Cuiyu Hutong

Jiang Mo licked his lips, quickly closed the curtain from the outside, and said, "Go and wash first, I'll be there later. Don't worry, I won't peek."

Zhou Lianfeng didn't bother to ask Jiang Mo if he wanted to wash first, but just hummed, picked up the change of clothes and put them in.When he was about to close the door, he deliberately said again: "It's okay to peek."

Jiang Mo: "..."

How come Zhou Lianfeng's recent painting style has become too weird like his old uncle's?Did the two of them discuss something behind their backs?How did it become so weird?

But since he remembered his uncle, he made a video call to the nurse.He looked at the old uncle on the phone with a good look, and asked the nurse how the old uncle was eating, drinking and drinking today, and the nurse reported them one by one.

Only then did Jiang Mo feel relieved, and he was very grateful to the nurses.

The old uncle didn't say a few words to him, and he was a little sleepy.Jiang Mo was just about to ask the nurse to hang up to take care of the old uncle, when he saw the nurse go out of the room and into the yard, and said in a low voice: "Sir, although the old man insisted that I tell you about this matter, I still think it is necessary Let me tell you."

Jiang Moben was leaning crookedly on the sofa. Hearing what the nurse said, he felt a little irritable.He sat up straight and asked again: "What's the matter? Why didn't he let you tell me? What's the matter?"

A series of three questions made the nurse a little confused.It took a long time before he said again: "It's like this. In the afternoon, a woman came to your house. She seemed to be about 50 or [-] years old, with heavy makeup. As soon as she entered the room, she called the old man's brother, and again Greetings are commonplace again. But... I see that her eyes are irregular, and she keeps looking into those drawers, wondering if she wants something. "

Jiang Mo squeezed the phone tightly, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

How could it be her?How could it be the woman who abandoned herself?

Why should she come back, and why should she disturb the peaceful life of him and the old uncle?

Jiang Mo gritted his silver teeth, and in a trance, he heard the nurse from the opposite side feeding him twice.He hastily thanked you, and then said: "I'm sorry to trouble you, I'll go back tomorrow. If this girl comes again tomorrow, don't let her enter the house, and save her from coveting things she shouldn't covet."

The nurse hurriedly agreed, although she was curious, she still didn't ask Jiang Mo who that was.

When Zhou Lianfeng came out of the shower with the dripping water, he saw Jiang Mo on the sofa.The phone was tightly held in his palm, and his eyes were a little dull.

He frowned, knowing that something must have happened.Otherwise, according to Jiang Mo's very happy appearance just now, he would not be in this distraught posture now.He hurriedly asked: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Mo shook his head and said at a loss: "My mother is back..."

Zhou Lianfeng knew that Jiang Mo was abandoned by his mother, even if Jiang Mo didn't say anything, he could understand why Jiang Mo was in such a low mood now.

He walked up to Jiang Mo, bowed his head slightly, the water droplets from his hair slid down his neck, and happened to drip onto Jiang Mo's bare feet.

Jiang Mo raised his eyes slightly, and met Zhou Lianfeng's eyes, but he didn't turn away.He just continued: "The nurse said that she kept looking at the drawers and cabinets. She must be looking for something. But my uncle and I have nothing. What else does she want? "

He frowned and carved a deep Sichuan character.

Zhou Lianfeng raised his hand and smoothed it out for him, saying: "It's not good to frown. Let's go back tomorrow morning, it's too late now, it's not safe."

Jiang Mo grabbed Zhou Lianfeng's hand that had just touched him, and said, "Stop skiing?"

"It's not slipping anymore."

"why?"

Zhou Lianfeng took a deep look at Jiang Mo, and said: "Because you are not in the mood, you would not want to ski. And for me, skiing is not important."

Jiang Mo gave a half-understandable oh, and then asked again after a long time: "Then what... is important to you?"

Zhou Lianfeng raised his eyebrows, glanced at the bed from the corner of his eye: "It's nothing."

Jiang Mo was already in a daze and chaotic state, but when he stirred it up like this, it was even more so that his left brain and right brain were all mixed together.

He sighed, he didn't understand anyway, he might as well go take a bath.

Because he had something on his mind, he didn't remember to pay attention to the curtain until after taking a shower.He saw that there seemed to be a gap in the middle of the curtain, and he could see the outside.

But looking through the cracks, Zhou Lianfeng took out the computer, as if he was processing files.He said a few more words to himself in his heart, telling himself that Zhou Lianfeng would not hesitate to look at him.

After drying his hair, he went out.

After all, he had to face the big bed, but luckily the bed was really big enough.

Now that the lights are turned off, he and Zhou Lianfeng are each in a corner without disturbing each other. The wide distance between them is like a border between Chu River and Han Dynasty.

But there is only one quilt, if they sleep too far away, they will blow the wind from the outside.Although there is heating in the room, the coldness of the northern winter still seeps in through the double-glazed glass.

Jiang Mo clapped his hands, and the hot air from the blowing warmed him up.He still couldn't hold back, and moved a little towards the middle.

Hearing Zhou Lianfeng's gentle breathing, he knew that Zhou Lianfeng had fallen into a deep sleep.And he had too many things in his mind, and once he calmed down, he couldn't help thinking about it.

Thinking why the fuck is coming back at this time, what the hell does he want?After thinking about it for a long time, he could only come up with one result - did his mother owe money outside and wanted to come back and steal money from the two of them.

Besides, Jiang Mo felt that there was nothing worth coveting about him and the old uncle.

He turned over and stared at the ceiling with open eyes.He just wants to live his life in peace, even if he is still a cook who can't see the end in the future, he only needs to be with his uncle.

He really didn't think about going outside to break out another world. He didn't have any great prospects, and he probably won't have another one.He even just has a high school diploma, even if he goes out to work as a clerk, no one wants him.

It's not that he doesn't want to study anymore, it's just...he has no other choice.

He really envied Zhou Lianfeng, who graduated from graduate school and now has a good job.I get a stable salary for a month, and I heard that there are quite a lot of bonuses at the end of the year.

But it's just envy, he already knew that Zhou Lianfeng was the proud son of heaven, and he didn't think about really comparing.It's just that life is uneven, and there will always be many, many people who will live worse than themselves.

Jiang Mo couldn't help sighing, and forced himself to close his eyes.Once people are quiet, it is easy to think too much about what is there or not.

After he deliberately emptied himself, he fell asleep not long after.

When he fell asleep, Zhou Lianfeng opened his clear eyes and moved closer to Jiang Mo.

--"Good night."

I love you.

The author has something to say: That bad woman is back, so angry!