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There is a stale smell in the air. Song Mian's room has not been lived in for more than a year. The furniture above is covered with dustproof cloth, and there is a little dust on the floor, but it is not heavy.

He took off the dust cover, "You should sleep here with me tonight."

"It just so happens that we clean up here."

Xie Canran said "OK" and helped him take off the dustproof cloth, then folded it and piled it aside.

He went to fetch water, wiped the table and chairs, Xie Canran helped change the sheets and covers, and mopped the floor together.

Grandma was frying milk cakes downstairs, and when she heard the movement, she carried the milk cakes upstairs, "You can play with your classmates, I will clean it later."

"Try the fresh milk cake."

Song Mian took off his coat. Grandma's place was colder, but there were heaters in the room. After working for a while, he already felt hot.

"I've finished cleaning, grandma, you rest."

He came in front of grandma, smelled the aroma of the milk cake, inserted one with a stick, and handed the fried milk cake to Xie Canran's lips.

Xie Canran was uncovering the old newspapers on the table, when he touched the warm milk cake on his lips, he lowered his head slightly and bit the stick.

"How about a taste." Song Mian didn't throw away the stick, but tied one himself.

Grandma went down again, tinkering in the kitchen, Xie Canran whispered, "It's so sweet."

The inside is yogurt, which melts as soon as you bite, and it is not greasy at all.

Song Mian smiled, "If you want to eat, prick yourself."

Xie Canran ignored the milk cake for the time being, found the photo album from the drawer, and asked Song Mian, "Brother, can I take a look?"

"Yes." Song Mian stood beside Xie Canran, this photo album was collected by his grandmother, and it was full of photos of him when he was a child.

Xie Canran opened the photo album, the photo is from a few years ago, the corners are slightly yellowed, Song Mian in the photo is about seven or eight years old, looks very immature.

She was good-looking when she was a child, with black hair and black eyes, red lips and white teeth, looking at the camera with some curiosity.

The older he gets, the calmer his temperament becomes. The young man in the photo frame looks indifferent, like a verdant poplar tree standing in the wind, straight and tough.

Xie Canran rubbed her fingertips on the photo album, carefully reading each one.

"You have exhausted all my family's photo albums," Song Mian realized later, "Where's yours? Show me."

Song Mian guessed that Xie Canran would not be willing to show him, because Xie Canran said that he always wore skirts when he was a child.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Xie Canran opened the terminal, feeling a little awkward, and clicked on the photo album to show him.

The photos saved by Xie Canran are very clear. Song Mian couldn't take his eyes off after glancing at them.

She has a prickly head, a fluffy layer of blond hair, wearing a small pink skirt, and looks a little gloomy.

The eyelashes are very long, and the facial features are exquisite, like a little princess in a fairy tale.

"Let me see," Song Mian said coldly, took the terminal from Xie Canran, then clicked send, sent it to his account, and commented, "You looked very fierce when you were young."

But so cute.

"I have changed a lot from the past to the present." Xie Canran said with a smile, "I sent the photo to my brother, can my brother give me one too."

Song Mian glanced at his photo album, "Choose one."

Xie Canran chose the last one. The last one was taken when he was a freshman in high school, and it looks the closest to the present one.

While the two of them were dawdling for a while, grandma called out from downstairs, "Mian Mian—"

Song Mian and Xie Canran went downstairs together, the yard was very quiet, there were a few rose plants in the corner, he found Xie Canran looking over there, and said, "My mother planted them, grafted roses, roses can bloom into roses It's the size of a Juliet in your yard."

But Juliet is much more valuable. This kind of grafted variety is cheap, and it looks good when it grows out. It is used to make his grandma happy.

Grandma has already cooked the meal, Song Mian and Xie Canran have been in the car for three hours, this meeting is indeed a bit hungry.

He went into the small kitchen to help serve the dishes, and asked Xie Canran to help serve the rice.

"Why do you always order people around, you can serve the rice." Grandma glared at him.

Song Mian's attitude towards grandma was much gentler. He glanced at Xie Canran who was serving rice with a wooden spoon, and felt a little cute. He laughed, "It's just a meal, and it won't tire him."

Xie Canran also smiled at grandma, and grandma waited for Xie Canran to leave before saying, "Your classmate is more youthful than a little girl."

"Well, it's quite juicy." Song Mian said.

The juicy Xie Canran sat obediently at the dining table, the dining table was decorated with patterns, Xie Canran was looking at the patterns on it.

Seeing that Xie Canran was about to start touching, Song Mian pressed Xie Canran's paw, and Xie Canran looked at him for not knowing.

He said succinctly, "Don't touch it randomly, there is a lot of oil on it."

Xie Canran obediently withdrew his hand.

The three of them ate, Xie Canran served three bowls of white rice, one bowl for each person, the rice seemed to be an average amount.

During the meal break, grandma asked about Song Mian's situation as usual.What was asked was not academic performance, but Song Mian's usual life and body.

"Usually eat at school at noon, and buy breakfast. For breakfast, I usually drink nutrient solution and have a breakfast stall in the neighborhood at the door. I can solve dinner by myself, or eat at school."

"You're in good health, don't worry, grandma, I know it myself."

Song Mian himself was not a person to worry about, he patiently explained everything, and after dinner, he and Xie Canran helped wash the dishes, and then dragged Xie Canran out.

"It's still early, I'll take you out for a stroll."

The industrial transformation area and the residential area divided here are separated by a clear virtual screen, and they cannot enter without an ID card.

"Brother stays here every day during the summer vacation?" Xie Canran asked him.

"Almost every day, I get up early for a run, help grandma buy vegetables, go for a walk in the street, or go climbing, and then come back to write papers or read books, go for a walk with grandma at night, and sleep at night."

Song Mian recalled, "It's been a few years ago, and I wasn't at grandma's house last summer vacation."

He recalled last summer vacation, there was a blank space, nothing.His memory has been erased, of course he won't remember, he only knows where he lived.

"Then brother didn't go back last summer vacation?" Xie Canran asked him.

The two of them walked to the river beach. The river here is a branch of the Black Sea. It looks green and sparkling in the daytime, and the ore underneath reflects silver light.

Song Mian shook his head, "I didn't go back, I went to a very distant place."

"how far."

"According to the star capital, it is not far from the center to the edge of the star capital."

Xie Canran leaned over and picked up a stone from the river beach. The back of the stone was black, and the crack in the middle was shining.

"Brother, look, is this stone black ink?"

The sun fell into the crevices of Xie Canran's hair, and Xie Canran held up a stone to show him. He felt that the lake was so bright that his brain went blank for a moment.

Even Xie Canran's face was blurred at this moment.

It took him a while to react, after Xie Canran called his brother twice, he slowly came back to his senses, and glanced at the stone in Xie Canran's palm.

"It's ink nitrate, washed up by the tide."

Xie Canran picked up some stones by the river beach, and the colorful ones gathered together seemed to be glowing.

The two of them walked around the river beach. When the sun set, a horizon line fell on the sky, and it gradually became dark.

Song Mian led Xie Canran back. Grandma was listening to the radio in the yard, but the radio was not very loud. He tapped it twice, and Xie Canran picked it up.

"Brother, you can't shoot like this, give it to me."

Xie Canran took the radio, disassembled the parts inside with iron wire, then reassembled them, and then installed them one by one, and the radio returned to normal.

At night, the two of them shared a small bed. Song Mian's room was next to the bed, and he could see the moonlight shining in from outside. The night was very quiet, and he could hear their breathing.

Song Mian's nose was filled with the smell of Xie Canran's pheromones. He went to bed early and had a long dream at night. He dreamed that he was holding a rabbit, and the rabbit was nestled in his arms. He and the rabbit fell asleep together.

In the dream, he was very satisfied, as if the rabbit was in his arms, he felt at ease.

Often dreaming about rabbits, Song Mian stayed at grandma's house for two days, and on the third day Xie Canran was called away by Qin Yu, who sent Xie Canran to the station.

"Brother, I'm not going to Xingdu, you can send it here, I will come back soon."

Song Mian's expression was very indifferent, "You have to go to any mission in the future?"

Xie Canran could see that Song Mian was not very happy, and he patiently explained: "It is related to the experimental project, and only I can distinguish the pheromone of Alpha, so I need to go there."

"If it is completely resolved, I don't need to go there again."

Xie Canran said: "Brother, wait for me, I will be back soon."

Song Mian stood where he was, with an inexplicable emotion in his heart, not because he was reluctant, but because he realized that he was shaking himself.

Sometimes I feel that Xie Canran seems to be far away from him, like a kite in his hand, the kite line may break at any time.

He didn't like the feeling of being so loose.

"Brother, don't be unhappy." Xie Canran saw that Song Mian was a little shaken, and he felt even more reluctant. He lightly touched Song Mian's cheek with his mouth, and kissed him lightly.

"I'll be back soon."

Song Mian let out a groan, and watched Xie Canran's figure disappear from sight, the train crashed away, and the platform was empty, leaving only him in place.

He went back to grandma's house again, and grandma's house was as quiet as ever, Star City News was playing on the radio, and the host repeated in a mechanical voice.

"In the early hours of this morning, there was a malicious wounding incident on Nine Cross Street in Xingdu. The perpetrator was the chairman of Xingdu Yunhua Group. There were 20 victims... Half of the victims were omega."

Song Mian pressed the button of the radio, and the radio automatically changed the channel to a sweet music channel, and the soothing singing sound matched the afternoon sun very well.

Grandma sat in the yard picking bean sprouts and asked him, "Aren't you going back together?"

Song Mian said, "I don't intend to leave today."

Grandma put the bean sprouts in the basket and said, "Go to the attic and have a look. I will clean up the attic in a few days and see if there is anything else I want."

Grandma said that she would not keep the things in the attic. Song Mian thought he had nothing, so he went upstairs anyway.

The attic was originally his small room, but it was later converted into a utility room, where things that were not normally used were piled up.

Song Mian opened the door with a key. The attic was backlit, and the light was a bit dim. There were several large boxes piled up on the ground, two of which had his name written on them.

One of the two cardboard boxes was a bit torn, and the toys and drawing boards inside were exposed. They were toys he had grown up since he was a child. They couldn't fit in the house, so they sent them to his grandma.

There is also a box that should be his usual sundries. He cut the tape on it with a knife, and the purpose of entering it is his composition in junior high school.

Because many of his composition texts were written in trivial matters, so he kept them. He dug out the composition texts, and there were his notebooks from high school at the bottom.

Almost all of them had the impression that he didn't intend to throw these things away, he dug them out one by one, and there was a perfect and delicate box under the box.

He took out the box, this box has never been seen before, maybe his grandma stored it for him in advance.

The box was opened, and inside was a piece of intact inkstone, and a post-it note with a crooked drawing of a rabbit.

Song Mian felt that he was really inseparable from the rabbit, the black saltpetre was mediocre, and the rabbit looked very poorly painted, and he didn't have these two things in his impression.

He put the things back, turned around and found nothing worth keeping, put down the things and went out, went downstairs without taking two steps, and finally turned back.

Take that box out.

Song Mian stayed at grandma's house for four days. Before leaving, grandma stuffed him with a bunch of special products, some of which were for Xie Canran.

When he got off the station, it took him a lot of effort to get his things, and it took him two trips to bring them home.

At his grandma's place, he basically didn't read the information much. He took the time to look at it at home. There were group chats and private chats, and he replied according to the level of proficiency in the relationship.

Yan Chi sent him messages every day these days, but he turned his eyes and didn't reply.

The rabbit profile picture on the list turned gray again, Song Mian put down the terminal, and as usual until the Chinese New Year, there was no news from Xie Canran.

He went to the library every day to borrow two books, almost once every other day. Tang Ran happened to be working in the library.Tang Ran also rests every other day in the library, which is about the same frequency as him, and the two of them meet quite a lot.

He didn't have time to thank Tang Ran last time, and Tang Ran didn't take it seriously. The two of them met each other in the library at most, and then went about their business.

It was raining that day, and Song Mian came a little late. The books he borrowed from the library were similar to those in school, and they were basically the expansion of theoretical knowledge.

Song Mian went to the bookshelf he frequented. He chose a new issue of quantum physics, and just touched it with his fingertips, when a hand behind him touched the book he wanted to take in front of him.

He smelled the very light mint pheromone scent, turned his head to look, and met a pair of warm eyes.

Yan Chi looked at him with a vague smile in his eyes, "Student, it's quite a coincidence."

Song Mian nodded, it was indeed a coincidence.

A few minutes later, he and Yan Chi were sitting in the coffee shop in the library. Yan Chi ordered a cup of coffee for him and added milk and sugar for him.

"Are you here to buy books?" Song Mian asked.

"Didn't you promise me to have dinner with me?" Yan Chi smiled, "I haven't heard from you for more than half a month, so I came here by myself."

Song Mian: "I was busy a while ago."

Yan Chi said very considerately, "Busy to take care of your highness? He is really immature, he should."

"He's not here with me." Song Mian said after deliberation, Yan Chi seemed to know a lot, he said, "I might not be able to eat, I'll go back later, if you have anything to say here."

"It's not clear here," Yan Chi closed his eyelashes, pressed his Qingming acupoint, suppressed the redness in his eyes, and said to Song Mian, "Let's change places."

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