Zhu Ziping was not at home, it should have been a volunteer teaching and had not returned, but her parents recognized Yun Che at a glance.

At that time, he was worried about Yun Che, but now he is like grasping a life-saving straw, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, killing chickens and slaughtering sheep to entertain. Yun Che didn't want to refuse, but in the end, it was unspeakable in his heart, his hands and feet had nowhere to put his hands and feet, and a slight flush rose in his pale face.

Zhu Ziping should be back, and they should meet each other. The two of them tacitly sat silently.

The countryside here is quiet and pure, the dark blue canopy is densely decorated with stars, there is a passing breeze, and the chest is lazy with the warmth of laziness, and when all things in heaven and earth fall asleep in their own proper posture, people become desireless and desireless in such an atmosphere. Lin Wenxi enjoyed this feeling very much, his eyes were also under the starlight, the water waves in the pond became very soft, and he spoke softly, occasionally Zhao Yuan teased, and smiled lightly, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and everything was closely related to himself and very in line with his heart. Zhao Yuan saw Lin Wenxi's contented and casual smiling face from time to time, so he stopped making trouble, quieted down, and the two of them were speechless for a while.

After peeling the beans, the night was slightly cool, Lin Wenxi went to the inner room to grab a dustpan of garlic, Zhao Yuan raised his eyebrows to take a look, smiled knowingly, and separated the garlic leaves and rhizomes with Lin Wenxi - Lin Wenxi thought this was very good, just like a bowl of light sugar water, one more point would be viscous in the mouth, and one point less would be dull and boring, but this is the only way, just right.

"Thank you." Lin Wenxi said.

"If it weren't for you, they wouldn't have been able to see each other in their lives." Zhao Yuan said.

"The two of them have fate, they can meet no matter what, it's not me, but also someone else. I am the messenger of fate, and you are the oath of the mountain alliance in the hands of the messenger. Lin Wenxi said.

Zhao Yuan's eyes widened and he couldn't understand, pointed to the garlic and said, "If Zheng Kai is here, he will popularize the genus of garlic with us." ”

Lin Wenxi calmed his face, paused, swallowed the words that were about to attack in his stomach, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Yuan's words, and asked, "Why did your mother and father divorce?" With such a capable son as you ... Should... ”

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Adults, children, don't care." ”

Lin Wenxi heard his pun, pushed him, held his hands and looked at the pond in a trance, his body gradually leaned towards Zhao Yuan, and he actually fell asleep after a while. When he woke up, he found that there was a basin of water at his feet, and a box of half-used soap, and the garlic work had been done. Because the smell of garlic is so strong that it cannot be easily removed.

Zhao Yuan sometimes has a very delicate mind, and every little thing is touching, and sometimes he is very aggressive, as if everything has nothing to do with him. Lin Wenxi suddenly asked, "Zhao Yuan, are you really taking the initiative to contact me because of Wanxin's reason?" ”

Zhao Yuan knew what Lin Wenxi meant, and lazily leaned on the recliner, slowly swaying, only to feel that the stars in the sky were dancing with it.

"You provoked it, right? If I hadn't helped you, Zheng Kai might have used you as a sacrificial flag for the first day! Zhao Yuan said.

Lin Wenxi turned his face away, a little embarrassed, this matter has become a little secret in his heart. I remember that I thought I had done something that should have provoked my young partner, thinking that he would be angry, but he actually said: "My father said that children who like to wear red clothes have a very hot personality and don't care about small things." Lin Wenxi saw Zhao Yuan's fiery red jersey hanging at the head of the bed, and he inexplicably substituted for this. There is nothing logical about the conviction of this in itself, Lin Wenxi has never been a logical person, so Zhao Yuan's indifference afterwards made him even more convinced of this.

"Then you shouldn't teach me a good lesson?" Lin Wenxi asked again, then lowered his head and said, "On the contrary... To me. ”

Zhao Yuan didn't know how to answer, no longer shaking the recliner, he thought that he had always done things in a measured manner, and he advanced and retreated properly, but he didn't know how to plant a few heels on Lin Wenxi, such as squatting down to help Lin Wenxi tie his shoes, such as holding Lin Wenxi to sleep, helping Lin Wenxi fry fish, and then leaving the unique things of the two of them as a mark along the way, and rushing up to fight the city management, and also, almost naturally, followed Lin Wenxi to this poor country, but Lin Wenxi never made a promise.

"Between us, do we need to say that now?" Zhao Yuan asked.

Lin Wenxi suddenly felt that Zhao Yuan, who was usually not used to the love of children, occasionally spit out amazing words, although they were simple, but they were really all in love, all in words.

The night finally got late, Zhu Ziping's parents took a flashlight to find them to rest, they were so grateful to Lin Wenxi that they couldn't express it, the countrymen were honest, and they only praised the readers for being good, sensible, and kind, and praised Lin Wenxi embarrassed, but Zhao Yuan added oil and vinegar to say some of Lin Wenxi's little things, as if Lin Wenxi had become a good deed without leaving a name and not writing a diary.

Zhao Yuan sat next to Lin Wenxi, who was almost watery and about to overflow water everywhere, he was already sitting on pins and needles, and at this moment, he hurriedly cleaned up and closed the door.

The late night was cool, the mattress was a little damp, the moonlight sprinkled through the window, falling on the carved wooden table under the window, the wind blew the oil paper pasted on the window slightly, Zhao Yuan opened one arm, stretched his body, and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful day, do you want to borrow a shoulder for the poet to play." ”

Seeing that Lin Wenxi did not move, he saw that the moonlight was like water spilling, and Lin Wenxi's quiet smile was like the lilacs that he saw by chance on the side of the road during the day, looking forward to and enjoying it.

Zheyuan crossed his arms behind his head, silently watching the outline of Lin Wenxi outlined by the moonlight, and he could fall asleep for a long time.

Tomorrow, Zhu Ziping asked Yun Che to come over and invite Lin Wenxi and Zhao Yuan to have a drink together.

Lin Wenxi heard the most tortuous love story he had ever heard of that day, about Yun Che and Zhu Ziping.