heart to wild

On the weekend, Yu Dian took his beloved sister Manman to grandma's house.

Cong Jia is so quiet, the old house's maids and gardeners come to work on a regular basis every day, the huge house is as quiet as no one lives in it, when Ding Yuan came last time, she brought an orange-billed and black-feathered mynah.

It was a bird who had attended school and knew how to greet its owner in Chinese, English and Cantonese: "Hello, hello, thunder monkey."

When Yu Dian heard it for the first time, the melon seeds in his hand fell to the ground in shock.

The dog is probably asleep, and the only birds in the house are calling at the moment.

Cong Jia is in good spirits today, she seems to be sober, and she is playing with birds in the garden while pinching her pink Danko nails.

"Sparrow, Sparrow."

The gentle tone is the accent of a young lady from central Guangdong in Laogang films.

Yu Dian put his footsteps full, walked to the corridor and stopped, looking almost obsessively at Cong Jia's back wrapped in Dai Li's cheongsam.

When I was a child, I lived in an old house, and Yu Dian was dressed up like a young master in the Republic of China by Cong Jia. When watching TV, I always felt that I actually grew up in the era when the story of "Love in a Fallen City" took place.

Grandpa was there at that time, and Yu Junhe was strict with his son, but he loved and pampered his little grandson to the utmost.

To be honest, after being spoiled for so many years, Yu Dian can still grow into his current limp temperament, even his mother is occasionally surprised.

"Grandma." He finally couldn't hold back, stood on tiptoe, and whispered to attract the woman's attention.

Cong Jia looked back at him, his pupils reflected the color of the water, and called out "Dian Dian" gently, and the mynah behind him seemed to have been flipped by some switch, and soared in a high-pitched voice.

"Click! Let's eat! Let's eat! Let's eat!"

Sister Manman smiled and spoke in the room behind her: "Dinner! Master! Master! Dinner!"

When she was in the old house, Sister Manman always preferred to call him "Young Master", perhaps because the environment here made her more likely to think of her home in the hot tide on the southern coast.

People lazily stepped out of the street in slippers, quickly speaking dialects that outsiders could not understand. The old clothesline cut the blue sky between the handshake buildings. Waiting for the hardworking children to return home under the bamboo tube house.

But the hometown in her memory should have nothing to do with Cong Jia except for the hot and humid climate.

The eldest lady of the orthodox martial arts family, married to a businessman's family in the north as his second wife, and never returned home in her life, but she brought the subtropical climate to this small house with four distinct seasons, which was born with her and accompanied her all her life. lazy.

Yu Qiyun doesn't like her, it must be because Wang Jiawei saw too little of her when he was young.

Yu Dian really likes those colorful old movies, and also likes Cong Jia.

As long as you can be next to grandma, it doesn't matter if he doesn't talk and turns into a saw-jawed gourd.

But at lunch, Sister Manman, who was used to the young master chirping like a bird, couldn't help being lonely amidst the silent clinking of cups and cups, and asked him if there was anything interesting happening at school recently.

Yu Dian thought about it, and there was nothing interesting, but there was one thing that no one had thought of.

The vernal equinox is the day when the swallow returns from the south, and it is also Charlotte's birthday.

Ban Hua's birthday was not as extravagant as the eldest lady's. She only invited a few close friends to watch a movie together, and then had an exquisite dinner.

Yu Dian and He Dan were the only classmates who had a good relationship with her to be invited.

In the evening, Yu Dian was coaxed by a girl to go to the self-service area to pick desserts, while He Dan stayed in the seat by the window, and she confessed his love.

"Charolo."

The boy's eyes behind the short-sighted lens opened a little wider, and it took him a long time to roll his Adam's apple. He apologized and said seriously, "I don't have that kind of thought about you."

"I know." The girl smiled.

"I just wanted you to know."

Although it's okay if you don't know, I hope you don't be afraid after you know it. I just hope that if I didn't say it last semester, I can help her when I grow up a little bit.

For me and her, this is a stress-free period, which makes me laugh when I think about it, and a very light emotional sustenance.

And letting you know that someone is simply, without reason, keeping you in mind for a long time, neither long nor short, is not to make you feel stressed.

I have been liked like this before, and now I am very grateful to that person, and I always feel warm when I think about it, so I hope that the person I like can also be happy for a moment.

After all, being able to be liked by Xia Luoluo is really a big profit.

Just kidding.

It really takes courage to confess. People who secretly like you are always very easy to move yourself, but I still hope that at some point in the future, when you are unhappy, you can remember that there was someone in the world who liked you very much, just because you are you.

Then you can have a little more courage to face this shit world.

So don't be burdened.

I have been secretly in love with someone in an empty place for a long time, and I always want to hear even a little echo, even if it is rejected, it doesn't matter.

I like you, just like you.I want to say it, please take the time to listen.

Thank you.

In the new week, Xia Luoluo suddenly cut off her enviable long fluttering hair.

Her new hairstyle is only slightly longer than Faye Wong's short hair in "Chungking Express".

Beauty is God's creation, and the same hairstyle is still the same weirdness after decades.

Everyone looked at her in silence, but the girl's eyebrows were curved and her smile was brighter than ever.

The deskmate opened his mouth to talk to her, but he didn't know how to speak.

But Charlotte blinked, still as understanding as before.

"I watched Wong Kar Wai recommended by Yudian at the weekend," she said.

The man is afraid of sighing and is at a loss.

Women are afraid of holding their chins, and lovesickness will become a disaster.

Sighing, Yu Dian stood on the rooftop with Xia Luoluo, who was holding his chin.

"Do you still like him?" Yu Dian asked.

Charlotte smiled, and seemed to find his question interesting, so she repeated it.

"I still like him."

Secret love is not easy, sigh a little.

"It's so hard to like someone," he said.

I don't want to be close to him all the time, sit together and listen to him.Say anything.

But I dare not tell him, for fear that his heartbeat might not match mine.It is also impossible to agree.

Xia Luoluo stood with him to blow the wind, looking at the clouds like Faye Wong lying on the container looking at Tony Leung, with a smile in his tone.

"This is an elective course that is destined not to get full marks, have you taken it yet?"

During the questioning, Faye Wong changed back to Xia Luoluo again.

"How to Love Someone".Have you chosen yet?

I chose it.

"Good intentions."

Grandma was a little confused again, and called out a name it didn't recognize to Quezai.

After waking up, Diandian lay at her feet, trying to catch the bird.

"Bad stuff!"

"Tap! Bad stuff!"

Yu Dian, who was innocently scolded by the bird flapping its wings, turned around and ran back to his room, and took a photo of Yu Zisheng's bedroom, because the other party just sent a message on QQ, asking him what eight or nine-year-old boys usually think about What.

Yu Dian is 15 years old, and there is also a generation gap with the little boy, but his bedroom in the old house just happens to stop at the younger age of eight or nine.

He took a picture of Yu Zisheng's bookcase stuffed with comic books and messy toys, the balcony with flowers, and finally the immature post-it notes pasted on the bedside that were later reinforced by Cong Jia.

“Like milk without guilt”

"The teacher asked me to play a cactus but I want to play a prince"

"Brother is a dog"

"I successfully failed today"

“Dian Dian is so cute”

There was no reply for a long time.

Are you posting too many photos?

Yu Dian long-pressed the picture and found that the "Undo" button has exceeded the time limit.

"Is there any reference value?" He dawdled for a long time before sending out half a question.

"It seems not." The other party replied quickly.

With his heart beating out of balance, Yu Dian slipped from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed with his mouth curled up, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and received the second message in dejection.

"Because Diandian is too cute."

He is cuter than most eight or nine-year-old boys in the world.

The phone was turned upside down on the bed sheet in a panic, and Yu Dian lay down together with a blushing face, the sound of the heartbeat thundering beside her ears.

He even forgot to tell Yu Zisheng that the Diandian he wrote on the post-it note was not himself, but the little puppy in his family, Diandian.

But it really doesn't matter if you tell me or not.

Because at this moment, on the other side of Yancheng, Yu Zisheng, who was entangled by his little cousins, was looking at the phone photo in the corner of the bookcase awarded to "Kindergarten" amidst the screams of children running around the room. "Best Child" certificate, the corners of his mouth were so curved that he couldn't get rid of it.

He seemed to be asking the wrong people, but forever asking the right people.

The cutest child in Yancheng.

After a lunch break, I helped my grandma back to the house for an afternoon nap.

Cong Jia closed her eyes sleepily, but he stayed by the bed watching her, reluctant to leave.

Yu Dian's voice was very small, as if he was telling a secret.

"Grandma, brother seems to be having a baby."

Grandma didn't respond to him, but he seemed to have found a safe tree hole, and whispered beside Cong Jia's pillow.

That day I ran into Yu Chen by chance, and at the weekend, Yu Dian couldn't hold back and sneaked to the hospital again.

With the intention of coming here in vain, he saw the backs of those two people again in the obstetrics and gynecology department like a god.

He also heard Yu Chen call his sister "fenfen".

I don't know which fenfen it is, is it fragrant and fragrant, or is it snowing in the evening.

While Yu Chen was going to the cafeteria to buy food, Yu Dian quietly stood outside the ward where he came out, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to turn around and leave.

——But after turning around, he was taken aback by the figure standing behind him for an unknown amount of time.

The girl is thinner than she looks from a distance, and her round belly makes her even thinner. She is even thinner than the Gu Zi I saw for the first time last semester.

But her eyes were bright, shining like stars.

"Do you know me?" she asked with a smile.

Peeping was caught, Yu Dian blushed and shook his head.

The girl said clearly: "Then you know Yu Chen?"

Yu Dian lowered his head and said nothing, the girl rubbed his little head with a smile, her soft voice sounded like comforting: "Help me back, please? Thank you."

Unlike the big-eyed and small-faced Internet celebrity sisters in the scandal of the young master of the Yu family, this sister's facial features are not outstanding at first glance.

She was too thin, and her lips were a disturbing blue.But the temperament is very comfortable, and I can't help but want to laugh with her when I look at it.

Zuo Fen.Fenmu Fen.

Yu Dian saw the name on her bedside.

It turned out that it wasn't Fragrant Fenfen, nor Mu Xuefeng.

"It's the name of a kind of fragrant wood." She blinked playfully, "It's the same name as a talented woman from the Western Jin Dynasty, but I only have the appearance like her."

The harem of Emperor Wu of Jin, who was famous for fame, had tens of thousands of beauties. Zuo Fen was ugly and thin, and often lived in a small room.

Yu Dian wrote only about Sima Guang smashing tanks, but not about Luoyang Zhigui Zuo Si, let alone that talented younger sister who had a bleak late life.

The silly elementary school scum only thought that a talented woman must be beautiful, so he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled at Sister Fenfen.

He really thinks she is beautiful, Yu Chen's vision is rare.

"Sister, is it a little sister or a little brother in your belly?"

Yu Dian looked curiously at the baby who was about to break the girl's waist.

What kind of messed up seniority is this.

Zuo Fen endured a smile and said, "It's my sister."

Sister.It turned out to be my sister.

Yu Dian swallowed his saliva, inexplicably at a loss.

And Zuo Fen observed him for a while, then suddenly asked: "Do you want to hear her voice? She is kicking me now."

"is it okay?"

"Yes you can."

Yu Dian blinked, approached nervously, and then cautiously approached her sister's belly.

It seems that there is a real sound.

He opened his mouth wide open miraculously, and his heart was filled with inconceivable emotion.

He thought, no one knows, and no one cares, but I am going to be a little uncle.

"grandmother."

Yu Dian whispered, "Mom said, I wanted you to name my sister back then. What did you choose?"

Cong Jia was already fast asleep and couldn't answer him.

Yu Dian rested his chin on the bed for a while, when he suddenly heard grandma talking in his sleep.

Miao Yi.

Beautiful Miao, beautiful Yi.Good words superimposed, double blessing.

Yu Dian couldn't recognize Fen Fen and Yi Yun, but he recognized his sister's name immediately.

He tilted his head and couldn't help laughing softly: "Grandma, she will hate you when she is punished to write her name."

On the contrary, you can refer to the fact that Yu Dian was fined by the teacher to write his name a hundred times when he spoke in class. Although he was in tears at the time, compared with the classmate "Ge Hanlin" next to him, it was probably Yu Dian's love for Qi Yun. early peak.

"Grandma." He couldn't help calling again.

"I've been in love with someone since last winter."

Yu Dian rubbed his blood-red earlobes, as if he wanted to share all his secrets this afternoon.

"But I'm not going to tell him just yet."

But in fact... I still told him.

Yu Dian didn't have the courage of Charlotte, but he confessed in a child's way.

The naive little Yudian secretly downloaded back the WeChat he was not used to at night, and shared a song of Deshan’s favorite Li Wenshi from his niche music platform to Moments. can be heard."

But that was a Moments dynamic that he set to be visible only to one person.

He didn't have the courage to wait for the likes and dislikes of a little heart next to a name, and silently quit WeChat after sending it. After reinstalling, he picked out a diary app with a clean page from his various software.

It is difficult to like someone, but this is a required course for growth, and Yu Dian is working hard to learn.

And Libra's sense of ritual made him decide to learn to clock in from this day.

Day1, Day2...

Children like to superimpose thickness with dates, but grandma's time is not divided by seasons and days.

Cong Jia always likes to say: "The meal is over again."

Diandian asked next to him, "What's for the next meal?"

Sister Manman read the name of the dish in a slow and slow manner, and the sparrow on the balcony imitated her in a high-pitched voice, which made Maltese on the ground dizzy and wanted to catch the bird again.

When the spring is good, they are all quietly looking forward to the arrival of a new life.