first love

Xie Nanqun thought that Wen Lan didn't like going home, so he stayed at school no matter it was Qingming Festival or Labor Day.After class this day, I found that the other party had handed the teacher a leave note, and started packing his backpack after returning to the dormitory.

"want to go home?"

Wen Lan squeezed out a smile: "Yes."

Xie Nanqun glanced at him without in-depth questioning about the family situation of the other party, and finally said: "Is... what happened?" He always felt that it was not an ordinary reason.

Wen Lan nodded, moved his lips a few times, and replied, "I'm going to visit my dad's grave tomorrow."

Immediately understanding the meaning of his words, Xie Nanqun showed an apologetic look: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I can arrive at night, and I'll be back tomorrow afternoon." Wen Lan didn't plan to stay too long, anyway, there was nothing worth worrying about at home, and going back to visit the grave was just to repay the blood relationship.After all, he was the man who gave him life. Even if he was cowardly, even if he was ignored and hated while he was still alive, he was still "father".

Seeing that the other party was in a bad mood, Xie Nanqun didn't say anything, but just threw a bag of marshmallows into the open backpack: "Take it with you on the way."

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In the evening, the train was swaying, and there were many people. The cries of children suddenly sounded, and then suddenly fell silent.Wen Lan's position was by the window, and after the curtain was lowered, there were still a few rays of the setting sun shining on her body.He pulled on his mask, the air in the carriage was too turbid, he could only relax by recalling the scent of flowers he had smelled before.

The phone vibrated slightly, there might be new news, Wen Lan took it out to look at it, and replied to Xie Nanqun: "There is still about an hour, the signal is poor, I will let you know when we arrive." Then he turned off the phone, leaned against the window sill and closed his eyes to rest .The smell of instant noodles slowly filled the side, and the sound of chatting messily penetrated into his ears, but the irritability in his heart eased a lot for no reason.

The train entered the terminal under the darkness of night, Wen Lan sent a text message to Xie Nanqun, and then walked out of the station following the flow of people in a daze.He was used to the fact that there was no one waiting for him outside - but a persistent taxi driver came over, negotiated the price, and sent him to the gate of that unfamiliar neighborhood.

Six buildings, seven floors, the house on the left.Wen Lan knocked on the door based on his unreliable memory, and soon, someone looked at him through the crack of the door, with an unfriendly tone: "Oh, so it's Ah Lan..."

"Sister-in-law." Wen Lan responded indifferently.

Both of them are used to this kind of communication mode, they are comfortable, and they won't be intimidated by each other.There was an old lady in the room with a blanket on her lap. Seeing Wen Lan say hello to her after entering the room, she still frowned: "I'm back, let's share a room with your cousin tonight. Ah Qing, Go cook a bowl of noodles."

"Hey."

Wen Lan sat upright on the sofa with a calm expression, not saying a word to the old lady's arrangements.On the contrary, the young boy who was writing homework on the opposite side looked up and replied nonchalantly: "Okay, it's rare for my cousin to come back. I'll take out the new quilt later."

The old lady nodded slightly: "Well, I'm going to visit the grave tomorrow, so you all go to bed early tonight."

The woman Wen Lan called "Sister-in-law" moved quickly, and brought out a bowl of chicken noodle soup with a few vegetable leaves floating on it, which smelled delicious. "Thank you, aunt." Wen Lan walked to the restaurant, ate up the noodles slowly, then washed the dishes and put them back where they were.

After washing up, he found that the old lady had gone back to her room, so he also turned around in silence and walked away.

The cousin was taking out the air-conditioning quilt from the cabinet, and he threw it on the bed at the right time: "Brother, you cover this." His attitude was much friendlier than before, and Wen Lan also showed a very faint smile in response.In fact, the two of them had a good relationship in private. When Wen Lan was in college, his cousin secretly transferred money from his own house, saying that he would "sponsor" him.

Although the adults have their own ideas, Wen Lan really can't hate his cousin.

Back then, the old lady didn't like a daughter-in-law who wasn't selected by herself. The already fragile relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law completely dropped to freezing point after Wen Lan's father died unexpectedly, and even Wen Lan was disgusted.

Later, Wen Lan's mother remarried, and the old lady took care of him except for money, and was more willing to spend the rest of her time with her daughter, intentionally or unintentionally ignoring Wen Lan's existence.When the house was also sold and the old lady moved in, Wen Lan's home was completely gone, and all that was left was to live with others.

Fortunately, there is still a cousin with a pure heart, who didn't feel bad for him because of others... Thinking of this, Wen Lan lifted the quilt and got in, and said to the smiling person, "Good night."

"Good night, cousin."

The next day, Wen Lan's little uncle drove them to their hometown. About two hours later, the scene in front of them changed from a bustling city to a lush countryside.Wen Lan's father's cemetery is halfway up the mountain. The old lady walked slowly, and everyone slowed down, and they didn't reach their destination until noon.

As a son, Wen Lan naturally had to do the weeding and display of fruit by himself, but there was not much sadness in his eyes, more confusion.

When he kowtowed to the tombstone, the old lady kept nagging at the side, saying bad things about his ex-daughter-in-law and dissatisfied with Wen Lan's attitude.But she loves her son deeply, and after talking a lot, she wiped her tears and scolded her son for leaving too early, leaving her alone.

When the old lady was chattering, Wen Lan lowered his head deeply, so as not to let the other party notice his distorted expression.

it is ridiculous.

After the worship, Wen Lan did not go back to his sister-in-law's house, but asked his uncle to take him to the station. Anyway, he only took a backpack with him when he came back.

"Brother, have a good trip." Only his cousin whispered to him.The old lady excused her bad legs and went home to rest a long time ago. As for the sister-in-law who has always disliked reading, she naturally wouldn't come to see her off.

After getting in the car, Wen Lan took out his mobile phone and transferred a sum of money to his cousin as his birthday present this year.Then he found Xie Nanqun's contact information and sent: "I'm ready to come back."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the station then."

Looking at the message that was sent almost immediately, Wen Lan smiled, took out a marshmallow from his bag and ate it, his heart was filled with only sweetness.