my brother's spring

Wei Zizhen carried a bag today.

It looks white and clean, like a college student who has just walked out of campus.

It was as if all the burden and depression had been removed at this moment, and his face did not have the serious expression of his usual working state.

When facing Xiao Xuan at this time, the peach blossom eyes that lost their cover perfectly revealed the nervous and shy mood of President Wei.

Wei Zizhen put his hands in the pockets of the down jacket, only showing the tips of his two thumbs.

At this moment, those two fingertips were caressing the surface of the clothes uneasily, avoiding their eyes and not daring to meet Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Yingdi, who was wearing winter home clothes, felt a little cold.

Wei Zizhen glanced at the cotton slippers on Xiao Yu's feet, cleared his throat, "Then, I'll trouble you then."

Xiao Yu took out a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet. These slippers looked brand new, as if no one had ever worn them.

Movie Emperor Xiao watched Wei Zizhen put on his shoes quietly, and explained: "There are very few guests at home, basically only Mai Mai."

Wei Zizhen answered vaguely, and followed Xiao Xuan into the room.

The decoration style of Xiao Yu's home was somewhat beyond Wei Zizhen's expectations. He originally thought that behind the well-shielded porch should be a piece of ascetic and cool-toned decoration, but what greeted his eyes was full of a gentle and uplifting atmosphere of life.

There is a soft and warm woven carpet under your feet, and there are several pictures of the countryside in warm colors on the wall. The curtains are embroidered with ivory flowers, and the tassels are no more than two centimeters from the ground.

The lighting in the living room is bright orange, and even the walls are slightly soft beige.

The sofa is not a regular leather sofa, but a variety of beanbags and cushions randomly placed on the carpet.

——The overall look is soft and warm, completely different from the high-cold persona that Xiao Xuan has been running for so many years.

But it can be seen that the owner of this house is quite casual and keen on enjoying himself.

Xiao Xuan looked at Wei Zizhen who was looking around, "President Wei sits down as he pleases."

Wei Zizhen looked left and right, finally picked out a tender green lazy sofa, and sank into it comfortably.

Movie Emperor Xiao walked towards the dining room, and just as he took out the tea pot, he paused.

He turned his head to look at Wei Zizhen who was sitting in the living room, who was a little dazed, and raised his voice and asked, "Have Mr. Wei had breakfast?"

Wei Zizhen raised his eyes to look at his god, and shook his head.

Xiao Yu frowned, "Why are you rushing here before you have breakfast? It's the same when you notify me on WeChat."

President Wei was taken aback by the question.

In fact, he didn't think too much about it. After waking up in the morning and finishing everything, he ran over to block people.

He didn't even know if Xiao Xuan had an appointment with someone else today.

President Wei stared at Xiao Yingdi for a long time, before hesitatingly said: "Hmm... because it's more sincere to invite you in person?"

He used Xiao Xuan's unintentional explanation when he asked him out before.

Still a question sentence.

Xiao Yingdi laughed.

He put back the tea pot in his hand, poured a cup of warm water for President Wei, returned to the living room and handed it to Wei Zizhen: "I didn't eat breakfast either, if President Wei doesn't mind, why don't you try my handicraft?"

Wei Zizhen was stunned.

what?

Xiao Xuan can cook?

Ok?

Want to cook for me?

Wei Zizhen held the cup of warm water in both hands, his heart was extremely excited, and he looked serious: "Of course I don't mind!"

That must not mind!

Who minds killing anyone!

Wei Zizhen looked at the back of Xiao Xuan walking into the kitchen, and glanced at his watch.

nine in the morning.

...It seems that he really came a little early?

Soon the aroma came from the kitchen.

Wei Zizhen sipped the water the male god poured for him, pinching his legs from time to time.

Not dreaming.

Movie Emperor Xiao didn't cook any difficult dishes, just a simple and crude fried egg and bacon sandwich.

He put the four half-cut sandwiches on a plate and put them on the dining table, and then went to the kitchen to make milk.

Wei Zizhen pulled himself out of the lazy sofa, walked into the dining room and sat in front of the two plates of sandwiches.

President Wei looked up at Actor Xiao, who was rummaging for milk powder in the kitchen, and then at the brightly colored sandwiches on the table. After hesitating for three seconds, he couldn't help but take out his phone and click and shoot continuously. took dozens of photos.

Film Emperor Xiao had already soaked the milk when President Wei pouted to take the eighth photo. When he saw President Wei taking pictures in the restaurant, he stepped out of the kitchen and took it back.

After all the noise from over there disappeared, Yingdi Xiao came out with two cups of adjusted milk, and sat directly on the left of President Wei.

Wei Zizhen reached for the milk.

Xiao Yingdi withdrew his right hand, which was closer to Wei Zizhen, and handed him the milk in his left hand.

And explained: "This one has honey."

Wei Zizhen took Wen Wen's cup, was stunned for a while, and finally turned his head away as quietly as a chicken, reached out and brushed his short hair, trying to cover his instantly reddened ears.

Wei Zizhen ate the sandwich made by Xiao Xuan himself, and felt that his life was complete.

Will never be happier than now.

There is the lover of my dream by my side, a delicious breakfast made by my lover, and honey milk made by my lover.

Who else!

Who else could be happier than this baby!

Wei Zizhen took a sip of milk, and felt that the warm milk was sweet from his stomach to his heart. The smell of honey seemed to have the fragrance of flowers, blowing like a spring breeze to his restless heart, sweet and warm, with an intoxicating aroma .

Xiao Xuan turned his head to look at Wei Zizhen, and asked, "Does Mr. Wei have any plans for the morning?"

Wei Zizhen swallowed the milk in his mouth, and blinked blankly.

Xiao Yingdi immediately felt balanced.

Sure enough, President Wei is the same as him about things like dating (.), both of them understand in half and half, they are absolutely right!

Xiao Yingdi, who spontaneously planned the relationship between the two of them as a date, thought this way. After thinking for a while, he stood up and walked to the room next to his bedroom.

There is also a little fan tail behind him.

There is a large LCD TV in the room.

"It's still early, why don't you take a look at my collection together?" Actor Xiao held a disc in his hand and shook it at Wei Zizhen.

Xiao Xuan's so-called collection is a cabinet as big as an entire wall, and countless discs are neatly stacked on the cabinet.

Wei Zi really knows this cabinet, because Xiao Xuan once posted his collection on his Weibo.

That is to say, these out-of-print and non-out-of-print modern and very old CDs.

Xiao Yingdi's dedication is well known to everyone, and there are traces of being turned over several times on these discs.

Seeing that Wei Zizhen didn't object, Xiao Xuan asked, "Which one do you want to see?"

Wei Zizhen was still ignorant of the names on those discs. The only movies he watched the most on weekdays were the ones in which Xiao Xuan participated.

President Wei thought for a while, then took out a disc that looked pleasing to the eye, and handed it to Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Yingdi took the disc, raised his eyebrows, and took off the protective case without saying anything.

There is only one lazy cushion facing the big screen in this room, probably for two people, but if it is for one person, you can sit or lie down, very comfortable.

Wei Zizhen obediently sat on the left.

Xiao Yu put the disc away, and then sat down on his right.

Unfortunately, what Wei Zizhen chose was a literary film, an Oscar-winning film.

The film has a dark tone, dark plot, and music tends to be low.

Wei Zizhen watched the film seriously, and found that he understood every line the actors said, but the combination made him very confused.

President Wei doesn't understand such profound things as camera language and the hidden meaning of lines.

He only thought that the screenwriter and director of the lines might have drunk fake wine.

After playing the movie for less than half an hour, Mr. Wei turned from watching it carefully to "Emma thinks this fake wine has a high alcohol content", and then changed to "The male god seems to understand it. Could it be that my IQ is too low", It ended up being "who am I, where am I, and why did I pick this movie".

Mr. Wei looked at the film blankly, and occasionally turned his head to look at Actor Xiao who was appreciating the film seriously.

And then he was very honest... falling asleep.

Movie Emperor Xiao looked at President Wei who was dozing off bit by bit beside him, and sighed silently.

He reached out to support President Wei's head, allowing President Wei to sleep peacefully on his shoulder.

Wei Zizhen slept very soundly this time.

Maybe it's the lazy cushions that are too soft, maybe the air conditioner is too warm, maybe it's the deep and smooth music of the film that is perfect for sleeping, or maybe it's the breath of the people around him that makes him feel happy and at ease.

Until he was woken up by someone's soft voice, President Wei didn't feel that he was sitting up and fell asleep.

Just like being at home on a warm, soft bed.

President Wei opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was Xiao Yingdi's face at a very close distance.

Handsome and handsome, even his body is fragrant.

Wei Zizhen stretched out his hand in bewilderment, hugged the waist of the person beside him, leaned over and buried his head in the other's shoulder and rubbed vigorously.

President Wei, who buried his head in Xiao Yu's shoulder, said vaguely: "Morning, my god!"

The warm and moist breath sprayed around the collarbone, making Xiao Xuan feel as if an electric current crawled through.

Xiao Yingdi was stunned, not knowing how to react.

President Wei let go of him, Ba Diao ruthlessly sat up, and instinctively prepared to get out of bed to wash up.

As a result, as soon as he sat upright, he saw a movie with the ending song playing not far in front of him. When he turned his head again, the whole cabinet of discs was shocked and he woke up instantly.

He turned his head to look at Yingdi Xiao who was sitting beside him.

At this time, Yingdi Xiao had put away his astonished expression, and was looking at him with a slight smile.

President Wei's heart collapsed.

what did i do! ?

Just now I!

What did you do? ! ! !

Xiao Yingdi looked at President Wei who was expressionless and stiff, opened his arms towards Mr. President, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to hug and rub again, President Wei?"

Wei Zizhen: "..."

Lie down, lie down!

I, I, I, I want it! !

Mr. President couldn't help pushing his glasses, but when he raised his hand, the push was empty.

Only then did Wei Zizhen remember that he didn't wear glasses today.

He put down his hands in embarrassment, and after a fierce psychological struggle, he still endured the pain of bleeding in his heart and moved his eyes away.

President Wei, who was crying bitterly in his heart, forcibly calmed down for a while.

Then he changed the subject dryly: "...I, let's go out for dinner."

The author has something to say: Xiao Yu: It’s okay, come on, come and hug me :) [open arms]

Wei Zizhen: This rounding up is a boat scene! ! ! ! ! ! !