Followed

22.

"But it turned out that I might be better suited for boys."

As soon as the voice fell, the car was silent.

Wen Er looked at Bie Xu in astonishment, and looked away hastily for a while.

His lips were tightly pursed, his head was half down, and half of his face was covered by his hair.From Bie Xu's perspective, he could only see a tight arc extending from his chin to his neck.

The feather was subconsciously held tightly by him, and the flimsy down at the root couldn't withstand the pull, and it fluctuated up and down into the air, scratching his face a little itchy.

Wen Er's wrist trembled, he spread his fingers hastily, and mechanically straightened his bald feather tail, his mind went blank for a moment.

He didn't know what Bie Xu's words meant.

Maybe he knew, but he couldn't understand it for a while.

"What do you think of the effect?"

After a long time, Bie Xu asked suddenly.

"What?" Wen Er seemed to be awakened with a start, and only had time to catch the end of the question in a panic.

"Do you think it's okay if I confess my love to the boy I like?"

Bie Xu held the steering wheel steadily, his tone sounded quite calm, mixed with a subtle hint of confusion and distress.

He asked like this, as if he had taken a fancy to a person he wanted to pursue. He would do a test first and refer to the opinions of his good buddies.

Wen Er's thoughts froze in an instant, and then were scattered again. After a while, he couldn't remember the original thought.

He opened his mouth. For some reason, he felt that his throat was a little dry. He moved his throat and tried a few times before he could make a sound.

"pretty good."

Wen Er said so, and his heart fell back into his chest.It wasn't the kind of clean, "boom" landing, but was entangled by countless thin threads, and slowly returned to its proper position.

The thread seemed to be tied a little tight, causing a dull pain in his chest.It wasn't the kind of sudden and severe pain, but a subtle, diffuse, but unignorable stabbing pain.

"En." Bie Xu got an affirmative answer and said nothing more.

He looked ahead expressionlessly, and his mind was empty.

I don't know why, but I made the confession so nondescript.

First, he expressed his intentions in a not-so-subtle manner, and then turned his back on the situation and found a set of opposite words, trying to cover up his true purpose.

He forced Wen Er into an embarrassing situation: he was full of expectations and wanted him to say yes, but Wen Er hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly blocked his way to himself.

The sun outside the window suddenly brightened, and Bie Xu stared at the bright red car in front of him. The flamboyant paint color reflected the dazzling light and spread it in front of him. From fingers to browbones, it was dyed layer by layer, as if to let All the thoughts hidden in the dark have nowhere to hide.

Bie Xu comforted himself, maybe the timing was wrong.

Then he thought again, when is the right time?

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak much. In the silence, Bie Xu drove the car downstairs.

He took the luggage from the trunk, and then Wen Er pushed the door on the passenger seat and got out of the car, and followed Bie Xu into the unit building, not far away.

Bie Xu walked into the elevator first, and he pushed the luggage aside, pressed the button to open the door, and waited silently without urging him.

Within two seconds, Wen Er lowered his head and stepped in slowly.

The elevator ascended slowly, the suitcase was separated between the two, and the breathing of the other was clearly audible.

There had never been such awkwardness between them.

Bie Xu just kept silent, and Wen Er didn't know what to say.

The dinner went on as usual, Bie Xu boasted that it was great as usual, and then there was silence again.

Wen Er picked up a vegetable leaf, mustered up a lot of courage, and pretended to mention it casually: "What kind of boy do you want to chase?"

"Him?" Bie Xu followed the rhythm and quickly took up the topic, "A very nice person."

Almost without thinking, he put down his chopsticks and listed the boy's advantages one by one: "Gentle, kind, cute, responsible, responsible, he can go to the hall or the kitchen, in short, he is very good."

Wen Er listened, and slowly took a mouthful of food.After a while, he said again: "Very good."

Bie Xu nodded, deeply convinced.

He carefully looked at the person opposite him, from the soft hair to the drooping eyelids, then he took a breath and solemnly called: "Wen Er."

When the other party raised his head, Bie Xu stared closely into his eyes, with a rare stubborn tone.

"I really like him."

Wen Er blinked slowly, but didn't make a sound.

Bie Xu smiled slowly, and then added: "I hope he likes me too."

Wen Er didn't comment, he rarely did such impolite things.According to his usual personality, he should at least reply with "Good luck."

After a long time, Wen Er responded with a very low voice "Yes", and then buried his head down again shamelessly.

The atmosphere seemed to relax a bit, and this topic came to an end.The two of them continued to chat for a few sentences, which were all innocuous.

At this time, Wen Er squeezed his chopsticks tightly and said suddenly: "I plan to go back tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Bie Xu Jiacai's hands stopped, "In such a hurry?"

"Wen Ya will go home the day after tomorrow, and I will go back early to pick her up." Wen Er immediately explained.

He wanted to add "don't get me wrong", but the moment he said it, he swallowed it back.

Wen Er was at a loss for a moment. He felt that it was inappropriate to mention going home at this time, so his first reaction was to clarify quickly.But after calming down and thinking carefully, my anxiety and guilty conscience seemed to come for no reason.

But he still emphasized: "I bought the ticket in the morning."

"Okay," Bie Xu nodded calmly, "I'll see you off tomorrow."

It was a very difficult night, Bie Xu stared at the ceiling in a daze, Wen Er tossed and turned, tossing and turning for no reason.

After finally getting to dawn, the two of them calmed down their emotions silently, at least they looked normal.

Wen Er got up and started to pack his luggage. Bie Xu leaned against the door and watched for a while, left for a while, and came back with a large bag of things and stuffed it to Wen Er.

"For Yaya."

Wen Er opened it and saw that there was a big bag full of snacks and specialties, and they were all in duplicate.

He didn't want to hypocritically evade Bie Xu's intentions, thanked him, and silently put it in the suitcase.

Once everything is sorted out, it's time to head to the airport.

Wen Er also patted the bed sheet, making sure that there was no wrinkle in it.

Seeing Wen Er busy in this room, erasing the traces of his existence bit by bit, Bie Xu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He stepped forward to pick up Wen Er's box, stopped Wen Er's meticulous movements, and greeted him: "Don't worry about it, there will be a cleaner to clean it."

Just as Wen Er pulled up the quilt and was about to fold it back and forth, he let it go obediently.

The corner of the quilt slipped off, and the two corners on the other side didn't quite fit together, and it looked a little askew around the neat sheets and the pillows that were symmetrical along the central axis.

Bie Xu was suddenly pleased by this mess. He persuaded himself not to care about Wen Er's embarrassment. He took Wen Er's arm with his usual expression and said, "The road will probably be very congested. We can start now."

Bie Xu was ready to stop, and when he finished speaking, he dragged his suitcase, turned his head and walked towards the entrance, raised his hand and waved behind his back, signaling Wen Er to follow.

Wen Er hurriedly picked up the remaining luggage, and chased after him in two or three steps.

Walking to the door of the room, Wen Er turned around and looked around, unconsciously covering the place touched by Bie Xu with his palm, rubbing it twice, and suddenly felt a sense of loss.

He is leaving this place.

Wen Er followed behind Bie Xu, carefully looking at the house while walking, wanting to engrave every corner in his heart, together with all the precious memories.

Although this journey is not long, but too many things happened, it is worth reminiscing for him in the future.

Shopping, climbing the ancient city wall, Biexu came out, went to the bar to get drunk, stayed at a friend's house for the first time, went to the beach, learned to swim, listened to Biexu's singing and playing the guitar, picked feathers, listened to Biexu's confession...

Wen Er counted them one by one, and at the end, he paused for two seconds, correcting himself rigorously - listening to Bie Xu's experimental confession.

Now he can still clearly see Bie Xu's gentler expression than before and his nervous and shy tone when he said the word "like".However, there is also an irresistible firmness and inevitability in it.

Wen Er couldn't help thinking, what would it be like for Bie Xu to be with the boy he said was excellent?

Wen Er does not reject homosexuality, and at the same time, he is not too curious.

People can like flowers and plants, cats and dogs, lakes and mountains, science and the unknown universe, so why can't they like another man?

If love is all equal and all love is inclusive, then why is it sinful and shameful to like someone of the same sex?

Wen Er didn't understand this group, but he was willing to respect everyone, so he chose to accept it calmly instead of delving into it.

In his view, equality is not chasing after the other party's so-called "differentness" to get to the bottom of it, and then throwing down the sentence "we are all the same", but from the very beginning, standing in his perspective, treating what he thinks is different Take it for granted.

After all, you wouldn't ask a heterosexual, why do you like girls?

Wen Er has always adhered to this principle, but now he has a strange thirst for knowledge, which makes him unable to help but to spy on Bie Xu's world.

Gradually, he wanted to know more about Bie Xu, more.

In addition to the basic information such as hobbies and living habits that he has explored, he also wants to know, Bie Xu's thoughts, Bie Xu's experience, Bie Xu's emotions at every moment...

He wanted to know everything about Bie Xu.

Walking through the study room, Wen Er thought of something, and suddenly asked, "Can you lend me a book?"

"Of course." Bie Xu was a little surprised at his request, after a little thought, he understood, "Is there a commemorative edition complete works signed by You Youfang?"

"You still have this?" Wen Er was taken aback for a moment, and then tried shyly, "Why don't you...can you lend me two copies?"

Seeing his embarrassment, Bie Xu felt a little funny, but more puzzled.

He was very sure about his guess at first, so it seems that he guessed wrong.

He secretly asked a little unconvinced: "Which one did you want to borrow?"

""Si Wu Xie"."

"Quiet?" Bie Xu was very surprised.

"I watched half of it before," Wen Er explained, "I went to the beach before I saw them together."

"They're not together." Bie Xu subconsciously revealed the spoiler, then immediately covered his mouth, "I'm sorry!"

"How could it be?" Wen Er couldn't believe the ending, "From what I've seen, they all developed very naturally."

Bie Xu thought about this ancient work for a long time, and pondered for a moment: "The author may not have really been in love when he wrote this book. The things he wrote are beautiful but illusory. This kind of unreality may develop into the end. I can't find a reason for the two to be together because it's too out of touch with reality."

"But since it was all fantasy before, why did it have to be realistic later?"

"Actually, maybe at the beginning, the ending was not like this. But as it is written, the characters in the pen will break away from the preset and develop their own stories. At this time, it will be illogical to force them to be together."

After Bie Xu finished speaking, seeing Wen Er's brows furrowed, he couldn't help confirming: "Do you want to listen to me? Or read it yourself?"

Sure enough, Wen Er struggled back and forth, and finally said, "Let me see for myself."

"Okay." Bie Xu shut up quickly, turned it in and out, and handed it to Wen Er.

Holding the book, Wen Er couldn't help but want to listen to Bie Xu's further analysis.

When he reads, he is basically from the perspective of a pure reader, but Bie Xu can clearly understand the author's thinking.

Bie Xu received Wen Er's vague expectation, thought for a long time, and gave him an evaluation that made him feel a little more at ease.

"Actually, if the author were to write it now, it might have a completely different ending."

"why?"

"Because he might have thought that two people would separate at an ignorant age because neither of them spoke of love, but they would also go hand in hand when they matured because of the patience and persistence of one of them."