Ever since Chu Qing and Yao Lihui divorced, it had been a long time since there were so many people sitting at the dining table of the Yao family.

When serving the dishes, the aunt divided the dishes into two plates and sent them to the table from the end of the table. Yao Yu sat on the side, and his fingers would always touch Yi Yi when passing the dishes.

A table of people chatted while eating, and no one noticed the unusual atmosphere in the corner.

Food was being picked up for Yao Weiyi from all directions, but she actually had very little to eat, basically just porridge and a little soup. Yesterday, the results of the examination at the hospital came out, and the hospital still had to live in it. The only reason why she didn't go was because neither the hospital nor she was ready.

Yao Yu checked some information about this disease last night, but the claims on the Internet are very mysterious. The words "extend life" are repeated over and over again, and there are very few medical records where miracles occur.

He thought that everyone in the room probably knew that her illness would not be cured.

After dinner, Yao Weiyi called Yi Yi over and said a few words, and then Yi Yi took his clothes and went out, leaving her to lean against the sofa and carefully look at the layout of the room, but she obviously didn't care about the decoration. Interested, he blinked his eyes for a while, and then his eyes fell on Yao Yu.

Although it was her aunt, she hadn't seen her for so long, and it was impossible to get close to her all at once. Yao Yu felt that there was a step in front of her, and she couldn't go up or down, so she rubbed her neck with her hands behind her back uncomfortably.

The next second, Yao Weiyi laughed.

"Come here," she patted the place beside her, "let's chat."

Yao Weiyi and Yao Yu are the same kind of people. They are smart and a little bit smart. They don't like to be in the limelight, but it takes a little effort to keep calm when they are in the limelight. Similar to the one in the movie, unless the person is destroyed, the blood cannot be washed away.

Yao Weiyi circled around a few times and came to the center of the topic: "Do you like Xiaoyi?"

Yao Yu glanced aside vaguely, and was spotted by Yao Weiyi, who rubbed his hair with a smile: "Don't be afraid of them."

"Little aunt is here, no one dares to speak of you."

Yao Yu was bumped by this sentence, and felt that it was meaningless to lie to her, so she responded in a low voice: "Yes."

"Um what?"

"..."

Yao Weiyi said: "If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. What does that mean?"

Yao Yu: "..." Such a domineering sister, oh no aunt.

Probably because the rebellious psychology still left evil in his body, Yao Yu immediately changed his mouth and denied it: "It's not that I like it."

He was playing a word game, Yao Weiyi bent her eyes, and was about to criticize his duplicity, when the cell phone on the corner of the coffee table suddenly rang.

"Eh?" Yao Weiyi touched her empty waist, "It seems to be mine."

Before she reached out to reach, Yao Yu reached out and took it for her.

The ringtone only rang once, maybe it was a harassing call, Yao Weiyi turned on the screen and said "Huh". Yao Yu thought that she hadn't received such shameless advertising sales abroad, so she subconsciously leaned over to try to explain.

Unexpectedly, when he tilted his head, Yao Weiyi's hand turned sideways, and the top of the screen kept shaking to indicate that the wrong lock was recognized, and it just matched his face.

Suo was very obedient, and opened his arms carelessly.

Yao Yu was stunned.

Yao Weiyi was also stunned. She kept moving her hands while she was in a daze. She pressed the phone off and on again, and once again successfully swiped Yao Yu's face.

She paused, shook her hand, and said quietly: "Xiaoyi's model is the same as mine, this seems to be his cell phone."

……

Machines can remember more things than humans. Some people have changed, but machines are still in love.

Yao Yu claims that he has no hobby of looking at people's mobile phones, and he has long forgotten that in the evening of the first year of high school, Yi Yi once recorded his face clearly on the mobile phone.

Even though he is four years older and less childish, this mobile phone still clearly remembers the outline of his face, and remembers its owner saying: "It recognizes you."

"How long until?"

Yao Yu couldn't help thinking about the days when he didn't see each other for more than four years. Yi Yi might be reminded that his face ID was wrong every day when he picked up his phone. Why did he keep this lock?Had he been waiting for someone to unlock the lock?

What mood would he be waiting for?

"What did he do?" Yao Yu suddenly grabbed the phone and asked Yao Weiyi.

"Help me go shopping," Yao Weiyi let go of her fingers, and stuck out her tongue at Yao Yu while no one was paying attention, "The food for dinner is too weak, it's so unpalatable."

Yao Yu: "..."

Who said he looked like this aunt.

There are not many shops near the suburbs. The shopping plaza one kilometer away is like the "treaty port" of this land. There is a large supermarket with everything you need on the ground floor, and it is crowded with people at night.

Finding someone in a crowd is not an easy task.

Yao Yu walked through the shelves for two steps, only to see the old man with his hands behind his back and the young couple pushing the cart stop and go, as if they regarded this place as a place for a walk after dinner.

Everyone looked very relaxed, except for him who was looking around and striding forward, he seemed a silly word to sum it up.

Yao Yu took a few more steps, holding on to the shelf and starting to regret it.

Regret your impulsive, unprepared.

He felt as if he had met, and he didn't know what to say to Yi Yi.

In the four-year gap, there were too many missing materials to make up. He hesitated to start, fearing that he would create a tofu project by himself.

There was a sale of dairy products in the supermarket, and the shopping guide lady put a row of small paper cups filled with milk on the exhibition stand, and gave a cup to each of the passing guests. Yao Yu was forced to stuff a cup into his hand when he didn't pay attention.

He froze for a moment, raised his head and drank the milk, the cup twirled around in his hands and fell into the trash can next to him, he was stopped just as he was about to take a step.

The voice of the shopping guide lady was sweet: "Handsome guy, how does the yogurt taste? Do you want to buy two boxes to take home? There is an event happening today, buy one box and get one free."

Yao Yu looked around and found that all the milk drinkers came and went without a trace, drinking as soon as they took it, and leaving after drinking it, only he was walking slowly in front of the display stand, it would be strange if he was not held back.

Yao Yu said, "No need."

He was not thinking here, and his words were not very strong. The shopping guide lady immediately judged that he could not stand the torture, opened her bloody mouth and stuck out a three-inch tongue, and taught him a lesson in the performance art and skills of modern sales tellers. self-cultivation.

So when he left, he had an extra cart in his hand. There were two boxes of yogurt in the cart, and his face was the same color as the green environmental protection logo on the box.

Yao Yu pushed the car away from the dairy product area as if fleeing for his life, passed by a corner of a row of shelves, and raised his eyes to meet Yi Yi's gaze.

Yao Yu: "..."

It's just a coincidence.

He could never stop a Cao Cao who insisted on being there.

Yi Yi stared at the corner of Yao Yu's mouth for two seconds, raised his eyes, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Yao Yu raised his chin towards the cart: "Buy milk."

There is nothing good about flexible use.

Yi Yi: "I've seen it all."

Yao Yu: "..."

Yi Yi tugged Yao Yu, and brushed the corner of his lips with his fingertips: "The milk is on my mouth."

This time his fingers were hot, but definitely not as hot as Yao's face.

Losing people twice in a row, Yao Yu really wanted to run away on the spot, but her stiff body refused to listen to him, and the hand beside her was clutching the corner of her clothes.

"You forgot something."

The voice was not blurred in the noisy voices, and Yi Yi couldn't hear it clearly: "What?"

"You forgot to bring something!" Yao Yu increased the volume, "Didn't you count it yourself?"

Yi Yi said, "Mobile phone?"

"Still know?"

"I did it on purpose."

"..."

Yi Yi pointed to the watch on his wrist: "It just showed that the phone is near me, and when I looked for it, I saw you."

Yao Yu was stunned, he had completely forgotten about this thing.

"I didn't take my mobile phone on purpose, because I was afraid of losing it," Yi Yi said. "If I'm afraid of losing it, I will form a habit."

Queuing, checkout, and bagging were all done in one go. When Yao Yu wanted to carry the bag away, Yi Yi, who had paid, grabbed his finger and slid the handle into his hand.

"Let me come, you lead the way."

The road was not far away, and Yi Yi didn't drive. Yao Yu and him walked on the sidewalk one after the other. At the traffic light, Yi Yi stopped: "Why are you so far away from me?"

Yao Yu glanced at the two boxes of yogurt that he was carrying in one hand, one on the left and the other on the right, and silently chased after them.

"Just now you said, what do you mean by getting used to it?"

"Huh?" Yi Yi said, "Oh, I lost my phone twice."

"How did it get lost?"

"One time I went shopping in the city center and was groped on the subway, and the other time was when thieves broke into the school dormitory and took away all the electronic products."

Yao Yu was startled: "Security is so bad? Can thieves enter the dormitory?"

"The thief doesn't have to come in from the outside, it's troublesome to check if someone is inside."

When the green light came on, Yi Yi walked across the intersection along the zebra crossing.

"It's not easy to get it back twice."

The law and order outside is not very good. When he came out at night on the subway, a homeless man quietly took away his mobile phone. After reporting the crime, the police quickly located the perpetrator through surveillance, but because the person lived in no fixed place, it was quite difficult to find him. Trouble, his loss is not big, he has been dragged all the time.

As a last resort, he finally contacted the person with the mobile phone himself, and promised to give him twice the cash before redeeming the things from the person.

He is abroad, and he usually pays attention to the safety of his property. This is an accident. He didn't expect that accidents would follow one after another. He didn't leave the dormitory building, and was stolen for the second time.

This time the person was caught very quickly, but there was a problem during the lost and found. The rigid administrator insisted on swiping his face to open the face lock before returning the phone to him, and the password lock was not counted.

That time, he really thought he couldn't get his phone back, until his professor came forward, the administrator let go, and the lost phone fell back into his hands.

Halfway through the journey, there were only the two of them left on the street. Yao Yu asked Yi Yi to slow down.

"Why don't you get a new phone?"

Yi Yi had a half-smile on his face: "You don't know?"

"...you have no money?"

"I'm afraid of losing you."

"..."

It was the same answer he thought before asking.

Some things, even a cold machine, will take years to erase, not to mention the feelings planted in the human body.

It ignites at one point, and explodes at one ignition.

Yao Yu took a step back, met the tree and had no choice but to retreat, seeing Yi Yi's face enlarged in front of him and getting closer.

This kiss is very light, superficial.

Yao Yu felt the corner of his mouth being licked, and then the person in front of him backed away a little, and whispered, "The yogurt tastes good."

Before the words fell, they came up again.

But after meeting for two days and being kissed twice, when Yao Yu's tongue touched the milky fragrance of yellow peach again, the memories of when he found it poured out along the withered branches in his body.

The street lamp reflected the shadows of the two people together, ambiguous and entangled.

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