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After a whole day of tossing about this big and small one, I was also tired.

The teachers at the school called in the evening, discussing how to go about free activities today, and get together tomorrow to see where to go for a stroll after recharging their energy.

So Luo Zijun and Du Chengyi ordered a few side dishes at a small restaurant next door by the river.From the teahouse on the other side of the river, there was the sound of pingtan, and the two of them just enjoyed the breeze and listened to the free songs, which was quite pleasant.

Teacher Luo rarely ordered some wine and drank it little by little.

He asked the child, "Do you like it here?"

The child nodded, showing a little playful expression.

lively.

The bathing method in the old house was quite simple in the past. There was a wooden bucket in the room, and a servant was waiting on it with a ladle.

Luo Zijun has not lived here all these years, so he has not remodeled the bathroom, only reinforced the lintel and painted it, and the basic structure remains the same.

In the evening, he took out the old-fashioned wooden barrel, washed it, filled it with water, and sprinkled some spices unique to bathing in the south, preparing to let the children experience the most primitive happiness.

With his back to Mr. Luo, the child seriously took off his T-shirt and put it aside, then his pants, shoes, and finally climbed into the bucket and submerged himself.The boy's back is thin but graceful, with a pair of beautiful butterfly bones flying up and down with his movements.

The lighting in the room is dim and soft, and the profile of the child is particularly beautiful against the background.

Luo Zijun leaned against the edge of the table and squinted his eyes.

A teenager develops so fast that he almost feels like he's losing track.

He was bored looking through the things in the drawer, most of which were some useless paper and pens left over from before, or some old things he hid here when he was a child, a few cigarette cards, a few unused stickers, a Luo Zijun thought it was fun to buy the postcards from magazines he bought in the early days, and the drafts he scribbled on when he had nothing to do. Luo Zijun thought it was fun, and he seemed to remember the way he stayed here when he was a child.

He also found a well-preserved jade pendant of excellent color and luster - the exquisitely carved dragon and phoenix Chengxiang, which is very valuable at first glance, but the amazing thing is that Luo Zijun has no memory of it at all.

He only remembered that at that time, he was out of tune with most people, rumors about his special physique spread everywhere, neighbors saw him fearful, and even his own family members were not very willing to get close to him.This world is one of the few shelters where he feels at ease, so the things he gets occasionally and the things others give him are stored here like autumn harvest and winter storage.

Messy thoughts were flying through his head, but the sound of water in his ears suddenly stopped. Teacher Luo turned his head to look, and the child who was playing with water in the bathtub was also turning his head to look at him.

In fact, Du Chengyi has been observing Uncle Luo from the sidelines for a long time.

Since he entered Uncle Luo's house, he has actually met Luo Zijun many times. He has zero self-care ability and is extremely poor in his habits. Those who play rascals, and those who get angry and protect the calf when he is bullied, he likes each of them, and he deeply remembers each of them.Only today's Uncle Luo was something he had never seen before - he was extremely focused on a table of old objects, and he also showed that kind of childish, cute smile, with two crescent moons on his eyebrows and eyes.

The child is curious, and wants to get a glimpse of the secret that makes him so happy from Luo Zijun.So when he looked at Luo Zijun, he didn't speak, and the two just looked at each other silently through the soft and flickering light.

Dudu's eyes flickered, and for a moment Luo Zijun had the illusion that he didn't know what was going on.

He suddenly felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in this scene, summer night, sultry air, dim lights, wooden barrels, splashes of water, and silent stares at each other. In the next second, it seemed that the child on the opposite side was about to bounce at him. water.

Here we go again, it's all 0202, he is the only one who is so superstitious in the whole country.Luo Zijun frowned and chuckled in his heart, and immediately rejected his absurd idea.Sure enough, the moonlit night is so beautiful that it makes people hallucinate.

In the next second, Du Chengyi slowly raised his hand, and sent a string of water splashes on Teacher Luo's face.

Luo Zijun: ...

The water on this face didn't seem to splash on his face, but threw a stone into the lake in his heart, making a "plop" sound, bringing out a series of ripples that spread and oscillated infinitely.

The child suddenly laughed heartlessly: "What are you playing?"

what are you playing?This sentence has a deterrent effect on Luo Zijun now, because the memory image of the cerebral cortex tells him that a long time ago, there was such a person who also sat here and asked the same sentence with a smile.

At night, the two of them fell asleep on the big bed, with the sound of running water not far away, like a lullaby.

Teacher Luo pushed the child to the inside, and wrapped him in his arms.

To be honest, such an intimate posture is rare at home.Teacher Luo's education for boys has always focused on independence and freedom, so children are always in a single room, and Teacher Luo leaves every day when they fall asleep.

Watching him slowly fall asleep like today is also something new.

Luo Zijun stared at it, fell asleep himself, and started dreaming again in a daze.

The dream this time seemed to be in this big house, and it was also such a sunny summer night, and the lights in the house were also dim.

There were two people in the room, neither of them could see their faces clearly.

A young man was soaking in a wooden barrel, with long hair loosely tied behind his head, revealing a beautiful neck and a little lean and tight back. His white skin shone with luster under the light.

The young man sitting across from him had long hair shawl and tied it loosely behind his head. He was pondering something at the table, with a focused expression on his face.

No one spoke, only wisps of steaming heat in the room, and the quiet sound of splashing water.

After a long while, the beauty in the bath tilted her head and stared at the young man for a while, then she snickered and splashed him with water.The young man was a little dazed after being sprinkled with water all over his head. When he looked up, the beauty asked him, "What are you playing?"

The young man also smiled, got up and walked around behind the beauty, slowly scooped up a ladle of water, and poured it down from the beauty's back, the water flowed slowly along the back, together with the young man's palm.

The beauty raised her head, and the young man leaned over to kiss him, lingeringly.The two kissed unsteadily, separated and reluctantly lingered together for a long time, like a pair of mandarin ducks crossing their necks.

The young man said, "I have something for you."

With a shake of his hand, a piece of green uncut jade fell into the palm of his hand, the pattern could not be seen clearly.The young man put him on the beauty's chest slowly, picked her up from the water, and walked to the bed.

The young man's broad back blocked his vision in the dream, leaving only the beauty's slender legs dangling.The beauty leaned lightly on the young man's shoulder, with her toes slightly curled up.

Kind of like an orgasm.

As soon as the camera turned, it changed to the backyard with the wing room, and the jujube tree bloomed and bore fruit on time every year.

Under the leafy tree, the young man is reading a book with his legs crossed, with a pot of tea in hand.The beauty was sitting on a tree with bare feet, picking dates and throwing them to the young man under the tree while swaying.

The fruit hit the young man's shoulder. He looked up and said helplessly, "Don't drop it."

The beauty grinned: "It's you who fell."

While speaking, he flew and fell unscrupulously.

The young man jumped up and caught him firmly, and the momentum made them almost roll to the ground.

"Nonsense." He reprimanded.

The beauty buried her face in the young man's shoulder and let out a muffled laugh.

There is the sound of cicadas, and the rustling of the leaves in the breeze, which is sweet and pleasant, like a lover's singing.

The later trivial scenes are also in this big house. There are beauties serving food and inviting young people to eat together, two people reading at night by lighting up the lamp in the study, and there are two people talking to each other under the ginkgo tree at the stone table at the entrance of the main hall. Sit and play chess.

It seems that the autumn wind is rising, and the ginkgo leaves falling all over the ground in the courtyard are so golden and beautiful.The young man took a shawl to cover the beauty, and pinched his earlobe.

He called him: "Little thing."

Luo Zijun woke up in the middle of the night, as if in a lifetime.He explored Du Chengyi who was sleeping soundly beside him, stretched out his hand to caress his frowning brows, sat down on the bed again, took a sip of water, and suppressed the sweetness and sadness in his heart.

Yes, sweet and sad.

He realized that this beauty was the one he had dreamed about in the afternoon. At that time, he was covered in blood, desperate and sad, but those years in the dream just now were peaceful, but it seemed to be another scene.