five years later

The words are nice, but since meeting Shen Leguang, An Yuan has always been in that distraught state.Liu Youxia was very dissatisfied with this, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

Maybe it's because An Yuan hasn't thought about what he said, otherwise there's nothing he can't tell him.

After taking a shower, Liu Youxia wiped her wet hair and walked into Anyuan's bedroom.The other party was lying on the bed, staring straight at the ceiling, and didn't come back to his senses until Liu Youxia was shocked.

"Don't you have to go to work tomorrow? Why don't you sleep and lie on the bed in a daze?" Liu Youxia lifted the quilt and got in.Although the relationship between the two has been restored, they still sleep in separate rooms, at least in name.

An Yuanbo's eyes were red, and he yawned unconsciously after hearing Liu Youxia's words.

"Well, I'm going to sleep, I'm sleepy." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the person lying beside him, and frowned. "Why don't you go to bed without drying your hair? What if you're sick?"

Liu Youxia wanted to play tricks, so she held An Yuan's arm and acted coquettishly, "Would you help me blow it?"

An Yuan glanced at him, pursed his lips and said in disgust: "I owe you? Hurry up and blow it yourself!"

"Xiao Yuan, you have changed."

Facing Liu Youxia's accusation, An Yuan nodded in his heart, thinking that I have changed a long time ago and you only know now?

"You don't love me at all anymore. You don't care about me, can't I even sleep better?"

An Yuan remained silent, knowing that the other party said this on purpose, he couldn't bear it.After a while, he lifted the quilt and drove him out of bed.

"Get up, didn't you say you want me to blow dry your hair?"

Liu Youxia's pajamas were half off, her eyes were foggy, when she looked at An Yuan like a fox, she stared at An Yuan so hard she swallowed.

So the two came to the living room to dry their hair.

Liu Youxia lay on his stomach on the sofa, while An Yuan sat on the blanket and dried his hair.Such a warm scene is very suitable for the long and cold winter night. Even if the two of them are not talking, the atmosphere is so quiet that it is reassuring.

An Yuan used his hand instead of a comb to touch Liu Youxia's scalp.The soft hair passing through his fingers turned into a pool of deep water, grabbing him and not allowing him to leave.

Such a soft touch made people drowsy, and Liu Youxia exhaled lightly, feeling very comfortable.

"What are you doing?" An Yuan turned off the hair dryer and gave him a push. "I haven't slept yet, you want to sleep?"

Liu Youxia half-raised her body funny and looked back at him, hugged his neck and kissed him, at least to soothe Anyuan's wounded heart.

So the two rolled into bed together and slept without a dream.

The next day it was very cold, and the dark wind forced people to dare not go out.Liu Youxia took out her phone to check the weather, and learned that there would be light snow today.

This snow is rare.

Anyuan has been in this city for so many years, the memory of snowing has been far away like a dream.But having said that, when he and Liu Youxia were together, they were all beautiful with their own filters.

In midsummer, the two of them heard countless cicadas singing in the school, and saw the bright starry sky at the top of the mountain at night.During the two winters together, we wrapped up thick cotton-padded clothes and built snowmen, visited ancient temples, and witnessed the enchanting beauty of the Qinhuai River for ten miles along the embankment of the moat.

In fact, it snowed once in those two years, and they stayed in a quiet ancient town at that time.

The name of the ancient town is nice, Nanxun, which means hard to find.The place is not too big, and they can walk through it all in one day, but they stayed there for four or five days.

It rained on the first day, the sun rose on the second day, it was cloudy on the third day, and it began to snow on the fourth day.From the snow particles at noon to the snowflakes in the evening, the two held hands and walked this ancient town again.

Kissing at the end by the faint light from the big red lanterns.Liu Youxia hugged An Yuan, the snow on top of her head was getting bigger and bigger.Those snowflakes slipped into their necks, but they were not cold, it was more like cooling to them.

In the evening, we watched a movie together under the quilt. The air conditioner was turned on in the room and it was very warm, but there was a silent snow drifting outside the window.

An Yuan thinks this kind of life is romantic.So he booked two air tickets, thinking that he should live a happier life.

On December 28, the two boarded a plane to a coastal city in the north.

An Yuan mentioned Liu Youxia to his father on the phone, but the words were cryptic, only showing the relationship between the two of them as friends.Now that he was about to go home, he didn't think of a perfect solution.

When the plane was about to land, An Yuan woke up Liu Youxia who had fallen asleep on his shoulder.

He could see how hard Liu Youxia had been this month. He wasn't fat in the first place, but now that he's thinner, his facial contours are deeper.The cheeks are slightly sunken, without any flesh.

It's just that the person concerned didn't care about it, and always smiled and comforted him.

"We're here?" Liu Youxia rubbed his eyes, which were full of bloodshot eyes.

"Well, I've already called my dad. I didn't ask him to come pick it up, just wait for us at home." An Yuan reached out to massage his temples, feeling a little distressed.

"Uncle is getting old, so it's good to stay at home. Tell me what your dad likes to eat, it will be more convenient for me to show my skills. Of course," Liu Youxia smiled wickedly, "It is also convenient for me to tell me through uncle investigation, to fight for the justice of both of us as soon as possible."

An Yuan smiled, hesitated for a while and still didn't tell him the truth.

The two got off the plane and took a taxi directly to Anyuan's house.

Along the way, Anyuan looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in front of him, and kept silent.To be honest, at the end of the day, he suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have brought Liu Youxia here.

But there was no traffic jam on the road, and they arrived before the regret overflowed.

The taxi couldn't get in, so it had to stop at the gate of the community.

The two carried the suitcase down, paid the money, and then walked inside together.

The reason why An Yuan can understand Liu Youxia's sense of freedom is because they are the same people.The difference is that An Yuan's father loves him, just as he has shown.

Father An is a teacher. He is about to retire, but he is in good spirits, but his temples are turning gray.

Liu Youxia looked at him, and at first glance saw An Yuan in old age.

"Hi Uncle, I'm Xiaoyuan's friend, my name is Liu Youxia."

Father An's face was sombre and he didn't say a word, his eyes looked up and down, making An Yuan beside him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Dad, let's go in first." An Yuan was a little guilty when he spoke, he felt that his father must know what was going on.

I don't know how long Papa An watched at the door, but finally gave in and let the two go in sideways.

Liu Youxia was made a little uncomfortable by the atmosphere, and his eyes glanced at An Yuan from time to time.It's just that the other party's expression of restraint made him unable to figure out what happened between the father and son.

The house was cold, Dad An didn't cook, and he didn't order takeaway, and he couldn't see the slightest joy from An Yuan's arrival.

"Have you eaten?" An Yuan asked like a routine, and then put the things into his bedroom expressionlessly, reached out to touch, and the bedside table was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Liu Youxia, who was following behind, turned around unexpectedly, the two touched their foreheads, and An Yuan bumped him back two steps.

"What's the matter?" He hugged An Yuan and said in a soft voice, "You have been absent-minded since you got off the plane. You are very nervous, you know? Your muscles are all stiff."

An Yuan originally wanted to hang on for a while, but after hearing Liu Youxia's words, he was unconsciously relieved.He relaxed and turned around Liu Youxia.

"It's okay, this is my problem with him, you don't have to worry too much."

Liu Youxia laughed softly, "What are you talking about, how can you reassure me with your appearance, or do you mean that you don't take me to heart at all."

An Yuan punched him on the shoulder, then let him go. "Go out to eat, and clean the room later."

Liu Youxia smiled and rolled his eyes in response to his voice.

When I left the room, there was no one in the living room.An Yuan searched along the sound, and finally saw Papa An in the kitchen.The other party was cooking noodles, with chopped vegetables on the cutting board and beaten eggs in the bowl.

"I'll cook the noodles, you go to the living room to rest."

Dad An looked back at him, picked up and put down the chopsticks in his hand, and finally adjusted his glasses, and walked out of the kitchen in silence.

When the two passed by, An Yuan smelled the smoke on his body, frowned, but didn't say anything, stepped forward to pick up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles apart.

Liu Youxia saw Dad An coming out, and hurriedly said hello, but the other party's expression was cold, and he didn't seem to want to talk to him very much.So Liu Youxia, who had a hot face and a cold butt, had no choice but to go into the kitchen to help cook the noodles.

The noodles swelled after being boiled in the pot, and there was not enough water, so An Yuan quickly took a bowl of water and mixed it in.

"Why do you cook so many noodles?" Liu Youxia added vegetables and eggs to it, with a calm expression and a chef's demeanor.

An Yuan looked at the pot noodles and suddenly thought of something.He squeezed Liu Youxia away, and took the chopsticks by himself to do the finishing touches. "I'll do the rest, you go ask my dad to eat noodles."

Liu Youxia was taken aback for a moment, but immediately realized it.He snapped his fingers and walked towards the living room determined to win.