After Going on a Blind Date with My Brother

For another week, Lin Wan never saw Wen Yimu.

It's just that she persevered and sent good morning and good night to Wen Yimu every day. Although Wen Yimu did not reply in time, she would reply every time.

Even just the same simple word "good night" was enough to make Lin Wan stare at him and smirk for a long time, with some indescribable satisfaction and warmth.

It seems that with this good night, the day is officially drawn to an end, and even sleeping with a pillow is warm.

From time to time, Lin Wan would find some topics to chat with Wen Yimu, and got a few replies.

If they were using a certain Penguin software, they might not already have a giant ship.

Every day when he sees Lin Wan's message, Wen Yimu will feel strange for a while.

What is their relationship? Not sisters, not friends, not lovers... But that's how good morning and good night are every day, indescribable feeling.

It's just that every time I receive news from Lin Wan, a burst of heat surges through my heart, like eating a warm meal after a tired day, and it seems that my eyes are suddenly much brighter.

There is such a subtle and continuous connection between them, and the thin currents meet in the air, which looks fragile but cannot be ignored.

Like a faucet that slowly drips water down, bit by bit, it eventually accumulates into a vast ocean.

Just no one knows.

…

Until one night, Lin Wan was dragged out by Gu Qiuqiu, went to the bar for a few drinks, sang a few songs, and had a good time. It was past twelve o'clock when he returned home.

This is an ordinary thing. Lin Wan has never been a good girl. She likes to do things independently. Wearing a small skirt and going out makes people happy.

Afraid of being scolded, Lin Wan cautiously tiptoed upstairs to his room, took off his shoes and sat on the bed, only to feel feverish all over his body, his heart was pounding, and a burst of enthusiasm rushed directly to his forehead, his head was Dizzy, the whole person seems to be sitting on cotton.

I was so weak that I couldn't even get the energy to wash up.

Lin Wan was bored, so she turned on her phone, the words on the screen flickered, and she couldn't see clearly. Lin Wan clicked on WeChat, but no one sent her a message.

After telling Gu Qiuqiu that he was safe, Lin Wan glanced at the WeChat dialog box on the top, and his heart was agitated, and he was a little sober.

She clicked on the dialog box, and it was still good morning sent this morning, other than that, it was empty.

It was half past twelve, she forgot to say good night, and Wen Yimu didn't think of her.

Lin Wan suddenly felt an indescribable grievance, as if all the alcohol was rushing up, and the tip of his nose was a little sour.

In order to pretend to be a good girl, she sends good night at around 11:30 every day, and good morning at 8:30 in the morning. She has a good and healthy schedule. She even posts some pictures of fitness and painting in the circle of friends, which won Wen Yimu a polite like. .

She would reply every time, Lin Wan thought she had long been used to her existence, but even if she didn't send a message so late, Wen Yimu would not take the initiative to ask a question.

Lin Wan only felt a little headache, she jumped up and opened the room window, letting the cool summer night wind blow through her long loose hair, feeling a bit of a biting chill, hoping that the wind could blow away some of the heat brought by alcohol.

But the bad thing was that when the cold wind blew, it seemed as if the few bottles of wine he had drank were all at once. Lin Wan turned over the message records one by one, and each conversation started by himself first, and it was because Wen Yimu did not reply to her. end.

In the dialog box, there is a large string of green on my side, occupying most of the screen.

In exchange for a line of white after ten or twenty minutes.

Lin Wan opened other people's dialog boxes and confirmed that he was the one who rarely responded to messages most of the time.

Only here with Wen Yimu, she is the one who holds her mobile phone and looks forward to a reply every day.

Lin Wan took a deep breath, closed her red eyes, and suddenly felt a little tired.

She has never liked a person, and she doesn't know how to go after the girl she likes. Gu Qiuqiu has no experience, and Lin Sui has no experience. She can only follow her own understanding and try her best to have more contact with each other until One day, it will become a two-way run.

But what if it doesn't work? She never thought about this problem, and never knew where to go.

The feelings of youth are always too fiery. Once they are determined, they have no hesitation, no hesitation, and no hesitation. Even if there is no response, they must move forward with enthusiasm.

Gu Qiuqiu is like this, so is Lin Wan. When he likes someone, he tries his best to get closer to the other person.

until really tired.

Lin Wan stood in front of the window in front of the window, holding her phone, remembering how Gu Qiuqiu was crying while hugging her a few hours ago.

My best friend has been carefree since she was a child and has a strong personality. She has almost never seen her cry, but when Gu Qiuqiu hugged Lin Wan sobbing and sobbing with a heartbroken expression, Lin Wan realized that no matter who it was, she liked it. The last person will worry about gains and losses, and constantly doubt.

Will be ecstatic because of each other's words, and will also be in tears because of each other's actions.

Gu Qiuqiu cried and said, feeling so tired, as if there was no hope.

That's why she dragged Lin Wan to drink.

Lin Wan asked her, "Don't you want to confess on your birthday next month?"

Gu Qiuqiu shook his head, crying so hard that he was about to lose his breath, rarely showing a fragile little daughter's mood: "It's useless... He doesn't like me..."

Lin Wan didn't know how to comfort her. After all, her best friend's secret crush was her own brother, and Lin Sui had nothing wrong, but she didn't mean anything to Gu Qiuqiu.

Maybe not like it, it's a mistake in itself.

And Lin Sui has always been kind to Gu Qiuqiu, like his own sister, and kind to you while arguing with each other.

But there was still no way to give any response to Gu Qiuqiu's true feelings.

What about Wen Yimu? What was she thinking about herself? Lin Wan didn't know, and couldn't guess.

Besides, a cautious person like her, even if she really likes herself, she won't say it.

After all, she is only seventeen years old, not yet an adult, no matter who it is, she will not promise her.

For the first time, Lin Wan hated his youth.

It would be great if she was one year older, and she could openly question Wen Yimu if she felt about herself.

But now... Lin Wan took a breath of the cool wind, quickly raised the back of his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes, stared at the dialogue between Wen Yimu and Wen Yimu for a long time.

Afraid that he would regret it, he quickly pressed the power button, his heart pounding, and he bent down and panted heavily.

Like doing something shady. Even though I do it every day, I feel the same anger right now, I just feel unspeakable grievances.

Lin Wan threw the phone on the bed, stared at it for a while, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to look at the time.

It should be more than one o'clock. Wen Yimu must have fallen asleep long ago and will not reply.

She just wanted to check what time it was, never click on WeChat.

Lin Wanru deceived herself and turned on her phone again.

Forget it, Kaidu is open, just look at WeChat, maybe Gu Qiuqiu sent a message to himself.

Lin Wan sighed, feeling somewhat indescribable grief for his lack of hope.

Click on WeChat, as expected, there is no new news, oh, there is a group WeChat business.

Lin Wan simply blocked it neatly, hesitantly clicked on Wen Yimu's dialog box, before deciding whether to click to delete the chat, the phone vibrated violently.

Startled Lin Wan, she threw the phone directly on the bed. The phone vibrated perseveringly on the bed. Lin Wan shivered and picked it up. Looking at the screen, she wondered if she had drunk too much and had hallucinations.

Still asleep, and started to dream.

On the screen is the most familiar avatar, which clearly reads "WYM invites you to make a voice call, do you agree?"

Lin Wan: "!"

She is stupid. Before he could rub his eyes repeatedly to confirm the truth, he involuntarily pressed the answer button and asked stupidly, "Hello?"

After a pause, Wen Yimu's calm voice came from the phone: "It's so late, haven't you slept yet?"

Lin Wan glanced at the time subconsciously. It was only two minutes after he sent the good night message at 1:30 in the morning.

"Yeah." Lin Wan responded, suddenly not knowing where to start. In such a short time, Wen Yimu dialed her voice and cared about whether she stayed up late. To be honest, Lin Wan was very moved.

Even those previous grievances almost disappeared.

But after all, he was still aggrieved, especially when the cold wind blew, and the wine became more vigorous, Lin Wan became more and more aggrieved and squeamish.

I just want to be coaxed by my sister, and they also want to be a little princess.

woo woo woo woo.

Noticing that Lin Wan's reaction was colder than before, Wen Yimu was not used to it and asked subconsciously, "What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?"

Lin Wan sat on the edge of the bed, swaying her white and tender feet, and nodded sullenly, remembering that Wen Yimu couldn't see, and muttered, "Well, I'm not happy."

Wen Yimu's voice was as calm as water: "What's wrong?"

I don't know why, feeling that Wen Yimu didn't have any turbulent emotions, Lin Wan's grievances came up, and she said indifferently, "You ignore me."

Just like a coquettish and angry child, he is righteous.

Wen Yimo paused for a while, and replied simply, "I didn't ignore you."

"You have it, you have it!" Lin Wan's temper got up and he couldn't go back, so he shouted out, "You give me good morning and good night, and you like me in the Moments, but you never contact me actively, If you don't take the initiative to message me, the words you send me are so short, I can't see the real you at all! Even it's so late today, I didn't send you good night, you don't feel at all, and you won't take the initiative to contact you at all I!"

The more she talked, the more aggrieved, and the more she felt aggrieved, the more her cheeks were hot, and the corners of her eyes were also hot. Lin Wan raised her hand and touched it, as if her eyes were watery.

"I thought you would get used to my presence, but you are just getting used to it, you are just polite, you don't care about me at all! You are so nice, gentle and polite to everyone! I'm not special at all!" Before Lin Wan opened her mouth, she felt her throat choked up. Tears flowed uncontrollably as she spoke, and her voice became a bit crying.

It was quiet on the other side.

Just when Lin Wan thought that Wen Yimu had hung up, Wen Yimu's still calm voice came from the phone: "I didn't ignore you."

"I'm busy with a meeting today, and I'll contact you after the meeting." Wen Yimu explained, there was a bit of indescribable tiredness in his voice, as if it was a really busy day.

"You can't make a phone call in a meeting, but you can send a message!" Lin Wan insisted, even though he knew that his requirements were a bit harsh, he still used his alcoholism to show a bit of drunkenness.

Anyway, she is not happy, she has to coax her.

Wen Yimu said softly, "You can't look at your phone during a meeting."

Without waiting for Lin Wan to say anything, she continued to say softly: "I didn't care about you, and I didn't take the initiative to contact you. I am very happy to see your news every day."

Lin Wan was stunned, some couldn't believe what he heard, and even suspected that he was hallucinating.

But with the slight sizzling sound of the current, Wen Yimu's quiet voice continued to come, not in a hurry or slow, not justifying himself, but stating the truth: "I'm not the same to everyone."

She paused for a while, then increased her tone: "I don't care about other people."

"Kaigai, don't cry." Wen Yimu's voice was gentle, like a marshmallow stroking her heart, gurgling through her, "You are different."

Lin Wan's heart seemed to explode like a fireworks, crackling, her hand holding the phone wouldn't move, and she was dumbfounded.

I can't hear the rest of the sounds in my ears, I can only feel that the blood in my internal organs is boiling and burning, like dead wood on fire.

Even if you splash it with water, it won't kill it!

Lin Wan's heart was pounding, and she heard herself say, "Wen Yimu, say it again."

"Want to hear it?" The woman across from the phone chuckled, with a hint of ridicule.

"Yeah." Lin Wan was a little embarrassed, but said firmly.

I don't know why, but her face turned red again: "Wen Yimu, I seem to be drunk..."

Lin Wan smirked, touched his face, hot: "Hehe, why am I so happy?"

"Huh?" Wen Yimu noticed that Lin Wan's mind was not sober, and his tone was still understatement, but inexplicably a little more oppressive, and his tone was picky, "Have you been drinking?"

I don't know why, the eldest Miss Wen family, who has always been a lady, when she speaks in such a soft tone, she feels a little bit more like a witch, which makes people feel that it is not a good thing.

Lin Wan suddenly felt his scalp tingling, bad, he forgot about this!

Even though Wen Yimu said that she was different just now, it is not a wise choice to hit Wen Yimu's gun now.

Lin Wan bit the bullet and laughed dryly: "No, no, you heard it wrong."

Wen Yimu chuckled lightly: "Really?"

Lin Wan's hair tightened: "Really."

Wen Yimu said calmly, "I don't believe it."

Lin Wan: "...Well it's fake, I was wrong qwq"

"Going to the bar?" Wen Yimu was so predictable, as if he knew everything like the back of his hand, so he didn't say anything wrong.

Lin Wan honestly admitted: "I didn't drink much."

"Drinking is a mistake." Unexpectedly, Wen Yimu did not criticize the disadvantages of drinking, but simply said four words.

Lin Wan stumbled and explained: "I... my friend was in love with her, so she took me there. I didn't drink too much, and I was a little overwhelmed because I didn't know what was going on..."

"So that's why you think so?" Wen Yimu interrupted her and asked calmly.

"Why do you think so?" Lin Wan was a little confused. Originally, his mind was dizzy. Now that he was messed up like this, he couldn't get around. He simply lay down on the bed and put the phone to his ear.

Wen Yimu chuckled lightly, with some irony in his tone: "Do you think that I don't care about you?"

Lin Wan was also aggrieved and argued, "But that's what it looks like!"

Originally, she didn't take the initiative to send messages, so she was right in thinking so!

Why is she still wronged!

Lin Wan rolled on the bed angrily.

"There's nothing you can do if you think so." Wen Yimu said calmly, a little uneasy, "but I'm really not what you said."

In fact, when Wen Yimu said this, he was a little guilty. When Lin Wan sent her a warm message, she didn't feel much, she just got used to it, added the necessary courtesy, and replied a few words.

But after a long meeting today, she didn't see Lin Wan's good night on time for the first time. She didn't feel relieved, but felt very uncomfortable.

It's like eating without a spoon. Although you can use chopsticks, it always feels awkward and something is missing.

At this moment, Wen Yimu knew that she was indeed different to Lin Wan.

It's not that she is annoying, on the contrary, she misses her a little bit.

But she didn't care as much as she said, just not used to it.

After all, no matter what, once a habit is formed, it will be missed.

Wen Yimu told herself this until she heard Lin Wan's eager and pitiful voice: "Sister, I was wrong, I shouldn't be thinking about QAQ"