Chapter 52: Nothing happened

A Heng was dumbfounded for a long while, and reacted, his heart beating extremely fast, a little breathless, and coughing fiercely.
Yanxi put her down, took hot water, and handed it to her with a full smile.
A Heng was confused, pinched his face, and said to himself: "It doesn't hurt, it seems to be a dream."
I knew that I had a very bad cold, but I felt that Yanxi had fallen into a dream, and looked at him with inexplicable joy. She took his hand, held it, and stroked his cheeks softly.
Ha ha.
A Heng smiled, there were many things in his heart to say, but he didn't know where to start, so he looked at him, smiling softly.
Yanxi looked at her seriously, her brows moved.
A Heng sighed slightly: "Oh, it's obvious that I really miss you, Yanxi." He lowered his head, and his eyes were a little red.
The boy spoke, his voice was barren for a long time, his voice hoarse: "A Heng..."
Aheng rubbed his eyebrows and smiled: "Yanxi, don't call my name, so... I won't be used to it when I wake up."
Although I really want to hear it, I would rather not hear it.
She has been working hard, wanting to have peace and joy with Yanxi who is like a child. If in this life, if you try to call her A Heng by Yanxi himself, even if you have greed in your dream, you will be condemned by heaven.
A Heng thought for a while, pushed his hand away, closed his eyes, and faded his expression: "You still, hurry up... let's go, don't come to my dreams in the future."
The corners of the lips are a bit bitter, it is the smell of traditional Chinese medicine in childhood, but now I remember it, it is really awful.
He has been breathing faintly beside him, Qing Tian, ​​with the coldness of the cold snow outside the window.
Has not dispersed.
She opened her eyes. The young man looked at her, stepped back many steps, and stood in the distance. His eyes were ups and downs, like extremely green tea leaves in the cup.
"Aheng, I want to call your name like this. In this little half of my life, I have never wanted to call someone by name like this for a moment. I don't understand what it means to come back so embarrassed and deceiving myself, but I will come back I'm back. Maybe the original intention was just to tell you that when you miss Yanxi, Yanxi misses you too."
His expression was calm and condescending.
The breath that sighed slowly, but like an electric current, instantly pierced her eardrum.
Then, they fell apart.
She cried, and held it back, unable to breathe smoothly: "Yanxi..."
She stretched out her arm and bit down fiercely until it bleeds and the pain returned to the dull senses after catching a cold.
It turned out that it was not a dream.
She walked in front of him and slammed him against the carpet, breathing into the white velvet blanket, her chin almost rubbed into his neck, suppressing the long-term grievance, and became restless.
Yanxi was at a loss, was suddenly attacked, and her back was a little painful, but when she heard her heartbeat, she was beating with him. After all, she dropped her arms feebly and silently looked up at the ceiling.
Tears fell slowly.
He didn't even know why he was crying, but there was something on his chest, it was hot, and he didn't know how to treat it properly.
"Yanxi, I really hate you." A Heng gritted his teeth and smelled the sweet milk scent on his body, vague, almost crying.
Yanxi's thin body trembled slightly, but after all, there was nothing to say.
"Next time, if you dare to get sick again, go as far as you can, don't let me find you again."
He was stunned, closed his big eyes lightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, with a faint heart shape, and said seriously, "I will."
"You can't say that I will never get sick again!" Aheng gritted his teeth.
The young man stretched out his slender arms and hugged her tightly, his back pained and itchy, unbearable: "Okay, I will never get sick again."
Such a plain tone, talking about the weather in general.
Her voice was muffled, with a nasal voice: "What if you lied?" After asking, Fang felt wrong, her tone was too intimate and too sad.
Yanxi smiled: "A Heng, I'm generally not a lie."
A Heng nodded, his nasal voice: "Yes, you are usually not a person when you lie."
She had a very bad cold, and her whole body was limp. It was incredible to be able to knock Yanxi down just now.
"Ah, Yanxi, your back doesn't hurt..."
She blushed, sanity regained her senses, and embarrassed her finger in her heart.
Yanxi smiled slyly: "Daughter, I can pounce on you and let you feel the sudden alien storm."
A Heng coughed hard and said solemnly, "I am sick now. I am a patient. You have to be considerate!"
Yanxi's big eyes reflected Ah Heng, smiling, with petting and teasing: "When I was sick, was it as unreasonable as you?"
A Heng squinted and looked at him: "Don't you remember what it was like when you were sick?"
Yanxi remembered something, her white face was a little red, and she answered vaguely, "Except for some fragments, most of them don't remember."
So... I don’t remember...
"That's it." A Heng stood up, smiled, and pulled him up. "It's okay if you don't remember."
If you remember, knowing the white head covenant, "No son, no daughter, no rocking chair, no world, just one person", what kind of embarrassment Yanxi should be...
The marriage contract she said cautiously, suddenly felt like a bubble that the mermaid princess had turned into, beautiful and finally nothing.
Everything seems to be back a year ago.
Well, maybe, nothing happened.
In short, Yanxi, welcome home.
Yanxi recovered, and Dr. Zheng came to a conclusion with bright and bright eyes. He smiled and patted Yanxi on the shoulder: "It must be very hard, get rid of the other self."
Yanxi squinted: "That's not hard, I think it's hard for you to get a needle with Ben Shao every time."
Dr. Zheng Khan: "Didn't A Heng say that you can't remember most of the things?"
Yanxi waved his hand: "I don't know that I am Mao, I remember this paragraph very clearly."
Doctor Zheng: "..."
Sindayi smirked when he saw Yanxi, "Beauty, say something."
Yanxi rolled her eyes: "Auntie."
Sindayi ran in tears and rushed to Yanxi, crying bitterly: "Mother, shout well! Shout a few more times!"
Yanxi cursed, "You are crazy again, why are people who are 18 years old are still stupid", but her eyes are gentle and indulgent.
Sindayi just smirked, the two eyes sparkling.
Yanxi jealous: "Sindayi, go away, I just dropped a jar of salt water in front of my daughter, don't call me again."
Behind him, Chen Juan smiled silently, and embraced the two of them: "Yanxi, welcome back."
Although you do not come back, the sun still rises from the east as usual, and the earth still rotates, but it is indeed a bit lonely.
Yanxi smiled, her big eyes gleaming and warm, and her air was extraordinary: "Hey, I know that you can't live without me. Without this young man, even the stars will not shine."
Suddenly remembering something, Yanxi raised her eyebrows: "Dayi, shredded pork, today you invite your brother for dinner."
Sindayi crossed his eyebrows: "Why, you are sick and we are scared all day long, so please ask for it."
Yan Xipi smiled and didn't smile: "It's up to you to bully my daughter every day when I was sick! I tell you, I'm back, and I will calculate the old and new accounts together."
Chen Juan flirted with Feng's eyes, "Then what's up with me? I'm good to A Heng, I'm asking for warmth every day."
Yanxi shot the case, spitting wildly: "You took advantage of Laozi's serious illness and took advantage of the futility to seduce my daughter, dare you say that you did not make a mistake?"
Pork twitched the corners of her lips: "Brother Yanjia, are you pretending to be sick?"
No matter how big or small, the details are exhaustive, I remember so clearly, why would Ah Heng say that he doesn't remember what happened when he was sick?
It can be seen that the authorities are obsessed.
I'm sick, it's not amnesia, the silly boy Aheng.
When the Wen family saw Yanxi recovered from illness, he was tearful, and set off a few firecrackers to sweep away the mold.
Crackling, booming.
Si Wan, who was going home during the winter vacation, stayed outside the house, and was scared by the artillery.
It's not New Year...
He raised his eyes, and there was a beauty in the mist, leaning on the door frame, gazing at a certain place, his eyes focused and gentle.
He was stunned. Following the man's gaze, he saw the girl with black hair and black eyes squatting not far away, covering her ears earnestly, and the mountains were clear and clear. Something flashed quickly in Si Wan's mind, and the luggage slipped through his hands and fell heavily on the ground.
The young man leaning on the door frame saw him and smiled: "Si Wan, you are back." For a whole year, he hadn't called him Si Wan.
Si Wan went up the steps, staring at the young man in a daze. She was still thin, still haughty, still smart, and smiled, still like a small baby.
"Yanxi?" He hesitated, trying to call his name, trembling all over, unable to move, and blurred his eyes, but for a moment he was puzzled, not knowing why he was willing to leave him.
Yanxi stood up straight, dizzy and smiled flatly: "Auntie has been talking for a long time, saying why are you not coming back."
He was clearly faintly clear at the eyebrows, but he looked like a stranger.
Si Wan stepped forward, Yan Xi raised her eyebrows and looked at him calmly.
A Heng stood in the distance, squinted his eyes, and the two stood together in the fog. It was really beautiful.
She sighed, feeling that she was suffering from gains and losses, always thinking about things that she couldn't control uncontrollably.
Si Wanxi doesn't like Yanxi, does she have the final say? Like it in the past, like it now, and maybe continue to like it in the future. Does she think so much is useful?
Can she tell Si Wan you don't like Yanxi, you are a man, and you don't match him at all?
Instead of telling Si Wan, it's better to tell yourself.
Wen Heng, don't like Yanxi, so what if you are a female? Do you match him if you are a female?
Si Wan seemed to have a lot to say, but she was still thinking, but she didn't know where to start. He only looked at Yanxi with deep eyesight.
Yanxi thought about it a thousand times, calmed down, and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Is college fun? Are there many pretty girls?"
Thought Wan perfunctorily: "Yes."
Yanxi spoke with a long heart, and touched the non-existent beard on his chin: "Young man, do you like it?"
Si Wan quietly looked at Yanxi's eyebrows, so beautiful, but didn't hear what he asked: "Yeah."
Yan Xi smiled: "Dare you say this, be careful that Lin Wanwan works hard with you!"
Si smiled, lowered his head, and put his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker, without rushing: "I broke up with her long ago."
Yan Xi was stunned, and some fragmentary pictures appeared in his mind, afraid of poking into the cautious nest, and coughed: "Well, there is a saying, there is no fragrance in the world."
Si Wan whispered: "Have you found the fragrant grass?"
Yanxi smiled: "What did you say, I didn't hear clearly."
Si Wan looked up, her eyes were sunny and warm, and there were two big dimples at the corners of her lips: "It's nothing, I said, Yanxi, go to Q big with me."
Yanxi continued to smile: "You know my grades. After a year of delay, Q is definitely not a show."
Si Wan frowned: "Do you have to take the exam this year? Why not take it easy, after all, so much knowledge..."
Yanxi put her hands back to the back of her head, and answered vaguely: "Without some familiar people, high school will be very boring, big aunt, shredded pork, small change, second fat, big cat..."
Si Wan murmured, Dayi, Chen Juan, and Lala miscellaneous. Everyone in the class mentioned and said all, but only one was omitted.
Is it too unimportant to forget, or too important to deliberately reluctant to say?
Si Wan squinted his eyes: "Yanxi, why did your illness suddenly heal?"
Yanxi stretched out her hand and took off her scarf with some effort, only to be stared. Not far away, a girl stared at his hand. He scolded and put his hand down: "Will it be sudden? I have been trying hard to fight Pinocchio."
The teenager thought for a while, and he became more excited as he spoke, and he blew his saliva wildly: "That guy always yelled that his nose hurts, completely ruining Ben Shao’s elegant and beautiful image. I was kind-hearted at first, thinking about letting'him' result. He was too weak and couldn't help fighting, and everyone strongly urged me to come back, so I came back."
Si smiled, raised his chin slightly, with a clear and faint sadness.
Which everyone? Who is it who shouts "Yanxi, Yanxi" tirelessly every day, never forgotten in his sleep, earnestly, warm and serious.
He was defeated by his own sister and fled in embarrassment.
That girl was so busy and exhausted that she was so exhausted that she even yelled Yanxi in her sleep.
Yan Xi, Yan Xi...
Then, he watched with his own eyes, that the teenager who dangled the Seven Chains forgot to sway his Seven Chains, kneeled gently beside her, smiled childishly, tilted his head, shallowly, and kissed her eyelids religiously.
He watched with his own eyes, that young man, with his cheeks on his back, his mouth opened and closed, babbled and could not make a sound, he kept practicing, working so hard, with only two words.
Aheng.