As the end of the year approaches, the snow is slow and everyone who is hurried home is blocked halfway.

The single in the car was circling with a trembling folk song, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Xu Xilin put one hand on the steering wheel and looked forward. He saw that the butts of the train lined up seemed to have stretched to the horizon, and the brake lights were lit one after another. He didn't know that the year of the monkey and horses could break through the siege. He looked at the side again. Mr. Dou Xun, who was in the co-pilot, supported his head with one hand, and was in a daze. He hadn't seen him for many years, and Dou Xun had no intention of paying attention to him.

Xu Xilin sighed secretly, and suddenly, he was very skilled in driving and turned around the front of the car through the small gap on the roadside, and got into the small alley next to him.

Dou Xun was finally alarmed and turned his head to look at him.

Xu Xilin Yu Guang kept staring at him and immediately said, "You can walk the path faster, I want to..."

Dou Xun sneered and continued, "Get rid of me as soon as possible?"

Xu Xilin: "…buy some flowers along the way."

The above sentence was almost the same, and they shut up at the same time. Xu Xilin frowned, as if he wanted to have an attack, but he held it back.

"It's still that kind of virtue, why are you angry with him?" Xu Xilin thought, concentrating on hiking through the small alley where there were fragmented.

The northwest wind and the barking of dogs complement each other, and the folk singers are weak in singing and are about to die.

Xu Xilin parked his car at the door of a flower shop called "Grandpa", took out his cell phone and dialed it: "Hey, it's me. I'll bring me a few pots of kumquats and Phalaenopsis at the door of your store, and give it to people during the holidays."

There was a loud voice on the other end of the phone, and the sound penetrated the receiver, and the domineering side filled the cramped cab: "Xiao Linzi, you still have the intention to buy flowers! I will watch the celestial phenomena at night and tell you a fortune, and you will be in trouble!"

Xu Xilin: “…”

The window of the flower shop facing the street opened, and a non-mainstream young man with a mustache came out. The brainless shop owner put down his cell phone, sank the dantian, and shouted in a higher tone: "Dou Xun is back, have you heard of it!"

Xu Xilin wished that his arm could grow two feet longer, so he slapped the man into the window frame.

The window of the passenger seat who was facing the flower shop slowly fell down, and Dou Xun showed his face: "I heard it."

The owner's facial expression was like a pheasant strangled.

Then the owner of the flower shop who was silent and Dou Xun, who was as heavy as water, helped Xu Xilin move a few pots of flowers into the trunk of the car. Before leaving, the owner of the flower shop scratched his head for a long time before carefully holding Xu Xilin: "What, there is a party next week in our class. Are you going?"

Xu Xilin now wanted to get rid of these embarrassing people, and lifted his eyelids. He replied absent-mindedly: "Let's talk about it."

The owner: "Go, you haven't shown up in the past few years."

Xu Xilin was angry when he saw him, but he didn't answer, waved his hand and drove away.

Half an hour later, Xu Xilin finally sent Dou Xun back to the hotel where he settled. Dou Xun got off the car without saying a word and stood beside him and looked at him quietly.

Xu Xilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, you have a rest, I'll leave first."

Dou Xun nodded at first, then touched his coat pocket. The cigarette box he touched was empty. He subconsciously called the person next to him: "Oh..."

Xu Xilin braked the car that had been slipping for half a meter and said, "Hmm?"

Dou Xun swallowed the three words "Is there smoke?" because he remembered that Xu Xilin didn't smoke.

Xu Xilin doesn't smoke, doesn't drink unless necessary socializing, and doesn't hurt himself. He even knows how to behave when he fights when he was a child. He has been such a person who seems unreliable since he was a child, but in fact he never leaves the circle.

Xu Xilin: "Is there anything else?"

Dou Xun lowered his eyes slightly: "You never go to the party because you don't want to see me?"

Xu Xilin: “…”

Dou Xun's stick is probably not going to learn how to leave room for himself and others in his life.

Xu Xilin said stiffly: "I was too busy a few years ago and I didn't care about it."

"Then I'm not busy this year, right?" Dou Xun stared at him, "I'll go too, are you going?"

When Dou Xun spoke, he brought up a thin layer of white vapor. When he stood in winter, he looked like a white sketch with red or green. It looked good, but his eyes were with a knife and his tongue had a blade. It was a graceful and solemn human-shaped weapon. Xu Xilin was almost stabbed by him, so he had to say perfunctorily: "I can't tell you, see if there is anything else."

Dou Xun said nothing more, stood there silently, watching Xu Xilin say goodbye again and leave again.

"Can you look back at me?" he thought silently, "You look back at me, and now you can let me climb to the top of the building and jump down."

Unfortunately, others don’t know how to read minds, so Xu Xilin closed the car window and left cleanly.

Dou Xun's building did not jump.

The ugly folk songs in the car are still endless. Xu Xilin walked through the twilight surroundings and felt his vision blurry - it seemed to be foggy.

This is the thirteenth year that he and Dou Xun have known each other. They want to live their lives forever, and they also want to never interact with each other until they die.

Now, the road to the returnee who is riding with his mobile phone and the passerby who happens to take him off work is narrow. After a sudden encounter, he is stunned. Except for "I look a bit like avatar, but I didn't expect it to be you", there is no dusty love and dislike to explain.

...The cell phone rang, and when Xu Xilin looked, Dou Xun gave him a good comment.

At this time, the sky was still clear, the earth was still thick, the traffic was still congested, the earth was not destroyed, and the remaining years were still abundant.

And the school buildings and houses of those days were already old.
Chapter completed!