Two slow-moving people fall in love

"What's wrong?" Ye Yunyi worriedly looked at the stunned person opposite.

Han Xuan gritted his teeth secretly, raised his eyes and smiled at Ye Yunyi: "It's Sister Wanwan, I'll go out for a while."

After he finished speaking, he hurried out without waiting for Ye Yunyi's response.

A few osmanthus trees were planted in front of the door, and Han Xuan went straight through and crashed into the small garden on the side.

The phone stopped for a few seconds, then vibrated again.

He answered the phone without daring to breathe.

The other end was silent and did not speak.

Han Xuan's heart quickly became anxious. He put the receiver close to his ear and turned up the volume to the maximum, but he still couldn't resist the sound of running water in the distance.

Fortunately, that little breath proved that the phone was not hung up.

He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked.

"……younger brother?"

The voice on the other end sounded a little tired: "Are you listening?"

These two words are like a powerful □□□, and it makes people's eyes go red before it hits the ground.

Chen Wanwan waited for a response, and said, "You...you must have him?"

Han Xuan was silent for a moment, then hummed lightly and firmly.

Chen Wanwan was a little anxious: "You have never been in a relationship since you grew up, why don't you try again?"

"Maybe you haven't met the girl you like yet..."

Her tone was full of struggle, but she couldn't convince herself in the end, and slowly faded away.

"This is not a joke," she said softly, "you have to think clearly."

Han Xuan said: "I've figured it out."

There was silence.

A gust of wind blew in the yard, shaking the vines beside him.

The tops of the vines were weakly entangled on the top of the corridor pillars, and they were about to fall off several times, but they hooked back dangerously several times.

"A few days ago, my dad said that you are the most obedient among the group of children, and you never go out of line in what you say and do...Is that why you like him so much?"

Han Xuan nodded, resisting his shame and said, "As long as I think of him, I will be happy in whatever I do."

The vines were still shaking in the wind, and the thin vines trembled with the leaves.

Han Xuan stared intently.

His arms were already starting to ache from too much exertion, but he still maintained that posture, standing by the corridor.

Chen Wanwan sighed heavily.

"Where are you?"

Han Xuan said: "In Nanming."

"Nan Ming?"

"He...Ye Yunyi, his uncle is here..."

"You went to see your parents?!" Chen Wanwan raised her voice, "How long have you been together?"

"No, no, let's take a look at the old man's house, which happens to live here." Han Xuan paused, feeling a little lacking in confidence: "We...haven't been together yet."

Chen Wanwan's tone suddenly became tense: "Not together?"

"Well, I want to wait a little longer. Now... I always feel that I'm not good enough."

"Does he know what you think?"

"I told him to ask him to wait for me," Han Xuan said, "He agreed, but he didn't want to do anything."

Han Xuan smiled a little: "He respects me a lot—he is really nice."

Chen Wanwan said: "You like him, so you think he is very good."

"He was originally..."

Chen Wanwan laughed: "Brother, it's the same. If you like him, you think he is good. If he likes you, he also thinks you are very good, and you are good everywhere."

"If he doesn't like you, no matter how good and perfect you are, you are still not good enough in his eyes."

The dining table was empty, Ye Yunyi sat at the table, and seeing Han Xuan coming in, she put away her phone and nodded to Lin Bo.

"I thought we'd have to wait a little longer," he said with a smile, "All the dishes have been warmed by Lin Bo."

Han Xuan resolved a concern, and his tone became much lighter: "Have you eaten yet?"

Ye Yunyi said: "Wait for you."

He handed over a pair of chopsticks, and said casually: "I didn't think so before, but now it seems that one person can't eat much."

Han Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and saw him smiling at himself.

"That might be a bit sour..."

He looked at Han Xuan steadfastly: "—After meeting you, I feel more and more that the word "don't think about eating and drinking" is not an exaggeration at all."

"..."

Han Xuan lowered his head slightly, and squeezed his lips tightly—the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, his eyes were full of shy smiles, and he took a mouthful of rice carelessly, thinking he had eaten a jar of white sugar.

Ye Yunyi also turned her eyes away in embarrassment, and put a piece of fish into his bowl.

"Aunt Zhuang's steamed fish is very good, you should eat more."

"Well," Han Xuan nodded, thinking, what kind of fish are you eating? You are so sweet that you can't eat anything.

Thinking of this sentence in his heart, he hurriedly finished a bowl of rice, Ye Yunyi put down his chopsticks to serve him again.

"I'm full." Han Xuan pressed his hand: "You eat, I don't need it."

Ye Yunyi looked at the small ceramic bowl, "That's how much I ate."

"I'm really full. I didn't eat much."

Ye Yunyi smiled: "Go out at night?"

Han Xuan's eyes lit up: "Okay."

As the night fell, the town gradually lit up. In the white-walled and blue-tiled houses, there were faint human voices and the sound of the TV. From time to time, a few women walked out of the door, wearing aprons, calling for their children while walking along the river. .

Under the bridge paved with bluestone slabs, the flowing water washes away the moss on the stone wall.

"When I was a child, every holiday, the happiest thing was to go back to Nanming."

Ye Yunyi looked at the child who was dragged home by his mother not far away, and smiled reminiscently: "The winter vacation is okay, but when it comes to summer vacation, we both can go out and go crazy every day."

Han Xuan tried to imagine that scene, two naked children hiding in the water against the sun, perhaps with two lotus leaves covering their heads.

He rolled his eyes and burst out laughing.

Ye Yunyi glanced at him, "Why is there such a big reaction, are you surprised?"

"Yes." Han Xuan said as a matter of course: "I thought you would be very obedient and stay at home every day."

"Stay at home and read homework, learn piano in one, three, five, practice calligraphy in two, four, and six, and wait for the teacher to check the results on Sunday?"

"Isn't that so?"

"Of course not, it's too inhuman." Ye Yunyi smiled and said, "I still have to learn, but I'm not so nervous."

Han Xuan nodded: "Then you will do the same, will you be brought back to eat?"

"No." Ye Yunyi said: "Don't think that Lin Zhong looks like a rebellious young man now, but he is actually much more obedient than me."

"Every time I go out to play, I will be dragged back by him an hour before the meal."

Han Xuan said: "Are you afraid that your family members will be angry?"

"I won't be angry, I'm afraid my uncle will be worried."

They walked forward slowly, with the faint hustle and bustle in their ears.

"My uncle, he is really the gentlest person I have ever met." Ye Yunyi looked at the front, her tone became distant: "Everyone he talks to is soft-spoken. Since I was a child, I have never seen him lose his temper."

"He wasn't like that back then."

"……totally different."

Han Xuan turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Ye Yunyi noticed his gaze, turned her head and smiled at him.

Speechless.

They wandered around the town for two days, but they didn't do much, but Han Xuan just felt very fulfilled.

On the morning of the third day, Ye Yunyi went out and left a text message to Han Xuan, saying that he and Lin Zhong were going to deal with Lin Ye's business and would be back at noon.

After Han Xuan had breakfast, he came to the study alone to read the books he hadn't finished yesterday. He has always been patient, and when he looked up after finishing a book, he realized that it was almost eleven o'clock.

The phone is silent, and there is no new message.

He rubbed his sore eyes, got up and walked out.

When he reached the door, he stopped, and smiled at Lin Bo who was walking towards him.

Lin Bo also laughed: "Aying is preparing lunch, Young Master Han will wait."

Han Xuan said: "Then I'll go around."

Lin Bo said hello, and hurried into the third place.

Han Xuan went to the small garden that he entered by mistake that day again. This time he had nothing to worry about, so he was able to enjoy the scenery in the garden seriously.

This garden is connected to the third garden, which is actually not too small.Various plants and trees were planted in the garden, and many flowers bloomed at this time.

Han Xuan walked and watched along the corridor, his mind could not help but fly away.

They've also met each other's family -- as friends.

But he didn't like the title.

Now that the mind is connected, why is he still hesitating?

Han Xuan sighed.

He didn't know, he just wanted to retreat instinctively.

When he reached the gazebo, Han Xuan's cell phone rang.

"Han Xuan, things here are a bit troublesome. Lin Zhong and I won't be going back at noon."

Han Xuan said: "Then you... you and Lin Zhong, don't forget to eat."

The other end seemed to chuckle: "We are going, don't worry."

Han Xuan hummed.

"Then I'll hang up first."

Han Xuan said: "Okay."

The other end did not hang up immediately, but remained silent.

For a moment there was only the sound of their breathing.

"I'll be back soon." Ye Yunyi said suddenly, her voice redoubled gentle: "About one o'clock, let's go to the city to eat in the afternoon."

"……Um."

"Go and eat."

"Okay, so are you."

The two said goodbye again, neither of them would hang up first, but in the end Ye Yunyi couldn't resist and ended the call first.

Han Xuan put away his mobile phone and walked back briskly.

As soon as he entered, he saw someone sitting in the living room.

"Aying?" He walked over quickly: "What's wrong with you?"

Ah Ying sucked in the air-conditioning lightly, holding her left hand with her right hand, and there were spots of blood running down her feet.

Han Xuan was taken aback, and hurriedly sat beside her: "Did you get it? Let me see."

"It's okay, I was not careful just now, I just wrap it up."

Han Xuan ignored her and took her hand to examine it carefully.

Her hands were covered in blood, and only her index finger could be seen.

"Sterilize first." Han Xuan took out a bottle of iodophor from the medicine box on the table, and held her hand above the trash can: "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

Ah Ying nodded, clenched her teeth, and still sucked in a breath of cold air in the next second.

"It's so deep..." Han Xuan frowned, rummaging through the medicine box: "I'll wrap it up for you, don't do it."

"It's really all right." Ah Ying was grabbed by him to apply the medicine, and looked at him earnestly: "I have already cut half of it, and I can cook the rest after cutting it. It will be very soon."

"No." Han Xuan wrapped the gauze skillfully, and pressed on her shoulder: "You sit, I will cook."

Ah Ying was anxious: "How can this work? It's not the first time I've cut my hands. I used to cook as usual. It's okay, Young Master Han."

Han Xuan couldn't help but push her back: "I can cook whatever dish you want, as long as it's not too difficult."

"But it might not be as delicious as yours." He smiled mischievously at Ah Ying, "Don't dislike me then."

"Why would you dislike it..." Ah Ying suddenly realized something was wrong in the middle of speaking, and quickly followed up: "No, let me do it, the wound is actually very small, it's not very painful anymore—"

"Aying—"

Han Xuan interrupted her helplessly.

"Either I cook, or we don't do it, and we all go hungry together. You choose one."

Ah Ying muttered, with a timid expression: "That, that..."

"So let me do it," Han Xuan laughed, and pushed her out of the kitchen: "If you are worried, you can watch here. If you feel sorry, you can do whatever you want when you are ready. I will eat as many meals as you want. , all right."

Ah Ying was still apprehensive, sitting at the table frowning.

Han Xuan could guess that this might be a habit she had formed in the big family for many years, so she just smiled, turned and went into the kitchen to chop vegetables.

He had just finished cutting the remaining half of the potato when he heard the back door being pushed open.

"I know what to do!"

Ah Ying stood at the door and raised her voice excitedly: "Young Master Han, we don't need to cook anymore, let's eat at Mr. He's!"

She walked to Han Xuan's side, washed her right hand and neatly cleaned up the dishes on the chopping board.

"Mr. He usually doesn't eat until after twelve o'clock. He must have just started cooking at this time. I'll tell Aunt Zhuang to ask her to make you an extra portion..."

"What about you?" Han Xuan took the dishes from her hand: "Don't touch these, I'll clean them up."

Ah Ying had no choice but to stand back: "There is also me, do more for the two of us."

"I just don't know if my dad will be angry..."

"What's there to be angry about?" Han Xuan sealed the dishes one by one, "Your hand cut such a deep cut, it's not a minor injury."

Ah Ying bit her lip, looking anxious again.

Han Xuan put away the dishes, closed the refrigerator door, and saw her expression when he turned around.

He thought for a while and said, "I have a solution."

Ah Ying said: "What way?"

"Uncle, how does he usually eat?"

"Usually the young master is with me, but today the young master is not here..."

"Do you think... I can?"

"You?" Ah Ying looked him up and down, "Mr. He likes you so much, you should...you can try."

This time it was Han Xuan's turn to be embarrassed: "You don't like me that much either..."

"Yes," Ah Ying said, "Mr. He has wanted to know you since the first time he heard Young Master Ye mention you. Later, he mentioned it to us many times."

Han Xuan was secretly surprised, and smiled at Ah Ying: "Then I'll try it and accompany the old man."

Ah Ying understood now: "Then stay and have lunch with Mr. He?"

Han Xuan tilted his head: "Bingo."