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A domestic dog in the village spotted a weasel that had sneaked into the yard, trying to grab a chicken.

The dog kept barking, and the weasel ran away.

The uncle who was woken up was holding a big broom tied with bamboo sticks, cursing and chasing the weasel blindly. The cloth shoes on his feet were all picked up, and he was thrown out when he ran, and he fell unsteadily.

The weasel had already fled away, and the uncle's house was full of chaos.

This village has been peaceful and simple for a long time. The murder of Liu Kuan is a big event. Other times, it is a trivial daily life the size of a sesame seed.

Liang Baiyu runs counter to the living atmosphere here, whether it is his appearance that does not belong to Beta, or his illness, it seems unusual.

Everyone chewed it many times in private, and some asked in front of him.

But he usually fascinates the people who ask him. He is good at responding to everything with soft and strong spring rain and summer wind, and then retreats completely.

Only tonight was an exception.

His emotions showed up.

There was a wind blowing in the grove, and the sand and soil rolled up the dead leaves to float up and fall down again. Every sound was wrapped in the bleakness before winter.

Liang Baiyu knelt down slowly, buried his face in his hands, his voice was muffled and grievous, "How could you expose me in person?"

Chen Song subconsciously said, "I'm sorry."

"Really?" Liang Baiyu still looked aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Chen Song immediately said, "Yes."

The person squatting on the ground hummed softly, with a generous gesture: "Alright then, I forgive you."

Chen Song frowned, and he realized that it was him who was angry.

In the end, the person who lied to him was angry, and he apologized...

Chen Su's face turned black and red, and he didn't know if it was more embarrassment or anger, more helplessness, or something else.

The trouser leg was pulled, and the turbulent emotions in his heart stopped for a moment, and he only knew to use the flashlight to see his captors.

"I can't get up anymore, give me a hand." Liang Baiyu stretched out his hand to Chen Suone, coquettishly.

Chen Suone touched the hand in sight, carefully brushed his fingertips with his fingertips, and rubbed against his palm little by little.

One rough and one fine, one black and one white.

It is like a rock touching a fresh stamen, the visual impact is too strong.

At the moment when he fully grasped it, Chen Suone's first feeling was that it was much smaller than his palm, and the bones and joints were also thinner. He was afraid that if the force was too strong, it would leave bruises, and then, it was hot.

The young man's body temperature seemed to be high all the time.

Those in the village who fell in love with Chen Suone felt that he was as solid and reliable as a mountain, but when he stood in front of Liang Baiyu, he would be as tolerant as water.

It was the first time that Chen Suone put on a slightly stern aura towards Liang Baiyu, and that was the situation now.

"You just went to my house to help me get medicine not long ago, and you have seen a drawer full of medicine bottles, you can't fail to see that my body is not so easy to recover, and the problem of coughing up blood is not a simple problem that can be cured. "Liang Baiyu continued to settle accounts, complaining in a tone of voice, "But, you still ask questions knowingly."

Chen Suone stood face to face with Liang Baiyu. The advantage of his size and height did not make him feel oppressed at all. On the contrary, he clasped the flashlight in both hands, and his movements were awkward and helpless.

Liang Baiyu moved closer: "Speak up."

The man glanced at him carefully, gasping regretfully in his throat.

"puff"

Liang Baiyu laughed out loud, "You really..."

Chen Suone's expression changed, and just as the anger was about to show on his face, he was scratched by an index finger on the back of his hand.

"Cute." Liang Baiyu smiled and leaned against him.

It was obviously an untimely ridicule, but when it came out of his mouth, it seemed extraordinarily sincere, a compliment from the bottom of his heart, without any weirdness or falsehood.

Chen Suone: "..."

He turned off the light again.

In the darkness, the roots of his ears were red, and his throat was throbbing.

Liang Baiyu choked with laughter. He coughed and backed away from Chen Suone. There was a rusty smell in his breath: "I'm not kidding you. The reason why I concealed you is very simple. It's just that we can say anything about our relationship. How well you listen."

Chen Suone was taken aback, and the raised temperature on the surface of the glands instantly subsided.

"You can understand, most people have more or less parts that they want to hide." Liang Baiyu listened to the wind, "I believe you have too."

Chen Suone stroked the flashlight a few times.

"This matter has changed, let's talk about something else." Liang Baiyu calmly said, "You go down the mountain to find me tonight and lose your temper with me."

Chen Song couldn't help but said, "When will I..."

Liang Baiyu glared at him angrily, "I haven't finished yet!"

"Then you say it." Chen Song pursed his lips.

"You still asked me about my illness. You never asked me before, but this time you didn't respect me. It's not like your style of doing things at all. Did Teacher Yang mention me to you during the day?" Liang Baiyu leaned on on a tree.

Chen Suone wanted to explain again, but he was interrupted before he could even make a sound.

"Don't answer, let me guess." Liang Baiyu narrowed her eyes, "She probably means that I don't have much work left, right?"

Chen Song originally wanted to say that he did not disrespect him, but now his words are all blocked.

Some words become taboo at some point.

"You, take it to heart." Liang Baiyu sighed, and raised the corners of her soft mouth, "I'm very happy, you care about me."

Then he said seriously: "However, you still have to make up your own mind, don't take everything you hear seriously."

It was pitch black all around, Chen Song didn't make a sound, and Liang Baiyu didn't continue to speak.

After a while, Liang Baiyu stood up straight, and the tree he had crushed shook for a while, and he said amidst the rattling, "In a few days..."

The young man didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Chen Song uttered a questioning syllable.

"Come to my house in a few days, and I'll cook something delicious for you." Liang Baiyu smiled.

Before Chen Suone's eyes flashed the crucian carp jumping around on the ground, the cutting board, and the pot washing water spilled everywhere.

"Good," he said.

After leaving the grove, the two of them crossed the broken bridge. There was no moon in the night sky above their heads, and the faint starlight was gone.

"I want to take my dad to the county to see a doctor, you," Chen Suone said while walking along the uneven path ahead, "do you want to go with me?"

Liang Baiyu looked surprised: "Aren't you afraid that your father won't make it to the county if he sees me?"

What Chen Suong wanted to say, Liang Baiyu, who was originally beside him, strode forward, his thin figure gradually blurred in the light he shot, until it was completely swallowed up by the night.

Liang Baiyu's voice came from the front, "You can't have both in one's life. If you think about it, think about it. If you can't think about it, you have to find a way to make yourself think about it."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, and don't think about this and that, just live your life, isn't it just living one day at a time."

"Although I call you Bodhisattva, don't take it seriously." Liang Baiyu walked further and further away, his voice was blown away by the wind, he said, "Bodhisattvas sacrifice themselves to save others, and they end up miserable."

The person disappeared from Chen Suone's sight, and he searched quickly by the light of the flashlight.

No.

Chen Suone almost tripped over a lump of soil, he panted heavily, his back was wet with undulating muscles: "Liang Baiyu? Where are you?"

"I'm here." Liang Baiyu's voice came from diagonally behind.

Chen Suone's running pace faltered, he wanted to ask the young man why he didn't make a sound when he ran past, and also wanted to ask the young man what he was doing behind him.

But the sentence he spit out from his mouth was: "Are you still going up the mountain?"

"No, please take me home, my flashlight won't work." Liang Baiyu covered her mouth and coughed lightly.

Chen Song didn't wait for him to come over, so he turned around to look for him.

The wind was strong, Chen Suone took off his coat and gave it to Liang Baiyu, who was pushed away.

"I don't want to wear it, it's not cold." Liang Baiyu tucked his hands into the sleeves of his blue-red shirt, "I'd like to ask you something, did the village suffer from chicken plague last year?"

"No."

"Then do you think there will be one this year? I'm worried that the two chickens I raised will die." Liang Baiyu nagged worriedly, "I still want to wait until the Chinese New Year to eat it."

The words Yang Lingling said before leaving the kitchen emerged in Chen Su's mind, and he tightened his grip on the coat.

"If your chickens freeze to death, or run away, you come to my house during the Chinese New Year, and I will make you whatever you want to eat."