This touch of warmth was only for a moment, and Yiren was about to leave, Seventeen tilted his head slightly, and pasted it again, tossing and turning between her teeth.

His movements were too gentle, and Ito didn't feel anything abrupt, as if they should have been like this, and seeing that his eyelashes trembled slightly, he gently put his hand on his shoulder.

As if encouraged, Seventeen tightened his hand around her waist, and half-knelt on the ground, tilting his head to get close to his little lady.

The crimson color was gorgeous, Yiren pressed against his forehead, saw that his cheeks were crimson, his voice was hoarse, and asked him with a smile: "Is it sweet?"

Seventeen gave a shallow kiss to the corner of her mouth, and his eyes stared at her for a moment, "Sweet." ”

"I know!" With his palms on his head, Seventeen knelt on the ground, resting on her lap.

In Kyoto, it began to rain again, and the sound of rain outside the window was just like the night he returned to Beijing.

"Little lady."

"Hmm."

"Seventeen, it's finally not alone!"

I know, in fact, Seventeen has never been alone.

The soft hand stroked his head one by one, Yiren didn't speak, he felt it carefully, and his eyes were inexplicably moist.

"Little lady, I miss my son."

"You don't know yet, his name is Dog."

"Dog? He must be a very smart kid like his father. ”

The dog is born, no, he is not smart, he is a fool, he is a very hard-working child, the father who gave birth to him and raised him does not want him, and the father who picked him up can't save him.

However, he would still say, "Yes, very smart, not from this world." ”

Seventeen was drunk, but he was not drunk, probably tonight he became a man with family, and told the story of him and the dog by the drizzle and breeze, which was a sad story.

The story is one by one, year by year, in those endless hours, there is his precipitated youth, and now, he has forgiven all kinds of past events, and frankly said to himself "the past is not to blame", but he still can't forget the dog, the cold and cold, lying in the broken temple stiff puppy Sheng.

"I have a son, his name is Gousheng, and I don't want him to be a person without a father, so the young seventeen has become a young father in the eyes of others."

After the story was finished, Yiren heard him lying on his knees and whispering: "Little lady, I think the dog is born, I think about it very much, I think about you as much as I always think about you."

That murmur accompanied him into a dream, Seventeen should be drunk, otherwise, the wet piece on the skirt is not his tears, right?

The dawn is rising, the man on his lap is sleeping soundly, and the day is about to dawn.

Dog, your father misses you, it's dawn, find the way back and see, your father has found you a very good mother, you have to come back to recognize your mother.

Dog Sheng is a fool, he is not from this world, and he probably won't come back.

Yiren's palm was still on his head, seventeen circles her waist and head pillowed on her lap, the sound of rain outside the window was quiet, the drizzle was hazy, the woman's lips were lightly imprinted in the man's hair, only the breeze and drizzle knew her tenderness and pity, and the man only had a good dream this morning.

Seventeen was an orphan, and as long as he could remember, he was already begging on the street, and this morning he had a dream in which he was still the little beggar, and the little beggar was nestled beside him, and the two snuggled up together and slept soundly.

It was a good night's sleep.

Seventeen has a family, but for Xiao Yu'an, he has a close friend, he has followed the rules of the family since he was a child, treats people politely, knows how to advance and retreat, although the relationship is harmonious, but there is already an alienation carved in his bones.

Tonight he has a righteous brother, in this world, he is no longer the unstained Xiao Shizi, he is flesh and blood, affectionate and righteous Xiao Yu'an.

"You're happy tonight!"

On the carriage, swaying, the two of them had drunk a lot, but Xia Zhishu was still quiet, seeing him snickering, he moved his body and leaned on his arm.

Xiao Yu'an was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to push the person farther away, Xia Zhishu didn't follow, and directly took the person's arm in his arms, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't move, let me hold it."

Xiao Yu'an didn't dare to move, and lowered her eyes to look, the woman was like a squirrel, holding her fruit tightly and unwilling to let go.

She hugged her arms and continued what she had just said, "I'm happy too." ”

"What are you happy about?"

The breeze blew the curtain and floated on her face, she wrinkled her nose, turned her head and rubbed it on his arm twice, even if she got it down, she said: "I treat you as me, so I am naturally happy."

"Why do you think I'm you?"

"Hmm~" Her voice lingered, it dragged on for a long time, and there was a bit of coquettishness, "I regard you as me, and the prince and the seventeenth prince as my friends, so that I can be regarded as a person with friends." ”

What does this mean?

"You don't have any friends?" I didn't mean to say a word, but she suddenly got angry, shook off his arm, and puffed up, "You didn't have it before!" Why are you laughing at me! ”

As he spoke, he cried out, and the bean-sized teardrops fell in a series like raindrops outside?

But it's okay, why do you cry?

He didn't want to wipe her tears directly, he wanted to comfort but couldn't find the direction, and he was so anxious that he was at a loss.

Fortunately, Xia Zhishu is an extremely strong girl, it would be good to cry twice, looked left and right, and then pulled it out of her sleeve, but she didn't find anything, her eyes were fixed, and she fell on Xiao Yu'an's sleeve, and directly pulled his sleeve to wipe the tears on her face.

Xiao Yu'an was helpless, and patiently waited for her to finish wiping before saying, "Tell me, why did you get wronged?"

Even he didn't realize how relaxed his posture was when he talked to her, and even had a little bit of a black belly, which was his essence, and he had always been hidden under the reputation of Xiao Shizi.

Xia Zhishu stirred his sleeves, hung his head, and said aggrievedly: "I am a princess, and you are also a child of a family, you should know how difficult it is to make a true friend?" Others praise you for asking for you and being afraid of your identity, and you may not know how to insult you behind your back, it is better to keep your distance from the beginning, but I have been closing myself off, I will be tired, I see you make a true friend today, I am happy for you, but, but I am also envious! I'll treat you as if it were me."

The louder he talked, the more he said, the more aggrieved he became, I wished everyone could hear it, fortunately the rain was loud tonight, otherwise, what did he Xiao Shizi do to the girl's family in the carriage? And this person is still a princess!

Xiao Yu'an looked at it and sighed, maybe she was really drunk tonight, or maybe she didn't have to abide by any family etiquette in front of her, so she put her palm on the top of her head.

Xia Zhishu was about to raise his head, but he pressed it, lowered it again, and was about to scratch his head with his hands dissatisfied, "What are you doing!" ”

Xiao Yu'an relied on his height advantage to straighten his waist, and Xia Zhishu was out of breath after a long time of planing.

Xiao Yu'an looked at her for a long time, felt that she was in a good mood, and grabbed her head with one hand, making her already not very neat hair even more frizzy.

Xia Zhishu was so angry that he was about to get up and hit him, so he listened to him: "Then I'll be your friend."

Coincidentally, this was not the right time, just let Xia Zhishu listen to it, and as soon as the carriage was bumpy, it was about to fall forward.

It happened too suddenly, and before the two of them could react, Xia Zhishu had already thrown himself into Xiao Yu'an's arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, he couldn't help but look up and ask, "Really?" ”

Xiao Yu jumped and accelerated, seeing that the woman's eyes were as bright as a galaxy, with her head tilted in his arms, and she looked cautious, he felt that everything in the world was nothing more than that.

He didn't know what he was thinking, so he raised his hand and flicked it on her head, his tone full of teasing, "Of course." ”

Xia Zhishu touched his head, smiled, and then closed his eyes and slipped down.

Xiao Yu'an's face turned pale, and he hurriedly scooped up the person, when he heard the sound of long breathing, his hand paused, he smiled helplessly, leaned the person against the wall, and was about to get up, when his arm was hugged to death.

Xia Zhishu didn't know what he dreamed of, smacked his mouth, rested his head on his arm, and slept soundly.

The breeze blew the arrogant curtain again, falling on the woman's face, the woman wrinkled her nose, and forgot to move her hand to remove it, Xiao Yu'an saw this, and carefully opened it for her, the woman opened her eyebrows, and her delicate nose moved, lively and smart.

The drizzle outside the curtain is dense, and he is no longer a lonely and cold son of a family, and she is not a princess of the heavenly family who walks on thin ice, but just friends who rely on each other, walk together and miss the love of life.

How long is the journey?

Remember that alley? The alley that bears witness to the stories of many people is about this long enough to see at the end of the road, but you never know how many times you'll have to walk back and forth.

The clattering hooves of the horses passed, and the old people met again tonight, I don't know what the scene was.

"The county lord is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The incense cart stopped in front of him, and he didn't see the woman in the car, but listened to her: "Let's go, don't miss the time to see off the caravan."

The coachman was stunned for a moment, got down and kowtowed respectfully, flicked his short whip, and walked away.

It was so late that she had to go to see off the caravan, and she had added a few clothes during the night.

If only all this was true, the smoke would clear, and there would be no scent of incense, everything was just what he thought.

He swore to his brother today, and wanted to find someone to share, thinking about it, only this alley was suitable, so he paced on this alley, back and forth, the rain was heavy and small and heavy, and only Yan Zijun was with him all the time.

"Ah Yan!"

Yan Zijun was silent as always, but Xiao Yu'an knew that he was behind him, no matter when and where.

That's it!

"I'm leaving!"

I don't know who he was talking to, but he was gone, and on the eve of dawn, he didn't tell any story to the alley, and all he was left was his pacing figure.

These figures have become alleys in the future, and they will always be remembered by people like dogs.