If you turn into a butterfly, I will bloom

What about the other side of the room?

"Yo, I didn't expect you to be so proficient in cooking at such a young age." Auntie couldn't help admiring when she saw that everything was in order in Ai Rong's help, and she was extremely skilled in washing and cutting vegetables.

"Yeah, cook and eat at home." Ai Rong said calmly.

"Mom and Dad don't do it?"

Ai Rong was silent for a few seconds, "I didn't live with them, but we lived together."

"My younger brother is enjoying the blessings. His parents are not around, and his elder brother is taking care of him."

"Him?" Ai Rong pointed to Mu Ming outside, and couldn't help but look at what this kid was doing outside.

"Yeah, who else could it be?" Auntie smiled.

"He's not my brother, he's my wife." Ai Rong said lightly.

"what?"

"We are lovers, not brothers." Ai Rong simply explained.

"Lang." The rice shovel fell from the aunt's hand and landed on the pot. "I'm sorry." The aunt also noticed her gaffe.

"What's the matter? Don't we match well?" In the past, Ai Rong's temper would have flared up long ago, but now it's different, he is more willing to use this way to treat amiable people.As he spoke, he smiled mischievously at his aunt.

"Well, it's good, it's good enough." Apparently, the aunt hadn't recovered yet. "Then, you guys, why are you like this?" After a while, the aunt still asked her own doubts.

"I like him, and he likes me." Ai Rong added, "That's all."

The next day, before dawn, a rapid cock crowing in the yard woke up the two people who were hugging each other.

"The weather is not bad." Ai Rong rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked out the window.

"Well, um..." Mu Ming really didn't know how Ai Rong could tell from the mist outside the window that the weather was fine, he only knew that being woken up by the crowing of chickens was not a happy thing.Glancing out of the window, he turned around and fell asleep again.

"Ming, get up? I'll take you outside for a walk." Ai Ronghe asked tentatively.

"Sleepy……"

"Hey, get up." Saying that, he went to hug Mu Minglai's body lying on the bed, but Mu Ming was fine, leaning directly on Ai Rong without opening his eyes.Ai Rong had a brainstorm, he had to use some special method to get him up, and he had mastered this method proficiently.After thinking about it, he put his hand into Mu Ming's underwear under the blanket. As expected, Mu Ming was shocked, staring at Ai Rong with two big round eyes, and pulled Ai Rong's hand out, accompanied by Out-of-tune morning voice "What's the wind in the morning."

Ai Rong didn't mean that at all, he was intrigued by Mu Ming's devilish voice, it was clearly an accusation, but it sounded provocative and coquettish to Ai Rong.Without saying a word, he stretched out his big evil hand again.Then leaned into Mu Ming's ear and said, "Ming, I haven't done it for you for a long time."

"Whoever wants your help, it's not like I don't have long hands." Mu Ming knew that if he didn't get up from the bed now, Ai Rong would still be reluctant.So for Mu Ming, this is indeed a good way to wake Mu Ming up.

In fact, last time Ai Rong did help himself to make it very enjoyable, but he still felt awkward, Mu Ming would rather hide in the toilet by himself, and take care of it in the shower.After all, I still can't get over the hurdle in my heart.But Mu Ming was also worried, worried that Ai Rong would feel that he was alienating him because of this, after all, he had done this before.But that time there was a reason, yes, there was a reason, Mu Ming comforted himself like this again, during the whole process of washing his face and brushing his teeth, Mu Ming was always tangled up there.Fortunately, Ai Rong found the breakfast prepared last night from the kitchen, and sat in the yard alone to eat.

After eating, the two of them carried their backpacks and set off in the early morning mist.Walking along the side of the mountain, Mu Ming didn't know where to go, but in these few rays of sunshine, walking side by side with Ai Rong, no matter where the end point was, he was always extremely happy.Mu Ming's face was full of happiness, but Ai Rong didn't show any expression at the moment, only he would think for a while at the fork before choosing the direction.When I went out, the fog was not too small. I don’t know how long it took, but the sun had poked its head out. Through the remaining thin morning fog, it shone on the dew on the roadside flowers and plants, reflecting colorful splendor; The cheeks of young and handsome young people reflect the unique atmosphere of youth, one is rebellious and unrestrained; the other is gentle and calm, looking down on the world.A good pair, the morning and the youth complement each other.

Along the way, I passed many houses, all of which are small two-story buildings, some are exquisite and luxurious, some are simple and simple, some have copper gates and iron bars, and some have bamboo fences and wooden sills.In Mu Ming's eyes, it is simply a high-end villa complex, but in Ai Rong it is commonplace.I came across a strange road. This road faces left and has two branches, and it also has two branches to the right. It is still possible to walk straight ahead.Ai Rong didn't hesitate, and walked straight forward.

"There are so many roads, why take this one?" Mu Ming couldn't help asking behind Ai Rong.

"Because this road is the closest." Normally, Ai Rong would turn around and return with a big smile, but today, Ai Rong didn't, and his feet didn't slow down at all because of talking, Mu Ming followed closely, he He knew in his heart that this place must be a place that Ai Rong is familiar with. As for the specific place, he would only know it when he arrived.

"This is it." Ai Rong stopped beside a fork in the main road.

Mu Ming looked towards the fork, and there was an old house in the shadow of the trees. From this angle, it was not much different from the one he passed by before.But when he got closer, Mu Ming could see that this ancient house seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and it didn't live together like chickens and dogs in the front yards, and there might not even be a mouse here.There is no trace of animals, but a lychee tree that grows in the middle of the yard, as the life of the ancient house, grows a tree of red and swollen fruits, and no one picks them, so many ripe ones are just like falling red. Same, turning into soil, nourishing the big tree to continue to grow.The door of the ancient house is covered with moss, and many "bundling stone dragons" are crawling on the walls, as Ai Rong calls it, they should be creepers or some kind of plants.

Birds chirping resounded in the woods next to them. I don't know what kind of bird it was, it could sing so well. Listening all the way, it seemed that they were greeting the sun, but now it sounded more like they were telling some sad story.

The partridge can hear its complaints, but it can't fly back to the hall. Who will reveal the old couplets when their red color fades and the ink remains.All Mu Ming could think of was this sentence, which was very appropriate to describe this place.

Ai Rong didn't speak, just opened the door and went in.Mu Ming followed and went in, the room was in a mess, the tables, chairs and benches were in disarray, and there were even a few dark lumps on the ground, it should be that someone had burned something here.Mu Ming didn't know why he came back here until he followed Ai Rong into a room. On the wall opposite to the room, there was a photo. There were two people in the photo. One was an old woman, dignified and elegant, although she was dressed in plain clothes clothes, but under her smile, she especially showed the temperament of an old man.Beside her is a boy, and the boy is also smiling brightly.Behind the two of them is the lychee tree, and behind the tree is the old house.Mu Ming looked for himself, that smile, that boy, was clearly, clearly, the person beside him, that was Ai Rong.Before Mu Ming could speak, Ai Rong spoke first.

"She is my grandmother, she passed away four years ago." Ai Rong's voice was choked with sobs, which disappeared in an instant. "She is probably my closest relative. I lived with her here for six years, and those were the happiest six years before I met you."

"Rong..." Mu Ming knew that the more Ai Rong pretended to be okay now, the more painful he felt.The two of them faced the photo like this, Ai Rong didn't turn his head to look at Mu Ming, but just talked to himself.

"I came here when I was seven years old. My mother took me to Langqin until my grandmother passed away. My mother committed suicide within a year of Langqin."

"Why commit suicide?"

"I don't know, I wasn't at home that night, and my dad wasn't there when I came back, so there was only a letter and a passbook left by him." Ai Rong paused, as if he knew that Mu Ming would definitely ask about the information in the letter. The content is the same. "The letter told me that my mother committed suicide and was gone when she was sent to the hospital. And my father said that because he loved me, he went to a far away place. As for where he went, he didn't say a word. Tell me to study hard and get ahead. There is nothing else. So until now, I don’t even know what happened.” After Ai Rong said all this, he felt a lot easier in his heart, and finally said these things , no need to dodge in front of Mu Ming every time.

"Then, why were you sent to live with grandma?" Mu Ming knew that Ai Rong must be puzzled by many things now, so he wanted to help him analyze some doubts.

"I was still young at that time, and I only remember that the family was very harmonious before. Although my parents often staggered, it was normal. Until one day, because of something, the two of them quarreled and fought. , It's ridiculous that my mother actually gave my father a knife." Ai Rong sneered twice. "I didn't stab an important part. After my father was discharged from the hospital, he drank and gambled all day long, and my mother hid at home all day long and cried from morning to night. It was an unbearable time to look back on. To be precise, I was not sent to live with my grandmother, It was taken to Changsha by my aunt. In our north, it means aunt."