Chapter 37:

At eight o'clock in the evening, there are not many passersby.
Several students in school uniforms passed by, holding snacks in their hands, and the smell of food permeated the air.
He sucked his nose, and suddenly missed the takeaway that had just been thrown into the trash.
On the taxi, the taxi driver asked him from the rearview mirror: "Boy, where do you want to go?"
"Go ..." Yu Yan stuck his shell.
He didn't know where to go, but after walking for a long time, he felt his feet were a little sour. Just when a taxi came, he stopped it.
He thought about it and said, "Go to Chunboling."
The driver's eyes became weird at a glance.
"Boy, that's too far, three or four hours have passed." He said restlessly, "... or else you stop a car again?"
It is true that he likes to run long distances, but Chunboling is not only far, but also a cemetery. He is really not willing to run this trip.
Yu Yan: "Then you can open it."
driver:"……"
Is this a movie?
Seeing that the driver hadn't moved, Yu Yan thought about what he said, and he felt a little funny.
He opened his wallet and took out a note with the address from it: "Go here."
The driver glanced at the address on the slip of paper and rushed to take over to set off on the accelerator, for fear he would regret it.
After getting out of the car, Yu Yan stood outside a two-story cottage with his hands in his pockets, and was not in a hurry.
The first floor of the house is lit with yellow warm lights and looks very warm. There is also a small garden and swing outside.
He watched for almost ten minutes before turning to leave.
"Xiao Yan? Why are you here?"
The man behind was wearing a suit with a briefcase in his hand, with a slightly surprised expression.
Yu Yan made a move, and just took the steps back: "... Uncle."
As soon as the door was opened, there was a gentle female voice: "Husband? Why are you back so late today and working overtime again?"
Instead of taking off his shoes, Yu Minyang first opened the shoe cabinet and took a pair of slippers on Yu Yan's feet: "Well, there is an urgent case to deal with ... Is the meal still warm?"
"It may be a bit cold, so let's eat it. You are too late to return, and your daughter has eaten."
"Hot it up," Yu Minyang said, "Xiao Yan is here."
"Xiaoyan?" A sound of footsteps rang, and the middle-aged woman poked her head out of the living room, holding the TV remote control in her hand.
Yu Yan: "Well done."
"Ah ... OK." She blinked, and threw the remote control directly onto the sofa. "I go to hot rice, and there are fish in the refrigerator. Does Xiao Yan like to fry or cook?"
Yu Yan hurriedly said, "No trouble, I have eaten."
"That would be to accompany uncle." Yu Minyang set aside his briefcase. "He likes to cook fried foods."
When the meal came to the table, Yu Yi's craftsmanship was very good, and the color and fragrance were complete. Yu Yan had not eaten much dinner, but now his index finger was stimulated by the food in front of him.
Yu Minyang opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of cold beer.
"Drink?"
Yu Yan busyly said, "Don't drink."
Yu Minyang shoved a bottle into his hand, and his palm was immediately cold.
"Why are you here today?" Yu Minyang picked up a piece of fish and asked, "I didn't do that ... live?"
Yu Yan could not meet his enthusiasm, took a sip of wine, and the astringency spread in his mouth immediately.
"Leave a leave today."
Yu Minyang helped him read the contract and knew that his monthly salary was not low, so he would n’t mention the money. He nodded and said,
If you are tired, take a rest. You will often come to your uncle here. "If it weren't for me, would you be leaving early?"
Yu Yan shook his head: "... Of course not."
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Yu Minyang's cheeks turned red and her voice was louder: "You have to eat a bit more, look at you, thin and small, and your arms are so thin that they can almost catch up with your cousin. Why? Ask your wife? "
Yu Zheng patted him: "What are you talking about, Xiaoyan is not yet 20 years old, what wife do you want? Don't drink, because the alcohol is not good ... you have to go to work tomorrow."
"I have a rare drink. You ask me to drink some more."
"No."
Yu Yan watched quietly on one side, the corner of his mouth unconsciously tilted.
During the meal, Yu Minyang grabbed Yu Yan and talked about her homework for a long time. She didn't plan to stop talking from 9 o'clock to 10 o'clock.
From talking ten years ago to ten years later, the topic has come here: "Xiao Yan, you have a child in the future, what name do you want?"
Yu Yan: "..."
Yu Yan really couldn't stand it, and snatched the wine in his hand: "Can you stop? What time is it? Xiao Yan is sitting in front of the computer every day. It's a rare vacation and he needs to go back to rest early."
Yu Minyang: "What time is it? Oh, I didn't pay attention to time ... Today he came, I'm happy, this is the first time he came to see me at home."
"I must come often later." After that, Yu Yan stood up. "That uncle, I'll go home today."
"Wait a while." Yu Minyang leaned on the table and spoke much slower. "Xiao Yan, I don't know why you're upset."
"But you remember, if something can't be solved, come to your uncle. Your little things are not worth mentioning in the eyes of adults."
Unexpectedly, the other party noticed it early, and Yu Yanjue felt like he was surrounded by some warm current, and was very hot.
After a while, he nodded: "I see ... Uncle."

As soon as Yi Chen opened the door, he saw Yi Ran coming out of the guest room with a suitcase.
He raised an eyebrow: "By the way, I lost the garbage in the guest room."
Yi Ran didn't know why: "Go out? Where?"
Yi Chen's eyes fell on the trunk.
Yi Ran: "This, brother, did you forget? The day after tomorrow is Cheng's birthday. Thirty years old, the full birthday, the thief is memorable."
Yi Chen walked to the study: "What does it have to do with your luggage?"
Yi Ran said inexplicably: "His birthday goes to Manyang! I'll pack my luggage in advance, so I don't have to mess around tomorrow. I have watched the program schedule, which is very interesting."
In response to him was a closing door.
Yi Chen sat in front of the computer and opened WeChat while untying his tie.
Sure enough, a group blocked by him has reached 99 messages.
Mo Nancheng: "My birthday banquet is scheduled to be held in Manyang. The arrangements are as follows: beach sunbathing, seafood banquet, nightclub. Eat, drink, play and play all-inclusive all day long. The tickets are booked the night before. See you guys at the airport and love you guys. [/ 亲亲] "
There were only ten people in this group of chats, and the others made vomiting expressions. After voicing, they indicated that they would arrive on time, and only Yi Chen did not speak.
Mo Nancheng: "1, brother, I will pick you up at your house when you arrive, don't try to run."
Yi Chen returned a full stop to indicate that he knew it, then turned on the computer and went into the live broadcast room.
The live broadcast page turned around for a long time before it popped up:
[The anchor is back to the planet for the time being, come to see me next time ~]
He frowned and refreshed again, still the reminder.
[1 What happened to the boss, the anchor asked for leave today. 】
[Now there are so few barrage, will I get the attention of 1 boss? 】
[The anchor seems to be asking for leave for the first time. I don't think he looks very good during the live broadcast in the afternoon. 】
[1: Well, I see. 】
After sending this sentence, Yi Chen directly retired from the live broadcast room, and did not see a barrage behind him.
[How do I have a feeling [in school, other classmates came to find a boyfriend, and then a group of classmates sipped "he asked for sick leave"] ...]
When Yu Yan returned home, the tip of his nose was still lingering on the smell of the wine. He accidentally spilled some on the collar when he just drank. Although it was air-dried on the way home, the taste remained on it.
He grabbed his pajamas and turned into the bathroom.
When the mobile phone sounded, he was washing his hair, his hands were foaming.
With a little probe, he held up one eyelid, and after seeing the video call request on the screen, his hand stopped.
What did he forget! !! !!
He stepped out of the shower area, and tossed the towel and wiped the foam on his forehead. Regardless of anything else, he quickly answered.
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you about asking for leave ..."
Yi Chen narrowed his eyes and saw the clavicle of the boy at a glance.
He had been wearing thin clothes, let alone naked, with clavicle lines that were eye-catching, and a small throat knot protruding.
The skin is very white, the water droplets on the body are not dry, and there is a thin red mark on the neck, which seems to be accidentally scratched when washing the hair.
The clavicle goes down ... you can't see it anymore, the angle of the phone is not good, and most of the interface of the video is the ceiling of the bathroom.
"It's okay." Yi Chen's index finger gently tapped on the table. "Why did you suddenly ask for leave?"
Yu Yan didn't think there was anything wrong. He raised his hand and plucked all the hair that drooped down his forehead, and truthfully said, "I didn't play well today, I didn't feel anything, and I was afraid that I would lose powder if I continued to broadcast."
Yi Chen hummed, and asked coldly, "Isn't it cold?"
The recent cold air attack has caused a sudden drop in temperature in Jincheng, and pedestrians on the street have already wore winter clothes.
Yu Yan: "It's not cold, I have more than 20 degrees this winter."
Not many cities meet this condition, Yi Chen casually said: "Manyang?"
"Yes," Yu Yan asked, "are you just off work?"
"Well, when I went to your live broadcast room, the audience said that you were not feeling well." Yi Chen's eyes were awkward, and he looked away for a long time. "I think you look good."
Yu Yan used to wash her hair with hot water, and her cheeks were already flushed.
Yu Yan didn't speak, he just realized that there are no cats in today's video.
The video is facing the man's chest, and he can see the gray blazer and white lining he wears today, similar to the style worn by Yu Minyang.
But 1's body is obviously better than his uncle's. The white shirt was stretched out of shape, and the exposed half of the neck was also particularly sensational.
"I'm not uncomfortable." The bubble dropped to his eyelashes again, before he realized that his image didn't seem to be decent. "Do you want to play games? I can take you up after taking a shower."
Yi Chen: "No more fights, you can rest."
Yu Yan asked again, "What about tomorrow night?"
"It won't be here for the next two days."
Yu Yan hesitated and said dullly, "... Are you busy recently?"
"Um." Yi Chen laughed. "You have to go to a field." 2k novel reading network