Yanyun Fengyue

The train hummed into the station, and the towering TV tower of Yanyun City could be seen in the distance. Lu Jingyun took the windbreaker from the hanger, and Huai Yan helped him put it on, "Mr. Lu, let's go to the hospital to treat the wound."

"I won't go out with you. After the car stops, you go first." Lu Jingyun actually thought that this car should never have an end, but at this moment they can only part ways, "If anything happens, go directly to Shumofang Go to Tailor Song at the nearby Sam Leather Goods Store, and he will help you."

Huai Yan was silent, he had tasted something from his taboo and caution, "Sir, will I cause you trouble?"

"No." Lu Jingyun blurted out, he may feel that the words are not convincing, and he added firmly: "If you believe me, then do this."

"If the officer gets hurt again because of these things, I will definitely not appreciate it." Huai Yan made it clear.

Lu Jingyun pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes were clear and gentle, "No...you can go."

The train stopped slowly on the platform, Huai Yan walked a few steps towards the door with the sound of the brakes, and couldn't help but look back, Lu Jingyun was watching him silently, Huai Yan stared at him for a moment, then turned around and ran to hug him waist, he boldly thought, since Chief Lu had already kissed him, it shouldn't matter if he just hugged him.

Lu Jingyun's shoulders are very broad, but his waist is narrow and thin. When Huai Yan hugged him, he could feel the elasticity and warmth of his muscles. He originally wanted to hug him lightly and leave, but he At this moment, he couldn't let go, and when he forced himself to leave, Lu Jingyun's hand covered his back, hugging him even tighter.

"What's the matter?" Huai Yan heard Lu Jingyun's voice was very soft and soft, different from his usual calm and calm, at this time his voice seemed to be floating in the clouds, like a leopard gently sniffing the peonies in the spring field .

"...No...it's nothing." Huai Yan was tickled by his breath, he slowly withdrew from his embrace, and saw that Lu Jingyun's face was a little red under the sun, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and Huai Yan was also red He opened the door with a straight face and walked out, thinking a little reproachfully, why did he ask what's wrong...he just wanted to hug him...does this need a reason?When he kissed himself, he didn't explain it.

Yanyun is also the time when the grass grows and the warblers fly. The catkins and poplars are flying wantonly. According to Lu Jingyun's instructions, Huai Yan rented an apartment near the production team in Beicheng and hired two bodyguards. He originally wanted to live in the apartment directly. I went to the crew, but when I went back to the alley to pack my things, Xiaobing’s mother’s condition worsened again. The pulmonary hospital in Beicheng was famous, so Huai Yan still rented a house, persuaded the old lady to go to the hospital, and asked Xiaobing to move to his apartment. This is convenient for food delivery and care.

Huai Yan was on the crew preparing for the filming, while Liang Wenmo had free time. He helped with many things. Since the last time, Huai Yan also understood why Liang Wenmo was so troubled about irrelevant things... He persuaded I asked Liang Wenmo not to worry about it several times, but the man was still determined to help.

Huai Yan decided to find an opportunity to make things clear to Liang Wenmo that he could no longer accept his help without restriction. When the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, he left the film crew to the hospital early and planned to ask Liang Wenmo to have a meal.

"Huai Yan, the old lady left, two hours ago..." Liang Wenmo was already waiting at the door of the ward, and the beds inside had already been emptied, "I called the crew just now, and I knew you were here when you were not there. "

"..." Huai Yan was stunned, tears rolling down his face, he choked up and said, "I came over last week, and Xiao Bing said he's getting better."

Seeing him crying, Liang Wenmo felt pain in his heart, so he couldn't help stepping forward to wipe away the tears, "This is tuberculosis...it's not so easy to cure. Let's go, go see the old man for a ride."

Huai Yan sat in the car in a daze, he remembered that when Ermao and Xiaobing were rescued, blood was streaming from his head, but no one could afford the medicine, it was Xiaobing's mother who used a simple method to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds.Xiao Bing's family has always been in short supply, but during the Chinese New Year, when she fried rice cakes and made dumplings, she always had to give herself two more, "Brother Yan is so young, and he is alone, and when he is tired after carrying all his work, he will go to Da Niang's house for dinner... ..."

The catkins were blown by the wind and rolled on the ground, gathered into large and small pompoms wrapped in soil, and then kicked away by the hurried footsteps. The orange lights in the narrow alley were first lit, and Huai Yan and Liang Wenmo walked to the crowded place. In front of the yard, amidst the low whimpers, a baby's cry sounded, and someone shouted happily: "It's a boy!"

Huai Yan pushes through the crowd and walks to the courtyard, he sees Xiao Bing whispering farewell to the old lady, Ju Xiang's room is lit, and Er Mao is anxiously looking in through the window.The people who came to express their condolences were also attracted by the loud and powerful crying of the baby, and there were some gratified smiles on the face with tears, one sad and one happy, one coming and one going, all within this square inch.

It turns out that hope is eternal.Huai Yan was filled with endless emotion amidst grief, turned to look at Liang Wenmo, Liang Wenmo was also fascinated, he observed everyone's expressions, and then said in a low voice, "It's so vivid."

"What?" Huai Yan didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing..." Liang Wenmo pulled Huai Yan out of the crowd, "I have something to ask you."

"In my next book, I want to write about the remains of scholars in the Ming Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River. I plan to go to the south of the Yangtze River to collect information. I may have to leave Yanyun for a while." The two walked to a slightly secluded corner, and Liang Wenmo said: "Originally planned I left some time ago, but because of the little soldier, I temporarily put it on hold... Now that the old man has passed away, it's time for me to leave."

"Wen Mo, I'm really bothering you these days..." Huai Yan remembered that Liang Wenmo always stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth, and going out by himself really can't make people feel at ease, so he asked, "Are you alone?"

Liang Wenmo smiled, "If you come, you won't be alone."

"I really want to go to Jiangnan, but the crew really can't leave." Huai Yan looked at him guiltily, "I haven't had time to thank you for your help... When you come back, I will definitely treat you to a meal at Ziyan Pavilion."

"We've known each other for so long, and yet we still see each other like this...Your acting well is the greatest reward for me." Liang Wenmo looked at him intently, feeling a little irritated in his heart, he took out the key of Bieyuan and put it in his hands Li, "The manuscripts of this novel that is being serialized are all divided up on the desk. Help me mail it to the magazine chapter by chapter every week, and I will definitely pay a fine for the manuscript."

"Don't worry about it, it will be mailed on time." Huai Yan put the key in his pocket, raised his eyes and said seriously: "Wen Mo must take care of himself, I heard that there is friction between the two ends of the river from time to time."

"Are you worried about me?" Liang Wenmo took two steps closer, with a wrist around his waist, "If something happens to me, will you be sad?"

"Wen Mo, don't say such things." Huai Yan saw that there was moisture in his eyes, he always felt that there was something in his words, but he couldn't figure it out.

Liang Wenmo sensed that he wanted to step back, and exerted more force on his arms. He said in a low voice, "Huai Yan, my father's health is not very good... I saw Xiao Bingniang like this today, and I..." he said , Tears fell, and he took Huaiyan into his arms and buried his head in his neck, "Although you haven't responded to me, maybe you can borrow a hug between friends?"

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My family, I've been too busy recently, so I'm sorry for the delay!