After an hour's drive, return to Song River Street.

When opening the courtyard door, the street lamp stretched the shadows of the two people in front of and behind, Luo Yin wanted to open the door to get him some supper, but unsuspectingly, a hot thing suddenly rushed out of the oblique spur and pounced on her shoulder.

"Huhuhu."

Luo Yin hates dogs, very, "Go away." ”

The dog whined and wailed, and lay down after being struck.

"Miharu?" Song Lieyuan put down his luggage and happily stepped forward to call it.

Sanchun is a little milk dog adopted by Song Lieyuan, but before studying abroad, he entrusted it to Luo Yin, who had no pet heart, and for eight years, he didn't expect his life to be so comfortable.

Hearing the original owner call it, Sanchun screamed excitedly twice, shaking his little tail and climbing on his shoulders at once, but Song Lieyuan was too tall, and his paws could only reach his chest.

Apparently, it remembers him.

Song Lieyuan laughed out loud and touched its head.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid of obscenity and hold on until I come back, count you as loyal and courageous."

"Wow!"

"......" Luo Yinxiu opened the door with a frown.

Sanchun wagged his tail happily and arched Song Lieyuan into the house to sit.

Song Lieyuan entered the warm room, took off his coat and teased Sanchun, and after a while, the black V-neck t on his body was covered with dog hair by Sanchun, Luo Yin really couldn't help it, and threw a ball to the door, Sanchun immediately pounced on it, it was an all-weather energetic dog, but it was old and often lost its hair.

Luo Yin used a hair suction device to suck all the places where Sanchun passed by just now, until he couldn't see a single hair.

"What to eat?" I had time to care about Song Lieyuan.

"Whatever."

Song Lieyuan's voice came from the half-stripped clothes, and Luo Yin pretended not to see him. Naked upper body, he dragged the black T stained with dog hair in his hand and threw it into the washing machine.

Then, before entering the kitchen.

Song Lieyuan took out clean clothes from his luggage and changed into them, and began to look at this building that he had not touched for eight years.

This house has changed dramatically, the previous two-bedroom and one-hall layout has been broken into a large room, all areas are simply separated by partitions, and the eye is a variety of photographic equipment and photographs, which seem to be random but are carefully placed after being carefully classified, and the original appearance is obviously left outside with the blue-gray tiled house shape and the exquisite courtyard.

For a long time in the United States, he could not forget this room, as if after too many storms, only here can he sit quietly for a while without feeling tired.

Oh, people have no worries, how can they be considered the soul of their hometown.

Song Lieyuan withdrew his gaze from the unobstructed kitchen and sat down in the floor, his handsome face could not be more indifferent.

After a while, Luo Yin served the food.

Song Lieyuan glanced at the plate, quite satisfied.

"Thank you."

His hands were skillful with his fork, and he was quiet during the meal, unresponsive to her gaze.

Luo Yin's eyes were slightly complicated.

His casualness must not be something that quick-frozen dumplings can deal with.

Pasta must be stir-fried with the freshest and sweetest tomatoes, no sugar and meat, and eggs must be boiled separately to be considered qualified.

The point is not this meal, but that she remembers his taste very clearly, and she has even stocked up on a lot of tomatoes in the past two days, intentionally or unintentionally, and when she opened the refrigerator, she found that she seemed to be unable to save it......

Luo Yin took a slight breath and shifted her attention to look away, just when she saw the spare phone on the cabinet, it was already twelve o'clock in the night, even if she made it clear that she would not participate in any activities, the gang still did not let go, and the girl's sharp voice penetrated the airwaves.

"Are you with my brother? Where are you? Where is it? No one at home turns off the phone, and I want to go to heaven, right? Wait! Your Song Qi wants to talk to you! ”

Luo Yin slid the screen to turn off the phone, and Song Qi only spoke half of the word.

Song Lieyuan passively listened to the four words of your Song Qi into his ears, and finally felt that he was full, and put down his fork, "Is it Song Fuxing?" ”

"Hmm." Luo Yin took his cutlery and put it in the basin without washing it immediately, because there was a sound behind him of him getting up and leaving, and she dutifully sent him to the entrance.

The moment Song Lieyuan pushed the door, he found that the shoe cabinet was empty, only the pair of men's slippers he had replaced was even in the cabinet with the sign he had just removed, his heart tightened slightly, his eyes swept straight to her, and his voice was low and soft.

"What's the matter, didn't you meet the right person?"

Luo Yin understood his sudden question, she glanced at the slippers that were on duty for the first time tonight, shook her head generously and calmly, and asked casually, "What about you?" ”

Wang, Sanchun screamed twice lazily in his sleep, accompanied by the sound of the wind opening the door and bursting in.

"Nope."

She was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this was an answer to her casual question.

Luo Yin's face was slightly hot, and he stood there with the light on his back.

Song Lieyuan went straight out of the door, only bringing the personal suitcase, and didn't look back, "Rest early, good night." ”

"Good night."

Luo Yin watched his tall and slender back pull out a long shadow on the street, handsome and majestic, he was still single, this fact made her feel slightly wonderful, because her heart was sweet.

At one o'clock in the morning, unable to sleep, Luo Yin got up again, took out a thick book from the locked desk drawer, opened it to the middle, and sandwiched a piece of white paper the size of A4 in it, with such a large area but only a few words:

They like you and I don't like it, they chase you and I don't move, they give up on you and I don't let go, I want to love you, and I'd rather not have the surname Song.

I'd rather not have the surname Song......

Song is a taboo on Luo Yin's emotional road, she likes no one who likes the Song family boy, after Song Qi's car accident in the Song family ancestral hall, she announced it in front of all the Song family.

Because she is an orphan girl who eats the Song family's meals, she is full of colored eyes for the Song family, and everything she does to them carries so-called returns, including interpersonal relationships, and she has never concealed this.

Song Lieyuan seemed to be shocked and angry as if he saw her clearly for the first time.

The turmoil did not end with her indifference, the boys of the Song family who were present at the time of the car accident all knelt in the ancestral hall for a full day, and in the end, it was Song Lieyuan who took the hundred lashes to calm everyone's anger.

She didn't know that he was the one who was subject to the family law at that time, and Song Lieyuan was not even at the scene of the car accident, why did he take the initiative to receive the punishment on behalf of the public, and the culpability was to rush up and follow the trend and like Luo Yin to cause Song Qi to have a tragedy?

When he came out of the ancestral hall again, he was carried out, and he heard that it was terrible.

But it has nothing to do with him at all, has he ever liked her?

Luo Yin didn't even have time to ask him, and the news of Song Huan's family relocation came.

And this unsigned note was stuffed under her door on a rainy night, so the handwriting was blurry and it was impossible to guess the owner.

But that night was the day Song Lieyuan left...... Invisibly, I thought if he wrote it?

It doesn't matter if you think about it, those memories are surging down like lost water, and Luo Yin still hasn't come ashore today, thinking about his qiē, including the trivial things like smoking a cigarette and sheltering from the rain under the same roof.

Luo Yin began to know from that time that hundreds of people in the Song family were relatives, but he had a strange heart for that man.

Unfortunately, the Si people have traveled far away.

"Hey, is this dog still alive? I didn't see it when I came here yesterday. ”

"Strange, doesn't she hate dogs?"

"Don't touch it, I'll go, this breakfast was touched by you with a plate of dog hair, get out!"

"Hey, I hate red bean paste, who bought it?!"

"I want red bean paste, this way, throw it!"

……

Luo Yin stared speechlessly at his yard being occupied by a group of uninvited young people to eat breakfast, that row of long tables was full of thirteen or fourteen people, men and women, fat and thin, but both men and women were tall and not ugly, typical of the appearance of the children of the Song family.

When I was a teenager, this courtyard was the canteen for the children of the Song family, and after high school, everyone parted ways because of their respective futures, and this courtyard was also cold.

"Yo, Luo Yin is out, come and sit here." Someone spotted her in the midst of the hot chewing sound.

"She's definitely eaten, you think it's like we eat for breakfast?"

"Go! Who told you to make it so late last night! ”

These gossips are all surnamed Song, Luo Yin didn't say hello one by one, took the fried dumplings that were hot in the morning and threw them on the table, those people didn't have a word of thanks, they swarmed and grabbed pig food as if they had to pick up the plates, Luo Yin felt like a group of pig breeders.

It was still Song Qi's conscience that looked up at her from the food, "Hey! Where are you going? ”

Luo Yin had already walked to the gate of the courtyard, and replied without looking back, "Send photos to grandma." ”

"Everyone is here today, Hanguang has a dinner party, and I can't help but come! Yin Yin! ”

"It depends."

"Grandma must not stay for you to eat, do you hear?"

Song Qi shouted at her back, while thinking about whether he should go with him, it was hard to guarantee that the old man saw Luo Yinxinxi stay for dinner, he still had something to announce at the meeting that he had been pressing for many years, she was the protagonist and couldn't be absent!

"Come on, the food can't stop your mouth."

"I'd love to!" Song Qibei sat down proudly.

This batch of photos was repaired by Luo Yin after a baptism of accidental fire, which is very precious to the elderly, she specially got up early to send the photos, in order to avoid the young people who came to ask for peace on the three poles of the sun, too many people touching the photos will cause secondary destruction.

Entering the grandmother's yard, there was a man and a woman standing in the garden, and Song Fuxing hung on Song Lieyuan's neck like a koala, crying with joy and screaming.

"Brother Yuan, I want you to let me hug again, just for a while!"

"You're twenty-four." Song Lieyuan frowned, still maintaining his demeanor.

Luo Yin passed past them without squinting.

"Ninety-four is going to hold you like this!"

Song Lieyuan chuckled, looking at Luo Yin's back, his eyes were closed, and he had already used up his patience, "I hope you can still withstand a shoulder fall at the age of ninety-four." ”

"Ah, Brother Yuan!" With an exclamation, Song Fuxing was thrown into the tea collapse by him with one hand, and the strength was accurate and not light, so that she rubbed her ass and did not dare to step forward.

Song Lieyuan was very satisfied with Song Fuxing's state at the moment, and before stepping into the house, he still turned around and stared at her as if warning, "You give me attention, go outside and hug other men." ”

"Woo." Song Fuxing was abandoned like a puppy.

Song Lieyuan stepped into the house, sandalwood rushed in, the ninety-seven-year-old old lady was sitting in the Taishi chair holding Luo Yin's hand, pointing to the photos and telling the past one by one, Luo Yin's expression became very soft in the old man's story, as if she had never seen such a look on her face, Song Lieyuan unconsciously stopped, standing quietly by the partition.

"I'm not happy to hear that it's him who is punished, Ah Yuan has never liked you with the trend, I went home to visit, he fell asleep and put the written things on the pillow, I looked at it, you don't wronged him, he loves you and would rather not be surnamed Song."