Followed

6.

During the few days when Bie Xu wandered around the city, Wen Er accompanied him all the way.

The two have seen all the scenic spots and tasted all kinds of special foods. Although Wen Er has lived here for more than 20 years, he can't think of anything else that they haven't done.

Bie Xu suddenly mentioned: "How long has it been since you updated the video?"

Wen Er was ashamed of being called "big", and gave him a harmless look: "I don't have time to record."

Bie Xu smiled maliciously: "I recorded it for you."

The two bored people finally went to Wen Er's bookstore.

When the two met in the past, Wen Er always waited downstairs in the hotel in order to take care of Bie Xu who was an outsider.

This is Bie Xu's first visit, and he fell in love with this place at first sight.

The bookstore is small, with bright and clean windows, a few pots of green plants at the door, and two ivory-white characters on the dark green signboard, which are solemn official script: Wen Gu.

"Very stylish." Bie Xu took a picture.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Wen Er led Bie Xu in, placed him on the only small table in the store, and went to the back to make tea.

Bie Xu put away his things and got up to look around.

The wall on the left is filled with all kinds of books. Behind the cash register on the right is the stairs, and the small table is under the stairs. A few potted plants are used to make a simple partition at the back. You can see the bread machine, coffee machine, etc. A cooking tool, Wen Er is busy at the console right now.

What Bie Xu was most interested in was the small booth at the entrance, which caught his attention as soon as he entered.

He walked over and saw that there were several kinds of magazines stacked on the small wooden round table, and there were two new books on it.

Sweeping through the other threads one by one, the mood is very complicated.

He picked up a magazine casually, flipped through it, and jumped directly to a cornered page.

The background illustration is a smoky sea of ​​clouds, connected to the sky, but there is a dangerous peak showing a corner, piercing this concealed vastness.

Bie Xu moved his finger away, revealing the name that was covered by him: You Youfang.

All the books on this booth have one thing in common.

Author/Contributor: You Youfang.

Wen Er came out with a tray, saw Bie Xu standing by the booth, and beckoned him to come and sit.

Bie Xu took the tea Wen Er handed over, lowered his head and sniffed it, it had a faint fruity aroma.

He tasted it, it was sour, but the aftertaste was a little sweet, refreshing and very good.

Wen Er picked up the glass jug next to him and refilled him half a glass: "How is it?"

"Best fruit tea I've ever had."

Bie Xu was never stingy with his compliments. No matter what Wen Er did, he said that he was "the best". Every time he saw him give him a thumbs up, Wen Er would suspect that he would conjure up another one in the next second. big red flower.

"Did you find You Youfang's article just now? I turned the corner on purpose." Wen Er said, "I saw your photo before, and I think the two of you take pictures very similar."

"Is it my good or his good?" Bie Xu asked immediately.

Wen Er didn't hesitate at all: "Of course my idol takes better pictures."

Bie Xu looked at him: "At this time, you can say that it's better to be friends."

Wen Er blinked: "Are we friends?"

"Otherwise?" Bie Xu suddenly felt short of breath, "I'm not worthy to be your friend? Then who do you want to be friends with? Only You Youfang is qualified to be your friend?"

Wen Er was stunned by the several "friends" he threw down in a row, anxious to explain, and felt that the man in front of him was blowing his beard and staring, pretending to be angry was a bit funny.

"I'm very happy to be friends with you, but I don't have the opportunity to climb up and swim well. As long as I can meet my idol, I will be satisfied."

Bie Xu said meaningfully: "You will meet, maybe he likes you very much."

Wen Er was overjoyed: "Then I will lend you a good word."

The two chatted and drank tea one after another, while Bie Xu fiddled with his camera.

"Can you lend me your computer?"

"Of course." Wen Er went upstairs and took down the notebook, and handed it to Bie Xu.

After a while, Bie Xu turned the computer around and turned the screen to Wen Er: "I copied a video for you, please take a look."

Wen Er looked at the new video file on the desktop - Er Er's daily life, something flashed in his mind, his fingers hung on the touchpad for a long time, but he couldn't click on it.

Bie Xu was holding the teacup in his spare time, leaning back, admiring Wen Er's little hesitant expression, and didn't rush, only the faint and subtle smile on his face revealed his expectation at this time.

Wen Er raised his head and glanced at him, and with the bottom line in his mind, he simply turned the computer screen and adjusted it to an angle where both of them could see it clearly.

Click to play, and the first frame is Wen Er foolishly circling on the grass field.

Bie Xu laughed three times and nodded frequently: "It's so cute!"

Wen Er just wanted to cover his face without saying a word.

In all fairness, Bie Xu's photography is very good. Whether it's lighting, angles, or composition, the quality of the vlogs recorded by Wen Er is much higher. It looks like a professional handwriting.

If you ignore the IQ three-year-old protagonist.

"It's been a long time since you updated, fans are waiting to see your daily life!"

Wen Er said nothing.

"I am also looking forward to it, refreshing it many times a day."

Wen Er still didn't speak.

"What kind of software do you usually use for editing?" Bie Xu wanted to get started as he spoke, touching the computer eager to try.

Gently clicked the fork on the video and closed the lid of the notebook: "I'll upload a cooking video after I make it up."

"Okay!" Bie Xu cooperated with the applause, "It's what Da Da says."

Wen Er had already lost his temper after being called out by him, and sighed resignedly, not going to correct his address anymore.

Bie Xu turned on the camera: "When will you start shooting?"

Wen Er looked at the time: "Wait a little longer, Wen Ya is coming back for dinner today."

Bie Xu was a little puzzled: "Your sister lives with you?"

"Yes." Wen Er nodded, "She and I live upstairs."

Bie Xu was silent for a while, then switched to another topic: "What are you going to do tonight?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Do you want to let me eat together?" Bie Xu didn't see anything, and happily reported the names of a series of dishes, "I think abalone, bear's paw, and Buddha jumping over the wall are all good."

Wen Er shook his head speechlessly: "Sorry, none of these."

"Then scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Bie Xu quickly lowered his request, "You make it for me yourself, anything is fine."

In the end, Wen Er really made three tomato and egg noodles, and served it with a plate of stewed beef that had been cut earlier.

When Wen Ya came home from school, the noodles were just about to be scooped out.Bie Xu took a close-up, turned off the camera, and when he turned around, he saw a pretty little girl bouncing in.

He warmly greeted Wen Ya: "Hi, I'm your brother's fan."

Wen Er said something in the kitchen, but the two didn't hear clearly, and they didn't intend to pay attention to it.

Wen Ya suddenly saw that there was a handsome stranger in the house, she became reserved in seconds, and nodded to Bie Xu: "Hello, my name is Wen Ya."

Wen Er came out with his face upright, looked at the little girl's elegant demeanor, smiled silently, and without making trouble, introduced to the two of them: "This is my younger sister, who is a senior in high school this year. This is Brother Bie Xu, come here. We were traveling here, we met by chance, and we hit it off very well.”

Bie Xu was happy and proud when he heard the sentence "very hit it off".

Wen Ya was very dissatisfied with his brother's ability to grasp the key points. He was obviously a young, beautiful and invincible girl, but he summed it up by saying "in high school".

She rolled her eyes in private, and in order to maintain her gentle and gentle personality, she smiled a little stiffly.

The handsome guy in front of him is handsome and personable. According to her years of investigation, she must like gentle hanging.

It's a pity that it didn't take long for Wen Ya to be unable to hold on, and her image completely collapsed, leaving Biesu dumbfounded.

When she sees the food now, her eyes light up. After eating two large bowls of noodles, she is still a little bit unsatisfied, and another person cleaned up most of the plate of beef. Then she patted her belly in satisfaction and slumped on the chair.

"Today after school, I met my mother who was at the same table as delivering meals at the school gate. I said hello to her. She looked at me as if she was sorry for my failure in the college entrance examination."

"Auntie is concerned about you." Wen Er frowned disapprovingly when she heard her complain.

"I know." Wen Ya wiped her mouth, "Our homeroom teacher, too, knew that I was going home for dinner today, and kept shaking his head, so he almost said the words 'self-defeating'."

"You just can't get along with Chinese."

"Who said that? I try my best to recite poems every day until I vomit." Wen Ya rolled her eyes, "But the Chinese teacher is too rambunctious when he is the class teacher, and he has to publish a college entrance examination declaration every day, without repeating the sample, and the mobilization slogan is changed. It's been three rounds."

Bie Xu felt that the girl's words were interesting and crackling.It's one thing to pretend to be cute, but now he shows his true nature, completely different from his brother.

Wen Er knew that she was under a lot of pressure, so he didn't say much, and let her vent.

Wen Ya was paralyzed for a while, then stood up and prepared to go back to school for evening self-study.

She greeted and said goodbye to the two of them, knowing that they were not standing still, she simply smashed the jar and threw her fist in the style of a big sister: "The Long March of ten thousand miles is still a few steps away, and we will celebrate when my sister and everyone are victorious. "

Seeing Wen Ya's leaving figure, Bie Xu smiled: "Your sister is quite interesting."

Wen Er shook his head helplessly, and said in a very doting tone, "I'm spoiled."

"Really not, lively and generous, very pleasing."

"Oh?" Wen Er drew his voice and deliberately raised his eyebrows.

"Don't think too much about it," Bie Xu reacted, laughing uncontrollably, "I'm talking about the kind of liking a big brother looks at a little sister."

Wen Erben didn't think about it, he just made a joke, and then raised the corner of his mouth.

"Does she go home for dinner every day? From her description, it should be a bit of a waste of time."

"It's not every day, just go home and have a meal when you're hungry."

Wen Er also mentioned to deliver food to her, but Wen Ya firmly refused because the food in the cafeteria was rich enough.

In fact, Wen Er knew that she would not agree.Although this girl has been pampered and brought up, she is independent and has her own ideas in her bones.

But he always asks this question.

After all, regardless of the final decision, everyone hopes that the other party can give them heart-warming options, let alone a little girl who loves to act like a baby.

"Then are you the one who cooks every time?" Bie Xu's words contained temptation.

"Otherwise, who else is there?" Wen Er said indifferently.

Bie Xu didn't answer for a moment, opened his mouth, then closed it again, subconsciously maintaining a smile.

Wen Er was startled, and suddenly understood the implication of Bie Xu's words.

He lowered his eyelids slightly, put his eyes on a certain point casually, remained silent for a while, and then spoke in a calm tone, as if talking about tomorrow's weather: "There are only two of us at home."