Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Before Song Zui could react, the other party moved, and the pajamas were ripped off in half. He was knocked forward and leaned forward, but the other party held down his hips.

If it weren't for the sound of water caused by the kiss, the other party's kiss fell on his neck, they didn't look different at all, He Shanting just hugged him from behind.

In a daze, he smelled the smell of cream, and it was ice-cold covering the back. A thought flashed through his mind, but He Shanting confused him.

His brain went black for a while, like a drowning person grasping the pillow instinctively, his fingers sinking deeply into the soft pillow.

It was only later that Song Zui realized that the other party hadn't returned the goods at all, and all the things he bought were used on him. Of course, this is something for later.

The lively Lunar New Year’s Day arrives in light snow, Zhuangyuan Road is covered with red lanterns, and the snow on the lantern paper is like frost on persimmons.

The small house at the end of Zhuangyuan Road has Spring Festival couplets affixed, and even the windmills on the roof are tied with auspicious symbols, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.

Song Zui wore a small red sweater for Song Tiantian, and lay on the sofa to send New Year greeting text messages. Everyone's reply was different.

Mr. Yang urged him to study hard, Feng Siwen wished them harmony and beauty, Assistant Fang wished him good health and safety, Mrs. He replied excitedly in German.

I don't know who it was from a missed call. It seems that the place of origin should be Xu Ning, who is going to study in Chile. He is probably feeding penguins on a small island at the moment.

He ignored Xu Ning's call and was about to go out to the supermarket to buy something, because today the supermarket had a [-]% discount.

He Shanting usually doesn't go shopping in the supermarket, but when he sees him going out, he follows him, he is much clingier than Song Tiantian.

Song Zui found that when the two of them walked hand in hand, they always slowed down unconsciously, probably because they wanted to stay with each other for a longer time, longer.

The two walked slowly to the supermarket holding hands.

Supermarkets are so full of promotional New Year’s products that it’s almost dazzling. Promoters from different districts are shouting with loudspeakers.

"Bing Tang Tangerine is three yuan per catty."

"Eight bottles of laundry detergent cost nine yuan."

"Five boxes of Wangzai milk, [-]."

The promotions are all those words, and the people around the promoters are similar, but there is no one around the famous promoters.

Song Zui was curious and went up to listen, but stopped when he got to the side, because the salesman was holding a condom and saying: "This one comes with lubricant, you can choose the flavor yourself, and the same sex can do it too." use."

Song Zui's face turned dark when he heard the word "lubricant". He still hasn't forgotten how He Shanting put a cream-flavored lubricant on his back last time, and his thighs turned red after being photographed.

He turned around and left without thinking, but what made his face even darker was that He Shanting stayed behind, calmly listening to the salesman's introduction of new products.

Sensing the gossiping eyes of the aunts around him, he decided to stay away from He Shanting, not to lose face along with him.

At this moment, his phone rang. He thought it was Xu Ning who missed the overseas call, and he answered the phone for the third time.

The person on the phone made a small grievance: "Brother, why don't you answer my call?"

"Thought it was a harassing small advertisement."

Song Zui calmly attributed Xu Ning's phone number to the small harassment advertisement, maybe he was looking for lucky money from him.

If Xu Ning knew what the young man was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood. He was far away in Chile and risked being known by his uncle to contact Song Zui.

After hearing Song Zui's words, Fa Xiao said, "I just called to ask if you will come back this year?"

Song Zui held the phone and pursed his lips.

"Not coming back."

"You haven't been back for three years. You must go to your mother's grave. After all, I am an outsider."

"Help me burn more paper."

Song Zui didn't want to go back before because Liu Yong asked for money, but now he probably got used to it, and the place he hasn't been to for three years has a feeling of being close to home.

He wanted to go to the nursing home to see Grandma Liu. Although he had the assurance of Officer Wu, he didn't feel at ease if he didn't see it with his own eyes. He always felt that he was responsible for Grandma Liu.

He hung up the phone and didn't know when He Shanting stood beside him, but with a bag of condoms in his hand, he put away his phone and said, "I want to see Grandma Liu."

Song Zui thought that the other party would ask him why, but He Shanting didn't ask anything, rubbed his head and said warmly.

"I go with you."

They flew to the nursing home in the provincial capital. The nursing home is located on Nanshan, which is full of cherry blossoms. After the season, the branches are covered with snow.

A nurse in a white uniform took them to Grandma Liu's room, where she was lying in bed on a ventilator, her hair all white.

Song Zui is very unfamiliar with the term aging. His mother died when he was born, and Lao Deng also died when he was 16 years old. Only this old lady who was kind to him is aging day by day.

But he didn't think the old lady on the hospital bed was ugly. In his eyes, it was still the old lady who made candied haws for him with a smile, and the old lady who hugged him after he was beaten, but her hair turned into snow.

Song Zui stood at the door for a long, long time, his mind was filled with images from his childhood, and he walked over to ask with He Shanting's encouragement.

"Grandma, do you remember me?"

Although he asked this question, he didn't have any expectations. After a stroke, his memory will decline. He may not even remember his own relatives. How could he remember the neighbor's children.

Seeing this, the nurse who accompanied the bed said, "The old man often says your name, but unfortunately he had an operation yesterday and today he is not energetic today. The grandchildren just left this morning."

Assistant Fang wondered how the old man could remember Song Zui very well, given his state of mind, how could he repeat Song Zui's name so often.

The nurse introduced the old man's life in the nursing home to the young man, saying that he would take a wheelchair to walk in the yard in the morning when he was in good spirits, that he would have a massage in the afternoon, and that his grandchildren would visit him on weekends.

Every sentence shows how good the old man's life is, like a carefully designed line.

Assistant Fang was extremely uncomfortable, but he looked at the young man loosening up and suddenly understood that He Shanting wanted Song Zui to live without any burden.

No one knows whether the old man is going to be happy or not, what he knows is that Song Zui will definitely let go of the burden in his heart because of this.

Assistant Fang instinctively resisted He Shanting's approach, as if drawing a false picture around the young man.

But the brushstrokes of that picture scroll are extremely gentle. If the world is black, then I will draw a white one for you.

Assistant Fang didn't say anything in the end, and became a figure melted into the picture scroll. He lowered his head in surprise and saw the old man struggling to touch the boy's hand.

Even if you may not remember who the boy is, you will still try to get closer when you meet again. It turns out that the temperature flowing in the hands is real.

Walking out of the nursing home, Song Zui breathed a sigh of relief. He was really happy to see that Grandma Liu was well taken care of. Fortunately, fate did not disappoint the kind old man.

"Grandma Liu used to cook for me, sweet-scented osmanthus cake and candied haws. I almost asked her if she was my real grandma." Song Zui said to He Shanting unconsciously.

"It's not like Lao Deng beat people with a faded feather duster every day. It's because I think he has bad legs and is ashamed to run. Otherwise, how could he catch up with me."

He Shanting quietly listened to Song Zui's words, he did not participate in Song Zui's childhood, so he wanted to hear more about the young man's talk about his past, as if he could also see the young Song Zui.

Although Song Zui mentioned that Teacher Deng had nothing good to say, he knew that Song Zui actually had a deep affection for his father. Song Zui was essentially an indifferent person, and only acted like a child in front of close people.

Just like what was written in his diary, if he really hated him, he wouldn't fill a notebook, so his little fox likes his father very much.

Despite all the hard work to borrow money and witnessing his father jumping down from the rooftop in despair, he still likes his father very much.

Song Zui talked and got to the car door, and suddenly heard that He Shanting asked Assistant Fang to book a ticket to Shannan, and he asked curiously, "What are you going to Shannan for?"

The boy couldn't figure out why He Shanting was going to Shannan, but He Shanting spoke slowly.

"Go see your father-in-law."

The question is are they married? ? ?