A Certain Someone

Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian bought air tickets early in the morning on the 24th. As soon as they landed, they received a WeChat message from Sheng Mingyang saying that he had another dinner during the day and asked them to go home and rest by themselves. The New Year's Eve dinner in the evening had already been booked in advance.

No matter how busy Sheng Mingyang was in the past, he would definitely be free on New Year's Eve.This year I suddenly arranged a dinner, and I knew I was hiding from people.

On the one hand, he hoped that Shengwang and the others would come back for the New Year, but on the other hand he couldn't save face.The small building in Baima Lane is a special existence, having witnessed the reunion and parting of four people from two families.Seeing Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian who had returned together on that occasion, he really didn't know what to say in the first sentence.

The old comrade has been shrewd for most of his life and is good at saying all kinds of beautiful words. In the end, the only thing he can't deal with is his own son.

Of course Sheng Wang knew what he was thinking, but he just silently accepted the location of the restaurant shared by the other party, without exposing it.

While waiting for his luggage, Sheng Wang received a call.Jiang Tian heard him confirm the location and parking area with the other party, and asked, "Who is calling?"

Sheng Wang said, "Little Uncle Chen."

Jiang Tian hadn't heard this name for a long time, and he was stunned for a moment before regaining consciousness, Sheng Wang had already pushed his luggage over.He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Jiang Tian and said, "Return to the soul."

Jiang Tian pressed down his troubled fingers: "He's already here?"

"Yes, we're in the parking lot."

Jiang Tian subconsciously looked at the direction sign of the parking lot above his head, but Sheng Wang dragged him towards the escalator: "Why do you look at the sign, just look at me."

At this airport, Jiang Tian only walked for departure, not for arrival.Over the years, Sheng Wang has been in a lot of times, and each time he is in a hurry, except this time.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the young master is in a good mood, and he has the posture of an emperor on a tour, bragging in front of his brother without any scruples: "It's hard to say about other places, I really know the airport, I can use it as a living navigator for you, free .”

Jiang Tian pushed the luggage trolley and said "hmm": "The free ones are prone to problems."

"Fart." Sheng Wang stretched out his hand and said, "You can pay me if you want."

Jiang Tian took out his mobile phone from his pocket, patted it in his hand, and lifted it up before he tightened his fingers: "Prove it first."

"Prove what?"

"It's worth the money."

"If you ask, I can point you to any store."

Jiang Tian said "hmm" again, and asked, "Where is Xi?"

Sheng Wang: "..."

Well, the whole paragraph breaks down.

The young master has galloped across the rivers and lakes for several years, and has traveled to many places at home and abroad, but he still can't tell the difference between east, west, south, and north.The live navigator encountered Waterloo when it first opened, and it didn't cheat a penny.

During the Spring Festival travel season, everything is busy, the parking lot is overcrowded, and private car online car-hailing queues form a long queue, and it is impossible to tell who is who.Sheng Wang called Uncle Chen and started a question-and-answer tug-of-war over "where is the car?"

Xiao Chen changed countless descriptions, and finally broke down: "I just followed a white car with double flashing lights."

Sheng Wang said: "Uncle, the most white cars here are white cars, which ones don't have double flashing lights? Why don't you give me a range, and we can look for them together."

Xiao Chen added: "Area K is to the north."

Sheng Wang was silent for two seconds, and directly handed the phone to his brother: "Come on, I only recognize left, right, front, back."

His brother still didn't forget to ask: "Aren't you a live navigation?"

"shut down."

As a result, Jiang Tian found the car in only 2 minutes, and the live navigation went directly from bankruptcy to autism.

Xiao Chen has not changed, his hair is still the simplest style, and this season's clothes are also the same lapel short jacket for thousands of years.He got down from the car to help carry the luggage. When he saw Jiang Tian, ​​he paused, and then said with a smile, "I've grown taller again, but I'm still so handsome, huh?"

This is the case in some places. A simple person, a road, or a building can make people dream of their youth.Sitting in the back seat of Xiao Chen's car, Jiang Tian felt this way when he saw Sheng Wang leaning beside him drowsy.So much so that at a certain moment, he even wanted to roll up his sleeves to his elbows, as if he was still wearing the same blue and white school uniform.

Xiao Chen had other things to do, so he sent them to the courtyard gate of Baima Lane and drove away along another road.Jiang Tian stood at the door watching Shengwang enter the password, and found that the number hadn't changed after so many years, it was the same string he was told at the beginning.After opening the door, the faint smell of detergent in the room was the same as before.

In the past few years, every time Jiang Tian thinks of this house, this smell always comes to his nose.That was his last memory of it, and it wasn't very good.As long as he smells it, he subconsciously feels that he has just run tens of thousands of miles.

Fortunately, the person I couldn't find at the beginning was standing beside me now, talking and laughing, and within reach, so the smell became milder, and it was no longer so empty and deserted.

The moment he clasped Shengwang's fingers, he finally realized clearly that they will have a long, long time, long enough to slowly cover the lost, sad, and empty years.

The building is well lit, but as long as it is cleaned and no one is there for a long time, the house will become gloomy and cold.Shengwang was the same as before, after changing his shoes, he started looking for the remote control, turning on the air conditioner as he walked.It doesn't matter where other people live, anyway, don't miss the one that should be opened.It’s so cold in summer that you wrap yourself in a quilt, and it’s warm enough to wear unlined clothing in winter. I don’t know what is the inherent problem.

Jiang Tian followed behind him, and the discomfort at the door just now gradually faded in the various small movements of someone, and there was nothing left.

The young master went straight to the second floor like catching a thief, opened the door of the bedroom where Jiang Tian lived, and said, "I knew it!"

"What?" Jiang Tian asked.

"Didn't I say it's enough to clean up one room." Sheng Wang pushed the door completely open, raised his chin inside and said, "Here—the old comrade didn't cooperate at all, so Auntie Sun cleaned up two rooms."

When he was a teenager, he felt that Sheng Mingyang never listened to him.Seeing these behaviors now, I just feel a little funny.

Sheng Mingyang showed the harmony that a businessman should have. Although there were [-] people who were not happy, he still fully demonstrated the generosity of his elders in tidying up Jiang Tian's bedroom.The sheets and quilts are all brand new, and Aunt Sun didn't change them out. At least the quilts have been sun-dried, fluffy and warm...

Of course, the psychology of wanting Jiang Tian to sleep here honestly is also obvious.

Sheng Wang unscrewed his bedroom door again, and ended up wanting to laugh even more.

Because there were two nondescript quilts on the bed, it was not Aunt Sun's tidying habit at first glance.He beckoned to Jiang Tian, ​​bent down to check the corners of the two quilts, and then pinched one of the quilt corners and said: "See, this kind of quilt cover is not pulled properly and has a dented piece. Don't ask, it must be me." Dad made it himself."

It can be seen from this that Aunt Sun only spread a quilt here, and Sheng Mingyang thought it was impossible - what if the two of them had to squeeze into one room?So I stubbornly added another bed.Sheng Wang saw the struggle of the old comrade from the sunken corner of the quilt.

He put Jiang Tian's shoulders on his shoulders and smiled for a long time, then took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the corner of the quilt, and sent it to Sheng Mingyang on WeChat.

I don't want this hand: Dad, what did you do?

After a while, Sheng Mingyang replied: Where did I get this skill?

I don't want this hand: oh

I don’t want this one anymore: then I’ll ask Aunt Sun, it’s been a year since I’ve seen her, why her craftsmanship has deteriorated

With a few words, the old comrade's little face and reservedness were completely shattered.As soon as Sheng Wang finished replying, he chased after him with a phone call, with a very helpless tone: "Are you home?"

"Just walked in." Sheng Wang said.

"I can't get away here, so you can make do with it at noon." Sheng Mingyang pondered for a moment, and finally mentioned another one on his own initiative, "Don't order takeaway. I remember Xiaotian can cook some, right? There are dishes in the kitchen. Or you can call Sister Sun a phone call."

Hearing the name "Xiao Tian" from him again, Jiang Tian was a little surprised.

Sheng Wang winked at his brother, and said to the phone: "We'll go outside Wutong in a while, Grandpa Ding's home yesterday, lunch should be settled there."

"Okay, the room I booked for the evening has enough space. If the old man is willing, we can have a New Year's Eve dinner together." Sheng Mingyang is used to this, among other things, he has never lost his politeness and decency.

Sheng Wang said "Oh" and said a few more words.Before hanging up, he added in a malicious way: "By the way, Dad——"

Sheng Mingyang thought he still had something to do: "Huh?"

"I've been using the speakerphone all the time."

"you……"

Sheng Mingyang was silent for two seconds, and hung up the phone directly.

It was almost noon when the two finished packing and arrived outside the parasol tree. The long alley was filled with the smell of food, and there were old men and women returning home with their grandchildren.When they saw Jiang Tian, ​​they would drag him and say, "I haven't seen you for a few years, you've grown up!"

Jiang Tian probably never had such frequent greetings in his life, but the old man always asked a few words, so he was forced to become a repeater.Sheng Wang just put his hands in his pockets and watched the show with a smile, and let it go if he didn't help, and even deliberately asked the old man to ask a few more questions.

They spent half an hour in a daze on a straight alley, and when they finally reached the end, Dr. Jiang's face was paralyzed.He glanced at someone and asked, "Is it fun?"

"It's okay." Sheng Wang couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

But soon he couldn't laugh anymore, because as soon as he stepped into the small courtyard that he hadn't seen for a long time, the old man who was busy cutting branches and watering in front of the flowerpot turned around.

When old man Ding was sullen, the lines at the corners of his mouth were pulled down, making him look fierce and not easy to get close to.But the moment he saw Sheng Wang clearly, the two stiff wrinkles became curved, and his whole person became kind and kind.He took off his presbyopic glasses, put down the old-fashioned large scissors, and grasped Sheng Wang with dead branches.

For a moment, Sheng Wang thought he would call "Xiao Wang" twice, or call him "Xiao Tian" by mistake, and then sighed like those old people in the alley, "I haven't seen you for a few years, and I have grown so big", and then exchanged pleasantries. A few words.

Unexpectedly, the old man just squeezed his shoulder and said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you only wear so little! Isn't it cold in class?"

Sheng Wang was stunned for a few seconds.

Jiang Tian lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "The old man is fine, but sometimes the concept of time is a bit messy."

...probably thought we were here every day.

Sheng Wang let out an "oh", and grabbed the old man's hand instead.He lowered his head and blinked quickly a few times, until he blinked away the heat in his eyes, and then said to the old man: "It's okay, Grandpa, the classroom is air-conditioned. Look, my hands are hot."