Schrodinger love

Wen Sui was taken aback by his suddenly amplified voice, frowned and asked back: "Who is a scumbag? How can you be a scumbag if you like someone? My brother is so nice, you are not allowed to say that about him."

"Then tell me how you found it." Ji Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, leaned against the door, and asked slowly.

"I used his mobile phone to take pictures that day, and found that there was a locked album in the mobile phone, and the name was my baby." Wen Sui explained clearly in a few words, and said, "This kind of naming must be someone he likes anyway, but I didn't Asking who it is, I don’t know how to speak.”

Sure enough, it was what he thought, Ji Xiaoyu showed shock on his face, with a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "It's not scumbag after this, it's already called a baby, what else is possible. But you think clearly, he Being good to you can also be good to others, then this kindness is not unique, are you a little too big?"

Although the two are not on the same channel, they are inexplicably right in the heart.

"I don't really understand your logic." Wen Sui pretended to be expressionless, but his heart seemed to be pricked lightly by a thin needle, and it hurt.

The speaker has no intention and the listener intends, and he is no longer unique. This sentence hit the nail on the head, and it was the last thing he wanted to face.

From childhood to adulthood, except for the three years when they were separated in the middle, they seemed to stick together all the time, and they also tacitly agreed that this is such a way of getting along.

The caring and concern for each other, like a subtle emotion, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and greatly satisfied Wen Sui's somewhat pathological possessiveness.

To reverse the habit of 18 years and assign this uniqueness to someone unknown is probably more difficult than going to heaven.

What is that person like, what is his personality, is he good to him, is it worth it, is he worthy of his brother?

In the past, I often heard all kinds of people complaining in my ears, you are really closer than brothers, you are so close, what will happen if you grow up in the future.

When I was young, Wen Sui didn't quite understand, what difference can there be when I grow up, it must be that as time goes by, the relationship will become deeper, and it will be so good for a lifetime.

Now he suddenly understands that growing up means that many things are no longer so simple, not as simple as he thought.

Wen Sui sighed, his whole face was so cold that it could freeze to ice.

Seeing his expression, Ji Xiaoyu was going crazy, and said earnestly, "I know breaking up is hard, although it's hard for you to grow up together, but if your brother likes someone else, you should learn to let go."

Wen Sui wrinkled his nose and replied sullenly: "Oh."

I don't want to say a word, and this person doesn't understand.

"Keep a distance from him from now on. It'll be fine as time goes by. It's no big deal. Didn't he come over after three years of separation?" Ji Xiaoyu was dressed like a fairy, and his movements were quite grand. He patted him on the shoulder, "Father, it's really hard for you to encounter such a thing."

Wen Sui thought of the many details in his daily life these past few days. He has tried his best to restrain himself. It is indeed no big deal, but he always feels very unhappy.

The knuckles were pressed against the edge of the trouser legs, curled up slightly, and the thumb left a very shallow pinch mark on the fingertips.

Ji Xiaoyu felt that he seemed to be speaking too bluntly, afraid of hurting others, and comforted him: "Seeing how miserable you are, I won't take pictures today, and I will accompany you whatever you want."

"Thank you, but you may..." Wen Sui casually glanced outside the cubicle, watched Jian Ying walking towards this side, and said in a low voice, "I can't protect myself, you're finished, how will I explain later."

Following his line of sight, Ji Xiaoyu also panicked, and hid sideways behind the curtain: "God, how does he know I'm here!"

"Probably guessing that you will participate in the comic exhibition activities, and wait here." Wen Sui just finished speaking, squinted his eyes, and saw another familiar figure.

He paused, Mosai suddenly realized, and changed the topic: "Oh, no, it seems that someone has informed you."

While speaking, he took out his mobile phone and pressed the screen to send a message to Jiang An.

[Do Not Disturb]: Did you tell Jian Ying that Ji Xiaoyu was at the comic show?

[Jiang]: Well, I'm here too

[Do Not Disturb]: Damn, my son is now with me in women's clothing, and Jian Ying has probably started to make up my mind about his plot, so just tell me what to do

[Jiang]: ...Where are you, I will send him away and go to find you

[Do Not Disturb]: The third compartment directly opposite you

Wen Sui took the phone screen over and said in a low voice: "You run away while looking at the opportunity, if you really catch it, it's just bad luck for you."

Ji Xiaoyu looked at the conversation and the name of the contact person, and snorted softly: "The scumbag finally knows how to show off. I was the one who misjudged him before. I thought he was a peerless good brother. I didn't expect it."

"He's not a scumbag, shut up." Wen Sui glared at him with an impatient tone, put away his phone and threw it into his trouser pocket.

Seeing Jian Ying being taken to the exhibition area on the other side through the gap, the two of them went out of the cubicle with a pinch, and parted ways without saying a few words.

Wen Sui heaved a sigh of relief, turned around to confirm that Ji Xiaoyu had been hidden, and then lazily walked towards the two of them.

Just touched the top, before she had time to speak, she was attacked by Jian Ying: "Where did you take the ball? Where is she? Why did you two meet in private? Are you and her..."

"Stop it, we have nothing to do with each other. When we first met, I just helped his brother bring her something." Wen Sui was so annoyed that he raised his chin in a random direction, "It seems that I'm going to take a photo, and I don't If you know where it is, go find it yourself."

"No, then why were you two holding hands and running?" Jian Ying walked around the venue with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, fanning herself with a leaflet.

Speaking of the three words hand in hand, the tone became more serious, and the teeth were gritted, just like the scene of a crusade against a rival in love.

Out of the corner of his eye, Wen Sui felt that Jiang An glanced at him directly, as if with some kind of oppressive feeling of unknown meaning.

He spread his hands and said helplessly, "He's just avoiding you, he wants to run away when he's scared, it's as simple as that."

"...Am I a fucking jackal, I ran away when I saw it." Jian Ying cursed in a low voice, "I'm leaving, I'm going to arrest people, you two play slowly."

As he spoke, he strode towards the crowd taking pictures and squeezed in the meatball sauce next to each other, looking extremely embarrassed.

After he left, Jiang An repeated slowly: "You and Ji Xiaoyu, holding hands?"

When he said this, his expression was very calm, as if he said something casually, but his eyes were fixed on people's eyes.

Wen Sui pursed his lips, feeling that it was no big deal, and said carelessly, "The situation was urgent just now, besides, my son and I are so familiar, so what if we hold hands."

"Not much." Jiang An lowered his eyes, glanced at his hand hanging on the hem of his trousers, hooked his fingers neatly, and wiped his fingertips with his fingertips.

Wen Sui's heart beat a beat, he bent his knuckles, and felt a little warm body temperature: "What are you doing?"

"Wipe the traces left by Ji Xiaoyu." Jiang An slid his fingertips to the palm of his hand, going back and forth three times before pulling it into the palm with satisfaction.

Wen Sui felt a little itchy and numb from the action just now, he struggled lightly, but couldn't break free: "Let go."

"Both of you can hold hands. It's no big deal for us to hold hands." Jiang An held his hand rather presumptuously, and walked slowly towards the exhibition area next to him.

Wen Sui lowered his head, felt a lot of eyes on the two of them along the way, his face was a little dry: "No, it's still a bit strange."

After all, other people don't know the relationship between the two of them, they just think it's tiresome for two big men to go shopping in broad daylight.Looking left and right, no matter how you look at it, it is very fascinating.

Jiang An glanced at him sideways, and said lightly, "How strange, I'm not as good as Ji Xiaoyu?"

"That's not what I meant, don't be jealous." Wen Sui became more and more guilty, his lips were no longer as sharp as before.

Jiang An tightened his palms and wrapped his hands completely, and then said softly: "It's not like I haven't held hands before. The most recent time was outside your house."

"Aren't you arguing? There was no one there at night, but now there are so many people watching." Wen Sui shrank his fingers, but found that he was pulled so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

Jiang secretly smiled, and casually glanced at the booth next to him: "Then let them see."

Wen Sui was speechless, neither loose nor pulling, but his cheeks became more and more red.

He hung his head and put the hat on his head, so he could only let him pull it around the comic exhibition for a whole circle.

It's probably because the two people's clothes are incompatible with other people's painting styles, and they are quite good-looking. From time to time, someone looks at them.

Wen Sui really can't understand his brother now, the weather is a little stuffy today, he didn't walk very far, his palms were wet with sweat, a little sticky.

Passing by a booth, Jiang An paused, his eyes fell on a pair of cups that formed a diamond shape, and he asked in a low voice, "How much is this?"

"520 yuan a pair. This is a limited edition for couples that we released this year. There are not many of them." The stall owner stared at the two handsome faces, comprehended for a second, and bent his eyes and said, "Simple and elegant, it is very suitable for you."

Wen Sui's eyes widened, staring at the extremely ordinary style, he couldn't help but blurted out, "It's too expensive, isn't it, just two cups, are you so deceitful around the exhibition?"

Whoever buys it really has a sick mind. If it is not clear, use a simple number game to trick fools and couples.

"And when Young Master Wen also thinks it's expensive, I think it's okay, it's not too expensive." Jiang An reached into his pocket with the other hand and took out his mobile phone to scan the code, and simply paid the money, "Please wrap it up for me."

Wen Sui was shocked: "..."

It turned out that the fool was by my side, and someone really bought this thing.

"Okay, wait a minute." The stall owner took out the box neatly, looked at the two holding hands from time to time, and praised, "If you two look good, you will definitely become the most popular couple today. .”

"Sorry, you misunderstood, we are not..."

"Well, I didn't have time to prepare today, I'll try it next time I have a chance."

Wen Sui was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by Jiang An and turned a corner.

The stall owner handed the cup to Jiang An, with a sincere tone: "There are a lot of handsome guys coming and going today, and it's the first time I've seen you both look so good-looking. You two are really a good match, I wish you happiness."

"Thank you." Jiang An didn't explain much, but nodded slightly towards her, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Wen Sui looked at his brother with some doubts, and frowned when he left the booth and asked, "You're a little weird today."

Although there is no need to explain to others that they are brothers, but being misunderstood like this always feels a little subtle.

"Since we're here, I'll buy a souvenir as a souvenir." Jiang An avoided the important and casually shook the bag in his hand, "I'll give you the other one, and use it as a mouthwash cup."

Wen Sui was thinking about that baby, blinked slowly, and said slowly: "But it's a couple's model, you give it to me, is it suitable?"

Probably because the sunlight was a bit harsh, Jiang An faced the light and squinted his eyes to look at him: "Since we were young, the couple's money we both used is still small? Just those two quilts in the dormitory, one red and one blue, you didn't buy them. ?”

Wen Sui recalled, quilt, earphones, jacket, slippers, toothbrush, a lot of things, either exactly the same, or buy one get one free, it is easy to bump into a couple's style.

I never cared about it before, but now that I am reminded like this, it seems that I really can't refute it.

He looked down at the two hands that were still holding each other, feeling hot in his palms, obviously thinking to keep a little distance, why did this happen again.

Wen Sui frowned lightly, pretended not to care, slipped out of Jiang An's palm, raised his hand to fan the wind vigorously: "It's so hot."

Jiang An noticed his movement, and was stunned for a second, feeling that his palms instantly became empty, leaving only a gust of wind that couldn't be grasped.

The corner of his jaw was tense, and he was silent for a while before saying, "Go back."

"Huh? Are you going back?" Wen Sui twirled his fingertips and said cautiously, "What do you want to eat, I'll order takeaway first."

"I still have something to do. I'll take you home and leave." Jiang An expressionlessly took out his mobile phone to call for a taxi, with a dignified expression, and didn't say anything more.

When the two sat side by side in the back seat, there was silence in the taxi.

Wen Sui noticed that his mood was a little low, but he didn't know what topic to talk about to break it up. He has never been very good at dealing with this kind of thing. He used to think it was hypocritical and always liked to skip it. Later, he felt that many things were unnecessary. .

After all, he was still worried, he touched his brother with his arm, and looked at his cold side face: "You are still so busy on weekends, you want to see someone?"

Jiang An hummed, put the cup he just bought into his arms, and said lightly, "I'll give you both, and you can give it to someone else if you want, the decision is up to you."

Wen Sui slid down the packing box with his fingertips, muttering to himself: "Don't send it to others, go back and put it in the bathroom, we will replace it with a new one tomorrow."

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Jiang An didn't know what was going on in his mind, and it took him a long time to reply: "It's up to you."

The weekend is actually very free, Jiang An received the message in the morning, and pushed back today's schedule.There was nothing special in the afternoon, he just didn't know what kind of mood he should use to face Wen Sui who suddenly changed his temper.

It's not that he didn't notice the recent deliberate avoidance of suspicion, it was too abnormal, but he didn't find an opening to ask the reason.

The sudden release of his hand just now made him feel a little panicked, and he couldn't find an exit.

As for Wen Sui's current thoughts, he couldn't figure it out, he didn't dare to test too much and he didn't want to stop there.

For the first time, Jiang An, who felt that everything was under control, felt a little out of control and irritated.

He randomly found a coffee shop near the school and sat there until late at night. After he calmed down a lot, he returned to the dormitory under the moonlight.

Pushing open the dormitory door, I saw that the bathroom light was on, creating a small circle of dim light.Wen Sui was brushing his teeth with a toothbrush in his mouth. He was holding the pair of cups he bought during the day, and the other one was neatly placed on the shelf.

Jiang An walked over slowly, leaned against the door frame and looked at him: "Is this going to come in handy?"

"It took five hundred and two, so you don't have to be a fool." Wen Sui held the cup in one hand, and there was still foam in his mouth, and his speech was a bit slurred.

Jiang An habitually reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth, wiping off the foam, but at the same time, Wen Sui felt his whole body stiffen, and he retreated an inch lightly.

He withdrew his fingers, but he didn't like this kind of deliberate avoidance. Obviously, this person wanted to hang on his body before, and it didn't matter if he hugged him.

Wen Sui put down the cup in embarrassment, and muttered, "I washed that cup for you."

Jiang An leaned forward impatiently, clasped his thin shoulders, and fixed him between himself and the washstand.

There were a lot of questions that he wanted to ask, so he asked. He looked down at Wen Sui's eyes, and paused every word: "Why are you avoiding me recently?"

"I didn't hide, I just felt that we had to keep a little distance, and we couldn't be the same as before."

Wen Sui tilted his head and spat out his saliva, wiped his mouth with a towel, and said, "I've been thinking recently that if someone you like sees us being so close in the future, they will probably be unhappy. Although we are brothers, In the end, you have to pay attention to proportion.”

Jiang An's eyes were pitch black, as if covered with a thick layer of mist, which filled the night tonight, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

He smiled half-smile, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Then what do you think should be the proper balance between us?"

Wen Sui's lower back leaned against the edge of the sink, feeling a little pain in the stomach, put away his legs and stood up slightly, and found that the distance between them was getting closer.

For some reason, he didn't dare to look directly into Jiang An's eyes, his eyes fell on the white tiles on one side, and he said in a low voice, "I don't know, I'm still groping."

"Well, then I'll help you find out." Jiang An slowly repeated his words, raised his hand to hook the narrow waist, and pressed it against his body, "It shouldn't be too much."

Wen Sui felt a sudden heat in his lower abdomen, and he stuck to Jiang An through a layer of pajamas.

He opened his mouth, his throat was a little dry, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Jiang An tilted his head slightly, moved his palms up, pressed the person into his arms, and said close to his ear, "It shouldn't matter if you hug it."

"Well, yes." Wen Sui nodded his head lightly, feeling that while he was speaking, the hot air rushed into his ears with unsteady breathing, and even the roots of his ears began to feel hot.

Jiang An went too far, with one arm around his waist, the other on the sink, and his shoulders against his.

With her head lowered, her lips brushed her fair neck vaguely, and she felt the person in her arms tremble suddenly.

Wen Sui was almost pinned down on the sink by Jiang Anan. He wanted to get up, but he couldn't move.

He licked his lower lip, put his chin on Jiang An's shoulder, and called dryly, "Brother."

"So, it's nothing to hold hands." Jiang An tilted his head, and his lips touched the skin lightly again, sticking to his neck, "at least this level is called inappropriate."

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