The city is very small, and it took more than half an hour to drive to the cemetery area on the outskirts of the city.

Zhou Chenyu is an amazing person. Sometimes he looks naive and naive, but sometimes he seems to have a sense of proportion. For example, now, after Yan Chao parked his car at the entrance of the cemetery, Zhou Chenyu sat in the car very wisely, and did not shout that he would accompany Yan Chao to visit his family's grave.

Even when Yan Chao took out two bunches of lilies from the back seat of the car, Zhou Chenyu didn't raise any doubts about the number of bouquets.

Until half an hour later, when Yan Chao returned to the car, Zhou Chenyu didn't have any intention to spy on his privacy.

Yan Chao drove the car all the way back, and the scenery outside the window gradually transitioned from the desolate suburbs to the city scenery.

His hometown is a small city in the fourth and fifth tiers. It is far from the bustling scene of high-rise buildings and endless rivers in Beijing, but it is located at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, with blue sky and white clouds, beautiful scenery, and a slow-paced life. beautiful.

Zhou Chenyu kept looking out of the window, and then suddenly said, "This is where you grew up."

This kind of life in a border town in the northwest is something that Zhou Chenyu, a young master in Beijing who grew up in a hutong, has never experienced, and is unimaginable.

Yan Chao nodded: "Apart from being a little behind, it's actually not too different from Beijing."

Zhou Chenyu turned to look at him, and after a long while, she couldn't help but ask, "So you've been alone since you were eighteen years old?"

Yan Chao said lightly: "Otherwise, why do you think I have mastered so many home skills?"

In the sweltering heat of that year, when Yan Chao and thousands of graduates experienced the Black June together, he finally lived up to his grandmother's hope and was admitted to a prestigious school with the best grades.

However, before he received the admission letter, he unexpectedly ushered in the death of the only relative around him.

That gloomy summer seemed like a coming-of-age gift from God.

However, after experiencing great grief, Yan Chao still had to work hard to sort out his mood, and then walk the next road alone.

Zhou Chenyu was silent for a while, but in the end she didn't speak, she just sighed faintly.

Yan Chao couldn't help but ask him, "Why didn't you ask where my parents went?"

Zhou Chenyu shook her head: "You will naturally tell me what you want to say."

Yan Chao still said calmly, "I don't have parents."

Zhou Chenyu raised her eyes and looked at his angular profile. After a while, she comforted: "It's okay, I haven't seen my parents for more than 20 years, and I don't even remember what they looked like. Better not have it."

Yan Chao was dumbfounded by his words, but he felt that Zhou Chenyu suddenly broke the atmosphere that had been rather oppressive. He smiled helplessly: "Are you so comforting?"

Zhou Chenyu sighed: "We are both little cabbages whose father doesn't care for their mother and doesn't love them. From now on, I will be as good to you as my own brothers."

Although he felt an indescribable touch in his heart, Yan Chao couldn't stand his numb and unknowing tone, and said with disgust, "This sentence is too crude, it's true."

Zhou Chenyu changed her words eloquently: "In the future, I will be as good to you as my own daughter-in-law."

Yan Chao: "..."

Chapter 15

The "home" that Yan Chao took Zhou Chenyu back to was still the small house where he and his grandmother lived together.

The room was small, only about 60 square meters. Later, after grandma left, Yan Chao also went to school in Beijing, so the room was naturally empty.

Now he has no relatives here, and the distance is far away, so he can't go home once a year, but he still invites his aunt to come and clean it every week.

Therefore, although the room is small, it is bright, clean and spacious. Only in such an atmosphere can Yan Chao reluctantly find a sense of "home" that he has not seen for a long time.

Yan Chao packed Xinjiang-style chicken from the restaurant. After the two of them had eaten, Zhou Chenyu still asked, "When will I be able to eat the chicken that my brother Xiaoyan made by himself?"

Yan Chao said angrily, "I'll treat you to a big plate of chicken tonight."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he didn't know when he had been infected by Zhou Chenyu and became such a person with a bad export.

Sure enough, Zhou Chenyu tutted deliberately: "Brother Xiaoyan, I remember you were a decent gentleman last week, how did you become like this after only a week?"

Yan Chao sighed, "Those who are close to you are yellow."

After dinner, it was getting late, and Yan Chao started to arrange the room, only to realize that there were two bedrooms in the house. After grandma left, the bed she was staying in had been removed. The bedroom can sleep.

Yan Chao simply said, "I sleep on the sofa."

Zhou Chenyu said, "How can we do that? Isn't this arrogant."

Yan Chao: "It's not used like that."

Zhou Chenyu thought for a while, nodded and said, "By the way, the dove occupies the magpie's nest."

Yan Chao glanced at him angrily: "Then you sleep on the sofa?"

Zhou Chenyu glanced at Yan Chao's double bed and said, "Your bed is big enough anyway, I don't mind squeezing with you all night."

Yan Chao: "I don't mind."

Zhou Chenyu gave him a pitiful look: "What do you mind? We've slept for so long, but I've never snored in my sleep, you know best."

Yan Chao was inexplicable: "Who slept with you?"

Zhou Chenyu lowered her eyes and sighed faintly: "Bah, scumbag, I haven't slept before, and I'm ruthless."

Yan Chao: "..."

Zhou Chenyu: "Give you one last chance to save me."

Yan Chao: "...Why do you want to sleep with me so much?"

Zhou Chenyu: "It's obviously you who asked me to eat big plate chicken."

Yan Chao: "...do you really want to eat it?"