Chapter 43 Chapter42 Vienna also has a clear sky

Ah Heng opened the window and looked at the icicles under the eaves, feeling a little strange in his heart. In a blink of an eye, it was already her second winter in City B.In the first year, I always felt that time was not passing fast enough; in the second year, I felt that it was too fast. Yanxi received an email on the eve of winter vacation. It was an iron gray and blue card, noble but low-key, and it only said: "There is no snow at home, and Vienna is rolling this year. Let's enjoy it together." In the middle, there is an air ticket. Yan Xi's fingers reflected the color, so elegant and weird to the point of coquettishness.

Ah Heng smiled and asked who he was. Yan Xi kept coughing, and in winter, he caught a cold again.He coughed, his face didn't turn red, but was still pale: "Lu Liu." That was the first time Ah Heng heard Lu Liu's name from Yan Xi's mouth. Siwan said that it was their childhood child; Xin Dayi said that it was a boy who could see many stars in his eyes; Sier said that it was her fairy brother; grandpa said that it was a Even his Siwan, Si'er, and Aheng combined can't compare to good boys. However, she never heard Yanxi mention it.Even when others mentioned it, he just pretended not to hear it.

Ah Heng stuffed the glass of hot water into his palm and sighed: "Drink some water before talking." But he bit the cup, thought for a while, and murmured nasally: "My good friend." "What?" Ah Heng was confused. Yan Xi smiled, nodded, and affirmed her statement: "I said Lu Liu is my good friend." "Oh." Ah Heng took the ticket and looked over it over and over again: "It just so happens that it's the day of our winter vacation." Yan Xi smiled, but the corner of his mouth was cold. Ah Heng opened his mouth to ask something, but the doorbell rang, a little sharply, on a cold and fragile winter day.

She went to open the door, and Siwan was standing outside, wearing only a white T-shirt, her lips were a little pale. "Where did you come from? Isn't it cold?" Ah Heng was a little surprised, the clothes were too weird for the sub-zero temperature. The young man's face was ugly, he looked at Ah Heng gently, and hurriedly walked to the living room, but stopped.He stared blankly at the gray-blue card in Yanxi's hand, Yang Yang held the same card in his left hand: "Sure enough, you also received it." Yan Xi coughed, smiled, and raised his eyebrows: "Siwan, Lu Liu invited us to Vienna for vacation. Did he tell you that all food, clothing, housing and transportation are included? Otherwise, I won't go."

Siwan's expression calmed down, and she put her slender hands in her trouser pockets. She lowered her head and found that she was still wearing cotton slippers, and smiled wryly: "It's natural. When does Lu Liu do things that make people worry? What's more, this time Aunt Lin is going too." Yan Xi turned around, her tone slightly stagnant: "Isn't she going back to the United States?" Si Wan exhaled: "It seems that the American branch is running well, and Aunt Lin hasn't seen Lu Liu for nearly two years, and I miss him very much." Ah Heng was sitting on the sofa, he was winding a ball of wool, but he raised his eyes.

Another...two years? Yan Xi stopped talking, stood in front of the window, stretched out her hand, and printed one palm print after another on her breath, never tired of it. Siwan looked at him, and although she felt uncomfortable, she still asked, "Do you... want to go?" Yan Xi was careless, with black hair dangling between his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, it's the same wherever you celebrate the New Year. It's just that you need to add an air ticket." "to whom?" He pursed his lips, pointed at the sofa, and smiled half-smile: "Who else? Ah Heng isn't dead yet."

Siwan looked towards the direction of his fingertips, the girl was sitting there quietly. Before... he almost forgot her existence. Ah Heng raised his head, looked at Yan Xi, and was slightly stunned: "Me? I can't." She explained with a smile, "Dad called me yesterday and said that he won't be able to come back for the New Year this year, and asked me to accompany him for the New Year." Siwan also smiled: "So fast? Dad also told the family yesterday that he would not come back during the New Year." On the day of the winter vacation, the temperature was below zero, and there was frost but there was still no snow, as Lu Liu said.

When she sent Yanxi to the door of the house, Xin Dayi urged him to get in the car because he was in a hurry to catch the plane.The young man walked up to the car, thought of something, turned back, stood in front of the door, and watched for a long time. "What are you looking at?" Ah Heng asked him, puzzled. Yan Xi smiled, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the iron plate in front of him: "09-68, remember." "Remember what?" "Our house number." "Remember what to do." "In case I forget my way home..." "Boring." Ah Heng bent his lips, held his hand but ran forward desperately, "Hurry up, I didn't see that Dayi was so anxious that his head was smoking."

The paper bag on Ah Heng's right hand made a sound with the wind. Yan Xi pointed to the paper bag: "What is this?" Ah Heng smiled, lowered his eyes and let go of his hand, handed him the paper bag, and said to Xin Dayi whose head was sticking out of the car window: "Da Yi, just two minutes." Xin Dayi was helpless: "Shouldn't you just go out for a few days, do you two need to be so inseparable?" Aheng took out a gray rabbit fur scarf from the paper bag, and gently tiptoed. She is 1.73 meters, and he is 1.79 meters. Six centimeters, no matter how long or short, there is always a distance.

Yan Xi's eyes sparkled, and the first sentence was not a surprise, but a rhetorical question: "Is there any in Siwan, is there in Dayi?" Ah Heng replied perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, I have given them all." So, the boy pouted. But she got a mischievous heart, took a light and elegant scarf, and wrapped it around his fair neck and dry lips.The dark flowers of sunflowers on the scarf are blooming brilliantly in the crisp air.There is also a pair of gloves hanging around the neck, still gray, with rabbit ears and big eyes hooked on it, childlike and cute. Yan Xi muttered: "What, so childish."

Ah Heng smiled: "Are you very mature? No, give me back." Yan Xi hugged the gloves, as if guarding against a thief: "When it comes to my territory, it's mine!" There was a whimper of complaints in her mouth, but her mouth almost grinned beyond the scarf. "Damn it! It's not over!" Xin Dayi was angry, dragged Yanxi into the car, and waved to Ah Heng. 言希瞪大眼睛，拍坐垫：“大姨妈，你别得了便宜还卖乖，我们阿衡都给你们织围巾、手套了，你丫还想怎么样？再废话揍你昂！” Xin Dayi burst into tears: "Who the hell saw that damn girl's scarf and gloves! Just ask me what I want, nothing more..." Siwan had no choice but to drive away. Yan Xi's whole face was pressed against the rear window, and her pretty face was instantly crushed. She laughed so hard that she slapped the window hard: "Aheng, Aheng, wait for me, I'll be back soon!" Ah Heng was troubled, thinking to himself, finally sent this uncle away.Then, thinking badly, it would be best for Xiaoya to get lost in Vienna and come back later. Then, she... wished she could strangle herself to death. At the age of twenty-eight, she arrived in the city where her father lived alone, but unexpectedly, it was freezing in the south, which was surprisingly cold. Ah Heng took the train for nearly three days. The mother originally wanted her to go by plane, but considering that Ah Heng had never been on a plane before, a child with no one to take care of her, she was worried, so she gave up. She thought she was going to board a warship, but her mother laughed: "It's a child after all, where can you go to that kind of place." It was only later that I found out that my father was on annual leave, but a friend from the Southern Military Region had invited him for a long time, and he seemed to have something important to do, so he stayed. When she got off the train, she didn't see her father in the distance, but she saw a young man in a green military uniform holding up a sign with flying dragons and phoenixes on it, with two very beautiful and arrogant brush characters: Wen Heng. Ah Heng felt ashamed every time she thought about it. She never thought that her name could be written so sharply. That young man was so upright and arrogant, wearing a military uniform, he was full of vigor and majesty. She walked in front of him, hesitating how to introduce herself, after all, she was a stranger, a little embarrassed. "Hello." Ah Heng smiled. The boy didn't speak, but stared at her for a long time, as if he wanted to see through her, and then said lightly: "You are Wen Heng? Wen Anguo's daughter?" Ah Heng nodded, looked up at the boy, but was startled. He has pimples all over his face, which is red and full of youth. "Follow me." He turned around and left his back. Ah Heng walked forward with the box in his arms, smiled, and said nothing. Anyway, it would not be a human trafficking, she thought at the time. Of course, when I thought about it later, I even wondered why I followed others without asking their names. This is... too easy to deceive. Later, after a few years, that man became a grasshopper on the same rope with her, and when he always wanted to kick her off the rope, he liked to ask: "Wen Heng, do you know where you are the most beautiful?" Is it annoying?" She shook her head, naturally she didn't know. "Be obedient. I've never seen such an obedient woman as you!" Ah Heng was a little depressed.No matter how obedient I am, I am tired of it... Along the way, Ah Heng tried to strike up a conversation several times, but was stared back by the green uniform.For some reason, she remembered Yan Xi's big eyes when he was glaring at people, so she looked at this man with a smile that couldn't be closed. Alas, I'm afraid I'm going to be regarded as crazy. With such thoughts in her mind, she fell asleep drowsily leaning against the car window. Fortunately, this man is not a liar. When she woke up, the first thing she saw was her father. "Aheng, why did you sleep so deeply? Xiaobai carried you all the way back to the dormitory without waking up." Wen Anguo laughed at his daughter, and this was the first sentence he said when they met. Ah Heng was embarrassed and blushed for a long time before he remembered: "Well, who is Xiaobai?" From behind Wen Anguo, a middle-aged man in military uniform walked out, with a straightforward smile, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a shining military rank on his shoulders. "The boy who brought you back, my nephew." The man smiled, and there was a heavy smell of tobacco on his body, as if he was heavily addicted to cigarettes. Ah Heng looked around and wanted to thank him, but there was no sign of the green uniform. "Uncle, who are you?" She also smiled, got up from the bed, and stood behind her father in a proper manner. Wen Anguo patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Please let us eat and drink together, you Uncle Gu, the chief of staff of the military region, my good friend in the military academy." "Hello, Uncle Gu." Ah Heng smiled. Ah Heng's life in the military area was considered to be prosperous, and his father and Uncle Gu always liked to drink together.Seeing her bored, the girls in the art troupe always like to drag her to have fun together. Everyone is about the same age, vaguely, with the meaning of a little girlfriend. They joined the army at a young age, and are much more mature than the girls in the school. They always patiently lead Ah Heng to adapt to the life mode of the army like a sister, very caring and warm.Just mentioning the boy he likes, it's twittering and childish. Xiaobai is scary!This is the conclusion they came to after talking all over the place. Ah Heng was amused, and asked them where the horror was. "Appearance, personality, IQ, family background, all of them are terrifying!" This is their unanimous answer. Ah Heng was confused.The impression of that person is only the first time I met him, he looked cold and arrogant when he spoke, and the rest was blank. Appearance——"The face is full of pimples, isn't it scary?" Personality - "He came to visit relatives for half a month and told us less than ten sentences. Isn't it scary?" IQ——"The daughter of my aunt's aunt from my hometown went to the same university with him, and was admitted to the Department of Medicine of Z University at the age of fifteen. The IQ is said to be 180, sisters..." Family background—"His uncle is our chief of staff, and his father is the director of the affiliated hospital of Z University. If it weren't for that discounted face, sisters, it's hard to find a gold card VIP with a light bulb on..." The girls in the art troupe are always strong in description. Ah Heng let out a snort, and laughed so much that the mountains and rivers were full of ink, he staggered to and fro. Suddenly, everyone noticed something, looked at her behind and coughed fiercely, as if her throat had been choked.Ah Heng turned around, his smile hadn't faded yet he saw the rumored hero they were talking about. He was condescending, and looked at her coldly for a long time, the small pimples on his face were bright and bright. "Your email." He handed her an email, turned around, and left. Ah Heng felt guilty, felt that he shouldn't be behind other people's backs, was disturbed by other people, and laughed at this unfamiliar person. How unkind... "Xiaobai, I'm sorry..." She called out, apologizing seriously. The man was walking with haughty steps, and he said "Xiaobai", but it seemed that he had installed a hot wheel in an instant, and left in a hurry.Ah Heng had an illusion that the sleeves of the green military uniform were almost thrown away by him. It turned out to be really scary! Every five days, Ah Heng will receive an email from Vienna. The first letter, the snow-covered mountain peak, crystal clear and pure.That boy was dressed in a ski suit, with a slightly arched body, compared with scissors, and wearing sunglasses, but she was sure that he had a brilliant face.The letter wrote such words: "Aheng, the snow I gave you is from Vienna." The second letter, the golden music hall, the streamers of the instruments, the reliefs are solemn, men and women, colorful and elegant.There is no him in the photo, only a faintly visible corner of the white suit, embellished with the subtle fragrance of the photo, each stroke is delicate and serious: "A Heng, go home, I will play the piano for you." In the third letter, there are grape trellises entwined with vines, layer by layer, at the end that cannot be looked at, and a drop of dew clearly blooms in front of your eyes.Under the grape trellis was a group of young figures, one of them, in the sunlight, was so bright that it hurt her eyes.This letter was scrawled and excited: "Aheng, I secretly drank the wine here. It is a state and federal fine wine that has been hidden for sixty years." The fourth seal is an exquisite and beautiful palace, flowing gold and shining, connected with water, sparkling with waves.At that time, New Year's fireworks were being set off, and he pointed to the twelve o'clock clock, shouting something to the camera.But she could only see from the frozen text: "Ah Heng, happy new year, you are one year older." The fifth letter, the sky of Vienna, is completely blue, warm and cunning like a baby, simple and clean.He said, "Aheng, when I go home, I want to see you at first sight." Then, she rubbed her eyes and looked at her father almost in tears: "Dad, when will we go home, when will we go home..." The year is 2000, the end of the century, the beginning of the century.