Chapter 19: Sending the Wrong Photo
Chapter 19
Wen Xi lay on the table, enjoying the cool air from the air conditioner. It took him half a day to calm down from this embarrassing situation.
The same debtor in the novel could capture 24 people at the same time, but his second one was ruined before he even started. Although he was reluctant, Wen Xi had to admit that he had no talent for being a villain.
Wen Xi drank water from the piggy cup, reflecting on the bad thoughts that came to him when he was at the end of his rope. He thought that he should work hard, strive to get more shifts at Ni Ye, try his best to please the customers and get more tips.
As Wen Xi was thinking this, the phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was a voice call from Yan Jue.
[Y. Make a voice call to you]
Yan Jue's clear call request echoed in the dormitory. Yan Hesu turned around and reminded: "Wenxi? Your phone is ringing."
Wen Xi held the phone and couldn't help but glance at Yan and Su.
"Whose call?" Yan Hesu looked a little confused. "Why didn't you answer it? Is it a harassing call?"
Wen Xi suddenly came to his senses, his ears felt a little hot, his eyes fell on the mobile phone screen with a slightly panicked look, and he subconsciously clasped his palms inward to prevent his roommate from seeing the note.
The ringing phone was a little hot, Wen Xi said hurriedly: "No, you are busy, I will go to the balcony to call."
The four-person dormitory at Yunjia University is very large, with a private bathroom and a separate south-facing balcony. Although it has a transparent glass sliding door, the sound insulation effect is very good.
Despite this, Wenxi still put on Bluetooth headphones to avoid repeating the mistake in the bathroom, because this time there was no sound of water to cover up the sound of Yanjue.
Wen Xi closed the door tightly, looked back at Yan and Su who were concentrating on their work, took a breath, leaned against the guardrail, and answered the voice call.
"Wenwen, are you busy now? Is it inconvenient for you to answer the phone?"
The open balcony was filled with an evening breeze, which ruffled Wen Xi's hair. He couldn't help rubbing his earlobe, but still spoke in a low voice: "No, I was just in the dormitory, and someone was there, so I was delayed on the balcony."
When he said this, Yan Jue immediately understood what was going on, so he asked, "Is it Yan and Su who are in the room?"
"Yeah. Just the two of us."
"Were you scared by the video just now?" Yan Jue's voice had a hint of smile and some comfort, making people feel calm.
"Actually, a little bit." Wen Xi held onto the edge of the guardrail, his fingertips turning red and white. Both of them knew exactly what had just happened, so they spoke more directly. "When I left the bathroom, he asked me if I had called someone while taking a shower. How come he has such good hearing?"
"Really? How did you get around it?"
"I told him I was listening to a radio drama and it was the host who was talking, so he didn't ask any more questions." Wen Xi said with a little pride, "He believed it."
"What a clever little pig."
The man's slightly low voice sounded, and the slightly hoarse texture passed through the earphones to Wenxi's eardrum without any wear and tear. The tail note seemed to have a hook, itchy.
Wenxi's ears felt hot for a moment, but she soon remembered that her secondary account had been exposed, and she couldn't help but mutter softly: "Actually, I had planned the time well. If I hadn't video chatted with you, I wouldn't have been so panicked, but when I saw you boxing, I accidentally got bumped into."
Yan Jue smiled lightly and took the responsibility in a very good-tempered manner: "It's my fault."
In fact, it was not entirely Yan Jue's fault. The customer might have had some seductive intentions, but it was mainly because Wen Xi was curious and did not stick to his inner principles. Yan Jue seduced him, and he was immersed in the customer's handsomeness and delayed things.
Wen Xi couldn't help but think that Yan Jue was a disaster for his handsome boyfriend.
The sound of anger reached Wenxi's ears, and he realized belatedly that he had spoken out his true feelings, and couldn't help but clench his hand holding the phone. He reasonably suspected that Yanjue's smile was actually a hint that he was a little hooligan.
Wen Xi couldn't help but snort. Not wanting to continue discussing the blame for the incident with the bad guest, she decided to find another topic to divert attention.
"Have you finished your shower now?"
"Yeah, I just finished taking a shower and had breakfast." The man's voice became calmer. "It's a little after six o'clock now. It's ten o'clock in the evening in City A."
"Brother," Wen Xi hooked her fingers on the leaves of the green plants on the balcony and praised sincerely, "You are so good at fighting."
"When I was studying abroad, I was under a lot of pressure, so I took up boxing to vent my emotions. I participated in a few not-so-serious competitions with my friends."
The impact of casual practice can break the screen. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of sexual tension Yan Jue will have when he fights with real guns and bullets on the ring. This is something Yan Jue does not have in his circle of friends. On the other side, Wen Xi is a little curious about the guest's study abroad life: "Besides boxing, what else does brother do?"
"Racing."
"Ah." Wen Xi was stunned when he heard this answer. It was hard to connect racing with Yan Jue. Because one was an exciting, tense and unrestrained sport, while Yan Jue gave people the feeling of being overly rigorous and rational.
"Are you competing with others as well?" Wen Xi asked, "It sounds a bit dangerous."
"It's not a competition," Yan Jue said calmly, "it's about going to the observatory to look at the stars."
What an unexpected purpose.
Wenxi said: "It's really different."
"A little bit," Yan Jue smiled and said, "There is an observatory next to the apartment, and the road leading there is approved for night racing, so sometimes I would drive there to see it on a whim. But that was a long time ago, and I haven't been to the observatory to see the stars for a long time."
Wen Xi looked up when she heard that. The night sky of City A was red and turbid under various lights, and not a single star could be seen. "I used to be able to see the sky full of stars when I looked up at my hometown. I liked to lie on the rooftop and count the stars, and my mother would fan me and tell me stories—"
Wen Xi lowered his eyes and said, "But now there is not a single star to be seen in City A."
Not sure if it was an auditory hallucination, Wen Xi thought he heard the sound of a car horn. Before he could ask, there was a knock on the balcony door.
Wen Xi lowered his voice and said, "Wait a moment, brother."
"good."
Wen Xi turned around and saw that it was Ning Haoyu knocking on the balcony door. When he turned around, Ning Haoyu opened the door, holding up a big orange, and said in a low voice, "I'll put it on the table for you."
Wen Xi made an OK gesture: "Thank you."
The balcony door was closed and Yan Jue spoke at the right time.
"What's wrong?"
Wen Xi leaned against the guardrail, watching Chen Qiao and Ning Haoyu noisily dividing the fruit in the room: "My roommate bought some fruit and told me that he had put it on the table."
"Oranges?" Yan Jue said.
Wen Xi was surprised: "How did you guess that?"
"Last time at Niye, I saw you drinking juice at the bar, and then I smelled the scent of orange, so I guessed that you like oranges."
"Amazing," Wen Xi couldn't help but sigh, "You observe very carefully."
Yan Jue nodded and didn't say much.
The world was quiet, with a cool breeze blowing, and Wenxi could hear each other's breathing.
He cracked his knuckles and heard a lot of noise coming from Yanjue, including a mechanical female voice and voices in various languages. Wen Xi asked, "Are you a bit busy now?"
"It's okay, but," Yan Jue said, "It's late over there, go to bed early."
Wen Xi looked up at the dormitory. Chen Qiao caught his gaze and waved to him. Wen Xi put the phone to his ear, tilted his head, and whispered, "Brother."
"Um."
"good evening."
The man's voice was steady, mixed with the noisy and chaotic voices, and had the texture of a character in an old movie speaking, "Good night."
He paused, then said with a deliberate smile: "Baby."
"!"
Wen Xi raised her hands to cover her burning cheeks.
The banquet was decided intentionally.
He is a real bad guy.
*
As soon as Wen Xi entered the room, she was greeted by two pairs of bright eyes. Chen Qiao looked curious: "Who are you talking to on the phone? You are smiling so sweetly. Is there something going on?"
Ning Haoyu: "Wen Xi doesn't have a partner, does she?"
Wen Xi's roommates started to make fun of him, and she was confused. She walked around them, picked up the orange, and peeled it and ate it: "No, he's just a good brother. We haven't been in touch for a long time."
"Reminiscing about old times."
Chen Qiao: “Oh~”
Ning Haoyu: “Ah~”
The two of them said in unison: "Let's catch up."
Wen Xi took a bite of the orange, the juice overflowing from his mouth, and followed suit: "No wonder Yan and Su wanted to beat people up every day, I want to beat you up too."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hesu pushed the door open and said casually, "What are you talking about?"
Chen Qiao smiled playfully: "I'm saying bad things about you."
Wen Xi broke off half of the orange and handed it to him, "I said you've wanted to beat them up for a long time."
Yan and Su took it, punched the two people next to them, and said nonchalantly: "Then you are right."
Ning Haoyu covered his shoulder and shouted pretentiously: "Wenxi, you ate my orange, and you are partial to him, you are bad!"
Wenxi tooth acid.
Yan Hesu took over the conversation and said lazily: "It's my birthday tomorrow, it's bad."
"Okay, you win," Ning Haoyu admitted defeat.
"I will graduate at this time next year, and this will be my last birthday at university, so my parents decided to make it a bigger one with more guests."
"Should we wear formal clothes?" Chen Qiao asked.
"No need. Although there are many people, we all know each other, so casual clothes are fine." Yan Hesu continued, "Just go to my manor in the evening, play for a while and have dinner, and there will be a fireworks show at the end. That's about it, just have fun."
"Oh wow," Ning Haoyu exclaimed, "What a generous move! I'm so lucky to see this."
Chen Qiao suddenly thought of something: "Then you, that little uncle from last time, have to go too, right?"
"I don't think he can come. He seems to be on a business trip abroad. Besides, I'm the younger generation. For birthdays like this, it doesn't really matter whether he comes or not. As long as he has the gift, it's fine."
“That makes sense.”
Wenxi sat aside and wiped his hands, slowly wiping his fingertips that were sticky. Hearing this, he lifted his eyelids and looked at Yan and Su. Yan said that it didn't matter if the person didn't go, the gift had already been sent; Yan and Su said that it didn't matter if the person came or not, as long as the gift came. Wenxi thought silently in his heart that they really were a family.
After chatting and laughing with his roommate, Wenxi washed up and went to bed.
He lay in bed, recalling what happened tonight.
Thinking back on it, he still felt anxious, but in fact, apart from the embarrassment after Yan and Su found out about his second account, he was actually glad that his online love plan failed before it even started. Fortunately, he didn't really do anything bad to his friend, and things could be salvaged.
Wen Xi touched the phone, turned around, hugged the doll, rested his chin on the soft pig, opened the album, and looked through the photos with the pig in his arms.
The pictures on the screen were taken by Wenxi in the bathroom. They were obviously taken by herself, but Wenxi blushed every time she looked at them. The two pictures of her standing in a normal posture were okay, but the pictures of her posing in a concave posture were very embarrassing.
Wen Xi ticked the box with her finger and clicked delete. However, on the last photo, the finger on the delete key hesitated.
This is the most daring photo, as only half of the body is captured, but the face is revealed.
The reason for hesitation was that this was a picture that Wenxi took on a whim.
Just before his fingertips fell, Chen Qiao suddenly said softly, "Good night."
Wen Xi licked her lower lip, her fingertips lingered on the screen, and she did not delete the photo showing her face.
If it is not deleted, it must be used somewhere. Only Yan Jue has seen Wen Xi's second side, and now Yan Jue must also see this photo to maximize its value.
Wen Xi's heart was pounding, and he made up his mind to send the photo.
[Streams become seas]: [Picture]
On the screen, half of Wen Xi's face was blocked by her black hair. The incandescent light was behind her, and the gaps between her hair were bright. Her right eye was looking down at the camera, hiding in the shadows with a smile. Her red lips were opening and closing, as if she wanted to say something to the person behind the camera, perhaps sarcasm, perhaps ambiguity.
The movement of slightly tilting his head made the meridian lines in his neck particularly obvious, and a dark and charming butterfly was perched on his thin collarbone.
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Wenxi did it on purpose too.
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