Endless Fall

  Chapter 61 I'll see you in a different identity next time

   Pei Zhi was very determined: "I can."

   Once she opens up to him, he will surely walk the rest of the distance between them.

   "It's a good thing to have confidence." Lin Kanglu had a pessimistic look on his face, but he actually liked him quite a bit.

   He picked up the peanuts and chewed slowly: "But it's useless to talk, it's true to take action."

   Pei Zhi understood what he meant.

   He raised his glass to toast him, his whole body exuding a pleasant atmosphere: "Next time I will come to see you in a different identity."

   "Next time I'll talk about it next time."

  Lin Kanglu touched him, pushed the plate next to him with the tip of his chopsticks, and said, "Go wash the dishes first."

   "Okay." Pei Zhi got up and cleaned up.

  He returned to the kitchen next door with the tableware and chopsticks in his hand. He was washing seriously when a figure approached.

   "Uncle." Lin Jiao smiled at him.

   She carried the basket to his left to wash the cucumbers, then picked up another one and broke it in half: "Do you want to eat it?"

   "I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it." Pei Zhi raised his hands full of dishwashing liquid with regretful eyes.

   Seeing that he really 'wanted to eat', Lin Jiao simply fed him to his mouth to reward him.

  While he was chewing, she also took a bite at the other half, puffing her cheeks to taste the fragrant sweetness.

   Pei Zhi stared at her soft appearance, her heart seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton.

   He swallowed the last piece of cucumber and wiped his hands with the handkerchief she handed him: "Where is Yanshen?"

   "He's helping grandpa plant Clivia."

   "Let's go and see?"

   "Yes." Lin Jiao took a cucumber and gave it to Zhou Yanshen, who was still playing with flower pots.

  The sun at noon is particularly scorching.

  Even if they stood under the shaded eaves, they could feel the heat waves coming from all sides.

   A thin layer of sweat broke out from Zhou Yanshen's forehead.

   He moved the planted Clivia to the side, pulled his collar and fanned it twice: "It's too hot! Come in and blow the air conditioner for a while."

  Lin Jiao turned around and crossed the threshold.

   She slumped on the old man's chair and adjusted the air conditioner to a suitable temperature: "Where's Grandpa?"

   "Go to bed." Zhou Yan drank a glass of cold water before he felt more comfortable: "He asked us to weave the rest of the bamboo baskets."

  Lin Jiaosheng pulled his eyelids and glanced under the table, his voice was terribly soft: "Brother, I'm sleepy too."

   Zhou Yanshen was expressionless: "Come less."

   "I'm really sleepy."

"you…"

   "Go to sleep." Unlike Zhou Yanshen, Pei Zhi was immune to her coquetry: "I and Yanshen made up."

   "Then it will be hard for you."

"fine."

   Lin Jiao, who succeeded, leaned back comfortably.

   It wasn't until the light breathing came that Zhou Yanshen came close to Pei Zhi's ear: "I think you spoil her sooner or later."

   "Aren't you used to it?"

   "I'm used to her, okay? You don't have a bottom line at all, what she says is what she says."

   Pei Zhi really has no bottom line.

   He was weaving the bamboo strips between his knees, and his hands with distinct joints looked beautiful against the background: "When you meet someone you really like, you will be like me."

"impossible."

   "Don't talk too much."

   "I don't believe it anyway."

   Zhou Yanshen took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket: "Even if I like it, I will never be like you."

   Pei Zhi did not intend to argue with him.

   He took the cigarette he handed over and slowly lit it in his mouth: "You will know later."

   At this moment, Zhou Yanshen didn't think so.

   Who would have thought... In the future, after falling in love, he will have no bottom line than Pei Zhi.

  *

at dusk.

  The afterglow of the setting sun scatters on the fields, embellishing the tender green with a shallow light.

   The few people who stepped on the yellow mud road laughed and laughed while watching the scenery. Even on the return journey, the atmosphere was still warm.

   "Grandpa, you have to take care of your health." Lin Jiao stopped in front of the car and stretched out her arms to hug him.

   She tirelessly reminded: "If you have something, remember to call us, don't carry it alone."

   "I know." Lin Kanglu patted her on the back, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes: "You should also eat less takeout and stay up late."

   "Yeah." Lin Jiao raised her head and smiled: "In the future, I will often make videos for you to supervise."

   "Everything depends on self-consciousness, so I am too lazy to supervise." Lin Kangluqu pointed her forehead twice.

   He looked at Zhou Yanshen, who had a straight face every time they parted, and waved his hand: "Okay, you can go back quickly."

   "You go back first." Zhou Yanshen stood still.

   His determination to see him leave first made Lin Kanglu very helpless, but in the end he had to follow him.

   "See you next time." He put his hands behind his back, smiled at Pei Zhi with a deep meaning, and walked back humming a little tune.

   That little song, accompanied by his reflection stretched by the sunset, swept across the fields little by little.

   Eventually, disappear at the end of the road.

   "Get in the car." Zhou Yanshen retracted his gaze from the small courtyard and opened the driver's door first.

   He waited for them to fasten their seat belts, then glanced at the fence again, and drove on the way they came.

  When the exhaust from the rear of the car is scattered by the wind.

   Lin Kanglu, who was hiding behind the fence, tiptoed to look for the shadow of the car on the winding road.

   It was not until the sky was getting dark that I was willing to turn around.

   (end of this chapter)