[Comprehensive] I eloped with Jiao Rong

Lin Yuanxun stared at the photo album in Hong Leng's hand.On the opened page of the album are photos of Hong Jiaodong when he was about four or five years old.

The Hong Jiao Dong in the photo is different from his current handsome appearance. The four or five-year-old boy has no obvious burn scar on his face with baby fat.He stood blankly in the middle of the room, his short half-silver and half-red hair curled up in a mess, his expression was a bit immature and dazed, and the tip of his nose was slightly red.

Little Jiao Dong was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt dress that seemed a bit outdated now.The long skirt was dragged from the boy's body to the ground, and the short sleeves were worn by him into middle sleeves, revealing two white and thin arms under the sleeves.The boy looks delicate by nature, and he looks like a little girl in a skirt.

Below the photo was a small sticker that read: "Josh, [-], at home."

"Ah, I didn't expect this to be the one I opened..." He was stunned for a moment, covered his lips and smiled, his brows and eyes were soft, "I remember that day I went out to do errands, and I was supposed to go home in the afternoon, but because of something Delayed, I went back at night. Jiao Dong was only four years old at the time, and was very clingy to me. Before I got home, I went to the closet to find clothes with the smell of my usual perfume and put them on..."

"When I went home at night, Aunt Meihezi told me that Jiao Dong couldn't wait for me, so she cried secretly by herself. Then I coaxed him for a long time." She softly stroked the child in the photo with her fingertips, "This picture Aunt Miwako secretly took the photo for me to see. Thinking about it now, it is really a precious memory..."

Lin Yuanxun listened quietly to Hong Leng recalling the past, and his heart softened.

Hong Jiaodong was sitting at the table, holding a plate and looking at the two of them, his ears were all red.He found out that when Hong Leng showed Lin Yuanxun a picture of him wearing Hong Leng's clothes when he was a child, he actually wanted to stop Lin Yuanxun from continuing to look at it.But when he watched his mother recall those extremely rare and little bits of happiness in the past, Hong Jiaodong gave up the idea of ​​stopping.

At the side, Hong Xiaxiong had squeezed into Hong Jiaodong's side at some point.He grabbed his younger brother's shoulders, leaned into his ear and said with experience: "Jiao Dong, let her see it. I have experience in this matter. Generally, after seeing the photos of your embarrassing things when you were young, most girlfriends will They will all be aroused to be motherly and love you even more." After speaking, he winked at Hong Jiaodong.

Hong Jiaodong lowered his head, staring at the cake on the plate.

Will you love him more?Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so difficult for her to accept those photos...

"Don't think too much, Jiao Dong." Hong Xia Xiong patted Hong Jiao Dong's back vigorously, then took out his mobile phone and called up the picture to show him, "Come on, you can help me with the staff, which outfit should I wear on the day of the engagement?" Clothes are better..."

"This is a photo of Jiao Dong when he was just born." Hong Leng flipped through the album, and pointed to the front photo to show Lin Yuanxun.The one in the photo is Hong Leng who is about 20 years old.She sat on the bed, her silver hair wet with sweat pressed against her forehead.The young Hong Leng was looking down at the baby in her arms, with forbearing tenderness in his eyes.There is still a yellowed annotation sticker under the photo: "Jiao Dong was born on January 1, 11 grams."

"Jiao Dong is my fourth child..." Hong Leng said softly, "After marrying that person, I gave birth to four children in six years. Fuyumi, Natsuo and... Touya, all with eye color After being able to be recognized and growing his hair, he thought he was not perfect. Jiao Dong was born because of this. To be honest, even if he deliberately bowed his head and begged the healing girl to accompany the delivery, I still had a lot of complaints in my heart and hated him. But when the nurse put the jelly into my arms, I felt his heartbeat mixed with mine... I knew very well that I was his mother, and I would love him more than myself life."

Lin Yuanxun listened to Hong Leng whispering, subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Hong Jiao Dong.He was being dragged by Hong Xiaxiong to look at something on his phone, and Hong Dongmei also went over to discuss.None of the three noticed this side.

Perhaps because of thinking about what happened later, Hong Leng's expression dimmed a little.

"I don't want to be like that...but I'm sick, I'm scared, I can't control my behavior..." she muttered to herself, trembling fingers pinching the hard pages of the album.

She still remembered that after she threw the boiling kettle at Hong Jiaodong, her thoughts were always hazy, but she still realized that she seemed to have done something terrible.When Hong Yansi wanted to send her to the special hospital, she didn't object at all, but walked into the gate of the hospital on her own initiative.

Suddenly, Hong Leng realized that his hand was being held.The palm holding her was exerted a little force, the palm was slightly wet, and there were shallow scars on the knuckles, which stopped her trembling all of a sudden.

Hong Leng turned his head subconsciously, and found that Lin Yuanxun opened his clear blue eyes, looking at her.

"He never blamed you." Lin Yuanxun said softly.

Hong Leng calmed down a bit, and patted the back of Lin Yuanxun's hand.After Lin Yuanxun let go of her hand, she turned the album to the next page.

A new photo was displayed in front of Kaoru Lin Yuan.There are three people in this photo, namely Hong Jiaodong, Hong Leng and Hong Yansi.The three of them stood at the gate of the primary school, behind them was a sign with the words "Entrance Ceremony" written with a brush, and pink cherry blossom petals were flying in the air.

The young Hong Jiao Dong was only about Hong Leng's waist height.He was wearing a Western-style uniform jacket, plaid woolen pants, black leather shoes, and a small top hat with a narrow brim on his head. His little hands were tightly clutching the hem of the cold skirt, and he looked at a loss, obviously not wanting to be separated from his mother.Hong Leng was wearing a lady's suit and standing on the left side of the photo, looking down at his youngest son, smiling helplessly.She held the small leather bag with one hand, and hung the other hand over Hong Jiaodong's head, about to stroke his head.On the other hand, Hong Yansi stood on the right side of the photo, with a slight distance between him and his wife and children.He crossed his arms and looked haughty, but his clothes could be seen to be well-matched. The flame-patterned tie looks majestic, but the pattern is quite simple, with a bit of childishness in children's drawings, as if declaring the role of the hero of the flames. Parental status.

In the photo, Hong Jiaodong's entire body was almost attached to Hong Leng's legs, but he was facing Hong Yansi with his back.His different attitudes towards his parents are vividly reflected in this elementary school entrance photo.

The sticker is pink cherry blossoms, and it says "Frozen Entrance Ceremony, the first grade is the Sakura group."

The next few photos were all taken when Hong Jiao Dong was in the lower grades of elementary school, and among them was a group photo of all members of the first grade Sakura team outing, Hong Jiao Dong standing in the middle of a group of little peas.When the children around him laughed so hard that their teeth could not see their eyes, he only looked at the camera and smiled—perhaps because of the pressure he had received since he was a child, the way he expressed his emotions at that time was already reserved and restrained, unlike his peers child.

Turning back, it is the photo of Hong Jiaodong when he graduated from elementary school.There is no longer the shadow of Hong Leng in the photo.The taller boy was wearing a uniform, holding a graduation certificate, and stood quietly at the gate of the primary school with Koyanji.The sign for the opening ceremony was replaced by the graduation ceremony, and the distance between the boy and his father was widened. On the handsome face already covered with dark red scars, there was a gloomy mood that could not be seen.

Next is the opening ceremony and graduation ceremony of the middle school, and then the photos of the heroic period.Ever since he was in the lower grades of elementary school, the frequency of taking pictures of Hong Jiaodong has decreased rapidly.Each photo has a different jelly from the previous one.His stature grew rapidly like mushrooms after a spring rain, and his facial features gradually grew, revealing a bit of the handsomeness of a young man.It's just that his face was as expressionless as ever, even a little gloomy.

Hu Leng turned over these pages of the photo album without saying anything—at that time, she was living in a special ward receiving treatment from a psychologist, and she was looking at the sky outside the window day after day.

It wasn't until a group photo of Xiongying in the first grade that Hong's scorched face showed a sincere smile again.In the photos of the second year of high school, Hong Leng's figure reappeared again, and more photos were taken.Turning a few pages later, there is even the shadow of Hong Yansi in the photo - this middle-aged man knows that he will make his son unhappy if he leans in front of the photo, so he secretly hides in the background of the photo very schemingly, Try your best to blend yourself with the background, so that you can be regarded as being in the same frame as Hong Jiao Dong.

Looking at it all the way, Lin Yuanxun's heart was filled with sadness.When Hong Leng turned the album to the last page, she asked softly, "Can you lend me this album for a few days?"

Hong Leng closed the photo album, smiled and handed it to Lin Yuanxun.And at this moment, Aunt Meihezi walked to the paper door in small steps, and gave a thud with a smile.

"Ma'am, the king crab has arrived. Would you like to see it?" she asked.

Hearing this, Hong Leng stood up and patted Hong Jiao Dong on the shoulder as he passed by.

"Jiao Dong, take Xiaoxun to your room to rest for a while. I will call you when we eat later." She reminded, and then went out with Aunt Meihezi.

Kaoru Hayashi is still holding the photo album.Hong Jiaodong pulled the cat bag over, slowly unzipped it, and carried out the shivering little black cat.

Hong Dongmei, who was still recalling the past with Hong Leng just now, saw the little black cat, and her eyes lit up.

"Jiao Dong, do you have a cat?" Her eyes were fixed on the little black cat, and she asked in disbelief, "You actually have a cat? I don't even have a cat now."

"Xiao Hei was brought back by Kaoru on Christmas Day." Hong Jiao Dong explained.He held the little black cat under the armpit and asked, "Sister Dongmei, do you want to hug it?"

"Yes! You and Xun Jiang are going to visit the shrine after dinner, right? Xiao Hei will leave it to me, don't worry!" Hong Dongmei carefully took the frightened little black cat from Hong Jiao Dong's hand, Hold her in her arms and comfort her carefully.The little black cat suddenly entered a new environment, and was so frightened that its head went straight into Hong Dongmei's coat.She simply wrapped the kitten in her coat, and stretched her fingers in to gently scratch the kitten's fluffy chin.

Hong Jiaodong took out the pet supplies from the compartment of the cat bag and gave them to Hong Dongmei one by one.Seeing that his sister was good at dealing with cats, he felt relieved and bent down towards Lin Yuanxun.

"Shall we go to the room to pack things first?" He asked in a low voice.

Lin Yuanxun nodded, still holding the photo album like a baby.

Hong Jiaodong led Lin Yuanxun through the corridor, across the courtyard, and finally stopped in front of his room.After opening the lock and opening the paper door, the room that Kaoru Hayashi had lived in for more than 20 years appeared in front of him.

The decoration style of the room matches the courtyard, with a strong Japanese atmosphere.The ground is newly paved with tender green tatami mats, and there are regular and heavy wooden cabinets on the left and right, and a half-person-high light yellow washi paper windproof lamp stands in the corner.A low table and cushions with backs are placed against the wall, and there is a bottle of vibrant green bamboo in the corner.Flower arrangements and rattan artworks are placed neatly among the furniture, adding a touch of elegance to the room.

"Although I haven't slept here for half a year, I have already cleaned the room with Auntie Zi and I can use it directly. There is also a clean empty room next to it. Do you want to sleep here with me or separately?" Hong Jiaodong said Open the closet, find the cushion from inside, and ask Hayashi Yuan Kaoru for advice.

"Just sleep here." Lin Yuanxun took the cushion and sat down, looking curiously at the trophies and medals displayed in the transparent cabinet, "After all, this is the room you have lived in for more than 20 years, I also want to Experience what it's like to sleep here. It always feels a little closer to you."

Hong Jiaodong involuntarily raised the corners of his lips.He sat down beside Lin Yuanxun, looked at the photo album she was holding carefully, and was silent for a moment.

"Xun." Hong Jiaodong asked in a low voice.He raised his hand and hooked the strands of hair hanging from Kaoru Hayashi's cheeks behind her ears, forcing her to look away from the medal and turn her attention to him.

Frozen fingers ran down Lin Yuanxun's hair, and finally slowly placed them on his knees.

"Do you think I should give Dad a chance?" He asked a little blankly, "Mother seems to have forgiven him, and Sister Dongmei also hopes that everyone can stay together forever, just like an ordinary family. I don't know if I will Isn't it wrong to go on like this?"

After Lin Yuanxun finished listening, he moved his body and moved a little closer to him.

"What is Jiao Dong thinking in his heart now?" She put the photo album aside, tilted her head slightly, and carefully observed Hong Jiao Dong's expression, "Can I get along with my father without any obstacles now?"

Hong Jiaodong didn't speak, but lowered his head somewhat dejectedly.

"Jiao Dong." Lin Yuanxun pulled his arm, and gently touched his head when he raised his head.

He opened his eyes slightly, waiting for her answer.

"Even if everyone but you thinks you should reconcile with your father, if you don't want to, no one can force you." She said softly, "He is your father, that's a fact; Ice and fire, this is also true. But these should not be things that bind you. I think you should not put pressure on yourself, just follow your own mood and let nature take its course. Although Auntie and Miss Dongmei have expectations for you, but For them, your thoughts are the most important."

Hong Jiao closed his eyes.He took the initiative to put his forehead against Lin Yuanxun's palm, rubbed against her palm, then tilted his body and rested his head on Lin Yuanxun's chest.

"Let me hug her for a while." Hong Jiaodong whispered, raising his arms to wrap her around her.He is usually as nimble as a cat, but now he looks like a large dog who is completely attached to his master.

Lin Yuanxun's heart was hit by his trusting appearance.She paused, then lowered her head, put her arms around his neck, and gently patted his back with her right hand.

"Jiao Dong is good." She couldn't help joking with him, "Don't put too much pressure on me, whether it's a big Jiao Dong or a small Jiao Dong, they are both cute in my eyes."

Hong Jiaodong moved in her arms, straightened up, and sat upright looking at her.Lin Yuanxun thought that Hong Jiaodong suddenly had something he wanted to say, so he couldn't help being taken aback.But her boyfriend just hesitated, and finally said with some embarrassment: "I also want to know what you were like when you were a child, and how Xiao Xun spent the past 20 years."

"Eh?" Hayashi Yuanxun couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and his fingers couldn't help pinching the corner of the hard leather photo album on his leg, "But I didn't take many photos in the past... maybe even fewer than yours..."

She thought for a while, opened the photo album, turned to the page of the entrance photo of Hongjiao Dong Primary School, pointed to the photo and said softly: "Lin Yuanxun, I was thrown into the boarding school in the first grade of elementary school. The class is the plum group. Parents are busy on the first day of school Thinking about not going to work, Juezan lost his temper."

Hong Jiaodong understood Lin Yuanxun's meaning.Although he couldn't see her picture with his own eyes, he still pictured in his mind the young Kaoru Hayashibara braiding her soft blond hair, wearing a skirt and a yellow hat, puffing out her cheeks and losing her temper.

He lowered his eyes and smiled softly, wrapping one of her hands with his big palm.

"When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, I started to learn the cello. The piano case was too big, and it was very hard to memorize it at that time." Lin Yuanxun held Hong's scorched hand with his backhand and continued, "At first, my shoulders were all red. "

"I was often bullied by my classmates since I was in elementary school. Later, when I was in junior high school, I thought I could start again in a new environment, but several female classmates who bullied me entered the same junior high school and the same class as me," she said. Turning to the photo page of Hong Jiaodong Junior High School, "I couldn't bear it when I was in the first grade of junior high school. I beat the girl who bullied me for the first time. After that, no one dared to bully me anymore."

Hong's frozen hands tightened a little.Thinking of his past, and thinking of Lin Yuanxun in the same period, his heart couldn't help but ache.

"When I was in the second grade of junior high school, I wanted to take the entrance examination for Xiongying in high school." When I turned to the photo of the frozen Xiongying school gate, Lin Yuanxun was silent for a moment, and then said suddenly, "But my parents didn't agree...they still sent me to the school in the end. into a girls' school."

"When I was bullied in the past, there were classmates who couldn't stand it and tried to stop it, but she transferred to another school not long after. I heard that her goal was to be a hero and become a hero when I was in junior high school." She said a bit In a daze, "From then on, I was thinking, heroes are so good... I don't have to go to the hero department where most people can become heroes, or even the auxiliary department that is closest to heroes. Ordinary courses or The business department is fine... the curriculum is the same as that of ordinary high school classes. In that case... it can be regarded as a little closer to the hero, right?"

"Jiao Dong, do you know that in the winter of the second year of junior high school, after knowing that I had no hope of going to Xiongying, I actually stood at the gate of Xiongying's school all afternoon." Lin Yuanxun suddenly turned around and pointed at Jiao Dongqiao The corners of the lips were curled up, but the eyes were a little wet, "I remember that it happened to be the last day of November, and the weather was a bit cold. After I got home, I took a hot bath to get over it."

At that time, she walked aimlessly to the entrance of Xiongying School, and looked at the huge and magnificent school building covered with blue glass curtain walls, until her eyes were sore by the reflection of the curtain wall.Later, a long-haired man with an unshaven beard and a sleepy face came out of the school. Seeing her standing there with red eyes, he asked her if she was a visiting student, so she shook her head and ran away.

"That person is probably my later homeroom teacher, the eradicating hero Aizawa Shouta." Tomoko said slowly, "Xun, you said that the day you stood at Xiongying's gate was the last day of November?"

"Yes." Lin Yuanxun nodded.

"When you were in the second year of junior high school, I should have been in the third year of junior high school. If it was that day..." He pondered and said, "I also went to Xiongying that day. There was a recommended admission test that day, and Mr. Aizawa was one of the invigilators."

Lin Yuanxun was stunned, and the faint sadness that had surfaced from the bottom of her heart gradually dissipated, she murmured in disbelief, "Why such a coincidence... If the timing had changed a little, maybe I would have met you ..."

Hong Jiaodong smiled faintly. "I wasn't who I am now," he recalled whispering, "At that time, my mother was still in the hospital, and I was absorbed in hatred, and my personality was gloomy, and I was always cold-faced to strangers. You may not I liked me back then."

"What's more, meeting you now, I think it's just right." Hong Jiaodong pulled Lin Yuanxun into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair.

"Really?" Lin Yuanxun thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing, "The me at that time was actually different from the me now. At that time, I just realized that only when I became tough would I not be bullied, so my whole body With spines, like a hedgehog."

She didn't linger on that experience for too long, but continued: "When I was in the first year of high school and the second year of high school, I was in a girl's school. My parents still didn't go to the three-party meeting in the second year of high school. But I'm used to it. I chatted with the teacher for a while. It was only when I was in the third year of high school that I found out that my class teacher and my parents had talked on the phone. My parents planned to send me abroad to study in university. I didn’t want them to succeed again, so I worked hard for a while and passed the exam Several domestic universities finally settled on a bridge.”

In this way, Lin Yuanxun narrated his past.What she thought of and what she said were all out of order, but Hong Jiaodong understood.Lin Yuanxun was tired of talking, so he simply leaned on Hong Jiaodong's shoulder, chatting about some small things that happened in the past, but Hong Jiaodong didn't stop her, just listened quietly.

Seven years ago, when Hong Jiaodong was taking the admission test, maybe Lin Yuanxun was standing at the school gate not far away.The distance between the two may only be a few hundred meters.

But that day, the boy with the dark red scar on his eye socket surpassed most of the candidates with a gloomy expression, and finally came in second with a slight gap; while the blond girl stood at the door for a long time, then turned and left alone in frustration.

At that time, they didn't know that they would meet each other again in this way seven years later, and their destinies would be intertwined and inseparable from then on.

The author has something to say:

Changed to an eighth elder brother, oh my god, why did I always remember that Jiao Dong won the recommendation examination by a small margin, and then felt displeased with Ye Lan's aggressive pursuit!Is this a 300-meter-thick mother filter that can distort reality?

Okay, what do you guys think of the taste of this loli jelly hhh

I just really like this sense of fate, that feeling of "I thought it was the first meeting, but I didn't expect that there were already inextricably linked before that"!