Chapter 48

Pei Xin listened to the helpless sigh on the other end, with a calm face, looking at the dancing trees outside the window without focus, and then ended the call.

The chair he was sitting on rotated half a circle and saw Li Wenyu standing at the door. He narrowed his eyes and said, "What are you doing standing there? Your hair is dripping."

Li Wenyu came back to his senses and subconsciously touched himself At the end of his hair, he felt a piece of cold dampness. The clothes on his body didn't fit well, and the collar was loose, exposing his shoulders and neck. Water droplets dripped down the ends of his hair. He trembled uncontrollably. "I didn't find the hair dryer."

Pei Xin frowned, seeming to be thinking. What? Just get up and walk out: "Wait for me."

Li Wenyu's hair was too wet, so he didn't sit on the bed and sat at the desk where Pei Xin had just left. Pei Xin's cell phone was thrown on the table, along with the airplane model he had just played with. The phone screen was on and vibrating. Li Wenyu glanced at it and saw that the caller ID was Pei Pingjin.

"Pei, Ping, Jin." Li Wenyu said the strange name word by word with no expression on his face, and the next second he reached out and hung up the call.

The whole room fell silent instantly, and the sound of Pei Xin's approaching footsteps could be heard outside the door.

"You're so stupid. The hair dryer is in the drawer next to the sink." Pei Xin's voice drifted in before he could reach the door. Li Wenyu turned around and saw him walking over naturally and inserting the hair dryer next to the desk, and then Hook your hand at him.

Li Wenyu was sitting very close to him, but he did not go over. He just stretched out his hand towards Pei Xin and motioned to give him the hair dryer.

Pei Xin was not someone who liked to wait on others. Seeing that Li Wenyu didn't know what to do, he snorted and didn't insist. He directly put the hair dryer in his hand and said, "Are you still eating at night? The restaurants on the island close early. How about cooking?" My aunt won't be here until tomorrow day."

The hair dryer rang, and Li Wenyu left him with a wet look on the back of his head: "I won't eat."

Pei Xin pulled his lips and reached around Li Wenyu's shoulder to get the mobile phone on the desk. .

He was half-leaning on the edge of the bed when he saw the text message from Zhao Shenwen and went straight to the point: [Come out to play, bar. 】

Looking back at the chat history, most of them were Zhao Shenwen asking him to go to bars, racing, etc. Pei Xin usually responded based on his mood, and most of the chat boxes were blank.

Pei Xin rested his head lazily on the bedside and watched Li Wenyu raise his hand, revealing half of his thin waist under his loose clothes. He casually typed two words in the chat box: [Not going. 】

Zhao Shenwen: 【Ying Wei is not here. 】

Pei Xin glanced at the screen, his eyebrows immediately showed an impatient breath: 【Get out. 】

Zhao Shenwen had not met Pei Xin since the last time he was in the bar, and he was scratching his head and wanted to know why he fought with Ying Wei. Although Pei Xin and Ying Wei had never dealt with them, this was their first time. The more Zhao Shenwen thought about it, the weirder he got. Now hugging each other on the dance floor felt boring. He smacked his lips and simply said: "Where are you? I'll go to the head office with you." ]

Pei Xin refused directly: [Not in city A. ]

Zhao Shenwen narrowed his eyes: [Where did he go? I said, why haven't I seen you for several days? 】

The bruise on Li Wenyu's arm has not subsided. Now he feels tired after raising his hand for a long time. After blowing it for a while, he feels it is almost done. He stood up to put the hair dryer away, but Pei Xin held him down and spoke in a bad tone. : "I've been blowing for less than three minutes and it's still dripping."

Li Wenyu looked up at him, the irritability in his eyes was sincere: "You are so lenient."

Pei Xin raised his eyebrows in agreement, then lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his phone. , Zhao Shenwen always likes to break the casserole and ask the truth. Pei Xin was too lazy to say more: [I don’t plan to go back in the short term, you can play by yourself. ]

The hair dryer continued to operate, and the vibrating sound of the mobile phone was buried. Zhao Shenwen very keenly caught Pei Xin's pause in replying to the text message, and said with ill intentions: [On a date? What a shame. 】

Zhao Shenwen thought of the person who was brought to the bar by Pei Xin last time. His behavior was docile, but his face was cold. He looked really good, but it was a pity that he was a man. He shook his head, then remembered the man's indifferent expression when he saw Pei Xin and Ying Wei fighting, and clicked his tongue. Pei Xin was probably chewing a hard nut.

Pei Xin didn't reply for a long time, and he wisely didn't bother him anymore. He just said "contact me when you come back" and put down his phone and continued drinking.

Li Wenyu's hair is soft. When it is completely blow-dried, it is very flowing but smooth. It falls in front of his forehead and can barely cover his eyelashes. He turned around to put the hair dryer away, but Pei Xin suddenly picked up a handful of hair. Pei Xin's cell phone had been thrown aside, and his eyes rested on him leisurely: "Your hair has grown longer."

Li Wen hummed. He heard the sound, remembering that his last haircut was years ago, and casually added: "But you can't cut your hair in the first month."

Pei Xin raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Why?"

"Don't you even know this?" Li Wenyu He knitted his eyebrows and said seriously, "My uncle will die if he gets a haircut in the first month."

Pei Xin sneered, but still confidently said: "I get a haircut in the first month of every year."

Li Wenyu groaned and stared slightly: "Do you have an uncle? Is he okay?"

Pei Xin thought for a moment: "Yes, but I haven't seen it. He should still be alive."

Li Wenyu pursed his lips and was speechless: "It's better not to cut your hair in the future. It's good for you to have longer hair."

Speaking of which, he actually didn't quite believe these folk rumors. But this is what the elders in the family have followed and told since they were young. Li Wenyu thinks it makes sense to some extent. It's not something difficult to do anyway, so it's better to listen.

"Okay," Pei Xin took the hair dryer in his hand and put it aside, taking his right hand by the way, "Didn't you finish a movie last time? Go watch a movie."

There was a movie on the second floor . There is a screening room on the far left, about the size of two master bedrooms, almost equivalent to a small cinema, and covered with soft long-haired carpets. Li Wenyu guessed that there might be some people in Pei Xin’s family who like to watch movies. .

Pei Xin walked in, walked to the window, closed the folding door, and tightened the dark blackout curtains. The originally bright light was completely dimmed, and there was no trace of light left.

Li Wenyu was a little unaccustomed to the sudden darkness. After Pei Xin closed the curtain, there was no sound. Not only was the room pitch black, but you could also hear a needle drop.

Li Wenyu uncomfortably held the wall behind him: "Pei Xin?"

A thin voice came from the other side. Before Li Wenyu could make a sound, a little warmth from his fingertips burned on his cheek, followed by The soft and cold feeling between his brows, but the broken hair on his forehead clung to it, blocking most of the touch.

Pei Xin stood beside him and kissed him again silently, then raised his hand to turn on the wall lamp behind him.

With a "pop" sound, the lights spread out against the wall, illuminating the corners of the room warmly.

Li Wenyu was stunned and didn't move. Pei Xin looked at the man's confused look, the corners of his lips curved up, and he patted his forehead with the back of his hand: "Are you scared? Are you afraid of the dark or me?"

Li Wenyu Looking at the chiseled profile in front of me, my heart suddenly felt empty. He stood here, uneasy because of the darkness and silence, but not because of Pei Xin's sudden kiss.

He seemed to be used to all this, used to being dominated and threatened by Pei Xin. He convinced himself, as if willingly. And this is just Pei Xin's results in more than two months.

If Pei Xin really doesn't let go, he will be imprisoned in this voluntary life for the rest of his life.