A Heartwarming Decade

A Heng only went back to Wen's house three times during the summer vacation.

The first time, a good grandfather, a good mother, a good brother, and a good surname Winsell, it was very good; the second time, Si Wan informed that her cactus was about to die somehow, she went home for rescue; the third time, Mother was sick, gritted her teeth and said you come back and collect the body for me. She hurried back from the next door next door. Her mother had eaten too much yesterday and was chewing on the stomach and digestive tablets.

A Heng watched her take the medicine, soaked a glass of milk and handed it to her, and said, "Mom, then I'll go first." When he reached the entrance, he stopped talking, turning around helplessly and implicitly, "Mom, you can actually next time Eat less meat."

Then, Mother Wen was stunned, watching her leave without giving birth to anything else.

At a certain banquet, the ladies and ladies of various families in Beijing laughed gossiping: "Ai Yunyi, do you know that the son of Chief of Staff Zhang was fascinated by a little singer, and he was away from home all day, and gave him a dress made of pearls. It costs hundreds of thousands, which makes Staff Zhang almost mad."

Wen's mother squeezed her hair, smiled noble and virtuous, she didn't care about her, she hung up high: "I don't know which star, I think she looks too beautiful."

One of the ladies touched her chin: "It seems to be a surname, not a given name, but this surname is rare. It is a handsome surname with us, so I remember it clearly."

Mother Wen's face was instantly black like the bottom of a pot, she smashed her silver teeth: "80% is also a little vixen."

In this compartment, Yanxi sneezed: "A Heng, you put too much pepper on your ribs."

A Heng peeked his head from the kitchen and smiled lightly: "I watched the interview a few days ago and heard that Chu Yun's spare ribs are doing very well."

Yan Xi smiled dryly: "This pork ribs contains peppercorns, which are spicy and fragrant and tender. They are really just right."

A guilty conscience, bow your head, and eat pork ribs obediently, so spicy that your eyes are full of tears, my mother, this is how many peppers I put.

A Heng washed her hands, took off her apron and returned to the dining table, but the ribs were eaten without a bite. She was dumbfounded: "Why... eating so fast?"

Yanxi's face turned red from coughing: "Aheng, don't put peppers in the future. Although I can eat spicy, I can't eat so much."

A Heng stroked his forehead: "Who let you eat it up, there is still a dish in the kitchen that is not spicy, I just..."

Yanxi smiled crookedly, like a child: "The ribs made by A Heng can only be eaten by the blessed."

A Heng's heart was blocked, "You stupid, stupid..." He repeated but couldn't say anything else.

He and her received an invitation. Some high school classmates were going to get married. They were so frightened that they went to buy gifts holding hands.

A Heng frowned because he felt careless and inappropriate in choosing everything. Yanxi said it was better to give red envelopes, and they would buy whatever they wanted.

Ah Heng laughed and laughed: "Master, someone else's once-in-a-lifetime wedding, please be serious."

Yanxi touched her chin and muttered, "Money is such a great thing."

A Heng said: "Money must be given, gifts must also be given. Money is money for wedding banquets, but gifts are the heart of old classmates."

There was nothing to say, and the two of them went shopping for a long time and bought an ancient screen with a lake silk surface, smooth for reflection, embroidered with beautiful mountains and rivers. The married female classmate was a talented girl in high school, so she loved to read some ancient poems, and she must like it.

On the wedding day, Yanxi asked: "What should I wear?"

Aheng tiptoeed him on a tie and laughed: "How scared you are like this? I didn't want you to be the groom."

"I can't imagine being a groom." Yan Xi muttered, putting on a blue suit jacket.

Aheng gently raised his head to look at him, squinting: "Oh, Yanxi, you seem to be getting old again."

Yanxi touched her forehead: "So, do you still think you are a child?"

A Heng pursed his thin lips and chuckled, his brows and eyes were triumphant: "Always be younger than you."

Yanxi whispered in her ear: "Then you can't die before me. You are dead, I saw your grave, I saw you once, stepped on it once."

A Heng: "Go away, I haven't lived enough yet!"

They joined hands in the wedding, one blue, one white, one arrogant and the other gentle. It was really beautiful.

The old classmate laughed: "Two bachelors, we haven't seen each other for two years, what about you two?"

Yanxi: "Actually...she is my girlfriend."

Aheng: "Actually... he is my boyfriend."

Everyone smiled and said, "Why are children so insincere? If there is no object, they will not talk. Men and women are not like that. Brothers have not laughed at you for so many years, why can't you let go?"

Aheng looked at Yanxi.

Yanxi said: "Well, we are real, really, more real than enoki mushroom."

The crowd pretended not to hear, chatting and drinking tea, waiting for the bride and groom. Western wedding, the foreign priest is old, dozing off in the sun.

A Heng was grieved and angrily: "I consider myself a person of honesty. It can be seen that you are a bad guy and your credibility is too low."

Yanxi twitched: "Is it me for Mao?"

Not far away came two people, it was Mary and aunt.

Aheng smiled: "I finally caught you, and I didn't see one of them during a vacation."

Dayi hid behind Chen Juan, tugging at the corner of Chen Juan's clothes, his thick eyebrows collapsed into a ball, the big man pretending to be weak, looking at Yanxi pitifully.

Aheng wondered how Dayi offended Yanxi? Yanxi chuckled and laughed: "Look at you for your talents, and you are still a big boss."

Dayi's voice was buzzing like a fly: "Brother Yanxi, I am guilty."

Puff, A Heng spouted a sip of tea. Is it raining red? Dayi even called Yanxi brother, he was either calling beauty or Yanxi.

Yanxi has a smile at the corner of her mouth and her big clean eyes: "Can you stop being so narcissistic, if I blame you, can you still see the sun today?"

Chen Juansan said: "We Dayi are not that weak, right."

A Heng took another sip of tea. We Dayi, when did they kiss each other like this?

A Heng looked back, the summer wind mixed with sunshine was warm, and she smiled: "When I was away, did you have an awkward relationship with Dayi?"

Sindayi was crying, but Yanxi lowered his head and smiled: "Nothing, little things, I borrowed his money to lose some."

Immediately stood up, walked to Dayi and whispered a few words.

Sindayi stood straighter, still frowning and grimace.

Aheng patted Dayi on the shoulder and smiled: "He said that he didn't blame you and he didn't blame you, don't take it to heart."

There were tears in Dayi's eyes, and he didn't know how moved he was. Holding A Heng's hand, he trembled: "Brother, we haven't asked you anything in this life, as long as we don't use a knife to attack me in the future. "

A Heng smiled and glanced at him without a trace: "Say it."

The bride and bridegroom are holy in white, standing in front of the priest and looking at each other with smiles, Jesus, Sakyamuni, any Hallelujah or Amitabha. I will take an oath if I wish.

A Heng pointed the bride, wearing a beautiful ring on her hand, shining brightly in the sun from a distance.

My heart became very warm.

This girl once walked in front of her with a copy of "The Complete Works of Tang Poems" in high school, and said with a mischievous smile: "A Heng, I read a poem yesterday, which is not good for you."

"Which sentence?"

The talented girl dragged her long voice: "A person is not a wood or stone, but it is sentimental. It is better to not encounter Qing-city-color."

Ah Heng blushed at the time, surprised that others could see through, and only said softly "very good". In the sunlight not far away, Yan Xi was closing her eyes and leaning on the back of the classroom window.

That year, it was also such a good day, which taught people hope. Today, the young talented woman is the bride of another family, and she and her allure are still fighting to death.

She stretched out her fingers gently, and firmly grasped Yanxi's slender fingers. She thought that she was patient. She was impetuous, and she would have a day to beat him.

Yan Xi was surprised, lowered her head, looked at the knuckles that Aheng was holding white, and held her hand with her backhand, with a flat smile on her lips.

The bride smiled brightly, holding a bunch of flowers to throw to the stage, waiting for the good ladies in the boudoir to be ready to move, but the young talent looked at Ah Heng, blinked slyly, and threw it towards her.

A Heng stretched out his hand to pick it up. The fragrance of flowers in the sun slowly seemed to be a parabola of happiness in the next second.

Very close very close, bashing on my face.

Not far away, a crowd of girls squeezed her aside, reaching out to the flowers.

A Heng looked at the air full of hands, a little lost.

A pair of white hands held the bouquet steadily in a thunderous manner, and smiled with bright eyes: "Sorry, everyone, please be early next time."

The girls fell down: "Why is a man grabbing this? Are you going to come out to marry?"

The man wiped his tears: "We Aheng is so dumb. If I, the father, don't help her make preparations earlier, will you still let my child marry?"

The girls vomited blood: "Yanxi, you are invincible for your baby."

He smiled and politely squinted at the Quartet to say thank you, and gently stuffed the bouquet into Aheng's arms, letting her hold it full. Instead, caressing her eyebrows seriously and pityingly, Yin Yin said, "Next time, you must be more proactive about what you want."

A Heng nodded and said, "Okay, I will try my best."

She was holding the bouquet, but her face was flushed with her daughter's clear blush, she didn't know how to be happy.

After they finished the wedding banquet and left, the young talented girl picked up her white skirt and shouted behind her: "A Heng, since I met it, it is Mu Shi, and I have to teach him to get rid of it."

A Heng laughed and waved back, "I know."

I know.

One day, Si Wan dialed Yan's house and said to find Yanxi.

Yanxi looked a little ugly after answering the phone. She was locked in her room for the whole afternoon and painted without drawing anything. At night, he said that he would go out so that Aheng didn't have to make his dinner.

A Heng was a little surprised. Since she came home from vacation, he has never gone out during dinner. He always held the porcelain bowl, sat at the table obediently and waited, smiling like a big baby.

The temperature difference between day and night is not small, Aheng asked him to wear a UV suit.

It was early in the morning when he returned, full of alcohol, almost unable to support Aheng when he saw Aheng, and fell on her shoulder. There were also large wine stains on the coat, I don't know how much I drank.

She cooked him sober soup, but he vomited several times a night, and he couldn't even drink the sober soup, and finally he fell asleep when his stomach was empty.

This has been the case for several days in a row, leaving home at 6 or 7 in the evening and returning home in the early morning. After getting drunk again and again, the bile almost came out from vomiting.

When Ah Heng asked what he had done, Yan Xi was always silent, but the last time he said it was about business and entertainment.

Aheng wondered: "When did you start business?"

Yanxi's tone was flat in reply: "Lu Liu's, they don't have enough manpower, I will help socialize."

A Heng frowned, faintly.

Yanxi is still the same as me, arriving home in the middle of the night. Aheng guarded the door for him, but Yanxi took the key to open the door by herself, without speaking, and leaning on the ladder to walk toward the second floor by herself, blushing very badly, but her footsteps were just strong.

He pretended not to see Aheng.

In the middle of the night, although I vomited alcohol, there were very quiet footsteps.

Aheng closed his eyes and stayed up all night.

During the day, he talked and laughed with A Heng as usual, took her to every corner of the entire ancient city, and took her to eat throughout the entire old city. The cat’s ears in the alleys, the fried rice cakes in the alleys, along with the traces of his childhood growth, the antique tea house, a cup of scented tea, after half a round of sunset.

He said: "If you never left when you were young, you have been like this for a lifetime."

It's just that, where the sun can't shine, his complexion is a little pale.

A Heng put his chin on his hand, and asked him in a cool way, "Yanxi, what do you think of me?" She asked him seriously.

He humbly replied: "Naturally it is a girlfriend."

A Heng watched the long and pointed spout drag the hot tea into the cup without any difference, and said softly, "Well, from now on, don't get involved with Lu Liu anymore."

She said: "You do this for him, I don't like it."