"I like it here very much, I like my own home very much." Yanyan said, "So I don't stay outside for long. After a long time, I will miss home and want to come back. After I come back, I won't want to stay here.
Go out."
Yanyan laughed softly as she spoke, her tone a little melancholy: "This is really my nest. I am like a cat. If I wander outside for a long time or get injured, I will want to hide back here and lick it."
Hold your own claws and wounds and heal them here."
Sheng Chuncheng thought to himself, if I had a home like this, I would like it and would want to go home anxiously. But unfortunately, it doesn’t happen. My house is rented and I don’t feel like living as a monk yet. I might be evicted by the landlord.
Already.
The two people sat face to face in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked outside for a long time. They saw Baoshi Mountain and Baochu Pagoda, the entire West Lake and Gushan inside and outside, all emerging from the night, just like in the photos.
The image begins to develop.
Yanyan and Sheng Chuncheng said:
"Let me tell you something interesting. When the Grand Hyatt Hotel was just renovated, I once booked a presidential suite for no other reason than to see the presidential suite.
What’s the difference here? It turns out that when you look out the window of the presidential suite, the West Lake outside the window is the same as what I have here.”
Sheng Chuncheng laughed: "West Lake will still change."
"People will change." Yanyan said, "People will have different moods in different environments, and the scenery in their eyes will also be different. Why is it said that in the eyes of a thousand people, there will be a thousand Hamlets?
It looks like a ridge on one side and a peak on the other, all because of the different angles and moods."
Sheng Chuncheng nodded, feeling that what Yanyan said made sense.
"As a result, that night, I lay on the big bed in the presidential suite, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. I felt that the room was cold and a bit scary, and it was not as comfortable as my own room. So in the middle of the night, I wore a hotel nightgown.
He fled back here, fell on the bed and fell asleep."
Yanyan giggled as she spoke, laughing so hard that she laughed so hard that Sheng Chuncheng said:
"I will never have such an experience. If I could live in the presidential suite, I would sleep soundly even if I slept in the bathtub. As long as I think that every minute I spend in that room costs more than ten yuan, it would be too much."
It’s great.”
Yanyan stared at him with a smile on her lips. After watching for a while, Yanyan stretched out her hand, held Sheng Chuncheng's hand and said:
"Don't say such useless words, you will also be rich in the future. I am optimistic about you, and I will not be mistaken. When you are rich, you will know that money can indeed buy many things, but there is no guarantee
What you have every day are sweet dreams, maybe nightmares, and maybe a little more."
Sheng Chuncheng laughed and said, "I was joking."
"Don't make such jokes, especially in front of other people." Yanyan looked at him and said seriously: "You are a man, making such jokes will make people look down upon you."
Sheng Chuncheng nodded and said, okay.
Yanyan let go of Sheng Chuncheng, patted the wooden table with both hands, and shouted: "Tell me the truth, why did you call me Cao Cao?"
Sheng Chuncheng asked, "What about you? Why did you call me Cao Cao?"
"You are a boy, you should speak first."
Sheng Chuncheng said okay: "I was looking at your Moments at home, and before I had time to read Xiaohongshu, your call came. What is it if it's not Cao Cao?"
Yanyan nodded: "I was counting the time and thinking that it's time for you to arrive, but the doorbell rang. What are you if you're not Cao Cao?"
The two looked at each other for a while, unable to hold back their laughter.
Time passed quickly. The two of them sat in front of the lake and laughed, and more than half an hour passed. Sheng Chuncheng thought about it and asked Yanyan:
"What takeout did you order? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"
Yanyan looked at him and kept smiling.
Sheng Chuncheng asked: "Why are you laughing?"
Yanyan said: "Actually, I didn't order anything. I opened the app and looked, and suddenly I lost my appetite. Why, are you hungry?"
Sheng Chuncheng shook his head and said he was not hungry, thank you.
"Thank me for what?" Yanyan asked curiously.
"Thank you for saving me money," Sheng Chuncheng said.
"Go!" Yanyan snorted, "The debt is due and you still owe it. Don't think I will let you go."
Sheng Chuncheng smiled, "Okay, I want to treat you to dinner from the bottom of my heart, but I can do it any time, I'll be there at your call."
"That's pretty much it." Yanyan nodded.
Yanyan stood up with ten fingers and supported the table. She told Sheng Chuncheng that although she didn't order takeout, she still needed to have wine to entertain you, otherwise, she was afraid that you would scold me for being stingy behind my back.
Yanyan said and walked away, and when she came back, she was holding a bottle of red wine and two glasses. After pouring the wine, she walked away again. When she came back, she was holding two plates, one of which contained Spanish food.
Slices of Imbian ham and sliced cantaloupe on a plate.
Yanyan wrapped the cantaloupe with ham slices, handed it to Sheng Chuncheng and said, "Try it, it tastes very good."
Sheng Chuncheng put it in his mouth and tasted it. Sure enough, it tasted like something he had never experienced before. It was sweet, salty, fragrant, and had the fragrance of melon and fruit.
Yanyan told him that this kind of pigs grew up eating olives. The pork itself has the aroma of olives, which goes well with cantaloupe.
Sitting and drinking together is the fastest way for two people to become familiar with each other. When Sheng Chuncheng first came in, he was still a little reserved. As he drank and chatted, he soon became more comfortable. After sitting for a long time, his waist was tired, so he stood up and walked
He went to the bookshelf and took a look at the books on the bookshelf. He found that the books Yanyan read were very miscellaneous and had various contents.
Yanyan sat there, sometimes turning her head to look at Sheng Chuncheng, sometimes looking out the window.
In the living room, hanging on the wall and on the bookshelf, in addition to Yanyan's own photos, there are also photos of a middle-aged man. The man has dark skin, but his facial features are very straight. Between his eyebrows, he looks somewhat like Yanyan.
Sheng Chuncheng stared at these photos, and before he walked back and sat down, Yanyan said:
"My dad."
"What?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"The photo you were looking at just now is my father." Yanyan said, and Sheng Chuncheng said "oh".
Sheng Chuncheng sat down and said to Yanyan: "Uncle is very handsome, back home?"
"No." Yanyan shook her head, "In Antarctica."
Sheng Chuncheng said "Ah": "So far?"
"Yes, I sent him there." Yanyan said, "Do you still remember that I told you that I have been to Antarctica?"
Sheng Chuncheng nodded.
"That time, I also told you that we went there with two people, and there was another person, my father. I sent him to the South Shetland Islands of Antarctica, to the Fields Peninsula west of King George Island.
The urn of his ashes was buried in the ice and snow of Antarctica.”
Sheng Chuncheng said "Ah" again: "Uncle has passed away, I'm sorry!"
Yanyan shook her head: "No, he sleeps under the ice and snow in Antarctica, but he is always here. When I am alone, I often sit here and talk to him. He is always with me."
Yanyan's eyes were red as she spoke, but she tried her best to control her tears from falling.
Yanyan asked: "Do you know what is on Fields Peninsula?"
Sheng Chuncheng shook his head and said he didn't know. I only knew that there were penguins in Antarctica.
"Our country's Great Wall Scientific Research Station, idiot." Yanyan said.