Chapter 35:

Luo Yuan went home and took a shower in the bedroom. After the shower, Aman followed him, and went to the window sill, one person and one dog. There was air conditioning on his head, the teenager's hair was not dry, he was wearing a white towel, and looked up out the window.
Lin Ling just came out of the house of Wei Ruxia outside the window, only she came out. Every time Lin Ling appears, it can affect Wei Ruxia's mood. Luo Yuan doesn't like her coming from a personal point of view.
After wiping her hair clean, Wei Ruxia didn't mean to come to his house, feeling vaguely in her heart. Luo Yuan put the towel away and took Aman down the stairs.
He had just arrived at Wei Ruxia's door, and Wei Ruxia came out of the house. Her face was not so good, her lips were pale, and she looked absent. When she looked up to see Luo Yuan, she twitched her lips and smiled and said, "Aunt Lin just left."
Luo Yuan looked at her lips and asked, "What happened to Uncle Wei?"
"Ah." Wei Ruxia's heart tightened. She looked at Luo Yuan and touched the sweat on her head. "It's okay. The air-conditioning at home is not enough. I'm a little hot. I might get a heat stroke."
She is a bit confused now, and some things that she says are just splashed water, which cannot be recovered. She doesn't know if it's good to say it's bad now, so she intends not to tell Luo Yuan first.
Luo Yuan has always respected her and reached out his hand and said, "Come to my house, and my house has ice cream."
Ice cream relieved Wei Ruxia's bitter mood. She got up and walked to Luo Yuan, took his hand and said, "Well."
With things in mind, Wei Ruxia had a messy day today. After eating ice cream, she returned to the room and took a bath. The cold water gradually let her mood come down. After washing, she took out her mobile phone and prepared to call her father.
Lin Ling came to her with her father. Since she came to her, she wanted her to make a choice.
Wei Ruxia stayed for a while, and the screen of the phone turned on and off, and then turned on and off. Finally, she didn't dial the phone and fell asleep on the bed.
Wei Ruxia slept unsteadily and her consciousness was dim all the time. She dreamed for a moment that before her mother died, she said she owed her father and asked her to make up for it. For a while, I dreamed that my grandmother was dying and said that I wanted to make their father-daughter relationship better and let her take care of her father. Finally, she dreamed of her father's death... Wei Ruxia opened her eyes, the room was already covered with black shadows, and Wei Ruxia came out in a cold sweat.
At dinner time, the family had already prepared dinner. Today, when the two little guys came back, Yang Shuru did not plan to let Wei Ruxia go home to eat. Instead, he asked the aunt to make four other northern dishes for Wei Ruxia.
As soon as Wei Ruxia went out, Yang Shuru in the living room downstairs got up and walked over and asked with concern: "Why have you slept so long? Is your body uncomfortable?"
Wei Ruxia is in good health and rarely feels uncomfortable.
She went out after washing her face, watching her face not so bad. When Yang Shuru spoke, Luo Yuan, who was playing with Aman, also looked over. Although playing, Luo Yuan also pretends to have things in mind. Wei Ruxia's emotions were not right until Lin Ling left. Her current troubles are probably related to her father.
"It's okay." Wei Ruxia laughed. She went downstairs and rubbed her eyebrows. "It should be heat stroke."
"You have to eat some medicine after that," Yang Shuru said, holding her hand and said with a smile: "Let's eat."
Luo Xuan's father is going to have a meeting in the company tonight, so he doesn't come back to eat. There is no one at the table and the atmosphere is much livelier. Yang Shuru told Wei Ruxia to eat, and quietly asked Luo Yuan how to give Wei Ruxia a birthday tomorrow.
"After the birthday, I want to have classmates the next day, right?" Yang Shuru asked.
After the incident came back, Luo Yuan told her. Upon hearing this, Wei Ruxia looked up at Luo Yuan and smiled, "Are you going?"
He didn't like to join in the excitement. When Hu Yinyin called her, he actually wanted her to take Luo Yuan, but nobody in the class dared to inform him.
"Well." Luo Yuan drank a spoonful of soup, looked up at Wei Ruxia, and asked, "Aren't you going?"
As soon as the eyes moved, Wei Ruxia pursed her lips and smiled, "Go."
Wei Ruxia received three people's birthday wishes at the same time in the early morning. One is Hu Yinyin, one is Luo Yuan, and the other is his father.
Knowing that it is early in the country, my father sent WeChat, the message of blessing is also very simple, only eight words.
[Happy birthday, my daughter. 】
After Lin Ling told her everything, she had not contacted her father. Wei Ruxia stared at the information on the screen for a long time, and finally dialed his father's phone.
Waking up early the next morning, Wei Ruxia ate breakfast and looked at Luo Yuan, who was drinking milk opposite. The young man's eyebrows were quiet, and in the morning sunlight, Bai Jing was gentle.
"You set the alarm clock?" Wei Ruxia asked with a smile.
Luo Yuan sent her a birthday greeting in the early morning, and Wei Ruxia did not get up. She didn't reply to him until seven in the morning. At that time, he had already brought Amang Chen back.
Luo Xuan looked up at Wei Ruxia. The girl smiled happily and arrogantly. Those who were favored were always fearless, but he liked Wei Ruxia's appearance. Because she was fearless, it was precisely because she knew what she thought of her.
"No, I haven't slept," Luo Yuan said.
"Oh~" Wei Ruxia's eyes flashed with a trace of apology, his smile deepened and said, "Then I won't sleep so deep next time."
Luo Xuan looked at her eyes and expression, and it was no different from the past. Seeing her mood improve, Luo Yuan lowered her eyelids and took a sip of milk and said: "You will still sleep so deep next time."
Was pierced by Luo Yuan, Wei Ruxia was not embarrassed, she laughed softly again.
After the two had dinner, Wei Ruxia was taken away by Luo Yuan. On her eighteenth birthday, he paid more attention than herself.
Compared with the gift Wei Ruxia gave to Luo Xuan's birthday, Luo Xia's gift was very heart-warming. The gift he gave was not bought, but made by himself.
The first stop Luo Luo arranged for her birthday was in a pottery studio.
The embryo pulling machine was spinning, and the wet clay in his hand rubbed his palm. Wei Ruxia looked at Luo Yuan sitting beside her dreamily.
The teenager was wearing a light gray tarpaulin apron. His long fingers were covered with gray clay. He lowered his head slightly, his profile was delicate and beautiful, his eyelashes blinked slightly, and his eyes were black and bright. He was obviously not the first time to do it, the skill was very skillful, coupled with the outstanding appearance, the people around him more or less put his sight on him.
Most of the girls who came here to play were watching Luo Yuan talking in a low voice.
"That boy is so handsome, you see he did very well."
"The fingers are so beautiful, this hand control is about to die."
"Is the girl sitting next to him his girlfriend? It's quite a match. Sure enough, good-looking people play with good-looking people."
Wei Ruxia listened to them with a smile, and looked at Luo Yuan with a squint. When she was fascinated, Luo Wei slightly turned her head, and the two eyes were facing each other. Wei Ruxia's heart moved, and her hand moved, and the clay in her hand instantly deformed.
"Hey, it's broken again." Wei Ruxia looked at the clay pottery road in her hands. She didn't know how many times she had broken it.
He glanced at Wei Ruxia's pottery clay, Luo Yuan pursed his lips, his hand kept moving, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
While squeezing the clay together again, Wei Ruxia replied openly, "Look at you."
The throat knot moved, and the young smiled. Wei Ruxia listened to his smile and pinched the clay in his hand, and suddenly said: "This must be my most memorable birthday."
The embryo pulling machine hasn't stopped yet. She messes around with the clay on the embryo pulling machine, her expression is still light. No matter what happens, she always keeps this calm.
Luo Yuan watched the pottery mud in her hand collapse again, got up and stood up. Wei Ruxia noticed his movements and looked up at him, then Luo Yuan pulled his seat and sat behind her.
As soon as the teenager sat down, Wei Ruxia smelled a fresh mint fragrance. Mint incense is often clean, but Wei Ruxia feels a little dry, and her back is against the teenager's chest. She can feel the teenager's powerful and slightly disordered heartbeat.
The girls who had just chatted made a small scream after Luo Yuan sat down. As they screamed, Luo Xuan reached out and covered Wei Ruxia's back.
The first time she did it, the clay on her hands was not formed at all. Luo Yuan took her hand and put the pottery clay into shape. He breathed very lightly, scratching Wei Ruxia's back neck, the teenager's voice was low, like a mountain stream and a clear spring.
"Is it more memorable now?"
Feeling Luo Yuan's breath, Wei Ruxia was not heat-resistant, her ears were gradually dyed with a layer of pink, and the clay in her hands was gradually forming. Wei Ruxia did not deny it and responded with a chuckle.
"Ok."
Luo Yuan made a small cup for her, and she drew two rabbits on it, because both she and Luo Yuan belonged to rabbits. She is an average painter, ugly and ugly on the cup.
Yang Shuru prepared a birthday meal at night, and the two of them would go back to eat for dinner. After finishing pottery, Wei Ruxia wanted to skate. There is no ice rink in Ancheng, Luo Yuan took her to the roller skating rink.
Wei Ruxia didn't think much about skating, but just in the skating rink, she always reminded her of the scene when Luo Yuan confessed to her.
Wei Ruxia's eighteenth birthday had a particularly happy time, like the happiness of overdrawing all future happiness. She will celebrate her birthday every year in the future, but all birthdays bring her less happiness than her eighteenth birthday.
Before dinner, Wei Ruxia and Luo Yuan took the subway home. When going out of the subway entrance, Wei Ruxia saw that there were Kongming lanterns selling at the subway entrance, and she paid for one.
"Is there a place to put it?" Wei Ruxia holding Kong Mingdeng and asked Luo Xuan while walking.
Luo Xuan looked at her happy and responded with a voice: "You can put it on the edge of the An River behind the apartment."
"That's good," Wei Ruxia said with a smile. "I want to make a wish with Kong Ming Deng. They said that Kong Ming Deng's wish is more accurate than the birthday cake wish."
Such things, Wei Ruxia has always been unbelievable. But today, she wants to make a wish that must be fulfilled.
After dinner at home, Wei Ruxia took Luo Yuan's hand to the Anhe. There are occasional cool winds blowing over the An River in summer evenings, but there are still few people coming here to cool off. There are only a few people on the whole river bank.
"This is the first time I have placed Kong Ming Lan." Wei Ruxia took a marker and wrote his wish on Kong Ming Lan. As she wrote, she glanced at Luo Yuan next to it. Luo Yuan also wrote on Kong Mingdeng, and when she saw her, he reached out to cover it.
In this shade, Wei Ruxia saw the young man's red face under the street lamp.
Her heart moved, and her brain was a little hot, giving her an impulse. This impulse was quickly suppressed by the breeze by the river.
"Let's go." Wei Ruxia took the match and lit the Kongming lamp.
Although it was bought at the subway entrance, the quality is quite strong. After the lamp was lit, Kong Mingdeng took off quickly, and Wei Ruxia smiled and said, "Release."
Next Luo Luo loosed his hand and Kong Mingdeng flew into the sky slowly. The lights of Kong Mingdeng flashed, as if the dark night sky was lit up. The crowd walking around didn't feel as if it had floated to Kong Mingdeng.
"What do you wish?" Wei Ruxia asked, leaning on the guardrail on the river bank, looking back at Luo Yuan.
Luo Yuan, who had not seen her just now, was willing to tell her his wish after Kong Mingdeng flew away. He looked back at her and said, "Always with you."
This is Luo Yuan's most straightforward confession to her.
Wei Ruxia smiled slightly, she did not look at him again, turned to look at Kong Mingdeng, which was drifting away in the night sky, and smiled, "I wish you happiness forever."
After talking, Wei Ruxia frowned slightly and bit her lower lip.
"Then our wishes are the same." Wei Ruxiayin was in the dark, Luo Yuan did not see her expression.
"Huh?" Wei Ruxia smiled and asked, "How do you say?"
Luo Yuan turned around and looked at Wei Ruxia, his eyes clear and translucent.
"I will always be happy with you forever."
Wei Ruxia took a breath, and the cold air around her cut her throat like an ice skate, making her speechless. Even so, she still had to talk to Luo Yuan about her decision.
"Luo Yuan..." Wei Ruxia called him, and after calling his name, it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength. Wei Ruxia sank her heart, and she looked up at Luo Yuan and said, "I can't be with you forever. I'm going to take a flight to Britain tomorrow afternoon."
The evening wind blew through the leaves, and the Anhe under the street lights was blown up and down like Luo Yuan's crumpled heart. Everything just seemed to be a dream, Luo Yuan looked at Wei Ruxia and asked calmly, "What happened?"
The youth's calmness made Wei Ruxia breathe for a long time. She was like a stranded fish. After a while, her head turned around, she said concisely.
"My dad was not on tour for the past six months. He has been seriously ill and has been conservatively treated abroad. Aunt Lin said that he will continue to drag on, and it is likely that his right body will be all atrophy and paralyzed. He will have surgery immediately, and he will have to recover abroad after surgery. Health. The rehabilitation time is at least ten years, and it may not be cured after ten years...I am going to accompany him."
Ten years is not short, and more importantly, it may not be cured after ten years. She went to Britain and basically settled in the UK with her father. She would not let Luo Yuan wait for her, nor would she let Luo Yuan go with her. This year, when his grandma's family celebrated the Spring Festival, they had already said that Luo Yuan could go abroad to study, but could not settle abroad. The root of their Luo family is in Ancheng. Both their parents and grandparents are in Ancheng. Luo Yuan is the only child, and he cannot go with her.
She was going abroad to accompany her mother and grandma and told her to take care of her father, while he was to accompany his family in China. The future of exotic love is very slim. They are the age when love begins, and long pain is not as good as short pain at this time.
Wei Ruxia was very selfish. She had already made a decision when she talked to her father in the morning, but she still told Luo Yuan after her birthday. She wanted to celebrate her eighteenth birthday with Luo Xuan, and wanted to always remember the boy who gave her all this.
It was not until Wei Ruxia finished this that Luo Yuan gradually believed. She was still her, and what she said was simple and easy to understand. After the incident, she considered all the situations, and then made a decisive decision without even giving him any chance of retention.
Luo Yuan remembered the first time she saw Wei Ruxia, she saw everything in her eyes and accepted all the indifference. Wei Ruxia was decisive, she always carried clear, knew what she wanted and knew what to give up.
"You abandoned me." Luo Yuan felt that knowing Wei Ruxia was like a dream. Now that Wei Ruxia shattered the dream, he woke up and Wei Ruxia left.
The teenager’s eyes locked her tightly, and Wei Ruxia’s heart seemed to be scratched. She shook her head and said,
No, Luo Yuan is very good. Everyone likes you, and no one will abandon you.

"Except you." Luo Yuan said.
Three words, like a boring punch hitting her chest, Wei Ruxia could not answer.
Luo Xuan looked at Wei Ruxia, his eyes surging with emotions that Wei Ruxia had never seen before, and the teenager's voice was gloomy, like the sea before the storm.
"But I would rather be abandoned by the world as long as you."
The author has something to say:
Candy: Well, today I am abandoned by you, and tomorrow I cannot chase you.