Chapter 88: Last Blind Peach Blossom Tribulation

A few days after the banquet, Yan Lao called and scolded Yan Xi.
I think it was Zhang Jiatian and the vinegar to file a complaint. It was nothing more than Yanxi and Wen's making a fuss. It was not intentional to hit Wen Heng. Who could have expected that slap on her face was an accident. By the way, the fiery loyalty was guaranteed, and the Zhang family and the Lu family never gave or accepted privately.
Yan Lao said: "You are too impulsive, let others talk about it, and don't even leave behind. If you act like this in the future, I am dead, who else will you rely on!"
Yanxi only smiled: "Grandpa, who can be a dude?"
Old Yan is gratified: "It's good if you know, and the future of Yanjia is still waiting for you..."
Yanxi said in a low voice: "Grandpa, if I let you down in the future, you should treat me as a grandson."
Yan Lao shook his head and laughed and scolded: "Stupid boy, I'm all stupid. You are the only one who really pulls the big one in my life. You have something wrong with you. My grandpa beats him so hard that I can't throw it away. In the future, you and Aheng will get married, and you will give birth to me a great-grandson while I am tough. Believe it or not, your grandfather can still hold him up?"
Yanxi tightened her fingers slightly, was silent for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Yanxi turned his slender finger around the card in his hand, which was scratched by a ballpoint pen, and the handwriting was scribbled and extremely bad.
He dialed the number above, and the one who answered the call was a male voice who kept yawning. Qing Tian's voice was slow and sluggish but he said simply and simply: "If it's my mother, please finish in 30 seconds; my dad, 20 seconds; surname Yun Within ten seconds; those with a surname other than Yun will automatically hang up."
Yanxi sneered and raised her eyebrows: "Did you receive the money I paid?"
The person’s complexion was transparent and fair, blood vessels were visible, and the corners of his mouth still had the traces of saliva after waking up. He opened one eye slightly: "I have received it. Isn’t it just filling in the Z big? The notice is just below my and above the futon ."
Yan Xiwangtian: "Are you still pretending to be a novice monk and cheating?"
The man smiled celestially, his fair-skinned fingers curled up a lotus flower, and by the way, he looked at the female believer in the past, bending her eyes, and sighed into the phone: "Donor, it's not easy to make money these days."
Yanxi twitched: "The 300,000 I gave is not enough for you to spend a few years?"
The man said: "As the saying goes, there are unexpected events in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Lao Na always wants to save some money for life."
Yanxi smiled nonchalantly: "Before school starts, don't forget to grow your hair and clean yourself up. Are you not good at pretending to be an obedient card?"
The man was lazy, with his monk's trousers and his chin resting on him: "Who do I pretend to show?"
Yanxi said, "I thought you missed her very much."
The buddha in the man's left hand was round and round, and it was wrapped around his fingers. I suddenly laughed, Kazuki's spring flowers were bright, but his eyes were clear and Lingling, and there was no expression: "I think, this word is a bit serious. Everyone has been a little bit affectionate for so many years."
A Heng looked at the empty flower garden and planned to plant some flowers and grass, but the time was not right and he could only put it aside until the next spring.
Mother Wen said that school was about to start, and Aheng should go home and live for a few days. So Aheng simply packed his luggage, and Si Wan picked it up downstairs.
Dong Dong ran downstairs. Yanxi was originally sitting on the sofa and flipping through the magazine, but he called her, brought a cactus from the balcony, took a dog basket and gave it to Aheng, so that she would take it back and raise it.
Aheng said, "Hey, you are too lazy."
Yanxi shrugged: "You can't raise it, and I won't be able to pay for it after you ask me to settle accounts."
A Heng was not angry: "Give me the braised pork rice."
Yan Xi smiled: "It's too fat for a while. It's time to stay at home to lose weight."
Hearing this, Aheng felt a little empty in his heart, how it seemed that you and mine were so clear.
Si Wan smiled on the side: "Just a few steps away, don't quarrel between you two, whoever raises it is different." After speaking, he took Aheng's luggage, said a few words to Yanxi, and left with Aheng. Up.
He looked at her leaving back, smiled, threw the magazine in his hand on the coffee table, turned upstairs, and stopped a few steps before walking there, looking behind him, the door was closed tightly.
He didn't know what to say, what to do to show himself.
Because of this departure, it was normal.
However, Aheng has never stepped into this place for many years since that day.
How much dust has accumulated in this white house, thick and heavy. If he doesn't say it, she doesn't mention it, then who knows that this place was once their home?
Yes, home.
Wandering, but I can't see the home I can't go back to.
After moving back, Aheng felt that her family had become very strange. They were doing all they could to adapt her to the life of the Wen family.
Mother no longer deliberately alienated or cautiously treated her, and had exactly the same attitude towards Sier, petting, loving, but not indulging.
Si Wan often took her to the library to read on a bicycle. The two would argue over some issues, but he had learned to listen carefully to all her thoughts, and then his eyes sparkled, leading her to his elite The classmate proudly said that this is my sister.
Sier still doesn't like to talk to her very much, but if she buys some girl's things, such as nail polish, perfume, etc., she will always teach her how to use it and call her stupid. Ah Heng laughed, and occasionally squeezed into a bed with her to whisper.
As for the grandfather, he is close to semi-retirement in the past two years, holding a little thrush and crying lovingly to the little baby all day long, and he treats everyone the same way and ignores him. Si Wan often went to his study to receive some teachings, and the dimples collapsed when he came out. Grandpa is now more and more insulted.
Ah Heng lived happily every day. He often left Yanxi behind, but would call him when tossing and turning in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. When I heard him answer the phone with a nasal sound, I didn’t wait for him to scold someone, closed my eyes and spoke quickly, saying what did I ate and played and what are you doing today? Oh, don’t you need to say that I know you’re good, then, um, good night.
Quickly, hang up the phone.
good night.
Wanan.
I love you love you abbreviation.
Then I fell back to sleep. For the first time in my life, I had dreams that were carefree. There were many dreams of many people. One, two, three, four, five, there should be a lot.
Some regrets, he never dreamed once.
She didn't see him often, but, occasionally, he came to Wen's house for a meal, a few seats away from her, and didn't talk much, but looked at her seriously with a smile.
Xiao Xia often played with her, telling her that whoever next door has a crush on him, a female student in high school wrote him a love letter, and there is a girl who glares at him on the walk, with a small chest straight and extremely proud .
Aheng smiled and teased him: "What kind of girlfriend do you want to find in the future?"
Xiao Xia points his finger: "Just look for sister like this, who will make good food, speak gentle and never curse."
Sier passed by and said, "You haven't seen how you were scolded by Brother Xi, tusk."
A Heng blushed: "Ah, it's impossible to find sister like this, sister is two years older than you."
Xiao Xia grinned: "Siblings are popular now, look at Faye Wong and Nicholas Tse."
A Heng is correcting his hat: "Isn't that also divided?"
Xiao Xia looked at Ah Heng, and suddenly said, "Sister, what is homosexuality?"
A Heng's hand stiffened, and looked at him quietly: "Why do you remember to ask this?"
The shrimp scratched his head: "I went to the bathhouse yesterday to take a bath. A man kept peeping at me. My buddy said that such a person is a homosexual. Homosexuality is disgusting!"
A Heng frowned: "Your buddies are talking nonsense, such people are not homosexuals, they are hooligans!"
Xiao Shrimp blinked his watery eyes: "Then what is homosexuality?"
A Heng thought for a while, his tone was a little serious: "Children's house, don't need to know this. Next time I see someone playing a rogue, just hit him!"
Xiao Xia "Oh", seemingly understanding, looking at Ah Heng, but he was angry and angry that he had never seen before.
Z University always starts school in early September. Aheng is in his junior year and has heavy schoolwork, so he decided to return to school at the end of August.
Si Wan drove, and Wen's mother followed to send Aheng to school.
Yan Xi studied the law. There was a rehearsal in the school moot court at the beginning of school. He was the defender of the plaintiff and couldn't spare time to go to H City. He only met with Ah Heng in a hurry and returned to school.
That was the fifth year that she and him had passed.
In ten years, it accounted for half of it. Counting it, it seems to be a long, long time. However, when she didn't know the end, she always felt that the remaining five years were so far away that she could compete with a lifetime.
In his later years, I always talked about it, it was his ten years, not hers.
She just fell in love with someone in five years, and then forgot the person in two years.
The grandson smiled and asked her: "You have been in love for so long, but you have forgotten it for two years. Is it because you love not deep enough?"
She thought for a while, gently shook the hand of the man with age spots lying asleep by the fireplace, smiled and said, "Maybe."
When she was young, she often had fate. If she had a better definition, she wouldn't even call it love.
When they start school, freshmen are training in the military. Often sophomore juniors go to the playground to spot the handsome guys, come back to pat the tables and benches, drool, and finally vote for the new school grass.
Even Xiao San Xiao Wu followed the younger sister to see it a few times. When he came back, he had red eyes and blush. He looked like a roast suckling pig. Finally, he planted on the bed and scared A Heng, Wuying and Xiao Si. Jump and touch their foreheads to know that the two of them had heat stroke.
Wuying took a sip: "Those who don't know thought you were doing something serious!"
Xiao San poured a cup of water to slow down, wiped his mouth, and said, "Sister, don't you know wow, this year's quality guy..."
Xiao Wu jerked up and stood up straight to grab the sentence: "That's not an ordinary good! My old lady has waited for so many years, and finally waited for the real son."
A Heng feeds her a drink and is funny: "You don't want to talk a little bit. The older girls are not too embarrassed. I stood in the playground for the whole afternoon. The military training did not faint, but you are fainted."
Xiao Wu shook the golden Sony camera in his hand: "Let's not say anything, just look at it for yourself, this small appearance and small body, almost catch up with Yanxi."
Xiao Si took the camera and turned it over, and he squeaked. The picture is too blurry. Who can tell whether it is beautiful or ugly?
A Heng glanced at it, it was vague enough, only to see a figure wearing a camouflage uniform and a hat, tall and thin, with a somewhat arched back, and a bit...familiar?
Aheng rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled, as if he had seen this person somewhere.
Xiao San was dejected: "I blame Xiao Wu, let her take a picture, her hands shaking like chicken blood."
Xiaowu is good at fanning: "You don't shake, you almost pulled my pants behind me. Candid photos have this effect, not bad!"
Wuying asked: "Which hospital?"
Xiao San held A Heng's hand and drank a sigh of water: "The School of Computer Science. Our school is abolished this year. Let's look up at Brother Feibai."
Aheng squinted and asked what this person was called.
Primary three and primary five shook their heads together: "I haven't figured it out yet, but I heard that the grades are very good, and the grades in the school are the first. He must speak at the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow, and I will know by then."
A Heng was silent, holding a tea mug in his hand, standing in the bedroom quietly looking at the camera, but his thoughts drifted far, far away.
She still remembers those days when it is always rainy. Someone always likes to ask: "Sister, I'm dead, will you cry?"
That person regretted: "Sister, I have never seen you cry in front of me."
Ah Heng always said with a straight face: "No nonsense!"
He still has a good temper and smiled: "Sister, let's make plum cake together this winter."
That voice is far away and clear.
In the winter, she was already at Wen's house, separated from him and the plum cake he was thinking of.
In the evening, she called Yanxi and said, "I seem to see it."
He was holding the phone, his eardrums quivered with her voice, and the happiness of this person was in his ears, very clear and clear. There was a gentle smile on his lips, and he asked: "Baby, is it true? Isn't it wrong?"
She nodded, kept nodding, and said: "I'm sure, he was raised by me, not someone else."
How can you not recognize it?
Yanxi said: "If it is true, you can treat him sincerely and don't have to run away. It's up to me from the Wen family."
Every word of his, impeccable, set a wonderful game, waiting for the net to tighten.
Opening Ceremony.
The black-haired teenager in a linen sweater on the stage was drowsy, but was awakened by the person beside him: "The cloud is here, it's your turn to speak."
He "Oh," rubbed his eyes, stood in the middle of the stage and read the manuscript.
The handwriting was scribbled like ghosts and symbols, only he could understand it; the voice only had one tone, or the tone of the "Diamond Sutra", which was as warm and tasteless as plain water.
The people on the stage dozed off, but the girls screamed endlessly.
Finally, after thanking you, the audience applauded, but he stood on the podium peacefully, not leaving.
The principal coughed: "The cloud is in classmates."
Yun Zai said slowly: "Also, the last sentence." Then, slowly looked at the seats of the medical school under the stands, counted, and smiled, "Wen Heng, three rows of eighteen students, please stand up ,I like you."