"Hey, are you okay?" Oncha patted the best man in the face and tried to wake him up.

The best man hugged her waist and hung on her whole, motionless, sleeping very soundly.

Wen Cha: "......" really wants to throw people away......

She laboriously dragged the person out of her arms, leaned on her shoulder, and took out her mobile phone to call Zhou Ruoyun.

"Where are you now? Is it in the hotel? ”

"Not there."

"And where are you?"

"On the way home to send the school flowers."

Wen Cha's eyes moved: "Is that what I understand?"

Zhou Ruoyun on the other end laughed: "Shu Ning sent her an invitation."

Well, Shu Ning and the school flower used to play well.

Thinking that Zhou Ruoyun was now with his crush, Wen Cha didn't tell him about the best man, so he hung up the phone after a few nonsense.

She also wanted to try to wake the best man up, for his sake of blocking the wine, she could send him home, but he had to give him a specific place.

"Hey! Wake up......," she shook again, "where do you live?" I'll send you? ”

The best man moved his eyes in a daze, saw Wen Cha's side face, reached out and touched it, and after finding that it did not dissipate, he said "dream" and fell asleep again.

Wen Cha: Does "......" have such a real dream?

In line with the original intention of not causing trouble to people, Wen Cha wanted to find a place for the best man to live nearby.

The hotel is a room for relatives and friends, she went to the front desk to ask, and found that the rooms were full, and the whole person was about to explode.

"Why don't you go to the hotel next door?" The front desk attendant smiled and gave her advice, "Their service is also very good, but do you bring your ID card?" ”

Warm tea: "............"

She helped the person to the garage, found the car, reluctantly helped the person into the back seat, took the keys from the best man's clothes, and drove home.

The best man was very restless in the back seat, and seemed to have no sense of security, and his hands kept reaching forward, trying to grasp something.

Wen Cha was so annoyed that she really wanted to chop off his claws.

After arriving home, Wen Cha helped people out and brought them to the house, where she lives now, is a small building of the original owner's mother in the imperial capital, with a lush courtyard, quiet and pleasant, very self-cultivation.

The best man grabbed something from the back seat, stuffed it into Wen Cha's arms, and said in a daze: "Send ...... Here you go. ”

Wen Cha recognized that it was a rose that had been placed on the back seat.

She always thought that it was given to Shu Ning by the groom, but she didn't expect it......

The flowers are a little embarrassed, but you can still see the beauty of the past.

"Take it yourself." Wen Cha didn't answer, first took the key to open the door of the house, dragged the person in and threw it to the ground, stared at him condescendingly and sneered: "The sofa is on the side, you can climb up by yourself, just sleep on the sofa, if you can't climb up, just sleep on the floor, the bathroom is not far away, if you want to vomit, go to the bathroom, if I find you vomiting on the ground, be careful of your dog head."

Regardless of whether people can understand it or not, Wen Cha went back to the room and closed the door and began to take a shower, and after standing all day, she was about to die.

At the moment when she turned around, the crimson man on the floor opened his eyes slightly, he glanced at his hand, felt the fresh breath in the air, the corners of his eyes were red for a moment, he lay on the ground and was stunned for a long time, before reaching out to cover his eyes, revealing a very faint smile.

"It's not...... Dream. ”

Early the next morning, Wen Cha slept until he woke up naturally, and when he opened the door of the house, he smelled the aroma of food.

A man in a white shirt came out of the kitchen with porridge.

Seeing Wen Cha in SpongeBob SquarePants' pajamas, he paused before greeting with a smile: "Wake up, come over for dinner."

Warm tea: "???" Who is this man? Who's this?

She thought for a moment, remembered, and said dryly, "I thought you were gone......"

The man was not annoyed when he heard this, and said softly, "Before leaving, I want to thank you."

Wen Cha didn't dare to think about how hard it was for him to wake up and find that he was sleeping on the ground, and his face was full of justice: "The effort of raising your hands is not enough to worry about."

"Let's eat first." He held back a smile, handed her a bowl of porridge, and whispered, "Green vegetables and pork porridge."

Wen Cha was stunned for a moment, the porridge with green vegetables and pork is her favorite porridge, with meat and vegetables, salt and taste. The method is simple, but it is very testing the level, she picks her mouth and rarely orders this kind of porridge, so even Shu Ning and Zhou Ruoyun don't know her taste.

This best man is a bit powerful!

"Thank you." Wen Cha took a sip of porridge, and his eyes lit up, "It's delicious!" ”

"Then you can eat more."

The best man shoved the omelette made into love in front of her, "This is also very good." After all, I look forward to her giving a high evaluation again.

Warm tea: "......"

Yesterday it was an iceberg, but today he became a wife in seconds, this person will not have a split personality, right?

"It's delicious."

"Hmm." When the groomsmen saw that she had finished eating the omelette, he pushed the side dishes he had prepared in front of her and urged her to eat more.

Wen Cha couldn't figure out what he was going to do, so she could only follow him.

After eating, the best man packed up the dishes and chopsticks, answered the phone, and said that he had something to leave first.

Wen Cha is so desperate, this kind of wife personality, she likes it very much, she likes it very much, but when she thinks of him yesterday and him today, she is like two people, no matter how much she likes it, only her scalp is numb.

The best man seemed to see what she was thinking, and a faint smile crossed his eyes, "Can we exchange phone numbers?" ”

"Yes."

Wen Cha reported the phone to him and said, "I'm doing photography, if you need anything in this regard in the future, you can contact me."

"Okay."

After the two exchanged phone calls, the best man left with the car keys.

Wen Cha saved a "best man" on his mobile phone, only to remember that he hadn't asked anyone's name yet.

But it doesn't matter, I guess people won't be able to find her here in the future.

She went back to her room and submitted a set of drafts of photos she had taken abroad, and began to look for the theme of the next issue.

In the past few years abroad, due to her hobbies, she and some like-minded classmates formed a photography group, as soon as she had time to go to various places to find inspiration for shooting, I didn't expect to have some small achievements, and got the favor of some magazines and columns, which can be regarded as interesting.

After returning to China, some of my classmates proposed to organize a studio to develop these hobbies into careers.

Wen Cha thought about it, and wanted to use the first floor of the small building as a studio, and the second floor as a rest room, gathering interested people together.

She is not short of money, and her requirements for life are not high, what she wants to do most is to enrich herself.

Within a few days, two other people came to report.

The three of them renovated the façade of the studio together, hung up a sign, and then quickly determined the next plan, and after promoting it on the Internet, they began to take over the work.