come to my house to sleep

11.

When Fan Li went to the kitchen to process the quick-frozen chicken soup, Lin Xiaowan woke up.

Facing Wen Xingyun, she clasped the camera in front of her chest with both hands, and asked with flickering eyes, "Are you really Wen Xingyun?"

Wen Xingyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Yes."

"I'm your fan!" Lin Xiaowan was excited, and lifted the camera up an inch, "Can I take a picture of you?"

"No!" Wen Xingyun backed away in fright, leaned against the armrest of the sofa before adjusting his posture, looked down at the clothes on his body, then raised his head and explained with a smile, "I don't look good today, can I not take pictures?"

Even if it's just a polite smile, it still looks like the spring breeze with pear blossoms flying in March.

Lin Xiaowan stared blankly at his face, not caring about his red and green at all, bewitched by his smile, obediently put down the camera and nodded, "Okay."

Wen Xingyun sat down on the sofa, and at the same time stretched out his hand to signal her to sit down too.

Following his gestures, she sat on the wicker chair opposite him.

With her knees together and her hands on them, she looked even more ladylike than when she went on a blind date.

She looked at Wen Xingyun for a long time, her eyes were finally tired, she blinked, and said: "My name is Lin Xiaowan, and I was Fan Li's classmate and neighbor when he was young."

Only then did Wen Xingyun's eyes light up, and he smiled vividly, "Are you friends when you were young?"

Lin Xiaowan blushed and lowered his eyes, "Well, when I was young, I was studying in City F, and I lived across from his house."

Wen Xingyun grasped the key word, "F City?"

Fan Li came out of the kitchen with a wooden tray and saw the two talking happily.

And since Wen Xingyun appeared, Lin Xiaowan no longer has him in his eyes.

Looking down at a bowl of chicken soup and a cup of lemon black tea on the tray, he secretly exhaled.

Wen Xingyun was sitting facing the kitchen. When he saw him appear, he immediately got up to meet him. He tilted his head slightly as he took the tray, and smiled at him, "Thank you." Then he put the tray on the coffee table and handed the lemon black tea to him. Lin Xiaowan picked up the chicken soup and drank it, and praised it sincerely, "It tastes really good."

Lin Xiaowan found that Wen Xingyun later looked like a master compared to himself.But she just kept talking about the funny things she and Fan Li played together when they were young, and she hasn't had time to ask him about his relationship with Fan Li...

The two drank slowly, and Fan Li looked at them and smiled.

Lin Xiaowan lowered his eyelashes, held the cup thoughtfully, and sipped the black tea.

Wen Xingyun glanced at her, smiled sideways and said to Fan Li: "Xiaowan is also very beautiful, F City has beautiful mountains and rivers, it is really a place where people can be raised."

Fan Li was taken aback, "Huh?"

Lin Xiaowan was thinking about something else, when Wen Xingyun said she was beautiful, when he raised his head, his cheeks were pink, and he said, "Huh?"

Wen Xingyun glanced at Fan Li with a smile, it was a bit long.

Fan Li saw that his eyes were the same as the early morning when they first met, with slightly red eyes, with a faint moist light, and he was smiling, but with tiredness and patience.

Fan Li sent Wen Xingyun out, and they walked slowly to the elevator door together.

Lin Xiaowan reluctantly asked him why he was leaving so soon, but he didn't follow him to see him off, instead he opened the door and went back to the kitchen to wash the cups and dishes.

On the way, Wen Xingyun lowered his head, sighed softly, and said, "I originally wanted to stay at your house again tonight."

"I……"

"Tomorrow is Saturday."

"Huh?" Fan Li looked bewildered.

"The weather forecast is sunny, 22 degrees." Wen Xingyun looked into his eyes and said.

"Are you free?" Wen Xingyun smiled slightly.

"I'm free." Fan Li understood, nodded his head, and then nodded again, "I'm free every day."

Wen Xingyun stretched his brows and eyes, as if he was relieved, glanced at the direction of the Fan family, and asked softly, "Where's that girl?"

"She leaves at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

After Fan Li finished speaking, he felt that the tone was not right, and added: "I was still sleeping at that time, so I couldn't send her off."

"Ah... so hard." Wen Xingyun nodded lightly, "Then let's go to City F together tomorrow, shall we?"

"Okay. Where?"

Fan Li didn't think about it, even if Wen Xingyun wanted him to go abroad, he would have no objection, let alone a neighboring city that was only an hour's drive away...even though it was his hometown.

"Go to the botanical garden and have a picnic, okay?"

"can."

"I'll see you again tomorrow?"

"Ah."

After walking back to his home from the elevator door, Fan Li once again experienced the feeling of stepping on a cloud.

Pies falling from the sky seem real and unreal.

As for the small doubts and troubles I had before, I don't want to think about it for the time being.

After returning home, I saw Lin Xiaowan squatting beside the packed suitcase and looking at his mobile phone.The light of the mobile phone reflected a beautiful face with unclear emotions, which seemed complicated.

Hearing Fan Li's footsteps approaching, she raised her head and said to him, "Our studio is moving to Dali."

Fan Li squatted down with her, "Dali is a good place."

Lin Xiaowan sighed, "Yes, but I won't be able to come and play with you often."

"Uh..." Fan Li looked at the DSLR in her box in a daze, a little out of his mind, and didn't pay much attention to what she said.

"Fan Li." Lin Xiaowan suddenly turned his body sideways, was talking to him, and called his name seriously.

"What?" Fan Li looked up at her, confused.

"I just realized that you are very good-looking." Lin Xiaowan smiled.

"..."

"Stupid."

"..." Fan Li had complicated eyes and complicated emotions.

"That's the expression! It's the same as when I was a child!" Lin Xiaowan clapped his hands happily, "He's so innocent, so cute."

Fan Li stood up and muttered in a low voice, "What the hell is that description?"

"It's true." Lin Xiaowan also stood up, raised his head slightly to look up at him, the smile in his eyes faded, and he became serious, "When you are by Wen Xingyun's side, you are very harmonious."

Fan Li pursed his lips, speechless.

There was a brief silence between the two.

Then, Lin Xiaowan said melancholy: "I will leave early tomorrow morning, and I don't have time to go out with you."

Fan Li patted her on the shoulder lightly and told her, "You...be careful."

Lin Xiaowan's eyes fell on the hand he patted, and he said softly: "Can we contact again?"

Fan Li was taken aback, "Of course."

This answer is the standard answer.

But not a real answer.

Late at night.

Fan Li was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping on the sofa in the living room.

Lin Xiaowan sleeps in the bedroom, on his newly bought small bed with hidden drawers.

She should be fast asleep, but he is still awake.

He thought of the past many years, when he graduated from primary school, middle school, university, internship, and resigned from the company, every time he said goodbye to a friend he knew at that time, the other party would say something similar to him: keep in touch in the future.

And his answer was always: Of course.

The tone and expression are serious, but in the heart, you don't need to think about it, you know what will happen in the future.

He is easy to get along with and rarely rejects people, but he is passive and does not take the initiative to contact people. After a long distance, his passivity becomes indifferent in the eyes of others.

After a long time, the friends who were once familiar have become the profile pictures of WeChat friends who are basically never clicked on.

Although it's not like I don't want to click on it.

He remembered when Wen Xingyun said he was selling the house.

At that time, he was startled, but he didn't think why he was so scared.

Now I suddenly understand.

Because judging by his personality, if Wen Xingyun moved away, and he didn't have the financial resources to follow him to the next mansion, then they would gradually weaken their relationship... In the end, they would return to the relationship of strangers.

So, do you need to be proactive?

Forget it, as far as the current situation is concerned, responsiveness is enough.

He was always there when he was looking for him, and this was the greatest initiative he could do.

All he wants is a friendship that lasts as long as possible.

The idea is so conservative, yes...

But sleeping on a sofa that someone has slept on, on a pillow that someone has slept on, wrapped in a quilt that someone has wrapped, and holding a warm water bag in his hand...

Fan Li's whole body began to heat up slowly.

The cheeks that rubbed against the pillow from lying on the side were a little burned, and the palms and backs of the hands were also constantly oozing fine sweat.

There is a lingering image in my mind——

After he got up that morning, he came to the sofa. Wen Xingyun was still asleep, lying on his side, but his sleeping position was not good, his hands were outside the quilt, the neckline of the dark green pajamas was slanted open, revealing a small piece of snow-white chest, and the beautiful left clavicle.

At that time, he involuntarily stretched out his hand to approach, and only woke up when he almost touched it. Instead, he gently lifted his hand, put it into the quilt, and then carefully tucked the quilt back.

Fan Li suddenly curled up under the quilt.

After standing still for more than ten seconds, he lifted the quilt, got up and walked to the restaurant, opened the refrigerator, took out a glass of ice water, and drank it all in one gulp.