Xie Wenxing wondered if he heard it wrong.
He and Guan He looked at each other for a while, and Xie Wenxing heard himself repeating the question cautiously: "Are you sure?"
Guan He said, "Sit down."
Xie Wenxing: "Huh?"
Guan He: "Standing is inconvenient."
But sitting on the sofa is just as inconvenient for him.
After hesitating again and again, Xie Wenxing took a pouf from the side and sat down. After taking it, Xie Wenxing found that he really might as well sit on the sofa. Because of the location, Guan He's gaze was somewhat condescending.
Xie Wenxing stretched out his hand, probably because he had been staying in a heated place. The clothes on the other person were actually very thin, and the cold fabric of the suit pants passed over his palm. He tried his best to ignore the nervousness: "Strength... is it okay?"
Guan He nodded casually, he didn't look at Xie Wenxing now, and took his mobile phone to play.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Xie Wenxing originally thought that he would be able to relax after a while, but on the contrary, from his angle, he could see Guan He's slender and slightly curved eye ends, straight and beautiful nose bridge and thin upper lip.
It is indeed handsome, but it also has a very distant appearance, and even a little flirtatious.
The heartbeat couldn't help but get faster and faster. For a while, Xie Wenxing's mind was blank. When he reacted, his hand had already reached the side of his thigh, and if he went too far, it would be...
Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, there took the initiative to poke him.
Xie Wenxing's brain suddenly became hot, and his hands seemed to be on fire. After realizing it, he quickly put his hands in the normal position, and he didn't dare to look up at Guan He. Well, he touched it first, no matter how you look at it, his behavior is not good, even seductive.
This is not a coquettish operation, but a hooliganism.
But if Guan He doesn't move by himself, then it won't...
Do you want to apologize
"Okay." Hearing the other party's voice, Xie Wenxing stood up as if he had been amnesty, and he saw Guan He's eyes just as he was about to say something.
Even since the reunion, this was the first time Guan He looked at him like this. It was as if there was snow in the stream, cold and indifferent, and even complicated that Xie Wenxing couldn't understand.
"Go to bed early." Guan He stopped looking at this side after finishing speaking. Combined with the look in his eyes just now, Xie Wenxing understood that this was an order to evict guests.
Still messed with him.
Xie Wenxing tried his best to ignore the frustration in his heart, thinking of what he said just now, he couldn't help curling his lips in self-mocking.
It's so fucking hard to flirt in front of someone you really like. Feeling happy and guilty when you accidentally bump into it, it's like committing a crime.
Xie Wenxing went upstairs with his back turned to Guan He, who looked at his back and frowned slightly.
Guan He was indeed in a bad mood, he intentionally gave Xie Wenxing a chance, but unexpectedly, as Guan Sha said, the other party really let go of his reserve. But what made him feel the worst was not Xie Wenxing's routine, but that even if the other party used such a mentally retarded method to trick him, he was still willing to take the bait.
The body's reaction is the most honest, he has desire for Xie Wenxing.
*
Xie Wenxing rarely woke up early.
Because of the accident last night, he was not in the mood to play games after returning to his room, and went to bed earlier than usual, and it was only after eight o'clock when he woke up to check his phone.
He got up to wash up, and when he went downstairs, Aunt Song smiled at him: "Mr. Xie, breakfast is on the table, and it's still hot."
"Auntie can just call me Xiaoxie," Xie Wenxing sat down, "Do you usually make breakfast?"
For a person like him who has been out at night since he moved into the villa, it was the first time he knew that the breakfast aunt would also come over to cook.
Aunt Song nodded: "Mr. Guan's living habits have always been very good. I will come at about seven o'clock. If he knows that you have adjusted your schedule today, he will be happy."
Guan He wouldn't care about this.
Xie Wenxing smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie."
Seeing him start eating, Aunt Song left the villa.
Xie Wenxing played with his mobile phone while eating, he just replied a message and received a call. The caller is Lao Xie, his father.
He didn't speak, and he didn't speak over there. After a few seconds, Lao Xie seemed a little unbelievable: "Wake up so early?"
Xie Wenxing hummed.
"Get up early, get up early is good for your health, I told you that young people should get up early and go to bed early..."
Lao Xie told him some homely things, and after going around for about ten minutes, Lao Xie suddenly said: "Your Aunt Sui wants to buy a house before the Chinese New Year. It is said that the area in the new district will go up after the Chinese New Year. Jing paid the tuition for next semester, and there is a shortfall of 600,000, and Dad wants to borrow it from you."
Without waiting for Xie Wenxing to speak, Lao Xie added: "I will pay it back next summer at the latest, together with what I borrowed before."
Xie Wenxing is a divorced family. His mother went to Shanghai before he could remember, and his father remarried an aunt to live. When he was a child, his aunt and father didn’t care about him, only his grandma took care of him.
It is also because of this that Xie Wenxing and Lao Xie are not close, especially in the past few years when his aunt and Lao Xiesheng’s son Xie Jing went abroad to study painting and spent six to seven hundred thousand a year. Lao Xie asked him to borrow money several times. Xie Wenxing There was no mention of repayment, and the other side remained silent.
"Okay." Xie Wenxing clearly heard a relaxed breath after he agreed: "Is it still the old card?"
"Yes." Lao Xie's tone was lighter: "Thank you, son. Your brother said that several of his classmates really like you, and they often watch your live broadcast on TV..."
Where is it live on TV
Before Lao Xie could finish boasting, Xie Wenxing interrupted him: "Dad, I have something to tell you."
"Um?"
"Is your computer turned on?" Xie Wenxing's father is a civil servant, and he is facing the computer at work: "Go to Baidu to close the crane. Close the door, and the crane bird's crane."
Xie Wenxing heard the sound of typing on the keyboard over there, and after a while, Xie said: "This is your new boss, right? The young man is very handsome. But I just typed his name, followed by Lu Yaoyao, the boss and the female anchor are rumored? That's kind of not good."
"It's not very good," Xie Wenxing said, "You replace Lu Yaoyao with Xie Wenxing."
"..."
"I married him."
Xie Wenxing hung up the phone before Lao Xie scolded him like hell. He quickly opened the app to transfer the money, and the peer transfer was instant. Sure enough, Lao Xie, who received the money, did not call again.
Xie Wenxing put down his phone and was satisfied. Yes, but one thing on my mind.
*
At the end of the live broadcast in the evening, a large group of people suddenly posted barrage in his live broadcast room:
[Moshen, fsh has booked your New Year's Eve]
[Fuhuang just said in the live broadcast room that he wants to make an appointment with you in a father-son game, on New Year's Eve, he will be ashamed if he loses, and if he loses, he will marry you]
[The look of the e-sports circle and the look of the anchor circle, I will first wish the two of you a hundred years of marriage and an early baby].
"Don't lead me to the rhythm," Xie Wenxing smiled: "Did fsh really say that?"
It was on New Year's Eve two years ago that Xie Wenxing, who had just entered the industry, became famous overnight by killing fsh three times solo. Having not played fsh1v1 in almost two years, Xie Wenxing was a little moved when he thought that the other party represented the top level of domestic e-sports.
[Really, if you don’t believe me, ask him yourself]
[When the time comes, I will ask for a homepage on the platform, and the title will be "Fu Huang Touching the God to Get Married". ]
[Then I'm afraid I'm going to accept gifts and get soft].
Xie Wenxing watched a group of people chattering and laughing, he inadvertently glanced at the lower right corner, just in time to see the system prompt:
"Let me touch you" entered the live broadcast room.
Xie Wenxing froze.
The unidentified barrage is still matching him with fsh Lalang, discussing how many viewers this century matchup will have, and what kind of grand occasion will be presented on post bars, forums and Weibo.
Let me imitate you: [New Year's Eve holiday, the platform is closed for one day].
…
[Who did I just see? What did you see? ]
[I'm fucking blind? ]
[I go? Mr. Guan is very generous, how much RMB will this damn lose? ]
[Mr. Guan, are you on vacation for Lu Yaoyao? After all, on New Year's Eve, it is the joy of life to be warm, fragrant and nephrite in your arms].
Xie Wenxing was also surprised, but after being surprised, he remembered that the blue whale was on vacation and he was free on New Year's Eve: "Then what should I do?"
Let me touch you: [You go home].
[Hahahaha, thank you for your hard work, the big brother asked you to go home for the New Year]
[It's been a busy year, let's take a break].
It's not a big deal to watch the excitement on the barrage, but Xie Wenxing is different. He just told Lao Xie such a breaking news today, why wouldn't Lao Xie break his leg when he went back
"I can't go back this year," Xie Wenxing said, "I broke up with my dad and am homeless."
The barrage began to mock him as an orphan who couldn't find a home. Xie Wenxing was about to pick one to go back, when he saw Guan He's id in a group of barrages.
Let me touch you: [You have].
Xie Wenxing stopped talking. He understood Guan He's thoughts, the other party wanted to take him back to meet his parents. From the very beginning, Guan He had no intention of letting him celebrate the New Year with Lao Xie.
Xie Wenxing sat on the chair, his thoughts slowly drifting far away.
On New Year's Eve six years ago, his mother suddenly returned to the capital, and she insisted on taking Xie Wenxing away. A woman Xie Wenxing had never seen before quarreled with Lao Xie at home, and the two of them quarreled until the sky was dark and the roof was about to be knocked over by them. Xie Wenxing couldn't take it anymore and quietly called Guan He.
The heavy snow has paralyzed most of the traffic routes in the capital. To this day, Xie Wenxing finds it inconceivable that Guan He could persuade his driver to come around.
Grandma was the first to notice Xie Wenxing's strangeness. She asked him where he was going so late, and Xie Wenxing whispered, "I'm going to stay at Guan He's house for a few days."
After finishing speaking, Xie Wenxing ran downstairs in a hurry, not having time to see the expressions of the adults, and closed the door behind grandma's instructions. He just wanted to run to Guan He who was waiting as soon as possible. The young man waiting downstairs was tall and tall, and he looked like a god in the endless snow.
Seeing Guan He like that, Xie Wenxing suddenly felt that this was not a sudden runaway from home, but a battle for survival.