Followed

13.

This time both of them are awake.

Bie Xu's headache was about to split, he was hit unexpectedly, and he gasped.

Wen Er wanted to get up from him quickly, and pushed his hands to the side, causing Biesu to straighten half of his body, and he flicked upwards.

Wen Er quickly let go, vented his strength, and pressed Bie Xu's stomach again, knocking him back.

Then Wen Er didn't dare to move around anymore, and tried his best to hold his breath so as not to continue to cause additional damage to the people under him.It took a long time for Bie Xu to sit up slowly, leaving half of the sofa for Wen Er.

The two looked at each other, Wen Er didn't know what to do in embarrassment, Bie Xu was inadvertently pressed to a critical place, and his blood had not yet been suppressed.

There was a suffocating silence.

Bie Xu moved his leg uncomfortably, but the pain was still dull.

He couldn't reach out to touch it, he just took a shallow breath, and after a while, he felt that the pain seemed to subside a little.

Wen Er sat on the side obediently, with his back straight and his hands on his knees, like a child waiting to be scolded after making a mistake.

Bie Xu opened his mouth and spoke for a long time, but still didn't know how to express it.Finally, I took out my phone to check the time and mentioned another important matter.

"It's too late, let's make do at my house today."

"It's okay, I'll take a taxi back to the hotel." Wen Er's voice was like a mosquito.

"It's not easy to stop a car here, and it will take nearly an hour to get there." Bie Xu frowned, tapping his phone, "Maybe we won't be there until three o'clock in the morning."

Wen Er didn't speak, and seemed to want to persist.

Don't look at his unmoved appearance, since it's not enough to move with reason, he just showed it with emotion.

"I don't know what it will be like when I wake up tomorrow. You live here, and you can still make me a breakfast."

Wen Er hesitated, and Bie Xu added hoarsely: "At least I invited you here, so I'm sorry to let you take care of me now. If you go back so late, I still have to worry, why don't you just sleep here with me, I also saved a lot of thought.”

Speaking of this, Wen Er really couldn't refuse, so he nodded in agreement.

After leaning on the sofa for a while, the alcohol came up again, and my temples throbbed and hurt.

Bie Xu closed his eyes hard, stood up with his forehead supported, and led Wen Er unsteadily to the guest bedroom.

No one has ever lived in this room, the cleaning lady will clean it regularly, and the sheets and quilts are brand new.

"There are spare towels and toothbrushes in the drawer under the sink. I'll find you a pair of pajamas later that I haven't worn. Underwear... I don't know if the size fits."

Bie Xu took advantage of the stamina of the wine to start rambling, he spoke entirely by intuition, he explained everything that should be explained, and when he got stuck, he just slipped out of his mouth when he thought of something.

He was also very proving, even though he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand still, he bent his neck firmly and glanced down Wen Er.

Wen Er instantly recalled the previous embarrassment. Seeing Bie Xu leaning against the door, staring straight at his place, he felt his whole body tense, a thin layer of sweat spread from his lower abdomen, covering his whole body, and he was immediately caught by him again. body temperature evaporated.

"It should be... appropriate." He just wanted to leave, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he answered indiscriminately according to his meaning.

"Really?" Bie Xu had doubts in his eyes, and seemed to carefully analyze and discern. After a long time, he nodded extremely slowly, as if reluctantly agreeing to his words.

Bie Xu turned around and went to the master bedroom to look for clothes, Wen Er stayed there uncomfortably waiting for him.

There was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from the next door, Wen Er's mind went blank, he didn't dare to think about anything, but his palms were slightly warm.He rubbed his fingers unconsciously, and gave a false grip twice, then he suddenly became aroused, and spread his five fingers wide open like a guilty conscience, with such force that his hand tendons hurt.

Some messy and abstract pictures drilled into his mind from time to time, and Wen Er shook his head vigorously until he felt that his brain was short of oxygen, as if he was the one who was drunk.

The crackling sound over there finally stopped, and Bie Xu came back with a bunch of things.

Drunk people didn't care how serious they were, a set of pajamas was crumpled and wrapped into a ball on Wen Er's chest.

Wen Er quickly took it, and Bie Xu began to fiddle with the underwear box again.

Bie Xu frowned, squeezed and tore the seal hard, the box completely collapsed, and the contents fell to the ground.

Bie Xu didn't realize it all at once, and stared at the package in his hand for a long time, his eyes slowly moved to the ground, suddenly realizing that he wanted to bend down to pick it up.Wen Er was one step ahead of him, quickly squatted down, and grabbed the underwear.

Bie Xu bent halfway down, unable to keep up with such a sudden change in his thinking, and watched the target disappear, so he froze in place, and after a long time, he slowly stood up straight again.

Wen Er was clutching a pair of underwear in one hand, and couldn't hide them completely hastily, a white corner emerged from between his fingers.Bie Xu stared blankly for a while, until Wen Er's palms gradually became moist, then he smiled knowingly.

The headache became long and dense, like an old-fashioned music box, and the stuck needle went through every pit, and it hurt every time.

"Go to sleep." Seeing Bie Xu's painful expression, Wen Er threw the thing on the bed as if it was hot, and stepped forward to help him.

Bie Xu turned his head with the last of his strength, understood Wen Er's meaning, threw himself back on the sofa crookedly, and did not move.

Wen Er pulled out the blanket under him, arranged the pillows, and turned him over with difficulty, adjusting to a comfortable position.After a busy trip, I was so tired that my back hurt.

It was a quarter past three after all the tossing, and it would be about this time if we went back to the hotel.

Wen Er hurried to take a shower and changed his clothes. After the most sleepy point, when he lay down on the bed, he was no longer sleepy.

This was the first time he stayed in someone else's house, sleeping in a strange room, wearing cold silk pajamas, and slightly baggy underwear.

Half asleep and half awake, I stayed up in a daze for several hours, and light came in through the cracks in the curtains.

Wen Er moved his stiff limbs, ripped off his awkward clothes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When Bie Xu woke up, there was no sound at home.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and felt that his head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He sat up against the back of the sofa, felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell back again.

"Are you awake?" Wen Er came out of the kitchen.

Bie Xu wanted to answer, but his voice was blocked, low and hoarse.

He moistened his throat vigorously, and let out a "hmm" in his throat.

Wen Er opened the curtains of the living room, and the hot sunlight came in. The temperature in the room instantly increased a lot, and the whole room became brighter.

Bie Xu squinted his eyes, and quickly raised his hand to cover it up. When he got used to the bright light, he lowered his hand and saw Wen Er standing beside him.

"Go and wash up first, I made hangover soup."

Biesu took a shower in a dazed state, and finally regained consciousness.

He walked to the dining room following the scent. Wen Er had just brought out the soup from the kitchen. Seeing him sitting down, he lifted the lid and served him a bowl.

The soup base is clear and light, with thin shredded cabbage and chopped tomatoes floating in it, exuding a slight heat.

Bie Xu bowed his head and took a sip. It was sweet and sour, and tasted very good.

"How is it?" Wen Er looked at him expectantly, "It's my first time making this."

"Excellent." Bie Xu raised his thumb, crossed the dining table, and stretched it straight in front of Wen Er.

A bowl of soup bottomed out, and my stomach finally warmed up, and it was no longer empty.

Bie Xu leaned back comfortably, touched his belly, and stretched contentedly.

He was wearing pajamas of the same style as Wen Er's. The soft silk was attached to his body, the front was wide open, and his hair had not been dried. Show beautiful muscles.

The sun shone down from behind, covering the water vapor around him, light and shiny, which properly embellished the exhaustion of the hangover, making him look casual and gentle.

"Slept well last night?"

"It's good." Wen Er nervously tugged at the edge of the pajama pants, and said duplicity.

"That's good." Bie Xu glanced at Wen Er's slightly baggy pajamas, and nodded in satisfaction.

They can be regarded as wearing couple costumes.

Bie Xu never stopped drinking, not to mention he didn't drink to the point of getting drunk last night.After resting for half a day, after drinking three bowls of soup, my spirits were revived, and all the events of last night also came to my mind.

Seeing that Wen Er was sitting upright, with his hands folded on the table obediently, looking well-behaved, he couldn't help but want to tease him.

"You wear my clothes, it's quite suitable."

Open your eyes and talk nonsense.

Wen Er felt that the neckline had slipped down a lot, and quickly stretched out his hand to hook it up, covering the skin below the neck tightly.

Bie Xu chuckled, and said: "I can't see some places, so it should be quite appropriate, right?"

This question seemed to reappear yesterday, and Wen Er looked at the sober person across the way, his whole face burning.

Where else could he not see?

Wen Er twisted his body uneasily, subconsciously put his legs together, and suddenly felt that everything was wrong all over his body.

Seeing that Wen Er's sitting posture had collapsed a bit, his arms were also clenched, as if his whole body was about to shrink, and finally he stopped teasing him.

"I'll accompany you to the hotel to get clothes later."

There is a careful thought hidden in this sentence, accompanying him to pick up the clothes instead of taking him back to the hotel seems to be a tacit agreement that Wen Er will continue to live here.

Wen Er didn't notice it, and refused in a low voice: "I'll just go back later by myself."

"Wearing this?"

Wen Er moved uneasily again: "I'm wearing yesterday's clothes."

"How can that be done!" Bie Xu exaggeratedly retorted, "I sweated all over and spent the night in the bar, how can I wear this!"

Wen Er wanted to say something else, but Bie Xu cut him off, and deliberately announced loudly: "After dinner, I will drive you there."

In the end, the two went out before dinner.

The kitchen of Bie Xu's house was empty, and even the cabbage and tomato in the hangover soup were bought by Bie Xu someday in order to make more difficult instant noodles.

"I'll find you some clothes to wear out first. We're about the same height, but I have a bigger frame. You might not be able to wear my clothes. Let me think about it..."

After saying that, Bie Xu walked into the cloakroom, and began to shuffle left and right.

Wen Er followed behind him, seeing his posture of rummaging through boxes and boxes, he quickly stopped him: "Don't bother, anyway, I can change it when I get to the hotel."

"Alright." Bie Xu thought for a while, "Then let's go to the hotel first, let you take a shower and change clothes, and then pack your luggage. There is a supermarket on the way back, and you can go in and buy some ingredients."

When Wen Er heard his arrangement, he pondered back and forth in his heart for a few times, and couldn't help but confirm: "Shall I cook for you?"

Bie Xu was interrupted and asked in surprise, "Can't you?"

"Of course." Wen Er met his deliberately wide eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Before going out, Wen Er hesitated for a long time, but still asked in puzzlement: "But why should I pack my luggage?"

"Aren't you going to change your clothes for the next few days?"

"Change."

"But I may not have clothes you can wear here." Bie Xu explained very sincerely.

"Why should I wear your clothes?"

"That's why I asked you to pack your luggage." Bie Xu said as a matter of course.

Wen Er was choked for a moment, and the two hurried to talk, which seemed to form a perfect closed loop.

"No..." Wen Er felt that something was wrong, and looked back with lowered eyes.

Bie Xu looked at him confidently, but his heart was actually filled with unknown tension and guilt.

Wen Er finally came to his senses: "I'll just change at the hotel."

Bie Xu sighed softly. Although he didn't expect this little trick to fool Wen Er, he still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Don't you live here?" He couldn't help but put on a coquettish tone, "Is there something wrong with my house?"

If Zhou Ru heard this kind of tune, he might slap him, but Wen Er obviously liked it.

"That's not what it means..." Wen Er didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but the logic was very clear, "Your family is fine, but I'm too embarrassed to continue to bother you."

He spoke euphemistically, but normal people could understand what he meant.

But Bie Xu planned to make trouble for no reason, so he snapped his fingers and made a unilateral decision.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, I like you very much—" He dragged his voice, observed Wen Er's expression, and regretfully completed the words.

"Stay at my house."