Chapter 80 Chapter 79 Those who fall asleep are afraid of waking up

In his spare time, Ah Heng squatted in the small flowerbed, pulled out clumps of withered and yellow weeds, and loosened the soil after the snow. Yan Xi lay in front of the window on the second floor and looked at her, opening and closing a beautiful box in her hand, humming a tune that didn't make sense, innocent and unruly. The box shone with golden light under the sun. It was made of vaguely translucent material, and it seemed that there was a painting embedded in it, which couldn't be seen clearly under strong light. He opened the box and asked, "Ah Heng, do you want some candy?" He picked out a candy from it and threw it leisurely from the second floor onto the dirt that Aheng refurbished.

Ah Heng picked it up, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth, but almost choked his throat, and frowned: "Why is it so sweet?" Yanxi succeeded in playing a prank and laughed: "I just soaked in the sugar jar for a long time." Ah Heng was speechless, he lowered his head and covered Can Xue, turned around and smashed to a high place. Yan Xi was caught off guard and turned his face straight.Seeing him in a panic, Ah Heng also started to laugh. Yan Xi was helpless, wiped his face with his hands, and muttered: "A child, you are stingy." Then, he fumbled out another small thing from the box, and said, "This time, take it."

Her fair face flushed slightly, she turned around, stretched out her arms and pulled up the curtains, blocking her eyes. Eyes, for him, have always been a difficult thing to digest, especially when you are facing a person who makes you difficult to digest. The parabola, in the sunlight, is dazzlingly bright. The little silver was flung at her feet, whirled, and rested. Ah Heng squatted there, squinting his eyes for a long time, the sun was too glaring, and he shed tears unconsciously.Some dirty hands picked up the small, light ring. a ring. Thumb, index finger, middle finger, little finger.

One by one, wide or narrow. Only the ring finger remains. Hold it in the palm of your hand and don't try again. She looked up at the drawn light-colored curtains on the second floor, smiled slightly, took out a handkerchief, wrapped it, and put it in her pocket. Then, one day, the ring disappeared inexplicably. Someone Wen said lightly that she didn't know where she threw it, and someone said that she was beating her chest and vomiting blood, saying that she never thought it was a token of love? Someone Wen: "No. I always thought it was a toy. Well, it's like a scarf. You throw it away like a red card in a brothel, and I pick it up like a benefactor of a volcano."

It is said that someone is devastated. So, who would dare to say that these two are in love, so bloody, so ridiculous, so looking for abuse, so... joyful. Before returning to school, Wen's elder brother showed emotion and reason, and burst into tears——Yan Xi is really not a good match! Ah Heng was confused: "Does this have anything to do with me having a dime?" Siwan frowned, her eyebrows were pulled together, and she complained: "You and him, he and you, what is the relationship between you...?" Aheng said: "It doesn't matter. You have seen cats and mice. I am a cat and he is a mouse."

Siwan: "Could it be that you... actually just had to live under the same roof. In fact, Yan Xi has always been afraid of you and hated you. In fact, you have always been enemies..." Ah Heng looked at him and smiled lightly: "Yes, yes, we are enemies." Years later, when the Wen twins pestered their father to tell stories, Siwan told a sad story about the cat and the mouse. His daughter-in-law directly sprayed him with grape seeds: "Why do I feel that you are not watching the same version as me?" Siwan said, "Why is there a different version? When I was a child, I glanced at it a few times. Isn't it Tom and Jerry? That's the same situation..."

His daughter-in-law: "Oh, I didn't watch it much when I was a child. I only know that a little cat chases a rogue mouse all day long. It keeps chasing and chasing, and it doesn't stop. It's kind of...that or something. " What... is it sentimental? They are acting, we are watching the show, who is sentimental, and what is sentimental? When Ah Heng returned to school, Mother Wen insisted on sending her to school. Yan Xi said: "I have an announcement at night, so I won't follow." Aheng said: "Okay, I made ribs for one person in the refrigerator, let's heat it up in the microwave tonight."

Yan Xi brushed her teeth, her mouth was full of foam, and nodded. She went out while he was washing his face, Yan Xi said it was a good trip, and Ah Heng said thank you. The door closes and the play ends. He didn't wipe off the white froth on his mouth, poked his head, and looked at the wall covering the entrance, it was so white...it was an eyesore. Braised pork rice flew over, shouting "Aheng, Aheng". Yan Xi smiled. He said: "If you know who Ah Heng is, just call him. When Lu Liu taught you to call him by his name, the desks, benches, and toilets were all Lu Liu."

Then, this word will also freeze, becoming a terrible... something called memory? She said, unless there is loess and white bones, keep him forever. But I forgot to ask, whoever dies first will be safe. Years later, Yan Xi was very busy, very busy, very busy, according to Xin Dayi's words, before I saw Ya, Ya disappeared in a flash.Ah, I thought I was Su Boman who wore underwear outside, and the grandson would affect the appearance of the city as soon as he was in China. Yan Xi spread his hands: "I hosted two shows in the morning, completed 300 covers in the afternoon, and sometime in the evening, baby, it's not that I don't play with you, I really don't have the energy."

Lifting his leg, he was about to swish before flying away, but Xin Dayi threw himself on his thigh, and burst into tears: "Yanxi, you can't be so unkind, brother, I beg you this once in my life!" Yan Xi: "let go. You said exactly the same thing a month ago." Xin Dayi said: "The old man refused to give me the start-up capital last time. I was forced to borrow it from you." Yan Xi looked coldly: "Who told you to slap your chest every day? I will definitely enter the institution, I will shine in the door, and I will let others know that I am your grandson instead of you and my grandfather. If I were your grandfather I've been pumped to death long ago, what I said is a fart!"

Xin Dayi said awkwardly: "Isn't it all transvestites who persuade me? He said that the construction company has a lot to do recently. Anyway, this is what we major in. If we do well, we can earn money and be famous, and we don't have to pay dead wages to see how people look." ..." Yan Xi kicked him: "I'm too lazy to care about your trivial matters. Go, go, don't pull my pants, just say what you have to say, when did you become like Chen Juan?" Xin Dayi looked at Yan Xi with staring eyes very tactfully, seeing that Yan Xi was more God than God, and he was very sincere: "Beauty, can you help us make a publicity? The company will open next month." Yan Xi: "You asked me to wear a yellow hat and a blue uniform to attract investment for your construction team, do you still need me to drink with you in the next step?" Xin Dayi: "Damn, is I that kind of person? I just mean you are famous and a little popular and a repeat customer. Don't think of everyone like Lu Liu and Wen Siwan!" Yan Xi tut tut: "You really think highly of yourself, those two have already cultivated into briquettes, are you the same tonnage as others?" Xin Dayi rubbed his hair and smiled innocently: "Then did you help?" Yan Xi grinned: "It depends on the mood, the time and the reward." Xin Dayi called: "Ah Heng, let me tell you something..." Yan Xike: "Tomorrow afternoon and the morning after tomorrow, I will only have these two hours." Xin Dayi was overjoyed: "Oh, it's the third sister, not Ah Heng. Third sister, you speak Tianjin very nicely. You asked me what I wanted to do with Ah Heng? Hehe, it's nothing, I just miss her. Yes, I It's her brother Xin Taiyi, we chatted on MSN, yes yes yes, see you later." Yan Xi gritted her teeth: "Damn, you're so mean, you're ruthless." Ah Heng has always been used to calling Yanxi at the school's public phone booth.In fact, it is usually Yanxi who keeps Balabala, and Ah Heng just agrees, and then keeps inserting coins into the coin slot, listening carefully to what he has to say. Sometimes, she couldn't remember most of what he said, and when she thought about it later, all that remained was the sound of herself flipping coins. Ding, boom. Hidden in a small phone box, crisp, gentle, and long. He said, "I miss you." Ah Heng accidentally saw through the phone booth, Gu Feibai and Du Qing, who were once close, walking on the long and long college road, and felt in his heart that things are right and wrong, and then he raised his face and said to the other end of the phone: "I do not miss you." "I don't want you, I call every day, you are annoying you to death." The weather has warmed up a lot, Jiangnan is gradually recovering, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. Yanxi's cell phone can't be reached for some days, and counting the time, it seems that she is making a case for Dayi's company, and there should be no time to talk to her. But before, Yanxi would answer no matter what she was doing, Ah Heng thought about it, and felt a little strange. She called Dayi four times in total, but no one answered the first three times, but she got through the fourth time, and asked Dayi if he had seen Yanxi.But he hesitated for a long time, saying that Yanxi had a fever.Then I heard the sound of chi chi la la, someone should have snatched the phone. It's Yanxi. His voice was fine, but tired, he said, "Aheng, I'm fine, I just have a fever, and I haven't brought my phone with me for the past two days." Ah Heng asked him: "Do you have a fever? Only a fever?" Yan Xi hummed, and said, "I'm fine. I'm a little sleepy right now. I'll make up for it and call you tomorrow." Ah Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, then you have a good rest." After hanging up the phone, she took the application form and ran to Mr. Li's office in a gust of wind: "Sir, I want to sign up for the volunteer group." At that time, an infectious and stubborn virus was spreading to all human beings. The World Health Organization hadn't decided on a good scientific name, and a large-scale outbreak had already begun in the West. At that time, the first signs of it appeared in southern China. As an academic leader in the south, Mr. Li, a female professor at the School of Medicine of Z University, applied for a research team to study this virus, and planned to take students to the mild disease ward to observe it in person.There are a lot of people who sign up in the hospital, not because they are not afraid of death, but because they are going through life and death together with Ms. Li. Ah Heng was very competitive, and his grade ranking at the end of the semester soared all the way back to the first place, and he was considered qualified.It's just that Mr. Li shook his head and sighed when he saw her: "Hey, why are all the children so utilitarian?" Mr. Li had an inherent bad impression of Ah Heng. Fortunately, Gu Feibai, the proud student, did not have a way to go to the dark. Ah Heng raised his eyes, with clear eyes, he said: "Sir, are we going to take care of those who have pneumonia due to fever?" Mr. Li frowned and said, "More than that, the focus is on studying viruses." Aheng was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Sir, my purpose is indeed impure, and I really didn't want to research what kind of virus it is. I just want to take care of those who are sick. I wonder if it is possible?" Mr. Li was slightly stunned, but calmed down: "Why?" A Heng rubbed his nose and said, "I don't know why, it's just an impulse, uh, sir, you know the impulse, you just really want to do something seriously." Mr. Li smiled: "There must be a source." After receiving the application form, he waved his hand and let her go. Then, Ah Heng thought and thought, this impulse is really...inexplicable. Yanxi had a fever, and she was far away from taking care of him, so she wanted to take care of people who were as sick as him.It seems that if she puts all her heart into it, other people will also take care of her Mr. Yan with all her heart. Only wish, people share this heart.