Chapter 182: When you hear the outline, think of it as the universe
It was late May, and the chirping of cicadas outside the window was the prelude to midsummer, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter.
Yan Han stood on the balcony, looking up, imagining how the outside world would be full of life when midsummer arrived.
Although he can't see anything, summer has the greatest sense of presence for Yan Han.
In spring, she can smell the fragrance of various flowers. In autumn, she can listen carefully and hear the rustling of fallen leaves. The symbol of winter is the "crunching" sound of stepping on snow.
The movement in summer is the richest.
There were cicadas chirping non-stop throughout the day, and various birds chirping on time in the morning and evening.
Yan Han is often awakened by the chirping of birds in the morning.
When she was young, she could often hear the songs of so-called "beautiful" birds, such as orioles and thrushes.
Nowadays, most of them are sparrows that are common in cities, or stupid bead-necked turtle doves.
Early in the morning, the "chirps" and "cuckoos" merged into one, which was quite lively.
Of course she didn't know what these birds looked like specifically, but it was Lin Shuang who related the sounds to their looks and told him about them.
As for the pearl-necked turtle dove's "dumb-headedness", her brothers also told her about it.
"This kind of bird just grabs two branches and uses them as a nest, and then starts laying eggs on them. It's so stupid - it's as stupid as you, Xiaohan~"
After hearing this, Yan Han reached out and hit Lin Shuang hard, "I'm not stupid!"
When he thought of this, Yan Han, who was standing on the balcony, also waved forward along with the memory.
Hit the air.
There was another "coo-coo-coo" sound outside.
Yan Han stood there for a while, wondering if a bead-necked turtle dove that was as stupid as her would lay eggs outside her balcony.
Listening to the cry, it seems that there are more than one, calling for friends.
The birds are in groups and are not alone.
In summer, Yan Han often listened to the outside world like this.
Match the sounds you heard with Lin Shuang's description one by one.
Weave a vivid scene in your mind.
It's even more lively in the summer evenings, with all kinds of bugs, birds, and small animals like frogs, and there's almost a symphony concert every night.
There is a nighthawk in Yan Han's community, and the noise at night is so loud that it sounds like a car horn.
She slept peacefully with these sounds on her pillow.
Speaking of which, when she first got up today, she heard the cry of magpies.
The call of the magpie is not pleasant. Yan Han feels that it is just like the sparrow, and it is definitely not pleasant and gentle.
But it is a magpie after all, and hearing the cry of a magpie always symbolizes some good things.
——So, will the twin brothers come today?
Yan Han stood on the balcony for a while longer. The summer sunshine slowly climbed up to an angle that could hit her cheeks, making her face a little hot. Then she returned to the living room from the balcony.
She heard Lin Shuang's footsteps.
Yan Han got up in the morning, washed and tidied up, and has been standing on the balcony until now.
Finally, she was surrounded by the chirping of cicadas, birds, and wind blowing downstairs, as well as the sounds of traffic and car whistles coming from outside the community.
He accurately captured the sound of footsteps walking into the corridor of her home from far to near.
It's the footsteps of my twin brothers, it's unmistakable.
Yan Han imagined him walking into the corridor and pressing the elevator button.
Hopefully no one else is using the elevator right now.
Then she would be able to hear the sound of him opening the door a minute earlier, a few seconds earlier.
She heard him walk in and walked up to her.
Hearing him call her name, "Xiaohan."
Thinking of this, Yan Han even turned around happily. Then "Oops~" followed by "Boom!"
Yan Han tripped over the table leg while spinning around and fell to the ground.
She was holding her little head in pain: she was a little carried away~
Anyway, it’s all my fault!
The little calico cat named Huahua heard the sound and walked over slowly with cat steps.
Huahua circled around Yan Han to make sure that the stupid shovel was not broken. The little kitten swung its tail and climbed directly onto her belly.
When Lin Shuang opened the door and came in, he saw such a harmonious scene of humans and cats.
Huahua and Xiaohan get along very well~
Why is Xiaohan lying on the ground?
He put on his shoes and walked over, squatting down next to Yan Han.
"Xiaohan? Did you fall?"
Naturally, Yan Han would never admit that she was so happy that she tripped over because she heard his footsteps.
She sat up holding Huahua, "Why are you here again?"
Ah, this time because I fell down, I felt even more arrogant.
Unlike before, because I missed him so much, I almost lost my arrogance and only remained coquettish.
That's not okay.
We must stick to the character of the arrogant Xiaohan sister~
Lin Shuang smiled and said, "Of course I miss you, Xiaohan. Come and see you."
Yan Han originally planned to get up with Huahua in his arms and sit back on the sofa.
This sentence made her freeze immediately, holding her in place.
Like a computer that crashes suddenly, after a few seconds it resumes responding and all commands are executed instantly.
After Yan Han stayed for a few seconds, his face turned red, he turned his head and snorted, "I don't miss you."
Lin Shuang tapped his thigh happily with his fingers.
What a textbook tsundere~
He laughed, "Then I really have a pitiful unrequited love~"
The innocent little kitten Huahua, who was hugged tightly, rolled her eyes and struggled twice before breaking free from the stupid shit-sweeper's arms and running away.
Meow! What are you doing, shit shoveler!
Yan Han, who lost Huahua as a "prop", blushed and was at a loss.
Lin Shuang reached out and took her little hand, pulling her up.
"Go sit on the sofa. What are you doing on the floor?"
After standing up, Yan Han struggled a little but didn't let go of his hand, so she let him continue to hold her.
He led her to the sofa and sat down, and at a glance he saw a ball of yarn and some newly knitted gloves.
Lin Shuang said, "I started weaving so early this year..."
After learning to knit sweaters from Lin Shuang's mother, Yan Han would knit sweaters, scarves, gloves and the like every year.
Because she can't see, she can't play many children's games.
Knitting sweaters has become one of Xiao Yanhan's favorite leisure and entertainment activities, and it continues to this day.
When she first started learning, she often pricked her fingers. After knitting for so many years, she gradually became familiar with it.
Yan Han sat on the sofa for a while, then finally shook off Lin Shuang's hand and picked up the wool next to him.
"I knit it for myself."
She said so.
Lin Shuang did not expose her and told her about the business trip to Haicheng.
Tell her in detail about the bustling scene in Haicheng, the fireworks in the sky, and the grand occasion of the music festival.
Yan Han knitted woolen gloves and listened intently.
The magpie outside the window screamed again.
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