Midnight Offering

"It's strange." Anning gets up and puts on clothes, shakes his head and frowns, as if he is recalling something.

"What's the matter?"

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, combing my hair.

When I woke up in the morning, the lecher had disappeared. I don't know where he had gone. Most of the time he went back to the underworld.

Looking through the mirror, I saw Anning with a sad face and her hair in her hands. I couldn't help asking.

She suddenly looked up at me, her eyes fixed on me, as if to see a hole in me.

"Last night Did you do something with your husband? "

I suddenly felt that all the blood in my body rushed to the top of my head. My face felt hot and hot. My hand holding the comb stopped and coughed for several times. I felt nervous in my heart.

Did she see it last night? Didn't she fall asleep Is she pretending to sleep? I don't look like it.

I laughed a few times and asked, "what did you do? Just sleep. What else can you do

Anning grabs her hair and gets up. Her hair is scratched by her. It looks like a chicken coop. She squints her eyes, sniffs twice, and says, "no, I did see that you and your husband are making love, but I'm not sure. "

She approached me, and her whole face almost stuck to my face. She raised her eyebrows and looked at me carefully. After a long time, she sighed with doubts: "I don't know whether it's a dream or a real one."

My nerves have been tense, trying to make my face look less stiff, for fear of being caught by her, I turned and prepared to wash, and deliberately moved the topic away.

"You must have fallen asleep, or how could you have such a dream? Are you lonely? Do you want me to find you a boyfriend

My face is smeared with facial cleanser, squinting at her and picking eyebrows. With a smile, Anning stares at me and hums twice: "I don't want a boyfriend! You are enough! "

"Gee."

I rubbed my arms and smoothed my goose bumps, cleaned the foam on my face and gave me peace.

I covered my cheek, went to the small sofa and sat down, waiting for peace to wash.

At this time, I thought that Yang Yi gave me a business card last night. If I have time today, I can go to him.

the first mock exam, a hard paper stuck in a very tight pocket, I pulled it out and looked at it.

Ancient and modern teahouses.

If this card was not handed to me by Yang Yi, I would definitely think it was a small advertisement of this tea house.

The name card also shows the location and location of the teahouse, as well as the landline phone number and the manager's mobile phone number.

As soon as I see the word "teahouse", I think of the old couple I saw yesterday.

At that time, they were standing at the door of a teahouse and communicating with a middle-aged man. At that time, Anning and I had a certain distance from them, so I didn't notice the sign and name of the teahouse.

"Peace, will you go to a place with me later?"

I craned my neck and called to peace in the bathroom, asking for her advice.

She is wearing a turban, with a powder puff in her hand. She sticks her head out of the bathroom, and her movements are not idle.

"Where are you going? Isn't it going to the palace area today? "

I shook my head and shook the card on my finger towards her and said, "no, the palace area will go tomorrow. I will go to the teahouse later."

"Ha?"

She shook her lipstick hand and looked at me in disbelief.

Why go to the teahouse?

I picked up the bag, a pair of ready to start appearance, side urged her way: "you move quickly, we go down to have breakfast to go."

Anning speeds up the movement of her hands with doubts on her face. I know she doesn't quite understand why I went to the teahouse, but what happened last night I'd better not tell her.

……

When Anning and I stood in the familiar snack street, in front of the ancient and modern teahouses, we all stopped.

I looked at this familiar facade. It was the place where I saw the old couple and the middle-aged man yesterday.

Peaceful memory is very good, she also recognized this teahouse, finger a finger, surprised way: "this is not..."

I nodded, did not do any more explanation, walked toward the door, Anning looked at me, followed up.

The air conditioner was turned on in the teahouse, but it was not opened very much. It was slightly sultry. There was a faint smell of tea in it, with a trace of warm atmosphere. The door of the shop was slightly closed, and the guests in the shop were sitting on bamboo and rattan woven chairs, whispering. In the corner of the reception hall, an old-fashioned music flowed from a radio that didn't look very new Music.

"Welcome."

The middle-aged man saw us coming in and immediately welcomed us.

I looked around and didn't see Yang Yi."How many?"

The middle-aged man asked enthusiastically. The voice was not low or high enough for me to hear, and it would not make other customers feel noisy.

"I'm looking for someone."

I opened my mouth to return a way, subconsciously looked at his appearance, eyes slightly opened.

This middle-aged man's appearance and Yang Yi are really similar.

I handed him the business card in my hand. He obviously didn't expect me to take it.

"I'm looking for Yang Yi."

He was stunned, silent, did not speak, looking at my eyes a little suspicious, I smile at him: "Yang Yi asked me to come to him today."

The middle-aged man did not speak, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Dad, grandparents have something to call you."

Yang Yi was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt with a big mouth monkey. She was wearing a short western body. She stepped on a flip-flop on her feet. She grabbed her hair in the shape of a chicken nest and yawned.

I almost choked on my saliva when I saw him like this.

The contrast is too big! When I saw him yesterday, I was still a clean white faced boy. What's the matter with his appearance just waking up

The bad water in my stomach began to roll, and I noticed that he had not noticed my presence, so I reached out and said hello to him.

"Yang Yi, it's me!"

Yang Yi's body was stagnant, and her hand holding her hair was suddenly stiff on her head. His head was like a robot, and he looked at me one by one. When he saw me, his face changed instantly! I saw a mass of blush running towards his face at a very fast speed!

"Wang..." I knew what he wanted to call me, so I gave him a wink, and he covered his mouth with his hands knowingly.

An expression called "embarrassment" appeared on his face. Yang Yi's eyes did not dare to look at me. She just pointed to the door behind the counter and said softly, "you can come in together."

I nodded to the middle-aged man with a smile. Yang Yi's address to him confirmed the idea in my heart.

"Hello, uncle Yang."

Uncle Yang's face also showed a kind smile: "are you Xiaoyi's friends? Come in together

……

Before entering the door, uncle Yang also told the shop assistant to work. Anning and I walked toward the room.

Behind the door is a clean corridor with wooden floors on the floor. It is very clean and smooth. I don't know where to start from.

"You don't have to change your shoes. Just go in."

Uncle Yang patted me on the back, indicating that I would go straight in. I saw the shoe cabinet beside the door with slippers on it, but since uncle Yang said so.

There are rooms at both ends of the corridor. Some of the rooms are closed and some are open. Only the voice of an old couple comes from the end of the room.

Sound alone is enough for me to distinguish the people inside.

The world is really small. The old couple who said strange words, Yang Yi, who is Yin and Yang, and this teahouse are closely linked at the moment.

"Old man, I don't want to stay here. I'm going back. It's not good here at all."

"Old woman, I'll be fine with me. You can see how beautiful it is here and how beautiful those houses are outside. Don't worry about the old things."

The old man's hum and haw was mixed with the heavy sound of the chair dragging on the wooden floor.

"You, old man, if it wasn't for you, how could Xiaoyi of our family bear so many responsibilities? You can say that history is over, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. I'm really pissed off by you. "

The old woman's angry voice came into my ears. I could see Uncle Yang smiling at me with embarrassment and nervousness.

I waved my hand and walked in.

"Old woman..."

Two old people are sitting on the sofa, the old man is holding the hand of the old woman, fighting with each other persistently.

They are like two old urchins who want to win and you lose, but the two old hands are firmly held together.

All of a sudden, their voice stopped. My grandfather was stunned to see me standing at the door of the hall.

The granny stopped her reproachful words, and her turbid eyes looked at me.

"Well, you're not the one..." She raised her hand, pointed to me and asked, "little girl, why are you here? You can't come in."

Yang Yi and uncle Yang come in and explain.

"Granddad, grandma, I called them here."

Lelao suddenly got at a loss. He didn't know where to put his hands. He glanced at his wife and muttered a few words. His voice was very light, but I still heard it.

"You see, it's not Those words just now... "He looked at me with some misgivings and asked, "did you just hear that?"

"Yang's face is a little bit old, but we don't want to be a bit old, but we don't want to be a bit old.

"Dad, mom."

Uncle Yang grinned bitterly, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.