"It's really strange." An Ning got up and put on her clothes while shaking her head and frowning, as if she was remembering something.
"What's wrong?"
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, combing my hair.
When I woke up in the morning, the pervert had disappeared. I don't know where he went, but he probably went back to the underworld.
Looking through the mirror, I saw An Ning with a sad face, holding her hair with both hands, and couldn't help asking.
She raised her head suddenly and looked at me, staring at me with her eyes, as if she wanted to see me out of a hole.
"Last night... Did you do something with your husband?"
I suddenly felt that all the blood in my body rushed to the top of my head, my face felt hot and hot, the hand holding the comb stopped, and I coughed dryly several times, feeling a little nervous in my heart.
Did she see it last night? Isn't she asleep... Could it be that she is pretending to be asleep? I don't look like it.
I laughed a few times and asked, "What did you do? Just sleep, what else can I do."
An Ning grabbed her hair and stood up, her hair was scratched to a mess like a chicken coop, she squinted her eyes, sniffed her nose twice, and said, "No, I did see that you and your husband are making out, but... I'm not so sure."
She approached me so that her whole face was almost close to mine, she raised her eyebrows, looked at me carefully, and then sighed after a while, with doubts in her tone: "I don't know if it's a dream or real. "
My nerves were tense all the time, I tried my best to make my face not look so stiff, for fear of being caught by her, I turned around to wash up, and intentionally changed the topic.
"You must have fallen asleep, otherwise why would you have such a dream? Are you lonely? Do you want me to find you a boyfriend?"
I wiped cleanser on my face, squinted my eyes and raised my eyebrows at her, and teased with a smile, An Ning glared at me, and snorted twice: "I don't want a boyfriend! You are enough!"
"Alas."
I rubbed my arms, smoothed the goose bumps all over my body, washed the foam off my face, and made room for An Ning.
I covered my cheeks, walked to the small sofa and sat down, waiting for An Ning to wash up.
At this time, I realized that Yang Yi gave me a business card last night, asking me to go to him if I am free today.
I pressed my hand towards the pocket, and a piece of stiff paper was caught in a very tight and small pocket. I pulled it out and took a look.
Ancient and modern teahouses.
If this business card hadn't been handed to me by Yang Yi, I would definitely have thought it was a small advertisement for this teahouse.
The business card also stated the location and location of the teahouse, as well as the landline phone number in the store and the mobile phone number of the store manager.
As soon as I saw the word "teahouse", I thought of the old couple I saw yesterday.
They were standing at the door of a teahouse, communicating with a middle-aged man. At that time, An Ning and I were a certain distance from them, so I didn't notice the signboard and name of that teahouse.
"An Ning, will you and I go to the same place later?"
I craned my neck and called out to An Ning in the bathroom, asking for her opinion.
She was wearing a headscarf, applying makeup to herself with a powder puff in her hand, poking her head out of the bathroom, her hands were not idle.
"Where are you going? Aren't you going to the palace area today?"
I shook my head, flicked the business card on my finger towards her, and said, "I won't go there, I will go to the palace area tomorrow, and I will go to the teahouse later."
"ha?"
Her hand holding the lipstick trembled, and she looked at me in disbelief.
Why go to the teahouse
I picked up my bag and urged her as if ready to go, "Hurry up, let's go down and have breakfast."
An Ning speeded up her movements, with a puzzled face on her face, I know she doesn't understand why I went to the teahouse, but what happened last night... I'd better not tell her for now.
…
When An Ning and I stood on the familiar snack street and in front of the ancient and modern teahouse, we both stopped.
I looked at this familiar facade, it was indeed the place where I saw the old couple and the middle-aged man yesterday.
An Ning's memory is very good, she also recognized this teahouse at once, pointed her finger, and said in surprise: "This is not..."
I nodded and walked towards the door without any further explanation. An Ning glanced at me and followed.
The air conditioner was turned on in the teahouse, but it was not turned on very high. It was a little stuffy, and there was a faint tea fragrance inside, with a hint of warmth. On the woven chair, whispering, in the corner of the reception hall, a radio that does not look very new, streaming out antique music.
"welcome."
When the middle-aged man saw us coming in, he immediately came up to welcome us.
I looked around, but I didn't see Yang Yi.
"How many people?"
The middle-aged man asked enthusiastically, the voice was neither low nor high, enough for me to hear, and at the same time, it would not make other customers feel noisy.
"I'm here to find someone."
I replied, and subconsciously glanced at his appearance, my eyes widened slightly.
The appearance of this middle-aged man is somewhat similar to Yang Yi's.
I handed him the business card in my hand, he obviously didn't expect me to make such an action, and took the business card.
"I'm here to find Yang Yi."
He froze for a moment, fell silent, didn't speak, looked at me suspiciously, I smiled at him: "Yang Yi asked me to come to him today."
Before the middle-aged man could speak, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"Dad, grandpa and grandma are calling you for something."
Yang Yi was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt with a big mouth monkey, shorts on his lower body, and flip-flops on his feet. He walked over while yawning as he grabbed his messy hair like a chicken coop.
Seeing him like this, I almost choked on my own saliva.
This contrast is a bit too big! When I saw him yesterday, he was still a neat white-faced boy, what is going on with his current appearance just waking up...
The bad water in my stomach began to churn, and I noticed that he hadn't noticed my presence yet, so I reached out and greeted him.
"Yang Yi, it's me!"
Yang Yi's body froze, and the hand holding his hair froze on his head. His head was like a robot, and he looked towards me moment by moment. When he saw me, his face changed instantly. up! I saw a blush running towards his face at an extremely fast speed!
"Wang..." He only called out the word, and I knew what he wanted to call me, so I quickly gave him a wink, and he covered his mouth with both hands wisely.
An expression called "embarrassment" appeared on his face. Yang Yi didn't dare to look at me, but pointed to the door behind the counter, and said softly, "You all come in together."
I smiled and nodded towards the middle-aged man, and Yang Yi's address to him confirmed what I thought in my heart.
"Hello, Uncle Yang."
Uncle Yang also showed a kind smile on his face: "Are you Xiaoyi's friends? Come in together."
…
Before entering the door, Uncle Yang gave instructions to the clerk, and An Ning and I walked towards the house.
Behind the door is a clean corridor with a wooden floor, so clean and bright that I don't know where to start.
"You don't need to change your shoes, just go in."
Uncle Yang patted me on the back and motioned for me to go in directly. I saw the shoe cabinet next to the door with slippers on it, but since Uncle Yang said so.
There were rooms at both ends of the corridor, some with closed doors and some with open doors, only at the end of the room came the voice of an old couple.
The sound alone was enough for me to distinguish the people inside.
The world is really small, the old couple who spoke strange words, the hermaphrodite Yang Yi, and this teahouse are all closely connected at this moment.
"Old man, I don't want to stay here, go back, this place is not good at all."
"Old woman, nothing will happen if I'm here. Look here, how beautiful it has become, and how beautiful the houses outside are. Don't worry about the old things anymore."
The voice of the old man humming and chirping came, mixed with the heavy sound of chairs dragging on the wooden floor.
"You, old man, if it weren't for you, how could our Xiaoyi bear so many responsibilities, huh? You have the nerve to say that history has passed, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I'm really mad at you gone."
The old woman's angry voice came into my ears, and I could see Uncle Yang smiling shyly at me, a little embarrassed and more nervous.
I waved my hand indifferently and walked in.
"Old woman..."
The two old people were sitting on the sofa, and the old man was holding the hand of the old woman, arguing with each other there.
They are like two old urchins, trying to fight for the one where I win and you lose, but the two old hands are firmly held together.
Suddenly, their voices stopped, and the old man was stunned when he saw me standing at the entrance of the hall.
Because of this, the old grandma stopped her words of reproach, and looked at me with those cloudy eyes.
"Hey, you're not that..." She raised her hand, pointed at me and asked doubtfully, "Little girl, why are you here? You can't come in."
Yang Yi and Uncle Yang walked in and explained.
"Grandpa, grandma, I called them here."
Le Lao suddenly became at a loss. He didn't know where to put his hands. He glanced at his wife and muttered a few words in a very soft voice, but I still heard them vaguely.
"Look, it's a joke again. It's not... those words just now..."
He looked at me with some concerns, and asked, "Did you hear everything just now?"
I didn't want to deceive them, so I nodded. At this time, Le Lao's face turned dark, while Yang Lao made a look of "I don't know anything", tilted his body, and left his back to us .
"Dad, Mom."
Uncle Yang smiled wryly, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward for a moment.