Perfect match.

The morning fog dissipated and was replaced by smoke curling upwards. The doors of each house were gradually opened, and the oriental roof tiles were stacked, and the straight ridge purlins supported a round of golden sun.

Zheng Feiluan and He An walked side by side in the alley, the suitcase behind them bumped and rolled across the stone road briskly.

Zheng Feiluan pulled the rod with his right hand, and his left hand hung on the side of his trouser leg. He moved his fingertips a few times, and couldn't help raising his wrist a few times, but he still didn't dare to hug He An's shoulder.

A little bit.

After all, they haven't gotten that close yet.

When Yan Ning was there just now, Zheng Feiluan felt cautious, and when Yan Ning and Yan Ning gave instructions to each other and got in the car to leave, he became even more cautious - he was still not sure how He An accepted him, when he was alone, neither Dare to be too warm, but also reluctant to be too distant, the result is that even the distance of more than ten centimeters walking side by side has to be adjusted repeatedly.

In contrast, He An was much more relaxed. With his hands behind his back, he walked and chatted with him: "You came in such a hurry, didn't you sleep last night?"

"It's okay. There was a bed on the plane, and I slept through it." Zheng Feiluan only treated him as a courtesy.

"That's it..." He An showed a surprised and disappointed expression, "I thought you would be so excited that you couldn't sleep."

Oops, wrong answer.

Zheng Feiluan screamed that something was wrong, and quickly revised the answer: "Actually...in fact, I didn't sleep well."

He An laughed silently.

When passing by the breakfast stall, he asked Zheng Feiluan to wait, and went to buy two meat buns with preserved vegetables, two pumpkin pancakes and two cups of hot soy milk.The meat buns and pumpkin pies were packed in plastic bags and hung on the wrists, and a cup of soy milk was held in each hand, which was full and heavy.

He walked up to Zheng Feiluan and stretched out his hand: "Here, yours."

Zheng Feiluan was flattered.

Back at the inn, the soy milk was just finished, and the two empty cups were both thrown into the trash can by the door.He An said that he wanted to go into the house to see if Ling Lan was awake, so Zheng Feiluan waited in the yard first.

The fat chicken he gave was forgotten by Lily of the Valley in the swing cradle, crooked, with a round shell on it, very cute and cute.

It's been more than half a year, and it hasn't fallen out of favor.

Zheng Feiluan was happy, bent down to straighten it up.

After a while, He An came out alone, and Zheng Feiluan lowered his volume and asked, "Still sleeping?"

"Well, I'm still asleep." He An nodded and smiled, "I'm biting my finger, I guess I'm hungry, and I almost drool when I smell the meat buns."

He led Zheng Feiluan to the living room, stepped into the door, put the plastic bag of breakfast on the coffee table, then walked around behind the counter, and began to go through formalities for Zheng Feiluan, casually said: "Linglan likes Uncle Yan very much, wake up later When I came here and found that the person was gone, I must have cried a lot. I have to make a bowl of egg custard and pour some more milk to calm her down... Ah, and also, she may have a psychological shadow on you, and she will be afraid when she sees you , don't rush for success, but get along with her slowly."

"I'll pay attention."

Zheng Feiluan hastily agreed.

He An tapped the keyboard a few times, then raised his head from behind the screen: "It's still the 207 from before, okay?"

Zheng Feiluan: "Yes, of course."

A wooden bed will do in the storage room.

He An clicked on the guest room page of 207, and while typing, he murmured: "The day Uncle Yan came, I didn't know he was your father, so I gave him 207. This room will almost become your Zheng family's. Alright. Well, the check-out date...how do I fill in this?"

He paused the mouse, raised his head and asked Zheng Feiluan: "Have lived for half a year, right?"

half a year?

Zheng Feiluan was obviously taken aback.

He thought it would be like before, live a day, give a day.

Seeing him in a daze, He An couldn't help laughing: "Didn't we make an appointment? As long as you are self-disciplined enough, you won't be stuck day by day. I think now..."

He pouted at Zheng Feiluan's left hand: "Should pass."

Zheng Feiluan's heart warmed, and he subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

The festering flesh has not yet healed, it does not itch, but hurts when touched, like an aggressive stinging bee, buzzing around all day long with its sharp thorns exposed, making him uncomfortable every minute.But now, it's all worth it.

The small bright silver key was handed over to him again, it was still the familiar green apple keychain.

"He An."

Zheng Feiluan tightened his five fingers, and the uneven metal cogs got into his palm: "That night... I'm sorry."

He An watched him without nodding or shaking his head.

"...Can you forgive me?" Zheng Feiluan asked again.

Then He An slowly stretched out a finger: "You can only forgive once, and..." The finger bent down again, "I will only give half of it today, and the rest will be given after you pass the assessment period."

Zheng Feiluan laughed.

To let him come back to live in Luotan town is unprecedented tolerance.Don't say half, even if you only forgive one out of ten, it's much more than he expected.

"It doesn't matter." He said, "I am willing to be in the assessment period for the rest of my life."

"..."

He An's ears felt hot, he retracted his fingers, hurriedly tidied up the counter, and then walked out: "Wait here, I... I will clean up your room. Uncle Yan just left, I was thinking of finishing it." He will clean again..."

"No need." Zheng Feiluan stopped him.

He An: "Huh?"

The two looked at each other face to face, Zheng Feiluan looked at He An's starry eyes, and felt a little bit emotional for a while.He lowered his head, slowly approached He An's forehead, and asked softly, "Do you mind?"

Mind...of course I don't mind.

Just kissing the forehead is not an overreaching gesture, but it is really not that easy to say the three words "I don't mind".

He An thought about it, and suddenly had an idea, stood on tiptoe, bumped his forehead against Zheng Feiluan's lips, and then retracted his neck to slip out.

But he was grabbed by the shoulder all of a sudden.

Zheng Feiluan put his warm palm on the back of his neck, leaned over and kissed him.Obviously the love in his heart was surging, but he tried his best to suppress it. He only pecked and rubbed his forehead lightly, and anyone could see that he was dissatisfied.

A brief kiss ended quickly.

Their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads, and their eyes met at a very close distance, a little flickering and a little sticky.

"Points will be deducted." He An reminded him.

"Is it?"

"You are not afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid, but a person who can make money like me..." Zheng Feiluan couldn't help laughing, "Earning points should be very fast."

Cheng Xiu got up early in the morning, yawned for ten seconds, then kicked Dai Xiao away and slid off the bed—last Tuesday, his broken bed made by Dai Xiao finally collapsed.He sold all the rotten wooden boards in the warehouse to the town's junk collectors before Dai Xiao. He thought that he would be able to replace them with a decent single bed. Back a double bed.

"What do you mean?!" Cheng Xiu scolded angrily.

"You have a new bed, I don't have it, it's not fair; two single beds, fair, but expensive; a double bed, fair, but also cheap." Dai Xiao plausible.

Cheng Xiu was stunned for a week, and decided to buy another single bed at his own expense, but where is there room in the room for him to put a new bed?

He had no choice but to get up every day and kick Dai Xiao to relieve his hatred.

He picked up the toothbrush, squeezed half of the toothpaste on it, and went to the yard to breathe fresh air.

Cheng Xiu strolled all the way to the front of the living room, glanced at the living room inadvertently, suddenly stopped, dumbfounded, his whole body was petrified, and the toothpaste foam began to gurg down.

Five seconds later, he turned his head and rushed into the bedroom, quickly rinsed his mouth, spit water, wiped his face, and then patted the quilt more than a dozen times to shovel Dai Xiao up: "Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Feiluan is back!"

"Don't make trouble."

Dai Xiao turned over in a daze.

"Don't sleep, it's true! I saw them kissing with my own eyes, in the small living room!" Cheng Xiu swore.

kiss?

Dai Xiao was even more convinced that he was dreaming, and the quilt was pulled up to cover his head.

Cheng Xiu had no choice but to sit by the bed alone, carrying this extremely cruel fact on his thin shoulders: "He An has accepted him, and I'm going to give him back the pastry shop that I just settled down, is it really that good?" I'm not reconciled..."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Feiluan did not intend to take back the Cranberry Pastry House.After returning to Luotan Town, he didn't even say a single extra word, choosing to continue to be an ordinary barista.

Cheng Xiu suddenly became the boss of his former boss, and he was proud of himself.

However, before he was proud of himself for three days, he took the initiative to throw back the position of store manager to Zheng Feiluan like a hot potato—managing business under Zheng Feiluan's nose, just like a poor student solving equations under the nose of a math teacher. The hand of the pen is shaking, and I always feel that I don’t know which number to write down, and I will get a sigh of sympathy.

It's better to run away.

On a summer night, the wind is slow, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Two rows of red lanterns lit up under the eaves along the river, their reflections shattered in the waves, swaying like dancing silk.Pedestrians were passing by in twos and threes, and a short-haired girl set up a stool by the bridge, holding a guitar and singing folk songs, lazily and sexy.

And at the Qingguo Inn across the wall, Zheng Feiluan was staring at Linglan with big eyes.

He An went to the kitchen to cook boiled eggs, leaving the father and daughter with a frozen relationship.Lily of the valley sat on the swing cradle, clutching the fat chick, pursing her small mouth, looking ready to "drop a bomb attack" at any time.Zheng Feiluan sat on the rattan chair opposite, with a sad face, completely unsure how to resolve the tension.

I don't know which of them is more helpless.

Fortunately, He An left not long ago, and came back five or six minutes later with a small bowl.

The bowl was filled with warm brown sugar water, submerged in a snow-white and tender boiled egg.The egg yolk is cooked just right, moist and not runny, trembling like jelly when touched by a spoon.

"what--"

Lily of the Valley is a greedy little cat, and immediately stretched its neck and opened its mouth, like a chick waiting to be fed.

He An handed the bowl to Zheng Feiluan and said with a smile, "Come and feed."

"……thanks."

Zheng Feiluan was a little surprised.

Of course he understood He An's intentions, he took the small bowl and was filled with gratitude for a moment.

After supper, Lily of the Valley had a short belch, and the two eyelashes covered her eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He An untied her bib, wiped the corners of her mouth, covered her with a blanket, and then sat aside, slowly shaking the swing cradle.

Not long after, Lily of the Valley fell asleep soundly.He An got up and went back to the bedroom, brought a pack of sterilized cotton and a bottle of newly bought muscle-promoting cream, and said softly to Zheng Feiluan: "...It's your turn."

Zheng Feiluan hurriedly untied the gauze wrapped around his wrist, revealing his injured flesh.

Strange to say, it was the same application of medicine, no matter how careful Xu Ma's movements were, he would break out in a cold sweat, but once it was replaced by He An, he did not even frown when he occasionally applied heavy medicine without proficiency.

No pain at all.

Love really is the best anesthetic.

and many more.

This sentence is good, you can earn points.

Zheng Feiluan immediately told He An about this, and asked him to guess why he didn't feel pain, and no matter what He An guessed, he would always answer: "No, because love is the best anesthetic."

Unexpectedly, He An's eyes were bright, and he held a small cotton ball in his hand, stared at him for a while, and said, "I can't guess why you don't hurt anymore, but I can guess, and your next sentence will probably say dirt again." It’s time to talk about love.”

Zheng Feiluan: "..."

"Zheng Feiluan, that's not how love is talked about. You can't get points just by talking about love." He An reminded him kindly.

"Then how can I get extra points?" Zheng Feiluan asked.

"Well... you have to figure it out on your own. Asking me directly is considered cheating and points will be deducted."

He An scares him.

Zheng Feiluan also cooperated extraordinarily, pretending that he was frightened, shrugged his shoulders, and said nothing more, quietly watching He An lower his head to apply the medicine for him, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his lips.

There is often a saying in the difficult years, that the days are like years.On the contrary, living a happy life is like a wind blowing a wall calendar, turning over a few months in the blink of an eye.

Summer is coming to an end, and Luotan Town has entered the early autumn, and Zheng Feiluan is still earning points tirelessly.

Why doesn't he know that the so-called "earning points" is just a metaphor?But he is still willing to regard this as a romantic agreement between him and He An, and has devoted all his efforts to it.At least these days, when He An meets him on the street, he already smiles from the bottom of his heart, and even Lily of the Valley, who is difficult to coax at an epic level, no longer rejects him thousands of miles away—although it’s not close. .

And just when hope was just budding, Luotan Town ushered in an unexpected visitor.

This afternoon, the Cranberry Pastry House was experiencing a low passenger flow.The waiters all went to rest, and Zheng Feiluan had nothing to do. He leaned behind the bar and cleaned the grinder with a small brush with a wooden handle.Suddenly the copper bell jingled, someone pushed open the glass door, walked straight towards him, and then stood motionless in front of the bar, not ordering for a long time.

Zheng Feiluan felt weird and raised his head.

I saw a slender young man standing in front of him, wearing a hoodie, sunglasses, a mask, and a peaked cap, he was fully armed, and he couldn't see his face clearly, as if he was afraid of being recognized.

Seeing that Zheng Feiluan noticed him, he immediately brushed the hair by his ear.

Then the earrings flashed an icy blue light.

Zheng Feiluan was not at all interested in this kind of weird outfit, and was even more indifferent to the shiny circle of famous brand logos on the young man's body. He asked quite formulaically: "What do you want to drink?"

The young man was obviously stunned, and the fingers that were pulling his hair were also frozen by his ears.

Zheng Feiluan frowned slightly, and asked again: "What do you want to drink?"

Seeing that Zheng Feiluan really didn't recognize him, the young man gritted his teeth, and reluctantly took off his mask and sunglasses, revealing his beautiful face that had been carefully maintained by five-figure skin care products all year round.

He tidied up his lost emotions, took out his well-honed acting skills, and powdered his face with three points of joy and seven points of sadness, and made up a lot of affection that was still unabated after reunion after a long absence, and then smiled softly at Zheng Feiluan .

"Fei Luan, long time no see."