come to my house to sleep

14.

After Fan Li left, Wen Xingyun became drunk, fell down in a daze on the spot where Fan Li had been lying, and fell into a deep sleep.

After waking up again, he went to open the curtains, and as expected, he saw the dark night sky with twinkling stars.

Then I looked at the electronic clock in the corner of the house, it was just past three o'clock in the morning.

After looking down at the camera in his hand and thinking for a while, he went to the study.

Turning on the floor lamp, I saw the long-lost bookshelf, desk, telephone, computer, printer, and fax machine.

He turned on the main power of all the equipment.

Connect the camera to the computer with a data cable, open the photo album, and enjoy photos one by one. When you see the most exciting one, stop and press the right button to print.

The printer buzzed and started to run, but suddenly stopped, the red light flashed, and the beeping sound of error reporting continued.

Wen Xingyun was startled, got up to check, pressed various buttons, restarted, checked and repaired on the computer... In the end, there was nothing he could do about it.

It's just broken.

With a long sigh, Wen Xingyun sat in a daze for a while, took out his mobile phone, dialed a short number, and got connected after three rings.

Him: "Are you asleep?"

Over there: "I was woken up by you when I fell asleep."

Him: "Are you home?"

Over there: "Yes, what's the matter, you want to come over?"

Him: "Do me a favor, now."

7 minute later.

The fax machine on Wen Xingyun's desk started to move, and slowly spit out a medium-sized color-printed photo.

He saw it, relaxed his expression, smiled, and gently picked it up with both hands.

The phone rang.

WeChat voice message.

He clicked on it and heard: "Are you a newcomer from which company? What do you want to do?"

The name of the person who sent the message is: Yin Che.

After listening, he replied to Yin Che in text: "Thank you."

He took the photo and left the study.

Go back to the bedroom and lie down on the bed.

It was cold in the middle of the night, so he covered himself with a quilt, lay on his side, and looked at the photos quietly with both hands.The expression under the moonlight was peaceful and smiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, I finally had enough, put the picture under the pillow, put my hand under the quilt, closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

But can't sleep.

Looking from behind, one could also see that the person in the quilt seemed to be moving, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

suddenly.

Wen Xingyun sat up from the bed, his face was flushed, his breathing was short of breath, his hair was messy, and his clothes were also messy.

He took a few minutes to catch his breath, then got out of bed, went straight to the bathroom, turned on the shower, turned on the cold water, undressed, and showered.

It was near dawn that he fell asleep again.

It is said that dreams before midnight are false, and dreams after midnight are real.

Wen Xingyun, who woke up shortly after falling asleep, confirmed this.

The brain is chaotic, but the feeling in the heart is very real.

That feeling of nervousness, fear, as if there is a string in the brain that is tightly stretched and will break when touched.

Even after more than ten years, I have a lot, but my heart will tighten in an instant, my breath will be held, and I will not dare to move.

In the dream is a familiar yet unfamiliar orphanage.

Dim lights, dilapidated furnishings, a group of timid children in sweaters and cotton trousers, whose faces were so red with frostbite that they had chilblains.

Their eyes were full of envy, and they stared straight at him who was taken away.

He followed the dean's aunt out to the corridor and stood in the cold wind.

The neatly dressed couple who chose him said they needed to discuss it again, walked half a corridor away, and started talking in a low voice.

During the conversation, I looked back at him twice.

Usually, he seldom speaks, does not make noise, and listens more to the sounds around him.Gradually the hearing is excellent.

The cold wind blew over what the two said, and he vaguely heard them all.

"There are such beautiful children in the orphanage..."

"It surprised me that……"

"It's so beautiful, I'm afraid it won't be easy to raise..."

"I don't like to talk..."

"Why don't you change it..."

"What do you think……"

"I still like him."

Wen Xingyun stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, took out a string of rosary beads from under the pillow, looked at it for a while in the dim light of dawn, and then held it tightly in his palm.

It was a string of Asura Bodhi, with an amber beeswax in the middle, and very small and fine scriptures were engraved on the beeswax.

I don't know what scripture it is.

It was past eight o'clock in the morning.

After sleeping for twelve hours, Fan Li felt refreshed and sat in his restaurant to have breakfast.

Fried steamed bun slices, duck breast, corn, spinach, nutritious and healthy.

While eating, he watched the show on his tablet.

It was a talk show. Wen Xingyun sat on the sofa with another actress, with a relaxed posture and expression, chatting with the hostess about new dramas and daily life.

The drama is an ordinary idol drama, he didn't say much.

The hostess seemed to know him very well, chatted about his new album, and praised that the solo song he wrote was very good.

After so many years, his timbre is still so gentle and clean, but his singing skills have improved a lot.

After being praised for singing, Wen Xingyun became obviously happy, and even brought up the topic himself, saying:

"I recently met a new friend...his voice is good, clear and cold, like ice mint water in summer."

Having said that, Wen Xingyun paused, raised his eyes, and smiled.

"But sometimes, when the tone is milder, it's like warm milk again."

"It's very comfortable and makes people want to talk to him every day... face to face."

Both the hostess and the actress were surprised that he suddenly said such a long sentence, and after listening to it, they were quiet for a while, and then asked him at the same time:

"Is it a girl?"

"Is it a singer?"

"It's not an insider," Wen Xingyun smiled and shook his head, "It's my neighbor."

"Ah," the actress suddenly realized, "your mansion."

The hostess also remembered, laughed and teased him, saying that the house was too big and lonely and wanted to move.

Then he brought the topic back to the TV series very professionally and asked the actress how she felt about filming with him.

The actress had a lot to say about it, gesturing and saying that he likes to be precise in everything he does, always carrying scales and food scales.

"Definitely OCD," the actress concluded.

In the second half of the video, Fan Li didn't watch it very seriously, and his mind stopped at what Wen Xingyun said before, it was unexpected, surprised, and...

Unexplainable happiness.

So he thought so.