spring dream

050

Yin Yuefang's lower abdomen was slightly protruding, and she still couldn't stay idle. She stood in the main hall holding a handkerchief and directing her people to do things. If she couldn't be too busy, she asked Lu Xiaozhao to call Lu Ran. If she couldn't figure it out, she just raised her head on her hips and pointed at her A voice shouted from the second floor: "Master Xiao, condescend to come downstairs to help."

Standing in front of the red fence was a man, all in black, with a little longer hair than before, and the two stripes on the side of the ears were no longer visible, making him feel inaccessible no longer.He stared at the stage in the middle of the main hall, sipped a plastic stick of lollipop between his lips, his wrist rested on the railing, and his protruding wrist bones were thin and sharp.

Hearing someone calling him, Xiao Er's deep eyes gathered some light, his long eyelashes raised, he straightened up, and walked towards the stairs on the right.

Lu Xiaozhao hadn't seen Xiao E like this for a long time, and he repeated the same words for the fourth time: "Master Xiao, the third valve, what are you doing with the handle on the electrical box?" The second valve faces upwards and is turned at a ninety-degree angle.

Lu Ran sighed, and helped someone down the ladder: "Okay, there is Sister Fang in the teahouse, don't worry, go home and rest for two days."

The snow just fell a few days ago, and the winter scenery of the courtyard is the same as before, full of whiteness, only the red plum tree in front of the east wing is decorated with a few touches of bright colors, the pond is frozen, and the lotus pictures on the tiles are thin. Under a layer of ice looming.

The ferret scraped open the haystack, sniffed its nose, and bit a raisin that fell out of nowhere. Xiaoer bent down and picked it up, holding his front paw with one hand, pried open its teeth, and replaced the raisin with a Boiled chicken breast.

"You really dare to eat anything." The little guy was put on Xiao Er's shoulder, obediently rubbing against his master's face.

Lu Ran took the vegetable sink and watered the green plants in the three houses respectively. He turned his head and saw a lump sitting on the stone chair. He walked around and stared: "Boss Xiao, your aesthetic is really touching. If you don’t wear a whole cabinet of trendy brands, what kind of leather monkeys do you wear?”

Xiao Er glanced at him sideways: "I'm old and afraid of the cold."

Lu Ran let out a "huh" voice, put down the basin, and sat next to him: "You have a long life? Last year, you were so majestic. You dare to go to the boxing gym to fight in a single suit and drink the northwest wind."

"Isn't it forbidden to smoke?" Xiao Er retracted his hands and raised his legs, "It feels like the blood is frozen."

Lu Ran quickly took out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and smiled like a thief: "While no one is here, how about a cigarette?"

Xiao Er straightened his body and shook his head solemnly: "No, I won't smoke if I'm not around."

"Tch." Lu Ran shrugged, bit the cotton at the end of the cigarette, and touched the lighter, "What are you pretending to be reserved for?"

Xiao Er turned his face away and yelled at the kitchen: "Lu Xiaozhao, your brother is smoking again!"

The sound almost touched Lu Ran's ear, and he was so scared that he dropped his cigarette, and slowly squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Fuck... trough?"

"Lu Ran!" Lu Xiaozhao shook his wet hands and ran out of the kitchen. The pattern of the apron on his waist was a cartoon version of Samoyed, which Lu Ran bought, "You still dare to smoke, and how many cigarettes have you smoked?!"

"No... I, I didn't." Lu Ran gritted his teeth at Xiao E, pointed at him, and said to Lu Xiaozhao, "He instigated it."

"Master Xiao is in charge." Lu Xiaozhao put his hands on his hips, "I'll take care of you, bring it!"

Holding it in both hands, he turned in the cigarette pack and lighter, Lu Ran rested his chin, tapped his index finger on the table, and looked at Xiao Er with a smirk on his face: "Happy?"

Xiao Er raised half of his eyebrows: "It's different after confirming the relationship. I dare to call you by your first name."

Lu Ran took the ferret, put it on his lap, pinched its little paws, and said in a casual tone: "When will you bring Wen Qi back?"

As expected, without hearing the answer, Lu Ran grabbed two handfuls of the ferret's pink belly: "If you don't pick it up, you don't plan to visit him?"

"Let's pass some time." Xiao Er grabbed the monkey's collar and covered his side face, he didn't know where to look, "Aunt Lan won't allow Wen Qi to see me in a short time, I can only wait. "

wait.One word, Lu Ran seems to have suddenly recalled it, and looked at Xiao E with complicated eyes: "Master Xiao, you are very scheming?"

Xiao Er smiled slightly, remained silent, and looked at the scattered red spots in the distance.

"Wen Qi has no memory, just like a blank piece of paper, so you preconceived it and painted on it to make him trust you and rely on you." Lu Ran paused, "I fell in love with you just to take a gamble."

"You have no position to ask for someone with Uncle Wen and Aunt Lan." Lu Ran said "tsk", "You want Wen Qi to come back to you on his own initiative."

"But I also have concerns." Xiao Er did not deny it, his voice was very soft, and he closed his eyelids slightly after speaking, his brows were still sharp, but he looked tired.

"You are afraid that Wen Qi will blame you and hate you when he thinks about the past, when you think of you abandoning him and running away alone." Lu Ran continued, "Even, I don't want to see you again."

Xiao Er's head was heavy, and a piece of back teeth was clenched. Half a day later, he raised his head and sucked his frozen red nose: "I will do my best to do for Wen Qi and for myself."

The smell of food wafted out of the kitchen, Lu Xiaozhao wiped his hands on the apron, and asked them to call grandpa to eat together.The last words Lu Ran heard before getting up seemed to exhaust all the strength of the person next to him. When he looked at Xiao Er, the other person had already walked towards the main room, melting into the usual fireworks.

"I have no regrets."

Stewed tofu with cabbage that is not greasy, just two bites, full.Xiao Er put down the bowl, watched the current affairs news with the old man for a while, then returned to the East Wing, and closed the doors and windows lightly.

The slippers at the door, the towels in the bathroom, and the toothbrush and toothpaste are all newly bought, and Wen Qi also has a copy.When Xiao Er changed his shoes, he would think, what Wen Qi wears at home, is this pair he bought?When I wash my face, I think, the red towels are specially chosen, if Wen Qi uses it once, will he miss himself once?When I was brushing my teeth, I thought again, I have chosen two flavors of toothpaste for Wen Qi, will he use the orange flavor first, or the mint flavor?

My mind is full, full of Wen Qi, and there is not an inch of space to fill in other things.Xiao Er lay on the bed tiredly, smelling the smell of Wen Qi. He turned over and rubbed the corner of his mouth against the pillow towel. It was soft, like Wen Qi's lips, and warm under the quilt, like Wen Qi's hug. He opened his eyes, as if You can see Wen Qi's face, and see him breathing regularly on his chest, so dependent and soft.

Xiao Er covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and exhaled in frustration.After half a month of separation, I miss Wen Qi more and more every day. I really overestimated myself. At first I thought I would be able to survive for half a year in safety.

He stuffed his right hand under the pillow, trying to fall asleep, when his fingertips touched a hard object, he froze for a while, propped up his upper body and moved the pillow away, and there was a hard-covered notebook with an old style underneath.Xiao Er recognized that it was uniformly distributed by the school when he was in school, took it home and threw it into the desk drawer, and never touched it again.

Puzzled, he spread out the notebook, flipped through a few blank pages, paused his hand, and a line of pencil writing crooked like a dog crawled, unexpectedly appeared in his field of vision, which made Xiaoer unable to restrain himself, and his eyes burned.

Between the papers, there is a dry and faded cherry blossom. Xiao Er seems to be able to see through this flower and this line of words. When he sees Wen Qi dressed in red, sitting in front of the window and holding a pen, writing this sentence earnestly, Qing Jun back.

-Next spring, I still want to tie red strings and pick flower petals with you.