Xu Xilin said something, and the effect was similar to throwing a string of kicks on the sofa. The meal was silent, and even the "gurgling" sound of the hot pot seemed much quieter.

Dou Xun's hand holding the cup was stiff in the air.

Lao Cheng was so scared that he was caught while stealing a landmine.

On the contrary, Cai Jing, who should have been shocked, quickly came back to his senses after being stunned for a moment, and chatted with Xu Xilin calmly: "Well, what I said, this makes sense."

Lao Cheng turned his neck "gala" and continued to look at Cai Jing in shock.

Cai Jing shook the tea in the cup: "I don't shrink back if I turn on myself, even though I don't care. I don't worry; I don't shrink back if I turn on myself, even if I have tens of millions of people, I'm going."

Lao Cheng and Xu Xilin's Chinese teacher died early, and the two looked at each other. Only Dou Xun picked up the teacup and touched him - they snatched all his lines, and Dr. Dou simply silenced better than voice.

Xu Xilin asked Cai Jing: "Have you ever thought about what you will do in the future?"

"I'm thinking," Cai Jing slowly picked up a piece of boiled meat, rolled around in the sesame sauce, and looked at Xu Xilin with a smile. "I'm a body that has been transformed by labor. It's quite tough. You can think about it slowly, don't worry - you should care more about yourself."

After dinner, Lao Cheng and Cai Jing went back to the flower shop. Dou Xun stayed to pack up his things and refused to let Xu Xilin get involved.

Xu Xilin washed his hands, wandered around the side idle for a few times, and hugged Dou Xun from behind.

Dou Xun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hmm?"

Xu Xilin was fine, and he came to make trouble. He was like a personal tail. Dou Xun was washing dishes. He poked it in place and hugged it quietly. Dou Xun put the dishes into the cabinet, and he followed him on the other person.

Xu Xilin: "When will you move back?"

Dou Xun had a smile on his lips, turned his head and kissed him without saying a word.

Xu Xilin: "Bean stuffing, bean stuffing, bean stuffing..."

Dou Xun's ear was very sensitive, and he almost got hardened by his yelling. He pulled away Xu Xilin's hand: "Show you something."

Xu Xilin had long been thinking about the "thing" that Dou Xun said in front of his bed that day, but the other person didn't mention it. He had no nerve to ask for it. Finally, Dou Xun remembered this and immediately followed him with no choice.

Dou Xun wiped his hands clean and opened the locked door opposite the master bedroom.

Xu Xilin didn't think there was anything wrong with this room. He didn't feel anything special when he saw the photos of Dou Xun sent him. However, Dou Xun opened it in front of him, but suddenly he felt an inexplicable sense of shame and rubbed at the door for a long time but didn't dare to go in.

Just then, a gray shadow flew by.

The gray parrot is quite a bit "not allowed to go wherever you go". He will get into the crack in the door. When his father is hesitating, he will take the lead. It lands on the desk and looks at Xu Xilin with his tail up.

Xu Xilin: “…”

He took a deep breath and walked into the door. He saw a cardboard box on the table, cut into the shape of a chocolate box, and a cold heart was also pasted with dazzling insulating tape on it.

Xu Xilin couldn't help but let out a lighter voice: "What is inside?"

Dou Xun leaned against the desk, his legs resting leisurely and gently tied together, like a handsome man in a cartoon: "Look at it yourself."

Xu Xilin decisively caught his son and threw it out of the house, turned his hand and brought it to the door, and walked to the handsome man.

He opened the lid of the cardboard box and saw a dozen thick and flat chocolate candy paper inside.

Since he met Dou Xun on the first day, Dou Xun has had many snacks in his schoolbag. He has eaten them from his teenage years to nearly thirty years old, and has no repentance or getting tired of them. Xu Xilin couldn't help but worry: "How much chocolate have you eaten? Baby? How many teeth have you gotten?"

Dou Xun: "…Shut up."

Xu Xilin held back his smirk and picked up a piece of candy paper: "I've been making trouble for a long time and I've given me a bunch of candy paper? I thought at least I had to have a ring. Even if I didn't have a ring, I would give me a piece of chocolate..."

Then he interrupted his voice when he teases Dou Xun, because he saw words on the back of the candy paper, which are very small, and he has to look at the light to see clearly. They are all handwritten-

A certain year, month, light rain,

I had a strange dream all night, dreaming that Xu Xilin was walking in front of me, and I wanted to catch up and say a few words to him, and he didn't respond, so I had to chase him and run until I woke up, and the feeling of despair was still there.

The date was about seven years ago.

A certain month and a certain day,

A new Chinese girl also had a surname Xu. After chatting with her for a few words, she felt boring. When she came back, she realized that she was just looking for a shadow of someone else. She had to be sensitive to the same surname for a while.

The date was six years ago.

...

"I didn't talk to her again later." Dou Xun came over at some point and saw the candy paper in his hand. He hugged him from the side, put his chin on Xu Xilin's shoulder, with a little nasal sound.

Xu Xilin: "You use candy paper to write a diary?"

Will you not get diabetes after writing this for a few years?

Dou Xun inexplicably heard the implicit sound of his strings and took a slight bite on his neck angrily.

"Written in the book," Dou Xun said. Then, without waiting for Xu Xilin to ask "where the book was gone", he explained on his own, "I left all the way down when I moved."

I moved twice, want to get rid of you, get rid of the past, and throw away the traces of the scattered behind me and the old things, as if in this way, I can run towards my new life freely.

Unexpectedly, memory is like a hard disk that can never be formatted. After many years, the thrown away has turned into pulp and added to the recycling of foreign lands, and every word can be written down.

Xu Xilin didn't know what to say for a moment, it was a little uncomfortable, a little sad, a little complacent about his position in his heart, and a little helpless - Dou Xun's way of thinking was still the same as his usual simple and crude. When he found that others had kept the old room from many years ago, he had to dig out his own mind and show it to him... Forget it stupid, Dou Xun has made no progress in his life like his fried rice.

Sure enough, Dou Xun looked down at the box of ridiculous candy paper, hugged Xu Xilin's hand tightened, and asked uncertainly: "Should I prepare a ring... You don't seem to like chocolate recently."

Xu Xilin carefully put the candy paper back into the box, covered the lid, and then pulled Dou Xun up like a green onion, throwing it on the small bed next to him... His movements were majestic and domineering, but unfortunately, he was injured a while ago and his wrist was twisted.

In order to maintain his image, Xu Xilin secretly carried his twisted wrist behind him and moved his movements. He bent down and held Dou Xun's chin with the good hand, lowered his voice and said, "I don't eat chocolate, can you eat it?"

Dou Xun had no objection and wished he could peel off the skin and get cramps immediately, make it salty and jump into the soup pot for him to eat.

The two of them quickly got together. The head of the bed was still Dou Xun with hand-painted class notes. In the wardrobe where he opened a corner, he was his same shirt, jacket and sportswear. The two pairs of limited sneakers from that year were yellowed and poked side by side in the corner, and they snuggled up with the Taoist uniforms of the second master who practiced Muay Thai back then... The figure reflected on the dressing mirror was already mature.

Dou Xun took Xu Xilin's coat apart and began to unbutton his shirt. He was hungry for half a year and was salivating. He wanted to swallow it in one bite like a juicy bite, but he was reluctant to eat it too much, which wasted the taste.

Just as he was in a painful struggle with his "appetite", the phone that was thrown aside suddenly rang.

Dou Xuncai ignored him and turned a deaf ear to him.

Unexpectedly, after the phone automatically hung up, it rang again after a while.

The ringtone is the soul singer Gray Parrot running to the Pacific Ocean, "Congratulations on getting rich", which is extremely cheerful - this magic ringtone also inspired the song of the recorder next door. Xu Xilin's broken house is not soundproof, with a thin door panel, and the inside and outside are one after another, "Please come over, if you are not good, please go away".

Dou Xun: "…Fuck!"

Xu Xilin felt that Dou Xun's expression was enough to make him happy for the rest of his life. He raised an arm to cover his face and couldn't breathe.

While picking up his cell phone with a bad face, Dou Xun pulled his arm away, grabbed his half-covered collar, pulled the person over, reached in and touched him in a mess, and answered the phone call from a strange number in anger, and decided to complain to the express company to the end: "Hey?"

As a result, a female voice came from the other side of the phone: "Is it Dou Xun?"

Dou Xun felt it sounded a little familiar, but he was full of disturbance and was not in the mood to search for memories, so he asked a little rudely: "Yes, who?"

The woman sighed quietly: "Can't you hear it? I'm a mother."

Dou Xun: "..."

Except for Grandma Xu who came back when she passed away, Zhu Xiaocheng had no news for so many years. Those who didn’t know probably thought that she had achieved her true cultivation and had attained enlightenment and went to the Western Paradise.

She is more self-aware than Dou Junliang. She always knows that she occupies a "mother" position. The "mother" is not right and is very polite to Dou Xun: "This time I will be waiting for a week when I return to China. Will I see you in the past few days? You have booked a place and the changes have changed so much that I don't know it."

Dou Xun was silent for a while and agreed.

It's strange that Zhu Xiaocheng, a mother-in-law, is obviously not reliable than Dou Junliang, but Dou Xun's disgust towards her is not very serious. It's because she has been absent, so that he has never had too high expectations for her.

Zhu Xiaocheng said again: "Can you call Xiaolin together, can you do it?"

Dou Xun frowned and subconsciously refused: "Let's forget it first. He was just discharged from the hospital a while ago and was not in good health."

Zhu Xiaocheng: "I heard your father say..."

Dou Xun's phone was not leaking, but Xu Xilin was too close to him and inevitably heard it.

Dou Xun felt that the body in his palms was obviously stiff.

"He also wants to call me godmother," Zhu Xiaocheng said softly, "Of course, if you don't want to, let it go, get along with you and don't force it."

Since she had already said this, Xu Xilin had to bite the bullet and meet him no matter what, and he couldn't help feeling nervous - he was more nervous than Dou Xun, because Zhu Xiaocheng, as his godmother, was better to him than Dou Xun.

While Dou Xun had not yet completed the leave, they made an appointment the next day.

Xu Xilin got up early and went in as soon as the mall opened. He went around and picked up a set of jewelry for Zhu Xiaocheng - it must be beautiful, expensive, and has a sense of design, and it cannot be too strong for the noble lady to have a strong atmosphere - because all the four elements of monks are empty. Although they must be rich in material things in order to practice spiritually, it is still not very convenient for things that are too jewel-like and precious.

I wish Xiaocheng arrived early and waited for them in the restaurant. She was still younger and more beautiful than her peers. Perhaps because of her rich and elegant life, she also developed an indescribable temperament. Xu Xilin almost forgot about her resentful woman who was crying with Xu Jin in her early years.

Zhu Xiaocheng received the gift, and it seemed that he liked it very much. He cared about Xu Xilin's health very well. Then she leaned back slightly, looked at the two young people who had not seen for a long time, and admitted: "I didn't expect that the result of sending you to the Xu family would be like this. If I had known it before..."

Xu Xilin grabbed Dou Xun with one hand, his back was tight, and he was ready to apologize to Zhu Xiaocheng for "hitting her son".

Dou Xun looked at the woman who was shooting the hindrance in front of him with some displeasure.

As a result, Zhu Xiaocheng said: "Even if I had known it, I would have no other place to entrust you. It might be destined."

Xu Xilin: “…”

After not seeing her for many years, she is still irresponsible and open-minded. She is really a heartless and weird guy.

"I have talked to Dou Junliang and advised him. At this age, what life can I earn? What else can I do if I can't think of it?" Zhu Xiaocheng said, "Oh, yes, I haven't told you why I came back yet, right? Dou Junliang just found out that he had liver cancer a while ago, and is now arranging his funeral."

Dou Xun was shocked and suddenly remembered the phone call that day at the airport.

Later, Dou Junliang contacted him several times, but he didn't say anything, just wanted to ask him out, but Dou Xun was frustrated by Xu Xilin in the hospital, so how could he have time to pay attention to him? He either refused to answer or used "to talk later" to pass by.

Dou Xun's mood is a bit complicated.

"He said he had made an appointment with you several times, but you didn't agree to see him. He felt that you still had a grudge against him, so I asked me to say it." Zhu Xiaocheng shrugged, "I'm so sick that I'll seek medical treatment. I'll pay my respects to you. I'm not as good as him in your place, and I don't know what it's useful to call me here."

Dou Xun: "..."

Zhu Xiaocheng left a hospital address and said sincerely: "I brought the words for him. If you want, go and take a look at him. Anyway, if it is me, I will go. Dou Junliang has enough money, enough for you to work less for many years. You can't be cheaper."

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