January.

January always has a unique initial atmosphere, and Laba has just passed at the beginning of January in the solar calendar. Laba porridge was delivered by the old Chu couple who lived downstairs and guarded the mansion on weekdays, and they were very familiar with Huo Zuo. Among them, the blind old lady called Huo Zuo not "Xiao Huo" nor "Ah Zuo", and called him "囝囝囝" in Hangzhou dialect. After New Year's Day, families begin to prepare for the New Year.

Huo Zuo told Shen Yigong that it was the old mother who followed his mother back then, and her eyes were blinded by a fire back then. Huo Zuo rarely mentions the events of the year, and lightly brings a stroke, only saying that his grandmother has the grace of nurturing him, and now that he is old, he should support him.

Huo Zuo Hangzhou's apartment is located at the foot of Baobao Mountain, Beishan Street, the small apartment has a total of three floors, the first floor is the living room, the second floor has a study and bedroom, the furniture is made of high-quality mahogany, look at the degree of wear and tear are some years.

There is a screen in the study, and the embroidery on it is the scene where Han Xiangyun is drunk and lying on peony in "Dream of Red Mansions".

On the third floor, there is a pile for practicing martial arts, which is a set with Huo Zhai, and the knife marks on it are old and very deep, which should have been left by Huo Zuo when he came. There is a very spacious courtyard downstairs, the courtyard carries the osmanthus tree, the old couple usually plays with the flowers and plants, but unfortunately the weather is not warm, otherwise there are peonies, peonies can be watched. Now in the cold winter, only the red camellia is still trembling in the cold wind.

The small apartment comes out, and you can walk for ten minutes to the West Lake. After Huo Zuo finished dinner, he always liked to ask Shen Yigong to come out for a walk. In winter, the cold wind blows on the lake, and the wind blows cold to the bones without wrapping a coat. The elm trees on both sides of the path had lost their leaves, leaving only bare branches.

After Shen Yigong followed Huo Zuo to Hangzhou from Shanghai, he always felt that the pace of life had become so slow. In the past, Huo Zuodu slept very late, sometimes to deal with the affairs of the Blue Dragon Society, and sometimes to communicate with friends on the road. Generally, when I come back from a social gathering, it is probably early in the morning, and I often have some supper when I get home. Now after coming to Hangzhou, the bustling scene of Shanghai Beach has suddenly dispersed, and it has fallen silent, leaving a small lamp at night and a book on the table.

There is a radio in the study, which Huo Zuo will put on when he is fine. The apartment is relatively deserted during the day, and if it is a little noisy, it will be more lively. Most of them were stuffed by Cheng Changyu, and one of them was Jin Xiaoxu's new record "Catch and Release the Shop". She sang Chen Gong, the name of Lajinghu, Huo Zuo sighed when she saw it for the first time, it would be Cheng Changyu. He sighed that Cheng Changyu, the son, couldn't think of some craftsmanship.

The old couple Chu lives in a small room on the first floor, and the two old people are too old to live upstairs. Huo Zuo and Shen Yigong lived in the master bedroom. On the one hand, it is cold and takes care of Huo Zuo's habits. On the other hand...... Shen Yigong is young, young and energetic. is to arrange for him to sleep in the next room, and in the middle of the night, he will inevitably come over secretly. It's a lot of money, and it's not like I haven't slept in a room in Shanghai.

Shen Yigong knows the taste of marrow, and is even a little addicted, always pestering Huo Zuo. Anyway, there was nothing to do all day in Hangzhou, and Huo Zuo also relied on him. But it's not too ridiculous. Every morning, when the sky was still slightly bright, Shen Yigong got up and went for a run. Go around the West Lake Shunduan Bridge and Bai Causeway, and buy some fried dough sticks and fried buns before you get home. When he came back early, Huo Zuo just got up. I got up and washed up and read the newspaper first and had breakfast. Every morning, someone brought him newspapers from Shanghai. Occasionally, there was a phone call or two, and the conversation was not long. If not, go up to the third floor to practice knife boxing. Shen Yigong has been guided by him during this period of time, and his martial arts have improved a lot. After lunch, in the afternoon, sometimes the two of them would go out on their bicycles.

Go out of Beishan Street to Nanshan Street, and you can climb Jade Emperor Mountain along Nanshan Street. Climbing a mountain is just a moment for the two young people. Sometimes the two of them will go to the top of the mountain to sit for a while, and sometimes they will sit on the top of the mountain, in a daze. I didn't do anything, and when it was time to have dinner, I went down the mountain, and I found a random store to finish eating in Katagawa.

Huo Zuo doesn't talk much, and Shen Yigong is also a stuffy person. It's just that they occasionally get close outside, their eyes are relative, and that subtle tacit understanding can always stir the young man's mind.

At the foot of the gem mountain, there is a teahouse where young girls are invited to sing the three strings, and there are also old men who talk about storytelling. Huo Zuo had dinner and was fine, and he loved to take Shen Yigong for a walk and listen to it. Two people can listen to it for an hour or two by paying six copper plates and ordering two cups of tea. At night, the small teahouse is lit with lights, and the people on the stage shake their heads and sing a piece of the past of the Three Kingdoms, Dream of Red Mansions, or the Journey to the West in Sanzang and the heroes of Liangshan. After the singing was finished and the lights went out, Shen Yigong asked the shopkeeper for a lantern and walked home with Huo Zuo. At that time, it was already dark on the way back, and the pedestrians on the left and right could not see the pedestrians clearly, so he was able to take Huo Zuo's hand generously at this time and interlock his five fingers, and walk home unhurriedly in the cold wind of the winter night.

It's so comfortable on a day like this.

Shen Yigong always thought so when he reacted. I even felt that if I didn't go back to Shanghai for the rest of my life, I could do it.

On the day of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mrs. Chu invited someone to come over and arrange a large table of dishes, and Shen Yigong followed the two old people to busy before and after, wrapped dumplings filled with cabbage and tofu meat, pasted the Spring Festival, and put the fireworks to be set off in front of the yard.

According to custom, dinner was served at three o'clock in the afternoon on the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve. After eating, the old couple Chu took a red envelope to Huo Zuo and Shen Yigong, stayed by the fire for a while, and then went to rest early.

The originally lively hut suddenly deserted. Huo Zuo sat on the edge of the charcoal basin with a small blanket and roasted the fire, saw Shen Yigong holding the red envelope and smirked, took out another thick one from his arms and handed it to him. Shen Yigong was a little surprised: "This is ......"

"Don't the elders have to give the juniors New Year's money?" Huo Zuo stuffed the red envelope into his hand, "Hey, give me New Year's greetings." ”

Shen Yigong lowered his head and pinched the red envelope, with a wry smile on his face: "A lot of money......"

"Just a few pieces."

"My dad owed him a few bucks at the beginning." After speaking, Shen Yigong also felt that it was not good to talk about this during the New Year, so he hurriedly raised his head and squeezed out a smile, "Thank you, Master." Happy New Year, Master. ”

As soon as the words fell, his forehead fell slightly. Huo Zuo rubbed his short hair and said: "You have to keep those frustrating things in mind, those few silver dollars ruined your family, and from now on, you should know that you will not be restrained by a few silver dollars in your life." Shen Yigong. ”

"Hmm."

"I want you to do great things. It's not a period of time Ai Ai is a day a day, and I feel satisfied when I get a little warmth. I don't want you to be like this, I see the ruthlessness in your eyes, and you can't just do it now. ”

“…… I just think, right now, it's good. ”

Huo Zuo's hand grabbed lightly between his hair, and he withdrew his hand and turned sideways to get the cigarette. He leaned back in his chair with a blanket, his eyes drifted from Shen Yigong's body into the scorching charcoal basin, and after a long puff of smoke, he suddenly chuckled.

"I used to think so...... Very good. ”

Shen Yigong always felt that there was a bit of bitterness in his voice. It's just that he can't tell what this feeling is, he just wants to hug him hard, and he does. When kissing the corner of the man's mouth, the astringency of tobacco spreads along the tip of his tongue. Huo Zuo handed the cigarette in his mouth to his mouth, looked down at him, and watched him open his mouth and take it in.

He asked, "Do you want to set off fireworks?" ”

The two of them can't keep the year seriously. Hearing Huo Zuo say that he was going to set off the fireworks, Shen Yigong's hand shook slightly, and he instantly understood the meaning under his semantics. Shen Yigong took a coat for Huo Zuo and put it on for him. When we got to the yard, the snow started to fall again. Shen Yigong lined up the firecrackers on the path outside the courtyard gate, took the cigarette Huo Zuo gave him, lit the lead, turned his head and ran back quickly. Rising fireworks illuminated the faces of the two young men in the courtyard. Under the bright light, Shen Yigong's eyes were always not in the fireworks, and his affection and indulgence were something that Huo Zuo could not see.

The fireworks bloomed for a short time, and after disappearing into the sky, Huo Zuo sighed into his palm, turned his head and asked Shen Yigong: "Is it good-looking?" ”

Shen Yigong seemed to wake up like a dream, came back to his senses, smiled shyly, and his excessive youthful liking made him not know how to restrain his eager gaze, so he had to lower his head and answer the other party: "Good-looking." ”

Pretty.

That night, he begged for nothing, Huo Zuo did not stop, and it was really twelve o'clock when the fireworks in the city were lit up, and the water surface of the West Lake reflected the light on the horizon, like the Milky Way. In the best of years, they huddled together in the warm bed. The sound of fireworks outside the house was too loud and overshadowed too much of the sound in the house. Huo Zuo only felt the young man move his lips in his ear, but he couldn't hear clearly, so he had to turn his head and shout and ask, "What did you say!" ”

Shen Yigong finished laughing, put his arms around his waist and pressed him on the pillow: "I said-"

Outside the window, the brightest fireworks are rising in the sky.

Huo's left eyelashes trembled slightly, and he heard him say those two words.

"What?"

The boy's mouth opened and closed.

Outside the house, fireworks exploded in the sky, and the sky was full of fiery meteors. When the bright light gradually ended, the remaining light that shone into the bedside outside the room poured into Huo Zuo's inexplicable flashing gaze. He didn't give Shen Yigong an answer, but he hugged the boy harder than before and kissed him the lips.

God, how could he meet such a young man?

He can still remember meeting him on the winter solstice a year ago, sitting on the street corner in a dejected and embarrassed way, but he was not afraid when he saw the blood on his palms, and those dirty eyes are still deep in his heart.

In the dead of night, Huo Zuo sat up and lit a cigarette against the tired and sleeping boy. The copper lighter was on the bedside table, and the snow rustled on the window. He let out a long sigh in the darkness, his fingertips habitually hooking Shen Yi's short stiff hair. He lowered his head and looked at his young and ignorant lover, such a pure and beautiful feeling, he gave it to himself so defenselessly, how could he? He Huo Zuo...... It's just a villain who fights excessively, and how can he enjoy the unguarded piety and love of a young man.

Struck with awe.

After that wisp of smoke, it was Huo Zuo's helpless and happy emotion.

"Shen Yigong ......"

Give me everything you can give. What about me......

What can I give you?