God Yan anchor has been sealed again

Xuewei looked at the family card for a while, her expression changed mysteriously for a while, and then she glanced at Wenman again.

Wen Man was lying on his side, his eyelashes were fine and slender, and he was sleeping soundly.

This man is very handsome, Xuewei appraised it distractedly, at least he can be ranked in the top three among all kinds of men he has seen (the other two have not been selected yet).

I don't know who he likes.Maybe this is also considered to be in a sense... Yan Fu is not shallow.

Although he used to think that his secret love failed—because Wen Man didn't take him away, Wen Man had already clarified, and his heart knot had been untied, but Xue Wei still took it for granted that it's best not to have any more thoughts in that direction.

Otherwise, I will be the one who is embarrassed in the end.

Xuewei silently suppressed the small thoughts in her heart, put the things back into the wallet for him, and put them into Wenman's coat pocket.

He started to eat lunch.

There was another passenger sleeping in the carriage, the curtains were drawn, the carriage was dark, Xuewei put the boxed lunch aside, and glanced outside through the window.The train started at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it has been running for two and a half hours now. Because it is winter, it gets dark early, where the earth meets the sky, the night is like scattered fireworks falling down, the orange clouds and the sunset are soft and gentle, Night slowly covers the earth.

Xuewei lay down by the window and ate his boxed lunch. He saw the sun set behind the mountains, and the night fell completely. It's over.

And also feel a little hungry.

Xuewei put down the curtain that had been pulled down by a small corner, sat cross-legged on the seat, and began to look at Wenman's leftover meal.

Xuewei likes to eat boxed lunches, not because the train meals are so delicious, but because after the rice is put into the box, it has a unique sense of ritual.

The meal that the flight attendant gave them was a relatively ordinary beef rice. The side dish was stir-fried seasonal vegetables with a strong vinegar taste. Felt full, but not completely full.

When he was thinking about whether it would cost money to ask the flight attendant for another order, or how long it would take before he could get off the car to buy snacks, the man next to him suddenly moved, and his slightly hoarse voice was somewhat sleepy: "You have eaten Bar."

Xuewei turned her head and saw that she had opened her eyes at some point, and was taking out her mobile phone to watch.

In the dark carriage, Wen Man's expression was a little tired, looking at it from a certain angle, his peach eyes were slender and moist, and he had a very handsome and beautiful appearance.

Xuewei's face was a little red, and she pretended to be calm and said: "I've already eaten a box, I'm here to help you see if it's still hot."

"If it's cold, ask them to bring over another hot one." Wen Man suddenly stood up with one hand on the seat, leaned over and touched his shoulder, the lunch box was tightly sealed, it was still hot, and his voice was still carrying A bit gentle and lazy, "You can eat. I'm not hungry. If you have nothing to do, help me eat."

His statement was very acceptable to Xuewei.

Seeing him lying back down, Xuewei opened the second lunch box and started eating.

"You have a bad stomach, be careful not to overeat." Wen Man lay back again.

Xuewei was muttering, while inhaling the storm. He ate half of it, and suddenly remembered something, and calmly reminded: "You... just dropped your wallet, and the things in it were scattered all over the floor. I'll pick it up for you. gone."

"Then you...well, you can check it if you're worried." Xuewei put a piece of cabbage into her mouth, turned her gaze to the window, and emphasized, "It's kind of dark, and I didn't see anything, maybe There will be little things missing."

Wen Man let out an "oh" after hearing this, but had no special reaction.Xuewei stared out of the pitch-black window, stuffing food into her mouth while paying attention to Wen Man's movement.

The cloth rustled, Wen Man put on his coat, followed by the sound of the wallet being opened, he took a quick look, followed by the sound of the key chain dangling.

"It's nothing. Everything that should be there is there." There was no special emotion in Wen Man's voice, it was a very ordinary voice.

Xuewei didn't know why, but was a little disappointed: "Oh."

He thought for a while, then complained, "I haven't seen a man your age who uses a wallet. Those who use wallets seem to be very old."

Wen Man smiled lightly: "Really?"

He didn't continue talking, but pinched the bridge of his nose as if he was still tired.

Xuewei looked back at him, hesitated for a moment, and said suddenly: "You are... different from before."

He can't say what Wen Man was like before, but he will be more relaxed and casual than now, more stable than now, without such a serious and cold side, and without this layer of mild and shallow fatigue.

"Many people say that. Maybe he's become handsome." Wen Man rubbed his hair, got up and opened the door to ask for a cup of coffee, and then walked back, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were serious and gentle : "Then do you like it?"

Xuewei: "..."

Xuewei turned her head, pretending not to hear.

Fortunately, this does not seem to be a question that must be answered. Wen Man got the coffee, returned to his seat, and soon received a call from home.

Wen Man put on his earphones and lowered his voice.

"Don't wear earphones. Last time you went home, didn't you say that your ears hurt from wearing earphones? The doctor also said that you have damaged your hearing by wearing earphones for a long time. Your aunt asked me to send a bone conduction..."

The other side of the video saw his movements and ordered him to put it down.

Wen Man looked back, and the people in the same compartment as them had already got off.He asked Xuewei in a low voice: "Am I disturbing you by playing the speaker?"

Snow shook her head slightly.

Wen Man then pulled out the earphones and turned on the speaker.

Wen's mother was full of anger on the other side: "Put it outside, put it outside, are you with your colleagues?"

Wen Man's tone was relaxed and casual, as if he had just come out of bed: "I'm with Xuewei, I just finished the game and went back to the team by train."

"Oh oh oh." Mother Wen adjusted her tone quickly, "Is that not going to bother you? Are you tired from playing games? How did you book the high-speed rail ticket and not go back by plane?"

"I'm not on the same itinerary as them." Wen Man rubbed his eyes, "I want to take the bus, so I booked this ticket."

Wen Man was on the phone here, while Xuewei stuffed her mouth with food on the other side, straightened her back involuntarily, and put her legs down from the seat, obedient and upright, and slightly nervous.

"You said that you are tossing or dragging others to toss." Wen's mother asked with concern, "Is it cold? I see that the weather forecast has cooled down on your side again. Send you two sweaters?"

"We can buy sweaters by ourselves, Mom." Wen Man said, "Isn't it more convenient to buy sweaters now than to make them by hand?"

He turned on the speaker, and Xuewei inevitably heard his conversation.He is still thinking about who this "we" refers to.

Wen's mother said: "Hey, you don't understand now, so you can't live a life. The ones sold in the mall are as tight as our own hands? How big is Xuewei wearing... ;?"

The topic jumped too much, and Xuewei hadn't reacted yet.

Wen Man glanced at him: "What size do you wear?"

"Ah, I, uh." Xuewei's brain program faltered, and he was still reacting. Wen Man explained, "My mother sent one along, she knows you."

"Yes, yes, we know each other!" Wen's mother introduced herself eagerly over there, "I knew you four years ago! The child who was kidnapped by my son to play games, auntie is also idle here, just I said I'll send you two sweaters, what size do you wear?"

"Uh." Xuewei reported her height, weight and age in an emergency, as if introducing herself, Wen Man smiled lowly, and said to his mother: "Just one size smaller than mine, he likes to wear bigger ones clothing."

"Okay." It seems that this is the only urgent matter that Wen's mother wants to explain, she paused slightly on the other side, "Why don't you move the camera and let me say hello to Xuewei?"

"Children are afraid of life, forget it."

Wen Man glanced at Xuewei again, this little thing was sitting upright in the seat, obviously very nervous.

He smiled lightly again: "Don't worry, let's do it later. I'll hang up with mom first, and the signal won't be good after entering the tunnel."

"Okay, okay." Mother Wen hung up the phone.

Xuewei was still sitting upright, he was sipping his meal, and suddenly noticed Wen Man's gaze.

It was a very quiet, gentle gaze.

Xuewei turned her head, took a quick look, then turned her head away again, thinking about what to say: "Then what's wrong with your ears?"

"It's a little ringing in the ears. The doctor said that it's neurological after a long period of fatigue. It's fine to take more rest. It's not a big problem." Wen Man turned off his phone and lay back idly.

"Oh." Xuewei stopped talking.

After a while, he added cautiously: "Then...do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Don't sleep anymore." Wen Man said, "It's almost here."

Only then did Xuewei notice the floating reminder on the top of the train, they were about to enter the station in 10 minutes.

When the train arrived at the station, the club driver had already waited outside in advance.

Of the two, Xuewei had a small suitcase, and Wen Man helped him take it out and carried it with one hand, and then urged him to leave quickly: "Hurry up, it's cold outside."

It was indeed cold outside, as soon as Xuewei went out, she felt the cold wind blowing against her face, all the temperature on the train was blown away in that instant, as if it hit her forehead.

The train box lunch was a bit greasy and the rice was hard. At this time, his stomach was so hard that he was frozen, and he almost vomited out on the spot.

Xuewei thought of Wen Man's instructions in the car, and felt a little ashamed, so she held back and didn't vomit.

——He returned to the base before throwing up.

Half an hour later, Xuewei knelt by the toilet in the bathroom, vomited until tears came out.

The base is training at night at this time, there is no one in the villa, and the cooking aunt just got off work.Several other members of the first team were also absent, and they may have all gone to the training room to replay.

Wen Man stood in the room adjusting the temperature of the floor heating and the air conditioner, and still thought about laughing outside: "I told you not to stuff too much, I have a bad stomach, but eating is not a big deal."

After Xuewei tidied up, she huddled in the corner of the bed and took her time.

His complexion was pale, hypoglycemia also had a little attack, and he was weak.

He just saw Wen Man walking around in the room, very annoying.

He ordered weakly, "Get out."

Wen Man said, "This is my room."

Xuewei muttered: "Then I'll go out..."

He struggled to get up, Wen Man hurried over to support him..., pushed him back on the bed, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Can you just stay obediently?"

It was only then that Xuewei could see clearly that there was a pot of ginger tea in Wen Man's hand, and he had just been messing around for a long time, cooking it for him and packing his luggage.

Maybe it was because of dizziness, or maybe it was because Wen Man lowered his voice and got too close.

Xuewei stopped talking.

This room belonged to Wen Man, but coincidentally, after he joined the team and moved in, Wen Man went out to study and interview. This was the first time that the two met each other in the same room.

There is only one bed, and I don't know how to allocate it.

I don't know if he needs to pack up and leave.

Xuewei held the hot teacup and sipped it, the heat dyed his black eyelashes, making him look even more obedient.

Like a little plush wolf that can only be copied in the hand.

The little lone wolf was still weak.

Wen Man is allocating the right to use the room: "This wardrobe is mine, and the other is yours. You can make whatever you want."

"The small storage room over there is free to make the sundries." Wen Man squatted down and pulled the drawer, cleared some sundries from the table and stuffed them inside, "The floor heating in this room is better. You are in poor health. Don't rush before spring begins." move out."

"What about you?" Xuewei finally couldn't help asking.

"Of course I can't move." Wen Man said naturally.

Xuewei: "."

Xuewei said cautiously: "Then we are alone and widowed in the same room..."

"I'm making the floor." Wen Man moved very quickly, and had already pulled out a brand new mattress from the closet, "It happens to be equipped."

Xuewei: "..."

He asked cautiously again: "Are the mattresses of the national team ... also wholesale?"

He recognized this kind of mattress, and it was the same as the one he slept on these days. His father's house used this kind of mattress, and the price of a mattress was very high, worth several months of his team subsidy.

"I accidentally bought too much." Wen Man said casually.

Xuewei: "."