I will treat it as a long-term investment. When you get rich, you can pay me dividends."

Wen Xiaoyu stared at him for a long time, then took a step forward and patted his shoulder, feeling a dark tide in his heart, speechless.

"I see you haven't been idle for a while, you're studying and filming." Tong Xing said, and patted him on the back, "Don't work so hard, our family is your backing."

"It is because of you that I have to work harder." Wen Xiaoyu let go of him, put the camera away, and said "Thank you" solemnly.

He is really grateful to the child star, the situation in their family is different from normal families, and he himself is not very good at handling family relations.If there is no child star during this time, I don't know what kind of chaos the family will be in.

Before he finished feeling, he saw Tong Xing crying with red eyes, and forced Wen Xiaoyu to send him to a taxi before giving up.

Seeing the headlights getting farther and farther away, Wen Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw He Xiran standing not far away at a glance.I don't know when I came out, I didn't even wear a coat, and my nose was red from the cold.

Wen Xiaoyu quickly took two steps back, but stopped suddenly.Snowflakes fluttered down from the night sky and landed on the two of them lightly.

The first snow of winter fell silently at this moment, and He Xiran stood quietly under the honey-yellow light. The whole portrait was carved with ice and snow, and it was cool and beautiful.

Wen Xiaoyu suddenly remembered the day he first met He Xiran, he stood alone in the chaotic crowd at the end of the alley, and he regretted that he couldn't take a picture of that scene.

At this moment, in this first snow scene, the regret of not being able to keep it forever and keep it as her own once again surfaced in Wen Xiaoyu's heart.

He stepped up again, almost running to He Xiran's side, took off his coat and put it on him, and asked, "When did you come?"

He Xiran stared at him intently, but answered irrelevantly: "Happy birthday."

Wen Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, and the burning light cast from his long and narrow eyes, and said to him, "Thank you."

The two looked at each other in the snow that was falling more and more. Wen Xiaoyu lowered his head slightly and said, "He Xiran, I'm going to make a request that you lose the bet."

He Xiran's breath missed a beat, and he blinked his eyes several times before asking, "What request do you want?"

His voice was a little tight, he swallowed a bit and said, "No... it's too much."

"Not too much." Wen Xiaoyu said, "You don't need to do too much, you just need to cooperate with me."

The snowflakes fell very quietly, and his low and deep voice became the thing with the strongest sense of presence here.

He Xiran's ears turned red instantly, he lowered his eyes slightly, and asked in a whisper, "What is it?"

"Our club's photography assignment this week, I want to take a picture of you." Wen Xiaoyu said seriously.

He Xiran's flickering eyelashes paused, and he opened his eyes wide and asked, "That's it?"

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Cover the pot and run away~