【1】


    I am 31 years old and Xin Dayi is 32 years old. I remember when I met, we were all in grade one. I still remember his birthday is new year''s Eve, but I can''t remember how time goes by.


    It passed so fast, taking away most of the memories I didn''t want to remember when I was young, but didn''t take away a Xin Da Yi.


    I think the thing that I yearn for most is freedom, but there is no freedom. Depicting such lonely tired makes Chen tired feel pain and hesitation. In this world, the greatest freedom is not to be trapped in a corner and let go of countless white pigeons in the brain, but to be able to walk out of the room and adapt to the crowded world.


    I''m not Yan Xi. I''m not as patient as Yan Xi.


    Yes, patience.


    On the surface, he is unwilling to compromise with the world. However, every painting of his shows incomparable carefulness and ambition.


    My high school classmates attended the full moon banquet of Yan Xi and ah Heng''s children, and when they came back, they murmured to me: "I''ve never seen a couple like them who don''t look like husband and wife. One always cleans up the mess as a mother, and the other is a coquettish rascal. How can they do it? How can I be single? It''s not scientific. "


    I laughed and didn''t speak.


    For the students around us, most of us can only see ah Heng and Yan Xi with high attitude. They don''t get along with us. For a group of "once" people like us, we will never understand what kind of language should be used to describe the patience and sadness in Wen Heng''s eyes when he is angry; Yan hopes for the window of aheng''s room, but tears when there is no expression What kind of expression is it to keep rolling down.


    I don''t remember what I used to be, and I don''t remember who loved me so much. But I can tell my friends what they said, loved and hated. My dear friends, what else can I do as a friend?


    Falling in love with Xin Dayi is the most wrong thing I have ever done in my life. The mistake is not that I fell in love with a man named xindayi, but that I fell in love with a man. And this man happens to bear the most simple and gentle expectations and responsibilities in this world.


    In this world, men and women are just like this. They boast that true love is innocent, but true love is resisted, and saya runs faster than anyone else. Finally, came a sentence: after all, we once loved each other, this is enough. I said to my wall countless times: "xindayi, after all, we once loved."


    The open room echoed, Xin Dayi, we loved Xin Dayi, we loved Yes Xin Dayi


    But this Not enough.


    It was Chen tired who said this.


    Chen tired ten fingers empty grip, no life and no luck.


    【2】


    I gave all my money to Dayi and disappeared in the corner of the city.


    It is not difficult to hide a person in such a large place. A man of 30 years old has learned to be restrained. When you walk into the crowded street, you will not see the 30-year-old office workers with their heads down. Instead, they will always pay attention to a group of children who are chirping and laughing brightly.


    Because we were all so young.


    And, deeply missing.


    When aheng and Yanxi''s second child was born, their classmates met again. They asked me on MSN whether I would go or not, and I shook my head for the second time, but I thought it was time for me to have a child of my own.


    When I went to the orphanage, the younger children had already been adopted, and the rest were the older ones, the so-called "white eyed wolves" who were not familiar with each other.


    I chose the most naughty, talkative, oldest child. Because he was the most upset, because even though he was the oldest, he was only seven years old.


    I was thinking, what was I doing when I was seven? When I was seven, my parents divorced. No one loves, small and grow up like this yellow boy is always bullied. The last time I changed school, I dressed up as a girl, weak and beautiful. For me, it became a barrier to survival for the first time.


    My adopted child has a nice name, Jiang mo.


    "I''ll never change the name my mother gave me," he said warily


    "Well, good." I smiled.


    He said he had a brother who had been sent to another orphanage. He said that in the future, he could only recognize his brother by his name, so he could never change his name.


    Jiang Mo''s parents died in a car accident. Before he died, he held a pair of sons out of the window and died in pain.


    Jiang Mo can not forget, and I will not allow him to forget.


    【3】


    on the first day of primary school, Jiang Mo held my hand and refused to lose it. He and other children attended the entrance ceremony and looked back.


    All the children were playing, Jiang Mo stood alone, with his head down, and refused to be close to other children.


    I looked a little sad, waved from a distance, and called out: "Jiang Mo, dad has been here with you, don''t be afraid!"


    He looked back, looked at me, and then he shed tears. He nodded his head and, um, turned his head and joined the first group in his life.For the first time, I realized the taste of being a father, which warmed my heart.


    Every day when Jiang Mo had a meal, he even talked and acted, and he told me about the school''s events. A meal could last for an hour. I like this feeling, always smile to listen to him, occasionally scold him for being too naughty and wrong.


    Jiang Mo said he had a very good friend who wanted to bring home toys. I asked my friends to buy too many toys for Jiang Mo from home and abroad. He was very new to everything. He always played skillfully by himself and never mentioned the playmate he could accompany in front of me. I nodded and agreed to his request to ask his best friend what he liked to eat.


    Jiang Mo sat on my leg, holding my neck and coquettish: "Dad, you are so good."


    I laughed, picked him up, threw him up and said, "dear son, grow up quickly, dad is getting old!"


    Jiang Mo is not happy suddenly, pout, shed tears. He hugged my neck tightly and said, "Dad, don''t be old, don''t die, don''t leave me alone."


    Don''t be old or die.


    This is the best wish in the world.


    【4】


    when Jiang Mo''s children came to the house, I was busy cooking with my hands and feet, but I was still a little stunned when I saw him.


    He bowed politely and said, "Hello, uncle. I''m Yanqi."


    I touched the child''s head and couldn''t help looking at him with gentle eyes. When he raised his bright and happy face like a sunflower, I nodded, did not correct this small misunderstanding, let them play in the game room.


    During the meal, Jiang Mo beamed to Yan Qi and said, "my father makes this delicious. Try it."


    Yan Qi was very happy with everything until he got to the ribs and frowned.


    Jiang Mo asked him, "what''s the matter with you?"


    Yan Qi bent his big eyes and said with a smile, "my mother often makes spareribs."


    As soon as he said this, I burst out laughing. I couldn''t help laughing. This time, I shouldn''t have made spareribs. I met the founder of spareribs.


    Jiang Mo and Yan Qi looked at each other, thinking that I was stimulated. I pinched his small face and said, "you look like your father."


    "Do you know my father?" Yanqi''s eyes brightened, and the little guy seemed to have some illusions and admiration for his evil father.


    "Well, yes. I also know your mother. " I laughed and said, "I went to high school with your mom and dad."


    "Ah, then you know me as a father?" Yanqi became more and more excited.


    Dry dad?


    "My father''s name is Xin Dayi. His surname is Xin. His mother says it''s hard work." The little guy looked at me puzzled and explained.


    Oh. Xin, that''s what it means.


    If Xin brings bitterness, then Chen, Chen is the old and the past.


    I said, "I also know Xin Dayi. When he was a child, he gave himself an English name, Eve, which means new year''s Eve."


    On New Year''s Eve, new year''s Eve.


    【5】


    Yan Xi opened a painting exhibition, which I learned from his and aheng''s aieryan.


    I put on a pair of sunglasses to cover my face and took my son''s hand to get there.


    The bright colors of those paintings are familiar to me all the time. The people around commented, or appreciated, or disdained, but the first sight of the shock, no one denied.


    None of them read the pain behind these old paintings. Only I know that this was painted by aheng during the time when Yanxi was imprisoned. How gorgeous the color is, how many changes, how bright the surface is, his heart is a little shrinking, a little closed, a little sad.


    This is the concealment of Yan Xi. When everything is lost, he has not lost his patience for love and his unchangeable dignity.


    He once pointed to me and asked, "Chen tired, are you deaf just like me? Do you hear that? For this kind of person, you have harmed Dayi, who has been with you for eight years


    Eight years. How long is eight years?


    Compared with ten years, eight years is less than two years. Eight years is different from ten years. Ten years have achieved Wen Heng and Yan Xi, and eight years can not complete Chen Jue and Xin Dayi.


    How can I be willing to hurt him?


    I looked up at the top picture, which was so big that it covered half of the exhibition hall. It said, "heaven.".


    【6】


    it didn''t take long for the land stream to come out of the besieged.


    He is a genius, no one doubts, but he once failed, everyone also see in the eye. I vaguely remember that from a long time ago, not only did the Lu family share the same fate with the Yan family, but also with the sun family.


    Lu Liu''s figure appeared in this painting exhibition. I thought he would never appear in front of aheng and Yanxi again. At least he was as bold as me, and only dared to appear secretly with sunglasses.


    Lu Liu, with a group of his secretarial subordinates, came with a high attitude and asked to buy Yanxi''s "heaven" because Yan Xi had put him in a "hell".Ah Heng is still the same, but his hair is longer. One thing that I have been deeply puzzled about and still can''t understand is that the length of a Heng''s hair in three years of high school is always at the same height, neither shorter than a cent nor longer than an inch.


    I used to grab her hair and wonder why. Dayi was more surprised than I was. This child is such a person, even if not very beautiful, no new clothes to wear, no one to love, but always try to look clean.


    In addition to their gender, the biggest difference between her and luliu lies in this. Aheng never asked why he couldn''t get something, but Lu Liu always wanted what he couldn''t get.


    This is the second time I have seen Yan Xi confront Lu Liu. The first time, only I was present, Wen Heng listened to a scratching phone call. This time, I was still there, and Mrs. Yan was there.


    Yanqi saw Jiang Mo, and the two children happily squatted together to play the game. The tension between the adults did not affect them at all.


    I stood in a very far away place, watching a lively, do not intend to be affected by the pool fish.


    "Yan Xi." It''s hard for him to say a word, but he can say it so gently and sincerely.


    Yan Xi nodded, then shook his head: "I don''t sell, you go."


    Ah Heng frowned and asked, "how much do you pay?"


    Lu Liu chuckled faintly: "three million."


    Yan Xi: "not for sale."


    Ah Heng: "sell."


    Yanxi: "are you crazy? Sell it to him, you said. Don''t make trouble with me when you go home. Let me sleep on the sofa and eat spicy spareribs, and I will I''ll run away from home


    Ah Heng: "roll, now, now, immediately, how far is it! I don''t know what it''s like to be sentimental all day. Why don''t you hold an exhibition just to sell paintings? "


    Yan Xi: "wife, you don''t understand my art."


    I listened and laughed.


    Lu Liu drew a check and threw it to aheng. He said casually, "3.5 million, is that enough?"


    That kind of attitude is really unpleasant.


    Ah Heng tore it up, looked at Lu Liu, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "sign again."


    I was laughing in the back, and Lu Liu was obviously surprised. He was also in a good temper at the moment, and then patiently signed a piece: "20 million yuan, I bought all the paintings in this exhibition."


    Yiyanxi''s present status is quite reasonable.


    Yan Xi''s expression changed from the distortion just now to expressionless. He''s watching the current, guessing his intentions.


    From the performance of these two people, I deeply found a truth, no matter how old this kind of thing is, do not provoke.


    Ah Heng was embarrassed: "Yan Xi''s smearing is really worth so much money? Although I don''t know much and I can''t do business, if you really want to buy it, you''ll get a 20% discount? "


    Yan Xi looked at ah Heng. His expression was like holding back urine for several days. At last, he said softly and helplessly: "yes, I''ll give you a 20% discount. These are all paintings I painted in the past few years, and they are not worth so much money. "


    Lu Liu nodded, tore another one and drew another.


    He handed it to aheng, but the ring finger of his right hand was wearing the ring which had been padded by aheng at the corner of the table.


    Old lovers, no matter how old, are very eye-catching and distinctive. Although, the old land flow, the old more wishful thinking.


    Yan Qi once said unintentionally that Xin Dayi had a child.


    I wonder if xindayi sneezes constantly because of my dark hate? How will his wife guess his old lover one day?


    Love how deep, how shallow old, just so, not willing to let go, not willing to forget.


    Although aheng always has a mild expression, I can clearly see that her face is stiff. After she took the check, she said nothing.


    People who know aheng know how stingy and sensitive she is but gentle and silent.


    If Lu Liu''s appearance is to make aheng uncomfortable, then, I think, he is successful.


    Yan Xi seems to see that he loves Wenheng with patience that no one can imagine.


    Lu Liu asked his secretary to tear down the painting. The first thing to remove is "heaven", which is so thick and colorful, warm and desperate.


    Lu Liu''s face was expressionless. He squatted down and touched it for a long time, but he took out a lighter.


    Almost all the people didn''t respond to it. The painting, however, had been reduced to ashes in the fire.


    Outside the fire, Lu Liu looks calm and leisurely. He smiles and looks like the little bodhisattva I knew at the beginning. He raised his head, gently asked Yan Xi: "I have been reduced to this day, so desolate, what qualifications do you have to go into heaven?"


    He asked him, what qualifications do you have?


    Lu Liu continued to burn the second painting. He asked Yanxi, "everyone has his friends, so do I. I spent half my life for my friend. What have my friends done for me? "


    He burned the third picture and said, "Yan Xi, how difficult it is to love someone, you know better than me."


    He burned the fourth and the fifth, and finally choked with pain: "Yan Xi, I see you finish with one stroke of painting. You love Wenheng, for her distress, for her sad, because she has inspiration. And I, from before to now, only teach you pain, teach you sad. However, my injustice you will never understand, because you have never really lost your ah Heng. But I have lost my hope foreverHe burned the sixth painting. His face was cold. He said, "I burned all the paintings here to let you remember that as long as I live one day, because of my pain, your heaven will always be a pile of ash and a void."


    Ah Heng is so stupid that she has never been in the same line with Lu Liu''s brain circuit. I guess she was thinking, how rich, fussy and sick this man is with 16 million yuan? Sure enough, ah Heng threw herself into the fire, and she took off her coat to put out the fire.


    Several holes were burnt off in the sweater.


    Yanxi pulls her up.


    Then he pulled up Lu Liu, and his eyes were icy cold. He gave him a fist and said in a cold voice, "is crazy enough?"


    I can see clearly, Lu Liu''s lips overflow with blood.


    Yan Xi looks like this for the first time.


    He tore up the check and threw it into the sky. To Lu Liu, he said word by word: "these paintings are all for the sake of ah Heng, but except heaven.". The paradise you burned is the paradise I drew for my best friend Lu Liu. I never seldom go to heaven, because I know that even if I go to hell, there will be a dead heart with me


    He said, "you are wrong, every word is wrong. Because of you, I have lost the balance. But it''s not terrible to lose her, because I firmly believe that she is the most blessed woman in the world. Even if no one in the world pity her, even if everyone betrays her, even if she can''t have me, she is still not pitiful, she is still not miserable, she is still in heaven! Because she has got the most complete and sincere feelings that other people in the world, including excellent and vicious like you, can''t get, and this feeling comes from me. I have never believed that I would not betray this relationship because of you or any woman. No one to take, no one to despise, is my last warning to you!


    "If you want to burn both jade and stone, then, in the situation of death, the most afraid is not me, but you, the bastard!"


    Yan Xi opened the land flow, the corners of his mouth curved, but his eyes were full of cold and scorn.


    Lu Liu will not die. Lu Liu would rather die alone, but also sit in the supreme position and accumulate "great achievements".


    How dare he die?


    He didn''t even like to talk.


    Lu Liu''s love is not so long. His persistence and hatred are much longer than his love.


    I understand every word of Yan Xi, and it''s strange that I understand all of them.


    Lu Liu looks at Yan Xi, his eyes are like the moment when the sand table collapses, full of despair and enlightenment.


    A man appeared not far away. I couldn''t see who it was, so I rushed forward.


    The man punched Lu Liu. The land flow fell backward, and it happened to hit me in a hurry.


    He beat up Lu Liu, and I was also affected by Lu Liu.


    "Fuck your ancestors, luliu! You little beast, how can you have the face to appear in front of my eyes, how can you have the face to burn Yan Xi''s paintings? Isn''t Yanxi better? Yes, I won''t let you feel better. If I see you beat you once, you''re a beast! Take the money to smash it. See if you can beat me to death, or I will smash you to death! Damn it, kill my grandfather


    My eardrum was so shaken by the man. His fist was not light, and I also received several punches. After holding it for a long time, he roared with sweat and tears on his face: "Lu Liu, what have you done to him? How can you find no trace of his mother in six or seven years?"


    "What the hell are you saying? Is Chen tired dead or alive?"


    Men in the world, except Xin Dayi, are not so lively and chic, especially brute.


    I was nearly crushed by both of them and coughed violently. Jiang Mo and Yan Qi two children seem to have finally noticed the tragic me, very conscientiously ran to pull me.


    "Dad


    "Uncle Jiang!"


    Yanxi and aheng also rushed over and pulled up Dayi.


    The children pulled me up.


    I took a breath, did not speak, Dayi was stunned. He shook his hands and took off my sunglasses.


    "I''m not dead." I thought I was smiling naturally, brilliantly, evil and stylish, but my short eyed son screamed, "Dad, why are you crying?"


    【7】


    my old lover and I were speechless.


    He pursed his lips, and his dark face was livid.


    "I''m not here to make trouble. I''m not with luliu. I just came to Yan Xi''s art exhibition, and they started to make a scene... " I explained stiffly, but I was staring at his face.


    "Roll Ya''s dead demon, who let you come back, not elope with Lu Liu?" He couldn''t help beating the table and swearing.


    I was speechless.


    How to explain it? I gave all the money back to him and posted all my private money, just to make him feel better.


    I guess we''ll have to fight.


    As a child, he loved to fight to solve problems. His IQ was doomed to be unable to solve problems calmly and normally.


    Therefore, I have no expression, I pick the corner of my eye, I am not afraid of boiling water scald.I quietly rolled up my sleeves under the table, in case he would not be able to resist a sudden attack.


    He did Hands out.


    I stood back on guard and straightened my neck, but Xin Dayi''s hand stopped. Seeing Jiang Mo in the distance, he reluctantly said with a smile, "your son looks really good-looking, and looks like you."


    I grass, what look in the eyes, can see that our father and son look alike. Can you eat and sleep together, and your DNA can be fuckin ''consistent?


    He waved to a three or four year old boy shoveling sand in the distance. Although the child was dressed neatly, he looked silly and had cotton candy on his mouth. He quickly pointed to the child and said, "my son. How do you look like me


    My son Jiang Mo but Leng, holding the little doll, burst into tears: "water son, is the elder brother!"


    The silly little doll also held my son Jiang Mo Meng to cry, and cried out: "brother."


    I looked down on Xin Dayi with an expressionless face: "Jiang Mo was adopted by me from the orphanage."


    Aheng and Yanxi, who came together with each other, laughed into a group: "Jiang Shui was also adopted by Dayi at the beginning of the year."


    I added a blunt, cold humor: "what, baboon, you say so, really, they are not you and me born? I look like you, not just me. "


    The baboon turned red and waved his fist.


    We really Still, there was a fight.


    【8】


    I''m not with Xin Dayi.


    I agreed with him that if, after 20 years, the children grow up, he still does not change his mind, get married and have children, then we will be old enough to stay with us for the rest of our lives.


    Jiang Mo and I still live together, Dayi and Jiang Shui have been happy to live together.


    The children grow up very fast. Occasionally, I will send Jiang Mo to meet my younger brother, and occasionally Dayi will bring Xiaoshui to my home as a guest.


    Jiang Mo and Jiang Shui are brothers.


    Xindayi and I are brothers.


    Forever brother.


    Like ah Heng and Yan Xi, they have been married for ten years. I guess Dayi and I are brothers.


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