Bamboo horse and bamboo horse grow up together

After three years, the security guard finally brought Yang Fan good news that Yu Wen is going back to China.Yang Fan inquired about the good day and the place, and sat in the airport lobby and waited.Whether to hold a sign, whether to hold a bouquet of flowers, what to say when meeting, Yang Fan has acted countless times in his heart, and in order to meet more naturally, he has conceived countless sub-shots in his mind.

However, what a person thinks and what he does are never the same thing. Yang Fan didn't prepare for anything. He wore a black hat and sat where he could see the exit, waiting quietly. When Yu Wen found himself, Then walk over slowly.

Yang Fan lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, looking like the least anxious one, and glanced at the entrance of the passage from time to time.When Yu Wen came out of the passage, Yang Fan immediately sat up straight, took a few deep breaths, stood behind a man holding a pick-up sign and looked in, his whole body was blocked by the pick-up sign.Yang Fan's heart was pounding, and he thought to himself, when he comes out, come out suddenly to scare him.

Yu Wen came out with the crowd, pushing two big boxes forward, he turned black, seemed to have gained weight, and seemed to have lost weight, Yang Fan couldn't remember what Yu Wen looked like three years ago, the person in front of him couldn't A little strange, as if he had never seen it before, Yu Wen was wearing a wristband, matching the skin color of his arm, Yang Fan's nose was a little pantothenic, it was how many injuries he had suffered, and how long he had been exposed to the sun.Yang Fan's heart was beating wildly, without any regularity, his legs wanted to go forward, but he couldn't go forward at all, and Yu Wen didn't look either side, maybe he didn't expect anyone to pick him up at all.

Tears rolled in Yang Fan's eyes. Yang Fan saw the clouds in the sky and the wind under his feet, all rushing towards Yu Wen. Yang Fan also wanted to run towards Yu Wen, but in the blink of an eye, Yu Wen pushed the box and picked him up. The colleague got into the car.Yang Fan stood on the spot and watched Yu Wen leave, without moving half a step from the beginning to the end.

Yang Fan returned to the car and sat quietly, thinking that they should get off the highway, leave the mobile phone on the bouquet on the co-pilot, and drive home by himself.

If I talk to you again, I will be my grandson.Yang Fan thought to himself on the way back.

On the afternoon of Yu Wen's return, he sent a message to Yang Fan, wanting to go to Yang Fan's house to get some of his own things.Yu Wen prepared something, but didn't say a word, just chatted a few words at the door, and went in to get something.

Yu Wen's study room is still the same, the spider plant on the desk is bright green, the computer is covered with a cloth, not a little dusty.

Yang Fan raised a cat, which was picked up from the road three years ago, and it was not cute, but Yang Fan stood on the road and saw it nestled in the corner pitifully, and couldn't bear it, so he took it home.You can also have a companion when you go home.

Yu Wen squatted down to tease the cat, and asked the kitten: "What's your name?" Turning around, he asked again: "What's its name?"

"no name."

"no name?"

"Why don't you get one."

"Well, how about calling..."

"You don't have to think so fast, you can tell me when you think about it later." Yang Fan interrupted Yu Wen, looking at his kitten and said.

Yu Wen squatted on the ground and continued to tease the cat, Yang Fan sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone, the time was frozen in the spacious room, no one continued to talk, Yang Fan thought a lot, and had a draft in his stomach, but never expected , It's so embarrassing to meet again three years later, no one mentions the knot in my heart three years ago, as if it never happened, I really want to roll up my sleeves and fight.

When children fight, it is enough to hold hands the next day, and adults have a little misunderstanding, which is really misleading.

The kitten slipped away from Yu Wen's hand, walked to Yang Fan's side, and lay lazily on the sofa. Yang Fan reached out to touch the kitten, and smiled at the kitten.

Yu Wen got up, grabbed his clothes, and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Ah." Yang Fan stood up, looked for the key and said, "Okay, then I'll see you off."

"No, I'll just go down and take a taxi. I just got off the taxi app, and I haven't used it yet when I come back."

"At this point, they are all working overtime and waiting for the bus. You have to wait for a long time. Let me see you off." Yang Fan picked up the key and opened the door.

Yu Wen sat in the co-pilot, still holding the kitten he was playing with just now, and asked and answered Yang Fan.

"What play have you been in recently?"

"There is no play, I haven't accepted a script for a long time, I don't know what to act in, and the transition is a bit difficult, what do you think?"

"It's okay, let's take a break and think about it carefully. It's not too late to act after thinking about it."

"I've been out of breath for a long time, and I've been at home for a while."

"What you love is performance, not fame. Sometimes without fame, you can better shape your character."

Grass, it’s not you who I love, Yang Fan thought to himself, but he didn’t say it, and drove with his eyes straight ahead.

"Which places have you been to these years, and how dark it is."

"I went everywhere. I stayed in the Middle East for a while, the United States for a while, and then I stayed at sea with a documentary team for a few months. It was not interesting."

"It's always different to go out and see. You can see more and know more, and you can meet better friends, don't you?" Yang Fan said the word "friend" emphatically.

"They all met by chance, not close friends."

The conversation in the car became more and more formal, one sentence after another, like a stretched rubber band, which would burst at any moment, making it impossible to continue the conversation.

"Go here, you have to turn around when you drive in." Yu Wen unbuckled his seat belt, turned his head after getting out of the car and said, "Be careful."

"Well, let's go back." Yang Fan looked at Yu Wen and agreed.

Yu Wen watched Yang Fan drive away, turned around and returned to the house. This was not the scene he expected. After so many years of travelling, he became more and more aggravated when he came back. They were the two people who were the most familiar in the world, but now they are the strangers. .Why is there a difference between what I think in my heart and what I say with my mouth?

Next time we meet, what will be the reason? I have to think hard for a long time.

After returning home, Yu Wen slumped on the small sofa, trying his best to name the kitten just now, Yang Fan loves apples, how about calling it Guoguo?But when I turned my head and thought about it, I saw that it was Yang Fan's taste, and it seemed that I was too flattered.Fans of Yang Fan are called fan boards, what about fan boards?Doesn't it look like you haven't thought about it seriously.

Yu Wen opened Weibo to see if Yang Fan had posted a photo of the kitten, and then took a closer look at the kitten's appearance. When he touched the kitten just now, he was just looking for something to do, and he hadn't seriously seen the cat's appearance yet. .

Yang Fan sent a photo of a cat a long time ago, it was small, lying in Yang Fan's hands, showing off its cuteness, Yu Wen zoomed in on the photo and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then searched for a good name for it in his mind.I clicked on the comments below, and the first comment said: So cute, I want to claim it as its big brother.

Yang Fan replied: Okay, little brother.

Yu Wen followed the ID and clicked on the commented Weibo, his heart trembled, it was the same boy from before, he threw his phone aside angrily, and slept on the sofa.The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, but I lost the interest in choosing a name, and thought to myself, what kind of name should I choose, and it would be good to call him Big Brother.

When Yu Wen got off work, he heard someone yelling his name at the elevator entrance. When he turned around, he was stunned, it was Ding Sheng.

"It's you, the great pianist."

"What kind of pianist, just play the piano around." After shaking hands, the two stood at the stairs and looked at each other. Yu Wen is seven or eight years younger, which is really unexpected. When we met at that time, he was still a handsome boy, and he was in his 30s in a blink of an eye.

Ding Sheng has been practicing piano since he was a child. Throughout his youth, the only task is to practice piano. He keeps practicing piano, taking exams, participating in competitions, winning admissions, eating and practicing piano are equally important things for Ding Sheng.Yu Wen knew Ding Sheng, he had seen Ding Sheng several times on TV, he was already a well-known pianist, and he had invited him to TV shows many times.But Yu Wen thought that he was a famous pianist, so he must be very busy, and he never took the initiative to contact him.

"Why are you here."

"Participate in a talk show. I saw you from the sixth floor just now. I hurriedly chased you down. I have been here several times, so why haven't I seen you?" Ding Sheng was very happy to meet his old friend.

"I've been abroad for the past few years, and I just came back recently. What do you want to eat? I'll treat you to dinner."

"Okay, just eat something, I'm so happy to see you." Ding Sheng buckled up his seat belt and sat on the co-pilot, and then said: "Call Yang Fan, is he at home? I remember I was still practicing piano at that time, He became famous, he became popular for a while, his dramas are everywhere, what has he been doing in the past two years, I haven’t seen much news about him, I don’t have your contact information, and I can’t contact you.”

Yu Wen opened WeChat to add friends, and said, "He's busy, he's not here."

While Ding Sheng was scanning the code, a call came in, and Yu Wen saw two large characters on the communication interface: Wife.

Yu Wen stuffed the phone in the front and continued to drive, listening carefully to Ding Sheng's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, I met a friend, um, I'll be back later. Don't worry, I don't drink, don't pick me up, I can just take a taxi by myself, you go to bed first."

When Yu Wen heard the woman's voice on the phone, his mind was full of thoughts, isn't Ding Sheng the same as himself? When he was sixteen or seventeen years old, he carefully came to Yang Fan to watch a movie with two movie tickets, but in the end , or married.

"When did you get married?"

"It's been almost ten years, and I got married in my twenties. She is my junior sister who also plays the piano."

"Oh, have I seen it on TV? It's not bad for you two to play the piano together, not bad."

"No, she won't talk about it after that. She will arrange my activities and be considered my agent. She will fly all over the country with me."

"Very good, do you have any children?"

"No, I don't have any plans."

"It's okay, while you are young, pursue more artistic attainments."

Yu Wen has always wanted to ask Ding Sheng a question in his mind, why did he marry a girl, does this girl know his identity?But because they just met, they could only say some polite words, so they kept the words in their hearts.

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