years and years

Christmas came in a blink of an eye, cheerful Christmas songs were played on the street, and everywhere was bustling, the Christmas tree at the door was blowing cold wind, and the bells were jingling all the time.

Shuci's hand was also cold in his pocket, so he simply took it out and let out a breath.

I remember when I was still in S City, Mr. Mu would make him mutton soup in winter, and then make pastries by himself.At that time, Shuci was very edible, and I especially liked to eat the rice cooked by Mu Lao. I could drink two big bowls of soup, and I could eat three or four pastries.

Since he came here to go to college, he has rarely tasted this delicious food. For Shuci, even a five-star restaurant, the taste is not as good as a bowl of soup made by his grandfather himself.

But after meeting You Ye, everything changed quietly. After walking for a while, no one spoke, Shu Ci didn't know what came to his mind, so he asked You Yezhi next to him: "What do you want to eat?"

You Yezhi lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was thinking.Shuci glanced at the two girls next to him and passed them by: "This ice cream is pretty nice, with a Santa hat on it, do you want to eat it?"

"Are you crazy, it's so cold." You Yezhi glanced at him: "Your stomach is not good, don't make trouble."

Shuci dragged him to McDonald's: "It's Christmas anyway, it doesn't matter if you eat it once in a while."

The second half price, Shuci said thank you, took it, and handed it to You Yezhi.

There is a car driving by quickly in front of you, and the horn is harsh.Around You Yezhi's neck was a scarf hung by Shuci, because Shuci felt that he was cold.

With the ice cream in his hand, You Yezhi stared at the Santa hat for a moment.

The phone rang, You Yezhi took it out and took a look, then put it back in his pocket silently.

Greedy, Shuci thought of what to eat, wandered around for a while, chose a mutton restaurant, went in and ordered a big bowl of mutton soup.You Yezhi didn't want to drink it, he really didn't want to eat it according to the bibliography, so he went out to buy two sesame seed cakes.

You Yezhi turned his head to see the person walking away, took out his phone and clicked on the message.It was sent by his boss, and it was nothing more than wishing him a Merry Christmas. You Yezhi once classified this kind of message as a group post, but he has read it but has not replied.

Shuci held two steaming pancakes in his hand, and stuffed one into You Yezhi's hand, holding his mobile phone in one hand and looking radiant.

You Yezhi watched silently, took a bite of the biscuits.

With a "click", Shuci took a photo, like a little girl, and said, "Keep a souvenir."

Shuci put the phone aside, put some sheep oil in the bowl, ate it for a long time, thought about it, and said, "It's not very good."

You Yezhi sat across from him with a sesame seed cake.

"I won't come here next time." After buying it, he couldn't waste it. After eating a few mouthfuls of mutton, Shuci raised his head and asked, "Can you make mutton soup?"

"...I will."

"That's great." Shuci smiled and raised his head: "Next time I'll buy mutton for you to cook. Your cooking skills are so good, and you will definitely be able to cook the same taste as my grandpa."

You Yezhi looked at him and said nothing, but in fact he hadn't done it at all, because he didn't like to eat mutton very much.

I drank a lot of soup, and my whole body warmed up after eating, and my hands weren't so cold anymore.Shuci was worried that You Yezhi was hungry, so he bought him a small wonton on the way back.

"Is it cold?"

You Yezhi held the book in his hand and said he wanted to buy small wontons for him. Hearing his question, he tugged on the scarf around his neck and said, "It's not cold."

"I like this scarf very much, I gave it to you."

"Do not……"

"Don't refuse me." Shuci knew what he was going to say, and blocked his words: "It's just a scarf, as long as you don't dislike it, of course you can't dislike it either."

Walking slowly on the way home, the aunt came out to dance in the square in such a cold day, Shuci watched silently, exhaled a white mist in front of his face, turned his head and asked, "Is the company you usually work near here?"

You Yezhi said nonsense: "It's far away."

The phone rang again, and You Yezhi took it out to see that it was still his boss.Shuci glanced at it and hurriedly took it back, seeing that the phone was not very good, although he had already seen it.

Without asking about the scriptures, a gust of cold wind blew across the face: "Hurry up and go home, it's so cold."

You Yezhi was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, "Bang bang bang—" Shuci knocked on the door: "Are you brushing your teeth? I heard the sound, can you open the door?"

The two shared the same bathroom, and Shuci went to the bathroom by the way, You Yezhi avoided it automatically, and went back to their respective bed after finishing the work.There was a plush doll with big chicken legs on Shuci's bed. It was given by Li Jiayue, and it was brought home for him. Shuci couldn't get rid of it, and it was quite comfortable to lean on, so he kept it.

He took out his phone, opened You Yezhi's chat interface, and edited——

Merry Christmas.

The weather was bitingly cold, and the Chinese New Year was less than a month away. Shu Ci lay on the bed and made a video call with Mu Lao, discussing when would be the right time to buy a ticket to go back.

Shuci told him to wear more clothes when it was cold, thinking that he would buy some nutritional supplements and go home to celebrate the New Year happily.

There was the sound of the door opening, Shuci sat up suddenly, opened the door and saw You Yezhi standing in the entrance, carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

"Where have you been?"

You Yezhi was wearing a dark green coat, he took a closer look at some white spots on it, he stretched out his hand and patted it, only then did Shuci notice what it was——

"It's snowing outside?!"

"Ah."

Shuci seemed to have never seen it before, ran to the window and stuck his head against the glass: "It's so big, it's snowing like a goose feather."

No one paid attention to him, the sound of plastic bags sounded behind him, and he was still reading the book, thinking that when he was a child, it would snow in winter, and the snow at that time could reach his calf, and he would build snowmen and have snowball fights, but since he grew up, he never I have never seen such a big snow.

At that time, the city allowed cannonballs. He bought a box from a small shop, stuck it in the snow, lit it, and ran away, standing aside and watching the pure white snowflakes being blown away.

How interesting, when I was little.

You Yezhi took out the vegetables he bought and washed them. After reading enough dictionaries, he went to the kitchen to look at You Yezhi.

After he saw clearly what the meat was, he was stunned: "Mutton?"

You Yezhi glanced at him and nodded.

Buy it just for him?That was amazing.Shuci thought for a while and asked, "Do you like to drink mutton soup?"

You Yezhi was concise and clear: "Don't you want to drink?"

Shuci opened his mouth without making a sound, stared at him for a long time, and said shamelessly: "I said I would buy it, why did you buy it again, I feel very sorry for you."

You Yezhi smiled slightly and said, "Please come back next time."

It's snowing today, so I'm in a good mood.You Yezhi is about to make mutton soup, and his mood is doubled.Shuci hangs around him like a courteous person, saying that he is helping him, but it doesn't help him at all, and You Yezhi doesn't bother to care about him.

"Smells so good." Shuci leaned closer and smelled it: "Chef You."

You Yezhi: "?"

Shu Ci wanted to swallow the words on his lips, but after thinking about it, he felt a little disappointed, he raised his eyebrows to cover it up, and said, "I really envy your future wife."

You Yezhi paused in the air with the hand holding the knife, and turned his head to meet Shuci's straight gaze.

"……What's wrong?"

As if trying to find something out of those dark eyes, You Yezhi withdrew his gaze, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Shuci also lowered his head.

You Yezhi said: "I won't have a wife."

What does this mean?Shuci suddenly raised his head, looked at You Yezhi's exquisitely carved side face, and asked, "Why?"

You Yezhi avoided his gaze: "I won't get married either."

"..." Shuci couldn't figure out why his heart was pounding, turned around and lit a cigarette to try to calm down the bewildered self, just as he was about to turn around and walk towards You Yezhi, he stopped him with extreme disgust.

"Go away and suck."

"..."

Fine!So Shuci went to the living room.

The soup was boiling in the pot, and there was a gurgling sound, and the aroma filled the whole room. Shuci hadn't watched TV for a long time, and looked at You Yezhi's back in a daze.

This kind of picture is warm and comfortable, but it makes Shu Ci forcefully produce an illusion, but it is hard to explain.

Shuci filled two bowls of mutton soup.

It was too hot, Shuci bowed his head and blew for a while, looked up to see You Yezhi sitting opposite him, and asked, "Why don't you drink?"

How should I put it, You Yezhi doesn't like to eat mutton at all, since he was a child, even beef is so-so: "I..."

"It's so fragrant." Shuci said to himself, then looked back out of the window, the snow didn't stop: "You know, my grandpa likes to make mutton soup for me in winter. At that time, there was New Year's Eve At the party, I sat in front of the TV with a bowl of soup in my arms and watched sketches, and the feeling of being full and warm was so blissful."

The mutton soup in front of him was still steaming, You Yezhi looked at him, his eyes were dark and his expression was serious.

Shuci took a big sip, looked up and smiled at the person opposite: "Thank you, You Yezhi, it's nice to have someone to accompany you to drink mutton soup on a snowy day."

You Yezhi stared at him intently for a long time, finally looked down, reached out to pick up the bowl of soup, and began to slowly pour it into his mouth.

After the meal, the two of them washed the dishes together, one brushing the other, and the work was done according to the division of labor.Shu quit the bathroom, You Yezhi turned his gaze back into the room, picked up the chewing gum and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

Shuci was full and comfortable, sat down on the sofa, and said lazily, "You Yezhi."

"Ok?"

"It's the Chinese New Year." Shuci opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "How are you doing?"

You Yezhi walked into the bathroom and was about to wash his face. After listening, he lowered his head and reached out to turn on the faucet. His slender fingers caught the warm and gradually scalding water.

Hearing the voice, it was Shuci who came over and was looking at him by the door.

You Yezhi bent down to wash his face, Shu Ci saw that he wet his face, rubbed it with facial cleanser, and then rinsed it with water.

His fingers were slender, Shuci suddenly remembered that time when You Yezhi helped him wash his face.

He came back to his senses and saw a white foam left on You Ye's temple, he looked at it, his fingers were still a little cold, he touched it lightly, and wiped it off.

You Yezhi suddenly turned off the faucet, and slowly stood up straight with his bent waist.

Shu Ci stared at him, and asked again: "How did you spend the New Year?"

Drops of water were still dripping down his face, the mirror was foggy and he couldn't see people clearly, You Yezhi's hand holding the towel tightened slightly, thinking of his "New Year" year after year.

He is not expecting, nor is it family fun.

A holiday, if you think it is a holiday, then it is, if you think it is not, then it is no different from ordinary days.

You Yezhi's entire face was wet, tiny drops of water dripped from his eyelashes, and slid down his face to his red lips, slowly slid down, along the contour of his chin, past his Adam's apple, and finally sank into him in his clothes.

Shuci narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned his body to him, took the towel in his hand, and covered his entire face——

"Would you like to follow me?"

The towel slipped down to the nasal bone, You Yezhi raised his wet eyes to look at him.

—I shall not have a wife.

— I will not marry either.

The hand of Shu Ci was still resting on the back of his neck, he smiled slightly and said, "I'll take you home for the New Year."