poor guy

On the day of departure, Wen Yeyan went downstairs to pick up Shen Lian from the Shen family. When a sneaky figure came, he hurriedly dragged Wen Yeyan away, as if someone was chasing after him.

"Why do you look like a thief?" Wen Yeyan asked with a smile.

"You are too conspicuous." Shen Lian said, "If you are seen, you will ask."

"Can't others know that you're going back to your hometown?"

"Don't let them know that I'm going to worship my mother." Shen Lian said calmly.

I don't know how much heartache is hidden in this sentence.

"What are you afraid of?" Wen Yeyan held Shen Lian's hand tightly, "I'm here."

Shen Lian nodded vigorously, Wen Yeyan is omnipotent.

Before setting off, you have to go to the market to buy incense candles, paper money firecrackers, and food for sacrifices.

Wen Yeyan had never touched on these things before, so he asked Shen Lian about their uses in a very novel way.

"It can be used after burning the dead." Shen Lian said dryly, "Then it will protect us."

Wen Yeyan was quite happy, "It's really easy to make money after death."

"It needs to be burned more." Shen Lian said strictly, "The inflation is very high down here."

After buying these, Shen Lian also ordered a sickle.

"Be careful." Wen Yeyan refused to let him take it, "How dangerous it is."

"The sickle was broken last year." Shen Lian said, "Last year I could only pull weeds with my hands, and my hands hurt."

"Cut...grass?" Wen Yeyan's eyes were blank.

Before he could ask why he wanted to mow the grass, Shen Lian took him into a bus that was not young.

They sat in the last row. There were not many people in the car, but there was a strange mixture of leather, food and body odor, and Wen Yeyan frowned.

Shen Lian opened the window for him, and whispered: "It's a bit far away, and it's dirty, do you want to go back?"

"It's okay." Wen Yeyan asked Shen Lian to get closer to him so that he could smell him, "It's fine if you smell good."

Shen Lian sniffed his wrist, but there was no other smell.

The car started, the smell of exhaust came in from the window, Wen Yeyan groaned, and leaned his face against Shen Lian's head.

Shen Lian squeezed her hands comfortingly.

This bus is similar to a bus, the difference is that it stops at the beckoning, and it stops five times on a certain road. With the addition of smell, Wen Yeyan's physique, which was not motion sickness originally, has a motion sickness reaction, and his handsome face reveals Weakness, not to mention how distressing it is.

On the contrary, Shen Lian, a person with motion sickness, didn't get dizzy because he always paid attention to him.

"Oranges, eat some." Shen Lian broke open the oranges with bare hands, and the sour taste splashed out, making Wen Yeyan feel better.

Wen Yeyan opened his mouth and asked Shen Lian to feed it in. He ate half of it, and let Shen Lian eat the rest.Shen Lian didn't eat, and held it next to Wen Yeyan's face so that he could smell it.

There were more people in the car, and it gradually became noisy. Wen Yeyan took off his coat and covered his head, leaned on Shen Lian's shoulder, and held his hand.

Shen Lian couldn't see his movements, but he could guess what he was doing from the soft touch on the back of his hand, so Shen Lian moved two fingers, pinched those two lips, and laughed silently.

Four or ten minutes later, I finally got out of the car. Wen Yeyan fell asleep halfway through, her hair curled up, messy and handsome, and when she got out of the car, everyone in the car was watching her.

"Where is this...?" Wen Yeyan looked at the wilderness around him in confusion.

"Go here." Shen Lian led the way, went down a ditch, and walked into the mountain road along a small ridge.

"There are even mountains here." Young Master Wen stepped on the dirt with his five-figure shoes, and kept his balance awkwardly.

"Slow down." Shen Lian opened the way ahead with a sickle.

Going deeper, there are only mountains, rocks, vegetation, and no trace of human existence.

"Your mother was buried here?" Wen Yeyan was incredulous. In his perception, people were gone, either cremated into a handful of ashes, or buried in public offerings. Their current actions were like exploring in the mountains.

"I have to go one more time." Shen Lian said, "Be careful, don't get scratched."

It took another ten minutes to walk. In fact, the distance is not long, but it is steep. Be very careful when climbing up. If you step on the air and fall down, it is no joke.

Wen Yeyan couldn't help being startled, if it is said that Shen Lian came all these years alone, what kind of courage did the little him once have to walk through the weeds that could drown him?Isn't he afraid?

"I'm afraid." Shen Lian replied, and at the same time stomped down the weeds hard to let Wen Yeyan go easier, "But if I don't come, no one will burn incense for my mother."

Wen Yeyan looked at Shen Lian's back silently, her chest seemed to be blocked, only sourness was surging.

"Ah, it's just ahead."

To be honest, Wen Ye Yan didn't see any difference between the place Shen Lian pointed out and the surrounding area. It wasn't until Shen Lian mowed the weeds that he saw a mound in front of him. What could be called a tombstone had been destroyed by time and muddy water. It was so mottled that it couldn't be colored, and a few crooked characters could be vaguely seen engraved on it.

"This... this..." Wen Yeyan was speechless.

"You go over there." Shen Lian pointed him to a flat place, "Be careful of bugs."

Wen Yeyan stepped forward, took his sickle, and mowed the grass without saying a word.

Feeling warm in Shen Lian's heart, he cleaned up the front of the stele and laid out tributes.

Wen Yeyan's movements were quick, and after a while the area around the tomb became much tidier. He came to Shen Lian's side, and said in a dull voice, "I didn't expect your mother's tomb to look like this."

"Most of the tombs in our country are like this." Shen Lian's tone was as usual, "I just heard that my mother's feng shui is not very good here. She is alone here, will she be lonely?"

"Where's Dad?"

"On the other side, it will take a long time to walk there." Shen Lian said that his father was buried in the same place as the ancestors of the Shen family.

"Why should we separate?"

"They don't like my mother." Shen Lian started to burn incense, and the smoke scorched his immature face, "But I buried my father's watch by the side, and my father also has mother's comb."

It was the only thing the weakling could do.

Wen Yeyan's mind was complicated, he even just thought of Shen Lian being treated unfairly when he was eating, drinking and having fun in the past, and he felt pain like a knife.

"Did you engrave the words on the tombstone?" Wen Yeyan asked.

"Yeah." Shen Lian was a little embarrassed, "I carved it when I was a child. It's crooked and it's hard to change. Can you see what the characters are?"

"The tomb of Lu Miaoer. Your mother's name is really nice." Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian laughed, "Yes."

"Let me help you carve it deeper." Wen Yeyan said, he desperately wanted to do something for Shen Lian, but he didn't have any tools at hand, so he had to search on the spot, and found a sharp stone a few meters away. Turning around, he saw Shen Lian kneeling in front of the grave.

That body is thin and thin, standing quietly in this mountain forest, so small, revealing an indescribable loneliness.

Wen Yeyan's nasal cavity was sour.

Shen Lian held three sticks of incense in his hand, bowed devoutly three times, and put the incense in front of the stele.

"Give me three sticks too." Wen Yeyan said, "I'll say hello to Auntie."

Shen Lian gave it to him.

Wen Yeyan knelt down next to Shen Lian, and Shen Lian couldn't help being surprised.

He closed his eyes and said in his heart: Hello, auntie, my name is Wen Yeyan, I am Shen Lian’s friend, thank you for letting him be born in this world, I like him very much, I will protect him from now on, at least let him take Get back what's yours.

Opening his eyes, Shen Lian looked at him curiously.

After Wen Ye smoked the incense, Shen Lian asked, "What did you say to my mother?"

"Tell her who I am."

"I've said it all."

"Oh? What did you say?" Wen Ye asked with a smile.

"Say you are Wen Yeyan." Shen Lian muttered.

"It's really not particular. How can your mother like me if you introduce it like this?"

"Why do you like you?" Shen Lian came to his senses and immediately complained, "Mom, this person always wants to be my father, he's bad and impolite."

"Why don't I say hello to you?" Wen Yeyan bumped into him deliberately, and the two got into a fight.

Shen Lian couldn't compare to him, stood up and patted his knees, and snorted depressingly.

Wen Yeyan changed her squatting position, began to carve words on the tombstone, and asked Shen Lian casually: "Your parents left, did they really leave you nothing?"

"I don't know." Shen Lian washed his hands with a little mineral water, then peeled the oranges for Wen Yeyan to eat, "Anyway, it's not mine anymore."

Wen Yeyan paused, and suddenly realized that perhaps Shen Lian knew everything, but he was helpless.

"Little Shen Lian'er." Wen Yeyan called out.

Shen Lian looked, Wen Yeyan smiled at him, that smile was like the breeze in the forest, shaking the leaves and heartstrings.

"I'm here," he said.

However, after they returned to the town from the countryside, Wen Yeyan received bad news.

"Grandma is in the hospital." Wen Yeyan was absent-minded for a moment, and then called a car to run to the hospital without saying a word.

The neighbor said that Mrs. Ji fainted suddenly. For a person of her age, the word "sudden" is not a good word.

"Don't worry, don't worry, nothing will happen." Shen Lian held Wen Yeyan's hand in a low voice to comfort her.

The response was a painful buckle.

Rushing to the hospital and finding the ward, the sweaty two saw old lady Ji sitting on the hospital bed calmly chatting with the next bed.

"Where did you go wild?" Mrs. Ji still had the same harsh tone, except for her different background, she was no different from at home.

"You..." Wen Yeyan finally took a breath, "Are you okay?"

"It's just fainting caused by high blood pressure." She was as plain as if it was just hypoglycemia. "The weather has been hot and cold recently, it's normal."

"Is it really all right?" Wen Yeyan was skeptical.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital later." The old lady Ji was impatient, "Go buy me some fruit, my mouth is bitter."

"Let me have a rest." Wen Yeyan slumped on the chair weakly, "The marathon is not so tiring..."

Shen Lian wiped the oranges and said to Mrs. Ji: "Grandma ate oranges, and there is one left."

Old Mrs. Ji smiled softly, "Little Shen, just let grandma hold it."

Shen Lian gave it to her.

The old lady Ji held the orange, and her gentle eyebrows and eyes seemed to make her look older.

She motioned for the water on the table to ask Shen Lian to pour it for a drink, and Shen Lian poured it for Wen Yeyan to drink first.

Wen Yeyan held her wrist and drank half a glass, then pulled Shen Lian onto her lap and hugged her, leaning on her shoulder, her eyes closed.

Shen Lian: "Hello."

"Take a break."

The old lady Ji looked at the two people who were tired and crooked, and frowned slightly, "There is something wrong."

Shen Lian also said, "There is something wrong."

"Hmm." Wen Yeyan hugged him even tighter.

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