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Wen Ling poured a shovelful of soil into the flower pot, and the kind aunt next door gave him a flower pot the size of a washbasin. He got up early to move the baby's breath seedlings into the pot before noon.

The scorching sun for the past two days has roasted the flower seedlings to a yellowish color. Wen Ling, who is not very good at taking care of flowers and plants, sighed while working, and carefully picked up the root with both hands and put it into the small hole in the center of the pot. He waved the shovel to cover the root and flattened it. soil.He turned his head and saw that Wen Ruixue was stopped by a person who posted an advertisement. The two exchanged a few times. Wen Ruixue took the flyer and walked across the road towards him: "Brother."

Wen Ling picked up the flower pot and walked into the small shop, bent down and put the pot in the shadow of the door.Wen Ruixue picked up the watering can, filled it with water in the washroom, and handed it to Wen Ling. She waved the flyer in her hand: "There is a pet adoption meeting nearby, do you want to go and see it?"

Wen Ling sprinkled Mantianxing with water, and he said, "You go, I will look at the store."

"Let's go together." Wen Ruixue said, "No one comes to buy things anyway." She has always liked kittens and puppies. In the past, Wen Ling raised a yellow dog, which Wen Ruixue walked and fed mostly. Even so, The little yellow dog still tried his best to please Wen Ling.

Wen Ling couldn't hold back his sister, so he put down the kettle, took his phone, keys and tablet, locked the store door, and went out with Wen Ruixue to find the location of the adoption meeting.

Ke Yici ended the recording of the program in the morning, and walked out of the studio with his partner Cheng Qifang. Cheng Qifang said: "You are in good shape today."

"I slept well last night." Ke Yici said, "I have suffered from insomnia for several years."

"How to cure it, take medicine?" Cheng Qifang asked, "I also have a little insomnia recently."

"Learn to paint." Ke Yici said, "I hired a painting teacher."

"?" Cheng Qifang looked at him sideways, "Can it still be like this?"

"Hey, it's so amazing." Ke Yici said, "I'm going to rest."

"Go." Cheng Qifang said.

Ke Yici walked to the lounge and took a routine nap.

The pet adoption meeting was about two blocks away from the small shop. Wen Ruixue couldn't move when she saw the puppy. She pinched the puppy's square ears and said, "It's like soybeans when they were young."

Wen Ling pursed his lips, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the white paw of the puppy. Soybean was a little yellow dog that he had been abducted and sold into the countryside, and stayed with him day and night, and followed him when he was struggling to escape.After the police rescued him, Huangdou followed him every step of the way, spending a depressing and sad time with him.When Wen Ling was 15 years old, Huang Dou was already old and passed away peacefully in his sleep. After that, he never raised a new dog.

"This cat is so cute too." Wen Ruixue picked up a yellow raccoon, and the kitten lay obediently on her shoulder.

Wen Ling took out his mobile phone, took a photo of the kitten and puppy and sent it to Ke Yici, who typed [Do you have pets? 】Considering that the companionship of pets can alleviate the symptoms of mild depression, he added a sentence [If you are busy at work, you can raise a kitten, which is easier to take care of than a puppy]

Ke Yici didn't reply in a second, probably busy, Wen Ling was dragged by Wen Ruixue's arm to a cage, Wen Ruixue pointed at the small animal in the cage: "Look, chinchilla."

"Can chinchillas be adopted too?" Wen Ruixue asked the staff on the adoption day.

"Yes, chinchillas are relatively small, so there are only two." The young lady replied.

Wen Ruixue reached out to touch the fluffy chinchilla, but was stopped by Wen Ling, who said, "It bites."

"Okay." Wen Ruixue gave up the idea of ​​getting close, and she said, "Let's buy a mynah for grandpa to relieve him."

Wen Ling shook her head: "Dad, I bought it."

"And then?" Wen Ruixue asked.

Wen Ling gestured [mynah is too noisy and is often called to the police by neighbors, grandpa really can't support him and give it away. 】

Wen Ruixue slumped her shoulders: "Okay." She and Wen Ling wandered back to the shop without finding anything. After lunch, Ke Yi sent back the message [I never had a pet. 】

Wen Ling sat behind the cashier and responded to the message [My sister and I just went to an adoption fair, the cat is very cute. 】

[Ke Yici: Anyone interested? 】

[Wen Ling: [picture] this one]

Ke Yici put down the steamed buns and typed [It's so cute, the fur looks particularly edible. 】

Ren Xian and Cheng Qifang, who were sitting on the other side of the table, looked at each other, Ren Xian raised an eyebrow, Cheng Qifang shook his head to express his confusion.

Ke Yici took a bite of the steamed bun and typed with one hand [It's a pity that I often work overtime and don't have the energy to take care of the kitten. Have you eaten yet? 】

[Wen Ling: Not yet, what do you want to eat, have you eaten? 】

[Ke Yici: I eat canteen, steamed buns and fried vegetables. 】

Wen Ling thought about the wording of the reply, and Wen Ruixue stepped into the store with Mala Tang in her hand, and she said, "The person who sent me the leaflets in the morning changed a bunch of leaflets, and their business is quite extensive."

Wen Ling took the Malatang lunch box and said, "Thank you."

Wen Ruixue opened the disposable chopsticks and said, "What are you doing this afternoon?"

"Practice, practice." Wen Ling said, he picked up a slice of lotus root and put it in his mouth.

"Drawing, you don't get bored. You have been painting for more than ten years." Wen Ruixue said.

After the two of them had lunch, they heard a commotion at the door. Wen Ruixue ran out to watch the commotion. Wen Ling waited for a while, then saw Wen Ruixue rush back and said, "The person who distributed the leaflets outside has been arrested."

Wen Ling raised her eyebrows suspiciously, Wen Ruixue shook her head and said, "I don't know why."

The two brothers and sisters didn't take this little matter to heart, the sun was setting in the west, and after a peaceful day passed, Wen Ling locked the store door and went home facing the sunset, their shadows were slender in the rays of the sun.Wen Ruixue chattered non-stop along the way, and Wen Ling popped out two words to echo her from time to time.

Ke Yici got into the car after get off work and dialed Wen Ling's phone. After seeing those clear almond eyes, the fatigue of the whole day was relieved a little. Ke Yici let out a breath and said with a smile: "Good evening, I Just got off work."

Wen Ling waved seriously: "Good evening."

"How was your day?" Ke Yici asked.

"Very good." Wen Ling said, and he sent Ke Yici the stick figure he had drawn all afternoon. In the picture was a fat little yellow dog flying a kite.

Ke Yici came up with a new idea, and he asked, "Do you still draw at night?"

Wen Ling looked at him: "Huh?"

"I write manuscripts at night. If you want to draw, we can play a video." Ke Yici said, "It's like a junior high school student doing homework."

Wen Ling had no intention of painting, but after hearing Ke Yici's proposal, he readily agreed: "Okay."

In the vast night, Wen Ling stuck his phone in the bracket, the bluetooth speaker on his left played soothing piano music at random, and he drew a line draft on the tablet with a pen in his right hand.On the screen of the mobile phone, Ke Yici showed his side face. His deep eyes, high nose bridge and sharp jaw line were reflected on the screen. He stared intently at the laptop screen and occasionally typed on the keyboard.

One is in Beijing and the other is in Tianjin, focusing on his own business through the screen of his mobile phone. Ke Yici has conceived this scene countless times, and the feeling of real realization at this moment is incomparably sweet and wonderful.

"Xiaoyu." Ke Yici said.

Wen Ling stopped writing, turned her head to look at the screen, and uttered a nasal voice: "Huh?"

"What are you painting?" Ke Yici asked.

Wen Ling looked down at the tablet, and for some reason, he covered the painting with a little embarrassment: "No."

Ke Yici blinked and said, "Can't you show me?"

"Yes, but," Wen Ling said, "wait for me, finish the painting."

"Okay." Ke Yici turned his eyes back to the computer screen. He tapped the keyboard a few times, and couldn't help but glance at the phone quietly. In the picture, Wen Ling, with delicate eyebrows, was concentrating on drawing, and didn't notice Ke Yici's prying eyes at all. gaze.

Wen Ling zoomed in on the screen with two fingers to adjust the details, he squinted at the screen, caught off guard and looked at Ke Yici, the two of them guiltily looked away at the same time, and Wen Ling raised his voice angrily after reacting: "You peek!"

Ke Yici coughed in embarrassment. He found that the angry child spoke much more fluently. He raised his hands in surrender and admitted his mistake quickly: "I won't watch it, you continue."

Wen Ling sat a little further away holding the tablet, puffing up his cheeks to write and draw. Ke Yici couldn't help but peeked at it again, twitching his fingers lightly, he really wanted to pinch Wen Ling's cheek through the screen.

Time passed by, and Ke Yici finally finished writing the manuscript. He looked up, and Wen Ling sent him a picture.He clicked on the picture, and it was a realistic work. The content was the picture of Ke Yici on the phone typing on the computer, and Wen Ling's signature and date were placed in the lower right corner.

Ke Yici glanced at Wen Ling, Wen Ling looked up and down, looked east and west, his eyes were flying all over the place but he didn't look at him, Ke Yici said: "Ah..."

Wen Ling looked at Ke Yici instantly, and Ke Yici said, "You said you were going to paint me, so I went to wash my face."