Haven't eaten pork and haven't seen a pig run?

  "Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, until all the lights go out and don't stop, you'll hold my sleeve, I'll put my hands in my pockets, walk to the end of Yulin Road, sit at the door of a small tavern..." Wen Yan held Song Min's hand, humming softly.

  Song Min suddenly transformed into a little fangirl, shaking her literary hands, "So good to hear, so good to hear."

  "From now on, I'll only sing for you." Wen Yan stopped in his tracks, grasped Song Min's shoulders with both hands, and looked down at her, "Okay?"

  Song Min's eyes darted around, "Alright."

  "Song Min, I might... " Wen Yan's expression became even more serious, "have fallen in love with you."

  Could I have fallen in love? Song Min slightly furrowed his brow, turned his face to the side, and expressionlessly muttered an "oh", as if he himself wasn't sure either. Could it be that I've also fallen in love?

  "Look at me." Wen Yan's words were a headache for Song Min, he held her face and made her look at him, "At first I thought it was just liking, but later on I couldn't bear being ignored by you, being despised by you..."

  "So you keep giving yourself a sense of existence?"

  Song Min finally knew that Wen Yan's constant pushing her into a corner and staring at her intensely was for some reason.

  "Is this your reaction?" Wen Yan was very disappointed. The self-confidence he had accumulated over the past twenty years always collapsed in front of Song Min.

  "Don't you like me either?" Song Min lowered his eyelashes, and his face slowly flushed with blush.

  Wen Yan was delighted to see Song Min's head nodding silently, with a smile in his eyes, "How did you suddenly come up with it?"

  He thought that just confessing would be a long and arduous tug-of-war with Song Min, after all, every time he wanted to say something but swallowed his words again, afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would scare Song Min back dozens of steps.

  The two people's interaction seems to always be one step forward and one step back.

  "Me..." Song Min silently rolled his eyes in his heart and drew three black lines on his forehead, "Is he that stupid?"

  Warm words did not speak, just stifled laughter.

  Song Min's temper flared up and he pinched Wen Yan's waist, "What are you smiling at!"

  "Don't laugh." Wen Yan struggled to hold back her smile, tightly grasping Song Min's hand, "Let's go home."

  Song Min and Wen Yan might be the most low-key couple in history, no flowers, no candles, not even a hug.

  The funniest thing is that Wen Yan was afraid of scaring Song Min and didn't dare make any further moves.

  But Song Min had no awareness of what he should do next, thinking that confessing was just confessing, and asked a question "Have you eaten?" so calmly.

  It is true that gentle words can be effective; the road to winning back one's wife is long and winding.

  "Ah!" Song Min was still thinking about the conversation just now, and accidentally fell on Wen Yan's body.

  Wen Yan supported her, squatted down and took off Song Min's shoes, carefully pinching Song Min's ankle, "Does it hurt?"

  "It's nothing, just twisted it a bit, it'll be fine in a while." Song Min supported Wen Yan's shoulder, his ankle was held by Wen Yan's hand, very uncomfortable, "Let go."

  "I'm a doctor." Wen Yan looked up at Song Min with a gentle expression, then grasped her foot and moved her ankle around a few times. "Does it still hurt?"

  "It doesn't hurt anymore, I just sprained it a little, no big deal."

  Wen Yan helped Song Min put on his shoes and squatted down to look at Song Min's feet. "The heel is too thin."

  "Get up!" Song Min pulled at Wen Yan.

  Being crouched by a man staring at her feet really makes her feel unsafe, and her skirt is still short...

  Wen Yan shifted slightly and squatted down in front of Song Min, "Come up."

  Anyway, it's all confessed, Song Min didn't hesitate and directly pounced on Wen Yan's back, hugging his neck.

  "After this, no need to wear high heels, we're tall enough." Wen Yan was truly afraid that Song Min's eyes were too blind and he would trip over himself.

  "Oh." Song Min was very much in agreement with the proposal of not wearing high heels, as wearing them was really tiring. Her mom, her aunt and her cousin always bought her high heels, as if wearing them would make her more feminine.

  "Wen Yan." Song Min asked after a long time, "Why did you fall in love with me?"

  Song Min sincerely felt that they were not familiar with each other, how could he like her?

  "Finally thought of asking me?" Wen Yan patted Song Min's shoulder, "Song Hao always mentions you to me, so I naturally got a bit curious. Later when we met in person, I felt that this little girl is really quite good, and her dazed expression is very cute."

  "You're the one who's muddled." Song Min poked Wen Yan's head, "Where am I muddled?"

  "Who is it that always forgets to bring their keys and sits pitifully in the corridor?"

  Song Min: "......"

  "It's because you always ignore me that I've been paying more attention to you. Someone as handsome as me, and there are still people who don't like me?" Wen Yan continued to say.

  "How narcissistic you are!" Song Min slapped Wen Yan's shoulder with force.

  "Alas, it wasn't until I got to know you better that I realized you really don't like me, it's just your personality. Although you're always cold towards me, I just can't help but want to get close to you." Wen Yan sighed and shook his head. When he met Song Min, he felt like he was worthless too. The more Song Min ignored him, the more he wanted to tease him, and when he got angry, there was no way to coax him, so he could only wait for Song Min to calm down himself.

  Song Min thought of the first time they met and Wen Yan said something but stopped halfway, "What did you want to say when we first met on the stairs?"

  "Of course I wanted to ask if you were back? But then I thought about it again, and we're not that familiar either, so I didn't ask. Besides, I'm not the kind of person who takes the initiative."

  Aren't you taking the initiative?

  Song Min seemed to pinch Wen Yan's face, looking at whether his skin was fake or not.

  "How did you know it was me?"

  "Intuition." Wen Yan felt that this little girl was gentle and elegant, just like Song Hao had described, the moment she saw Song Min.

  Song Min felt once again that Wen Yan's face was thick-skinned, truly shameless.

  "So how did you fall for me?" Wen Yan asked Song Min in a low voice, with a hint of seduction.

  "I don't know!"

  "Song Min, you're going too far this time."

  Song Min tightly grasped Wen Yan's neck, "You're the one who's being excessive, you're the one who won't let go!"

  "Alright, alright, it's all my fault, let me go, okay?" Wen pleaded, "You're going to murder your own husband!"

  "Whose husband are you?" Song's face turned red as she withdrew her hand.

  "You've just finished speaking, and you want to turn your back on me and pretend we don't know each other?" Wen Yan said with a particularly wronged expression as he turned his head to look at Song Min.

  Song Min covered Wen Yan's ears with both hands and straightened his head, "Don't be cute."

  Wen Yan stopped joking and said seriously, "Will you go with me to see Lisa off this weekend?"

  "Is she leaving now?" Song Min was a bit reluctant to part with her, as he quite liked Lisa. She was such an obedient and sensible little girl, and more importantly, she looked good, making him proud to take her out.

  "Auntie misses her."

  "Oh."

  "If you miss her, you can video call her."

  "Uh-huh."

  "Wen Yan called out to Song Min as they walked, seemingly wanting to say something."

  "Huh?"

  "It's nothing." Wen Yan swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, thinking it was better not to rush her and wait for her to bring it up with their parents herself.

  "Are you tired, Wen Yan?" Song Min was dozing off on Wen Yan's back when suddenly something "dinged" in her mind and she woke up. Didn't they just say they would walk for a bit and then take a taxi back? Was Wen Yan planning to carry her all the way home? But their home was so far away.

  "Put me down."

  I'm not tired.

  "So far away."

  "It's nothing."

  "Am I...?" Song Min's heart skipped a beat as he said those words, "Does it hurt?"

  Smiling and nodding in agreement, "Alright."

  "Put me down!"

  Wen Yan smiled and put Song Min down, hugging her waist.

  "What are you laughing at..." Song Min's scalp felt numb from Wen Yan's smile, "like he had taken an aphrodisiac."

  You say he's smiling, and he smiles, but he has to laugh out loud, his voice is so nice, I don't know if it can make people feel romantic when they hear him laugh. And that smile, why does he look so good for no reason?

  "Do you even know what it's like to take an aphrodisiac?" Wen Yan pulled Song Min into his arms.

  Song Min was about to explode with anger, as Wen Yan's words from tonight onwards were completely unbridled. She had previously thought that Wen Yan should be a refined and elegant person like her second brother, but it turned out that Wen Yan was a sulky person, and he was sulky through and through.

  Song Min hummed twice, "Never eaten pork and never seen a pig run?"

  "Which pig is so lucky to be seen by the little kids in our family?"

  "You're really annoying." Song Min had already been teased by Wen Yan to the point of exhaustion, she felt that talking to Wen Yan was so tiring and exhausting, and she let out a helpless sigh. After all, who was more like a kid between her and Wen Yan?

  "Alright, I was wrong, don't be angry." Wen Yan hugged Song Min and went to the side of the road to hail a car.

  Song Min returned home and reported to Yuan Siyu: That thing, I confessed.

  Yuan Siyu immediately called over, shouting loudly, "Who confessed? Who confessed?"

  Song Min furrowed his brow, "Yuan Siyu, can you keep your voice down? Uncle and Auntie have been asleep for a long time, you'll wake them up."

  "Whatever, they're in the midst of a heated argument." Yuan Siyu's voice suddenly became much softer, then suddenly louder again, "Who confessed in the end?"

  "Words of warmth come first."

  "Did you confess first? You've also confessed?" Yuan Siyu grasped the key point very accurately.

  "Hmm..."

  "How did he confess his love to you?"

  "What's it to you?" Song Min rolled his eyes, "I was the first one to tell you."

  "Why don't you tell your mom and dad?"

  "What's going on? The eight characters haven't even been written yet."

  "Alright then." Yuan Siyu subconsciously thought that Wen Yan was reliable, and Song Min wasn't the type to easily fall for someone. The two of them would definitely last long.

  "Alright, alright, I'm hanging up, haven't even washed up yet." Song Min hung up the phone and went to wash up.

  She lay down on the bed and picked up her phone to take a look. Wen Yan had sent her a message: Are you packed yet?

  Just finished taking a bath.

  "Wen said directly on the phone, 'What time did you sleep?'"

  "Just sleep." Song Min couldn't help but want to mock him, what's the point of making a phone call after separating by just a few walls, isn't it a waste of phone bill?

  "Don't stay up late." Warmly advised Song Min.

  "Oh."