gentle fall

The next day.

Wen's old house.

Wen Yan refused other people's support, leaning on crutches, walked all the way through the gate, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better to be at home."

Wen Huaiyu carried the bag for him in the back, in a good mood: "You can stay wherever you want. No one is forcing you."

Wen Yan turned his head, looked at her and smiled, his eyes fell on the hands secretly held by the two children, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Wen Huaiyu lowered her hands, her sweater was loose, she was walking like this, when she suddenly touched the back of Ji Yirou's hand, her heart moved, and she hooked her hand through the clothes.

Ji Yirou was startled, and raised her eyes to look at her.

The corners of her lips were slightly curved, she didn't speak, she grabbed her hand, and her little finger hooked in her palm, relying on the wide sleeves, no one could see her small movements clearly.

There were people coming and going, because Wen Yan was discharged from the hospital, not only the family members were happy, but even many of his old friends expressed their desire to visit. This was not an occasion to get close in private, but she seemed to have a different kind of fun, hooked Ji Yirou's fingers were reluctant to let go.

Wen Huaiyu thought of her appearance last night... like a flower blooming under his kiss, her emotional and slightly red face, the twinkling tears, her suppressed voice... all made her fascinated.

It turned out that when he bullied her...it was such a complicated and satisfying emotion.

The corners of her lips curved again, until Wen Yan waved to her, she reluctantly withdrew her fingers and walked forward: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Wen Yan covered his face and coughed lightly: "I'll go up to the room to rest for a while, call your grandpa Ji and ask him if he's home. You can receive ordinary guests. I'll see you in the living room on the third floor. Don't get bored with your daughter-in-law, you can hug slowly later, grandpa doesn't care about you."

Wen Huaiyu blushed a bit: "...No...No... Forget it. Grandpa, go up, I'm here."

Wen Yan looked at her blushing, and smiled narrowly: "Stop pretending. It's fine to pretend to show it to others. Can you still hide it from me?"

The little girl he raised by himself, of course, he understands best.

Wen Huaiyu replied vaguely, but with Wen Yan's reminder, she didn't have time to be with Ji Yirou anymore, and now almost all the affairs at home and outside of the house were on her shoulders alone.

Wen Ping was disliked by the old man in the early years, and she seldom took care of things. Zhou Lin didn't take care of anything, not much. She had a low self-esteem and arrogance, and she was prone to mistakes in such occasions, so when guests came to the house, Wen Huaiyu always stood up.

Wen Yan has too many old friends, people from the business world, political circles, comrades in the army in the early years, and those who are closer to relatives. , Many gifts were rejected, and in the end only some relatives and friends who were relatively close were left behind, and the rest were sent away.

She is very busy, occasionally she has free time, and her eyes are always looking for Ji Yirou uncontrollably.

Ji Yirou was not idle either, she was helping Zhou Lin, sometimes she was talking to the old man, sometimes she was hugging the child and coaxing her gently.

Wen Huaiyu looked at her, feeling calm and satisfied, and smiled softly when he turned around to talk to others: "Okay, I'll ask the housekeeper to arrange a car for you."

"That one, I don't think I've seen it before."

Wen Huaiyu lowered his head, with a sweet smile on his lips: "My wife."

"Oh... We didn't know about your low-key marriage at that time, and we don't know each other now."

Wen Huaiyu's smile deepened: "It's okay, everyone will know in the future."

In the afternoon, there were more than a dozen people left in the living room, and they all went to the third floor to see the old man one by one. In the end, the old man of the Pei family stayed the longest and talked to Wen Yan for a long time.

Wen Huaiyu received a group of guests, chatted and talked for a long time, and at four or five o'clock, everyone bid farewell.

She finally sent the visitor away, she felt a little more relaxed, and walked around the house again, trying to make sure that there was no one else, but she was a little taken aback when she walked to the entrance.

There were two people standing at the gate.One is her little aunt Wen Yanshen, and the other is also familiar, Xu Fang whom she met again not long ago when she was having dinner with Zeng Wang.

Wen Huaiyu frowned slightly. She saw Xu Fang just now. She didn't come by herself, but followed her uncle. Her uncle had a lot of friendship with grandpa before, so it is reasonable to come here today.

just this guy...

She couldn't help standing still, her eyes fell on the two of them with some searching.

Wen Yan lowered his head deeply, as if he didn't want to look at the other party, but she was talking, and Wen Huaiyu vaguely heard the voice of the two talking: "Now that you are successful and famous, you also have...a wife. I used to do it myself, but... ...Can you please tell your wife not to embarrass me again."

"Wen Yanshen. Why should I listen to you?"

"you……"

"She has been with me for so many years, and we are lifelong partners. Why should I say things that make her uncomfortable for the sake of you, an outsider?"

"...I, I know."

Wen Huaiyu was startled, and before he had time to get out of the way, Wen Yanshen turned around and walked towards the house, was startled when he met her eyes, and then quickly staggered away.

In such a short gap, Wen Huaiyu could see clearly, and there was a flash of water in her eyes.

The person outside the gate also cast an inquiring gaze, as if he had been chasing Wen Yanshen's back, and when he retracted his gaze, he met Wen Huaiyu's gaze again, and smiled a little arrogantly.

Wen Huaiyu walked towards her: "Mr. Xu."

Xu Fang nodded lightly: "Miss Wen."

"You and my aunt... Is there any misunderstanding between you?"

"Misunderstanding?" Xu Fang sneered, and waved his hands covered in bright red nail polish, "It's not a misunderstanding. As you can see, she is the one who is ashamed of me."

"How can I be ashamed of you?"

"This is out of Miss Wen's care."

"President Xu, enough is enough."

"I don't, so what can you do to me? Mr. Wen, your seat is not stable, so I advise you, don't fight against me, everyone will feel bad. "

Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Little aunt...she has been alone for so many years."

Xu Fang clenched his hands tightly, but his body trembled slightly uncontrollably: "What does it have to do with me?"

"I've seen her cry. I also know that she liked someone before."

"I like it very much. I like it so much that she goes far away and doesn't want to come back."

Xu Fang interrupted her with a cold voice: "Why are you telling me these things? Mind your own business!"

Wen Huaiyu smiled faintly: "I am the person who is most afraid of trouble, and I never care about nosy things. I used to be too lazy to care about these things, but now... Maybe it's because I also like the same. So I feel sorry. Don't go too far .

Xu Fang pursed his lips: "What do you know?"

Wen Huaiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled lightly: "Mr. Xu, do I not understand, or do you understand?"

Xu Fang raised his hand to stop her from continuing.

Wen Huaiyu shook her head lightly, she didn't want to say any more after she had finished speaking, she stood outside the gate, looking at the tall and bright woman in a wine-red windbreaker, walking quickly to the side of the road, her back was clearly Trembling, his hands have been clenched tightly, never letting go.

What she told Xu Fang was true.

She didn't like to be nosy before, but now she has changed, a sweet relationship will make people's heart softer, she will inevitably be a little bit out of control, and she doesn't want to see other people's greed, anger, ignorance and suffering.

She went back, went upstairs, and knocked on Wen Yanshen's room.

After a long time, someone opened the door.

This little aunt, who had always been very indifferent and had a low sense of existence, lowered her eyebrows slightly at this moment: "Huai Yu, what's the matter?"

"Little aunt. Are you... crying?"

Wen Yanshen was hit by what she said, he lowered his head in embarrassment, looked at the floor, his voice choked up a little: "No."

"I'll go in and talk to you."

This was the first time Wen Huaiyu made such a request. Wen Yan was taken aback, took a step back, and let her in.

Her room is so simple and empty, with a big single bed, only a few clothes hanging in the closet, and the dressing table is also clean, with nothing on it, Wen Huaiyu was startled: "Little aunt, what do you want?" Do you want to learn asceticism?"

Wen Yan pursed his lips deeply, with a bitter smile: "I've been in Australia before, and I don't have much at home. It's enough."

Wen Huaiyu walked around in her room, and was stunned when he walked by the table. There was a wooden photo frame on it, and inside was a photo of young girls, with sweet and gentle smiles and interlocking fingers.

She stretched out her finger: "Is this you and her?"

Wen Yanshen had a rare mood swing, stepped forward in a panic, reached out and put the photo frame down, and after a long time, he said softly, "Yes."

Hearing her confession, Wen Huaiyu knew that her guess was true.

"you like her."

"I liked it before."

Wen Huaiyu interrupted her: "No. I still like it now. That's why you are sad."

Wen Yan was taken aback for a moment: "... Maybe so."

"It's because of her that you haven't married for so many years?"

"...It doesn't count. It has nothing to do with her, it's me... I don't like anyone else. "

Wen Huaiyu frowned slightly: "Then why didn't you tell her? Is she always talking and stabbing you? You just..."

"She's married. Has a wife."

Wen Yanshen's expression was indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "A sudden change happened in her family before, and she asked me to go abroad with her, but I didn't go. I missed it myself. Now I'm not qualified."

"Why didn't you go with her?"

"At that time...your grandfather and father were both in prison. The family was almost bankrupt, and you know it. I also fell ill, so I can't delay her so much."

Wen Huaiyu was stunned: "Have you had... what kind of illness?"

Wen Yan smiled slightly: "It's all good. It's all right."

"That you……"

"Now she has a successful career and a wife who loves her very much, and they... they are a perfect fit for each other. I am very happy, this is what I want to see."

She lowered her eyes, her expression was light and gentle, the twilight fell on her face through the curtains, adding a bit of graceful sadness, but her voice was still weak: "If you miss it, you will miss it. I went back to Australia not long ago. I just don’t want to see her again. But now your grandpa is not in good health, and I won’t leave again. Nannan, don’t worry about me. I’m fine. "

Wen Huaiyu was blocked by what she said: "Got it."

Wen Yanshen has calmed down his emotions: "Thank you. If there is something, I have buried it in my heart for a long time, but I feel relieved when I say it."

When Wen Huaiyu heard her say thank you, she looked away a little unnaturally. She had never talked to this aunt in a friendly manner.Probably because she looks down on her from the bottom of her heart, she is so gentle that she has no temper, she is always bullied, and she always smiles... In fact, she is a very, very good person.

She said a little awkwardly, it doesn't matter, and stood up: "I have to go down and have a look, aunt, you should go to bed earlier."

Wen Yan smiled deeply, said hello, stood up to see her off, his eyes were clean and gentle: "You have changed a little, do you feel it?"

"Ok?"

"It has become softer than before. Of course, you have always been a kind child, but you always hide all the kindness and tenderness in your heart. Being strong is not a bad thing, but you are too strict with yourself."

Wen Huaiyu was in a daze, her words were gentle and peaceful, but warmed her heart: "Well... I know..."

Wen Yan patted her shoulder deeply: "It can be seen that you like Xiao Ji very much. Because of her, you have changed."

Hearing what she said, Wen Huaiyu blushed a little: "...Maybe."

……

After chatting with my little aunt for a while, Wen Huaiyu went down to look again, but there was no one there, so she waited for the Pei family to come down.

Mr. Pei probably had a good chat with his grandfather, but he didn't come down when the meal time came, so he asked someone to bring the meal up.

Wen Huaiyu waited for a while until Ji Yirou came down to eat with her. After the meal, the two of them sat on the sofa. She hugged Ji Yirou and said wistfully, "It's a pity."

Probably because I am consummated, I don’t want to see others have shortcomings, I just want to see people who have a good time and a full moon last forever.

Ji Yirou turned her head, touched her forehead with her lips, and heard her tell the whole story: "So, what do you want to do?"

Wen Huaiyu whispered: "I'm still hesitating. I didn't want to interfere with other people's feelings, but I feel that my little aunt is very bitter."

"Ok?"

"I saw her cry alone before. I went to a summer camp in junior high school and went to Australia once. I went to see her. She was sick and was alone in the hospital with no one to accompany her. She had nightmares at night and couldn't sleep all night. , call a person's name."

"She... isn't going home?"

Wen Huaiyu sighed softly: "No reply. Grandpa scolded her so many times for this, the relationship is very stiff, but she just won't."

She didn't understand it before, but now that she thinks about it, it might not be an exile for herself.Exile yourself to the ends of the earth, separated from that person in the northern and southern hemispheres, you can deceive your heart, no longer love, no longer miss.

Ji Yirou hugged her and stopped talking.

This quiet moment is rare and precious, think about it, two people have their own things to do, so much time has passed, and there is so little time to be close together, sitting on the sofa and watching TV.

"Your flight tomorrow morning?"

"Well. The fourth episode will be filmed tomorrow. Teacher Lu just sent me a text message, and Lin Ling booked a ticket for me."

Wen Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "You have to go again."

"It's coming soon. There are ten episodes in total. This time, I will shoot the next few episodes as soon as possible."

Wen Huaiyu pursed his lips and stopped talking.

When people raise sparrows, they raise them at home, even in cages made of gold silk.But she is fine, let her go out, want to hold her to run wild on top of her head, hold her on her shoulders, and look at the outside world.

She was really out of luck.

But what can I do? Break her legs, break her wings, and let her stay at home. I can't bear to think about it.

Ji Yirou didn't open her mouth, she just lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers under the light.

Her fingers are very beautiful, the fingertips are round and clean, with a light crescent white, and the knuckles are long and clean, but they are soft when you hold them, and they feel great to the touch.

Wen Huaiyu was holding her hand, her cheeks flushed, and she suddenly remembered something: "Didn't it hurt you?"

Ji Yirou was taken aback, and soon, there was water in her eyes, like a galaxy under the light: "...a little bit."

The two quarreled too late last night, and they didn't know what time they went to bed. They rushed to the hospital in the morning, and she forgot to ask about it in such a hurry.

Wen Huaiyu bit her lower lip, and wanted to say something else, but Ji Yirou blushed and stood up: "I'll peel an orange for you to eat."

She went to the kitchen and came out with a plate of cut oranges. Wen Huaiyu was tired after a day, and sat on the sofa unwilling to move. He leaned against her, watched her peel the oranges, and opened his mouth every once in a while: "ah."

When Wu Ma came out of the kitchen, seeing the sweetness of the two, she secretly smiled: "The oranges are very sweet, and there are other fruits, I'll bring them."

Wen Huaiyu blushed a little, and leaned against Ji Yirou, but she was reluctant to get up, and opened her mouth openly. Finally, she asked Mama Wu: "Mama Wu, I want to cut my nails, where are the scissors?"

Wu Ma found a pair of small scissors for her and looked at her fingers: "Miss, your nails are just the right length now, it looks like you don't need to cut them."

Holding the small scissors, Wen Huaiyu slowly polished the edges of the nails, and took a breath to blow off the debris: "No way. Cut it. It will hurt someone. It will hurt."

Wu Ma was a little puzzled, so she didn't ask any more questions, and went into the kitchen to see how the dinner was being prepared.

Ji Yirou stopped peeling the orange and said in a low voice, "Cut it for me?"

Wen Huaiyu hummed lightly, leaned into her ear and said, "I poked you last night."

There is no way, it is too tender, it always makes people willing, just want to cherish more.

Ji Yirou pursed her lips and smiled: "But that's because I let you. If I don't let you, you have no chance; if I don't teach you, you won't in this life."

Wen Huaiyu concluded, looking nervously at his first teacher: "I, I'm a good student! I can teach myself!"

She has always been smart, and when it comes to her studies, she has super comprehension and extrapolating thinking. She just got a little bit of advice last night. After stripping off her clothes, she will be very good at it...

Ji Yirou burst out laughing, and stuffed the sweet and tender orange petals into her mouth: "That depends, whether I will give you a chance."

The sweet taste spread in the mouth, Wen Huaiyu took the opportunity to speak, chewed hard several times, and stared at her dissatisfied.

Ji Yirou turned her face and quickly kissed her on the cheek: "I'll go upstairs and have a look. You can rest here."

Wen Huaiyu touched his cheek and pouted: "Kissing on the cheek is so boring."

Ji Yirou stood at the stairs, smiling narrowly: "What did you say? I heard everything."

"... didn't say anything! You heard it wrong!"

The man didn't speak any more, and there was a burst of pleasant laughter, which was crisp and itchy.

She could hear her heart pounding, an unstoppable heartbeat.

She couldn't help but took her fingertips again and gently brushed across her cheeks.

It seems that I like her more and more.

How to do it.

It seems that even the breath becomes sweet.