As the New Year is approaching, the snow is falling slowly, and people who are rushing home are stuck in the middle of the road.

A trembling ballad was played on loop in the car. No one said a word, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Xu Xilin put a hand on the steering wheel and glanced forward. He saw that the row of cars seemed to have stretched to the horizon. The brake lights were on one after another. He didn't know how long it would take to break out of the encirclement. He glanced to the side again.

, Mr. Dou Xun in the passenger seat was holding his head with one hand and was in a daze. They hadn't seen him for many years, and Dou Xun had no intention of paying attention to him.

Xu Xilin sighed secretly, and suddenly turned the front of the car with great skill through the small gap on the roadside, and dived into the small alley next to it.

Dou Xun was finally alarmed and turned his head to look at him.

Xu Xilin kept looking at him out of the corner of his eye and immediately said: "It might be faster if we take the small road, I think..."

Dou Xun sneered and said, "Get rid of me as soon as possible?"

Xu Xilin: "...buy some flowers on the way."

The two of them spoke the above sentence almost at the same time and shut up at the same time. Xu Xilin frowned, as if he wanted to have an attack, but he held it back.

"It's still virtue, why are you angry with him?" Xu Xilin thought, and walked through the scattered alley with concentration.

The northwest wind complements the barking of dogs, and the folk singer's voice is weak and about to expire.

Xu Xilin parked the car in front of a flower shop called "Grandpa", took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, it's me. I'm in front of your shop, bring me some pots of kumquats, phalaenopsis or something, for the holidays.

Give it away."

There was a loud voice on the other end of the phone. The voice penetrated the receiver and filled the cramped cab with a domineering voice: "Xiao Linzi, you still have the heart to buy flowers! I watched the sky at night and gave you a fortune.

You are about to be in trouble!"

Xu Xilin: "..."

The window of the flower shop facing the street opened, and an unconventional young man with a mustache emerged. The mentally retarded shop owner put down his mobile phone, became angry and yelled in a higher tone: "Dou Xun is back, did you hear that

Yet!"

Xu Xilin wished his arms could grow another two feet and slapped this man into the window frame.

The passenger window facing the flower shop slowly rolled down, and Dou Xun revealed his face: "I heard about it."

The shopkeeper's facial expression looked like a pheasant being strangled.

Then the silent flower shop owner and Dou Xun, who was ashen-faced, helped Xu Xilin move a few pots of flowers into the trunk of the car. Before leaving, the flower shop owner scratched his head for a long time before he carefully pulled Xu Xilin: "What, next week?"

There is a party in our class, will you go?"

Xu Xilin wanted to get rid of these embarrassing people now. He raised his eyelids and replied absently: "Let's talk about it later."

Shopkeeper: "Go ahead, you haven't shown your face in so many years."

Xu Xilin got angry when he saw him, didn't answer, waved his hand and drove away.

Half an hour later, Xu Xilin finally sent Dou Xun back to the hotel where he stayed. Dou Xun got out of the car without saying a word and stood aside and watched him quietly.

Xu Xilin secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, you can rest, I'll leave first."

Dou Xun nodded first, then touched his coat pocket and found that the cigarette case was empty. He subconsciously called to the person next to him: "Hey..."

Xu Xilin stopped the car that had slipped half a meter: "Huh?"

Dou Xun swallowed back the words "Are there any cigarettes?" because he remembered that Xu Xilin did not smoke.

Xu Xilin doesn't smoke, doesn't drink unless necessary to socialize, doesn't poke trouble that he can't deal with, and even knows how to be careful in fights when he was a child - he has been such a person since he was a child who seems unreliable, but is actually very stable and never gets out of the circle.

Xu Xilin: "Is there anything else?"

Dou Xun lowered his eyes slightly: "You never go to parties, is it because you don't want to see me?"

Xu Xilin: "..."

Dou Xun, this stick, will probably never learn how to leave room for himself and others in this life.

Xu Xilin said bluntly: "I was too busy in the past few years and I didn't take care of it."

"Then we won't be busy this year, right?" Dou Xun looked at him closely, "I'll go too, will you go?"

When Dou Xun spoke, he brought up a thin layer of white steam, and when he stood in the winter, he looked like a white sketch lacking red and green. He looked good, but his eyes were sharp and the tip of his tongue was razor-sharp.

Xu Xilin was almost stabbed in the eye by Tuan Youyou's human-shaped murder weapon, so he could only say vaguely: "I can't tell, let's see if there is anything else."

Dou Xun had nothing to say anymore and stood silently, watching Xu Xilin politely say goodbye again and leave.

"Can you look back at me?" He thought silently in his heart, "If you look back at me, you can let me climb to the top of the building and jump down."

It's a pity that others can't read minds, so Xu Xilin closed the car window and left neatly.

Dou Xun failed to complete this building.

The unpleasant car ballads were still rolling endlessly. Xu Xilin walked through the twilight surroundings and felt that his vision was a little blurry - it seemed to be foggy.

This was the thirteenth year that he and Dou Xun had known each other. It was a good time and a good time, but they wanted to live together forever, and they also wanted to live together until death.

Nowadays, a hitchhiker with a mobile phone and a passerby who happens to be off work and wants to pick someone up suddenly meet each other on a narrow road. After being stunned for a moment, there is nothing wrong with them except that "the profile picture looks a bit similar, but I didn't expect it was really you."

Love and hate are easy to explain.

...The phone rang. Xu Xilin took a look and Dou Xun gave him a good review.

At this time, the sky is still clear, the ground is still thick, the traffic is still congested, the earth has not yet been destroyed, and the remaining years are still abundant.

The school buildings, books, paper and pens back then were all worn out.
Chapter completed!