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Xu Xiaotian was sitting in a noodle restaurant opposite the train station, facing Luo Xuan who had been slowly looking at the menu for 10 minutes and hadn't ordered yet.The waiter standing on the side was quite patient, staring at Luo Xuan with gritted teeth, changing legs from time to time.

Xu Xiaotian lit a cigarette and was not in a hurry, his mind was full of random thoughts, anyway, he had no appetite at all, and just stared at Luo Xuan through the smoke in a daze.

"Egg noodles." Luo Xuan ordered the simplest noodles after ten minutes, and then threw the menu card in front of him.

"Two copies." Xu Xiaotian raised his head and looked at the waiter's eyes that were about to burst into flames and said.

He understands the poor little girl's current mood very well. The two of them struggled for ten minutes, and finally only ordered two 5 yuan noodles. This is such an angry and sad thing, so He smiled sincerely as he handed the menu back to the little girl.

"Two servings of egg noodles." The little girl didn't appreciate it, she rolled her eyes and turned away.

Xu Xiaotian was overjoyed, and looked at Luo Xuan with a cigarette between his fingers: "What are you thinking about, you've been tossing around for so long with just one egg noodle."

"The cigarette is pinched." Luo Xuan smiled and pointed to the ashtray on the table.

"Just took a sip..."

"quick."

Xu Xiaotian pinched out the cigarette, lowered his head and sprayed it under the table.

"I want to find the kind of sauerkraut noodles you brought me to eat before." Luo Xuan lay on the table, resting his chin on his hands, "No."

"Sauerkraut noodles?" Xu Xiaotian shook his hand, Luo Xuan was actually looking for sauerkraut noodles, which he took him to eat when he accompanied Luo Xuan to his hometown to sketch, "There are no here...you have time, I Let's take you to eat."

Luo Xuan smiled: "You can do it for me when you have time."

"Make it for you?" Xu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, "I have no objection, but I'm afraid that it will ruin your good impression of sauerkraut noodles..."

"Actually, I don't remember what it tastes like, I just want to eat it." Luo Xuan said lightly.

Xu Xiaotian's heart twitched for a while, and he was a little emotional for a while, and wanted to smoke again, so he took a toothpick and put it in his mouth and bit it lightly: "I'll make it for you."

The sauerkraut noodles are Xu Xiaotian's best memory in the summer of his first year of high school, the quiet town, the flowers all over the mountains, Luo Xuan's smile and... the sauerkraut noodles.Of course, sauerkraut noodles, a food full of rural characteristics, is a bit nondescript mixed in this kind of sentimental memory, but Luo Xuan's satisfied expression and the tiny beads of sweat on the tip of his nose when eating sauerkraut noodles are something he will never forget. no.

Xu Xiaotian was not able to indulge in the good memories for a long time, because the phone rang suddenly, and the majestic Internationale appeared very imposing in the quiet small shop. Luo Xuan was obviously shocked, and he couldn't hold it back after holding it in for a long time, laughing loudly.

"Oh," he lay on the table, his eyes narrowed into a smile, "you are such a good young man..."

Xu Xiaotian glanced at the screen, answered the phone, it was his mother.

"Aren't you coming at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"What?" Xu Xiaotian was stunned.

"Aren't you in the car yesterday? Are you in the car? When will you arrive?" Mom asked again.

"When did I say it was yesterday's car?" Xu Xiaotian came back to his senses, "My fucking car was the day before yesterday. I've been here for half a day..."

"Oh! No way!" My mother shouted, and said to the side, "He's already here, what should I do?"

Xu Xiaotian suddenly became a little nervous: "Could it be that you and my dad are not at home?"

"Ah, it's just not at home, it's at your grandpa's house."

"You guys... are you sure I'm your own son and not picked up from the trash at the door? You can remember the date I got home wrong." Xu Xiaotian was a little sad and angry. Grandpa's house is more than half a day away from them by train, " I don't have a key, how can I get it?"

"You clearly said yesterday." Mom didn't show weakness.

"Okay ok, it was yesterday and the train was 24 hours early... now what do I do?"

"Find a place to live first, a hotel or something, isn't there a guest house outside the community..." Mom thought for a while and gave him some advice.

"Shut up, he must have no money on him. It's good to come back without buying a ticket." Dad's voice came from the phone.

"It's still my dad who understands me."

"Then...then you can figure it out, young man, you can't make do with it overnight, we will get on the bus in a while, and we will arrive early tomorrow morning." Mom thought for a while and made a concluding speech.

Xu Xiaotian hung up the phone and was a little dazed, what is this?

"Homeless?" The egg noodles had already been served on the table, Luo Xuan picked the noodles up and down, looked at him and smiled.

"Ah." Xu Xiaotian helplessly poked the noodles with his chopsticks, and lost his appetite.

"Sleep in the bridge hole."

"The bridge hole has already been divided up by members of the beggar gang. I guess I have to find a self-service bank to stay overnight."

"The self-service bank is gone, air-conditioned room." Luo Xuan said to him with a smile.

"You fucking... When did you become so poor in education?" Xu Xiaotian looked at Luo Xuan who was smiling smugly, and wanted to pinch his face.

"Go to my place." Luo Xuan said, lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles.

This seemingly casual sentence made Xu Xiaotian feel unspeakably excited. Even though it was normal for Luo Xuan to ask him to stay with him for a night under such circumstances, he still felt that he was vaguely unknown. I was a little moved, and the noodles picked up on the chopsticks were cold and I didn't put them in my mouth.

Luo Xuan didn't speak any more, just buried his head in eating the noodles, which were quite hot, and thin beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose.

"Is it convenient?" Xu Xiaotian thought of a nonsense, trying to change his current awkward image.

"How convenient do you want?" Luo Xuan didn't look up, grabbed a tissue and wiped his nose.

"Fuck," Xu Xiaotian was happy, and put down his chopsticks, "I don't sleep on the sofa."

"rest assured."

When Xu Xiaotian entered the door, he realized that he really didn't need to sleep on the sofa, and Luo Xuan's bed was more than enough for three people.

"You... sleep on such a big bed." He actually almost wanted to ask if you live alone, but he changed his words in time, put the box by the wall, and looked at Luo Xuan's room.

"Is it hot? I'll bring you ice water." Luo Xuan entered the kitchen.

This room was rented by Luo Xuan. It was a suite with kitchen and bathroom. The bed was placed in the living room, and the back room was filled with various easels and paints.Xu Xiaotian stood at the door of the inner room, the smell of paint coming to his face and the familiar scene made his nose a little sore, so he couldn't help leaning against the door frame.

The way Luo Xuan was holding a paintbrush in the sun, whenever he thought of it, his heart ached suddenly.

"It's still very messy." Luo Xuan stood beside him and handed him a glass of water. "This room is not as big as the empty room at Grandma's house. It's probably even more messy than before."

Luo Xuan still spoke in a calm tone when talking about the past. The more he was like this, the more Xu Xiaotian felt full of bitterness. If Luo Xuan scolded him, beat him up, or ignored him at all, maybe he would feel better. some.As for Luo Xuan who was always calm and indifferent, Xu Xiaotian couldn't even open his mouth to ask him how he has been in the past few years. Regarding the things he failed to muster up the courage to undertake in the past, it is not easy to say "I'm sorry".

"Is painting now?" Xu Xiaotian sat on the sofa, took a sip of water, and the cold water flowed down his throat and across his chest.

"Take some photos too." Luo Xuan turned on the TV, sat beside him, and changed channels casually with the remote control, "It's pretty comfortable."

Xu Xiaotian didn't know what to say next, so he didn't speak again.

Luo Xuan's room is very simply furnished, except for this seemingly exaggerated bed, there is only a set of sofas and a set of cabinets.The room was neatly tidied up, and some small messes made the room not feel oppressive due to over-cleaning, and the atmosphere was very warm.Xu Xiaotian looked around the room, and when his eyes fell behind the door, he froze for a moment.

There are two pairs of slippers neatly placed behind the door.

Xu Xiaotian felt that his whole body was definitely stiff at this moment. Almost at the same time he saw the slippers, he swept over the bucket of the water dispenser by the door, and there were two cups, one white and one blue, which were obviously a set.

The body seemed to be placed in an iron bucket that was being tightened constantly, the blood flow almost stopped, and the coolness conveyed by the ice water in the hand accurately surrounded the heart through the fingers.

"You now..." Xu Xiaotian sat on the sofa, his voice was tense, but he felt the bone-chilling chill in June, he asked with difficulty, "Are you alone?"

"Huh?" Luo Xuan stopped changing channels, turned his head with the remote control, and followed Xu Xiaotian's gaze to look at the door, "Ah, alone."

"... Oh." Xu Xiaotian responded, he couldn't continue to ask, why does a person have two pairs of the same slippers, a set of couple cups, he even saw the double pillows placed under the quilt on the bed .

"What's wrong?" Luo Xuan reached out and poked his arm.

"Do you still need to ask?" Xu Xiaotian replied sullenly, and suddenly felt a little passive, so he added, "Have you always been alone?"

Luo Xuan didn't speak, but leaned on the sofa and laughed: "I have two copies of everything."

Xu Xiaotian was stunned, turned his head to look at him, Luo Xuan returned and took two pens from the table behind the sofa and handed them to Xu Xiaotian.

"The pens are bought in pairs."

"You still have such a habit..." Xu Xiaotian looked at the two pens in his hand, one black and one white. It turned out that I didn't know Luo Xuan so well. During the two years they were together, they simply went to school together, came out of school together, and simply liked each other...

"It's not a habit, it's a quirk." Luo Xuan smiled.

Xu Xiaotian looked at Luo Xuan's face in a daze, but the smile remained unchanged, as if it had been gently caressed in his heart, warm and soft.He couldn't help leaning closer to Luo Xuan, holding his hand.

Luo Xuan's hands are quite thin, with slender fingers, Xu Xiaotian liked his hands very much before.Luo Xuan once told him with a slightly smug expression that if he hadn't learned to draw first, he might be a piano master now.

Xu Xiaotian pulled Luo Xuan's hand over, and kissed lightly on the fingertips. Luo Xuan's fingers trembled, and he wanted to pull his hand out, but Xu Xiaotian immediately clenched it tightly: "Show me some face."

"Why are you still so thick-skinned?" Luo Xuan smiled helplessly, leaning his head sideways on the sofa and looking at him.

"Is this considered thick, in front of you is when I have the thinnest skin." Xu Xiaotian pinched Luo Xuan's finger, Luo Xuan's finger was very soft, he felt that it could be broken with a little force.

"Oh, I'm really annoyed that you talk so nonsense." Luo Xuan frowned, but there was still a smile in his eyes.

Xu Xiaotian smiled, let go of Luo Xuan's hand, and looked at the pair of pens: "Tell me, why do you have such a quirk, this is obviously a prodigal act."

"Pretend someone is with me."