come to my house to sleep

27.

afternoon six days later.

Fan Li bought some flowers, fruits, and ingredients, left his small house, went upstairs, unlocked and opened the door smoothly, and entered Wen's house.

Open the blackout curtains and let the sunlight shine on the white dining table in front of the window and on the gerbera in the glass vase on the table.

Then I made a pot of mint green tea, cut a platter of strawberry, mango and honeydew melon, and put it on the table.

Finally, he turned on the stereo and played his recommended playlist for the day. He also sat down, ate and drank, and looked at the city scenery outside the window.

Wen Xingyun said that he would go home at six or seven o'clock, and he would wait for him.

Ten minutes passed happily.

Fan Li suddenly heard the doorbell. He was pleasantly surprised at first, then strange... It was only four o'clock, did Wen Xingyun come back so early, but he didn't need to ring the doorbell to go back to his own home.

Fan Li put down his teacup, walked to the door, and looked out through the peephole.After seeing it, I was stunned.

Standing outside the door is a... young girl.

She has short hair, a small face, and a clean and beautiful face. She is wearing a white turtleneck sweater, a white lapel windbreaker, and a belt. She has a very slim and beautiful figure.In his hand is a small white leather bag, elegant and low-key.She has a good temperament. At first glance, she looks like a young lady raised by a rich and educated family.

But that face was unfamiliar.Fan Li had never seen her in the public media or in Wen Xingyun's life scenes.

He hesitated until the second doorbell rang before slowly opening the door.

The door opened and she appeared in front of him. Only then did he realize that she was still tall, estimated to be over 1.7 meters tall, not a few centimeters shorter than him, and wearing high heels, she could almost look him straight.

Before Fan Li could speak, he felt inexplicable pressure.

It may be because the girl has no expression on her face, like an iceberg beauty, she frowned when she saw him.

"Is Xingyun at home?" She bypassed Fan Li and walked into Wen's house.

"Not here. He'll be back in the evening. Are you?"

Fan Li replied, remembering that Wen Xingyun's adoptive parents had two daughters, who were his sisters.But he had seen photos of those two older sisters before, they looked very ordinary, not so pretty...

"Tan Xiaoyun, Xingyun's girlfriend." The girl walked to the center of the living room, heard the music and saw the scene of the dining table, stopped, and looked back at Fan Li, "Are you his new life assistant?"

Fan Li's mind went blank for a moment, he collected himself, went to turn off the music on the table, and turned his back to her and said, "I'm his friend."

Hearing the voice carefully, there was a slight tremor.

"Oh." Tan Xiaoyun sat down at the dining table, put down her bag, and poked a creamy strawberry with a silver fork to eat, "I haven't heard him mention you."

Fan Li looked at her, suddenly his eyes were a little sour, and he really wanted to say something, but in the end he just sat down next to her, put his hands on the glass teapot, lowered his head and said, "Do you want tea?"

"I can't drink tea." Tan Xiaoyun looked around, as if she hadn't been here for a long time, and loosened her belt with her hands, "I'm pregnant. I can't drink coffee either. Give me a glass of milk."

Hearing this, Fan Li's hand on the glass teapot trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at her abdomen.Such a slender waist that is so gracefully grasped, there is no bulging at all.

She suddenly laughed, touched her belly, and said to him very gently: "It's only been three months, I can't tell."

She smiled so beautifully that Fan Li lost his mind for a moment, and even felt that she and Wen Xingyun really looked like a couple.

But...he felt that he was going to explode, and he had never been emotionally unstable before, so he tried his best to calm down and said in a relatively calm tone: "Wen Xingyun never said that he has a girlfriend. And you are pregnant, why don't you get married? "

"You don't believe it?" Tan Xiaoyun opened her eyes wide, looking very shocked, took out her mobile phone from her small white leather bag, and showed him the photo album, "I'm really his girlfriend."

In the photo, it is a very warm family scene. A middle-aged couple is sitting on a brown leather sofa. Wen Xingyun and Tan Xiaoyun are sitting on either side of them. All four of them are smiling, just like a family portrait.

Fan Li looked at it, and he recognized that the middle-aged couple were the adoptive parents who appeared in Wen Xingyun's encyclopedia photo album, and as a professional painter, he could tell that the photos had no P.

Tan Xiaoyun turned to the next photo, which was a childhood photo of her and Wen Xingyun, both of them were about ten years old, wearing summer clothes and eating watermelons in an old-fashioned kitchen.Behind them, Wen Xingyun's young adoptive mother was cutting watermelon, looking back at them with a smile.

Tan Xiaoyun looked at Fan Li with a serious look: "We grew up together. If you don't believe me, you can ask Aunt Jiang." After a pause, her expression became a little weird, "Are you really Xingyun's friend?"

Fan Li's mood was too complicated. When he heard this question, he laughed out loud and said in a broken tone, "Of course. Otherwise, why would he let me live in his house."

Tan Xiaoyun finally realized that Fan Li's state was not quite right, and looked at him thoughtfully.

"I'll get you milk." Fan Li couldn't sit next to her any longer, so he got up and left, wanting to hide alone and calm down for a while.

He walked into the kitchen, stood in front of the open refrigerator, and stared at the beverage cans neatly arranged like supermarket display racks in a daze.

There was no milk in it, so he didn't look for milk, he just stared blankly for a while.But after staying for only 2 minutes, he heard movement outside.

The room is very quiet because there are few partitions and no music.The sound of the combination lock being pressed, the sound of the key opening the door, and the sound of high-heeled shoes walking quickly all reached his ears clearly.

Wen Xingyun returned home early, in a good mood, and there was a smile on his face when he opened the door and came in.

But when he saw clearly who was coming up, he couldn't laugh anymore, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Why are you here?" He looked at Tan Xiaoyun in surprise.

"I miss you." Tan Xiaoyun took his travel bag and hung it aside, hugging his arms with both hands, "Baby misses you too."

Wen Xingyun smiled reluctantly, pulled her hand away and held it, and said, "You came here alone? It's too unsafe. You'd better go home quickly. I'll see you off."

After finishing speaking, Wen Xingyun stopped going into the house, took out the car keys from the travel bag, and stood by the door waiting for her.

"Yeah." Tan Xiaoyun had no choice but to take her bag and walk back to him, "I can't help it. You haven't gone back for a long time."

"My fault. I've been a little busy recently." Wen Xingyun half hugged and half supported her to go out, "I will try to take as much time as possible to go back in the future."

The voices of men and women disappeared, and the sound of the door closing again sounded.Fan Li in front of the refrigerator could hear it.

Fearing that Wen Xingyun would come back soon, Fan Li hurried back to the dining table to pick up his canvas bag and planned to leave.

He touched the key in the bag, hesitated for a few seconds, took it out, and put it on the table.

As for the fruit and tea on the table, he should have packed them up and taken them away without leaving a trace.But this time I suddenly don't want to care about it, so be it, the important thing is to leave quickly.

After closing the door, Fan Li stood outside Wen's house, staying for a while.The mood at this moment is very different from the mood when I came here not long ago.

He went downstairs and returned to his home, numbly took out the spare mobile phone from the desk drawer, and put it in his pocket.Then turn off the mobile phone you use every day and put it in the drawer.

Then I took the wallet with the card and cash, took nothing with me, and left the house as if I were going for a simple walk.

After getting on the car to F City, he looked at the street scene receding at a constant speed, and smiled bitterly.

Say a word to oneself in the heart:

Evasion is shameful but useful.