turn into a breeze

"Let's change your clothes first, it might be better to take a bath."

I opened the suitcase and took out my toiletries and a change of clothes.

"No, I'm going back now."

Xiao Huang refused, and kept wiping the rainwater off his body. After the hair was wet, it stuck to his face, turning into a funny image.

"No, please change into clean clothes, or I'll be very sorry."

Xiao Huang looked at me, finally took the clothes from my hands, and took off the clothes on my body without thinking about it.

I stood behind him and saw him bending over to wipe his hair. The muscles on his back became beautiful shapes. Water droplets slid down from the muscles. Under the light, his skin glowed beautifully. It will definitely become very attractive.

All of a sudden, I just felt my heart tighten, and I realized that it was very impolite to stare at others like this. I quickly looked away, took my change of clothes and ran into the room where my parents used to be next door.

When I came out, I saw Xiao Huang was flipping through something at the desk, sitting on the small chair with a tall figure, presenting a discordant picture.

"what!"

When I saw him flipping through something, I rushed up and grabbed it.

Those are a bunch of stories that I once wrote in a notebook that cannot be called a novel.

"Why do you casually look through other people's things?"

I scolded him loudly with my face flushed. It was like a public execution, and I was overwhelmed by the immature things of my youth when I met for the first time. I just felt ashamed.

"Huh? Can't you watch it?"

Xiao Huang seems to have no remorse for my reprimand, and even said such words without considering other people's feelings. I really need to take a good look at what kind of family he grew up in, which is why he has become such a socially awkward character.

In other words, this is how this group of people living in the mountain village socialize, peering into each other's privacy without apology at all.

That's why I hate places like this.

I opened the drawer bitterly, and I stuffed the thick notebook in, glaring at him sitting in front of me condescendingly.

"It's getting late, I think I'm going to rest."

"Well, go to bed when you're tired, do you want me to make the bed for you?" He glanced at the bed with clean bedding, "Although there are bedding on it, I don't know when it was put on, maybe There will be a lot of dust."

In an instant, my heart began to collapse. Could this person in front of me not understand that I was seeing off a guest?

The rain outside has been much lighter than before. Since he was able to send me back in such a huge rain just now, it should be easy for him to go home in the current weather.

I didn't continue talking, just stood there looking at him, and he didn't speak, just looked at me with a smile on his face.

Finally, I let out a long sigh and looked away.

"It's getting late, it's about time for you to go back. The mountain road is not easy to walk. After I say hello to your parents, I will come to visit you in person tomorrow morning."

Trying to show the last trace of a smile on his face, Xiao Huang froze for a moment, then touched his head as if suddenly realizing.

"Ah, yes, then I'll go back first."

He stood up, turned around a little anxiously like a large dog, and then picked up the wet clothes on the ground.

"your clothes?"

He tugged at the clothes on his body and looked at me a little bewildered.

The clothes I lent him were a very large t-shirt, but it looked a bit small on him now. Looking at the stretched t-shirt, I curled my lips indistinctly.

"It's okay, you can wear it. I can't wear this dress because it's too big. You don't have to return it to me."

He nodded in a daze, and then walked out of the house.

When I sent him to the door, I saw him hold up the big old-fashioned black umbrella, then turn it around like a child, and smiled when he saw the water splashing around him.

I turned sideways, but unfortunately those drops of water still splashed on my body. At this time, I had no expectations of his politeness and observation of words and expressions like a normal person, so I just wiped the drops of water on my face.

"Then, good night, you lock the door at night."

He glanced into the room, wondering if it was my illusion, I could see the deep nostalgia in his eyes.

"Well, be careful on the road."

I blocked his gaze from peeping into the room with my body, and said goodbye to him with a smile.

For some reason, when I saw him gradually leaving with a black umbrella, I always felt an indescribable loneliness in his back. I thought it might be because of the weather, so I went back to the house, locked the door, and the whole room became very quiet .

Not wanting to stay on the first floor for a moment, I quickly turned off the lights and walked up to the second floor. After returning to my room, I felt a lot more relaxed. After all, it was the room I lived in when I was a child. own breath.

Walking to the bed, checking the bed, I was surprised at how new and clean the quilt was, and then I touched the table with my fingers, and there was no dust on it.

The room has been well maintained.

Thinking that I just saw my parents' room seemed to be clean.

In an instant, the image of the grandmother living alone tidying up the room appeared in my mind.

What kind of mood did grandma use to maintain our room all the time.

When I first moved to the city, because my grandfather was still alive and his legs and feet were inconvenient, the two felt more comfortable staying together in the familiar countryside. At that time, my parents would come back for the New Year holidays, and I was ridiculed because I was in school. The rebellious heart generated by people caused me to hate this place very much, so I asked myself to go to cram school on vacation, so I never came back.

Later, my grandfather passed away, and my parents wanted to take my grandmother home. After my grandmother came to live there a few times, she said that she was not used to it, and then returned to the ancestral house and started living alone.

Later, my parents became more and more busy. Most of the time, I came back occasionally to bring some health care products and money to my grandmother, and then left in a hurry.Sometimes it is not even possible to stay overnight.

But when I went to a more prosperous city to study in university, I rarely even went back to my parents' home, let alone this place.

Perhaps, grandma has lived here year after year, always looking forward to the day when the family can come back to reunite.

But until his death, he didn't even have a proper reunion dinner with his family on New Year's Day.

After turning off the lights, eyes adapted to the darkness can see the old house on the hill not far from the window.

When the lightning flashes and thunders, the ancient house also exudes a lonely atmosphere, just like the grandmother, standing there alone in the evening.

That night I had a dream. In the dream, I went back to my childhood. Because I had an appointment with my playmates to explore the house on the top of the mountain the next day, I was so excited that I couldn’t fall asleep for a long time at night.

After waking up on the second day in the dream, I saw my father had just finished tidying up the vegetable fields in the yard, my mother was carrying dinner out of the kitchen, and my grandmother was busy in front of the kitchen stove, and there was a black and white puppy With his head raised and his face excited, he wandered around at the feet of his grandmother.

I can't remember what happened after the dream. It seemed like a family was happily sitting around the table having breakfast, and I was talking about interesting stories between my childhood playmates with great interest.

When I woke up, there were still tears on my face, and I stared blankly at the roof for a long time before I realized where I was.

The dazzling sunlight came in from the window, and I checked the time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

How long has not seen the sun.

Maybe it was because I went to bed early last night, so my body felt very comfortable. I crawled out of the quilt and stretched my body, opened the window, and the refreshing morning breeze after the rain blew in, bringing in bursts of earth and tree fragrance.

Then I saw an old truck pull up to my door.

"Xiaotang, I brought you breakfast!"

Xiao Huang, who got out of the car, seemed to see me standing at the window, showed me his white teeth, and then shook the bamboo basket in his hand.

Visiting other people at such a time and bringing breakfast, I don't know if he's being overzealous or what.

Helpless, I just changed my clothes casually, and went to open the door for him with a face that hadn't been washed.