"Bingbing!" Wen Jiayu has been so excited since he received Wu Bing's text message that he couldn't write the paper on his mobile phone anymore, so he waited until the evening to go to the appointment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hey, it feels... You've lost weight again. Wu Bing was wrapped in a scarf, his neck shrunk in the scarf, afraid of the cold wind.

Wen Jiayu naturally reached out to help her wrap the scarf a little tighter, gently helped her fix her hair that was blown up, and smiled dotingly: "Crazy." ”

Wu Bing's heart is warm, in the past, only her brother loved herself, but now that there is one more person, she is still very happy. "Please eat today, what do you want to eat?"

"Payroll?" Wen Jiayu smiled and walked side by side with her.

"Of course, I also have to be paid for my part-time job."

"So... Chafing dish? ”

"Okay."

Wen Jiayu chuckled next to her, and a magnetic voice came into her ears. She found that the person in front of her was not a person who was deeply involved in the world at all, he was just a sunny boy who loved to laugh, he had an ordinary family background, an ordinary network, an ordinary personality, an ordinary life experience... It seems that the person in front of him is closer to him.

"What do you think, pull a face." Wen Jiayu looked at this little girl with facial paralysis and shook his head helplessly.

"Nope. Just a little tired. ”

"Hmm... Have you been unhappy lately? ”

"No, no, it's almost the final exam, and it's a little tiring to review or something, plus a part-time job."

"You... You can find someone to share with you, like I would love to do. Wen Jiayu stopped and looked at her bright eyes with determination, seriousness.

Wu Bing didn't know how many times she would be so weak when she faced him, she was afraid. She was afraid that she would lose him...

"Forget it... I'm scaring you. ”

"I'm sorry... You know, I..."

"I know, you like Fan Shuo. Have you made any progress lately, and do you want me to help you chase him? Ha, he's not easy to chase, and many girls don't dare to say a word in front of him. ”

"Wen Jiayu, do you know how ridiculous your expression is when you just said these words? I don't like that, it's fake. Wu Bing frowned, glanced at Wen Jiayu, whose smile slowly disappeared, and said coldly.

Wen Jiayu's only thought at this time was to burst into foul language, he really wanted to scold people, he pulled out a smile and said those words, he knew how uncomfortable he felt in his heart, just like the kind of cheap person who was obviously bullied but still had to laugh with people to bully again. He had seen that kind of face, and he thought that he didn't have to make that kind of face for the rest of his life, but it seemed that after entering the company, he had been doing it, and now in front of her, he was still doing it...

Wu Bing didn't know what to say, she regretted what she had just blurted out. The two of them walked down the road wordlessly, occasionally hearing him coughing. "You... Isn't it uncomfortable? ”

"No, maybe I've been smoking a little too much lately." Wen Jiayu cleared his throat and reached out to take out the lozenges in his pocket.

"You smoke?" Wu Bing looked at the ordinary man in disbelief. "I don't remember you smoking."

"There are a lot of things in the company, and it's a little annoying." Wen Jiayu turned his head and raised a smile at her: "It's okay, don't worry." I will pay attention to the body. ”

"Where do you live now?"

"Huh? I rented a house outside. Wen Jiayu hooked the corners of his mouth, his eyes full of self-deprecation and helplessness. I once told her that I rented a house, and it turned out that she never cared about her own affairs...

"Then let's buy something and cook at your house. Your throat is uncomfortable, don't eat anything outside. ”

“？” Wen Jiayu blinked: "Are you sure it's okay?" ”

"If you're okay, there's no problem." Wu Bing took a deep look at him, raised his feet and walked forward.

Wen Jiayu knew what she was hinting at... She believes in herself...

The two went to the supermarket to buy ingredients and went back to the house rented by Wen Jiayu. Wen Jiayu is a gentle and clean person, and his home is naturally not far behind. Simple light blue decoration style, things are placed in a very artistic atmosphere, the floor is very bright, although it is only a small house of 80 square meters, but it feels very warm. Such a gentle and considerate man who can do housework is someone that many girls want to marry...

"I didn't use the kitchen much because I was always working overtime." Wen Jiayu put a large bag of ingredients on the kitchen stove and took an apron from the cabinet. "Stick around this, or your clothes will get dirty."

Wu Bing looked at the man in front of him who was taller than himself with a black line and smiled at himself with a pink bear apron, "How can you buy it..."

"Oh! No! This one isn't! It is a gift for purchase. Come, and I'll wrap you around. ”

Wu Bing looked at his handsome face that was slightly red, laughed, took off his coat, and opened his hand to let him lean over and put his apron around him: "Concubine Ai, quickly change my clothes." ”

"Order!" The atmosphere between the two was nice and pleasant. There was also endless talk in the kitchen, and the men's hearty laughter came from the kitchen. Wen Jiayu looked at the girl who was skilled in chopping vegetables, looked at her serious and good-looking side face, and unconsciously wanted to reach out to help her brush up the broken hair that had fallen out, but this idea was forcibly cut off by him, and he didn't want to scare her anymore. She was the most special girl he had ever met, and now that she was smiling at herself and saying so many things, it meant that she regarded herself as her own. Although he can't be a lover, he is also very satisfied with her by his side...

"It's hard work, I'll go wash the dishes in a while."

"Taste it, it's not to your taste." Wu Bing took off his apron, sat on the seat, and looked at the man eating opposite him with a bowl of rice with an expectant expression.

"Your craft, amazing!"

"Really? Eat it, I'm starving. ”

Wu Bing looked at the man who lowered his head to eat and occasionally served vegetables for himself, and raised a smile: It's always a pleasure to be with him.