Chapter 11 "If you're so interested, I'll send it to you."

In early spring, the days are short and the sun tends to set after five o'clock in the afternoon.

The housekeeper came to the door of the half-closed study, and saw He Wenxiao holding a pad with one hand, standing by the half-dark window overlooking the distance.

This window has the most transparent view, facing the black carved gate outside the small garden downstairs.

The housekeeper knocked on the door lightly, nodded and said, "Young Master He, Mr. Chu is here."

He Wenxiao turned his back to the door and said "um", as if he had no intention of going downstairs immediately.

The butler was a little surprised.

Just an hour ago, He Wenxiao suddenly invited the young masters of the Jiang family and He family away, and ordered the chef to quickly prepare snacks and meals, requiring meticulous attention to the taste of each dish.

All his actions indicated that the incoming visitor was very important, but now that they had arrived, he seemed to be calm again.

After the housekeeper left, He Wenxiao turned his gaze back to the pad, and on the screen was a draft of Lu Xiaoyuan and Rong He's wedding.

Lu Yingdi, who has always been indifferent like water and cherishes words like gold, uncharacteristically at the wedding, not only kissed his lover Rong He affectionately in front of a crowd of friends, but also said a lot for the first time, mentioning his past with Rong He for the first time.

Only just now did the world know that it turned out that they had missed 11 years before finally staying together.

Seeing Lu Xiaoyuan's handsome face when he put the ring on Rong He, He Wenxiao let out a "tsk".

eleven years.

There is actually a man who is more tolerant than him in this world.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at Chu Min on the monitor screen in the living room.

Chu Min waited for a while, only to see the housekeeper coming downstairs alone, and asked, "Where's He Wenxiao?"

The housekeeper said respectfully: "Young Master He has something to deal with, please wait a moment."

Chu Min had to sit back on the sofa first, holding the hot tea brought by the housekeeper, and looking around the house at will.

The video hall not far away was still lit with blue and white ambient lights, and there were several gamepads and cassettes scattered on the red circular sofa. It was obvious that a group of people had just finished playing the game.

When he and He Wenxiao lived together, he often brought He Wenxiao to play games like this. The two often chose some free weekends to sit in the dimly lit living room and play all afternoon.

Eighteen-year-old He Wenxiao was less honest than Raindrop, who had just been weaned. He always took advantage of his stature to sit between his legs, put his arms around his waist from behind, and put his chin on his shoulder, like a large dog. The whole person was wrapped in his arms, rubbing from time to time, his breath made his neck wet and itchy, and he didn't know if he was playing games or playing with him.

However, He Wenxiao was able to use two things in one mind, and the movement of the joystick was as steady as Mount Tai. On the contrary, he was harassed to the point where he was distracted and made frequent mistakes in operation. He had to rely on He Wenxiao, a novice, to barely pass the level.

He is naturally willing to abandon the principle of game lovers and spoil his little boyfriend, but at times like this, he will still pretend to be unhappy and say, "Only I can stand to form a team with you. You kicked." He Wenxiao heard the words, but smiled disapprovingly, telling him that it was impossible to change to someone else.

In the blink of an eye, He Wenxiao already had a new teammate.

I don't know how long it took before Chu Min heard the sound of going downstairs. He raised his head and saw He Wenxiao wearing home clothes walking towards the living room. His pace was slow and he looked lazy. It didn't look like he had just finished his work.

Chu Min considers himself to be a very patient person. In order to win a small supporting role, even if he was left by the director for half a month and closed the door countless times, he could calmly restrain his temper. "Kuanhe" and "decency" once became synonymous with him in the circle.

But he found that it seemed that it was difficult for him to maintain the minimum tolerance in front of He Wenxiao.

He stood up from the sofa, looked at He Wenxiao and asked, "Did you make me wait for you on purpose?"

After the two broke up, He Wenxiao once sent him a message and asked him to meet in a cafe. He actually went that day, just in the book bar opposite the cafe, watching He Wenxiao sitting on the seat by the window, like a statue motionless, waiting from day to night.

That was the last time he saw He Wenxiao in reality six years ago.

Chu Min is not a person who likes unreasonable suspicion, but considering the inexplicable actions of He Wenxiao after approaching him, he cannot help but think about it.

He Wenxiao laughed and said, "Mr. Chu, you think too much."

If you really intend to take revenge, fifteen minutes is simply not enough.

Chu Min realized that he seemed to have lost his temper, so he suppressed his displeasure, took two steps towards He Wenxiao, and stretched out his hand, "Please return my wallet to me."

The setting sun in the evening poured into the living room windowsill, dyed a soft light on Chu Min's jade-colored cheeks, and divided a small cluster on the beautiful lip bead. At first glance, it seemed a bit innocent as described by fans , but only if you ignore the impatience on his face.

The constant temperature air conditioner was turned on in the room, probably because it was too hot, Chu Min unbuttoned two buttons on the neckline, revealing a thin white neck and a looming collarbone.

"Okay." He Wenxiao's eyes slowly circled around the beautiful scenery in front of him, and he suddenly changed his words when he reached his lips, "But I don't remember where I put it."

Chu Min took a breath and almost asked He Wenxiao if he wanted to play with him.

Immediately afterwards, he heard He Wenxiao say, "Go upstairs with me to find it."

Chu Min thought that He Wenxiao was talking about a storage room or something, so he followed, but when he walked to the door, what caught his eye was a dimly lit bedroom with a main gray tone.

This was the first time he saw He Wenxiao's private domain.

During the two years of love, He Wenxiao was in a state of "homelessness" and had been living in his house, sharing a bedroom and a bed with him.

He Wenxiao opened the curtains to let the sky light penetrate, then turned to Chu Min who was standing at the door and said, "Why don't you come in?"

Chu Min wanted to say that since the things were in the bedroom, he would not go in.

But He Wenxiao's expression was too magnanimous, on the contrary, he seemed to be squeamish, as if there was a ghost in his heart.

He Wenxiao's bedroom is not small. It is divided into two halves by two steps. The furniture is simple and full of texture. The most conspicuous of them is the smoke blue bed that can sleep three or four people. It fits perfectly. The style of the rich second-generation son.

There are two bedside tables beside the bed, one with lamps, books, water glasses and other gadgets, the other is very empty, only an upside-down photo frame is placed.

Chu Min glanced at it, his eyes stayed for a while, thinking that it was probably a group photo of He Wenxiao and He Xu.

He Wenxiao has always had the habit of putting intimate group photos on the bedside table.

At this moment, He Wenxiao walked over in three and two steps, cut off Chu Min's line of sight with his body, and at the same time put the photo frame in the locked drawer. peep.

Seeing that He Wenxiao was so nervous about the photo frame, Chu Min became more certain of his guess.

There was a burst of unreasonable irritability in his heart, and his tone was a little more impatient than before.

"Look for it quickly."

After saying that, he went straight to the window and turned his back to He Wenxiao.

"I'm looking for it." He Wenxiao responded in this way, but his eyes calmly fell on Chu Minqing's cold and thin back.

Chu Min must have just dressed up after seeing someone. A light gray fake collar knitted sweater is used as the base, the collar half supports the white and smooth back neck, and the black short coat with a wide top and a narrow bottom covers the outside, which perfectly outlines the curve of the upper body.

Chu Min has very long legs and a perfect head-to-body ratio, which is very suitable for this kind of waist-cinching clothes.

A few years ago, there was a picture of "Chu Lang Folding Plums" that was popular all over the Internet - Chu Min was wearing a white tunic, raised his hands to fold plums, and his figure was as dusty as new snow, especially the slender waist, which was called by fans. For Nu Wa to show off his skills, no one should be delusional.

However, the sacred and inviolable part in the eyes of fans, in He Wenxiao's view, has become a willow branch that disturbs the spring water. He can hold it with both hands, it will be soft with a fold, and it will melt with a kiss...

There was really nothing to see outside the window, except for a sparsely small garden in early spring, but Chu Min didn't want to look at He Wenxiao either. There was a flash of aggression in his eyes.

Unprepared, Chu Min asked suddenly, "What are you doing?"

He Wenxiao's throat moved, and he lowered his eyes to meet Chu Min's alert eyes.

"I found your wallet."

His voice was hoarse, but his expression was a little innocent.

Only then did Chu Min realize that He Wenxiao was holding a brown wallet.

He immediately stretched out his hand to take it, but because he was in a hurry, he didn't hold it, and the wallet fell down his fingertips, making a muffled "click" sound, and the two sides were thrown apart, and the interlayer with the maple leaf stuck in it was facing upwards.

The incident happened suddenly, and both of them were stunned.

Chu Min was the first to react, and quickly bent down to pick up the wallet, and when he was about to stuff it into his pocket, He Wenxiao grabbed his wrist roughly.

"what is this?"

He Wenxiao pulled Gao Chumin's hand hard and pushed him against the window sill, his voice and eyebrows sank.

"Bookmark it." Chu Min's mouth was faster than his brain, although his heart was already beating in his throat, he continued in a calm tone, "I found it some time ago when I packed up old books, I think it's pretty, it's a pity to lose it, so I just put it away. In the wallet."

The long seven or eight years have passed, even if advanced preservation technology was used at that time, this maple leaf has long ceased to be its original beauty. Not too close.

He Wenxiao stared at Chu Min's face, trying to find evidence of lying, but he couldn't see anything. Six years later, he still can't see through Chu Min.

"Then do you remember how it got here?"

He Wenxiao was over 1.9 meters tall, leaning over people's heads to speak, feeling very oppressive.

Chu Min didn't change his face and said, "I don't remember. If you are so interested, I will send it to you."

The restless air seemed to drop to freezing point at this moment.

He Wenxiao stared at Chu Min, with many dark and unclear emotions flashing on his face, and finally, he slowly released his iron pincer-like fingers.

Chu Min's skin was soft, white and delicate, and it was easy to leave marks. As his wrists fell, he shrank a little, and hid the dazzling red marks in his sleeves, his back still tense.

However, He Wenxiao didn't do anything out of the ordinary, didn't speak, just continued to look at him with a complicated expression.

In Chu Min's memory, he was very keen to capture the appearance of He Wenxiao when he looked at him. His eyes were always focused and hopeful, like the moonlit sea, sparkling with silver. Unexplainably calm.

But now, this sea area is no longer flickering, but contains dangerous reefs, which make people unable to understand the direction, and they will sank if they are not careful.

Rao is a person with the best psychological quality, but he can't resist this typhoon-like stare. Chu Min staggered his eyes with a little guilty conscience, passed He Wenxiao sideways, and walked directly to the door, leaving behind. The air was as messy as after a storm.

The two came downstairs one after the other, and the enticing smell of the food had drifted from the kitchen to the living room.

Seeing that Chu Min was about to leave, the butler quickly said, "Mr. Chu, stay and have dinner before leaving."

Chu Min said: "No, I have something else to do later."

The housekeeper smelled something different, looked at He Wenxiao in surprise, and asked the reason silently.

But He Wenxiao didn't speak, just stared straight at Chu Min's back, his dark pupils were unfathomable, as if examining something elusive, until the door closed and the other party left.

Chu Min drove over by himself.

Cloaked in the cool night, he stepped into the driver's seat. He leaned heavily on the back of the seat and hurriedly lit a cigarette. After exhaling several smoke rings, his slightly weak limbs gradually regained strength. Hands trembling slightly.

The wrist that He Wenxiao had pinched was still aching. He forced the sleeve to half of his palm, his little finger drooped down, and pinched the cuff instead, trying to cover up the panic just now.

He really didn't want to relive that feeling, it was as if someone was choking his heart and choking his breath—

He was actually afraid that He Wenxiao would really take the maple leaves away.

A few minutes later, when the smoke burned out, Chu Min started the car and left the villa area at the maximum speed limit.

On the way home, he received a call from a private nursing home in the suburbs, and a sweet female voice came from the bluetooth headset: "Hello Mr. Chu, your mother's condition has improved recently, and she can recognize her. You can come and visit her when you have time. ."

When Chu Min heard this, a look of joy finally appeared on his tired face, and he immediately turned around to meet the traffic at the next intersection: "I'll come over now."

Chi Xiaoye

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