Chapter 49 Chapter48 Eternal Time One Thing

Yan Xi left, and she watched the car go away with her own eyes.Where he went has nothing to do with her, she no longer wants to know. Finally, even she abandoned him. Yanxi, this is what you want, right?I gave you, are you happy? When sending Yan Dingbang back to the United States, she smiled and said to the man: "Uncle Yan, just go back to the United States. After I move the things out, the keys will be mailed there." He looked at her with heavy and unbearable eyes. And that woman, behind everyone's back, whispered to her.She said: "Wen Heng, thank you for helping me so much." The fragrance of plum blossoms, the color of sea pearls, that smile is really gentle.

Ah Heng smiled lightly: "You won't forget, what else is I holding in my hand?" Lin Ruomei smiled, her eyes were very loving: "If I say that what you are holding now is worthless in front of the Lu family, do you believe it or not?" Ah Heng's heart felt like someone had stabbed him, and he said softly, "It doesn't matter anymore." All things don't matter. Her persistence and determination are like a joke. Walking from the past to the present is to laugh to others; looking back from the present to the past is to laugh to oneself. Still, a big laugh.

Siwan helped her pack her things, people from Wen's family lived in Yan's house, so what? Xin Dayi heard the news and rushed into Yan's house.Grabbing Ah Heng's wrist, he gritted his teeth with red eyes, his appearance almost killed him. "why?!" There was no wave in Ah Heng's eyes, and he looked at him calmly, almost laughing: "Why?" Although this young man has always been reckless, he is always lenient and tolerant towards his close relatives and friends.He is used to cherishing every friendship, so he will not speak harsh words to his friends unless it is absolutely necessary.Right now, he was really angry, and tightened Ah Heng's wrist: "A Heng, you are a fucking friend! That's Yanxi, Yanxi! It's not a cat, it's not a dog, it's not what you like It’s a big living thing that you can throw away after two days of teasing and dislike it!”

Siwan frowned: "Da Yi, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xin Dayi raised his thick eyebrows: "You are the most fucking qualified to talk, get the hell out of me! You fucking hold your surname Wen for the rest of your life!" He was careless, but being careless doesn't mean being brainless! Siwan's handsome face was uncertain, but she was well-trained and held back. Ah Heng shook off Xin Dayi's hand, and said with a smile: "Da Yi, stop making trouble, I'm very busy here, you go home first, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it another day."

Xin Dayi laughed back angrily: "Okay! This is the person Yan Xi holds in his hand! You are good, very quiet and noble!" A Heng smiled lightly: "Xin Dayi, you are so kind, why didn't you stop Uncle Yan? It's not in line with your wish to keep Yan Xi, are you happy?" Xin Dayi was stunned. Why not two years ago and still not two years later?In this way, it seems that he is in charge and decides what is what. After a long while, the young man was reckless, and his eyes were red: "I think so! But, apart from you, no matter how good someone else is, so what!"

The things that belonged to her have been moved one after another, and they are almost moved. Her room is on the second floor, there is no tree shadow outside the window, and the sun is the best. Siwan looked at the room where she lived, and said with some guilt: "Ah Heng, I have made you feel wronged, I remember that you hate the sun the most." Ah Heng smiled and remained silent. That day, there was a man with such a warm smile: "Aheng, you like sunshine, black and white cool colors, right? Right?" It's been so long that I can hardly remember. Siwan patted her on the shoulder lightly, dimpled with a smile: "Mom has arranged the room for you at home, waiting for you to go back. I will clean up the rest of the sundries in a few days."

Ah Heng glanced at the wall, and the rabbit-eared figure was already unclear, so he smiled and turned around: "Let's go, go...home." In the past, I always felt that the house was full and noisy, but now it seems that it was an illusion. She came back, and my mother was very happy, holding her hand and talking non-stop.She felt that she had always been filial, obeying her mother's words and making her smile. Si Er's face was not very good-looking, and he stared at her several times. Some scenes are reversed.Not long ago, she had looked at her mother and Sier with such jealousy.

Before, when I was in Wushui, I always felt that I was very mature, like an adult, able to help my parents and take care of them.In the few years since I came here, how much more than a star and a half have grown than before? You can't ask for it, but if you don't want it, you will be strong. She looked at Si Er and learned to hold her hand affectionately in front of her mother.However, the empress did not learn from her to let go. Wensier only made half a set of kung fu, but she wanted to do the whole set. There are discerning people watching in front of people, and wise people watching behind people.She was tired of receiving only a little sympathy from her grandfather and brother. In Wen's family, she wanted to become very important.

Wen Sier sneered: "Wen Heng, why are you pretending to be cute, fake or not?" Ah Heng smiled brightly: "Yeah, if I don't pretend to be cute and kick you out of Wen's house, how can I be happy?" Si'er's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and went into Wen Siwan's room. Ah Heng was still smiling. Wen Sier can play the piano and ballet and please the Wen family, but Wen Heng can't do it.However, Wen Heng is the top three in the second grade, with a well-behaved personality and the blood of the Wen family, which one of you, Wen Sier, can do it? The same surname is Wen, who is worse than the other?

I don't know where my contention at the moment comes from, just as I don't know where the non-dispute at that time came from. People change. Another March has passed since last March.It's already hot in August. Siwan always looked at her face, mentioned that person with some embarrassment, carefully said when he would visit, and then asked her tactfully: "Ah Heng, do you want to go to Tianwu Hospital?" Yan's father was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear the blow if he brought his son to the United States, so he left Yanxi in Tianwu Hospital. With a three-point smile on his face, Ah Heng said while doing physics problems: "Just wait."

Wait for leisure, then make yourself not idle, and then wait for leisure. Xiao Xia was about to enter high school, and often asked her where that person was with tears in her eyes.Ah Heng said flatly: "I'm crazy, and then I don't know if I'm dead or not. If you want to find him, you have to drive yourself crazy first." The child will immediately shut up and bury his head in his studies. Xin Dayi talked to her with his nose, humming to and fro.Chen Juan even kicked and beat this guy, but it didn't work, so he just said, "Ah Heng, I know you have difficulties." On the matter of abandoning Yanxi. Naturally, he would not say this, although, in his opinion, that was the case. Ah Heng just laughed.Why did she have difficulties, why didn't she even know herself? In this world, no one is not wronged, no one is not suffering.In the eyes of the Buddha, all living beings are guilty and pitiful.Goodness, goodness, in this way, she should have some difficulties. The classmates laughed at her: "Is Wen Heng ready to become a Buddha?" Ah Heng also laughed and shook his head: "No, no, now the monk eats meat, and every meal without ribs is not happy." Xin Dayi pricked up his ears, his nerve sensitivity was absolutely top-notch. Rousi's eyes lit up: "Are you eating ribs now?" Ah Heng smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I've eaten sour water now, wait two more days, it will be disgusting, and I won't drink a single bite in this life." She dawdled for three months, and the key was not sent to the United States.Every week, mop once a day, and take back some missing things.Next time, when I wipe the table and find something that belongs to her again, I will be pleasantly surprised. Siwan has a thin skin and asked her privately, she has been dawdling for three months, when will she pay back. Ah Heng narrowed his eyes: "Is Grandpa Yan in a hurry? Then I'll make a call and ask for instructions." Siwan smiled wryly, but she didn't dare to let Grandpa Yan know that he would strangle Uncle Yan to death.Although such a big event was for the fulfillment of filial piety, he was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear the blow if he brought his son to the United States, but in the eyes of Grandpa Yan, he felt sorry for his grandson and jealous of his son.Once the Supreme Emperor was angry, and then fell ill, the little ones like them would be very heartbroken. Ah Heng smiled, so let me take it easy. Siwan wondered, who does this little rascal look so much like, and suddenly remembered the husband and wife picture in the mouth of the older generation, and the thunderbolt killed herself. He hesitated and hesitated, considered and considered: "You really don't want to see Yanxi? He is so skinny now, he can't eat every day, and has vomited many times..." At the end, I couldn't continue, my eyes were red. Ah Heng looked at him, and said calmly, "Do you want to cry? Isn't it hard to bear it for so long?" Wen Siwan is always the most decisive and affectionate one. Thousands of means, good and bad, are just for one person. At first, snatch Lin Wanwan away from that person, and then let that person find out as if nothing happened, because of brotherhood, that person is bound to give up. This is the first one; the second is to keep in touch with Lu Liu , if it seems to mention that the person has a woman he likes, of course, the woman's best name is Wen Heng, so as to prevent problems before they happen; third, if she guessed correctly, he may still have some, and leave that person in the The hospital also stays with him for the rest of his life. If Xin Dayi hadn't stayed by Siwan's side for a long time and could see through this kind of scheming, she would not have been able to figure it out if she was so stupid. To this day, he still continues to forbear, it is really reckless, to do what other people can't do, and she sighs to herself. Siwan lowered her eyes: "I don't regret it." Ah Heng smiled with all eight teeth, and said softly, "This is the best." The old piano is still downstairs, covered in dust, and has long been dilapidated. Every time the room is cleaned, it is really an eyesore. "Siwan, lend a hand and carry the piano back to the attic." Siwan glanced at the piano, and was a little surprised: "Didn't Yan Xi buy this piano when he was first enlightened? After so many years, why do you still keep it? Shouldn't it be sold as scrap?" Yes, not only did it not sell, but you can also play "Little Star" and "Waltz", but it is a pity that the version is incomplete. Ah Heng seldom went to the attic, because it was too messy, and most of them were toys from that person's childhood, such as Transformers, racing cars, tricycles, and works that he said failed to draw. In order to lift the piano up, it must be straightened, otherwise it will not fit at all.The whole thing was smoky and full of dust, which made Aheng Siwan cough non-stop. She knelt down to collect the drawing papers, and one of them was pressed under the wheel of the small tricycle. After finally removing the small tricycle, there was a painting covered with a black cloth at the back of the car. It was hidden really secretly, and it really deserved to be that man's doghouse.If she hadn't done it carefully, she would never have guessed that the small attic is also the eighteenth bend of the mountain road. Pulling back the black cloth, his eyes were instantly stung. Half light, half dark. Half of it is as bright as a golden brocade, and the holy light is shining; the other half is as dark as ink, lonely and dilapidated. Half of it is the rising sun, and the other half is the waning moon. In the light, stretch out a pair of hands, warm and soft, with clear knuckles, slightly callused, with fingers spread out, facing the night; in the darkness, there is also a pair of hands, larger than that pair, colder, with dark mist, It was about to disappear, but it worked hard to meet those warm hands, looking forward to it, slowly approaching, only one step away, without any gap. In the lower right corner, there is an all-too-familiar handwriting: Chaoyang. Below is a small print: If Yan Fan Gao and Ah Heng ate the last piece of bread together, they wouldn't commit suicide if they starved to death together. Elder Wen received such a letter not long after.