Lao Cheng quickly came to help with a loud shout. Dou Xun's eyes sank slightly and he let go.

Xu Xilin was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to turn around. He directed the drunken old man to carry Cai Jing, who was drunk, to get into the car. Then he grabbed his hair and turned around to ask the silent Dou Xun: "Would you please take a taxi by yourself?"

Dou Xun picked up his coat, retreated to a safe distance, and said reservedly: "Everything is OK."

Xu Xilin got stuck in the shell, but unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for many years, Dou Xun actually learned to "let you have a dilemma in your own leisurely manner."

Xu Xilin looked down at his toes: "It's too late, I'll give it to you."

Mr. Dou Xun, who "all is OK", followed happily.

Dou Xun's heart was beating wildly since he came out of the private room. After unexpected contact, his desire to touch Xu Xilin was suddenly activated and expanded rapidly at geometric levels.

He looked at Xu Xilin's hand on the steering wheel and wanted to cover his hand. Seeing Xu Xilin tired of sitting and pinching his neck with his fingers, he wanted to do it for him.

Dou Xun also wanted to rub his face with the back of his hand, press down the yarn on his shoulders, and stroke it along his slightly arched back... He even wanted to occupy Xu Xilin's bathroom and replace the shower gel he had changed privately to the original, familiar smell.

Dou Xun felt that it was not his own illusion, and Xu Xilin was not indifferent to him.

The two of them sent the crying Cai Jing and the humming old man to their grandfather's flower shop. They suddenly realized that the route actually coincided with the one he had taken to Dou Xunhui's hotel on the way that day.

Last time, the two people were separated by ice, and Xu Xilin didn't say a word to him in a daze.

But at this time, the layer of ice was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving a layer as thin as window paper.

Xu Xilin turned his head and glanced at Dou Xun: "Have you drunk? Turn the air conditioner up a little cold."

Dou Xun said "yes", and his eyebrows were still handsome, and the outlines were particularly graceful in the dim lights. From Xu Xilin's perspective, he was frowning slightly, as if he was upset about something.

Xu Xilin had many problems and tried to pierce the thin layer of ice, but they were deterred from the faint folds between his eyebrows, so he had to say nothing: "I promised it today, but I couldn't take you to see the house."

Dou Xun was actually worried about how to mention this matter. He wanted to make a shameless appointment with Xu Xilin again, but as a result, he was sleepy, the other party brought a pillow.

Dou Xun was shocked: "If it's not trouble..."

...Can you take me away tomorrow?

But before he finished speaking, Xu Xilin's cell phone rang.

Xu Xilin didn't answer and asked Dou Xun: "What?"

Dou Xun waved his hand and signaled him to do his own thing first. He faced forward, through the obscure shadow of the car window glass, staring at the reflection Xu Xilin cast on it greedily.

The call was Song Lianyuan.

Song Lianyuan asked: "Why haven't come back yet? Is there anything else you have? Which day's ticket is planned to be booked?"

"Oh, I was going to leave today," Xu Xilin parked his car at the intersection and waited for the red light, and said in a silence, "There is something to do today, I will change the sign-in tomorrow, and I will arrive at night."

Dou Xun turned his head, put his elbow on the car door, supported his head, sighed silently, his straight waist collapsed slightly, and smiled bitterly inwardly - fortunately, he didn't have time to say it, and after saying it, Xu Xilin was probably not easy to refuse, and he was like an ignorant and unwilling request.

Song Lianyuan told him a few words, and Xu Xilin responded absent-mindedly and joined the much less traffic.

When Dou Xun saw him hung up the phone, he asked, "Why are you still going to another place at this time?"

Xu Xilin: "No, urge me to go back to celebrate the New Year."

The word "reply" hit Dou Xun. His heart, which had just been excited, seemed to be tripped by a slumber poured down in the sky, and gradually jumped less happily. It was obviously close and fooled and farther away, but Dou Xun forced himself to suppress his unhappiness and couldn't help but ask lonely: "Why did you sell the house?"

People are gone, why do you live in such an empty big house? Are you raising little ghosts?

But this sentence is not appropriate to spread out. As soon as Xu Xilin closed his eyes, he remembered the days when Dou Xun left and the days when he had no news, and the days when he spent with his grandmother's pictures day and night.

"In the past" is really like an enemy-occupied area, with two mines in three steps, and there are too many historical problems.

Xu Xilin had to pretend to be relaxed and said: "The domestic housing prices rose too crazy in those two years. I think the market is a bit dangerous. The relatively smaller apartment types have strong liquidity and better risk resistance. And they just wanted to quit their jobs and start their own business. If they were in danger, they would have to have some financial resources and exchange for a few small houses to collect rent."

Dou Xun was speechless for a moment.

Can so many memories and so many feelings be abandoned because of the cold word "mobility"?

Dou Xun's mouth tensed, and he began to suspect that the momentary intimacy in the private room was his own illusion.

At this time, Xu Xilin asked again: "You can't celebrate the New Year in the hotel, right? Or..."

Dou Xun hung up in one breath, waiting for his next sentence in anticipation.

The sentence "Go to my house and make a fuss" has been repeated several times on Xu Xilin's tongue.

But abruptness is one aspect, and on the other hand... Xu Xilin felt that his memorial-like home seemed not suitable for taking in Dou Xun, so he finally swallowed it.

He cleverly came up with a bad idea: "Why go to Lao Cheng's place? There is an empty room in his flower shop. Cai Jing is back this year, and it's also lively."

Dou Xun's expression completely turned cold and he said lightly: "Let's talk about it, I have a place to go."

Then the two of them had nothing to say. Xu Xilin sensitively found that Dou Xun's mood suddenly became depressed. He did not dare to ask casually, so he had to drive the car steadily.

After such a journey, Dou Xun's cheerful spirit was gone at all, and he felt that his expectations were like a lucky mentality.

Someone once said, "I won't be angry with you", but in the end they broke up.

Someone once said, "This room will always be kept for you", but it still turns into a sentence, "Why don't you go to Lao Cheng?"

There is also the saying "Go back to celebrate the New Year", and he doesn't know where Xu Xilin's home is now.

Dou Xun wanted to calm down and said indifferently: "Just put me in the intersection in front, you don't have to go over, it's hard to turn around in front."

Xu Xilin silently parked his car on the side of the road. The hem of Dou Xun's coat passed through the cold night and walked towards the cold night without looking back. Xu Xilin had an indescribable intuition for a moment, as if after a brief encounter, this back indicates the next farewell trip.

He suddenly opened the car door and got out of the car: "Dou Xun!"

Dou Xun looked back at him.

Xu Xilin's soul was divided into two, and the left half thought: "Don't be too that."

The right half thought: "You heard from him that you are so ambiguous whether to leave or stay. There may be no one around you over the years?"

Then the left half of the fight back: "Have you forgotten that he had said to you before leaving, 'I will never interact with each other'? I haven't been back once in so many years, and he hates you so much! I have heard of hatred because of love, have you heard of love because of hatred? What dreams do you have?"

The right half was almost killed with one blow.

Xu Xilin tilted his lips slightly but couldn't speak.

Dou Xun's eyebrows raised slightly upwards. Xu Xilin was familiar with this expression, which was his a little impatient.

Unexpectedly, at such an inappropriate opportunity, Xu Xilin was knocked down and just pretended to be dead. He immediately got up at a glance and forced himself to seize the verbal talk.

Xu Xilin blurted out: "Can you see the parrot for me for a few days? I have to go back there to make an annual report. It's too much trouble to take it back and forth to ship it back and forth."

Dou Xun didn't say anything for a moment. Xu Xilin held his breath and waited for a while as if he was waiting for a judgment. He felt that the time had become infinitely long. Just when he was about to retreat: "If it's trouble..."

Dou Xun said: "Okay."

Xu Xilin was stunned for a moment, and then they both spoke almost at the same time.

Dou Xun: "Then I will go to your place tomorrow."

Xu Xilin: "I will send it to you before I leave tomorrow."

Dou Xun: "..."

He took a deep breath, tried his best to convince himself not to mess up, forcibly suppressing his sarcasm and sarcastic smiled half-hearted and unpleasant: "Why, what treasure is hidden in your home? Do you have to be so cautious?"

Then, without waiting for Xu Xilin to make up the reason, he said, "Then you send me Lao Cheng, I may not let birds raise here."

After saying that, Dou Xun nodded quickly at him and strided like he was running away.

The next day, when Dou found the "Grandpa" flower shop, the gray parrot was already there, and Xu Xilin went to the airport before dawn.

"He's so busy," Lao Cheng carefully added water to the ancestor of the bird in the cage. "When did he call him, he was in the company, working for twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. If he had the energy to study back then, you might be both alumni now... Alas, Dou Xian'er, how can this monster serve him? Why do I think it has some objections to me?"

Maybe Xu Xilin had instructed him before coming that the gray parrot did not take the initiative to attack. It stood on the shelf in the bird cage, staring at Lao Cheng noblely and coldly, looking carefully, as if it was a little contempt.

"Male bird, don't like men." Dou Xun stretched out his hand tentatively. The gray parrot obviously no longer remembers him. He exploded his hair when he was facing a great enemy, and he lowered his head and wanted to peck him. Dou Xun shrank his hand helplessly, "Look, I have a lot of opinions about me."

Lao Cheng looked back and saw that Cai Jing was still serving flowers in the front yard, so he carefully lowered his voice and said to Dou Xun: "You two... that... that... what..."

Dou Xun: "By it, it's been many years."

"Oh," Lao Cheng nodded, and after a while, he said awkwardly, "We outsiders can't say these things. Actually... it seems nothing now. We can get married abroad, and we are quite fashionable - have you tried it with others?"

Dou Xun shook his head silently.

Over the years, many people have shown good things to him, most of whom are women. Later, it may be because he has never had a female companion and was seen by those with hearts, and there are also men in this team.

But none of them are Xu Xilin.

Some people can only have a deep affection with specific people at a specific age, a specific environment, and a deep feeling that hurts their muscles and bones, making the people behind them become dog tails and marquis.

If you think about rationality, it may not be that person who is so beautiful that he is unparalleled. Perhaps after his youth, the pressure and ambition of life will come one after another. His vision is getting more and more crowded, and he sees more and more things, and he no longer has the energy to fight to the death and seek a relationship.

What's more, Xu Xilin is indeed a person who makes people "has been vast" for him.

Dou Xun didn't seem to want to talk to outsiders about this topic, so he asked Lao Cheng: "Have Xu Xilin paid attention to anything?"

"Oh, yes!" Lao Cheng came to his senses, "He put down a large bag of things, maybe it was bird food, I'll take a look..."

Xu Xilin left a large bag of half a meter high, with only a little bird's food and wood chips inside. The rest were all the toys of His Highness Bird. The most spectacular one was a huge chewing toy that could be hung up, colorful, and the ground was full of balls and bells, which were more domineering than ordinary children's play.

Dou Xun: "..."

"It's so unmannerable!" Lao Cheng picked up an educational foraging device, and could put the food in it, so that the bird could find a way to pick it out from the opening of different shapes. He tried to stuff his fingers in, but it was stuck... Maybe this thing was a bit ahead of his IQ. Lao Cheng touched his chest and sighed, "Mr. Xu is really talented, and he can raise anything to his ancestors."

He said, using the forager to tease the gray parrot. The parrot's eyes seemed to be even more despised. He stretched out his head from the cage, slowly put his mouth into the largest hole of the forager, and took away a nut - the bird was actually demonstrating to him how to play this thing.
To be continued...