As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

The scenery outside the window flashed by, the car window had a crack through it, Jiang Lin'an felt cold, so he pulled up the zipper a little, but the cold wind didn't just resist it like that, it spotted the gaps everywhere, and it was cool and unrestrained The ground drills in and out, taking away the heat from the human body, and bringing the cold wind wetly, sticking it on the skin, making it extremely cold.

But he didn't want to close the window, the cold wind kept him awake, so that he wouldn't lose himself in this familiar street. He hasn't been back for a long time, and the scenery here still looks so empty and impersonal.

The garden is neatly built, with stone walls with winding stripes and layers of camphor trees.

From a long distance, Jiang Lin'an could already see two buildings with sharp corners in the distance. Jiang's and Jiang's buildings looked at each other, one seemed quiet, and the other seemed lively.

Since his mother passed away, the house that was not very lively had become even more deserted. There were only one or two people living in the huge house. Jiang Lin'an felt that there was no room for that old bed that looked like a babbling box in the school dormitory. comfortable.

"Master, stop here! Just here!" Jiang Zhou suddenly slapped the car door and yelled for the driver to stop.

Leaning to the side, Jiang Zhou rolled out all of a sudden, reaching out his hand, trying to hold him.

Jiang Lin'an ignored this hand and deliberately didn't touch it. As soon as he touched it, he involuntarily squeezed his collar tightly, shivering from the cold.

"Why, haven't you arrived yet?" He looked around. This place is uphill. Although he can see the location of his home, it takes an hour to walk there.

Jiang Zhou untied his scarf two or three times, put it around Jiang Linan's neck, tied it tightly, and said in a complaining tone: "I really doubt that the driver just now is an idiot, and he still doesn't drive in such a cold day." Wither, are you trying to freeze me to death?"

The remaining warmth of Xiaozhou remained on the scarf, seeping into his skin, sucking away all the wet cold wind. The cold wind couldn't find much room for him to take advantage of, so it had to run all over Xiaozhou's exposed neck .

Xiaozhou's neck is beautiful, everything looks good, Jiang Lin'an never denies that Xiaozhou is good-looking, he is like the most beautiful white porcelain statue in the world, his milky white skin is tinged red by the cold wind, as if ripe in summer Cherry, write a desire word.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how fresh and delicious he is in Xiao Zhou's eyes. Compared with eating ripe cherries, he is a steak fried to medium rare on a silver iron plate, which emits a sizzling aroma. The pressure can press out the water.

The water flows out, and with a little more force, there will be more.

"My family sent me a message saying that someone is visiting your house now." Jiang Zhou pulled the scarf up for him, covered half of his face, and said with his ear: "A group of bedbugs that came out of the gutter, those People used to want to see your jokes fail, but now if they see you go back, there may be a lot of trouble, let's avoid it first."

Jiang Linan nodded, he didn't really want to see the people from before, and now he only came back for a day or two, if he was really pulled out to watch a joke, he would feel upset, "Then where are we going?"

"Come with me!" Jiang Zhou held him and led him to the corner without any explanation.

No kind of admonition can restrain Xiaozhou a little bit. When he is in a good mood, he is obedient and obedient. If he is not told to do something, he will never do it. But if he really wants to do it, he can’t scold him for anything, no matter what you say. It seemed too slutty, too ambiguous, too flamboyant, and he didn't care.

Jiang Linan lowered his head slightly, trying to avoid being seen.In fact, there is no need to be so deliberate. Today is New Year's Eve, and it is cold. There are not many people on the road. Even if there are, they are driving back and forth, and few people will come down and walk.

The unfinished leaves floated down scatteredly and scattered on the ground.

"There is a cheap coffee shop in front of it. Most of the people we knew before wouldn't go there. Anyway, we only go to your house for dinner at night. Let's go sit down." Jiang Zhou turned back and smiled at him.

The smile is the most human thing in the area.

From the urban area to the suburbs here, from the street full of gaudy lanterns to the green lawn and flower beds, some people would say that the former is vulgar, but Jiang Linan only thinks that the former is a person and the latter is a thing, and red represents boiling There is only a variety of greens here, so it is not too scary.

The cheap coffee shop located in an affluent area is decorated very simply, and there is a small lucky doll hanging at the door. Such a thing will indeed dissuade those who talk on airs all day long.

It is estimated that some rich second generation who has spare money but no place to spend it drives here. He just wants to have no business and seek a quiet place to burn money.

When the only waiter inside shouted the word "boss" to Xiaozhou, Jiang Lin'an felt that he had entered a den of thieves.

He is indeed a rich second generation who likes to burn money to play.

There is no complicated decoration in the small coffee shop. At this time, there is no one in it. Jiang Zhou looks very satisfied. He drags him upstairs and finds the warmest booth. The chair is as soft as a It is to wrap the whole person in it.

"Brother, I'll grind coffee for you soon, wait for me." Jiang Zhou lowered the curtain of the booth, and the place became a warm square box.

Since he came, he will be at ease, Jiang Lin'an began to wonder if the saying that there are guests at home was specially used by Xiaozhou to deceive him, just to trick him into coming to this den of thieves.

A den of thieves is a den of thieves, and it's not a big deal.The warm wind warmed his body, and he wanted to take off the scarf, but just pulled it down a little, and found that the wind came in, so he had to wrap it tightly again.

He vaguely heard the sound of grinding beans, and the waiter downstairs asked Xiao Zhou who brought him, and Xiao Zhou said it was her boyfriend.

The coffee beans in the waiter's hand fell to the ground with a crackle, and he asked if that was the one he used to mention, and then lowered his voice so that Jiang Linan could no longer hear him.

He was used to sleeping on a hard board bed, and the sofa was not very comfortable to sit on. He twisted his head and looked up at the ceiling. It was off-white, and there were pure white music scores carved intermittently. He couldn't understand it, and he didn't know what it was.

Suddenly remembered the ditty that Xiaozhou played in the small bamboo forest that day, aftertaste I found it very pleasant, wanted to listen to it again, but was too embarrassed to speak.

"Brother," the curtain was lifted, and Xiao Zhou came in with two cups of cappuccino with flowers on it. He had the simplest heart, and it was rare for him to smile so reservedly, "I just learned this."

This is the most tacky thing, but Jiang Linan felt that he was eating this set, and put the spoon aside, he was reluctant to use it to break up the tackiness.

"Why do you open the store here?"

Xiao Zhou shook his vulgarity away, and laughed until his eyelashes trembled, "Are you trying to say that I burn too much money?"

"Isn't it?"

"When you're not around, it's annoying to look at those pretentious people around. The place I bought by acting like a baby with my grandma, I come when I miss you." Jiang Zhou hugged the cup wall and said happily: "I don't like this place. It’s vulgar, and I don’t know that I opened it, and they feel that my place is dirty for their dignity, and they also say that coffee beans are bought cheaply, and drinking them will cause diarrhea, so they refuse to come.”

There was milky white foam on his lips, and he licked it with the tip of his tongue, "I'm afraid they will come and dirty my place."

The aroma of coffee slipped into his throat, and Jiang Linan swallowed the vulgarity, "Didn't you like playing with them before? Why do you feel dirty again?"

"It used to be because you were here, and you weren't here, so they were not pleasing to the eye." After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he thought about it carefully, and then said again: "No, I think you are not here. I don't like anything. Li Guang missed you."

Footsteps came from outside the curtain, the waiter opened the curtain, bent down to put down a plate of mango mille-feuille, and when the small ceramic dish was placed on the table, Jiang Linan clearly felt the waiter's eyes fall on his face for a moment, and then said Biting his lip while holding Xiaozhou, he suppressed his smile and said please use it slowly.

Jiang Zhou made eye contact with him and drove him away.

"I heard you mentioned it too much. He is curious and wants to see it," Jiang Zhou said innocently lying on the table, picking up a small iron fork and piercing it into the thousand layers. "It's annoying."

"What did you mention about me?" Jiang Linan also pretended to be curious, every place in this place was decorated to his liking, even the waiter's scrutiny just now didn't make him feel uncomfortable.

"To mention you..." Jiang Zhou scratched off a small piece and handed it to Jiang Lin'an's mouth, "I'll tell you after you eat it."

"Then you better stop talking." Jiang Linan fell back on the sofa and sank himself into it again, watching Xiao Zhou's hands raised in the air until they were sore, he refused to take them with his mouth.

The cream collapsed, and Jiang Zhou had to feed it into his own mouth, "I said you are good at everything, you are tall, handsome and have good grades, you are good at everything. In the past, a group of people struggled to marry into your family. I also want to."

"You have grown up in my house, do you still need to marry in?" Jiang Linan teased.

"It's different!" Jiang Zhou dissatisfied, and moved to Jiang Linan's side, "I want to be a door-to-door son-in-law, not to be your son-in-law. Besides, I was originally your son-in-law."

Jiang Lin'an was pushed aside by him, "Speak as you speak, what are you doing here? Besides, you are married as a daughter-in-law, not a door-to-door son-in-law."

"It's the door-to-door son-in-law!" Jiang Zhou said righteously, took a fork and scratched another piece, stuffed it around Jiang Lin'an's mouth, forcing him to eat it.

Jiang Linan raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple hidden in the scarf was exposed, and he pursed his lips tightly, refusing to eat.

"I'll sit over after you eat, otherwise I'll keep squeezing your place." Jiang Zhou forced him triumphantly.

Pushed back and forth all day long, Jiang Linan felt like he was being tied up and stuffed into a wedding sedan chair. He clearly thought so, but he found out that the rope that bound him was twisted for himself. , when you want to refuse but welcome when you are tied, the rope is tied loosely, and the first step on the sedan chair is still the foot you want to take.

The cream was sticking to his mouth, and Jiang Zhou stretched out his thumb to wipe off the cream stains on the corner of his mouth, then tasted it, and said, "Sweet."

In the end, Jiang Zhou still didn't sit back. After eating the whole cake, Jiang Lin'an felt that he was tired.The warm air was turned on high, and at the end it felt hot and made people dizzy. Jiang Linan took off the scarf and put it on Xiaozhou's belly.

With his back against the sofa, Xiao Zhou lay on his lap, quietly curled up, breathing evenly.

His eyeballs moved, and Jiang Linan knew that he was faking it, so he laughed in his heart, and brushed his forehead hair away without revealing it.

It's just that I didn't finish the coffee, I just drank the tacky layer on top.

Jiang Linan looked at the piano score on the top again, and asked in a low voice, "Is the score on the top the one you wrote?"

Jiang Zhou hummed as if in his sleep.

"When did you like me?"

Jiang Zhou rubbed his eyes, pretending to be woken up, moved on his lap, looked at him sleepily, and said um again, with the symbol of a question sentence.

Jiang Linan repeated it.

"I can't remember," Jiang Zhou's voice was still sleepy, and he didn't know if he was really asleep or pretended to be asleep just now. "I don't think it has changed, but I didn't understand it before. I started from understanding the meaning of this word." , I knew that I liked it.”

He pulled up his sleeves a bit, exposed his face, stretched himself up and scratched his hair, "Why did you sleep for so long, it's almost 8 o'clock, what time do you say dinner? Nine o'clock or ten o'clock?"

"09:30." Jiang Linan said.

This New Year's Eve dinner is prepared to eat until the second year.

Jiang Zhou opened the curtain and looked out, rubbed the back of his neck with a sore pillow, put the scarf on his body back around Jiang Linan's neck, tied it sleepily, and said, "It's tied tightly for you, isn't it?" Won't you run away again?"

There is a villain in my heart who opened his arms and waved and said, tie it up.

This bundle was tied up in front of the brightly lit mansion.

On the way here, the surrounding houses were lit with beautiful lights, and finally the red festiveness was revealed. This one is the same, echoing the opposite house, it is the brightest place on the land .

"I seem to see my mother." Jiang Zhou stood on tiptoe and looked across.

"Why don't you go back." Jiang Linan knew that he still wanted to go back.

He shook his head and pointed to a relatively low place in the distance. The light was the dimmest, and it was the shortest wall here.

"Do you remember that we played too late when we were young, so we didn't dare to go through the main entrance, so we had to turn over here." Jiang Zhou said cheerfully.

"At that time you were still very short, I had to carry you over first." Now you are taller than yourself.

A wall that looked as high as a mountain at that time is nothing now.

Jiang Linan also forgot when he started to like him, and felt that since he knew the word "like" in the world, he had naturally associated this person with that word.

Jiang Zhou kicked on the wall and climbed up, the curve of his back straightened, and he sat astride it, urging him to go up quickly in a low voice.

"Do you want me to hug you up?" She smiled sweetly like a cake.

Jiang Linan didn't move, he suddenly remembered the inner wall that his mother knocked down with a car, not far from here.

All that she had crashed back then might have been meant to bury her past pain underneath.

But when the wall falls, it will eventually be rebuilt.

He has always felt worthless for his mother, and now he feels even more worthless. He stretched out his hand and called out in a low voice, "Zhouzhou."

Jiang Zhou held him without hesitation, and when he looked at him, the wall in his heart also collapsed.

"Don't you want to post to Moments? You post it." When he said this, he also seemed eager.

Jiang Linan knew that the wall was short, but he didn't expect it to be so short that the boat could touch him just by bending down.

The soft ground seemed to have touched a cloud, and the cloud was filled with moist mist, repeatedly licking every nerve of him.

"The piece of Melaleuca just now was too sweet, and I can still taste it now." Jiang Zhou chuckled on his lips, his long eyelashes drooping down to cover half of his eyes, and the tip of his tongue licked on the tiger teeth, evoking A hint of cunning in the night.