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I thought about it, anyway, it was still early, and I had nothing to do when I went back. It would be better to sit at Ye Xing's place for a while, so I nodded at him.

Ye Xing smiled happily, and led me to the location of the house he rented in the village in the city.

Ye Xing is a boy who knows how to live. The place he rented is relatively in the back, so he is not disturbed by the noise around him.

I followed him into the winding alley, and finally came to a building built by residents of a village in the city.

Ye Xing used the key to open the anti-theft iron door and led me up to the second floor.

The room he rented was not small, about twenty square meters, with a small bathroom. In the middle of the room, besides a double bed, there was a bookcase and a wardrobe against the wall. There is a computer desk, it can be said that although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

This room is not old, and traces of painting can still be seen, but Ye Xing still used plain cloth curtains to decorate the position below two meters of the wall, and put some green dills on the window sills and bookcases. Plants are used as embellishments, so the tone of the whole room is very elegant, not quite like a boy's bedroom, but a bit like a girl's bedroom.

However, considering that Ye Xing is an art student, boys who study art are more handsome, so it is understandable that the room is decorated more elegantly.Just like the boy who rented with him before, they both studied art, and their room looked very clean and tidy at that time.

I smiled and sat down on the small swivel chair in front of his window, and praised softly: "That's right, the nest is well tidied up." As I said that, I looked out the window.

It was midsummer, and the windows of Ye Xing's hut were double-sided steel windows. At this time, they were opened wide for the sake of coolness. His place is on the second floor, so the view is relatively wide, and the scenery downstairs can be seen as far as the eye can see.

The tall, short, and well-proportioned village houses in the city, as well as the winding and criss-crossing wires, and the few birds that fly by from time to time, all jumped into my field of vision. Looking far away, I can even see us opening a shop The street, as well as some shop signs on both sides of the street, and dense crowds.

I leaned against the window, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, feeling a little dazed for a while.

"It's not bad to sit here and enjoy the scenery, isn't it?" At some point, Ye Xing was already standing behind me, with his hands on the window frames on both sides of my body, he bowed his head and said softly to me.

This posture, the way I was in his arms, his piercing eyes staring at me, and the warm breath like orchid sprayed on the side of my neck, made my mind sway, and a warm current slid through my heart.

"It's not bad, it's refreshing!" I replied as calmly as possible.

He smiled, then propped himself up and stood up straight, and said to me gently: "I went downstairs to buy a few bottles of cold drinks, I forgot just now." He said and walked out the door.

I watched his back slowly get up as he was leaving the house, and walked around his hut boredly.

His sheets and pillowcases were light blue, very clean, and the bedding was neatly arranged, without the slovenliness of some young boys due to laziness, just like his appearance.

This is also the main characteristic of him that attracted me from the beginning.

Thinking of this, a faint wry smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and my mood was a bit complicated.

I walked to his bookcase, aimlessly searching for books that attracted me.

Suddenly, my sight was attracted by a plastic-wrapped book clipped in an inconspicuous position at the bottom, because I intuitively felt that it was a photo album.

I slowly pulled out the plastic-wrapped book, opened it, and sure enough, it was a photo album, as I expected.

I opened it and looked, and the first few pages were all photos of Ye Xing when he was a child. Although he didn't tell me, I could still recognize him from the photos, because although Ye Xing had grown up, the expression in his eyes The clean and clear feeling when looking at people has not changed. His eyes are particularly bright, which is what attracted me at the beginning, so even if I was mixed with a group of children, I recognized him quickly.

The photos are all photos of him and some children. The background seems to be some kind of paradise. There are many toys and musical instruments such as pianos. Ye Xing seems to be smiling happily. In a few photos, there is another one The figure of an elderly woman in her age, she wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, gently hugs the children, and smiles kindly at the camera.

I continued to flip back and forth, and a unique photo caught my eye.

This is a black-and-white photo, on which there is a beautiful, dignified and demure woman. She was only in her early twenties at the time. She had beautiful Hepburn-style hair, light makeup, curved eyebrows, and bright eyes. smiling for the camera.

She was wearing an old-fashioned cheongsam. Because it was a black and white photo, I couldn't see the specific color, but I could only see the faint patterns on the black base material.

Looking at this photo, it should be some years old, at least 40 to [-] years, because the photos are slightly yellowed, but looking at this woman's attire, it is impossible for a mainland woman to dress so beautifully and fashionable at that time, so what is her identity? What about people?

Suspicious, I continued to scroll back, and at the back, some group photos of Ye Xing and his family began to appear.

Judging from the age of Ye Xing in the photo, he should be less than ten years old. There are many photos of him with a woman in her 30s. It seems that this woman should be his biological mother, because there is a family of three behind him. In the family portrait, that man should be his father.

Turning to the back, the middle-aged woman who took a photo with Ye Xing in front disappeared, and another woman appeared in the family portrait. This may be Ye Xing's stepmother. This woman is younger than Ye Xing's biological mother, but She is not as pretty as her, and there is a tricky look between her eyebrows. She is holding a small baby in her arms, which should be Ye Xing's younger brother.

In this photo album, there are relatively few group photos of Ye Xing with his father, stepmother, and younger brother. There are only two or three of them. It was very stiff, basically Ye Xing's father and stepmother were sitting in front, hugging his younger brother, and Ye Xing was standing alone in the back, from which it can be seen that the relationship between them is indeed very ordinary.

Looking through this photo album as a whole, I got a feeling: Ye Xing’s appearance is neither like his mother nor his father. It should be said that he is more beautiful than his biological parents, because his parents’ appearance is strictly strict. In a sense, he is just an ordinary person, but Ye Xing's facial features and figure are outstanding, maybe he has concentrated the advantages of his parents.

I was sitting there thinking silently about this album, when Ye Xing had quietly walked to my side.

"Looking through my family?" He smiled and handed me a bottle of drink, and asked me jokingly.

I smiled lightly, took the drink he handed over, then put the album on the desk, turned back to the front page, turned to the page with the black and white photo, pointed to the beautiful woman in the photo and asked Ye Xing: "Who is this person? He looks so beautiful!"

Ye Xing lowered his head and took a closer look, then touched his nose and smiled and replied lightly: "Oh, she is my first music teacher, a returned overseas Chinese who came back in the 80s."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." I suddenly realized, no wonder this woman has such a good temperament, she turns out to be a musician, so the good spirit on her body should be the temperament of an artist.

Ye Xing's explanation also reasonably explained why that woman had a beautiful look in a cheongsam with her hair curled up 40 to [-] years ago. Because she was an overseas Chinese and was not in the mainland at that time, her clothes should be from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan. style of.

I am still immersed in the aftertaste of this photo album, but Ye Xing has quietly taken the photo album away from my hands, he took my hand, sat down slowly by the bed, and smiled at me Said to me: "Don't just stare at the album, tell me what you think of my room? This is the first time you have come here since I moved here."

I held a drink in one hand and was pulled by him with the other hand. I looked around his room a little cautiously, and said softly to him: "It's not bad, clean and elegant." How much is a room a month?"

Ye Xing smiled and put his hands on the bed behind him, and answered me: "The rent here is cheap, this room is only five hundred yuan."

I nodded slightly, and said, "It's very cheap, such a large area, this price can never be rented in the community." Then I smiled and asked Ye Xing, "How much is your monthly income now?"

Ye Xing smiled brightly, and he said to me seriously: "A man's purse is the same age as a woman's, and you can't ask casually." Then, he stretched out his hand to pull me.

I was pulled to his side and slowly sat down, pretending to "cut" in disdain, and whispered: "If you don't tell, forget it."

We sat side by side by his bed, I silently drank the drink in my hand, Ye Xing watched me beside me.

His gaze made me a little embarrassed, and my ears felt hot. After a while, I couldn't help turning my head, and asked him in a low voice, pretending to be slightly annoyed: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Xing turned his head away with a smile, hesitated, and then slowly said: "I'm looking at you, do you still...hate me..."