0517
After dinner, the two took a taxi home together, which happened to be on their way.
When Wen Yan was about to say goodbye and get off the car, Jiang Zhu suddenly held her hand.
"what?"
Jiang Zhu said with a smile: "Yanyan, your community is so beautiful, can you take me for a walk? We have graduated now and I have never been here. I just had a big dinner, let's work it off together."
Thinking that there was her sister Mu Tou who had just returned home and she didn't know how to get along with her if she went back, Wen Yan agreed.
The two got out of the car and took a quick walk around the community, chatting for a while.
"Let me take you downstairs to your apartment. I need to go home."
Wen Yan laughed and said, "Don't you need me to take you to the gate of the community? You even took me there."
"Why, not happy?"
"With pleasure."
The two of them strolled leisurely downstairs of Wen Yan's house and said goodbye.
Of course, they didn't notice that there was a figure standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window on one floor of the building, staring at them for a long time.
After going upstairs and entering the house, Wen Yan found Lu Wanqing sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.
"Mom, you're home so early today. Where's Dad?"
As he spoke, Wen Yan placed the small basket of things he had brought home from school on the entrance cabinet and walked into the house.
Wen Zhili was still wearing his glasses and bathrobe, sitting at the dining table typing on the keyboard.
she.
You haven't been sitting here moving since I left the house, have you?
…
Wen Zhili heard the voice and looked towards her.
"Yanyan."
"Yes, sister."
Just a normal greeting, like any other normal sister in the world.
"Yanyan is back. Your dad is still busy at the company. I have to come back and rest for a while. I'm too old to endure it."
Wen Yan smiled and said, "That's right, health is the most important."
She went over and sat next to her mother.
"Yanyan, you said before that you and your classmates would go to the southwest to play after the college entrance examination. When are you going?"
Wen Yan secretly glanced at Wen Zhili and found that she was still concentrating on typing on her keyboard. She didn't know whether she was listening to them or not.
"I'm going in two days, the day after tomorrow."
"Is that so? You must be careful. Your sister won't be there to take care of you this time."
Wen Yan smiled.
"Mom, I'm not much younger than my sister was back then."
Lu Wanqing also laughed.
"Yes, you two have grown up. You both have done very well. From now on, your parents will only have to worry about you getting married."
Wen Yan didn't say anything, and Wen Zhili certainly didn't say anything either.
"But your sister has Xiao Zhou by her side, so I guess we only need to worry about you."
"You, when looking for a partner, it's best to find someone from Hangzhou. No matter how far away, you can't go out of the province. This goes without saying, right? Also, don't look for someone who is more than three years older than you, and don't look for someone who is less than three years younger than you. Do you understand? You can't control yourself when it comes to older men or younger men..."
"Mom, what are you talking about..."
Wen Yan interrupted her with a frown.
"That's right, you think..."
"Oh, Mom..."
"Okay, okay, I won't say any more. You can talk all you want. But be careful. Little girls like you are easily hurt by love."
Ms. Lu Wanqing continued to crack melon seeds and watch TV.
Wen Yan secretly glanced at Wen Zhili again.
Why are you still tinkering with that crappy computer?
After a while, Lu Wanqing turned off the TV, stood up, and patted her knees.
"I'm going to bed. I'm really too old to endure it. You two should go to bed early."
"Okay, Mom."
"Good night, Mom."
As expected, the atmosphere in the living room became lonely after Lu Wanqing left.
The heavy silence pressed on the eardrums, flooding every breath of air like a tide.
Wen Yan had no choice but to take out his cell phone and swipe around.
"Yanyan."
"Ah, huh?"
"What would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"
Wen Yan turned to look at her.
Wen Zhili did not take his eyes off the computer, as if he was just asking casually.
"casual."
Wen Yan turned his gaze back to his phone.
Wen Zhili's hand paused, and he was silent for a long time.
"Besides packing up, what else did you do today?"
"I also went to a movie with my deskmate."
“…”
Wen Zhili glanced at the white dress on his sister.
"Oh yeah, we didn't bring much back today because we were going to the movies. We'll go again tomorrow afternoon with Shen Guangxi and her boyfriend, and hang out for a while. We won't be home for lunch tomorrow either."
Wen Zhili didn't say anything and no one knew what he was thinking.
After a long while, she asked abruptly, "Who will you go out with in the next two days?"
“It’s just them, my deskmate, Shen Guangxi and her boyfriend.”
"Are you guys in a hurry tomorrow?"
Wen Yan was a little confused.
"No rush, just packing up."
"Then invite them to your house for lunch tomorrow at noon. I'll cook. Let me meet your deskmate and Guangxi's boyfriend, and I'll feel more at ease."
"this……"
It's not impossible, but I don't know if Shen Guangxi can hold back his gaze of watching the show...
Wen Yan was hesitating.
Wen Zhili finally turned to look at her.
"Yanyan, be obedient..."
She frowned slightly and used her foul tone to comfort people.
Wen Yan closed his eyes.
"Okay... I'll tell them now and they'll come."
…
The next day, Wen Yan slept until 10 o'clock.
I got up and walked to the dining table, and sure enough, I saw Wen Zhili sitting there wearing glasses.
She was swiping the mouse on the computer while talking on the phone. Wen Yan vaguely heard a man's voice on the other end.
"What's the specific error? ... Send me the system logs from the last two hours... Did you update the kernel today? ... Rolled back to the last stable version. The problem is with driver compatibility... Give me five minutes, I'll write a script and send it to you."
Another sister like this.
A sister who types in codes she can't understand and speaks in words she can't understand.
A shining sister.
Wen Yan felt that strange feeling again - you have walked so far alone.
It didn't take long for Wen Zhili to look up and notice her. He was stunned for a moment, then said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Hang up first. I'll send the script to the group later."
"woke up?"
She asked Wen Yan.
"Yeah. Isn't it the weekend? It seems like you're still working when you get home."
"We don't have any serious weekends."
Also... a very busy man.
"Yanyan, wait for me for 5 minutes. There are wontons in the pot. I'll heat them up for you later."
"I can do it myself."
Wen Yan walked towards the kitchen and asked, "Why don't you go to the study or your room? Why are you always typing on the keyboard at the dining table?"
You should know that Wen Zhili's room has a solid wooden desk.
"Waiting for you."
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment and looked at her. The other party still had that indifferent expression.
It seemed like she was just an older sister waiting for her younger sister to get up and eat, and wait for her younger sister to come home, that's all.
Wen Yan lowered his eyes and muttered, "No need to wait for me," then went into the kitchen.
She picked up a spoon and stirred the wontons, then covered the pot and turned on the heat.
Watching the wontons floating in the pot, Wen Yan's thoughts unconsciously drifted to Wen Zhili.
After my sister came back, their relationship has been weird ever since.
It's not as close as before, but it's not stiff either.
Wen Zhili still fulfills her duties as an older sister and takes care of her as she did in the past, but she never talks about the past.
And I couldn't sleep or eat well because of her gentle and elusive attitude.
…
As I was wandering around, the wontons were not yet heated up, but I saw Wen Zhili wearing an apron and entering the kitchen.
"Why did you come in? I can warm myself up."
Wen Zhili lowered her head, casually tied up her hair, and smiled at her, "It's time to prepare lunch. Your friends will be here soon."
"Oh... I'll come in after I finish eating the wontons and help you. My cooking isn't as good as yours."
Wen Zhili has already started washing the vegetables.
"No, you can go play, and I'll come. Let's make braised pork ribs for lunch, okay?"
Wen Yan turned his face away somewhat unnaturally.
"I don't really want to eat this. Anything else is fine."
Wen Zhili lowered his eyes and said softly, "Okay."
Continue to wash the vegetables with your head down.
…
Didn’t you love eating when you were little? You’d eat yourself into a kitten.
Didn’t everyone love to eat when they were 15?
…
Wen Yan stared at the two strands of hair hanging by her sister's ears for a while.
In the end, I just scooped a bowl of wontons and left the kitchen.
…
After a while, Wen Yan came back with an empty bowl.
"Just put it in the sink and wash it after lunch."
"good."
After putting the bowl away, Wen Yan saw Wen Zhili washing enoki mushrooms, so he went to get two cloves of garlic that Wen Zhili had washed, and also took a kitchen knife.
"Planning to make garlic enoki mushrooms?"
Wen Zhili was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"Yanyan, you..."
"I told you, I'll help you."
Wen Yan frowned and pouted at her, looking like "I'll be angry if you don't let me do what I want."
Wen Zhili couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, then help me smash the garlic and mince it."
"Um."
The two stopped talking and went about their business. With a glance and a nod, Wen Yan understood what Wen Zhili needed her to do. In a trance, she felt the intimacy of the past again.
"Yanyan."
"Um?"
"Please answer the message on my phone. I'm cutting fish and it's inconvenient."
Wen Yan glanced at her phone on the table, and a message popped up. It was from her mother, telling them that they would be away on a business trip for more than half a month.
"Oh, okay."
Wen Yan took the phone and unlocked it, then entered his birthday without much thought on the password interface.
When they were young, when Wen Zhili just got her first mobile phone, she didn't set a password for her phone. It was she who was clever enough to secretly set her birthday as the password when using her sister's phone.
She said this was Wen Zhili's "Sister Day".
As for Wen Zhili, of course she came, and even when she changed her phone password, she still set it to her birthday.
Of course, she also set her mobile phone password to Wen Zhili's.
But now——
The four big words "Wrong Password" and the vibration of the phone made Wen Yan's eyes hurt.
Wen Zhili's voice suddenly rang out at this moment: "Ah, the password has been changed. It's 0517."
0517, 0517.
It wasn’t Wen Zhili’s birthday, not her mother’s, not her father’s, not Qin Zhen’s, and certainly not hers.
Whose?
For Zhouji?
Thinking about the password he had used for far more than three years, Wen Yan felt like a tsunami was brewing deep in his ear canal, but in the end, only a few trembling eyelashes surfaced.
She knew that her face must look extremely ugly right now.
But she hadn't yet learned Wen Zhili's skill of keeping a straight face, nor did she understand the meaning of her good looks to Wen Zhili these days.
She clicked into WeChat and glanced at Wen Zhili's chat homepage intentionally or unintentionally.
The pinned people include her, mom and dad, and the family group, just like before.
No relief.
?
Wen Yan bit her lower lip and sent a random emoticon to her mother.
"This is the date you first called me sister."
Wen Zhili said abruptly.
Wen Yan was stunned and looked up at her. She gave him a calm smile and said softly, "I was only five years old at that time."
…
Wen Zhili is like this. As long as she doesn't want to, you will never be able to see anything from her dark eyes.
You can't tell whether she is happy or sad now, and you can't tell how much of the emotion in her pupils is love for you.
So you can only helplessly watch her being hot and cold towards you, being close yet distant, and then suddenly giving you an extremely gentle kiss, and finally putting aside the tenderness you have longed for, leaving you intoxicated and dizzy.
…
"But why do you need to change the password?"
Wen Zhili lowered his eyes and carefully cut the fish on the chopping board.
"This is the date you first called me sister."
She just repeated this.
But Wen Yan was stunned, and he could sense something from her suddenly melancholy expression.
In the end, she just lowered her head and went back to her own business, and the atmosphere between the two of them, which had finally become a little lively, cooled down again.
Not long after all the food was served on the table, news came that Shen Guangxi and the others had arrived at the door.
Wen Yan wiped her hands and hurried to open the door, and Wen Zhili followed her.
When the door was opened, Shen Guangxi and Jiang Zhu, both with smiles on their faces, appeared outside, with Zhang Kaiyang standing behind them.
Jiang Zhu's gaze instantly locked onto Wen Zhili behind Wen Yan, his eyes shining.
"Yanyan, this is the beautiful sister who came for the coming-of-age ceremony, right?"
Wen Zhili's eyebrows twitched, and he quickly put on a smile before anyone noticed.
"Well, hello, I'm Yanyan's sister."
Wen Yan felt a little guilty. Except for Wen Zhili, her parents, and other relatives and elders in the family, anyone who was slightly close to her was ordered to call her by her name instead of "Yanyan".
It’s not that no one else calls her that, nor is it to give Wen Zhili special treatment. It’s just that Wen Yan feels that it’s a bit corny to call her that intimately when she’s already familiar with her friends.
As for Jiang Zhu, when Wen Yan told her this, she insisted on doing the opposite of what Wen Yan said. Wen Yan corrected her several times but to no avail, but later, after getting used to it, she just let her do what she wanted.
In other words, Wen Zhili was originally the only acquaintance of the same generation who was allowed to call her "Yanyan", but now, there is one more person, Jiang Zhu.
"Hello, sister! My name is Jiang Zhu, Yanyan's deskmate."
Now it was Wen Yan's turn to frown, but her frown was very open and aboveboard.
Wen Zhili understood and replied with a smile: "People close to me call me Xiaoli."
Shen Guangxi replied tactfully: "I usually call you Sister Xiaoli, you can just do the same as me."
Wen Yan's brows relaxed instantly.
This is fine.
Jiang Zhu agreed.
Wen Zhili's gaze shifted from Shen Guangxi and Jiang Zhu to the boy behind them.
"Oh, hello, Sister Xiaoli, my name is Zhang Kaiyang."
"Guangxi's boyfriend, I know."
Wen Zhili immediately made way for them.
"Come in and eat."
As they entered, Jiang Zhu said, "Sister Xiaoli, when I came here, I asked Yanyan about it. She said you don't like milk tea, so I only brought it to Yanyan. I'll treat you to dinner next time I'm free."
Wen Zhili glanced at the milk tea in Jiang Zhu's hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, no need to be so polite."
Jiang Zhu proudly raised the milk tea and handed it to Wen Yan, "Here, it's your favorite ice cream black tea."
As soon as these words came out, the corners of Wen Yan's mouth twitched violently again.
"Oh...thank you, thank you."
"Why are you thanking me?"
Wen Yan took the milk tea with a guilty conscience, while his eyes uncontrollably glanced towards the corner of the table.
The cup of Four Seasons Milk Tea has been thrown away.
She looked at Wen Zhili again with some nervousness, but he just glanced at the milk tea in her hand and looked away without any change in expression.
Wen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and by the way, glared at Shen Guangxi who was glancing around.
It’s not that she doesn’t like drinking Four Seasons Milk Green Tea anymore, she just stops drinking it on purpose.
——No Four Seasons Milk Green Tea, no Braised Pork Ribs.
The person I least want to see again is the me who likes Wen Zhili too much.
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