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"Cui Shu!" Cheng Jiawang shouted.

Cui Shu stopped, patted the people around him to let them go first, and looked over with indifferent eyes.

The others were smiling when they walked by Cheng Jiawang's side, and they all turned their heads to look at him.

Cheng Jiawang rolled his eyes at them, strode towards Cui Shu, his luggage almost tripped over the steps, staggered and tore the cigarette out of his mouth, glaring: "How old are you! What are you smoking!"

Cui Shu was expressionless, and sat down on the steps: "If you don't smoke, just hold it in your mouth."

Then Cheng Jiawang took a look at the cigarette on the ground again. It was white and intact, and had never been lit. He calmed down a little, and sat down next to him: "Then why are you smoking it when you're okay? Playing handsome?"

Cui Shu twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He saw the suitcase in Cheng Jiawang's hand, and asked lightly, "Is it on vacation?"

"Nonsense." Cheng Jiawang said unhappily, "How many times have you been to school this semester? It's almost Chinese New Year, can you not have a holiday?" After a pause, "Xian'er and Brother Yang are back, you...you Go and pack up, I'll wait for you to go back together."

"Xian'er...is back too?" Cui Shu raised his head, his expression changed, and he looked at Cheng Jiawang hesitantly, "You didn't tell them about me, did you?"

"What if you say so, so what if you don't?" Cheng Jiawang glared at him, "Xian'er said she was going to your grandma's house to look after the dog. If you don't go back, no one will be able to hide it."

Cui Shu stopped talking, and after a long while, he said sullenly, "Go back and leave me alone."

"Cui, Shu!" Cheng Jiawang stood up, and the suitcase was knocked and pushed far away, he didn't care, "What do you want? Just stay in this little broken Internet cafe for the rest of your life? With those dubious society Youth as friends?" As he spoke, his emotions became more and more agitated, and his eyes turned red, "What about me? What about Xian'er? The three of us grew up together, you...do you want us?"

"No, Wang Baoer..." Cui Shu also stood up, just about to say something.

Drip-!

Cui Shu strode forward to retrieve the suitcase, avoided the passing tricycles, and pulled Cheng Jiawang onto the sidewalk, lowered his head, and grabbed his wrist tightly: "...Wang Baoer, I have my own plan, you don't understand..."

"Okay, I don't understand." Cheng Jiawang shook off him and pulled up his suitcase, "Then let me see what kind of career you are doing."

"...Wang Bao'er?" Cui Shu was stunned, watching Cheng Jiawang rushing into the Internet cafe.

"I will live wherever you live. Whenever you return to Haowang Village, I will return to Haowang Village."

***

"Sister!" When Mo Xian and Xie Xunyang got off the bus, they saw Mo Yao waiting at the stop sign. Seeing them coming, they smiled and reached out to take Mo Xian's backpack.

Mo Xian dodged flexibly.

"Oh, I'll do it myself!"

"Stinky boy." Seeing Xie Xunyang take Mo Xian's suitcase, Mo Yao's smile deepened, "How is Yangyang doing? I haven't been to Huicheng for several years."

"Very good." Xie Xunyang replied.

Mo Yao took the two of them home: "Mom is frying fish fillets, and it's time to eat when I get home."

"How's mom doing these days?" Mo Xian asked.

"Okay, I can't take it easy once I have some strength. No, I took over the work of two families a year ago. When you go back, you have to persuade her..."

Xie Xunyang dragged two suitcases and walked behind. The road in the village has been newly built in the past two years, which is much easier than before.There seem to be more cars on the main road, and several restaurants have been built along the road. What remains unchanged is that the air here is still fresh.

He Lu's old house was the first to pass by. Mo Xian slowed down and stayed by Xie Xunyang's side with worried eyes.

Xie Xunyang stopped.

After He Lu passed away, the dilapidated gate of the courtyard was repaired spontaneously by the villagers. To his surprise, saplings were neatly planted in the empty places on both sides of the courtyard.

The saplings are still very thin, as if they had been planted only a few months ago, and the trunk was wrapped in a layer of cold-proof cotton for fear of being frozen.

Mo Yao said softly: "This is the poplar tree that the village head led someone to plant in the spring of last year. They all sprouted, and there are many flowers planted by the wall. It looks beautiful when the weather is warm. I will take pictures for you next time. .”

Seeing that Xie Xunyang was looking there without moving, he asked, "Yangyang, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Xie Xunyang turned around and said, "Go home first, and come back another day."

Mo Yao responded.

Seeing that Xie Xunyang's expression didn't change, Mo Xian breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I'll come with you later."

The corner of Xie Xunyang's mouth curled up: "Yeah."

Before reaching the door of the house, the familiar smell of fish fillets wafted out. Mo Xian couldn't wait to jump into the yard, threw things on the ground, and rushed into the kitchen while shouting "Mom!"

"Hey, what are you doing so recklessly?" Xu Xin wore an apron, her face was much rosier than before, and she seemed to have more strength. She was carrying a plate of fish fillet to the table when she was almost knocked over.

Mo Xian reached out and picked up one and put it in his mouth: "Hehe, it smells so good."

"Go wash your hands first! Mai Tai." Seeing this, Mo Yao roared.

Mo Xian grabbed another one before running away, passed by Xie Xunyang and stuffed it into his mouth.

When the soft fingertips touched his lips, Xie Xunyang froze, and the touch disappeared in an instant. He quietly rolled the fish fillet into his mouth, pressed the tip of his tongue against the place just touched, and his ears were slightly red.

Mo Xian's heart knot was untied, and he returned home. He was relaxed. After washing his hands, he sat down on the stone bench in the yard, and looked at the blue sky with his almond eyes.

When Xie Xunyang came behind him, he leaned back, put his head on Xie Xunyang's waist, his face was facing up, and their eyes just met.

The pure sky is like a huge curtain, and Xie Xunyang's dark and deep eyes are like the stars dotted on it, bright and attractive.

Mo Xian watched with great interest, then tilted his neck and continued watching.

The two were so close that Xie Xunyang could even see the fine hairs on each other's face.

"Brother, come closer."

The child was still smiling at him.

Xie Xunyang's Adam's apple moved slightly, but his body was still straight.

"Hurry up." Mo Xian grabbed his hand again.

Xie Xunyang looked at him deeply.

One second, five seconds, ten seconds...

"It's time to eat!" Mo Yao's loud voice came from the room.

Xie Xunyang pulled away in an instant.

Mo Xian's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell backwards, sitting firmly on his buttocks.

In my heart, I was still flattered and planning to slap other people's foreheads: "..."

When Mo Xian walked into the room rubbing his butt, the other three were already sitting around the table.

Xie Xunyang sat upright.

Mo Xian's eyes were resentful, but the other party didn't seem to receive it at all, so he could only sit down sullenly.

"Come on, have a taste."

Xu Xin did the cooking himself, and cooked four dishes and one soup, everything was delicate.

While eating, Mo Yao couldn't help complaining that she was overworked, Mo Xian agreed and ordered her to take a good rest this holiday.

Xu Xin was "taught" by the two children, but the smile on his face never stopped, and he agreed repeatedly.

A few people ate and chatted, and it took a long time. By the time the table was cleared, it was already dark.

Mo Xian still remembered, standing at the door and calling: "Let's go?"

Waiting to go to He Lu's old house with Xie Xunyang.

The cold wind was blowing in the courtyard, Xie Xunyang pulled him back, rubbed his head: "Go again tomorrow, let's go, talk to Aunt Xin."

Mo Yao closed the doors and windows tightly, and the four of them made tea, brought newly bought melon seeds and sugar, and continued to sit around the dining table.

The stove warmed the room, and Mo Xian brought out the special products brought back from Huicheng, such as peanut crisps and dried plum biscuits, and put them on the table.

Mo Yao ate a lot again, although Xu Xin didn't dare to eat too much at night, she also tried everything.

Mo Yao saw that there were two things beside the TV cabinet, and asked, "What are those?"

"Wang Baoer's, he went to Fucheng to meet his classmates, and he came back to our house to get it."

Mo Yao said "Oh", as if she wanted to ask something more, but in the end she didn't say anything.

When he finished washing and was about to go to bed, Xie Xunyang took the initiative and said, "I'll just sleep on the sofa outside."

The bed in Mo Xian's bedroom is only 1.2 meters, which was more than enough for two people when he was a child, but now he has grown into a big man, and no one can sleep if he is forced to squeeze.

Before Mo Xian had time to snatch it, Mo Yao was delighted: "You haven't entered the house to see, Mom heard that Yang Yang is coming back, so she changed Xian'er's bed a long time ago!"

Mo Xian was taken aback, and ran in to take a look, only to see that the original bed had been replaced by a 1.5-meter large bed. Although the aisle was narrower, it could barely fit.

"How about it, is it enough for the two of you to sleep this time?"

"Enough is enough, this is as big as the bed in Shang Jing's house!" Mo Xian was very happy, rolled over on it, and looked at Xie Xunyang, "I sleep outside!"

Xie Xunyang looked away, feeling that the squeezed air in the room was getting thinner, and said softly: "It's up to you."

Mo Yao closed the door and went back to the house.

Mo Xian quickly took off his sweater and outer pants, lay on the quilt in only gray long johns, and took out his phone to play.

Xie Xunyang changed into his pajamas by himself, and seeing Mo Xian still lying on his stomach with his butt up, he threw a corner of the quilt on him.

"Don't catch a cold."

"No, it's warm!" Mo Xian turned over, pressed the corner of the quilt with his chin, and said, "Wang Bao'er said that he won't be coming back to the home of his overseas students at night, so let's help deliver the things to his house tomorrow. "He raised his head, "He's still going to stay in Yucheng for a long time? No wonder we won't let us get the luggage back!"

Xie Xunyang also went to bed, lay down on the inside, covered Mo Xian's eyes with his hands: "Go to sleep."

The next day, Mo Xian went to the village chief's house with Xie Xunyang with what Cheng Jiawang had bought.Aunt Cheng was meeting with each other when she saw the two coming, she hurriedly welcomed them into the room.

Xie Xunyang also brought a lot of things back from Shangjing, and Aunt Cheng smiled from ear to ear: "You children, what else do you bring back? Oh, you really have grown up, unlike Wang Bao'er, a monkey, Confused, not studying hard..."

Next, Aunt Cheng took the two of them to complain about Cheng Jiawang for half an hour, and asked a lot about their courses and homework in Shangjing, allowing them to have time to tutor Cheng Jiawang in weak subjects.

In the end, it was Xie Xunyang who left on the grounds that he wanted to go back to the old house. Aunt Cheng couldn't stop him this time, so she brought a bag of jujube buns from the kitchen and asked them to take them back.

After finally getting away, the two came to He Lu's old house.

Except for the flowers and trees planted outside the gate, the courtyard gate has been refurbished, but the inside has not been touched, and it still maintains its original appearance.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Xie Xunyang seemed to be able to imagine He Lu sitting at the dining table drinking alone.Countless nights of falling asleep with coughing and snoring has become a habit, but now it seems far away.

It's like what happened in the previous life.

"Brother, do you miss him?" Mo Xian asked softly.

He didn't like He Lu, but it was He Lu who saved Xie Xunyang's life.

"Yes." Xie Xunyang nodded, his expression was not sad, "He is going to see my mother. Although he may still hate each other, he will not be alone."

"Me neither." Xie Xunyang put his hand on Mo Xian's shoulder, "So we are all fine."

……

The root of the year is approaching.

On the night of Lunar New Year's Eve, Cheng Jiawang finally appeared at the east end of the village, dragging a suitcase in his hand, full of dust.

Beside him, there was a tall boy who was not far or near.