Followed

33.

The next day, the three of them came to the cemetery together.

Compared with other seasons, summer in the cemetery is cleaner, perhaps because there is no bitter wind and rain, and no desolation. Everything is too vivid, as if nothing has passed away, so it is not suitable for the living to remember.

But Wen Er likes summer to pay homage.

He would come to the tomb in the early morning dew, and leave after the sun burned the stele to his hands.Every time he would babble for a long time, about life, about himself, about Wen Ya.

Maybe I'll add another one later.

Wen Er also came early today, walking in front side by side with Bie Xu, Wen Ya was a step behind and followed behind.

Wen Ya was a little puzzled about Bie Xu walking with them.After all, to put it bluntly, Bie Xu is still an outsider.

But Wen Er didn't explain, Wen Ya hesitated to speak several times, looked at them back and forth from diagonally behind, but still didn't ask.

Both brothers and sisters are empty-handed. According to Wen Er, when family members meet, there is no need to deliberately prepare anything. Besides, the parents are there, and they will take care of each other. It is not their turn to worry about it.

Bie Xu didn't dare to neglect, he was wearing his neatest shirt, the top button was tightly tied, his hair was carefully groomed, and the perfect smile on his face was the result of an hour of practicing in front of the mirror before going out.He was also carrying a very business briefcase in his hand. He didn't look like he came to visit the grave, but more like a social elite who was going to work.

Before going out, Wen Er reminded him that it is understandable to pack neatly, so there is no need to bring this bag.

Bie Xu immediately clenched the strap tightly and put the bag in his arms: "This can contain my betrothal gift, which is used to please my father-in-law and mother-in-law!"

Hearing his words, Wen Er couldn't help correcting him: "What gift do you want to see your parents-in-law? Save it for yourself as a dowry."

"Then what should I call it?" Bie Xu neither admitted nor refuted, as if discussing seriously, "Dad...Mom?"

Wen Er stared at Bie Xu for a while, then turned his face away.

He neither agreed nor opposed, and his heart seemed to be covered by something.A fire was lit outside, and those two names meant adding more firewood, which made the inside dry and astringent, but after a while, the astringency gradually melted, and a little sweetness came out.

When they are in love, both of them are obliged to share themselves, but in the end, it is inevitable to share others.Share with friends, classmates and even work partners, and the last step is to share with parents.

Only the person you like from the bottom of your heart is willing to share with you the most intimate address you have been used to since birth.

Seeing Wen Er's tacit attitude, it's rare for Bie Xu not to make progress.

After all, whether he should call it or how to call it depends on his performance today.

So Bie Xu lightly changed the subject, and asked Wen Er to see if the hair on the back of his head was a little sagging, and if he wanted to restyle it.

Wen Er put a strand of unsociable hair on his temples back behind his ears, took a step back, and looked up and down for a moment: "Don't be nervous, it's fine."

Bie Xu thought he wasn't nervous at the time, but was a little paranoid, always feeling that there was something wrong with him.

Now, standing in front of the cemetery, he stroked the shirt without a single wrinkle from the neckline to the hem, and carefully touched the hair that had been combed for two hours. Get in shape.

He would glance at the glass door at the entrance reluctantly to check whether his image at the moment was decent, but unfortunately there was only a vague shadow reflected on the glass, which was far from meeting his requirements.

Bie Xu glanced at Wen Ya beside him, and even thought about how to borrow a mirror from the little girl so as not to look awkward, but before he could think of an excuse, he walked to the tombstone of Wen Er's parents.

"Dad, Mom, here I come." Wen Er wiped the four corners of the tombstone and stared at the photo on the tombstone.

Wen Ya took a step forward: "Mom and Dad, I'm here too."

"Wen Ya was admitted to University A, and she will go to study at the end of August." Wen Er touched the top of her sister's head, "She has grown into a big girl."

"En." Wen Ya responded softly, grabbing the corner of Wen Er's clothes and tugging, blinking, forcing back the moisture in her eyes.She took out her mobile phone, put the screenshot of the admission notice in front of the photo, and softly called: "Mom and Dad, let me show you my admission notice."

"When the paper version arrives, we'll bring it over for you to have a look."

The two siblings gathered around the front talking, while Bie Xu listened behind, feeling sour and proud.

He looked at the two people in the photo. The man was handsome and gentle. Wen Er's temperament was exactly the same as his.The woman looks more cheerful, with a sweet smile, very bright eyes, Wen Ya looks more like her.

If they were still alive, according to Wen Er's description, they should be particularly enlightened parents.

Bie Xu was thinking about it, when Wen Er suddenly looked at him sideways.Bie Xu shivered, his hairs flew against the wind for a moment, and his heart beat faster than the beating of a drum.

"Dad, Mom, I have one more thing to say when I come here today, that is, it was confirmed in the past two days, and Wen Ya didn't know about it before."

Without looking back, Wen Er precisely touched Bie Xu's forearm, and pulled it lightly. As Bie Xu walked to his side in two steps, Wen Er's hand gradually slid down, inserting it between Bie Xu's five fingers.

"This is the person I like, his name is Bie Xu."

The sound of the wind was completely still, and a large piece of sunlight broke free from the shackles of the clouds, and merged with the previous hazy ray, becoming hot and white.

Wen Ya stared at their intertwined hands, her mouth was half opened, her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were pressed together, and she wrinkled into a ball.

During the few seconds when Wen Ya was speechless, Bie Xu wiped the sweat from Wen Er's palm with his thumb, and then slipped out gently from between his fingers.

Bie Xu bowed respectfully to the tombstone: "Hello, uncle and aunt. My name is Bie Xu. I have been chasing Wen Er for a long time. Thank you for liking me."

"I graduated from University A. I have been working as a magazine writer, and I also write articles on the Internet by myself." While talking, Bie Xu took out a thick stack of printing paper from his briefcase, and wrote one by one. Show, "These are my personal documents, and proof of property, real estate and investments are included."

He handed this pile of things to Wen Er: "Domestic same-sex marriage is not protected, but if Wen Er is willing, these can be notarized and transferred. If necessary, we can also go abroad to get married."

"I understand that my uncle and aunt will worry that I have led Wen Er to the wrong path, and I am very sorry for letting him lose the opportunity to form an ordinary family and even be a father. But I like him wholeheartedly, and I want to care about him, take care of him, and accompany him Stand with him and walk through the rest of your life together."

Bie Xu said almost reverently: "Homosexuality may be considered a minority, but there is never a difference in love."

Wen Er was stuffed with all kinds of proofs, listening to Bie Xu confessing his love to his parents, he was stunned.

He didn't expect Bie Xu to be so honest, saying that it was a dowry, he really prepared real money, and he opened his mouth to talk about marriage.

Wen Er was shy and irritable, originally he only wanted to introduce someone to him, but he didn't expect that the target would never see anyone else, and he had planned it long ago, so he got to the business in a few sentences.

Wen Er here was still indulging in all kinds of complicated emotions and didn't make a sound, while Wen Ya over there finally came to her senses: "So I've been a light bulb for so long."

Wen Er quickly defended: "We only confirmed it yesterday..."

"Oh? Yesterday?" Wen Ya's tone was even more weird, "So when I was drinking and eating meat to celebrate my hard work and finally being admitted to the ideal university, you two were secretly toasting your love?"

She squinted at Wen Er, shook her head again and again, and kept feeling: "I think too much of myself!"

Wen Er has never been able to compete with Wen Ya, this little girl has a lot of nonsense, and she really entangles with her, and she can't figure it out for a year.

He turned the topic to the point: "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"What are you asking? A single dog has to rush to find abuse. Can you two show your sweet love?" Wen Ya patted Wen Er on the shoulder, "This is the 21st century, flash marriages are not uncommon, you two are almost thirty It’s hard to fall in love, and you’re still in love with a young girl?”

She took out the pile of documents from Wen Er's arms, and said in a bad manner: "Besides, you have brought people to meet your parents. In front of your parents, how can I speak?"

Although these words sounded weird, but Wen Ya brought her parents out, which means she has no objection.

Wen Er stroked the ends of her hair, and after a while, said softly, "Thank you."

"Thank you!" Wen Ya pushed her brother's hand away, and turned half sideways, her eyes were sour and hot, her tone was still pretending to be sad and angry, "It's great to find someone!"

Wen Er smiled silently, pressed Wen Ya's head, and rubbed it vigorously.

Wen Ya flicked it irritably, but she couldn't shake it off, so she let Wen Er smooth her hair.

After calming down for a while, Wen Ya calmed down, and finally she was willing to turn her face to Wen Er.She touched her hair subconsciously and went to pull Wen Er, but at some point, Bie Xu had already stood up and hooked Wen Er's other hand.

The sourness she had suppressed so hard just now surged out again, and she suddenly felt a little helpless.It seemed that someone snatched the little bear she hugged to sleep every day, and it was useless if she didn't want to, because the bear had someone else's name on the label.

Gentle eyes turned to Bie Xu, her expression became fierce, she stared at him silently.

Bie Xu froze for a second, did not avoid, and looked at her tenderly.

This gaze seemed to have magic power, and not long after, the ferocious expression that Wen Ya tried so hard to maintain began to falter, as if a small hole had been poked in her heart, and the anger and sadness that had swelled before were leaking out bit by bit.

"Brother Bie Xu is quite a good man, he is more than enough to match anyone." Wen Ya said something praising Bie Xu, but she was unwilling to give him a glance.She climbed onto Wen Er's arm, hugged her in her arms, looked at Bie Xu as if declaring war, and proudly announced: "But my brother is the best in the world!"

"I think so too." Bie Xu said naturally.

He let go of his hand, and let Wen Ya pull Wen Er over, with a tolerant gesture of not caring about the child.

Wen Ya wins without a fight, but it is not worth being happy.She clenched Wen Er's arm tightly, her voice became quieter, and she had to admit: "Then you are a perfect match..."

Seeing that his sister was so sad, Wen Er glanced at Biesu in a panic, and tried to coax her.

Wen Ya suddenly raised her head, looked at Bie Xu, then at Wen Er.

Her eyes were shining brightly: "Since it's a match made in heaven, you two must always be well, so that girls who yearn for love can always have expectations."