I love you for the rest of my life

"Yes, we will always be together."

Zhang Ju'an said this to Yan Tong with a smile, and Yan Tong also smiled at Zhang Ju'an.Two bright teenagers, in their early twenties, their eyes seemed to hide a pool of clear springs, clear and transparent.

After returning home, Yan Tong embraced Zhang Juan and fell asleep. He didn't open his eyes until late at night, listening to Zhang Juan's sound asleep.

Yan Tong gently lifted the quilt, in order to make as little noise as possible, Yan Tong stepped on the floor with bare feet, and tiptoed out of the room.

Yan Tong walked to the balcony and made sure the doors and windows were closed before he took out a cigarette and lit it.After taking a puff, Yan Tong exhaled a puff of white smoke from his mouth, and the smoke lingered around his eyes, and he squinted slightly in discomfort.

Looking up, you can have a panoramic view of most of the night view of city A, revealing a cool and bustling scene.After Yan Tong stared at it for a while, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

This string of phone numbers belonged to Yan Tingjun, and he never changed them.Although Yan Tong has never saved it, but he just remembers it, and he can't forget it no matter what.

The time is 01:30 in the morning, and the night is cool and cool.The wind blows, and blows off the ashes of the cigarette held between Yan Tong's fingers.

At this moment, Yan Tingjun is sitting in his study all night long, thinking about many things, the past, the present, and the future.But most of them are still related to Yan Tong.

The call was connected quickly, and Yan Tingjun was still thinking that Yan Tong would talk to him in an extremely strange tone as usual.But it doesn't matter, Yan Tingjun feels a little relieved when Yan Tong is willing to make this call.After all, it has been many years, many years, Yan Tong has not called.

"Aren't you going to bed so late? You young people really don't know how to cherish your body. When you get older..."

"dad……"

Yan Tingjun was stunned at this moment, he thought he heard it wrong.

"Xiaotong...you...what did you call me just now?"

"dad."

Yan Tingjun lowered his head and smiled. He usually doesn't like to laugh.Yan Huan said, Dad, you have wrinkles around your eyes when you smile!But I love it!Smile at me more in the future!

Yan Tong called "Dad", which made Yan Tingjun's heart ache.I always feel that what I owe Yan Tong in this life, he can't pay it off, can't pay it off...

For a moment, it was like a stick in the throat, and the corners of the eyes of a person who was nearly 50 years old were slightly moist at this moment.If there is a mirror, Yan Tingjun will see that his eyes are red.

Yan Tingjun has money, power, and power.But in this world, there are more things that he can meet but cannot ask for.

Yan Tong had a calm face, leaning on the railing of the balcony.After deciding to call it out, something seemed to suddenly let go.Surprisingly, it turned out to be very easy.

"Dad, I would like to call you back because I met the best Zhang Ju'an in the world. Before I met him, I felt that I was just a puppet, a puppet without emotion. Apart from my grandparents, I couldn't be sincere. To love someone deeply. Even sometimes, I feel that I have no heart and no emotion.”

Yan Tong paused for a moment, and he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.He has improved today. He only took one puff of this cigarette.Although he promised Zhang Juan not to smoke anymore, Yan Tong thought, he can always do it.

"I'm not telling you these things for Zhang Ju'an, nor for myself. As I said, I can't let him go. As for the future, I will do whatever you want. That's it, good night. "

After the call was over, Yan Tong stood on the balcony and blew the wind for a while. After making sure that there was no smell of smoke, he tiptoed back to the room.Yan Tong opened the quilt and lay down gently, and then moved slightly towards Zhang Ju'an after lying down.

Zhang Ju'an, who had his back to Yan Tong, felt the people around him move, he turned over and stuck to them, adjusted a comfortable position, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Tong froze and didn't dare to move.Zhang Juan really wakes up too easily, it would be a disaster to wake him up.Zhang Ju'an looked gentle, but his aura was no different from a volcanic eruption.

After confirming that Zhang Juan was not awake, Yan Tong slowly relaxed. He opened his eyes in the dark, just like the first few days when he was with Zhang Juan, Yan Tong would always wake up in the middle of the night, and he always felt that all this like a dream.

Only when he woke up and actually saw the people around him would his heart settle down.

On the other side, Yan Tingjun, who hadn't slept all night, sat alone until dawn.He likes the darkness after opening his eyes, because before dawn, he has already won at the starting line.

As for Yan Tong's words, Yan Tingjun had to think carefully and carefully.At least, that Zhang Ju'an is very important to Yan Tong.If done hastily, it can backfire.Anyway, Yan Tingjun felt that this should not be Yan Tong's life.Will he be criticized for a lifetime because of a momentary liking that dazzles his head?

Yan Tingjun looked at the gradually brightening sky outside, the night will always pass.

For a long time afterwards, Yan Tong and Zhang Ju'an lived peacefully.Yan Tong has always been vigilant, and he will not allow anything that may hurt Zhang Ju'an to happen.Yan Tong knew Yan Tingjun well, he couldn't just stop there.

When the first winter of the university came, there was no snow except frost.Before leaving City A to go home for the Spring Festival, Yan Tong took Zhang Juan to the plum garden in City A.

Except for the snow in winter, Zhang Juan likes red plums.The poem says: "Meixu is three points less white than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum."

When Yan Tong was in the plum garden, shivering from the cold and his nose was red, he looked at Zhang Ju'an with some resentment.

"Where is the fragrance coming from? Why can't I smell it? The plum blossoms look beautiful, but I can't smell any fragrance at all."

As he spoke, Yan Tong couldn't help but sneezed, and then he rubbed the tip of his nose.Feeling, ice cold.

Zhang Juan rubbed his hands, he was much more afraid of the cold than Yan Tong.Even though I was wearing thick clothes, I still couldn't feel warm, especially my feet, as if I would lose consciousness after standing still for a while.

"That's because you have a cold and can't smell it. The scent of plum blossoms is light and good. This is indisputable, restrained, understand?"

When Zhang Juan spoke, white steam came out of his mouth, but his face was flushed red from the cold.Not long after the military training, the tanned Zhang Juan unknowingly went back to nothing.

Yan Tong stretched out his hand and pinched Zhang Juan's face. Of course, the force was well controlled, so it shouldn't hurt.

"Zhang Ju'an, can't it be Zang Feng? Are you hiding a knife in your smile?"

Zhang Juan smiled and stretched out his hand to slap Yan Tong's hand that was pinching his face: "You are sophistry, and you are hiding a knife in your smile!"

"The sword is in the box, but where is the pearl covered in dust?"

"It's because you don't have ambitions, or when you were born at the wrong time, or, there are always Chollima, but Bole doesn't often have it."

Yan Tong stretched out his hand to pinch the other side of Zhang Ju'an's face: "Zhang Ju'an, Mr. Zhang, you should be a Chinese teacher. You see, you are a refined person, the kind of young man who exudes literature and art."

Zhang Ju'an stretched out his hand again to slap Yan Tong's hand away: "Is your Chinese taught by the physical education teacher? Or did you go to physical education for the Chinese class?"