Ten years to feed the dog

The rain splashed on the dirt road and made a loud noise. Yao Liang didn't say a word loudly, and Zhang Yiwen only listened to the general idea.

Zhang Yiwen pulled the man into the umbrella, protected him in his arms, and returned to Yao Liang's house.

"Aren't you stupid! It's raining so hard outside, are you rushing out to catch cold? Just a word, can't you just yell at me here!"

Although Zhang Yiwen looked out of tune, he was still a young master, and he still had a little burden. This was the first time Yao Liang saw Zhang Yiwen yelling at people so disregarding his image.

For a moment, Yao Liang was stunned by Zhang Yiwen's yelling.

After Zhang Yiwen yelled, he realized that he had lost his composure just now, and became embarrassed, so he shut his mouth and stopped talking.

"Hey, why don't you go into the house and see how wet it is."

Yao Liang's grandma probably heard their voices and came out to take a look. The old man was taken aback when she saw them. The two of them were completely soaked, and maybe half a barrel would come out of the clothes if they were twisted. water comes.

The old man hurriedly brought the two into the house, and immediately gave them towels and a change of clothes, telling them to dry themselves quickly and take a hot bath to avoid catching cold.

Zhang Yiwen originally planned to leave, but he couldn't help the old man, so he had to stay.

The visitor was a guest, so the bathroom was naturally given to Zhang Yiwen first, or Yao Liang insisted on letting him go first, so Zhang Yiwen entered the bathroom.

"Is this the friend you mentioned earlier?"

The old man made hot ginger tea, and Yao Liang took the hot ginger tea while wiping his hair.

"Ah."

"Your friend is handsome, do you have a little girlfriend?"

"No."

"How is this possible? Don't all the handsome guys I see on TV fall in love at this age."

It seems that the old man usually stays at home and watches a lot of youth romance dramas.

"Why don't you young people make good use of your time and make a little girlfriend? Grandma married your grandfather at your age."

When the old man talked about his husband, there was tenderness in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

That man also told Yao Liang about the love story of his grandparents when he was a child, saying that his grandpa was a good man and that he had only his grandma in his life.

Yao Liang remembered that every time a man talked about this story, he would always add the sentence that your mother and I would be like this too. When the man said this sentence, his expression was very firm, even his eyes were bright.

It's a pity that a man can do it, but the person he wants to be with for the rest of his life can't.

Yao Liang stared blankly at the old man, every time grandma talked about grandpa, he felt that grandma seemed to have returned to the girlhood when she was young.

He couldn't understand, why someone could miss someone all his life, and how they managed to stay together forever.

If it is love, then the man loves the woman very much, why the man still can't do what he wants.

Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the bathroom opened, and the hot air rushed out of the door, and the man walked out of the bathroom surrounded by a wave of hot air.

Yao Liang looked at that person, like a fairy far away in the sky, or like the Yiren who was on the side of the water in the ancient poems.

Whether it's a Yiren or a fairy, Yao Liang is out of reach. He only knows that it is impossible for him to experience the so-called staying together.

"Yao Yao, what are you doing here? Go take a shower."

The old man turned his head and waved his hands to call Zhang Yiwen:

"Yao Yao's friend, come and sit here, grandma has made hot ginger tea."

Suddenly, the old man exposed his nickname. Yao Liang was thin-skinned, and when he was about to tell the old man not to call him by his nickname, he was interrupted by Zhang Yiwen.

"Yao Yao."

When Zhang Yiwen passed by him, he lowered his head slightly and said to him. When he lowered his head, Zhang Yiwen's lips were just on the side of Yao Liang's ear, and Yao Liang could hear him clearly.

Zhang Yiwen spoke lightly, like a dragonfly touching water, but when he flew away, there were ripples on the lake. Yao Liang immediately covered his ears, and looked at Zhang Yiwen in disbelief, only to see Zhang Yiwen smiling brightly. The old man went there.

From Yao Liang's point of view, this smile is like a sinister smile after a successful trick, but to Grandma Yao Liang's point of view, this smile is a warm smile that can make people feel like a spring breeze.

Yao Liang's grandma didn't notice that her grandson was covering his ears and staring wide-eyed. His eyes were full of handsome friends brought back by his grandson, and he greeted Zhang Yiwen warmly.

Yao Liang sighed helplessly. It seemed that his grandson had been thrown into the cold palace. He looked at the way Grandma Yao Liang was sitting there chatting with Zhang Yiwen, squinting her eyes with a smile, and he laughed too. smiled.

Ever since the man left, the old man has never smiled so happily like now. Seeing the old man being coaxed by Zhang Yiwen to laugh happily there, Yao Liang put aside some worries temporarily and went into the bathroom.

But Yao Liang never expected that he just went into the bathroom to take a shower, and the old and young people outside turned out all his childhood photo albums.

"Don't look at Yao Yao's cold face all day long. He was very talkative when he was a child. Xiaowen, look at this picture."

Yao Liang looked at Zhang Yiwen suspiciously, why even Xiaowen called him in a while.

Zhang Yiwen ignored Yao Liang's gaze, just followed the photo pointed by the old lady, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yao Liang hurried to look at the photo the old man was talking about. In that photo, Yao Liang looked about two or three years old, standing naked on the balcony with his hips crossed and his back straight. How much to pull.

"At that time, he was screaming hot all day long, and he didn't like to wear clothes. He wore one and took off the other. When this photo was taken, he was still angry with his grandfather. He said that he would spend his life naked."

This is to shake out his old background.

Yao Liang glanced at Zhang Yiwen, and saw that his face was blushing, probably because he was embarrassed to laugh so wildly in front of the old man, and forced to hold back his smile.

Yao Liang raised his eyebrows, he could have predicted how this person would laugh at him, and while the two were laughing, he immediately took the album away and put it back where it was.

"It's getting late, you have to go to class tomorrow, so Xiaowen will wrong you and Yao Yao tonight."

The old man patted the back of Zhang Yiwen's hand with a loving look. Zhang Yiwen smiled and replied that there was no problem. If you don't know it, you must think that Zhang Yiwen is the grandson of the old man.

After the confession, the old man returned to the room, and Yao Liang asked Zhang Yiwen to follow him into the room.

Yao Liang's room was not too small, but it was full of things. If Zhang Yiwen wanted to sleep on the floor, he might have to sleep with his legs hugged, but Yao Liang's bed was rather big, and it was not impossible to squeeze.

But here comes the problem, who will squeeze into the bed with someone who has feelings, and the point is that this feeling is still two-way, lonely and widowed, who knows what will happen.

Yao Liang was struggling, but Zhang Yiwen sat down on his bed first.

"Grandma didn't mean to let us squeeze."

Zhang Yiwen's tone was very normal, as if the two of them were just good buddies squeezed together on the bed, as if he had forgotten that he and this good buddy had almost kissed each other.

Yao Liang felt a little depressed when he thought of this, so he thought that was fine, anyway, he didn't care, and he didn't need to think so much.

He turned off the light, let Zhang Yiwen sleep in, and slept outside by himself.

Yao Liang wanted to sleep, but the man next to him was fine, he just looked at Yao Liang and didn't speak, which made Yao Liang unable to sleep.

"Look what I'm doing."

"Wondering if you suddenly say hot and have to take off your clothes."

It seems that this matter cannot pass.

"Do you have something to ask me?"

Yao Liang recently felt that the speed of talking with Zhang Yiwen was getting faster and faster.

But he did have questions to ask Zhang Yiwen.

"How did you figure it out?"

"Someone you like."

Yao Liang asked a question, thought for a while, and added another sentence.

These two sentences cannot be considered a complete sentence, but Zhang Yiwen understood it. He imitated Yao Liang, straightened his head and looked at the ceiling.

"When that schoolgirl confessed to me, I asked her why she liked me, but she didn't answer. She thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't come up with a reason."

"While I was waiting for the student's answer, I saw him, and my first reaction was to catch up with him. Of course, I didn't do that, but my mind was full of him, and I tried to think about other things , but it’s completely useless, he’s still in my mind.”

"To be honest, he's not my type. I like rosy white. He's a little yellow. I like big eyes, but his eyes are slender. I like fleshy ones. He's completely naked. A few taels of meat."

After Yao Liang heard this, he wanted to roll his eyes and give it to Zhang Yiwen. Does anyone say that about someone he likes?

"I've heard people say that there's no reason to like someone, but when I think of him, I can list a whole page of reasons, so tell me, do I like him?"

Yao Liang was still looking at Zhang Yiwen with contempt, but he turned his head suddenly and looked at Yao Liang seriously.

Yao Liang's expression almost didn't adjust well. He wanted to avoid his gaze, but Zhang Yiwen's gaze was like the gaze at Yao Liang's house that day. It was so hot that people couldn't avoid it. , Heartbeats are intertwined with each other.

Yao Liang's Adam's apple moved invisibly, and his whole body felt like it was going to burn.

"What's the name of the song you played to me today?"

Yao Liang's answer was not the same as Zhang Yiwen's question, and they both meant the same thing even though they were not on the same topic.

This sentence seemed to be a button to accelerate the explosion, causing the temperature in the room between the two to continue to rise.

How could it be possible not to know the song, why not know the meaning of the song, why not know what the man was talking about when he listened to that song, but what Yao Liang wanted was an exact answer, from Zhang Yiwen's mouth, the exact answer Answer.

But Zhang Yiwen only looked at him. Zhang Yiwen's eyes were bright and deep, but they were not bottomless. They could be seen clearly at a glance, but Yao Liang felt that as long as he was looked at by these eyes, he would lose his heart. Reason is like the temptation of evil spirits.

Zhang Yiwen's lips moved, but he only uttered a plain sentence:

"Why don't you ask questions that you don't answer, go to sleep."

The evil spirit issued a temptation, and at the moment Yao Liang was about to accept it, he withdrew the temptation again, as if pouring a plate of cold water on Yao Liang's head, all the heat dissipated in an instant.