Chapter 89: The clouds are in the mountains and the moon is bright

A Heng's brain bounced out many white pigeons, whispering "I like you", and each of them had black eyes.
She thought of a baby drooling, watching her change his diaper.
She thought of a certain doll crawling, and when she pulled the bed sheet, she crawled back with her small paws.
She remembered that a baby had a small bud of rice on the gums, and she rubbed it with her fingers.
So, such a person, ah, such a peasant said "I like you".
A Heng black line, looking at the podium. The man looked like I was a high-quality and beautiful boy. Around him, the older girls whistled and slapped their hands, which made her brain hurt.
A Heng took a breath. This is my baby, so I have to save him some face, so he has a mysterious smile on his face, not irritated, and let others look at it.
Fortunately, this baby’s speech was the last item, and the school leaders also took a breath. We had to catch up with the Q-B, so we pretended not to hear, patted our butt, and ended the meeting.
Others peeled melon seeds, gnawed peanuts, and stared at her unkindly.
A Heng was angry and screamed in his heart. Grandpa principal, please take me with him. Looking up again, Dou Ding has slowly walked down the stage.
A Heng felt that she was finely divided. She wanted to take Dou Ding and scold him, but she couldn't help but look at Dou Ding with loving eyes.
so tangled.
Dou Ding slugged slowly. Outside of the situation, he swayed to her side, and then sat down on the seat next to her.
She pointed at him: "You!"
Douding yawned, smiled, showing white teeth like fine rice, and muttered softly: "A Heng, I'm tired."
Then, of course, I didn't feel that there was a generation gap and hugged her waist, lying on her chest...
Fell asleep.
The auditorium was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and everyone's eyes were dull.
Aheng gritted his teeth to slap him to death, clenched his fist to the top of his hair, stagnated but dropped gently, stroked his soft hair, brought a belt in his arms, turned his face and reported calmly: "He is asleep," Really."
"What's the matter with you, wait until he wakes up."
"Well, it doesn't matter to me, you...find him."
Aheng found it incredible.
The person in his arms was indeed her younger brother, but he slept peacefully, making her feel that the five years that passed were shorter than five hours.
It seems that there is no such thing as distance.
But he is even a head and a half taller than when he was thirteen! Even his appearance is mostly different from the way he was when he was a child, but the old sleepiness still can't be corrected.
When he was a child, he was in poor health and it was cold in winter. She was used to the old problems, and the child could not sleep in her arms.
A Heng smiled and looked at his profile. The whole auditorium had long since dispersed, leaving only the gentle breeze of early autumn. She picked up the white coat on the armrest and put it on his body, her eyes softening.
The moment she lowered her head, the corners of her eyes turned slightly red, and she even wanted to thank the gods and gods who were bringing them back to her again.
Before she didn't know that this was Yanxi's conspiracy.
It was already an hour later when Yun woke up, his first sentence was: "A Heng, I didn't dream, it's nice." He squinted, eyes like Jing Zhongyue with blue waves passing by.
A Heng gently shook his numb hand, and asked him, "Aba and Ama are in good health?"
He stood up and stretched, and said, "They are fine, Aheng."
The two words "Aheng" are well-rounded.
A Heng frowned: "What is the cloud calling me?"
Although A Heng was intimate with Yun when he was young, he still kept the sequence of young and long teeth very well. She always considers problems with her younger brother as the starting point in everything she does, and Zai Zai never calls her sister or speaks.
He followed her tone: "Wen Heng, I call you A Heng." Then, Chun Hua seemed to smile a few times brightly.
He now calls her Aheng.
A Heng made a stern face and said solemnly: "The cloud is here if you call me that again and I will beat you."
This is the dignity of a sister.
Yun was hiding his face and sighed, "I haven't eaten plum cake in five years."
A Heng lost his temper in an instant, and looked at Dou Ding guiltily: "It's a bad sister. I will definitely make plum cake for you this winter."
He put his arms around her waist and gently spoke in her ear: "You didn't lie, did you?"
A Heng's ears are itchy, and he feels that the child has grown up with strange language in his actions.
Pushing him away, A Heng rubbed his ears vigorously, and said solemnly: "What am I telling you, how old is a child, and you still act like a baby with me."
She has always looked like a mature adult in front of Yunzai. This is related to the upbringing of her parents when she was a child, and the first book she and Zai Zaihui will be "San Zi Jing".
Rong four years old, can make pears. The younger brother Yu Chang, should be a prophet.
Father and son, the couple follow. Brother is friend, brother is respectful.
Preface to the young, friends and friends. The ruler is respectful, and the minister is loyal.
This ten righteousness is the same as everyone. Be a teacher, don’t go against it.
She is not in good health but she is very smart. After learning it, she will learn it by heart. And she has another task of practicing calligraphy. She has copied this paragraph no less than ten times in Jiuhantian, and remembered it in her heart when her hands were stiff, and she saw that in the reflexive winter, let Li Xia let Taozi.
Thinking about it carefully, she is kind to Xingzai, and it seems that besides the deep affection between her siblings, there are some traces of compulsory education.
The more Ah Heng thinks about it, the more guilty he feels. He feels like an unenlightened parent. What happened to Dou Ding trying to call a name? So he smiled and watched the boy speak: "If you like it, call me Aheng from now on."
Yun was smiling, his eyes were like clouds, and he did not see the bottom under his tenderness. He said, "Okay."
A Heng looked at him, swept from start to finish, and asked him gently: "I asked the hospital before, and they said that you have recovered from the operation. How is your health now, do you still get out of breath? ?"
Yun frowned: "Occasionally."
A Heng's eyes darkened, but he held his hand without saying anything.
"You said, Yun Zai is your brother. He saw that you were too excited. He was just joking?" Xiao Wu was dumbfounded, scratching his head, and whispered, "How come the handsome people belong to your family?"
The little fourth said lightly: "The joke is a bit big."
The third sister nodded: "A Heng became famous in the first battle. This topic is conservatively estimated to be enough for you to shine for three months."
The eldest sister Wuying thought for a while, and laughed: "If it wasn't for the younger brother, he would be a good match for A Heng."
Xiao Wu was listless: "I wanted to see Yanxi and Yun in a duel, but in the end, hey, it's your brother."
Xiao Si said: "Are you sure he is the one you said is there?"
Everyone in the dormitory knows A Heng's life experience, so Yun still has a sense of presence in their hearts. What is sensible, gentle, lovely and innocent, is all described by Ah Heng. Now it seems that he is no match for the young man on stage.
Aheng wondered: "What's wrong, it's here."
Xiao Si smiled and said, "It's nothing, growing up is naturally different from when I was young."
In Aheng's eyes, Zai Zai was still there when I was a child, but I don't know where Xiao Si started.
She called Yanxi and said, "The one in the photo is there. I saw him today."
Yanxi was a bit noisy there. He gently clutched his phone and said, "Wait a moment."
Aheng seemed to hear Lu Liu's voice. Although she had only seen him in three short terms, and had spoken to each other no more than three sentences, but she did not know why, the voice of this person was deeply embedded in her heart, like a stone.
She vaguely remembered the Tiffany at the meeting ceremony, dazzlingly bright.
Yan Xi went out.
The night was cold, and this day was a weekend, Lu Liu and Si Wan came to the bar to discuss a business. The other party is a person with a weird temper. He has to go to the famous bar in City B to have fun and talk business.
He said, "What did you just say, Aheng?"
A Heng looked at his toes and spoke gently: "It's nothing."
Yanxi asked: "Did you see the cloud?"
She hummed.
Yanxi drank a lot of wine, unbuttoned a shirt, and leaned on the telephone pole at the intersection where the advertising paper was pasted. He closed his eyes slightly and asked, "Aheng, are you happy?"
Aheng thought about the word "happiness", as if three-quarters of happiness and sadness were only related to this person. She thought of his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth, and said, "I am happy."
I am happy because Yanxi is still there.
He could not hear this sentence, but he still smiled and said, "A Heng, I promise you that the cloud will never leave you again in this life, so baby, always remember your happiness at this moment is the first And forever."
When she heard him call her baby, she suddenly became a little flustered. She asked: "Yanxi, are all people who fall in love like us?"
Can't kiss, have no desire, have no body, except for longing, is it spoiling?
Are they all like us? She asked him so tenderly and sadly, but he smiled and said: "Yes, it's all like this, really, baby, you believe me."
This is an acting person.
He hung up the phone and wiped his face with tears.
In the fog, his back bones were lingering, and when he turned back, Lu Liu was standing under the street lamp, his face half-bright and half-dark, unable to see clearly.
When Lu Bing, a graduate student in the Department of Computer Science, came downstairs for breakfast, he saw a black-haired girl in a white coat, with tender eyebrows like an ink painting. After thinking about it, oh, it was the person who was confessed on the podium in the same dormitory, the senior sister of the medical school seemed to be Wen Heng.
He approached and shouted: "Hello, Senior Sister, are you here waiting for the cloud?" The people nearby pricked their ears.
A Heng smiled and said yes, then raised the misty breakfast in his hand, and said softly: "Bring him some breakfast by the way."
"Oh," Lu Bing scratched his head and said, "Yunzai was still awake when I came out, do you want me to go up and call him?"
A Heng smiled and said, "No, he has a bad body, let him sleep more."
Lu Bing had just stepped onto the bicycle, thought for a while, and asked, "Sister, you and Yun are..." The circle of passers-by with ears erected slowed down.
A Heng's eyebrows curled up: "I'm his sister."
"His surname is Yun and your surname is Wen, how could it be..."
A Heng smiled and answered patiently: "His parents are indeed my parents."
Everyone nodded, oh, one with the father's surname and the other with the mother's surname.
Lu Bing went back to the dormitory at night to mention the matter with Yun, and smiled: "Yun is here, your kid is too spoof, and it's because of your sister's good temper to make this in the auditorium."
Yunzai is a little short-sighted. He was reading under a lamp with glasses. He raised his head when he heard these words, his face was cold, without the usual smile: "Who told you that she was my sister's?"
Lu Bing saw his face change, and felt inexplicable: "Your sister said it."
Yun Zai squinted and smiled, "That's a deceiving woman, she is lying to you."
Lu Bing tusk: "Is that your girlfriend? Your kid is really good. The first day you confessed, the next day people came downstairs earlier." Then he turned Yun a elbow, winked his eyebrows, "How many days are you? Click downstairs, I will go down at half past seven."
Yun was reading the book and said, "Ten o'clock."
Lu Bing: "Ah, at this late hour, did that person leave early?"
He smiled and did not speak.
At first, Lu Bing naturally thought that A Heng would leave without waiting for anyone, but time and time again, when he saw the silly senior sister downstairs month after month, he finally couldn't help kicking the bed under the bed: "Yun When you are a pig, you know you sleep. Every time you let a girl wait for you. Wait, I think she is waiting for mushrooms on her head! Brother, let me remind you, it’s December, yesterday It snowed!"
Thinking of the scene when he met Wen Heng downstairs just now, Lu Bing was furious. In the minus sky, a girl's family shrank in place, stomping her feet from the cold, and there were several hot buns and a cup of hot soy milk wrapped in her coat.
Yun Zai woke up after being kicked by Lu Bing, did not speak, yawned, and began to slowly dress.
Wen Heng was still there when he went down, his nose was red with cold, and he fumbled with his overcoat and handed it to him the paper bag for breakfast. It was still hot.
Frowning habitually, Ah Heng said, "I'll go to class first, and go to class after you eat." Then, looking at the clothes he was wearing, he shook his head, "No, it's too thin. Go back and add another one. Son, ah, good." After speaking, he turned around to leave.
Yun was looking at the paper bag in his hand but grabbed the corner of her coat. He smiled and said, "A Heng, I don't want to eat buns tomorrow, don't come."
A Heng sighed, but Dou Ding grew up but is not as good as he was when he was a child. She asked: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Yun was silent for a while, and looked down at her eyebrows lightly. He said, "I want to eat the food you cooked. Let's move out."