"Squeak"
Hong Butian pushed open his house. The familiar room made him feel dazed for a moment, and the dust-laden memories opened up along with the inside of the house.
Although the wooden furniture is old, it is clean and dust-free. It seems that it has been wiped frequently. My parents know that he will come back one day. In fact, he has not been away for long.
It wasn’t even as long as the time when my father went out to work hard and left home when he was young. His father’s stories were often mentioned again and again at the dinner table. He said that it was a youth worth remembering.
Not knowing what he thought of, Hong Butian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, until he saw a letter on the table and his smile froze.
Pulling out the envelope that was almost torn, it had obviously been read time and time again, but it was still placed where he had placed the letter when he left home.
It seems that this way I can repeat the day of separation again and again. Before opening the envelope every day, it seems as if my son is still sleeping soundly in the house.
Opening the envelope, my son's laughter came from my ears: Mom and Dad, I'm going out and I'll be back soon.
"tick"
Something dripped, and Hong Butian put his arm in front of his forehead and slowly put the letter back.
It's as if if you don't open it, those days of lovesickness won't exist.
But the years are still flowing, but this cannot be deceived.
Thinking of something else, a complex emotion flashed in Hong Butian's eyes, and a ring was placed on the table, just like where it was originally placed.
But at this time, it would no longer jump up angrily like it did before, and then argue with Hong Butian until its voice trembled.
"Wow"
The door was gently pushed open again. Zhao Zhuji stuck her head out and said cautiously: "Can I come in? This is your room?"
"sure."
Hong Butian nodded and chuckled: "It's my bedroom. Well, it's actually also a study."
After all, not everyone is like his cousin who has a small room dedicated to storing his books.
His father did have his own study room, but Hong Butian rarely went there, and the contents of the books there were not very attractive to him.
Even some books about strange things that recorded anecdotes did not bring him as much pleasure as practicing marksmanship for several hours.
Practicing martial arts is his favorite thing, and his second favorite thing is to sit on the steps and watch Xiaoyang Xiaoli running over occasionally, fighting and yelling at each other.
Ha, forgive him as an elder brother who really doesn’t want to go up and break up the fight.
In fact, there was no need for him to persuade them. Hong Butian knew that they had a sense of proportion.
At least Xiaoyang is measured. The child has been mature and steady since he was a child, but as he grows older, he becomes more childish and naive.
There was a time when Hong Butian even thought that Xiaoyang was his elder brother, while he became his cousin.
"That's it..."
Zhao Zhuji nodded thoughtfully, looked around, and commented with a smile: "Not bad!"
"That must be good."
Hong Butian accepted the compliment unceremoniously.
"I mean, at least it's neat!"
“It’s actually not just tidiness.”
"..."
"..."
"I will die if you don't fight me!"
"Won't."
"Huh... okay, okay."
Zhao Zhuji sighed, suddenly thought of something, and whispered: "Speaking of which, uncle and aunt, um, I mean, where are your parents?
Why didn't I see you when I came back? Don't you live together? "
"Ah, that's not true."
Hong Butian waved his hand: "It's broad daylight, and there's no notice when I come back. It's normal for them to be away from home. After all, they have to be busy with work."
"But then again..."
Hong Butian looked at Zhao Zhuji speechlessly: "Do you like to be an outlaw after you practice?
I was still knocking on the door, and you jumped over the wall. "
"Ah this... uh..."
Zhao Zhuji turned her head away with a guilty conscience and quibbled in a low voice: "Well, isn't it your home? And since you were still there, it doesn't count as breaking into a private house.
Didn't I just think that I would open the door for you after I got in? "
"But how did you open the door? I didn't see it just now..."
Zhao Zhuji looked at Hong Butian curiously and guessed: "You always carry the key to your home. When you are outside holding the key to your home, it seems that you are connected to your distant home?"
"Well, not so poetic and melancholy..."
Hong Butian waved his hand with an awkward smile: "You're just kidding, I ran away from home in such a hurry, I didn't have time to get the key."
"to be honest……"
Hong Butian sighed, smiled and sighed: "I didn't know if I could come back alive. Wouldn't holding the house key make me even more intimidated?"
"and you……"
"Oh, let me tell you a little secret."
Hong Butian whispered: "There are nine out of ten houses in Five Color City, and the bricks on the side walls of the gates will be more or less empty to store spare keys.
As for the remaining one, well, it didn’t even bother to close. "
"???"
A row of question marks appeared on Zhao Zhuji's head: "Then what difference does it make whether you lock the door or not? Everyone doesn't know..."
"No stranger knows."
Hong Butian waved his hand and said leisurely: "Besides, who really wants to be a thief will just walk through the door!
They have eaves, walls, dog holes, burrows, etc. The gates are really just for decoration. "
"just like you."
Hong Butian looked at Zhao Zhuji and said, "Just by climbing over the wall, it proves that the gate has played its intended role, doesn't it?"
"Ah, this is reasonable and reasonable, and cannot be refuted."
Zhao Zhuji showed her half-moon eyes and was speechless.
"..."
"..."
Inexplicably, the two of them suddenly stopped and fell into an eerie silence.
Just like in a classroom where chatting is in full swing, no one shouts "The teacher is here", but suddenly there will be a strange silence from time to time, and everyone becomes quiet together.
Then everyone looked at each other with lingering fears and laughed, hahahahaha, which startled me, and continued to laugh, cough, cough!
At this time, the atmosphere in the suddenly quiet room suddenly became a little strange.
The two people's eyes accidentally met each other, and the little peach blossoms in the vision were fluttering wildly, and the background color turned pink for a moment.
"that……"
Zhao Zhuji whispered: "Uncle, aunt and others, how are their tempers?"
"Ha, you must have a very good temper."
Hong Butian smiled and pointed at himself: "I've lived to this age and haven't been beaten to death. Doesn't that mean there's something wrong?"
Zhao Zhuji: "..."
"makes sense……"
Zhao Zhuji sighed.
"You...what are you doing???"
Zhao Zhuji looked at the sudden hand on her shoulder and the face of someone who was approaching instantly. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and her mind went blank.
What should I do now?
Not resisting? Not resisting? Or resist for a while and then surrender? Or are you pretending that you can't resist?
"Zhuji!"
Hong Butian took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Zhuji seriously: "Well, I want to tell you..."
"Um……"
Zhao Zhuji's face turned hot, and she responded in a voice as loud as a mosquito: "You say it."
"Um!"
Hong Butian mustered up the courage and spoke firmly.
"You brat, where did you go? Come out quickly!"
Zhao Zhuji: "???"
Hong Butian: "???"
"what's the situation?"
Zhao Zhuji looked at Hong Butian with a question mark: "Were you talking just now!?"
"how could it be possible!"
Hong Butian rolled his eyes: "It seems that some annoying old guy is here, so he just closed the door."
"Ah this..."
…
When Hei Yang Hongli arrived, he saw Elder Piao Piao and Hong Butian exchanging blows in the air, with expressionless Zhao Zhuji sitting beside them, his eyes full of speechlessness.
Only when she occasionally heard a few novel vocabulary or grammar, could she cast a surprised look, and then nodded thoughtfully, secretly digesting the profound and profound travel culture.
"Hey! You don't have to listen so carefully to that kind of thing, okay?"
Hei Yang couldn't help but complain, and looked at the scene with a black line.
"My evaluation is..."
Hong Li listened to the scolding between Hong Butian and Elder Piao Piao, and commented with disdain: "It's just novices pecking each other.
Not to mention comparing with the two of us, their skills are not even as good as Hei Xiaolong. "
"Let's not mention those old and stupid jokes. If I, Hongli, hadn't been involved in a lot of things, I might not even be able to understand them, let alone others."
Hongli waved her hands and complained: "Not to mention there are some jingles that some little kids think are childish, and there are also homophones, wow, what the hell!"
"I'm talking about you..."
Hei Yang pinched Hongli's face and pinched: "Is that something worth showing off? Ah? Ah? Ah?"
"Ahhhhhhh..."
Hong Li spoke with half the wind behind her, and whimpered: "I know how to mess with you, if I try to grab the child again, my mouth will drool..."
"Tsk, tsk."
Hei Yang let go of his hand and naturally took Hong Li's hand. He turned to look at Hong Butian and Elder Piao Piao, who would have been fighting if they couldn't touch each other. He said speechlessly: "By the way, Elder Piao Piao, what are you doing?" Do you want to reshape your physical body...
Ah, of course, I’m not in a hurry, if you two are in a leisurely mood..."
"Yes! Of course!"
The great elder directly abandoned Hong Butian aside and rushed to Hei Yang: "Please make arrangements for me!"
"Tsk tsk, Zhuji, have you seen it..."
Hong Butian curled his lips disdainfully and pointed at the elder: "Look at that stinky old man, he calls himself an old man who relies on his old age and sells his old age in front of me.
When Xiaoyang asks for help from others, he suddenly turns into a senile person. Humph, he follows the trend and follows the trend, which is disgraceful! "
"Ah hehe..."
Zhao Zhuji had a few drops of cold sweat on her head. She felt like a wolf that had slipped into a pack of huskies, feeling out of place.
She won't be polluted like that in the future, no, absolutely not!
Zhao Zhuji smiled awkwardly but politely.
"But so..."
Hong Li showed her dead fish eyes and looked at the great elder expressionlessly: "May I ask what this person's name is? You can't really call him Piao Piao, right?"
"Well, I wasn't born with the ability to float..."
The great elder said silently: "I have my own name. My name is..."
"Huh, forget it."
The great elder sighed: "The past is like smoke. Looking forward, we no longer care about the past. It doesn't matter what we call it."
"Correct, positive energy!"
Hei Yang gave a thumbs up and praised: "It saves the memory of one name for the operation of the world. The quality of the elder is really noble!"
"Well……"
Hong Li leaned close to Hei Yang's ear and whispered softly: "Actually, I'm just too lazy to think of a name..."
"Hush! Be careful!"
Hei Yang covered Hong Li's mouth and whispered: "Fate 8 is so spicy?!"
"Ahem, hey hey hey..."
Hongli coughed twice and smiled: "It's not a big problem!"
"really!"
Hei Yang nodded, turned to look at Hong Butian and Zhao Zhuji who were looking silly and happy, and kindly reminded: "Ah, by the way, that Brother Butian, we saw our uncle and aunt when we came here just now.
They heard that you were back and were rushing home. "
"???"
A bunch of question marks popped up on the heads of the two people who were watching.
"It's true!"
Hong Li casually reached to Hei Yang's waist, skillfully grabbed a bag of melon seeds from several storage bags hanging on his waist, and said leisurely: "But those two couldn't run as fast as us, and they had a lot of money at the time. There are still things that I really can’t get out of, so I was delayed for a minute or two.”
"Yeah, but if you count the time..."
Hong Li chuckled: "It's about time."
"!!!"
As soon as Hongli finished speaking, Hongbutian Zhao Zhuji's eyes widened, her hair stood on end, and she ran towards the house.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Ping Ping!" "Pang Pong"
A sound of chaos and chaos came from the house.
"Zhuji, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and get rid of that!"
"What is that!"
"I don't know! But I always feel like I have to do something before my parents do!"
"That makes sense!"
"Xiaoyang Xiaoli, I won't give it away!"
"Help us stop it, thank you, thank you!"
"Well……"
The Great Elder watched the two people rush in, revealing his half-moon eyes, and turned to look at Heiyang Hongli: "Let's go too... What are you doing?!"
"ha?"
Hongli tugged at the white pointed hat on her head that had the words Make Money at First Sight written on it.
Hei Yang was wearing a black top hat with the words "Peace under Heaven" written on it.
"What's wrong?"
Hei Yang Hongli looked at the Great Elder with a suspicious look on his face: "Is there any problem?"
Great Elder: "..."
"Ha, should I say it or not..."
Hongli looked at Hei Yang, then at herself, and smiled: "It looks like a couple pretending to be a couple!"
"That's that's..."
Hei Yang murmured in a low voice: "Last time I went to the underworld, I saw a couple in black and white, they looked like a perfect match!"
"Huh? Male or female?"
"Nonsense, of course it's a boy and a girl!"
Hei Yang rolled his eyes and complained: "I don't know if they have any relationship in the underworld, but they can continue to be a couple even after they die."
"Huh? Don't make dark assumptions about others all day long, okay?"
Hong Lixian glanced at Hei Yang: "Maybe we only met him after he died?"
"I don't see it like..."
"Is that what you think it is?"
"How will they have children then?"
"Well, the underworld also has to carry on the family line..."
"I said……"
Looking at the "reliable" couple in front of him, the elder's soul became unstable for a while, and the figure of Hong Butian suddenly flashed in his mind.
Sometimes, it only takes a moment to understand how good a person is!
"Bu Tian! Bu Tian!"
"Mom and dad are back to see you!"
"Um?"
Hei Yang was startled and looked out through the wall: "Uncle and aunt are back already!"
"Ah this..."
Hongli blinked: "So do you want to help Brother Butian stop him for a while?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't think it's necessary!"
"really!"
Hei Yang Hongli looked at each other and nodded.
Hei Yang stretched out his hand and covered the great elder in the gray mist.
Hong Li burned two small hats and a handful of melon seed peels on a fire.
"Swish!" Two figures rushed towards the opposite direction of the door. They stepped lightly on the corner, climbed over the wall, and quickly disappeared into the distance.
