early morning twilight

The wheel of the suitcase got stuck in a slightly wider crack in the brick, and Si Ye was surprised: "Live with you?"

The honorific title of this road comes to an unexpected end here.

After speaking, Siye himself also felt abrupt, "I'm sorry, I just didn't think of it."

Brother Jin lowered his eyes and looked at his conspicuous suitcase.

After taking a few steps back, he picked it up with one hand and walked upstairs.

There is no movement to try the weight.

Si Ye had no choice but to follow quickly.

When passing by the front desk, a Uighur girl said "Ni Hao" in substandard Chinese, and he quickly bowed his head and replied "Ni Hao".

The girl said something to Brother Jin again, speaking very fast, probably in Uighur, and Brother Jin turned his face and said something too.

Naturally, Si Ye didn't understand.

The two went straight up to the third floor, and he followed Brother Jin closely while observing the surroundings.

The stairs and corridors are covered with ethnic carpets.

The walls are painted in blue and green, and there are paintings in the corners and near the guest rooms.

Rugs hang from the railings too.

"I told Xia Ti that you are my guest."

Stopping outside a light blue room door, Brother Jin explained while taking the key.

Si Ye was surprised.

He really wanted to know what brother Jin had said to the girl at the front desk, but it was hard to ask.

This person seemed too lazy to speak, but he didn't expect to directly answer his doubts.

In addition to the time when the music was turned on in the car, this person had already seen through his mind twice.

Are you so observant?

Si Ye thought about it, and thought it was probably just a coincidence.

Brother Jin didn't even look at him.

If you want to talk about observation, if he has nothing to do and glances at people, that's called observation.

According to his observation, Brother Jin is the owner of this homestay.

There are many homestays in the old city of Kashgar, with similar decorations.

But the temperament inside is different.

The boss is more enthusiastic, and the yard is so lively that there are parties every day.

The boss is a girl's house, and the long table is full of nail polish, whichever guest wants to paint it by himself.

There are quite a few guests in this shop, but it is relatively quiet, which matches the boss's cold style of painting.

But he's so cold, he wouldn't just bring a stranger to live with him, would he?

Si Ye felt a little conflicted.

At this time, Brother Jin had already opened the door.

It's not a separate room, but a one-bedroom and one living room. There is a sofa in the living room, and the bed is in the inner room.

Si Ye secretly let out a breath.

Only two rooms are enough, he sleeps on the sofa.

"You sleep inside." Brother Jin put the suitcase in the back room, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"That won't work!" Si Ye grew up rich and well-clothed, but it's not that he can't make do with it, otherwise he wouldn't try to squeeze into a youth hostel.

"I came to your house to disturb you, how can I let you sleep on the sofa?"

After Brother Jin washed his hands, he lowered his head and poured water on his face and head. Hearing this, he put his hands on the washstand and turned to look at Si Ye.

Si Ye was stunned.

The man's sharp outline and deep facial features are full of water marks.

The lashes grew thicker when wet, casting dark shadows in the transparent gray-blue eyes.

A few drops of water slid down the brow bone and chin, bypassed the Adam's apple, and followed the strong tendons in the neck, leaving a large wet mark on the collar and chest of the black T.

Indescribably sexy and charming.

Si Ye has been immersed in the art business for many years, and what he lacks most is the ability to discover beauty.

The wildness of the frontier and the restrained silence that seemed to be born in the man bewitched him like a spell.

He heard the sound of his Adam's apple rolling.

"Don't disturb me. This is not my home. I will go out early tomorrow morning, and I will wake you up in the living room."

Si Ye suddenly realized that there was almost no breath of life in this room and it was too clean.

This kind of cleanliness does not simply refer to hygiene.

If a person lives in one place, he must have many personal belongings.

But apart from toothbrushes, towels, and paper, he didn't see any other daily necessities.

The man seems to be just sleeping here.

An embarrassing movement interrupted Si Ye's thinking.

He covered his screaming stomach and retreated out of the bathroom with a smirk.

I went out early this morning, and I was going to eat noodles in a town at noon, but Xiao Yang said that the yak hotpot in Ta County is a must, so I must eat it on an empty stomach.

Everyone unanimously decided not to eat lunch, to save time and stomach.

As a result, I was stopped at a checkpoint.

The dry biscuits and ham sausage he bought were too unpalatable, so he took a quick bite or two and fed them to the cat in the canteen.

After such a toss for a long time, it's no wonder I'm not hungry.

"Are you going out to eat by yourself, or with me?" the man asked.

Si Ye thought that people meant not to go out, so he opened fire in the kitchen of the hotel.

The youth hostel where he lived is opposite the famous night market street in Kashgar.

I tasted all the lamb kebabs, grilled lungs, and cold belly meat.

It's delicious, but I'm tired of it. It's best if I can solve it in a hotel.

"I'll follow you. I can also cook."

The man glanced at him again, as if he was pondering his words.

But the man's expression was too light, and he could hardly see any emotion.

The feeling of anger came up again, but it was not anger.

It's just that facing this person is like facing a light-colored fog. You can't see what's outside the fog, and you can't catch anything if you reach out to grab it.

That kind of unpredictable feeling makes people itch.

Before going out, Si Ye changed into a white T-shirt and bent over to stroke his golden hair.

Yesterday Xiao Yang said that it was cold on the plateau. He was wearing a purple and black long-sleeved sports suit in the morning, and he thought of adding a jacket when he was on the plateau.

This body was sweaty while waiting for Brother Jin, covered in a lot of sand, and there was a lot of sand in his hair.

He wanted to take a bath, but he couldn't make Brother Jin wait, so he simply patted the sand from the forest of his hair, but when he looked up, he saw Brother Jin leaning on the edge of the table and looking at him.

This gaze was longer than the previous few times, but it was completely different from his observation.

When he looked at Brother Jin, he was more or less curious.

Curiosity is a distinct emotion in itself and has nothing to do with calm.

Brother Jin's eyes were very quiet, just like the original color of those eyes, without any impurities.

No emotion either.

He came back to his senses, "Brother Jin, shall we go now?"

"En." Brother Jin replied, but did not walk towards the door, but took out a camouflage scarf from the bedroom drawer, "Put it on."

"This?"

"Block the sand. You're not used to it, cover your mouth, nose and ears."

Si Ye usually appears on the streets of Taikoo Li, Chunxi Road, and he is also a trendy guy with a high rate of return.

After arriving in Kashgar, I have been as simple as possible, but I never thought of wearing such an old-fashioned scarf.

And, don't they go to the kitchen?Need a scarf?

But Brother Jin gave him a scarf, just like arranging his bed. Although there was no commanding tone, there was an commanding aura.

He tugged on the scarf, but put it on anyway.

There were more guests in the courtyard downstairs, and a few Uighur children ran in to play on the swings, and greeted Brother Jin happily when they saw him.

Si Ye took a special look at Brother Jin's expression.

Brother Jin grabbed a handful of sugar for them at the front desk, rubbed one of the children's hair, and smiled.

But even in the face of innocent and lively children, his smile was extremely faint, with only a slight inconspicuous curvature at the corners of his lips.

Si Ye thought, this person's coolness is not faked.

The sun was starting to set, but it was still a long time before night fell completely.

On the first day of Si Ye's arrival, he was surprised to see a ray of sunset glow hanging in the sky in the early morning.

Brother Jin led Si Ye into an alley, not too fast, and had no intention of chatting.

Si Ye wanted to find something to say, "Brother Jin, where shall we eat?"

Brother Jin just said, "Follow me."

The tone was also calm, the man's deep voice was immersed in the sunset, a bit lazy and impatient.

In Chengdu, Si Ye would immediately sneer at anyone who treated him so perfunctorily.

But this time he couldn't get angry.

It's as if the man wasn't targeting him, just used to it.

It's the same for everyone.

It seems indifferent, but not really indifferent.

Further on, there is a small commercial street selling groceries, vegetables and fruits for locals.

Brother Jin bought onions, celery, tomatoes, green peppers, and a bag of noodles, and walked into a grocery store.

Si Ye saw an ice cream machine at the door of the grocery store, and a Uighur boy in his twenties was making ice cream for the children in line.

Brother Jin greeted the boy in Uyghur, and the boy, like the girl named Xiati, was full of interest and smiled politely at Siye.

There is a yard behind the grocery store, with a kitchen and a warehouse, and the upstairs seems to be a bedroom.

Brother Jin took the dishes into the kitchen, "It's hot here, you go and sit in the store, there is a TV."

Si Ye was more interested in Brother Jin's cooking, but he was kicked out after standing still for a while.

He wandered around the store with nothing to do.

The Uighur singing and dancing program was broadcast on TV, but I couldn't understand it.

Almost all the goods are printed in Uyghur language, and although the quality of the outer packaging is not good, the design is exquisite.

The owner of the grocery store is Brother Jin too?

Engage in tourism, open a homestay, open a store, and the family is still running a yak hot pot restaurant in Ta County?

Quite rich.

The man came out with two plates of noodles.

Thick thick noodles are drizzled with tomato sauce, onions, green peppers and celery are cut into pieces, and when you pick them down, pieces of beef are exposed.

Mixed noodles are a home-cooked dish here, and Siye has not eaten it yet, and the smell makes him hungry.

Brother Jin patted the Na'vi boy at the door, probably telling him to eat noodles inside.

The boy went to the backyard, and Brother Jin stood guard at the door of the store.

Eat noodles when no customers come, put down the plate when children come to buy ice cream, and make ice cream quickly.

Si Ye suddenly wanted to eat ice cream too.

There are ice cream machines at the entrance of many shops in Kashgar. He passed by several times, but he didn't think there was anything delicious.

Ice cream is very cheap, three yuan and five yuan, and you can buy the most luxurious ones for ten yuan.

This price is not attractive to him.

But watching Brother Jin, the ice cream suddenly became attractive.

"Brother Jin, give me one." Before he opened his mouth, he scanned the QR code, for fear that he would not be charged.

Brother Jin heard the receiving voice, but didn't call him, "Let's eat noodles first."

"Oh……"

Si Ye picked up the plate again, and sat at the door with Brother Jin.

Brother Jin ate very quickly, but his appearance was not bad. It didn't take long for the CD to come out.

Seeing him go to the kitchen, Si Ye quickly finished his food, followed him in, and offered to wash the dishes.

This time Brother Jin didn't refuse, and Si Ye helped the boy wash it too, in exchange for a jerky thank you.

Back in the shop, Brother Jin had already made ice cream for him.

The cool and delicate sweetness melts in the mouth.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Si Ye felt that this ice cream was no less than those expensive and gorgeous ice creams he had eaten.

"It's made from our local milk." Brother Jin predicted his question again.

The sky gradually turned into sapphire blue, that kind of blue was like the surface of the sea under the moonlight, revealing a faint bright color.

After Si Ye finished eating the ice cream, a small cuboid box was handed over to him.

The words above are in Uighur, so I can't read them.

"This is?"

"Rhinitis spray." Brother Jin said, "I'm not used to the dusty weather, so spraying some will help."

Si Ye took it, was a little lost in thought, and forgot to say thank you.

He doesn't seem to have raised his nose, right?

Just rubbed my nose a few times in the car.

See all this?

Not long ago, he concluded that Brother Jin was not very observant, but just a coincidence.

Now another coincidence?

"Remember the way?" Brother Jin suddenly said, "Can I go back by myself?"

Si Ye was puzzled: "Aren't you going back?"

Brother Jin shook his head, "I can live here too."

Si Ye hesitated: "... I squeezed you?"

The man turned his back to the light in the store, his eyes were even more opaque than during the day.

After a long while, he shook his head, and as if he was too lazy to explain, he explained a few words to the Uighur boy, and then said to Si Ye, "Let's go."

Inexplicably sent away, and inexplicably returned to the homestay with Brother Jin.

Si Ye couldn't figure it out.

Before going to bed, he asked Brother Jin again, should he sleep on the sofa by himself.

Brother Jin disagreed.

Si Ye closed the bedroom door and sat on the bed in a daze for a while.

His hair was freshly washed and still damp, but it didn't need to be blown, it would dry quickly.

When it was half dry, he rubbed his face, got up to organize the suitcase, and found the border defense card in the ticket folder.

"..."

He remembered that last night, because he planned to go to Uyzudi, he was worried about losing his border defense card, so he put the border defense card in the ticket folder as soon as he returned to the youth hostel.

But today at the checkpoint, he forgot all about it.

Sitting back on the edge of the bed, he crossed his legs and silently looked at the opposite wall with intricate patterns.

After a long time, he smiled wryly, covered his eyes and forehead with his hands, and rubbed vigorously.

The doctor asked him to go out to relax, and his mind was so relaxed that sometimes he even forgot why he came to Kashgar.

Forget about where the border defense card is kept.

The author says:

Don't worry, Ono didn't lose his memory and forget Brother Jin, and he won't lose his memory and forget Brother Jin in the future.There are other reasons for his forgetfulness.