When Gu Peilang woke up, the room was silent.
There was no familiar person beside him, the man sat up from the bed with one hand on his back, his handsome face had no expression in the bright light.
Downstairs, Xiuxiu and Mrs. Chen were sitting on the pony bar and choosing dishes. After hearing the sound of the elevator door opening, they both turned to look at each other.
Xiuxiu got up from the stool, and wiped the apron around her waist casually with her hands stained with water droplets.
"Mr. Gu, are you awake?"
Gu Peilang looked at the two in front of him, and nodded with an alienated expression: "Madam, did you see the person who came with me?"
"You mean Mr. Su, right? He went out to buy food for you. He's been out for a while, and he should be back at this time."
As soon as the woman's voice fell, the man walked in from the door wrapped in cold air, carrying a bunch of things in his hands.
"Pei Lang, are you awake?" Su Jinyu looked at the people in the hall, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she quickly walked up after recovering.
Two good-looking men standing together are pleasing to the eye, not to mention that there is an atmosphere between them that no one can get in.
Xiuxiu looked at the two people in front of her and unconsciously thought about what happened last night.
The woman's wheat-colored face was slightly crimson.
The old lady Chen on the side just stared at Gu Peilang.
The man noticed her gaze and glanced back lightly.
Old lady Chen looked at the man in front of her, and the more she looked, the more familiar she felt, but she just couldn't remember it.
Chen Tong came out of the bedroom with his son who had just woken up, saw several people standing in the hall, his eyes fell on Gu Peilang in the wheelchair, his eyes turned slightly, and he walked forward with his son in his arms. go.
The man is very good at talking, he is very good at keeping his balance, but he is not enthusiastic but not enthusiastic, and he moves forward and back in a moderate manner. With just a few words, Su Jinyu can be persuaded to have dinner with them. Hearing Su Jinyu express his desire to borrow the kitchen to make soup for Gu Peilang. After that, he gave the kitchen generously without hesitation.
After a meal, Su Jinyu felt that the proprietress and her family were all very good, and sighed a few words when pushing Gu Peilang back to the room.
Gu Peilang quietly listened to the other party's words, and occasionally nodded in reply.
Although it was the winter sun, the sun was still a little bit poisonous at noon, making people drowsy.
Gu Peilang was sitting by the window, with an off-white blanket covering his legs, and holding a foreign language book in his hand.
There was no blanket on the floor of the room. Su Jinyu randomly found a newspaper and placed it on the ground and sat next to the man. He leaned on the man's lap and lowered his head to play with the phone in his hand. The atmosphere was warm.
The child's cheerful laughter floated up from downstairs, attracting the attention of the two people upstairs.
Su Jinyu stretched out his head half-supporting, and saw a few children in new clothes playing football downstairs.
The brand-new watermelon peel was bulging and rolled mischievously among several children. After being kicked by the quick-response child, it changed direction and rolled more happily, so several children broke out again. A burst of laughter.
Su Jinyu was fascinated, his eyes gradually became distant, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Gu Peilang, who was beside him, did not miss the envy in his eyes.
"Want to play?" the man said.
Su Jinyu came back to his senses, looked at him shyly, a little embarrassed: "I don't want to... children only play things..."
Gu Peilang watched him unconsciously touch his nose, raised his hand to touch the man's face, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Older children can also play, and the son of the boss's family is also in there? He likes you very much, If you can play with him, he should be very happy."
The laughter downstairs was like a silver bell, and it never stopped. Su Jinyu's heart was about to move, but he was still a little hesitant.
"I just suddenly remembered that I used to have a watermelon peel." It was just dirty, old and deflated.
Gu Peilang listened to his words, and light flashed in his dark eyes.
"It must be a beautiful ball." The man's tone was unprecedentedly serious and determined, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Su Jinyu was a little embarrassed to say: "No... it's ugly..."
Gu Peilang lightly rubbed his face without saying a word, looking at the person with gentle eyes that seemed to be dripping with water.
"Tell me, do you want to go play?"
A certain string in his heart was deeply touched, and Su Jinyu met the gentle gaze of the man, and said the voice in his heart: "I want to."
The little radish playing downstairs was suddenly joined by a tall and thin man. The other party was wearing a pure white knitted sweater and light blue straight jeans. His eyebrows were delicate and heroic.
The few little radishes who were playing together were stunned when they saw the beautiful uncle who looked too good in front of him. Only the son of the boss's wife proudly took the man's hand and introduced each other's identity to his little friend. The head is like a proud peacock.
After hearing that Uncle Pretty wanted to join their team, the children were very happy and welcomed each other with their own welcome ceremony.
Su Jinyu was surrounded by a group of children who were less than his waist high. Hearing their giggling laughter, he subconsciously raised his head to look for the man by the window.
Gu Peilang was sitting by the window, some distance away, Su Jinyu couldn't see the expression on his face, but he knew he was looking at her...
The men in the courtyard soon became friends with the children, and laughter was sent to Gu Peilang's ears along with the warm wind.
With the book in his hand on his lap, Gu Peilang looked at the person running back and forth following the ball from a distance, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were bright.
The doorbell rang suddenly, Gu Peilang withdrew his gaze, and the rising arc leveled off.
"Please come in."
The low and cold voice could not hear any emotion. The man looked at the old man standing outside the door, his handsome brows slightly wrinkled.
Old lady Chen looked at the man by the window, her hands on crutches tightened, and her expression hesitated.
"Is there anything wrong with you?"
Gu Peilang looked at the person and opened his mouth.
The man spoke first to break the silence, and Mrs. Chen let out a long sigh, as if she had made a decision: "Mr. Gu... I may seem a bit rash to ask this, but I still want to ask you if you have come here before. Go through Lotus Village, with your parents."
As soon as the old man's voice fell, Gu Peilang's eyes narrowed slowly: "Who are you?"
"This homestay was originally opened by me. Nineteen years ago, a couple brought their son to Lotus Village for a vacation and stayed here for half a month."
The past was suddenly brought up, and Gu Peilang looked at the old man in front of him who was over fifty years old, and vaguely recognized the familiar appearance from the other's wrinkled face.