After being seized by the pillow man

It takes four hours to drive from the countryside to Ancheng when the road conditions are good.

Xi Han was driving the navigation. There was less traffic on the county side, and the road was not blocked like a long queue. He was not driving fast, and the car was driving smoothly on the road.

Through the car window, Yin Yansheng can see the faint mountain peaks in the distance, dark blue, a bit like the color on the map of thousands of mountains, rivers and mountains, misty and faintly visible.

Yin Yansheng suddenly turned to Xi Han and said, "Look at that mountain, I've been up there before."

The mountain is not high, and it has been developed into a tourism project in recent years. At the foot of the mountain is a farmhouse run by local people. It has been opened in a hurry, and the days are booming.

Xi Han took a glance with his eyes, and saw that there were misty mountain peaks on both sides of the road. It was hard to tell whether the top of the mountain was fog or cloud, but it was hazy and indistinct.

"When did the kid go?"

Yin Yansheng said: "Five or six years old, I went with my mother."

Before his mother passed away, he returned to his hometown during the Chinese New Year, and his mother took him here to climb mountains.

Xi Han looked at Yin Yan's voice, and the eyes of the person beside him were black and white, and there was some warmth in their eyes. At this moment, the grievances just disappeared, and the eyes looked a little crystal clear.

He tapped his finger on the steering wheel, looking for the indicator to go to the foot of the mountain.

Yin Yansheng saw that the car that was supposed to turn right was going straight ahead, he said, "You seem to be going the wrong way."

You should turn right at the fork in the road just now, which is not the right way to go.

Xi Han calmly watched the road ahead, and the scenery outside quickly reversed: "I want to go to the mountain you just mentioned."

Yin Yansheng's heart moved slightly, Xi Jiaojiao was actually as careful as a hair, and often had a kind of silent tolerance, just like now: he didn't say that he wanted to take him there, only that he wanted to go.

With a kind of connivance and protection of self-esteem.

Yin Yansheng fell silent.

He just leaned back on the chair and looked at Xi Jiaojiao seriously.

Everything is good-looking on the face, and the body is also good-looking.

I haven't felt bored after watching it for five years, and I can watch it like this for a lifetime.

Sensing Yin Yansheng's gaze, the corners of Xi Han's lips twitched slightly.

The destination is not far away, and we will arrive in half an hour.

The car drove into the alley, and on one side was the self-built house of the farmhouse. The red iron gate looked festive, and the land in front of the gate was divided into a parking area.

Xi Han asked Yin Yansheng which one he wanted to enter. In front of him was a row of farmhouses. The decorations were quite similar. At first glance, they couldn’t tell each other apart. Yin Yansheng had long forgotten which one he went to, and in the end he chose at will. family.

Xi Han parked the car at the door, the shop owner Xu heard the voice and went out to greet him.

A middle-aged man, cleanly dressed, Zhou Zheng, who smiles when he sees people, looks like the kind of person who is good at doing business: "Here you are, the two guests just happened to be, can you go up the mountain today?"

If he was going up the mountain, there was a high probability that he would rest here tonight. If he didn't go up the mountain, he would have a meal at noon.

Xi Han parked the car and got down, Yin Yan said: "Shall we go back today?"

Xi Han said: "I'm not going back." Now that I'm here, I'll stay here for a day.

The boss understood, and quickly welcomed the person in: "Come on, it's cold outside, go in and have a meal first."

Entering the inside, the two-storey building, the outermost one is for guests to live in, and there are some houses built inside, which are reserved for the family members.

The place to eat is on the first floor, with a few scattered private rooms. When they came today, there was still a group of people, and they could hear the voices inside.

The boss brought over the menu. There are quite a lot of dishes on it. The dishes made of seasonal vegetables are not bad just by looking at the photos.

Yin Yansheng took a look, and brought the menu in front of Xi Han: "Take a look, what do you want to eat?"

Xi Han glanced at it and said whatever he wanted.

Yin Yansheng ordered a few dishes by himself, and the boss remembered to ask him to wait a while.

The dishes were served quickly, and the two of them just chatted casually for a while before serving them one after another. The steamed fish was cooked like eggplant, and there was a soup that was said to be made from an old hen.

Xi Han filled a bowl of soup for Yin Yansheng, with golden chicken fat floating on it, and dried shiitake mushrooms and goji berries were added to it, and a few red dates were added for decoration, so that it could taste a little sweet after drinking.

Opposite the window is the mountain, high and steep, but it's a pity that it's not the right time to come, there is not much greenery, it looks lonely and bleak.

Xi Han picked up a large piece of fish with his serving chopsticks, picked out the spines, and put the snow-white fish on the small plate in front of Yin Yansheng. Some steamed fish juice was dipped on it, and it was dyed like light soy sauce. There is a fragrance when you smell the shredded green onion dotted on it.

Yin Yansheng watched Xi Jiaojiao's movements: "No, I can do it myself, you hurry up and eat something." The other party also drove for four hours, and it was also for breakfast.

Xi Han moved his chopsticks a few times, drank some soup, and now he is sitting lazily. He seems to be rarely 'hungry', and most of the time he only eats a little, slowly.

Yin Yansheng looked at Xi Jiaojiao's appearance and asked, "Is it not to your taste?" The food in this restaurant is actually okay, but it's not as good as the restaurants they usually go to.

Xi Han: "No, I'm not hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, a spoonful of meat was handed in front of him. Xi Han looked up at Yin Yansheng, who put it to his lips, and said softly, "Eat a little, you usually eat less."

Xi Han's food intake is actually not small, five to seven percent full, but in Yin Yansheng's view, he was not full. He was hungry very quickly during adolescence, and usually started growling before class was over. Yin Yansheng put Xi Han I always feel hungry when I measure my food intake.

His eyes are full of his reflection, his tone seems to be coaxing, with a little softness.

The kid seriously wanted him to eat more.

He can't count the number of dinners and banquets he has attended, and he has eaten all delicacies from mountains and seas. If he wanted to, countless people would bring the meals to their lips.

But he didn't want to beg and didn't want to catch a certain line, the only person who wanted to feed him was the kid in front of him.

Xi Han held the spoon in his eyes, his thin lips took the meat in, chewed it a few times and then swallowed it.

Seeing that Xi Jiaojiao was willing to eat, Yin Yansheng took another spoonful, and Xi Han waved his hands to pick up the chopsticks himself.

After a meal, the two went up the mountain.

In winter, the steps are a bit slippery, and there seems to be a layer of frost on them. The original one-hour journey has doubled, and it was already dark when I came down from the mountain.

Xi Han didn't bring his pajamas, and sat on the sofa in the room by himself, with his hands crossed, only looking at the bed.

Staring at it steadily, it seems to be thinking about something, but it doesn't mean to lie on it.

At first, Yin Yansheng didn't know why he looked like this, but when he walked up to him, he reached out and touched the bed sheet, and it felt a bit rough, so he will understand now.

There is a difference between a four-figure hotel for one night and a 200 yuan farmhouse with bedding, not to mention comfort, and hygiene alone may not be able to pass in Xi Jiaojiao's heart.

He walked over and sat beside Xi Han, and put his arms around him: "You don't want to sleep here? How about we go to the car and spend the night."

Xi Han looked sleepy, his thin lips pursed slightly, he paused for a long time before saying: "Forget it, don't go to the car, just sleep here."

Then he got up and walked to the bed step by step.

When I lifted the quilt, I pulled it twice, took off my coat and lay down, the quilt barely covered my abdomen.

Then he reached out and patted the side of his side, looking at himself like that.The meaning is obvious: Come and sleep next to me.

Yin Yansheng walked over and lay down, with an arm wrapped around his waist, Xi Han hugged him, buried his head on his neck, and breathed on his skin.

He still looked very repulsed by this bed, as if deliberately paralyzing himself, only sniffing the breath of Yin Yansheng.

Yin Yan wanted to laugh, but he only took off his coat, and now he didn't feel sleepy at all: "Xi Han."

"Ok?"

"I haven't showered in four days."

He was a little curious about Xi Jiaojiao's reaction, she liked to be clean, and usually took off her clothes as soon as she got home, like now, it was almost unbearable.

Will Xi Jiaojiao let him go or move her hand away.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt her breathing stagnate around her neck, and there was an itchy feeling of broken hair on her neck, and then she was kissed at her Adam's apple. Xi Jiaojiao's voice was a little low: "You smell very good."

What did Yin Yansheng want to smell good? It's fine if he doesn't have any smell on him, but can he still smell good?

The advantage of living here is that there is a window next to the bed, and a height difference is formed when lying down. Outside the window is the starry sky, which is not as bright as the stars in summer in winter, but the sky is still bright with stars, blocked by the high-rise buildings in Anseong. In the desolate and magnificent starry sky, everything seemed to be still in this small courtyard, and they saw the stars again.

And the last time I remember, it seemed to be when my mother was still there.

Yin Yansheng turned sideways, and suddenly said softly: "I read a passage before, which probably means that the stars we see may be the same as they were many years ago, and some of them have even died."

The universe is too vast and boundless, and when it is transmitted to the solar system and then received with the eyes, there is already a time difference. Even the sun we see every day is the same as it was 8 minutes ago, and the brightest Sirius star is already eight years ago.

Thinking about it this way, even the stars will perish, and people are really too insignificant.

Xi Han surrounded Yin Yansheng, his voice was also very soft, his voice was as low as a dream, quietly flowing into Yin Yansheng's ears: "I have seen a map of the starry sky on a certain day in 1700 BC."

"About the Xia Dynasty, when Vega was at the highest point in the sky, it was at its brightest."

"4000 years later, it's still the brightest one on a summer night."

Yin Yansheng heard Xi Han speak, and his voice was like a ray of wind: "The changes of 4000 years are difficult to capture with the naked eye. The stars many years ago are basically the same as they are now, and the stars many years later are not much different from the present."

"It doesn't matter if it existed many years ago, or it has been dead for many years, as long as we see it, it exists."

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes.

There was dryness in his voice: "My mother died when I learned to look at the stars." Grandma said that my mother became a star, which seemed to be a good consolation, and when I was older, I read some astronomy books and had some superficial understanding .

In this silent night, Yin Yansheng looked at Xi Han and said, "Xi Han, why do you look at the stars?"

why do you look at the stars

Is it also because of the death of a relative?

Xi Han held Yin Yansheng's hand for a moment, and he half-closed his eyes as if he didn't hear what Yin Yansheng said. It was so long that Yin Yansheng thought that he would not say anything this time, then he said: "Because one is very important to me. Very important people passed away."

His voice is very calm, without much emotion, but when you look closely, there is a kind of lightness and darkness in his eyes, which can't even penetrate the light.