The residual temperature is over

But after a while, Wen Bieyu came out from the cloakroom. He seemed to have found what he wanted, and even his steps became lighter.He got on the bed all the way, slept next to Yu Shiye, turned off the light again, and let the darkness that represented dormancy shroud him, but he didn't lie down immediately, but continued to sit in a daze, maybe thinking about something.

After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen, and was editing something on it, but he seemed to be stuck in some kind of problem. He deleted, deleted, and deleted, and stopped writing. After working for a long time, the screen also Only one line.

Yu Shiye had already laid down, and he glanced at Wen Bieyu's phone screen boredly, only to see the words on it:

1. Truth or Dare

2,

The second paragraph is blank. The owner is staring at the blank for a long time. Although he put both hands on the keyboard, he obviously doesn't know what to type.

Yu Shiye turned over on the bed, leaned on his side, put his arms on the bed, looked up at Wen Bieyu, and said lazily: "Talk the truth? Are you trying to tell me the truth?"

Asking this, Wen Bieyu, who was typing on the screen, was startled, his hands shook, and the phone fell to the ground.

"..."

Yu Shiye's eyes switched back and forth between Wen Bieyu and the phone that fell to the ground, and he fell into deep thought when he said something casually:

"Bie Yu..."

"I didn't!" Wen Bieyu answered quickly.

"Nothing?" Yu Shiye fished and asked.

"I didn't want to play truth or dare with you." Wen Bieyu emphasized, and by the way, he pulled his feet out of the quilt, silently leaned out of the bed, and kicked the phone that fell on the floor farther.

"Then who do you want to play truth or dare with?" Yu Shiye asked slowly.

Wen Bieyu was speechless.

"We just got together, you can't go to find your ex-husband; so are you going to the company for an event? Play a game of telling the truth one, two, three with your employees..."

Yu Shiye's guess was only halfway through when he was pushed down on the bed.

Wen Bieyu, who was questioned all the way to the foot of the wall, became furious, pressed Yu Shiye on the bed, straddled his legs apart, bowed his head and kissed him fiercely: "It's a good night, you're the only one who has to say such spoiling words!"

Yu Shiye evened out his sudden shortness of breath, he teased and said, "Let's talk about things first, and then do what needs to be done."

"Do what needs to be done first." Wen Bieyu replied, and cut off the things to be said later without authorization.

"I am a man with great willpower." Yu Shiye told Wen Bieyu solemnly, subconsciously, you will not succeed.

Wen Bieyu looked down at Yu Shiye for a moment, then showed a mysterious smile, he didn't speak, and only started to shake his waist.

Yu Shiye gave up breathing, as if he was staying in the sea, riding on a boat, the waves gently slapped the hull and his body.Suddenly, the sea water turned into magma capable of submerging reason, Yu Shiye grabbed the last tail of reason, gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did you learn these things..."

"From you." Wen Bieyu leaned down and whispered in Yu Shiye's ear, speaking as if it were true, "Every night, I miss you in my dreams."

Yu Shiye's reason completely turned into ashes in the magma. He tied Wen Bieyu to a long kiss, and threw himself into the feast in front of him. He brought Wen Bieyu together, sweating and carnival.

When Yu Shiye woke up from a sound dream, Wen Bieyu was still sleeping.

He closed his eyes, breathing lightly, his skin was almost transparent white in the light that sneaked in through the gaps in the curtains, like a little white jade figure on the desk, whenever he was free, he always wanted to hold it in the palm of his hand, Play with caress.

Before Yu Shiye stretched out his hand, perhaps feeling his gaze, the sleeping person consciously opened his eyes and looked at him blankly: "What time is it...?"

"09:30, it's still early." Yu Shiye said.

"09:30, it's getting late." Wen Bieyu retorted.

"Today is the weekend, so you don't need to get up so early." Yu Shiye said another word to comfort him.

"..." Wen Bieyu looked at Yu Shiye and thought for a long time, his eyelids began to fight and were slowly closing...Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of spirit, "No, yesterday's photo It's not over yet."

You can deal with it this afternoon...

Yu Shiye wanted to say this, but Wen Bieyu didn't give him this chance.As soon as he realized that there were still things to deal with, the drowsiness left on his body seemed to be wiped away by a magic wipe. He quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed, picked up the mobile phone that was kicked to the corner last night, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and re- When he came out, he asked Yu Shiye very intimately:

"I'll go to work first, and make breakfast by the way, what do you want to eat?"

Yu Shiye looked at the other person's back, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this was not a man who was in a hurry to go to work, but a hamster who was in a hurry to check his winter food...

He didn't stay on the bed for too long, he got up wobbly, wobbled downstairs, went into the kitchen to drive Wen Bieyu out, and made a simple breakfast by himself.

After returning from Japan, Yu Shiye gave Aunt Wu a break from time to time, just for the happy world of the two of them.

Looking at it so far, it is indeed very happy...

After a few minutes, breakfast was ready, and Yu Shiye came out of the kitchen with two plates of breakfast. Just then, he saw Wen Bieyu plugged into the computer with the data cable, and imported the processed photos on the computer to the mobile phone.

Sitting next to Wen Bieyu, he saw the mobile phone storage page pop up on the screen. There were four folders in a row, three of which were named "Work", "Design", and "Daily". The folder at the very beginning Unique, the name is "Little Peacock".

Then, Wen Bieyu flicked the mouse, the pointer accurately pointed to "Little Peacock", and opened it.

A series of photos stored two years ago popped up from the folder, and Yu Shiye glanced at them, all of them were his own...

At this time, the mouse dragged the scroll bar up and down, and Wen Bieyu hesitated slightly. Maybe he felt that there were too many photos here. He closed this folder, opened a new one, and named it "Big Peacock", and then import all the photos from yesterday.

"Little Peacock", "Big Peacock"...

Yu Shiye seemed to understand something, he looked at the screen meaningfully, and then at Wen Bieyu.Looking at it, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

There are four folders in total.

little peacock.

Work, design, everyday.

...What about my ex-husband?

"Bie Yu." Yu Shiye said abruptly, as if chatting, "How long have you bought this phone?"

"About two years." Wen Bieyu replied casually.

Yu Shiye remembered the storage date of the pictures he saw just now. If the mobile phone was purchased for about two years, it means that his photos were imported into the mobile phone just after he got it.

Since the photos of his first love can be imported, there is no reason why the photos of his ex-husband should not be imported, right?

Could it be deleted?

Yu Shiye has a new option.But after thinking for a while, he still felt that this explanation was not smooth enough.

Wen Bieyu doesn't seem to be a person who deletes photos as soon as the relationship ends.

When he and Wen Bieyu had just met, Wen Bieyu exported their past photos directly from his mobile phone when he was in the wedding shop, and the import time of the photos in the mobile phone also proved this point; Wen Bieyu also mentioned her ex-husband sadly, without resentment in her words.Judging from these trivial details, since my photos have not been deleted, the photos of my ex-husband should not be deleted either.

Thinking of this, I can't help but think of more, especially the scene where Wen Bieyu asked him for his ex-husband's ring last night.Speaking of which, the ex-husband's ring...

What is it like?

Yu Shiye thought for a long time, but couldn't remember.From the moment he took the ring, he didn't pay much attention to the ring, and now he really can't remember its specific shape... He can only vaguely remember that when he saw the ring, he felt that it looked familiar.

But which ring is it similar to?

Yu Shiye's thoughts wandered back and forth.

It's fine if the ring hasn't been taken away, you can just take it out and have a look.

Now this ring should be in...

Yu Shiye glanced at Wen Bieyu's thigh, with a slightly strange look on his face.He turned his head, tilted his body, and leaned directly on Wen Bieyu's shoulder: "Bieyu—"

When he called, his fingers calmly touched Wen Bieyu's trouser pocket at the same time.

Nothing was touched.

The ring is not in it.

"What's the matter?" Wen Bieyu didn't notice Yu Shiye's small movements, but was a little surprised by someone suddenly falling towards him.

"It's nothing. It's just..." Asking the ring directly seemed a bit alarming, Yu Shiye immediately thought of a new way, "Where are your photos over the years? Show me, I want to see your photos."

Although Yu Shiye's request was a bit strange, Wen Bieyu didn't refuse, but said: "I haven't taken pictures these few years, and I don't have many photos."

Just as the phone was still connected to the computer, he opened the daily folder and picked out his own photos.

There are indeed not many photos in it, and there are only twenty or thirty photos in total. Let alone nine years, even two years of photos are too few.Yu Shiye was looking at the ring styles in the photos at the beginning, but now he looked at each one seriously, remembering Wen Bieyu's scaly claw that Wen Bieyu had recorded in the past nine years.

After reading all the photos, he knew it in his heart.

Mobius ring.

The ex-husband's ring on Wen Bieyu's hand was also designed with a Mobius ring. Of course, the Mobius ring is not a unique design. Many paired rings are designed like this, and the materials of the two are different, so he can't see it. Wen Bieyu's ring, is there any diamond inlaid in the band...

Yu Shiye discovered the tendency of guessing in his heart.

This guess is a bit groundless, but it doesn't prevent Yu Shiye from trying it out.

He had a slightly strange look on his face, he didn't eat breakfast, went directly upstairs, and took out his and Wen Bieyu's original silver ring again.

Compared to the beginning, this ring has become darker.

This is a common problem of all jewelry. Once the owner neglects to manage it, it is destined to be in a corner where no one knows, and time and loneliness will erode the brilliance until it is the same as rusted copper and gravel.

Only by wiping it from time to time and maintaining it patiently can it be bright and beautiful for a long time.

Yu Shiye took off the ring on his hand, put on this silver ring, and returned to Wen Bieyu's side.

He showed his palm to Wen Bieyu.

"Although you said that the newly designed ring will be ready in two days, but two days are two days. During this period, I think I can wear something more commemorative. For example, our previous ring..."

"Bieyu, here is my ring, where is yours?"