Another week has passed.

This weekend, Xie Qingcheng didn't live in the Medical University - he wanted to go back to the old house in downtown Shanghai to see.

Since their brothers and sisters went to college, the old house was not habitually occupied. No matter what, there are differences between men and women. The dwelling place of less than 40 square meters made Xie Qingcheng and Xie Xue live a little bit Awkward.

But because they have a good relationship with the neighbors, Aunt Li hurts them like a mother, so the two brothers and sisters will come back every three or five to have a meal with Aunt Li and live in two days.

Xie Qingcheng has a lot of things at hand recently, and he hasn't been home for a long time. It happened that he was free this week, so he called Xie Xue.

"Go to Aunt Li's house on weekends, I'll drive to pick you up."

Unexpectedly, Xie Xue said, "I passed by there the night before yesterday, and I have already visited her."

"...why didn't you tell me."

"I—" Xie Xue turned her head, "I just have nothing to do."

"From Huda to Moyu Lane, you have to transfer three subway trains, and there are no large shopping malls nearby. Where are you going to hang out?"

"Yes, yes."

"Xie Xue, don't lie to me here." Xie Qingcheng's tone suddenly became cold, "Have you been hiding something from me recently?"

Xie Xue hummed and couldn't make up a sentence for a long time, and finally just panicked "ah".

"Brother, my phone is dead."

"Xie Xue!"

"It's really out of power, I'm hanging up, bro, go by yourself, I have something to do on the weekend, remember to say hello to Aunt Li for me! Bye!"

Xie Qingcheng wanted to say something else, but what he responded to was already a series of busy beeps from his mobile phone.

…

Xie Qingcheng pinched the call, threw the phone on the table with a cold face, walked to the balcony of the dormitory, and finished smoking a whole cigarette in a distraction.

If Xie Xue doesn't go, he still has to go back.

Not only to see Aunt Li, but also to clean up the house. Although he didn't live there often, it was his and Xie Xue's real home after all.

So after class on Friday night, Xie Qingcheng packed up some simple personal items and took the subway back to Moyu Lane.

Still can't change the fate of beauty's twilight. The criss-crossing clotheslines are like wrinkles that cannot be covered by powder, and the peeling paint in the details is a dull lip gloss. These low-rise buildings lie among the bright and modern buildings, which are easily reminiscent of sitting in the middle of young people to take pictures. The grandmother is quite characteristic of the times.

Xie Qingcheng entered the alley. Some aunts and uncles were collecting clothes. When they saw him, they greeted him—

"Professor Xie, are you back?"

"Have Dr. Xie eaten it? Uncle and uncle boiled some corn here and can't eat it. I'll send it to you later."

Xie Qingcheng agreed with them, then turned sideways into the entrance of the building full of broken bicycles, and entered the gate of his own courtyard.

Neighbors called him Xiao Xie at first, but Xie Xue grew up, his mouth is far sweeter than him, and his communication with others is much more frequent than him, so "Xiao Xie" is an intimate name. He gave it to his sister, and he was mostly called Professor Xie and Doctor Xie by them politely.

The only elder not named Xie Qingcheng's professional name is Auntie Li.

Xie Qingcheng and her house are in the same hall. As soon as he entered the house and put the change of clothes he brought back, he knocked on the door of Aunt Li's house.

"Noisy, **** it, it's a big night—"

After knocking for a long time, the little red door of Auntie Li's house didn't open, but the uncle who lived in the attic opened the window and stretched out a sparsely haired skull, but scolded Halfway through, when he found the person standing below, the uncle restrained his spittle.

"Oh, so it's Dr. Xie back."

"Uncle, where is Aunt Li?"

"Hey, hey, she saw Xiao Xie a few days ago, and she thought Nong wouldn't come back so soon, so she went to her little sister's place today."

"Go to her friend's place?" Xie Qing frowned slightly.

"Yeah, oops, it's not like Nong doesn't know about Aunt Nong Li, people are crazy, a lot of years old, but also crazy and little sisters to do some cheongsam show, have fun I'm happy. I don't think I'll be back in the next two days."

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

"Have you eaten Dr. Xie's meal yet?" After the uncle chatted, he greeted Xie Qingcheng, "Have you eaten yet? Come and eat with Uncle."

Xie Qingcheng and the neighbors have always been rude: "What to eat?"

"Eat mangoes." Uncle and uncle poked out an old hand like bark from the narrow window, holding a large yellow mango with peeled skin.

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

Seeing his expression, the old urchin laughed loudly, and his sparse hair trembled in the wind: "Look at you, look at you, serious, brows furrowed, hahahaha, hair sting."

Xie Qingcheng: "...Forget it, eat it yourself, I'm going home."

After saying that, she slammed the door and entered her room.

Lovely succulents, and blooming roses. The bed was the princess bed that Xie Qing presented to her when she was in junior high school. There were colorful dolls and pillows on it, and there were faded star posters on the wall next to the edge of the bed.

& nbsp; The old furniture is sturdy, and it has been accompanied by hard work for more than 30 years, and it is still very durable.

After a busy week, Xie Qingcheng was too tired. He poured some water and took some medicine. He lay down on the bed and slept for a while.

Aunt Li was away, and he was too lazy to sit down and have a good meal, so he took out his mobile phone and ordered a takeaway.

Before closing the page after clicking, a WeChat prompt popped up.

He Yu: "Where are you?"

Xie Qingcheng was too lazy to return.

The second message popped up again: "I came to Medical University to find you, but I didn't see you."

“…”

Xie Qingcheng was too tired to type, so he typed as little as he could: "Home."

He Yu seems to be asking for money: "Are you at home? Are you home? Is Xie Xue with you?"

People who have been tense all the time, once they return to the realm of peace of mind and relax completely, it is difficult to wind up immediately.

Xie Qingcheng was like this, he lay flat on the old-fashioned wooden bed, his tie and the top two buttons of his shirt were loose. Pressing her voice, her voice was a little hoarse and hoarse: "Are you bothering you? She's not with me. What is she doing with me on the weekend? I don't have any milk for you to drink. someone to accompany?"

He usually doesn't speak so hard to He Yu.

He Yu was caught cheating by He Yu before. He lost a bit, but he didn't know how to get a game back, so he didn't find the kid for a whole week.

Now He Yu took the initiative to play him, and he also came to fire, he wanted to rest, and he didn't want to worry about neurosis.

The neuropathy was silent for a while.

Then a text message came.

"I'm bored."

Xie Qingcheng continued to speak without hesitation: "play with your classmates."

Text message: "I want to come to you."

"You don't understand what I'm saying, He Yu? I have to rest on weekends, and I'm in my own home. You came here a few times when you were young, and you don't remember the way." Xie Qingcheng irritably Rejected him, but probably because he was lying flat on the edge of the bed, and he was tired, so he couldn't help but bring some soft nasal sounds.

He Yu is another text message: "Don't worry, I remember it very clearly."

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

Yes, otherwise, how can you be a scholar.

"You don't come, I don't have time to entertain you. Unless you are sick again. Are you sick?"

Text message: "Not sick."

"Then don't come."

Then send a text message: "You lost to me last time, I haven't asked you yet, have I?"

Xie Qingcheng stared blankly at the ceiling, the light from the mobile phone screen illuminated his face, becoming more and more dead and dull: "...He Yu, what do you want? Sample."

This time, the other party didn't reply immediately, and seemed to be thinking.

Just when Xie Qingcheng lost his patience and was about to throw the phone aside and go to sleep, He Yu received another message, this time it was actually a voice. The young man's voice condition is very good, Yichi is warm and deep, and every word is subtle.

It's just a shameless thing to say.

"I'm not sick, but I'm not in a good mood. I think I have to pretend in front of others. It's very tiring, but I don't need it in front of you, so I came to you to relax."

"...Am I in the playground? You come here to relax when you're all right?" Xie Qingcheng got angry at the nice tone, "He Yu, what kind of psychological obstacle do you have, you avoided me before? Faster than a dog, but you got some sweetness last time, and you are still chasing after yourself, why, are you still addicted?"

He Yu actually didn't know what happened to him.

Maybe she had been chasing Xie Xue in her eyes before, and there was always a little expectation in her heart.

Now this expectation is gone, and he doesn't want Xie Xue to see him anymore, so he has no choice but to turn his eyes away.

Being at a loss, he finally found that Xie Qingcheng was the best object for him to relieve his worries - Xie Qingcheng knew him very well, and...

And Xie Qingcheng's eyes are at least similar to Xie Xue.

He looked at it, even if he knew it was fake, he was somewhat relieved. What's more, it's really interesting to let Xie Qingcheng lose to him. It was something he didn't expect and never imagined before.

Xie Qingcheng may be right, he is a little addicted.

However, what he did not expect was that he was waiting for Xie Qingcheng to call him again, but he did not wait for it. A week has passed, and I can't help but feel a little bored, so I sent him such a message tonight, and after Xie Qingcheng refused again and again, he couldn't help but change the text message to the voice message with a cold face, hoping that the other party could Hear the displeasure in his voice.

"I'll come right now."

Xie Qingcheng was so annoyed that he threw his phone on the wall, He Yu's rude voice was still playing automatically in the cramped old house—

"You haven't seen me for a week, so you're not afraid."

Xie Qingcheng sighed: "I'm **** afraid of you."

He Yu is a pragmatic person, and it really comes, Xie Qingcheng originally pointed to him and found the wrong place, but when the old broken security door was taken carelessly When it rang, Xie Qingcheng knew that it was more practical to expect He Yu's IQ to drop than to expect He Yu to fall into the manhole cover under construction while walking on the road.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

“…” Xie Qingcheng, who was lying on the bed so tired that the power cut off, moved his fingers, but he still didn’t want to get up.

He Yu has brought into play the excellent qualities of contemporary college students to respect the old, love the young, and be civilized and polite. Bend your index finger gently and knock on the door a few times.

He wasn't even in a hurry.

He was not in a hurry, but the uncle upstairs, who was strong and had a good hearing, was in a hurry, and the uncle pushed open the attic window: "Knock knock knock! Ah! Yeh? Nong is a young man with eyesight, which one are Nong looking for? Come to participate in community public welfare and offer condolences to the lonely and widowed elderly?"

…

What a **** shame.

The lonely old man Xie Qingcheng, who was lying on the bed and pretending to be dead, was forced to stand up, opened the security door, and shouted to the upstairs: "It's okay, uncle, my acquaintance."

"You let me in." The tattered security door slammed shut behind the two of them. The word "Fu" on the door was too strong, and it trembled and tilted a few times. Inch.

Xie Qing had a dark face and threw He Yu on the wall.

"What do you want."

He Yu stood leaning against the wall, there was a faint fragrance of washing clothes on his body, and the breath of young boys who had been basking in the sun for a long time, a prosperous taste of youth.

This smell entered the room, mixed with Xie Qingcheng's stale and cold tobacco smell.

He Yu raised his eyebrows, raised his finger and pointed upstairs: "Didn't everyone else say it? I'm here to console the lonely old man."

Said to bypass Xie Qingcheng, who was standing in front of him, and turned on the headlights in the house. This series of actions was smooth and smooth. Be an outsider.

The most irritating thing is that after walking around the house, the volunteer comrade actually turned around and politely asked the "old and widowed old man" whom he consoled.

"Brother Xie, I'm a little hungry, can you give me something to eat?"

"Do you have any milk for me?"

“…” Xie Qingcheng unhappily turned over a box of Shuhua milk from the cardboard box and threw it to him.

He Yu glanced at it: "This milk is not pure enough, I never drink this brand."

“…”