"Sounds heartwarming." He Bisheng smiled.

Song Sichu turned his head to look at him and nodded: "It's very warm, but it's been a long time since I've been like this, and now I'm eating in the store." ”

"Then try it next time."

"Okay."

“……”

"Your hair is almost dry, Brother Bisheng, go and rest first, it's too late." Song Sichu didn't want him to sit here and wait with him, and urged him to go back to the house to rest.

He Bisheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, wait for your hair to dry and then go to rest, I'm not sleepy." ”

I don't know why, I always feel very happy to sit and chat with her, watching the stars and the moon.

Song Sichu got up and said, "Then I'll go back to the house, Brother Bisheng, you should hurry back to the house." ”

"Chu Chu, come here." He Bisheng beckoned to her.

"What for?" She blinked in confusion.

He Bisheng simply stood up and walked over, under her slightly uneasy gaze, reached out to cover her hair, frowned, and said, "You can't go back to the house yet, blow it for a while, it's not good for your health to sleep if your hair doesn't dry." ”

Song Sichu's whole person was stunned, stiffening his body and not daring to move.

He Bisheng took the cloth in her hand and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"What?" Song Sichu looked at him stunned.

"Is there any dry cloth?" This cloth is all wet, and no matter how much you wipe it, it is useless.

"Nope."

He Bisheng was helpless, so he could only use his hands to pull her hair, "Then it can only be like this." ”

The man's warm hand shuttled between his hair, and Song Sichu felt that his cheeks were constantly warming, and his heartbeat was fast and scary.

"Brother ...... Victory"

In the quiet courtyard, her voice sounded especially clear.

"How?" He Bisheng carefully plucked her hair to let the wind blow more evenly.

Song Sichu clenched his fists, closed his eyes, shook his head, and said, "It's okay." ”

Almost, she couldn't help it.

Why be so nice to her?

Why......-

In the early morning, Song's house was very quiet, but it was very lively outside.

The sound of the villagers greeting each other, the sound of children playing, the sound of adults scolding and swearing......

He Bisheng opened his eyes and lay on the bed listening to those voices for a while.

In the middle of the night, he climbed out of bed and walked into the yard, and saw Song Sichu squatting and washing clothes at a glance.

She wore two braids, and her body was very plain with short sleeves and long pants, just like a rural girl.

He Bisheng stared at her for a long time before he came back to his senses, and glanced at the time on his wrist, seven o'clock.

It was still early, but Song Sichu had already washed most of his clothes.

"Chu Chu, why didn't you ask me to get up and help?" He Bisheng walked over, squatted down and asked her.

Song Sichu raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Brother Bisheng, you go to sleep for a while, I'll wash it soon." ”

He Bisheng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and two words suddenly flashed in his mind - distressed.

It's strange, why does he feel distressed?

He took a handkerchief out of his handbag and wiped the sweat on her forehead, "Chu Chu, you go and rest, I'll do the rest." ”

Song Sichu stopped what he was doing and looked at him curiously: "Brother Bisheng, do you have any laundry at home?" ”

Why win: "......"

"Ahem, I don't do the laundry at home, but I do." He tried to explain.

Song Sichu smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Bisheng, you go wash first, I have already put the toothbrush and towel in the washbasin, and you will help me wring and dry my clothes in a while." ”

He Bisheng hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, then I'll go wash up first." ”