The doorbell rang into the villa, and the servant in the servant's room heard it.
She sat up and looked at the time. It was closer to midnight.
It's so late, who is it?
The servant got dressed and came out.
Outside the iron gate, the car lights were turned on, illuminating the villa very brightly.
The servant couldn't see clearly what kind of car it was, let alone the people in it.
She raised her hand to block the direct light and walked over.
When he saw the license plate, the servant opened his eyes wide and hurriedly opened the door.
The car drove in and parked outside the gate of the villa.
The servant ran over and saw the man coming out of the back seat of the car. He bowed and said, "Mr. Zhan."
Zhan Lian was standing on the ground, his legs were straight and slender, and his body was as tall as a pine tree.
He looked at the front door. The lights were turned on and the villa was bright. From here, he could see the living room inside. The general furnishings were almost the same as before.
Zhan Lian stepped up and walked in.
The servant hurriedly followed.
"The old man probably doesn't know that Mr. Zhan is back. I'll go up and let him know."
"Need not."
Zhan Lianshi went upstairs directly. The servant didn't know what he was going to do and said, "The old man has always missed Mr. Zhan. If he knows that Mr. Zhan is back, he will be very happy."
With that said, the servant quickly went to the old man's bedroom.
Zhan Lianshi didn't say anything. He went upstairs to his bedroom.
The bedroom here is always cleaned, even if he doesn't live here, it is always clean.
The old man has woken up. He didn't sleep deeply, mainly because he was thinking about Zhan Lianshi.
He was wondering if Zhan Lianshi would come back, so he woke up when he heard the noise.
"Old man, Mr. Zhan is back."
Zhan Qibei was getting dressed. When he heard the servant's words, his old face suddenly wrinkled.
It was full of smiles.
He guessed that Lian Shi was back, and it was true.
"Where is Lian Shi?"
The old man put on his clothes and came out. The servant stood at the door and heard his voice and said, "Mr. Zhan has gone back to the bedroom."
Zhan Qibei frowned, "What time is it now?"
"It's past one o'clock."
"You must have just arrived. You came here directly. You go to the kitchen to make something to eat."
"OK."
The servant went downstairs, Zhan walked north to Zhan Lianshi's bedroom, and knocked on the door.
Click.
Zhan Lianshi, who was dressed casually, stood in front of Zhan Qibei. Zhan Qibei looked at the tall man. At this moment, the folds on his face became deep ravines.
"Back?"
"Um."
Zhan Lianshi walked in, Zhan Qibei followed, and the grandfather and grandson sat on the sofa.
Zhan Lianshi put aside the towel for wiping his hair. He had already taken a shower and washed his hair.
Zhan Qibei saw his action and said: "Give the towel to grandpa."
Zhan Lianshi's eyes fell on Zhan Qibei's face. The old man was looking at the towel, his face full of kindness.
"Need not."
"Why don't you use it? You haven't dried your hair yet, so be careful of catching a cold."
The old man stood up, took a towel, and wiped Zhan Lianshi's hair.
Zhan Lianshi grabbed his hand and said, "Grandpa."
"Hands away."
"..."
Zhan Lian did not move.
Zhan Qi's north face immediately became fierce and he took his hand away, "It's not like I haven't wiped your grandfather before, why are you so shy?"
shy?
If Zhan Lian is shy, it means it is really going to rain red.
Zhan Lianshi took back his hand and looked outside.
He made no sound or changed. His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.
When Zhan Qibei was wiping Zhan Lian, his hand movements were very gentle and careful.
But no matter how careful and gentle it is, it's still not as good as what Mi Ning did.
This kind of work is not done by men, especially men who came out of that era.
"Hey, after a few decades, my hands have become raw."
Zhan Qibei knew that he was not good at wiping, because the old man had never done such a thing since Zhan Lian was sent to boarding school when he was five years old.
In the Zhan family, only Zhan Lianshi was treated like this.
Others, no.
Zhan Lianshi's eyes moved slightly, but the deep black color disappeared. He raised his hand and grabbed the towel, "You have a rest."
Zhan Qibei looked at the distinct fingers and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
Zhan Qibei let go of his hand, sat next to him, and looked at Zhan Lian.
How could it not hurt? He just didn't say it.
Zhan Lianshi wiped his hair, put the towel away, and sat on the sofa.
Zhan Qibei kept looking at Zhan Lianshi, and he watched whatever Zhan Lianshi did.
"Grandpa is in good health."
Zhan Lianshi looked at the old man, his eyes as calm as night.
"Okay, Grandpa is fine."
"Well, take care of yourself."
"..."
Zhan Qibei stopped talking. The folds of smile on his face gradually loosened, and his eyes full of time rings were stained with wind and frost.
"Lian Shi, grandpa hasn't seen you for more than a year. You've been alone outside for more than a year, okay?"
The night in Zhan Lianshi's eyes had changed. The coolness was gone, but the temperature had returned.
"good."
Zhan Qibei nodded, "That's good."
The servant prepared dinner and came upstairs.
"Sir, dinner is ready."
The grandfather and grandson were sitting on the sofa. They had been silent since their brief conversation.
Now, hearing the servant's voice, the old man nodded, "Let's go have dinner."
He must not have eaten.
"Um."
Zhan Lian stood up and the two of them went downstairs.
Under the quiet night is a quiet city, and the prosperity of the city is also shrouded in a veil of mystery at such a moment.
The lights in the villa were brightly lit, but the lights seemed to be tinged with coldness in this quiet night.
The two of them sat at the dining table, and the old man picked up some food for Zhan Lianshi, "Come back to see grandpa. You didn't even have a good meal on the way."
"Eat more and go to bed early."
"You go and rest."
"It's okay, grandpa will watch you eat."
"I haven't seen my grandson for a long time, I want to take a good look at him."
The old man laughed and gave Zhan Lianshi another piece of meat.
Zhan Lianshi said nothing and ate quietly.
When Zhan Qibei looked at Zhan Lian, his eyes were kind, but underneath this kindness was a deep guilt.
Upstairs, Zhan Wenshu looked at the people below and turned back to the bedroom.
Zhan Wenshu lives in the old house today, because tomorrow is the old man's birthday, and she must do everything well.
I just didn't expect that Lian Shi would come back tonight.
Still so late.
But, it’s good to be back.
She has been looking forward to his return.
Zhan Lian had dinner and returned to the bedroom, and the old man finally went to rest.
At this point in time, even if the old man had something to say, he would not say it.
Because it's almost three o'clock.
When Zhan Lian returned to the bedroom, he poured a glass of wine and went to the balcony.
The wind in the early morning is cool.
He took a sip of wine and looked into the distance. The lights of the city were still on. This was their last carnival before dawn.