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Zuo Yan kissed the base of his ear and put all his weight on him.

Si Ji felt a small sense of satisfaction in his heart, even though his face was flushed from being strangled, he still tried to lift Zuo Yan's legs.

Still too heavy though.

A hoarse low laugh sounded in his ears, Si Ji shook his heart, directly grabbed Zuo Yan's sweaty arm, and dragged him forward.

"Hold on," he said.The clothes on his back were soaked, and Zuo Yan didn't feel much better, "Don't strain your legs, you'll be there in a while."

Grandma's house is only three or four hundred meters away from here.In an old small courtyard, the gabled roof made of dark gray tiles on the bungalows floats abruptly on the flat ground.Si Ji panted while walking, and threw off his slippers several times.

Also laughed off several times.

Dulai Zuoyan was as limp as a slug, and would rather be thrown to the ground than exert any strength.

The grass is still wet, and there are pieces of pure fragrance transpiring.The bright snail shells under the moonlight and the dull earthworms are all their companions.After walking for several minutes, there was still half of the way left, and the posture of the two became one in front and one behind, holding hands.

Walking, whispering alone, Si Ji always has the illusion of time stagnation.It seems that many years ago, I could spend a whole day thinking about a nest of ants and a crack in a wall.In Autumn City, it is only a short moment to stare at the river in a daze, but here, facing the simple and meaningful grass slopes and skyline, you can sit for several hours.

I have never had such an experience when I visited my grandmother before.

Probably because of Zuo Yan by his side.

After all, the two have known each other for a year.There are not few common hobbies, but they are definitely not like-minded.But feelings probably don't need a specific thing to get involved.

More deeply, there is no answer yet.But at least until now, he couldn't think of any reason to separate the two.

The courtyard door is simply held up with a wooden bar.There must have been a guest, and when she left, she helped grandma close the door.When Si Ji and Zuo Yan walked in, they both lowered their footsteps by coincidence.A small yellow light bulb hung from a green twisted wire outside the house. A gecko on the concrete wall heard the movement and took a quick step towards the eaves.

"Grandma is waiting for us."

On the other side of the bedroom, there was a faint light from a wooden window lattice.This small courtyard is usually handed over to the villagers to take care of it, and it has long been in decline, but it is not uninhabitable.A few days before grandpa's funeral, Mama Si would come over to clean up the house in person, and then leave before grandma arrived.

Si Ji let go of Zuo Yan's hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Before grandma answered, he took the time to send a wechat message to Si's mother.Say everything is fine.

There is a single bed in the room, two rattan chairs, and the white-washed bed sheets still have the pattern of big roses popular in the 80s.The only piece of furniture that is more delicate is a maroon chest of drawers, and on the table is a black and white photo of my grandfather when he was young.On a black round nail right above the photo is an old calendar with a colorful portrait of Mao Zedong printed on it.

Grandma sat on a wicker chair and folded clothes.With sharp eyes, Si Ji noticed that two of them had washed their underwear the day before yesterday. "We're back," he said, and then picked up his clothes with obvious traces, "We can just come by ourselves, you should go to bed early."

Even when she was about to fall asleep, grandma was fully dressed.Double-breasted Tang suit, trousers, black cloth shoes, and silver-white hair pulled back.Seeing the two of them, she quickly regained consciousness from the previous quiet thinking, and hid all expressions, only kindness remained: "It's okay. There are cut watermelons in the kitchen, you can take a shower after eating."

Her gaze turned to Zuo Yan again: "Xiao Zuo, is your voice better?"

Zuo Yan hummed and nodded politely.

"Go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow."

After that, she bowed her head again and began to arrange the remaining clothes.

It wasn't until the lights in the bedroom went out for a long time that Si Ji took off his clothes, and came to a corner of the yard with Zuo Yan, who was also naked.

There is a large water tank as high as half a person.Inside was the water the two of them brought from the well during the day, and Si Ji reached in to stir it, but it was still warm.

Throwing a big red plastic water scoop to Zuo Yan, pushed him into a big broken bathtub, and said with a smile, "Come on, old dumb, I'll take care of you to take a bath today."