However, he was still wondering more about Professor Kong, that is, Su Wen's mother, why did he keep looking at him, his eyes were a little strange.

What does this kind of look say? It seems that the other person treats himself as a specimen, and his eyes are like an X-ray, which can be used to check the body.

It wasn't just a marrow attack on me, Lin Yi was frightened and creepy when he suddenly had an idea.

At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly felt that sympathy is sympathy, help is help, and this place should be less coming in the future.

After a half year of separation, when Lin Yi entered the second floor of Shaoshi Bookstore, Na Zhen was lazily reading newspapers on the sofa, with a blue headband, scattered with black hair, like a girl from the Republic of China.

Seeing Lin Yi in a daze, Na Zhen glanced at the newspaper and put down the newspaper. When he stood up, he still said, "You are finally back, I'm hungry."

"You are hungry, I'm not hungry." Just after returning from the teacher's specialist, Mr. Zou's cooking skills ate his stomach.

"I've had a meal until now." Na Zhen stood there one meter in front of him with a smile, as if you were to cook for me quickly.

"If I don't come back, you will starve to death?" Lin Yixin had a ghost.

Na Zhen was as domineering as a child, and he didn't speak. He walked over and pulled him to the refrigerator, opened it and said, "It cost me a lot of money to buy these vegetables. You have to be more careful."

It was full of meat, lamb, beef, ham, tsk, Lin Yi was greasy after seeing it.

"How long have you been eating meat?" It's hard to say whether other things are expensive. You can tell whether they are expensive depends on the oil and meat quality of the ham, and you will know that it's not cheap.

The food was cooked, but the dishes were waiting, and Lin Yi was convinced. After a long time of separation, he once again turned into a chef.

"Are you really planning to leave CCTV in the future?" While stewing mutton, Lin Yi finally took the time to ask the person who had been standing beside him.

"I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination and stay at Peking University to teach. This kind of busy and intriguing days in the office are not suitable for my character. But I am still considering it, and the specific ones must be carefully measured."

He said casually, and wanted to lift the lid of the pot to see if he could eat it. He looked really hungry, especially under the stimulation of the mutton aroma.

But Lin Yi's hand was not slow either, so he directly pressed her hand to prevent her from opening it. At first, the two of them struggled like they were when they were young, one wanted to see and the other didn't give it.

But, rubbing, slowly, both of them stopped talking.

At this moment, time stopped, the wind stopped, and the rain left, and silent, a breath arose.

Looking at this side face that was so close and smelling the faint fragrance of a woman, Lin Yi moved lightly, reached out and hugged her gently from behind, hugging this woman who has lived under her "shadow" since childhood.

Na Zhen neither had the stiffness of his imagination nor the struggle he had expected. After a long time, he said, "You are getting more and more courageous. When you were a child, you will definitely trick you into the wilderness and beat you up."

"I have lost for decades, so I have to win once, right?" As he said that, he wrapped his hand around her and pressed tighter, pressing her back tightly. There was no gap between the two of them at this time.

Feeling the heat on his side, Na Zhen's raised right hand wanted to push him away, but when he was about to fall in the air, he paused and put it down, and then said, "You really won't let me eat?"

"Eat, eat, every time I become a cooking tool." She pecked her side face and let her go.

Dinner, one person watches, one person eats.

Lin Yi occasionally picked up a piece of food for her, but she didn't object and accepted it silently. Sometimes when the dishes were finished, she saw that Lin Yi had not picked up a piece, and said, "Do you want to leave it for yourself?"

While walking, I finally peed after holding on for a long time, and I became more and more heavy and faster, just like a summer storm.

The two of them, silently all the way, looked at each other and ran back.

When they ran back to the second floor, their hair was half wet. Na Zhen stroked his scattered hair and said, "If it weren't for the coldness of the body, they would have thought it was summer, and such rain in winter was rare."

"Yes, I thought it was dark for a long time." As he said that, Lin Yi took two towels and threw one for her before he began to wipe his hair.

"The clothes are half dry and half wet, please change them too." Na Zhen looked at the coats of the two.

"Okay, you can't cook food, but you're good at washing clothes."

Na Zhen rarely didn't argue with him, and changed into a big red cotton coat. When he came out, he took Lin Yi off the clothes on the sofa and took them to the bathroom.

I made a pot of tea, half lying down, turned on the radio, and watched her concentrate on washing clothes, feeling that life was just like this.

At night, thunder rolled in the sky, Lin Yi stood up and came to Nazhen's room, and the woman was leaning against the head of the bed with a brief history.

When he saw him in, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"You know, I'm afraid of thunder." As he said that, he closed the door with his backhand and was about to lift the quilt and go to bed.

pia, a very thick brief history was smashed, but fortunately Lin Yi hid quickly.

"I think you want to be struck by lightning." I scattered and lazily, raised my chin and signaled to the door.

"So cruel?"

The beautiful chin signaled again.

"Well, I'll tell you that I can spoil you if I go outside..."

"Will you help me outside?" Na Zhen directly cut off his words, looking arrogant.

"I can't even help you, how can I help?" Lin Yi leaned against the wall and continued with a desperate look:

"I told you, you have to be more accustomed to me and make me stronger, otherwise if you continue to be cowardly, you will definitely be bullied outside."

The woman squinted her eyes and smiled, and kicked the person who lifted the quilt like a gangster, "Just be strong enough, don't be too arrogant."

Lin Yi tried it many times this night, but she didn't eat it softly and hardly. At most, she could make herself contact her feet. Even if she wanted a little more, she could clearly feel her resistant aura like the Himalayas.

But in the end, Lin Yi was cheating for the sake of face. Under Na Zhen's smiling gaze, he moved the bed and quilt and directly hit the floor in a room.

The next morning, he was used to being awakened by the excitement outside. Lin Yi looked out from the quilt and saw Na Zhen tidying his hair in front of the dressing mirror.

"Aren't you going to your aunt and your uncle's house? Go and go early and go back early. Let's go back to the village today." Seeing Lin Yi's movement in the mirror, the woman lazily ordered.

"I don't want to move." Lin Yi looked at her beautiful figure with a side face, feeling still very sleepy.

"I want me to help you loosen your skin?" Na Zhen, who had a blue headband, walked over and sat at the head of the bed, squinting his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

"Hey, we're all like this, you're still treating me like this," Lin Yi muttered, then shook his head: "No, you're getting worse."

"Where is it?" Na Zhen stood up and was about to start lifting the quilt.

"I'm so unbearable?" Lin Yi rolled his eyes.

The woman squinted and smiled.

"You lift it up, I'm not wearing any clothes."

"I didn't see it when I was a kid." Zhenli was too lazy to pay attention.

“It’s different when I was a kid than when I was a big one.”

"What can be different? There is only a pair of scissors in the middle." As he said that, Na Zhen still stopped.

Lin Yi yawned and said, "That's right, you have read Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian with relish, and you will not avoid these."

"I'll count three times." The woman said with a smile, stretching out three fingers.

If she hadn't carefully sorted out the collar and wrinkled collar for herself before going out, Lin Yi would have thought that there was a demon king living in her home.

The uncle was still the same, and his spirit was trembling. He asked his health when he spoke, and asked his virginity if he spoke again. As for the most fulfilling career, he didn't mention it.

Lin Kai dissipated a cigarette and said, "You have you conquered that Zhen?"

"Conquer?" Lin Yi glanced at him from beginning to end: "I'm a bad guy, my brother?"

"No, it's as romantic as my uncle." Lin Kai still looked like a good person, but his words were so inconsistent.

"Don't talk about me, everyone is with each other."

After not seeing each other for half a year, my aunt felt a lot older and her face was covered with sparse wrinkles. I don’t know when it started, but there were many dark spots on her body and hands. Her speech was a little weaker than before, which was obviously insufficient.

When asked her the reason, the old man always said it was okay, but he just kept dreaming. At night, he dreamed that many old friends came to play with her.

My eldest uncle was still complaining: This woman has rested a lot in the past six months, and she doesn’t make a fuss anymore. She feels like her life is tasteless.

Lin Yi was silent, opened the box of memory, and suddenly felt sad.

Only then did I realize that this is "a person is about to die, and his words are good."

When Lin Yi went out after lunch, the whistling north wind blew on his body and didn't feel cold. Some things could not be told to outsiders, and he felt very worried.

I rode my bike to Yangming’s house. When talking about my aunt’s body, the latter shook his head depressedly: After a full body examination, the doctor said there was nothing wrong with it, but when the person is old, his body will definitely not be as energetic as before.

"In order to replenish the deficiency, she kept stewing ginseng black chicken, making tea with Gastrodia elata, and eating various tonics in a variety of ways, but she felt that it was not effective, and it was getting worse every day." Yangming, who was in his forties, was the most filial, and his words were Lin Yixin.

After leaving the train station, Lin Yi rode a motorcycle on the streets of Shao City. He could not feel the buildings on both sides or the pedestrians.

It seemed as if driving in the dark, surrounded by the aunt's face, from young to old, from noisy to quiet, and finally turned into a coffin...

"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so bad when you come back from the door?" Putting down the book, Na Zhen walked to the door and looked at Lin Yi who was changing his shoes.

Ignore her and threw herself on the sofa, staring at the ceiling dryly. After a long time, I said to the people around me, "I won't leave now, I'll go back tomorrow."

When he went to bed at night, Na Zhen was ready to get Lin Yi to pester him, but there was no movement in the middle of the night, and something was wrong.

After sorting out his pajamas, he walked into Lin Yi's room, but found that he was still lying in a daze. Na Zhen stood in front of the bed for a while, pondered for a while, and lifted the quilt and lay side by side with him on the head of the bed.

Na Zhen asked with a sideways, "Can you tell me what happened?"

"You said, my grandparents are all in their eighties. My grandfather has been counting for three generations. The minimum life span of males in the family is 83 years old. Why can't I put my aunt on it?"

My aunt loved her very much. Lin Yi often recalled the most difficult days when she was eight years old. She brought them here. Thinking of these, Lin Yi burst into tears.

It was silent all night, and the rules were also ruled all night, and the two of them didn't even touch their hands.

When he woke up the next day, he looked at the goose feathers floating outside the window and felt the indifference in the snowflakes. Lin Yi actually did not resist birth, old age, sickness and death.

But fear: This is obviously a living person in front of you, but you can think of the scene of her lying in the coffin...
To be continued...