still in the mirror

Li Chengwu went out to listen to the opera that night, but he didn't know which other industry he stayed in, but Youling stayed at her mother's house that night.

Early the next morning, Youling heard a river flowing slowly on the lotus leaf of the corner of her pillow, her dream gradually blurred and went away, her eyelashes fluttered twice, and when she looked closely, a period of sky was leaking through the cracks in the curtains , a thin vine color as quiet as silk.

She put on her clothes and went out of the bedroom, looking out to the balcony. Her younger brother was wearing slippers barefoot, with his back facing him, and he was practicing some tune. In his shirt, like a flock of birds flying around the beam for three days.

On the round dining table on the second floor, Qing Yu was making tea, saw You Ling woke up, and said: "I told him, your sister is still sleeping, don't make a noise, he won't listen, but wants to practice the piano."

"It's okay, let him practice."

You Ling sits on the sofa, picks up a magazine, and pays attention to political affairs, current commentary, evening parties and theater columns, which are the parts of her social life that she needs to talk about.

Li Chengwu's car whined quietly into the garden, stopped in front of the steps, and opened the door for himself.

Cong Fei met on the balcony, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, he turned and entered the room, casually put the piano on the foreign table, sat next to You Ling, took her hand to turn the pages of the book, and leaned his head on his sister's shoulder, He murmured: "It would be great if you got divorced, come back to live every day!"

You Ling said: "No, not only I will move out, but sooner or later you will also move out."

Li Chengwu went up to the second floor, seeing the situation of his siblings, he went to the dining table to have morning tea without saying a word.Seeing her father, Youling hurriedly pushed her younger brother Cong up on her arms, Li Chengwu looked at it, lowered his eyes again, took the lid bell from Qingyu, didn't drink it, just took the lid over and over to shake the floating leaves.

You Ling's heart tightened, she suddenly smiled and took Cong Fei up, pulled him to the dining table, and said, "Father has to teach this kid a lesson for me, he stood there practicing the piano before dawn, making everyone sleepless, but I can't get angry with him, he kept saying 'sister, sister', which made me get goosebumps."

Cong Fei panicked and said, "Who is yelling at you? Hysteria again..."

Li Chengwu sighed: "Okay, sit down and have breakfast." He picked up a clove, put it in his mouth to chew, and finally picked up a small white porcelain gargle, covered his sleeves and spit in it. ", said:

"Are you a fairy girl? Who doesn't eat in the morning and eats flowers and plants?"

Li Chengwu snorted and said, "Oh, you are willing to talk to me."

You Ling interrupted them, and said to Cong Fei: "Father must have eaten outside, will you come with me to Mrs. Qi's place to play cards this afternoon? I'm going to Guangzhou, before I leave, they always Invite me to dinner and play cards, by the way, Wei Yu is going too."

Cong Fei said: "Oh? Is she going too? Then I'll go." After speaking, he glanced at Li Chengwu inadvertently. Li Chengwu saw him, smiled at him, and said:

"Look at what I'm doing? Am I not allowing you to go out and make friends?" He stood up, "Remember to bring some gifts for them. There were two boxes of lychees at the door early in the morning." After finishing speaking, he straightened his collar and entered I went to the study.

Seeing Wei Yu again, Cong Fei didn't bring any presents, but invited her to go out together and visit the silk and satin village.

He said that she looked good in those materials, and reminded him that when he was still in Peiping, there was a maid named Xiao Shuang'er at home. He explained that he was not comparing her with a maid, but that Xiao Shuang'er was a very beautiful girl. Girl, when she goes out, she is often mistaken for Li Chengwu's own daughter, a big lady!He sighed, it's a pity that when he moved away from Beiping, all the maids in the family dispersed, and he didn't know where Xiao Shuang'er was now.

Weiyu asked, why didn't you bring Xiao Shuang'er to Shanghai?Since I like it so much.

Because times are hard, he said.

He talked a lot about his time in Peiping, the sugar-fried hawthorn under the old silk jacket, the steak at the Liuguo Hotel, the opera garden in Dashilan, the old eunuchs around the Yanchi Tower, the meditation garden, reading, practicing calligraphy, Fenxiang, Li Youling, Li Chengwu, Qingyu, Mother Zhao, Xiao Shuang'er, Ping Xier, and Tianjing, Liu Ziyu, Liu Aimei, stood in front of his grandfather's hospital bed and recited a poem when he was a child: "Xing, the people suffer; death, the people Bitter..." The old man with white temples and thin beard leaned on the bed, tears streaming down his face.

Wei Yu thought about it: "Hearing what you said, I feel that you are very dependent on your fourth uncle and father. Is it because you didn't have a father before the age of seven?"

Cong Fei said: "But men are different from women. They seldom feel sorry for their children when it comes to big things. They can send their children far away for the sake of their children. So on this level, it is also a matter of mutual affection." Wishful thinking."

At dusk, the sun was heavy, and Cong Fei was lying on the railing, with his chin resting on one hand. Such a boy in a fine linen shirt stood alone in the golden sea, his eyes were soft and soft. stand up.Thinking back to the weird words just now, Weiyu faintly felt that she knew what he was thinking.

She thought of the plate of shrimp last night, there were many words, expressions and movements, there was an atmosphere of whispering among the noise of the crowd, there was no romance, and secret hatred was born.

Wei Yu moved her lips: "You..."

Seeing her lost soul, Cong Fei smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong again, what I mean is..." Suddenly he stopped, and said with a gloomy face, "Sister, if you think that way, take it as me telling you It’s a secret, but you have to believe me, I’m pure, but the Zhou family that Li Youling wants you to enter has more secrets, none of which are pure.”

For a month in a row, Cong Fei often played with Wei Yu everywhere, movies, theaters, restaurants, afternoon tea, horse racing... They talked about French literature together, compared "Les Miserables" and "The Secret of Paris", and discussed the workers in the book. The ending of class, underclass and religious salvation.

Wei Yu sometimes thinks that if she were a princess, she would do everything possible to recruit Cong Fei to be her son-in-law, raise him, and let him be happy.Seeing the two of them playing together every day, You Ling tacitly agreed that Cong Fei liked this girl, and no longer invited Wei Yu to this wife's house or that lady's house to socialize.

At the end of the month, Youling and Zhou Baohuai went to Guangzhou. Apart from studying, Weiyu just played with Cong Fei and sometimes called a few classmates.Cong Fei asked her once, others thought he was pursuing her, would it delay her dating other men, she said no, she is living a happy life now, maybe she will go to France for a year of study after graduation, and when she comes back, she can spend Looking for a job in the society, she didn't mention anything about getting married.

This year's crabapple fruits are very early. It was only at the end of August, and the branches were covered with red, yellow and yellow. When Li Chengwu returned home in the evening, he saw Cong Fei folding crabapple fruits on the balcony, and asked, "Did you go out to play today?" Is it because you don’t have enough money? Or did your girlfriend dump you?”

Cong Fei said: "Don't talk about people like that, I just don't like seeing Li Youling dragging people into the water, so I just want to help, how can I have a girlfriend, I will never leave you."

Embarrassed, Li Chengwu suddenly became discouraged, and said in a low voice: "What stupid words are you talking about?" He turned around and wanted to leave.

Cong Fei said: "Where are you going? Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Li Chengwu had no choice but to sit down on the rattan chair on the balcony. He closed his eyes and loosened his tie, waiting for Cong Fei to speak.

Cong Fei said nothing, got up and straddled Li Chengwu's legs, wrapped his arms around his neck, and pressed his face against his ear.

Li Chengwu half-raised his eyelids and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I want to hug you." He often said this to him when he was a child, and Li Chengwu was determined to tease him at that time, but now, the two of them just don't speak.

Tomorrow, August 31, this year's Ghost Festival, Cong Fei's 19th birthday, and according to foreign calculations, he will be eighteen on August 21.

The sky was dark and heavy, and soon began to rain, the rain became heavier and heavier, the clouds became heavier and heavier, and the sky turned greenish brown. They heard the rain splashing on the crabapple trees full of trees, and the sound of the rain was tight For a while, and then slowly, for a while, and then for a while...

Li Chengwu touched the rain on Cong Fei's hair and said, "Let's go, let's go into the house."

Cong Fei didn't move, Li Chengwu hugged him up, his two legs were hanging around his waist, Li Chengwu pretended to say "Oh" and said with a smile: "It's really heavy!"

The author says:

Villa refers to a villa other than the original residence.You Ling is afraid of Li Chengwu and feels that she is justified, so she often wants to use Cong Fei to make him angry.Cong Fei is now 18 years old, carefully counting his birthday, and considering his age for a long time, let's turn 18, so as not to smelt copper.