Yawning while holding his phone, Song Yunhui didn't notice the netizens who were still in a dilemma and greeted them as usual.
[As soon as I saw the area was in the study area, I rushed in. Although I didn’t understand the topic last time, I slept soundly.]
[Why are you so cute, little cat? I'll eat them one by one! ]
[? Are cats so introverted? I wanted to be reborn as a cat in my next life and live a good life without advanced mathematics, but I didn’t expect that even cats have to learn [呆慢.jpg]]
[Soy milk is the most horrible thing! Don’t let your cat go through this at such a young age! ]
[I am different, what book is rwkk the cat reading]
[Don’t talk nonsense. This cat sat next to me when I was taking the postgraduate entrance examination. I finished the questions very quickly.]
[Don’t spread fake news, Mao Mao is my senior and has already been admitted to graduate school]
The cat is not as capable as the netizens say. The cat is looking at the rows of words on the book, and its round eyes are filled with thoughts about the universe and the world.
It seems to be sublimating.
Song Yunhui taught it to recognize words step by step. He did not teach it to analyze the computer database right away. He was surprisingly pragmatic and started from the basics, teaching it the difference between a stack and a queue.
He seems to be teaching very seriously.
But it doesn't seem to be the case.
[I can sense that soy milk is probably really bored, so bored that it starts to persecute cats]
[Please don't oppress the cat like this (Modo Modo)]
[I don’t know how to describe it, but I think I understand it.]
[I think I understand +1]
[I am different, I have already snuggled into the bed beautifully]
[The liberal arts university students listened with great interest. They were reluctant to listen to the lecture before because of their computer science background, but now they are forcing themselves to listen. Isn’t this a kind of sword selling (cute cat head)?]
Even though he didn't understand anything and had no idea what the man was saying, Chengzi still cooperated with Song Yunhui. He huddled his furry body into the man's arms, occasionally twisting his body around to play around.
Song Yunhui stuffed it with a small plush sunflower that it usually loved to play with. The kitten completely lost its temper. It placed its head on the small sunflower and listened to the sounds coming from its ears. Its plush ears shook unconsciously.
Netizens were very angry about the persecution of kittens, and they liked and forwarded the video, making it a hot topic on the homepage, allowing everyone to watch the soy milk's atrocities.
The number of people in the live broadcast room increased instead of decreased.
Song Yunhui didn't pay attention to his phone and was still diligently teaching the kitten basic knowledge.
But he still hasn't finished teaching Orange the basic knowledge today.
Orange tried very hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids kept twitching and finally closed.
The kitten didn't listen, but the others listened with great interest.
Song Yunhui stopped explaining until a faint snoring sound was heard in the quiet room, and he followed the direction of the sound.
The kitten couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep.
Maybe because it was using its brain, it slept particularly soundly this time, snoring constantly.
Song Yunhui was not so desperate as to wake the sleeping cat up again. He gently pulled the book out from under Orange's body, adjusted his head, and let him sleep soundly while leaning comfortably on the small plush toy.
When Ye Min and her friend came back from City A, they brought a small blanket, which was just right for the kitten to cover itself with when it sleeps.
Let Orange continue to sleep here. Song Yunhui did not disturb it anymore. He covered the camera lens of his mobile phone and went upstairs quietly.
[Eyes! Don’t cover my eyes with soy milk! I can’t see anything! ]
[The small classroom is gone (wow why do I feel so sorry)]
[It’s so dark! Soy milk, let me out! ]
As long as there is a stage, they can perform anywhere.
Song Yunhui took his cell phone back to the room. When he passed by the cabinet where various small things were placed, he picked up a small orange made of orange hair that was placed on it.
He placed the little orange on the table, then set up a tripod and aimed the camera at the little orange.
"The trainee fell asleep, so I can only show you a smaller version of him."
He smiled and said, "It looks good, right?"
[It doesn’t look good. I’m a professional craftsman with 20 years of experience. Please send it to me and I’ll make it look good for you.]
[Upstairs, an abacus hits my face]
【Let's just say, give me a (shake) (healthy and moderate laughter)】
[Not good, unless it's mine]
[I can show off ten such cute little cats in one go]
[Haha, I think of my cat. I saved up enough dried fish for the Chinese New Year, but today my mom did a big cleanup and uncovered its secret base. Now it’s still in a bad mood.]
[My cat pulled down the sausage hanging on the balcony and is now being scolded]
Song Yun just went to switch the partition to the chat area, and when he came back he saw the next two messages and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The topic easily shifted from cats to how to celebrate the Chinese New Year.
The topic of the Chinese New Year always revolves around the Spring Festival Gala.
[Friends, are you still watching the Spring Festival Gala? We always play the Spring Festival Gala at home, and then a bunch of people play mahjong]
[I haven’t watched it in recent years. I don’t have the same feeling as before.]
[The Spring Festival Gala list was released before, and as expected, Qin Zong did not go]
[It feels like time has passed so quickly. I didn’t expect that it will be New Year’s Eve in a few days]
[The sad workers are no longer sad now, they happily pack up their things and go home]
[The colorful lights on the street have been installed, and there are also big lanterns. The planning and review online is really nice.]
Song Yun replied carefully to the comments from his fans one by one.
Time really flies by fast.
It feels like the last time I celebrated New Year’s Day was just last time, but it’s almost Spring Festival in a short time.
He turned and looked out the window.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, through the balcony railings, you can see that the roadside lamp outside the yard is also wrapped with a circle of small colored lights.
The little colored lights on the lampposts hadn't come on yet. They would probably have to wait another two days before coming on.
He slowly looked away.
***
Song House
Time flies. When I got up early in the morning, I found that New Year's Eve was only two days away. The domestic helpers who lived out of town had left several days ago, and the local people also settled their wages today and went back happily to celebrate the New Year.
Uncle Chen and other servants who had brought their families to live in the Song family had not left, so there were still quite a few people in the mansion, and it couldn't be said to be deserted.
The Song family never did much house-warming during the Chinese New Year. At most they just did a thorough cleaning and put up some Chinese couplets.
Posting couplets was a habit formed in the family after Xu Wenhui came. After she left, the remaining owners never cared about it, and it was always Uncle Chen who did the work on their behalf.
When he was little, the second young master would be very excited to stick with him. Although he couldn't help much due to his short arms and legs, his attitude was very good. He called him Uncle Chen sweetly and said that he would help him in the future.
After so many years and twists and turns, he is finally the only one left working.
Just after pasting the last bit, Uncle Chen turned around and saw Song Yunyang who just walked to the door.
Song Yunyang also looked at him.
Uncle Chen paused for a moment, then wiped his hands and took the car key from the other party.
They had gone on a long journey.
"call--"
The sound of wind outside the car window gradually disappeared, the car slowed down, and finally slowly stopped.
Song Yunyang got out of the car, and the moment he opened the door, he felt the cold snow hitting his face.
Uncle Chen sat in the car and watched the other person's back disappear.
This is the entrance to the cemetery, where Xu Wenhui is buried.
Whenever he is in the country, Song Yunyang comes here at this time every year.
This place is far away from the city and few people pass by, so even the snow is deeper than in other places.
He remembered exactly where the tombstone was.
Walk along the snowy main road and turn into a small path, from here you can see the sparsely covered monument with fine snow.
He moved closer and wiped away the snow that was covered on the tombstone.
It was very quiet, with only the sound of the wind whistling past and the sound of snow falling from the trees not far away.
Song Yunyang didn't say anything, he just squatted there quietly, looking down at the tombstone.
The habits formed over the years cannot be easily changed. Even when facing a cold tombstone, he still kept all his words in his heart and refused to reveal them easily.
It's like a silent confrontation with myself.
“…”
I don’t know how long it took, maybe just a moment, Song Yunyang finally said nothing and put down the flowers in his hand.
He put the flower down and prepared to leave, but he saw a dry branch sticking out from the snow.
He dug through the snow along the dry branches.
The dried branches and leaves that once looked like flowers are now completely exposed.
Someone had been here a long time ago.
Come in silence like him, and leave in silence.
The only difference is probably that the other party came alone.
It was obvious who had been there.
The branches and leaves that had just been dug out of the snow pile were broken into pieces, and the wind from the other end blew the broken leaves away directly.
The broken leaves were carried by the wind to places out of sight.
It only takes a moment to make a decision.
Song Yunyang stood up and took out his phone.
He turned and walked away in the direction he had come.
The fresh flowers that were left behind were gradually covered with dots of snow.
“Buzz—buzz—”
The cell phone buried in the quilt began to vibrate, but the quilt was thick, so the vibration was unnecessary.
Song Yunhui had just come out of the bathroom after scratching his hair when he heard a sound coming from outside the balcony. He wanted to lean over to take a look, but instead he noticed a faint vibrating sound in the quilt.
He found the cell phone that he had buried casually under the quilt when he got up. His hands, having just been touched by cold water, were a little out of control, and he answered the call before he could even see the contact person clearly.
He said "hello" reflexively.
It is a very polite and courteous sentence.
There was silence for a moment, then he said:
"I just visited my mom's place."
Slowly sitting on the bed, Song Yun looked out the window and said:
"Yeah, so?"
——
The snow was getting heavier. Uncle Chen was originally sitting in the car waiting, but later he put on gloves and walked out of the car, looking around.
A person walked out in the snow, his neat clothes blown into disarray by the wind.
他原本想要打招呼，後來看清對方手裏拿着的電話，最後選擇沉默地幫忙打開了車門。
對方坐進車裏，門要關上的瞬間，他聽到對方說了句“對不起”。
年輕的男人坐在車內，這麽多年來從沒彎過一次腰，無論是怎樣的情況也絕不會妥協，像是沒人可以壓彎他的脊梁。
現在卻沾着滿身碎雪，不顧身上略微的狼狽，啞聲道歉。
陳伯的動作一頓，拉着車門的手略微松開，最後車門自動關上，發出輕微的沉悶一聲響。
車門關閉後他這才回過神來，之後繞了半圈，重新坐回駕駛座。
車門關上後，所有的聲音都被隔絕到了車窗之外。
車裏很安靜，就只有宋雲揚講電話的聲音。
……還有從手機裏傳出的手機對面的聲音。
盡管已經很久沒有聽到過對方的聲音，但是已經一起生活了這麽多年，陳伯仍然很快就可以辨認出電話對面的人是誰。
沒有想到宋雲揚居然會在這個時候和對方打電話，也沒有料到他居然還會道歉，陳伯不知道前因後果，最後安靜開車，注意着路面狀況的時候一邊默默聽着。
陳伯意外，手機對面的人似乎也驚訝，沒想到是這樣的展開。
過了半晌，對面問：
“怎麽說？”
他聲音依舊清透淺淡，帶着一貫的平和。
也十足的冷靜。
這聲音一時間讓人有些恍惚。
——不像是期待一個答案，也沒有好奇的感覺，像是單純出于禮貌順着他的話說。
“我一直都知道媽的死和你沒關系。”
宋雲揚坦白了。
他把藏了這麽多年的想法一一說出來，包括那些不堪的，通過讓別人和自己一樣痛苦來讓自己能夠獲得一絲喘息的機會的事。
他恨的從來不是別人，而是他自己。
但是他把這個恨意巧妙地轉移到了其他人身上。
這是卑劣的，從來沒有宣之于口的他。
“……”
車內只有他的說話聲還有兩個人的呼吸聲。
陳伯透過後視鏡看了眼宋雲揚的臉。
對方的表情已然和平時有差別，平時的冷靜自持到現在像是被其他情緒壓了一頭。
他把自己要說的話已經說完，現在安靜等着對方的答複。
——
安靜房間內，電話裏的聲音安靜下來，庭院裏的說話聲傳過來。
宋雲回起身打開落地窗，走到陽臺邊坐下，低頭往下看。
他今天穿的不是睡衣，是件很保暖的羽絨服，還有大圍巾，像現在這樣在室外短暫坐一下沒關系。
他扒拉在陽臺欄杆邊，低頭就可以看到在院子裏陪橙子一起玩的葉敏和秦建遠。
他一邊看，邊說：
“嗯，我知道。”
他一直都知道。
所以他一直在努力，也一直在等，等到宋雲揚能夠用真實的自己面對他這一天。
手機裏傳來的是他之前等了很久的話。
但他已經等太久了。
等到不再期待，也不再在意。
他說：“恭喜。”
能夠把話說出，說明對方已經開始慢慢從過去那一段走出來。
不管對他來說怎樣，但是對對方自己來說确實算一件好事。
宋雲揚設想過宋雲回也許會給出的回答，他想了很多種，也做好了心理準備。
但唯獨沒想到是一句“恭喜”。
陳伯也沒想到。
這句話像是誠心的恭喜，又像是一句随口的客套。
對方還是那個語氣，他們甚至分不清楚對方現在到底是以什麽樣的心情在接這個電話。
這種冷靜又簡要的話比長篇大論還要來得讓人心裏止不住地發緊。
對面的人好像變了很多。
仍然是印象中的那個人，但是和印象中又有很大出入。
片刻的沉默之後，宋雲揚說：
“還有兩天就過年了，你打算在哪裏過年？”
這是他第一次平心靜氣地提起了這個話題。
前面的陳伯悄悄豎起了耳朵。
這一次不再是什麽時候回來，而是“打算在哪過年”。
他心裏已經有些猜想。
這個年，家裏或許注定少一個人。
電話對面的宋雲回還在低頭看樓下院子裏的動靜，沒有立即回複。
葉敏兩個人對橙子是寵得沒下線，對方怕冷在屋裏呆着，他們就在屋裏陪對方玩，今天又下雪，小貓咪想要出門玩他們就跟着一起出門，兩人一貓在院子裏轉來轉去，還不時用貓語交流，看上去玩得開心。
養了貓家裏确實安靜不下來。
并且主要還不是貓在叫。
他很輕地笑了一聲，之後想起手裏的電話，說：
“以後就不回來了。”
不是今年，而是以後。
宋雲揚還想說些什麽，手機對面卻傳來動靜，讓他暫時止住了話。
有敲門聲響起。
房間門被敲響，宋雲回轉頭。
秦書的身影出現在門口，說：
“都準備好了，可以出門了。”
冷風順着打開的落地窗吹進來，從他的視角看不到對方手上的手機，卻看得到對方光腳穿着的拖鞋，又說：
“外面冷，先進來把襪子穿上。”
剛上陽臺沒戴帽子，外面一陣風吹起，宋雲回随手壓下被風吹得往旁邊揚去的頭發，微眯起眼睛，說了聲“好”。
秦書于是離開了。
宋雲回重新拿過手機放在耳邊，說：
“我還有事，要是沒什麽事的話就祝你們新年快樂然後就挂了。”
宋雲揚說不出自己還有什麽事。
于是對面挂了。
手機屏幕暗了下去。
他低頭看着黑暗一片的手機，之後說:
“新年快樂。”
聽見後面的聲音，陳伯嘴唇微動，最後仍然什麽也沒說，安靜開車。
挂掉電話後宋雲回還在外面再站了一會兒，直到腳僵得有些明顯了，這才拉上落地窗進了屋。
之前關門離開的秦書又回來了，回來的時候手上還多了雙襪子，不用宋雲回自己翻箱倒櫃找了。
也不知道他是怎麽做到的，襪子拿到手後，宋雲回驚奇地發現這東西居然是溫暖的，拿在手上都能感覺到其熱度。
舒舒服服穿完襪子，兩人一起下樓。
難得橙子今天有興致出門，于是葉敏抓緊機會約了攝影館，準備今天帶着貓貓出門，把照片一舉拿下。
大家都閑閑在家，她想做什麽事自然都是支持。
但是今天要出門首先得把橙子哄開心。
“都準備好了”的意思是除了橙子和二老，其他都準備好了。
宋雲回和秦書站在門口，看到兩人和橙子玩得不亦樂乎，似乎還沒有玩夠，最終選擇了不打擾。
他們回客廳，最後樸素地用手機聯機玩了一會兒五子棋。
他們兩個下得慢，等到玄關處傳來聲音的時候也才玩了兩把。
橙子玩開心了，現在挂在爺爺秦建遠身撒嬌嬌。
葉敏出門在外一定要當一個精致的人，剛才在外面跑跳半天，她回來後就去房間補了個妝。
這下就是所有人都準備好了，可以出發。
去的時候依舊是秦書開的車。
攝影館是葉敏精挑細選選出來的，據說是認識的人在這邊拍過，信譽和品質都很好。
雖然是叫做館，實際上攝影館并不小。
攝影館有自己的攝影基地，下車的時候就能看到周圍一大片的仿古樣式的樓臺水榭。
或許是最近電視劇看多了的原因，葉敏挑來挑去，最後決定選擇拍個別致的全家福——她将這個稱之為全家福。
她想拍古裝，其他人無條件服從她。
或者說是秦建遠看上去挺嚴肅一個人，實際上也想試試。
他最近和葉敏一起看的電視，論沉迷程度不相上下。
宋雲回和秦書的想法高度的一致，不在意穿什麽衣服，只要二老拍得開心就好。
他們到時，攝影館門口已經有人在等着了。
看上去是一個青春靓麗的女生。
她看到四人一貓，先是問了名字，名字對上後就帶着幾人進了裏邊。
裏面和在外面看上去一樣大，負責接待的女生說今天是她們最後一天營業，除了他們之外就沒有其他客人。
看起來也确實是這樣，偌大的地方沒幾個人在走，女生介紹說他們可以在裏面自由逛逛。
事情交給葉敏去辦的一個好處就是可以省去很多不必要的麻煩。
和其他人租衣服不一樣，她是直接買，提前買好了送到，他們不用選來選去，可以直接穿。
專門的化妝師還在給葉敏兩個人上妝，宋雲回換完衣服之後就出了房間。
今天又下雪，橙子今天已經過了把雪瘾，現在圍在小火爐邊烤火，說什麽也不出房間。
所以宋雲回一個人出來了。
他記得就在這附近有一個小亭子，六角的，延伸到湖心，看上去挺好看。
亭子很容易找。
直到真正走上亭子的時候才能夠注意到這個亭子似乎很低，站在木質雕花欄杆邊，好像一彎腰就可以碰到結了冰的水面。
宋雲回是這樣想的，也是這樣做的。
他坐下來，之後靠在欄杆邊伸手往下探，手指碰到了冰涼的薄冰。
冰是真的很薄，碰一下之後就碎開，手可以浸進水裏，指尖瞬間就變得通紅。
Qin Shu, who had received a phone call and separated from the others shortly after entering, slowly searched for the figure along the way. Then, across half of the lake, he saw the person who had reached his body and put his hand into the lake.
The other party had changed his clothes and was wearing a scarlet robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and flying cranes. There was a circle of white fluff on the edge of the robe. Because of the water, the long sleeves were exposed, revealing a white lining and a wide red robe embroidered with gold thread.
The other person seemed to notice him, and retracted the hand that was just touching the water. With light-colored pupils reflecting the lake blue light, he raised his eyes to look at him.