Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

The flustered expression faded from Ye Wen's face, his expression quickly returned to normal, and he said in a joking tone: "There are many love letters written to me hidden in this room, are you interested in reading them?"

"Tsk, love letter...then I'll write you a letter later, and you can hide it here together." In order to show my generosity without invading other people's privacy, I decided not to read around in the room , but just as he was going to get his sketchbook, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a notebook on the corner of the desk.

The square pure white book bound with natural-colored hemp rope is simple and beautifully made. The cover is decorated with only a piece of dried leaf the size of a fingernail. The combination of withered yellow and pure white is very flavorful. Dead leaves in snowdrifts.

I picked up the book casually, looked at the front and back, and then turned back to look at Ye Wen. I was about to say that this book is really beautiful, but I saw Ye Wen's expression was not right.

His gaze fell directly on the notebook in my hand.

Okay, what Ye Wen wants to hide, it can't just happen to be this book, right?I chuckled, and took a step back as if I was going to open the book, "Ye Wen, I found out, isn't this your diary? Let me see if I've been written in it... "

I watched Ye Wen carefully while unbuttoning the seal. He kept looking at the book, with almost no expression on his face, but his stiff standing posture showed that he was obviously nervous at the moment.

I opened the lock, and almost at the same time I opened the book, Ye Wen's eyes moved from the book to me. I just wanted to tease him right now. Although I was very curious, I thought it might really be a diary He also didn't want to peek, so he only paid attention to Ye Wen's expression during the process.

Ye Wen looked at me, and I also looked at him. I don't know what he can see from my face, but I know that the expression I see on his face is extremely intriguing.

He looked directly at me, with a faint look of blankness in his eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, his lips were slightly pursed, but there was still a little bit of an unknown smile at the corner of his mouth.

After looking at each other silently for a few seconds, I shook the notebook in my hand, "Hey, did I really read it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Wen's expression suddenly relaxed. He lowered his head and smiled, then slowly turned around and turned his back to me, "If you want to watch it, just watch it."

I put the notebook back on the table for him, walked over and hugged him around the neck from behind, poked my head out to see his expression, and waved my hand in front of his eyes, "Hey, is it really a diary? Don't be angry. , I didn’t read it, I didn’t read a single word, just to tease you.”

"Are you really not going to watch it?"

"If it's a diary, I won't read it."

Ye Wen laughed out loud, "You chose this yourself."

"My Lord absolutely respects your privacy and personal space," I took the sketchpad and pushed him out, "You said you, really, I just came here to find a pen and paper because I was planning to draw you, how could you get up and go around Let’s run, go to the original position and sit down, the movements should be the same as before.”

Ye Wen went back to the sofa and sat down. Although the posture was not the same as before, the feeling remained the same. He picked up the book to read again, and I also moved a stool to find a suitable angle to start painting.

I couldn't stop this drawing, and I ticked off five or six pictures in succession, until Ye Wen raised his head and said, "Mr. Painter, I asked you to come here today to make soy milk for me."

Only then did I realize that it was almost time, and I hurried to the kitchen to start working. Ye Wen also followed, hugging the book against the wall and looking at me, "Christmas and Valentine's Day are not happy, we are Shouldn't it be made up in the next festival?"

I was sifting the bean dregs in the soy milk, I glanced back at him and asked casually, "What's the next festival? Dragon Boat Festival?"

Ye Wen's voice was light and ethereal, "It seems...it's April Fool's Day, which is very suitable for you."

"I can tell, you guys will feel bad if you don't hurt me for a day." I took a deep breath and felt comfortable smelling the mellow bean fragrance. What day is the first?"

"Well... April Fool's Day is Friday, but usually the day before the holiday doesn't it. How about we go out together after get off work on the 31st? Then wait for the Fool's text message from 12 o'clock together."

"That's right, every April Fool's Day there are a bunch of deceptive text messages and confession text messages, haha, good! Then how about we go to the company to punish people together on Friday?"

"Then it's a deal. Wait for me after get off work on Thursday. Let's go eat first. I'll take you to try some delicious food."

I scooped up a spoonful of hot original soy milk and blew it, then turned around and handed it to Ye Wen.

He leaned forward, blew again, and said with a smile after drinking it: "Sure enough, it's better than the ones bought outside."

I stuck it up and swiped the soy milk on his lips and licked it into his mouth, "Needless to say, this is second master Guan's housekeeping skills. By the way, what books have you been reading?"

Ye Wen closed the book, the cover was facing me, "My struggle."

I looked at the golden swastika on the black cover, "Tsk, banned book Hey, you like Hitler?"

Ye Wente caressed the cover of the book, "Well, I really like it, but this book is just to pass the time."

"It's quite personal, but not as personal as you collect ants... By the way, have you ever read the discussion on the personalities of Hitler and Churchill?"

Ye Wen looked down at the book in his hand, "I've read it, and I still like Hitler more, even though he lost in the end."

I thought about it, and joked: "History always teaches us that abstinence is more likely to pervert than amorous ones. People who don't set themselves too many rules don't accumulate much pressure. If you don't accumulate pressure, you will naturally be mentally healthy. Remember to have this It's written in the book, put down the gun and have sex, so, spending energy on the bed is equal to maintaining world peace, do you think it makes sense?"

Ye Wen tapped me on the head with a book, "So you have been maintaining world peace for so many years, sorry."

I took a step closer and stuck to him, "It's not too late to understand now, how about maintaining peace together with Master?"

Ye Wen pursed his lips, reached out and kneaded my ears, and said softly, "Okay."

"Damn, you're kidding me again." Before being teased by this guy, I retreated decisively and continued to toss the soy milk.

After the soy milk was ready, it was served in a glass. He took a cup and I took a cup, and carried it hot in his hand to the second floor.

I have always felt that spring is the coldest season in Beijing. Just after the heating is turned off, the temperature inside and outside the house is the same, and I have to cover up with extra quilts when I sleep at night. It is really not as comfortable as winter.

Now that the rain had stopped, Ye Wen took out a waterproof pad and spread it on the swing, and took out a blanket to cover him and me, and the two of them just sat on the swing and drank soy milk together.

The air after the rain has a bit of earthy smell, and it feels comfortable to inhale cleanly into the lungs. The roses and unnamed grass flowers on the terrace have just sprouted, and the green buds are hung with translucent flowers. The water beads make people feel calm when they look at them. At the same time, they unconsciously start to imagine those small buds turning into leaves, the leaves growing from small to big, and the buds appearing in the green leaves.

I switched the cup from my right hand to my left, freeing my right hand to stroke Ye Wenshun's soft hair, "Ye Zi. Is your nickname Ye Zi?"

Ye Wen smiled at me, a bit childish, "I was called that when I was a child, but no one has called me that since I was in middle school."

"Why?"

"Probably because I'm not very gregarious and I don't have many friends. My classmates and I don't have that much relationship with me. Naturally, there is no reason to have a nickname. What about you, do you have a nickname? Guan Erye?"

I put my arm on Ye Wen's shoulders, "It seems that other than this, I'm the bird leftover, but Yue Chen is the only one called the bird leftover, and it doesn't seem to be a nickname. Actually, I'm just like you, They are still called by their first names more often.”

Ye Wen didn't answer, and continued to drink his cup of soy milk without sugar.

I looked at the grass sprouts growing out of the moist soil, and suddenly felt a little emotional, "I didn't know it, we've known each other for almost a year."

Ye Wen let out a long breath, "Well, time flies."

I thought about all the messy things for so long, turned sideways to pick up Ye Wen's chin, and gave him a smirk, "I and you are destined to meet thousands of miles away. First, we met at the bar." , and later met again at 798, the most coincidental thing is that I finally joined your company. I said, Ye Zi, you can’t fight against the sky, so you just accept your fate, you are mine in this life, and you can’t run away .”

"Maybe it's really fate..." Ye Wen leaned over and kissed me as he said, with a mouthful of soy milk.

***

I made a date on Thursday, and when I came up in the morning, I got into the toilet, took a shower and shaved, looked in the mirror and felt satisfied, and then picked out a satisfactory piece of clothing to wear, and put it away carefully after wearing it. He took out the box in the drawer, opened it to look at the rings and brooches inside, put them back into the box with satisfaction, and put the box in his pocket.

After everything was ready, thinking about Ye Wen's recent proactive attitude, I hummed a little tune and opened the drawer to take out the portable lubricant and condom, put it away, and then went out.

I feel happy all day long, and I get twice the result with half the effort when I work.

However, this multiplier with half the effort did not last for a day. Since three o'clock in the afternoon, I have been staring at the lower right corner of the screen, counting the minutes and waiting for the end of get off work.

When the time just jumped to 17:00, I cheered in my heart, turned off the power and rushed into Ye Wen's office.

He is wearing a white shirt and a black casual suit today. The ring that hung around his neck before is now on his hand. Because he maintains the posture of propping his chin with his hands, the ring looks particularly obvious.

I reached into my pocket to feel for the ring box, walked over and said, "This ring looks good on your neck."

He put away the table and stood up, "How can it be a ring if it's worn around the neck?"

I took my hand out of my pocket, I delivered it in the office last time, this time I must change it to a more sensitive place, I grabbed Ye Wen's waist and kissed him lightly, "Where are you going next? "

Ye Wen smiled mysteriously, "You will find out when you come with me."

His car today is a Wrangler. I thought that the place to eat was not far away. Who knew that the car would not stop when it drove out. Not only that, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians and vehicles walking outside. He went to the suburbs.

I couldn't help asking: "We... are going to eat now, right?"

Ye Wenhui said: "It's almost here, if you're hungry, you can have some snacks first."

Although I was hungry, I decided to endure the delicious meal arranged by Ye Wen. An off-road vehicle is an off-road vehicle, and its powerful performance can be highlighted after going up the mountain road.

But how did you walk up the mountain road?

Just when I thought this place looked familiar, Ye Wen stopped the car, "Here we are, get out of the car."

I looked through the car window at the biggest light source in the darkness, and suddenly remembered.

A four-story wooden and stone structure building, surrounded by trees... This, this, this, isn't that the place!what do you say that is?What what private kitchen hotel?

The place where Ye Wen and I first started 419!