The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

The torrential rain washes over the noisy city, and the raindrops crackle and fall on the car windows. The monotonous notes make people feel lonely.

Wen Ziqian looked sideways out of the window, it was getting late, and the blurred neon lights in the rain were turning from dots into lines in the speeding car.Colorful, flowing light silhouettes, they are flying backwards quickly, as if the car is standing still, and those colorful lights are flowing, dotted into lines, and lines into pieces, making people feel in the time travel.

Flowing light and shadow flickered in Wen Ziqian's blue eyes. For a moment, he felt that he was traveling between the past and the future.

When should I go back?Wen Ziqian thought.

Go back to before the age of six, when my mother was still alive, would sing to him and tell stories, would praise his eyes as beautiful as sapphires, would gently stroke his tawny hair, and put light kisses on his face.

Going home at that time was joyful, not lifeless as it is now.

Now, he hates going home. He would rather stay in school alone, in an empty dormitory building, and eat instant noodles alone, than to go home and see a room full of hypocrisy and happiness.

However, such a hypocritical enjoyment does not include him.

He frowned. The 16-year-old rebellious boy chewed his stepmother and younger brother in his mouth. Compared with his delicate and gentle appearance, those dirty words in his heart seemed unsavory.

He vented silently, then swallowed it into his stomach silently, and immediately felt a lot more comfortable, and then his face turned into a young man who was ignorant of the world, elegant and noble.

Suddenly, there was no warning, Wen Ziqian rushed forward under inertia, and hit his forehead on the co-pilot's seat.

"What's the matter? Uncle Wang?" Wen Ziqian held his forehead and gasped in pain.

Wang Wei is an old man from Wen's family. He has driven Mr. Wen's car for more than ten years.

At this moment, Wang Wei was in a mess. He kept yelling "It's over, it's over", opened the car door and walked down.

Wen Ziqian saw Lao Wang standing at the front of the car, his face turned pale by the headlights, staring at the ground in despair.The rain drenched him, but he froze in place like a statue.

Oops, killed someone!A terrifying thought flashed through Wen Ziqian's mind, and Wen Ziqian hurriedly opened the door to get out of the car, and hurried forward.

Sure enough, a child in ragged clothes lay motionless in front of the car, looking like a beggar.

Trembling, Wang Wei took out his phone and prepared to call the police. Wen Ziqian tried to touch the beggar with his foot.

He had never seen a dead person before, so he was a little timid from the bottom of his heart. He wanted to turn the beggar over. Out of curiosity, he wanted to make sure that the man was completely dead, but he didn't have the guts.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his trouser leg, and he almost screamed in fright.

The beggar raised his head, looked at the boy in the white shirt and dark blue pants, and murmured, "Hungry...I'm hungry..."

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Wen's restaurant was brightly lit, and a huge crystal chandelier hung down from the high roof, which was as high as two floors.

The extended dining table is filled with sumptuous dishes, pastries of various colors, and crystal glasses with fine wines.

Wen Yuanhang sits in the main seat. Even at home, he still wears a black formal suit. The fabric is cut from the top. He is only 42 years old. It is the prime time for men. His demeanor and experience are displayed in his wise eyes, without showing joy or sorrow. Standing on the sidelines, staring proudly.

He has a serious face, deep facial features, and his hair is meticulously combed behind his head. Even when he is sitting, his back is straight, as if standing like a loose seat and sitting like a bell.

On the left is the current Mrs. Pan Qin, with big eyes and double eyelids, a straight nose, and full lips.Mrs. Wen is a 36-year-old woman in the year of her birth this year. Against the backdrop of exquisite makeup, she looks young, beautiful, gentle and pleasant.

The first position on Wen Yuanhang's right hand is vacant.

In the second seat sat the second son, Wen Ziyi, who had inherited his mother's good looks. Unfortunately, he was frowning at the moment, showing impatience, seeing the young master with a strong temper.Also, after all, he was only 14 years old, sat on the table at 06:30, and sat for more than an hour.

"It's annoying, my stomach is so hungry, I'll eat it myself when he comes back, how old is it, the whole family is hungry and waiting?" Second Young Master Wen muttered angrily.

Pan Qin raised her eyelids and gave her son a wink. Second Young Master Wen calmed down and said stubbornly, "It was originally, why don't you come back." She was already hungry, but she could only look at the delicacies and not eat them. , Everyone would be a little annoyed.

Pan Qin frowned, and said to herself: You son of a bitch, I really can't teach you, but in front of you, can't you pretend to be more magnanimous?

Sure enough, Wen Yuanhang opened his mouth, and said in a deep and serious voice, "That's your elder brother's home, if you don't go home, where are you going?"

Wen Ershao shrank his neck, fearing his father who was more serious than kind, so he held his breath and stopped talking.

In the third seat sat Wen Zixuan, the daughter of the Wen family. Even though she had just turned ten years old, she was very sensible. Although she was very hungry, she sat in a well-behaved manner, swallowing her saliva without making noise.

The Phnom Penh ebony grandfather clock made a crisp "Dangdang" sound, and it was eight o'clock.

Wen Yuanhang turned his head to the butler standing aside and said, "Where are you?"

The housekeeper hurriedly dialed the number, this was the sixth call tonight.The phone was connected, and the butler walked to the door, whispered "um", "ok", "understand", then hung up the phone and walked to Wen Yuanhang's right side, arching his back slightly, and reporting in just the right volume: "Master Wen, the injured child has died. It's settled, Lao Wang will take care of it, and the person sent has already picked up the young master, and it is estimated that he will arrive soon."

Wen Yuanhang nodded, just happened to see Wen Ziyi staring at the steak on the dinner plate from the corner of his eye and licking his lips, Wen Zixuan licked his mouth and swallowed.

"Eat."

The head of the family spoke, and everyone picked up their knives and forks and began to enjoy the delayed dinner, except Wen Yuanhang himself.

Wen Yuanhang took a sip of the red wine, then put down his glass and continued to wait. After about a quarter of an hour, he heard someone outside the door saying: "The young master is back."

When he turned his head, he saw Wen Ziqian walking in step by step with his schoolbag on his back.

Wen Ziqian's wet hair hangs down in front of his eyes, the ends of his eyes are slightly raised, and his eyes are so blue that he can't see to the bottom. When he looks at people, he looks especially indifferent, as if his gaze is squinting from the corner of Fei Yang's eyes, full of dissatisfaction. cut.

Pan Qin looked up at his drowned look, and was very dissatisfied with his eyes, thinking why didn't he kill you?Wanting to think about it, but with an image of a loving mother on her face, she put down the tableware, tapped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel, swallowed the food, and said slowly: "Hurry up and change your clothes and come down to eat. Everyone has been waiting for you for two hours. I just ate. .”

Wen Ziyi continued, "I'm about to starve to death..." Before he finished speaking, he was suppressed by his mother's sharp eyes.

Wen Zixuan stood up happily, ran over to hold Wen Ziqian's hand, and said coquettishly, "Brother, why did you come back, Xuanxuan misses you."

Although Wen Ziqian was only sixteen, he was tall and slender, with flat shoulders and narrow waist, buttocks and long legs, taller than his younger sister by a large margin.He raised his hand and touched the top of his sister's head, looked at her with lowered eyebrows and said, "Let's go eat."

After finishing speaking, he went straight upstairs without saying hello to Wen Yuanhang.

"Take a hot bath and come down to eat." Wen Yuanhang said in a deep voice.

Wen Ziqian walked to the corner and looked down at the family sitting around the table, feeling dazzling.The young man was in the period of rebellion, he was not very scheming, and couldn't hide his emotions, so he said in a muffled voice, "Don't eat!"

"What time is it? Are you still hungry? Take a shower and come down quickly, do you hear me?" Wen Yuanhang looked at him and frowned.

Wen Ziqian was not afraid of his father, he just turned his eyes back and said, "I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry."

Wen Yuanhang had been in the rivers and lakes for more than [-] years. He hadn't seen any big storms and big waves. It was deafening to be a big brother, but he had nothing to do with his rebellious eldest son.He has a character of eating soft and not hard, when he is weak, he is weak, and when he is strong, he is strong.Seeing the eldest son being so disrespectful, he jumped up angrily and said, "If you're not hungry, then don't eat it. If you have the guts, don't eat it tomorrow!" After speaking, he still couldn't let go of his hatred, and turned his head to the housekeeper. : "Tell everyone, don't give the young master any food tonight, not even a sip of water!"

When Wen Ziqian heard this, his eyes burned with anger, he turned around and went upstairs without looking back, and rushed into his room.

After taking a hot bath to warm himself up, he regretted it a little.Why don't you eat?Why can't you get along with yourself?

He was wearing linen-colored pajamas, sitting in front of the laptop and rubbing his hair with a towel. His brown hair was a little long, and strands of it fell below his ears.

There was a birthday party when he was five years old in the computer, and his mother was holding a cake that was not exquisite but looked delicious, and said to the camera: "My baby is five years old, I wish you a healthy growth, mother loves you .” On the cake, five slender candles of different colors flickered, setting off the woman’s young and beautiful face.

There was a "gurgling" cry from his stomach. It seemed that even the love of his mother could not resist the hunger. The boy's chest was already hungry and his back was pressed against his back.

Someone knocked on the door, he glanced back, and went to open the door.The room is covered with a light brown plush carpet, which is soft and comfortable to walk on barefoot.

Opening the door, Wen Zixuan bent over and hooked his head like a kitten, and slipped past under his arm.

Wen Ziqian closed the door, turned around and said with a smile, "Didn't sleep at night and came to visit again?"

Wen Zixuan looked at his elder brother's blue eyes, brushed his somewhat messy hair, blinked and said, "Brother, you are really pretty, even more beautiful than those celebrities."

Wen Ziqian walked over and put his arms around her shoulders. The two of them sat down at the computer desk and said with a smile, "Little mouths are getting sweeter and sweeter. Tell me, what's the matter? You want me to help you with your homework?"

Wen Zixuan shook his head and said, "Where is it? I have finished my homework." Turning her head to see the screen, she saw Li Jiaxue's beautiful face, beautiful and charming peach blossom eyes, and blue eyes that did not match the face of an Asian. "I'm looking at Aunt Li again, brother misses mom?"

Wen Ziqian half-closed his eyes, the yellow light from the floor lamp fell on his face, illuminating the distinct eyelashes, those eyes were exactly the same as those of the woman on the screen, the corners of the eyes were narrow and long, the eyelashes were thick and slender, The beautiful eye contour is like an exquisite box containing two rare sapphires in the world. It is these eyes, which are unforgettable when you glance at them.

The mighty Wen Yuanhang is no exception.

He is only one-eighth of British blood, from his grandparents.His appearance is biased towards Asians, but the outline of his facial features has been carefully carved by the foreign blood in his bones, making his outline even more distinct. With beautiful eyeballs and brown hair, he has already looked like a nobleman at a young age. The demeanor is vividly rendered.

He gently closed the laptop, smiled and did not speak.He seldom mentioned Li Jiaxue at home, and he knew in his heart that there was no place for this poor woman in this family.He looked at Wen Zixuan's pure eyes, and thought that one day you will grow up, you will be sensible, and you will become complicated due to the influence of the world. At that time, you will not be close to me like this up.

"Is there anything you can do for me?" He changed the subject, not wanting to discuss this topic further.

After being reminded by him, Wen Zixuan remembered the purpose of this trip, and hurriedly took out two cakes from the big pocket of his pajamas, stuffed them into his arms like a treasure, and said, "Eat it, it's delicious."

Wen Ziqian was holding two squashed cakes, feeling touched in his heart.When he was taken back to Wen's family at the age of six, Zixuan had just been born. At that time, he could not see all the people in Wen's family, especially Pan Qin and her two children.Because of some trivial things, he beat Wen Ziyi; because he disliked Zixuan's loud crying, he secretly pinched the baby's calf.Of course, every time he would be punished to face the wall and think about his mistakes, if there were too many punishments, he would hate this pair of brothers and sisters from the bottom of his heart.

But ever since Wen Zixuan was babbling and a toddler, he fell in love with his beautiful elder brother.Maybe it's the distinctive eyes that attracted her, maybe it's the same blood in the bones.No matter how sneering this big brother is, after crying, she will not be afraid of Nanqiang and move to his side.

The pure and clear soul is like a seed that takes root and sprouts in the dark heart of the young man, opening up the gloomy sky and revealing a ray of sunshine.

He raised his hand and touched his sister's head, his eyes were full of love like water, and it fell gently on Zixuan's body.

"Thank you, it's getting late, go back to sleep."

He sent his sister to the door of the bedroom, not because he didn't want to keep her talking, but because he knew that Pan Qin didn't like her getting in touch with him too much, as if he was always on guard against his ulterior motives.After staying in his bedroom for a long time, this girl will be scolded again.

"Is it enough?" Zixuan had a cute smile on her round face.

Wen Ziqian nodded, and said: "Go back to the bedroom, your mother should say you again when she sees her."

Wen Zixuan saw no one left and right, and sneaked back to her kt cat-themed, fantasy girl bedroom.

Wen Ziqian watched her disappear from sight, closed the door and sat at the table, picked up the cake and took a bite.He usually doesn't like to eat all kinds of cakes and pastries, and always finds it too sweet, but now he feels sweet to his heart.