Twenty Years Later (1)

Sunday, November 22, 2034

In the south, there is a general saying that the winter solstice is the New Year, and the Spring Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival are the four major festivals, but the Winter Solstice Festival is not as lively as the Spring Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the atmosphere is peaceful and solemn, especially in Hunan Province, the dead sky will accompany the whole winter, and the days of the sun are even less pitiful.

It snowed all night last night, and now it is cloudy, the biting cold wind is whistling, the people on the street are blown dry and their faces hurt, they are silently walking on the road without saying a word, any car horn on the side of the road or greetings between acquaintances are abrupt in this winter, as if the cold and quiet winter morning should not be broken by a little movement, such a wet and cold morning, the room is even stuffy because of the lack of air circulation, the room is filled with the smell of this environment, ambiguous and dense, is the taste of the adult room.

It was so quiet that you could hear two intertwined breaths, one heavy and the other light, and as the sky got brighter and brighter, the light breathing on the bed obviously changed a little, and the irregular breathing was accompanied by more and more small movements under the heavy quilt, suggesting that someone had returned to consciousness from sleep.

If the sticky air in the room is as warm as spring compared to the cold wind outside, then the temperature under the quilt is as hot as summer, Wang Xilou suspects that her apprentice was a stove in his last life, otherwise why could it be so warm.

She pulled her pressed hair a little impatiently, and pulled his bad hand out from under her pajamas, but the movement was a little loud and woke him up, only to hear a deep, long breath from the man next to her - she felt bad for a moment, but she still took a step slower, and a turn over was as heavy as a thousand pounds that almost didn't overwhelm her, not to mention that the hand under the clothes was not taken out, and the whole person was reduced to a pillow and was pressed under him like a pillow.

Wang Xilou knew that this person liked to press on himself like this, and even if he didn't do anything, he seemed to be able to make him very happy.

Probably men are like this, they like the satisfaction of conquest, and watching their master just be suppressed by him with the advantage of weight will bring him stimulation, but she can only stare at him with messy hair under his playful and condescending gaze, and the more he stares, the more he will arouse some ambiguous thoughts.

"Don't make a fuss, get up!" She pushed him in the chest in shame.

"Rest today and get some more sleep." The wind is unreasonable, and the urn is angry.

"Your company is closed, and I still have to open a store!"

"It's so cold, who's going to buy the flowers, let's bloom later."

"It's probably busy on the winter solstice today, so you still have to come to help."

"It's almost nine o'clock now, and you're going to get up late."

Wang Xilou had a trace of shame on his face: "You don't look at what time you messed around last night!"

"It's the winter solstice, and I want to drink mutton soup."

"Then don't let me get up." Her face suddenly turned red because that hand was doing something bad.

And the man seemed to have no such thing at all, and he was still there: "Why don't you open the store today, how about going to Tianmen Mountain to see the snow?"

"How can anyone open a store, like this, two ends in three days, no business, and regular customers can't buy your flowers." Wang Xilou had to pause from time to time when he spoke.

"It's not a teahouse restaurant, where do people buy flowers every day."

"Tianmen Mountain is so far away."

"It's a two-and-a-half-hour drive."

"Didn't you say you wanted to drink mutton soup?"

"There should be a sheep soup shop at the foot of Tianmen Mountain, right?" Feng asked unreasonably, "Do you want to go?"

He looked at Wang Xilou's face, even after being married for so many years, Master was still so cute and moving, at this time, his face was so red that he was about to drip blood, his eyes were watery and unyielding, and he smiled again and asked if he wanted to go, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

"Bad guys." She took a sip.

"What's wrong?" He actually dared to cry out for injustice.

Wang Xilou felt that this bad-hearted apprentice was really getting more and more hateful, but now it seemed that he was talking about things seriously, and whoever cared about the affectionate thing would lose, even if his face was already red, Wang Xilou still stubbornly didn't say it, but said, "Let me close the store again, isn't it bad?"

"That's right

Is it?"

Wang Xilou couldn't hold it anymore, and his voice was like a kitten: "Husband, stop playing."

The emotional master is too charming, obviously married for more than 20 years, it is said that the middle-aged couple kissed disgusting for many days, and asked other people's old husbands and wives to be so tired in the bed in the winter, and he had to be told how old he was, and he was not ashamed, but he looked at this woman who was called his master, wife, and child's mother, and was as delicate as when he married him.

The two glanced at each other, and Wang Xilou understood with one look, he pulled out his hand and was about to take off his pajamas, so she put her bare hand on the top of his pants, but the quilt just began to squirm, and a woman shouted outside the door, and the shouting sound was accompanied by the twisting of the doorknob.

The girl outside the door obviously didn't have the slightest idea of leaving private space for her parents, the twisted doorknob clanged a few times, and the door was locked, but this could not reassure the two, the two of them stiffened on the bed, the master and apprentice looked at each other, and the wind grabbed the quilt unreasonably to cover their heads.

The door was not opened, and the wind fell directly through the wall.

She glanced at the large bag of quilts on the bed, and her instinct told her that the two of them must be awake on the bed.

The slim girl perfectly inherits the respective advantages of her parents, tall and tall, with outstanding appearance, when she was a child, she was a little more unreasonable, and her mouth was like a salted fish from time to time, and she slowly moved closer to her mother when she grew up, and she was undoubtedly the daughter of the proud master and apprentice, but she was a little older, but she slowly showed the characteristics of her mother.

The performance is that he always has a straight face.

In bed, both husband and wife are a little afraid of this daughter who cares about this and that all day long.

"It's almost time to go to bed." Her voice is cold, just listening to the voice can imagine the beauty of all girls, reminiscent of the bell after class, first love, the blackboard newspaper and the black hair on the front table A series of youthful and beautiful words.

It's just that there is no movement under the quilt at all.

When the wind fell, she went to open the curtain and let the sun in, and the dim room suddenly brightened, and the cold light like a haze shone on the wall on the wedding photo of her parents twenty years ago, and that's not all, she also opened the window and filled the whole room with the cold wind of December.

She looked back and saw that the quilt like a dirt bag still didn't move at all, and the woman suddenly frowned and walked over.

"Dad!"

The wind is unreasonable and silent.

"Mom?"

Wang Xilou was silent.

Feng Xiaoluo nodded, her left foot stepped on the right heel, her right foot stepped on the left heel, her small and delicate feet were wearing white boat socks without a little pattern, and her white instep was greasy and cute, she knelt on the side of the bed, lifted a little quilt and got in.

There was a burst of chickens and dogs, and the couple were still driven up by their daughter on the bed.

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