come to my house to sleep

8.

When Wen Xingyun entered the door, he brought a cloud of cold air.

Fan Li was frozen, "Is it cold outside?"

"Well, it's cooling down again."

Wen Xingyun put a paper bag in his hand on the coffee table and opened it, looked around, "Where is the rabbit?"

Inside the paper bag were all kinds of dark, light, large, small, round, long... carrots.

Xiao Hu, who was sleeping in the corner of the sofa, woke up, and was held by Wen Xingyun and gnawed on the baby's finger radish. His eyes were about to close, his head was biting, and he looked very sleepy but still wanted to eat.

Fan Li poured hot water for Wen Xingyun, and sat down beside him on the sofa.

His eyes stopped for a while on the mug with green glaze and gold lettering on the desk, and he talked about the cafe.

Fan Li said, "I won't dare to go next time if you're like this."

Now with the addition of carrots, it is no longer known who owes whom more.

It also feels like this is just the beginning.

Wen Xingyun stopped looking at the rabbit, and raised his head to look at him, with a look of incomprehension, "Why? My other friends wish they could go there every day with this kind of treatment."

other friends?All?Fan Li was silent.

Wen Xingyun smiled, and said in a soft tone: "This store has just opened, the location is not good, and there are few customers, so can you help out more? I'll ask you to be my trustee."

"If fans know that you drove it..."

"No, no, no, I can't open a store and rely on fans, I have to be self-reliant... even if it goes bankrupt."

"Oh." Fan Li didn't know what to say, so he changed the subject, "Haven't you been filming recently?"

Wen Xingyun sighed, "There's no filming, I'm tired..."

Fan Li was speechless.

Wen Xingyun added: "So I'm getting poorer, and I'm busy selling houses recently."

Fan Li had a shocked face.

Wen Xingyun smiled, "Somewhere else."

"Oh." Fan Li was relieved, and whispered: "Then you can just give others free bills."

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. And you're no one else."

"..."

"It's my neighbor. Neighborhood is very important."

"..." Fan Li changed the subject again, "I watched a movie not long ago, and you were in it."

Wen Xingyun looked like he didn't want to talk more, and played with the rabbit with a carrot, "Yeah."

By accident, Fan Li opened Douban and showed him the movie review page, "They all praise you."

Indeed, they were all positive reviews, but what Wen Xingyun saw at a glance were those words and phrases that he had heard callused on countless occasions: handsome, beautiful, facial features... vases.

He chuckled, "Sure enough, I still don't have any acting skills..."

He stopped holding the carrot, and bit his empty mustache. No matter how good-looking he was, he stretched out his paw impatiently and patted the back of his white hand.

He held the rabbit's paw gently, with a faint smile on his face.

Fan Li put the phone back annoyed, and after tangling and tangling, he whispered to himself: "Beauty is a scarce resource...especially at your level."

Wen Xingyun was stunned, and looked at him with a look he had never seen before.

"Pleasing the eyes is a rare and precious experience." Fan Li looked serious, "Looks are also part of acting skills."

"What nonsense."

"It's not a fallacy... Positive externality, positive externality, do you understand?"

"But I will grow old."

Wen Xingyun lowered his eyes, although he was still smiling lightly, but the profile of his face looked particularly depressed.

Fan Li couldn't help holding his hand holding the rabbit's paw, "No, good-looking people are good-looking even when they are old... Good-looking people are better-looking than unattractive people when they are old."

Seeing his serious and nervous appearance, Wen Xingyun couldn't help laughing.

At first it was fluttering, and then it turned into hahahaha, leaning back on the sofa, covering his mouth and laughing so hard that he could not stop coughing twice before he could speak: "You know what? My little trick."

Fan Li blushed, extremely embarrassed, "What?"

"Basically no one scolds me on the Internet." Wen Xingyun laughed enough, and sat upright facing him, "Because every time I say that I am not good, others will say that I am good... In the past It’s the same for reporters, I finish everything they want to hurt me before I say it, and then hahahaha... Hey, it’s really cool."

Fan Li's expression froze and he didn't make a sound.

Wen Xingyun waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Uh, are you angry?"

Without making a sound, Fan Li lifted Xiao Hu from his arms, put him into the rabbit nest in the corner of the house, and closed the door to prevent it from coming out again.

Wen Xingyun had no choice but to put down the half-eaten carrot in his hand, stood up from the sofa, and walked to the front of the bookshelf, "Can I read your book?"

Seeing that he was about to reach the rightmost column of the bookshelf, Fan Li seemed to be frightened, grabbed a pillow and stuffed it in the space of that column.

Wen Xingyun also seemed to be frightened, he took one step back, two steps back, until he reached the door.

Fan Li stood by the bookshelf, anxious and annoyed, but unable to speak.

The hand that was stretched out to open the door was withdrawn, Wen Xingyun turned around, with a disappointed expression on his face, and said to Fan Li: "I don't want to go home."

"Ok?"

"My wife and wife are deserted and deserted." Wen Xingyun smiled at him, begging with a voice, "Can I sleep at your place tonight? Just sleep on the sofa."