During the time I stayed in the room, it was drizzling outside for several minutes, and the asphalt on the sidewalk was wet.
After walking for a while, Xie Lan couldn't help but turn around and look up at the lighted windows of the hotel.
"Don't think about it." Dou Sheng whispered, "Just see it when you see it. Objectively speaking, your father's attitude is not bad."
"Yeah." Xie Lan nodded lightly, "I'm ."
There are lights ten meters along the commercial street, and the shadows of him and Dou Sheng zoom in and out between the street lights, cuddling together, making it difficult to separate you and me.
Dou Sheng glanced at him and took his hand: "It doesn't matter if he reveals everything tomorrow. No matter what my mother's attitude is, I will bear it."
The air was humid and hot, but Dou Sheng's hands were still dry and soft as usual. Xie Lan was dragged away by the hand for a while, and then it seemed that he finally came out of the scene in the room.
He sighed softly, "I'm not afraid that Aunt Zhao will have a bad attitude... I'm... afraid that I'll hurt her if I do this."
Not only the guilt and fear, but also a sense of being at a loss as to what to do.
After Xiao Langjing left, Xie Jingming should be his only close relative and his belonging. But the absurd thing is that whenever Xie Jingming appears, he will be pulled out of his comfortable shell, which will instead make him feel a huge sense of drifting.
Xie Lan walked forward in silence. After taking a step, he felt a pulling sensation on his hand, and then realized that Dou Sheng had stopped.
He turned around and asked: "What's wrong?"
"On this day, I will find an opportunity to have a showdown with my mother." Dou Sheng said firmly, "I have to say it sooner or later. The sooner I say good morning, the sooner she will feel calm."
"What?" Xie Lan was startled, "Do you know whether it is right or wrong to do this?"
"I didn't count." Dou Sheng lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then took his hand and continued to walk forward, "I'm not right or wrong, but who cares, I'll give it a try. "
Xie Lan hesitated: "But..."
"No, it's settled." Dou Sheng looked calm, "She is my biological mother, there is nothing I can't try. When I find a suitable opportunity, I will discuss it with you in advance."
Xie Lan hesitated for a long time and didn't say a good word.
As soon as I got home, it started to rain heavily outside. Lightning struck one after another in the pitch-black sky, lighting up the river surface and the parasol trees on the river bank, and then thunder rolled.
As soon as Xie Lan entered the door, he heard a meowing sound, and the sycamore tree was stepping on the wooden stairs, running toward him with urine in its urine.
The cat rushed to his feet, rubbed against him, and sat down sideways against him. It soon purred peacefully in its throat and began to lick its fur.
"Don't be afraid." Xie Lan bent down and picked up Wutong and held her in his arms, "If you're afraid, just stay with me."
There was a sound of the security door being unlocked behind him. Dou Sheng had some difficulty and pulled in the couriers outside, muttering: "Why are there four?"
Xie Lan held the cat and went over to look at it, "Is it still in cosplay?"
"The cosplay suit should be like this one. There's no need to have an extra big box. It's so heavy." Dou Sheng said, closing the door and kicking the largest box next to his feet. The box was a bit Measurement, unmoving.
Xie Lan knelt down and looked at the label, "Enjoy Home Life Museum?"
"My mother must have bought it." Dou Sheng finally realized it and rolled his eyes on the spot, "You are really smart. You gave me your contact information and asked me to move such a large express delivery for her. Good guy, I almost got photographed outside in the heavy rain."
Xie Lan held the cat and watched Dou Sheng unpacking the express delivery. Wutong meowed non-stop.
Dou Sheng muttered: "What is it? It's not a birthday gift for me. Then I have to run away from home..."
When the box was opened and the foam cover inside was lifted, everyone was stunned.
A strange thing.
Dark green, heavy, like an iron bench, but the top is sealed. There is a transparent barrel between the seal and the "bench surface" with coils and blades inside. There is a rocker on one side of the bench, connected to the back, and an embossed word on it.
ice.
Add a little bit above the water character.
Xie Lan was convinced. He didn't even know such a simple word.
He pointed at the thing and asked: "What are the water spots?"
"What a drop of water." Dou Sheng burst into laughter, "This is the same word, friend Xie Lan, this Nian Bing, the word Bing Xue Bing, has the same meaning as Bing."
I don’t understand why I need to create a word for a meaning.
Xie Lan sighed, "Is this an ice machine? Can't the refrigerator at home make ice?"
Dou Sheng frowned and pondered for a while, then pulled the handle and shook it, then suddenly snapped his fingers, "I've got a shaved ice machine."
Xie Lan was confused: "Will it explode?"
"What?" Dou Sheng took out his phone and looked up the dictionary, "How do you say shaved ice in English? Shaved ice? Or water ice?"
"Oh." Xie Lan suddenly understood, "These words are all right, I understand."
When the machine was taken out, there were exquisite gift bags, ribbons and envelopes under the box.
Dou Sheng picked up the heavy thing and moved it to the kitchen, "Isn't this really my birthday gift? Then I'm really going to fight the police. Look at what's written in the envelope."
Xie Lan bent down to pick up the envelope and opened it. There was an invoice inside, as well as a greeting card.
The delivery note is printed with the product name "Meatball Ice Crusher", quantity 1, and the note "No message on the greeting card". This note was crossed out with a ballpoint pen, and next to it were written a few large, scrawled words - "The buyer has been called."
What's the meaning.
Xie Lan opened the greeting card in confusion.
The greeting card had the same wildly scrawled characters as the invoice.
—A gift for Lanlan, Lanlan from Poland
“…”
Dou Sheng came out of the kitchen, "Where are the greeting cards?"
"It's my name." Xie Lan glanced at "Lan Lan" with some disgust and sighed: "It seems to be a gift from Aunt Zhao."
"Why did she give you this?" Dou Sheng was confused and took a look at the greeting card, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"It's poisonous. Can these sellers grow up?" He smiled. He took out his cell phone to take a photo and sent it to his and Zhao Wenying's group chat.
Zhao Wenying quickly replied with a dumbfounded expression.
-Beautiful Girl Boss Zhao: Don’t mind Lanlan. A gift for you to play with.
Xie Lan hesitated for a moment and replied obediently: "Thank you, Aunt Zhao, I like it very much."
"You're too hypocritical." Dou Sheng tutted, "I still like it... What's the word for shaved ice?"
Xie Lan asked, "Which word?"
"I won't tell you." Dou Sheng packed up the foam and cardboard boxes. "I'm going to take out the garbage. You can see if the machine works."
Xie Lan went into the kitchen and looked for the instructions first. There were densely packed Chinese characters, and the whole article called this guy "ice crusher". He read it from beginning to end, and finally couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to check which shaved ice it was.
As soon as that word came out, he suddenly felt something stir.
Very familiar, very familiar word.
After struggling for a long time, he suddenly remembered something. He went upstairs and dug out Xiao Langjing's notebook, flipping through the pages of the oldest one, and finally turned to the page with hand-drawn smoothies.
That was one of Xiao Langjing's several running accounts during his college entrance examination year.
It was raining that day, and Xiao Langjing failed in her last mock test before the college entrance examination. She analyzed her numbers at length in her diary, and only hurriedly recorded in half a line of scrawled words at the end: Just Well, it's cool to have ice cream with Wen Ying.
On the footer is a hand-drawn sketch of smoothie, with the words "Melon Shaved Ice, Wenying's Private Dessert" marked with a arrow next to it.
Xie Lan had never paid attention to this unfamiliar word before, and always thought it was a cup of ice cream.
The phone vibrated again. It was Zhao Wenying who poked him privately - "How about chatting with your dad today?"
Xie Lan struggled for a while and typed a reply: "It's okay."
Zhao Wenying replied with a huge smile and bared her teeth: "That's good. I'll get off the plane and go directly to the hotel tomorrow. I'll be busy tomorrow."
Like a superwoman who comes and goes like the wind. A person can run a prosperous business alone and still be able to have a personal romance with him.
Xie Lan unconsciously raised the corners of her lips. Although Zhao Wenying had already put away her phone, she still replied obediently: "Tomorrow, Aunt Zhao."
It was pouring rain outside, with lightning and thunder, and the air conditioner was not turned off at home, so the whole house was a little cold.
Xie Lan took a hot bath, leaving a crack in the bathroom door. Not long after the water was released, Wutong slipped in through the crack and leaned against the other end of the sliding glass door, staring worriedly. he.
There was a clanging sound downstairs, accompanied by the harsh sound of machines running. Xie Lan quickly finished washing and changed into fluffy pajamas and pajamas, and went downstairs with Wutong in his arms.
There is a fresh sweet fragrance in the air.
His nose quivered and he smelled it carefully, only to realize that it smelled like honeydew melon.
Dou Sheng was talking to Zhao Wenying on speakerphone in the kitchen.
"Ms. Zhao, I'm not going to say that this recipe of yours is like a fighting chicken among the garbage. You've already bought a shaved ice machine, so why can't you just buy some fresh cantaloupe?" Dou Sheng held a Huangbula in his hand. A few bottles were turned upside down and squeezed hard against the crushed ice in the bowl.
The label on the bottle had long been polished off. Xie Lan observed it for a while in confusion, and suddenly remembered that he had seen this thing in the refrigerator. It was stuffed in the deepest corner of the refrigerator, with a pile of mayonnaise and the like, and he had never touched it.
It was an ordinary bottle. Dou Sheng squeezed it with one hand. The muscles in his arms tensed as he exerted force, until the veins almost appeared. He heard a "bu—" sound, and a terrible green mass fell on the ice.
Dou Shengren was dumbfounded, "Isn't this pigment going to eat me and Xie Lan to death?"
"What do you know?" Zhao Wenying said impatiently: "There are many additives and saccharin, and you are happy when you eat it. This is childhood."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another bu- sound, and Dou Sheng sighed: "So your childhood was fluorescent green, tsk."
Zhao Wenying was busy and impatient. After saying something to him, she hung up the phone. Dou Sheng sighed and made a large bowl of suspected poisonous shaved ice. He turned around and saw Xie Lan standing at the door holding a cat.
"Are you here? When did you come here?" He muttered, took a spoon, and brought the shaved ice to the table, "Here, come and eat ice. Ms. Zhao Wenying is possessed and insists on wanting me." I wanted to test whether this shaved ice machine would work, and also asked for a replica of her retro poison recipe.”
Dou Sheng said as he sat down, took a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hey, it's quite sweet?"
Xie Lan was stunned for a while while facing the heavy rain outside the window, and then looked at the shaved ice that Dou Sheng had scooped out with spoonfuls, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this your first time eating this?"
"Well, I didn't even know that my mother had this evil recipe before, so I can't guarantee that you will live to see the sun tomorrow after eating this." Dou Sheng pushed the shaved ice bowl towards him, " Eat quickly, don’t stop until your tongue is green.”
Xie Lan sat down and took a spoonful of shaved ice.
It does have a very artificial taste, but it's not unpalatable. It's ice-cold and melts on the tip of the tongue, and it's really sweet.
He took a few bites and stuck out his tongue towards Dou Sheng, "Am I green?"
Dou Sheng almost spit out the mouthful of smoothie in his throat and coughed: "Friend Xie Lan, are you not green?"
Xie Lan was confused, "Green is green, what else can it mean?"
Dou Sheng smiled and waved his hand, lowered his head and took a sip of ice, then turned to look at him.
"What?" Xie Lan asked.
Dou Sheng also stuck out his tongue at him, "What about me?"
"You're also green." Xie Lan said with a serious face, "Although I didn't look in the mirror, I guess I can't be green with you."
"...Poisonous." Dou Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. He cleared his throat and said, "Although your tongue is green, your lips are very red."
Xie Lan glanced at his lips when he heard this, "You too, maybe it's the ice that stimulates it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dou Sheng turned his head and pecked him on the lips.
The tip of her tongue touched his lips, it was cold and had a hint of sweetness.
It's still raining outside. Dou Sheng continued to dig into the ice, his dark eyes were lowered and he was smiling, which was rare. The tips of his ears were a little red.
It was Xie Lanhong before, but today it was him.
"Classmate Xie Lan." His voice was as casual and cold as ever. He poked the shaved ice with a spoon and said, "I want to kiss you while eating a mouthful of pigment. I'm really trapped by you. "
Xie Lan was stunned for a while and said nothing. She lowered her head and poked the shaved ice with him.
seemed to suddenly rise a little.
Those troubles are still there, none of them are missing, but maybe it’s too much sugar that quickly stimulates dopamine, or maybe it’s because she and Zhao Wenying suddenly have a son who doesn’t even have a biological son like Dou Sheng. The secret made Xie Lan feel at ease.
He and Dou Sheng ate shaved ice together in the heavy rain. The ice made the back of their heads feel numb, and they couldn't even think of feeling sad.
The next day, Xie Lan asked Xie Jingming several times, but Xie Jingming insisted not to let him accompany him, nor was he thinking alone.
Xie Lan was afraid that he would think too much, so he simply locked himself up and composed music for a day. Dou Sheng did not regard his boyfriend as a human being, and the list of ops he had pulled was horribly long. He listened to it one by one, thinking over and over how to put it all together, until he was about to explode.
It wasn't until Zhao Wenying got off the plane in the evening and sent a message that he hurriedly took a taxi to the hotel with Dou Sheng.
Tonight's restaurant is not as stylish as yesterday's, and it serves local cuisine. When Xie Lan and Dou Sheng arrived, they thought that only Xie Jingming would arrive first, but they didn't expect that as soon as they entered, Zhao Wenying was already chatting with Xie Jingming.
Each person's cup was only half full of tea, and it was obvious that he had been sitting down for more than a while.
"Lan Lan." Zhao Wenying laughed as soon as she saw Xie Lan, "Hurry up and sit down, Douzi, sit down too."
Normally, Zhao Wenying would give Xie Lan a crushing hug when he came back from a business trip. He originally thought that Zhao Wenying would be warmer in front of Xie Jingming, but he guessed the opposite.
He hesitated for a while, but decided to sit down near Zhao Wenying, and Dou Sheng sat next to him on Xie Jingming's side.
There were many dishes on the table, and at first glance, they were all his and Dou Sheng's favorites, and it was Zhao Wenying who ordered them.
"Eat quickly." Zhao Wenying greeted: "Jing Ming eats too."
Xie Jingming smiled calmly, "Eat them all, don't look at each of you, eat yours."
Xie Lan groaned, and as soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Dou Sheng had already picked up a piece of ribs and said, "Eat this."
Zhao Wenying glanced at Xie Lan's plate, and her eyes subconsciously glanced at his favorite puff pastry in the distance. She seemed to instinctively want to pick it up, but when she picked up the chopsticks, she only pushed Xie Lan's arm, "You eat that , pick it up yourself, and give you the red bean tart.”
Xie Jingming smiled: "Wen Ying really takes good care of Xie Lan, and it's too embarrassing to have to spoil her children."
Zhao Wenying smiled gently, "Lang Jing's son, it's natural for me to be nice to him. I said I wanted to be my godmother."
Dou Sheng secretly poked Xie Lan's leg under the table. Xie Lan looked at him and they exchanged glances.
Zhao Wenying transferred all the sweet dishes to Xie Lan, pointed at the table with her finger to signal Xie Lan to eat the dishes, and said to Xie Jingming: "He eats his food, and I talk about mine. I just said that the industry and new energy are the better ones in China this year. If you are interested, I will recommend it to you. "
Xie Jingming hummed and took out his phone, "Okay, you can send it to me."
Xie Lan was a little surprised when he was eating the red bean tart. He didn't expect that this was what they were talking about.
Zhao Wenying had just gotten off the plane and was rushing to finish the deal, so she naturally started chatting with Xie Jingming and talked about the development in the past few years.
Xie Lan also just arrived today. Zhao Wenying is engaged in import and export, and Xie Jingming is studying economics. They naturally talked about the domestic and foreign economic situation without any violation.
Xie Jingming spoke poor Chinese, but Zhao Wenying listened very seriously, agreeing and disagreeing, and discussed the whole meal enthusiastically.
During this period, Dou Sheng took advantage of the meal to whisper in Xie Lan's ear: "The scene of a social person."
"Yeah." Xie Lan nodded calmly.
This dinner party was different from what he had imagined, and the adults' reactions were also unexpected. Just like he thought that Xie Jingming might test Zhao Wenying and even give her some hints, but nothing happened. He didn't even talk about him and Dou Sheng from beginning to end.
It wasn't until everyone came out of the hotel and Xie Jingming was waiting for the bus that he finally raised his hand and patted Xie Lan on the shoulder, as if he finally remembered that he still had a son like him.
"Wen Ying, I'm really troubling you." He sighed, "The child is ignorant and has to go back to China to take the exam. Lang Jing and I have no relatives in China. If you weren't here, I really wouldn't... What to do?”
He put his hand on Xie Lan's shoulder. Xie Lan felt a little uncomfortable, but after looking at Zhao Wenying, he still endured it.
Zhao Wenying smiled softly and pulled Xie Lan over smoothly: "Lan Lan is not sensible yet? I have never seen a child who is more sensible than him. Just let him go, I will definitely send him away alive and kicking. Go to college."
Xie Jingming nodded repeatedly and said thank you repeatedly, "If you have any money to spend, you must tell me. The expenses for a high school student in my country are a lot now. Are you willing to help me with such a big expense?" If you’re busy, don’t be polite.”
As he said that, the car had arrived and parked aside.
Zhao Wenying glanced at the car, and the smile on her face suddenly faded.
Her hand was placed on Xie Lan's shoulder. It was thin but soft, a very feminine hand.
She looked at the car, as if she was weighing whether to say anything, then looked at Xie Jingming, thought for a moment before speaking: "Jingming, I'm not helping you."
Xie Lan subconsciously turned his head and looked over. Zhao Wenying's expression was gentle and her tone was very determined, "It's not a burden for me to have one more child, let alone someone like Lanlan. The child is older now and has his own judgment and persistence on things. Can you respect that? I admire you very much. But let me make it clear that I am not helping you, I am helping Lang Jing take care of the child.”
The driver lowered the window and glanced at Xie Jingming.
Xie Jingming looked embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly covered it up with a smile, "I , you are a good friend. I just want to express my gratitude, nothing else."
"I don't mean anything else." Zhao Wenying smiled softly after hearing this, and opened the car door for Xie Jingming, "You and your friends have a good time, right? Let's go to city x next stop? I'll let the secretary sort it out later. I’ll send you some travel guides. Oh yes, Lanlan, say goodbye to dad.”
Xie Lan met Xie Jingming's gaze and paused, "Dad..."
"Okay, don't be so busy." Xie Jingming sighed and waved his hands, "I will stay in China for a few more days. I will tell you when I get to the airport."
"Okay." Xie Lan nodded in relief, "Pay attention to safety."
Xie Jingming got in the car, waved to everyone through the window, and then the taxi drove away.
Zhao Wenying's hand on Xie Lan's shoulder unconsciously gently squeezed his collarbone, doing the same thing as Dou Sheng.
"It's actually not easy for your dad to come all the way just to see you." Zhao Wenying sighed, but then she smiled again, "But this time I let go after seeing him, and you can feel at ease. "
Xie Lan hummed, paused, and then asked: "Aunt Zhao, how come you arrived so early before me?"
"It didn't take long, only about ten minutes." Zhao Wenying said that her phone rang. She took it out and looked at the screen. The caller ID was the secretary.
She pressed the phone and continued: "Your dad is quite polite. I want to talk to you next time. We talked about you for a long time. What are your grades, your body, everything, my God?" "As expected of a researcher, I asked so many questions about beans, but I couldn't answer many of them. It was really embarrassing."
Xie Lan's chest tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Dou Sheng. Dou Sheng was speechless and rolled his eyes, "Maybe you shouldn't complain about others, but should reflect on yourself."
"I'm going to check it out! What do you think of the test? Can I remember it?" Zhao Wenying said as her phone vibrated again, and she sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll go inside and take a call. The contract hasn’t been finalized yet, I’ll send you a message from the legal department soon, please wait for me.”
She stepped on her high heels and walked into the hall, talking to the other end of the phone as she walked.
Dou Sheng was annoyed and said from behind: "I am second in the province, thank you."
"It's over." Zhao Wenying waved her hand a little perfunctorily, "Lan Lan is the best, even you can show off."
Dou Sheng: "..."
Xie Lan was still confused. He watched Zhao Wenying's vigorous communication work for a while, and then looked in the direction where Xie Jingming left.
He was a little unbelievable that Xie Jingming really didn't say anything, but beyond belief, there was also a hint of secret luck.
"The rest of your life." Dou Sheng glanced at Zhao Wenying inside and secretly squeezed Xie Lan's hand.
He paused and then said, "But I still want to find a chance to show off with my mother. Let's wait until the math competition is over and calm down."
Xie Lan hummed, "Anyway, don't be too anxious."
Everyone was groggy on the way back. Zhao Wenying flew for a whole day and even snored while sitting in the co-pilot.
Xie Lan was half asleep and closed his eyes. Halfway through the car, his cell phone vibrated suddenly, causing his legs to go numb.
With sleepy eyes, he took out his phone. He originally thought it was Xie Jingming, but on the screen was his senior's name.
-He Xiu: Hello, junior, I’ll let you know in advance if I have any questions.
Xie Lan was at a loss for a while, then bumped Dou Sheng with his elbow, "What does ventilation mean?"
Dou Sheng opened his eyes and said "Huh?" in confusion, and sniffed, "Is your nose stuffy? Did you catch a cold after eating shaved ice yesterday?"
"My nose?" Xie Lan followed suit and took a breath, "My nose is ventilated. He Xiu said to ventilate it in advance."
"Oh, oh!" Dou Sheng finally understood and came over to look at his screen, "It means that there is a report to tell you in advance."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party sent another paragraph.
-He Xiu: Your situation is special. The Admissions Office will conduct a separate written interview with you in advance, within one week after the second test. The specific time will be communicated to Yingzhong at the latest the day after tomorrow. I will tell you in advance so you can prepare in advance.
Xie Lan was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "What do you mean? Why are you so anxious?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another message came from the other side.
-My admissions teacher said that P University is also in contact with English and Chinese. But as a senior, I will be honest with you, the mathematics department of P University is stronger.
Xie Lan had just finished reading this line of writing when he suddenly withdrew the one above.
-He Xiu: Weigh it yourself.