He walked over to the table step by step, and stopped in front of him. There was a faint scent on his nose, which was very clean, reminding him of the fragrance in the bamboo forest after the rain.
The little nephew squatted down, raised his neck and looked at himself with pure eyes, as clean as the smell on his body. Nie Wenyuan's lips were pressed together, and he said nothing.
Huang Dan grabbed the man's rough big hand, buried his face, pressed his lips against his warm palm, and gently dropped a kiss.
Nie Wenyuan looked at his little nephew Zhang He's lips, discerned something, and made sure that he heard correctly, his little nephew was saying "Uncle, I love you less than".
This birthday greeting was given an honorary title. Nie Wenyuan knew that his little nephew had no other thoughts, just to express a kind of respect, but he had a lot of thoughts. He realized some problems, and his thoughts fell into the cruel reality, which was completely submerged and eroded. rot.
Seeing that the man didn't respond, Huang Dan asked, "Are you in a daze?"
Nie Wenyuan stared at his little nephew, his eyelids were half-closed, something was surging fiercely in his eyes, and then he quickly fell silent, and said in a light tone, "Little is growing up, if you have a girl you like in the future, just tell my uncle. With one sound, my uncle will come forward and do it for you."
Huang Dan said, "Okay."
Nie Wenyuan's eyelids suddenly lifted.
Huang Dan greeted the unusually dark gaze and said deliberately, "I meet a girl I like, and I will tell my uncle as soon as possible. If my uncle comes forward, the girl's family will be very satisfied, and then I will marry her. Have a child and live a good life."
Nie Wenyuan's face was stern, and there was a shadow under his eyes. He sat still, like a lonely old man, looking a little pitiful.
Huang Dan sighed in his heart and stopped irritating him, "I lied to you, I don't have a girl I like, and there won't be any in the future."
Nie Wenyuan's brows were twisted into Sichuan characters. The little nephew's lie was clumsy, but he believed it.
At a certain time, people will unconsciously approach the side that is beneficial to them, which is a kind of self-protection ability.
Huang Dan didn't say any more, no matter what kind of commitment it was, it would take time to gnaw at it to see if it was in good condition or not. He got up, bent his back and hugged the man's neck, "Uncle, I want to sleep with you tonight."
There was no difference in Nie Wenyuan's tone, but his entire body stiffened for a moment, and then returned to normal in an instant, "No way."
Huang Dan didn't leave, he stretched his hand behind him and rubbed a piece of skin on the back of the man's neck, "Isn't uncle used to sleeping in the same bed with others?"
This is a man's sensitive point. Huang Dan has long known and remembered that he can't be wrong.
Nie Wenyuan's breathing became heavy, and he grabbed his little nephew's thin arm. The voice was low and full of magnetism, and it also carried a clear warning, "Less than."
Huang Dan got up, turned away without looking back, and didn't even say good night.
Nie Wenyuan pinched the sun a few times, but he didn't feel the cigarette in the pocket of his trousers, and then he remembered that the cigarette was in the pocket of his coat. He got up and turned over the coat, holding both the cigarette and the matchbox in his hand.
The cigarette was lit, Nie Wenyuan narrowed his eyes and took a breath.
The door suddenly opened from the inside, Huang Dan leaned against the wall and smiled at the man with a slightly disturbed breath, "It's very cold to sleep alone, uncle, let me warm the bed for you."
Nie Wenyuan looked at the smile on his little nephew's lips. He moved his gaze upwards, looking into those black and white eyes, and found the same smile, very real, without a trace of falsehood or flattery.
The person in the world who knows Nie Wenyuan best is not the Wu nǎinǎi who brought him up since childhood, nor himself, but his current little nephew.
Huang Dan washed up and climbed onto the bed against the wall, shook off the quilt that was folded into tofu cubes in the corner, lay down on his back, and pulled the quilt to his chest.
The sound of water splashing in the bathroom continued. Huang Dan slept in the car and was still very sleepy at the moment. His eyelids were fighting, and they were pulled open and tangled.
After an unknown time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Nie Wenyuan came out with a body of water vapor, and the person on the bed had fallen asleep.
The bed is a single bed, it will be crowded for two people.
Nie Wenyuan got up less than ten minutes after lying down. He lit a cigarette beside the bed, looked down at his little nephew, and slowly leaned over for a while, puffing out a mouthful of smoke on his young face.
In his sleep, Huang Dan frowned, took out the quilt, and touched it beside him.
Nie Wenyuan twisted the smoke out and lay back to his original position. He touched his arm with that hand, and his warm body pressed against him and hugged him.
Another ten or twenty minutes passed