It is clear

The temperature in winter nights is very low, there is not much moonlight in the sky, and there are no people on the ground. It is a full winter atmosphere.

After sitting on the side of the road for an unknown amount of time, Tan Yu felt that he had stiffened into a human shape, but the person sleeping on his shoulder didn't feel the cold, and fell asleep without hesitation.

He didn't intend to wake Xu Yan up, and when the numbness in his feet passed, he pulled his arms and slid, and hung the person on his back.

Both sides of the red brick road are full of old houses, some even have yellow mud mixed with hay paste on the outer walls.The strange thing is that even though it is too old, the red brick road is still not dilapidated.

Tan Yu remembered that he had come here to get oil when he was a child, and he could smell the special fragrance of linseed oil before entering the house.There are black oil barrels everywhere in the store, all of which are similar oils, but the owner can tell the difference.

Just like there are everyone in this world, but he was able to meet Xu Yan.

I can't say how deep the relationship is, but nowadays, it is very difficult for people to have some affection for each other.

There are tens of thousands of people in love, some think that there is too little company, some say he is too clingy, but what Tan Yu thinks about is Xu Yanzheng.

He was frightened by himself in Zhang Cheng's words, and it didn't feel good.There are too many secrets hidden under the surface of human beings that cannot be revealed from his mouth, so he can only slowly grind these thoughts behind Xu Yan's back.

Their home is next to the West Ring Road, but the red brick road is in the old city. Tan Yu doesn't think the road is far away, and walks forward step by step.

The old city of Sanmi is very interesting. At the end of the year, even late at night, there are steaming stalls on the side of the road selling all kinds of food.Xu Yan likes to eat steamed sweet potatoes from an aunt's house, saying that they are sweet but not greasy, and they are full.

Since opening the calligraphy class, Xu Yan's time has been taken up a lot, and sometimes he eats cold sweet potatoes to fill his stomach.

Passing through the main street with dense hawkers, the surroundings immediately fell silent again.

The people behind were silent all the way, Tan Yu asked him in a low voice, "When did you wake up?"

"While passing by the sweet potato stand." Xu Yan sniffed his nose, and tightened his arms, "I guess she's sold out, and there's only one card left."

The corners of Tan Yu's mouth turned up, and he tossed Xu Yan up: "What else do you want to eat? We can turn around and buy some to take home."

"I didn't drive again, and it was cold when I took it home."

Xu Yan put his lips on Tan Yu's neck, flesh next to flesh, but the temperature was different.

He gave a loud kiss, "hehe" laughed twice, and wiped Tan Yu's saliva with his hand: "Take me to practice driving tomorrow."

"Do you have a driver's license?"

"I studied in Beijing for a few days, and Yan Xueke got me one."

Not knowing what was going on, Tan Yu walked a few steps quietly and said, "I didn't tell you anything."

"I wanted to tell you after I finished my practice. If I hadn't had to pick up Xu Yuan, I would have planned to keep it from you."

A little depressed, Tan Yu stopped talking again.

"I planned to wait for the New Year's Day auto show to see the cars and buy a small car to take you to and from work." Xu Yan slid off his back and hooked their little fingers together, "I will definitely get up in the morning and park the car In your supermarket, and then you drove my car to pick me up after class."

Tan Yu tried to hold back his smile, but failed.He squeezed Xu Yan's fingers with a little force: "What car are you going to buy?"

"Buy the cheapest one." Xu Yan said, "It's just a transition, and I bought it in one go. I feel so distressed if I bump it."

"There are still a few empty cars at home, you can pick one up for a temporary transition."

Boss Tan showed the strength of the rich second generation in a flat manner, Xu Yan said: "Can you apply for a driver for me?"

"You want me to be your driver."

"Almost that."

They came to a crossroads, behind them was a narrow road with tiny lights, and in front of them was a bridge lit by yellow halos.

No matter how far the end of the bridge is, there is a temple.

Xu Yan stared at the temple for a long time, with a regretful tone: "I always want to go there. Every time I pass by, I'm either very tired or in a bad mood. For so many years, I really wanted to go to worship, but I never found a chance."

"Want to go now?"

"I have nothing to ask for now, so I won't go."

Tan Yu had been to this temple before, and when it was newly opened, everything from the building to the people was brand new, so new that one wondered if there was a Buddha here.

At that time, Tan Fei had just died, and Tan Yu had just returned to China, so he fell directly into the funeral home, barely recognizing his elder brother who had been with him for more than 20 years.Helping the spirit to return to the Sanmi, Hui Bin had not given birth to Tan Yi two days ago, and was about to uncover the coffin to see Tan Fei.

Everything was messed up, he couldn't stop the tough Hui Fang, he couldn't stop his relatives with ulterior motives, he couldn't sleep with his eyes closed, and couldn't breathe all the time.

It was also a night similar to now, Tan Yu temporarily escaped from the chaos, the temple was closed early, and he walked around the red wall again and again.

He didn't believe in anything before, that night he knelt outside the locked door of the high gate and kowtowed three times.

Tan Yu pulled Xu Yan to turn a corner: "When I came here, I didn't know what I wanted. It's not that I didn't want it, but I had too many things on my mind, and I didn't know which one to tell Buddha first."

His tone was very light, and he just stated the facts calmly: "Maybe the Buddha heard it, maybe I gave up."

What to give up?

Xu Yan looked back at the dark temple after the light, and then at the road ahead, and sighed: "I should eat something."

The first strong taste of alcohol dissipated completely in the night wind, and he walked in the wind with his pockets inserted. There was no depression between his brows, but his mood was obviously not high.

"Tan Yu..." Xu Yan raised his head to find the wind, and asked after finding nothing, "When is your birthday?"

"The eighth day of the first lunar month." Tan Yu tilted his head to look at him, "Should you go to Beijing then?"

Indeed, Xu Yan smiled and said, "It's our first birthday together."

"Do you know that there is a folk saying? On the seventh and eighth day, worship the king."

"What? Then you..."

"When I was a child, my mother always teased me, saying that I was her little bastard."

Xu Yan probably knew what his father looked like. It was the first time he heard a few words about his mother, but he didn't expect him to be such...a vivid person.

He laughed for a long time and asked, "Does Mom have any other classic quotations?"

"One year we went to celebrate grandpa's birthday. She and grandpa were standing in the yard chatting. Grandpa sneezed. She subconsciously asked if it was going to rain." Tan Yu said, "She was 34-[-] at that time. , was chased and beaten all over the yard by my grandfather."

"My mother is very fond of folk proverbs and weird tales. After divorcing my father, she sneaked into the mountains to study these." Tan Yu looked at Xu Yan who was hesitant to speak, and knew what he didn't ask. , said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, she really isn't dead, she just went to be a hermit."

"That kind..." Xu Yan gestured, "A modern cabin in the mountains?"

"In the past, ecological protection has been kicked out in recent years."

After hearing a few things, the image of Tan Yu's mother almost jumped out.

Xu Yan asked: "What does she look like? Do you look like her?"

Tan Yu put himself in front of Xu Yan: "We look alike, I am her masculine version."

It stands to reason that Xu Yan had countless chances to take a closer look at Tan Yu, but he seemed to only get a general idea of ​​his appearance, and he never seriously looked at his five sense organs one by one.

Taking this opportunity, he took a good look at Tan Yu: beautiful eyebrows, straight nose bridge, almost thick lips.

"Mom must be very beautiful." He said truthfully.

As soon as he entered the house, Xu Yan urged Tan Yu to take out the photo album and look at it.

The Tan family's photo albums were placed on the high cabinet, and even Tan Yu had to step on a chair to reach them. He took down a few photo albums and handed them to Xu Yan, and jumped down from the other side: "I haven't looked through them for a long time."

Xu Yan has already opened the first pink book. The first photo is of Tan Yu when he was a child, which is very different from now. There is a small letter in the lower right corner: Erman Yue.

The boy in the photo is plump, with two silver bracelets on his wrists and a small silver lock around his neck, staring blankly at the camera on the bed.

Turning a few more pages, two or three years passed between the photos. It was Tan Yu standing on the lawn with a football in his arms.

The rich second generation came over to take a look, pointed to the space behind him and said: "The fountain was not repaired at that time, so I was free to play football."

"You are only two balls tall, how do you know if you are comfortable or not?" Xu Yan slapped his hand away with great interest, "Have you not changed much since elementary school?"

Tan Yu thought for a while and nodded: "Almost, there is a photo taken under the roller coaster, and it has basically been like this since then."

When I found a photo of a roller coaster, Tan Yu in the camera was frowning and unhappy, like all children who suddenly became self-aware, not content to be manipulated.

Every time Xu Yan looked at a picture, he felt different emotions, and finally surrounded Tan Yu, kissed him several times indiscriminately: "Who's baby fell into my hands!"

"I'm just waiting for you."

It may be that after drinking, even if you are not really drunk, you are in a different mood. Sometimes people prefer to smoke themselves in a smug atmosphere.

Xu Yan slept on the bed and looked at the photos, not only Tan Yu, but also his family, friends, first love, everyone left a little shadow in the photo album.He turned over and hugged Tan Yu: "Let's take a photo sometime."

Tan Yu is right, he will always say "yes".

After getting the answer he wanted, Xu Yan fell asleep almost immediately.

In the last few days before the Chinese New Year, the two of them didn't talk or do anything like this night, and sometimes they didn't even see each other for a day.

Some parents of the students gave Xu Yan some New Year's goods, which reminded Xu Yan.

He specially delivered New Year's goods to his uncle's family. Hearing that Xu Deli's condition was recurring, he might be spending the New Year in the hospital.

Xu Yan couldn't tell what mood he was in, so he went to the city's first hospital to see his grandfather once.

He didn't go in, but looked in through the glass.Xu Deli is an annoying ghost even if his mind is not bright, he can be heard babbling and babbling indistinct words from a long distance away. Fortunately, he lives in a single ward, otherwise the family members next to him will throw him away.

I don't know why, after seeing this, Xu Yancai dissipated like a fog, and the anticipation of the year that hasn't been seen in many years comes again.

He sent Tan Yu an unscrupulous WeChat message, saying that he wanted to fire a cannon for the New Year's Eve.

Tan Yu replied "OK".

On New Year's Eve, Tan Yu first had dinner with Hui Fang, and returned to their hut before the Spring Festival Gala.

By the time the host appeared, he had already stripped Xu Yan naked.

The first day of the Lunar New Year was another snowy day. According to Moments, it started snowing during the New Year's Eve. Xu Yan was so busy being popular that he didn't even know it.

He dismissed the reminders of New Year's blessings one by one, and found that Ruan Zhou sent the most special message, a voice message, so he clicked on it to listen.

"Happy New Years to you, there is an address in cloth city, I think you will be interested."