Is the senior going home today?

Mobile phone numbers, sports cars, gold watches...all belong to Yuan Hao, Xiao Shuang doesn't know him, and Yuan Hao's wife's surname is not Xiao.

If you don't know him, you don't know him, but the name Xiao Shuang is very familiar.

Yuan Ze raised his head and closed his eyes, carefully recalling where he heard this name.

Xiao Shuang?Xiao Shuang?Xiao Shuang?

Yuan Ze remembered that in his sophomore year of high school, by the West Lake, the girl who watched Yuan Hao's engagement banquet from a distance, Yuan Hao's first love girlfriend, was named Xiao Shuang.

"I remember who Xiao Shuang is." Yuan Ze shook his head in disbelief, "Yuan Hao's first girlfriend, they were together in middle school."

"Your brother took care of his first love?" Lin Qianxing asked, not too surprised, rich people, family flowers and wild flowers, it's like this in TV dramas.

So this kind of drama of hidden beauty in a golden house is easy to guess.

Xiao Shuang is definitely not Yuan Ze's real sister-in-law, otherwise when he sees the name on the cake, even if there are many people with the same name and surname, he will react somewhat.But at that time, Yuan Ze only took a second look at the cake when Jing Yue asked them to guess which flowers he squeezed, and didn't have any further reactions.

"Nursing?" Yuan Ze was looking down at the photo of the sports car, his eyelids were raised, as if he had been hit hard, his eyes were dull.

"Well, it should be true, the two hug each other like a couple in love," Lin Qianxing saw that his expression was wrong, leaned over and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you, Brother Yuan?"

"I can't understand this," Yuan Ze sighed, and returned the phone to Lin Qianxing, "Actually, it's none of my business... I just didn't figure it out, if I really like it, we can stay together, Civil Affairs Bureau Is the gate blocking him?"

"I'm just annoyed by Yuan Hao. He eats what's in the bowl and looks at what's in the pot. He wants to get everything into his hands. Who does he think he is?" Yuan Ze put his arms on his coiled knees, Qing, straightened his back and bent down, "Xiao Shuang also annoys me, knowing that Yuan Hao has a wife. Are you interested in Yuan Hao's money?"

"Brother Yuan."

"Huh? What?"

"I didn't expect that a rich person like you would be so disgusted with such things as nurturing," Lin Qianxing said, "I watched that TV and thought that nurturing was a standard for rich people."

"Can you believe those TV dramas with dog blood? They spoil the children," Yuan Ze frowned to express his dissatisfaction, "No wonder the radio and television ban this kind of film." After a pause, he continued, "If you really love, you can Marry someone home and focus on it, if it's not true love, then why waste time? What's wrong with this time?"

"What the hell is going on?" Yuan Ze frowned into the word "Chuan", turned his head to look at Lin Qianxing, and pursed his lower lip, "Is Menglong still there? Take another one."

Lin Qianxing quickly got up from the ground, ran to the kitchen, grabbed two Menglongs, and handed the green one to Yuan Ze, "Isn't it too sweet?"

"The matcha one is better, not so sweet." Yuan Ze took it, tore off the wrapping paper and took a bite, "How do you know that I like the taste of matcha tea? The two you gave me are all matcha."

How do you know?Lin Qianxing himself hadn't delved into this issue, it was a natural thing to pay attention to Yuan Ze's likes and dislikes.

Allergies to wheat, don’t like fish, don’t like lamb, don’t like chicken, don’t like green onions, don’t like too sweet, like the taste of matcha...all of them are written down after hearing it once, no need to deliberately remember , as if I knew it a long time ago.

"I just picked it up by chance." Lin Qianxing peeled off the wrapping paper with lowered eyes, and before he bit it, a faint scent of grass came to his nostrils.

Lin Qianxing unfolded the wrapping paper and took a look. It smelled of vanilla, no wonder it was fragrant.

"Your vanilla one?" Yuan Ze caught a glimpse of the wrapping paper in Lin Qianxing's hand, leaned over to sniff, "It's quite fragrant."

"Would you like to try it?" Lin Qianxing handed the stick in his hand to Yuan Ze, "Would you like to change it, I haven't eaten this yet."

"Forget it, I'll still eat my matcha," Yuan Ze blinked, and took a big bite of the ice cream in his hand, "See, I'm dedicated, right? I only love matcha, and vanilla won't try to seduce me."

......

"Hey, you have some chocolate on your mouth." Yuan Ze looked at Lin Qianxing and pointed to the left corner of his mouth.

Lin Qianxing scraped the right corner of his mouth with his fingertips.

"The left side, I mean your left side is stained a bit." Yuan Ze knew that Lin Qianxing would have misunderstood, and continued to point to the left corner of his mouth.

Lin Qianxing wiped the left corner of his mouth with his left hand, but did not wipe.

"It's still there, move it down a little bit." Yuan Ze watched Lin Qianxing's small bamboo pole-like finger rubbing around the corner of his mouth, but he didn't wipe the right place, and clicked, "It's just where I licked, stupid. "

So Lin Qianxing's fingers accurately found the corner of the mouth, which happened to be a small upturned arc.

"Well, it's cleaned up." Yuan Ze turned his head, looked at the floor with lowered eyelids, and took small bites of the ice cream.

Both of them sat on the ground, eating ice cream silently.

There is the slight "hum" sound of the air conditioner hanging up next to my ears. The smell of vanilla, chocolate, wood and the faint scent of white moss on Yuanze's body are all mixed together and floating around the room. Like thin clouds floating all over the house.

After eating the ice cream, Lin Qianxing stood up, threw the stick and wrapping paper into the trash can, and kicked the trash can to Yuan Ze's side.

Yuan Ze was seriously licking the last piece of green ice cream on the stick, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qianxing stretched out his fingers and pressed the corner of his mouth, the place that Yuan Ze had just lightly licked.

His breathing was short and stagnant, and his heart beat twice violently.

After Yuanze threw the popsicle sticks and wrapping paper into the trash can, Lin Qianxing bent down and picked up the trash can to go out. After emptying out the trash, he washed his hands, went to the kitchen to get a pack of wet tissues, and walked in again.

As soon as Lin Qianxing entered the door, he saw Yuan Ze spread his hands upwards, with his elbows resting on his knees, still leaning forward slightly, staring at the floor wondering what he was thinking.

"Here, wipe your hands, Master Yuan." Lin Qianxing touched Yuan Ze's shoulder with the wet tissue box.

Yuan Ze turned his head to look up, and moved his mouth towards the tissue box, "Get one for me."

Lin Qianxing exhaled heavily, raised his hand and scratched his eyebrows twice, squatted beside Yuan Ze, opened the lid of the wet tissue box, took out one and put it in Yuan Ze's open palm, "Want to wipe it for you, young master?" ?”

Yuan Ze rolled his eyes at him, and wiped every finger carefully.

"Puchi" Lin Qianxing laughed.

"What's so funny?" Yuan Ze handed him the used tissue.

"Is there anyone lazier than you in this world? Yuan Ze." Lin Qianxing pointed to the trash can by the wall, "Throw it away by yourself, the trash can is right there."

"Tch." Yuan Ze sat cross-legged for a while, his legs and feet were numb when he got up, and he limped to the wall, throwing away the wet tissue in his hand.

"What were you laughing at? In the end." Yuan Ze stood by the wall, shaking his ankle to relieve the numbness and pain, "What do you remember?"

"It's nothing, I'm just speechless to myself." Lin Qianxing said.

"...Where did you kiss me?" Yuan Ze changed his foot and shook his ankle, "Let me tell you, fortunately I'm a man, if you want to do that to a girl, they won't beat you to death."

Lin Qianxing: "..."

"It's also fortunate that I like you. I can forgive you for being presumptuous." Yuan Ze raised his chin at him and smiled, showing his neat and white teeth.

"I..." Lin Qianxing clearly knew that Yuan Ze's words and logic had loopholes, but he couldn't find anything to refute, so he squatted on the ground in frustration and stopped talking.

After a while, Yuan Ze walked over slowly, sat back on the floor, grabbed the carving knife and the wooden kitten again, "Hey, little landlord, do you have any sandpaper? No. 400 and No. 1000."

"Yes, I'll find it for you."

......

In the evening, Gaopeng came over with two big boxes of cut watermelons.

There were a lot of people during Xingyue's dinner time, Gao Peng called a waiter with nimble legs and feet, and hurriedly brought the dinner to Lin Qianxing and the others.After the rush hour for dinner has passed, I have time to come and sit for a while.

Before coming, Gao Peng called and asked Lin Qianxing if he wanted a midnight snack. Lin Qianxing asked him to wait, and knocked on Yuanze's door with his mobile phone, asking him if he wanted a late night snack.

Yuan Ze leaned against the door and shook his head, holding a piece of sandpaper in his right hand, his fingertips and the back of his hand and even his arm were covered with fine light yellow sawdust.

Lin Yu never eats supper.Gaopeng bought a watermelon on his own initiative, cut it up and carried it over.

When they entered the courtyard door, Lin Qianxing and Lin Yu were sitting under the sun umbrella and chatting.

A few incandescent light bulbs hung brightly by the umbrella.

The small street lights beside the wall of the small building are also on, and a variety of vines on the small flower terraces on both sides have begun to climb the vines. The green vines are hung on the wooden shelf together with the small light blue light strips.

The small yard is dotted with stars, occasionally a cat meows or the continuous chirping of summer insects, making it lively and lively.

"Yuanze, come out and eat watermelon." Gaopeng shouted at the gate of the small building, then opened the plastic box and put it on Xiaoteng's table, took out a small handful of toothpicks, and inserted them into the cut watermelons one by one. superior.

First he picked a piece and handed it to Lin Yu, Lin Yu took it with a smile, "I'll just eat two pieces, watermelon has high sugar content, and I'll gain weight if I eat too much."

"Sister Yu, are you fat? No matter how fat you are by 20 catties." Gao Peng saw that Lin Yu had finished eating one piece, and hurriedly handed over another piece.

"Hey, Brother Qian, Yuan Ze didn't hear me call him, why didn't he answer?" Gao Peng stuffed a piece of watermelon into his mouth, turned to look at the gate of the small building, "Oh, I didn't buy this watermelon, it's not sweet. "

"Maybe I didn't hear it. He's been carving wood in the house all afternoon." Lin Qianxing walked into the small building with a box of watermelon, "I'll call him."

Knocking on Yuanze's door, Lin Qianxing held up the box of watermelon, "Brother Yuan, eat watermelon."

Yuan Ze shook his head again and again, his hands covered with sawdust hung down, "Don't eat, don't eat, I'll finish it in a while, don't keep disturbing me."

"Open your mouth." Lin Qianxing poked a piece and handed it to his mouth, "This one is not sweet, it suits you."

Yuan Ze stared at the piece of watermelon, opened his mouth obediently, and ate three pieces in a row.

"Do you want more?" Lin Qianxing looked at Yuan Ze's swollen cheeks and rosy lips stained with watermelon juice.

Yuan Ze shook his head and swallowed the watermelon in his mouth, "Stop knocking on the door, I'm almost there." Turning around and walking into the house, he turned his head and smiled at Lin Qianxing, "Brother Yuan will give you a gift later You, close the door when you leave."

When Lin Qianxing returned to the small courtyard, Gao Peng was eating watermelon while telling Lin Yu interesting stories about Xingyue, which made Lin Yu laugh non-stop.

Lin Yu's mental state has improved a lot recently, and she hasn't had an illness for more than 20 days. The appearance of Yuan Ze and Jing Yue didn't cause her any emotional fluctuations.Lin Qianxing planned to find a way to find a psychiatrist to show Lin Yu.

Lin Yu has always rejected a psychiatrist. Many years ago, she saw a course of treatment, once a week for half a year.After that, I stayed at home all the time, and when the illness became severe, I used some medicine to carry it over.

No one knew why she became manic at the age of 14, except Boss Chen of the non-staple food store, who was the teaching director of Lin Yu's middle school at the time.

And Li Qin also knew that Li Qin was Lin Yulin Qianxing's mother, and she lived with them at No. 46 at that time.

Lin Qianxing vaguely guessed something, but he didn't want to ask, not so much because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't bear to ask.

I can't bear to uncover my sister's scars, and I can't bear to face the cruel facts.

Yuan Ze locked himself in the empty house and could not come out.Only when Lin Qianxing opened the door of his own room, the sound of the door opening here touched the door opening mechanism of the door next door, Yuan Ze opened the door and walked over, holding two small things in his hands.

"Send it to you." Yuan Ze spread out his palm, and there were two wooden kittens on his palm.Lin Qianxing had seen one rice wine with a big tail standing up high, and the other rolled into a ball, closed its eyes, and fell asleep sweetly.

Lin Qianxing's eyes widened, and he brought the wooden kitten over, "For me? You carved two in one afternoon?"

"To be precise, it's 10 hours." Yuan Ze patted the sawdust on his arm, "I used two pieces of red sandalwood from you. Red sandalwood improves sleep. When you sleep later, put one next to the pillow. Let them keep you company, maybe you can get a good night's sleep."

The author has something to say: Thank you for reading the text, my pen refill~