"Third grandmother, have you seen my father?" Jian Yan asked calmly, remembering that his father left himself alone without saying a word, or came to pick him up very late, like an object, like a time before the age of ten, this kind of thing happened from time to time.

"Maybe it's going shopping....." Jian Yan saw that the third grandmother's face remained unchanged, and even said strangely, the movements in her hands did not stop for a moment, it seems that there are quite a lot of customers around, after all, when it comes to the New Year, the custom here is to get a haircut before the first day of the New Year, which means that the New Year will bring new luck. Jian Yan naturally didn't think much about it, and planned to go out with his feet up, completely forgetting the purpose of coming this time. "Seriously, you two haven't been back for a long time!" The third grandmother came from behind with a dissatisfied and nagging voice, as if complaining that Jian Yan didn't stay to accompany her, and when Jian Yan heard this, he involuntarily stopped, touched the back of his head, and looked back embarrassedly and smiled, "I'm busy studying! I don't have much time!" In fact, only he knows what he has been doing at home for so many days during the winter vacation.

The strands of hair of various colors fell down the back of the wrinkled hand, and the third grandmother in Jian Yan's eyes no longer said much, but replied lovingly:

"Xiao Yan, let's have dinner together later! Your third grandfather is also here!"

"Got it!" Jian Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out of the barber shop that looked like a cultural relic, at this time it was already twilight, and the old dusty street lamps on both sides emitted dim lights, and Jian Yan projected his gaze into the distance, and an old street full of cultural heritage was full of eyes. With the mystery of the vicissitudes of the old man, Jian Yan took a step, curiously looked around, said that it was an old street, but it was not inferior to the downtown area, but there were fewer crowds of people, making the street seem deserted, several criss-crossing alleys, dividing the old street, each alley was very dark, Jian Yan did not have much impression of here, as if he had been deprived of it, but it was quickly returned to the scene, and what he was looking for was hidden here? This made Jian Yan puzzled.

Trying to get these strange thoughts out of their heads. Jian Yan continued to walk forward, not wandering on the street, but directly into an alley, if he remembered correctly, this one should be the lead, although Jian Yan has no impression, but after all, it is the time he spent in his childhood, even if there is no street lamp, the light relies on the feeling, Jian Yan believes that he will not go the wrong way.

Originally, Jian Yan planned to find a net to pass the time, and wait for his father to come back and then return to the third grandmother's barber shop together, but the scene in front of him made the unique adventurous spirit of the teenager who didn't know where to hide be ready to move again, and this feeling made Jian Yan feel very fresh, because it was something that had disappeared for a long time.

Occasionally, a few dogs turned their backs to the bright light, there was a cheerful laughter, the warm door barked at Jian Yan, the slightly cold wind at night blew, Jian Yan couldn't help but wrap his coat tightly, he should have stayed quietly in the warm home, playing games and watching TV, the day passed, but at this time in this familiar but strange place, wandering, what is it for? Who knows!

Hutongs are different from streets, and some areas are very dark.

"What is this?" Jian Yan walked over to a building, looked at it curiously, and then withdrew his gaze, but looked around, and found that there was no one at all, and a sense of loss filled his heart.

"What are you doing here?" said a familiar voice from behind Leng Buding.

Jian Yan didn't look back, but continued to walk forward, hiding his heart, and said to himself, "It's too stuffy inside, I want to come out for a walk!"

The middle-aged man walked silently behind Jian Yan, as if stepping on the shadow of Jian Yan's ground, "Just now..... That's an ice rink, right?" asked Jian Yan after a moment of silence.

The dim streetlight stretched the shadows of the two men on the ground, and when they were almost under the streetlight, the shadows gathered together again.

"Yes!" replied in a very simple way.

"It's been years!I didn't expect it to be there!It's amazing!" Jian Yan stopped, waiting for the man behind him to follow.

"Yes, it's been a long time! I heard that it will be demolished in a short time, and the mall will be rebuilt!" the man said in a faint accent as if he hadn't noticed Jian Yan's small movements, just half of his body hidden under the street lamp, looking not far away.

Jian Yan sighed, and swept away the original idea of going back immediately after finding the other party.

"Let's go back! There's the school ahead!" said someone's unique hoarse voice behind him.

"Let's take a look! We've come here anyway!It's not too bad!" Jian Yan looked at the man behind him, with a little banter in his eyes, Jian Yan tried to use this method to provoke the other party, although it was impossible, but at least there would be emotional fluctuations. I thought there would be, but alas......

Looking down at the time on the phone, the man nodded without any hesitation, and it was very false that people thought that there was still enough time to go on a trip, and continued to walk forward in agreement, this time he clearly saw his father walking in front of him, and he was lagging behind. I couldn't help but mutter, "What are you doing walking so fast?"

Coming to the school, Jian Yan glanced at the man with disappointment. Because the winter night is very dark, even if there are street lights around, it is very well disguised, the entrance is not large, with an iron fence that can be stretched freely, it seems that only two ordinary cars can enter and exit. One side seems to have been specially added for students passing by, next to the security room. At this time, it was empty and quiet, and only one building could be seen directly opposite.

"What's that?" asked Jian Yan, pointing to the building surrounded by the thick darkness of the night.

"Cafeteria!" the man replied faintly. There wasn't much emotion.

"Go back to your alma mater and say something?" Jian Yan asked curiously.

"What do you want to ask?When did you become so interested in my affairs, I thought your world was nothing but games!" "Do you still use it now?" as soon as it came out, Jian Yan thought that this question was quite stupid.

"Do you want to hear an interesting story, but when you're done, go back obediently!, and then give me that chicken feather!" said Jian Yan's father very dryly.

"Uh..... Okay!" Jian Yan pondered for a moment, thinking that even if he didn't listen, his hair would still be lost, so it was better to agree, how cost-effective. There are not many opportunities like this, Jian Yan is holding the iron fence with both hands and intending to listen, while the mature and steady man next to him is behind him, his brows are tightly locked, as if he is carrying out artistic processing, how to tell this past with his children, and not to appear to be stupid, lose his due image as a father, and make his son laugh, so it seems to be stuck in a lingering memory............

Moments later,

"Where's the story?" Jian Yan was ready to eat melon seeds and watch the play, and he didn't even squat on the ground, holding his cheeks with both hands and putting on a silly expression.

"That's it!" the man said solemnly.

"Say..... "Jian Yan suspected that he had misheard, he had played so many games, what xx gunfight footsteps, xx zombies had not heard the slight breathing.

Finding out that the other party was fooling himself made Jian Yan feel very angry. Although you can't lose your temper like a girl, you have your own way of doing it.

"Is there a better story than this?"

Just as he was about to leave, he was suddenly stunned.

"I want to listen to your story, it's not ours! It's better to have something to do with youth!" Jian Yan turned around and expressed his thoughts, his voice was a little loud, and naturally he was a little angry.

"Youth?" the man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized. Jian Yan was a little skeptical about whether this person did it on purpose, but definitely on purpose, he definitely didn't believe that a person who had been practicing law for more than 20 years had such a weak ability to read words and feelings, not to mention that the person in front of him was still the most famous lawyer in the local area.

"Since you've said so, I'll tell you one!" the man laughed, but there was no joy in his laughter.

"Forget it, I won't listen! I'm going back!" Jian Yan waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested, and turned to walk back.

"Yes...... It's about your mother!" Hearing this, Jianyan's body stiffened, and when he turned his head, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were slightly moist, but he quickly calmed down.

"You don't want to hear this?" At this time, the man changed his tone, which was the most familiar and stern tone in Jian Yan, with a magnetic accent with vicissitudes of life, and with a three-point naughtiness, if you don't listen carefully, you really can't hear it.

Jian Yan couldn't help but nodded, and the old camphor trees around the middle school were blown by the wind, and they made a loud noise, as if they were applauding in the night.......