my god is fiance

The army training in the afternoon was quite good, and it was like playing for Yan Lan who was used to the scorching sun. In the evening, when he went home with Xiao Ye, he was still alive and well. When he entered the bedroom, Xiao Ye sat on the sofa and asked him: "Today Do you still have a massage tonight?"

"No need!" Yan Lan took off her jacket, changed into a pair of pajama pants, and lay down on the bed.

Xiao Ye nodded and said nothing more.

"By the way, Brother Xiao," Yan Lan said lying on the bed with her eyes closed, "I saw a picture of your mother today, she is very beautiful."

"My mother's photo?" Xiao Ye looked at him suspiciously, "Where did you see it?"

"In my uncle's room, I played with him in the morning to play with the military flag, and saw a group photo of your family of three on the wall, and then I asked him if he had any photos of you, and he gave me a photo album, uh... "

Speaking of this, Yan Lan finally got stuck, she slipped her tongue!

"Album?" Xiao Ye's eyebrows creased two more, "What album?"

"That's right, the one in your photo..." Yan Lan opened her eyes and looked at him guiltily, whispering.

"That," Xiao Ye averted his eyes lightly, "Look at it as you like, but don't show it to me."

Yan Lan stuck out her tongue, thought for a while and said, "Oh, I also saw a photo of your elder brother, he is so handsome, exactly like my uncle."

"My elder brother?" Xiao Ye turned his gaze to him again, "Xiao Ying?"

Yan Lan nodded: "Well, I also saw his mother, she is very beautiful."

"Really." The coldness in Xiao Ye's eyes made Yan Lan's heart tremble this time, he didn't speak any more, stood up and went to the closet and began to pick up clothes.

"Brother Xiao," Yan Lan subconsciously sat up from the bed, looked at his back and said, "Did I say something wrong?"

Xiao Ye paused, turned around and looked at him: "Xiao Ying will come over two months later, on my father's birthday, and I can introduce you to you then." After speaking, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

"..." Yan Lan blinked her eyes, when did she say she was going to see Xiao Ying?He's eating... no... hey wait a minute...

Yan Lan finally realized what Xiao Ye was upset about.

There are photos of two sons and two women pasted in Xiao's father's room, among which Xiao Ye's mother should be the main wife. The problem here is...

Yan Lan lay back on the bed heavily, feeling that what she said tonight was really stupid.

When Xiao Ye came out of the bathroom, Yan Lan hurriedly took the hair dryer and said, "Brother Xiao, I'll blow your hair."

Xiao Ye sat on the sofa and looked up at him, without saying a word, Yan Lan sat back beside him after drying him off, after thinking about it, she still hugged him and buried her head in his arms.

He opened his mouth softly and said, "Brother Xiao, can you tell me about my mother?"

Yan Lan didn't know why she suddenly had such an idea, but she just felt that no matter what, Xiao Ye would definitely miss his mother very much, and he should also need such a person to tell.

Xiao Ye didn't answer immediately, the scene of being with his mother when he was a child appeared in his mind, he thought for a long time before he said: "My mother is American, she is very beautiful, my father was very busy when I was young, and it was my mother who took care of me, Take me around to play, and then I went to school, every exam is No.1 in the class, which made her very happy, and then when I was eight years old, my mother got cancer and passed away."

Xiao Ye whispered, but his thoughts had already drifted away, and he flew to the distant past. Even after more than 20 years, those days with his mother were still clearly visible, and he knew that he would never forget it in his life.

When Xiao Ye was young, he liked to snuggle up to his mother. Hearing her use substandard Chinese words, Xiao Ye was very good-looking, and he would definitely attract girls when he grew up.

When he goes to sleep at night, he always likes to get into his mother's arms, and his mother will hug him, pat him gently with her hands, and sing him a lullaby from his hometown.

Later, when he went to school, he was the monitor of the class. Every time he took the exam, he was No.1 in the class. He came home with a certificate of three good students and top ten on campus. His mother would always pick him up and turn around, saying that he was really great. up.

My father was not present at the birthday party. He asked my mother where my father had gone. My mother said that my father was very busy and was busy earning money for us to support us. We must be considerate of him.

Later, my mother got cancer, and it was only a few months from the diagnosis to her death. She took Xiao Ye's hand and said, "Mom can't be with you anymore. You have to grow up quickly, study hard, and be filial to your father."

The little boy was crying in front of his mother's hospital bed, his small body trembling, calling for his mother, but he could no longer see her smiling face...

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Yan Lan waited for a long time but did not wait for him to continue talking, she raised her head and looked at him suspiciously, "It's over?"

"It's over." Xiao Ye looked back at him lightly, "Otherwise, what else do you want to hear?"

"You..." Yan Lan has never seen such a fool, just a few words, and it's over? ?

"Okay, I'm tired, let's sleep..."

Before Xiao Ye finished speaking, Yan Lan straightened up from his arms and shouted: "I'm not tired!"

Xiao Ye: "..."

Then Yan Lan stood up and strode towards the cabinet to take out the photo album that Xiao's father gave him at noon, then strode back to the original position and opened it.

"...You," Xiao Ye looked away after seeing the sunny smiling face of the less than five-year-old child, and said helplessly to the boy beside him, "Didn't I tell you not to show it to me? "

"Hmph, I didn't show it to you," Yan Lan turned her head down, "I want to see it myself, you see how good-looking you were when you were young, and you look even better when you smile, how could you smile so cute back then? Woolen cloth!"

Xiao Ye originally wanted to keep silent, but after listening too much, he finally sighed softly, looked at the pictures of his childhood, and asked him: "Do you know why I smile when I take these pictures?"

"Why?" Yan Lan turned to him.

"Because my mother took these photos for me. When I was young, she liked to take me to play around, and she especially liked to take pictures of me. She said that I am very photogenic, especially when I smile."

"Brother Xiao," Yan Lan looked at him, "Do you have a picture of your mother?"

"Yes." Xiao Ye put down the photo album and got up and walked to the cabinet. Yan Lan held his photo album on his lap, and Xiao Ye brought the other one and handed it to him, "It's all in here."

Xiao Ye sat back beside Yan Lan, who eagerly opened the photo album and put it on his lap. On it, Xiao Ye's mother looked at them in various backgrounds, her bright smile was too beautiful to behold.

"Wow..." Yan Lan looked at the photos in the two albums together, she was so excited, "It's so beautiful!"

Xiao Ye didn't look at his own photos, but just kept looking at his mother. Many of the photos here were taken by his mother before he had him. She was more beautiful and charming then.

Yan Lan almost didn't stop talking non-stop every time he looked at a photo, Xiao Ye kept silent, he couldn't quite remember the last time he looked at this photo album, this time, after looking at every photo It was as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

The two of them saw Yan Lan yawning until finally he stopped. He went to the bathroom in a daze, and when he came out after taking a shower and drying his hair, Xiao Ye had put away the photo album and lay on the bed. Yan Lan went to lie beside him. , turn off the lights.

Xiao Ye seemed to have fallen asleep, and his breathing became very steady. Yan Lan quietly looked at his peaceful sleeping face, wondering when he would be able to smile to herself as beautifully as in the photo.

The next two days of military training will continue to listen to lectures for one and a half hours in the morning, followed by the training of stopping the transfer method, walking in unison, stepping forward, taking a break, and standing at attention.

During the intermission, Zhao Yu told Yan Lan that he was going to interview the host at noon, and the program had to go through a review before deciding whether he could perform at the welcome party.

Yan Lan lowered her voice and asked him, "Have you memorized the questions about military knowledge?"

Zhao Yu said: "Recite, it's a piece of cake."

The military training in the university is very different from the junior high school and high school in Yan Lan's impression. Of course, the written test is one of them. You have to memorize the relevant topics in the military knowledge book and answer the paper in the afternoon.

At noon, Yan Lan and Zhao Yu came to classroom 103 of Wenhan Building. A boy sitting at the door who seemed to be in a higher grade than them looked up at them and said, "Are you here to interview the host?"

"Yes." Yan Lan said.

"Well, it looks very pleasing to the eye, let's go in." The boy said listlessly leaning on the chair.

Yan Lan didn't realize what he said for a moment, Zhao Yu behind him held back a smile and asked, "Senior, do you want to participate in the interview if you like it?"

"Of course," the boy said casually, "we still have to go through the cutscenes, the hosting skills are the most important, understand? It's just that I think you are pleasing to the eye and can give you some points."

"Then, thank you senior." Yan Lan said with a smile.

In fact, he really wanted to say that he was quite pleasing to the eyes of this senior, because he was very handsome, and it would not be too much to describe him as "star-eyed, sword-like brows, with a nose like courage", but he dared not say such suspected molesting words .

The two walked into the classroom, and there were already more than a dozen people sitting in it. In the second row, there were three people with notebooks on the table in front of them. They looked like judges. One of the girls smiled at them and said, "You can find any Sit down, it starts at 12:30."

"Yes." Zhao Yu pulled Yan Lan to sit in the last row.

After disbanding at night, Yan Lan got into Xiao Ye's car and fell on top of him, hugging him with both hands.

"...What's the matter?" Xiao Ye's arms were bound, so he could only raise his hand to pat his forearm.

"Do you know how tired I am this day?" Yan Lan looked miserable, "What's even more annoying is that I will be so tired for at least seven days, no, ten days, 20 days, one month!"

"What happened?" Xiao Ye asked.

Although Yan Lan usually complained that the military training was tiring, it was the first time that he was so tired. He didn't answer Xiao Ye's words, but hugged him and didn't let go, which made Xiao Ye unable to drive, so he had to sit here with him.