Daylight past

Wen Nian seemed invulnerable, no matter how Li Mu provoked him, he would not be moved.

Li Mu stared at Wen Nian's back, lowered his head, and looked at the shadow on the ground.

But if the heart is really like a city or an armor, invincible, that would be fine.

Wen Nian returned to the car and was stunned for a moment, Xiang Li was beside him, looking at him worriedly.

"Wen Nian?"

With a soft call, Wen Nian shuddered, he raised his head, his eyes turned red instantly, he covered his heart, frowned, and said: "I feel really uncomfortable, I want to see him, but I I dare not go, Xiang Li, I feel so uncomfortable."

Xiang Li looked at him gloomy, but didn't know what to say. If it was just a simple love, maybe she could accompany Wen Nian and scold the people who made him sad, but this is not the case. The three words Lin Suiwen are doomed. It is not simple.

Back home, Wen Nian went to see the alpaca. The vicuna grew up a bit and would walk over to Wen Nian after seeing it. Wen Nian squatted in front of it, fingering the gap between the wooden floors.

It didn't take long before water drops fell, Wen Nian opened his eyes wide, looking at the tears pooled on the mahogany floor, he couldn't hold back after all, was defeated by the faint feeling in his heart, he sat down, He fell backwards, with his back on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands.

The soreness in his throat told him clearly that Li Mu's words had worked.

Wen Nian couldn't take care of things, so Xiang Li asked him to calm down before going to Lin Suiwen. He suffered all night, and his head was still half hot.

Waking up early the next morning, in the dizziness of just waking up, my hand moved spontaneously and dialed Lin Suiwen's phone number.

When he realized it, the phone had been connected, and Lin Suiwen's voice came through. Wen Nian listened, and whispered, "Mr. Lin, are you awake?"

"Just woke up, how about you Wen?"

"Me too." Wen Nian said dryly.

Lin Suiwen frowned, and asked softly, "Why is your voice so hoarse, did you not sleep well?"

"Well, I didn't sleep well."

Lin Suiwen could hear the depression in Wen Nian's tone, he sat up from the bed, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Wen Nian pursed his lips, he grabbed the bed sheet, but he couldn't hold back after all, he said: "Mr. Lin, Li Mu found me, he told me something about you, he said you don't love me, you just Use me as a stand-in.

I... I know that I shouldn't pay attention to him, and you also told me that you don't know him, and what he said can't be true, but I just can't help but think about it.

I can't seem to control myself, I want to fight with you, I want to confront you, but it makes no sense, I should trust you, right? "

Lin Suiwen was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "What's the point of falling in love? Xiao Nian, you are right. It's okay if you lose your temper with me. Don't think it's wrong. If you feel uneasy about falling in love with me, then My fault is that I didn't give you enough sense of security again."

"I..." Wen Nian buried his head in his knees, pressed his kneecaps against his sore eyes, and said, "But I don't want to blame you, Lin Suiwen, I don't want to blame you."

This is subconscious, as if hidden in the mind.

Don't blame him, trust him.

Wen Nian was easy to coax, and Lin Suiwen's simple words made his tumbling heart slowly calm down, and he returned to the original place properly.

I chatted with Lin Suiwen again, the sun was gradually rising, before I noticed it, the twilight of dawn dissipated, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains, and it could be seen that the sun was shining outside today.

Wen Nian watched, her body was carried forward, she leaned forward, her head was buried in the quilt, her mobile phone was stuck to her ear, and she said softly, "Mr. Lin, are you busy today?"

"Ok?"

"I want to go on a date with you."

Just like what Wen Nian and Xiang Li said before, dating Lin Suiwen is just like ordinary people. Lin Suiwen drove to pick up Wen Nian and went to have lunch together. Afterwards, Wen Nian said he wanted to watch a drama, and the two of them After buying a ticket, Wen Nian put on a hat and entered the theater after the show started.

Sitting in the couple's seat on the second floor stand, there were many empty seats around. Wen Nian pulled away the armrest separating Lin Suiwen from him, leaned over by himself, hugged Lin Suiwen's arm, and put his head on Mr. Lin's shoulder .

He quietly squeezed over and whispered in Lin Suiwen's ear: "Mr. Lin, I like you."

After the play ended, Wen Nian went to the toilet while everyone was gone. Lin Suiwen waited for him outside. After a while, he jumped out of the room step by step and jumped in front of Lin Suiwen. Lin Suiwen was so funny. Looking at him, "Why are you so happy?"

"It's nice to be with you."

Lin Suiwen raised his hand and stroked his hair twice, Wen Nian held his palms with both hands, the two of them took the elevator down, and when they arrived in the car, Lin Suiwen asked him, "What do you want for dinner?"

Wen Nian thought for a while, looked sideways at him, and asked, "Want to eat hot pot at home."

"Then I'll ask my assistant to buy some ingredients, and we'll go to your house to eat."

"No..." Wen Nian shook his head. He looked at Lin Suiwen and said softly, "Can I go to your house? I want to go to your house."

Lin Suiwen was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Of course."

Lin Suiwen lived alone. According to his family background, Wen Nian thought it would be a villa complex or a penthouse. Unexpectedly, the car drove to the outskirts of the city, along the path planted with birch trees, and came to an old street. Stop in front of one of the small bungalows with blue tiles.

Wen Nian looked at the building outside the window and was stunned for a few seconds, "You live here?"

Lin Suiwen drove the car in, parked on the narrow road next to the bungalow, turned off the engine, and said, "I've lived here since I was a child, and I don't really want to move."

When they got out of the car, Wen Nian followed Lin Suiwen and watched him open the courtyard door and enter the courtyard. There were several flower pots in the courtyard, but the pots were empty. Lin Suiwen coughed and pointed Looking at those flowerpots, he said, "I'm busy with work and don't have time to water the flowers, so they all withered."

Wen Nian shook his head, and said to Lin Suiwen, "I think it's very troublesome to grow flowers. If you water them too much, they will wither."

Pushing open the door and entering the room, I changed my shoes and went in. The room was brightly lit. There was a dark brown carpet on the floor of the living room, a log coffee table and a gray leather sofa. A slim notebook was placed on the sofa, along with some documents and a few books. One piled on the rug.

Lin Suiwen walked over quickly, picked up the folders and books blocking the way on the ground, and piled them all on the single sofa on one side. Wen Nian heard him say: "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to clean it, the house is a little messy." .”

Wen Nian sat down on the sofa, raised his head and smiled at Lin Suiwen, "It's not messy, it's cleaner than mine."

He hoped that Lin Suiwen's place would be a little messier, so it would be considered as some shortcomings, and Wen Nian felt that he seemed to know Lin Suiwen better.

Lin Suiwen seldom started a fire at home, so he took Wen Nian to the kitchen, opened the cabinet, and said to Wen Nian: "Auntie comes back every week, there should be vegetables bought by her in the kitchen, if it is hot pot, is this pot okay? "

Wen Nian looked up and saw the milk pot in Lin Suiwen's hand. He paused, held back a smile, and said, "I think the bigger cooking pot should be better."

Lin Suiwen's ears were reddish, he put down the milk pot in his hand, and took down another larger cooking pot from the cabinet.

People have strengths and weaknesses, and Lin Suiwen is not omnipotent. After taking the wrong pot, he mistook spinach and green vegetables.

Wen Nian asked him to cut broccoli, Lin Suiwen held the kitchen knife seriously, but didn't know how to do it.

Wen Nian looked at him, picked up the fan group next to him, and asked, "Mr. Lin, do you know what this is?"

Lin Suiwen stared at the white ball, was silent for a moment, moved his lips, and tried to say: "Plastic thread?"

He paused, and added two words, "White line?"

Wen Nian broke his skills and laughed out loud, Lin Suiwen frowned, he put down the kitchen knife, and said softly: "I don't really understand these things."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll be fine."

Wen Nian pushed Lin Suiwen away, took a kitchen knife, he was self-taught, cut open the broccoli, and washed the vegetables he had picked several times.

The bottom of the hot pot is tomato soup base. Stir minced garlic in oil to give out the fragrance. Put the tomatoes in and stir fry the water, add seasonings, add water, and when it boils, pour a pot of soup into the cooking pot.

Lin Suiwen stood watching, and Wen Nian said to him, "Go and get all the vegetables from the kitchen, as well as fat cows and vermicelli."

Mr. Lin, who was standing still, obediently went to get the ingredients and put them on the table outside. Wen Nian went to wash the dishes and chopsticks. The two of them sat facing each other. After taking a sip of the soup, Lin Suiwen imitated him and scooped up a spoonful, Wen Nian put it in the fat cow, and Lin Suiwen followed suit.

It was probably the first time for him to eat like this. The chopsticks were tentatively clamped in the pot. The piece of fat beef just now went to nowhere. Lin Suiwen frowned, looking thoughtful.

It was the first time Wen Nian saw Lin Suiwen like this, and thought it was very interesting and fun.

He simply sat next to Lin Suiwen with the bowl in his arms, with his shoulders on his shoulders, and said with a smile, "I'll hold it for you."

It should be said that one Wen Nian went out and reached four or five Lin Suiwen. Not long after, Mr. Lin's was filled with hot vegetables and cooked beef. He dipped it in the seasoning and took a bite.

Wen Nian asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Lin Suiwen nodded, Wen Nian smirked, leaned his head on Lin Suiwen's shoulder, and said, "Look, I'd better eat and have fun at home, and I can do whatever I want."

As he spoke, he stood up, straightened Lin Suiwen's shoulders, lowered his eyes, red oil was still standing on his mouth, he didn't know, just like this, he boldly leaned over and kissed Lin Suiwen .

☆, diary