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These few days, Si Ji stayed directly at Zuo Yan's house.Originally, he didn't think so soon, but when he came home one day, he found that his change of clothes had been packed by his mother, and she also asked him to go home every afternoon and bring some delicious food.

Lao Si also used his skills as a chef and cooked him a lot of meat.When he pouted and stuffed these things into Zuo Yan's refrigerator, he kept lamenting the acceptance of Lao Si and his wife; but this undoubtedly made him feel at ease: Lao Sicai and Zuo Yan met him only a few times, and gave him the most sincere evaluation of.

Fang Xurui and Xie Rong didn't have this kind of treatment before.

Zuo Yan went to the kindergarten during the day, and both of them ate lunch outside.In the evening, Si Ji wants to show off his cooking skills, but occasionally he is preempted by Zuo Yan, who has more free time.Si Ji's cooking skills are very average, if you insist on comparison, it is probably on the same level as Zuo Ye.But Zuoyan is obviously much better.When asked, Zuo Yan replied that after so many years, a person would always get tired of eating outside food, and it would get better over time.Even housework, although not diligent, is much more organized than Si Ji.

Painful and happy amidst shame and surprise, a week flew by.

On Monday morning, Zuo Yan filled up his car in the urban area and took Si Ji on the road.Before leaving, he and Si Ji each took a cotton coat, and then dug out a guitar case from the balcony locker and put it in the car, along with the old photo.Si Ji was also curious about where he was going these few days, but he refrained from asking until he saw the things Zuo Yan had prepared, and he suddenly became enlightened.

It is said that before returning to Qiucheng, he and his mother had been living in the north.

The car really went all the way north.

After more than ten hours, they arrived at a small town called Gaocheng.This place is completely different from Autumn City, there is no delicate and simple scenery, and there is no boundless and galloping Yangtze River.The Yellow River runs through here, with heavy industry as the mainstay, and the whole city is shrouded in gray-yellow air.

It was getting dark, and in the car, Zuo Yan told him to put on his padded jacket, but he got out of the car with his overcoat on.Si Ji looked at the street scene curiously: the rough buildings, the messy traffic flow, and the hawkers hawking in an unintelligible language; because it had just snowed, the cleaners were still diligently pushing the green garbage truck full of snow back and forth.

Grabbing his hand, Zuo Yan exhaled white mist: "Is it cold?"

It was a bit cold, but Si Ji still shook his head: "It's okay...Go to the hotel first, and then have dinner?"

Zuo Yan said yes, but his mood seemed a little depressed.After parking the car, the two went back to the street. Si Ji took a fancy to the chicken tenders on the side of the road, and there was a smirking baby Wang on the car; he walked over and asked for a large portion in Mandarin.The peddler with deep wrinkles like bark on his face must have understood. He opened the oil pan and threw the chicken tenders wrapped in fine noodles into the pan.

The strong smell of oily smoke made Si Ji feel a little more at ease, and Zuo Yan seemed to do the same.He pulled Si Ji to the upper air outlet, staring at everyone passing by as if he was here for the first time.This side is at least ten degrees lower than Qiucheng, and some passers-by who are afraid of the cold have already wrapped their down jackets. After watching for a while, Zuo Yan rested his chin on Si Ji's shoulder and said, "My mother was in a panic at the time. She didn't know where she was going. , bought a ticket at random, and then changed cars several times, and arrived here.”

The first few days were fine.But gradually, a suffocating strangeness enveloped him.He knew that his mother was more helpless than him.He can lose his temper and use sleep to paralyze himself; but it is a sin for her to even show a little hesitation. "The accent here is very strong. I couldn't understand it at first, and I couldn't learn it after I understood it. I told her, let's change another place. I hate this place."

However, the mother has lost the courage to run again.She worked as a teacher in a private kindergarten, coaxing a group of children to eat and go to sleep every day; soon she found an ordinary high school for Zuo Yan to enroll in, Zuo Yan was reluctant to go to class on the first day, she showed a smile for the first time, As if he had succeeded in convincing himself that life would get better from now on.

The peddler said something.Zuo Yan took out his wallet to pay, and handed the oil-soaked paper bag to Si Ji.Si Ji said, do you eat?Before Zuo Yan could answer, he poked a stick dipped in tomato sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.Zuo Yan chewed and laughed, saying that the first time I went back to Qiucheng, I went to the neighborhood where I used to live, and saw a shop selling beef pancakes on the side of the road.

"Well, our beef patties are very delicious."

"He has been setting up a stall there for more than ten years. I used to eat there when I was a child. I walked over and told him that I want two." Zuo Yan took Si Ji's hand again and stepped on the sewage under his feet. The thin ice formed and walked forward, "But when I spoke, it turned out to be Mandarin."

"He was very enthusiastic and asked me if I was visiting from out of town. I went over it in my head for a long time, but in the end I continued to chat with him in Mandarin.

"He introduced me to the scenic spots in Qiucheng. I know some of the places he said, and some of them are the first time I've heard of them."

Until Zuo Yan left, he didn't recognize the child back then. "I don't know whether I have changed too much, or he has no impression of me at all. But obviously when he was a child, he always greeted me and my mother."

Zuo Yan paused, turned his head to look at Si Ji, his eyes were full of irrevocable memories

"I ate while walking on the street. I cried while eating. It was the first time I cried after my mother died."

Si Ji blinked, then ignored the people around him and hugged him tightly.

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After hastily eating, Si Ji kept holding Zuo Yan's sleeve on the way back to the hotel, hesitating to speak.Language is very pale, only the most stupid people will comfort a person with patchwork words.

And Si Ji felt that he was inferior to even the most stupid people.

In the past, he might be able to act coquettishly and act stupidly.But the more he learned, the more he felt that it was too frivolous to resolve those things in this way; but he couldn't show indifference, the only thing he couldn't do since he was a child was to hide his emotions.

Standing at the door of the room, Zuo Yan glanced at his hand: "Si Ji."

"……what?"

"Let go, I want to get the room card." He raised his forearm and shook it, "I'll give you a full stretch after entering the room."

Si Ji's face was on fire, he couldn't stand Zuo Yan talking to him like this more and more.He knows how hard it is to keep this tenderness.The air conditioner in the room was very warm, and the two of them took off their clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.The shower room wasn't too spacious, and the two of them were pressed close together, skin pressed against skin.Zuo Yan was taller and stronger than him, but when he thought of such a man crying alone, a tender feeling suddenly rose in his heart.Staring blankly at Zuo Yan, he said, "Why don't I help you take a bath?"

After speaking, he covered his face.Just plain stupid.

Zuo Yan laughed loudly, picked up the shower and turned on the water.When the heat filled the small space, he rubbed Si Ji's curly hair and said no, I'm more practice makes perfect.The hot water was pouring on his hair, Si Ji lowered his head subconsciously, Zuo Yan took the shampoo, squeezed some and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and began to wash his hair.In fact, his movements were a little clumsy, and many bubbles ran into his eyes.But Si Ji had no opinion at all.Halfway through washing, he raised his head, tried to open his eyes to look at Zuo Yan's face, and murmured, "Old Zuo, you are so kind."

"Is the bath water good?" Zuo Yan pressed his head down, "If you have anything to praise me, wait until after washing, I'm going to catch a cold."

After getting dressed, Zuo Yan went downstairs and came up with a brand new hair dryer in his hand.Si Ji was lying on the bed reading a book wrapped in a blanket, when he heard the noise coming from his ear, he didn't recover for a moment. "Don't move, just like this, I'll dry it for you." Zuo Yan said while grabbing his hair.Si Ji hummed, and lay down obediently, but he couldn't read any of the words in the book.

It was not too early to finish the torment, Si Ji got out of bed naked, checked to see if the door was locked, then jumped back, threw himself on Zuo Yan, and sniffed his chest vigorously.Zuo Yan seemed to be addicted to touching his hair, and his palms were still running back and forth in his curly hair. "Can you stop touching my head like a dog's head?" Si Ji complained, but still remained motionless. "What's wrong with the dog's head?" Zuo Yan laughed in a low voice, "Your hair isn't black and slippery yet."

Si Ji crawled into the bed and wanted to bite his mouth, but his jaw was soon stuck. "The dog's teeth are showing," Zuo Yan followed suit and kissed him. Si Ji didn't even swear a word, and he was out of breath from the kiss.Rubbing his fair face with his thumb, Zuo Yan said, "Did you just want to comfort me?"

Si Ji hurriedly nodded.

Kissing his foggy eyes, Zuo Yan took out a tube of lubricant from the hair dryer bag, opened it under Si Ji's surprised and angry eyes, and said, "Comfort me, use your body."

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No no no, we don't drive.The next chapter will be just a little bit of meat!