Chapter 14 Chapter13 Closest relatives, dearest, only frank

"Where's the beauty?!" Yan Xi vomited upside down on the dock.With a pale face, he grabbed the corner of Ah Heng's clothes and would not let her go. He decided to hate her until he died, and even if he was a ghost, he would not let go of the eight generations of Wen family ancestors. Ah Heng looked at the boy's big eyes with a cold light, and touched his nose. She is innocent. There are indeed many "beauties" on board, but they are not real beauties, but a kind of small black fish. She is not a liar. However, when Yan Xi saw the "beauty" at the dinner table, like an eggplant beaten by frost, she closed her mouth and stared at Wen Heng with her beautiful big eyes.

"Little sister, let your elder brother taste the fish. I just caught it and it's fresh." The punter was an old fisherman with dark skin and smoking dry tobacco. He sat aside and spoke enthusiastically. "Grandpa, I know." Ah Heng nodded with a smile, and repeated the old man's words to Yan Xi. Yan Xi looked at the little black fish filled with aluminum basins, poked them with chopsticks, his face was gloomy, and his appetite was not great.He had just been seasick and had vomited for a while, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his stomach. Ah Heng sighed, and asked the old man, "Grandpa, do you have any mint leaves?" She knew that fishermen had the habit of picking mint leaves and putting them in their mouths to refresh themselves.

The old man walked to the bow, held a small jar, and handed it to Yanxi with a smile. The young man pulled out the plug, and the cool and sweetness of mint came out in his nostrils. Inside the jar were dark red plums, which looked extremely attractive. "It's bayberry." Ah Heng raised his eyebrows. "It's soaked in mint leaves, just let your elder brother eat a few." The old man spoke in a thick watery tone, and sucked hard on the dry tobacco, the pipe was dotted with stars, flickering. Yan Xi chewed a few pieces silently. At first, he felt that the taste was extremely weird, spicy and astringent, without any sweetness. was suppressed.

A Heng smiled lightly, picked up a piece of fish, picked the thorns, and put it into Yanxi's bowl. Yan Xi has always enjoyed the emperor's treatment at home, and Guard Li helped him tidy up comfortably, and he never worried about eating. At this moment, Ah Heng caught the fish for him and painstakingly picked out the fishbone. He ate it naturally due to inertia, but he didn't realize what was wrong with it; and Ah Heng didn't think too much in his heart, just He did what he wanted, without any vigilance at all. This behavior contained pampering and intimacy. When both of them regarded it as normal, this matter was really not a big deal.After eating, wipe your mouth, you will be your Yan Xi, I will be my Wen Heng, a bridge is a bridge, and a road is a road.

The little black fish is stewed by the old man with red pepper from the lake water. It is absolutely natural and tastes delicious and tender.Yan Xi ate to his heart's content, the gloom in his eyes gradually melted away, he was sweating from the heat, and his cold seemed to have gone for a while. The night gradually deepened, and the lake reflected the moonlight, sparkling and silver. The old fisherman helped the two make their beds, Yan Xi and A Heng sat on the bow of the boat, looking at the mountains and rivers unconsciously. In the winter in the south, there is no coldness in the north, but only a coolness that seems to be absent.The wind blows gently, and the water waves slowly cross in one direction. The round swirls, one after another, overlap the passage of time, in a casual and gentle way, but it is easy for people to indulge in it and cannot extricate themselves.

Yan Xi's slender legs were crossed together, and her sitting posture was comfortable and slightly childish. Suddenly, the boy smiled. He hummed a little tune softly. Ah Heng has never heard it before, and the song has a touch of laziness, a touch of comfort, and a complete Yanxi style. However, it sounds surprisingly good. Later, by chance, she found out that this song is GL's classic love song "Willingly". Love is a willingness. The lyrics were written so convincingly that Yan Xi hummed them casually, which didn't fit the scene at that time, but coincidentally, it suited her feelings many years later.

Yan Xi got up, turned back to the cabin, and when she came out, she hugged the drawing board and an oil lamp. "Do you want to draw?" Ah Heng tilted his head and asked him. The boy nodded, his black hair was gently lifted by the wind, revealing his smooth forehead. "Draw what?" She smiled. The boy pointed to the green hills surrounded by the lake.He sat on the board of the boat, bent his knees, and put the drawing board on his lap. Next to his white hands, there was a whole box of oil paints. Ah Heng helped find a black coarse porcelain plate from the cabin.Yan Xi washed it with lake water, and then, like a magician, under the dim yellow light, he took out a few tubes of paint, and slowly adjusted the black color with his hands.

He picked up the paintbrush, not with the casual expression of the past, but with concentration, all his mind was focused on the drawing paper in front of him.He held the paintbrush between his index finger and middle finger, and gently measured the position of the brush. His lips were pursed, his black eyes showed no emotion, and he looked stern and serious. When Ah Heng watched him slowly and surely print the scenery of lakes and mountains on the pure white paper, he was more moved than surprised. Nature has created too much beauty, but this beauty is often ignored by coldness, and exists lonely and weak.People may look at it with admiration and appreciation, but they are always helpless because of the beauty that grows on its own, and the desire to possess it tortures the soul.

But when she saw the continuation and publicity of its life - just a thin piece of drawing paper, everything was measured by its lonely years but a moment, the desire for this beauty in her heart had completely stopped, and the young man was surprised. Talent, moved but has a chord for a landscape. Time passed by, he couldn't stop writing, and she couldn't stop looking, with unbridled madness. After an unknown amount of time, the boy finally smoothed out the last stroke with his thumb and threw away the pen. "It's beautiful." A Heng looked at the painting, although he knew that he described it poorly, he still frowned and laughed.

Yan Xi also smiled. He took out the drawing paper reflecting the landscape from the drawing board, held a corner with one hand, and slowly dried it with the wind. "For you." The boy gently handed the painting to her, his delicate eyebrows were raised, and his black eyes were full of slyness, "But, you have to do me a favor." Ah Heng held the drawing paper in both hands with great care, and nodded earnestly. When he looked up, he found that the young man's face was flushed abnormally. Ah Heng's heart tightened, and he stretched out his hand towards the boy's forehead, only to find that it was scaldingly hot.

Oops, I have a fever! The young man reached out and pushed away her hand that was covering his forehead. There was a trace of imperceptible displeasure in his eyes, and he said flatly, "I'm fine." Then he got up and entered the cabin. When Ah Heng followed into the cabin, Yan Xi had already covered herself with a quilt, turned sideways, and curled up motionless on the bed.She stood by the boy's bed with the oil lamp in her hand, but she was finally worried, so she moved a small bamboo stool and sat at the foot of the bed, and blew out the lamp. Outside the cabin is the sound of water waves rushing past, slapping, and then, still, flowing. Under the moonlight, she looked at the curled up figure on the bed, the outline of this figure was blurred, and the feeling of unreality became stronger and stronger. Ah Heng's heart was empty, she knew that Yan Xi knew she was here; she knew that with her here, this boy would not let go of his guard and take a good rest. But she held the smoky oil lamp and refused to let it go. Her hands were filled with the frightening temperature of her fingertips when she just touched it. She wanted to do something, but found that her existence was meaningless. Ah Heng always felt that she was stupid, but at a glance, she could no longer understand this young man's mind.Yan Xi is stubbornly insisting on his own dignity. He would rather have a fever than a stranger approaching him at will. So, she sighed, turned her head quietly and wanted to go out. At this time, the boy let out a muffled groan under the blanket.Ah Heng's heart tightened, and he turned hastily, wanting to get out of the cabin and call the fisherman. "Wait a minute." The voice was hoarse and slightly forbearing. Ah Heng turned his head, and the young man sat up with his hands propped up. Under the moonlight, his lips were pale, and his face turned bright red.After a long while, he said weakly, "Wen Heng, why don't you talk to me for a while." "You are sick." Ah Heng said softly. Yanxi bowed her head a little irritably, her tone was a little disturbed: "I don't like strangers approaching me." Fu squeezed the quilt under his fingers again, and after a long while, he said weakly: "Wen Heng, why don't you talk to me for a while." "You need to rest." Ah Heng shook his head. Yan Xi smiled lightly, ignored Ah Heng, and said, "Wen Heng, when did you learn to speak?" Ah Heng looked at him quietly, without saying a word. "When I was one year old. Guard Li held me and let me touch his throat to listen to his pronunciation. The first word he taught me was 'Mom'. I learned it, so I looked at him, happy He shouted 'Mom'. Unfortunately, he didn't praise me for being smart." Yan Xi smiled slightly, breathing heavily: "Really, shouldn't such a small child be encouraged?" His voice pretended to be light, but it sounded like a sponge soaked in water, sinking slowly. "One and a half years old, when he was learning to walk, my old man squatted on the ground and waited for me to approach. At that time, he was too young, felt that the road was too long, and the walking was very tiring, but he really wanted to get the candy in his hand. That was thinking. The American sugar that Wan and... neither had, was sent back by those two people—sorry, I'm not used to calling them 'Mom and Dad'. I think, if you get it, you can show it off to Si Wan. " Yan Xi spoke a little fast, and after she finished speaking, she fell on the quilt and laughed out loud. Ah Heng's lips were a little dry. She approached the young man, raised her hand, then put it down feebly, and said with a soft smile, "And then?" Yan Xi couldn't stop laughing, and it took him a long time to raise his head, with a thin layer of sweat already oozing from the forehead: "I made a fuss and asked Guard Li to carry me to Siwan's house, with candy in my hand, ready to show him complacently. Then, Zhang My sister-in-law told me that Uncle Wen and Auntie Wen took Siwan to the children's park, and they will come back at night." She looked into his eyes, the fine and slowly flowing light, like the tide, slapped and passed away. "I didn't see Siwan until night. But that kid still dared to smile at me. So I beat him to tears..." The boy closed his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly. The corners of Ah Heng's mouth were dry, she didn't know what to say.At that time, she was still a baby, and she would only hide in her mother's arms and hold her hand to sleep every day.Although my mother is not my own mother, she is the source of all hope and love. "Yanxi..." She hesitated and called him in an apologetic tone.Although I don't know what to apologize for. The boy didn't answer, he was leaning on the bed, already asleep, his hands curled up and clenched tightly, in the posture of a baby. Aheng sighed, and pulled the quilt from his bed over to cover Yanxi.After confirming that he was fast asleep, she gently laid him flat on the bed, watching his head slowly sink into the soft pillow. In the middle of the night, Ah Heng boiled hot water and applied a towel several times.Fortunately, it was only a low-grade fever and a layer of sweat broke out. By dawn, the boy's body temperature had returned to normal. She has been thinking about what Yanxi said to her, and how much she is willing to let her know. Sick people are too vulnerable to hide themselves.But the undisguised person was not within the scope of what she was still familiar with. She wasn't sure if Yanxi still expected her to know this fact when she was sober. Years later, when the dust settled, Yan Xi smiled when asked about this: "It's just a fever, not drunk." Those words really wanted to tell her. Ah Heng shook her head, she didn't think Yan Xi was someone who was willing to talk.In fact, many times, because the burial was too deep, it took her a lot of thinking. Yanxi hesitated, and then spoke for a long time: "Aheng, although I never said it, at that time, I did treat you as my future wife, even if you didn't know the inside story. Because, I always believe that the relationship between husband and wife You should be honest." Ah Heng smiled wryly. It was early in the morning when Yanxi regained consciousness, and a faint layer of mist formed on the surface of the lake. He moved his fingers lightly, but he felt heavy when he wanted to get up. One layer of quilt, two layers of quilt, and...a person. Yan Xi raised her eyebrows, trying to push the girl away mischievously, but found that the girl's hand was tightly clutching her left hand, and she was silent on the spot for an instant. He frowned, and after a while, he dispelled the displeasure between his brows, smiled, gently pushed the girl's hand away, and carefully got off the bed. He stretched himself, feeling that he had a good night's sleep, but unfortunately, his body was sticky and wet with sweat. Yan Xi sniffed his shirt in disgust, wishing his nose would be eight feet away from him, but it was unrealistic, so he stepped out of the cabin with long legs, and shouted to the bow: "Ah, ah, I want to go ashore, and the young master wants to take a bath!" The old fisherman in the straw hat smiled and waved to him. Ah Heng also laughed.She woke up just now, but she pretended to be asleep because she was afraid of Yan Xi's embarrassment. But right now, I'm really sleepy.