My tenant is really high street and rich

This is a business call, and Su Xingmang chatted with the other party for a long time.Shen Wei picked up the phone and flipped through the group photos just now. Su Xingmang didn't smile much in each one, but he could see that each one was in the most natural and relaxed state, allowing himself to show a little tiredness.

He really treats him as someone close to him, so he will show his truest side to him, right?In one of them, Su Xingmang looked at Shen Wei with a slight frown, but his expression and eyes were the kind that made Shen Wei feel his heart beating just by looking at it.

Shen Wei also couldn't tell exactly what kind of eyes Su Xingmang had. After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly realized that it was "Although I'm tired and I don't want to take pictures, but as long as you want to take pictures, I will be 100% Do you cooperate with the attitude of "I'll let you do what you want, I'll let you stay with you"?

Shen Wei raised the corners of his lips unconsciously.

"Why are you smirking?" Su Xingmang finally finished answering the call, put away the phone and asked him.

Shen Weizao forgot whether the clothes were borrowed or not, and the smile on his face deepened: "It's nothing, I remembered something that made me very happy."

He didn't continue to talk, so Su Xingmang didn't have the nerve to ask to share the happy things. Just as the soup in the pot was boiling, he put some mutton slices in the pot and asked casually: "Tomorrow is a special performance of folk instrumental music." , are you not coming?"

"Come on, of course!" Shen Wei answered quickly.

Su Xingmang paused with his chopsticks, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Today, I dressed so formally and went to sleep for a whole night. Does this theater help you sleep? Tomorrow, come and sleep again?"

Shen Wei was exposed but no longer concealed it: "Tomorrow I will try not to sleep, and if I want to sleep, I will sleep less, at least I won't sleep most of the time like today."

Su Xingmang laughed: "Then why do you? Dozing off in the golden seat in the middle of the first row, it looks like a relationship household who occupies the latrine and doesn't shit!"

"Am I not a related household?" Shen Wei asked with a smile.

"Yes, the first related account."

With a smile in his eyes, Shen Wei propped his elbows on the table, lightly clenched his hand into a fist against his chin, stared at Su Xingmang, and didn't speak. What I said, but I didn't want to explain it, I didn't want to describe it more and more black, so I simply shut up and didn't speak, just buried my head in hard work.

But he still felt that Shen Wei's smiling gaze was fixed on him, so he had no choice but to look up at him again: "Why don't you eat?"

"Watch you eat."

"What's so good about me? You can see enough of me?"

"Well, it's delicious."

This conversation couldn't go on, Su Xingmang buried his head again, eating more and talking less.

Shen Wei was not idle, and kept cooking for him:

"Eat slowly, I won't fight with you, I will keep all the delicious food for you."

"Don't eat too hot, the doctor said that eating too hot is easy to get esophageal cancer."

"When eating Flammulina velutipes, don't eat too fast. Be careful that one part is still on the chopsticks, and the other part is already stuck in the throat."

"Let me help you remove the pissing beef ball first, or you will piss on your face in a while."

……

Su Xingmang couldn't bear it anymore, put down his chopsticks and said, "Are you going to eat or not? If you don't, we will leave now."

"Eat, I'll eat." Shen Wei conveniently put the pissing beef ball that he had just opened into his mouth, "I paid 200 yuan to grab a seat, wouldn't it be too bad to leave now."

Having said that, Su Xingmang became concerned about his manuscript fee again: "I see that there are a lot of readers who have tipped you these past few days. Didn't your income this week break a new record?"

"En." Shen Wei replied, with a slight dissatisfaction in his tone, "But you didn't reward me. I don't know who said to be my most loyal fan. How long has it been since you rewarded me? If you don't work hard, your number one fan status will be lost."

Having said that, Su Xingmang felt a little guilty, and immediately picked up his phone and clicked on the Fengqi.com APP: "I've been busy these days and forgot, I'll give you a big reward now! Who dares to compete with me for the first fan?"

Shen Wei pressed him down: "I'm just joking with you. You don't want to reward me anymore, why did you give half of the money to Fengqiwang for nothing? By the way, I suddenly remembered that you can go back and do me a favor at night."

"what happened?"

"I wrote a side story before, but I haven't posted it yet. The plot I wrote now feels very suitable for inserting that side story. Go back and help me open the notebook, find that side story and send it to me."

"Do you want to insert extra episodes before the main text is over?" Su Xingmang didn't quite agree, "Personally, as a reader, I don't like to read this. I still like to post extra episodes after the main text is finished, so as not to destroy the integrity of the main text. "

"Yes, what you said is correct, but that episode is really suitable to be placed behind the plot of these two days."

"Okay, I'll go back tonight and turn on your computer to have a look." Su Xingmang also restarted eating, thought for a while and then asked, "Do you have a password for your computer?"

"Yes, your birthday."

Su Xingmang choked for a moment, paused, and wanted to change the subject: "It is said that you have recently updated the word count more and more perfunctory. Yesterday's update was even less than [-] words. You don't plan to update it today, so you can't change it. Thinking of using the side story I wrote before to make up for it?"

"I haven't saved any manuscripts. I've run out of food for a long time. Now I'm updating every day. It's not bad to be able to squeeze out more than 1000 words yesterday."

"How busy are you now?" Su Xingmang sighed, "Then you are so busy with your own work that you don't have time to write novels, why do you still have to come to my place to watch performances you don't like?"

"Writing novels is more important than your business?" Shen Wei asked.

It is better to say less.Su Xingmang remained silent, and continued to eat with all his strength.

After eating the hot pot, the two went back to their respective homes.The first thing Su Xingmang did when he got home was to turn on the laptop that Shen Weiwei took away, enter his birthday, and it turned on smoothly, and soon found the folder of the fast-traveling article he was serializing, and clicked on what he said That episode.

It really fits with his plot in the past two days.

He casually sent it to Shen Wei, and when he was about to close it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the adjacent folder named "Handsome Old Su".

He snapped the hand holding the mouse so that the mouse was covered with sweat from his palms, and finally tentatively clicked on the folder.

No encryption, open at one point.

There is a document inside, and the others are all densely packed photos.

He endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't control his hand and clicked on the photos.

They were all photos of himself, apparently taken by Shen Wei when he was not paying attention.There are those who wear an apron to cook and make desserts, those who walk happily while holding a rope, those who sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and pet cats, those who are with Su Ruilin, and those who eat and travel with him... …

I also made a video later, but when I opened it, it showed that the file was destroyed.

He clicked on the document again, and it was full of short texts, or memos, which seemed to be his own requirements, but in fact all of them were related to Su Xingmang:

"After ten o'clock in the evening, you must never use a mechanical keyboard to type. If you violate it once, you will be fined [-] per day for ten consecutive days."

Because Su Xingmang goes to bed at ten o'clock every night, looks at his mobile phone and flips through books, and usually falls asleep before 10:30.

"From now on, adjust the time when I go to tuba." "Eight o'clock in the morning" was written on the back, and a big cross was put on it.

Because Su Xingmang's affairs are very regular, every day around eight o'clock in the morning.

Later, I wrote down Su Xingmang's birthday, Su Xingmang's parents' birthday, Su Ruilin's birthday, and their respective hobbies and living habits. After a few lines, I even remembered the death date of Su Xingmang's brother-in-law...

He was about to turn the page and read the following content, when a phone call came in from Shen Wei, which made his hands tremble in fright.

"You sent a blank email to my mailbox, nothing at all." Shen Wei said on the other end.

"Really? I didn't forget to put your episode in the attachment, did I? Wait, I'll send it to you again right away."

After hanging up the phone, he sent another episode to Shen Wei, looked at the folder again, hesitated for a while this time, and didn't continue to look down.

After turning off Shen Wei's computer, he nestled on the sofa for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I was taking a shower, my mind was full of the photos and words I saw just now, as well as the appearance of Shen Wei sitting in the theater watching a performance during the day, wanting to sleep but not daring to sleep, wanting to but unable to.

In fact, he has been looking at him without a trace, he stared at the stage with great energy, his eyes slackened for a while, and then began to doze off, but every time he fell asleep, he would wake up in a panic, and then carefully peek at him... These He had a panoramic view of them all.He knew it wasn't his disrespect for their show, it was just that he was too tired and sleepy.

So tired and sleepy, but still dressed so dignifiedly to support him, but sleeping soundly in the most conspicuous position in the first row, it made him both funny and heartbroken.

He even saw the long-lasting smile on his lips after he fell asleep once, obviously having some kind of sweet dream, which made him curious about his dream again.

Thinking about the words and photos I saw just now, although I haven't read them all, it is enough to show that Shen Wei had some kind of affection for him a long time ago, even though it might not have been love at that time.

And it took him so long to confess his love to him, it must have been after careful consideration and not on impulse, right?

What about yourself?In fact, he also likes Shen Wei, right?So why not be bold and accept this feeling?If it is said that his previous hesitation was because he was worried that Shen Wei was not real and the relationship between the two would not last long, then could it be that if he finds someone who is born to fall in love, it will last forever?Could it be that Shen Wei could really live his whole life with a girl?

Anyway, there is no relationship in this world that is absolutely stable, so what should he worry about?Why can't you try it with Shen Wei?

Su Xingmang took this bath for a long time, and after taking a bath, he also decided to accept this feeling.

But when he really wanted to call Shen Wei with his mobile phone, he was a little timid again.

After another battle between heaven and man, he finally dialed Shen Wei's cell phone number.

The other side quickly picked up: "Old Su? What's the matter?"

"I want to ask, you said a few days ago that you would go back and make preparations...how are those preparations going?"

"Victory is just around the corner, give me two more days, and it will be over soon."

"What do you mean by victory?"

That end got stuck, obviously Shen Wei himself didn't think about what would be a real victory.

"I want to ask..."

"Victory is..."

The two opened their mouths together, laughed together again, and then said together: "You speak first."

In the end, Shen Weixian said: "In fact, no matter what I have done here, as long as you nod, it is victory."

Su Xingmang paused for a moment and asked, "What if I can nod now?"