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

Chen Yici had nothing to do when he was idle, so he installed the bamboo house by the way. Zuo Zhu was almost finished, but because there was no one living there, it was dusty.

Chen Yici brought a basin of water and wiped the furniture in the house twice.

After he finished wiping, he looked around and felt that everything was fine, but something seemed to be missing.

It seems too deserted.

He thought about making the house a little bit messy, which looked more smoky, and was about to get up after finishing, but he still felt that something was missing.

But he couldn't think of it for a while, so he got up and left the house.

Chen Yici lived here for almost a month, and almost forgot to return to his original world.

One day he finished tidying up the bamboo house and was about to go home to tidy up the house. When he got home, he heard people's voices, the smell of his mother cooking vegetables from the kitchen, and his father was sawing wood in the backyard and measuring the size.

He walked into the kitchen and handed his mother a plate to help: "Why did you come back all of a sudden?"

He remembered that the whole family had a good time after arriving in the new world.

Lan Xiaoling noticed his slight limp, and swept his brows.

A keenness from being a mother allowed her to capture the unusual flushed eye corners.

She withdrew her hand calmly, took the plate and said, "You are all here, why are we staying there?"

Chen Yici didn't expect this to be the reason, a little warmth came to his heart, and he said embarrassedly: "Oh."

His mother hated iron and steel, and looked at the smiles between her brows and eyes, and glanced at her son who had been wiped out: "You have been away for so many days, and Wumao is calling every day."

Chen Yici just woke up like a dream, and he felt that there was something missing in the bamboo house. It turned out to be his cat.

It would be much cooler without cats.

He hurriedly asked, "Is the cat okay?"

His mother gave him a blank look: "I still remember your cat, I brought it to you, and it's running wild outside."

He hurriedly ran to the backyard, and sure enough, before he had time to call out, he saw a black shadow rushing into his arms.

Wumao huddled around in his arms, and the usually arrogant cat was so clingy, it meowed at him, and it was obvious that it missed him too.

He carried the cat back to his mother and asked, "Have you brought the cat food and cat toys?"

Wumao was raised extensively at first, just like a small rural cat. Later, when a big family came, they spoiled Wumao so much that they were raised as pet cats.

His mother said: "Bring it, what's the matter?"

Chen Yici stroked its fur and said, "I want to build a nest for it, in Zuo Zhu's house."

His mother:……

Okay, it's not over when people are abducted, now even the cats are gone.

It seems that the whole family is also planning to come back to live for a period of time, and they have brought everything back with them.

Chen Yici really missed them a little bit, and after the meal everyone digested in the yard.

Chen Zhizhi blinked, and suddenly pointed to the sky: "What is that?"

Everyone followed its gaze.

In the corner of the sky, there is a rainbow, which is looming, and it is easy to miss it if you don't look carefully.

Lan Xiaoling blinked, and the rest of the people also looked at the sky in amazement.

Chen Zhizhi was so surprised that he uttered a damn sentence: "What is that?"

Chen Yici turned to look at his brother. Although he rarely saw rainbows, he was not so surprised: "Rainbow, haven't you seen it?"

Chen Zhizhi took a deep breath and said excitedly, "I know it's a rainbow, but the question is, why the hell is there a rainbow?!"

In this world, perennial storms and violent sandstorms are already the norm, and the weather is considered very good if the sun is out.

The rainbow is a good weather that can only exist in legends. They have lived here for hundreds of years, but they have never seen it.

The probability of seeing a rainbow is even smaller than seeing the sun and the moon in the same sky.

His parents got up from their seats one after another, his grandfather hurriedly put down the thermos, and asked Chen Yici to help him stand up slowly.

Several people closed their eyes to the sky and prayed devoutly.

Chen Yici looked at the devout people, scratched his head, looked at the faintly visible streaks of color in the sky, and said, "Maybe... the god is in a good mood today."

Chen Yici returned to the main hall with the cat in his arms. Wu Mao was not close to Zuo Zhu, but he had a great time playing with the fluttering petals in the main hall, and had a great time playing in the pink sky.

Chen Yici went to the bamboo house, put fifty cents of things in the room, and carefully made a nest for him.

As soon as he made the bed, Zuo Zhu came over from the outside, holding Wumao in his arms.

After getting along for a while, Wu Mao wasn't so afraid of Zuo Zhu after all, but his paws were trembling a little bit at the pink petals on Zuo Zhu's sleeve.

Zuo Zhu looked at the movements of his hands: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yici spread out the cat bed and took out a small blanket: "Make a cat bed at your—my—our house."

After turning three corners in one sentence, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Mao Mao turned to look at the two in doubt, but couldn't understand what they said, so she turned and went to pick her new nest again.

Wumao is not very home-loving, and loves to run around in the village to tease the little wild cats. He has nothing to do with the new environment, but is very excited.

It can be seen that he is quite satisfied with his new nest, and he rubbed around in it.

Chen Yici looked at the cat's nest and felt that it was quite complete.

The two let the cat roll around in the nest, Chen Yici said to Zuo Zhu: "Have you eaten yet, let me cook for you."

The kitchen hadn't been used at all, Zuo Zhu usually ate without desires, no different from a fairy drinking dew, except when Chen Yici was around.

After the fire was turned on, the kitchen was filled with smoke and smoke, and the clanging of pots and pans was pleasant to the ear.

Zuo Zhu wanted to give him a hand, but he took the lettuce leaves and picked them slowly for about half an hour.

Chen Yici teased helplessly: "Fifty cents is better than you in choosing vegetables."

He said so, but he didn't rush to take the vegetables from Zuo Zhu's hand, he let him choose the vegetables one by one in a novel way, the meat in his hand had already been cut, and he simply propped his head to admire Zuo Zhu's side face.

He didn't know who said on TV before that "falling in love is a process of two people enjoying and wasting time together".

He didn't quite understand it before, but now that he saw Zuo Zhu, he suddenly understood it.

The meal that could have been cooked in half an hour now took two hours, but he didn't think it was a long time at all.

He put the food on the table and added cat food to the cat.

It was getting dark outside the window, and the wind was chilly. Two people and a cat were eating in the room.

After eating, the two sat in the bamboo forest and took a walk to digest food. After walking for a while, it was getting dark.

They didn't know how to walk, so they sat down, and Chen Yici sat in Zuo Zhu's arms while sitting.

The moonlight shone on the bamboo leaves, reflecting Chen Yici's low panting and reddish eyes.

Chen Yici originally planned to take a walk and go back to wash the dishes. Somehow, the situation turned out like this. To prevent things from getting worse than he imagined, he gently pushed Zuo Zhu away: "It's time to go back, there are still a bunch of them at home. Where's the bowl?"

Zuo Zhu let him go, as if fulfilling his wish, let people walk in front of him and fled back home.

Along the way, Chen Yici recovered quite a bit, and he was completely normal when he returned home, and he almost forgot about being in the bamboo forest. When he was rolling up his sleeves and preparing to wash the dishes, he was caught off guard and hugged sideways.

He blinked, looked at the expressionless and calm person, his ears turned red immediately: "I...I haven't washed the dishes yet."

Zuo Zhu turned a corner with him in his arms, tilted his head to the ground, looked at their innocent Wumao and nodded: "The Wumao can be washed."

Chen Yici;...

Wumao tilted his head and meowed.

Meow meow meow?

It doesn't understand, so it simply doesn't want to understand, gracefully recovering as usual, walking on catwalks, intending to rub half of the quilt in Chen Yici's room.

But before reaching the door, the door was slammed shut in front of it with a bang.

It was furious, and patted the door a few times with its cat ears sideways, like a betrayed cat.

Accompanied by the sound of meowing, the house is full of beauty.

Zuo Zhu always took into account that Chen Yici was still injured, so he didn't torment him too much.

But it was enough for Chen Yici.

He buried his head in the pillow, and for the first time felt that it was a wrong decision for him to sleep with someone next to him last night.

The next day I fell asleep again until noon.

There was no one around for a long time, but there was still a glass of warm water, the temperature was just right.

He drank water and walked out the door. When he passed by the old man, he heard the old man muttering incomprehensibly: "My lord came to the hall in the last two days, why is it more than ten, twenty, ten minutes late."

Chen Yici took a sip of water guiltily, feeling like a guilty concubine who was let by the king from now on, slipping away from him.

Walking into the main hall, seeing Zuo Zhu frowning slightly, he secretly admired it through the pillars for a while, not wanting to disturb him, and was about to leave, but was stopped by a cold voice:

"come over."

He walked over obediently and sat down beside him.

Zuo Zhu glanced at him from the scroll: "Why don't you sleep more?"

Chen Yici complained in a low voice dissatisfied: "It's already noon."

Zuo Zhu smiled lightly, and Chen Yici gave him a complaining look.

He had the right to read the text on the slip that he couldn't understand at all, and he would read it if he felt bored, so he secretly read Zuo Zhu, but he didn't think the time was too much.

After several volumes were corrected, Zuo Zhu stopped writing, and carried the figure into his arms like a rabbit.

Chen Yici also held the hot water cup like a rabbit, and tilted his head: "Don't change it?"

Zuo Zhu hummed: "A break."

Chen Yici resented him, and he put his arms around him: "Don't, you continue to change, I will feel guilty if you don't change all of a sudden."

Like it stopped because of him.

Zuo Zhu lightly rested his head on his shoulder, and said perfunctorily, "I'm tired."

Chen Yici: ...

I didn't see you tired for two hours last night.

Chen Yici picked up water and rubbed his arm: "There was a rainbow yesterday, did you see it?"

Zuo Zhu hummed: "I see."

After a while, he said again: "There will be some in the future."

Chen Yici stared at him seriously for a while, then nodded vigorously.

The two walked to the bamboo grove and sat down. Chen Yici, as usual, rested his head on his hands, tilted his head and listened to him playing the piano for himself.

The familiar tune came to his ears, Chen Yici listened to it for a while, then tilted his head: "It's Little Xingxing."

Chen Yici couldn't help humming along, and his voice gradually became louder.

The sound of bamboo leaves fluttered slightly, and with the melody of singing and piano sounds, the whole bamboo forest seemed to be in time with the song.

After the song was over, Chen Yici looked up at the sky.

His left hand was gently held, and there was a tickle in the palm of his hand.

Zuo Zhu stopped playing the piano, gently took his hand, and drew a five-pointed star on his palm.

There was a long and distant cry of white geese from a distance, accompanied by the sound of birds flapping their wings from far to near.

A burst of white geese circled in the sky.

Chen Yici couldn't help standing up and looking up at the sky.

The originally disorganized white geese gradually formed a shape in the sky as if someone directed them.

Chen Yici looked at the sky in surprise: "Is that... a star?"

Bai Yan made a five-pointed star in the sky.

The sky is full of white geese, and the breeze is circling in the ears.

Zuo Zhu hugged the man from behind, resting his head lightly on his shoulder: "The stars are here."

Chen Yici turned his head, put his palms lightly on Zuo Zhu's, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lover's left eye.

Also in your eyes.

--THAN--

The author has something to say: It's over, thank you for your company, and there will be two extra episodes later.