white feathers upstairs

While driving, Gu Yuhan was as excited as if he had dug up a treasure. He didn't know what he was excited about, but he felt that Sean was very attractive. His story made him happy or sad, and he couldn't help but want to know more about it.

Gu Yuhan wanted to open WeChat to see if he agreed, but just after unlocking it, he received a call from Chen Yifeng.

"Hey, Si'er." In private, Gu Yuhan was still used to calling him by his nickname, because he was the fourth eldest at home, so he was called "Si'er".

"Brother Han, don't worry about those messy drafts, the current self-media just loves to gossip."

"What are you talking about?" Gu Yuhan was completely confused by his nonsensical words.

After a moment of silence, Chen Yifeng hesitated and said, "Don't you know?"

Gu Yuhan became even more confused: "What do I know? Did you drink too much?"

"Oh...that's okay, what should you do?"

"Speak up if you have something to say." Gu Yuhan said angrily.

"This... You should go to Weibo by yourself, the most popular search, brother, I will hang up first."

Chen Yifeng came and went in a hurry, and slipped away as if reincarnated, leaving Gu Yuhan with question marks on his face.

"Si'er?" Gu Yuhan felt puzzled, "What's trending..."

……

Honglian Village, xx County.

Bai Jinhao and Feng Yize arrived at the village in the evening, and when they saw a white-haired old man feeding chickens, Bai Jinhao stepped forward and said calmly, "Aunt Rong."

The old man looked at him, showing a kind smile only for elders, and the wrinkles on his face deepened: "It's Xiao Hao."

"Aunt Rong, your daughter-in-law has to work overtime at the factory, and she won't be back tonight. The higher-ups sent me to tell you, and give you this month's subsidy by the way."

Feng Yize thumped in his heart behind his back. It turned out that the old man didn't even know that something happened at home, so Bai Jinhao decided to plan and told a white lie.

"Thank you, kid, please run."

"No trouble."

"Come in and sit down, my grandson will be back from school in a while." Aunt Rong pulled Bai Jinhao's sleeve slowly and with difficulty.

When Feng Yize heard this, the tip of his nose became acidic.

"Aunt Rong, I'm here today to tell you the good news. Xiaonian was selected by the county's key middle school and made an exception for early admission. Now he is familiar with the environment under the guidance of his teacher."

Bai Jinhao told this lie naturally and smoothly, and made it up in a decent way. If he didn't know the truth, Feng Yize would have almost believed it.

Aunt Rong's old voice almost trembled: "Really?"

Bai Jinhao smiled and said, "You still don't believe what I say?"

"I believe, I believe...you are a high-ranking official with a good heart."

Aunt Rong, who didn't know the truth, believed Bai Jinhao's "lie" and was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

"Aunt Rong, it's too late today, my friend and I would like to stay with you for one night, okay?"

The old man was a little embarrassed: "Yes, yes, but the conditions in the countryside are not good, I'm afraid you won't be used to living there."

"It's okay, we can make do."

……

The two stayed overnight like this. Cai Shuhua will not be able to come back until noon tomorrow at the earliest. During this period, Bai Jinhao has to take care of the food and clothing of the elderly. Although it is an order from above, Bai Jinhao is not completely passive. He has always been a philanthropist who loves to do good deeds and public welfare .

Because Honglian Village is too remote, water and electricity are not fully connected, and firewood is needed for cooking.

It was the first time for Feng Yize to try to cook by himself at such an age, but he had seen his mother cook in his hometown when he was a child.

"Brother Hao, the fire keeps going out, what should we do?" Feng Yize, who was wearing an apron and sitting in the pile of firewood, said dejectedly.

Bai Jinhao washed the water spinach and put it aside. He was kneading the dough, his hands were covered with flour, and his movements were very unfamiliar: "Don't talk about lighting a fire, I'm not much better. This kneading the dough is too troublesome."

"How about we switch?"

"Forget it, later you will also get flour all over your body."

Feng Yize smiled and said, "You're talking as if I've lost ash when I'm sitting here."

Bai Jinhao also laughed, and added: "Two graduate students lost to a meal."

"Why didn't we buy some dried noodles just now?"

"After all, IQ is here..."

After "untold hardships", the noodles finally came out of the pot, and Bai Jinhao picked up a few chopped green onions, which were delicious in color and fragrance.

"Xiaofeng, bring it to Aunt Rong."

Feng Yize stood up and patted the ashes on his body, took the bowl from Bai Jinhao's hand, and accidentally touched his hand, it felt as wonderful as an electric shock.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward. Perhaps this style of painting was not suitable for Bai Jinhao.

Bai Jinhao also felt the throbbing at that moment, and coughed twice.

……

After eating, Feng Yize went to enjoy the coolness under the locust tree in the yard, and watched the starry sky by the way.

A bottle of toilet water suddenly appeared in front of him, and Bai Jinhao's gentle and magnetic voice said: "There are many mosquitoes in the countryside, so spray some toilet water."

"Thank you Brother Hao."

Bai Jinhao sat next to him, with legs folded gracefully, hands behind his back, looking up at the starry sky comfortably, the moonlight is cool and elegant tonight, full of stars, there are faint sounds of frogs around, and the air is filled with lotus leaves fragrance.

"To be honest, this kind of life is not bad." Bai Jinhao said to himself.

"Brother Hao—you are so kind." Feng Yize said in a daze while looking at his side face quietly.

"You have already said that."

"But I just wanted to say it."

Bai Jinhao paused and said, "Xiaofeng, you trust people too easily."

"No, I know this society is very complicated, but I can tell the truth from the fake. You are a really good person."

The corner of Bai Jinhao's mouth turned up: "But these days, it's hard to be a good person."

"How to say?"

"When I was four years old, my mother committed suicide. When I was five years old, my father died in a car accident. I also suffered from congenital heart disease. Do you think it's hard to be a good person?"

Bai Jinhao calmly narrated his life, his voice was low and deep, Feng Yize was silent for a moment, bitter in his heart: "Brother Hao, is what you said true?"

"What are you cheating on?"

"...Then I'm not much better than you," Feng Yize said with downcast eyes, "I'm an orphan, I don't even know my name, if my adoptive parents didn't take me in and raise me, I might still be fooling around until now .”

"Me too, if Uncle Gu didn't take care of me, I wouldn't be where I am today, so I really respect him from the bottom of my heart and thank him."

"I heard that you have a very good relationship with Mr. Gu's family."

"Then what else have you heard?" Bai Jinhao asked interestingly.

"I heard that..." Feng Yize stuttered, and he couldn't speak smoothly.

"Ok?"

Bai Jinhao raised his "um" a few times, which was quite playful, but it just melted Feng Yize's heart into water.

"I heard that you haven't dated yet..."

Bai Jinhao probably didn't expect him to say this, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm too concerned about my studies and career, and don't care much about personal issues. When I want to talk, I can't find the right person."

"Brother Hao, may I ask, do you have someone you like?" Feng Yize's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"Yes," Bai Jinhao thought for a moment, and gave an affirmative answer, "Yes, but I can't do it with her, so I didn't think about the future, I just hid this love in my heart."

After Feng Yize heard this, he felt bitter in his heart, and couldn't explain why he was faintly disappointed.

"Brother Hao, you are so good, how can it be impossible?"

"Xiaofeng, the right family and like-mindedness are the necessary conditions for marriage, but they are not the only conditions. When you have someone you like in the future, you will understand the complexity of it. There are many things that we cannot decide and change."

Feng Yize repeated in a daze: "Things that cannot be decided or changed..."

"Of course, I hope your love life will go smoothly. It's best... never to experience this."

As we spoke, the atmosphere became heavy.

"Brother Hao, I..." Feng Yize's expression was very unnatural, and he spoke hesitatingly, as if he had put in a lot of effort, his gaze fell directly on his tightly closed thin lips, almost obsessed.