Cross the sea

He really liked Li Chengyun for so long, but he could count the number of times he dreamed of Li Chengyun on one hand. The day before the meeting, he dreamed of Li Chengyun again.

The dream was even better than imagined. He and Li Chengyun wore linen shirts of the same color and walked in the seemingly endless fir forest. They were silent most of the time, until he himself said that the future wedding would be held in the woods , the voice was hoarse, as if he had chewed a handful of glass and swallowed it, which shocked him so badly.

But Li Chengyun didn't seem to care much, he hooked his little finger with the hand hanging beside him, He Zhen turned his head to look at Li Chengyun's face, saw Li Chengyun's mouth move, but he couldn't hear Li Chengyun's answer.

Because there was a sudden thunder at that time, and the lightning pierced through the dark rain clouds, and the cedar trees were illuminated.

He Zhen continued to ask for the answer, but Li Chengyun didn't say anything.

Hearing a woman's scream in a trance, He Zhen turned his head, and saw a woman in a dark blue dress standing in the distance amidst the crackling raindrops hitting the mud.

The dream woke up quickly, and He Zhen opened his eyes, facing the face of the woman sitting by the bed.

"Didn't I wake up when I left just now? Why did I fall asleep again?"

He Ping smiled at him, and put her dry palms on his arms, "Get up and tidy up, the car will come to pick you up in a while."

"Mom, is it raining outside?"

He Ping was stunned for a moment, and soon laughed again: "Is it a dream? The sun is shining outside today!"

He Zhen turned his head to look at the light coming from the gap in the curtains, and it shone brightly on the corner of the bed. Indeed, it wasn't raining, it was a sunny day.

"Which one should I wear better?"

He Ping stood up, took two thin sweaters on the hanger, and put them in front of her, comparing them back and forth, "It's better to wear a skirt? The main reason is that I'm afraid that I'll wear it too grandly, and it will make people look too uncomfortable." rusty."

He Ping looked at the haggard figure in the mirror, turned around and looked at He Zhen, with a nervous expression on her face: "Do you think I should go to the little girl who sells cosmetics next door and have her make up for me?"

"No, it's fine now."

He Zhen sat up and pointed to the white V-neck sweater, "Wear this one, it will definitely overwhelm the audience."

He Ping glared at him with a smile, and said in a low voice as she walked out, "Who is more attractive at a very old age?"

He Zhen sat on the bed and laughed, the back of his head was hot from the scorching light.

When he was about to leave, Hezhen changed into a white sweater, which was his first four-figure dress. He originally wanted to sell it, until she saw that Li Chengyun had a similar one.

I hope that Li Chengyun and him have a good heart, wear this one today, and Hezhen opens the door and gets in the car.

The driver, wearing rimless glasses, watched him in the rearview mirror, nodded and reminded him to buckle up.

Seeing that Hezhen fastened his seat belt, the driver said softly, "Then we're off."

The autumn sun seems to be more violent than midsummer. He Zhen sat in the back seat and smelled the leather seats in the car after being exposed to the sun.

Hezhen rolled down the car window a little, and the man who was driving glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and then said very politely: "There may be a lot of trucks after getting on the bridge, and there may be a lot of dust. Can I close the window first?" Can it be opened after getting off the bridge?"

He Ping sat beside him watching him, He Zhen smiled and closed the window.

The car was driving smoothly, He Zhen leaned on the seat and closed his eyes, he began to miss Li Chengyun who always stepped on the accelerator abruptly, and the smell of clean laundry detergent on his body.

The booked hotel is at the southernmost location, close to the provincial government. He Zhen and He Ping have never been to this kind of wealthy area. Watching over one's bag without admiring it.

He Ping looked out the window with her head sideways, sitting very straight, her hands on her knees twisted together, and she occasionally raised her hand to smooth the broken hair hanging down her cheeks.

This is the tension that you should have when you are about to enter a new life, but why are you nervous?

The car parked steadily at the entrance of the hotel, and the man who was waiting on the steps came down with a smile and offered to help He Ping open the car door.

He Ping's nervousness probably stems from the incompatibility of being soaked in the honey pot from the bitter vat, and he should be because of a guilty conscience.

Walking through the bright and dry air, He Zhen smiled at the man, who held He Ping's hand with gentle eyes.

"What are you still doing standing there, come here quickly."

The person standing in the shadows inside the door came out. He stood on the steps, his very dark eyes were unwavering.

They didn't have a tacit understanding, and Li Chengyun didn't wear that dress.

"Li...Student Li?"

He Ping froze in place, her voice rising slightly.

Li Chengyun came down from the steps and stood in front of He Ping with his back to the light. After a few seconds, his eyes widened a little, and his tone was somewhat surprised: "Auntie?"

He turned to look at He Zhen and asked him, "Why are you here?"

"Do you know?"

"roommate."

Li Chengyun looked away and summed up their relationship in two words.

Sensing the subtlety of the atmosphere, Li Xiangting put his arm around He Ping's shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go in and talk."

There is a very faint fragrance of jasmine in the hotel lobby, and the lights cast on the baroque windows, leaving deep and shallow light spots on the snow-white carpet.

He Zhen and Li Chengyun walked behind, and a waiter came over pushing the dining car. Li Chengyun turned slightly sideways, brushing He Zhen's skin with his fingers.

He Zhen couldn't help but look up at Li Chengyun's face, and felt that the person in front of him was so beautiful, so beautiful that he was unfamiliar.

He stretched out his hand to pull Li Chengyun's fingers, and the dry and warm touch stayed for less than a second before being thrown away.

Without giving up, he grabbed Li Chengyun's cuff again, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

Li Chengyun was finally willing to look back at him, Li Chengyun lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the white fingers that were clenched tightly on the cuffs.

"What's up?"

Li Chengyun asked him.

All the organs in the body seemed to be sinking, and the feeling of nausea in the car just now appeared again. He smiled at Li Chengyun and replied, "It's something."

Li Chengyun pulled the sleeves out of his hands, and the flat fabric was full of wrinkles. He glanced at He Zhen and said, "But I don't want to hear it."

When he walked into the private room, the table was already full of food, which He Zhen had never seen before, but there was only so much food in such a big plate.

The waiter stood next to him and asked if he wanted to change his glass of red wine after waking up. Li Xiangting asked He Ping if he could have some red wine. He Ping glanced at Li Chengyun who was sitting opposite, and felt her mouth was stuck, and finally became a little stiff nodded.

"At first, I only knew that Hezhen and you were in the same school, but I didn't expect you to be roommates."

Li Xiangting unfolded the napkin and handed it to He Ping, "After a while, you can move out of the dormitory and live at home."

Li Chengyun didn't speak. He cut the beef with a silver fork, and the scarlet blood mixed with the soup dripped on the plate. He Ping opened his mouth, and finally he just stammered, "No, it's convenient for him to live in school."

Li Chengyun seemed to be in charge, he ate the beef slowly, and occasionally the fork made a sharp noise across the porcelain plate.

After the main course was finished, Li Chengyun wiped his mouth, took a sip of red wine, leaned back in his chair, and called out to He Ping who was sitting across from her.

"I want to ask how much of your time with my father is because of money?"

Li Xiangting's face darkened, and he told Li Chengyun to shut up in a low voice, but Li Chengyun just smiled, "I know it's rude to ask like this, but I also hope you can understand my son's feelings."

The fork in He Ping's hand fell to the ground. She bent down to pick it up, but she couldn't reach it anyway. The waiter hurriedly came over and said to give her a new one. The corner of the table, the sound is very loud.

"Li Chengyun, do you know what an elder is?"

Li Xiangting reached out to help He Ping, but He Ping's face was flushed, but she kept waving her hands and said she was fine.

"I know you... Your father is with me. As a son, you must have a lot of concerns. You may think that I am greedy for money, or have other ideas."

He Ping finally raised her head and looked at Li Chengyun. Her tied hair had been loosened, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"It is impossible to say that economic conditions are not considered at all. I am also a human being. I have children. I am worthless, but the children are innocent.

Hezhen has never asked me for anything since he was a child, it's not that he doesn't want it, but he knows that I can't give it..."

He Ping pursed her lips, clenched her hands next to the dinner plate and loosened them, "Your father's conditions are very good, I may not be worthy of him in this respect, but I can guarantee that I will let your father Be happy, I will take care of him wholeheartedly when I am sick, and I will never do anything wrong for him.”

After speaking such a long paragraph, He Ping let out a long breath. She lowered her eyes and smiled and said, "Although I don't know if you are satisfied with my answer, I am telling the truth. I am only at this age. , I suddenly wanted a home."

Li Chengyun didn't care about the answer, he just felt that He Ping and He Zhen had the same eyes, which were confusing when they lowered slightly.

"I'm asking for my dad, as long as he likes it."

Li Chengyun picked up the goblet and raised it to He Ping, "Auntie, would you like to drink a little, the degree is not high."

He Ping was still not used to Li Chengyun's moodiness. Seeing Li Chengyun's wine glass held up in the air, she paused for a few seconds before realizing it. She picked up the glass with both hands, acting strangely.

"I haven't asked yet, how did you and my dad meet?"

Li Chengyun's lips were stained red by the wine, "My dad doesn't seem to go to school very much."

The broken bone plate in He Zhen's hand fell to the ground, along with the mobile phone quietly in his pocket. He got into the tablecloth to pick it up, and at the same time, Li Chengyun, who squatted down together, appeared.

There was a faint light on the screen of the mobile phone. Li Chengyun looked at He Zhen, and the black bell hanging around his neck ran out, dangling on his chest.

"I went to work near your school that day, and there happened to be a parking space in front of Auntie's supermarket. When I was about to leave, I found out that the rear tire of the car had a flat tire."

Li Xiangting's voice was very low, and he paused for a few seconds. He suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "Now that I think about it, the fate between me and your aunt has something to do with Hezhen. I remember that Hezhen wanted me to go to the supermarket. Sit and rest."

The light of the phone dimmed, as if the air was being squeezed, He Zhen's heart was trembling, and he didn't dare to look up.

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