Chapter 90: White hair year after year

A Heng was concerned about Yunzai's body. Although it was nearing the end of the term, he still rented a house near the school.
Yunzai didn't have a lot of luggage, and if he put some books and dictionaries, the independent small room still looked empty.
Fortunately, the living expenses provided by the family are still sufficient. A Heng saved some money to buy Yunzai a set of thick bedding and new sheets. After thinking about it, although I am a person who likes to be clean and simple, when I was a child, I envied those of my age who could play ball, so I bought football and basketball in his house, and then cleaned the living room and bathroom. The house is neat and tidy, not bad.
A Heng has been busy all afternoon, Yun Zai has been following her, smiling, but did not help, just watched quietly, a slight blush on his white face.
The last renter was probably a sloppy and unclean life. There were many shoe prints on the white wall, which looked very dirty. A Heng summed it up and found that it was not cost-effective to find someone to paint the wall, so he bought the painting tools, mixed the paint according to the instructions, and wrapped a paper hat to paint the wall.
Yunzai smiled and bent her eyes, her lips showed white teeth like fine rice, took away her brush and paper hat, and stood beside her slowly painting the wall, her nails were full and clean, and slightly pale.
Ah Heng also laughed: "If you do it, it will be done, I will go first."
Yun turned and looked at her: "Where are you going?"
A Heng was inexplicable: "Go back to the dormitory, the building will be closed after a while."
There was no smile on his face: "You mean, let me live here alone?"
A Heng nodded and smiled: "From tomorrow on, my sister will cook a small stove for you, three meals a day, so you can develop into a fat man, how about?"
She rubbed his hair, looking tenderly like a child. The cloud stayed away, and A Heng's hand hung in the air before letting it go. She pursed her lips, knowing that he has grown up, she definitely doesn't like the way he was treated as a child, and she felt a little sour.
Yun threw the brush into the bucket, and said softly, "Why don't you live with me?"
A Heng took off his plastic gloves and smiled faintly: "When you grow up, my sister will live with you and others will gossiping. I will ask you to get up tomorrow morning and cook polenta?"
Yun was looking at her with cloud-like eyes, smiling but not clear. He said, "Where is Yanxi, haven't you been living in his house?"
Aheng looked at him, he was quite confused about why he asked this question, but he still answered: "Yanxi is different."
She walked out, closed the door and went downstairs. Before walking a few steps, she heard the loud noise of basketball smashing the door upstairs. She thought that the children of this family were also a little bit prickly. If she were there, she would definitely not be so violent.
Since this day, Ah Heng has to go back and forth between school and school several times a day, shopping for vegetables, cooking, going to class, cooking, and going to bed.
Yun is asking Aheng: "Are you tired?"
A Heng was cooking polenta, turned around and shook his head, looking at him, gently pampering him.
He smiled: "You go to be the daughter of a wealthy family, haven't you cooked for a long time?"
A Heng was stunned and gave a vague hum. She hopes to feel that she has a very happy life.
At dinner, Yun was asking: "Do you still have money? I want to buy a laptop."
A Heng frowned, chewing pickles in his mouth subconsciously, thinking about the money he earned from part-time work before, and then hesitating to ask him: "How much money do I need?"
Yun slowly said, "More than ten thousand yuan."
A Heng was silent for a while and asked, "Are you in a hurry?"
After all, she never spends money arbitrarily, not like Si Wan and Miss Sier, so the Wen family paid her about five thousand yuan in half a year, even if you add the meager one thousand and dozens saved from previous part-time jobs. The block is far from enough for 10,000.
Yun raised his eyes, and the black-eyed benevolence was smiling: "It doesn't matter whether you are in a hurry or not. Anyway, I want to buy it. I can't afford it for at least four years."
A Heng felt cold, lowered his head and spoke softly: "This Sunday, I will take you to buy it." Then he picked him a piece of chicken wings, smiled slightly, said to eat more, and thought absentmindedly while picking up vegetables. The problem of money.
Yun Zai looked at her with a complicated expression, her clear eyes were as gentle as clouds, but she was cold with impenetrable steel.
She called Mother Wen: "Mom, our school has to pay...tuition and fees in advance."
Mother Wen smiled: "Okay, I will ask the secretary to pay you tomorrow, is eight thousand enough?"
A Heng was a little panicked: "Don't be so much, Mom, not so much, three thousand...nine..." She thought for a while, licking her lips, squatting, "Three thousand nine hundred...30 yuan is enough. Up."
Mother Wen smiled: "Be stupid again, who pays thirty yuan! Forget it, I will send you five thousand yuan, look at the flowers."
A Heng shook her head, but there were tears in her eyes. She felt that she had deceived her mother's love. She said, "Mom, it's only three thousand and ninety-nine, is it successful?"
Mother Wen was quite uncomfortable listening to the child's voice, she didn't know why, but she didn't ask if she wanted to give the child some space for herself, she just said pityingly: "Well, it's only three thousand nine, not enough. You can tell Mom again."
Ah Heng hung up the phone, palms sweating, feeling that he had done something wrong in his heart. My mother is so kind to her and so gentle, but she relies on these to ask for it, which is really bad. The relationship between her mother and her has never been so harmonious. If she knew that she lied to her, would she dislike herself even more?
This child has a straightforward and pedantic personality and has never deceived anyone. She was so worried, and she was noisy for a long time before falling asleep in a daze at dawn.
What Yun is buying is a newly-listed laptop, imported, and the performance is quite good, the total price is 13 thousand.
A Heng took out all the scholarships, plus the living expenses calculated before, the money saved by working part-time, and the mother's remittance, fortunately enough. After counting, there were only more than 300 yuan left, and it was necessary to make do with the Spring Festival.
Yunzai's expression was still the kind of faint smile, and he was not very happy.
A Heng always felt that this child had changed a lot since he was a child, but he couldn't tell where he changed.
A Heng seldom eats with Yun, and always hurried away after finishing the one-person share. She said that her schoolwork is heavy. Yun didn't have any expression on his face, just watched her and didn't speak.
About a few days before Christmas, she had a low fever. At that time, the "SARS" was not eliminated, and the bird flu was catching up with the trend. She went to the school hospital for fear of infection. The doctor said it was okay, but the blood sugar was a little low. She gave her a bottle of glucose and took a little bit to reduce her fever. Medicine, tell her to eat more nutritious things.
A Heng nodded in response and was about to leave, but the doctor shook his head: "Children now, I don't know how to save money. I really don't know whether it is because of the more money saved by eating or the faster the doctor!"
A Heng has not eaten breakfast these days, and both lunch and dinner are improvised. I was embarrassed to hear the doctor's words, and a little embarrassedly tore off the tape on the hanging needle in his hand, and went to where Yunzai lived.
Yun was sharp in her eyes and asked what was wrong with her hand, the bruise was so obvious, A Heng said he had knocked to the corner of the table.
He went downstairs to buy medicine for her. When he returned, Ah Heng was wearing an apron and cutting vegetables in the kitchen. He lowered his head and exposed his neck, white and warm.
He looked at her for a long, long time, then gently hugged her from behind, closed his eyes, and his expression was a bit complicated. He said, "Wen Heng, I hate you."
Ah Heng was busy, and only said that the child acted like a baby: "Well, I hate you too, go to the top, the oil pan is hot, don't scald you."
He laughed, his eyes were so clear that he wanted to disperse the clouds, let go and sat down at the dinner table, and said softly: "Hey, you cook me a lifetime meal, I try to forgive you, how about it?"
It was like a sigh that Aheng didn't hear in the kitchen.
The day before Christmas, when A Heng finished class in the afternoon, some students said that someone was looking for her outside the school.
Aheng asked who it was.
The classmate thought for a while and blushed: "The eyes are big and beautiful."
A Heng was stunned, but rushed out of the teaching building in the next second. She ran across dry trees in winter, across a football field with no grass but snow, and her heart was beating.
Seeing the man standing there, wearing the old scarf she knit for him, Ying stood back, tears suddenly appeared in Aheng's eyes, she yelled "Yanxi" not far away, and she was very flustered.
The man turned around, his eyes were bright and bright.
She quickened her pace, and he straightened his arm, shaking his gloved left hand.
A Heng suddenly felt uncomfortable. The tears in his eyes were like broken beads, full and hot. He lowered his head and sprinted into his arms.
He laughed, almost knocked down by this huge force, but he held her tightly with his hands, as if he was holding a treasure that was too precious to be precious. He didn't even want to ask her why she was crying. He didn't want to talk about missing her. He didn't want to say that what was more uncomfortable than missing was the great joy after seeing a real person, because this joy exceeded the weight of his heart.
He picked her up and circled outside the gate of University Z, but his eyes were red with a smile: "Baby, look, I can still pick you up."
Ah Heng cried so hard that she could not restrain her feelings. She choked and said, "Sorry, I don't know why I cry. I'm sorry, Yanxi."
He kissed her forehead gently, muttered, and said over and over again: "It's okay, it's okay."
She said, "It's all you spoiled me."
Let her miss him, miss the carefree little child who is doing beside him.
He wrapped her hands and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his white fingers, a little helpless: "You said let me beat you three times a day, so why don't we have to?"
So, just get used to it, who has an opinion to tell Lao Tzu.
A Heng suddenly remembered that this was the entrance of the school. He showed his head from his arms. He coughed and brushed the ashes from his coat. Some unnaturally used his eyes to sweep the passerby A, B, C, D, Wuji, Gengxin, and everyone looked ambiguous. After passing, Aheng became more embarrassed.
She didn't see Yanxi's car, so she asked him how he got here.
Yanxi said about taking the plane and remembering something, she took out a red apple from her gray-blue coat and handed it to her: "There are many apples at home, Aunt Yunyi asked me to give you apples."
Ah Heng took the apple, sniffed, smiled with bright eyes, opened his mouth, but was snatched by Yan Xi.
He rolled his eyes: "Why is this kid so greedy, wait until dark before eating."
Let me say less, if you send Ping An fruit, you will eat Ping An fruit. Anyone who has not eaten Ping Ping fruit will give it to him if he flies all the way by air. If you say you are shy and give your mother Wen an apple, even if your child wants to eat it, he won’t let him eat it. If he doesn’t let him eat it, it’s okay. You also said that the child is greedy. Is there such a domineering thing?
A Heng: "Oh, are you here to give an apple?"
Yanxi said: "Oh, I actually didn't plan to come. I just thought that Sanyue hadn't seen him. I guess you have to think that I can't sit still, so come and see you. Actually, the main thing is that Aunt Yunyi asked me I can't refuse to give Apple..."
Aheng: "Then you go back, I don't think about you very much, I have a headache when I see you.
Yanxi glanced at the child and said, "Don't move, baby, stand at attention and stand still."
Aheng: "Huh?"
Yanxi: "Damn, I raised you well at home with a fat head, big ears, and a soft baby. You have only been here for a few days. How come you have become such a virtue? Except for the bones, there are dark circles!
Aheng tearfully grabbed Yanxi's hand and pursed his lips: "I want to... eat meat!"
Yanxi trembled, looking at Ah Heng’s eyes as bright as a wolf, and stroking him tremblingly: "Bao, how long have you been hungry?" Where to go."
The driver looked from the rearview mirror, not like a dumpling, and said, "Do you want to go to the high-end, mid-range, or low-end—"
Yanxi patted the cushion: "You need meat, meat, meat is well done!"
The driver arrived at a place, slammed the person on the ground and galloped away, fearing that he would accidentally be eaten as meat.
Yanxi ordered a table of meat: fried duck shreds in sauce, kung pao chicken, sizzling veal steak, shredded pork with fish flavor, squirrel mandarin fish, plus rib soup.
A Heng burst into tears, but his stomach couldn't stand it after eating a few chopsticks. She had been eating vegetarian food for a month, and she couldn't handle it when she was so stubborn. She put her chopsticks in a shame: "Yanxi, why don't you eat?"
Yanxi feels distressed: "If you don't have money, you just say, don't you spend money at home, you can still keep the baby!"
A Heng said: "I'm doing a human limit test, which has something to do with medicine."
Yan Xiang: "Who gave out the moths, dare to love them if they don't know the hardship of raising a baby, grandma!"
A Heng choked on the soup.
Yanxi wiped her mouth with a tissue to see A Heng's face had lost a lot of weight. The more she looked at her, the more distressed she became, and she said, "Bao, let's stop tossing yourself like this next time. Eat well, will you succeed?"
A Heng nodded and choked: "I miss you, Yanxi, you never come to see me."
Yanxi was silent for a while, pinched her nose, and laughed: "Little tear bag, little urine bag, isn't there a cloud, he is by your side, I don't worry."
A Heng thought for a while, Yan Xi and Zaizai are not the same.
But she didn't say this, because she remembered a very serious matter-now she hasn't eaten dinner yet.
I borrowed Yanxi's phone call and wanted to tell Zai Zai to have something to eat, and later she went back to make it for him, but Zai Zai's mobile phone could not be connected, so she transferred the voice mail.
Christmas Eve in City H is as lively as City B.
Men and women, mostly teenagers, all have a little Jiangnan style. At the beginning of the love, I voted for peaches and plums, and repaid them with Qiongyao jade. Even if the snow is hanging on the treetops, it is still warm.
There are balloon sellers on the street, white balloons with baby faces, plastic hydrogen balloons, and long caterpillar balloons of various colors.
Yanxi bought A Heng a golden caterpillar. Others looked at a pair of handsome men and beauties who were very seductive, but suddenly a caterpillar balloon appeared abruptly, and the beauty disappeared in an instant.
Aheng didn't care, he was very happy, but the balloon was full of hydrogen and he wanted to fly into the sky.
Yanxi stopped and tied the rope of the balloon to Aheng's left wrist. The red thread was lightly knotted.
It seemed that the red thread on the marriage book had a gentle touch on her wrist.
She smiled, looked at the balloon, and held his right with her left hand.
At that time, there were many Kongming lanterns floating in the sky, one wish for one person.
Three yuan a piece, buy a wish.
Yanxi asked her if she wanted it, but Aheng shook her head: "I can't recklessly pin everything I have on a lamp, it is too light to bear."
Yanxi joked: "Then you make a wish to me. I will be your Santa Claus and I will be responsible for filling your stockings."
A Heng thought for a while and laughed. She said, "You will be suffocated by the socks." She couldn't imagine the scene of Yanxi in the stockings. It was so funny.
However, she really wanted this person.
Yan Xi had already bought the return ticket, the plane at ten o'clock at night.
He watched Ah Heng finished eating the apples, then kissed her on the cheek and said Merry Christmas, smiling with white teeth. He said: "Baby, I really want to spend Christmas Eve with you. I want you to be safe forever, but you know, it is really difficult for a man to admit it."
He looked at her tenderly and pityingly: "Eat well. Well, also, say thank you to Yun for me." He turned around, waved his gloves, and left.
Aheng kept looking at his back, went away and disappeared into the fog.
This time, it seemed that she looked at his back completely for the last time. Her Mr. Yan was not a stranger called Yanxi.
A Heng hurried back to cook for Yun, but the street lights were broken, and it was a little dark at night.
A Heng walked towards the family courtyard where Yunzai was in the black lamp, and then saw a tall and thin figure dressed very thinly under the dim street lamp.
A Heng walked over to find that it was the cloud, his lips were white with cold, and his face was very ugly under the street lamp.
A Heng was taken aback and anxious: "What are you doing here in such a cold day?"
The boy's eyes seemed to be filled with cloudiness, and he said slowly: "I'm waiting for you."
A Heng was anxious: "How long have you been standing here?" Holding his hand, it was cold.
He broke away from her hand and spoke softly: "Wen Heng, you want to relieve your conscience by being nice to me. Apart from money, you should act more like it."
He lowered his head and held her chin, and bit her lip fiercely. His eyes were cold and mocking, no longer the usual gentleness and looseness. He said: "The rich are really amazing."
She and him stood on both sides of the street lamp, facing each other like enemies.
Aheng pushed him away, rubbed off the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and spoke lightly, his eyes light: "Say. Say what you want to say at once."
Then, take off the duck down jacket and throw it to him.
The cloud has been standing in the snowy night for a long time, and his lips are stained with snow.
He smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing. Yanxi paid 300,000 yuan to let me accompany you. Originally, I thought this business was not a big deal. It was enough to endure your hypocrisy. But now I found out that I was at a big loss. No, I can’t bear you, I feel sick when I see you smiling at me."
Then, his slender hands gently waved the duck down jacket that had hugged him on the snow, as if seeing dirty dust.
He said: "Is it fun to treat others as toys? Yanxi said that you miss me, but do you really miss me or do you want to show your kindness and compassion in front of your sweetheart?"
The boy breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Wen Heng, how do you miss your brother who you haven't seen for five years? In the end, how hard you miss until you see each other in five years? Xi didn’t give me money and didn’t let me come to see you. You will probably simply'miss' someone named Yunzai for the rest of your life, right? I never thought about meeting you, let alone company, although you The rich want to play games, but the treaty is obviously unfair. If Wen Heng, you want to continue to act kindly in front of your sweetheart, it would be more appropriate to add more money, what do you think?"
He looked at Ah Heng with a smile and perceptive eyes that mockingly, like the gaze of the Buddha contempt for the world.
A Heng slapped the young man on the left cheek fiercely.
The cloud is unbelievable, frozen in place.
She faced him, and her voice couldn't hear the tone: "If you weren't caring about your body, you definitely didn't get this slap. If your mind is confused and chanting the scriptures badly, wait until you think it out clearly."
After speaking, she lowered her head and picked up the down jacket, patted the snow on her body, turned and left.
Yun burst into tears in his eyes, but smiled calmly: "Wen Heng, what qualifications do you have to beat me, relying on your Wen name or the blood from your bones?"
She stopped, top-heavy, blood rushed to the top of her head, but gritted her teeth to control herself: "Sister and brother crippling the wall, as long as you are not a beast, you can't do such a thing!"
Her words were extremely stern, sharp like never before, her eye sockets were as red as blood, and her heart fought with cold.
She stood at the public telephone booth and looked at the ten numbers. Her fingertips were so cold that she could barely see the snow outside the booth.
She said, "Mom, let me ask you something."
The voice seemed to come from outside, desolate and hoarse.
Mother Wen was taken aback: "A Heng, what's wrong with you, did you eat an apple today on Christmas Eve?"
A Heng interrupted her, "Mom, during the two years I was absent, what happened to the Yun family?"
Mom didn't like her to be with the Yun family. Aheng was afraid that Wen's family would cut off the medical expenses, so he always contacted the hospital secretly. Although she will call the hospital regularly, the hospital will not detail the patient's condition very clearly. All she knows is a rough idea. From his hospitalization to his discharge, she clearly wrote down each time in her diary.
Mother Wen was stunned, and said: "It's okay. It's just that their son had an operation before, and said that the success rate was less than 40%. I wanted to see you. At first I wrote a letter, and then I asked someone to come. A sack of dried bamboo shoots, they said they were pickled at home and given to our family to try them out. See if you can spare time to see their son. That child misses you. I think it’s useless to ask you about it. Calling at both ends of the day, your grandfather was so quiet and annoying, so he refused. But I called the Southern Military Region Hospital and asked them to take care of them. Later, didn’t he succeed in the operation? Now the sack of bamboo shoots dry at home quickly No one will eat it if it gets moldy..."
A Heng spoke softly, but his soul was like a wandering silk, his eyes were out of focus, watching the snowflakes outside the pavilion with a small erratic smile.
"Mom, do you really think of me as your child? Do you know how much I love you? I always think that you are the most beautiful and youngest mother in the world. When I first saw you Thinking, how can you look so good, and how could I be your daughter? But why, every time I carefully want to approach you, you always throw me away with reasons I cannot refuse."
Her voice was small, but tears kept pouring from her eyes.
"Mom, if you ever loved me like one ten thousandth that I loved you for a minute and a second, if you could always worry about sadness because of your unhappiness, would you think about me a little bit? The son of the Yun family you mentioned, he is not a handful of humble dust, maybe in your eyes he is worth less than the dried bamboo shoots that my parents spend so many days and nights, but, yours My daughter is the elder sister who holds the humble dust, even in rural towns, because he is a boy, I am not as valuable as him! Just like Si Wan will desperately protect Er Er, I will be so humble in your heart because of this. My child cried, was sad, and gave up the home he once had. Mom, if you really loved me...
"If you have ever loved such a humble child..."
She put down the microphone and walked in the snow. The balloon in her left hand had been lost for some time.
The microphone was in a ridiculous upside-down posture, the hanging telephone line was overwhelmed, and a faint voice calling "A Heng" came out.
Aheng, Aheng.
Aheng didn't know how he got back to the bedroom. She took off her clothes and shrank into the bed. She was very cold and cold at first, and then very hot again. After all, her consciousness was blurred.
When I woke up, it was noon the next day.
Sister Wuying saw A Heng wake up, and probed her forehead with her forehead a little worried: "It's burning badly, go to the hospital."
Aheng nodded and said "OK", but his voice was hoarse, and the tonsils seemed to be inflamed.
Xiao Wu shook his head: "No, I have to go to Aheng to be quarantined for a month. Let's go to the laboratory to dispense some medicine, and then we will give her an injection. It's less than 38 degrees, right?"
Xiao Si took out the thermometer under A Heng's armpit and squinted at it.
Xiao San jumped his feet: "It's just a few of us, and the children's eyes are burning red. You will not pay for the shortcomings!"
Wuying frowned and wrapped A Heng's coat: "Don't say it, let's split up. Xiao Si will tell the counselor to take a fake note. Xiao San and I will take Ah Heng to the hospital. Xiao Wu will go to the hospital today. Professor Deng asked for leave."
Since Ah Heng had a high fever, he would inevitably live in the fever clinic ward when he went to the school hospital. Then he was quarantined, treated, took his temperature, and observed.
Every time Xiao Wu sees her through the iron railing, like a prison visit, he grabs her hand and wipes her tears. When will you come back Aheng; Wipe your tears, Aheng, what do you do with my final exam if you don’t come back? Whoever copied it; wipe away your tears, Aheng, do you want me to tell your husband to let him see you.
Aheng said: "If he calls the dormitory, you let him die."
Xiao Wu: "Could it be that the mouth in your house can't satisfy your desires. Your desires are rising and burning, so it burns..."
Ah Heng withdrew his skinny hand from the nasty food in the hospital, and looked at the sky: "You too."
Xiao Wu said, "Don't, who will bring you jelly when I am dead? Who will bring you candy? I just bought it yesterday, here."
A Heng Heng glanced around, without a doctor staring at him, wrapped the medical gown, pretended to have a stomachache and tiptoed back to the ward. I went back to the bed, turned on the flashlight, and pursed my mouth in an instant. Fifth sister, what I want to eat is really good, not cream stick. I hate cream stick.
The child was depressed, and the doctor at the hospital said, "Someone is looking for it on the 53rd."
A Heng opened the quilt and looked at the bed card. He really was... No. 53.
Get out of bed, put on slippers, and follow the doctor to meet the guests.
On the way, I met a familiar classmate and asked: "How long have you lived here?"
"Twenty-three days and eight hours."
"Envy, are you going out soon?"
"Yeah, alas, I finally got my head, how about you?"
"Oh, I can't. It will take 15 days and four hours."
So, if you change the days to years and the hours to months, it might sound more pleasant to the ear. Well, it's more like deja vu and prison.
A Heng walked to the iron railing in a medical suit, and glanced at it.
Yun smiled: "You are really capable. The people in your dormitory caught me and scolded me, saying that you had a fever of 39 degrees because you were cooking for me, but I was a ruthless little bastard, even you I haven't visited the sister side. Then I would like to ask sister, what instructions do you have?"
The phrase "A sister" was his habitual address when he was a child, but it was hard to say when I heard Aheng's ears.
A Heng fixed her eyes and looked at him with bright black eyes. She said: "I can't afford to say'Sister A'from you. From then on, I will return to the bridge and the road. You have been with me long enough, 300,000 worth. From now on From now on, don’t be with rich people like me. You really can’t afford to play games with rich people.

Turn around and walk away.
Sitting back under the covers, he wiped tears.
I love you so much, but is there any other use besides exchange value? I love you so much. You ask others for 300,000 yuan without my care. Have you ever seen a rich person who eats small pickles and buys you meat for a month? You are wronged and want your sister, but if you return the old time to you, wouldn't that sister choose the same path and walk into Wen's house?
You, you... little thing!
Aheng wiped away his tears and walked to the window, Yunzai's back shining in the winter sun.
It was a beauty in the old days, how can people hate it.
When A Heng was on winter vacation, Siwan came to pick her up, saying that there was nothing she could do with her. A Heng thought for a while, no matter if he didn't come, he might not be able to control the urge to shoot him to death.
Yanxi's mind became more and more difficult to understand, not knowing what he was thinking.
Si Wan drove, looked at the highway ahead, and said carefully: "A Heng, are you angry with your mother? The child of the Yun family, ah no, it is Yun, mother and she didn't mean it. You were not at home at the time. The reason my mother made up in front of people was that you were sick, so she was sent to the south to recuperate and study. What's more, she wanted to prevent you from contacting everything in the past. She simply spent her entire life in the south so as not to get involved in the whirlpool. Moreover, mother always I think he would like him—"
A Heng answered, "You are from two worlds with me, right?" She lowered her eyelids and said, "I know. He is too clever and too heavy. And I am too stupid to keep up with his steps, I Always know."
He smiled wryly: "No, not at all. Mom and Dad have never worried about this, they are afraid that you like him too much."
A Heng's face was blue and red, "I like it too much", this word is too...explicit.
Si Wan glanced at her and shook her head: "Do you think how tight you are to hide, as simple as Dayi can tell at a glance. We went out to play together, and Dayi often joked and asked when Yanxi was hired."
A Heng rubbed the red tide on his face and said, "Now everyone knows that we talked about it. Is this abnormal?"
Si Wan sneered: "When did you ask this? A semester higher!"
A Heng suddenly became embarrassed, his face was like a burning cloud.
Si Wan turned the steering wheel and said: "A Heng, everyone knows that you love Yanxi, including Yanxi. Everyone knows that Yanxi loves Wen Heng and loves Wen Heng, but including you, knows that this is not synonymous with love. .
"A Heng, he knows your bottom line, but you don't know what he is thinking. A Heng, if you want his love, then you will always be a loser."
A Heng did not speak, and put his head on the car window, and said, "Si Wan, although it seems hypocritical to say this to you, I have been working hard to give Yanxi more options for me, not because of debt repayment, nor Repay the favor."
A Heng found it strange. She had never thought about talking about Yanxi with Si Wan so calmly. Although they dilute the definition of each other vaguely, except for their brothers and sisters, they are indeed rivals in love.
Si Wan smiled: "In many cases, you need to cross more than Lu Liu. What he has to consider is even gender."
Si Wan didn't compare himself with him, but he talked about Lu Liu. The implication was obvious.
What Ah Heng needs to cross is Yanxi's love, and Lu Liu, apart from gender, obviously has no such consideration.
In other words, one can conclude that "the person Yanxi likes is Lu Liu".
A Heng smiled, but the expression on her face was uncomfortable. She said, "Brother, don't say any more, I will not hear what I said today. I have the goal of my hard work, but it has nothing to do with Yanxi. He accepts, There is also the freedom to refuse. If he can't bear to separate from me because he is afraid of my sadness, it has something to do with love. You can't say and there is no reason to say that Yanxi does not love me. Yanxi is not a kind person, nor does he Because I have become kind, but the way he treats me makes me often illusion that this is really the kindest person in the world, is this not enough to prove something—"
Si Wan interrupted her, rubbing her eyebrows with her slender fingers, took a deep breath, and said, "If, I mean, if he has the heart to leave you, what would you think and what would you do?"
A Heng lowered his head and shook his fingers: "If he leaves, then he will endure heart. Since he has endure, he appointed...appointed... and felt that there was no possibility of falling in love with me."
Si Wan turned his head and looked at her seriously: "What about you, what will happen to you? Tell me."
Ahengda: "If you are broken in love, you will cry and drink and you will feel uncomfortable. Do you still have to tell you this?"
Si Wan chuckled and laughed, glittering in her eyes, but Sven said rudely: "Your mother, made of the same material as your brother, diamonds."
A Heng glanced at him: "Your mother."
Mother Wen sneezed twice while waiting for her son and daughter at home.
In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhang picked clean and edible bamboo shoots from a handful of spoiled dried bamboo shoots, and muttered: "How long has it been left? Why do you only remember to eat now? Why did you go there early?"
Yanxi didn't know that Aheng was angry with him. It just happened that when he called their dormitory, Xiao Wu would be very sorry to say: "Excuse me, A Heng is in the toilet."
He hits it eight times a day, every time in the toilet.
Yanxi said this is frequent urination or constipation?
Xiaowu laughed, there are all.
Then Yanxi knew that Aheng was probably very busy, too busy to talk to him. Touching the non-existent beard and sighing, when the child grows up, he really needs that, what kind of private space.
Sending a text message to Yunzai asking him to take good care of Aheng, but Yunzai smiled and said: "I thought you loved her how much."
This tone is too ambiguous, is it ironic or a joke?
If it's a joke, you should translate it like this, haha, you love her as much as I love her; if it's ironic, hum, if you really love her, do you still need to understand her every move through me?
The two explanations were both awkward, so he spat and said: Because you are a cloud, I will bear you, I will tell you kid.
Because you are in the cloud.
Really.
When I saw Ah Heng at Wen's house, she and her family could get along with each other in harmony and warmth, and Yanxi was always comforted.
It's just that the child ignored him, saw it, said a few polite words, and went to the kitchen, living room, bedroom, wherever he didn't.
He forgot, or some other reason, anyway, he didn't mention that Aheng would return to his home to stay for a few days. Although to Ah Heng, Yan Jia is more like her home.
Sier laughed: "Why are you so cruel, Yanxi?"
Yanxi went crazy with the puppet dolls on the children’s channel with big eyes bent, and said so high,
Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast, one has no ears, and the other has no ears. It’s weird. really weird……"
A Heng covered his ears, added clear soup to the copper hot pot, and whispered: "What, it's a tailless one, you think you are a repeater."
The gentleman Si Wan, who didn't cover his ears, was facing the wall and trembling constantly, his eyes were red, he was kicked by Yanxi, and he was given a longan big white eye.
People in City B love to eat hot pot in winter, and the more traditional ones like to eat copper hot pot with charcoal. The tall chimney, the thinly rolled slices of lamb, and the family sitting together make people feel prosperous. But if the charcoal is not bought well, it will always be black and ash, and it will make people feel ashamed. Sometimes, there will be sparks that make people frightened. But the family loves to eat, Wen's mother can't do it, and it is always a lot of work for New Year's day because of picking charcoal.
This year is not bad. A soldier brought by Father Wen made a special trip to send a few bags of good charcoal before his transfer, saying that because he knew the old customs of Vice Army Wen, although they were just cheap things, they could be used for barbecue hot pot. In addition, he took a blue cloth bag, saying that it was the relics of the remaining Vice Army Wen who had been arranged.
Wen's mother opened it, and it was a hard-skinned and heavy diary and several unsent letters from home, one of which was addressed to Wen Heng.
A Heng read the letter, folded it neatly and placed it on the bottom of the drawer, and wrote a serious reply and burned it to his father. He slammed three heads firmly in front of his tablet and made a bang. It was so sturdy, it was very difficult for future generations to do it.
As a result, it was their turn to kowtow and gnash their teeth on the floor-Dad, we are as filial!
Standing up, one person put a bag on his head. A Heng was slightly better, Sier squinted his eyes and said, "Masochism."
A Heng helplessly: "I have my own reason, what are you arguing with me."
Yanxi hugged a bowl with a few slices of shabu-shabu in it, and peeked into her big eyes: "Knock it out, go out to eat hot pot when it's done, and I'll serve it."
The three gave way in silence.
Yanxi smiled and put the bowl aside, twisting the fragrance, and squatting at the tablet: "Uncle Wen, happy new year, eat less meat in the sky and be careful of cholesterol. In addition, you bless your nephew by the way. In particular, it will be what you want."
Two people have black lines and one has a blue face.
At the twenty-ninth year, the old man of the Wen family had just finished the hot pot with an outsider surnamed Yan, when snow fell outside. It was Xiaoxue at the beginning, but later the feathers flew up all afternoon before disappearing.
Dayi children are temperamental, and as soon as the snow stopped, they patted the door of Wen's house, pulling a group of people to have a snowball fight.
Yanxi said, "I'm an elegant person, and I don't usually do this naive thing—"
Before he could speak, Ah Heng compacted a snowball and slammed it over, covering Yanxi's head firmly.
Dayi, Si Wan, and Si Er laughed: "Oh, elegant people."
Yanxi patted the snow on her head, gritted her teeth, and glared: "Laughing Mao." Turning around, her smiley face was not set, and before her daughter called out, Ah Heng suffocated enough milk to hit another snowball.
She stood in the white snow, some distance away, and her expression was not clear.
Yanxi "Damn", thinking about what I am doing to you. Even if I don't give a smile for more than ten days, I still squeeze people everywhere. I love you so much that I feel so hurt, so you can thank me like that?
Holding a breath, shaking his hand to leave, Ah Heng slammed a snowball towards the back of his head.
Yanxi was completely on fire, and a group of small snow groups smashed towards Ah Heng.
Dayi didn't see the tricks of the two of them, and smirked "I also play", and joined the battle with snow. The two snowballs, one for each, no more, no less.
Later it was discovered that something was wrong. He was basically a single line, with no return type. The two of them ignored him at all. They used the snowball to communicate fiercely. You came and I was in full swing. The speed and destructiveness were faster than the atomic bomb.
Damn, too passionate, too lustful, can't stand it!
Dayi covered his eyes, turned his head to Si Wan and Si Er and said: "Look at these two, the eyes are straight, the sky is thunder and the earth is fiery."
Si Wan sighed: "Yes, it's almost a fight."
Sier tugged at Dayi: "It's OK, let's go back first. Looking at the two mentally retarded children, I have indigestion."
In this room, Yanxi jumped up and down to hide from the snowball, running hot, blushing like a peach blossom, sweating on his forehead, and a big snowball, ran forward with a grinning smile, and smashed towards Aheng.
A Heng was hit in the nose, squatting on the ground holding his nose, and did not get up for a long time.
Yanxi laughed, patted the snow on her body, approached, squatted, and put her hands on her knees, sending out snowflakes stained with dots of snowflakes, and said: "Retribution, let you be bad."
He stretched out a hand to pull her up, but Aheng pulled his arm in a thunderous manner, Yanxi's center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person was lying in the snow.
Yan Xi was angrily, pulling her head out of the snow, turning her sideways, resting her head on the snow: "How the did I recruit you? I have to give you an explanation for the death penalty?"
A Heng said concisely, coughing lightly: "Three hundred thousand."
Yanxi shrank in an instant: "Ah, three hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, objectively speaking, it is not an unacceptable number for me; then subjectively, I do not have six hundred thousand, nor eighty. Ten thousand, so it is three hundred thousand..."
A Heng smiled lightly: "Objectively speaking, you are not talking about the earth; subjectively speaking, what you are talking about is not something that humans like me can understand."
Yanxi sweated and said, "He...you...you..."
A Heng smiled, lay his head up beside him, looked at the sky with his head resting on his arms, and said, "We are fine, thank you Yan Shao for your 300,000 concern."
Yanxi didn't speak, her nose could smell the gentle scent of rosin on her body. For a long time, she chuckled, "Am I still messing up?"
Aheng smiled, his tone relaxed as if joking, but his hands were holding the snow beside him: "Well, Yanxi, I'm serious, if you dare to kiss me... well, mouth, I will forgive you and yours. Three hundred thousand, how about it?"
She was gambling and even provoking, which had nothing to do with her own gentleness, but it calmly tore away the desires in her heart, and even low self-esteem.
Yanxi was stunned, and was silent for a long time before staring complicatedly at the person beside her and this person's...mouth.
He knows a saying: thin lips, thin lovers.
A Heng's lips are very thin, and they often carry dry and thin lips in winter. However, she can choose the best model youth of twenty-four filial piety, which obviously has nothing to do with being unkind.
When she said that, she smiled slightly with her lips curled up.
She wants him to kiss her.
Yanxi stretched out her hand gently, a little hesitating, stagnating for a few moments, gently stroked her eyebrows, eyes, and nose with her fingers, and lingered on her cheeks, feeling extremely pity, but... Touch her lips.
His silly girl is a shameless girl.
Bright eyes looked at him silently and without evasiveness, but disappointment flashed by quietly, she said: "Yanxi, I know you can't kiss, and I know--"
He thought, what do you know, and how much do you know...?
In an instant, in a violent storm, he kissed her lips fiercely and explored inward frantically, his tongue entangled with her closely.
He was in a daze, hearing her heartbeat, lingering and gentle about drowning.