Warm Burning [Net Matching]

Wen Bowen didn't even get angry when he heard that, he just hugged Du Ran's waist with his backhand.The movements are natural but without any other impurities.Something similar to the intuition of small animals tells Wen Bowen that Du Ran is in a bad mood, and very bad, so Wen Bowen hopes to make Du Ran feel better.

Unexpectedly, at the waist of the first floor, the arm was on a square box with sharp edges and corners.Wen Bowen asked curiously: "What is this?" Then the brat's nature was exposed, and he reached into Du Ran's pocket to take a look.Du Ran reluctantly picked up Wen Bowen's wrist, and brought the person facing him into his arms.

Wen Bowen's heart skipped a beat suddenly, he was so panicked that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.Pushing it away seems hypocritical, just hugging it like this... It doesn't seem appropriate.While Wen Bowen was thinking hard about how to deal with this situation, Du Ran had already looked at Wen Bowen's face carefully, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart, or as if he wanted to eat it directly.Wen Bowen panicked for no reason, like stepping on the edge of a cliff in a dream, only to find that he was still under the covers when he woke up.

He was afraid, but clearly felt safe again.Wen Bowen's poor EQ was obviously not enough.

I just vaguely felt what I was looking forward to.

He is waiting.

However, Du Ran slowly moved closer to his face, his scorching breathing could almost be heard rising and falling, but he said jokingly at the last second: "I guess I will start a job in City C next month, and you will be bullied in the future." Find someone to cry to."

Wen Bowen's face suddenly changed from red to white, and the fingers clasped around Du Ran's waist were terribly cold.

Du Ran felt something cold in the person in his arms.

"You think too much. No one in this world can live without him." Wen Bowen said in a straightforward tone while laughing at himself.With the polishing of dubbing exercises for radio dramas, the emotions can be more or less under control.Even if the mood is bad, at least the voice can be controlled.

"Yes, you have always been the only one who bullies others."

Seeing Wen Bowen's flat reaction, Du Ran felt somewhat uncomfortable, but he quickly adjusted.Originally, the paper on the window hadn't been pierced, so both of them were considered free agents.It is not too late to rein in the precipice, Amitabha is so good.Thoughts were a little chaotic, but Du Ran felt relieved.

At this time, the posture of the two seemed a little awkward, Du Ran loosened the arm around Wen Bowen, pointed to the oven: "Don't get confused." Wen Bowen hooked the corners of his mouth, and his voice was still steady: "Don't worry. "

Du Ran out of the kitchen, the sunshine in the early summer afternoon was neither too hot nor too cold, and shone into the room through the tulle curtains. The lines of the living room were still simple and bright. The light blue wallpaper was picked by Wen Bowen back then. He climbed the ladder to the wall.These details of ordinary life seem trivial and meaningless.Du Ran allowed his thoughts to be filled with these seemingly useless details.

People have to be emotional several times in a lifetime.But thinking is one thing, doing is another.Du Ran's casualness now is just thinking about it.

The ring box in his pocket seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, Du Ran went to his room and took it out, without even looking at it, he threw it into the drawer of the bedside table.Du Ran, Wen Bowen.The two men's rings were engraved with their names. When Du Ran got the rings, he could imagine Wen Bowen's stunned expression when he saw the rings.

It never occurred to him that a few months later after Wen Bowen left, he received a call from the landlord who gave him the ring together with the box.

"Such important things are left behind, do you still want to have a girlfriend?" The kind-hearted middle-aged man shook his head, young people nowadays, treat feelings like a game, and put things around, unlike they used to, A ring is a lifetime.It's okay to lose it. "If it wasn't for the uncle's careful cleaning, I would have made it easier for the little thief."

The house will not be rented out immediately, there are always gaps in the middle.At this time, the defense is loose, and it is very easy to recruit other things.Not to mention that there is no oil and water in the evacuated home, one is that the risk is small, and the other is that no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat

Wen Bowen was stunned there, his brain was running fast and he came to a conclusion almost intuitively, and then he quickly put on a thankful expression and took the box with both hands, saying thank you uncle.

When Wen Bowen held him in his hand, the box was already covered with a fine layer of dust.

To say that the concept created by this marketing is also powerful now, the diamond itself is the best case of global marketing, touting the small stones that were originally worthless as the sustenance of glory and affection, and then the upper-level company tightly clamped the diamond. The number of production sources has created a series of vague and somewhat shadowy standardized concepts called "clarity" and "cut", in order to reap huge profits on a global scale.

The ring on Wen Bowen's hand was bound by the jewelry company and his ID number.In other words, after Du Ran bought a ring from this company, he could no longer buy a second ring with the same ID card.

Women or the object of marriage proposal are often easily moved by this marketing model, and it is completely irrational to think that the suitor can change a company to buy another ring for another person.

Maybe they actually understand, but what is precious to them is not the uniqueness promised by this company, but the thought that their significant other wants to be with you forever.Even if the current relationship has been transformed into fast food, even talking about true feelings seems absurd, but the rarer things are, the more people cherish them-this scarcity is fundamentally different from the scarcity of upstream diamond companies that tighten production quantities.

Because people who treat you well in this world will miss one and miss one after all.

Of course, fortunately, the emotional idiot Wen Bowen knew nothing about these messy things, so what he faced was just a simple ring box and the ring inside.Opening the box, there were two ring slots, one of which was stuck with a men's ring, and the other ring slot was empty, obviously someone had taken it away.

There are only two words left in Wen Bowen's mind, Du Ran.

He squinted his eyes and tried to recall that there seemed to be something hidden in Du Ran's hesitant expression towards him a few months ago.Maybe this is the box that I touched through the windbreaker pocket.He rubbed his chin, pondered the doorway inside for a while, picked up the ring and touched it around unconsciously, there seemed to be words on the inside of the ring, he lifted it up to the light, just happened to see what was going on in his mind Those two words.After three or four months, the tears suddenly fell to the sun.

Wen Bowen thought to himself, the sun is too dazzling.It's too harsh.Du Ran why didn't you tell me.

He thought Du Ran didn't have that kind of affection for him.I also thought that I didn't have that kind of feeling for Du Ran.It's just liking, being comfortable together, and nothing else besides these.When young, many people can't tell the difference between friendship and love. In fact, no matter what form of dislocation the two are, it is a tragedy.

Wen Bowen just stood on the side of the road in the community. He and Wen Bowen had walked this road countless times, together or not.He just kept looking up at the ring in a silly way, his eyes were blurred by his own tears and he couldn't see clearly, and suddenly recalled all the tenderness and tolerance Du Ran had shown him in the past four years.Wen Bowen didn't dare to lower his head, for fear that his tears would fall directly to the ground.

A man does not flick his tears easily.In fact, Wen Bowen also has his own strength.

But it is said that the closer the memories, the later he thinks of them. When he remembered the scene where Du Ran hugged him and the two were very close, Du Ran's voice was still so gentle and warm. He smiled and said against his face. , You will find someone to cry when you are bullied in the future.The thousands of troops in Wen Bowen's heart were suddenly defeated in an instant.

The head is still raised proudly, and the arms are already a little sore from holding things.Wen Bowen's throat was dry, he couldn't say anything, he just tried his best to hold back his tears.He has always been a naughty child, so two miniature saltwater artificial lakes have been added to the world.

Someone's TV played an old movie sound: "Look at that person, he looks like a dog."

Wen Bowen suddenly felt a burst of anger for no reason, raised his arms to wipe his face, and stuffed the ring back into the box through gritted teeth.He stuffed the box into his pocket again.He turned around and walked away, but staggered slightly.If you stand for a long time, your legs will be sore.A child with clear black and white eyes leaned on the other side of the window, turned around and said, "Look, mom, this person looks like a dog."

The young mother smiled slightly, and looked up from the semi-finished sweater in her hand to look at the screen: "Silly boy, that's Monkey King, a monkey."

"Why do they say he looks like a dog?" The child nestled back on the sofa inexplicably, sticking his fingers into his mouth to suck, but was stopped by his mother's stern eyes.Then the mother answered absent-mindedly: "Maybe it's because Jiangnan isn't here."

Then he turned his eyes back to the sweater in his hand and continued with the unfinished work.

Of course, Wen Bowen couldn't hear the conversation between the mother and son. He had already returned to his new house. His tears were dried by the city's October wind on the way. When he opened the door, the first thing he did was He took out the ring and put it on his left middle finger.

Subconsciously, he wasn't prepared to call this room closer to the school home.Du Ran is gone, and wherever he lives seems to be a simple residence.

In fact, Wen Bowen also knows that there is no feast that never ends.But once he knew that Du Ran had had similar thoughts about himself, the things that had been vague in his mind for a long time suddenly had a solid and firm answer.

Wen Bowen pulled out the address book of his undergraduate classmates.He is going to find Du Ran.