The cup in Yan Xi''s hand shakes slightly, splashing out a few drops of brown. He looked at her, his eyes did not cover up: "ah Heng, how do you think of me? Am I gay in your eyes? "


    Yan Xi easily said these three words, the expression did not have any big waves.


    He had a flat smile, with a clear irony in his eyes.


    Ah Heng''s Cup slipped from his hand, and the porcelain was even broken, and the gap was thin and greasy.


    She bowed her head, stupefied, homosexual, homosexual, how could you say so casually, and then, running away, the broken cup is not a good omen, ah, a lifetime It looks very valuable. How much should I pay for it


    The boss would do business. He would come over to change the cup. He hoped that the sky outside the wooden window would be fine. He took some new bills from his wallet and handed them to him. He took ah Heng''s hand and threw himself into the dusk.


    Don''t look back, the pace is fast.


    Aheng was pulled by him and his cuffs were wrinkled. She said, "Yanxi, let go of your hand. Let go of it. I''m angry."


    Under the setting sun, the young man with a clean and fair neck was pulling her and running.


    If we change the scene, according to our character of less avant-garde and fearless of people''s words, he should hold Miss Wen horizontally and say affectionately: "Lu liusuan Mao, I still can''t see it. What I love most in the world is my baby."


    Another scene, according to the truth that a good article is not a good one if it is not abused. Maybe he should say in a very tangled and deep way: "ah Heng, I I can''t forget Lu Liu. " Of course, Miss Wen silently shed tears and said, "I wish you well.".


    Well, unfortunately, none of the above.


    In fact, Mao didn''t say that. He was just pulling ah Heng''s hand Oh, no, it''s the sleeves. Run forward with all the strength.


    In the sunset, two people pant like cattle, until the school gate of high school before they let go.


    Ah Heng''s leg broke quickly. He was panting and pointing to Yan Xi: "crazy! Who said you what, I said I don''t want to see Lu Liu? What''s the matter with you? "


    Tone, like brewing Shanxi vinegar.


    Yan Xi, however, lowered her head and gently put her sleeve in her hand. She laughed and said, "go with me. It''s a bit like a few years ago."


    Aheng looked at Ximen''s glittering school card. He was stunned. His anger and helplessness made him transfer most of the time. He nodded and said, "good, I haven''t been in for a long time."


    The teaching building is quiet in the dark sun, with gentle breeze and green grass. Not far away on the basketball court, a few young boys with childish innocence are playing basketball, muscle, sweat, touch fist, cheering, scoring, three points.


    Yan Xi was "big" word fell on the grass, gently closed his eyes, lips are quiet smile.


    Peaceful this word describes him, how many some disobey. Aheng was at a commanding position, his eyes were gentle and bent.


    He said, "I had a dream yesterday."


    Ah Heng asked, "what dream?"


    "I married you, and we had a baby. You gave him a nice name, but I can''t remember it. Then the three of us lived in a house with European fireplaces and Persian carpets. He is still very young, sitting on the carpet playing with toys, we call him to eat, no matter how, he can not hear. Then I woke up. "


    Ah Heng put up his chin and laughed: "scared, how can I be so unlucky? If you don''t say it all my life, I still have a little deaf."


    Yan Xi opened his eyes and looked at the sky''s rays: "however, you didn''t see it. The child is really beautiful, with my eyes and your mouth."


    That smile, gentle as the morning sun under the first drop of dew.


    Ah Heng blushed. He felt that the sun in summer was summer in the evening. How could he roast people?


    He stood up and patted the grass behind him. Not far away, someone on the basketball court deflected the ball and rolled in their direction.


    Yan Xi raised his eyebrows, picked up the basketball, walked a few steps, squinting at the basket, that posture, that fan, like the sudden appearance of which God, gently shot.


    Glittering, glittering, glittering, Yanxi felt that he was radiating gold.


    And then Well, the ball hit the basket.


    I can''t understand it. How can I miss it How could it be possible


    A group of half of the boys on the basketball court began to laugh.


    Ah Heng is embarrassed.


    Yan Xike: "it''s said that the school history museum has been rebuilt again. Let''s go and have a look. It seems that there are still your photos in it."


    Ah Heng: "how can I have it?"


    Yan Xi laughs: "there are photos of every champion, starting from the founding of the school."


    Aheng went to see it doubtlessly, and it was her photo that was pasted in the penultimate grid of the glass window.


    "Ah, this one." She looked at the picture, rubbed her eyebrows, a little embarrassed.


    It was the winter day of senior high school. In those days when he was ill, she bought a piece of roasted sweet potato. She hoped that he would never eat sweet potato. On that day, she had to share food with her. He broke half of it and was gnawing. The head teacher said that the whole school should take pictures of information collection. Before eating sweet potatoes, he took photos. When the photos came out, both of them had a circle of beards on their mouths.Yan Xi pointed to the photo and laughed: "ah Heng, look, this is actually our group photo."


    Ah Heng was puzzled and squinted. Behind her, there was a shadow in school uniform, which was framed to the same plane. She also held a piece of yellow sweet potato.


    At that time, it seemed that she was easier to own than now.


    He bowed gently and wiped the glass with his hands until the silly girl''s face became clearer.


    He looked at it as if he was thinking about something he loved. After a long time, he laughed and said, "ah Heng, you were not so stupid at that time. You believe what others say, as long as it is said in a Beijing film that is more proficient than you."


    He often teased her, 14 is 14, 40 is 40, 14 is not 40, 40 is not 14, bench is long, shoulder pole is wide


    The silly girl grew up in the south, and she looked at the sky with a small face. In the end, it was fourteen or fourteenth.


    Ah Heng said, "Yan Xi, you just point to me and don''t get angry with you --"


    before her voice dropped, he gently kisses the photo of that silly girl.


    He kisses her forehead and prays for eternity. He lit the man''s nose in the picture and said, "fool.".


    Smile naive, fool, fool, little fool.


    Ah Heng looked at him quietly, his heart was a little sour.


    She wants to say, Yanxi, how come your life always looks backward?


    When there is aheng, you can''t let go of Lu Liu; when you have Lu Liu, you can''t let go of aheng; when you have aheng now, you can''t let go of aheng in memory.


    However, there are two ways of security in the world, which can live up to the past and Qing.


    It was Wenfu''s death day again.


    Aheng always has nightmares when he sleeps. The roar of the plane''s departure gradually becomes clear, impinging on the airflow and flying to heaven.


    "Dad, don''t fly. Mom won''t let me. It''s time for her to scold me, Dad... "


    "Tomorrow is your mother''s birthday. I haven''t celebrated her birthday for many years. I have to go back to give her a surprise this year. What''s more, silly girl, how can your mother know if you don''t tell me


    "Mom said absolutely not."


    "Tomorrow is your mother''s birthday."


    "Mom, she said --"


    "OK, which of us will show up first and punish him, ah, punish him for two years and not be allowed to enter the house."


    "Well, pull the hook."


    "Children''s things, your father''s unyielding words, pull what hook. Ha ha, your mother must be happy with such a big surprise. "


    When aheng Zhang opened his eyes, the morning sun was just right.


    The roar of the plane disappeared. I felt the forehead, but it was sweat.


    She changed her fresh clothes and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Yan Xi came in under the dark circles. He ignored her anger and drank the wine for half a night.


    Aheng felt sad, but she just said that she hated Lu Liu. She has never been able to force him, just to see what position he is in his heart.


    Ah Heng said, "Yan Xi, don''t drink, it''s not good for your health."


    He flushed his face with water: "it''s not rare for Yan Xi to drink wine. Only when Yan Shuai''s grandson drinks and sells face can people watch." In the misty sound of the water, his voice was a little cold, "you are a girl. Don''t worry about these things."


    Aheng said: "I didn''t want to take care of you, but the other day I watched TV and said that drinking and dying of hepatitis have increased by several percent in China. I''m afraid you will die early."


    Yan Xi bowed his head, with drops of water hanging from his hair and chuckled: "I yesterday When I came back yesterday, I saw that there were still sugar gourd sellers on the street. I bought you a bunch of them and put them in the glass of the tea table. Go and eat them. "


    Ah Heng ran past. It was hot and melted all night. The table was full of sugar glue, like red tears.


    She sighed in her heart that the fool who had no common sense could not learn to hurt people.


    After a bite, my teeth were sour.


    Yan Xi frowned: "can''t you eat it? Throw it away


    Ah Heng shook his head: "it''s hard for you to give me something."


    His hands were stiff when he wiped his face with a towel. Don''t look over his head. No one can see the scene in his eyes. He said: "today is uncle Wen''s death day, you and I go back to Wen''s home to have a look."


    Aheng mouth with a hawthorn, acid straight tears.


    Yan Xi, however, took a tissue and held her in her arms: "what are you crying about? They don''t like you. It''s because they are confused in their hearts. Uncle Wen has a thorough understanding of it. The children in the family, the most painful thing is you."


    The tears in ah Heng''s eyes were like ice, and they hurt and pricked people. In a low voice, "but this one who likes me, let me be killed."


    Yan Xi chuckled: "you are really honest. If you don''t want to be tried by the court, you will recruit yourself."


    He let go of her, looked into her eyes, and said plainly: "take a plane, uncle Wen has a heart attack, how can you become a father murderer? Is it difficult for you to fly a plane? "


    Ah Heng said, "I should advise dad not to let him fly."


    His eyes were big and bright: "I don''t understand this again. Uncle Wen is a living man, and you are a daughter. Can you still control your father''s two legs? According to you, my mother gave birth to me with dystocia and nearly died. I should have committed suicide when I was born. Your logic is very good. No wonder she doesn''t like me. "He knew where her heart knot was. He didn''t go back to Wen''s house because of her mother''s scolding, not because of her brother and sister''s estrangement, but because of her conscience''s torture, and she suffered from her father''s memorial tablet.


    He patted her on the back, laughed and sighed, revealing his white teeth. He said, "you can''t hide in your heart all your life, and you can''t pretend to be strong. You should live well and be a true ah Heng in front of them and the ah Heng in front of Yan Xi. The rest, I will try hard, OK? "


    Ah Heng nodded with a smile, heavy, but could not speak. These comforts were more precious to her than all gold.


    He looked pale: "I''m sorry I can''t take you against the world." He can not give her so much love, let her have the courage, no longer care about the Wen family.


    Ah Heng looked at him and frowned gently: "I always feel that your face has changed a lot than before."


    Although still the same appearance, but always feel like a brilliant sunflower slowly withered in general, less a lot of anger and pride, irreparable.


    "Well, it''s not like I hope so. "


    Yan Xi Puchi: "is becoming more handsome?"


    Ah Heng sipped his thin lips: "ha ha, less clear air son, I still like your previous appearance, lawless."


    But he hugged her hard, closed his eyes, and gently opened his mouth: "I don''t care about anything. As long as you don''t collapse, you can still stand in this world, I don''t care about anything."


    The sound, the throat is a slight vibration.


    "Hello, Yanxi, what''s the matter with you?" Ah Heng felt that he was baffled.


    He took his hand, but with a weak smile, he said seriously: "when I get to Wen''s house, you can follow me and answer the questions. If you can go on, you can talk about family relationship. They miss you and feel guilty about you. I can guess what they think of you


    When they arrived at Wen''s house, Wen''s mother and sister-in-law were packing up the paper Yuan Bao, which had been stacked and had to be put on the car. Old Wen sat on the sofa, full of silver hair, holding a piece of sugar to feed the small lark in the cage, without much emotion.


    Siwan and Sier stood in front of the stairs in plain clothes, not knowing what they were arguing about. Siguan looked at her with a frown, but she was helpless and angry.


    They turned their faces and saw Yan Xi and ah Heng, thinking with a smile and saying, "come back."


    Ah Heng was startled. He looked like he was when he didn''t have a feud with her a few years ago.


    However, Si''er went to the door with a cold hum. When he reached Yan Xi''s side, he said faintly in his right ear: "you should drink less. You work so hard. I don''t know who will love you."


    Wen''s mother''s expression was also a little stiff, but she went to Yan Xi and said with a tiger''s face: "I know that I''m an old lady. Do you want to turn my daughter to the horizon?"


    Yan Xi laughed: "Auntie, if you are an old lady, you can teach Gong Li and Zhang Manyu where to go?"


    Wen''s mother pursed her mouth and nodded at his forehead, but she couldn''t help laughing: "since I was a child, I''ve been coaxing people."


    Yan Xi took a glance at aheng, and aheng agreed: "yes, Ma, you are young, but you are not old lady." Touching his nose, he couldn''t think of any other words. He added sincerely, "really."


    Wen''s mother laughed, pinched her nose and warmed her voice: "no, my girl''s mouth is not the most tricky, born too honest."


    Ah Heng bowed his head: "Mom, don''t you annoy me?"


    Wen''s mother looked at Yan Xi, the child''s smile was beautiful and erratic, and her heart was sour. She had known this, had known so!


    She shook her head, held ah Heng in her arms, and cried, "Mom doesn''t annoy you. She shouldn''t have beaten you or let you go home. I''ve never blamed you for your father''s business. It''s just that he wants you to be with the children who care for his family. His mother wants to fulfill his last wish


    She only said part of the reason, but retained some dirty things, messy, she still can not understand, those men''s affairs, why let her daughter suffer?


    The daughter is transferred, she is not without resentment, but what can be done? In order to save the whole family, what else could she do besides elsel?


    Ah Heng, from birth to adulthood, carefully calculated that she had been around for less than 360 days. When she was born, there was a red mole on her right wrist, which she remembered clearly. When her father-in-law found the missing child again, the mole was gone for no reason. Mother''s heart is not satisfied, want to cry, want to make a scene, but in the face of her mother-in-law''s imploring eyes and her husband''s gloomy weather, what can they do?


    That year, she heard that the next door, the Yan family made everyone know that the fox spirit died of dystocia, one body and two lives.


    But the father-in-law looked at her, the eagle Falcon general sharp eyes unfathomable, he said: "Yun Yi, you should laugh, my Wen family finally saved a little blood."


    Her painstaking tears a big hole, sleepless night, shaking the cradle of Sylvia, told herself over and over, "this is my daughter."


    Until 15 years later, her little ah Heng came back to her with the red mole on her right hand, but her daughter was already SIL.


    Want to come, is not the fate of mother and daughter.


    When I burn paper for my husband, I close my hands. May you bless and make peace.


    After death, the pair of children with ten fingers clasped, made in heaven and earth.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!