"Why can't I go to Grandma Wang's house, she called me to eat fruit yesterday, but I didn't go, why can't I go over and say a few words in the middle of the day?" The next morning, Shu Lin got up early to cook breakfast and think about going to Grandma Wang's house to sit for a while, but yesterday because of Xiao Mo's affairs, he didn't pass. Unexpectedly, Shen Xihe also got up quite early, and heard that she was going over, so he tried his best to stop her.

"Anyway, it's not good for you to go over so early, let's have breakfast first, and I'll wake up after a while." Shen Xihe was perfunctory, unclear, and Shu Lin, who listened to it, didn't understand it, but when she was carried away by happiness, she walked out of her courtyard while she went to wash her face but stopped at the door.

After Shen Xi He Xi came out of his face, he saw that his face was a little not good, Shu Lin scratched his head and said, "Professor Cheng came last night, and he is the old man that Grandma Wang said." I'm afraid that you won't sue you if you feel uncomfortable, and they're going to see an old man this morning. When Shu Lin came out of the door, Cheng Hecheng and Grandma Wang were walking towards the path leading to the mountain with their things, and they didn't see her, but Shu Lin saw it very clearly.

"Go and see someone who is going to the mountains, and bring so much delicious food." Shu Lin's indescribable feeling in his heart was sullen, as if he had spied on some secret that he shouldn't know.

"It's an old man." Shen Xihe waved his hand and said, "Let's go for breakfast." Shen Xihe said this, the atmosphere was a little awkward, I heard that Professor Cheng was married and had a wife he loved very much, and then her wife died, so he didn't show up for a year.

Shu Lin's heart had a pimple, and thoughts and ideas that should not have arisen spontaneously.

The mood of the neighbor was sullen all day, carefully paying attention to the movement next door, in the mountains that set off in the morning, why didn't he come down at noon? Just thinking about Grandma Wang and Grandpa Wang, they went down the mountain, and Shu Lin hurriedly stepped forward.

"Little neighbor."

"Grandma Wang, why did you and Grandpa Wang come back from the mountain where you went in the morning?" As he spoke, Shu Lin kept looking back at the back to make sure that there was no one.

"Xiao Cheng hasn't come down yet, he usually stays all day." Grandma Wang said very naturally as she walked, as if she was used to it. Shu Lin was dizzy when he heard it, why did he want to stay in the mountains all day?

"Didn't Xiao He tell you yesterday, you really have fate, Xiao Cheng will be your teacher. And I saw yesterday that your nephew looks like Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng is also pitiful and young, and his wife is dead. ”

Grandma Wang's words could not be dispersed for a long time, your nephew is quite similar to Xiao Chengchang, and his wife is deceased.

Shu Lin suddenly felt cold all over, she didn't dare to speculate, and she was even more afraid to face this matter.

"Shen Xihe, shall we go back?" In the evening, Shu Lin seemed to hesitate for a long time and said to himself.

"What's wrong?" Before I came, I said that I would stay here for three days before going back, after all, there is an indescribable sense of oppression in the city, and it is rare to be so relaxed and not think about anything.

Shu Lin didn't know what to say all of a sudden, she looked a little bored. Glancing at Xiao Mo, who was in a daze, he didn't seem to like it very much. Probably irritated by the mosquitoes here, seeing that Shu Lin seemed a little uneasy, Shen Xihe put down the toothpick in his hand, lowered his eyebrows, pondered for a while, and said, Okay, let's go ahead of schedule.

"Nian'er, the weather has been changeable recently, no matter what, please take good care of yourself, what you want to say when you think about you is written on the letter, you will remember to read it later." It was as if he had been silent for a long time and said a word. When the sun set on the mountain, the lonely man smoked a cigarette and said, "I'll just smoke one, and I'll keep one for you, don't look back and say that I don't leave you stingy good things."

"I brought you melons planted by Uncle Wang himself, and they were cleaned. When you look back, you remember to eat, you don't have to stay up late to draw those sketches, and the clothes you designed are already beautiful. ”

"I've been fine lately, and I'm back in school, hehe, I told you this last time. There is a girl in the tennis team, I think she looks a little like you, she also likes to drink Czech beer, occasionally likes to smoke a cigarette, and she talks a little like her. ”

"But I know it's not you."

"Sharp's photo studio is thriving, clamoring to take pictures of me, how can I be a free model for her if you don't come. She said she still had pictures of us from that time. ”

"You were so beautiful back then."

The man smoked a cigarette and talked slowly, as if the person named Nian'er was in front of him.

"Xiaoming, it's so late, you guys should be careful when driving." Old man Shen has never deliberately tried to keep something, for example, every time Shen Xihe comes and goes, he will not participate, and Shen Xihe can't tell what kind of mentality her grandfather is. I usually don't contact her by phone, I never said that I wanted her to come and see, and I didn't keep her when I left, saying that I would stay for two more days. After all, he is a lonely old man.

However, the style of explaining things before parting has quietly changed, and our Senior Brother Qin has become the object of protection for them. The two of them for so many years finally have a man!

There was silence for a long time on the way back, and Xiao Mo seemed to be very tired. In fact, he didn't do anything all day, watching the grandfather and grandson play chess blankly.

During this period, Shu Lin took advantage of them playing chess, secretly went to the mountains, and brought back a broken camellia that bloomed and sandwiched it in his notebook.

A long, long time ago, when they were still freshmen, they heard that there was a very special café in the city center. Also known as the story house, everyone goes up to tell their stories when they drink coffee during the day and at night, and then the proprietress in the store will find inspiration to design a unique dress that belongs only to the person with the story. The boss will play a small ukulele on the side, a small lamp, with affection.

Later, I heard that the café was closed for a long time. Regular customers seem to have lost a habit, and many people have written posts on forums to commemorate those days when stories were told and stories were heard.

Some time ago, the café reopened, but the proprietress was gone. The boss is alone with the ukulele, and the tone tends to be sad and unapproachable. Some regular customers found mannequins for the clothes that the proprietress had designed and put them in the cupboards of the story house, saying that there were some things that should have been shared.

It's like the smile of the proprietress and the clothes she designed.

One night, Shu Lin couldn't help but be curious, and went to see the café when no one was there, but he didn't walk in, but he had a special feeling, and the café also had a good name, called Chennian.

I heard that it was given according to the name of the boss and the hostess.