After being seized by the pillow man

Hunan cuisine has a unique spicy taste, and basically every dish has red peppers on it.

Yin Yansheng has a hot and sour taste, and he likes these very much.

Xi Han spent most of his time in Ancheng in the past two years, and his taste has also been brought over, and now he can eat spicy food.

He poked the rice with his chopsticks, thinking about the girl just now.

My children are obviously familiar with that girl, and Yin Yansheng doesn't have many friends, and even fewer can make him smile. In fact, it's just a few words, and there's nothing wrong with it, so he can't do that.

Thinking of this, Xi Han put down his chopsticks and raised his hand to pour a glass of corn juice.

Yin Yansheng raised his head: "Is it too spicy?"

Xi Jiaojiao put down her chopsticks while eating.

Xi Han shook his head.

Yin Yan pondered: "Too hot?"

Xi Han still shook his head.

...What the hell is going on?Do you think the rice bowl is not good-looking?

Yin Yan said sincerely that this is really something Xi Jiaojiao can do.

Xi Han leaned back in the chair, swallowed another mouthful of corn juice, and watched the person across from him speak slowly, "I'm sore."

acid?

Yin Yansheng immediately recalled what happened just now, and whispered: "Is it because of what happened just now?"

Because he said two words?

Xi Han closed his eyes, he realized that he was a bit too much, no matter what he couldn't hinder a person's normal social interaction, he half-truthfully said: "I'm a little envious of you living close together before."

It turned out to be the case.

Yin Yansheng didn't know what to say, he was a person who never talked about love, so he just pursed his lips and said, "We live close now."

Don't you live close by?All in one room.

The kid obviously didn't know how to say sweet words, but he still put down his chopsticks to comfort him with a firm eye, and Xi Han's thoughts went away.

The two walked around here for a while after eating, and went home in the afternoon.

It was rainy in Anseong in mid-November, and there were more fallen leaves. The street cleaners piled up the fallen leaves, and there was a damp smell in the air.

Xi Han was invited by Feng Yiran to attend an auction.

In the past two years, Ancheng has everything it should have, and this kind of large-scale auction is held five or six times a year.

Feng Yiran is currently in Ancheng, he came here this time because he was entrusted by Jiang Yu to persuade Xi Han, and secondly, he stayed in Ancheng for a few years before, so he came here to find the feeling in his memory.

Immediately after receiving the invitation to the auction, he called Xi Han and asked him to come too.

When Xi Han went, the other party was already waiting for him on the first floor.

In the rest hall on the first floor, a man was sitting on a light gray sofa, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking refined. There was a cup of coffee on the dining table in front of him, and a brochure with exhibits printed in his hand.

Seeing Xi Han approaching, Feng Yiran waved.

Xi Han went to sit opposite him, and said lazily, "Did you like it?"

There will be a three-day preview period for this kind of auction, and everything in it can be touched up close, so Feng Yiran has come prepared when he saw it.

Feng Yiran smiled: "We need to prepare a gift for the old man at the family banquet." He did have a match, and he specially paid some money from his mother.

He looked at Xi Han, who still showed a lack of interest, and couldn't help but support his forehead and said, "You should also prepare a gift for the old man."

Imagine how embarrassing it would be for Xi Han to sit there alone while everyone was showing their courtship with all kinds of martial arts.

Xi Han said: "It's ready."

He has always been clear about this kind of thing, even if he plans to have little contact with the Jiang family in the future, he will have the proper etiquette.

Feng Yiran touched his nose a little.

A waiter served Xi Han a cup of coffee, and Xi Han took a sip.

Feng Yiran flipped through the brochure again, most of it was porcelain and calligraphy and paintings, the pages were a bit noisy, Feng Yiran closed his eyes and said with a smile, "Are you still alone when you go back this time?"

In fact, what he wanted to ask was whether he would bring Yin Yansheng with him when he went back this time?

After all, I've been married for two years, so it's time to go back and see her.

Xi Han said, "It's me."

Feng Yiran pinched his eyebrows.

When he came here, he made a bet with Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu was standing by the pool of Jiang's old house, feeding the fish and saying, "Xi Han is still alone this time."

At that time Feng Yiran didn't believe it, Jiang Yu probably looked at his face, and said with a smile: "Make a bet, if you lose, you can treat yourself to dinner once."

Feng Yiran accepted the bet.

The rising aroma of the coffee was a bit alluring, Feng Yiran took a sip, not because he couldn't afford to lose a meal, but because this old loser felt uncomfortable.

He gambled with Jiang Yu so many times and won very few times.

"Why don't you take your children to Kyoto?"

Xi Han took a sip of his coffee. His eyelashes were so long that they could cover his eyes when they fell down, making it hard to see what was going on in his eyes: "I didn't tell him about the Jiang family."

He didn't tell Yin Yansheng about his birth, about the Jiang family in the capital.

No need, really no need, the past is over, he doesn't want to talk about those old things.

Feng Yiran was speechless.

The person on the opposite side had a beautiful face, the sunlight slid down from the top of his hair and meandered to the corner of his clothes, bathing his whole body in the warm sun, but his whole body was silent, as if every inch of him was turned into ashes by the frost.

He suddenly remembered that when Grandma Xi passed away two years ago, Xi Han didn't see her for the last time, and he didn't even attend the funeral. When he came back, he had already been buried, and he stood beside the cold stone tablet, with no expression on his face. But it makes people think of the secluded pool in winter for no reason.

Feng Yiran let out a breath, and rationally told him that this topic should stop here.

He stood up: "Let's go, the auction is about to start."

Entering the venue and taking a seat, today's auction items, calligraphy and paintings of Ming and Qing porcelain celebrities, and even a large coral sculpture are constantly flashing on the big screen in front of you.

The auction was held online and offline at the same time. They came in at the right time, and it started after a while.

What Feng Yiran valued was an amphora from an official kiln, which was light blue in appearance and was more than 300 years ago.

The waiters in dresses entered from the venue one by one, holding champagne in their hands, came to Xi Han and smiled in front of Xi Han.

Xi Han also smiled, and the waiter poured a glass of champagne,

Holding a number plate in his hand, Feng Yiran leaned back leisurely. Seeing the pretty face of the girl pouring the wine, he couldn't help but ask, "Beauty, why don't you pour it for me?"

He was wearing a striped suit, and his eyes under the glasses were full of love, and he smiled a little when he spoke, with a naughty feeling.

Miss etiquette's ears were a little red, and she quickly poured him a glass.

Holding the wine, Feng Yiran's eyes fell on her reddened ears, he couldn't help but move his mind slightly, and sighed: "It's so beautiful."

Xi Han followed his gaze and glanced over. It was a woman in her 20s with fair skin and a gentle expression, so she didn't miss her reddish ear tips.

Xi Han gently shook the wine glass, the liquid in the glass was covered with a dense layer of bubbles on the wall of the glass, with a slight shake, those bubbles rose up, like raindrops going upstream one by one.

When it came to the amphora that Feng Yiran valued, there were not a few who raised the price.

All the way up from 40 to [-], there were voices one after another in the venue.

Feng Yiran said, "41."

The host raised his voice: "8083 bid 41."

One after another, some people are still raising the price, and it doesn't stop until 43.

Xi Han joked: "There will be no entrustment, right?" He estimates that this kind of cultural relic is capped at 40.

Feng Yiran smiled lowly: "I'm drunk enough." He covered his forehead and raised his sign again.

When the hammer finally fell, the price was 45.

The auction is still going on, Feng Yiran has nothing to want now, he seems to relax a lot now, and he has been looking at the beautiful young lady since then.

Xi Han was fine and unknowingly drank two glasses of wine.

When the auction ended, Feng Yiran took the amphora away on the spot, and the original 15.00% handling fee was discounted by two percentage points.

Xi Han drank some wine, Feng Yiran asked someone to send him off, but Xi Han refused.

He sent a message with his mobile phone, and after a few seconds he raised his head and said, "I have someone answer it."

Feng Yiran caught a glimpse of the words 'children' on it, and closed his mouth wisely.

Well, being married is great.

He didn't go back either, just stayed in the lobby chatting with the Miss Etiquette just now, making people laugh with witty remarks.

When Yin Yansheng came, he saw Xi Han sitting in the lobby, and Feng Yiran chatted happily with a girl.

He almost walked over quickly, when Xi Han saw him coming, he said something to Feng Yiran, and the two walked out together.

Yin Yansheng took a serious look at Xi Jiaojiao, and found that his eyes were clear and there was no blush on his face.

Xi Han took his hand and walked towards the car: "Think I'm drunk?"

Yin Yan said: "Yes."

Xi Jiaojiao sent a message saying that he drank some wine, and he thought of the day he was drunk.

Xi Han squeezed his thumb: "I don't get drunk so easily."

He has a good capacity for alcohol, and the number of times he has been drunk over the years is countless.

After the two got into the car, they arrived home in a short while.

Yin Yansheng first went to the kitchen to make a glass of honey water, then took some milk and handed it to Xi Han. He could smell a faint smell of alcohol on his body when he approached Xi Han: "Drink some of this."

He was in a hurry, it didn't look like Xi Han drank some wine, like he drank some poisonous liquid.

Xi Han was very calm in his heart, he pulled him into his arms and wrapped his arms around him: "I just drank two glasses of wine, so I don't need to be so nervous."

Yin Yansheng let him hug him obediently, and asked suddenly, "Do you know Feng Yiran's ex?"

Fearing that Xi Han would not be clear, he added: "It was his predecessor when I was the interpreter."

Xi Han closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, but he didn't have the slightest impression.

"I don't remember." They seldom pay attention to each other's private affairs, and they don't have much memory of such an ex.

"Why are you asking this?"

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes: "I know her, so I asked casually."

He still remembered the time when he was an interpreter at Feng Yiran's place.

After borrowing money from Xi Han, grandma's surgery went smoothly.

The next step is to prepare to pay back the money, Xi Han recommended a job.

He translates some texts from English to Chinese every day, and one article costs 500 yuan. At that time, he could translate two articles a day.

When I have time on weekends, I can sit in the office building to translate, and I can also take it back to school. Making money is really not an easy task, but it was easier for him then.

There is another person who is doing this kind of work with him, a few years older than him, and his name is Lulu.

He still remembers Lulu's appearance now, cold and glamorous, with long black curly hair and big red nails, when he saw Yin Yan's voice, he smiled and called him brother.

Feng Yiran flirted with Lulu back then.

Picking up and dropping off from get off work, when I was there, I was gentle and considerate, and the sachets were clearly delivered one by one, and Lulu also accepted them all.

She didn't shy away from accepting those luxuries, but one day she said to Yin Yan: "I understand my own value, and I also understand the meaning of Mr. Feng giving me these things."

She held a cigarette between her fingers, exhaled smoke from her red lips, her expression seemed to be smiling, she didn't know whether to say it to herself or to Yin Yansheng, she said like self-deprecating: "Feng Yiran gave me these because he can only give me these .”

As he talked, he laughed, with complicated eyes, and muttered to himself: "Little brother, you will understand in the future." Finally, he stroked his forehead and said, "It's a good thing sister, I'm used to wind and waves, otherwise I would really understand." Sad to death."

In fact, Yin Yansheng understood what she meant at that time.

Although it is said that girls are three years older mentally than boys at the same age, Yin Yansheng is not a flower that grows in a greenhouse. He is used to the cold and warm world and understands what Lulu is talking about.

Because there is no future, only these can be given.

Everyone is sober in the fun games of adults. No one will believe in fairy tales. We all know that it can only be a paragraph, so when we sink, we sink and withdraw, and when the time comes, we leave decently.

Yin Yansheng didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to say.

Sure enough, Lulu never came here again.

When handing in the task, Feng Yiran looked at Yin Yansheng, and the young boss said, "Did Lulu say anything before?"

Yin Yansheng said no.

After a while, Feng Yiran looked at Yin Yansheng and said, "If you need something you want from my third brother, don't be embarrassed, can... understand what I said?"

That look is a kind of tenderness that is almost pity.

Yin Yansheng nodded his head, of course he understood what Feng Yiran meant - because you also have no future, so you have to save something for yourself now.

It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and it is impossible to have nothing at that time.

Yin Yansheng was always sober, so he didn't feel offended.

The last time I saw Feng Yiran and Lulu together was on a rainy day. At that time, Feng Yiran held an umbrella with his left hand and held Lulu with his right. He poured the umbrella towards Lulu, half of his shoulders were wet.

He just couldn't figure it out, why some people can be so gentle when they don't love someone?