come to my house to sleep

12.

The weather was really nice the next day.

On the way to drive to F city, the ginkgo trees on both sides of the road are golden, and the leaves are falling under the blue sky and sunlight.

Fan Li was sitting in the passenger seat, looking sideways out of the window, unwilling to blink.He said softly as if he was afraid of disturbing the peaceful scenery: "It seems to be back to autumn...I like autumn the most."

Wen Xingyun gracefully controlled the steering wheel, looked softly at the road ahead, and said with emotion: "The autumn is finally returning to the light, and the temperature will drop soon. This winter is said to be colder than last year."

Fan Li hummed, and took out his mobile phone to take a small video of the receding scenery outside the window.

Wen Xingyun went on to say: "I also like autumn the most. Autumn is the most suitable for travel."

Fan Li finished filming the video, put down his phone, heard his words, suddenly thought of something, hesitantly said: "Autumn trip?"

Wen Xingyun raised his eyebrows, smiled, showing his white teeth, looked at him and nodded, and said, "Yes."

Fan Li also laughed.

The botanical garden is in the suburbs. As a local, Fan Li only came here once in elementary school, and it is already very strange to see him again.

As an outsider, Wen Xingyun seemed to be more familiar with him. After buying the ticket, he entered through the side door, avoided the crowd, and led him up the mountain.

Not far after entering, there was an old oak tree that covered the sky, one after another, Wen Xingyun walked unhurriedly, and looked at them with very kind eyes, as if greeting them one by one.

Then enter a birch forest, the branches of the trees are straight, towering into the clouds, and the branches and leaves are still green. The afternoon sun leaks down, and the forest is intertwined with light and dark, making people feel like they are in an oil painting.

Seeing Wen Xingyun's long-lost expression, Fan Li couldn't help asking him: "Do you come here often?"

While speaking, he stepped on a dead tree branch and almost fell down. Wen Xingyun had quick eyes and quick hands, supported his back, and then walked out of the woods in a half-supporting and half-embracing posture, explaining to him:

"I only came here once six or seven years ago to film the MV of the debut song. I liked the environment here very much at the time, and I told the members that I would come here often...but I have never been free."

"Then one year, we went to Fontainebleau Forest to record a special episode of life. I saw oak trees, birch trees, lawn clearings, forest paths, and springs. I thought of this place again. In fact, it is more beautiful there, and there are palaces and palaces. There are only ordinary ancient buildings made of stone and wood here. But I still like it here.

"I didn't expect to come here for the second time now."

When he said the last sentence, Wen Xingyun stopped, turned his head and smiled at Fan Li.

After hearing so much from him, Fan Li hurriedly recorded, stored, digested and analyzed it, but his response was only a nod of approval, "Yes."

Then he continued in his heart: "And it's with me."

Wen Xingyun led Fan Li to walk along a path, and after bypassing a large cactus forest taller than a person, he found a small piece of grass.

He put the suitcase he had been carrying under the oak tree, then opened it, took out a small long blanket and a small square blanket, and spread them on the ground.

The two sat down on the long blanket.

Fan Li felt a little uneasy sitting there. When Wen Xingyun was spreading the blanket just now, he seemed to have seen some remarkable label on the side under the lifted blanket, but Wen Xingyun looked as usual, and meticulously spread the blanket evenly and completely. Flatten and press down like you would a regular tablecloth from the supermarket.

Fan Li had no choice but to pretend not to care, opened his canvas bag, and took out two bottles of water and a box of rice balls that he brought.

And in the short time when he lowered his head and rummaged through the bag to get something, a magical change occurred on the square blanket in front of him.

When he raised his head again, he stared blankly.

A three-tiered English afternoon tea snack stand, with almond shortbread, sandwiches, jam and scones placed on small white plates from top to bottom.

Next to the snack stand are two small white bowls containing a colorful salad with chickpeas and baby potatoes.

Next to it are two bottles of drinking water in glass bottles and two cans of Coke in long cans.There are also paper drawers, and empty folding cartons for recycling food.

But Wen Xingyun didn't care about this for the time being, and placed a small electric ceramic stove in the corner of the square blanket, charged it with a mobile power supply, and was brewing coffee with a glass beaker.

Fan Li's eyes wandered over the conjured things one by one, and finally stared blankly at his hand stirring the coffee with the silver spoon.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Xingyun turned his head and smiled, "It's a pity that you can't use an open fire, and you can't drink alcohol, otherwise I want to make Irish coffee."

Fan Li's sluggish state has not completely passed: "..."

Wen Xingyun pointed to a small wooden pot and several blue and white porcelain cups by the stove with his eyes, and asked him, "Do you drink coffee or tea?"

Fan Li couldn't think at all, subconsciously said: "Tea."

Wen Xingyun gave the brewed tea to Fan Li, propped the grass next to him through the blanket with one hand, and drank coffee with a glass cup in the other. He looked up at the sky and found that the sun was shining a little. He squinted his eyes and asked Fan Li: "Do you want to drink coffee?" Umbrella?"

Fan Li was drinking tea and eating rice balls, "Huh?"

Wen Xingyun explained: "An umbrella like half a tent."

Fan Li felt that the warmth of the sun was just right, and also felt sorry to see Wen Xingyun busy by himself, so he shook his head, "No need, it's fine now."

"Well," Wen Xingyun had no objection, put down his half-drunk coffee, and took a rice ball from Fan Li's crisper box, "I also brought steak and red wine, do you want it?"

"Just eat these!" Fan Li almost rushed to answer, then slowed down and said, "Why did you bring so many things, aren't you tired?"

"It's actually not heavy, it's made of relatively light materials, and it can be disassembled and folded," Wen Xingyun said with a smile, "It's mainly because I enjoy my things."

"It's so good at enjoying." Fan Li thought, if he wasn't tired, it would be true.

What Wen Xingyun didn't say was that in the past all these were prepared by his assistant, he didn't have to worry about anything, it was very easy.

This time, try to do it yourself, in fact, it is quite interesting.

After eating almost all the food on the square blanket, Wen Xingyun took out a small black speaker and a wooden kalimba from the box.

He held two things and asked Fan Li: "Want to listen to music or should I play this?"

"..." Fan Li was really dumbfounded, and after a while he said, "You can do whatever you like."

"I like this." Wen Xingyun put down the speaker, picked up the kalimba, and slid his thumb across the metal pick, bringing out a crisp sound, "The sound is ethereal and clean, and it sounds very comfortable."

Fan Li didn't know anything about musical instruments, so he just nodded in agreement, "Yeah."

Wen Xingyun played a nice song from their group.

In just three to five minutes, they sat quietly side by side on the grass under the trees in the forest, listening to the sound of the piano and the wind.

But suddenly I heard the sound of someone talking from a distance, the voice of a girl talking and laughing in a small novel. After a moment of silence, someone gave a low cry, and then chatted livelyly again, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer.

Wen Xingyun's ears are sensitive, and he vaguely heard two words: the name of the song he played this autumn.

He stopped his fingers playing the piano, frowned, and followed the prestige.

Walking out from behind the cactus forest was a young man wearing glasses and a little girl in a pink skirt who he was leading.

The little girl looked around with her eyes, and soon saw Wen Xingyun, fixed her eyes on the kalimba in his hand, ran over happily, and said, "This is it!"

The little girl's skin was pale and rosy, her big eyes were flickering, she threw herself to Wen Xingyun's side, hugged his arm, raised her head longingly and asked, "Brother, can you play for me?"

Wen Xingyun's body froze slightly, and he raised his head to meet the young man's apologetic eyes. He held the corner of his mouth, put the piano in the girl's little hand, and said with a gentle smile, "Give it to you."

The little girl was so happy that she jumped up and hugged his neck, and said loudly, "Thank you brother!"

Then ran back to find the young man with the piano: "Look, Dad!"

The young man picked up the little girl, and said to Wen Xingyun apologetically before leaving, "I'm sorry...thank you."

"It's okay." Wen Xingyun bent the corner of his lower lip and said no more.

The father and daughter left and walked into the sunny birch forest.

Wen Xingyun took a sip of water and asked Fan Li, "Shall we go? Or should we sit down for a while?"

Fan Li was about to answer when he was interrupted by a female voice suddenly appearing behind him——

"Ah, Xingyun! It's really Xingyun!"

"Ah, isn't it Yin Che?"

"Brother Yun, why are you here?!"

"What a coincidence, my God!"

"Woooooooooo Rainbow Dash, I like you so much..."

Three or four girls in blue and white school uniforms emerged from behind the cactus forest and ran up to them, chatting excitedly.

After calming down a little, they said that they came here because of the weekend homework arranged by the teacher... They are really grateful to the teacher.

Another person asked Wen Xingyun with genuine doubts why he wasn't with Yin Che.

Fan Li has long been petrified, at a loss.

Wen Xingyun looked at the girl who asked the question at the end, and guessed that she should be studying in a nearby junior high school. He was a little ringing in his ears from the noise, and he didn't speak for a while, until he saw the girl took out her mobile phone and planned to take a picture.

"Wait a minute." Wen Xingyun made a stop gesture, stood up, walked around the square blanket, walked in front of them, and said softly, "Don't take pictures, okay?"

With a gentle smile, he said earnestly, "My friend is an ordinary person, and he was frightened. I'm afraid he won't come out with me next time."

The girls stood in front of him, only one step away, looked up at his face, and nodded in a daze, "Okay..."

Wen Xingyun smiled, leaned over on the square blanket and took a cardboard box containing blueberry scones and almond shortbread, then turned around and handed it to them, "Thank you, treat you to dessert."

After letting go, he kept smiling and waved, "Goodbye."

The girls had no choice but to leave reluctantly, turning around every step of the way, and saying again and again: "Goodbye..."

When Wen Xingyun talked to them, his voice was very low.

Fan Li was behind him and didn't hear a word.

All I could see was the already familiar slight tiredness and patience resurfaced in his gentle smile.

Whether he was treating the little girl before or these female students, his attitude was gentle, polite, and even friendly.

But also alienated.

The sound temperature feels low.

After the girls left, Wen Xingyun returned to Fan Li and sat down, leaning back on the grass with his hands, facing the sun and staring blankly for a while.

Soon, as if he had rested, he turned his head and smiled at Fan Li, took out a small handful of hazelnuts from his jacket pocket, and said, "That little girl just now is so cute, just give these to her too... Seriously Yes, thank God, she calls me brother."

Fan Li couldn't help laughing, "Yes."

Then, Fan Li lowered his head, started packing the things on the square blanket, and said softly, "Let's go back."

He was already a little unclear whether Wen Xingyun's smile at him was the same as that at others, and whether it was because of unfamiliarity and politeness that he needed to pull himself together.

All he wanted to do now was go down the mountain, past the birch forests and old oaks, past the ginkgo trees along the road outside the car window.

Because he was sure that at those times, Wen Xingyun was truly relaxed.

On the way back, there was silence between the two of them. After a long, long time, neither of them spoke first.

It wasn't until entering City C that Wen Xingyun stopped at a long red light, and Wen Xingyun suddenly said, "Actually, there aren't many people today."

Fan Li hummed, and from the corner of his eye, he saw that he lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and looked a little helpless and troubled.

Then, I heard him say softly: "I don't like crowds."