Yizhi

That night, when Song Yezhi arrived home, Zhao Huan and his back came back.She couldn't feel comfortable staying around the hotel by herself, and thinking about it, Ono would definitely be embarrassed after returning, so she followed suit and left.

Fu Ke fell asleep, leaving lights for Shen Jinyun and Shen Le who were outside, but Zhao Huanyu waited for them.

Fu Ke has a strong personality and acts swiftly and resolutely. Only Zhao Huan and this girl who has been raised since childhood can find a little bit of gentleness in her.

Before the door could be closed, Zhao Huanyu stood at the entrance, timidly, and at the same time concealed a sense of awkwardness, and called her: "Auntie."

Hearing the sound, Fu Ke hurriedly leaned out from the sofa to have a look, took a few glances from afar, and walked over, tears filled his eyes within two steps.

She said: "If you are angry with someone, you can settle accounts with them. What kind of skill is it to drag your aunt to suffer these days of suffering?"

Zhao Huan bit his mouth and plunged into her arms: "It won't happen in the future."

"Your uncle even informed your mother about it."

"What did she say?"

She hugged her aunt tightly and didn't let go. Fu Ke should have just finished his facial treatment, and Zhao Huanyu smelled fresh aloe vera water.She rubbed Fu Ke's face with her own face, stained with a good smell.

Fu Ke said mercilessly: "What can she say? She said that you will never lose it, and even praised your wings, and said that running away from home is the only way for children to grow up. Seriously, maybe Shen Jinli is the only mother in the whole world who regards the word "wings**" as a compliment." Fu Ke looked down at her, "Just like you, it's not worry-free."

Zhao Huan stuck out his tongue and giggled.

After eleven o'clock at night, Shen Le returned home from outside, exhausted physically and mentally.There were lights in the entrance and the living room. He thought Fu Ke was still asleep, so he reported the situation while changing his shoes: "Mom, I'm back. There is still no news."

The key was thrown into the pink box on the wooden cabinet, causing a series of crisp sounds.

Zhao Huan has a lot of bad habits, among which carelessness and carelessness are especially troublesome.She bought herself an iron box and put it on the porch cabinet, and threw the key in it as soon as she got home, and called on the whole family to develop this habit with her.Both Shen Jinyun and Shen Le forgot once or twice, and she found out through inspection that they could keep nagging in their ears for two or three days.

Shen Le was thinking about it, and took another look, who knew that this look made him almost trip over his slippers - in the box lay quietly a bunch of keys with the Monkey King hanging on them.

"She's back?" Shen Leju yelled while walking towards the living room.

There was no one in the living room, so he turned his head. The door of Zhao Huanyu's bedroom was tightly closed, and a yellow light came out from the bottom crack.

"Why are you yelling?" Fu Ke unscrewed the bedroom door, wearing pajamas, "I'm back, I just entered the room. Where's your dad?"

"Halfway was called away by the unit."

"Okay, you have to wash up and sleep quickly, if you have something to say, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"Well, Mom, go to sleep."

Shen Leji sat on the sofa and dialed Shen Jinyun's number.

"Dad, Zhao Huanyu is back."

"Come back? When? Did you come just now? Did you come back by yourself?"

"I don't know if I came back in a good way. I'm in my room. I just came back, and I haven't seen you yet."

When I thought about it, I didn't feel any difference, but when I said it, I realized that this brother was really wronged.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." Shen Jinyun said, "Don't bother her tonight and let her have a good rest. I'll ask about the specific situation tomorrow, you know?"

It's what you're used to.

Shen Leji answered ambiguously and hung up the phone.

He got up and went to the door of Zhao Huanhe's room, looked at Fu Ke's bedroom door, and said in a low voice, "Zhao Huanhe, open the door."

Zhao Huanhe had been sticking to the side of the door to listen to the movement since he entered, but now he walked away quietly, and after a certain distance, he turned to the door and said, "Auntie has already said something, and I have something to say tomorrow."

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Shen Le turned the door lock, but to no avail, went back to the entrance to get the key.

When they really met each other, Zhao Huan and Huan stopped screaming, and Shen Le's heart softened more than half.

"Put on your shoes well."

Shen Leji sat on the chair in front of the desk, and Zhao Huanyu unconsciously stood in front of him with his hands behind his back.

"What happened to the Band-Aid in your hand?"

"A broken piece of porcelain accidentally cut my hand."

Hearing the word "cut", Shen Le's heart skipped a beat.

He looked down at the iodine and cotton swabs in the drawer, and said, "Come here."

Zhao Huan and Fudo.

"Come here. Don't make me say it a third time."

Zhao Huanyu walked over there, stunned, like a bamboo pole.

"hand."

He dials, she moves.

Shen Leji squeezed the area around the wound. She endured the pain and slowly tore off the band-aid. He asked, "I don't know that the wound cannot touch water?"

It's not touching water, it's soaking water, and it's dishwashing water.

"Why did you do this? You can't just tell who offended you, and you want to run out to find trouble for yourself?"

Zhao Huanyu didn't hear his determination to ask the answer, so he wanted to say: "Do nothing."

"Do nothing." He couldn't easily get angry, and calmly retorted, "Think I'm a fool, or think I'm crazy?"

"I'm a psycho."

There was no pain when the iodine was sprayed on the wound, only dense itching. Zhao Huan and his hands shrank, and Shen Le thought she was in pain, so he pressed his wrist lightly and said, "Don't move. It's all right, I'll be there soon." alright."

She really didn't move.

Stupidly staring at Shen Leji's profile, he was more focused than him.

She submissively thought: Then I will love you for another year.

Then he felt angry with himself: One year later, I will fly away and fly into the world of flowers and flowers. I don't believe it, and I can be so unreasonable that I only have eyes for you.

After pretending to be good at home for a day, Zhao Huan and jumped up again, saying that they were going to enroll in summer camp.Unexpectedly, Song Yezhi nodded when he was listening, and he wanted to go too.

In short, neither of them is very willing to stay at home and face the other two.

For these two people, the account of running away from home and not reporting the knowledge was put aside and they were not settled with them, and An Sheng started to make trouble again after a while.Song Yingjun said that there was no summer camp, but Miyun could go there again.

After speaking, I started to pack and send it over.

They got into the car in a daze, and lived a self-supporting summer rural life.

You have to take care of your homework.

Song Yingjun was extremely efficient, and when Yi Qingwei came back from work and wanted to find someone, the building was already empty.

A pair left and a pair came again, Yi Qingwei and Shen Le both took turns to bomb, Song Yingjun's ears were covered with cocoons.

He asked, "Should I also send you to exercise?"

Both Yi Qingwei and Shen Le paused for a moment, then said, "Are you really sending them off?"

Song Yingjun spread out the newspaper, without even nodding his head, he said perfunctorily, "Why don't you believe it until now, I went all night last night."

"Where did you... send it to?"

"It was a small village a few decades ago, but now I don't know, maybe it's a town?"

"You...you don't know what's going on there, so you just send it there?" Yi Qingwei said, "I can't get through to them even if I call them. Give me the address, and I'll go and have a look."

"I confiscated the phone." The clock on the wall had turned to nine, and Song Yingjun's patience was exhausted, "Are you off duty today?"

"Anyway... I'm late too."

Song Yingjun glanced at them sideways: "Go to work when you have to. The places and people I arranged are very reliable. I'll let you pick them up after school starts, okay?"

Yi Qingwei recalled Song Yezhi's distraught look at the corner of the wall the night before, and wondered if he could get his soul back when school started.

He couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Song Yezhi again will be half a month later.

In the evening, when it was completely dark, he probably heard a car driving at the door, turned on the light at the door, and walked out. Against the light, he could not see his face clearly, only his thin outline.On a midsummer day, he wore loose long trousers and black cloth shoes.

The small yard under the tree was surrounded by a fence. Song Yezhi recognized the car while holding the wooden pole. He was a little dazed and foolish, and said to the person in the driver's seat: "I'm going to sleep."

Yi Qingwei didn't turn off the ignition until he was approaching, pulled out the key, opened the door and got out of the car, saying, "Really, I'll disturb you all for one night."

The light is a dim yellow light, with a vague sense of tenderness.

Standing across the fence, facing each other.

Yi Qingwei asked: "Are you still angry? You won't let me in when you get to me."

Song Yezhi seemed to be waking up from a dream, squatting down to open the wooden latch.As soon as he squatted down, he couldn't see any light at all. He fumbled around clumsily, and Yi Qingwei waited for him without saying a word.

Song Yezhi muttered: "Grandpa told me to pick us up tomorrow."

"Uncle Song only gave us the address in the afternoon, and explained that he will come on time tomorrow. But I can't wait." He said, "Your brother Le Jie didn't come, because I forgot the appointment."

Yi Qingwei would not have said these words in the past.Now she is shy and straightforward, thinking about how much she can be coaxed.

This farmhouse is very old, only Song Yezhi and Zhao Huan live there, and the owner's new house is still a long way ahead.Although they have been taken care of by the homeowner and neighbors for more than ten days, they mainly rely on themselves. There are green peppers just picked from the field in the afternoon in the bamboo basket by the door.

Zhao Huanyu was already asleep, and the light in Song Yezhi's room was still on.Walking in lightly, the concrete floor is bare, the walls are dusty, and there are several large and colorful star posters pasted here and there. When you touch it closely, the wall underneath is loose and gray, uneven.

The posters are all used to hide the ugliness, but the posters themselves are not very good-looking, and they are even more ugly.

Yi Qingwei looked at the gaps in the house, and Song Yezhi had already filled the water and was burning.There is no proper kettle for boiling water, but a wide and shallow amphora.

Song Yezhi stood by the stove in the main house, turned off the light, and borrowed the light from his own room.The light that hit the surface of the pot flickered a few times, then went black instantly, and it was Yi Qingwei who came over.

"Why boil water? I came here after dinner." Yi Qingwei squatted down with him and said softly.

Song Yezhi shook his head: "Don't you want to sleep here, and burn it for you to wash."

Yi Qingwei: "..."

On such a hot day, he still boiled hot water to wash his hands, was he looking down on him or the temperature.He got up to take down the pot, and found that the fire in the stove was dying.

Song Yezhi said awkwardly: "It will die at this point every night."

Yi Qingwei nodded, but still couldn't help laughing, he had to put his fist on his lips and pretended to cough several times, and said, "It's okay, I won't need it tomorrow anyway."

He looked around and asked again, "Are there any spare rooms?"

Song Yezhi also looked around after him.

"There is one. But there is no quilt, and it has not been cleaned."

Yi Qingwei's eyes fell on Song Yezhi's room.

"I took a look at your room just now, the bed is quite big." Yi Qingwei thought of something, paused, and frowned in embarrassment, "It's just that there is no air conditioner, I'm afraid you might find it too hot."

Song Yezhi immediately answered, "Yes...there are fans."

"Is it fun here?"

"It's fun." Song Yezhi turned off the light and went to bed, and said, "Except for eating very well, because I can only cook by myself. Everything else is fine. Huanyu and I get up early every day to watch the sunrise. Climb to the roof to watch the stars again. The sky and the ground are so wide, we can play outside all day, and go to Cengfan when we are tired. And sleeping here is very quiet, there is no sound, and we can sleep until dawn .”

"It's been a whole day outside, no wonder it's dark." The night was like water, and Yi Qingwei became very gentle, "Do you still want to come?"

"Yes I do."

"After that, I will come every summer vacation." After working, there will be no summer vacation, such as himself, he immediately corrected, "Oh, I will come every summer." He teased him, "Ask Uncle Song to build you a resort here .”

"how about you?"

Song Yezhi wanted to ask, would you come with me?

Yi Qingwei: "Xiu, build a train station at the entrance of your resort."

"..."

He didn't want to guide them, so they couldn't continue talking.

After being quiet for a while, Yi Qingwei asked, "Are the sunrises here beautiful?"

"nice."

"Compare with the one I took you to watch."

"The time I saw you was the best." Song Yezhi said seriously.

"After so many days, it can't be compared once?"

"Incomparable."

Yi Qingwei knew that Song Yezhi would not be angry enough to ignore others.

Song Yezhi has a vague and close sense of dependence on himself, which Yi Qingwei can feel.He usually relies on this preference to get along with Song Yezhi as he pleases.Including working so hard to come tonight tonight, I also vaguely know that I can't be let down.

They were lying face to face, Yi Qingwei wrapped Song Yezhi with a quilt, dragged it over, and got close to him.

"Blame me for killing you, don't you?" He asked in a low voice, and then admitted his mistake in a low voice, "I'm sorry, what I did was wrong. I'll change it and it won't happen again in the future, okay?"

Song Yezhi was bound by Yi Qingwei to listen to his whisper.

The body is not free, but the heart has a home.

"It's ok."

This is not what Song Yezhi cares about, and it doesn't matter if Yi Qingwei doesn't know.

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