he is afraid, he pretends

There was a brief silence in the living room.

Wen Siyuan looked at Wu Luming, caught a rare bit of bewilderment in Wu Luming's eyes, and he felt that it would be better for him to talk to Wu Luming after he cleared his mind.

Sweeping his eyes over the steaming egg fried rice on the table, he stretched out his hand to carry it, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go and throw this away first."

Just as he picked up the plate and was about to get up, Wu Luming suddenly grabbed his wrist.

When Wu Luming stretched out his hand, his sleeves shrunk back a bit, and the skin that had just taken a bath turned whiter, making the red circle around his wrist particularly dazzling.

Wen Siyuan noticed the red circle and paused.

Before he could think about it, Wu Luming's voice came: "Brother Yuan, I just said that this plate of fried rice seems to be edible. I'll go to the kitchen and get a spoon to taste it."

Wen Siyuan, who didn't hear what Wu Luming said just now, paused for a while, and then silently put the plate back on the table.

It turned out that Wu Luming got up to get the spoon.

Noticing Wen Siyuan's movements, Wu Luming sat back on the chair again, he thought for a moment and said: "Brother Yuan, you just said that you are responsible..."

"No." Wen Siyuan interrupted suddenly, "I will be responsible for you."

Wen Siyuan's speech has always been calm and calm, with little emotional ups and downs.

But this time, a little anxiety can be clearly captured in his voice, and it is obvious that he does not want to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings because of being late.

"What are you responsible for...?" Wu Luming withdrew his hand from Wen Siyuan's wrist and asked softly.

Wen Siyuan washed the kitchen with cold water just now, and his wrists were cold.

Wu Luming had just taken a shower, and his palms were hot.

The heat source on the wrist suddenly disappeared, and Wen Siyuan subconsciously followed it for a look, just in time to see Wu Luming's sleeve slide down, covering the red circle on the white wrist.

At the cuff, the hand was put on the knee, and the fingers were slightly curled up.

Wen Siyuan inexplicably felt calm down.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Wu Luming again.

Although I still can't remember the content of the speech, but at least I can speak human words.

"I kissed you last night," he said.

After his words fell, Wu Luming didn't answer right away, but blinked slightly.

After a while, Wu Luming asked softly, "How are you going to be responsible?"

One question from Wu Luming directly pushed the question to the end.

Wen Siyuan wrote the speech for an hour and a half in the morning, and just now he struggled for nearly 10 minutes trying to recall the speech.

However, facing Wu Luming's question at this moment, Wen Siyuan felt that it didn't seem that so many words were necessary to express his meaning.

"Are you willing to associate with me?" He could hear a trace of tension in his voice, but it was more serious than usual.

Wu Luming didn't answer right away, after staring at Wen Siyuan for a while, he suddenly asked again: "Because I have to be responsible for kissing, that's why you want to date?"

"Yes." Wen Siyuan replied.

Almost as soon as the voice fell, he saw the eyelashes on the opposite side tremble twice, and then the eyelids slowly closed. Although there was no obvious emotion, it was definitely not a happy expression.

Wen Siyuan quickly continued: "It was my fault to kiss you without your consent. Neither liking nor being drunk can be used as excuses."

Wu Luming lowered his eyes while listening to the previous words, until he heard the last sentence, he raised his eyes suddenly, opened his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Siyuan.

Wen Siyuan continued: "I originally wanted to ask you if you would like to date me. I don't know if you are willing to date me now. If you don't, my plan is to chase you first. Last night The kiss disrupted my original plan. There is no kiss in the pursuit. Kissing is something that can only be done between lovers. But it is a fact that I kissed you, so I have to take responsibility for that kiss first. , and proceed with the plan.”

Wen Siyuan spoke in a serious and serious tone.

Probably because he is used to talking about academic theories, he interpreted this passage as if it were an official word explanation in a textbook.

Words are words, words are words, but Wu Luming didn't understand it for a long time.

After digesting for a while, Wu Luming asked slowly, "Do you like me?"

Wen Siyuan nodded in response, then looked at Wu Luming, and added: "I like you."

The tone of Wen Siyuan's voice was the same as usual, but when these four words came out of his mouth, Wu Luming's heart couldn't help trembling slightly.

Wu Luming lightly pursed his lower lip before continuing to ask: "But you are proposing to date me now because you kissed me last night and you are responsible for me?"

Wen Siyuan nodded in agreement.

Wu Luming seemed to want to ask again, but he suddenly thought of something, he was quiet for a while, and then said again: "Then if you accidentally kissed someone while drunk, you would also make the same request for dating?"

Wen Siyuan answered faster than Wu Luming imagined: "There will be no such if, I won't kiss others when I'm drunk."

After finishing the words, he subconsciously glanced at Wu Luming's still red mouth, then quickly looked away, and added earnestly: "Yesterday was my first relative."

Wu Luming looked at Wen Siyuan quietly: "But you are not the same after drinking."

Wen Siyuan didn't answer right away this time.

After the conversation between the two just now, his red ears and neck were gradually returning to normal.

However, after holding back the effort, his earlobe began to redden visibly again.

After a long while, there was no change in the voice that came out: "When I'm drunk, I won't lose consciousness, but I will get into the horns and amplify a certain emotion. I kissed you like that yesterday because I was afraid that you would leave with that eight...your friend gone."

"Qian Weichang." Wu Luming reminded.

Wen Siyuan didn't say that he didn't want to know his name like last night, but he just said "hmm", which obviously meant that he still didn't write down Qian Weichang's name.

A little smile appeared in Wu Luming's eyes: "Why don't you want me to go with him?"

Wen Siyuan was more honest than when he was drunk last night, and he agreed after not being quiet for too long: "I don't want you to take care of him."

After finishing speaking, he commented pertinently: "I think he can jump quite steadily by himself."

The smile in Wu Luming's eyes deepened, and he asked directly again: "Brother Yuan, are you jealous?"

Wen Siyuan looked up at him, just in time to catch the smile in his eyes.

Wu Luming didn't see a smile in his eyes all morning, but he smiled at this time.

Wen Siyuan answered more directly: "Yes."

The corner of his mouth raised a little bit, Wu Luming nodded, and said softly: "Understood."

Before Wen Siyuan understood what Wu Luming meant by "understand", the person in front of him suddenly stood up.

He subconsciously followed and raised his head, but when he saw the person in front of him, he quickly bent down again.

Wu Luming raised one hand and put it on Wen Siyuan's shoulder, half-closed his eyelids, his eyes fell on Wen Siyuan's mouth, bent over and slowly retracted the distance between the two.

The sun seemed to be a little harsher than it was ten minutes ago.

During Wu Luming's movements, a ray of sunlight shining into the room from the window leaked past Wen Siyuan's eyes, he closed his eyes reflexively, and when he opened them again, Wu Luming's lips were already imprinted on his lips.

After all, the memory after drunk is not as clear and intuitive as when sober.

Wen Siyuan remembered that Wu Luming's lips were soft.

But at this moment, the mint-flavored kiss fell on his lips, and he found that it was completely different from the softness he remembered.

Suddenly, a more soft and wet feeling came.

Wu Luming's hand on his shoulder slowly moved up, and finally grabbed his collar lightly.

The young man in front of him didn't dare to look at him when he was kissing him, his eyelids were closed, and his eyelashes trembled in front of his eyes.

Wu Luming gently pried his lips open, hooked his upper lip with the tip of his tongue lightly, then let him go and turned around, and sat back on the chair behind him.

Under the sun, her white and tender cheeks were stained red. After sitting down, Wu Luming raised his hand and scratched lightly on the armrest of the chair, then looked at Wen Siyuan again and said, "The first problem is solved."

Wen Siyuan hadn't fully recovered from the kiss just now, and looked at Wu Luming with some doubts.

"I kissed you without your consent. Now that we're even, you don't have to be responsible to me." Wu Luming explained softly.

Thinking appeared in Wen Siyuan's eyes.

He thought about it quite seriously, as if he was wondering if this matter could be evened out like this.

Until Wu Luming's voice sounded again: "You can continue with your original plan now."

There was still the scent of mint that Wu Luming poked over just now on his mouth.

Wen Siyuan's toothpaste is not mint-flavored, but candy-flavored.

There is a large box of candy-flavored toothpaste in his bathroom. The two little ones in the family bought it home arguing last year during the Chinese New Year. They couldn't use it, so their mother forced it to be brought here to him.

The originally somewhat sweet candy flavor mixed with the fragrance of mint suddenly became much more acceptable.

Wen Siyuan was attracted by this smell and his mind stopped for a while. It took a while for Wu Luming to finish his sentence before he realized what the "original plan" meant.

The original plan was to confess first.

Wen Siyuan thought about it, and temporarily forgot to think about whether kissing can be equal.

No matter what the occasion, Wen Siyuan, who almost always played the role of ideological leader, once again followed Wu Luming's words unpreparedly, and followed without any struggle.

Having confessed once, it is much easier to confess again.

He looked at Wu Luming, and his tone was more serious than when he confessed his love for the first time: "Xiao Ming, I like you, would you consider dating me?"

Wu Luming quietly watched Wen Siyuan's eyes from beginning to end.

When he opened his mouth to answer, his eyes suddenly glanced at the plate of fried rice with eggs on the table that was no longer smoking. After a while, he stood up abruptly and said, "I want to eat this plate of fried rice with eggs first."

After he finished speaking, he went into the kitchen and took out a spoon.

Wen Siyuan's gaze followed him in and out.

When Wu Luming sat down with a spoon, Wen Siyuan suddenly remembered what his mother had said to him when he praised his father's egg fried rice: "Although your father's egg fried rice is not particularly delicious, it is very simple and tastes like home. "

Wen Siyuan glanced at the fried rice with most of the eggs on the table... It's impossible to taste the taste of a monk, maybe it can taste like fried rice.

He immediately wanted to stop it, but Wu Luming had already spooned it into his mouth.

It's not that Wen Siyuan hasn't cooked.

He had fried the kitchen several times in his third year of high school, and he knew how unpalatable the food he cooked was.

Wu Luming spooned a whole spoonful of rice, stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and he chewed slowly as he savored it.

Wen Siyuan observed Wu Luming's expression.

Can't see much abnormality.

Just when Wen Siyuan reasonably doubted whether his culinary skills had improved over the years, Wu Luming's chewing movements suddenly stopped.

After Wu Luming stopped chewing, he didn't make any other movements for a long time, but blinked his eyes slowly twice.

After a while, he glanced at the table beside him.

Seeing that the dining table was clean, he took out a piece of paper and spread it out on the table, then bent down and lowered his head, and spat something onto the paper.

Soon he straightened up, and the two of them fell into a brief silence together as they looked at the white lump the size of a pinky finger lying on the tissue.

The most conventional fine salt is used at home.

Wu Luming had seen a block of salt fried with coarse salt, and it was the first time he had seen such a large block of salt fried with fine salt.

It's no wonder that the rice just now tasted nothing but burnt. After chewing it twice, it was instantly too salty.

This time Wen Siyuan was the first to come back to his senses, and immediately reached out to take the plate, stood up and said in a deep voice: "I'll fry another plate."

Wu Luming glanced at the kitchen where the smoke hadn't cleared, and quickly called people to stop: "No need."

Wen Siyuan and Wu Luming looked at each other silently for a moment: "I'm still..."

"I am willing." Wu Luming interrupted Wen Siyuan's words.

His voice was very soft, but he looked at Wen Siyuan seriously.

Wen Siyuan didn't react for a while, subconsciously said: "What?"

After the voice fell to the ground, he had already realized it, but before he could make a sound, he heard Wu Luming speak again: "I said to date, I am willing."

When he originally grabbed Wen Siyuan, he pulled the sleeve of Wen Siyuan's hand hanging beside him.

After saying this, he slid his hand down two points, gently grabbed Wen Siyuan's cool little finger, looked up at Wen Siyuan, with a smile in his eyes again: "Brother Yuan, can I still do it again?" Do you like it once you hear it?"

Wen Siyuan took in the smile on Wu Luming's face.

This time I didn't mention the eight...friends.

It was smiling at him alone.

He raised the hand hanging by his side, stayed in mid-air for a while, and finally landed on Wu Luming's soft hair, rubbing it lightly.

"I like you." There was no tension in Wen Siyuan's voice this time, and the missing tension was carefully filled, "I like you."

·

Wen Siyuan didn't let Wu Luming take a second bite of the egg fried rice.

He went downstairs to buy breakfast, and after having a quiet breakfast with Wu Luming, he was getting up to tidy up when he suddenly saw Wu Luming who was wiping his mouth with a tissue frowned slightly.

His eyes fell on the wound at the corner of Wu Luming's mouth, he stopped his movements and asked aloud, "Is the wound on your mouth still not covered with medicine?"

Wu Luming, who was wiping his mouth, paused, then slowly put down the tissue, looked up at him and shook his head.

"Where is the medicine I gave you yesterday?"

Wu Luming heard the words, and subconsciously touched the pocket of his coat.

Without touching his pocket, he remembered that he had taken off his coat in Wen Siyuan's bedroom last night.

He explained to Wen Siyuan that he got up to get it, but was held down by Wen Siyuan in the next second: "I'll get it, you wait for me on the sofa."

After Wen Siyuan finished speaking, he took the bag on the table and passed by the trash can next to the coffee table to throw it away, and then went straight to the bedroom.

When he came out, Wu Luming had already sat down on the sofa.

Wu Luming wore a light green hooded sweater after taking a shower.

The light green was already white, but now the sun was shining on the sofa, he sat cross-legged on the sofa, his whole body was surrounded by the sun so white that it seemed to glow.

Wen Siyuan walked over and sat down beside Wu Luming.

Wu Luming heard the movement, turned sideways towards Wen Siyuan, and raised it to catch the ointment in Wen Siyuan's hand.

As soon as he raised his hand, he heard Wen Siyuan say: "I'll come."

After Wen Siyuan finished speaking, he opened the box of ointment in his hand.

Seeing this, Wu Luming withdrew his hand and watched Wen Siyuan's movements quietly.

From Wen Siyuan's confession to the present, it has been nearly 10 minutes.

In these four 10 minutes, from eating to talking, the two get along in the same way as before.

This made Wu Luming a little dazed, wondering whether Wen Siyuan's confession just now was his illusion.

"What about the tube of medicine that your friend gave you?"

Wen Siyuan's voice suddenly sounded.

Followed by a cool touch from the corner of the mouth.

"Give it back to him." Wu Luming agreed aloud.

Sure enough, Wen Siyuan didn't remember Qian Weichang's name at all.

Wen Siyuan let out a "hmm" when he heard that.

There was an imperceptible bit of satisfaction in the voice.

Then there was no sound.

She just wiped away the medicine from the corner of his mouth with small gestures.

The two got close, and when Wen Siyuan came back with breakfast, an unsealed bottle of milk spilled on his hand.

He washed his hands after he came back, but when he got close, he could still smell the faint fragrance of milk.

It smells like sweet milk.

Mint flavor mixed with ointment.

Like peppermint toffee.

Wu Luming unconsciously lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Siyuan's hand which was applying medicine for him.

Wen Siyuan's hands were as tall as he was, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, and neatly trimmed nails.

His index finger daubed at the corner of Wu Luming's mouth, and his other fingers occasionally touched his lips during the movement.

A little cool.

Wu Luming pursed his lower lip reflexively, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man's Adam's apple sliding up and down.

When Wu Luming looked over completely, there was no movement.

He was silent for a moment, as if thinking of something, he pursed his lower lip again.

The Adam's apple in front of her eyes slipped gently again.

A smile gradually appeared in Wu Luming's eyes.

It's still a little different from when I wasn't in love, he thought.

It happened that the hand at the corner of the mouth left at this moment, and Wu Luming raised his hand to grab Wen Siyuan's hand that was about to leave.

Seeing Wen Siyuan's Adam's apple that exposed his heart uncomfortably slid up and down twice, he raised his eyes to meet Wen Siyuan's eyes, and asked aloud, "Brother Yuan, do you want to kiss?"

Wen Siyuan was obviously taken aback by his straightforwardness.

But after not being in a daze for too long, he came back to his senses, the hand held by Wu Luming did not move, but the other hand took the ointment on his hand, and after putting it on the tea table beside him, he looked at Wu Luming with a serious expression: "Not yet."

This answer was unexpected by Wu Luming.

So he didn't respond for a while, and looked at Wen Siyuan quietly.

Wu Luming's reaction was within Wen Siyuan's expectation.

Wen Siyuan has calmed down now, and he can almost communicate with Wu Luming normally, so he simply took this opportunity to talk to Wu Luming.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at Wu Luming holding his hand, and didn't move for the time being, but sat upright in front of Wu Luming, as if he was going to talk about something important.

Seeing this, Wu Luming sat upright subconsciously, and let go of the hand that was holding his wrist.

Wen Siyuan looked down at the wrist that had just been let go, then at Wu Luming's hand, and then sat down again and looked at Wu Luming.

"I checked recently. According to big data, if a relationship follows a gradual process, the probability of long-term stability will be much higher."

Wu Luming didn't seem to be able to understand right away, and after a while, he asked softly: "How to proceed step by step?"

Wen Siyuan explained slowly: "Interacting, holding hands, hugging, and kissing are all carried out in sequence. During the progression of these intimate actions, it is best to add some daily things to enhance the relationship."

He said and paused for a moment to think: "For example, after confirming the relationship, you can watch a movie first, and then you can go to the step of holding hands after watching the movie. Similarly, eating and playing together can be counted in it. According to my search I roughly summed up the information, holding hands and hugging should happen within a week or so. As for kissing, if the relationship progresses quickly, it can start in about half a month, and further things..."

He paused again, this time after a while, before uttering a few words: "It will take at least three months."

After Wen Siyuan finished speaking, he unexpectedly saw a dazed look on Wu Luming's face who couldn't react immediately.

The reason why he checked this was because Xu Qiqi casually reminded him yesterday morning after talking about it.

"Speaking of which, if you really fell in love with your younger brother, with your personality, you two probably need to get along for a while. There is a generation gap in age, and you are more rigid than your peers. Nowadays, young people basically take the enthusiastic and fast-paced route. , must be ground."

Xu Qiqi's words reminded Wen Siyuan of something.

He doesn't know exactly when Wu Luming fell in love with him, but he is not stupid. Knowing that Wu Luming likes him, some of Wu Luming's actions after moving into the house, including those words that he wanted to kiss him later, are obviously because of It's obvious that she likes him and she's here for him.

It was a little enthusiastic and fast.

But Wen Siyuan didn't feel troubled.

Now that he has clearly recognized his feelings for Wu Luming, as long as Wu Luming doesn't do anything that violates the bottom line, he can tolerate it.

However, as soon as this idea came up, I heard Xu Qiqi muttered from the opposite side: "But to be honest, enthusiasm is easy to come and go quickly, especially for young people who haven't completely settled down..."

...Some things still depend on the situation and tolerance.

Since enthusiasm tends to come and go quickly, let it come slowly.

He could tell that Wu Luming liked to be close to him very much.

So when he made this decision, he thought about it, if Wu Luming was unwilling or unhappy, he would coax him.

As Xu Qiqi said, coaxing a lover is more effective than anything else.

If Wu Luming is still unwilling, then he can make a slight concession on the original time point.

Coaxing Wen Siyuan has never done it since he was so old.

The two little ones in the family can wink when they are very young. Basically, as long as he frowns, the two children will consciously be honest.

Wen Siyuan knew he couldn't lie, so he stole a lot from Xu Qiqi yesterday.

He would carefully look at Wu Luming's expression, and waited for Wu Luming to express his reluctance, and then began to try to coax him.

However, after Wu Luming was silent for a long time, he seemed to accept it quite well, and even looked at Wen Siyuan with a light smile, and said, "Okay."

it is good?

This time it was Wen Siyuan's turn to be stunned.

After Wu Luming agreed, he didn't speak for a long time, and seemed to be lost in thought.

Seeing this, Wen Siyuan slowly put the ointment on the coffee table back into the box without paying much attention.

Wu Luming suddenly moved.

He immediately stopped and looked towards Wu Luming.

But Wu Luming only changed his sitting posture, and supported one of his crossed legs.

Wen Siyuan continued to load the ointment.

Wu Luming suddenly moved again.

Wen Siyuan stopped again and looked at Wu Luming.

It was discovered that Wu Luming's elbow touched the knee supporting that leg, and then he supported his face with that hand, and his face was still thinking.

Wu Luming was wearing a pair of loose checked pants today.

The trousers on the raised leg were pulled up to about the calf, revealing a white calf.

The skin of Wu Luming's whole body was fair and smooth.

Wen Siyuan obviously only saw it once, and didn't look at it carefully that time, so he just wrote it down for some reason.

He seemed not afraid of the sun at all, and there was almost no color difference between the skin under the clothes and the skin outside the clothes.

His ankles are very distinct, and there is a little flesh on his calf, which will be pressed on the sofa, and it is conspicuously white in the sun.

"Brother Yuan."

Wu Luming's sudden sound interrupted Wen Siyuan's sight.

Wen Siyuan immediately withdrew his thoughts and looked at Wu Luming.

I thought, I really don't want to.

Wu Luming's hand resting on his knee will now be supporting his face.

He was facing the sun, half-closed his eyes, and his eyes seemed a little sleepy.

Seeing Wen Siyuan's eyes, he asked softly: "What do you mean by going further?"

Wen Siyuan's coaxing words have already appeared a few words: "If you don't think..."

After understanding Wu Luming's words, the voice stopped abruptly.

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Starting today, for the next three months, every day, a person surnamed Wen will toss and turn at night, thinking about how to make the words not like the water poured out