After the rain

Yan occasionally sprays perfume in the cabinet. It is a very small brand, he forgot the name, and there are two pieces of tea leaves engraved on the side of the transparent glass bottle, which should be tea fragrance.

But smelling is not the same thing.

Fresh with a little sweet, shitty tea aroma.

Before coming here, Shen Xin sat in the office for a whole day, worked overtime to finish the work and rushed over non-stop. Dinner was settled by carelessly eating two bites of bread when encountering a red light on the road.He was so tired that his brain turned into a paste when he touched the bed, his hair was not dried, and the water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair and wet the pillow.

Shen Yan looked at him for a while, gave up the idea of ​​moving him to the bed, sat cross-legged on the side, and slowly wiped his hair, "Brother."

Shen Xin, who was half asleep and half awake, grunted in response.

"elder brother."

"Um……"

The corners of Shen Yan's lips twitched slightly.

When the hair was almost wiped, he turned off the bedroom lamp, leaving the fabric table lamp at the bedside for illumination, and turned the brightness to the lowest.

Shen Yan went out to wash, and the milk tea slipped in without anyone noticing, stood between the floor and the bed to make a choice, and gracefully slipped into the quilt on the right.

In his sleep, Shen Xin only felt that his chest was heavy and it was difficult to breathe, he frowned and turned over.

The furry child crawling up the bed was hugged up by his buttocks, contributing his fluffy belly.

Before going to bed, Shen Yan received a WeChat message from Song Qikun.

[Good night, Xiaobao. ]

As soon as I clicked on it to reply, the other party withdrew in seconds.

Shen Yan: [? ]

Song Qikun: [Did you see it? ]

Shen Yan: [Yes. ]

Song Qikun: [I heard your brother call you Xiaobao, is this your nickname? ]

Shen Yan: [Used name. ]

"Shen Xiaobao, Xiaobao." Song Qikun muttered, the more he thought, the happier he became.

He typed: [Can I call you that? ]

Shen Yan: [Whatever you want. ]

Song Qikun: [Xiaobao, Xiaobao, Xiaobao, Xiaobao, Xiaobao. ]

Shen Yan: [I fell asleep, you are crazy by yourself. ]

Song Qikun laughed out loud.

The next day, Shen Yan got up to prepare breakfast.

His cooking skills are not bad, but he has cooked very few times by himself in recent years, and he has more or less regressed. The last time he made soup dumplings, he was lucky not to overturn.

He boiled millet porridge based on the vague ratio of water and rice in his memory, and he started to make fried noodles.

There are very few ingredients in the refrigerator. There are still a few small tomatoes left for snacks that I bought a few days ago. The green vegetables I forgot when I bought them look fresh, so there shouldn’t be any major problems after eating them...

Cook the noodles in cold water and set aside. Put a little oil in the pan. When the oil is hot, pour in the eggs and stir-fry. Remove and set aside. Saute the minced garlic until fragrant. Add tomatoes, a few slices of green vegetables, sliced ​​ham and mix well. Boil the sauce into a thick base soup, add eggs and noodles at the end, stir fry for a few minutes and get out of the pan.

Shen Xin didn't like anything spicy, and he added extra spicy sauce to his portion.

"It smells so good." Shen Xin was so hungry that his stomach was rumbling, he leaned helplessly at the door of the kitchen waiting to be fed.

Shen Yan served him a bowl of porridge, "Eat this first."

Red dates and honey were added to the porridge, which was soft and sweet. Shen Xin drank two bowls in one go, and also ate the fried noodles cleanly. He slumped on the sofa and sighed contentedly, stretching his legs like an old man.

Shen Yan took another box of yogurt for the uncle, cleaned up the kitchen and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

He was wearing a white shirt, buttoned to the top, and the hem was tucked into the waistband of his trousers.

There is a small wooden box in the second drawer of the bedside table, and the golden patent leather on the lock is mottled and peeled off, indicating its age.

Shen Yan opened it and put the safety buckle inside on his left hand.

I also put on the glasses that I would never wear when going out in the past.

Shen Xin didn't know when he came in, and stretched out his hand to help him flatten the wrinkles on his shoulders, "Help me tie a tie."

"Okay." Shen Yan nodded.

"Send Fat Tea to foster care?" Shen Xin took out a casual suit from the suitcase, took off his pajamas and changed into it, and buttoned his shirt in front of the personal mirror, "Or let your friend take care of it?"

That kid last night should be a friend.

There would never be a second option before, Shen Yan lowered his eyes and struggled for a moment, then whispered: "Let me ask."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely take good care of it!"

The girl's refreshing voice answered, Shen Xin paused when he put on his socks, his eyes narrowed and his gossip was revealed, "Girlfriend?"

"Female friend." Shen Yan said frankly, typing: [Thank you, are you free now?I send it over. ]

Liu Xinrong: [When I'm free, I'll take Pearl downstairs and wait! ]

Shen Yan thanked again, put the phone in his pocket, and grabbed the tie that was hanging on the edge of the bed.

"It's really not a girlfriend?" Shen Xin lowered his head in cooperation, his curiosity bubbling like boiling water.

"No." Shen Yan helped him tie his tie, adjusted his neckline by the way, and said, "I'll bring milk tea there, you wait for me at the south gate."

The big orange-red cat with glossy fur was leading the way. It walked vigorously but gracefully. When it approached the destination, it turned its head and barked at Shen Yan, and then began to trot.

At the gate of Unit [-], Building [-], Pearl squatted on the edge of the flower bed and looked forward to it. When she saw Milk Tea, she jumped off the platform and rushed to meet her.

Two furry children in the period of passionate love kiss their necks and lick their fur intimately, like glue.

Liu Xinrong couldn't hide her surprise when she saw him, "Wow, why are you wearing such a formal dress?"

"There's something wrong." Shen Yan didn't say it clearly, "The milk tea will trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble." Liu Xinrong waved her hand.

Milk Tea led Pearl over, squatted down two steps away from Shen Yan, raised her head and let out a soft cry.

It's like bringing your girlfriend to meet your parents.

Pearl had only met Shen Yan once, and she was not very familiar with her. She squatted down cautiously next to the milk tea, and her voice was short and soft.

Shen Yan touched their heads one by one, and then told Liu Xinrong about the eating habits of milk tea.

It is easy to raise, and there is nothing to pay attention to except feeding a little less.

18. Past

Shen Yan's hometown is actually in the outer suburbs of Wenyue, where there is an old housing area with brick walls and mud tiles, backed by the cemetery.

When he was very young, he was very afraid of ghosts and never dared to approach the cemetery. Later, due to various reasons, his fear turned into resistance.

Today, however, there is little resistance left.

The people he hated and was attached to - his parents, were buried there.

From Wenheng to Wenyue, it takes eight hours by car, and the distance is equivalent to half the urban area.

The car stereo played soothing pure music, Shen Xin focused on driving, observing Shen Xiaobao who was sitting in the co-pilot from time to time.

As soon as I get in the car, I take out my mobile phone to play. At first, I should be chatting with someone. After a few minutes, I swipe my finger on the screen and occasionally type.

It's like playing a painting game.

His hair is relatively short, it looks like he just cut it not long ago, this level can't be the result of his self-reliance, Shen Xin secretly wondered if the brat was finally willing to go to the barber shop.

Just as he was about to speak out to implement it, he saw a slight smile appearing on Shen Yan's perennially indifferent cold face.

Shen Xin was terrified, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

This stele face can actually smile?

Baptized by his ever-changing and complex gaze at a high frequency, Shen Yan raised his eyelids, his smile faded away, and the dark pupils behind the lenses glowed coldly: "What's the matter?"

Well, I can smile at a mobile phone, but I am so stingy with him that I don't even want to give him a look.

The red light at the intersection ahead turned green, Shen Xin stepped on the clutch to change gears to slow down and stop, tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and had an arrogant attitude: "Look what's wrong?"

Shen Yan couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he acquiesced that he was acting as a demon for no reason, and ignored him with lowered eyes.

On the screen of the mobile phone is the room interface of the WeChat mini-game You Draw I Guess. There are six participants, except for Shen Yan himself, and the other five are Song Qikun, Liu Xinrong, Zhang Fan, Duan Zheng and Qi Jiajia.

A few gods don't sleep or study early in the morning and get together to play games.

Now it's Liu Xinrong's turn to draw, and the system prompts "two words" and "drink".

The initial time for drawing and answering is set at one and a half minutes, and the corresponding time will be shortened by ten seconds for each correct answer.

Liu Xinrong sketched a lifelike fat cat on the canvas with three or two strokes, and continued to add details and fill in colors as if it was not enough.

A bunch of answers popped up in the answer box below, regardless of whether they are reasonable or not, let's talk when you get confused.

Duan Zheng: Cat Tea

Duan sign: cat water

This is a retarded player.

Zhang Fan: Coffee

This is a Lenovo player.

Qi Jiajia: Juice

This is a nonsensical player.

Shen Yan: **

Song Qikun: **

This is a plug-in player.

A barrage notification floated above the public screen, congratulating the two for their correct answers and shortening the time by ten seconds respectively.

The other three swiped the screen with question marks one after another, and randomly guessed a series of answers using cat words.

Guess right and hell.

When the time was over and the answers were announced, they were confused and doubted their lives.

Duan Zheng: Does milk tea have anything to do with cats?

Zhang Fan: Is it cat-flavored milk tea or cat-flavored milk tea?

Qi Jiajia: The point is, why can anyone answer the question correctly?What brain circuit?

It was Song Qikun's turn to draw the next question, and the system prompted "two characters" and "decoration".

He doesn't know how to draw. At best, he is at the level of a kindergarten kid doodling. Using his fingers to draw on the screen is even worse. A line with nine bends and eighteen bends. It took half a minute to draw a barely recognizable species. black cat.

Shen Yanmiao replied: **

Liu Xinrong followed closely behind:**

Zhang Fan: Cat Necklace

Zhang Fan: Necklace

Duan Zheng: What is this dark lump?

Qi Jiajia: It's too difficult!

Zhang Fan: Ah, I see!

Zhang Fan: **

When the answer was revealed, Zheng went crazy and brushed punctuation marks angrily.

Liu Xinrong explained: My cat is named Pearl.

Qi Jiajia is blessed to the heart: So the cat in the last question is called milk tea?Is it yours too?

Liu Xinrong: Shen Yan's.

The game goes round after round.

Among the six, the best guess is Liu Xinrong, she draws