street people

The two of them didn't delay for a moment when they entered the store, and divided the work according to the discussion on the road just now.

Lang Song went to clean up the food in the refrigerator, while Sun Yanshi went to find a few pieces of cloth and covered the shelves. They hadn't been opened for a few days, and there was already a thin layer of dust.

After finding Gebu in the utility room and returning to the front store, Sun Yanshi heard the sound of arguing in the alley, which was caught in the wind and could not be heard clearly.

He didn't pay much attention to it, focusing on the drape in his hand, grabbed the two corners and shook it vigorously to spread it out, lifting a layer of dust on the surface.

When the dust dissipated, the sound of the quarrel was blown to the ears.

"Mom, tell me the truth, where did the money come from?"

"Isn't it just because I have the means to make money?"

"What method can make your account suddenly increase by 20?"

"Anyway, I didn't steal, rob, or sell myself. The money came clean."

"Then why can't you explain where the money came from?"

"I will report to you about my affairs at any time, and you can take it when I open a shop for you. Don't ask so many questions."

The voice was so familiar that one could tell who was speaking just by coughing. Sun Yanshi unconsciously stopped what he was doing and looked towards the door.

The sound of footsteps approached, and Ren Sufen and Lei Bin came into view one after the other.

Lei Bin didn't expect that the rolling door, which had been closed for the past week, was actually open, so he stopped in a daze.

Standing in the room, Sun Yanshi suddenly met his gaze, but immediately retracted it calmly.

Langyue happened to run in from the courtyard, and met Lei Bin's cold gaze straight ahead. Terrible memories were brought back, and she hurriedly hid behind Sun Yanshi, seeking shelter.

Sun Yanshi frowned to block her sideways, patted her on the back, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

Lei Bin put away the guilt that flashed across his face, and walked away.

After Langyue's mood stabilized, Sun Yanshi carried her to the yard, turned on her mobile phone and let her watch cartoons, while he continued to work in the store.

After covering the last shelf, Lang Song walked in from the yard: "Brother, the things are packed, and we can go home if you finish here."

Sun Yanshi raised his eyes and saw a piece of black and gray on Lang Song's cheek, and laughed out loud, "Why is your face dirty?" He walked over naturally, wiped off Lang Song's face with his clean sleeves. A little dust on the face.

Lang Song smiled embarrassedly, stood still, and asked Sun Yanshi to wipe his face.The dust hadn't been wiped off yet, so he suddenly stopped smiling and stared at the door.

Sun Yanshi looked back along his line of sight suspiciously, and saw Shen Pingping standing outside the door.She was wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat and a beige fine-knit scarf. Half of her face was covered by the scarf, revealing a pair of bright eyes, revealing an intellectual beauty of being a teacher.

Shen Pingping greeted first: "Boss Sun, brother Yueyue, long time no see."

Sun Yanshi walked to the door and greeted politely: "Mr. Shen, long time no see." Glancing at the suitcase next to the other party, he asked, "Are you returning to your hometown so late for the New Year?"

Shen Pingping pulled down the scarf a little, revealing her whole face: "My hometown is in the next city, and my dad drove to pick me up today."

Sun Yanshi smiled: "Your father loves you very much, I wish you a safe journey."

"Thank you." Shen Pingping held the suitcase handle hard, bit her lower lip, struggled inwardly before she spoke in a soft voice, "I won't be teaching in Little Oak Kindergarten next year, and I won't live in Lanying Lane either. My parents arranged a job for me in my hometown."

Sun Yanshi was taken aback, and expressed regret: "The kindergarten lacks a good teacher, and Yueyue and other children will be very reluctant to part with you."

Shen Pingping smiled: "I am also very reluctant to part with Yueyue, if I have a chance, I will come and see her."

Sun Yanshi said: "You are welcome to come back to Jiangcheng anytime to play."

I can't say what I want to say, and I have exhausted what I can say, Shen Pingping is reluctant to give up but has to wave her cold hand and say: "Then I'll go first, I wish you a happy new year."

"Happy New Year, I wish you a bright future." After a pause, Sun Yanshi continued, "I also wish you a speedy finding of a lover."

Shen Pingping gently sucked her sore nose, "Goodbye."

Lang Song took a step forward and said, "Mr. Shen, Yueyue and I will take you to the alley."

Shen Pingping did not refuse, and replied with a smile: "Okay."

Lang Song called Lang Yue, Shen Pingping led Lang Yue and whispered to her, and walked slowly to the entrance of the alley, Lang Song followed behind dragging the suitcase.

Sun Yanshi leaned against the door frame and watched quietly, thinking in his heart, in fact, he had already made a choice in his heart, dividing up closeness and distance, when he rejected Xie Shuangyu, he only felt a little guilty, and when he rejected Shen Pingping, he felt relieved , and when he refused Lang Song, he felt guilty and distressed.

Lang Song came back soon. He went to the kitchen to get his things, stood in the courtyard and looked around the two-story building full of traces of time, and asked, "Brother, what about the small shop? Is it closed?" The importance of the store, but Sun Yanshi moved most of his things to the new home, obviously not going back to live.

Sun Yanshi reluctantly looked at the porch where a large piece of wall was missing, sighed vaguely, and said, "Open." Then changed the subject, "But it's rented out."

This small shop is the epitome of his parents' life for most of their lives. As long as Lanying Lane is not demolished and can still operate, he will not let the small shop close, but he can no longer waste his life with peace of mind.

Even if it's just for Lang Song and Lang Yue, he should move out of Lanying Lane.

The appearance of the two brothers and sisters is like a lubricant, which eases the rigid relationship between him and his neighbors, but it does not mean that these old neighbors who are bound by traditional ideas can let go of their prejudices and accept homosexuality.

No matter how well it is hidden, after a long time, they will always find out the relationship between him and Lang Song. Who can guarantee that the old things will not happen again?He will not let Lang Song and Lang Yue suffer from the rough criticism in the streets, and Lang Yue also needs a comfortable and safe environment.

In fact, after the disappearance of Langyue, he has already posted on the local post bar to rent out the store, but his conditions are relatively harsh and a bit absurd-he only rents out the store, and he does not need any rent, but he must keep the original appearance of the store If it continues to operate, it will be like Zhou Baopi looking for a free long-term worker.After the post was sent out, he was scolded several floors.

But not long ago, some people actually accepted such harsh conditions and expressed their desire to rent a small shop.

Sun Yanzhi smiled: "Maybe that person is a rich man, tired of the life of luxury and money, and wants to find a small place to live in seclusion."

Lang Song put his arms around his waist: "Then you are in the world."

After a busy afternoon, returning home from Lanying Lane, the three of them were very tired and cooked a pot of small wontons for dinner.

Sun Yanshi came out of the master bedroom bathroom after taking a shower, when there was a knock on the door.The door was not closed, it was just concealed, and he responded with a grin.

Lang Song pushed the door open, holding a hair dryer in his hand.

Sun Yanshi asked, "Is Yueyue asleep?"

Lang Song nodded and smiled helplessly: "I fell asleep holding the tiger shoes and refusing to let go." He picked up a handful of Sun Yanzhi's wet hair, "I'll dry it for you."

Sun Yanshi consciously sat down next to the bed, but said, "You are not too tired."

"Not tired." Lang Song stood still in front of Sun Yanshi, looked down condescendingly, lowered his head and pressed his lips between his brows.

Old Sun Yanshi blushed, and arched Langsong's stomach with his wet head: "The water dripped down his neck."

Lang Song helped Sun Yanshi wipe off the water droplets on the back of his neck, and turned on the hair dryer. The man's short hair was blown dry in two or three strokes.He put away the hair dryer, although he was a bit reluctant, but seeing that Sun Yanshi was so sleepy that his eyelids were weak, he helped him shake off the quilt and said, "Brother, go to bed early."

Sun Yanshi let out a "huh", and when Lang Song turned around, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the skirt of his shirt.

Lang Song was forced to bend down and bow his head. Before he could react, his soft and hot lips pressed against her.The hair dryer slipped from his hand and fell on the bed. He grabbed the back of Sun Yanshi's head with one hand, and kissed it back with a little force.

Lips pressed together, tongues entangled, the breathing of both of them gradually became heavy, and when the gun was about to go off, Lang Song raised his head against Sun Yanshi's shoulder.

He restrained his heaving chest, took a deep breath, helped Sun Yanshi wipe off the water stains at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Brother, I'm going to take a bath."

"Okay—" Sun Yanshi almost broke his voice, sliding his dry Adam's apple, "Go."

When the people left, Sun Yanshi got up and opened the window a slit, and the bitter cold wind blew straight into the room. He stood in front of the window and blew for a while, and waited for the restless emotions to settle down before closing the window and going to bed.

In fact, he was so sleepy that his eyelids were clenched, but he still held on to his spirits, leaning against the head of the bed while holding his mobile phone and playing Doudizhu while waiting.

The third round ended, Happy Beans lost all, and the door opened outside.His mouth was dry for a while, he picked up a book from the bedside table, opened it casually, pretended to read the book seriously, but actually listened carefully to the movement outside with his ears up.

Lang Song was supposed to be tidying up the laundry basket. After a minute or two, the sound of his footsteps changed from light to loud, and he stopped at the door of his room.Sun Yanshi straightened up involuntarily, and became nervous for no reason. However, two seconds later, the sound of the door opening and closing came from the next room.

Sun Yan knew Nahan, why didn't he come in?Go back to the room and change into pajamas?After waiting for 5 minutes and still not waiting for anyone, he finally realized that Lang Song went back to his room to sleep.

Sun Yan smiled angrily, blushed again, lifted the quilt and took a look, and said to himself: "I shaved my head and picked it up? It shouldn't be so young..." The sentence "I'm going to take a bath" Don't you mean to make him wait?

Sun Yanshi felt ashamed and embarrassed for his self-indulgent sentimentality, and he thought it was fortunate that he didn't leave Lang Song to take a bath in his room just now, otherwise he would be embarrassing.

He turned off the light with a wry smile helplessly, and was soon swallowed by sleepiness. He was still thinking in a daze, that when he was not in love, he could still live in the same room and sleep in the same bed. Why would he sleep in separate rooms when he was in love? up.

In the second bedroom next door, Lang Song was completely unaware of Sun Yanshi's murmurs in his half-dream and half-awake state. He took a cold shower just now and it still didn't help. He breathed hot breath and had to stand at the window to blow air, for fear of impulsively knocking on Sun Yanshi's room. Door.