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the next day.The morning light of the weekend crept quietly through the window, spread to the floor of the bedroom, and fell on the scattered clothes.

Yan Yijun woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside the window, turned over with an unspeakable soreness, the quilt around him was arched, revealing half of his black head.

He raised the corner of his mouth silently, and stretched out his hand to stroke the man's curly black hair. The soft touch revealed a bit of the coolness of the morning, his head moved, as if he didn't want to wake up, and wrapped in the quilt, he arched into his arms.

Yan Yijun was amused by him, he dug the person out of the quilt with all his strength, pulled out a bunch of radishes, and held Duan Huichuan's frowning face sunburned by the sun in both hands, softly laughing softly : "Still not getting up?"

"It's still early..." Duan Huichuan's hoarse voice still had traces of last night's indulgence, and his whole face was wrinkled into a ball. He was afraid that the sun would drive away his drowsiness, and he wanted to see Yan Yijun's face again, so he opened his eyes in confusion. Make two slits.

Yan Yijun found it interesting, bowed his head and kissed on the center of his brow, but felt it was not enough, moved to the eyelids and kissed again.

Duan Huichuan turned over and pushed him down, like a bully: "Take advantage of me early in the morning? Didn't you take advantage of me last night? Huh?"

Yan Yijun wrapped his arms around his neck, intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes fell on the ring that never left his body, and he smiled helplessly: "Stop being a good boy."

Duan Huichuan hummed shamelessly: "I was exhausted last night, haven't you heard of it? There are only exhausted cows and no plowed land."

"..." Yan Yijun was almost defeated by his irrational words, pinched the soft flesh on his cheeks, and smiled, "That's really hard work, Boss Duan."

Duan Huichuan smiled reservedly against a face that had been pinched and deformed: "You're welcome."

Yan Yijun raised his head and grabbed his earlobe, sucking the sound of water in an ambiguous way: "In case you work so hard, I will replace you in the future."

"No, no, I think I can work harder."

When the two of them were still in the room, the fireworks of the office day had already been ignited lively.

Zhaocai lay bored in the cage, pecking at his own feathers.

The industrious Bai Jian got up early and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Xu Chen came back from running around the door, sweating profusely on his forehead, and squatted at the dining table drinking milk, holding the TV remote control in his hand to change channels one by one.

There were footsteps upstairs, Xu Chen didn't turn his head: "Morning brother, I didn't stay in bed today, I got up so early, the sun really came out from the west."

A chuckle sounded from behind, and the visitor put his suit jacket on the back of the sofa, walked around slowly, and sat beside Xu Chen.

"Morning Xiaochen, your brother hasn't woken up yet."

"...???" Xu Chen was startled when he heard this voice, his neck was stiff like a marionette and he turned his head, then his jaw fell to the ground in fright!

Xu Chen: =mouth=

Bai Jian: =mouth=

"Yan, Doctor Yan, you...how do you..."

Xu Chen couldn't speak easily anymore, his mouth was so wide open that he could swallow an egg, he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, his brother used to wear this man's clothes, and he came home late at night, and the two of them were still sneaking around in the kitchen like this and that, It turned out that they had already had an affair behind their backs!

Brother that sanctimonious bastard!

Xu Chen gritted his teeth and made up 36 episodes of the bloody romance TV series.

Yan Yijun, who knew nothing about this, just thought that the other party couldn't accept the blow that his expectant sister-in-law became a man for a while, and smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder: "Xiaochen, it's a long story about me and your brother." ..."

"I understand!" Xu Chen interrupted him, and said angrily, "He must be jealous that I have a girlfriend, and he can't find a partner, so he threatens and lures you, and grabs you by force! Isn't that right!"

Yan Yijun: "..." Where did you learn the words at a young age?

Bai Jian poked her head out from the kitchen, weakly defending the boss: "The boss is not that kind of person!"

Xu Chen was about to refute, when Bai Jian added with a serious face: "It must be because the boss has been single for many years, lonely, empty and cold, with only his left and right hands to accompany him every night, he might be suffering from some kind of illness, how pitiful, Doctor Yan just Giving a helping hand is worthy of the benevolence of a doctor..."

"Cough cough." A cough cut off Bai Jian's endless chatter, and everyone raised their heads together. Duan Huichuan was leaning on the stairs, looking down faintly. He held his usual enamel teacup in his hand and took a sip of tea. Moisturizing the throat, twitching the corners of the mouth coolly, with a smirk: "It's so lively in the early morning, why are you free?"

After a moment of silence, Bai Jian retracted her head awkwardly, Xu Chen took out his homework, and buried his head in deep thought.

Yan Yijun raised his index finger to his lips silently, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner, and they plan to take a few days off to visit Bai Jian's house.Xu Chen was returned to Sichuan by Duan to stay at home to watch the house on the grounds that he was under great academic pressure.

Bai Jian's hometown is in an unknown small mountain village in the mountains in the south, the transportation is so inconvenient that even the green leather train does not pass by.

Duan Huichuan was afraid that Yan Yijun would not feel comfortable sitting in the small car for a long time, so he made up his mind to buy a spacious and comfortable new car with part of the entrusted money.

Before he had time to offer the treasure, Yan Yijun raised his head from the newspaper and said casually in a calm tone: "I have asked the housekeeper to drive a private helicopter to pick us up."

Duan Huichuan: =口=

Damn rich!

He silently stuffed the car keys back into his pocket, pretending it wasn't his first time flying a helicopter.

Bai Jian simply packed his luggage—in fact, he didn't have anything to pack, but he brought a bunch of snacks. Hearing that there was a helicopter available, he almost jumped up happily.

The housekeeper was extremely efficient, and within an hour, he found the nearest docking roof.

The strong wind whizzed back and forth at high altitude, and the wind brought by the propellers made several people's hair messy on their faces. Bai Jian put her face on the window and looked down, excited, the city shrank more and more with the view of the city. Small, densely packed under the feet: "It turns out that the place we live in looks like this."

Duan Huichuan looked down at the scenery on the ground, and suddenly remembered some fragmentary images, as if in the weird mirror of Yan Yijun's house, he once had the same perspective, in the sky, in the clouds, overlooking the vast land, the vast sea of ​​smoke .

"What's wrong?" Yan Yijun sat beside him, gently holding his cold hand.

Duan Huichuan came back to his senses, met the man's concerned and deep gaze, shook his head and smiled: "That mirror in your house... Forget it, it's fine, maybe I've been a little tired recently."

Yan Yijun hugged him, let him rest his head on his shoulder, and gently closed his eyelids: "Go to sleep for a while."

He stared at the clouds flowing outside the window, had he noticed it...

It was already noon when the few people set foot on the destination, and there was only a light rain nearby, and the green hills and trees in the distance were washed green in the smog.

The sky is covered with a very thin layer of fog, and the sunlight cuts off at every turn, cutting Shanyin and Shanyang into two worlds separated by light and dark.

The mountain village stretches on the back of the mountain, looking up, there are few people, and the surroundings are silent, even the chickens and dogs that are common in the village are not heard.

Bai Jian was very used to this, and led the two into the village all the way.

On both sides of the winding gravel path in the village, there are several rows of residential houses, not brick houses, but almost some kind of unique stilted buildings.It's just that the doors and windows are closed, and it's so quiet that only the footsteps of a few people remain.

Duan Huichuan touched his nose, frowned and said, "Xiaobai, where have all the people in your village gone?"

Bai Jian took it for granted: "Everyone goes out to work during the day and only comes back at night."

"Going out to work? Going home at night?" Duan Huichuan became more and more confused, "Is it more than ten kilometers away from the nearest town?"

Bai Jian didn't answer this question, as if the question was very unreasonable.

"Look at that." Yan Yijun pointed to the two huge banyan trees in the center of the village.

The trunk was so thick that four people could embrace it, the two trees were very close to each other, and the roots buried in the ground were intertwined and intertwined.

At a height of three or four meters above the ground, the separate branches are also entangled with each other and stretch upwards, as if two people embrace each other intimately, forming a tall doorway in the middle.

The lush canopy is covered like a canopy, like a green cloud that can't be seen at a glance. There are countless silk-like branches hanging from the canopy. Each branch is tied with a festive red rope, gently swinging in the wind. .

"These two trees must be thousands of years old." Duan Huichuan pulled Yan Yijun closer, amazed.

"I don't know either. Anyway, when I was young, the pair of trees were so tall and they haven't changed." Bai Jian happily introduced them to them, "They are called Lianli trees. Lian Li. Did you see that tree hole? As long as you hold your lover’s hand and walk through it on a full moon night, if you love each other and are sincere, you will be able to see what you most want to see about the other party.”

Duan Huichuan chuckled: "Your village is quite good at advertising tourist attractions. If you can't see it, doesn't it mean that you don't love each other enough? Then it's not Lian Lizhi, it's a breakup hole."

Bai Jian said anxiously: "I can see it! I didn't lie! Even Li Shu can't lie. In our village, when every couple gets married, it is held under the witness of Lian Lishu. If you don't believe me, wait until night When everyone comes back, you can go to the village and ask and you will know."

Yan Yijun looked up at the two huge and luxuriant ancient banyan trees, thoughtfully: "I think it's quite interesting."

"What? You believe this too?" Duan Huichuan dismissed it, and only regarded these illusory legends as promotional advertisements for scenic spots, and was worried about his identity being exposed.

He bumped the opponent's arm, leaned over and blinked, Xu Xu bit his ear, and joked: "Is there anything else about me that you haven't seen?"

"... Cough." Yan Yijun's ears were slightly tinged with red, and he gave him a sideways glance, "Brother Bai is still here, don't be silly."

Duan Huichuan clasped his hands behind his head, with a relaxed smile on his face: "If it's true, I'd like to see it."

"Oh?" Yan Yijun pursed his thin lips and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to see?"

"I want to see if someone was the same as now when he was young, whether he was mischievous or old-fashioned."

Yan Yijun's hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened, and the protruding knuckles were almost whitish.

He turned his back to Duan Huichuan, so as not to let the other party see his pale face at the moment. Under the shade of the tree, his figure was as dark as dusk, giving people an illusion that was almost decayed.