In short, the hometown is also in the town, located in the periphery, not prosperous, quiet is the best description of the town, like an old man in the twilight, looking forward to the return of customers at the intersection.

It was late at night, and when I came out of dinner at the third grandmother's house, it was nearly ten o'clock.

"It's so late, we can go back!Where else do you want to go??" Jian Yan looked at his father who was sitting in the driver's seat in surprise, always looking at his eyes level in front of him.

"Go home!" But it made Jian Yan a little collapsed.

And after arriving at the destination, he got out of the car and looked at the blurry but extremely clear room in front of him, and finally understood that he had completely boarded the thief ship this time.

"Ahem....." The moment he pushed open the big iron door, he seemed to have returned to the past in a trance, and the unique smell of rust from the iron door entered his nasal cavity, and he couldn't help but bow his head and cough a few times. Let the simple words that have been accustomed to the security door be miserable.

Because of rust, it is difficult to open, and it can only be opened to the width of one person. The two tried several times but couldn't do it, so they simply gave up.

"Tonight will be the first to do, tomorrow to clean up!" the man behind him said in a deep voice, also walking sideways into the house.

"Pap" touched the darkness, turned on the light, and took in everything that was originally dark.

However, there was no dust all over the place, and Jian Yan did not look around curiously, but was very curious about who cleaned it.

Everything in front of me hasn't changed, the table is still the same table, the chair is still the same chair, and even the old-fashioned TV is still in the same place, as if it were just yesterday. This gave Jian Yan a sense of delusion.

"It's very clean! I don't need to clean it up!" he hurriedly argued.

"The New Year is auspicious!

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

"Let's rest early! There are many things to do tomorrow! Let's talk about them tomorrow!"

The middle-aged man silently walked into the bedroom on the left, and after a while, the door opened again, and he saw Jian Yan, who was still standing outside the door, waiting, "These are slippers, you will use this pair first!" accompanied by the unique impact sound of slippers and the ground.

"Dad, you haven't answered my question yet, why are we ......" Jian Yan was very puzzled, a little anxious, and a little depressed when he saw the other party's reaction, is it difficult to come here is not so simple as a haircut, looking at his father's appearance, it seems that he is preparing to live here.

"There is water outside, and so is the bathing place! You can sleep in my former room! The study is empty!"

Jian Yan sighed, except for the room where his father lived, the rest of the rooms on the first floor couldn't help but open the door and check them one by one, exactly the same, and the one in his memory.

In short, he slowly went up to the second floor, which is the so-called his house, after all, the room where his father lived before he left here, which should have been lived in when he was young, a few years older than him, and before he separated from his grandfather. Before the age of ten, I slept in a study, saying that it was a study, and it was not an exaggeration to call it a computer room, which was full of electronic products, and I couldn't find a book at all, and it was funny to say that it was a study. Of course, all electronic gadgets are related to gaming, and they are also inherently set up with layers of passwords, except for Snake, Tetris, and the kind of games of the ancient century. For those who are accustomed to large online games, it is completely impossible to run back and play this kind of game, except of course - boring.

In short, this is an excuse that my love of playing games is genetic.

Wiped his wet hair, changed into clean clothes, Jian Yan sat at the desk, turned on the lamp, looked at the flickering surroundings and was in a daze. The house is very spacious, and downstairs is my father's room, and it should have been my grandfather who lived in the past, in short, I thought. "The preparation is really thoughtful, even the clothes are ready!" Jian Yan couldn't help muttering, how much thought did his father spend in order to get him back, even coaxing and deceiving, when he thought of this, Jian Yan felt very speechless.

A few minutes ago, he was very curious to go to the study, all the furnishings have not changed, of course, these are not the point, the point is that the only thing that is not well prepared is, there is no Internet, is it deliberate or deliberate?

"So boring?" Sitting at the desk all the year round, accustomed to playing with the computer, eating and drinking a lot except during school, the rest of the time is a simple word of idleness, all of a sudden it seems to have come to a primitive society, and I am not very used to it in an instant. Fortunately, there are still mobile phones.

The WeChat list flipped through and suddenly a message appeared. Jian Yan glanced at the sender, a little surprised.

"You're back?"

"How do you know?"

"I saw you on the street, but with your father, I didn't dare say hello!"

"(Crying and laughing)" Jian Yan made an expression, then dropped his phone on the bed, his hands behind his head, his body swaying back and forth with the chair, his eyes closed and thinking about something.

After a while, the mobile phone screen lit up again, Jian Yan's body jumped, and he quickly took the mobile phone, and found that there were only a few words on it: Is it here for the New Year?

Jian Yan thought about it, and slowly typed a few words on the blue mobile phone screen: It is estimated that I will go back in a few days, and I don't know what the old man thinks. After a while, after hesitating for a moment, he quickly deleted the words he typed and re-typed: En!

Ye Feng, male, in short, is small, and is said to be a character who has been playing since kindergarten. Since going to college, the two have rarely been in touch again. And Jian Yan also knew what Ye Feng meant by playing.