After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

so happy

Because Mr. Cheng had to take a lunch break, after the meal, Lin Xingmo and Xu Yi didn't stay for long before leaving.

This time it came out, it can be said to be a rewarding experience.

The paintings were all placed in the back compartment, and the box with grandma's photo was held in Lin Xingmo's arms.

After Xu Yi drank, his face was still slightly red. After getting in the car, he leaned against the back of the chair and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Lin Xingmo didn't bother him. He opened the box, took out the photos inside, and started looking through them one by one.

There are one or two old photos of grandma in it, most of them are photos of him and grandma together, and of course there are some photos of him alone, and a few photos have been developed, which is a thick stack.

Xu Yi, who had his eyes closed, was attracted by his movement, opened his eyes and looked over, and saw Xiao Xingmo's solo photo.

The little boy stood in front of the background wall where the photo was taken in the photo studio. The scenery behind it was very fake, and the quality of the photo was not as high as the modern ones. It also came with a layer of hazy "beauty filter", which made the person slightly blurred.

But Xiao Xingmo is so cute, carved in pink and jade, looking at the camera with blue eyes, and a shy and cute smile, which can make people's hearts cute.

Lin Xingmo was looking at the photos of himself when he was a child, and stretched out a hand from the sidelines, snatching the photos from his hand.

He couldn't help but look sideways.

"I didn't expect Grandpa Cheng to have such good things." The man looked at his photo and smiled very gently.

Lin Xingmo tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder.

He thought that when he became a snow ball, Mother Du took Xu Yi to a photo studio, and he and grandma should have gone to the same one.

"Do you have any pictures of yourself as a child?" he asked.

Xu Yi nodded, but his attention was on the photo in his hand.

He took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the photos, picked the best one, set it as the desktop, looked at it a few times before putting it away in satisfaction.

As for the one in his hand, he didn't return it to Lin Xingmo, but put it in his pocket like a treasure.

Lin Xingmo frowned, and heard him say, "This is for me."

Hearing his natural tone, Lin Xingmo thought for a while and said, "Then I want one of yours too."

"it is good."

The smile in Xu Yi's eyes deepened, "I'll give it to you when I get back."

Lin Xingmo just nodded his head, leaned his head on his shoulder, and while covering the box, suddenly he turned his head and sniffed Xu Yi's body.

Xu Yi froze. He drank a lot of wine at noon, and his body smelled of alcohol. Lin Xingmo might not be used to the smell...

But I heard the young man say: "I want to drink too."

He muttered a little, showing a little bit of grievance.

Thinking of how old master Cheng forbade him to drink, Xu Yi smiled and said, "Grandpa Cheng is probably afraid that you will get drunk..."

Before he finished speaking, the light in front of his eyes was blocked——

The young man suddenly leaned over, gently sucked his lips, stuck his dexterous tongue into his mouth, and sucked it.

Xu Yi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he was stunned for a moment, so he could only let Lin Xingmo ask for it.

Their car stopped slowly in front of the red light, and the numbers on the red light counted down from second to second.

Finally, their car restarted.

Lin Xingmo also let go of him, and he stepped back. His beautiful blue eyes were clear and clean, like a lake reflecting the figure of a man.

He smashed his mouth, tasted the taste of the wine in his mouth, and said, "I'm not drunk."

Xu Yi finally came to his senses.

Looking at the young man's innocent expression, and seeing his face that could make his heart flutter at any time, he, who was already a little drunk, became dizzy now.

He lowered his head, engulfed Lin Xingmo's ruddy lips, and then involuntarily deepened the kiss, until he kissed him until his eyes were blurred and he was out of breath, before letting go.

"Now? Are you drunk?" He whispered into Lin Xingmo's ear in a hoarse voice.

Lin Xingmo leaned against his arms, his head was a mess.

Xu Yi smiled slightly, raised his eyes and glanced ahead, the driver in the driver's seat was watching his heart, pretending not to know what happened in the back row.

Even so, there is only so much they can do.

Xu Yi looked away, coaxed Lin Xingmo to sit up, tidied his clothes, and finally helped him fasten his seat belt.

"If you want to drink, we will drink at home in the evening."

As he spoke, he pecked Lin Xingmo's lips again.

Lin Xingmo hummed, and didn't bother him anymore. Looking sideways at the rarely clear sky outside the car window, he suddenly said, "Xu Yi."

"Ok?"

"I feel... so happy."

Lin Xingmo held the box given to him by Mr. Cheng, his eyes were shining, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile, like this clear sky, all the haze faded away.

He still missed his grandma, but the feeling of being sad to death has faded a lot.

Xu Yi looked at his side face, felt his joy, and felt soft in his heart. He reached out and rubbed Lin Xingmo's hair, and said softly, "Me too."

He grabbed Lin Xingmo's hand and kissed his fingertips.

"Let's go to Grandpa Cheng's house more often in the future."

"it is good."

-

On December 25th of the lunar calendar, Xu Yi and Lin Xingmo went out early in the morning to pick up Du Hanrong, and then went to Xu Yi's uncle's house to celebrate his birthday together.

Xu Bijiang is in his early fifties this year. He is just over half a century old. He is tall and thin with gray hair, but there are not many wrinkles on his face.

Xu Yi and him looked very similar, the uncle and nephew seemed to be printed out of the same mold. If there was no special explanation, others would definitely think that they were father and son.

This wasn't the first time Lin Xingmo had seen him. He married Xu Yi, and the parents of both parties came out to meet each other.

When they arrived, Xu Bijiang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with his granddaughter who was still wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The little girl was just full moon, she was cute and she was giggling, Lin Xingmo couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Ayi is here."

Seeing Lin Xingmo pushing the wheelchair behind Xu Yi, Xu Bijiang was a little surprised, "Are you... Xingmo?"

Lin Xingmo followed Xu Yi and called Uncle.

Seeing his performance, Xu Bijiang gave Xu Yi a meaningful look.

Xu Yi smiled back at him, and then handed him the wooden box in his hand, "Uncle, happy birthday, this is a present prepared by Momo and I for you."

"Oh?"

Xu Bijiang took the wooden box without opening it in a hurry, and invited Lin Xingmo to sit down, preparing to make tea for them.

"Don't be too busy, I'll be fine."

Xu Yi stood up in the wheelchair, sat down slowly on the sofa, and pulled Lin Xingmo to sit beside him, and then took the initiative to take over the task of making tea.

Xu Bijiang's eyes lit up, "It looks like you've gotten better recently?"

Xu Yi smiled and nodded, "It's all thanks to Momo."

Seeing that he kept talking to Lin Xingmo, shouted so intimately, and the state of the two of them didn't look like acting, Xu Bijiang nodded in relief.

"It seems sister-in-law didn't lie to me..."

Xu Bijiang finally set his sights on the gift they brought. He opened it to have a look, and then said pleasantly: "This is actually the work of Master Ruan? It seems to be a new work?"

He really likes Ruan Qingqiu's paintings, so he also knows how rare his later paintings are.

"Yes, Master Ruan has an old relationship with Momo. He knew you liked it, so he asked Master Ruan for a picture."

Xu Yi made tea, then naturally grabbed Lin Xingmo's hand, and held them together affectionately.

Lin Xingmo, on the other hand, sat quietly, looking sideways at them. Although he didn't speak, the expression on his face was soft, no longer the indifference of the past.

Seeing them like this, Xu Bijiang couldn't help laughing, and even said hello a few times.

He carefully put away the scroll, and then said: "I heard that Xing Mo is also a painter, but I didn't expect to know Master Ruan. I must help recommend it in the future."

When Xu Yi wanted to marry Lin Xingmo, even Du Hanrong opposed it, but Xu Bijiang was the only one who supported him.

If Xu Yi can achieve what he is now, with the support and help of his uncle, then Xu Bijiang really started from scratch with the help of his flexible mind and the spring breeze of reform without any foundation.

He is open-minded and not conservative, and often teaches Xu Yi that if you have the conditions to do what you want to do in life, don't stick to the secular perspective.

At the beginning, he took his divorced sister-in-law and nephew who was paralyzed to take care of him, which also caused a lot of criticism.

But in the end, Du Hanrong successfully walked out of the haze, and Xu Yi became his most proud and trusted right-hand man.

So, why care about the gossip?

For Xu Yi, Xu Bijiang is truly like a father.

Lin Xingmo, who was sitting beside Xu Yi, also felt this.

At this time, he suddenly heard Xu Bijiang sigh with emotion: "Ayi, I still remember when I first saw you, you were so young, lying on the hospital bed and couldn't move."

"In a blink of an eye, 20 years later, you not only got married and started a business, but your legs are getting better day by day. Uncle is very happy for you."

Speaking of the past, Xu Yi was able to face it calmly. He nodded, "Without you, I would not be where I am today."

Xu Bijiang disagreed, "That's because you have the ability."

Listening to their conversation, Lin Xingmo's heart moved slightly.

and so……

Does Uncle Xu know how Xu Yi's legs were injured?What happened back then, and why did Xu Yi suffer such serious injuries?

If he asked, would Uncle Xu be willing to tell him?

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