I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming almost ran out of the door, Su Qicheng looked at the unclosed door in surprise, and the finale of the Spring Festival Gala on TV was also presented.

All the way down the stairs, the lights in the residential corridors are dim all year round, and the sound of family joy can be heard from every floor and every household.

For the first time in so many years, Su Jingming found these voices pleasant.

Wen Yan listened to the hurried downstairs, and a boy in a black coat appeared in his sight, and the tenderness in his eyes deepened even more.

"You slow down."

Su Jingming paused, his body reacted faster than his brain, and he walked steadily in front of Wen Yan.There was a burst of dryness in the ears.

"...You, why did you come?" Su Jingming asked the question in his heart without thinking, almost biting his tongue.

Wen Yan was taller than him, and looked down at him, "I was thinking, shouldn't New Year's greetings be the most sincere in person?"

Su Jingming was slightly taken aback, and Wen Yan smiled: "Happy New Year, little hero."

The fingertips hanging by his side were slightly numb, and the cold winter evening wind was whistling in his ears, and Wen Yan's words hadn't been blown away for a long time.

Su Jingming's head suddenly became hot, and he didn't dare to look at Wen Yan, "You too, happy new year."

Wen Yan chuckled, he glanced at the time, "Let's go?"

Su Jingming nodded without hesitation, and realized again that his body was too honest.

The two walked side by side under the street lights, in the long street.The lights of thousands of houses in front of me seem to be dotted with stars in the night.

Su Jingming put his hands in his pockets, Wen Yan looked out of the corner of his eye, his ears were still faintly red.It snowed a little during the day, and it hadn't melted by night.

The footprints of the two behind them stretched from the other end of the night to this end, appearing somewhat ambiguous under the streetlights.

Su Jingming never thought that he would be on the road with Wen Yan on New Year's Day.

After a long silence, Su Jingming said, "I don't like her."

Wen Yan hummed, "Zhang Jia."

"Yes, I don't like her." Su Jingming wrinkled his nose and subconsciously wanted to help his glasses on the bridge of his nose, only to realize that he was too hasty to go out and even forgot to put on his glasses.

He couldn't explain why he was hiding from Wen Yan with a guilty conscience. Every night, he would always look through the chat records between them, which were ordinary but ambiguous.

"What about me?" Wen Yan turned to look at him, "Why are you avoiding me?"

He stopped in his tracks, his eyes were deep as if he wanted to hide Su Jingming into his own world.Su Jingming swallowed his saliva when he watched him, his Adam's apple rolled, and Wen Yan's eyes became deeper.

Why is he avoiding Wen Yan.

Because of guilty conscience.

Why do you feel guilty.

After being silent for a while, Su Jingming said in a muffled voice, "...I don't know."

The street lamp shone on Su Jingming's face, giving off an old yellow light.Wen Yan moved closer to him, and a large shadow fell on Su Jingming's face.

I never thought that you would touch every inch of my nerves like this.

You don't know, in the world without you, how I spend every minute and every second.

"Have you been drinking?" Su Jingming smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Wen Yan's body, but he just smelled it lightly, and felt that he was already drunk.

"Well, I drank some." Wen Yan's voice was hoarse, "I suddenly wanted to see you, so I came here."

His frankness is always so blatant, without any concealment.

Su Jingming's eyes widened slightly, before he could respond.Wen Yan raised his hand and bumped the man into his arms.

The smell of alcohol on Wen Yan's body was very strong, and even though he was wearing a thick coat, he could clearly feel the warmth from his body.Warm, warm heart tingling.

He buried his head on Su Jingming's neck, and his hot breath hit his smooth skin.

"Little hero, don't avoid me."

The sky began to snow at some point, and the snowflakes fell on the tip of Su Jingming's nose, making him tremble all over.

Their hug was brief, like a snuggle between friends.

Wen Yan chuckled and rubbed Su Jingming's hair.Su Jingming's eyes were bright, and his whole body looked a little soft.

The two stood silently in the wind and snow, the whistling wind in their ears gradually faded away, never blowing away every word Wen Yan said.Su Jingming's ears were red all the way to his cheeks. He raised his eyes and replied seriously: "Okay, no more."

Wen Yan is in a better mood, and Wen Miao's life is getting better, Song Yifei doesn't understand anymore.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wen Yan reduced the amount of papers Wen Miao had to write, with a friendly look: "I'll just write this little today, and my parents will call Su Jingming over for dinner tonight."

Wen Miao's hand holding the pen paused, why did she feel that her brother's tone of voice was more gentle than before.Swallowing, she looked at Wen Yan in disbelief: "Brother, what's wrong with you."

Wen Yan frowned, very dissatisfied with Wen Miao's reaction, "I treat you better, is this your attitude?"

"No, no, no, last night, you and Brother Jingming..." Wen Yan came back very late yesterday, and Wen Miao fell asleep at that time, and was going to hold on until Wen Yan came back, and ask what happened afterwards.It's hard to catch the opportunity now, even if Wen Miao doesn't want to gossip.

Wen Yan looked down at the phone, and suddenly remembered something, "Wen Miao, did you tell Su Jingming that I had a puppy love?"

"Ah..." Wen Miao said: "I didn't watch you go home with a tall, thin girl that day, but you still smiled at her."

"Who can't I laugh at?" Wen Yan said, "You don't know what your brother is thinking, but you still spread rumors in front of Su Jingming?"

"Am I just spreading rumors?" Wen Miao's eyes widened. I didn't add fire to you, you should also thank me. "...What I said, what I said, is obviously the truth." The further she said, the softer her voice became.

Wen Yan sighed, "That's a senior in high school, don't talk nonsense in front of Su Jingming from now on."

"Then I don't want Brother Jingming to open up..."

Wen Miao muttered, but Wen Yan didn't hear what the girl was talking about.He was chatting with Su Jingming about having dinner at home in the evening.

Su Jingming was the first to know about this, with a shocked expression on his face.

Salted egg: Is your family so polite?

Wen Yan: Parents have to ask, so they have to obey.

Salted egg: Why didn't I see that you are so obedient?

Wen Yan: ...

Salted Egg: You don't have to eat, don't be so polite.

Seeing Su Jingming's reply like this, Wen Yan remembered the few days when he had just been in contact with Su Jingming, he kept resisting.Wen Yan licked the corner of his mouth, he was still very confident in being patient.

Wen Yan: Come and eat, I promised my parents.

Salted egg:! !How can you unilaterally agree!

Salted Egg: Ultraman Daba.jpg

Wen Yan: Little hero, are you shy?

As soon as the words were sent out, Wen Yan felt a little regretful. He always felt that he was pushing people too hard.As a result, Su Jingming was like a tortoise, shrinking his head for a while, and poking his head for a while.

Wen Yan clicked his tongue softly, exited the chat, and opened the browser.

Under the gentle and puzzled eyes, he entered expressionlessly: What should I do if a 17-year-old boy is always shy?

Wen Miao swears, she has no hobby of peeking, and she can't blame her for her good eyesight! ! !

Wen Yan casually clicked on a post and began to study it seriously.

1L: What should I do if the boy is always shy, waiting online, very urgent.

2L: What kind of shyness is it?

3L: I'm driving upstairs, this post is wrong! !

……

50L: Shy, now there are boys shy?incredible.

55L: It's simple, make him shy a few more times, and he won't be so thick-skinned.

60L: So here comes the question, how can I make him shy more times?

61L: Hehehehe, I understand this, do you understand?

……

100L: Understood!

Wen Yan frowned after reading this post, how strange it was, when he was about to quit, he saw that the forum for this post was the most famous GAY forum in Liangcheng.

"..." Suddenly he felt a feeling of being watched.Raising her eyes, Wen Miao looked at herself with a blushing face. "What do you see me doing? I have the answer on my face?"

Wen Miao said cautiously: "Brother...you are blushing."

Wen Miao didn't read the content of the post clearly, her brother read the post too fast, his eyes couldn't keep up.But what about the visible blush? !What the hell was Wen Yan looking at just now! ! !

Wen Yan cursed inwardly, exited the browser from the background, and opened the WeChat chat again. Su Jingming frantically sent himself many emoticons.

All Ultraman Tiga.

He suddenly chuckled, and she trembled tenderly in fright, she quietly took out her mobile phone and sent Song Yifei a message.

It's Miaomiao: My brother is crazy.

S: Isn't it a matter of time before your brother goes crazy?

Seeing Song Yifei's words, Wen Miao felt that it made sense, if Su Jingming didn't get enlightened for a day, wouldn't Wen Yan be one day closer to madness?

Wen Miao took back what she wanted to ask Wen Yan, and obediently finished the homework assigned by Wen Miao.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, after Wen Miao finished her homework, Wen Yan seemed relieved, and ran back to her room in no time.When he came out again, Wen Yan walked towards the kitchen like a dog.

"Mom, can I help you?"

Mother Wen turned around, but didn't see anything strange about Wen Yanhe. She held a spatula in her hand, "No, no, how soon will your friend be here?"

"The appointment is at five o'clock." Su Jingming frowned.

Father Wen just happened to come out of the room with a wine bottle in his hand, "Wen Yan, does your friend know how to drink?"

Before Wen Yan could speak, Wen Miao replied from the side: "Dad, Brother Jing Ming pours it in one bottle!"

Father Wen seemed to be a little interested. Little boys can't drink?

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's indeed a bottle."

"Then you can't let them drink, and be careful of their parents' scolding." Mother Wen wiped her hands and came out, and said to Father Wen: "You drink less, look at your stomach, what will happen if you drink it?"

Father Wen: "Don't you think his friend is a good boy..."

"I think you just want to find an excuse to drink!" Mother Wen glared at Father Wen, then urged Wen Miao to quickly change into decent clothes, "Miao Miao quickly change into clothes, wearing pajamas is not proper at all. "

Wen Miao's eyes widened, her hand eating melon seeds paused slightly, why did I have the illusion that my sister-in-law came to the door...

The author has something to say:

Every time I write about Wen's family, I feel sorry for my big brother

Two extremes ah ah ah ah ah

This month should be finished

I'll give you a red envelope when it's over

I write because of my hobby, as long as someone reads it