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Let's review the international practice together, Zhang Kun hasn't appeared for a long time, and look back on him and his grandfather:

Coming out of the old man's ward, the snow had stopped at some point, and the bright light reflected in the snow illuminated the illusion of dawn at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. The wind swept through the small courtyard, whistling between the shaking branches of the trees, almost whimpering. Shi Jiaojiao followed behind Zhang Kun without saying a word, and the man suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you afraid?" Shi Jiaojiao said curiously: "What are you afraid of?" When I was a child, my house was much more remote than it was here. Zhang Kun turned his head and continued walking, wanting to say something but not saying anything.

The room prepared by the dean was a vacant single room, and the room temperature had been adjusted early, and it was very comfortable as soon as I entered the door. Shi Jiaojiao quickly observed that there was only one bed in this simply furnished room. "Take a bath?" Zhang Kun hung his coat on the hanger and asked, Shi Jiaojiao patted her chest and said decisively, "I'll go first." Zhang Kun pursed his lips and seemed to hold back a smile, "Okay." ”

In less than ten minutes, Zhang Kun came to the bed after taking a shower and found that Shi Jiaojiao was already sleeping on the bed. She was wrapped in a quilt, her face hidden between her hair and the bed, her breathing was surprisingly even, as if she had deliberately told the other party that she had fallen asleep. Zhang Kun got into the quilt against the wall from the end of the bed, leaned over to observe the woman with her back to him, and asked, "Are you really asleep?" Shi Jiaojiao naturally didn't respond, and even the rate of breathing didn't change.

After the lights went out, the room fell into a short period of darkness, and soon the white light outside penetrated through the thin curtains, and everything in the room could be seen clearly when she opened her eyes, Shi Jiaojiao looked at the indicator light of the air conditioner running, and felt a tingling in her neck. In the same bed, a man will not be honest. Zhang Kun's feet first got into Shi Jiaojiao's quilt, and then the whole person leaned over, and immediately felt the stiffness of his back, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh on her neck, and said softly: "Aren't you asleep?" ”

The woman instinctively shrunk her neck, and she didn't need to look at it to know that this reaction was so cute! Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhang Kun's hand skillfully passed through his arm and lay across Shi Jiaojiao's waist and abdomen. The dangerous and ambiguous atmosphere surrounded the two of them at once, Shi Jiaojiao finally couldn't hold her breath, and said angrily: "Go back, I'm so sleepy." The man instead leaned closer, "Then you can sleep well." Shi Jiaojiao pursed her lips, trying to make her voice appear rational, "I'm used to sleeping alone." ”

Zhang Kun has never been an obedient person, he muttered "re-habit", while rubbing his nose against the delicate skin of the woman's neck, and his breathing fell strongly on Shi Jiaojiao's ear, which sounded shocking. Shi Jiaojiao remained motionless, as if out of her body, floating at the head of the bed and watching her body fall into the arms of others: he was not satisfied with grinding his ears and temples, and began to kiss the back of her neck, and the hand with the flame wanted to pass through the shelter and swim through the stiff body, with such a clear purpose. How could she be so well-behaved! The man began to lose consciousness, and only one thought was swirling in his head.

In the fog, Shi Jiaojiao suddenly grabbed the man's restless hand and said "Wait a minute" Before the other party could react, she escaped from bed and turned on the light. In the brightness, Zhang Kun's face is extremely difficult to see, and the funniest thing is that there is still a flush on his face after emotion. Shi Jiaojiao stood on the edge of the bed in pajamas, looking at him with stunned eyes. "Shi Jiaojiao, you ......" Zhang Kun rubbed his temples that were jumping suddenly, "You come over to me, and I will strangle you immediately." Shi Jiaojiao tilted her head, "Then you have to go back to your own quilt." ”

Zhang Kun closed his eyes, he really wanted to kill, and after calming down a little, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Why do you resist me like this, I really don't understand." A trace of panic flashed in Shi Jiaojiao's eyes, and she quickly hid it, shook her head, and said, "I don't know myself, I don't want to, I don't want to." After speaking, he turned off the light, climbed into bed, slept next to Zhang Kun, and said to the man while lying flat: "It's not because of you." ”

Maybe the repeated refusal has already formed a conditioned reflex in the man's heart, or maybe the Mid-Autumn Festival has not been talked about until now, Zhang Kun feels guilty...... Anyway, he backed down again, sighed softly, and silently returned to the quilt against the wall. The room was dark again, and after the two of them were still for a long time as if they were asleep, Zhang Kun stretched out his hand and took Shi Jiaojiao into his arms, and in response to reconciliation, the woman also obediently moved into the other party's arms.

Their relationship is in a strange situation, like standing on the banks of a river, and there are too many people or things running in the river that prevent them from coming together. Whether they are confrontational or submissive to each other, they can't be hearty.

When Shi Jiaojiao woke up, she was the only one left in the room, Zhang Kun's quilt was folded into a long strip and lay quietly on the side. The room was bright, and the thin curtains let in the golden sunlight, which was intensified by the white snow. Outside the window, there were a few sparrows foraging for food, lively and brisk, and you could tell how sunny the weather was when you heard it.

I couldn't see anyone, Zhang Kun and Grandpa, and even the nurse who wore a red sweater last night was not in the room. Shi Jiaojiao followed last night's route and pushed open the door of the office hall, only to see a beautiful scene of heavy snow in the courtyard behind: the heavy snow connected the courtyard with the wide flat land outside in a picture, the sunlight jumped on the soft white snow like gold dust, and the pines and cypresses were like pointed small towers. The snow that fell overnight made the car parked in the yard overnight look chubby, and it was a bit simple and cute.

Shi Jiaojiao followed the sound of talking not far away, leaving a series of neat footprints behind her. Passing through a circular arch, Shi Jiaojiao saw eight or nine old people gathered in the courtyard, and the one standing in the middle who looked the oldest and extremely thin was Zhang Kun's grandfather. The old people were smiling and cheering for Zhang Kun. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Kun was only wearing a thin cardigan of color, and he was holding a shovel to add snow to a large snowdrift, and the small courtyard behind him had already exposed most of the wet ground.

Zhang Kun was the first to discover Shi Jiaojiao, and only smiled and did not speak. His gaze quickly drew the old man's gaze to the woman standing in front of the arch, and the old woman with round glasses was the first to shout, "Oh, come here, see how big a snowball Ah Kun has pushed!" Shi Jiaojiao smiled shyly and walked to the old people, Grandpa Zhang Kun took her arm, pointed to the man who was still shoveling snow, and said with loving eyes: "I have been sweeping the snow for almost 20 years, and this nursing home has only relied on him for almost 20 years!" ”

The echoes of the old people, looking at Zhang Kun's eyes, are warm, full of love and dependence, this is the warmth that will only arise after a long, long time together.

The snow around was too bright, Shi Jiaojiao squinted, and the outline of Zhang Kun in her eyes was a little dark. What kind of relationship does he have with this nursing home; What is the relationship between the grandfather who lives here and him; Why is the old chairman's surname Jiang, and his surname as a quasi-successor is Zhang; Jiang Qian, Secretary Bai's sister and even Secretary Bai are all by his side, what role do they play......

Zhang Kun has too many things about Shi Jiaojiao, but fortunately she is never obsessed with uncovering the mystery. She just kept getting to know him again and again in unexpected situations. For example, now, who would have thought that he would also pick up his arms to shovel snow for a group of old people and make them happy, and at the same time, he would smile so heartily and peacefully.