Chapter 87 Chapter86 The Last Taste of Peach Blossoms

A few days after the banquet, Yan Lao called and scolded Yan Xi. I think the Zhang family made a complaint, it was nothing more than Yan Xi and the Wen family making a fuss, and the slap on Wen Heng was not intentional, and who would have expected that slap on her face was purely accidental.By the way, the fiery loyalty was guaranteed, and the Zhang family and the Lu family never gave or accepted privately. Yan Lao said: "You're too impulsive, and you don't even have a way out. If you behave like this in the future, if I die, who else will you rely on!" Yan Xi just smiled: "Grandpa, who can be a fool?"

Yan Lao was relieved: "It's good that you understand, the Yan family's great future is still waiting for you..." Yan Xi said in a low voice: "Grandpa, if I disappoint you in the future, you should pretend that you never gave birth to my grandson." Yan Lao shook his head and scolded with a smile: "Stupid boy, you are so stupid, you are the only one who has really harassed me all my life, you have something wrong, I am a grandfather who can't throw away beatings and scolding, why did you say such a thing? .In the future, when you marry Ah Heng, you will give me a great-grandson while I am healthy. Do you believe that your grandpa can still bring him up?"

Yan Xi tightened her fingers slightly, was silent for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay." After hanging up the phone, Yan Xi turned the card in his hand with his slender fingers. It was scratched by a ballpoint pen, and the handwriting was scrawled, which was extremely bad. He dialed the number above, and the man who answered the phone was a male voice who kept yawning. Qingtian's voice was slow but he said simply and simply: "If it's my mother, please finish in thirty seconds; my father, twenty seconds; surname Yun Those within ten seconds; those whose surname is not Yun, will automatically hang up."

Yan Xi sneered and raised her eyebrows: "Did you receive the money I sent?" The man's complexion is transparent and fair, blood vessels can be seen, and the corner of his mouth still has traces of saliva just waking up. He slightly opened one eye: "Got it. Isn't it just to fill in the Z University, the notice is below my buttocks and above the futon .” Yan hoped for the sky: "Are you still pretending to be a novice monk?" The man smiled fairy-like, rolled a lotus with his white fingers, and bent his eyes at the female believers passing by, and sighed into the phone: "Donor, it's not easy to make money these days."

Yan Xi twitched: "Is the 300,000 I gave not enough for you to squander for a few years?" The man said: "As the saying goes, there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. I always have some money to save my life." Yan Xi smiled dispensably: "Before school starts, don't forget to grow your hair and clean yourself up. Aren't you good at pretending to be obedient?" The man was lazy, with monk trousers coiled up and his chin held up: "Who am I pretending to be?" Yan Xi said, "I thought you missed her very much."

The Buddhist bead in the man's left hand was round and tangles around his fingers.Suddenly he smiled, Kazuki's spring flowers were bright, but his eyes were clear, no expression could be seen: "I think, this word is a bit serious. After all these years, everyone has a little affection." Ah Heng looked at the empty flower garden and planned to plant some flowers and grasses, but the time was wrong, so he had to put it on hold until the next spring. Mother Wen said that school will start soon, and Ah Heng should go home for a few days.So Ah Heng simply packed his luggage, and Siwan picked him up downstairs.

Rushing downstairs, Yan Xi was sitting on the sofa flipping through magazines, but called her to stop, brought a prickly pear from the balcony, and handed a dog basket to Ah Heng, asking her to take it home with her. Ah Heng said, "Hey, you are too lazy." Yan Xi shrugged: "I can't keep it well, and I won't be able to pay you if you want to settle accounts with me in the future." Ah Heng was upset: "Give me the stewed pork rice too." Yan Xi smiled: "It's so fat that it can't fly, it's time to stay at home and lose weight." Hearing this, Ah Heng felt a little empty in his heart, why it seems that you and mine are so clearly distinguished.

Siwan smiled at the side: "It's just a few steps away, stop bickering between you two, it's different who will take care of you." After finishing speaking, she took Ah Heng's luggage, said a few words to Yan Xi, and took Ah Heng away up. He looked at the back of her leaving, smiled, threw the magazine in his hand on the coffee table, turned and went upstairs, did not take a few steps, but stopped there, looked behind him, the door was tightly closed. He didn't know what to say, what to do to show himself. Because it's normal to leave. However, since that day, Ah Heng has not set foot here for many years.

How much dust has accumulated in this white house, thick and heavy.If he didn't mention it and she didn't mention it, who would know that this place used to be their home? yes home. Adrift, but I can't see the home I can't go back to. After Ah Heng moved back, she felt that her family had become very strange. They were doing everything they could to make her adapt to the life of the Wen family. The mother no longer deliberately alienated or cautiously treated her, and her attitude was exactly the same as that of Sier, pampering and loving, but not indulging. Siwan often took her to the library to read books by bicycle, and the two of them would argue over some issues, but he had learned to listen carefully to all her thoughts, and then his eyes sparkled, leading her to his elites. The classmate said proudly, this is my sister.

Sier still doesn't like to talk to her, but if he buys some girls' things, such as nail polish, perfume, etc., he will always teach her how to use them and call her stupid.Ah Heng laughed, and occasionally squeezed into the same bed with her to have some private conversations. As for grandpa, he has been close to semi-retirement for the past two years, holding a little thrush bird and lovingly calling him baby all day long, treating everyone with the same attitude, ignoring him.Si Wan would often go to his study to receive some teachings, her dimples would collapse when she came out, and grandpa is getting more and more talkative now.

Ah Heng lived happily every day, often forgetting Yan Xi, but calling him when he tossed and turned in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep.When I heard him answering the phone with a nasal voice, before he could swear, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth quickly, asking what I ate or played today, how are you today? Good night. Quickly, hang up the phone. Good night. Wanan. I love you love you acronym. Then I fell asleep, and for the first time in my life, I was carefree and dreaming some far-fetched dreams. There were many, many people's dreams, one, two, three, four, five, there should be a lot of them. It's a pity that he didn't fall asleep even once. She didn't see him very often, but occasionally, he came to Wen's house for a meal, a few seats away from her, he didn't talk much, but watched her talk seriously with a smile on his face. Xiao Xia often came to play with her, telling her that someone next door had a crush on him again, that a female classmate in high school had written him a love letter, and that there was another girl who winked at him while walking, her small breasts were straight, and she was extremely proud . Ah Heng smiled and teased him: "What kind of girlfriend do you want to find in the future?" Xiao Xia nodded her finger: "Just look for someone like my sister, who will cook delicious food, speak softly and never swear." Si'er passed by and said, "You haven't seen how your brother Yan Xi was scolded, tsk tsk." Ah Heng blushed: "Hey, it's impossible to find a sister like this. My sister is two years older than you." Xiao Xia grinned: "Sister-brother love is popular now, look at Faye Wong and Nicholas Tse." Ah Heng straightened his hat: "Isn't that also divided?" Xiao Xia looked at Ah Heng, and suddenly said, "Sister, what is homosexuality?" Ah Heng's hands were stiff, and he looked at him quietly: "Why do you think of asking this?" Xiao Xia scratched his head: "I went to the bathhouse to take a shower yesterday, and there was a man who kept peeping at me. My buddy said, such a person is gay. Homosexuality is disgusting!" Ah Heng frowned: "You guys are talking nonsense, such a person is not a homosexual, but a hooligan!" Xiao Xia blinked his watery eyes: "Then what is homosexuality?" Ah Heng thought for a while, and his tone was a little serious: "Children, you don't need to know this. Next time when you see someone playing hooligans, just beat him up!" Xiao Xia "Oh", half-understood, looking at Ah Heng, he was annoyed and angry like he had never seen before. Z University always starts at the beginning of September. Ah Heng is in his junior year and has a heavy workload, so he decided to return to school at the end of August. Siwan drove, and Wen's mother followed, to take Ah Heng to school. Yan Xi studied law, and the school had moot court rehearsals at the beginning of the semester. He was the plaintiff's defender, and he didn't have time to go to City H. He only had a quick meeting with Ah Heng before returning to school. That was the fifth year she had spent with him. In ten years, it accounts for half of it, and it seems to be a long, long time.However, when she didn't know the end point, she always felt that the remaining five years were so far away that they could compete with a lifetime for shorter length. In his later years, he always liked to say that it was his ten years, not hers. She just fell in love with someone in five years, and then forgot about him in two years. The grandson asked her with a smile: "You have been in love for so long, but you have forgotten it for two years. Is it because you didn't love deeply enough?" She thought for a while, then lightly held the hand of the man with age spots lying asleep by the fireplace, and said with a smile, "Maybe." When she was young, there was often fate. If there is a better definition, she would not even call this relationship love. When they started school, the freshmen were training in the military, and there were often sophomore juniors who had nothing to do to go to the playground to look at the handsome guys, come back and slap the table and bench to drool, and finally voted for the new school girl. Even Xiaosan and Xiaowu went to see it a few times with their junior sisters. When they came back, their eyes were red, their faces were red, they looked like roast suckling pigs, and finally fell on the bed, scaring Ah Heng, Wuying, and Xiao Si a lot. Jumping, and touching their foreheads, they realized that the two of them had suffered from heat stroke. Wuying took a sip: "Those who don't know think you are doing something serious!" Xiao San drank a teapot of water before recovering, wiped her mouth, and said, "Sister, don't you know, this year's quality guy..." Xiao Wu was stunned, stood up straight and rushed to say: "That's not so good! I have been waiting for so many years, and finally I have waited for the real one." Ah Heng fed her water, it was funny: "You should talk less. The big girl is not too shy, she stood on the playground all afternoon, the military training did not faint, but you did." Xiao Wu shook the golden Sony camera in his hand: "Let's not say anything, you can see for yourself, this small appearance and small body almost catch up with Yan Xi." Xiao Si took the camera and flipped through it, and snorted, the picture is too blurry, who can tell whether it is beautiful or ugly? Ah Heng glanced at it, but it was vague enough. He only saw a figure in a camouflage uniform and a hat, tall and thin, with a slightly arched back, and somewhat...familiar? Ah Heng rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled, as if he had seen this person somewhere. Xiao San was dejected: "It's all Xiao Wu's fault. When I asked her to take a picture, her hands were shaking like chicken blood." Xiao Wu is good at fanning the wind: "You don't shake, you almost tore my pants after following me. The sneak shot has this effect, it's not bad!" Wuying asked: "Which courtyard?" Xiaosan held Ah Heng's hand and took a gulp of water: "It's from the School of Computer Science. Our school is considered abolished this year, so let's look up at Brother Feibai to keep your eyes peeled." Ah Heng narrowed his eyes and asked what this person's name was. Xiaosan and Xiaowu shook their heads together: "I haven't found out yet, but I heard that the grades are very good, and the grades in the school are the first. He will definitely speak at the opening ceremony the day after tomorrow, and we will know when the time comes." Ah Heng was silent, holding a tea mug in his hand, standing in the dormitory quietly looking at the camera, but his thoughts drifted far, far away. She still remembers those days when it was always the rainy season, and someone always asked, "Sister, will you cry when I die?" That person felt sorry: "Sister, I've never seen you cry in front of me." Ah Heng always said with a straight face, "No nonsense!" He is still good-tempered, smiling: "Sister, let's make plum cake together this winter." That voice was distant and clear. And in winter, she was already at Wen's house, separated by mountains and rivers from him and the plum blossom cake he was thinking of. In the evening, she called Yanxi and said, "I seem to see you here." He was holding the mobile phone, and his eardrums vibrated with her voice, and the happiness of this person was very clear and clear.There was a gentle smile on his lips, and he asked, "Baby, is it true? Did you read it correctly?" She nodded, kept nodding, and said, "I'm sure, he was raised by me, not someone else." How can you not recognize it? Yan Xi said: "If it's really Yunzai, you just need to treat him with sincerity, and you don't have to run away. I'll take care of the Wen family." Every word of his is impeccable, setting up a wonderful game, waiting for the net to tighten. Opening Ceremony. The black-haired boy in a linen sweater on the stage was drowsy, but was woken up by the person beside him: "Yunzai, it's your turn to speak." He "oh", rubbed his eyes, stood in the middle of the stage and read the manuscript. The handwriting is so scrawled that only he can understand it; the voice has only one tune, which is still the tune of the "Diamond Sutra", which is as lukewarm as boiled water. The audience on the stage dozed off, but the girls in the audience screamed endlessly. Finally, after thanking him, the audience applauded, but he stood on the podium safely, refusing to leave. The principal coughed and said, "Student Yunzai." Yun Zai said slowly: "Also, the last sentence." Then, he slowly looked at the seats of the medical school under the stands, counted them, and smiled, "Wen Heng, students in the third row and 18 seats, please stand up." ,I like you."