Chapter 60 Chapter 59 The Third Street is the Seven Deadly Sins

He carried her on that road for an unknown amount of time. In front of him, those familiar faces laughing and singing, finally, in the early morning fog, turned into a gray background, like his soul that was always frozen in the camera lens. The person on the back, who treated him so well, seemed to be just a memory of his youth, like, Lu Liu; like, Lin Wanwan. no difference. Inadvertently, disappointed in him, and then, let go, go away. Even if he said, I want to like you very much, it is useless. Therefore, this kind of thought was the last impression he could recall of Ah Heng that year after a long time.

She was on his back, the skin between the two of them was only the sweat from the body temperature. Her father called her and offered his advice. She received this call when she woke up in the morning. She hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Dad, let me think about it." After a hangover, the throat is dry and the head is heavy.Ah Heng took the volunteer book and rubbed his temples while turning it over. Is Z big?Very good school, located in City H, very close to Wushui. Pa, bright nosebleeds dripped on the book, Ah Heng ran to the bathroom holding his nose.Drinking too much, dry weather, seems to be particularly prone to nosebleeds.

She washed her nose with water, the red blood was diluted by the water, raised her head, and patted her forehead. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Yanxi's big eyes. A Heng was startled, and wanted to bow his head, but he stopped him. "Don't move." He frowned and patted her forehead lightly with cold fingers. "Why do you get nosebleeds?" The boy muttered, "I heard from others that only children have nosebleeds." Her lips were very dry and peeled. She licked it, but there was a trace of blood, frustrated: "Next time, I will never drink again."

Drunk, the side effects are infinite. Headaches and nosebleeds are not trivial matters, but it's not good to listen to something you shouldn't listen to and then believe something you shouldn't believe. "Yanxi, Si'er said something to me yesterday." Ah Heng said slowly, "She said—" "Don't believe it." He said flatly. "Ok?" He looked at the faint blood stain left under her nose, pressed his palm against her forehead, and repeated the cool and soft touch clearly. "I didn't tell you personally, don't, believe it."

"Oh." Concerned about Yan Xi's grades, Ah Heng thought it would be better to report to T.In comprehensive colleges and universities, the level of arts and sciences is very average. Yan Xi is more interested in things that are partial to literature, but she wants to study medicine wholeheartedly. Zai Zai's illness has always been a thorn in her heart. After talking to him, the boy puffed his cheeks: "I heard that the pork ribs made in T Canteen are terrible." She glanced at him: "B big ribs are delicious, why don't you get a top score in the college entrance examination? You can't get better grades, and so much nonsense."

The young man was tearful: "T big is T big! But Ah Heng, let me say first, I will never live in a student apartment, I want to go home for food and lodging." "Okay, okay, go home, I'll make you ribs." She looked at him with a doting smile. She said, "Yanxi, I hope you won't get tired of eating." He smiled: "Aheng, those are ribs, ribs, Yanxi's favorite ribs." Hearing this sentence, suddenly, a little moved. favorite favorite. From his mouth, how rare. She seemed to have been trying her best to give him everything in the space she had.It's just that this space is not enough to fulfill his freedom.

She is Ah Heng who can cook Yanxi's favorite ribs. No, my favorite Ah Heng. The last day of volunteering is his birthday. The volunteer forms he and she had filled out overlapped and placed on the glass coffee table.That's where they often do their homework together. It's a good angle, and they can sneak a few glances at the TV. She said: "Yanxi, after celebrating your birthday, we will hand in the volunteer form." He nodded and simply said "OK". That day, almost all my friends arrived.The big cake, with sunflowers in full bloom, was treated as a toy by them, and almost all of them fell on him.

He smiled innocently and slyly, turned a blind eye and let them make trouble. "Yanxi, you are still the same as before, vulnerable." With a voice as clear as flowing water, everyone turned their eyes, and there was a young man standing outside the door. From a distance, it looked like a whole piece of Hetian white jade, with fine brushwork and flawless flow. "Lu Liu." Chen Juan was stunned, stood up, put down the sweet cake in his hand, like a child who was at a loss. "Long time no see." The young man nodded lightly, his eyes looked at everyone, it was the slightly restrained ancient well water.

No joy, no anger, no disrespect, no discord. Lu Liu, this is Lu Liu... This is the first time Ah Heng sees Lu Liu. After a long time, I realized that this person was the biggest catastrophe in her life except Yan Xi. He didn't squint, and walked towards Yanxi. In the light of the room, there was a place on the phalanx of the middle finger of his right hand, which shone with cold silver light. Tiffany. The man glanced at Yan Xi's right hand, which was white and empty.Lifting his chin, condescendingly, asked him lightly: "Where is the ring I gave you?" Confrontational hostility is completely different from the amiable and light attitude towards everyone.

Yan Xi shook off the boy's hand and wiped the cream on his face, but he could only see those beautiful big eyes: "Throw it away." The young man's eyes turned black, he pursed his thin lips slightly, took off the ring on his right hand, and handed such a cold thing to A Heng: "We meet for the first time, Wen Heng. A small meeting gift." The sleeve corners of the iron gray and blue suit, the hands of Hetian jade, and the noble ring. She raised her head slightly, but her eyes suddenly hurt. it hurts. They drank a lot of wine. Ah Heng felt very stuffy, so he went out to get some air.There were two people standing in the corridor.

Pink and blue. The misty sound filled the air, impenetrable. "If you're okay, come back to America with me." "Give me a reason." "How about Lin Ruomei handing it over to you?" "You have no right to intervene in the grievances between her and me. I have no interest in the grievances between you and her." "You are too deep into the play, you have acted." "It has nothing to do with her." "Yanxi, don't challenge my bottom line with Wen Heng. It's useless." "I said, it has nothing to do with her." "If it's because of Si'er, when did you have the talent to be a 'good brother'?" "My grandfather told me to take care of her until she is eighteen." "Her birthday is winter, and it's been a long time." "...I have a marriage contract with Ah Heng since we were young. To love her the way she wants for the rest of my life and to keep her safe and happy is what the Yan family and I owe her." "Yanxi, will you still love? This joke is not funny." "If you don't love, at least you won't let go in advance." They are playing a game of word. many people. The first person utters a sentence, the whisper is passed on, and the last person announces the answer. If it is different from what the first person said, it is necessary to find out who made the mistake, and this person will be punished with alcohol. Sil sat with her.She attached to Ah Heng's left ear, her voice gliding gently, like the taut strings of a piano, full of pleasure and teasing: "I'll tell you a secret, Wen Heng. My last name is Yan." Ah Heng smiled, leaned into Dayi's left ear, and whispered a word. Dayi was the last one, and he announced the answer in some confusion: "You didn't tell me yourself, I don't believe it." Siwan said awkwardly: "Why is there such a difference. What I said at first was obviously 'Welcome back, Lu Liu'." Yan Xi stood not far away, and he looked at her quietly, his face pale. Ah Heng smiled: "It was wrong from me." She picked up the glass and drank the fine wine. So slowly, slowly and gently. Daishan Mingshui, smiling all over the sky. Lu Liu walked into Yanxi's house and was familiar with the road. The stewed pork rice landed on the young man's shoulders, and he shouted excitedly: "Braised pork and stewed pork." Lu Liu, Lu Liu. In Chen Juan's eyes was sadness; in Siwan's eyes was... despair. She said, "Brother, don't look like this." For the first time, she called Brother Siwan and gently covered his eyes. But, such a scene. Five o'clock in the afternoon is the deadline for submitting volunteer forms. She made a cup of coffee for Lu Liu, and the aroma was rich with subtle bitterness and sweetness. Then, she took two volunteer forms and ran to the school. Along the way, there are many alleyways, a commercial street with many pedestrians, and a square that has been waiting for repair for a long time. These seem to be all the memories of the three years she and Yanxi walked together. When she looked up, the almost rusted big clock in the square was about to come to an end. When she ran, she was almost out of breath and lost her center of gravity. She pushed open the door of the office, and the loud sound shocked Ms. Guo, the head teacher. "Aheng, have you chosen? Q or B?" "Teacher, is there any free volunteer form?" Ah Heng, Ah Heng, do you have any other choice? Why, do not return. Where to start and where to end. She went to the airport to see Yanxi off.Yanxi's hysteria needs to go to the United States for a thorough examination. He was carrying a red travel bag, just like when he took her away from home back then. He said: "Aheng, you stay at home obediently and wait for me, do you understand?" She took off his sunglasses, tiptoed, and kissed his eyelids. A man once kissed her like this. "Yanxi, don't forget the way home." She smiled at him, one last time. Yanxi, without me waiting for you at home, don't, forget the way home. That year, the calendar, finally came to an end.