Forbidden color

When Wen Sitian returned home, he changed the packaging of the pills into a small plastic bag as usual, then looked at the medicine prescribed by the old doctor with a frown.After thinking for a long time, he remembered that Luan Jian had prescribed escitalopram to him before, but his headache was too severe after taking it, so Luan Jian stopped prescribing it for him.

He put away the medicine.

He doesn't want to take medicine before the trip, he wants to hang out and have fun.

Recently, it was gloomy and the air pressure was low. Wen Sirin stood in front of the window watching, with a worried expression on his face.

"I don't know if it will rain tomorrow..." He reached out to check.

Wen Sitian was gnawing a whole orange very intently, because he didn't have dinner, and it was almost ten o'clock when he went through the refrigerator and was discovered by Wen Silin. Unhappy, he replied slowly: "Ah..."

Wen Sirin saw that he was not very enthusiastic, but he was worried about tomorrow's schedule. He put down the book he was reading, ran to search under the cabinet, brought some mending utensils, and said happily: "Come on, Tiantian, let's make a Mrs. Sunny Rain."

Wen Sitian held half a wet orange and was hugged in front of him, facing the window and started doing handwork, but he didn't do it himself. To express his dissatisfaction, he deliberately ate the orange juice everywhere. Qingyu Niang looked like It was like smallpox.

Seeing his serious expression, Wen Sirin seemed to have a grudge against that Qingyu Niang, so she was angry and funny for a while, so she had to compromise and said: "Using walnuts for your head is so ugly, you should think of another way."

"..." Wen Sitian rolled his eyes, and said in a subtle way, "The avocado has a round core, I think it's very suitable..."

He has recently become obsessed with eating avocados, he can't stop eating them, and he named the refrigerator "Avocado Dole", hoping that the refrigerator will grow a huge amount of avocados by itself.

"Then go dig one out and eat the rest yourself." Seeing his earnest expression, Wen Sirin said with a smile.

Hearing this, Wen Sitian finally became active. Not only did he cut two avocados at a time, but he also mixed the marinated quail eggs in the refrigerator to make a large bowl with suspicious colors, and sat back very docilely.

He was indifferent to the weather and concentrated on eating. It took him a long time to look up, and Wen Sirin was looking into his eyes.

He reached out and wiped the corner of Wen Sitian's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Smile?" His voice sounded almost pleading.

Wen Sitian stopped eating, looked at Wen Sirin's expression that became unclear because of his gloom, and smiled at him comfortingly, showing his two small white teeth as usual.

They are going out to play tomorrow, he is really happy, but his heart is heavy and his spirit is low, which prevents him from being as happy as usual.

Brother must be worried about him, Wen Sitian leaned over and hugged Wen Sirin, and shared a spoonful of food with him.

At this moment, Wen Sirin's phone rang, he held Wen Sitian in his left hand, and answered the phone with his right hand.

"...A former classmate, two who study law... Li Xiaofeng heard that he was working in the capital market in Hong Kong, and Yang Xue was admitted to the Municipal People's Court. Let me ask for you..." Wen Silin frowned, "What's the matter? Very Is it serious?"

He couldn't hear the voice on the phone, Wen Sirin rubbed him subconsciously, and agreed with "hmmm".

"He didn't tell me...Okay, let me ask..." Wen Sirin hung up the phone, rubbing Wen Sitian's hand thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" Wen Sitian asked.

"..." Wen Sirin showed hesitation, and said, "My friend said that Yan Qing called him not long ago to inquire about some legal issues..."

When Wen Sitian heard this name, he shivered involuntarily, and felt that he was overreacting, so he twisted twice to cover up, and even forgot to eat while holding the spoon.

"Listen to him... It seems that something happened to Yan Qing's family." Wen Sirin sighed with a solemn expression, "He is consulting about filing for bankruptcy protection."

"Bankrupt?" Wen Sitian was taken aback.

He knew that Yan Qing's father used to be the secretary of the party committee of a special economic zone, and the clothing company he ran became famous when Wen Sitian was still young. Now that the physical clothing industry is quite sluggish, it still occupies two or three stores in the city. , How can you suddenly say that you are bankrupt?

"I don't know the specific situation, he never told me." Wen Sirin thought for a while, then lowered his head and rubbed Wen Sitian's face affectionately, "I'll give Yan Qing a call, okay?"

Wen Sitian stared at Wen Sirin like an owl, he was a little puzzled, obviously Wen Sirin had contacted Yan Qing before, why did he suddenly come to ask for his opinion now?

Before he could speak, Wen Sirin added: "Let's see if there is anything we can do to help."

Wen Sirin spoke in such a pleasant manner, how could he refuse.Wen Sitian nodded obediently. Speaking of which, Yan Qing treated him very well, and he didn't want Yan Qing's family to suffer.

But my brother was right, you can't eat too much of anything, and this avocado doesn't taste that good either.

The phone call with Yan Qing didn't last very long, and maybe Wen Sirin really couldn't help, he just said at the end of the phone: "... remember to call me if you have anything to do." He gave a shallow laugh.

"Yan Qing said that the family business has long since failed, and the negative equity is astonishingly high. It will be a matter of time to file for bankruptcy. It is only because his father is ill that he came back to deal with it." Hanging up the phone, Wen Sirin simply explained to him After a while, "He doesn't sound like he's in a good condition, and he may not be returning to Germany for the time being."

Wen Sitian frowned, hesitantly said: "Then what are you going to do to help him?"

"I only help him to ask others, and it's not my specialty." Wen Sirin still looked worried, but said to him, "Besides, we can't help him all the time, can we?"

Wen Sitian looked up at him in surprise.

"When we come back from the beach, let's go and see him together." Wen Sirin kissed his eyelashes that fluttered like wings, "Yan Qing's English is very good, you can ask him how to get a high score."

He could hear something from Wen Sirin's words, but he didn't dare to be too sure, it was like a gust of wind awakened a little red flame heart in the dark dry wood, which made him see a little burning hope.

Seeing Wen Sitian staring at him blankly, Wen Sirin smiled and said: "Okay, after eating, go to brush your teeth and go to sleep." Then he drove him away.

When he finished brushing his teeth and came out, Wen Sirin was still talking on the phone with his uncle on the balcony, presumably to consult the company for Yan Qing.

The dirty Qingyu Niang hangs on the window lattice by herself, praying for a good weather tomorrow into the gray night.

It was rare that there was no cloudy day on the second day, and the clouds were thinly stacked on the horizon. The sky was blue-gray with low saturation, which was enough to make people happy.

They set off early in the morning, and before leaving, Wen Sirin was very satisfied to draw the eyes on Qingyu Niang with a signature pen.

Probably because he was looking forward to it for too long, the battle line was stretched too long, and there were too many variables in his expectations. Instead, Wen Sitian didn't dare to have too many expectations, until he was sitting in the car bound for the beach, and the fact that they were going to travel Only then did I have a sense of reality.

He is going to start to fulfill his dream little by little.

Sitting in the slightly bumpy car, looking at the receding street scenes on both sides, he suddenly became elated, half of his body leaned into the back seat to get his newly bought straw sun hat, and he didn't dare to remove the labels of many things after he bought them back. For fear of ending up in vain joy.

"Why are you wearing that in the car?" Wen Sirin laughed at him.

"See if it fits." Wen Sitian went to look in the rearview mirror. He saw two dark circles under his eyes, drooping eyelids, half of the original fresh red on his lips, and his expression was very pitiful. No wonder Wen Sitian Always look at him with sadness, he looks more and more unhealthy.

He fastened the straw hat, and adjusted his expression in the rearview mirror. He felt as if he hadn't smiled for a long time, and his face was stiff.

"Why are you smirking?" Wen Sirin asked when he saw him taking a selfie in the mirror, looking cheerful.

"Happy." He turned on the music, squinted his eyes on the car window, like a cat for a ride.

The air in the early morning hadn't warmed up yet, and the sun hadn't been shining like that. The car was bouncing, running forward with the tinkling desire to be full and the wind chasing behind.

He remembered how pure and surging emotions Wen Sirin was chasing after him on a bicycle in the past, undisguisedly displayed on his immature face, instead of the forbearance that seemed to have bitten the roots of his teeth as he often saw afterwards And the determination to cut the root and break the bone.

But the elder brother finally came back and sat beside him. He took him to the beach and went abroad with him. Even Wen Sirin and him always appeared in front of Yan Qing in the name of "us".

He was in a daze, and suddenly his eyes became wet, and the tears rolled down almost without warning, splashing into the dry air.

He cried not because he was sad or wronged, but he couldn't laugh loudly, but he was really happy.

"Be careful, don't poke your head out." Wen Sirin's voice exhorted him from the back of his head, he agreed forcefully, and secretly wiped the teardrops on his chin with his sleeve, in the distance were slowly turning windmills and suddenly a flock of birds, It is a scene of tranquility and freedom.

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They didn't get on the highway directly, but were heading east along a dirt road surrounded by green fields.

The sun was shining ahead, and the horizon was a brilliant golden orange, as if all the destinations were shining like that. Wen Sitian was stunned for a while, and began to think slowly.

Just in case, he still stuffed the medicine prescribed to him by the elderly doctor in his pocket, it was not easy to hide it from Wen Sirin.

He had to tell Wen Sirin about his illness sooner or later, he knew that he couldn't control his depression, if one day he had a sudden attack and cut his own artery in the bathroom, Wen Sirin would go crazy, he couldn't treat him like this.

Wen Silin was humming along with the radio with a deep voice, his face was illuminated by the fresh sunlight, perhaps because he was in a good mood, his cold side profile looked gentle and handsome, like Wen Sitian remembered him very The appearance of seven or eight years old, with the unique enthusiasm of teenagers.

He didn't know that his younger brother, who was already sick, suddenly became sicker, and he couldn't bear it.

Wen Sitian hesitated, should he give his brother a vaccination first.

"elder brother……"

"Ok?"

"Shouldn't we, it's time for a physical examination?" In the past, Wen Sitian hated the physical examination, and it was Wen Silin who forced him to go.

"Almost, go after you come back." Wen Sirin replied casually, "You don't want to go?"

"No..." Wen Sitian carefully insinuated, "Apart from regular projects, is there anything else?"

"Don't you hate doing physical examinations? Why do you want to do more?"

"Once a year..." He secretly glanced at Wen Sirin's expression, his voice gradually became quieter, "Just...sometimes I feel...uneasy..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a mobile phone ringing that didn't know the current affairs.

Wen Sirin glanced at the phone, frowned, but still slowed down and picked it up.

"Hello..." Before he could finish speaking, his expression changed.

In just a few seconds, Wen Sitian saw him getting closer and closer to a red Ford parked by the side of the road. The mirrors bumped together.