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The weather forecast said that Jiangcheng will be sunny to cloudy today, and there is a certain chance of rain.

Before going out, Bo Chiwei took two umbrellas, one black and one transparent, which belonged to him and Ren Shuhan respectively.

This habit he developed from his youth.

In the past, on every cloudy day in Jiangcheng, Ren Yin would always look out of the classroom window with anticipation, quietly wishing that the rain would fall quickly.Only in that way, after school, a certain little parent will definitely show up outside the school gate on time to pick him up.

And in the same way, when Bo Chi, who is always walking between the film crew and the cram school, suddenly finds out on the tired commuting road that a cloud symbol suddenly appears after a sunny week in the weather forecast, the deepest part of the boy's heart will always be silent for this. A little hidden joy was born.

The sun in the sky was gone, but he finally had an excuse to meet his own.

Just like today.

There are many old buildings in Luxi, and the alleys are deep and deep, but Bo Chi is no stranger when he walks through it.

He used to live in this kind of alley when he was young, stepping on the canvas sneakers that had been washed until they turned white, and carrying the painting tube to wash his mother's painting utensils in the public pool.

Mrs. Bo's health is not good, and she didn't confine herself to confinement when she gave birth in a foreign country. At that time, Bo Chi had obtained the conditions for the mother and son to move out of here by shooting some print advertisements. But for some reason, Mrs. Bo still Stubbornly demanding to live in the dank corner of the city.

Maybe it's because of fear.

Hidden for too long, always afraid to see the sun.

It’s past afternoon today, the sky is still cloudless, and the sun without temperature falls directly on the ground, which is almost dazzling. Is the iPhone’s weather forecast really deceiving again?

Bo Chi raised his head and glanced at the old eaves covered with electric wires, squinted his eyes, feeling sorry for the bad weather, and even gave him a justifiable reason to skip work and come here.

But it can be considered legal and reasonable for him to miss someone, right?

Before getting out of the car just now, after going through several choices, Bo Chi finally chose to leave with only an umbrella.His selfishness is too obvious, as long as Ren Shuhan sees the flowers in his arms, he will understand.

Bo Chi stood the umbrella at the entrance of the corridor, and glanced at the address copied on the note. Amid the smell of food leaking from the open doors of every house, the rubber soles that used to run quickly turned into high-quality leather shoes. Step up the old stairs.

Guided by the house number, he stopped in front of the right door on the second floor. After several attempts, he finally knocked his knuckles on the door.

During the 20 seconds waiting for the sound of footsteps approaching, Bo Chi thought a lot.

He thought that after Ren Shuhan opened the door, he would frown and find that he was the one who would frown. Although he would still open the door in the end, it must be because of drooping eyelids and reluctance.Today is a rest day, even the eldest princess should have a day off without being tired of dealing with Bo Chi, but he is not even willing to give him this little freedom.

Yinyin is really pitiful.

The crocodile Bochi confessed to himself for a while, then lowered his head and looked at the cotton bouquet he had tried to wrap in the passing flower shop just now, and sincerely regretted that little flaw that only he could see Regret, why didn't I hand it over to a more experienced clerk...

There was the sound of old-fashioned chains shaking from behind the door, Bo Chi raised his eyebrows to wake up, and subconsciously hid the flowers behind him.

But when the door opened, only the woman looked carefully behind the stainless steel anti-theft grid.

Bo Chi bowed politely and politely to the elder, and asked, "Where's the cause?"

Auntie's voice has the softness of old Jiangcheng people: "He said he went to work."

"That's it." Bo Chi rolled his eyes and took a step back, "Then I won't hit..."

"Wait." Auntie opened the door awkwardly.

"Would you like to come in and sit?" she asked.

When the sun and rain fell, Ren Shuhan sat by the window and didn't react.

The great sun in the sky was still shining uselessly, but the rain was falling.

There is still a long queue in front of the small shop across the street.

You can't hear what people in the queue are talking about from a distance, but seeing the messy situation of those customers swarming to hide under the eaves, or anxiously taking umbrellas from various pockets and bags, or looking up at the sky with various expressions, it is roughly the same. You can guess a little bit.

The white-collar workers who climbed out of bed greedily on the weekend patted the corners of their clothes uselessly, frowning over their wet hair and the documents to be read on Monday just released by the leader; The face is full of joy without worry; the old man is more stable, and before the rain falls, he puts an old but clean big umbrella on his head with a straight face... Their umbrellas are also very different in style, with strange colors and patterns Like this, Ren Shuhan even found BOY2's support logo on a boy's umbrella—but he didn't seem to know anything about it. The poor man who the girlfriend drove out to buy dim sum.

Observation - one of the basic skills of an actor, although I don't know if I will continue to be an actor in the future, but Ren Shuhan still observes in this way according to his habit.

When he was young, he often did the same thing, sitting with Bo Chi in a place where there were not many people, Bo Chi observed the wind, the leaves and the changes of seasons, while Ren Yin wore a child's sailor cap and squatted aside to observe the ants moving. .

They are the best partners for observing each other's diaries. Even now, Ren Shuhan still freezes the pictures she observed in the photo frame, and subconsciously wants to share them with the one and only object.

Hell.

Really helpless.

"Yinyin's friend, what do you do for work?"

Auntie brought a cup of hot tea for Bo Chi, and sat across from him holding Jingba with his mouth curled up.

As the national film star and Ren Yin's bamboo horse, Auntie should have seen more Bo Chi at Ren's house than on TV before she retired, but now she has gradually lost her past memory due to irreversible Alzheimer's disease.

In order to avoid conflicting with her current cognition, Bo Chi chose an unmistakable answer: "Yinyin and I are walking together."

The aunt suddenly realized: "Oh, then you are also a veterinarian."

Is Yinyin coaxing her like this today?The last time was a kindergarten teacher.

Bo Chi raised the corners of his lips and replied patiently: "Well, we are in the same hospital."

"That's great," the aunt said happily, "I'd like to trouble you to take care of Yinyin, and I will often come to my house for dinner in the future!"

Bo Chi nodded, and then lowered his head after noticing the movement under his feet. After looking at each other for a short while, he reached out and touched the cat with a small head protruding from the foot of the sofa.

Auntie is too lonely to live alone, and she has both dogs and cats. Is it because of this that Ren Shuhan calls herself a veterinarian?

"Do you want to see Yinyin's childhood photos? Let me get you a photo album."

Auntie seemed to be restless, she put the puppy on her lap on the ground and stood up shortly after she sat down.Before Bo Chi could stop her and say that he had to leave first, the phone rang.

Ren Shuhan's ringtone.

He was a little surprised.Like the last time in Yanqing Temple, every time Bo Chi received a call or message from Ren Shuhan, he would be surprised.

When a person's requirements become very low, extremely low, so low that there is no lower limit, he will be pleasantly surprised by even a small gain.

Holding the phone, Bo Chi went to the small but sunny balcony to answer the call, and heard Ren Shuhan asking straight to the point without knowing where she was, "Are you working?"

With a peaceful and natural tone, when he heard Bo Chi answer "No", he even asked, "Then do you want jujube cake?"

There is a very old pastry shop on Xi'an Street in Jiangcheng. Although the shop is small and not popular on the Internet, every time you pass by here, there are always long queues of locals looking forward to buying a few pieces of warm jujube scent to take home.

Bo Chi felt stupid: "Can I eat it?"

Ren Shuhan seemed a little amused, and repeated the beautiful words that Bo Chi had coaxed him before: "Aren't you a natural person? You have independent consciousness, you can do whatever you want or not, of course, if you don't want to, you don't have to force it..."

"I thought about it." Fearing that he would regret it, Bo Chi answered quickly this time.

Ren Shuhan paused for a moment, and said "hmm".

He didn't speak, neither did Bo Chi, and neither of them took a look in silence to see if the call had been ended by the other party.

It's been a long time, I don't know how long, but except in the dream, Ren Shuhan hasn't talked to him like this for a long time.

"Bo Chi." Ren Shuhan was the first to break the damn tacit understanding.

The caller is impolite, but the callee is too cautious, except for a word of "um", they are afraid of puncturing this real dream.

Ren Shuhan: "I remember you said your father could play the Irish whistle."

"..."

Bo Chi froze in place suddenly, his throat was so dry that it hurt instantly.

"Yes." he replied.

Ren Shuhan didn't seem to notice his hoarseness at all, and continued to ask nonchalantly: "Do you remember my mother?"

——I received an invitation to a birthday video commemorative party organized by her fans yesterday.

"I received an invitation letter for a birthday video commemorative party organized by her fans yesterday."

What is the next sentence?

- I don't want to love anymore...

"Do you think it would be awkward for me to play the Irish whistle at the AV?"

Ren Shuhan interrupted Bo Chi's dream replay.

"……what?"

Ren Shuhan's thoughts jumped quickly: "Forget it, I'll play it for you when I go back."

What is a dream?

Is it the opposite of reality, or the prelude to prophecy.

"Because."

As if anticipating something, Bo Chi stood in front of the window, bent the corners of his lips hard: "Can you not hang up in a hurry, and talk to me a few more words?"

Ren Shuhan's attitude was very good: "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

When a normal person is asked this kind of question, most of the time, his brain will suddenly go blank, but Bo Chi is not an ordinary person, and he immediately said "I love you" with a faint smile.

But Ren Shuhan was not fooled.

"Okay, I see." Even the tone was perfunctory.

Bo Chi sighed softly, as if he was somewhat regretful, but still filled with joy—more joy than regret.

"Bo Chi." This time it was Ren Shuhan's turn to call his name.

"Ok?"

As if after a brief pause, Ren Shuhan told him on the other end of the call: "Actually, you don't have to do this."

Bo Chi asked modestly, "What do you mean?"

You don't have to be like this, be cautious and flattering every day, and even approach and greet you must apply for permission in advance.I grew up with you, and I know how proud and self-confident you are. My dignity was once regarded as my standard and treasure, and you don't have to hold your innate breath deeply for anyone or anything.

There are many things I want to say, but in the end, Ren Shuhan condensed them into one sentence: "I said I will come back, so I won't lie to you."

You don't have to be afraid.

Ren Shuhan was raised as a gentleman, and outside the even larger realm they lived in, Young Master Ren's promises were much more important than many people.

It's just that he will come back this time and the next time, but not one day, he will still leave home after a certain time, never to return.

Bo Chi: "Because."

Ren Shuhan: "Yes."

"I love you." Bo Chi said again.

This time, he wasn't trying to coax people into saying sour words of love. Bo Chi was just expressing his most sincere and simple feelings to his sweetheart seriously and frankly on an ordinary day without any meaning attached.

After being silent, Ren Shuhan also gave the same solemn answer: "I know."

Bo Chi seemed relieved, and replied with a smile, "Okay."

It's good that you know.

The bouquet was left in the aunt's withered vase, and Bo Chi went down the old building that would never see the sun again.

The wind blew the sun, rain and clouds together from Ludong to Luxi, and the assistant held up the dark umbrella left here by the owner at the entrance of the building for him, and asked dutifully: "The other party asked Mr. Let's meet, do you need to follow the people who protect him?"

In the past, I listened to their plans to overthrow me, just like how Bo Chi and Xi Zhao planned to overthrow Mr. Ren.

In the past, he approached them, restrained them, and when they thought they could take Ren Shuhan away from him, he told them all that this was impossible.

Because Yin is always smart, he doesn't even know how to hide his strength and bide his time and feed the enemy with his own body.Although it is no longer possible to tell whether he loves or hates him more, Bo Chi is best at deceiving himself and others.

He thought of Ren Shuhan's tenderness with him on the phone just now.

As if his eyes were paralyzed by those memories, when Bo Chi shook his head and said "no", there was even a trace of blood-stained sweetness in his heart.

Bo Chi has believed in God since he was a child, and has never been a firm materialist, but if you want to say whether he really believes in the existence of God in this world, it is not always true.But when Ren Shuhan broke the dream curse without warning during the call, for the first time, Bo Chi suddenly really wanted to believe that there might still be a certain god trying to protect his ordinary day.

"It's okay," Bo Chi said, "I'll wait for him at home."

Yinyin said that even if it was only today, he would come back.