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Bie Xu received Wen Er's courier the next day.

He walked around the big cardboard box several times in disbelief, checked the sender's and receiver's information several times, and then used the strength of lifting an iron in the gym to carry it home.

After opening it, it was found that the box was full of special products from Wen Er's hometown. Be Xu took out one by one to study, and finally found an unremarkable black box, which contained Wen Er's self-made dream catcher.

The gift seemed to be wrapped roughly, but Wen Er obviously thought a lot about the details.

He first pressed the dream catcher flat into a transparent bag to prevent the feathers from being damaged, then found a box of the right size, sealed it carefully, and left a seam for easy opening.

Contrary to this prudence, Wen Er didn't mark the box, but randomly mixed it among a pile of colorful snacks, as if he didn't want to be seen at a glance.

Bie Xu carefully touched the box up and down, then opened it carefully, hooked out the dream catcher, folded the packaging bag back, and closed the lid.

He walked into the bedroom, put the box in the bedside table, tapped the surface of the box with his fingers, and smiled foolishly.

Then he locked the drawer and hung Wen Er's gift in the place he had already picked out yesterday.

Bie Xu took two steps back, admired for a moment, very satisfied.

The dream catcher hangs firmly between the windows, the dark threads wrap tightly around the willow frame without leaving any gaps, and the fine golden lines climb up, forming a complicated and delicate net in the middle of the ring, dark brown and The dark red beads fell in a patchwork pattern, and the pure black feathers were without a trace of impurities, hanging down quietly and properly, filtering out the glare of the sunlight in front of the window.

Bie Xu picked up the camera, kept changing positions, and took a few pictures from each angle.

He carefully selected and sent the most satisfactory photos to Wen Er.

-I'm hooked up right away!

Not long after, Wen Er gave him a smile back.

Bie Xu immediately followed up and asked:

-what are you doing?

- Reading, just finished "Si Wu Xie", it's really a pity that they are not together.

Maybe it was because of the uneasy feeling after seeing the ending, Wen Er talked a little more than before.

He rarely took the initiative to ask:

-And you?busy lately?

Bie Xu was of course very busy, busy racking his brains to chase people, scratching his heart and lungs while keeping his face open, worrying about losing a handful of hair every day.

He pinched the phone and turned it around twice, and decided to take the initiative to clear away the hidden obstacles between the two of them first.

Bie Xu thought about it and replied:

-not busy.The latest manuscript has been handed in, and I am currently at home growing grass.

The bait was thrown out, Bie Xu waited and waited, and Wen Er finally took the bait.

- Does submitting a manuscript mean writing an article?

Complacent, Bie Xu was almost about to say, "I am Youyoufang, and I am Jingmin!" Before sending it off, he calmed down and planned to proceed step by step.

- Yes, sometimes I write for magazines, and sometimes I post it online.

Bie Xu deliberately spoke in a low-key manner, and most people would always ask a few more questions when they heard such a modest statement.

Unexpectedly, Wen Er was too considerate, thinking that Bie Xu was a little-known author, and was afraid that he would introduce his works enthusiastically, but he hadn't heard of them, which was really embarrassing.

After all, Wen Er suppressed his curiosity and replied cautiously:

- It's amazing to be able to contribute to the magazine!

Although Bie Xu was disappointed that Wen Er was too restrained and didn't have anything to say, but he was praised and immediately beamed with joy.

While he was triumphant, he did not forget to blow each other fancy.

- You are also very good!There are so many little fans watching your videos.

In order to enhance his persuasiveness, Bie Xu deliberately opened station c, clicked on Erya's homepage, found his latest release, and prepared to take a screenshot of the number of views.

However, he flipped down at will, and the cursor he was about to click stopped.

—— There was a lot of scolding in the comment area.

-Who is this guy?Why do you like to rub the heat so much!

- The sisters upstairs can watch his previous videos, but they are so scheming, serious writers can't stand it, and now they start hugging the thighs of traffic.

-Those who want to be popular these days are crazy, anyone can be fooled.

- Taking my wife away and being cueed for no reason is also very weak and helpless.

-Isn't it the default rule for everyone to enclose their own cuteness?It used to be a fan of up, but now it has turned black.

-up What's going on recently, I bring people out from time to time, the key point is that Mrs. jy doesn't want to at all.

- Find the solution upstairs, is jy the one in the dm circle?

- Sister, look here at 08:33, this is not the first time he has bound his wife, probably because he gained popularity before and tasted the sweetness.

……

Bie Xu was shocked. This video was Wen Er's daily life in the imperial capital. All the passers-by were mosaiced, and he cut off all of them. There should be no second person appearing in the video.

He followed the comments, dragged the progress bar to around 08:33, and then saw his lazy sofa.

Lying quietly on it was a book - "Si Wu Xie".

It was the scene of less than two seconds that set off a bloodbath.

Bie Xu's expression darkened, he clenched his fingers tightly, pain and anger hit him together, making him dizzy.

He has already figured out the ins and outs, and the so-called object of Wen Er's enthusiasm turned out to be Jing Min—that is, himself.

Bie Xu's thoughts changed sharply, and he quickly picked up the phone, his first reaction was to withdraw the previous message.

The video has only been uploaded for a day, and Wen Er may not have realized that he has been innocently drawn into the center of the storm.

And what he said seemed to be a deliberately unfunny joke. In the eyes of those who knew the inside story, it was a bright irony, but the honest party could only agree with it in confusion.

However, before Bie Xu had time to click on the input box, Wen Er's reply had already been sent:

-I accept your teasing. 【Leave with fists in arms】

Bie Xu looked at the line of words, and the expression of the bouncing kitten behind him, felt Wen Er's tone, and slowly read each word silently in his heart.

The boundless sourness surged up and instantly overwhelmed him, from the torso to the heart, he lost strength inch by inch, like locusts crossing the border, leaving only bare pain and numbness wherever they passed.

Bie Xu let out a deep breath, gathered his strength after a while, and clicked on the icon of a certain blog.

When will the lawn go to the beach together again!Station Erya

After Bie Xu finished posting this article, he kept refreshing the page.

After a while, the number of comments and reposts increased steadily. Many people did not know what happened and left messages to ask.

Bie Xu got angry and sent another one.

The lawn is sad, I will bring you a copy of HE next time.Station Erya

After the two posts were posted, both the writer circle and the reader circle exploded.

Jingmin has been writing articles for five years, and a certain blog only publishes advertisements. The first time she interacts with people, it turns out to be an outsider whom no one knows.

Soon, people who were mixed in the two circles began to popularize science below, describing the past vividly and vividly. There was no hostility at station c, only the distressed little brother was left...

The people who eat melons are satisfied to hear it. What else can a beloved wife do if she has a loved one?Help her chase!

As a result, a hundred flowers bloomed in the comment area, and a hundred schools of thought contended, colorful and colorful.

Reasonable persuasion fans:

- Try not to go out of the circle to label others. It is everyone's freedom to choose what to read, maybe it's just a hobby.

Those who gloated and did not forget to eat cp:

- Hello madam!It's such a joy to hit the face of black powder!Some people are just too lenient, and the boss will leave the stage in person, so he will ask you if you agree... But the wife's tone is so doting, and the little brother looks very soft, how about two people with a good look!

There are those who join in the fun and help out:

-Little brother, come in and take a look, our Mrs. Treasure, you deserve it!

There are also those who hate iron but hate their wives for not living up to expectations:

-Why is my wife so humble!What boy are you not good enough for?Be confident!You are super good!

Of course, there are also people who refuse to accept the ridicule:

- Are these two marketing partners?Fry cp together?

- I thought it was a big deal, and it was worth tearing it up, I have to say it was a bit ugly.

-Why is the author circle now acting like the entertainment circle, who originally regarded this place as the last piece of pure land, it seems that they can't expect too much...Leave.

Bie Xu casually read a few comments, ignored the scolding, and praised the good ones one by one.

He has a clear attitude, and the fans have the confidence to tear it up. For the rare interaction with his wife, the true fans are desperately writing small essays to praise. Those who don't like it, except for some diehards who are not to be outdone, have all been canceled.

After a lot of tossing, Bie Xu lost [-] fans, but the comment section gradually became more enjoyable.

Everyone also realized a problem at this time, and it originated from a new fan who weakly mentioned:

- It's not a joke, I support gay equality, just curious, isn't the wife's certification a boy?

-? ? ?

-? ? ? ? ? ? ?

- She's a new fan, my wife is a girl~

- um... wait!Etc., etc!I suddenly found something! ! !

- Upstairs, I don’t know if we are thinking the same thing, I really thought about it and found out...

-Madam...it seems...you didn't say you were a girl, did you?

-Actually, I think it is a boy when I look at the style of writing, but following the sisters, it seems to be confused and acquiesced...

So within a day, Bie Xu posted a third Weibo that had nothing to do with publicity.

He took a screenshot of the authentication page, and the box "Gender: Male" was emphatically circled, and two words were added coldly.

lawn diagram. 【picture】

Within 10 minutes, "Quiet Gender Man" suddenly became a trending search.

After all, I have gone through this experience when I was in college, and besides, no one knows anyone after the network cable is pinched.Bie Xu skillfully came out of the locker, dropped a blockbuster lightly, and then didn't care about the subsequent development, leaving his fans wide-eyed and crazy in an instant.

Bie Xu exhaled, closed a certain blog, did some mental training, and then nervously reopened Station C.

The comment area has been shuffled, and the new comments on the top are all harmonious.

It can even be said... a little too harmonious.

Those who swipe the screen of socialist brotherhood are still ignored. Some messages are really explicit. After certain words are blocked, they seem even more ambiguous.

For the first time, fans had the opportunity to learn about his wife's life, and excitedly picked up the video frame by frame. Some were astute, and even discovered the tricks of the background music.

Before Bie Xu recovered from what he thought was an impassioned heroic feat, he suddenly realized a terrible problem.

As if knowing his mood, the phone vibrated in conjunction with the earthquake, and Wen Er's profile lighted up.

Bie Xu closed his eyes, covered the screen with his palms, and took a few deep breaths.

After a long time, he squinted his eyes and moved his palm down bit by bit, finally revealing the short but meaningful words.

- Jingmin?

Bie Xu stared at those two words plus a question mark, and closed his eyes hard.

He pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth, answered the question in a nonsensical manner, and added another dose of strong medicine.

-Quietness=youyoufang