Four years single, three years widowed

Four o'clock in the afternoon is the hottest time of the day. The sun is in full bloom, and the strong sunlight can easily burn the skin, making it hard to keep your eyes open.

The green and beautiful community is very quiet. Adults tend to stay in air-conditioned rooms, and even children who are on summer vacation are reluctant to come out to play during this time.

His slender fingers tapped the keyboard, and the pair of red phoenix eyes under the lens looked at the computer interface. Li Can had a serious expression. Not long after, he pressed the last key and saved the file.

There was no sound of typing on the keyboard, and the whole house was quiet, even quieter than the community. Outside, there were at least cicadas chirping.

Relaxing the tense muscles, Li Can leaned back on the office chair, took off his glasses, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

There is a mug next to the computer, which is obviously custom-made, because it is not an ordinary picture printed on it, but a photo of a couple.

The two men leaned head-to-head intimately. The man on the left looked older and had a mature appearance, but his smile was brighter than that of the younger man on the right, revealing a row of neat and white teeth.

Only from this photo can we get a glimpse of the personalities of one or two people, one is bold and generous, and the other is gentle and restrained.

Opening his eyes, Li Can reached out to pick up the mug and put it to his mouth, only to find that there was no water in it.

Putting on his glasses again, he got up and left the study, heading towards the kitchen.

The kitchen is full of pots and pans, but it is very clean. Li Can seldom cooks at home. His cooking skills are basically zero. At most, he can cook instant noodles or frozen dumplings.

Opening the refrigerator, there were only a few large bottles of pure water and a few cans of beer, and there were no fruits and vegetables. It was pitifully miserable.

Li Can took out a bottle of purified water, unscrewed the cap easily, and poured it into a mug.

Li Can could feel the coldness of pure water through the cup, Li Can frowned, and suddenly remembered something.

Looks like he hasn't had lunch yet.

The hunger that had been neglected again and again came back, this time, Li Can finally compromised.He opened the kitchen cabinet and took a bag of instant noodles.

He boiled the noodles in an orderly manner, and after a while, Li Can put the cooked instant noodles into a bowl, and brought the bowl to the living room.

The rectangular dining table can seat four people, but only one chair is often used, and the others are probably only temporarily removed from their original positions when the housekeeper comes to do the cleaning.

The rising heat made the glasses foggy, Li Can simply took off his glasses again, and ate noodles in a leisurely manner, with the ice water in the mug.

After eating the noodles, Li Can packed up the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash them, then took out a paper towel.

While drying the water droplets on his hands with a paper towel, Li Can stepped out of the kitchen, and when he came to the living room, he stopped suddenly.

The house is not big, it only has two rooms and one living room, but because there is only him, it looks empty, and the silence is a little scary.

Li Can lowered his eyelids slowly, covering the blankness in his eyes, like a lost traveler who doesn't know where to go.

The take home job is done, what's next?

It's so boring to think about it, anyway, no matter what you do, you are alone.

The dry and hot air seemed to enter the room through a certain gap, Li Can felt bored, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, he threw the wet tissue into the trash can, turned and left the room.

People say that home is a safe haven, but Li Can feels that this home is more and more like a cage to imprison him.

There were not many places to go, so Li Can went around and went to the toy store to buy a toy, and then drove to Li Chi's house.

He rang the doorbell, and within a few seconds, the downstairs door opened.

He took the elevator to the ninth floor, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, Li Can saw that the door of Li Chi's house was half open, and no one came out to greet him.

This is a kind of casualness towards family members.

Li Can's mood suddenly improved a lot, and he walked into Li Chi's house with a gift.

Warm yellow lights, cartoons playing on TV, Li Chi was sitting on the sofa, before Li Can finished changing his shoes, he caught sight of the things in his hands, and hurriedly expressed his dissatisfaction: "You bought her another toy!"

The she he was talking about came flying towards Li Can, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, she was really cute: "Uncle!"

"Yueyue has been so good lately, of course I have to buy a gift as a reward." Li Can raised the corners of his lips and patted Song Zhiyue's little head.

Li Chi didn't take Li Can's words seriously, and said: You can buy her toys for another reason. He was a little bit apprehensive, "She is happier seeing you now than seeing me and Lao Song." "

"No!" Song Zhiyue pouted while holding the gift in her hand.

"That is happier than seeing grandpa and grandma."

Song Zhiyue stopped talking now, made a face to Li Chi, took the gift to the tea table, and happily unwrapped it.

"Sit." Li Chi patted the seat beside Li Can.

Li Can stepped forward and sat down beside him, watching Song Zhiyue tear open the gift paper with a soft expression.

"Has Lao Duan been back recently?" Li Chi asked.

Li Can helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "I came back once last month, and left the next day."

As always, I came back late at night, hugged him all night, and disappeared early the next day.

If it weren't for the bright red marriage certificate at home and the nature of Duan Wenzheng's work which is different from ordinary people, sometimes Li Can wondered if he was Duan Wenzheng's little lover outside.

Or the kind that doesn't cost money.

"Fuck!" Li Chi couldn't help uttering a dirty word, and immediately glanced at Song Zhiyue who was concentrating on unpacking the box, a little flustered.

Seeing this, Li Can showed a shallow smile.

"You can still laugh!" Li Chi stared, and said angrily, "What the hell is he doing with the plane? It's not like he's so busy with work, he doesn't even want his partner."

Slowly suppressing his smile, Li Can remained silent.

Being a police officer is a very busy job, and Duan Wenzheng was transferred to another place three years ago, making it even more difficult to come back.

"It's true for you too. If he doesn't look for you, you won't take the initiative to look for him?" Li Chi had a look of resentment, "I feel aggrieved seeing you like this!"

Of course, Li Can took the initiative to find Duan Wenzheng, but every time he called, there was a mechanical notification sound, and he couldn't get through.He was afraid of disturbing Duan Wenzheng's work, and over time, he stopped.

"Brother, don't worry about me." Li Can didn't want to talk about this matter, because talking too much would undoubtedly add trouble to Li Chi who cared about him.

Hearing this, Li Chi had no choice but to do anything: "All right, all right, I don't care about you, but just remember one sentence for me." He said with a serious expression, "Don't wrong yourself."

Li Can's heart warmed up, and he nodded: "Understood."

He and Li Chi are half-brothers, before him, they didn't meet much.In the past, he was naive and ridiculous in thinking, and regarded Li Chi as the chief culprit for not being taken seriously by his father, hated Li Chi, and made many mistakes.

But fortunately, it was not too late for him to wake up, and fortunately, Li Chi was generous and accepted him again regardless of past suspicions.

Standing up, Li Chi said: "Your Brother Song is cooking dinner, I'll go and help him, you can play with Yue Yue for a while."

"Okay." Li Can readily agreed.

Li Chi walked away in peace, not long after, the hood in the kitchen started to operate, the shovel collided with the pot, accompanied by the chatter and laughter of Li Chi and Song Wanjue, which reached Li Can's ears.

Yes, this is like a home.

"Uncle..." Song Zhiyue called out in a soft voice.

Li Can recovered immediately: "Huh?"

"I want the donut in your hand." Song Zhiyue stared closely at the colorful plastic donut in Li Can's hand.

With a faint smile, Li Can handed it to her: "Here you are."

One big and one small were playing in the living room, and the atmosphere was harmonious, until Li Chi opened the kitchen door, poked his head out and shouted: "It's dinner."

Li Can put down the toy and reached out to Song Zhiyue: "Go, uncle will take you to wash your hands."

"Oh." Song Zhiyue obediently held Li Can.

When the two of them came out of the bathroom, almost all the dishes were served, except for the pot of bitter gourd pork rib soup that Song Wanjin was holding.

"Brother Song." Li Can greeted Song Wanjin politely.

It has been seven years, and he already understood that the good feelings he had for Song Wanju at the beginning were only out of jealousy for Li Chi.

Song Wanjin smiled politely and said, "Sit down quickly."

In the past few years, Li Can came to Li Chi's house frequently, without the initial restraint and discomfort, he first pulled out a chair for Song Zhiyue to sit down very naturally, and then sat beside Song Zhiyue himself.

"Li Can, do you want cold beer?" Li Chi stood at the door of the kitchen, winking at him.

Before Li Can could answer, Song Wanjin asked first, "Do you want to drink soup, Li Chi?"

"Drink." Li Chi answered naturally.

Song Wanjin put the hot soup on the dining table, and said calmly, "Then stop drinking beer, it's cold and hot, it's not good for your stomach."

Loyalty is harsh, as always.

Li Chi relied on Song Wan to see that he couldn't see, so he curled his lips, looking unhappy.

"Li Can, ignore him." Song Wanjin remained calm and composed, "Drink more soup to clear away the heat."

"Yeah." Li Can nodded.

He suddenly remembered his humble lunch today, ice water with instant noodles, which was also hot and cold.

Fortunately, Duan Wenzheng was not there, otherwise there would be a nagging, but then again, if Duan Wenzheng was there, he would definitely not let him eat instant noodles.

Li Chi came out from the kitchen with empty hands, apparently he had listened to Song Wanjin's words.

Picking up the chopsticks, Li Chi warmly greeted Li Can: "Eat more, I think you've lost weight again."

"No." Li Can happened to be filling the soup, and then handed it to Li Chi, "Brother."

"Thank you." Li Chi took it generously, and returned to the topic, "I really lost weight, isn't it Lao Song?"

Song Wanjin put a braised chicken wing into Song Zhiyue's bowl, and echoed, "Indeed."

"Did you hear that?" Li Chi said in a serious tone, "Hurry up and eat more to make yourself fat, lest your old man come back and say that I, a brother, didn't take care of you."

Li Can couldn't help laughing: "Are you still afraid of him?"

"How could I be afraid of him!" Li Chi snorted, "He is almost as afraid of me, not to mention that I am your brother, I am also the legal spouse of his former chief, can I still be afraid of him?"

Seeing Li Chi's spit flying all over the place, showing off his might, Song Wanjin simply blocked his arrogant mouth with a piece of bitter gourd: "Okay, let's eat, legal spouse."

The bitter taste of the bitter gourd made Li Chi frown instantly, he chewed it casually a few times, and then swallowed it.

"It's so bitter." Li Chi muttered, and without hesitation, he put all the bitter gourd in his soup bowl into Song Wanjin's bowl.

"When will you stop eating bitter melon?" Song Wanji looked helplessly.

"Today is particularly bitter."

Hearing what Li Chi said, Li Can took a piece of bitter gourd and put it in his mouth curiously.I can taste bitterness, but this level of bitterness does not deserve the adjective "special" at all.

His brother is too exaggerated.

"Is it very bitter?" Li Chi habitually sought approval.

Without a trace of hesitation, Li Can's face was neither blushing nor his heart was beating, and his tone was flat: "Yes, it's very bitter."