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Shen Bing fell into a deep sleep.

The first time he woke up drowsily, he caught a glimpse of daylight filtering through the curtains of the bed.

It's daytime now, just take a nap, and it's time to get up, he thought in his extremely tired and drowsy state.But the sleeping dream was like a sweet and greasy quagmire. Before he could fully open his eyes, he had already involuntarily fallen into a deeper darkness.

In the dream, it was not realistic.He was vaguely thinking that he seemed to have something to do, and he was struggling to get up, but the sleepiness firmly bound his spirit and limbs, making him anxious and unable to extricate himself.

Struggling like this, it seemed like a long, long time before he slowly opened his eyes and gradually woke up.

The curtains are still tightly drawn, but the brightness outside can be vaguely seen through the gaps, presumably it is still daytime.The tent was very hot and dry, there had been no ventilation for a long time, and the air was still filled with a strong smell of heather.

My whole body was sore, my head was dizzy, and my chest seemed to be crushed by a huge rock.Shen Bing groaned, turned over with difficulty, and lay on his back on the bed.

He stretched out his arms, only to find the messy sheets—there was no one around.

Shen Bing stared blankly at the top of the curtain for a while, then Fang slowly raised his body and rubbed the bridge of his nose.Stretching out his hand to open the curtain, a ray of light came in, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.But the sunlight was not glaring. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around, only to see the soft glow of warm orange lingering over the window, and the blue shade of the trees outside the window was covered with a layer of gorgeous flowers. Light.

It turned out that it was already sunset.

The room was empty.The clothes that were randomly thrown on the ground and on the couch before have been picked up and stacked aside, and the shoes are neatly stacked on the head of the bed.But the clothes of the two are now only his.

Shen Bing sat on the side of the bed for a while, then Fang stepped on his shoes, put on his clothes, and walked out the door slowly.

In the evening of early summer, the heat is removed, and the cool wind blows around, blowing the shadows of flowers and trees, and the air is filled with the refreshing scent of vegetation and the sweetness of fruits and vegetables, which makes people feel peaceful.The tiredness and sleepiness after going to bed late dissipated a little in the breeze.Shen Yi let out a long sigh of relief, moved his neck slightly, and closed his eyes.

The yard was strangely quiet, all the servants didn't know where they went, and the whole house was soaked in the tranquility of this summer evening, peaceful and silent.Shen Bin walked alone under the osmanthus tree, bypassed the corridor with floating lights and shadows, and passed through the hanging flower door, only then did he meet a servant hurriedly passing by holding a bamboo basket in the front hall.

"My lord." When he saw Shen Yi, he immediately stopped and saluted him with a smile, "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

Shen Bing's eyes fell on the bamboo basket in his hand. The basket was full of deep purple plums. Perhaps they had just been washed, and there were still clear drops of water hanging on the plump fruit skins, which made people look at the bamboo basket. Eloquence.

Seeing the expression on Shen Yi, the servant immediately handed over the bamboo basket and said, "Do you want to eat it? It was Mr. Xie who brought it just now. It is said that it is a fresh fruit in our yard, so let's eat something fresh and sweet, my little ones." It has been frozen in the well just now, and I haven't had time to put it on the plate."

Hearing that it was brought by Xie Ling, Shen Yi immediately paused.He hesitated for a while, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally swallowed the words on his lips.

"No need." He finally said, looked up at the servant again, and suddenly said, "You...have you been in the house before?"

The servant was startled, and immediately said happily: "Yes! Yes! Sir, do you still remember the little one?"

Shen Yan smiled slightly, and said softly: "Of course I remember. Your hometown is Huizhou, so you brought home-made prunes and vegetable shortcakes for Bo Kong to eat. He liked it very much. I tasted it, and the taste It was really good, and I still remember it to this day.”

The servant was so happy that he didn't know what to do, and said repeatedly: "Tomorrow, the young one will ask the mother-in-law to make more and bring it to the adults. It's just that the food is too vulgar, and the country people eat it, so it can't be served on the table. Thank you You don't dislike it."

As he spoke, he gradually tightened his grip on the fruit basket, his nose twitched twice, and suddenly he pressed the corners of his eyes and said: "My lord... my little one is finally looking forward to your return... My wife and I have been together for the past two years. Doing part-time jobs in the city, I just know that people like you will return to Beijing one day, and the young ones still want to serve you... Xie's family came to us that day and said that you might be back soon, so I hurried Pack up your things and come back here, and don't dare to delay for a moment."

"... is it thanks to your family for letting you come back?"

"Yes, my lord, it seems to be the servant next to Mr. Xie? Many old people in Shen's house have been found back. We were here when the spring was born, and we have been tidying up the yard and house, waiting for the day when you come back Woolen cloth."

Shen Bing was dumb for a moment, and after a while, he let out a breath, raised his head and said softly: "Thank you for not giving up... this basket of fruit, just put it in my room, and then make a pot of hot tea."

The servant quickly answered "Yes" and asked again: "Then is the dinner served in the room, or—"

"There is no need for a meal." Shen Yan said lightly, "Let Bo Kong come to my room in a while."

The servant was obviously stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while, scratched his head and said, "Has your lord stopped eating? But—but Mr. Xie has been cooking in the kitchen for a long time, and it should be almost out of the pot by now."

Shen Yan, who was about to turn around and leave, paused, turned his head suddenly, frowned and said, "Who are you talking about?"

"Thank you, sir. He's been in the kitchen all this time, cooking for you... You, don't you know?"

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The sun went down even further, and the richness of the twilight was diluted, gradually turning into a light and moist golden light, which was now spread on the stove full of human fireworks in the kitchen.

Standing beside Chaimen, Shen Bing stared blankly at the busy figure not far away through the mottled light and shadow of the evening.

Xu was so busy that Xie Ling had already taken off his coat and threw it aside.The chopping board has a neat array of dishes, clear kohlrabi, braised beef with well-proportioned muscles, shredded fungus, yellow flowers, and pork belly are placed together, and the yellow, red, green and green colors are very beautiful.The small fire on the stove was rolling the soup, and according to the scent wafting in the wind, it should be bone soup stewed slowly. shape and face.

He was kneading a ball of dough in his hands, half of his arms were covered with flour, and he was kneading vigorously on the chopping board to give the dough strength.After a while, I will poke it with my hands to feel the toughness of that side, and if I am not satisfied, I will continue to rub it.

With his movements, the fine powder flew up, but the young nobleman didn't care that the white flour would stain his luxurious brocade robe.His eyebrows are half downcast, his expression is focused, the strength in his hands is even and strong, and the corners of his beautiful mouth are slightly pursed.

In the twilight of the evening, he was devoting himself to making a bowl of noodle soup.The smoke from the cooker was steaming, blurring his handsome features, as if the human fireworks in his hands were the infinite mountains and rivers in his heart.

Shen Bing only felt that the whole person seemed to be submerged in this warm and moist glow.The heart is peaceful and peaceful, and those tense and lonely feelings that feel lost are turned into spring water after being smoked by this small fire, and disappear.

After a while, with a little force on his hand, he pushed open the chaimen and walked into the kitchen.

Xie Qin, who was concentrating on kneading his face, heard footsteps behind him, looked up, and suddenly froze.He stared blankly at Shen Bing who was slowly walking towards him, his expression froze, and after a while, he felt a little helpless nervousness.

Shen Bing stopped in front of the door.The two of them just looked at each other through the beating fire, the fragrant old soup, and the steaming smoke, quietly staring at each other's faces.

After a long while, Xie Qin was the first to speak.His voice was hoarse and tense: "Hungry, are you hungry?"

Shen Yan subconsciously shook his head, remained silent for a moment, and asked again: "What are you doing?"

Xie Ling hurriedly turned around and took a small bowl to make him a bowl of broth, blew it carefully, and handed it to him: "Want to taste it?"

The old soup in the mouth is thick and delicious. It should be made from dried sea rice and big bones.Shen Bing took a sip, then understood, and couldn't help laughing slightly: "Jiangnan spring noodles?"

Seeing him laugh, Xie Jin couldn't help trembling, as if countless little flowers had bloomed in his heart, stirring his heartstrings.

Shen Yan put the bowl aside, looked up at him, and asked softly, "Why do you suddenly think of making this?"

"I..." Xie Ling was watched by him, and for a moment he forgot to breathe. He licked his lips for a while, and Fang said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not good at it. Taste it and see if it tastes that way."

He paused, and added: "If you like it, I will make it for you often in the future."

The corners of Shen Bing's mouth seemed to be bent, his slender eyelashes drooped, and he didn't speak immediately.Xie Ling stared at him closely, feeling uneasy, nervous and excited, with mixed flavors, like a pot of hot soup boiling in his chest, making his whole body dry and hot, and after a while his vest and palms were wet. All sweating.He subconsciously wanted to wipe his hands on the clothes, but Shen Bing grabbed his wrist.

"... Liangqing?"

Under Xie Ling's surprised gaze, Shen Bing turned his palms around and spread them out, then leaned over to take a cloth, and helped him wipe off the flour and fine sweat sticking to his hands little by little.The movement was gentle and gentle, as it rubbed on his hands, it also rubbed on his heart.

Xie Ling took a long breath, couldn't help it anymore, and grabbed Shen Bing's wrist with his backhand.

"Liangqing..." Xie Qin raised his left hand and stroked his familiar eyebrows inch by inch, with a trembling voice, "I——I have confessed our affairs to my parents, and I said that there will be no one else in this life except you There is a second person... The business of the Xiejia Mutual Market is no longer in business, and it is useless for the elder brother to object, I will stick to it. And the nonsense I have said, I reflect on it every day, and think about it at night. I can’t sleep if I think about it. I’ve been waiting, waiting for the day you come back, and I’ll make amends to you. I thought, I can wait for one year, five years, or ten years, as long as you can come back , as long as there is this day, I-"

A lump in his throat made him choke.The fireworks rising next to him engulfed his sharp and handsome eyebrows, dyeing those dark pupils a bit of a sad thin red.

"I thought it would be a long, long time... But I didn't expect it to be only two years—fortunately, it was only two years..."

The thin red finally overflowed the eye sockets, and wet the long eyelashes as thick as crow feathers, as if it was the sky and night washed by the heavy rain.

"Actually, I really, can't wait any longer..."

Shen Bing's heart trembled violently, and the tip of his nose couldn't help but feel sore.Overwhelming emotions, bitterness, pain and joy came one after another, making it impossible for him to perceive what his mood was at this moment.A long sigh resounded in his heart, he closed his eyes, and gently pressed his forehead against Xie Ling's chest.

Xie Ling suddenly inhaled, retracted his arms forcefully, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.He clasped the back of his head with one hand, and wrapped his arms around his waist with the other. He lowered his head and stepped deeply into Shen Bing's neck—it was a fragile but infinitely lingering posture.It's like embracing a lost and recovered treasure in your arms, even if your body and mind are ruined, you don't want to lose it again.

Think yoyo, hate yoyo, and hate it when you return.

Wu Shan is a little sad, and the moon is leaning on the building.

Those lovesickness and resentment that separate the two places are like the undulating mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, undulating and stretching for thousands of miles.Whenever the cool night is like washing, I can't see the silver chain like the river when I look up, and the moonlight is like the frost when I look down. My heart is full of thoughts about you who are thousands of miles away. Deeply tormented by thoughts and hatred.

There is no cure for this pain of lovesickness, no cure for it.It will only end when we come back to each other.

Xie Ling only felt something hot slipping from the corner of his eyes, like drops of heat condensed from the blood in his heart, gradually seeping into Shen Bing's shoulder.

"Let it..."

"Yeah!" Xie Qin came back to his senses, rubbed his clothes on Shen Bing's clothes vigorously, and replied a little embarrassedly, "You, you say."

"So you were not in the room just now, but you came to cook?"

"Yes, this soup should be boiled in advance, otherwise it won't taste good."

"Then why didn't you come to recognize me when you saw me in the stone forest earlier?"

Xie Ling was stunned for a moment, raised his head and said sadly: "I didn't see you, I just saw your poems and essays and recognized your handwriting. When I ran over to look for you, I completely disappeared. A figure. I suspected that I was possessed by a demon, but I was worried, so I hurried back. I didn't expect that you really came back. Fortunately..."

Shen Bing stared at the red corners of his eyes that were tortured by excitement and shame, with mixed emotions, he couldn't help laughing.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Xie Qin thought he was laughing and shed tears, curled his lips and shook him.

"It's nothing." Shen Yan pursed his lips, and couldn't help but smiled softly.

Those uneasiness and desolation that seemed to be lost finally melted away one after another, turning into a pool of spring water, and blooming flowers that were overjoyed.

What else in the world is more joyful than cutting through a misunderstanding and discovering the underlying affection.

Xie Ling didn't know what he was laughing at, but seeing his appearance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, and he laughed out loud.