The atmosphere fell into a downturn.

Jiang already wanted to cover himself with a quilt.

He bit his lips tightly, his heart pounding.

After a while, the body next to him moved.

The thing that poked his waist finally moved away.

While Jiang already heaved a sigh of relief, he still didn't dare to move at all.

Who knows what he would bump into if he moved.

Jiang already opened his eyes, and the eyeballs rolled around.

Wen Shiqing sighed, raised his arms and put him in his arms: "Go to sleep, I won't touch you."

There are no measures here, Wen Shiqing will not let Jiang Ji do such a dangerous thing.

As a person who had coveted Wen Shiqing's body for a long time, Jiang Ji was naturally greedy, but at the critical moment he backed down again.

After all, it was the first time, he had no experience, and he still had some fear of the unknown.

He nodded, nestled obediently into Wen Shiqing's arms, avoided the heat source, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Wen Shiqing said he wouldn't touch him, so he really wouldn't.

Jiang already thought about it heartlessly, and then fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up at dawn, there was no one next to him.

He touched it, but there was no temperature, it must have been walking for a long time.

Jiang had already dressed and left the house.

Grandma Jiang was busy making breakfast, and when she saw him get up, she raised her eyebrows and said, "You still know how to get up? Little Wen has already gotten up to help."

Jiang had been scolded for no reason and scratched his head: "Where's Uncle Wen?"

Grandma Jiang: "I'm busy in the kitchen, go and help me."

Jiang has already stepped into the kitchen.

In the crude kitchen, the man sat on the stool condescendingly, fiddling with the firewood in the stove.

Although it is not proficient in doing it, it is better because it is flexible in hands and feet, and it does not appear to be in a hurry.

Jiang stood at the door and looked at it for a while before walking in: "Let me see which family's gentleman is lighting the fire."

Wen Shiqing looked up at him, and said with a smile, "It can only belong to your family."

He said, "Look at the porridge in the pot."

Jiang had already lifted the lid of the pot and took a look. It was his favorite porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.

His eyes lit up, "It should be fine, turn off the fire."

After speaking, my stomach growled.

Wen Shiqing smiled: "Go and wash first, I'll serve it for you."

Jiang Jideng nodded immediately, and smiled and leaned over to kiss Wen Shiqing's side cheek: "I'm leaving, I'll come to try your handicraft in a while."

Wen Shiqing grabbed him by the collar, arrested him, bowed his head and kissed again and again before letting go: "Go."

Jiang already wiped his mouth, disgusted with Bala: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet, why are you so not clean?"

Wen Shiqing, who was accused, looked calm: "If you don't leave, don't leave."

Jiang was so frightened that he rushed out of the kitchen.

Grandma Jiang was packing her things outside, and she was going back to the hospital after breakfast.

Seeing that Jiang Ji was not stable at all, he reprimanded lightly: "It's not big or small all day long, watch your feet."

Jiang already made a face, and got into the bathroom.

After the three of them had finished their breakfast, Jiang Ji returned the quilt he borrowed yesterday to his neighbor and stuffed dozens of dollars as compensation for not washing it.

The neighbor beamed and said that Jiang was already promising.

Jiang was already a little guilty about this, but fortunately Wen Shiqing controlled himself last night, otherwise the gun would go off, and the quilt would be unreadable.

Back at the hospital, Jiang Ji added a bed next to Grandma Jiang.

Grandma Jiang thought about adding another one, otherwise where would Wen Shiqing sleep?

Wen Shiqing said very naturally: "It's fine for me and Xiao Jiang to squeeze together."

Grandma Jiang had no doubts about this, she nodded: "Xiao Jiang is skinny, the bed is big, he can be squeezed, but he doesn't sleep well."

Wen Shiqing: "It's okay, I sleep well."

Grandma Jiang smiled when she heard that: "Okay, okay, you can arrange it however you want."

Jiang Ji glanced at Wen Shiqing suspiciously, and then glanced up and down.

He suspected that Wen Shiqing was torturing himself.

He was full of desires when he stayed in the same bed last night, and if he stayed in the same bed every day, he would not be tortured to death?

Wen Shiqing seemed to have thought of this question as well, he paused for a moment: "There is a cooperation in the hotel not far away, so I can go and stay there too."

Grandma Jiang hesitated for a moment: "Will this be too troublesome?"

Jiang Ji said, "Yes, yes..."

Seeing his support, Wen Shiqing smiled helplessly: "No trouble, I will come here every day, just go to rest at night."

So the place of residence was decided.

For the next period of time, Wen Shiqing was dealing with official business in a corner of the ward, and Jiang Ji chatted with Grandma Jiang.

After dinner in the afternoon, Jiang Ji would take Wen Shiqing for a walk around.

He is not very familiar with the city, but the customs and habits are the same, so Jiang Ji has returned to his hometown, leading Wen Shiqing to eat and drink.

There is a river not far from the hospital. The river is not too fast, but rather slow. There are cruise ships buzzing on the river.

Jiang has seen someone throwing fairy sticks by the river.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the taste of the New Year in Jiangcheng is getting closer and closer.

With itchy hands, he went to buy a box of fairy sticks from the owner of the cart.

"Uncle Wen, can you play?" He acquiesced that Wen Shiqing was an old antique who didn't understand anything.

Wen Shiqing squeezed a fairy wand he handed over, and pressed the center of his eyebrows, not knowing what Jiang Ji took him for.

Jiang had already lit one, and the fireworks burst out immediately, flickering and splashing in mid-air.

The young couple by the river also hugged and kissed together.

Jiang Ji shook his head and bent his lips: "Uncle Wen, this is the first time someone has played with me."

Wen Shiqing was stunned for a moment: "You...have no friends?"

Jiang Ji was disappointed: "I don't have any friends. The children in the village say I'm a bastard, and they wish they could stay away from me."

He looked at Wen Shiqing through the light from the fairy wand: "But I have you now, so spend the holidays with me every year from now on."

He smiled and looked up at Wen Shiqing.

Wen Shiqing's throat was dry, and there was unconcealable pity in his eyes.

The fairy wand was like a flash in the pan, and it burned to the end in less than two minutes.

Wen Shiqing raised his hand and lightly patted the boy's cheek, and Jiang Ji raised his eyes to look at him.

The boy's eyes reflected the light not far away, as well as the man standing opposite him.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, lowered his head and gently touched the corner of the boy's mouth: "I wish I could find you sooner."

Jiang already raised his eyes and didn't pay attention to the man's words. He lightly licked the corner of Wen Shiqing's lips, and stuck out his tongue to hook him, like a lost lamb stepping into an unfamiliar territory.

He was tentatively probing, and took a step cautiously.

Then, he was hooped around the waist, kissing the corners of his lips, breathing in harmony, the boy's eyes were as bright as before, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

Some people were cheering not far away, and some people were holding a bonfire party.

Jiang Ji felt that the world was quiet, as if there were only him and Wen Shiqing.

In the evening, Jiang Ji and Wen Shiqing sat by the river, drinking two bottles of beer, and did not go back until the early hours of the morning.

Sometimes, that kind of peace is the hardest thing to come by.

The Spring Festival is coming as scheduled.

Jiangcheng is located in the south, so it is rainy and snow is hard to see. On New Year's Eve this year, some snowflakes as big as raindrops fell profusely.

With the approval of the doctor, Grandma Jiang can be discharged from the hospital for three days, but she must continue to be hospitalized for observation after three days.

Grandma Jiang was very happy. She stayed in the hospital. Although she had her own poker friends, she inevitably felt that she had no freedom.

Back in the village, Jiang already went to Uncle Wang's house at the entrance of the village to invite a pair of couplets.

Wen Shiqing gave him a stool, and he stepped on the stool to stick the couplet on the door frame.

"Uncle Wen, go to the pot to see if the glutinous rice balls are ready. I'll call grandma."

Now he is using Wen Shiqing more and more vigorously.

Wen Shiqing responded and walked to the kitchen.

Jiang Ji went into the house and went to call Grandma Jiang.

On the first day of the new year, the custom here is to have a bowl of glutinous rice balls in the morning, and the family sits at the table to eat, which means reunion.

After breakfast, Jiang had been entrusted with a child by his neighbor.

The neighbor's family is an elderly man, and the children are clamoring to go to the city to play.

There are not many young people in this village, and the old people don't understand. They seldom go to the city, so they asked Jiang Ji to come to him as a last resort.

The old man was full of hope, and Jiang Ji couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

Grandma Jiang felt that she had stayed in the city for too long, so she refused to go out for a walk with Jiang Ji.

So, Jiang Ji and Wen Shiqing took a child to the street.

There are many people in the city on the first day of the new year, and the supermarket is full.

Jiang Ji and Wen Shiqing simply took them to a nearby playground.

The child ran wildly around, and Jiang had been chasing him for a long time, and finally lay on Wen Shiqing's back helplessly.

Wen Shiqing picked him up, and Jiang Ji finally took a breath with his strong shoulders: "I'm so tired, I don't want to deal with children in my life."

Wen Shiqing shook his buttocks, countless people looked at him, and walked steadily: "Fortunately, you can't give birth to a child."

Jiang Ji said tiredly, "This life is in your hands, where am I going to give birth to a child?"

Wen Shiqing patted his butt, teasingly said: "Perhaps in the future human beings will evolve, and men will be able to give birth to children."

Jiang Ji's scalp tingled as soon as he thought about it: "Wen Shiqing, do you just want to fuck me out of a child?"

After finishing speaking, he fell silent for an instant.

Wen Shiqing laughed sullenly: "Xiaojiang has wronged me, when did I fuck it?"

I don't know why, but when Wen Shiqing spit out such a rude word from Wen Shiqing's lips, Jiang Ji felt his face blush.

He buried his face in the man's back and patted his shoulder: "You go and find that kid, it's over if you get lost."

Wen Shiqing smiled lowly: "Then hold on tight."

After finishing speaking, he raised his feet and walked quickly towards the direction of the child. Jiang was already lying firmly on his back.

The boy raised his hand and rubbed his ears.

Bi Sao, he is really no more coquettish than Wen Shiqing.

It took a lot of energy to take care of the children, and Jiang Ji was already dying when he returned.

He guessed that he would go to bed right now.

After returning the child to the neighbor, Jiang Ji returned home.

But instead of seeing the old lady, he saw an unexpected guest.

Xu Mucheng was sitting in a simple house, and when he saw Jiang Ji, he was a little dazed.

Grandma Jiang also came out of the back room when she heard the commotion, and when she saw Jiang Ji, she said, "You're back, where is Xiao Wen?"

Jiang Ji didn't speak, his face was so dark that ink dripped out.

Grandma Jiang noticed Xu Mucheng, and quickly explained: "This young man said he was looking for you. I didn't know if he was your friend, so I invited him in and asked him to wait for you at home."