Quiet year

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"We will buy a house in such a place in the future, and watch the fireworks in the world every day." Cheng Fei said.

"Well, watch it together every day, and see you grow old." Yan Rui agreed, and laughed again. "Human fireworks, when did you become so artistic?"

"I've always been so literary, did you realize that?"

Yan Rui squeezed his face, and leaned his head closer: "Let me see, when did you get so thick-skinned?"

"You..." All the words disappeared in the clean kiss.

During the summer vacation, Ling Jingyang and Yan Rui found part-time jobs again. They left early and returned late every day, and their life was even more difficult than during the final exam period.

Grandma said that she wanted to bring grandpa's books here. Her health was getting worse, and she seldom mentioned her deceased grandpa before. Now there is a photo of grandpa on the bedside, and she has to wipe it off every day and talk to the photo for a while.

Ling Jingyang knew what she was thinking. One weekend, he blocked Ling Yuyang who was about to go out at the door of the house.

Ling Yuyang was very surprised by his arrival: "Jingyang, why are you here?"

"Brother." Ling Jingyang smiled, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Although Ling Yuyang was very puzzled, he welcomed him very much, and quickly turned to let him in: "Why are you so polite when you go home?"

Ling Jingyang also lived in this house when he was a child. At that time, he had just moved from the old house. His grandfather was still there. His father didn't give him good looks all day long, but his grandfather loved him very much. When he was free, he would let him ride. Running around the house on his shoulders, Ling Yuyang chased after him, laughing and making noise. There was a recliner in the study, and grandpa always sat on it to read. When he was reading, Ling Jingyang sat quietly and built blocks.Because his father treated Ling Jingyang really badly, he was always cautious at home, he was only six or seven years old, and he had already learned to read people's faces.Grandma wandered around the kitchen all day, often letting him and Ling Yuyang taste desserts, and there was always a sweet smell in the house.

If you ignore your father, Ling Jingyang's childhood is not bad.

Later, when grandpa passed away, grandma took him back to live in the old house.

It's been a long, long time since I came back, home, I can't say it anymore.

Neither Ling Fu nor his wife Zhong Qian went to work. When they saw Ling Jingyang coming in, their expressions changed slightly, "What are you doing here?"

Ling Jingyang said bluntly, "I'll get Grandpa's book."

The study room has actually been dismantled, and the books are packed in boxes and placed in Ling Yuyang's room. Several large boxes are piled up in the corner, crowding Ling Yuyang's room to the brim.

Zhong Qian is very sorry, she casually mentioned a cloakroom, and Ling Fu actually demolished the study. Except for Ling Fu who was paranoid about erasing some things from the past, the rest of the family still cared about it, and she was very sorry. Said: "The books are all there. I have checked them regularly and they are not damaged."

Ling Jingyang didn't have any malice towards this stepmother, she was just a stranger to him, so he politely said, "Thank you."

Ling Fu looked at him and said with a sneer, "Move away, out of sight and out of mind."

Ling Jingyang turned his head to look at him. In his impression, his father had always been heroic, even if he treated him badly. Looking at him now, his temples had grown white hair, and the signs of age on his face were already very obvious.

Ling Jingyang remembered what Xiao Su said to him in the ward that night, "Jingyang, do you also think that you killed your mother?", "It's not your fault, Jingyang."

He really just had to bear the blame for so many years and got used to it.

The father in front of him has been working hard to erase the traces of his family's past. For more than 20 years, he has never stopped. He seems to be living a good life, but has he really come out of the shadow of losing his wife?

Ling Jingyang was relieved suddenly, he even turned his head and smiled at his father who had been hostile for many years, and said, "Okay."

Ling Fu was taken aback for a moment, turned around, put on his bag and went out.

There were a lot of books and they were very heavy. The two brothers moved for more than an hour, and finally got all of them into the car.

Ling Yuyang looked at the empty room and lit a cigarette: "Hey, I don't know what excuse to come to you in the future."

Ling Jingyang looked at him and smiled slightly: "Come here if you want, my game console has been abandoned for a long time."

"You used to laugh at me for being too old to play games."

"There is no rule that the elderly cannot play games."

"Stinky boy."

Ling Yuyang sent him out and watched his younger brother get into the car without looking back. He knew that he would never come back to this family.

If you don't come back, it's fine if you don't come back... right?

☆、Chapter 19

Cheng Fei had nothing to do during the holidays, so he found a tutor. The employer’s family has two children, twins. They are both in the first grade of middle school. The older brother is not good at English, and the younger sister is not good at math. They just learn together. Cheng Fei finishes teaching math every day. English, miserable.Fortunately, he was a bit childish, so he could enjoy himself among the children, and the atmosphere in class was very good.

Yan Rui didn't know about this at first, but one day he realized that he hadn't seen him for a week, and he felt a clue, so he went to make a routine, and the success was exposed, so he was laughed at: "You are just a child, and you still teach What about others?"

"Don't look down on me. They all like me, and his mother also praised me for teaching well." Cheng Fei was not convinced.

"I didn't look down on you, and I didn't say that you can't teach well." Yan Rui said, "What did I say before? We meet at least once every three days. How long has it been since we haven't seen each other? You are not obedient yourself, the children you teach Can you listen?"

All of this can be related to anything that has nothing to do with half a dime.

Cheng Fei looked at Yan Rui, who seemed to be drinking tea absent-mindedly, his eyes were all on his face.

"I've convinced you." Cheng Fei said helplessly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have stopped looking for you for a week."

"No sincerity."

Cheng Fei leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "All right."

"Isn't it too much?"

"You don't have to go too far!"

It was a rare leisure time, the two watched a movie, and then walked leisurely towards home.Cheng Fei carried two junior high school textbooks, two homework, and two notebooks in his bag. He was doing tutoring, but he looked like a student going to class. Yan Rui picked up his bag and pulled it off without saying a word. own back.

Cheng Fei said, "It's a bit heavy."

"You still know it's heavy." Yan Rui was annoyed.

Well, when it comes to this, the uncle is in a bad mood, so it's better not to talk too much.

Cheng Fei changed the subject, "How is Ling Jingyang doing recently? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Grandma is not in good health. He adjusted his working hours and went back to accompany the old man."

"Aren't you in good health? Hey, you're getting old."

"Yeah." The two walked slowly along the street, Yan Rui put his hands on Cheng Fei's shoulders, "We're going to grow old too, when I'm not in good health, you take care of me."

"Don't you think I can't do anything well?"

"At that time, I won't feel disgusted."

"..."

As it was getting late, Yan Rui sent Cheng Fei home. In the corridor, the two exchanged a kiss before Yan Rui left.

Cheng Fei took out the key and was about to open the door, but Cheng Shi had already opened the inner door, "You're back?"

"En." Cheng Fei nodded and entered the door.

There are only two siblings in the family, and the parents of the family are free and easy people. Since the siblings grew up, they have become hands-free shopkeepers, working outside, traveling abroad, and never going home even during the New Year's Eve.It can be said that Cheng Fei grew up with his sister and knew her temper very well. He could tell from her tone that her sister was in a bad mood today.

He was about to pretend to be a turtle, but he heard Cheng Shi ask behind him: "Is the movie good?"

Cheng Fei's footsteps paused, and he faintly felt something in his heart: "Uh...it's pretty good. Sister, you're going too?"

Cheng Shi didn't answer, and slammed the door with a "slap", and said bluntly, "When did you and Yan Rui get together?"

Cheng Fei was shocked, and looked at Cheng Shi in a daze: "Sister... what are you talking about?"

Cheng Shi laughed angrily at him, "You still want to hide it from me? I thought it was wrong before. No matter how good the relationship between two elders is, they won't go shopping hand in hand. Tell me clearly."

It's over.Cheng Fei thought so.

"I... and Yan Rui... are just as you can see, in... falling in love..."

Cheng Shi felt her qi and blood surge up, and a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out. She opened her mouth, and after a long while, she still didn't say anything.

"Sister..." Cheng Fei saw her face turning blue and white, and panicked: "Sister, sit down first."

Helping her to sit on the sofa, he knelt down and said seriously: "Sister, I'm sorry for keeping you in the dark for so long."

Cheng Shi looked at him and tried hard to control his anger: "Have you ever thought about what will happen if you and Yanrui are together?"

Cheng Fei said: "I thought about it, we are all boys, this society will not accept us, his parents will find it difficult to accept me, and you will also find it difficult to accept him. But sister, I really like him..."

"Pa", before he finished speaking, a slap fell on Cheng Fei's face, and five clear slap marks quickly appeared on his fair face.

Cheng Shi looked at his hands in disbelief, as if he was very surprised by his actions.

Cheng Fei was also stunned. Ever since he was a child, no matter how disobedient he was, his sister never seemed to hit him.

Cheng Shi felt uncomfortable. On the one hand, he was angry with him, but on the other hand, he felt that he had acted too hard. He wanted to see his face, "Xiao Fei..."

Cheng Fei quickly grabbed his sister's hand and said with a smile: "Sister, I'm fine, as long as you don't get angry, you can hit me as much as you want."

There are still five red marks on his face, so it is impossible to slap him again. She was so angry that she slapped him just now. Now that she has regained her senses, she can't even regret it.

But angry but still angry, Cheng Shi shook off his hand, got up and went back to the room, "Xiao Fei, it's not that I can't accept it, but...you tell me to calm down, I don't want to hit you anymore."

Cheng Shi locked himself in the room.

This younger brother grew up with her, and her love for him can be considered doting. Like a gardener, she cared for him carefully and let him grow up, but why did he grow crooked so suddenly?

In fact, her mind can accept homosexuality, but when she thinks of success and failure, she has a hurdle in her heart.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, and after sitting at the table for a while, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Cheng Shi's forehead. She got up and poured a glass of water, staring at the water lines in the glass in a daze—what could she not accept?

What she can't accept is that her brother is being malicious from all directions, and she can't accept that her brother will be tortured by this feeling.

Looking at the closed door, Cheng Fei felt as if there was a heavy weight in his heart, which made him unable to breathe.

The night slowly came up, the light in the room was getting darker, Cheng Fei sat in the dark, his mind was in chaos.

Compared with Xiao Su and Ling Jingyang, he and Yan Rui went so smoothly, so smoothly that he thought he was talking about a normal relationship. He naturally thought about the future and what to do if there were difficulties, but when they actually met, they Only to find that it is not as simple as imagined.

The phone vibrated several times before Cheng Fei realized it, and quickly picked it up, Yan Rui's voice rang out: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Fei opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to find his own voice, "Yan Rui, why am I not doing... just sitting and playing with my phone."

Yan Rui smiled and exposed him mercilessly: "Liar, why did it take so long to answer the call while playing with the phone?"

"I just... don't want you to know that I'm playing with my phone..." After Cheng Fei finished speaking, he realized that he was stupid.

Yan Rui was silent for a while: "What happened?"

"Yan Rui...my sister knows about us..."

Yan Rui paused, and said, "I've come to find you."

"No, don't come here first, let my sister see you, she will go crazy. I'm fine, but I'm not in a good mood right now. Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll go find you."

"……it is good."

That night, Cheng Fei barely slept, and the next day it was dawn, he got up with two dark circles under his eyes and planned to find Yan Rui, but when he opened the door, he found Yan Rui standing at the door, he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

"You...why so early..." Cheng Fei couldn't recover for a while.

Yan Rui didn't answer, stepped forward and held his face lightly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

After his reminder, Cheng Fei just remembered that the slap he was slapped by Cheng Shi yesterday, he was full of worries and had no time to take care of these small things, but now when he was asked, he felt a burning pain on his face, and couldn't help it. Feeling wronged, he said, "It hurts."

Yan Rui felt a pain in his heart, and hugged him into his arms, "We'll apply the medicine when we get back."

"Yan Rui, I... am a little scared."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, just get through it, it will be fine."

The sound of the door opening sounded again, and when they turned their heads, they saw Cheng Shi leaning on the door and looking this way, "You two, come in."

Cheng Shi's complexion was very bad, and he didn't sleep well all night, sitting on the sofa, he looked a little tired, "Yan Rui, I really regret that I let you make friends with Cheng Fei."

Yan Rui lowered his head slightly: "I'm sorry."

"What's the use of being sorry, I know Cheng Fei's temper best. Once he makes up his mind, he won't be able to pull ten cows back. I don't want to persuade him now. I want to ask you, are you sure your family will accept him?"

"My parents know my situation, they will like Cheng Fei." Yan Rui said firmly.

"Then have you ever thought that the difficulties he faces with you are much more difficult than his normal love affairs?"

"I know, we will face it together."

"It's nice to say." Cheng Shi sneered, and then said: "I want you to separate, and I want my brother to live a normal life."

Cheng Fei didn't dare to show his air, and lightly touched Yan Rui's hand under the table.This is what he is most afraid of, choose one of the two, and he can't give up on either side.

Yan Rui patted him to reassure him, then took advantage of the situation and knelt down.

Both Cheng Shi and Cheng Fei were taken aback by his actions, Cheng Fei was stunned for three seconds before realizing it, and hurriedly knelt down.

Cheng Shi: "This is...you get up for me."

"Sister." Yan Rui raised his head and said seriously: "I really love Cheng Fei. I loved him a long time ago, and I will always love him in the future. No matter what happens, I will not separate from him."

Cheng Fei was taken aback by this sudden confession, and stared at Yan Rui in a daze.

Cheng Shi looked at the two people, and got angry no matter how he looked at them, and finally slapped the table and kicked them out of the house.

Cheng Fei's nose was almost flattened by the door, and he quickly knocked on the door: "Sister."

Cheng Shi yelled: "Go away, come back and cry when you have difficulties, look at me and ignore you."

After listening to the movement in the room, Cheng Fei finally heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled wryly at Yan Rui: "Let's go.

Jia Cheng was in a fit of anger, he couldn't go back home for the time being, his face was still swollen, and he couldn't go to teach those two children, Cheng Fei followed Yan Rui all the way, the two got in and got off the car, and Cheng Fei quickly entered the door Only then did he come to his senses, "This is...how did we come to your house?"

Yan Rui said: "The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws. I've finished seeing the one at your house, it's your turn."

Cheng Fei was shocked, covered his face and was about to step back, how could he see people like this?

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yan Rui picked him up by the waist, and comforted him in his ear: "My parents will like you very much, it's okay, let's go."

"No, my face looks like this."

"Well, so I have to go home and get some medicine."

The two were entangled, the door opened, Cheng Fei quickly let go, and returned to normal before the people in the house saw it.

Yan's mother stood at the door, surprised and said, "Why don't you know how to get in when you're standing at the door?"

Cheng Fei wanted to hide his face, buried his head down, "Hello, Auntie."

"This is Xiao Fei, I often hear Yan Rui mentioning you, today I saw you. Come in, come in."

This is the first time that Chengfei has been at Yan Rui's house for two years. It was the weekend, Yan's father and Yan's mother didn't go out, and they didn't know he was coming before seeing him. At this time, they were very pleasantly surprised. Dad chatted with Cheng Fei, casually asking him about the injury on his face.

Cheng Fei was embarrassed and nervous, so he fooled around casually.

Yan's mother called Yan Rui to the kitchen, took out a boiled egg from the pot: "Go, roll it on his face, it's so swollen." She asked quietly: "How is his house going? "

While peeling the eggs, Yan Rui replied, "It's not a slap, it's almost over." After finishing speaking, he left.

Yan's mother was dumbfounded, she never expected that the injury on Cheng Fei's face was like this, seeing her son not showing any distress, she said after a while, "You son of a bitch, why didn't you beat him."

In fact, Yan Rui was so distressed that he pulled Cheng Fei into the room after peeling the egg and told him to get lost.

Cheng Shi's slap was full of strength, the palm print was clearly visible, Yan Rui took the egg and rolled it gently for him.

"Does it hurt?"

"Okay." Cheng Fei poked him with his elbow, "You liar."

"What's wrong with me?"

What's the matter, he couldn't say anything, he was silent for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and poked him again: "You said you liked me a long time ago, tell me honestly, when did you think impure towards me?"

Yan Rui stopped his hands, "It's hard to say, anyway, before you like me, think about when you liked me."

When did he fall in love with Yan Rui?That person has always been excellent, always looks like a domineering president, but when he tutors him with his homework, he is so patient that he laughs at his childishness, and at the same time he goes to see elephants with him... Come to think of it, I liked him back then Well, that's why I worked so hard when I found out about his wish later on. When it came to taking the college entrance examination together, I was so happy. I knew I couldn't catch up with him, so I gave it a go without hesitation.

Cheng Fei thought about it for a long time, but couldn't tell when it was, and realized that something was wrong, "I'm asking you, why should I think about it instead."

Yan Rui laughed, hugged him and gave him a couple of soft bites, and when he touched the wound on Cheng Fei's face, the pain made him gasp.

☆、Chapter 20

"Old man, Jingyang brought all your books here, and deliberately made them the same as before. The recliner chairs were placed in the small building, and Hui Hui didn't know how many floors were covered. The child just moved them out, washed and wiped, and exposed It's the same as it was back then..."

After Ling Jingyang put away the books, grandma liked to sit in the study. The reclining chair was old and creaked when she moved it a little, but the old man liked to lie on it.

"...I've been dreaming of you these past two days. It's great. I haven't dreamed of you often in these years. I finally dreamed of you. I think we may meet soon. Even Jingyang, I still have a little Don't worry, he doesn't know how to cook, who will take care of him when I leave, what will he eat when he comes home..."

Ling Jingyang stood outside the house, listening to grandma's nonsense, unable to lift his feet for a long time.

He belatedly discovered that grandma was really old.

She used to like to study desserts in the kitchen, but now she rarely goes into the kitchen except for cooking, because she always regards salt as sugar, her hair is no longer as neat as it was a few years ago, and those warm hands have begun He was shaking uncontrollably, and his ears didn't seem to be doing well.

The grandma in my memory is always very energetic. After they moved to the old house, grandma took care of the house by herself, up and down. She didn't go to work. For Ling Jingyang's tuition, she went to the hotel to make desserts and went to work every day Before, she would comb and tidy her hair, turn around in front of the mirror a few times, and then pull Ling Jingyang to go out, just like a young office worker.

The students all said, Ling Jingyang, your grandma is so young.

When did this person already interpret the word "old man"?

Ling Jingyang adjusted his working hours and went home two hours earlier in the evening. He took home what he hadn't finished and finished it in the evening. The boss was considerate of his situation and agreed.

In the afternoon, Ling Jingyang returned home with the sour plum soup he had bought. Grandma was arranging the kitchen utensils. They were all things she used to make desserts. They washed everything and put it in the box.

Ling Jingyang was slightly stunned, put down his things and went up to help: "Grandma, why did you collect everything?"

"I don't think it will be used in the future, so it's better to put it away," grandma smiled, and asked him, "Why is it so early today?"

"The boss said that there is a happy event at home, so the off-duty time will be two hours earlier." Ling Jing Yang said.

"You boss is really strange. When other people meet happy events, they always give employees a holiday."

"Well, yes, I don't know what he thinks."

Grandma didn't care much about this, she thought of something, and said: "Then you will be free in the future, so I will teach you how to cook. When grandma is not around, you can take care of it yourself."

This is a blunt statement of life and death.

"grandmother……"

Grandma smiled and touched his head: "Grandma is old, and you will have to rely on yourself in the future. It's okay, you have grown up."

At the end of August, Ling Jingyang and Yan Rui quit their jobs and began to prepare for returning to school.

The two of them received their wages and ate outside. In the afternoon, the summer heat had already subsided, and the sun was burning red in the sky, and the clouds were as dazzling as fireballs.The two were calmly cooking mutton in the noisy shop, Yan Rui put the vermicelli into the pot, scalded it for a while, picked it up, and said flatly: "We have come out to the family."

Ling Jingyang was taken aback: "What... er... Did it go well?"

Yan Rui glanced at him: "What do you think?" He picked up the mutton and put it in a bowl, then asked: "Have you thought about what to do in the future?"

"what?"

"What are you pretending to do?" Yan Rui kicked him under the table.

Ling Jingyang said helplessly: "I will continue to look for a job. I am different from you, and I will wait for him to come back."

"How is he doing there?"

"It's still the same. Paris is much better than ours. It's not so hot. He's doing well now, but he can't come back."

Yan Rui patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Come on."

Ling Jingyang raised his eyes to look at him, no matter how he looked at him, he felt that this person who was only one step away from consummation of merit and virtue was hateful, so he returned the kick just now.

It was late when Ling Jingyang returned home, and grandma was still sitting and fell asleep in the study, with a copy of "Warring States Policy" on the table, half-turned, presumably she fell asleep after reading it.Ling Jingyang took the bookmark and put it away. The old man was in a light sleep, but he woke up after doing this.

"came back?"

"Yeah. Grandma, go back to the house and sleep. It's easy to catch cold when you sleep here." Ling Jingyang found a thin coat and put it on for her.

"Hey, I just want to read a book, and I fell asleep without thinking about it. Your grandpa said before that I'm not suitable for reading. I'm still not convinced. Let him be right."

Ling Jingyang: "You still read "Warring States Policy"."

"Your grandfather used to hold these books every day to study, and I want to read them too."

Grandma fell asleep, Ling Jingyang went back to the room and turned on the computer, Xiao Su's email had arrived, it was still the same as usual, it was nothing serious, but he said nearly a thousand words abruptly, like writing an essay, he couldn't stop writing if he didn't reach [-] words .The attached picture is his oil painting, which depicts the sunset over the Nasai River. It is so thick and colorful that Cheng Fei, a self-proclaimed artist, might be able to say something nice after reading it. Ling Jingyang looked at it for a long time, and only thought of dry "good-looking".

The yard of Xiao Su’s house has been abandoned for a long time. Xiao Jiang comes back to live occasionally, but he has no time to take care of it. In the yard, wild flowers and weeds grow in clump after clump, and butterflies, dragonflies and grasshoppers fly around. Desolate and lonely.

Ling Jingyang stood in front of the window and lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke, staring at the yard in a daze. After one cigarette was burned, he ended his long emptiness. He found a coat, put it on, and went downstairs. He quickly climbed over the wall to the next door .

It drives me crazy.Ling Jingyang thought about it.

Then start tidying up the yard.

Ling Jingyang is already able to cook a meal independently, and his grandma no longer needs to guide him, what to put first, what to put next, how much water to put, how much salt to put, his hands and feet are more nimble than grandma, and he always cuts vegetables. Straighten your back, cut one knife at a time, not fast, but very steady.

Today I made pork ribs stewed winter melon, fish-flavored eggplant, hot and sour chicken and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.Grandma's teeth are bad, Ling Jingyang tried his best to make the food as soft as possible, the pork ribs were just right, with a faint fragrance of winter melon, the soup was thick but not greasy, making people salivate.

Ling Jingyang scooped up a bowl of soup for grandma, and asked with a smile, "Grandma, do I count as a graduate?"

"Come on, you can touch the fur." ​​Grandma smiled, tasted the soup, and nodded again, "It's not bad."

"Well, cooking has taught me, it's time for you to teach me how to make desserts."

"You are clumsy. It takes a lot of effort to teach you how to cook, but you have to teach how long to make desserts."

"Keep teaching, your grandson is smart, he will always teach."

"If you say you're fat, you'll get breathless, and you've learned a few dishes for a month." Grandma laughed and scolded him, "Stupid boy."

After breakfast, grandma went to the study again. She hadn't finished reading the Warring States Policy, so she picked it up from the bookshelf, flipped to the place where the bookmark was inserted, and continued to read.Ling Jingyang was cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. When cleaning Xiao Su's yard at night, he accidentally cut his hand. After being washed by the water, it started to hurt again. Only after cleaning up did he find that the wound was bleeding.

"Grandma, where is the medicine box?" Ling Jingyang wiped his hands and walked to the study.

There was no sound in the study, Ling Jingyang knocked on the door and pushed it away, "Grandma."

In the study room, the window was open, the wind blew in from the window, the pages of the book were flipped open, and the bookmark was blown off the ground. Grandma was lying on the recliner, peacefully as if she was asleep.

"grandmother……"

Grandma's funeral is very simple. She only has a pair of children and two grandchildren, Ling Jingyang and Ling Yuyang. Her daughter is married far away, and she arrived the next day after hearing about it. Apart from being anxious, she didn't have any other emotions. The daughter-in-law seemed like a stranger. People, walking peacefully again, the human nature is white joy, there are no mourners, everyone silently doing what they should do, without showing too much sadness.

Ling Jingyang hardly slept at all. He kept watch, invited people to do things, entertained guests, and arranged everything one by one. He was unbelievably calm and silent. He came and went, as if he was afraid that he had nothing to do.

Ling Yuyang looked at him, didn't say much, just patted his shoulder.

After the funeral, a heavy rain poured down, and the guests went back separately. Ling Fu brothers and sisters were not used to staying in the old house, so they all went home separately. The remaining Ling Yuyang accompanied Ling Jingyang, and the two brothers stayed at home, silently.

After the funeral was over, Ling Jingyang had a high fever and fell asleep in a daze. Fortunately, Ling Yuyang hadn't left yet, so he worked tirelessly to take his medicine.

Ling Jingyang didn't wake up until the afternoon, his body was unbelievably weak, his throat seemed to be burnt out, and he couldn't make a sound.

He opened his mouth, unable to speak.

Ling Yuyang handed over a glass of water and said, "Get well soon, Xiao Su is calling, how do you answer the phone like this?"

Only then did Ling Jingyang remember what he had left behind when he was busy these two days.

Xiao Su has not received any email from Ling Jingyang for three days, and they have rarely contacted by phone in the past two years. He managed to find a phone number and dialed it, but Ling Jingyang didn't answer it. He became more and more anxious every day, and Dr. Li came to the door. Playing, feeling that he was absent-minded, he played the game for several times before asking: "You are not happy, what's the matter?"

Xiao Su shook his head: "I don't know what's going on."

Dr. Li sighed and said, "Your behavior will seriously affect your health."

Xiao Su put down the controller of the game console, looked up into the light blue eyes of the foreigner: "Doctor, I want to go back to China."

Dr. Li was a little surprised, "This is the first time you mentioned to me that you want to go back to China. You wanted to go back to China a long time ago, didn't you? Is it because of the person who emails you every day?"

Xiao Su nodded: "Most of the reasons are him, and there are other reasons too."

Then asked: "Doctor, I can go now, right?"

The doctor looked at him for a while, then nodded slightly: "I have only seen you who live in a city as big as Paris as a hospital. Since this place makes you so sad, you should go back."

Xiao Su was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise, "I thought you wouldn't let me go."

"My ability can only bring you back to your current appearance. It can't make you heal. It's better to let you go back. Anyway, you can last for a few years in your current state." The doctor said, thought for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand to rub him hair, "Hey, Paris is actually very good, the sunset on the Seine, the sky over the Eiffel Tower, the wandering musicians in the square, the fallen leaves on the Champs Elysees, you can never finish painting. I hope you can Come, and stop thinking of it as a big hospital."

After several consecutive heavy rains, the temperature suddenly dropped, and the flowers and plants in the yard suddenly fell down. However, at the end of summer, the coolness of autumn was actually born.Ling Jingyang was sitting on the recliner that grandma always made and flipped through the "Warring States Policy" that she hadn't finished before she was alive. Outside the window, the rain was still falling, and the rain and coolness entered the house through the half-closed window.

Ling Jingyang's voice was still not good, and his voice was hoarse, Xiao Su called again, this was the third call, Ling Jingyang endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, and answered it.

"Jing Yang." Xiao Su's voice seemed urgent.

"Xiao Su," Ling Jingyang lowered his voice, trying not to sound too strange. "Sorry, I've been sick for the past two days and haven't answered your call."

"Are you OK?"

"I'm okay."

The two were silent for a while, and Ling Jing raised his voice, "Do you miss me very much?"

"Well, I miss you very much."

"Hey, I miss you too." Ling Jingyang said, "I saw your painting, it's so beautiful."

"Well, when I come back, I will draw portraits of you and grandma."

Ling Jingyang blinked, suddenly remembered something, curled up on the recliner, and said with a trembling voice: "...Xiao Su, I miss you so much."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Su was fascinated by the phone, Yang Wanqing came out of the room and asked him: "It's rare to make a call, why don't you talk more?"

Xiao Su shook his head and said, "I think I have to make a phone call."

Cheng Fei was teaching a child, and the little boy was tired of reading, so he poked him with his foot: "Mr. Xiaofei, I want to eat ice cream."

Cheng Fei brushed his feet away: "You finish the questions first."

The child's feet kicked back again: "This question is so difficult, I can't do it."

"Which question, I will teach you."

"I don't want you to teach me."

"I said you are a child, your sister doesn't act like a baby, why are you still acting like a baby? Go ahead and do it."

"I only act like a baby to the person I like. I think Teacher Xiao Fei is so cute."

Cheng Fei: "..." Kids have such a sweet mouth these days?

"If I grow up, I will marry Brother Xiao Fei as my wife."

Cheng Fei: "..." Are kids so ignorant these days?

"No, I can't marry you, Teacher Xiaofei, how about you agree to be my boyfriend now? We can go abroad to get married in the future."

Cheng Fei: "..."

The younger sister couldn't listen anymore, and said coolly: "Don't think about it, you didn't see that Teacher Xiaofei's boyfriend came to pick him up every day," and threw the phone over, "Mr. Xiaofei, your boyfriend is looking for you .”

Cheng Fei: "..."

The phone was not Yan Rui's, but Xiao Su's. Xiao Su kept in touch with his friends and sent emails all the time, so there were very few phone calls. Cheng Fei was very surprised by this transoceanic call, "Xiao Su, is it really you?"

"It's me." Xiao Su smiled.

"You still know how to call me, you miss me. Come on, say something, I haven't heard your voice for a long time."

Xiao Su said: "I haven't heard your voice for a long time. What have you been up to recently?"

"As a tutor for children, the children's thinking is too advanced, I am so worried."

"There are times when you can't handle it."

"Don't mention it, oh." Cheng Fei sighed heavily, and said, "By the way, did you call here on purpose for something?"

Xiao Su didn't hide it, and asked bluntly, "I want to know what happened to Jingyang."

Cheng Fei was taken aback: "Didn't he tell you, grandma... is gone."

It rained continuously.He was really the only one left in this family, Ling Jingyang sighed slowly as he looked at the yard that had been covered with yellow leaves for a few days.

As soon as he left, there was no one in the house, and the cabinet was full of books. I didn't know how to put them away. Ling Jingyang tidied up grandma's room, covered the furniture with a white cloth, locked it, and moved out the box to put the books away. Get up and close the study little by little, and the other places are also covered with white cloth.After tidying up, he knelt down in front of grandma's coffin and kowtowed three times.

Ling Yuyang stood behind him, leaning against the door frame, and said, "I'm going back to work tomorrow, what are you going to do?"

Ling Jing stood up and said, "I'll go to school in a few days, and I won't be back for the National Day.