The residual temperature is over

Obviously, Wen Bieyu was taken aback by this sudden attack: "I, my..."

"You didn't throw it away." Yu Shiye continued with a firm tone, while catching an explanation that Wen Bieyu might pull out.

"Mine...is at home." Wen Bieyu said, "I kept it at home, and I will go back and look for it."

"It just so happens that today is Sunday, we can go back to your house to find things together." Yu Shiye immediately suggested.

"No, there's no need." Wen Bieyu spoke fluently, "It's troublesome to make a special trip, I'll stop by after work tomorrow to look for it."

After saying this, Wen Bieyu had already entered the state of preparation, waiting for Yu Shiye's next questioning.

He prepared for nothing.

After getting a reply, Yu Shiye showed a gentle smile, as if it wasn't him who was aggressive just now.

"Really? That's up to you."

The whole Sunday passed safely while Wen Bieyu was slightly nervous.

Yu Shiye did not pursue Wen Bieyu's victory on this day. He had a comprehensive plan and spent the Sunday holiday leisurely. When he got off work the next day, he came a little earlier and came to Wen Bieyu's company ,Wait patiently.

The sun always sets early in winter, and the reinforced concrete buildings are lit up with neon lights that belong to the night, changing and decorating the city with colorful colors.

Yu Shiye didn't lean against the street lamp, put one hand in his pocket, and smoked a cigarette leisurely, seeing that the smoke obscured the light, and obscured the returnees who came out of work... When the cigarette was finished, he stood up straight and dialed the When I called Wen Bieyu, I hid the little narrowness in my heart well in the voice that was a little darker from the smoke:

"Bieyu, I'm fine after get off work, so I came around to pick you up. Are you off work yet?"

"Are you here?" The reply on the other end of the phone was very surprised.

"Yes, right under your window."

"How do you know which one my window is..."

"There is a company sign on the first floor of your building." Yu Shiye laughed softly.

After saying this, he looked up at the sky and saw a head protruding from one of the windows. The head looked down for a moment, retracted, and walked out of the building in less than 5 minutes to Yu Shiye's beside.

Wen Bieyu approached, and the smell of tobacco wrapped around his nose in the cold wind.

"Smoking?"

"It's always difficult when you're not around, so I have to do something to divert my attention." Yu Shiye explained lightly, and at the same time sniffed at the servant, "Your addiction is more serious than tobacco."

Wen Bieyu raised his eyes to look at Yu Shiye, the corners of his eyes were slightly bent, and he stood a little closer.

He doesn't smoke, and doesn't care whether he hates or likes cigarettes, but now Yu Shiye is unexpectedly suitable for the smell of tobacco.It is an extractant that adds a hint of mellowness after precipitation to the rich sweetness, like a cup of black coffee.

***

No matter when two people who are in love are together, they always feel that time passes too fast.

When Yu Shiye and Wen Bieyu were in the two-person world, they accidentally played too late. When the two came back to their senses, it was almost eleven o'clock at midnight. Yu Shiye looked at the navigation, a little embarrassed:

"It will take an hour and a half to go back now, it's too far away; why don't you go to your house and spend the night?"

"..." Wen Bieyu.

His house is close to here, half an hour is enough, but there are still some things in the house that have not been sorted out...

"It will take half an hour, and it's not too close. Do you have your ID card? How about we find a nearby hotel and open a room to sleep?" Yu Shiye continued to propose, retreating.

As soon as he retreated like this, Wen Bieyu made up his mind.

"Go to my house. Living at home is more comfortable than living outside."

"also."

Yu Shiye turned on the navigation naturally and started on the road. By the way, he gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Half an hour passed in a flash, and it was the second time he stepped here. From the moment he entered the entrance, Yu Shiye followed Wen Bieyu contentedly, looking left and right, observing everything in the room to his heart's content.

Yu Shiye observed the room, Wen Bieyu observed Yu Shiye, secretly waiting...

"By the way," Yu Shiye said, "I just arrived at your house, how about looking for a ring?"

"It should be in the study, I'll go in and look for it." Wen Bieyu answered right away, turned around and walked towards the study after answering.

Yu Shiye: "...?"

He glanced at Wen Bieyu with some doubts, and for some reason, he seemed to see from the other's back that he couldn't wait to hold hands with Zhizhu.But the other party is so straightforward, it's always... a good thing, right?

Yu Shiye didn't follow along to join in the fun, Wen Bieyu entered the study, and he went to the bedroom, not wanting to do anything, just wandering around, looking at his boyfriend's house.

Opening the door of the bedroom, what came into view was a neatly tidy room, even the quilt on the bed was laid out meticulously.

Yu Shiye walked around and saw a bedside table that was slightly opened. It should be that the owner was too hasty to close it properly when he left.He stepped forward to help, pushed the bedside table in, and closed the gap.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a calendar hanging diagonally across from the bed. Wen Bieyu had written some work records in the notebook under the calendar. It seemed that they were all important, probably because of this, It must be hung in this position where you can see it as soon as you open your eyes.

Yu Shiye was thinking like this, and suddenly found that a date on the calendar was circled with a red pen.

He was silent for a moment.

This date is the anniversary of the death of Grandpa Wen Bieyu.

Yu Shiye approached, he looked at the date for a while, and began to flip through the calendar, twelve pages of twelve months, he finished flipping through in just a while.Yu Shiye, who read the calendar from beginning to end, the depression on his face turned into astonishment.

In a year, Wen Bieyu only draws circles on two days.

One is the anniversary of his grandfather's death.

The other one is actually...

"Xiao Ye!" A greeting came from the next door at the right time, Wen Bieyu raised his voice, "I found the ring."

Yu Shiye put down the things at hand and went to the study.

The study room is not the same as the bedroom next door. Wen Bieyu may have not had time to tidy up or often works here. Things are messy. One of the grids has been emptied, and there is no time to put things in it, and the other grids are not. Completely organized, the history category is mixed with adventure books, and the architectural book full of pictures is actually mixed with several ghost stories.

Seeing the ghost story, Yu Shiye suddenly remembered it.

For a period of time, I was obsessed with ghost stories, even though I was scared, I still wanted to watch them. There was also a special technique for watching ghost movies, that was to let Wen Bieyu sit in his arms, and he circled Wen Bieyu first, Pick up the book again...

At that time, he wanted to save face, and he hadn't shown that he was afraid of ghosts in front of Wen Bieyu. For a long time, Wen Bieyu felt that he was eating his tofu in a different way by sitting in this position...

Suddenly, I still want to reminisce about these pasts.Yu Shiye thought to himself, but didn't say anything for now, only turned his gaze to Wen Bieyu who was standing in front of the desk, and the ring in his hand.

He came closer and saw the ring clearly.

Looks fine at first glance, but comparing the two rings...

Yu Shiye raised his hand, the ring on his hand has withstood the wind and frost of the years, it is deep and introverted, dull and dull; the ring on Wen Bieyu's hand is bright and brand new, Biubiu is shining, you can see it as a ring in front of your eyes. Mirror makes.

Comparing the hatchback, the ending is tragic.

It is obviously a pair of rings of the same style, one has become an old dish, and the other is still a fresh meat.

Yu Shiye looked at it for a long time, and asked Wen Bieyu: "Did you send it to Korea for plastic surgery and come back?"

Wen Bieyu said dryly, "...I will take care of the jewelry regularly."

Yu Shiye: "Oh..."

Wen Bieyu: "For example, send them to be cleaned and wiped."

Yu Shiye: "Oh..."

Yu Shiye seemed to believe it. He took the ring and lowered his eyes to help Wen Bieyu put his finger on. I don't know if it was a coincidence. When Yu Shiye pushed the ring to the root of Wen Bieyu's ring finger, it happened to be as deep as the root of Wen Bieyu's finger. The deep imprints overlapped.

He rubbed Wen Bieyu's fingertips with the ring attached: "Since you found it, put it on. After two days, I will also send the ring in my hand to be washed to wash off the oxidized layer. Good pairing with you."

Wen Bieyu smiled dryly.

Yu Shiye spoke slowly for a long time, then suddenly turned back: "By the way, Bieyu, I think the bookshelves in your study are a bit messy, let me tidy them up for you."

"No need!" Wen Bieyu blurted out, "Leave me alone, don't move!"

Yu Shiye looked at the person.

Wen Bieyu was instantly annoyed... It was too late, and all the brain cells died suddenly. This reaction was too extreme.But at this moment, I can only try to make up for it: "...I won't be able to find anything if someone else tidies up the room."

"Oh."

Yu Shiye agreed meaningfully, and changed the subject thoughtfully: "It's a bit late, let's get ready to rest. Do you have a change of clothes? Where's the clean toothbrush and cup?"

"Yes." Wen Bieyu said immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had received a liberation order, strode into the bedroom, and gave Yu Shiye a set of purple silk pajamas that he hadn't worn.

Yu Shiye took the pajamas and nodded in satisfaction: "It's the material and color I like. Your taste is getting closer to mine."

Wen Bieyu looked at it and wanted to throw something on Yu Shiye.

Yu Shiye glanced at the size of the clothes again, and said in surprise, "It's my size, did you buy it for me?"

"...No." Wen Bieyu remained expressionless, "I accidentally bought too much."

Yu Shiye felt that if he continued to speak, he might really be hit by the pitcher. He wisely believed Wen Bieyu, held his clothes, and went into the bathroom. Just as the door was closed, Wen Bieyu squeezed his way in: "The new cup and toothbrush are behind the mirror, look for them."

"Understood." Yu Shiye answered loudly, first put the clothes on the shelf, and then glanced at the sink.

There is nothing special on the sink, just a gray toothbrush set.

For Wen Bieyu, the white is too bright, the darkness is too dark, and the middle tone of gray is just right.

He opened the mirror and saw the same toothbrush set on the sink behind the mirror, but the color changed from gray to purple.

Purple.

Yu Shiye picked up the cup from the shelf, and made gestures next to the pajamas.

The same color and shade, it looks like a set.

He withdrew his arm, put down the cup, and went to open other cabinets in the bathroom, and found towels, bath towels... All the supplies that can be paired here are in pairs, but the same is placed outside for use, and the same is collected. In the cabinet, waiting for their master who does not know when to come.

Yu Shiye returned to the mirror, and he said to himself to the person in the mirror: "...it's a bit strange."

Of these clues, one may be an accident, two may be a coincidence, three, four, five...the answer is ready to come out.

Yu Shiye didn't go out immediately.He followed the steps step by step, brushing his teeth first, then taking a bath, and patiently completed the steps that should be done before going to bed, and by the way, he took this free time to organize his thoughts again.

Afterwards, he brushed his hair and came all the way to the bedroom. Seeing that there was no one in the bedroom, he didn't go in. Instead, he leaned against the door and waited for Wen Bieyu who was still tidying up in the study next door.

I didn't wait too long, after 5 minutes, Wen Bieyu came out from the study.

Hurrying quickly, the person who finally finished tidying up the study was exhausted, covered in a thin layer of sweat, saw Yu Shiye coming out, and said, "You go to bed first, and I'll come after I take a shower."

"Bie Yu," Yu Shiye called out, slowly, "The bedside table in your bedroom is open."

Sure enough, the man's back stiffened, and he quickly turned around to visit the bedside table.

"But I closed it." Yu Shiye finished speaking with a big breath.

"Thank you..." Wen Bieyu didn't finish his sentence, but Yu Shiye interrupted again.

"The last time I came here with you, I asked you to come in and clean up for 5 minutes. You cleaned up this cabinet, right? Did you pack the things on the countertop into the cabinet? After all, the bare bedside table looks pretty good. Strange." Yu Shiye spoke again, he was completing his little reasoning step by step.

Wen Bieyu froze.

He stood where he was, but his heart started beating wildly, out of order.

Yu Shiye was still talking, but before he knew it, his voice became much deeper, deep and gentle:

"Let me think about it. Generally, there are not many things that can be kept on the bedside for a long time, and even fewer things need to be put away. So... that can't be a photo, right? The one you put on the bedside is your ex-husband's photo."

The flustered heartbeat stopped suddenly, Wen Bieyu froze, he opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

Before that, Yu Shiye looked at the person with a smile on his face, and the lingering affection was hidden in his eyes, which overlapped and condensed into a bright light, covering his pupils:

"It's really unexpected. It turns out that with you, we got married, got divorced, got married again, and got married again?"