"Only my focus is the original black and white impermanence so ugly? As expected of the big brother in the ghost world."

Feng comment on the black and white impermanence of the victim: "..."

No, we're not ugly, we're not ghosts, we're gods, thank you.

People have mixed opinions on this film, but the sublimation of the theme at the end still arouses many people's thinking. A gentle boy sighed: "Women are weak, but mothers are strong."

Xie Bian stood behind him, heard this sentence, and said softly: "Women are not weak."

From ancient times to the present, those souls with great virtues that they have welcomed have never lacked women. In the past, bound by the times, there were still women who were not allowed to be men. With the reform and opening up, there are more and more such women.

It is difficult for a movie to let black and white impermanence raise much emotion. They have hooked up too many dead souls, and have heard too many epic stories, and those who should have sighed have long since sighed. It's just that no matter how long they have gone through, they respect every shining soul, and they will not be heartless and insensitive.

Black and white are impermanent, with a name like an evil ghost, but he is actually a good deity.

When came out of the cinema, it was already past five o'clock. The sky was dim at dusk, and large clouds were piled up together, and it seemed that there were signs of rain.

"Want to find a restaurant to eat?" Fan Wujiu asked.

They won't be physically hungry, so don't ask if you're hungry, just ask if you want to.

Xie Bian shook his head. He doesn't really want to eat dinner now.

He happened to pass by a cake shop, and Fan Wujiu asked again, "Do you want to eat cake?" He remembered that Lao Bai wanted to eat cake in the morning.

This time, Xie Bian nodded reservedly.

They enter the cake shop. The cool air conditioner blows the mortals who have just entered the store for a while, but they have no temperature themselves, and they can't feel it.

Xie Bi'an brought a strawberry cream cake, sat by the window and began to eat. Fan Wujiu was in charge of the bill, and after finishing the bill, he sat across from Xie Bian to watch him eat.

Xie Bian asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't eat." Fan Wujiu looked at him with his hands on his cheeks, "I see you eat."

So Xie Bian didn't ask, and lowered his head to concentrate on eating the cake.

His fingers were slender and slender, looking pleasing to the eye, he held a silver fork and forked a piece of cream cake and put it into his pink lips, his posture was very elegant. In the meantime, if the cream accidentally gets on his lips, he will quickly lick it away with the tip of his tongue. Xie Bian lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, and the dim yellow light in the room hit his long eyelashes, which was too beautiful.

Fan Wujiu couldn't help turning on the camera of his mobile phone and secretly took a photo, which was as beautiful as a Chinese painting without any filters.

He thought to himself, saying that the Venus and his sons were as delicate as dolls, like characters walking out of oil paintings. But Xie Bi'an is also like a fairy in a painting, a unique oriental freehand landscape, ethereal and beautiful, and his white porcelain dolls are not bad.

...Damn, his thinking has already been assimilated by His Royal Highness, and no matter what aspect, the East and the West must compete.

Fan Wujiu looked at Xie Bian's lips that were rosier than strawberries, and was slightly absent-minded.

There is a desire to kiss.

The rain outside the window suddenly began to crackle down, hitting the glass window, mixed with the sound of car horns in the street, like a symphony. Pedestrians hurriedly hid under the eaves to shelter from the rain. The sky is dark, and the lights are on.

Fan Wujiu was suddenly awakened by the sound of rain, and he quickly restrained his thoughts of overstepping.

He remembered that Xie Bian came to his room the night before to accompany him to copy books. Leg to leg, arm to arm, they fought side by side until dawn, listening to the rain all night.

The sound of the rain at that time carefully buried their thoughts, and now they are sitting face to face as lovers, still full of ineffables.

That golden arrow that didn't know when it would lose its effect made him worry a bit.

So he would rather always soberly remind himself that he never got it, and he would not be afraid of the day he lost.

The King of Hell once said that Fan Wujiu was a dead brain, and such a person is also a true gentleman, and he accepts the truth. This time it is wrong to be wrong. Pushing the boat along the way to become Xie Bi'an's limited boyfriend has already made Fan Wujiu feel very despicable.

Fan Wujiu looked at the photos taken on his mobile phone, knowing that his heart would be throbbing at a glance, but he was reluctant to delete it for a long time.

In fact, deleting it is also self-deception, you can feel throbbing when you look at the photos, is it possible to see the deity to achieve a pure heart and few desires?

Still not deleted.

Not only do not delete, but also set as a mobile screen saver.

Fan Wujiu looked at the new screensaver with satisfaction.

He repented, he couldn't change it.

...

Out of the cake shop, the rain has not stopped. Fortunately, there is a shopping mall next door that sells umbrellas.

Fan Wujiu only bought one. If a couple holds two umbrellas, it would be too different.

No matter how big an umbrella is, the space to support two big men seems cramped. Fan Wujiu held an umbrella in one hand, and walked side by side with Xie Bi'an on the misty and rainy path. The tip of the other finger was curled up, and he brushed it a few times, hesitating whether to hold Xie Bi'an's hand.

A thief, not a thief.

Seeing that the street was almost finished, he was still hesitating.

A cold temperature suddenly came from his fingertips, Fan Wujiu looked sideways slightly.

The young man in white had an expressionless face, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, as if the things he had been looking forward to for a long time had not come to fruition.

Xie Bian took his hand.

Chapter 12 Dreamland

For several days in a row, the day went on step by step, no different from before. Speaking of cohabitation, they have already lived in the same household in the same apartment building, and they have the same style and everything. Speaking of stickiness, due to the nature of their work, they have never been separated before and after death, and it is difficult for a real couple in this world to be inseparable to the point where they are inseparable. How to get along as brothers is how to get along as a couple.

The only difference is that they originally slept in two rooms and two beds, separated by a wall, but now Xie Bi'an moved to Fan Wujiu's bedroom to share the same bed.

Fan Wujiu originally refused. He felt that it was too rude to Xie Bian, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself. However, before the resignation was spoken, Xie Bian saw his hesitation, and looked at him coldly: "I don't want to sleep with me, in the end, I still hate me in my heart. If you don't like me, why should you force yourself to be with me?" Together?"