MTL - It’s Colder Today-Chapter 30

He has heard all kinds of ancient poems, famous lines from novels, etc. Shi Yun is not surprised at all by distorting the meaning of the idiom now.

It's Chinese New Year, and there are not many cars in the garage in their community.

There is a lot less, and it is estimated that they all went to visit relatives and friends.

Wei Congying carried Shi Yun's suitcase, walked to the front and stepped on the sensor lights along the way.

The design of two households on one floor, the door of his neighbor on the same floor has festive couplets and blessings, and the door of his apartment is clean.

Open the door lock with your fingerprints, and the heating in the house hits in an instant.

On the dining table was the takeaway trash that hadn't been thrown away. It looked like this was his New Year's Eve dinner today.

"Didn't your grandparents persuade you to go back to celebrate the New Year?" Shi Yun took off the padded clothes on his body.

Wei Congying put Shi Yun's suitcase at the entrance: "Called, I lied to them that I'm already in Xunchuan."

Shi Yun remembered that when he was eating hot pot the day before, he said that he would go to Xunchuan during the Chinese New Year, and he also said that he would take refuge with him when the time came, and he would not be short of money to bring someone to Xunchuan.

Although I don't need him to pay, if he really goes to Xunchuan and doesn't want to go by himself, I will give him two options: housekeeping or going back to the dormitory by himself.

Shi Yun waited for him in the snow for more than 20 minutes. The melting snow made the surface of her coat wet.

The coat was hung on the hanger by the door by Wei Congying, and Shi Yun took off his shoes and walked in.

Feet are a little frozen.

Stepping on the floor, the floor heating makes the feet feel numb.

"Hurry up and take a shower." After Wei Zongying hung up the coats of the two of them, he went to the cabinet to find the cold medicine that Shi Yun bought last time.

Shi Yun let out a cry, returned to the door, opened the suitcase, and as soon as she opened it, she saw a red envelope.

The bottom of the red packet is a bit wrinkled, it should have been forced in.

Shi Yun knew that after He Sui sent her to school, he got out of the car first to help her take down the suitcase and then unzipped it and stuffed it in.

Picking up the red envelope, Shi Yun thought that the first time he received a red envelope from brother He Sui was when he was just eighteen years old. The family said that she was already an adult at the age of eighteen, so she was not given.

It turned out that she happened to go to play with the neighbor's children after eating the New Year's Eve dinner on New Year's Eve, but when she came back, she broke her hand and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment on New Year's Eve.

Afterwards, she felt that it was because she didn't receive the red envelope and didn't pass the 'year', so she was unlucky.

So the next day, He Sui and his brother stood downstairs in her house and threw small stones at her window.

The two stood under the persimmon tree in her yard, holding red envelopes and waving to her.

Since then, Shiyun has received red envelopes from his brother every year.

Shi Yun looked at the crumpled red envelope in his hand and smoothed it out.

Listening to the sound of the person looking for medicine in the living room, she picked up a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, the chill on his body faded away. Wei Congying put the medicine he found on the tea table. Before going into the bathroom to take a shower, remind her to take her medicine.

Shi Yun took the medicine without ink stains, and after taking the prescribed dose according to the instructions, he sat on the floor and looked at the huge bookshelf in Wei Zongying's apartment.

Until the sound of water in the bathroom disappeared, he opened the door of the bathroom, stood inside the door, glanced around, and finally saw Shi Yun who was completely blocked by the sofa.

Wei Cong wiped his hair briefly and roughly with a towel: "Come here and blow dry your hair."

Hearing the sound, Shi Yun got up from the ground, walked around the sofa, and heard him speechless: "Put on your shoes."

Shi Yun walked around the sofa but couldn't find where the slippers were, so Wei Congying finally gave her the ones on his feet.

Shi Yun stepped into the slippers, and there was still a little warmth in the shoes. She looked at her feet in the wide blue slippers, next to his bare feet on the white floor tiles.

Looking down at the feet of the two, Shi Yun looked up, and Wei Cong responded to Wei Zong, who was wiping her hair in the mirror. She raised her head and said coquettishly, "Can you blow my hair for me?"

Wei Congying had never done such a thing before.

He untied the wire around the hair dryer, turned it on, and looked at Shi Yun's hair for a while.

Flicking her hair with his fingers, he seemed to be hurting her a little carelessly, but Shi Yun didn't cry out the pain, just frowned slightly.

Shi Yun's hair was still quite long, and she had a perm, which made her hair look more voluminous.

Hair wrapped around Wei Zongying's fingers, and he shook the hair dryer as carefully as if he were treating a work of art.

Facing the mirror, even if his back is turned to him, he can still see him drying his hair from the mirror.

It is said that a serious man is the most handsome, Shi Yun agrees a little bit.

There was still some water vapor on the edge of the mirror, so she raised her hand and drew a cat's ear on it, which happened to be on Wei Zongying's head in the mirror.

In order to draw in the right position, she needs to lean forward on the feet. While blowing her hair, Wei Congying happened to look up and saw the cat ears.

Shi Yun smiled in the mirror with satisfaction, and deliberately tilted his hand, blowing her hair on her face: "It's pretty naughty."

The girl's hair was a bit strenuous to blow-dry, and when she finished blow-drying, Wei Cong didn't turn off the hair dryer, and directly blow-dried his own hair with his hands, and it didn't take long for it to dry.

After combing his hair, Shi Yun didn't leave, Wei Cong should put away the hair dryer, roll it up and put it back in the drawer. Seeing her leaning against the sink, he reached up and stroked her hair, it was all dry.

Fingers hooked a wisp of hair: "How can I repay me? My hands are sore from blowing to you."

After finishing speaking, Wei Cong should feel a foot step on his waist.

Shi Yun: "A foot?"

Wei Cong should feel comfortable.

When he was lying on the bed and letting himself go, a person rolled over and rolled into his arms. He knew that Shi Yun liked to be hugged every time afterwards.

Although this time he wanted to lie down and let his mind go, he turned over and hugged her.

The person in his arms embraced his neck: "Wei Congying, can I go with you?"

Her voice was still a little wheezy.

Wei Congying patted her back to comfort her, and when he heard her words, he smiled, "I said, why are you so cooperative, I'm willing to say anything, so that's the idea."

Shi Yun looked up at him from his arms: "It's hard to refuse now, isn't it? I can pay for it myself."

Wei Congying stopped the hand that was smoothing her, and pinned the hair that blocked her face behind her ears with his fingers. Wei Congying saw Shi Yun's eyes.

Under the reflection of the headlights on the ceiling, those eyes that he likes are covered with mist.

She leaned on her arm and looked at herself with that kind of affectionate gaze again.

Wei Congying kissed her right eye: "I'll take you there even if it's not like this. I've said it all. I'll send someone to Xunchuan for money?"

It takes almost two hours to fly to Xunchuan, the capital.

It has been snowing last night, and the sky is gloomy this morning, but fortunately there is no delay to the flight.

Shi Yun has never been to Xunchuan, and her stereotype of the south probably stays in the "Jiangnan water town", with white walls, black tiles and small bridges, flowing water, misty and rainy.

Wei Congying gave up the seat by the porthole to Shi Yun. Not long after he sat down, the stewardess reminded the passengers to turn off their mobile phones and other communication tools, and he adjusted the chair to a comfortable angle for him.

Shi Yun's cell phone was turned off before boarding the plane. There were not many passengers in the first-class cabin. She flipped through the magazines at hand. There were all kinds of magazines, but she was not interested.

The whole flight was smooth without even encountering turbulence. The plane arrived at Xunchuan International Airport on time.

When Shi Yun got off the plane, he wanted to get into the suitcase, and he didn't know why the weather of one or two degrees displayed on the phone was so cold.

The sun was shining brightly but it was chilly.

When taking the ferry, Shi Yun was still trembling a little. Without a seat, she could only hold on to the armrest. In the end, she found that holding on to Wei Zongying next to her was better than holding on to it.

Not only stand more stable, but also warm.

Wei Congying held on to the armrest of the ring with one hand and hugged her with one hand.

The taxis at the airport are very popular, and they stood in the wind for a long time in line. The winter in the south is more difficult than in the north. The sun is so good that it doesn't make people feel warm.

The driver was a mandarin with a slight Wu accent. After asking them for their address, he stopped talking. The driver heard Pingtan playing on the radio. I can't understand what the Wu dialect is singing in it, but I can faintly recognize that one of the instruments is a pipa.

Shi Yun was shivering from the cold, she thought she could stand the cold. The clothes on my body felt warm even in the heavy snow in the capital, but now sitting in the car, I always felt the chill coming through the gaps in the fabric of the clothes.

The hotel that Wei Cong should book is on the old street of Xunchuan, the cobblestone road is uneven, he walked in front with two people's suitcases, Shi Yun shivered behind wrapped in cotton clothes.

The hotels on this kind of old street are basically slaughtering tourists from other places. The gates of the hotel are all antique, and you can smell the faint scent of sandalwood as soon as you enter. The counters at the front desk are all big mahogany, and there is a huge framed embroidery work hanging behind.

What is embroidered is the humanistic characteristics of Xunchuan Wudi's generation.

The artificially carved canals in ancient times, the antique gardens and the unique silkworm culture in this area, these humanistic features were finally recorded with the embroidery of local intangible cultural heritage.

The front desk asked for the ID cards of Wei Zongying and Shi Yun, worked on the computer for a while, and then handed them the IDs and room cards.

The luggage has been sent to the room by the staff.

The air conditioner in the hotel was running at full capacity, and Shi Yun's body also warmed up.

The entire hotel has local architectural features everywhere. The hotel is in the shape of a zigzag, with a garden in the middle, which reproduces the famous local gardens.

Shi Yun turned his head and looked down through the glass. There were carved windows in the waterside corridor and rockery. After autumn, the hotel cleaned up the defeated lotus and leaves.

Because it is winter, the scenery downstairs is slightly inferior to other seasons.

The suitcase has been delivered to the room. Wei Zong should insert the room card into the card slot at the door. The room is instantly powered on, and the air conditioner that controls the temperature of the room is turned on. He turns on the heating and increases the temperature by many degrees.

The window of this room faces a relatively famous old street in Xunchuan.

A famous ancient pagoda can be seen in the distance.

It's past three o'clock at this moment, a point in time when there is no answer.

"What are we doing?" Shi Yun stood in front of the window and looked out the window, "Take a rest and eat, or go shopping and eat?"

Wei Congying turned on the air conditioner, untied his coat, and walked into the room: "I feel like you want to go shopping."

Shi Yun: "After all, I came to play."

"It's not too cold, is it?" Wei Congying walked over and looked at the scenery outside the window with her, "Go add some clothes."

However, the people in Xunchuan seem to have no 'working spirit'. Because it was the first day of the new year, the shop was closed early. Few shops on the nearest old street downstairs were still open. Wei Zong used his mobile phone navigation to find a commercial street nearby.

A little distance away, they called a manpower tricycle, but sitting was really torturing their conscience.

It took more than ten minutes on the three wheels to reach the commercial street.

The commercial street is much more lively than the old street, but it has lost some local characteristics.

Without local characteristics, there is nothing to visit. In addition to the different horizontal and vertical arrangements of the shops, there are also some of the other capitals here.

Seeing people coming and going, Shi Yun asked curiously, "What are we eating?"

Wei Congying took her hand and put his fingers together in his coat pocket: "Let's go eat..."

He lengthened the ending sound of the word "eat", probably because he didn't think about what to eat. Looking around, suddenly a drop of water fell on his face.

The sky in the south changed as it said, and after a while, there was a light rain in the sky. There is little snow here, and it is not rain, but sleet.

On a rainy and sleet day, I don't need an umbrella, but my body gets wet after standing for a while.

Wei Congying put Shi Yun's hat on, and suddenly had an idea: "Let's go eat the rain."

"Rain?" Shi Yun was taken aback, imitating his pronunciation.

Wei Congying took her by the hand and led her to a restaurant with local characteristics. He said, "Yes, rain."

"Fish? Fish in the water?" Shi Yun didn't understand.

Wei Cong responded, "San Mao."

Answering is like not answering, and I don't understand cultural people.

They braved the sleet and walked into a local specialty restaurant. Xunchuan's sweet taste made the two people from the capital a little uncomfortable.

When the boss brought the dishes to the table, he could tell at a glance that the two were not locals, but it was not uncommon for young couples to travel together during the Chinese New Year. His son also said that he would travel with friends during the Chinese New Year this year.

Young people have the freedom of being young.

Seeing that the two of them are not used to eating sweets, the boss smiled: "It's not from the local area."

After chatting casually, Yun asked the boss at that time: "Boss, do you have any places to recommend to people who come to Xunchuan?"

"Recommended?" The boss thought for a while, "I recommend them not to come."

It is not a good idea to ask local people to recommend it. They have been used to the bricks and tiles here since they were young, and they don't think there is anything new.

Shi Yun picked up the squirrel mandarin fish with his chopsticks: "This fish you are talking about?"

He didn't answer, the phone in his pocket rang several times, it seemed to be quite busy, Wei Cong should get up to pay the bill. Shi Yun put the fish on the chopsticks into the mouth, and after a while a hand fell on her head, Wei Congying crumpled the receipt into a small paper ball and threw it into the trash can by the table: "I'm going to smoke a cigarette, you take your time." eat."

Shi Yun looked out through the glass shop door, he was on the phone with his mobile phone, his expression was not very good, and the phone hung up quickly. When Shi Yun put his bag on his back and went out, he hadn't finished smoking a cigarette yet.

The wind picked up, stirring up white smoke and sleet. He was next to the lamppost next to him, and the wind was a bit charming. He squinted his eyes slightly, pulled up and lay on the silkworm, with a cigarette **** in his thin lips, looking at the gray-blue sky, wondering what he was thinking.

The sound of opening and closing the door attracted Wei Congying to withdraw his attention. He turned his head and looked to the side. He saw Shi Yun coming out, took the cigarette from his mouth with his fingers, and pressed the cigarette out on the metal body of the lighter. He looked around and saw that there was no rubbish. The bucket is then thrown into the drainage manhole cover.

"It's not easy to take a taxi here." Wei Congying raised his hand and put Shi Yun's hat on, "It's raining outside, you go to the store and wait for me, I'll go to the intersection to take a taxi, and you will come back when you get a taxi."

Taking a taxi is not an easy task at this time of the day. Wei Congying walked to the intersection, held his mobile phone and looked at the interface where he had been waiting for the car to accept the order. After adding the price twice, there was still no car to accept the order.

There is no shelter from the rain at the intersection, and the sleet falls on the screen of the mobile phone, like cool slush in summer.

It's just that the ice shaving machine has been in disrepair for a long time, and ice stains splashed on his mobile phone and clothes. The raindrops mixed with snow fell on the sleeves, and slowly penetrated into the cotton wool inside on the surface of the slippery cotton clothes.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in college, he had a southern roommate in his dormitory. He always carried an umbrella when it was snowing. Wei Congying couldn't understand it at that time.

Now it seems that the sleet in the south is like rain, and you can't do it without an umbrella.

Just as he was about to add money for the third time, a pair of arms hugged his waist from behind.

Wei Congying turned his head and looked behind him, the person who was standing in the store waiting for him ran over at some point.

The wind was a little strong and her hat was blown off. Wei Congying increased the fare on the taxi-hailing software and added a red envelope as a reward. Then he turned around and hugged her, pressing her hat with his red hand, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the shop?"

Shi Yun was standing at the door of the restaurant just now, watching him walk to the intersection.

This snowstorm is not small.

For some reason, an incomprehensible word 'wind and snow ride' suddenly popped out of my head.

Seeing the deep winter north wind blowing past him, and then blowing the rain and snow in the sky, the black figure standing in the gray world made Shi Yun unable to move his eyes.

"Wait with you."

Wei Cong responded, "It's cold."

I want to persuade her to go to the store and wait.

But after she finished speaking, she raised her hand and hugged him instead: "Then you hug me tighter."

When Shi Yun raised her face, she could still feel the rain and snow falling on her face. She joked: "This time I really ate the rain."

Wei Zongying played with Shi Yun for two days. They went to the temple that was said to be the most efficacious in China. Did Wei Cong believe this? But Shi Yun had already knelt on the futon with the incense.

Some of the gods of the ten directions are solemn and precious, and some have low eyebrows and kind smiles, and she worships them earnestly.

After Shi Yun finished praying, he realized that Wei Congying had been standing behind him the whole time, and hadn't worshiped Buddha at all.

He said he had nothing to ask for.

People live for money and longevity.

He is not short of money, and he doesn't care whether he lives long or not.

He waited for Shi Yun to get up from the futon and held her hand.

During the Chinese New Year, many people came to burn incense and worship Buddha. They walked together in the crowded hall. He held Shi Yun's hand so that they could not be separated by the crowd: "I don't want to live a long life."

Shi Yun was curious: "Why?"

A human being is like a clay pot that stores water. It is a process of storing water in the teens and twenties and the next twenty years. After a certain age, cracks will appear in the clay pot, and water will flow through the cracks. When the water runs out, the person dies. Once a person reaches the running water, life starts to go downhill, and they can't enjoy the quality of life all the time. Maybe it's a nightmare to experience middle-aged fat and hair loss.

Moreover, he has always believed that people want to live long because they are afraid of death.

Others can keep wolves in their homes for more than 20 years of life, and some people live a few more years just exhaling a few more breaths of carbon dioxide than others.

A bell not far away shook the white pigeons on the eaves. Flocks of birds spread their wings across the gray-blue sky, surrounded by white smoke from incense.

why?

Why didn't he want to live a long life? Shi Yun was still waiting for Wei Zongying's answer.

He walked ahead and separated the crowded crowd for her: "There is nothing to keep me."

Maybe he lacks a Dazai Osamu kimono, nothing can keep him alive until he is seventy or eighty.

It's a pity that the surrounding area is too noisy, Shi Yun couldn't hear what he said clearly: "Huh?"

Knowing that she didn't hear clearly, they walked across the stone bridge, which means step by step. The way out of the temple and into the temple is not the same way. When going out, they have to pass a long stone road with yellow walls on both sides.

On the wall is a Zen poem carved out of a stone slab.

The incomprehensible font does not know whether it is a person or a Buddha, or the surrounding yellow walls, pine trees and bodhi green scenery.

Wei Congying thought about it, but didn't say, "It's nothing."

The people around gradually decreased, and Shi Yun walked from behind him to his side: "There is nothing wrong with living a long life."

Wei Cong should put Shi Yun's words into the heart of the doctor.

In the afternoon they went to the teahouse to listen to Pingtan, but they didn't understand the local dialect very well, but the pamphlet in the teahouse said "Liu Yi's Biography".

Xin Qiji said that Wu Yin in drunkenness is charming, there is no deceitful element in it, it is indeed Wu Nong's soft language with different flavors.

The walnut-flavored melon seeds are easier to chew than the original flavor, but after eating too much, I still feel that the original flavor is the most delicious, maybe because I don't understand it, Shi Yun gradually feels sleepy.

After resting her chin and looking at it for a while, she turned her head and found that Wei Congying was playing with her mobile phone, and she didn't seem very interested in Pingtan either.

Just as Shi Yun was about to say that if he didn't want to watch it, he could leave, his cell phone rang. He put the phone on silent and said hello to Shi Yun: "I'll answer the call."

Walking outside the teahouse, there are some tourists nearby, and there is a tourist group wearing a uniform Little Red Riding Hood.

The call was from Lin Fang.

"Hey."

"Hello." Lin Fang on the other end of the phone heard Wei Congying's voice, "I got the bag you asked me to buy for you. The salesman called me today and asked when you can pick it up."

Wei Congying subconsciously looked up at the teahouse: "In a few days, Shi Yun and I are still in Xunchuan."

After finishing speaking, a sighing voice came from the other end of the phone: "A Cong, I didn't say that, Shi Yun is not the kind of person who can be comforted by a bag."

"It's not for breaking up. I think she will be angry when I go racing. It's for coaxing her." Wei Cong should let him go back to sales for a while.

"You **** know she'll be angry and you still go?" Lin Fang couldn't understand him, "He's a nice guy, so you should take care of it."

Wei Zongying didn't answer the call, so he hung up the phone directly, not giving Lin Fang a chance to continue talking.

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