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跟狗吵架No.1——叶思染

Holding an ice cream in each of his left and right hands, Sang Yintian followed Ye Siran out of the supermarket in the college.The lecture ended only at 3 p.m., and Sang Yintian didn't want to go back to the studio so early.He forcefully asked Ye Siran to take him around the entire Conservatory of Music, and occasionally met a few small fans in the corridor of the garden, and deliberately took Ye Siran together for a group photo.

No one would reject two handsome guys, let alone Sang Yintian.After eating the last bite of ice cream, he stretched lazily, leaned back, and fell on Ye Siran's chest.Sang Yintian had never been so relaxed like now, he sniffed, half-closed one eye to look at the clouds above his head.

The weather at this time was not as good as it was at noon, the sun was blocked by thick clouds, and the wind that passed by was still hot.

"Siran, I don't want to go back to the studio so early... I want to stay with you for a while longer." Sang Yintian closed his eyes and showed a very satisfied expression. "By the way, do you have any other music theory lessons this afternoon?"

"No." Ye Siran took out his phone and glanced at the class schedule. On the calendar, there were only art lectures that had ended. "It's all tomorrow afternoon's class...why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Siran, why don't you take me out to play." Sang Yintian opened his eyes, stood up straight and turned to look at Ye Siran, "I've been in Xicheng for so long, and I've never had a good time shopping. You are a local, you must know a lot of interesting and interesting places."

"The fun place..." Ye Siran really didn't know.But there is one place worth remembering. "There's a place that might not be fun. But I've lived there since I was a kid, want to see it?"

"Didn't you live in the current villa when you were a child? Where did you live then?"

Ye Siran smiled lightly and shook his head. "An old neighborhood."

In the sixth month after he was born, he was sent back to Ye Wanlu by his mother from abroad.At that time, they hadn't moved into the current detached villa, but lived in a certain community close to the urban area.The neighbors are a couple over 6 years old. The old lady can play the piano and likes to sit in the rocking chair with Ye Siran in her arms and tell stories in the afternoon.

So at that time, the first word Ye Siran learned was "grandma", and the second word was "bad old man".

But later, when they moved, Ye Siran fell ill and never went back.So Sang Yintian just mentioned it, and Ye Sizan subconsciously thought of the old community.He suddenly let out a long sigh, his eyes were a little red, and his hands were hanging limply beside his trouser legs. "It's been so long... I don't know grandpa and grandma..."

"Don't think about it, if they know that you are so tall now, they will be very happy." Sang Yintian stretched out his hand and pinched Ye Siran's neck, and the hand that took the ice cream penetrated into his body with a cool feeling skin. "car key."

"What?" Ye Sizan was stunned for half a second.

"To make an exception today, I'll be your full-time driver." Sang Yintian touched Ye Siran's calf with his toe, and straightened his black suit. "There are not many opportunities like this, handsome Ye, cherish it." The next second, Sang Yintian began to fiddle with it, and took out the car keys from Ye Siran's pocket.

Ye Siran was stunned all the way, and had completely forgotten how she was pushed all the way to the underground parking lot by Sang Yintian, and how she was forced into the co-pilot, so that when the car left the Conservatory of Music and drove into the viaduct, Ye Siran Ran's mouth was still wide open.

In the next second, Sang Yintian threw a piece of fructose into his mouth. "Hey, we're already on the elevated road, are you sure you don't want to turn on the navigation?"

Ye Siran coughed a few times now, and was about to take out her mobile phone to search for the location of the old community.It's just that it's been too long, Ye Siran has long forgotten what the name of the neighborhood is, but he only remembers the long street at the gate of the neighborhood, which is called "Century Avenue".

[Start navigation for you now, the destination—Xicheng Century Avenue. 】

"Century Avenue?" There is no community with such a strange name.Sang Yintian glanced at the person sitting in the co-pilot out of the corner of his eye.

"Well, the name of that neighborhood... I can't remember. But as long as I get there, I can find the building we lived in when we were young." Ye Siran picked his fingertips and leaned his head against the car window superior.

Sang Yintian played light music on purpose, the car window was half open, and Xia Feng slid across his chest.After getting off the elevated road, they passed through a section of the downtown area. The waiting time for the traffic lights was relatively long. Sang Yintian stopped and looked at the surrounding buildings.

This is like an old city, and the height of the building complex is generally low.Occasionally, the conversations of pedestrians passing by are all in the dialect of Xicheng.Sang Yintian couldn't understand, so he had to wink at Ye Siran. "Siran, are you coming soon?"

Ye Siran glanced at the phone's navigation, and then opened the car window to look left and right. "Come on, turn right at the intersection ahead and you'll be Century Avenue. But...the place has changed a lot. I remember that when I was young, there were wastelands on both sides of us. Every time it rained, the road was covered with muddy water...now So many buildings have already been built.”

Ye Siran's eyes sank, and soon returned to normal.

"Idiot, you have been away from here for more than ten years, how can you be so well-informed." The red light entered the final 9-second countdown, Sang Yintian tapped the accelerator lightly, and continued to drive forward according to the guidance of the navigation with.After turning right at the next intersection, the navigation finally reminded them that they had reached their final destination.

"Is it here?"

"Well, it's quite similar." Ye Siran untied the seat belt wrapped around her body, and looked at the shops on both sides of the road from time to time. "There doesn't seem to be a dedicated parking lot nearby, or else, just park on the side of the road."

"Alright." Sang Yintian nodded and prepared to park the car on the side of the road, and gradually slowed down the car with the right turn signal.

There are only two lanes on the streets of the old town, and once more cars pass by, the intersection will become more and more crowded.Fortunately, they picked a suitable time today, at least they could find an empty parking space on the side of the road.After parking the car, Sang Yintian stood on the sidewalk next to Ye Siran.

A roar pierced the summer sky.

"It seems to be raining soon." Ye Siran put the phone back into his trouser pocket, raised his head and frowned, "Isn't it, is our luck so bad? It's only been 5 minutes since we got off the car..." Ye Siran Looking around again, apart from a bunch of snack shops, there is not even a supermarket. "Oops, there's nowhere to buy an umbrella here..."

"Why panic, I have."

"You have?" Ye Siran looked down at Sang Yintian's two empty hands, with a look of surprise.

Sang Yintian didn't pay much attention, just bent down to open the trunk and took out the black umbrella, turned his head and smiled at Ye Siran, "Honestly speaking, you should really be lucky that you have such an excellent boyfriend like me."

"Really?" Ye Siran took the umbrella in his hand and took his hand again. "Unexpectedly, my boyfriend can still predict the future?"

"Then you're flattering me somewhat. I just saw the weather forecast yesterday."

"Fool." Ye Siran raised his arm, as if to push Sang Yintian's back. "It turns out that great artists sometimes don't understand romance."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain began to pour down.For a moment, the entire Long Street was shrouded in a thin layer of mist.Sang Yintian saw several children running and jumping, laughing non-stop in the rain.

"Hey, Siran, look over there."

"What's wrong?" Ye Siran was lowering his head to help Sang Yintian roll up his trouser legs, he raised his head when he heard the sound, and followed Sang Yintian's gaze.Seeing the children running in the rain clearly, I couldn't help but rolled my eyes with a smile. "Don't tell me, when you see a few of them, you think of me when I was a child."

"Smart." Sang Yintian smiled a few times with the corners of his mouth tilted, and then tilted the umbrella in his hand to Ye Siran's side. Soon, part of his left shoulder was wet from the rain, and his chest became wet Fluttering.

"How about this, Sang Sang, let me tell you a secret again, a secret that even my brother doesn't know." Ye Siran stood up, wrapped his arms around Sang Yintian's waist, and gently pulled, Sang Yintian Yintian stuck it on Ye Siran's body, and the distance between them got closer, and even the passers-by looked back a few more times.

But Ye Siran didn't care at all, he bent slightly, "Look at that." Ye Siran stretched out his hand and pointed to an early morning shop on the side of the street.

"When I was young, I stole steamed stuffed buns from their house, and I was caught on the spot... Then I started crying and crying... The owner of the store was probably annoyed by my crying, and couldn't stand it anymore. So he gave me two more buns, and told me to cry when I go home." Ye Siran turned his face to look at him, and the two small moles under the corners of his eyes could always attract Sang Yintian's attention instantly at any time .

Before Sang Yintian could speak, Ye Siran tilted his head again, pointing from the early shop to the old clothing store next door. "There is also the clothing store next door. The owner is a woman who likes to wear dark lipstick. She also raised two little puppies, one of which is black and looks a bit ugly. Anyway, I don't like it."

"And then?" Sang Yintian listened very carefully. Under the rain, the noise of the children on the side of the road became more and more indistinct, and it was almost hard to hear clearly.

"Then I quarreled with it across the street..." Ye Siran's voice was very low, probably because he felt really ashamed, turned his head and scratched his ears, and laughed a few times. "It was barking across the road, and I was barking in my brother's arms."

Arguing with a dog is indeed Ye Siran.

"Uh..." Sang Yintian held back for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help it, turned around and buried his whole face on Ye Siran's shoulder, tears streaming from his eyes. "Hahaha... Ye Siran, I didn't expect you to be so cute when you were a child. Then, what's next?"

"And then..." Ye Siran raised his face slightly, took a breath and pretended to be mysterious.

Because the law and order in the old city was not good more than ten years ago, there was no time to install cameras on many street corners, and many dog ​​dealers in neighboring cities would show up with nets at night.Ye Siran remembered that at that time, in the middle of the night, he would always be woken up by the hoarse and mournful voices in the alley.

Until later, there was really only another little milk dog left in that clothing store.Ye Wanlu would hug him and say, "Don't worry, I probably couldn't bother you, so I hid it." Since then, Ye Siran often stood across the road in a daze, as if waiting for something.

It's just that Ye Siran didn't intend to tell Sang Yintian about this.He sniffed, turned his face sideways, and the tip of his nose lightly touched Sang Yintian's eye socket, "You can guess the rest, I won't tell you—"

"Uh..." Sang Yintian raised his hand and tapped him on the back.Thinking that he was deliberately making himself happy, he didn't ask any more questions. "Then, do you still remember where we are going next?"

"I remember. Fortunately, after so many years, I still remember these two stores... Let's go, walk another 100 meters, and you should be able to see the gate of the community."

Sang Yintian straightened his slightly wrinkled collar, and gave a soft "hmm". "Eh, wait—"

"What's wrong?" Ye Siran turned his head and watched Sang Yintian take out his portable drawing board from the trunk again.He even stuffed a few paintbrushes into the pocket of his suit jacket, regardless of whether it would stain his clothes.

"It's hard to come to the place where you lived when you were young. I want to find a chance to draw him. In the future... I will give it to you as a gift." Sang Yintian smiled, and gently stroked the broken temples with his right hand Hair, he stuffed the drawing board into Ye Sizan's hand, reached out and tied his hair again. "Okay, let's go."

Ye Siran hummed, and held Sang Yintian's hand tightly.He wanted to ask Sang Yintian countless times, obviously you are so good and have a bright future, and a person like me is a dispensable passer-by, why do you still reach out to me.

Thinking of this, Ye Siran subconsciously exerted a little strength, and clasped his fingers tightly around his wrist.

"Siran, you are too strong, it hurts me..." Sang Yintian stopped, frowning slightly.

Only then did Ye Siran wake up, and quickly let go of her hand, held up Sang Yintian's hand with a distressed face, and rubbed it gently a few times. "I'm sorry, I was just distracted. Does it still hurt..."

"Siran, do you have something you want to tell me?"

"It's all right... I was really distracted just now." Ye Siran made an ugly smile, "Really, I didn't lie to you."

Sang Yintian nodded, shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the big iron gate a few meters away.The red rust is a bit dazzling, and even the lock on the iron door is still a chain lock that was commonly used more than ten years ago.The access control time of the community is posted on the stone wall next to it.

An old lady with gray hair stood inside the door, holding a rainbow umbrella, looking at the intersection from time to time.Seeing someone approaching at the gate of the community, the old lady took two steps forward while supporting the wall, trying to see the person's face clearly.

"Excuse me, is it... is it Xiao, Xiaoran?" The old lady's voice was hoarse with a very urgent breath.

Ye Siran's back stiffened suddenly, and he turned around slowly.Sang Yintian took the umbrella and drawing board in his hand, and followed them with his eyes.

"Xiaoran, really...really you are back..."

Ye Siran's nose suddenly became sore, and he rushed into the rain without hesitation.Finally hugged the old lady under the eaves, tears welled up in an instant.The rain lines smudged on Sang Yintian's drawing board, soaking the sketch paper.

Sang Yintian smiled, and stood under another roof, using a brush to outline the figure of the reunion.