But when I walked on the winding stone bridge over the water, I didn't feel that these were all signs of decline. Withered in autumn, the thick ice surface in winter will spread a large area of rich green when the river opens in the coming year.
Summer passes and autumn comes, year after year.
She turned around and walked backwards, looking at Zhou Shengchen, two or three steps away behind her. Whether it was him who could make hundreds of thousands of soldiers kneel down with a single wave of his hand, or he who walked along the white stone bridge with his hands in his trouser pockets in front of him, there was no substitute.
Shi Yi was smiling, and he also smiled slightly.
"I... really don't suit your family."
He didn't care much: "I'm not suitable either."
"Have you been like this since childhood?"
He laughed: "Similar to you since you were a kid, not very gregarious."
She thought that he knew everything about herself, and she felt a little uncomfortable: "How detailed is my information in your hand?" "How detailed?" Zhou Shengchen recalled slightly, "The details are so detailed that you like to drink coffee and add milk. Unsweetened."
It's really very detailed.
He already knew this when the two met for the first time, before they even met for the second time.
After a brief contact in Xi'an, she has been completely and transparently familiar with him, and he has always been a mystery to her. Every time, even every day, she will notice that all she knew in the past is an illusion.
She stopped slowly, and Zhou Shengchen naturally stopped.
"You used to live in such an environment, are you used to it?"
Politics, minerals, land, jewelry, drugs and arms deals.
She felt that these were against his values.
"Me?" He seemed to think about what to say, and was silent for a while, "I am not used to it, nor do I like it, but I can't get rid of it. Blood relationship is the only interpersonal relationship that can't be gotten rid of. I like a simple life."
She hummed and joked softly: "You like Venus better than the earth where you live."
He was amused by her, lowered his voice, and said in a serious tone: "But first of all, we must protect the land under our feet. If the land under our feet can't be guarded, the compatriots will have no backing for survival, right?"
Shi Yi followed his words and thought a lot.
After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, it's like... In the past, Jews were slaughtered because they didn't have their own country."
She thought, she understood the meaning of Zhou Shengchen.
Even if you have immigrated for several generations, you are still Chinese.
No matter where you live in the world, if you don't have a strong motherland, you will be precarious at any time.
Shi Yi looked at him for a while, stretched out his hand, and patted his heart lightly: "Your heart is packed with too many things, I only need to take a small part."
She and he ate dinner in their yard.
This is also the past month, it is rare for two people to sit quietly and eat together. Shi Yi deliberately prescribed a simple prescription and made him a medicated diet. Zhou Shengchen seemed to be very repulsive of the taste of Chinese medicine. The moment he took it, his expression turned out to be like a teenage boy. She was surprised to guess: "When you were a kid, did you eat too much and you were psychologically resisted?"
He bowed his head and continued to drink the hot soup.
The feeling that seems reluctant to admit.
The corners of her mouth moved slightly, as if she was smiling: "Just admit it if you're afraid of taking medicine."
He looked up again, and his plain expression was restored: "Well, I don't like it very much."
Serious and unsmiling.
She couldn't hide her good mood, and made fun of him again.
Uncle Lin couldn't help but laugh when he saw it. It's rare to see the young master being forced to admit his weakness.
Zhou Shengchen coughed softly and said softly: "Okay, if you make trouble again, the family law will be executed."
"Family law?" She blurted out, suddenly suddenly.
The ambiguous, but loving words. He rarely said, but when he said it, she blushed.
She didn't dare to tease him anymore and started to eat her own meal.
Maybe it was his joke during the meal, maybe it was his different behavior today.
When she used to read a book on weekdays, she couldn't feel relieved anymore. Sitting at the desk by the window, Zhou Shengchen was everywhere. He leaned back on the sofa, sitting slightly casual, wearing a simple shirt and trousers. With his arm on one side, he unconsciously played with the tassel of the sofa cushion, quietly, looking very engaged.
She moved, trying to devote herself to her book.
"What's the time?"
"Huh?" She turned her head.
He looked at her: "Have something on my mind?"
"No," she said casually, "have I been reading a book?"
"You move every two minutes," he smiled slightly, exposing her, "it's not like reading a book."
"I..." She tried her best to think of an excuse, but turned to think, but also smiled, "Here, you didn't read the book seriously, you know that I have been restless."
He raised his eyebrows: "Let me see, what book you are reading tonight."
She hummed, walked over with the book, and put the book on his lap.
He was suddenly grabbed by his waist and pressed directly on the sofa. The sudden movement shocked her. The shock has just dissipated, and he has already felt his body sticking to his body, and there has been a noticeable change long ago.
The heat slowly came close to her neck and chest, and she quickly closed her eyes, contemplative.
He took her to bed.