Catch the wind

Time flies, the weather gets colder day by day, and it enters winter before you know it.

Ye Xueshan's hair has grown out, and it is neatly combed with pomade, which can cover the long pink scar on the back of his head; but he doesn't like to use pomade, and he doesn't bother to comb his hair neatly, so he often shows his secrets.He doesn't really care if he reveals his secrets.

Lying on the bed with the quilt in his arms, he seemed to be half asleep in a daze.Last night, he played small cards with Jin Heting and the two women of Jin Heting, and his luck was actually very good, so even if he was very tired, he couldn't take the initiative to propose to end the game.Heating pipes were installed in Wu's house, and the room was as warm as summer. He played with sweat all night, and when he walked outside in the morning, he was hit by the cold wind. Went to the bone.

When he got home, he took an aspirin, knowing that he was going to be sick—always ill, always feverish, and it was such a hassle.

Lying silently for a long time, he felt hungry, and a few snacks that he often eat appeared in his mind, but he felt tasteless and not worth eating.At this time, I saw the disadvantage of not having a cook at home. The cook in Gu's house had been idle for several months. If I had known this, it would be good to spend two extra dollars to invite him over.

The more Ye Xueshan thought about it, the more greedy he became, his stomach growled.In the end, he planned to ask the servants to light a wine stove and cook some rice porridge with some pickles.Unexpectedly, just as the servant found the stove through rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Lin Zisen came.Ye Xueshan crawled on the bed, saw him enter the room, and said, "Okay, okay, it's just in time."

Lin Zisen saw him yesterday morning, but he didn't expect his face to be pale, and even his lips were scorched, so he was startled: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Xueshan waved his hands repeatedly, and said in a hoarse voice, "There is a wine stove outside, cook some porridge for me."

Lin Zisen agreed, turned around and left, and sure enough, he saw a set of brand new and shiny stainless steel stove on the dining room table, with fire wine under it, and a small pot on top like a toy, which only had the capacity of a large bowl.Lin Zisen knew that the Ye family didn't have a business all year round, and it would be more convenient to light a small stove, so he walked quickly to the kitchen and asked, "Where is the rice?"

The servant opened his mouth in astonishment, apparently stopped by his question: "Mi... no rice."

Lin Zisen braved the cold wind and left the mansion, and went to a small restaurant at the corner of the street.The restaurant sells wine and vegetables, as well as rice, but no porridge.Lin Zisen bought a large bowl of uncooked rice here, and ordered a few light dishes, and brought them back.

The fire wine stove was lit in the bedroom, and the rice porridge inside was bubbling and bubbling.Ye Xueshan smelled the fragrance of rice, as if he had received some kind of comfort, and gradually settled down.Standing aside, Lin Zisen saw him lying quietly on the bed, his posture was distorted, his arms and legs were entangled with the quilt, but his expression was very serene, and he stared at the stove with dark eyes.

Lin Zisen felt that he looked like his wife.After Mrs. Ye loses her temper, she likes to have unkempt hair and stare blankly. Her face is very white, and her eyes are dark with a little light, as if yearning for something.

What Mrs. Ye was yearning for, he couldn't tell; Ye Xueshan was much simpler, yearning for rice porridge.

Kneeling down to turn off the stove, he took out a small bowl of rice porridge with a long-handled spoon.The porridge was too hot, so he turned around and put it on the low bedside cabinet.Standing up with both hands free, he brought a few small dishes on a large tray to the bedside: "Master, do you want to eat now?"

Ye Xueshan lay on his stomach without moving, just let out an "um" from his nose, stretched out his hand to the tray, and tremblingly picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth.

The porridge was still hot, but it didn't cool even after being stirred.Lin Zisen sat by the bed and scooped up a spoonful, hesitantly lowered his head and took a few breaths, then tentatively fed it to Ye Xueshan.Ye Xueshan lay sideways on the bed, raised his head without thinking, swallowed the rice porridge in one gulp, and then stuck out his tongue: "It's still hot, blow it more."

Seeing that he didn't dislike him, Lin Zisen felt much relieved.After slowly feeding a bowl of rice porridge, he took out all the leftovers, then returned to the bed and covered Ye Xueshan with a quilt: "Sleep, young master."

Ye Xueshan tilted his head and looked down, and found that Lin Zisen was tucking in the quilt for himself.Lin Zisen's hands were big, with long fingers and a layer of thin calluses. They looked flexible and powerful, as if they could break a person's neck at any time.Ye Xueshan sighed, thinking that he has no serious relatives around him, only Gu Xiongfei and Lin Zisen are the only ones he can rely on.Gu Xiongfei's obnoxiousness is offset by his reliability, so it can be ignored; Lin Zisen is a boring guy, and he is ruthless.

"Zisen." He lay on the bed and said, "If you have nothing to do today, don't go back."

Lin Zisen wiped the hot sweat off his forehead with his palm: "Okay, I'll be downstairs, if the young master has something to do, just ring the bell."

Ye Xueshan slept for most of the day, during which Lin Zisen came up to see him several times, and he was aware of it, but for some reason, he was so persistent that he thought the other party was Gu Xiongfei, and said "don't bother me" out of frustration.

Lin Zisen was expelled for no reason, so he had to go back to sit in the living room downstairs.After sitting for a long time, bored, I couldn't help but dozed off again.

When I woke up, it was already evening.He got up and went to the restaurant, wanting to cook the porridge ahead of time.Unexpectedly, he stepped into the door and found that Ye Xueshan had slipped downstairs at some point and was standing at the dining table eating leftovers, still wearing pajamas.When the two sides met suddenly, Ye Xueshan smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Lin Zisen stopped and looked him up and down: "The illness came and went quickly, which shows that the young master is still in good health."

Ye Xueshan didn't have chopsticks, so he picked up a piece of vegetable with his fingers and put it in his mouth, without raising his head, he said: "Yes, I never get seriously ill."

Lin Zisen approached him, seeing that he was dressed too thinly: "Master, are you hungry?"

Ye Xueshan puffed up his cheeks, and chewed vigorously: "I didn't eat much during the day, and I just woke up from hunger. Go out and buy me something to eat, and then feed the dog."

Lin Zisen agreed, turned around and left.

The days of winter are short and it is already dark outside.Because he didn't want to go far, Lin Zisen didn't take a car and walked quickly against the cold wind.He took care of Ye Xueshan willingly, not as a dedication, but as a responsibility—to take responsibility for the dead Mrs. Ye.

Since leaving Mrs. Ye, he has never fallen in love with anyone with all his heart and soul. Only when he treats Ye Xueshan, he will occasionally feel sour and tender.Ye Xueshan is the continuation of Mrs. Ye, and in Ye Xueshan, he can often see Mrs. Ye's shadow—indistinct, faintly present, which makes him feel warm or desolate.

Lin Zisen bought hot meals and vegetables and fed Ye Xueshan and Dahuanggou.Ye Xueshan felt comfortable this time, and ran to the living room wearing a blanket.Lin Zisen sat at one end of the sofa, leaving room for him to stretch and lie down.With a head of messy hair resting on Lin Zisen's thigh, Ye Xueshan closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Be gentle."

Lin Zisen found the acupuncture points and massaged his head.After sleeping drowsily for a day, his mind was in a state of chaos, and he just wanted to be in a daze for a while.

Lin Zisen spread out his five fingers, completely holding his head with two big hands, pressing the acupoints one by one with neither light nor heavy strength.Ye Xueshan felt better, and said softly: "You are a good person, you handle things neatly, and you are good to me."

Lin Zisen didn't answer, but buried his fingers in his short hair with great interest.The scalp is hot, it is a secret place where no one can be seen, the fingertips are slowly drawn across, it is a one-sided intimacy.

After a long time, Ye Xueshan felt bored, and reached out to touch the coffee table. Instead of candy, he found a box of matches.Lin Zisen thought he wanted to smoke, but seeing that there was no cigarette tube on the coffee table, he said, "I have cigarettes, do you want it, young master?"

Ye Xueshan lazily opened his eyes, thinking that it would be okay without sugar and cigarettes, so he raised a hand to dig into his trouser pocket, exactly what he did.Opening one eye and looking over, he saw that the cigarettes were a good brand, so he smoked one with confidence and put it in his mouth.Lin Zisen took the match, lit it for him, and leaned over to put the glass ashtray on the edge of the coffee table.

Ye Xueshan closed his eyes again, sucked the cigarette without going into his stomach, and breathed out after turning around in his mouth.With the cigarette between his white fingers, he flicked Lin Zisen's right hand to the side, and said, "Be careful, don't burn you."

Then he took another shallow puff, but still couldn't taste the good taste, he just took it for fun, and puffed out the smoke one by one, all spraying on Lin Zisen's face.

In the smell of tobacco, Lin Zisen asked out of words, "Young master has to go to Beijing for Chinese New Year this year, right?"

Ye Xueshan curled up his lips, and suddenly sneered: "What are you doing in Beijing? You don't have a home?"

"No, isn't there an uncle in Beijing?"

Ye Xueshan waved his hand: "I used to be poor and couldn't help it, so I had the cheek to come to beat Fang Feng; now that I'm not poor, why do I still go there to scold? Am I cheap?"

Lin Zisen saw that he seemed to lose his temper, so he didn't say anything.

Ye Xueshan said again at this time: "I just don't know if he can bring troops back. If that territory is really occupied by He Zhanjiang, I will collect the money I have asked him for in the past three years and calculate it as a whole number." Give it all back to him, it won't be more than [-] at most. Give it all back to him, and I will break with him from now on!"

After saying this, he stretched his arms outward, and accurately extinguished half a cigarette in the ashtray.Seeing his sudden anger, Lin Zisen couldn't help feeling puzzled: "Young master and the old man over there don't have a good relationship?"

Ye Xueshan took a deep breath, and then let out a long sigh: "Zi Sen, when will things get better over there? People say that my background is unknown!"

Then he waved his hand: "Stop talking, Chen Zhima rotten millet, it's useless to talk about it. Let's talk about something else. I heard that He Zhanjiang was scratched by his little wife?"

This topic came at a timely time, and Lin Zisen immediately had something to say.The unlucky things in other people's homes are the happiest, and the two started talking one after another. Lin Zisen didn't go home that night, so he dealt with it in the guest room all night.

In the morning of the next day, Ye Xueshan completely recovered and started running around during the New Year season, trying to collect more money for the New Year.He became a busy person, so he naturally forgot about the idlers around him—such as Wu Bicheng.

Wu Bicheng was on winter vacation and had nothing to do all day long. He was waiting for Ye Xueshan to invite him out. Unexpectedly, there was no news from the left waiter and the right waiter.Sitting high at home, he couldn't help but use his brain, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

In the end, he unilaterally decided that he was broken in love, and the reason for the broken love was, of course, that Ye Xueshan was very bad and he didn't love himself too much.Tossing and turning insomnia for two nights, he cheered up on the third day, closed the door and scolded himself: "You are also a young man who has studied, and you are not an ignorant kid. Why are you so confused and only work hard on illusory love affairs? You Work hard and make progress by yourself, and make a career like your father in the future, are you afraid that no one will take care of you?"

Thinking of this, Wu Bicheng thumped the table with clenched fists, got up and went to the study room, moved out a lot of dusty books, and began to calm down and study knowledge.