Are you feeling depressed and stuffy?

Having lived with him for three years, Su Ling had a deep understanding of this.

If you don't ask him about something, he won't take the initiative to speak up, and even if he does, he may not get an answer. Especially in the past six months, Li Feng's "sullenness" has become more and more severe, and the number of times has increased. Su Ling feels powerless and doesn't know how to communicate with him.

"Well, let's not talk about him." Seeing Su Ling's frown, Lin Zhou changed the subject, "How is the house in the countryside? Are you used to living there?"

"Very good." Su Ling calmed down, changed the camera, and held up his phone to let Lin Zhou tour the house.

Lin Zhou saw the furnishings in the room through the screen and exclaimed in amazement.

"Xiao Ling! You're in luck! This chair, this table, this shelf, this screen, and the porcelain vase in the corner are all antiques, right?"

"It should be. This house has a history of several hundred years." Su Ling came to the living room, opened the door, and pointed his phone outside. "In front is the yard, with a garden style, quite beautiful."

Unfortunately, it is dark now and there are no lawn lights, so I can't see the scenery clearly.

Lin Zhou was originally worried that Su Ling would live in a dilapidated adobe house in the countryside, but now, looking at this quaint house, his worries finally settled down.

"In addition to the house, my second grandfather also left me ten acres of land and a mountain that he had contracted for fifty years," said Su Ling.

Lin Zhou's eyes widened in astonishment: "Ten acres of land? A mountain that has been contracted for fifty years? Your second grandfather is a hermit!"

Su Ling sighed: "When I got the inheritance, I was as surprised as you."

Lin Zhou blinked and stroked his chin: "So... are you going to farm in the countryside?"

Su Ling was stunned: "Me? Farming?"

Asking a lazy man who doesn't know how to grow crops to farm, are you kidding? He has to lie down before he has even planted half an acre of land. How unreliable!

Lin Zhou said: "We can't just waste it, right? I'm free anyway, so I might as well plant some flowers when I'm bored!"

Su Ling laughed: "How can planting flowers be the same as farming?"

There is only one pot of flowers, and he just needs to put it on the balcony, water it, fertilize it, and expose it to the sun. Farming is a long-term physical job, which he definitely cannot do.

Lin Zhou suggested: “If you really don’t want to grow it yourself, just rent it to someone else to grow it!”

Su Ling nodded: "I'll think about it."

After chatting for a while, the two ended the video.

Looking at the darkened screen, Su Ling sighed softly, closed the door, walked around the central wall of the hall, and went upstairs.

The night in the countryside is unusually quiet, and the creaking sound made by stepping on the wooden stairs is particularly harsh.

It was the first time for Su Ling to live in such a remote and large house, and he had some difficulty adapting. During the day, with Li Dahai and Aunt Zhang around, he did not feel scared, but at night, when he was alone, walking up the long and narrow stairs, he felt a chill on his back.

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality..." Su Ling finished reading it in one breath, then bravely went upstairs.

There are three rooms on the second floor, the master bedroom in the middle and the secondary bedrooms on both sides.

Aunt Zhang said that the second grandfather lived in the master bedroom when he was alive. If Su Ling was cautious and renovated it and opened the windows to air it out for two months, the bad luck would be gone.

Su Ling therefore temporarily lived in the second bedroom on the east side, planning to hire someone to renovate the master bedroom after some time.

The second bedroom was simply furnished with an old wardrobe against the wall and a 1.5-meter-wide wooden bed. The bedding on the bed was purchased from Aunt Zhang.

A few days ago, Aunt Zhang made two quilts with new cotton. She originally wanted to keep them for her son and daughter-in-law who were coming home for the New Year, but since Su Ling needed them urgently, she gave them to him first.

Su Ling certainly couldn't take it for free, so he paid for it and also bought the bed sheet and bedspread. Aunt Zhang smiled and gave him a buy two get one free deal, and also gave him an old pillow that was not being used.

Four suitcases were neatly placed in the corner of the wall. Su Ling opened one, found her underwear and pajamas, and went into the bathroom to wash.

When the second grandfather renovated the house, he added a modern bathroom to the bedroom, but there was no water heater inside, so Su Ling just took a quick shower with cold water.

Taking a cold shower on a spring night was so painful. After the shower, Su Ling quickly crawled into the quilt, curled up and shivered.

The newly fluffy cotton quilt smells like the sun and is soft and dry, but it cannot compare to the silk quilt at home. The rough quilt cover and sheets rub against my skin, and I feel uncomfortable no matter how I lie on it, and I have no desire to sleep at all.

The strange environment, strange room and strange bed all made Su Ling feel uneasy.

After tossing and turning for a long time, my mind became clearer and I thought of the ancestral tablets in the separate house in the backyard, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

I pulled the quilt over my head, and after a while, I felt suffocated and had difficulty breathing. I couldn't help but lift the quilt to get some fresh air.

In the past, when he watched horror movies, he would sleep with Lu Feng holding him. He felt especially safe in his broad arms. But now he was alone in a remote countryside, unable to sleep. Thinking about it, Su Ling couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat.

When they were in love, their relationship was as sweet as honey, so why did it become cold after they got married?

Feeling depressed, Su Ling took out the mobile phone from under the pillow, opened the photo album, and found nothing in it. Then he remembered that this phone was newly bought. He had turned off the previous phone and left it at home for fear that it would be blocked.

I opened the app, downloaded a small sleeping app, played soothing music to relax my mind, and unconsciously recalled the time when I first fell in love with Lu Feng.

Three years ago, he and Li Feng were still students at S University. Li Feng was two years older than him and was about to graduate. One of them was in the Department of Art, and the other was in the Department of Finance. They had no interactions until the school anniversary party that year, when Su Ling was persuaded by his classmates to sign up for a show, and they finally had close contact.

As the planner of the party, he was very thorough. If there was a mistake during rehearsal, he would ask for a redo and strive for perfection. He didn't talk much, but his momentum was amazing. With just a glance, the juniors would immediately correct their mistakes.

Su Ling's show was much later, but he always came early, sat in the corner with his guitar, playing and singing softly while waiting for rehearsal. Occasionally, he would feel a burning gaze falling on him. He would look up, but the gaze would quickly disappear.

When he finished rehearsal and waited for Senior Rui to criticize him, he just nodded and said nothing.

This puzzled Su Ling. Senior Rui could always point out the flaws in other people's programs, so why did he become so silent when it came to his turn?

When he told Lin Zhou about it, Lin Zhou laughed at him for being so surprised.

"Our little Lingling is pretty, sings well, plays the guitar well, and looks like a star when she stands on the stage. You don't know how crazy the junior and senior students in the audience go when you sing. Of course, there are also a group of junior and senior students who are fascinated by you. If Lu Feng were a homosexual, he would definitely not be able to get past you, this beauty!"

Su Ling thought Lin Zhou was exaggerating!

At first glance, Lu Feng is a serious person. How could he be tempted by beauty?

Besides, the Su family and the Lu family were business competitors, so it was good enough that Lu Feng did not mock him.

On the evening of the school anniversary, Su Ling dressed gorgeously and elegantly for the stage effect, and received warm applause from the audience at the end of the performance.

Su Ling bowed and left the stage, and removed his makeup backstage. Suddenly, a large bouquet of roses appeared in front of him. He looked up in surprise, staring blankly at the handsome man so close to him.

"The performance was a success." Lu Feng's voice was low and gentle, which made Su Ling's ears soften.

"Thank you...thank you." Su Ling reached out and hugged the rose, his face flushed.

"Let's go out for a walk together?" asked Lu Feng.

Su Ling met his deep black eyes and nodded involuntarily. When he came to his senses, he was already in the dating place on campus.

Su Ling had long forgotten what he said that night. He only clearly remembered Lu Feng's handsome facial features, tall stature, and straight long legs.

There are many people pursuing Su Ling in the school, but Su Ling is indifferent because he is not clear about his sexual orientation, so he does not want to fall in love blindly. Until Lu Feng appears, gives him roses, and walks quietly around the campus with his hand. The pleasant sound of a cello echoes in his ears, and Su Ling's heart beats wildly. The seedling of love emerges, tender and fragrant.

"I...can I ask you to be a model?" Su Ling blurted out stupidly before returning to the dormitory.

The commonality of art students is to pursue all beautiful things, and to record, enjoy and praise them bit by bit with their brushes. He is good at Chinese painting, and is also proficient in sketching and oil painting. His delicate features and figure make him an excellent model.

"Okay." Lu Feng nodded.

Su Ling returned to the dormitory happily with roses in her hands, but was teased by Lin Zhou.

In this way, they slowly started dating.

Lu Feng seldom said touching love words, but often expressed his love through actions.

He generously took off his clothes to be Su Ling's exclusive model, gave Su Ling an expensive watch, brought breakfast to Su Ling every day, and when Su Ling stayed in the studio late, he would sit quietly by the side and read a book.

For a while, they became the most envied couple in S University, but only Su Ling knew that after the two confirmed their relationship, they had not had any intimate contact.

Su Ling once wondered if he was not attractive enough, otherwise why didn't his boyfriend look at him with a trace of lust?

Finally, after two months of dating, Su Ling and Lu Feng kissed.

It was New Year's Day, and many couples went out on dates, and they were no exception.

It is said that women dress up to please themselves, and men who are in love will also show their best side in front of their lovers.

Su Ling wore fashionable clothes and let her shoulder-length curly hair down. She looked like an elegant and noble prince as she walked towards her boyfriend who was waiting outside the dormitory building.

Lu Feng was obviously dressed up carefully, but he was warmer than Su Ling and wore a long black wool coat.

Seeing that Su Ling was wearing thin clothes, he didn't say anything, but just held Su Ling's hand and put it in his pocket.

Su Ling was inexplicably moved, and clasped his fingers tightly in his pocket.

The two took a taxi to the bustling downtown area, strolled along the pedestrian street, watched mall performances, drank coffee and listened to music, had a steak dinner, and finally came to the most famous viewing pier in S City, where they leaned against the railings and admired the fireworks show over the sea.

It was early in the morning and the night was cool. The sea breeze made Su Ling shiver. He sneezed several times and regretted that he had worn too little in order to look good. Suddenly, his body felt warm. The thick woolen coat was draped over his shoulders, blocking out the cold.

Su Ling's nose felt sore and her eyes were moist. She tilted her head back and couldn't help but peck her boyfriend's lips.

When he was about to move away, he was hugged by a pair of strong arms. Luo Feng lowered his head and held his pink and tender lips, deepening the kiss.

Su Ling was passively embedded in his arms. She was kissed until she felt dizzy and hot all over. She almost turned into a puddle of water in her boyfriend's arms.

After a long time, the two reluctantly parted and gazed at each other affectionately. The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky, becoming the most beautiful background.

"Let's get married!" Lu Feng said in a hoarse voice.

"——Okay." Su Ling agreed without hesitation.

At that moment, he was certain and convinced that he wanted to spend his life with Lu Feng.

——————

“Ding Dong—Ding Dong—”

The urgent doorbell woke Su Ling up. He opened his eyes dazedly and reached for his phone to see that it was already eight o'clock in the morning. He suddenly woke up and sat up.

"hiss--"

He frowned his delicate eyebrows and held his waist.

The hard bed is so uncomfortable. Even with a layer of cotton bedding on it, my back and waist still ache.

The doorbell was still ringing. He ignored the pain and struggled to get up.

There was no constant temperature air conditioning in the room. When she came out from under the quilt, she was instantly exposed to the cold wind. She sneezed twice and sniffed her nose. Then Su Ling got out of bed, found clothes from the box, changed hurriedly, and went downstairs quickly with her slightly curly shoulder-length hair.

Yesterday he made an appointment with Aunt Zhang for her to come over at 7:30 in the morning to weed the yard, but he couldn't sleep at night and was lost in thought until the early morning, so he overslept.

“Aaaaa——”

As the gate opened, Aunt Zhang's round face was revealed.

"Sorry, Aunt Zhang, I got up late." Su Ling said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I set the time too early." Aunt Zhang came once at 7:30 and saw that the gate to the yard was closed. She knew that Su Ling had not gotten up yet, so she waited until 8 o'clock before coming and ringing the doorbell.

Feeling Aunt Zhang's thoughtfulness, Su Ling felt warm in his heart.

"By the way, this is the steamed bun I made. If you don't mind, you can have it as breakfast." Aunt Zhang handed Su Ling an old aluminum lunch box with a little panda printed on the lid.

Su Ling took it in a daze and said, "Thank you, Aunt Zhang."

"Thank you for what? You gave me a job, so I should thank you!" Aunt Zhang narrowed her eyes, "Just go eat, don't worry about me."

She rushed Su Ling back into the house, put the hot aluminum lunch box on the dining table, went upstairs to brush his teeth and wash his face, then went downstairs to sit at the eight-immortals table and eat steamed buns with boiled water.

I borrowed boiled water from a tavern yesterday and used it to make a bowl of noodles. Half of the water was left in the thermos. It was a little warm after a night and was barely drinkable. The steamed buns were white and plump, not sweet, but had a milky flavor. They were soft in the mouth and very delicious.

Su Ling finished his first breakfast in the countryside with relish.

Aunt Zhang took a sickle from the small warehouse at the back and bent over to cut weeds in the yard. Su Ling stood on the corridor in front of the door and watched for a while, then walked up to her and said, "Aunt Zhang, let's not weed today!"

Aunt Zhang straightened up and asked in confusion, "Not weeding? How can that be? I can't get paid for nothing!"

Seeing that she was anxious, Su Ling said hurriedly, "Manual weeding is too tiring. I want to buy a lawn mower and a leaf trimmer. It will be more convenient."

The yard of the Luo family's house is large and full of plants. Aunt He usually uses a lawn mower and a trimmer to take care of it, which is quick and beautiful.

Aunt Zhang objected immediately: "Why buy a lawn mower? It's such a waste of money! I've been working here for more than ten years, and I've always done manual weeding. Don't worry, I'm a good weeder, and I guarantee that I'll keep the garden beautiful."

Seeing that she insisted, Su Ling had no choice but to give up.

Aunt Zhang bent down and cut two handfuls of grass. Suddenly she remembered something and said to him, "Xiao Su, do you want to go to the mountain to worship the dead?"

Su Ling: “Huh?”