four o'clock

The homeroom teacher stepped on the get out of class bell and announced that it would be a holiday in the afternoon, and it would be closed for three consecutive days during the Ching Ming Festival holiday.

The class is cheering, the holiday now means no time for homework!

Class teacher: "The homework is published in the WeChat group."

Everyone: "..."

The two of them waited until the students had almost left before going downstairs. As soon as they reached the door, they were blown with yellow sand all over their heads and faces by the sandstorm outside.

Wen Yuji took off his school uniform, put it on Li Song and himself, and said, "Let's run back."

Li Song knew that the wind was strong in the north in spring, but he never expected it to be so strong that the visibility did not exceed ten meters.

He hugged Wen Yusong by his side, firmly grasping the school uniform. In the small space, there were only two people with their heads together, and said to Wen Yusong with a smile, "Let's run home in one breath."

Wen Yuzhi's eyes fell on his lips, and he stared at his lips for a while, then kissed his lips.

Li Song: "..."

His eyes darkened, he clasped Wen Yuji's shoulder and kissed his lips that were less than five centimeters away.

The two stood quietly at the entrance of the school hall, covered with a layer of school uniform, secretly kissing underneath, tasting some kind of secret stimulation.

Wind and sand mixed with rain fell outside the window, and muddy water splashed on the ground.

The security guard's voice came from behind: "Why don't you two leave?"

Li Song was stunned for a moment, his lips parted, his body fluid was involved, he licked his lips, his dark eyes stared at Wen Yuji's watery eyes which were kissed, he bent his lips and said: "It's windy, let's go now."

The rain on the road was getting heavier and heavier, splashing the two of them all over their bodies. The school uniforms they were wearing blocked the wind and sand, and the rain fell on it with a smell of mud.

When they ran home, both of them were drenched, and their teeth chattered from the rain.

Fortunately, the cushions on the hanging chairs in the courtyard have not been taken out in the past few days. Most of the petals of the apricot tree have been destroyed, and they are spread in the yard and on the chairs mixed with mud and water.

Wen Yu sent the door open, changed his shoes, and said, "Go take a shower quickly."

Li Song: "You go first."

Wen Yuji looked up at him: "How about together?"

Li Song: "..."

Li Song: "No, I can't stand it."

Pointing to his own lips, he said, "I still found the fire just now, if we don't have lunch at noon, you go first, be obedient."

Wen Yuji didn't understand what he meant, but he obediently obeyed and went into the bathroom.

The water dripping from the clothes on his body was muddy, Li Song took off his coat and pants, and threw them into the washing machine.

Wen Yu sent it out very quickly. She came out wearing the nightgown that was just washed yesterday, and called Li Song: "Brother, I've finished washing."

Li Song lit a fire in the kitchen and started the stove. The weather has warmed up recently, and the heating has stopped. I didn't expect to encounter such a cold day. Ari hid in the warmest place on the kang, got into the blanket and couldn't come out. The temperature in the room was not high .

Wen Yuji stood at the door and wiped his hair, calling Li Song: "Brother, I have a fever, you go take a bath."

Li Song stood up and said, "It's ready."

Wen Yuji looked at his face, blinked, and said nothing.

Li Song: "?"

Wen Yuji twitched the corner of his mouth, but still couldn't hold back, he let out a laugh.

Li Song didn't know when a streak of soot was rubbed on his face, probably from his fingers. He looked at Wen Yu and smiled without noticing it, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yuji pointed to his cheek, pushed him into the bathroom, and said with a smile, "Go take a shower."

Li Song: "..."

Li Song stopped, turned his head, and acted coquettishly in a soft voice: "Kiss first."

Wen Yu sent a suppressed smile: "No kiss."

Li Song frowned, pretending to be dissatisfied: "Why?"

Wen Yu sent a smile and said: "Okay, the bathroom is still warm, hurry up."

Li Song was helpless and said, "Bring me my pajamas."

Wen Yu sent: "It's hanging inside."

He still couldn't help it, reached out and rubbed Li Song's cheeks, but didn't rub it off, sighed and said: "Go and wash, lunch is easy to make, and you can eat it after washing."

Potato powder, hot and sour powder, directly boil vermicelli in a casserole bag, mix the perfect base ingredients by yourself, add sesame oil and chili oil, add meat dishes such as fish balls and shrimp slippery, and serve with fresh leaves, very convenient Made a warming casserole.

When Li Song came out, it wasn't cooked yet, Wen Yuji handed him the sweet potatoes that had been baked in the oven, and Li Song went back to the house with the sweet potatoes and shared them with Ari.

The rain outside the window lightened up again, and the sand and dust brought down by the rain became bigger again, and the gravel beat against the window. Ari was a little scared, so Li Song drew the curtains.

The warm light was turned on in the room, and Wen Yuji brought the casserole up, and the aroma overflowed instantly. The two of them ate on the kang, which was spicy and refreshing, and the chill in their stomachs was dispelled.

Wen Yuji is not in the class group, Li Song is here, neither of them has a serious guardian, they are both in the state of "I take care of myself", Li Song glanced at the homework in the group, and put his phone away without interest side.

After the meal, the kang was also hot, Li Song cleaned up the table, and the stove was fully ignited. When he came back, Wen Yuji was pulling Ah Li's fur.

Wen Yuji lay on his stomach under the blanket, with his chin resting on his left hand, Ahri's fat round face was resting on the two cat's paws, the fur on his body was pulled off by Wen Yuji for a while, one person and one cat face to face, It looks very cute.

Li Song lifted the blanket and lay beside Wen Yuji, yawned comfortably, and said, "Honey, will our pigs be bald tomorrow?"

Wen Yuji put his long legs on Li Song's lap, yawned contagiously, and said, "No."

Li Song: "Shall we sleep for a while?"

Wen Yusong hugged his arm, rubbed his cheeks, and said lazily: "This weather is most suitable for eating, drinking, and sleeping."

It really doesn't get any more comfortable than this.

Wen Yuji always said that he loves to enjoy, but he thinks that Wen Yuji is the one who loves to enjoy. Because he loves life and has the most suitable way of getting along with him, he can always find the most comfortable way to live , he was a true romantic.

And every romantic has suffered the devastation of the world.

Li Song pulled the blanket for the boy beside him, put his arms around his waist, and closed his eyes.

On the first day of the Ching Ming Festival holiday, it was raining lightly.

It rained all night. When I woke up the next morning, the sand, dust and mud in the yard were washed away. The drizzle fell with the breeze, and there was a slight rustling sound in the secluded yard. The rainwater from the eaves gathered The rain curtain dripped in front of the door, separating the curtain.

The apricot blossoms on the trees became more and more brilliant after the new rain. The rainwater on the ground flowed into the drainage ditch along the wall of the yard, and the clear rainwater brought the fallen flowers to the outside. When Li Song went out to look, he found that Grandma Wang’s house had entered In my yard, pink flowers bloomed on the branches of a crabapple tree. The shape and size are similar to those of an apricot tree. The rainwater dripped down the eaves on the petals, and then fell on the ground along the petals, splashing water. There are many kinds of beauty, one of which is called falling flowers in the courtyard.

The air was filled with the fragrance of soil, and he was surprised to find a black-body and white-bellied bird flying by the window. He turned his head to look at Wen Yuji: "Yu'er, the swallow seems to be here."

Wen Yuji ran out to take a look, and it happened that a swallow touched the small vegetable garden like a dragonfly, and flew away again.

Wen Yuji watched it hovering in the air, and said, "This is the first swallow to come to our house. I don't know whose house it will settle down in."

Li Song: "Swallows are architects. They must choose a place where they can avoid the attack of natural enemies and be dry and leeward."

Wen Yu sent her lips bent: "People of the older generation say that swallows don't enter the house of worry."

Li Song: "The enemy?"

Wen Yuji explained: "That is to say, swallows will choose a harmonious and beautiful family to live in. Whoever has swallows to live in, it means that this family is doing well. Some people say that swallows can bring happiness to this family. Good luck."

Li Song stared at the swallow, which circled for a while in the drizzle, and then fell back to the eaves of his house.

The two ran out to look, and saw it tilting its head to look at the leeward angle formed between the eaves and the wall.

Li Song said softly: "I guess it wants to be our neighbor."

Wen Yuji was also afraid of scaring it away, so he whispered happily: "It's been a long time since the swallow came to our house, it would be great if it really came to our house."

Li Song liked the term "our family" that Wen Yuji casually said, and felt that there was a warm sense of belonging. The rain was a bit heavy, so Li Song took him back to the house and said, "It feels like this The weather is so comfortable, humid and not cold."

Wen Yuji handed him the prepared strawberry egg tart, and said in a warm voice: "The weather in April is the most comfortable. During Qingming, it can rain continuously for several days. After the rain, all the plants turn green. "

Spring returns to the land is always a surprise. The drivers here are distinct. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are equally divided into ages, and each has its own beauty. Li Song took a bite of the sweet and fragrant egg tart and said, "Do you want to grow vegetables?"

Wen Yu sent: "En."

He pursed his lips, making pasta and pastry, and said, "Choose a day when the weather is good, tidy up the small yard, and just sow green vegetables."

Li Song looked at the dough in his hand and asked, "What is this for?"

Wen Yu sent: "It's Qingming, go see grandpa and grandma."

Li Song looked at his profile and said, "I'll go too."

Wen Yu sent: "..."

Wen Yu sent: "Let's forget it, we have a burial here, I'm afraid you will be afraid."

Now burial has been gradually replaced by cremation, but the less-populated and economically underdeveloped areas dominated by arable land and agriculture still retain the tradition of burial.

Li Song: "I'm not afraid."

Wen Yu sent: "..."

Wen Yu sent: "Let's talk about it."

Li Song was not very happy, he hugged Ari to watch TV in the living room, when Wen Yuji came out of the kitchen, he deliberately turned his face away and hummed softly, for fear that Wen Yuji would not know that he was angry.

Wen Yuji bent his lips and opened the door to let in the fresh air from the window.

The rain was not heavy, and the melodious birdsong was faintly heard. The air was humid and the wind was very comfortable.

When Wen Yu sent his head back, Li Song immediately moved his head away again, and watched TV with a cold face, as if it wasn't him who was watching him from behind.

Like a child, Wen Yu sent a glass of water to drink, and said, "If you want to go, I will take you there."

Li Song finally looked at him.

Wen Yuji couldn't help laughing, and said, "Just let grandpa and grandma see you."

Li Song was satisfied and said, "I should have gone."

Wen Yu sent a gentle smile to his eyes, and said: "They are buried together. Most people here will make a grave for themselves when they get old. Grandpa specially opened a small window at the place where the two tombs are connected." , this is 'Guo Xianqiao', which means that the two husband and wife who are buried together hope that they can renew their relationship in the next life and become husband and wife again."

Li Song was a little shocked, and said: "Then we will be like this when we are older."

Wen Yuji gave him a helpless look, and said, "Ching Ming Festival, won't you say something nice?"

Li Song chuckled and said, "Then I'll make it nice."

He said, "I love you, Xiaoyuer."