Out of place

Autumn is high and fresh.

But you can't see the height when it's dark, and you can't feel cool when it's too dry.

Cheng Boyan felt this way when he walked out of the hospital gate, it was too dry, his face was dry, his nose was dry, and his throat was also dry.

When the chilly wind blows over, I feel that the wind is cracked.

He sat in the car and took a bottle of spray out and sprayed it on his face.

This thing was bought by Xiang Xi, so let him spray it if he has nothing to do, so it can be too uncomfortable.

I looked at the time, it was past nine o'clock, and I drove to Yunshui just in time to pick up Xiangxi and have a midnight snack.

It took him about 10 minutes to drive out before he remembered that Xiang Xi was not in Yunshui today.

Cheng Boyan clicked his tongue and turned the car around.

Now this popular item visits three tea houses every week. When you open the map of the city, it is basically a regular triangle. You have to run a big circle from anywhere. If you don’t have to set aside time every week to take pictures, Xiang Xi still has plans to This regular triangle has developed into a five-pointed star. Anyway, now Cheng Boyan can quickly master the maps of the whole city.

Today, the tea house is called Yunshang Renjia, which actually sounds more like a high-end farmhouse, but this tea house, which was opened only last year, is currently the largest in the city.

Five years ago, Cheng Boyan also imagined that one day Xiang Xi would become a sought-after little tea master, but he never thought it would be so soon.

A few days ago, when I was having tea and chatting with old man Lu who had already retired, old man Lu said with emotion: "I know this child is different from others, and sooner or later he will walk out of his own way."

When Cheng Boyan walked into Yunshangren's house, Xiang Xi's performance was not over yet, and the waiter took him to the table he usually sat at.

The place where Yunshang people drink tea is different from other tea houses. Although it is also indoors, the space is astonishingly large. The boss has put mountains, rocks and flowing water into the room with great skill.

Xiangxi can be seen from every table, but there are small rockery or green plants between the tables, neither disturbing each other, nor feeling alone, and with the glass roof, if the weather is good at night, one Looking up, you can see the stars and the moon, which is quite artistic.

Xiang Xi was sitting behind the tea table wearing a blue coat and black trousers, when he saw him coming in, he frowned.

Cheng Boyan smiled at him and took a sip of tea.

Xiang Xi only wears this when he is here. The boss asks him to wear it. He usually wears ordinary clothes in other places, such as T-shirts and slacks.

Cheng Boyan felt that the boss had a very special taste, and it might be fun for others to wear such a suit, but it was not the case when Xiang Xi wore it.

Cheng Boyan always felt that he was like a martial artist, especially when he was having fun making tea, he bent his legs and stepped on the chair, and then put his arms on his knees, feeling like he could start a fight in a second.

But quite a few guests still follow this pattern. They are not the heroes, they have to rely on the Demon Cult.

Hu Hai is also very cooperative, hiding behind the rockery like a reclusive expert, playing all the unique tunes.

Cheng Boyan sat at the table and slowly drank tea. Half an hour later, Xiang Xi put away his posture, adjusted the tea sets on the table, stood up, turned around and walked out of the room.

Hu Hai's piano sound also lowered and disappeared slowly.

Leave a room full of guests who don't seem to have had enough.

Cheng Boyan followed out of the room and entered the lounge next to him.

"Let's go eat barbecue, grilled fish?" Xiang Xi changed back to the T-shirt and jeans, and put on a coat, "Or go to Master and ask my brother to cook something for him."

"I have an operation tomorrow, and it was already midnight when we talked over there," Cheng Boyan said.

"Then grill the fish," Xiang Xi said, "grill the fish."

"Grilled fish..." Cheng Boyan hesitated.

"Are you saying that the fish are stale and dead fish?" Xiang Xi laughed, "Let's go to Lao Liu's place to eat, isn't his house full of freshly killed live fish?"

Cheng Boyan sighed and didn't speak anymore. He actually wanted to say that grilled fish is too unhealthy and should be eaten less.

"How about I go back and make something to eat?" Xiang Xi looked back at him.

"Grilled fish!" Cheng Boyan put his arms around his shoulders and pushed him out, "Just grilled fish!"

Hu Hai is a top-notch cook, and he is super patient in teaching others to cook. Sometimes Cheng Boyan feels that he is going to hold a class and can bring out many chefs.

But probably because Xiang Xi didn’t have the option of cooking at all when he was born, no matter how many skill points he has, there’s nowhere to add them. In short, all these years he’s been doing clinking with Hu Hai in the kitchen when he’s free, and he hasn’t been able to make a dish yet. The dishes are directly proportional to the way he cooks.

"Your followers are outside." When they left the lounge, Hu Hai walked in and said something.

The followers were three little girls, probably students, who came to drink tea two months ago and started to follow Xiang Xi on the journey between different tea houses, as long as it was night, they would come every time.

Usually just waiting for him to say hello, good night or something when he leaves.

"Here again?" Cheng Boyan was stunned for a moment, and gave Xiang Xi a hand, "Let's go later."

"Can they leave if I don't go out?" Xiang Xi said nonchalantly.

As soon as he turned out of the corridor, he saw the three little girls beside a rockery.

"Let's go." A little girl greeted Xiang Xi with a smile.

"Well," Xiang Xi nodded with a smile, "Hurry up, it's late today."

"That," the little girl stepped forward to block him, "can I take a photo with you?"

"Huh?" Xiang Xi glanced at her.

"It's right here," the little girl pointed to the rockery, "just one piece, okay?"

Xiang Xi glanced at Cheng Boyan, and stood in front of the rockery: "OK."

Cheng Boyan stepped aside and looked at Xiang Xi.

The little girl stood down next to him, stretched out her hand to hold his arm, and tilted her head to his shoulder: "Hurry up!"

Another little girl took a picture with her mobile phone, and then ran over to ask for a group photo.

Xiang Xi also agreed.

Cheng Boyan leaned against the tree behind him. Xiang Xi has changed a lot in the past few years, but he is still very cute, and the simplicity of certain things is still the same. He will still shout when he is happy, and he will shout when he is unhappy. Love to eat, love to cook, love to show off, money strings, handwriting is still pretty ugly... But it has not changed much, but it is quite big.

With regard to the scene in front of him, if it was five years ago, he might be embarrassed, impatient, and maybe even show his face to others.

Although there is only a smile on the corner of his mouth now, he looks much more stable and majestic.

There is still gangster air, and the urge to pull Baji in his bones is still there, but it is unique by the kind of self-confidence that grows from his body a little bit.

Confidence, confidence.

No matter what kind of past Xiang Xi has, what kind of struggles and unbearable memories he has had, now he has something he wants.

"I often see you come to pick him up," a little girl smiled beside Cheng Boyan, "Are you his brother or a friend?"

"Dad... friend," Cheng Boyan said, and took another look at Xiang Xi. After confirming the look in Xiang Xi's eyes, he added, "Boyfriend."

"Ah? Oh..." The little girl turned her head to look at her other two companions in surprise.

"Hurry up and go home." Xiang Xi turned and left without waiting for the little girls to say anything else.

Cheng Boyan followed him all the time, and only after he left the gate of the tea house did he say: "Hey, did you drop something?"

"What?" Xiang Xi turned around.

"This big stride, why don't you run away," Cheng Boyan said, "Do you know that your boyfriend is lagging behind you?"

Xiang Xi chuckled: "I want to come here, I'm afraid you'll be jealous and beat me up."

"I don't eat this kind of vinegar." Cheng Boyan put his arm around his shoulders and walked towards the car. "If I take a bite of this kind of vinegar, I will lose all my teeth before I reach 40."

"It's okay, I'll cook you porridge and miscellaneous beans... Ah, I remembered, did Director Xu ask you to eat this week?" Xiang Xi frowned, "You said you want me to tell her that I don't want to eat that kidney bean Will she drive me out when the beef is stewed?"

"It's all your flattery, it's delicious, let me just say a word, what's the point of praising a meal, now I feel comfortable, I will return to Du Kidney Bean." Cheng Boyan also frowned, "I'm almost out of psychological barrier."

"Forget it, why don't you get in the way of miscellaneous bean porridge, you've been eating it for the rest of your life." Xiang Xi clicked his tongue.

After getting in the car, Xiangxi put the car seat down and lay down, commanding Cheng Boyan: "Xiao Cheng, open our panoramic sunroof, panoramic view, sunroof."

"It's cold, forget it, Boss Xiang." Cheng Boyan started the car with a smile.

"I want to see the scenery," Xiang Xi said, "I have the final say on my car."

"Can't you watch it when it's closed?" Cheng Boyan glanced at him, "I also have shares in this car."

"It feels different," Xiang Xi put the tripod in front of the car, "drive faster, daddy."

Cheng Boyan pulled his collar helplessly and opened the skylight.

This car was chosen by Xiang Xi last year. Of course, he didn't have enough money, so Cheng Boyan made up part of it for him.

In fact, let Cheng Boyan say that there is no need to change cars at all. It turns out that there is nothing wrong with his car, and Xiang Xi is not willing to drive by himself when he goes out.

But Xiang Xi wanted to buy it, as if he wanted to prove something. Whenever there was an auto show, he ran to get a bag of leaflets and came back to study, Cheng Boyan didn't insist anymore.

"Hey, it's cool and refreshing," Xiang Xi huddled up on the car seat, "You said, it's called a panoramic sunroof, why can it only be half opened?"

"The one that can be fully opened is called a convertible," Cheng Boyan said. "That's not bad. Didn't you still want to buy a CC? The window can be lifted a crack."

"When I save enough money, let's change to a convertible." Xiang Xi thought for a while.

"Are you going to build a car team?" Cheng Boyan sighed, "You don't want to show off your wealth."

"Enjoy it," Xiang Xi looked at the night sky with his arms pillowed, "what's missing, what's there to show off, I guess money is the most pleasing to the eye in this life, except for you, I have never seen anyone who is more money-obsessed than me."

Cheng Boyan laughed for a long time: "Do I have to thank you for putting me before money?"

"You're welcome, you're in front of everything," Xiang Xi sat up and closed the skylight, "I'm freezing to death."

Xiang Xi's favorite grilled fish is in the small street behind the community. Xiang Xi discovered it by accident, and he would think about eating it once a month, and he would pull Cheng Boyan every time.

But the process Boyan is basically watching, watching him eat.

"I really like watching you eat, whether it's delicious or not, it's delicious." Cheng Boyan said.

"What are your hobbies?" Xiang Xi lowered his head and ate the fish. "But I also like it. I like to watch you take a bath, and I also like to watch you pretend to read a book without even looking at it."

"...that was when you were nagging on the sidelines," Cheng Boyan smiled, "I'm serious about reading when you're asleep."

"I don't nag anymore now, I don't talk so much about my old man." Xiang Xi stopped after taking two bites, and looked up at Cheng Boyan worriedly, "Tell me, in a few years, will we just be together?" Don't have anything to say?"

"I don't think it's easy." Cheng Boyan gave him a serious look. "I feel that you have been holding back for the past ten years, and now you want to get it back. Besides, even if you have nothing to say, we can still quarrel."

"Don't mention the quarrel!" Xiang Xi glared at him, "Don't mention it."

"If you don't mention it, we will quarrel once. I still remember it." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Hey, I don't know if you're not noisy. You're usually dignified... No, you don't talk too much. You've always been a hooligan." Xiang Xi thought for a while, "Usually you're very gentle, but when you quarrel, you scare me."

"I'm so angry, you'll be fine if you don't smoke." Cheng Boyan hesitated for a long time holding the chopsticks, and ate a piece of green garlic from the side of the fish.

"What's wrong with me?" Xiang Xi looked at him.

"Don't you just say don't mention it?" Cheng Boyan said with a smile.

"I'll just ask." Xiang Xi said.

"Special... ruffian," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "I can immediately imagine what it was like when you fought against others in Zhaojiayao."

Xiang Xi leaned back on the chair, smiled for a long time before sighing: "It's hopeless, my brand is too deep."

"But he's pretty handsome," Cheng Boyan said, "I admired him while cursing, oh my son, he's so imposing."

"Go ahead and go." Xiang Xi smiled and lowered his head to continue eating fish.

Back home, Xiang Xi went into the study, and stayed there for a long time without coming out. Cheng Boyan was still nestling in the study after taking a shower.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Boyan walked into the study.

"Playing with money." Xiang Xi stood beside the bookcase, facing the wall.

"Remember to wash your hands and disinfect after playing." Cheng Boyan said helplessly.

"Yeah." Xiang Xi nodded, still looking at the wall.

Ever since Xiang Xi's work was on the right track, and his income gradually stabilized and increased day by day, the study room was occupied by him.

At first, I pressed a glass plate on the desk, and took one or two hundred dollars from my monthly income to press it under the glass plate. Later, I started to hang mirror frames on the wall, and bought a photo wall as a set, which was full of money. Arranged artistically on the wall.

Cheng Boyan felt that sooner or later, Xiang Xi would lay the floor as well.

After admiring enough in the study, Xiang Xi took a shower and went into the bedroom, fell down on the bed, and hugged Cheng Boyan who was leaning on the bedside reading a book: "Hey, I have something to tell you."

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan put down his book and lay down on the pillow.

"Mantou called me today," Xiang Xi leaned on his arm, "he will come over next week."

"Didn't he say he was going to work?" Cheng Boyan said.

"It starts next month," Xiang Xi smiled, "I'm busy when I say I'm at work, so come over here to see me."

Mantou sat in prison for three years, and returned home after he was released. Compared with Xiang Xi, he found his parents very easily, and there were almost no twists and turns, because his parents were always looking for him.

Xiang Xi was filled with emotion when he saw the family hugging each other and crying in the photo he sent.

After that, Mantou went to some kind of technical school to learn how to repair cars. It is said that he learned well, and he will start to work formally soon.

"How long has he been here?" Cheng Boyan asked, "Do you want to live here?"

"For three days, I won't stay here," Xiang Xi laughed. "Are you nervous about this? Hey, I have to wash the sheets, change the sofa cover, wipe the floor, and Disinfect the dishes..."

"No way," Cheng Boyan made him laugh, "I'm almost letting you torment me now, I didn't even change the sofa cover when you spilled fruit juice on the sofa yesterday."

"Four drops, I counted." Xiang Xi stretched his waist, "Mantou said that he has booked a hotel, so I just need someone to pay to play with me."

"A day trip to Zhaojiayao?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"Hey, there really is this project. In fact, he came back because he wanted to take a look. Isn't it going to be demolished? Go for a walk, and then look back. Things and people are different, and the world is no longer. Back then and now, laugh at the past... Those who will be destroyed The buried darkness..."

"Oh, my son is extraordinary," Cheng Boyan was stunned, "Is it just a bunch of mouths now?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," Xiang Xi smiled, "I'll just say it."

Every year, Cheng Boyan felt that autumn was a bit short, and it didn't take long before it started to get cold. When he went out in the morning, he could see the breathing in front of him, which made him want to shiver.

After the cold weather, the business of the tea house will be a little weaker, and Xiang Xi will be relatively free, basically spending time in Fang Yin's studio, or going out to take pictures with him.

Sunrise, sunset, clouds, blue sky, cloudy sky, haze, all photographed.

However, Xiang Xi only takes taking pictures as a hobby, and has no idea of ​​becoming a master of photography. Occasionally, when he sees his own photos in a magazine, he will collect that issue of the magazine as a surprise.

When Cheng Boyan came home today, he was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and fiddled with the camera.

This camera was given to Xiang Xi on his birthday last year. He asked Fang Yin to pick it out without Xiang Xi behind his back. He also bought three lenses as a surprise for Xiang Xi.

Every time Xiang Xi recited it, it was as if he had just robbed 100 million from the bank. He was so nervous that he was wrapped in three layers. Sometimes Cheng Boyan took a break and went out to take pictures with him, just taking out the camera. , Cheng Boyan felt that it was enough to take a nap.

"Baby," Cheng Boyan said while changing his shoes, "I'll give you a big job for this camera."

"Huh?" Xiang Xi raised his head immediately, "You found me a job? How much?"

"... If you don't pay, it's for nothing." Cheng Boyan said.

"No time," Xiang Xi immediately lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the camera, "I'm busy, I'm so busy every day, I don't even know what I'm busy with."

Cheng Boyan entered the room with a smile, changed his clothes, came out and sat beside him: "Are you really free?"

"Want to hug me?" Xiang Xi looked at him, "Hug me gently, if I drop the camera, I'll pour the soy sauce on the sofa."

Cheng Boyan gently hugged him into his arms, touched his tear mole: "Are you really not free?"

"Look what you are doing," Xiang Xi carefully put the camera back into the bag, took the lens case and slowly installed the lenses one by one, "Just tell me, if any of your friends wants to take pictures, I will do it very hard Reluctantly and very unhappy, I took a few photos for nothing."

"Not a friend," Cheng Boyan smiled, "Did you say before that you wanted to visit the grasslands?"

Xiang Xi didn't speak, and carefully placed the camera and lens on the sofa, then turned his head and stared at him suddenly, and asked in a loud voice: "You can take a vacation this year? Can't you!"

"Going to the grassland now, there is no grass," Cheng Boyan didn't answer him, just continued with a smile, "Horses, cows, sheep, all hibernate..."

"None of the few you mentioned are hibernating, can you be more reliable in making up nonsense," Xiang Xi said, the smile in his eyes spread a little bit, "Can you take a vacation? Didn't mention it to me."

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to rest. I said you've been looking forward to it for a long time and finally disappointed," Cheng Boyan squeezed his chin, "They're all hibernating, so why don't we go to the grasslands and go see the mountains."

"Where? Where!" Xiang Xi jumped up on the sofa excitedly, then quickly touched the camera, then turned his head and continued to shout, "Where!"

Cheng Boyan said unhurriedly: "Lin He and the others just came back from Aershan..."

"The two of them went abroad?" Xiang Xi was stunned, "What kind of mountain is Aershan, the Alps? This place is called Aershan for short?"

"Aershan in Inner Mongolia," Cheng Boyan flipped through the phone, "Look at the photos they sent me. I want to make sure it's fake, so I haven't shown it to you..."

"You can hold back, you really are an old man, I wouldn't be able to hold back for 10 minutes, I'm so pretty!" Xiang Xi leaned over to take a look and shouted, "Today! This mountain! This pao! This kind is called Paozi, right? Fuck, it’s like a mirror... Was this Song Yi’s photo?"

"Well, just take the camera you used before," Cheng Boyan nodded, "Don't fuck."

"Song Yi can shoot like this?" Xiang Xi was surprised.

Cheng Boyan was delighted: "That's right, Song Yi's two knives can be shot like this. A master like my son will definitely make a big movie."

"That must be, this random frame is a big movie!" Xiang Xi stared at the photo for a long time, then raised his head, "Really?"

"Really," Cheng Boyan took the calendar on the small coffee table, took a pen, and drew a circle on the calendar, "Starting from this day, I will rest for ten days. I will drive by train and plane. You choose."

"Self-driving, we can take turns driving and play along the way," Xiang Xi said, "Is that okay?"

"Okay, I'll accompany you if you want to go for a run." Cheng Boyan said.

"I don't have enough time to run," Xiang Xi said, "My legs that have been spiked with steel nails may not be able to support half of the run."

"It's as if it's true." Cheng Boyan smiled and kissed him.

Xiang Xi waved his arm: "Then go to the Alps...no, Algeria...what's the matter with Algeria?"

"Mountain." Cheng Boyan replied.

"It's that simple, okay," he waved his arm again, "Arshan! Let's go!"

The author has something to say: Well, that's it, it should be fine, right?

In fact, whether it is five years, ten years, or 50 years, their lives should continue so peacefully, perhaps right by our side.

I wish you all a peace and tranquility, the occasional small quarrel, the happy feelings that you can touch with a raised hand and see with a turn of your head, okay.

PS, don’t ask me to write about travel. I’ve always wanted to go to Aershan, but I haven’t been able to. I’ve been to Inner Mongolia several times but I haven’t been able to...

PPS, if some comments are deleted, it’s definitely not me. I basically don’t delete comments, especially those that praise me. If you see that your comments are gone, it should be deleted by the reviewer. Such things will be deleted, and many of the reviewers don't read the content ⊙▽⊙.