When Luo Yi came out of the shower, he saw Wen Xiaohui holding his student ID card, looking a little distracted, and he was obviously hesitant to speak. He glanced at his backpack and understood: "Brother Xiaohui, did you take a picture?"
"Ah, take a picture now." Wen Xiaohui put his student ID card on the floor and took a picture, then made a scissors hand in the camera, showing off his thin and long fingers.
"Oh, that's right." Luo Yi dug out something from his backpack and handed it to Wen Xiaohui, "You can take this to Sydney tomorrow."
Wen Xiaohui saw that it was the ID card, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Huh? Why do you have his ID card?"
"Didn't I call an ambulance that day? When I went to pay the money, the doctor asked me his age and name. I took out my ID card to look at it, but I forgot to put it back in my wallet and stuffed it into my pocket together with the receipt. inside."
Wen Xiaohui said "Oh" and felt relieved immediately. He took the ID card and shook it in disgust, "Sister Xueli won't want this thing either, so just throw it away."
"Well, it's up to you to deal with it."
Wen Xiaohui posted on Weibo and called it a day: "Oh, my followers are almost 70,000."
"Let me see." Luo Yi brought his wet head closer, and a refreshing smell of shampoo floated into Wen Xiaohui's nose.
Wen Xiaohui's profile picture on Weibo is a picture of his face tilted on his knees, looking at the camera with misty eyes, his tender lips are slightly parted, his skin is white and shiny, and a V-neck knit sweater reveals a large collarbone, sexy and coquettish gas.
"The head portrait is so pretty." Luo Yi said.
Wen Xiaohui was fascinated by the smell of shampoo, and suddenly, the water from Luo Yi's hair dripped on the screen, and he suddenly came back to his senses, "You, what you use is what I bought. Shampoo?"
"Yes, I think it will be used on the shelf."
"Oh!" Wen Xiaohui said anxiously, "I said I would take care of it for you, why did you use it first?"
Luo Yi blinked innocently, "How about doing it now?"
"The steps are messed up, forget it, let's do it another day." Wen Xiaohui leaned over, lifted his nose and sniffed vigorously, "It smells so good."
Luo Yi pressed the back of Wen Xiaohui's head, rubbed his head against his hair, and said with a low smile, "Then I'll give you some."
The distance between the two of them was so close that they could feel each other's breath, Wen Xiaohui unconsciously grabbed the phone tightly, swallowing nervously.
Luo Yi looked into Wen Xiaohui's eyes, and said softly, "Brother Xiaohui, how did you take that photo? Do you really have that expression?"
"What... expression." Wen Xiaohui felt the beating of his heart shaking his internal organs, and he subconsciously leaned his body back.
Luo Yi smiled and pointed to his avatar: "This one looks very sexy."
Wen Xiaohui laughed twice: "Hahaha, this, it took more than 60 photos to pick out a good-looking one, and it took an hour to retouch the photo. This is the basic professional ethics of an Internet celebrity."
Luo Yi rubbed his hair: "You look good just the way you are." Then he got up and went to blow dry his hair.
The rest of Wen Xiaohui sat on the ground limply, his face was hot, and he couldn't recover for a long time. He grabbed his phone and sent three messages in a GAY group: Introduce me to a man!
Introduce me to men!
Introduce me to men!
This urgent cry blew a lot of people out.
"What's the matter, you miss a man in the middle of the night?"
"So hungry? Come here, brother, I'll help you."
Wen Xiaohui's fingers typed quickly: "Fuck you, I mean the truth, quickly introduce me to a boyfriend, I want to get rid of this cursed virgin body!"
"What's wrong with you today?"
How could Wen Xiaohui dare to say that now and then he would be tempted by a fifteen-year-old boy and let his imagination run wild, it was too embarrassing, too immoral, he attributed this to the fact that he was really too lonely, and he had to find a boyfriend quickly.
A group of people booed in the group for a long time, and the person named "Little Mom" sent a message: Adi, I will go home in two days, I have a good one on hand, and I will introduce it to you then.
When Wen Xiaohui saw it, he was so excited that he sent a voice: "Mom? Are you coming back from death?"
A very sissy voice came from the opposite side: "Don't be so scary, please! You are making a mask."
"You really want to come back? Isn't it very difficult for you to ask for leave?"
"I graduated."
Xiaoma is Wen Xiaohui's best friend, her real name is Luo Rui, and she has a rather troubled personality, so people gave her the nickname "Little Mom"—yes, he gave it to her.
Luo Rui aspired to be a pastry chef since he was a child. He was from a relatively good family, so he went to France to learn pastry as soon as he graduated. When Wen Xiaohui heard that he was coming back, he was very happy.
"Why did you graduate so quickly?"
"I'm not going to college. This baking school has four semesters. It ended last month. I'm traveling in Italy now. I'll go back when I'm done playing, good boy."
"Fuck, bring me a gift!"
"Nonsense, otherwise you won't kill me." Luo Rui said bitterly, "I've been away for so long, but you haven't found a boyfriend yet. What have you been doing?"
"Do you know how busy I am? I can't even take time off. I only have enough time to date, not enough to fall in love."
"What a date, you bastard, if you really had the guts, you wouldn't howl in the group."
Wen Xiaohui cried and said, "I want a boyfriend, a boyfriend, a boyfriend."
"Okay, okay, I told you to introduce it to you, wait for me to go back."
"It's not your spare tire, is it?"
"You do not want?"
"... Yes, let me see it first, it doesn't matter if you are not tall or handsome, you know my taste."
"Of course, just wait."
After Luo Yi came out of the bathroom, he saw Wen Xiaohui smirking there: "What's wrong?"
Wen Xiaohui said with a smile: "I'm about to come back from abroad when I'm young, and I'll introduce you to him when the time comes. The desserts he makes are amazing."
"OK."
Wen Xiaohui jumped up and said cheerfully, "I'm going to take a shower."
Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui's back until he disappeared in the bathroom, then picked up his mobile phone and turned to Shao Qun's number.
After Wen Xiaohui got off work, he came to a coffee shop according to an appointment. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Xue Li sitting at a table in the farthest corner, with thick black long hair, making his face a little pale.
"Sister Sydney." Wen Xiaohui observed her expression carefully, but couldn't see joy or sorrow.
Sydney said: "Sit down, I ordered caramel mocha for you."
"Thank you." Wen Xiaohui rubbed his hands. For the first time, he didn't know what to say when facing Sydney.
Sydney said: "How are you recently?"
"Pretty good."
"You... When did you have a nephew? Aren't you the only child?"
"Oh, a distant relative, I just got in touch recently."
Xue Li's eyes flickered a little: "So, you haven't seen it before?"
"no, what happened."
"Oh, it's nothing." Xueli put her hair behind her ears, lowered her head and took a sip of her coffee.
Wen Xiaohui asked cautiously: "Sister Sydney, how are you doing recently?" It has been a month since what happened at Sydney's house, and he can't imagine how many difficult things will happen in this month.
Sydney nodded and took a deep breath: "... I'm relieved."
"Huh?" Wen Xiaohui didn't understand.
Xueli raised her head and said word for word, "He's dead."
Wen Xiaohui slowly opened his eyes wide: "He, is he dead?"
"Yes, dead."
Wen Xiaohui was so shocked that he almost didn't bring it up, he tremblingly said: "Could it be last time..."
"No, it has nothing to do with you, it happened last week."
Wen Xiaohui let out a long breath. He was so frightened that his heart stopped just now. If it was because of Luo Yi's sudden attack, it would be troublesome. He asked, "How did he die?"
"He owes more than six million yuan in gambling debts, and the usury has been looking for him for a long time. This time, he was probably discovered and forced to jump off the building by the debt collector." Sydney paused, and added, "The police told me. "
Wen Xiaohui inexplicably felt a chill down his spine: "Then the usury won't trouble you, will it?"
"No, we've already divorced." Sydney said in a deep voice, "I won't be threatened or harassed by him anymore."
"Congratulations, Miss Sydney."
Xueli forced a smile and nodded, but she seemed to be preoccupied.
Wen Xiaohui suddenly remembered that ID card, he hesitated whether to give it to Xue Li, but it seemed that there was no need at all except to add trouble.
Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Xue Li's expression became a little nervous: "What's the matter, do you want to say something?"
"Ah? Nothing."
Sydney narrowed her eyes: "What do you know?"
Wen Xiaohui was startled by her nervous reaction: "Know what?"
"What do you want to say? You obviously wanted to say something just now!"
Wen Xiaohui subconsciously leaned back, and he took out the ID card: "It's nothing, this is it..."
As if seeing a ghost, Xue Li suddenly leaned back.
"Sister Sydney, don't be afraid." Wen Xiaohui thought she had too many scary impressions of this face, and quickly comforted him, "It was when we sent him to the ambulance that the doctor took it out to see his age and name. Yes, Luo Yi forgot to put it back in his wallet. I didn’t think it would be useful at first, so I was hesitating whether to give it to you.”
Sydney's voice was a little sharp: "What are you doing to me, throw it away!"
"Oh." Wen Xiaohui quickly threw it into the trash can, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."
Xue Li took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down: "It's okay, I scared you, this man is my nightmare..."
Wen Xiaohui grabbed her hand and stroked it lightly: "Sister Xue Li, everything is over, don't think about it anymore."
Sydney smiled lightly: "Yes, it's all over. Xiaohui, thank you, thank you for coming to save me at that time."
Wen Xiaohui said coquettishly: "As long as you don't get angry with me, it will be fine."
Xueli grabbed his hand, rubbed it against his forehead, and said with a sob, "Xiaohui, thank you, why are you so nice."
Wen Xiaohui giggled and said, "Because you are very kind to me."
Sydney frowned deeply, as if it was hard to say: "You... your nephew..."
"Luo Yi? What happened to him?"
"He, he may not be as simple as you think..."
"What's the matter? Oh, it's because of what he said last time. He was so angry that he said harsh words." Wen Xiaohui explained, "He is a very good boy, very careful and smart."
Sydney lowered his head heavily.
When returning home, Wen Xiaohui was sitting on the bus, not playing with his mobile phone, but looking at the scenery flying by outside the window, thinking about what happened just now.
For some reason, he always had some chaotic and difficult thoughts in his mind. Since Luo Yi's appearance, his seemingly peaceful life has actually been causing turmoil. The reaction of Sydney just now, in retrospect, is really weird. She asked herself "know what?", should he know something? Moreover, why did she mention Luo Yi for no reason? The two of them didn't say a few words...
The more Wen Xiaohui thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. He felt his head was going to explode. He shook his head, thinking that he was thinking too much. Sydney's troubles were solved. This is a happy thing for everyone. He should spend more time worrying about himself Trouble, like Shao Qun.
Suddenly, his phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Raven calling. Wen Xiaohui answered the phone: "Hello, Raven."
"Xiaohui, where are you?"
"Just going home."
"Today is my birthday."
"Ah? Oh!" Wen Xiaohui hurriedly said, "Raven, I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently so..."
"It's okay." Raven laughed twice, "I didn't say it in the studio, I'm afraid too many people will know, it will make a lot of noise, it's so annoying, I just want to spend time with people who are closer to me, I'm in the cash box, come and play with me."
"Oh, okay, but I didn't prepare anything..." Wen Xiaohui secretly scolded Raven for being a bitch, why did he tell him that he still had to buy gifts. He intuited that Raven's sudden enthusiasm was nothing good, but it was Raven's birthday, if he refused, he could only agree.
"No need, it's fine if you come."
Wen Xiaohui got off the car at the next stop, there happened to be a shopping mall, he went in and bought a can of La Mer's eye cream, and when he paid for it, his flesh hurt so much that he wanted to cry.
After carefully wrapping the gift, he resigned himself to his fate and rushed to the cash drawer.
After getting out of the car, Luo Yi just sent a text message asking him how he met with Sydney. He just remembered that he didn't tell Luo Yi about such a big event. He replied: I'm going to the boss's birthday party, When I go back to tell you, there is breaking news.
As soon as the text message was sent, Luo Yi called. Wen Xiaohui thought that Luo Yi wanted to know about Sydney, but unexpectedly Luo Yi said, "Are you going to the bar?"
"No, KTV."
"Drink less alcohol, don't go home too late, it will hurt your health."
"Understood." Wen Xiaohui had the feeling of being checked by Luo Yi. He recalled it carefully. It seemed that every time he went home to sleep, Luo Yi would ask him what he was doing. At first he thought it was an unconscious greeting, so It was the same as "Have you eaten?", but gradually, he felt that Luo Yi really wanted to know what he was doing, and Luo Yi's dependence on him made him feel a little bit stressed and sympathetic.
"Where are you? I'll pick you up if you're drunk."
"No, my colleague will send me back if I'm really drunk."
"Tell me, just in case."
"The cash drawer on XX Road, I'm here, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"good."
Wen Xiaohui was ushered into the box by the waiter, and when the door of the box opened, Wen Xiaohui's anger rushed to his forehead, and he saw Mr. Luo sitting next to Raven.