When they separated, Jiang Kuo saw a little girl beside her who was raising her head and staring at them intently. Jiang Kuo smiled at her, but the little girl still looked at him motionless.
"Don't stare at others," the little girl's mother quickly turned her face away with her hands, "It's impolite."
The little girl's face was crowded into a ball in her mother's hands, and she tried to turn her head here.
Duan Feifei waved at her: "Goodbye."
"Have you packed your room?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"The windows are bright and clean," Duan Feifei walked out with him. "Before the cannons left, they should have cleaned up once, just wiped the dust and mopped the floor."
"How do I get back?" Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone, "A taxi?"
Duan Feifei clicked his tongue and pressed his hand holding the phone: "How can we let Uncle Kuo take a taxi and pick him up in a special car?"
"What special car?" Jiang Kuo was stunned for a while, but suddenly became very interested, "Is it your uncle's pickup truck?"
"What are you thinking! The truck can't get here, are you saying I can pick you up in a truck!" Duan Feifei pushed him into the parking lot and raised his hand in front of him, "It's my boyfriend's car."
Jiang Kuo saw the car key in his hand and smiled: "Has the car been washed? It's been parked there and hasn't been opened for a long time."
"You don't need to wash it," said Duan Feifei, "I parked the car in the parking lot of our market before, and I parked it next to Uncle Huang's hut. It's safe. There isn't even a shed in the parking lot. If it snows, I have to pay for it. You pick up the car."
"Small paragraph, thoughtful." Jiang Kuo patted him.
"Are you driving?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Go ahead," Jiang Kuo stuffed the suitcase into the back seat, "I'm so sleepy, I'm not fully awake yet."
"Okay." Duan Feifei got into the car.
Jiang Kuo opened the car door, didn't get into the co-pilot, got in and knelt on the chair, and threw himself on Duan Feihan over there.
There was only so much space in the car, and Jiang Kuo's posture was a bit strenuous, but he insisted on holding the headrest behind Duan Feifei with one hand and the cab door with the other, and turned to look at Duan Feifei: "Did you miss me?"
Duan Feifei didn't speak, just smiled and sighed softly.
The breath swept over his face, with a faint sweet scent.
Then he raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Kuo's neckline, pulled it forward slightly, and kissed him on the lips.
The wound on Duan Feifei's mouth was basically healed, and it tasted no trace, warm and soft.
A nearby car honked its horn.
Jiang Kuo's hand holding the car door trembled and slid down sharply.
Duan Feifei quickly grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and pulled it up, Jiang Kuo was so restrained that he wanted to cough a little.
"Come on," he turned to look beside him, someone was about to get into the car, "scare me."
"Sit down," Duan Feifei patted his face, "this is the parking lot, there are many people."
Jiang Kuo snorted and sat back to the co-pilot.
The person in the car next to him opened the door and looked at them, so he opened the door and sat in the car.
Jiang Kuo directly lowered the car window and turned to look over there.
"Okay," Duan Feifei started the car, "Close the window, it's not cold."
Jiang Kuo waited until he drove the car out of the parking space and turned the corner so that he couldn't see the car at all before closing the window.
"Let's go to Niu San Dao for dinner later," Duan Feifei said, "Old aunt cooked beef bone soup for you."
"Damn it," Jiang Kuo immediately touched his stomach, "That's great."
"Are you hungry?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's okay, it's a little bit," Jiang Kuo sniffed, "I just smelled a sweet scent, the smell of sugar, did you put aromatherapy in the car?"
"Which aromatherapy smells like peanut candy!" Duan Feifei said.
"Peanut candy?" Jiang Kuo immediately sat up straight, "Where is it?"
"It's in my bag." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo took his bag and opened it. There was a small glass lunch box inside.
The moment he opened the package, he smelled a strong fragrance. He opened the lunch box, and inside was a neatly sized peanut candy, each piece glowing with an oily light, and it looked delicious.
"This is too fragrant." Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand to take it, hesitated and then retracted his hand. He held the lunch box to his mouth and wanted to take a piece, but the sugar was arranged so close that he couldn't put his mouth down.
Duan Feifei sighed: "There are disposable gloves in the bag, specially prepared for those who are particular about it."
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo took out the gloves, took them apart, put them on, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed a couple of bites and closed his eyes, "Well—"
"Is it delicious?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's delicious, very fragrant," Jiang Kuo said while eating, "I've never eaten peanut candy, it's much more delicious than I thought."
"If you eat too much, you will get tired." Duan Feifei said.
"I loved to eat it when I was young." Jiang Kuo took another piece.
"I loved meat when I was young," said Duan Feifei, "but I like to watch people make these, all kinds of sugar, maltose, peanut candy, pine candy, sachima..."
"Is there any in the market?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "It's usually only found in the market, and now it's gone in the market."
"Why?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"It's unsanitary," said Duan Feifei, "and there are so many snacks that children can eat, who would eat these."
"Unsanitary..." Jiang Kuo looked at the peanut candy in the lunch box.
"Uncle Song's pot is still clean," Duan Feifei said, "rest assured to eat."
Jiang Kuo laughed.
When the car approached the destination, the surrounding streets and buildings became familiar. The scenery that I always saw when I was walking around the school, I felt that I had no impression, but when I saw it, I could recognize it at a glance.
"Yang Ke didn't go home for the new year," Jiang Kuo looked out when the car turned into the community, "I don't know if he lived here or went to his girlfriend's place."
"Here." Duan Feifei said.
"Have you met him?" Jiang Kuo turned around.
"Well," Duan Feifei said, "I ran into him in the morning when I came to clean up. The room he rented was four buildings away from the Cannon, but he didn't see his girlfriend."
"His family is dying of sorrow," Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei was waiting for Jiang Kuo to tell him about opening the store, but Jiang Kuo didn't say anything. He was busy eating peanut candy. When the car stopped at the entrance of the corridor, he had eaten two layers of peanut candy in the lunch box.
"Are you full?" Duan Feifei sighed.
"It's okay," Jiang Kuo said, "there is still room for a big meal in my stomach."
Duan Feifei smiled, opened the door and got out of the car.
Jiang Kuo's suitcase was a bit bigger than the one he took when he went home. It is estimated that he brought a lot of clothes. Now that the young master has saved a lot, he didn't plan to go directly to the mall to buy it.
"I haven't even been in his rented house before," Jiang Kuo stood at the elevator entrance, "How many floors?"
"On the tenth floor," said Duan Feifei, "the big light sign at the main entrance of the market can be seen from the balcony."
"Is it that close?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Are you stupid?" Duan Feifei said, "Isn't it tall enough?"
"Wow," Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at him, "It's only been a few days, and you already think I'm stupid?"
"It's not just now." Duan Feifei said, "Since you slept on the recliner, you've been disgusted."
"I was inexperienced in life," Jiang Kuo said.
"It's not comprehensive," said Duan Feifei, "it should be due to lack of life experience but enough money."
Jiang Kuo laughed.
The elevator door behind him opened, and an aunt came out.
Jiang Kuo was dragging his suitcase to go in, but his aunt stopped him and looked at them up and down: "How many floors do you have?"
Jiang Kuo didn't answer, just looked at her.
"Auntie, we're on the tenth floor." Duan Feifei poked Jiang Kuo's waist lightly, he knew that such a rude attitude to stop people asking questions would make Jiang Kuo uncomfortable.
"The tenth floor?" Auntie still stared at them suspiciously, "Which door? I know all the tenth floor, but I haven't seen you."
"I haven't seen you either." Jiang Kuo pulled her hand away and entered the elevator.
"Second door, Auntie." Duan Feifei also got into the elevator.
The aunt followed the elevator again, and Jiang Kuo turned to look at her in shock: "Why?"
"The second door is the one with dogs, and I take a dog into the elevator every day!" The aunt stared at them, "He's gone home, and no one is home now."
"We are Hu Zhenyu's friends." Duan Feifei said, originally he wanted to be nice and not offend the neighbors, but his aunt's bad attitude towards Benben made him very uncomfortable.
After hearing Hu Zhenyu's name, the aunt's face softened, but only for a second: "Then you come to live?"
Duan Feifei didn't answer her question: "Auntie, I'm going to press the floor. Do you want to go out or go upstairs?"
"Oh, it's annoying," the aunt suddenly frowned again, "Didn't he live alone, one at a time, one at a time, and they're all young people, don't make a fuss, whoever rented the house would Who should live!"
Duan Feifei pressed the button on the tenth floor.
After the elevator moved, the aunt shouted and hurried over to press the door button.
But the elevator door didn't open.
"No! What's wrong with you!" The aunt was very angry, "What is this for!"
"Go upstairs." Jiang Kuo said.
"You..." Auntie pointed at him.
Duan Feifei slapped the aunt's hand away with a slap: "Auntie, why don't you tell the landlord if you have something to do? We can't tell you, the landlord's house is a normal two-bedroom, let alone one or two, just It's none of your business to live in a family, you know?"
Grandma stared at him.
"It's useless to stare at me," Duan Feifei said, "or you can stare at the landlord."
When the elevator reached the tenth floor, when they got out of the elevator, the aunt pointed at them in the elevator: "Bullying people, right? Yes, I will call the police later."
"Yes, take up the weapon of the law," Duan Feihan nodded, "Let's see if you can stab us."
The elevator door closed, and Aunt's voice slowly disappeared as the elevator descended.
"My God," Jiang Kuo said, "what kind of neighbors are these? You were so damn good at first."
"Don't you have to stay here for a few days," Duan Feifei took out his key, "It's not appropriate to have a fight with someone as soon as you come in, this kind of old lady is usually fine, she can stare at you all day when she's on the bar. It's not enough to bother you."
"Then you haven't been kind to the end," Jiang Kuo thought and smiled again, "You're still mad at her."
"Salute first, then soldiers," Duan Feifei opened the door, "It's definitely not good for her to scold Ben Ben first, because Ben Ben can't get into the elevator, can Cannon take it down the stairs ten floors?"
"I was just a little worried that she would rush out to tear you up later." Jiang Kuo entered the room.
"I'm afraid of farts, let me tell you," Duan Feifei opened the curtains in the living room, "I had a fight with the old lady at the market."
"When?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and looked at him in surprise.
"When I was in fifth grade." Duan Feifei said.
"Duan Yingjun, you are a real cow." Jiang Kuo put the suitcase against the wall and began to wander around the room.
Cannon's house is okay, with good lighting, and the view from the balcony is also good, without any obstruction.
Jiang Kuo moved from the living room to the bedroom, and then moved to another empty room, where there was a wooden puppy kennel. Before Benben, the treatment here was not bad, but he actually lived in a single room.
"Are you satisfied?" Duan Feifei asked, leaning against the door.
"Can you change it for me if you're not satisfied?" Jiang Kuo said.
"If you are not satisfied, you can only live on the third floor of Niu San Dao." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo laughed: "That's not satisfactory."
"Okay, then you can stay at my place at night," Duan Feifei said. "Before you go to bed, fight first. Whoever wins will sleep in the bed."
Jiang Kuo remembered that Duan Feifei had a single bed in the room.
But it's not impossible to force two people to sleep, you can sleep by squeezing...
Although neither of them planned to carry out this plan, he couldn't help but imagine it.
"What are you thinking?" Duan Feifei asked.
Jiang Kuo said nothing, cleared his throat, squeezed past Duan Feifei, and returned to the living room.
"Have you changed the sheets and covers?" he suddenly remembered, "I can't do it myself."
"Who changed the bed in your dormitory for you?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It was a cannon when I first went there, but when it was cold, it was Tang Li who helped me to change it..." Jiang Kuo walked into the bedroom, saw the pillows and quilt neatly placed on the bed, reached out and touched it, the sheets should be is new.
"When Cannon left, the sheets and quilts were washed, and the quilts were dried and put in the cabinet, so I just took out a set," Duan Feifei said, "The conditions at Cannon's house are pretty good, so why is it not like you? such a waste?"
"He lives on campus all the time, so he can't be trash." Jiang Kuo took off his coat and threw himself on the bed.
The mattress was very thick and soft, and when he lay down on it, he felt like he was falling on jelly. He stretched out comfortably and turned his head to look at Duan Feifei: "Little Duan."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei tilted his head.
"Come on," Jiang Kuo patted his hand beside him, "be gentle."
Duan Feifei came over with a smile: "These words are all used."
"Wenya," Jiang Kuo said, "hurry up!"
Duan Feifei also threw himself on the bed, lay beside him, and turned his head to look at him: "Is that so?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo smiled, reached out and touched Duan Feifei's face, "So handsome."
"That is, their name is to express vision," Duan Feifei said, "my name is to state facts."
Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time.
After laughing, he didn't speak, just stared at Duan Feifei, his fingers lightly traced on his face, along the brow bone, the bridge of the nose, and the lips.
Duan Feifei didn't speak, the corner of his mouth was always smiling.
"Is it itchy?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's alright," Duan Feifei said, "if you suddenly pounce, control the direction, my mouth is just right."
"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo said.
Before Duan Feifei could speak, he suddenly propped up his arms on the bed, jumped up with the elasticity of the mattress, knelt on the bed, and then pulled Duan Feifei's arm back.
"Ah..." Duan Feifei shouted, and turned over following his strength, "Okay, if you don't slap your mouth, take off your arms..."
Jiang Kuo rushed over.
This time, he was still very careful, resting his hands on the bed, and only after aiming at Duan Feifei's mouth and kissed him.
I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that Duan Feifei was sweet, just like the sweetness of peanut candy.
Duan Feifei reached into his clothes and stopped at his waist.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo put the tip of his nose against his ear.
Duan Feifei tilted his head, his breath swept across his auricle, and the electric current he brought was instantly connected to the temperature on his waist.
Jiang Kuo pinched Duan Feifei's waist, feeling that he couldn't hear anything except his own breathing and heartbeat.
…
Duan Feifei's mobile phone was on the living room table, and this was the second time it rang.
Jiang Kuo couldn't remember when it rang for the first time, only that it had rang once.
He closed his eyes: "Don't you answer the phone?"
"I want to pick it up," Duan Feihan's fingers swiped lightly on his eyelashes, back and forth, "It's probably the old aunt, maybe the beef bone soup has been stewed..."
"Then take it." Jiang Kuo said.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei finally stopped scanning his eyelashes, sighed, stunned for two seconds as if he had made up his mind, then jumped up and got out of bed.
"Duan Ling will be here soon," the old aunt said on the phone. "Have you two been there? Come back after you put your luggage."
"Well, just arrived," Duan Feifei glanced at the bedroom, Jiang Kuo had already got out of bed, "I'll go back after cleaning up."
"Okay, I'll make noodles when I see someone," the old aunt said, "or it'll be too much."
Jiang Kuo came out, and Duan Feifei hung up the phone and looked at him: "Let's pack up and go."
"I'll take a shower." Jiang Kuo leaned over and kissed him on the face.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
After Jiang Kuo entered the bathroom, he returned to the bedroom, tidied up the bed, flattened the sheets, and put the quilt away.
After returning to his original state, he stood on the edge of the bed for a long time, and there was a buzzing sound in his head, like tinnitus, excited and confused.
After Jiang Kuo came out of the bath, he also went to take a bath, and then he was able to get out of his previous state.
"Let's go?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Let's go." Duan Feifei rubbed his face.
"I brought a bottle of my dad's wine to my uncle and aunt." Jiang Kuo took out a bag from the suitcase and took out a bottle of wine whose packaging had been discolored, "My dad said it's ok for cellaring old wine. ."
"Is this ceremony a little too heavy?" Duan Feifei said.
"He has a bunch of them," Jiang Kuo said. "If you just look at it and don't drink it, don't you give it away and keep it as a family heirloom?"
"Uncle and aunt will be frightened." Duan Feifei said, "I don't even know how to return the gift."
"This is my gift back." Jiang Kuo said.
"Sauce beef, such a good wine?" Duan Feifei said.
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo said, "Mr. Jiang loves that beef in sauce."
Duan Feifei was silent for a while. He didn't know what to do. Taking this wine back would definitely scare old uncle and auntie. Uncle is a drinker. At first glance, he knew that this wine was not cheap, and he had nowhere to buy it if he had money. .
But if not...
"It seems like... it's not suitable, right?" Jiang Kuo thought about it.
"Otherwise," Duan Feifei said, "you can get this wine back to me."
"Shameless, you," Jiang Kuo looked at him and said with a smile, "It's not suitable for Uncle, but it's suitable for you, right?"
"Yeah," Duan Feifei nodded, "The wine is on hold. If you have a chance to pick it up later, you can go to the store outside and pick up two ordinary bottles."
Jiang Kuo thought for a while: "Alright, then this is your dowry."