Jiang Nan sat in the car. At first, he was attracted by the new things outside the window. By the second half, he was already a little sleepy and couldn't open his eyes.
The heating fan in the car was almost hypnotic. The warmer it was, the sleepier she felt.
She unconsciously leaned her head against the car window and fell asleep.
Within a few seconds, my head was knocked down by the bumpy car, then raised up to lean on the back of the seat, and then hit the car window, bouncing around.
Repeatedly.
Jiang Nan's head hurt, but he didn't wake up.
Zhou Zhengan accidentally glanced at her and saw her embarrassment. When he saw her head hit the car window, he frowned in pain, but did not open his eyes at all. He changed his position and continued to sleep.
He couldn't help but find it a little funny.
The car stopped halfway.
Without the lullaby to lull him to sleep, Jiang Nan woke up in a daze, opened his eyes in a daze, and said in a small voice, "Are you here?"
The next second, the tea-scented sweater fabric covered her head.
Jiang Nan's eyes went dark. She took off her clothes, exposed her head and looked at Zhou Zhengan. Her eyes were dull and stupid, and it seemed that her brain hadn't turned on yet.
Zhou Zheng'an's voice sounded coldly in her ears: "Fold your clothes and use them as a pillow."
"Huh?" She looked a little dull.
Zhou Zhengan raised his eyes and looked at her: "Aren't you afraid of breaking your head?"
He's not very smart to begin with.
Jiang Nan finally woke up. She held the man's heavy clothes in her arms. She hugged him tighter and whispered, "Oh."
A blush crept up to the tips of her ears, hiding behind her disheveled hair.
No one can see it.
...
Half an hour later, the two finally arrived at the villa. In front of the main entrance of the villa was a fountain with a human statue. The water in the fountain flowed loudly, which sounded very pleasant.
As soon as Jiang Nan got out of the car, a cool breeze blew over her. Fortunately, she was still holding the thick clothes Zhou Zhengan had just given her, so she wouldn't be really cold.
She walked to the fountain and was a little surprised: "It's such a cold day, the lake in Beixin is frozen, but the spring water here can still flow like this."
"Reach out your hand and touch it." Zhou Zhengan looked at her, his eyes were narrow and deep, like a deep pool of water, making it difficult to see through, but there seemed to be a little smile hidden inside.
Jiang Nan always felt that he was making fun of her.
She curled her lips, but she couldn't hide her curiosity, and stretched her upper hand towards the spring water that sprayed down.
Jiang Nan was already prepared to be stung by the cold.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, she touched a piece of warmth, which made her hand tremble.
The warm water flowed down and over her palm, completely wrapping it, gentle and gentle, without any aggression, but instead it warmed her already cold hand.
It makes people want to touch it all the time.
"This water is warm." Jiang Nan said in surprise, with a smile on his lips.
"Do you know what the other name of this villa is?"
"What?" Jiang Nan looked at Zhou Zhengan.
"There are many people in Hot Spring Villa who come here to escape the cold in winter. You can go around during the day, and then you will unexpectedly find that there are many hot springs nearby, and the plants are growing well, at least not It's all yellow like in the city." Zhou Zheng'an explained to her patiently and carefully.
Jiang Nan couldn't help but become fascinated while listening. Zhou Zheng'an's voice had a different kind of charm. Every time he spoke, it was like a trickle flowing down the mountain. It was calm and gentle, making people want to get closer, even if their bones were broken. Crispy.
"Let's go, they are probably all impatient." Zhou Zhengan turned around to get the luggage in the car. He handed the car key to the waiter who had been waiting at the front door.
It's a pity that he speaks very little, and people always feel that they don't hear enough, Jiang Nan thought silently in his heart.
There is an ancient pavilion in the backyard of the villa. There is some white smoke coming out of the center of the pavilion. Several people are sitting around there, seemingly cooking something to eat.
When Zhou Zhengan and Jiang Nan passed by, they were chatting and laughing so hard that their conversation could be heard clearly from ten steps away.
Before Jiang Nan got closer, he saw Gu Shengwei's figure.
She smiled brightly, wore a white fur coat, and stretched her hands in front of the fire to warm herself.
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Shen Qingfeng said at that time, that she would come too.
Jiang Nan couldn't help but glance at Zhou Zhengan beside him. His expression was as usual, no change.
But can people who have been in love for so many years really be calm and composed?
"Zheng'an is here." Jiang Ningyuan was sitting facing the direction they came from, and was the first person to see them.
He was roasting potatoes on wooden skewers in his hand, and the skins of the potatoes had been roasted black.
It had been a while since we last seen each other, and Jiang Ningyuan's hair was dyed blue, but his skin was paler than the girl's, and he looked surprisingly matched.
A little more evil.
"Why are you here now? We've been waiting for a long time." Shen Qingfeng joked, moving to the side to make room for two round stools.
Zhou Zhengan and Jiang Nan walked over and sat down. Jiang Youan next to Jiang Nan said hello to her: "Sister-in-law."
Jiang Nan was a little flattered, curled her lips at him, and smiled politely.
She still held Zhou Zhengan's coat in her arms.
The coat was held up in her arms and was almost half as big as her body.
Jiang Nan looked a little naive and clumsy.
Zhou Zhengan turned around and saw her like this, and couldn't help but said: "The clothes are for you to wear, not for you to hold and play with."
Jiang Nan blushed when he said this. She probably felt that it looked too stupid, so she put her clothes on obediently. It turned out that the clothes were comfortable, but they really didn't fit her. It was so big that her hands couldn't even be seen, like a little doll sneaking through an adult's clothes.
Jiang Nan raised his head and took out his sleeves several times before exposing his fair and clean wrists.
Zhou Zhengan raised his eyebrows and turned his head, seeing that the eyes of the people around him were on them.
Jiang Ningyuan laughed first: "No, you are talking about sweet wife literature? Ha?"
Next to him, Gu Sheng slightly raised his lips and lowered his head, tossing the corn he had roasted in the fire.
"Give me a potato." Zhou Zhengan said quietly, ignoring what Jiang Ningyuan said just now.
Jiang Youan replied: "Okay." He bent down and took out a raw potato from the basket beside him, and handed him a long and thin stick.
Zhou Zhengan took it, inserted the stick into the potatoes, and put them in the fire to roast.
He stretched the thin stick towards Jiang Nan. To outsiders, it looked like the two of them were roasting together.
Jiang Nan felt that the fire in front of him was very warm, and suddenly he didn't feel so cold anymore.
Jiang Ningyuan then took out his black potatoes from the fire, took a thin stick from the side, and used two thin sticks to push the potatoes into two halves on the ground, making them steam.
He poked half of it and handed it to Gu Shengwei with a thin stick: "Come on, it's delicious."
Gu Shengwei took it, used her chopsticks to skim off some of the clean and unburnt potato meat, and reached forward to dip into the small plate of dried chili peppers. She stuffed the food into her mouth, nodded and said, "It still tastes the same as before."
"Huh, no, I baked this. You missed this taste a lot when you were abroad, right?" Jiang Ningyuan said, and he also made the same action as Gu Shengwei just now.
Gu Sheng smiled: "Yes, you are right."
Jiang Ningyuan was dipped in spicy food and handed the chopsticks with potatoes to Jiang Nan.
"Taste it."
Jiang Nan was a little surprised and took it. The aroma of potatoes and spicy pepper spread on the tip of her nose. Her stomach, which was not hungry at first, seemed to be empty at the moment.
"Thank you," she said.
"Be careful, it's hot." Jiang Ningyuan said.
Jiang Nan nodded and fed the potatoes into his mouth in small sips.
This taste is not very strange, but it is inexplicably delicious.
"I don't know if you are used to eating, but my craftsmanship is not that good, but your husband is really good. I guess Zheng'an has used the arithmetic he used to study mathematics and physics at the time, right? Taste it? When it came out, it was just right and not as burnt as we did."
"That's right, when I was in school, I always looked forward to my brothers taking me to open a small stove. Every time I opened a small stove, there would be delicious food. Brother Zheng'an's craftsmanship is beyond words." Jiang Youan echoed from the side.
Jiang Nan was a little curious when she heard this. She turned around and asked Zhou Zhengan: "Are you secretly hiding electrical appliances in the dormitory?"
In the school they attended, students in the advanced classes were required to live on campus. Zhou Zhengan and the others were all top students. Jiang Nan heard Zhou Zhixu say that Zhou Zhengan’s roommates were all his best friends. That’s probably what he meant. Jiang Ning is far away from this group of people.
Since they are talking about craftsmanship, they must not have bought it from outside.
"Hey, Xiao Jiang, you don't know much about this," Jiang Ningyuan said before Zhou Zhengan could.
His tone is always mean, and he sits with his body crooked, looking very lazy.
Zhou Zhengan curled his lips, but did not interrupt Jiang Ningyuan's words. His eyes still fell on the things he was baking.
"At that time, every one or two weeks, we would go to the back garden of the school on dark and windy nights to secretly bake something to eat, ranging from potatoes and corn to fresh meat and seafood. Why didn't we grill it? However, this has become a custom for a few of us. Every time during the Chinese New Year, we come here just to do this."
Jiang Nan couldn't help but look at Zhou Zheng'an after hearing this. His expression was as usual, but she was a little more surprised. She didn't expect Zhou Zheng'an to do these things.
In her memory, he had always been upright and upright.
"I still remember that our dormitory manager was very talkative at that time. When we went back after the time limit, she would let us in after saying something nice. But the dormitory manager in Shengwei's dormitory building was really amazing. Several times I almost asked Sheng Wei to live outside." Shen Qingfeng answered with a smile.
"Yes, in the end it has to be Zheng'an. Zheng'an is like his own son in front of the dormitory manager. It's not like we have to cry for father and mother for a long time." Jiang Ningyuan said.
Gu Shengwei smiled even more, looked at Zhou Zhengan, raised his potatoes, and said jokingly: "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." Zhou Zhengan replied, also raising the potatoes in his hand.
Jiang Nan sat aside, feeling like he couldn't fit in.
These people seem to have a natural tacit understanding and are naturally relaxed.
But it’s quite interesting to listen quietly.
