The style of painting is different, but it is better to be strong

The leaves of the two big maple trees in front of the door have all fallen, and the temperature has dropped sharply in the past two weeks, as cold as winter.

Chen Yici is afraid of the cold, and has installed a heater at home for the past few days.

Wumao was the first user, and he huddled together by the stove. From time to time, he felt that the heat was not enough, so he jumped to Chen Yici's lap to urge him to add more firewood.

Chen Yici spent the past few days as if it were winter, hugging the cat as a hand warmer, being so suffocated by the warmth of the flames that he nestled in front of the stove all day, as if hibernating.

That day, he was sitting in the house as usual, and when he was about to fall asleep in a drowsy state, there was a muffled sound outside the door.

The cat in his arms was startled suddenly and jumped off his lap.

This kind of sound was very familiar to Chen Yici, who had broken bowls several times. He lifted the blanket and stood up to open the door.

Sure enough, another pile of bowls was broken at the door, and his brother coughed with a guilty face: "It's not me."

Chen Yici swept up the debris with a broom and let people in.

As soon as his brother saw Wumao wrapping himself up in front of the stove, he immediately picked him up and hugged him rua to rua.

Chen Yici cooked a meal for him and brought it to him, and asked him where the others were.

Chen Zhizhi hasn't eaten Chen Yici's food for a long time. Although his mother also cooks it, the taste is far worse than Chen Yici's.

"At home, I came here first. It took them two days to come, and the bugs in the system and the world were fixed. It's not stable yet."

Chen Yici offered him extra food: "Where's Zuo Zhu?"

Should be quite busy.

Sure enough, Chen Zhizhi swallowed his food and said:

"I can't spare this time, I have to wait, but he asked me to bring you something."

After speaking, he took out an envelope from his bag and handed it to Chen Yici.

Chen Yici took it and opened the envelope thinking there was a letter.

The envelope was empty, with no paper, only a bamboo leaf.

He stared at the bamboo leaves for a long time, but he didn't see any tricks. He put the leaves back carefully, not to get wrinkled, and put them under the pillow carefully.

When he walked out, Wumao's hair had been pulled into a mess, and he was looking at him sadly.

Chen Yici went to collect the bowl and asked Chen Zhizhi to bring the medicine for him.

The last time he left in a hurry, he forgot to look at Zuo Zhu's wound. Although it was almost healed the last time he looked at it, he still missed it in his heart.

After the meal, the two walked out of the village one after the other. When passing by several houses in the field, the one who recognized him came out and said hello to Chen Zhizhi.

The people in the village are very familiar with this family, and even asked where Chen Yici went when he disappeared.

After a long time, even Chen Yici became a little confused, he almost couldn't remember whether these people were members of his family or people he knew from another world.

It doesn't matter if it's wrong or messy, everyone will continue to spend the next, next, and next Mid-Autumn Festival together.

With Chen Zhizhi's visit, more and more people came after each visit in the past two days, and the repair progress seems to have made a lot of progress.

His grandfather came back with him on the first trip, and his mother followed him on the second trip. When Chen Yici returned home one day, there were already a crowd of people around the stove in his house.

There are also a lot of snacks and desserts around, as if it is going to be a festival.

His father was still holding a few ribbons in his hand. People who are used to handling machinery in daily life would seem to be helpless with the soft ribbons, and almost got themselves entangled.

Down the delicate pink belt is a cardboard box.

Chen Yici glanced around, puzzled and asked: "Is there a holiday?"

"Yeah, isn't your birthday tomorrow?" His mother was kneading a piece of dough.

Chen Yici said ah, and froze in place.

His mother glared at him: "Why, you even forgot your own birthday?"

Chen Yici nodded slowly, and lied, "I remember."

He looked up at the calendar, secretly circled today in his heart, and remembered this day.

He sat down and looked at the buttercream in the piping bag, and squeezed a little flower out.

This is his first birthday.

Every day in the orphanage is the same. Most people don't know when they were born, so naturally they don't have a birthday.

When I grow up, I have already passed the days of wanting to eat birthday cakes, and it is even more impossible to pass them.

The round white cream was delicate and smooth, and Chen Yici carefully squeezed out one after another.

Chen Zhizhi folded the birthday hat that he bought with the cake in half, compared the sizes, and buttoned it to the last one, and put it on Chen Yici's head.

Chen Yici had his birthday for the first time, and when he celebrated his birthday the next day, he was completely passive and was dragged to the birthday cake to ask him to make a wish.

He closed his eyes a little nervously, and when he was nervous, he heard everyone's urging, and the first thought that came to his mind subconsciously was to hope that Zuo Zhu would succeed in everything.

After he made the promise, he felt that this was too general. He had made many wishes like this before when he was a child, hoping that everything would go well and be happy every day, but the older he grew, the harder it was to realize.

The scope is simply too broad.

He thought about it and changed it to hope that Zuo Zhu would be happy when he was with him.

At least this wish may come true through my own efforts.

After opening his eyes, after blowing out the candle, he hastily made up his hope to see Zuo Zhu as soon as possible.

Only after I finished it did I realize that the candle had gone out.

When eating birthday cake, his brother spread cream on his body, at first he only smeared a little bit, and then he wanted to put half a plate of cream on his face.

The good two plates of cakes finally became the weapons for him and his brother to fight each other. In the end, the two were out of breath and covered in cream, just like two elementary school students who had just had a hot fight.

He was going to wash up, and the bathroom was on the other side of the house, so he had to go out the door and across the corridor first.

When he came out of the main room, the evening wind was a bit chilly today, which made him quicken his pace.

He lowered his head and turned up his collar, trying to quickly finish washing and enter the house, but he was caught off guard and bumped into an embrace.

He looked up in surprise.

The man carried the aura of wind and snow on his body, his long hair was hanging down, and he lowered his eyes slightly looking down at him.

Chen Yici said happily, "Why are you here?"

Zuo Zhu's voice was cool and gentle:

"Happy birthday."

Chen Yici did not expect this to be the reason.

Both he and Zuo Zhu knew that it was actually not his birthday, so he thought it was nothing to do, but he didn't expect Zuo Zhu to come here specially.

What surprised him even more than that he had come was that he remembered.

Chen Yici remembered something, chuckled lightly: "Thank you, birthday wishes are quite accurate."

Zuo Zhu raised his eyelids: "What do you want?"

Chen Yici was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I hope to see you as soon as possible."

Zuo Zhu hummed, his voice was very weak, but what he said was deliberately teasing him: "Then if I can't see you today, won't it be ineffective?"

Chen Yici thought for a while, and said seriously: "No, it should work."

"why?"

Chen Yici remembered the small piece of cake he had left for Zuo Zhu, and his eyes lit up: "Because I missed you for a long time today, and there is a high probability that I will dream of you at night, so I have seen you."

When he said this, his eyes were clear, like a good student who was answering a teacher's question, without any other thoughts at all.

Zuo Zhu stared at him for a while, and suddenly felt a little thirsty.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of Chen Yici's mouth with moderate force, and then lightly rubbed his fingertips after touching it.

Chen Yici was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he was going to wash off the cream on his face. Feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, he rubbed it on the corner of the man's mouth where the man had just wiped it.

"Any more?"

The face of the person in front of him was clean, without any trace of cream.

Zuozhu raised his eyelids, stretched out his fingers and wiped his lips, this time the intensity was stronger than last time, and the movement seemed to be deliberately slowed down, the dry fingers touched the warm/soft lips, and finally stopped at the corner of the mouth to wipe For a moment, it seemed to be really wiping off the cream.

"It's gone now."

Chen Yici was foolish, and thanked him very happily.

Zuo Zhu hummed lightly, and seemed to be in a good mood, Chen Yici couldn't see his expression clearly, and subconsciously looked at the weather outside, only then remembered that Zuo Zhu could no longer affect the weather.

He withdrew his gaze and suddenly remembered something: "Wait a minute."

He ran back into the house and brought back a small piece of cake.

His mother tried for a long time to make a birthday cake, but in the end it ended in failure, and the family rushed to the cake shop to order a cake.

The cake is a fruit cake, covered with various fruits, kiwi, strawberries, cantaloupe, etc., but the happy birthday in the middle is made of chocolate, and there are chocolates around it.

He specially cut off that piece for Zuo Zhu, although he was not sure if the other party would come.

Zuo Zhu ate gracefully, taking his time, and didn't get any cream on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Yici kept looking at him, and every time he saw him pick up a fork and look at him, he became eager.

As if he didn't see him looking at him, Zuo Zhu ate the cake unaffected, and only asked after eating, "Does it look good?"

Chen Yici nodded obediently: "It looks good."

Zuo Zhu glanced at him and said nothing.

Chen Yici put the plate back, and the two of them stayed for a while, chatting with each other, most of the time it was Chen Yici who said that he gave all the chickens and ducks in the chicken coop from the neighbor's house. When I came back, I said that Wumao seemed to have gained two catties recently, and it was a bit heavier to hold.

Zuo Zhu just listened, occasionally humming twice, Chen Yici was used to this way of communication between the two of them, and he spoke very vigorously by himself.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of pattering rain gently knocked on the window sill, as if deliberately reminding the chatterers that it was getting late.

Only then did Chen Yici look at the sky slowly, and hesitantly said, "Are you going back?"

The chill was blowing, indicating that it was getting late.

Zuo Zhu stood up, without answering: "Let's go, I'll take you back to the house."

Chen Yici thought that the other party was going to send him back to the house before leaving, he hesitated for a while, stood up reluctantly and walked towards the house.

When he was about to turn around and enter the room to say goodbye to the other party, Chen Yici remembered something:

"By the way, I put all your things in my bedroom for you, why don't you go and see what you want?"

Zuo Zhu followed him into the house with a hum.

The room is small, but it is very full, it looks very warm, and there are two photos on the bedside.

One is a family portrait of him and his family, and the other is a picture of Zuo Zhu sitting by the lake when he went to the park.