in the month you disappeared

"I'm going back in two days."

"I want to visit your hometown."

"If you are free on the weekend, let's go together."

Zheng Xi simply packed his luggage, while Wu Jin looked around the room.

This is the apartment where Zheng Xi and Lu Jun live together.There are a few framed paintings on the wall, which at first glance seem quite childlike.

Wu Jin stepped forward, the painting was painted with colored pens, the coloring was wonderful, and it didn't look like it was drawn by a complete layman.

"Are you watching "The Pigeon in the Well"?" Zheng Xi's voice came.Wu Jin was surprised that she could remember the location of the painting so clearly.

While folding the clothes, Zheng Xi said to himself, "It was drawn when Lu Jun was nine years old, maybe a little earlier. Her birthday is in July, and this painting was only in June when I gave it to me. It's pretty good, nine-year-old little girl." Bastard, the drawing is so beautiful."

Wu Jin was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Yes, it's really good. Where was this painting made?"

"It's in my hometown. That's where we're going, a small town. By the way, look at the bigger one in the middle."

Wu Jin looked up and found the painting, only black and white lines, no color.A child was squatting in the well, watching people outside flying kites, holding hands with big hands.The artistic conception is beautiful, but also a little, a little sad. For some reason, it actually aroused the pain in Wu Jin's heart.

She turned her head away from looking at the painting.

"My parents have always had a good relationship. When I was young, I often saw them coughing and slapping. When Lu Jun showed me this painting, I couldn't understand it. Later..."

"These paintings have been around for a long time." Wu Jin clenched his hands in his pockets, and his tone was a little nervous.

Zheng Xi was slightly embarrassed, and nodded, "I quite like it, so I took it out to have a look, you see, if it wasn't framed, the corners of this painting would be rotten. Hehe, she loved it since she was a child." Painting, I thought she would be a painter."

Wu Jin also smiled, picked up a bag of luggage, "Get ready, let's go!"

Zheng Xi hummed, and finally glanced at the apartment with nostalgia, and clenched the key in the palm of his hand.

Yan Cheng.

Here is where the story begins.

Wu Jin once thought about coming here and being with another person; but after that, she dismissed this idea, and even thinking about it would make her heart ache.Now, when she sets foot on this land with another person, she can't help feeling that the world is unpredictable.

Zheng Xi was still a little homely and timid at first, but when he saw Wu Jin's more dazed appearance than himself, he suddenly felt a little funny.

"Oh, don't be afraid, it seems like I kidnapped you here!" Zheng Xi smiled and walked forward by himself.

Zheng Xi's cousin opened a small flower shop in Yancheng. When he saw his cousin, he was still troubled by his newly grafted variety. He heard the familiar voice say, "Stinky boy, you are beautiful. Where did the shop assistant go? Didn't you scare her away?"

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"What are you! Call me sister!"

"Sister! Woo! You have to help me, this flower makes me ugly when I pick it up."

Wu Jin looked at this cousin playing tricks a little amusedly, but he didn't expect Zheng Xi's family to be quite interesting.

When the cousin saw that there were still people standing behind, he immediately changed his behavior, and said lewdly, "Beauty, come to buy flowers? You can pick whatever you want, and I will give you a special price."

"Ah! Sister, why did you hit me on the head as soon as we met! I'm already 22!"

"Let you be in heat, this is my friend."

When the cousin heard it, "Friend? Hello friend, hello friend."

"Sister, you have so many high-quality resources, you don't know how to help me."

"Hehe, haven't you woken up yet?"

The cousin was embarrassed to be too horny in front of the beautiful woman, so he smiled reservedly.

Zheng Xi teased him, "Take a good look at the store, I'm one of the shareholders, it's up to you to explain it!"

Grandma Zheng Xi went to the flower field, grandpa and uncle traveled to Hainan, and aunt was doing business in other places, so the house was quite leisurely.

As soon as Wu Jin approached the house, there were large trees in front of the door and a flower wall made of bricks. She was immediately attracted by the strong fragrance of flowers, green everywhere, like patches of sunlight falling on her body,

There are flower fields all around here, and there are rolling hills in the distance.There are clear ditches between the flower fields, and the sound of water can be heard.

The window of Zheng Xi's room was opened, and the wind blew in with the fragrance of flowers, which was very pleasant.

A bouquet of lavender was placed on the head of the bed, tied with a rope.

The windows in the room are bright and clean, spotless.Bare feet stepped on the wooden floor covered with bamboo rugs, making a slight creaking sound.

Sitting on the tatami beside the bed by the window, Wu Jin saw Zheng Xi pouting his mouth and rolling his cheeks against the soft bed.

"It's so comfortable," Zheng Xi said over and over again, turning over and lying on the bed, "It seems to be back to that age."

"The last time I came back was years ago. Lu Jun played mahjong with my aunt all night, and the loss was terrible. She really doesn't know how to play, and she still looks so excited."

"Have you been to Yancheng before? Wu Jin."

Wu Jin hummed, propped his chin, feeling a little drowsy.Zheng Xi got up from the bed and pushed her shoulder, "Go to bed and sleep for a while, I'll get you something to eat."

This bed has a slight scent of lavender.Wu Jin sniffed it, and there were flower seeds in it. Pressing it on the scalp, it was very comfortable to squeeze and rub, no wonder she kept sighing just now.

Wu Jin fell asleep after a while.

Wu Jin had a dream.

"Happy birthday!"

The girl held a handful of white lilies and said softly by the candlelight.

"Happy birthday, Wu Jin!"

"Happy birthday!"

Zheng Xi walked into the room with a pumpkin crisp.

Wu Jin, who was sleeping on her bed, had the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, as if he was having a sweet dream.

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