The owner of the store is a very kind old lady, who was doing business on the occasion of the Spring Festival, and generously gave them a 20% discount, and gave them an extra catty of sugar-fried chestnuts.
Li Zhiqing was about to pay, but You Chuan held his hand tightly to prevent him from moving: "I'll do it."
After You Chuan finished speaking, he released the interlocking fingers of the two, naturally took off the glove on his right hand, took out the wallet from his pocket, took out the corresponding amount and handed it to the window.
Li Zhiqing looked at You Chuan's accountant's patriarchal face from the side, and then tilted his head to look at the knuckle-boned hand exposed to the cold wind.
Sensing Li Zhiqing's gaze, You Chuan also looked over, pinched the tip of his nose lightly through the mask, and put the gloves back on unhurriedly: "I'm not afraid of the cold."
If you want to take out the banknotes from your wallet, you have to take off your gloves to make it easier. The old street is bustling but the wind is still quite cold, and You Chuan is reluctant to let him freeze for a while.
Li Zhiqing chuckled a few times knowingly, hung his hands around his waist, and raised his left eyebrow at You Chuandan.
You Chuan grabbed that hand, tightened his fingers, his face was as cold as the cold wind blowing past, but there was a warm smile that Li Zhiqing could only see in his eyes.
The corn and chestnuts have been neatly packed and placed in a warming cabinet, and the sweet potatoes need to be roasted for a while.
Standing at the same spot with nothing to do, Li Zhiqing jumped down the steps and looked around casually, and found that there was a drink shop just a little further away, so he slapped You Chuan on the back with his elbow: "You wait here, I'll go ahead and buy some thing."
You Chuan looked back at him.
Li Zhiqing raised his finger and said, "It's still 40 minutes away from home. I'll go buy something to drink. I can warm my stomach in the car."
"Okay." You Chuan tightened the overlapping hands of the two, and agreed with his mouth, but did not let go.
Li Zhiqing understood the other party's small thoughts, grabbed You Chuan's hand and shook it twice before letting go.
He originally wanted to go there by himself, but before the leash was handed out, Hei Dong hurriedly jumped behind Li Zhiqing's legs, rubbing from left to right, for fear that the little master would leave him and You Chuan alone.
You Chuan glanced sideways at the dog clinging to Li Zhiqing, then raised his eyes to look at Li Zhiqing, turned his back in anger, and stared straight at the oven in the window.
Li Zhiqing gritted his teeth hard and held back his smile. He patted You Chuan on the shoulder and comforted him, "I'll be back soon."
There was only a student-like girl sitting in the milk tea shop, she looked like she was asked by her family to come down to look at the shop. When Li Zhiqing arrived, she was holding her mobile phone and muttering: "East, west, north, south are often... no, Xinjiang The scenery in the south and the north is always there... the scenery is always new, and the scenery is always... "
Li Zhiqing listened to her word for word replacement, amused in his heart, didn't make a sound to urge her, and stood patiently waiting for her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what do you need? Can you wait a moment?" The little girl caught a glimpse of a customer from the corner of her eye and didn't look up. She just apologized, "My male god just released a couplet at the Spring Festival Gala. Immediately put out the second couplet. Ah! God, I am so worried."
When Li Zhiqing was reminded by her, he realized that the other party was probably his fan, and replied in a low voice: "It's okay, don't worry, three cups of hot cocoa will be fine."
"Hot cocoa, I know." The little girl nodded while typing, "I'll send you more taro balls."
Li Zhiqing smiled: "Thank you."
The little girl didn't care: "It's okay, happy new year."
Li Zhiqing still smiled: "Happy New Year."
"Ah, win the lottery, let's win the lottery, I want Li Li's autograph!!!" After sending out the answer that she worked so hard to make up, the little girl folded her hands together and prayed to God and Buddha. After washing her hands carefully, she went to the back to prepare a drink.
Li Zhiqing watched her rush in, looked around, wrote a few words on the note for guests to leave a message, and then flipped the note to the desk of the cashier, smiling more and more.
The shop next to the milk tea shop was closed, and in front of the shop sat a middle-aged man who spread out a wooden box. Inside the box were neatly woven hand ropes, illuminated by small light bulbs on the edge, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.
When Li Zhiqing noticed him, the middle-aged man was trying to sell to a young parent who was holding a child: "The weaving method passed down by the ancestors was worn during the Chinese New Year in ancient times. It is most suitable for children to play with. According to legend, there are gods Those who are sheltered will be able to turn bad luck into good fortune year after year."
The bracelet is not expensive, and the rhetoric of the middle-aged man has found a breakthrough.
The parents were obviously moved by him, and the child's father began to pay.
The middle-aged man smiled, took out one and handed it over while receiving the money.
Li Zhiqing took the opportunity to take a second look.
The bracelet is red, and there are no messy decorations. Because it is woven with great care, it doesn't look cheap because of monotony.
The middle-aged man did not lie, the weaving method of the hand rope was indeed passed down a long time ago, and the older generation of people in the imperial capital said that it can be used for blessing and refuge.
Li Zhiqing vaguely remembered that when he was young, his parents, who had never been superstitious, would often buy him these things to wear, as if he was in a hurry to go to the doctor.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiqing looked at the bracelets in the wooden box and smiled with downcast eyes, a little nostalgic and a little bit bitter.
The middle-aged man stuffed the money into the bag, and found that a young man with a good background was looking at him, he laughed, and opened his mouth to ask: "Do you want to buy a bracelet, young man? It's Chinese New Year, please be lucky." .”
Li Zhiqing came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head: "No, I already have it."
"That's not the same," the middle-aged man took down one and showed it to him, repeating the lines he said just now, "This weaving method is passed down by the ancestors, and it is protected by the gods, avoiding evil and seeking good fortune, my lord You can wear it too."
Li Zhiqing's smile deepened: "I really don't need it, thank you."
Not only does he have a bracelet, but also the dragon scale that You Chuan personally dropped on it, not to mention, the true ancestor follows behind him every day.
Thinking of You Chuan, Li Zhiqing's heart felt a lot lighter, and he smiled very sincerely.
Seeing his resolute attitude, the middle-aged man put the handle back and sighed: "It will be done."
Li Zhiqing said "Sorry" to him, looked down into the eyes of the black hole, and vaguely discerned the shadow of an old fairy from inside.
Hei Dong looked up at him for no reason, wagging his tail, grinning and sticking out his tongue. His expression was too human, as if he was smiling.
During the Spring Festival, Vientiane welcomes the new year. During this time, many people tidy up themselves extraordinarily, and the black hole was also carefully dressed up by Lou's servants.
It has just been bathed, its fur has just been combed, and it is extremely shiny. Around its neck is a small red cloak embroidered with patterns of auspicious clouds and rolled with white fluff, which contrasts sharply with the black fur. It is full of energy and vitality. festive.
Li Zhiqing couldn't help but bent down and reached out to touch the black hole's head. Just as he was about to say something to compliment him, the little girl from the milk tea shop walked up with a packaged hot cocoa and praised: "This dog is so handsome!"
Li Zhiqing straightened up, smiled at her, paid the money, and lowered his voice: "Thank you."
The little girl opened the cash register, subconsciously glanced at Li Zhiqing when receiving the money, and was taken aback suddenly: "Huh?!"
Li Zhiqing covered his entire face tightly, only showing a pair of eyes, not afraid of her scrutiny, he smiled back politely.
The little girl showed hesitation, slowed down the change of money, and looked at him for a while: "...you look like..."
Li Zhiqing looked at her with a smile.
"Has anyone told you that your eyes are very similar to Li Zhiqing?" The little girl said with emotion.
At first she thought she saw Li Zhiqing himself, but her male god should still be sitting in the TV studio at the moment, how could he go to her store to buy things, and his voice is slightly different.
Li Zhiqing nodded without denying: "Yes."
"It really looks like it!" The little girl handed over the change, "With such beautiful eyes, you must be handsome too."
Li Zhiqing smiled.
The little girl pinned her love for the male god on those eyes, admired for a moment and then looked at the black hole squatting obediently at Li Zhiqing's feet: "This is a Labrador, right?"
Li Zhiqing nodded, seeing that the little girl had something to say, he didn't leave in a hurry.
People pass by outside the store from time to time. He doesn't want others to find out that he is here, but he doesn't mind chatting with his little fans.
"My family used to have one, but it has died of old age." The little girl mentioned the dog she had raised, her eyes became soft, "Oh, raising a dog is really love-hate, we can live After so many years, they won’t be able to do it in more than ten years.”
Li Zhiqing didn't speak, and when he looked at the black hole again, he couldn't help but think of the black hole's mother.
That's the dog he raised.
No matter how much Hei Dong likes him, he is not the little dog that Li Zhiqing could hold directly in his arms before.
"Fortunately, we still have a pet in our family. The tortoise my dad bought was older than me." The little girl said funny, "It's well kept. I doubt that I can be a passer-by in its life. He was sent away by Mr. Turtle himself."
Li Zhiqing smiled when he heard the words, tightened the leash in his hand, and said don't leave with the black hole.
In the past, Li Zhiqing always felt that his life span might be similar to his dog's, but he was lucky enough to live to be twenty years old, and met You Chuan.
His dog lived a very long time among its kind, but it was a pity that it only lived for fifteen of the twenty years.
Li Zhiqing couldn't help thinking that You Chuan was an old god in ancient times, he lived longer than the sky, and he would only live longer in the future, but he didn't know how long he could take You Chuan's time in the end.
Li Zhiqing looked at the tall man standing in the distance under the light, and suddenly felt an inexplicable complex feeling, sour and a bit astringent.
After taking a few steps, Li Zhiqing stopped suddenly, lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then turned and retreated.
He walked up to the middle-aged man next to the milk tea shop and knelt down. Before he could speak, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Oh, young man, are you planning to buy one?"
Li Zhiqing also smiled: "Well, buy one."
Not long ago, he just witnessed the middle-aged man's last transaction, he paid without asking the price, carefully picked out one and put it in his pocket, before rushing to Youchuan.
You Chuan just took the packing bag and walked a few steps towards Li Zhiqing's direction.
Li Zhiqing's footsteps were fast, and he didn't stop when he reached You Chuan, relying on the fact that they were wearing masks now, they were not afraid of being watched, and directly slammed into each other's arms with force.
You Chuan's body remained motionless, and he raised his hand to caress his back twice.
"It's so cold." Li Zhiqing buried his face in his chest and hissed.
You Chuan knew that Li Zhiqing was not cold, but he didn't say anything to expose it: "Let's go back."
"En." Li Zhiqing answered in a muffled voice, and was held by You Chuan and walked to the next intersection. The driver had been waiting for a long time at the nearby parking space.
After getting on the bus, Li Zhiqing handed one of the hot cocoa to the driver, and he and You Chuan shared the remaining two.
He half leaned on You Chuan's shoulder the whole time, drank a hot drink and looked out the window. He was lazy, and he couldn't see any difference.
Li Zhiqing's mood has returned to normal, of course You Chuan will not take the initiative to mention it again, just to make him unhappy.
Back at Lou's house, the hour hand was almost pointing to eleven o'clock.
After drinking a small bowl of mutton soup to dispel the cold, Li Zhiqing left the black hole in the hall, while he and You Chuan went upstairs to change back into some daily clothes, and took off the makeup on his face by the way.
You Chuan wants to clean his face, he doesn't need to use makeup remover and cotton pads at all, but he likes to stand side by side with Li Zhiqing, even if it's washing his face in front of the sink.
The winter is dry and the indoor heating is sufficient. Even if Li Zhiqing doesn't pay attention to skin care, and now he is lazy and works hard, it is rare to use moisturizer.
He squeezed out a small lump, rubbed it out in his hands very casually, wiped the paste on his face a few times, and then applied it to You Chuan in the same way, and it took only about ten seconds. thing.
"Fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed here, but small fireworks like fairy sticks can still be played." After changing his clothes, Li Zhiqing took You Chuan to the first floor, "After twelve o'clock, let's go to the yard How many sticks do you put?"
How could You Chuan not agree to his request: "Okay."
"Chinese New Year is a big day, and the elders usually prepare New Year's gifts for the younger generation." When he reached the stairs, Li Zhiqing deliberately walked behind You Chuan, pushed his shoulders, and let him walk in front, "Would you, old man?" What gift will you give me?"
He deliberately prolonged his voice, full of ridicule.
You Chuan always indulged his jokes, and he didn't feel annoyed at all when he heard the words, instead he replied seriously: "I'll give you whatever you want."
Li Zhiqing smiled, exerted a little force on his hand, and You Chuan immediately stopped.
He pressed his body on You Chuan's back, but refused to let the other side carry him, and hooked his fingers: "Hand."
Li Zhiqing is not left-handed, he uses his right hand, and You Chuan also handed him his right hand cooperatively.
Li Zhiqing squeezed his fingertips, and gently pressed the opponent's palm to the back, revealing a white wrist.
You Chuan let him tease and watched quietly.
"Although you are an elder, I have a gift to honor you." Li Zhiqing breathed into his ear, and at the same time took out a red bracelet, and tied it neatly around You Chuan's wrist.
He admired it for a while, and took advantage of the opportunity to stick a kiss next to You Chuan's ear: "Happy New Year."
After finishing speaking, Li Zhiqing realized that You Chuan's body was suddenly stiff, and subconsciously looked at the other party's expression, only to find that You Chuan's face showed a rare stupefied, even a little silly.
Li Zhiqing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
You Chuan was called back to his senses by him, and turned to look at him.
Li Zhiqing and You Chuan's eyes met, and found that there seemed to be a thin gleam of water in the other's eyes, which was very inconspicuous, and it only happened for a moment.
Li Zhiqing was about to take a closer look, but You Chuan had already turned his head away, not letting him look again.
Li Zhiqing was startled, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, so he had to close it again.
He wasn't sure, and couldn't help but wonder.
You Chuan was tricked by one of his own red strings, are you crying