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The first like is impossible. Before Bie Xu switched his account, there were already three likes under this video.

Wen Er nestled in Bie Xu's arms, and his voice was still close to his ear: "I don't know if this is a surprise."

"Forget it," Bie Xu put his arm around Wen Er's shoulder and kissed him on the forehead, "Of course it does."

"You haven't watched it yet." Wen Er lifted Bie Xu's arm, urged him, and then muttered quietly, "I wanted you to find out by yourself."

Bie Xu moved the white arrow to the play button, but didn't click it immediately.He vaguely guessed the content of this video, so he was even more unwilling to treat it hastily and perfunctorily.

In fact, before Wen Er asked him if he was surprised, he was already very surprised.

The video started to play, and the first thing that appeared was a scene that Bie Xu was very familiar with—the sunrise of Wushan.As the sun emerges from the gap between the two peaks bit by bit, the sky is covered with light gold, and the picture turns into a patch of low and scattered buildings with drumbeats.

The angle of view is pushed forward along a quiet alley. After turning around, a slightly dilapidated plaque is revealed. The handwriting is not very clear, but Bie Xu will never admit it wrong—it is the place where they met——Enter Dust Temple.

Bie Xu already understood the meaning of this video.There was a surge in his heart, and he wanted to look sideways at Wen Er, but he couldn't bear to take his eyes off the screen for a moment.

Wen Er understood his mood, and took the initiative to rub into Biesu's arms, asking him to hug him tighter immediately.

Then came the meadows in the suburbs, the peach blossom wine of the farmhouse, the stream in the forest, the solemn dark green signboard, and the short moonlight road from the bookstore to the hotel where Bie Xu once stayed.

They got acquainted in these places, Bie Xu planned a premeditated encounter, and then parted, just like a chance encounter that ended without a problem.

The music was empty for a while, and then changed from quiet to a little passionate.

The plane took off and landed at the Imperial Capital Airport, the snack street and the bustling square at dusk, the ancient city wall rubbing against each other—Bie Xu told Wen Er here that he likes men.

Then there is the bar with intertwined lights and shadows, the signboard of the supermarket, and the world map full of red thumbtacks in Besu's house.

"Now there is still a blue thumbtack." Bie Xu said suddenly, "Put it where we went together."

"I didn't notice." Wen Er let go of the pillow, slid down from the side, pinched Bie Xu's fingers and rubbed them lightly, "show me later."

A stack of Jingmin's works flashed across the screen, and the titles of the books were scanned from top to bottom. It seemed that the arrangement was not so neat - Bie Xu knew that there was a trick hidden here that only the two of them could see. A tall stack of Youyoufang's books.

The music gradually slowed down, and then a prelude that both of them had heard thousands of times sounded, it was a song that Bie Xu could never miss in his dreams.

Wen Er used the song "Looking for Tracks" that Bie Xu sang to him on the stage.

The lively and playful waves, the gentle and quiet moonlight, the funny little yellow duck swimming ring, the crab legs with coconut milk, the scattered words on the beach...

A few fireworks exploded in the sky, and the picture was suddenly not so clear. It was the largest video shot with less than ideal equipment, and it was also Wen Er's favorite part.

Bie Xu stood at the brightest part of the stage, locked his position firmly in the blurred darkness below, and all the crooning and singing were directed at him.

When Wen Er cut the video, he kept thinking about whether he was blind at the time, so he didn't see the love accumulated in these eyes.

Bie Xu’s singing continued, and the camera turned to the dream catcher hanging on the window, the meat on the baking tray, the orange cat and the warm lamp, the old man and the ballroom dance, the tombstone reflecting the sunlight and the neatly manicured short? Pines and cypresses.

Then there is Bie Kuan'an's art exhibition, Lin Mei's kitchen and garden.

Wen Er put these pictures together, as if using this method to make the parents of both sides meet.

Bie Xu didn't know whether he was more excited or moved more.He held Wen Er's hand tightly, only knowing that he could not make a sound at the moment.

This is the road they walked together, and Wen Er was telling him that he remembered it all.

The last scene is the aurora under the starry sky, where they kiss for the first time, firmly, devoutly, embracing each other's souls.

Bie Xu couldn't bear it anymore, and lowered his head to kiss Wen Er's lips. While panting fiercely, he saw a line of words that was finally frozen on the screen.

"The second year of being an up master, the second life when I met you."

Meet me.

Bie Xu thought silently in his heart.

There are too many explanations for this sentence: second life to meet fans, second life like this, second life to meet Erya...

But Besu could read its true meaning.

This is Wen Er's second life when he meets Bie Xu, and it is also the second life when Bie Xu meets Wen Er.

This is a surprise from Wen Er: from the moment they saw each other, they became each other's surprise.

Bie Xu set the video to play in a loop, watching over and over ten minutes of footage.

Wen Er was interested in accompanying him the first two times, but he got tired of watching it later.He edited this thing all afternoon, and he remembered exactly which music was stuck in each frame, and he could play it in order without any mistakes when he closed his eyes.

He moved back and forth in Bie Xu's arms, but in the end Bie Xu turned his back on him and told him not to make trouble and just watch quietly.

Wen Er quietly rolled his eyes, slid off the sofa with his waist supported, pulled on his slippers and swayed to the bathroom to take a shower.

Only then did Bie Xu turn his attention away from the screen.

He remembered that he hadn't posted "I love you" today, so he took out his phone and opened a certain blog. After thinking about it, he still had to clearly explain the ownership of the video, and he couldn't let those fans who only screamed into their seats.

Bie Xu edited, "I love you, thank you." Attached the video link, clicked send with satisfaction.

After a while, the notification sounded "咚咚咚咚咚", and Bie Xu casually flipped through a few articles, except for congratulations and screams, and daily reminders or sourness, which was meaningless.

Bie Xu clicked on the video to enjoy it again, until he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, then turned off the computer reluctantly, and swaggered to the door to block Wen Er.

Fortunately, Bie Xu felt sorry for Wen Er's body, and didn't want to play tricks as soon as he came up, so he finally just hugged Wen Er and leaned against the dry and wet separation door to kiss a wet kiss.

The steam soaked his whole body, Bie Xu simply took off his shirt, and shamelessly asked Wen Er to wash it with him again.

The two played for a long time, Wen Er was half wrapped in a towel, and sneezed while struggling.Bie Xu didn't dare to make a fuss anymore, wrapped the towel for him, and let him out.

The embarrassment that had been quietly dormant all day quietly dissipated. They are the people who are most familiar with each other in the world.

Bie Xu quickly took a shower, without even looking at his room, he pushed Wen Er's door open.

Wen Er was leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone. He was stunned for a moment when he came in, and then immediately lowered his head without saying anything.

Bie Xu's hair was still dripping with water, and the water stains on his body hadn't been wiped off, so he desperately wanted to climb into bed.

Wen Er quickly stopped him, let Bie Xu sit on the chair next to the bed, half-kneeled up, found a dry towel, made Bie Xu turn his back to him, and gently wiped his hair.

Biesu was rubbed very comfortably, narrowed his eyes, turned his head halfway, and fumbled his hands behind his back, as if he wanted to reciprocate.

He couldn't see Wen Er's direction clearly, so he scratched his armpit when he raised his hand.It was unintentional at first, but later it was to tease Wen Er on purpose.

Wen Er hid aside with a smile, while fixing his head, confessing: "Don't move!" while explaining intermittently: "I have already... ouch! Wipe...wiped."

Bie Xu still didn't give up, scratched Wen Er so hard that he couldn't dodge in time, and almost fell off the bed laughing, thanks to Bie Xu's support.

He was frightened by Wen Er's clumsiness, and he was concerned about safety issues, so he had to sit back obediently and let Wen Er rub it back and forth, and added bitterly: "I'll wipe it for you tomorrow."

After drying his hair, Wen Er put away the towel and pushed him on the back: "Go and put on pajamas."

Bie Xu has fully turned on the hooligan mode, teasing him with a vicious voice: "What clothes are you wearing, you have to take them off later!"

Wen Er was teased by him all day today, and it was the first time he heard him speak so bluntly. This kind of blunt and teasing tone really didn't suit him.

Seeing Wen Er's distorted expression of being shocked and smiling at the same time, Bie Xu couldn't pretend anymore.

He gently brushed off a strand of hair hanging down Wen Er's forehead, kissed along his brow to his lips, and muttered: "Move to the master bedroom tomorrow."

Wen Er caught the air, finally took a breath, and quickly emphasized: "You go and get dressed first, the air conditioner is turned on too low, and you will catch a cold."

Bie Xu winked unwillingly, trying to pretend not to hear, but Wen Er insisted.

He quickly ran to the master bedroom, put on a pajamas and came back, took off his shoes without a pause, went to bed, and put his arms around Wen Er.

Wen Er was holding the phone, and continued to look at the interface that was interrupted before.

Bie Xu is very educated, no matter how close he is with someone, he will not rush to read the content on his phone.

He hugged Wen Er's waist, and his wet hair arched, gradually soaking a spot of water on Wen Er's pajamas.Bie Xu came to his senses, and immediately stopped moving without waiting for Wen Er's explanation.

"Move your things to the master bedroom tomorrow." Bie Xu continued the previous topic.

"it is good."

"The two of us now need to be officially stamped by the Civil Affairs Bureau. How can we sleep separately."

"Ah."

"In the future, this room will be vacant, the bed will be removed, and a small studio will be built for you. If you don't need it, we can discuss it, and it can be made into something else."

"……it is good."

Wen Er didn't know what he was looking at, and it was rare for him to be absent-minded when listening to Bie Xu's speech, and he answered very slowly.

Bie Xu frowned, startled in his heart, could it be that this is the period of burnout?

He quickly raised his head, put his arm around Wen Er's shoulder, and leaned closer to look at his face, only to see that Wen Er's eye circles were a little red.

"What's wrong!" Bie Xu asked in a panic.

Wen Er was agitated, staring at him with a pair of eyes with faint water, as if he couldn't speak for a while.

Bie Xu guessed and tested: "Moved?"

Wen Er wiped the corner of his eyes and nodded.

Bie Xu felt relieved, unavoidably complacent and inexplicably distressed.He patted Wen Er on the shoulder, comforting and persuading: "This is where it is!"

"No..." Wen Er shook his head, nodded again, breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't say anything, and put the phone into Bie Xu's arms.

Bie Xu looked down and felt extremely depressed for a moment, and at the same time felt that his heart was very soft, as if it was going to melt soon.

The screen was full of well-intentioned messages, each of which was almost the length of a short essay, all of them were true fans. After watching Erya's latest video, they came to encourage him by coincidence.

They counted the energy and touch of the positive life that Erya brought to them in the past two years, and were also indignant at his experience of being hacked and ridiculed for no reason, and finally left their heartfelt blessings.

"I don't like dealing with strangers." Wen Er finally eased up.

"I know."

"Actually, I don't particularly care about other people scolding me or secretly mocking me. Ever since my parents were gone, there have been too many people talking about us behind my back."

"I understand, it's okay."

"I rarely play certain blogs, rarely interact, and can't figure out why they like me."

"You deserve to be liked." Bie Xu put down his phone and kept kissing the people around him.

"I was scared the first time you said you liked me, but now I believe it."

"You believe it too late." Bie Xu seemed dissatisfied, and kissed deeply, not giving Wen Er a chance to speak, "You believed it too late, and now I have upgraded."

He paused for a moment, then added helplessly and proudly: "But you have also upgraded."

Bie Xu swears, wanting to open his heart to show him: "I like you more than that. Wen Er, I love you."

It seems that after starting this way, Bie Xu can always find various opportunities to say these three words.

But Wen Er can get new feelings every time he listens to it, because the words "I love you" and "I love you" that Bie Xu said are different from "I love you".

Bie Xu still didn't let go of him, didn't allow him to speak, and kissed him until he was almost dying, then whispered in his ear: "Let's go back to Wengu to have a look in a few days."