After being seized by the pillow man

Outside the window are high-rise buildings with a height of nearly [-] stories in the clouds in the early morning, but now the sky outside is dark, and the background in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows is row upon row of buildings, and the layers of light are still shining, as if the stars in the sky are embedded in this reinforced concrete in the city.

Hua Jia wore high heels all day, and now the inner side of her toes was aching. She moved her toes lightly, crying in her heart that she would definitely be swollen when she went back tonight.

She was originally Jiang Yujiang's secretary. Later, after hearing that Jiang had a health problem, another person took over. The other party was also Jiang's management team. She got started very quickly, but she has been really busy recently! !

The other party has been working overtime. The original two meetings were abruptly added to three, and the series of work of sorting out the content and coordinating the time is going to drive people crazy.

She lamented her miserable status as a worker ten thousand times in her heart, took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and said seriously: "Mr. Xi, this is the schedule for the next few days."

The man who was originally at the desk raised his head. He was dressed in a dark blue formal suit. His hair was combed upwards, revealing his smooth forehead. The ends of his eyebrows were sharp and slightly raised.

He said, "Leave it here."

Xi Han flipped through the schedule, rubbed his forehead and said, "Rearrange tomorrow's schedule and give me two days to spare."

Hua Jia was taken aback for a moment before hearing him say, "I'm going to spend New Year's Eve in China."

In the corner of the desk is a handmade calendar with a snowflake pattern printed on it. One of the pages has probably been folded, and the outside looks a little bumpy.

She realized belatedly that it was almost the Spring Festival in China.

Hua Jia has no plans to go back this year. Firstly, she has her own job. Secondly, the air ticket to return to China during the Spring Festival is too expensive. Firstly, the round-trip expenses can directly cover two-thirds of the savings. Send the money back and rest for a while.

She nodded: "Okay, I'll rearrange it."

The young woman went out, and the sound of her high heels falling to the ground gradually disappeared. Xi Han looked at the re-closed door, thought for a few seconds, and then took out his phone.

It's eight o'clock in the morning in China now, and I don't know what his children are doing at this time.

I tapped the communication tool twice with my finger, and after a few seconds of beeps, the other party quickly connected.

"Xi Han."

The voice was clear and clear, without the laziness of waking up in the morning.

Xi Han smiled: "The kid is awake?"

Yin Yansheng said: "Grandma is at home, she wakes up early and I wake up with her." The old man doesn't sleep very well. He sleeps lightly and wakes up early but is prone to sleepiness.

Xi Han said: "Today is the 28th of the twelfth lunar month."

"Grandma sent out some noodles today, and said she wanted to steam some steamed buns." Yin Yansheng paused slightly at this point: "Hey, do you know steamed buns?"

This is also the characteristic of Ancheng.

The styles of steamed buns include butterfly-shaped and flower-shaped. You can also put some bean paste in the middle, and some paint some pigment on the flowers. Figure auspicious.

Xi Han thought for a while and said, "I know." I saw it in a supermarket some time ago, and it was quite nice.

The two chatted for a while, and Yin Yansheng suddenly said, "Are you busy now? Am I bothering you?"

Originally, Xi Han had a phone call, and he himself couldn't stop talking, but now he realized it belatedly, and he had been chatting for half an hour.

Xi Han looked at the document in his hand, he was wearing earphones just now, and he was dual-purpose: "I'm not busy, I didn't bother me."

Yin Yansheng said a few more words, he stopped the meeting, and asked casually, "What do you eat on New Year's Eve? Is there a reunion dinner there?"

In fact, this was a little cautious on his part. He didn't know whether Xi Han would come back this year, and he didn't want to directly ask "are you coming back?", so he asked if there was a reunion dinner in another way.

If Xi Han said yes, it would mean that he really won't come back this year. If he just said, "What does the reunion dinner here have to do with me, I'll go back to eat it", that would be great.

Yin Yansheng's heart skipped a beat, waiting for his reply.

Xi Han raised his eyebrows, tapped the pen with his fingertips and made regular noises, and said deliberately with great interest: "Yes, but the taste is not very good."

The kid over there said 'oh'.

Dry.

Xi Han can almost imagine the expression of his own child at this time, thin lips slightly pursed, face is fair, eyelashes are thick, black and long on the eyelids.

Yin Yansheng looked at the time and felt that the two had chatted long enough, so he told Xi Han, "Go to bed early so you don't get too tired."

Xi Han responded, and then ended the call.

He looked at the schedule, and he would be able to meet the children at home in another thirty hours.

The [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month is always different.

The house has been cleaned long ago, and the windows and lamps have been wiped. Yin Yansheng bought vegetables and meat at the supermarket in the morning and plans to cook New Year's Eve dinner in the evening.

Grandma Yin ate less and said not to prepare too much.But at the very least, fish and chicken are essential. In addition, I also fried two vegetarian dishes and dumplings stuffed with shrimp.

Sitting in the living room at eight o'clock in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast on the TV, and I was full of joy.

Yin Yansheng doesn't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala very much, mainly because of the habit of the elderly. She watches the Spring Festival Gala every year, which is almost an indispensable item for the Spring Festival.

Grandma Yin watched the TV, first the songs and then the sketches. After a few familiar faces came out, the old man laughed.

Yin Yansheng remained silent the entire time. After taking a few mouthfuls of the cooked food, he put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked out the window in a trance.

In fact, he has lived like this before, and he has spent countless Spring Festivals with his grandma, and there is no difference, but this year he feels a little lonely.

He is actually not clingy, he cleans up and prepares meals by himself and arranges his life in an orderly manner, but now he starts to miss someone.

It was entangled, wrapped him like a big net, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and the ringtone was muffled in the living room where the TV was on. Yin Yansheng suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the door.

Grandma Yin saw her silent grandson standing up all of a sudden and walking towards the door quickly, even jumping up because of her quick figure.

"Hey, why doesn't this kid go well?"

Yin Yansheng didn't listen to grandma's words at all, his hand that opened the door trembled slightly, and when he saw the person behind the door, he stayed where he was, and asked in surprise and joy, "Why are you back?" It's not that he wants to have a reunion abroad rice?

this question.

Xi Han walked into the room, changed his shoes and lowered his voice to tease him: "You can't ask me this question, or I think there is a wild man hiding in the house."

"No, you know I don't mean that."

His eyes are black and bright, so he looks so cute and playful, I can't help being funny.

Xi Han walked towards the old man sitting on the sofa, and said with a smile, "Hello grandma, happy new year."

Grandma Yin nodded hurriedly: "It's good that you come back." She glanced at the food on the table: "Why didn't you say it earlier, we'll wait for you." The food has already moved a few mouthfuls.

Xi Han glanced at it and said, "Don't wait, I already ate on the plane." He didn't have a good appetite after getting off the plane, maybe it was affected by the air pressure, and he didn't really want to eat.

Yin Yansheng said: "It's okay, grandma, I'll cook some dumplings for him."

After saying that, he washed his hands and went to the kitchen, and Xi Han followed.

Yin Yansheng rolled up his sleeves and poured hot water into the pot, and the chopping board beside him was filled with wrapped dumplings, which looked pleasing to the eye.

Xi Han twisted one and weighed it in his hand: "What stuff?"

"Shrimp, I added some carrots and shiitake mushrooms to it." Yin Yansheng stared at the pot to estimate the water temperature, and when the water boiled, he slid down the side of the pot: "Do you want the one with soup or dipped in sauce?"

Before Xi Han could speak, he said again: "Forget it, I'll make you some of both."

He was busy, and went to prepare the soup base again. Wearing gray home clothes, he looked clear and lively beside the white mist rising from a pot of hot water.

Xi Han looked at it, then reached out and put his arms around his waist: "No, I want to eat something dipped in vinegar."

The kitchen is semi-open, but there is a blind spot in the living room, so don't worry about being seen by grandma. Xi Han was a little unscrupulous, sliding his hand up his back, rubbing his shoulder blades lightly, and said in a deep voice in the child's ear: "You Still don't know what I really want to eat?"

Yin Yansheng turned his head to look at him, as if saying how he acted so boldly.

After the dumplings were cooked, they took them out and brought them to the living room. Grandma Yin didn't dare to eat them for fear of overcooking. Yin Yansheng just ordered and didn't eat them. Only Xi Han ate them.

There were not many cooked in total, only twenty, Xi Han ate ten and said he didn't want to eat, Yin Yansheng ate the rest.

The Spring Festival Gala was still going on, Grandma Yin went to bed early, squinted her eyes after staying up for a while, and went back to her room to sleep, leaving behind two people who didn’t like to watch the Spring Festival Gala,

Xi Han didn't like to watch it either. He had a headache. After eating the dumplings, he went to wash up, and then went to sleep in his room.

Yin Yansheng tidied up roughly, and went into the bedroom after taking a shower.

The light in the bedroom was still on, maybe it was specially reserved for him. The warm yellow light illuminated the bedroom, and it was quiet. The person on the bed had his eyes closed, and his face was hidden in the dark.

He was peaceful when he fell asleep, perhaps because he was sleepy, his broken hair was messed up on the pillow, and he lost the sense of boundary during the day.

Yin Yansheng came up quietly and lay down next to Xi Han. Just as he was about to reach out to turn off the light, the person behind him came up to him, an arm wrapped around his waist from behind, and his breath rang in his ears: "Little friend."

The voice was crisp and numb, and it was soft, Yin Yansheng felt that those rumored voices that impregnated the ears were like this.

He turned his head to face Xi Han, and asked softly, "Why didn't you sleep, is it because you have a headache?" Xi Jiaojiao has this problem, she was sick before, and it will take a few days for her to recover.

Xi Han gave a 'hmm' not too concerned, and his hand had already reached in along the hem of his clothes.

"When are you leaving?"

"Afternoon on the first day of the new year."

That's only one day, less than 24 hours.

Yin Yansheng held down the restless hand through the thin cloth: "Go to sleep, and rest quickly." Lack of sleep will not heal the headache.

There was desire in Xi Han's voice, and his breath was heavy: "Kids, how long has it been since we haven't seen each other?"

The eyes of the people beside him were much deeper, like a cluster of flames ignited, and they just looked at him straight.

Yin Yansheng found that he couldn't resist his breath and eyes, and unconsciously loosened the strength in his hands by three points, and said without confidence: "Then...then you have to rest."

Xi Han stared at him for a few seconds.

Yin Yansheng took a look, his eyes had already drifted.

He pursed his lips, as if he had made a decision, and whispered in Xi Han's ear, "Can I... help you?"

The person in front of him didn't look flustered, but he almost didn't dare to look at him, his eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly spreading its wings, his collarbone was exquisite, and after seeing his gaze, he slowly turned his head away, revealing a white jade-like neck.

Xi Han touched his lips, pressing and rubbing them slowly, he traced back and forth with his fingertips, his voice was like a sea monster on a rock: "Little friend, why... help me?"

"That's...that's it."

There was a bulge in the middle of the quilt, vaguely as if someone was hiding, the rustling sound came, suppressed to the extreme.

……

When Yin Yansheng lifted the quilt and was about to go to the bathroom, someone grabbed his ankle.

A warm hand burned directly into the skin, like a water ghost in a supernatural story he had heard when he was young, and he couldn't move. open him.

Xi Han's voice came from behind him, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Little friend, turn around and let me see you." There was coaxing in the low voice.

Yin Yansheng froze and did not move.

"Turn around." This time, there was a hint of command in his tone.

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes, and turned his head as if breaking a jar.

Xi Han's breathing stopped for a moment.

There was a little redness on the fair skin in front of him. I don't know if it was shyness or lack of oxygen. There was still some sweat on his forehead. His originally thin cheeks were slightly bulging, as if he had swallowed a big mouthful of water, and his ruddy lips were pursed. There was a little dampness on it.

Xi Han put his mouth on his chin, and his movements were very light, as if he wanted to scratch the chin of a cat. He first touched it a few times, and then pinched the cheek with a little force under the unbelievable eyes of the other party.

The lips that were originally pursed opened and slid down along the corner of the lips, some dripping on the back of the hand.

He paused, and poked his slender fingers in along the mouth, like a dentist, enveloping Yin Yan with his breath, and said in a low voice: "Here... there is a sharp tooth."

Walking up the gums, Yin Yansheng frowned, and his Adam's apple rolled almost subconsciously.

The clear swallowing sound of 'grumbling' sounded like that, and the two people in the room were stunned almost at the same time.

Yin Yansheng's lips trembled slightly, he was breathing heavily, looking at the shocked eyes of the person in front of him, he was about to shed tears.

Xi Han restrained his expression, and kissed him without hesitation. He hugged him and comforted him, saying that the kid is fine and will not trouble you in the future.

This incident almost lasted until midnight. The child who didn't want to be close to him was pulled into his arms and possessed from behind. He bit his lip and kept silent, with sweat on his forehead.

It was almost twelve o'clock after taking a bath, and Yin Yansheng had calmed down now.

Xi Han stroked his back repeatedly, and put a red envelope on Yin Yansheng's palm.

"what is this?"

Xi Han was lazy, and his voice was exceptionally gentle: "Give us the children's lucky money." He kissed the foreheads of the people around him and said, "Happy New Year, my little friend."

"Happy New Year."

My Xi Jiaojiao.