Leftover temperature

It was only after Xia Shenyan lived here for a week that he found out that there were still people living opposite him, but there seemed to be no one at home, only an elderly man and a snow-white old cat.

Before he came, the old man lived alone in this old and quiet alley.

But the old man and he seldom go out. He doesn’t go out because the weather is still cold. His body can’t bear it, and there are a lot of things at home. Except for the food, he has to go out to buy. He just reads books and raises flowers at home.

Not long ago, Xia Shenyan went to the town to buy several pots of orchids, but he had no experience in growing flowers for the first time, so two of the five pots of orchids died in a short period of time.Xia Shenyan was a little frustrated, so he could only put the dead petals into the book in a dejected manner.

The scent of orchids is a bit similar to the perfume he usually uses, but it is lighter and more mellow, clear but not turbid.Due to the long-term use of orchid-flavored perfume, even if he stopped wearing perfume later, this vague smell has always been with him.

For Xia Shenyan, flowers are a symbol of clarity and beauty.He likes all kinds of flowers, no matter they are high or low.

It's just that he thinks orchids are elegant, clear, beautiful and not vulgar, which is more suitable for him.

And he wanted to give Si Jinqing the extremely warm rose.give.brook.Benedict.Gal.

Xia Shenyan once wanted to use the flower language of white roses to tell Si Jinqing his heart, but after thinking about it, he felt that white was too pure and flawless, and asking him to use it for courtship would tarnish it.

There is a small area in the front yard that can be used to plant all kinds of flowers and plants, but let’s not say that roses in winter are not easy to grow, and he doesn’t dare to grow them. The petals of roses are too beautiful. alright.

So Xia Shenyan bought a few pots of orchids when he went to the flower market, but they haven't grown well yet.

Xia Shenyan doesn't want to raise plants anymore.

Sure enough, any good things will be destroyed by him in his hands.

And the reason why he found out that the opposite door was occupied was because when he was about to dispose of the broken branches of the orchid, he saw a snow-white cat next to a big tree.

The cat is probably a little old, and it might be too cold to walk out in such a cold day.

Looking left and right, Xia Shenyan didn't know whose cat it was, and couldn't bear to let it stay here, so he reached out and hugged it home.

The cat became a bit lazy when it was old, and Xia Shenyan didn't see any reaction from it when he brought it home. He only let out a contented cry when he put it on the small sofa in front of the heater, and rubbed his head against him. the back of the hand.

The soft fur still has the coolness of the cold snow, but the soft touch makes Xia Shenyan's heart soft. He chuckled lightly, and his heart also warmed up. He gently stroked its head as if comforting, The kitchen brought clear porridge in a small bowl to feed it.

It should be hungry too, sticking out its tongue, hissing and eating happily, the bottom of the bowl was empty after a while, the cat made a "meow", Xia Shenyan actually understood its meaning, put the back of his hand over, it Immediately, he grabbed his hand with his small paw and rubbed it.

Xia Shenyan hooked its jaw tentatively, and the cat raised its neck to enjoy his caress.

Just when the cat and the person were immersed in this joyful atmosphere, the door was suddenly knocked on the door like thunder.

His heart tightened, and he covered the cat with a blanket before tiptoeing out.

Xia Shenyan was worried that Si Jinqing had come to look for him, and now probably no one would bother to look for him except Si Jinqing.

When Xia Shenyan went to open the door, he was uneasy, but at the same time, he was mixed with some unspeakable emotions.

However, when the door opened, the person outside was not the person he thought in his heart. He was relieved and lost again.

Has it really reached the point where no one cares?

fair enough.

But what is more important now is that standing in front of him is an old man wearing a mink hat and a military coat.The old man looks to be in his 70s or [-]s. His thin body is extremely thin and fragile under the military coat, which makes people worry that he will be overwhelmed by this outfit. He can also stand up to the illusion.

"Hey! Little boy, did you take my cat?" The uncle opened his mouth and asked loudly.

Xia Shenyan was taken aback, and immediately asked, "Is it a white cat?"

There was a hint of surprise on the uncle's expression, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Xia Shenyan said "wait a moment", and soon came out of the house, wrapping the old cat in a blanket.

He was afraid that the uncle would misunderstand, so he explained embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I saw it lying on the ground when I went to throw out the garbage just now. It was so cold that I took it home privately because I was afraid it couldn't bear it. Knowing that you live here. And don't worry, I gave it a bowl of porridge..."

"Porridge?" The uncle frowned.

Xia Shenyan's heart skipped a beat, thinking he had done something wrong, he was a little at a loss and said, "It's just... just ordinary porridge with nothing in it..."

The uncle said thoughtfully: "You mean it ate the porridge you made?"

Xia Shenyan nodded obediently.

"Finished?"

"Finished."

The uncle shut his mouth tightly and did not speak.I looked down at the disappointing old cat for a long time, and finally sighed: "I also want to thank you, my cat always likes to run out when it is old, and it always lies on the same place every time, because it is my first time. The place where I picked it up once, I’m old, and I’m probably nostalgic. I didn’t pay attention to it just now when I was cooking, but luckily you picked it up, thank you.”

Xia Shenyan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a warm voice: "It's okay, it's just that the weather is cold, so we really can't let it run out like this."

The uncle smiled, and patted the old cat's head. The old cat let out a low cry, and retracted into the blanket again.

"It's getting old, and it doesn't eat much. It can't eat much whatever I feed it. Seeing that a big fat cat is about to become thin, I'm so worried. I didn't expect it to finish eating. Your porridge, what kind of panacea is your porridge?" The uncle asked curiously.

Xia Shenyan was amused, and it wasn't until the cold was in his bones that he realized that the two of them had been standing outside blowing the cool wind for a long time, he turned sideways quickly, and said with a smile: "Why don't you come in and sit down, I'll serve you a bowl. "

The uncle hesitated for a moment, took a look at Xia Shenyan, and then walked in slowly.

Xia Shenyan took the uncle to the lobby and sat down. The TV was on and on. At this time, the central TV station had finished the news broadcast and began to broadcast the spy war series.

Xia Shenyan went to the kitchen and brought out the steaming porridge and put it on the tea table in front of the uncle, shyly said: "Actually, it's just plain porridge, maybe it's not as delicious as yours."

His cooking skills are average, at most it can be eaten, but it is definitely not delicious. At first, it was because he didn't like to go out to eat with people, so he temporarily learned cooking from Si Jinqing. He has been busy these years and rarely goes home , the already unfamiliar cooking skills are of course even worse.

The uncle said happily: "Your porridge is a bit thick."

Xia Shenyan's cheeks were slightly hot, and he secretly thought that he was really ashamed and thrown home.

"Sorry, how about I take it away for you..."

"It's all right," the uncle put the old cat on the sofa beside him, and said heartily while picking up the porridge, "My grandchildren haven't come back for a few years, and I haven't tasted their porridge yet. You are about the same age as them, so it's good to be satisfied with you."

Xia Shenyan's heart warmed up, and he carefully sat down on the single sofa on the other side, and said softly: "They may be too busy with work, and when I get busy, I don't even have a place to stay."

The old man took a spoonful of porridge into his mouth and said, "I know, young people, it's a good thing to make progress a little bit, but you really can't get out in this society if you don't have any skills. What do you do, young man?"

Xia Shenyan choked.

Although he is considered a star, he is far from being a household name, and most of the scenes he filmed are participated in, his acting skills are not outstanding, and the image of the film generally changes a lot. It is estimated that people who have watched his films saw him I don't even know him personally.Besides, his songs are only popular among contemporary young people, and people like the old man definitely don't recognize him.

Xia Shenyan thought about it for a while, and said vaguely: "Practicing art is just writing songs and composing lyrics."

The uncle thought for a while, probably because he hadn't figured out what exactly he was doing, so he didn't ask this again, and instead asked, "How old are you this year?"

Xia Shenyan: "29."

The uncle showed an unbelievable expression, stared at his face several times, and wondered: "Why do you look like a high school kid."

It's no wonder that the uncle was surprised, Xia Shenyan looked too thin on the outside.His body is slender, his skin is like snow, and his facial features are warm and clear, and because of proper maintenance and positive attitude, his face has no wrinkles or weather at all. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a person who is about to stand, but his eyes are like morning dew The condensed and clear eyes are more like a child who has not experienced much in the world.

Xia Shenyan laughed when he heard the words: "Maybe it was because of too much work pressure some time ago, so I lost some weight."

The uncle immediately frowned, and snorted: "Although young people want to be positive, what's the point of using the capital of the revolution to waste it? What's the use of your status, no matter how high your status is, no matter how much money you earn? You can bring it into the coffin Is it here? When the two little ghosts of my family come back, I will definitely teach them."

Xia Shenyan smiled.

The two started chatting one after another.

From the conversation, I learned that the uncle's surname is Zhang, and he has lived here for 40 to [-] years. He has seen the rise and fall of Baihua Town, and the warmth and warmth of people in Baihua Lane.

It is said that the vicious murder incident had a great impact on this place, and the nearby neighbors moved out one after another.The family where the incident happened was originally a happy three-person family. After the father who was the pillar of the family passed away, the mother sold the house and moved out in order not to let her son live in the shadows and to not affect the neighbors.

Unexpectedly, someone actually bought the house, but the impact of the dead person still affected this quiet alley. After all, such a thing had never happened before, and the murderer was still at large. Will come back again?

Even if it is for the safety of your own family, the ones that should be moved will be moved.

At that time, even the uncle's son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren asked him to leave here with them.But the uncle was reluctant.One is because this is the place where he has lived for so many years, and he is nostalgic; the other is because his wife died here.

Old people are always a little superstitious. The uncle always thinks that his wife is always with him at home, and he is afraid that she will not be able to find him once he leaves.

This kind of love from hand in hand to white head made Xia Shenyan envious and moved, and he respected the uncle even more.

But according to the uncle, the house where Xia Shenyan lives has not been lived in since the original owner passed away, and it has been vacant for a long time, so within a few years, the whole Baihua Lane was left with only the uncle living here .

The uncle also said that he saw the little boy who lost his father here secretly standing at the door wiping tears a few years ago.

Xia Shenyan's heart was slightly astringent, and he thought, he must have come here without telling his mother.

While digesting his father's death alone, he also calmly appeases his mother's emotions.He must be a sensible and smart kid.

"But why do you live here? There are many houses in Baihua Town. It's dirty and messy, and there are often gangsters haunting it. You are not safe or comfortable here." The uncle said seriously.

These words are not meant to bluff people, there are very few people here, and the ones who come are basically gangsters, either to smoke and fight, or to have sex.Of course he wasn't afraid, he had never seen such a big storm at his age, and those little kids weren't really so heartless that they couldn't get along with an old man.

Xia Shenyan was different, he looked weak and easy to bully, the uncle felt that it was necessary for him to remind him.

"Understood, thank you, I will be careful." Xia Shenyan said obediently.

The uncle still didn't understand: "You don't look like you have no money, why do you have to live in such a corner?"

This time Xia Shenyan was silent for a while, and then said with the corners of his mouth: "My grandfather was buried in Shixi Village."

Shixi Village is very close to Baihua Lane. At the end of Baihua Lane is the source of Shixi Village's flowing water. Behind the stream and river are mountain villages, and in the green mountains and green mountains, there are old people he misses day and night.

He couldn't go back to his previous home, he didn't have the key and he wasn't qualified, let alone dared to.So he could only find this place, the place where he and his grandfather had walked, hoping to find him when he wanted to come here one day.

Xia Shenyan felt as if she was very close to him.

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