After detonating the hot search

Shen Han almost coaxed and lied to bring him in from the balcony.

Wen Nian sat at the end of the bed, lowered his head and thought about something, then slowly turned his head to look at the direction outside the balcony.

Those eyes were too serious, so serious that Shen Han could almost be sure that as soon as he walked away, this person would run to the balcony again.

"Is it so pretty?" Shen Han said to himself.

"Focus" can probably be regarded as a magical quality. Seeing that Wen Nian was looking at it so seriously, he actually followed suit.

It's getting dark, and the street lights here are not on. In fact, I can't see much of the outside scene. If he didn't know that his brother's villa has a wall of roses, he would probably regard those flowers and leaves as some messy silhouettes.

I don't know why this person suddenly wants roses.

Never heard him mention it before.

"I'll pick roses for you, you just sit here and wait, don't run around, you know."

Wen Nian didn't speak, his eyes seemed to flicker only when he heard "Chinese rose".

Shen Han was worried, locked the floor-to-ceiling windows, drew the curtains again, then walked to the stairs, and shouted downstairs: "Come up someone."

People look up.

Shen Han said concisely: "I'm going to pick a flower, and someone will help me look after Wen Nian."

Xu Yixin: "What are you picking flowers for?!"

After a pause, he said again, "Why are you looking at Wen Nian?"

Shen Han directly pulled Xu Yixin into the room: "I'll explain to you when I get back, anyway, you just watch him for me, don't let him—"

As soon as he entered the door, the curtains that had been closed had already been opened. Wen Nian was standing in front of the window, bowing his head to unlock it.

Shen Han: "..."

He knew it.

"As it is now, you don't let him near the balcony."

Now Shen Han would rather Wen Nian get drunk and make a lot of noise. Being so quiet makes people feel uneasy at all.

Shen Han decided to make a quick decision, and asked Xu Yixin to stay still in the room, and immediately ran to the opposite side.

It's almost night, and it's not cool, only a little bit of wind is better than nothing when you run.

Shen Han stood still in front of the wall.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have thought that one day, he would come to steal flowers outside his brother's villa.

He raised his head, swept the roses all over the wall, and looked back at Erxia's villa. He didn't know what was wrong, and suddenly remembered what happened a few years ago.

He has forgotten which house it is, but it's not bad after all. All his brother's villas are the same, either black and white, or gray and white. The family always says that his brother's courtyard is empty, unpopular, and pets can't be raised well. Whether it is some flowers or plants, his brother has never responded, but one day when the family mentioned it again, his brother suddenly said: "Then raise the wall rose."

The tone is very casual, so casual that no one thinks it is true.

But later, his brother really raised the wall rose.

... Not just one wall, but outside several houses.

At first, Shen Han thought that his brother liked roses, but later it seemed that he didn't, because his brother only raised one variety.

He asked the florist what it was called Lady Charlotte.

A series of phone vibrations brought Shen Han back to reality.

"I see what are you doing standing there for a long time? Hurry up and come back with two flowers!"

"Being stared at by these eyes a few more times, I can't stand it anymore."

Shen Han: "..."

Xu Yixin's messages came one after another.

"You remember to pick off the branches together when you pick them, and you can find a vase to put them in later and you can grow them all night."

"Choose something bigger and more beautiful."

"There is also a small folding ladder in the villa."

Shen Han: "I'm sucking it up, don't make noise."

Shen Han exited the message interface, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to scan the wall, and finally saw a few flowers that were within reach and in good condition.

He tiptoed, like a gecko, stretched out his hand to pick two flowers, but he didn't think it was enough. When he was about to pick the third flower, he suddenly heard the sound of a wooden door being pushed and pulled not far away.

A melodious and misty sound fell in Shen Han's ears, but it seemed to be with a tendency to destroy.

Shen Han froze in place.

Shen Huaijing walked out slowly from inside.

Shen Han: "..."

Shen Han heard his brother's voice.

"This time the punishment task is not to borrow things, but to climb the wall and pick flowers."

Shen Han: "..."

Shen Huaijing was wearing casual clothes, with a cup of coffee in his hand, his voice was unbearably weak.

Compared with Shen Han appearing here at night, he seems to be more interested in the few roses in Shen Han's hand.

"Yes, yes," Shen Han smiled dryly, "I lost the game, and I'm going to punish you for the task. Come and pick two flowers. Brother, do you have anything else to do? I'll leave first."

Shen Han's ability to lie has not improved for thousands of years, almost the moment he opened his mouth, Shen Huaijing frowned.

Shen Huaijing didn't speak, and Shen Han didn't even dare to move.

At this moment, Shen Han's cell phone rang again. He looked down and was about to hang up when he heard his brother say, "Whose phone is it?"

"...Yuhang."

"Turn on the speakerphone."

"..."

The moment it was connected, Shen Han didn't even have time to open his mouth to make a signal, and Yu Hang's voice scattered in the quiet space: "Brother, where did you pick the flowers? It's been almost half an hour, and it may be too late when you come back to warm the wine." going to wake up."

Shen Han: "..."

okay.

From now on, Yu Hang's birthday will be his death day.

And he will die on the same day, the same year and the same month as Yu Hang.

Before Shen Huaijing opened his mouth, Shen Han immediately called out truthfully: "Brother brought a bottle of wine here today for Yuhang's birthday. We planned to drink a little for each of us, but Wen Nian accidentally drank it in a mineral water bottle, and he fell asleep. When he got up, he suddenly said that he wanted roses, so I came over and picked two for him."

Shen Han finished speaking in one breath: "You scold me."

Shen Han thought he would definitely be scolded this time, but he hadn't heard Shen Huaijing's voice for a long time.

Didn't scold him, and... didn't speak.

Shen Han raised his head.

The light from the floor light outside the wall was thin, falling on Shen Huaijing's body, as if it had no temperature.

"How much did you drink?" Shen Huaijing asked.

Shen Han said the truth: "I didn't drink much, but the aftertaste of the wine was a bit strong."

Shen Huaijing was silent for a while, and said, "Go back first."

Shen Han had the feeling of being pinched by the back of the neck and thrown into the cotton pile.

His brother was so calm that he couldn't figure it out.

And what does "first" mean?

But thinking that Wen Nian was still waiting for him, Shen Han let out an "oh" and ran away with the rose.

After returning to the villa, Shen Han found a vase and put the rose in it.

"Look, a few of them are the most beautiful ones." Shen Han put the vase on Wen Nian's bedside.

Wen Nian watched quietly, and when Shen Han wanted to bring the vase over to him, he heard a "No."

Shen Han: "What isn't it?"

"It will grow on the wall." Wen Nian said word by word.

Shen Han didn't understand, but he knew that this was not the rose that Wen Nian wanted.

It's over, then this person might spend the whole night watching from the balcony, Shen Han thought to himself.But unlike what he had imagined, Wen Nian didn't look out anymore, but lowered his eyes and said nothing.

It was as if the sentence just now was not answering his question, but talking to himself.

I don't know if it's Shen Han's illusion, he always feels that Wen Nian now... seems to be more lost than when the rose season is not approaching.

"What Wen Nian means is that you don't want a flower, but a wall?" Xu Yixin asked suddenly.

Shen Han pondered: "Are young people nowadays so devious when they want a villa?"

There seems to be no difference between asking for a wall of roses and asking for a villa.

The latter may be more practical.

The two of them were having a headache about what Wen Nian meant by "growing on the wall", when footsteps suddenly came from the door.

"It's not finished here yet, you first—Shen, Mr. Shen."

Xu Yixin's heart almost jumped out.

Shen Han looked at the hangover medicine in Shen Huaijing's hand, and only then did he understand the meaning of the phrase "you come back first".

"Is there warm water?"

The moment Shen Huaijing's voice sounded in the room, Xu Yixin immediately said "Yes, I'll pour it", then turned and ran downstairs.

Xu Yixin's voice was very loud, but Shen Han only noticed Wen Nian.

The moment his brother spoke, he saw the man sitting at the end of the bed move his fingers, wrinkle the thin quilt around his side, then raised his head, looking in his brother's direction without blinking.

"Are you going?"

It was just a few words, but Wen Nian seemed to have taken a little effort to say it.

What... are you leaving?

Wen Nian was definitely not speaking to him, but to his brother.

But didn't his brother just come here?

"Why is lukewarm water still not good? I'll go down and have a look." Shen Han couldn't tell what he was panicking about, but there was a voice in his mind telling him: run.

The moment the door was closed, only Wen Nian and Shen Huaijing were left in the room.

Wen Nian looked at the closed door, then at Shen Huaijing, and asked again: "Are you leaving?"

The time seemed to overlap with that evening a few years ago, and Shen Huaijing was startled.

It seemed then as well.

The street lamps on the side of the road have been turned on, but there is still a faded and clean afterglow.

Then he also heard the man ask him, "Are you leaving?"

"Not going this time." Shen Huaijing walked towards him step by step.

Wen Nian stared at him for a long time.

"I wanted to take you to the school gate to see the rose."

The voice was very soft, as if he was a little unhappy, but he seemed to find comfort in the phrase "I won't leave this time", so I coaxed myself to be okay.

Wen Nian didn't wait for Shen Huaijing's answer, he got up on his own, and before he stepped on the ground, he was half hugged and put back at the end of the bed.

Shen Huaijing's voice was helpless: "It's cold on the ground, wear slippers."

After finishing speaking, she leaned over and put on slippers for him.

Wen Nian kicked it away: "Hot."

"It's hot because of drinking." Shen Huai Jingxu held his ankle and put his shoes on patiently.

Seeing his somewhat reddened face, Shen Huaijing asked in a low voice, "Do you want some water?"

Wen Nian: "No."

Wen Nian's attention seemed to be still on his ankles and slippers.

Shen Huaijing smiled: "Then what do you want?"

Wen Nian seemed to have been thinking for a long time: "Chinese rose."

Shen Huaijing: "Okay."

"What else?" Shen Huaijing asked again.

I don't know if it's Shen Huaijing's sentence "I won't leave this time" or the stamina of the wine is transpiring. Wen Nian's thinking time is getting longer and longer, and he even started to think a little hard.

"Masks," he said.

"I am sick."

"cough."

"It will be contagious to you."

Shen Huaijing's heart trembled slightly, and he felt a little funny again.

I still remember being so drunk.

No wonder that when he entered the lecture theater that day, the first thing this man did was put on the mask.

"The cold is gone, it's not contagious anymore." Shen Huaijing said softly.

Getting drunk, Wen Nian was clearly unable to sit still, Shen Huaijing was silent for a moment, then hugged him horizontally, and adjusted his position: "Do you want to take anti-alcoholic medicine or do you want to sleep?"

Wen Nian: "I want to—"

Shen Huaijing seemed to know what he wanted, and smiled: "No roses."

If you think about it any more, you don't need to sleep anymore.

Wen Nian pursed his lips.

His eyes were half down, he looked at Shen Huaijing's hand, and said for a long time, "Is there no 'see you next time' this time?"

Shen Huaijing noticed Wen Nian's gaze early in the morning, knowing that what he was waiting for was not the phrase "see you next time", but...

He reached out his hand, just like that time, and touched his forehead lightly.

At the moment when sleepiness struck, Wen Nian heard the voice in his memory.

But this time, the man didn't say see you next time.

He said, "See you tomorrow."