come to my house to sleep

13.

Fan Li didn't have a car, and when he parked with Wen Xingyun, he found that the garage was quite empty, but those cars were all beautiful, brand new, with various brand logos, similar to those in magazines and auto shows.

He sighed: "There are so few cars here."

Wen Xingyun unfastened his seat belt, leaned forward, smiled at him at a close distance, and said, "It's all mine."

"..." Fan Li changed his words, "That's a lot."

He got out of the car, took Wen Xingyun's suitcase off, and helped him pull it, and found that it was indeed not too heavy.

Take it in the elevator.So he carried a canvas bag and a suitcase, while Wen Xingyun folded his arms in front of the mirror with his hands empty.

When the elevator was about to reach the sixteenth floor, Wen Xingyun suddenly said to him: "Go to my house?"

Without waiting for an answer, he glanced at his own box that Fan Li held in his hand, and said with a smile, "Help me put things away."

Fan Li couldn't help but squeezed the handle of the box tightly, and said, "Okay."

This is Fan Li's first time going up to the 18th floor and entering Wen's house.

The first feeling after entering the door: it is so big and empty, like an airport.

Then the line of sight was attracted by the terribly long floor-to-ceiling windows, put down the box and walked over, lowered the head, and saw the river, mountains and cities from near to far.

Behind him, Wen Xingyun saw the sun shining into the house through the window, shining on him who was wearing a white sweater and blue jeans, there was a novelty in his eyes, and he paused for a long time.

"Fan Li," Wen Xingyun suddenly called him after a while, and walked to the side of the long window, "The house is too bright, I like it darker...Can I close the curtains?"

"can."

After getting the consent, Wen Xingyun smiled and pressed two buttons one after another.

The heavy curtains made a soft sound, covering all the floor-to-ceiling windows at a uniform speed, blocking all the sunlight outside without leaving a trace.

While the room was slowly darkening, new light sources gradually lit up on the four walls of the ceiling, illuminating the color of the three walls, which was dark blue with some fluorescent flickering.

Like an ocean with glowing jellyfish beneath the surface.

But the light in the center of the house they are in is dark, like the sea at night not far from the lighthouse.

The time was approaching dusk, and there should soon be a scene of sunset and sunset outside the window, but Wen Xingyun chose to go directly into the evening.

Fan Li raised his head slightly, watching the light flow on the wall, like the dark waves of the sea, and was fascinated for a while.

This is completely different from what he saw on the show before.

"Look," Wen Xingyun pulled his arm, and took him to see the plants on the wooden shelf in the corner, "Aloe vera, cactus. Just like your home."

Fan Li watched without making a sound, thinking to himself: It is much more advanced than my family.The ones at my house look like those bought in ordinary flower shops, and yours look like sea creatures.

His eyes wandered, and he saw many transparent shelves on the lower half of the right wall, and the shelves were full of large and small photo frames.

Most of them are dark and cool-toned landscapes, and there are many plants and animals. The portraits only occupy a very small part. If you look closely, they are either from the back or passers-by.

"Do you like photography?"

"Ah."

Suddenly, I saw a painting that was not a photo, black rectangular paper, light silver pencil drawing, three people were drawn, two gentle and smiling young men and women, embracing a little boy in school uniform with ignorant eyes in the middle.

The simple line drawing is a little childish and naive, but also very spiritual and beautiful.

Fan Li looked carefully and found three words written on the clothes of the three people: Tao, Jiang, and Wen.

He froze.

Wen Xingyun said beside him: "I adopt my parents."

He looked at Wen Xingyun.

Wen Xingyun explained with a smile: "It was drawn when I was adopted by them in the fifth grade of elementary school. It has been many years."

"Yeah." Fan Li thought of the encyclopedia information about Wen Xingyun, and it was right, but there were no photos of his adoptive parents there, but the relationship seemed to be fine.

He thought about it again, and asked again: "Is there no photo?"

Wen Xingyun laughed, and said, "I only lived with them in the fifth and sixth grades. I lived on campus for six years in junior high and high school, and made my debut in the third year of high school."

Fan Li needed to digest the amount of information, and looked back on the wooden frame, and found that there were silver-gray numbers displayed in the air next to the potted aloe vera plant. After looking carefully, he saw that it was a transparent electronic clock. He couldn't help but say: "This looks great."

Wen Xingyun nodded, "It's a gift from Yin Che. I like transparent things."

It was the first time Fan Li heard him mention Yin Che directly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said again: "I'm a little thirsty...do you have anything to drink?"

"There is a refrigerator. Come and get it."

Wen Xingyun took him to the open kitchen and opened the refrigerator door.

Fan Li saw at a glance that there were so many drink bottles inside. Black, light gray, and white glass bottles with wrapping paper were neatly arranged in three grids. The words exposed on the front of each bottle were exactly the same. The spacing between them is exactly the same, which is more supermarket display rack than supermarket display rack.

Fan Li couldn't break their neatness with his hands, and faced them silently.

"Plain water, soda water, lemonade, what do you like?"

The refrigerator was too cold, and Fan Li wanted to drink warm water. He asked, "Is there a water dispenser?"

"In my room."

With that said, Wen Xingyun left the kitchen, returned to the living room, and gently pushed open a barn door in front of the wall opposite the photo wall.

When Fan Li got closer, he realized that the place with the same color as the wall was a wooden barn door.

The door opened, revealing a spacious and tidy bedroom. There was only a floor-to-ceiling white large bed, and a white marble round low table with the same texture as the floor beside the bed.

On the low table is a transparent water dispenser similar in design to an electronic clock.

Wen Xingyun poured him a glass of 50-degree 200ml water and said with a smile: "This is also a gift from Yin Che, he endorses this brand."

When Fan Li took the glass and drank water, he asked him again: "Do you want it?"

Fan Li shook his head hastily, choked on the water, covered his mouth with the back of his hand and coughed a few times, and lowered his head to see a white square paper box placed a few feet below the white marble.

There was nothing else in the bedroom, and the two of them left after taking water.

When Wen Xingyun closed the barn door, Fan Li stood outside the door, looked around, and asked, "How many bedrooms do you have here?"

"two."

Farley saw another, smaller barn door on the left, and asked, "Is this here?"

"Yeah." Wen Xingyun nodded, but he didn't intend to show him around, so he changed direction and walked forward, "I'm going to get some wine."

The two were sitting on the couch in the center of the extremely spacious living room. On the white oval marble coffee table in front of the sofa were several bottles of red wine and two goblets.

Wen Xingyun had already drunk most of the bottle, and filled his own cup again. He raised his glass and smiled at Fan Li, before continuing to drink.

Wen Xingyun kept smiling, gentle, confused, and didn't speak, wondering if he was drunk.

Fan Li only drank a third of the cup, and his face was so hot that he patted it with his hands, as if he had a fever. He got up in a daze, "I'm going to wash my face."

"The bathroom is over there." Wen Xingyun pointed in the direction, "A new towel is prepared for you."

When Fan Li came back after washing his face, he was much more awake. He saw Wen Xingyun lying on his back on the sofa, his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were still, his lips were slightly parted, the color of his lips was as red as red wine, and the smell of wine in his breath was light and fragrant Tempting.

Wen Xingyun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were very clear, he saw Fan Li standing in front of him, he straightened up, stretched out his hands to pinch Fan Li's plain face after washing, tilted his head slightly, and said in a puzzled tone: "Why is your skin so good?"

When the warm fingers touched the freshly cooled skin, Fan Li felt as if something exploded in his head, and immediately backed away to avoid it, and fell heavily on the sofa.

Wen Xingyun squeezed his hands empty, turned to look at him with a depressed face, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's more cleanliness than me."

Fan Li put his cheeks in his hands, looked at the wine bottle in front of him and said, "Do you have a cleanliness?"

Wen Xingyun withdrew his hand and held his chin, "Yes."

"Then why are you still filming scenes in the mud, cutting rice and pulling radishes?"

"That's different, it's nature, no matter how dirty nature is, it's clean."

"Oh."

After a while of silence, Wen Xingyun picked up Fan Li's remaining half glass of wine and handed it to him, saying, "You finish drinking."

Fan Li didn't respond.

Wen Xingyun put down his wine glass and pushed his hand holding his chin, it was pushed away at once, and he fell sideways.

Wen Xingyun reached out to hug him in time, let him lie on his lap, and saw that his eyes were closed, his chest rose and fell slowly, and his breathing was even.

Wen Xingyun chuckled and said, "Drunk? Asleep?"

He gently put Fan Li down on the sofa, put a pillow on his head, got up and walked away, went to the storage room, and came back soon, with a camera in his hand.

Facing Fan Li's sleeping position with his arms bent and his legs curled up on his side, he took several photos from far and near from different angles, and finally he was satisfied. He sat down next to him, bowed his head and admired quietly.

Before appreciating it for a few seconds, Fan Li struggled to get up, his eyes were misty, and stared at him for a while, as if he didn't know where he was. After a long while, he got off the sofa and stood up, with his back to him, speaking clearly Sentence: "I'm going home."