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Spring is a good season to eat strawberries.

Zhou Yan turned on the faucet, and watched the bright red strawberries up and down in the transparent glass bowl, the rich and fresh fruity aroma added a strong visual impact.

Zhou Yan couldn't help swallowing.

After poking his head out to take a look at Han Xi, he picked up a small one from the glass bowl and quickly put it in his mouth.

Strawberries are what Han Yu said he wanted to eat.

Today, when I helped him go for a walk, I happened to see a fruit farmer setting up a stall to sell it, so I picked a bag by chance.

When his slender and white hands lingered on the bright red strawberries, Zhou Yan was a little dazed.

……

"one left"

Combing Moganxi's hair and wearing a nose ring, the [-] million Han Xie walked through the gap between time and memory, and said to him somewhat unnaturally, holding a tomato in his hand.

When thinking about it now, Han Xi seemed to be shining in front of him.

As the wind passed, Zhou Yan lowered his head and smiled slightly, and tightened the hand holding Han Yu.

"This strawberry is grown by myself," the old man smiled kindly, even the wrinkles are so cute, "Not many, but I can't finish it." He paused, looking worriedly at Han Yu's hand picking strawberries , "Ugly is a bit ugly, but it's guaranteed to be incredibly sweet!"

The old man gave a thumbs up, and Han Xie smiled at him, her soft hair was softly pasted on the back of her neck, obediently like a little fox with shaggy fur, fluffy under the sun.

time flies...

Zhou Yan took his breath away, and walked out of the kitchen with a strawberry bowl.

Han Xie was lying on the sofa holding the computer and typing on the keyboard slowly. The TV was still on, and the voice was low, as if she was afraid of disturbing the lazy boy in front of her.

"The strawberries are here," Zhou Yan looked at them for a while before walking over, sat down next to Han Xie, and put the bowl on the tea table, "I washed them very clean."

Han Yu sat up straight slowly, then put the computer aside, and picked up a strawberry with her hand.

Taking a sip, pink juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed down to his chin. Han Yu's Adam's apple twitched, and he hurriedly pulled a piece of paper from the side to wipe it off, but was pulled over by a hand.

Zhou Yan lifted Han Yu's chin and kissed it. While tossing and turning, the fragrance of strawberries instantly occupied the mouth, infinitely magnified, and the passionate kiss became more and more sweet. Hair, cold fingers across the nape of the neck, cheeks, and finally stopped near the eyes.

"Xiao Xi, your eyes are so beautiful."

After the kiss was over, Zhou Yan's fingertips gently rubbed Han Yu's face.

When Han Yu's eyes looked down, they looked as innocent as a deer, and when they looked straight at people, they felt like they were looking into a pool of water, but now, the brush dipped in water red fainted in the pool. layer ripples.

Zhou Yan liked it more and more, he rubbed him into his arms, carefully avoiding the wound on his back, "I really hate you to go to school."

Han Yu pursed her lips, pushed Zhou Yan away and said with a smile, "You can't do anything if you don't want to. My [-]-word self-criticism can't be wasted. My hands are sore from writing it." He paused , avoiding Zhou Yan's eyes and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I don't want to part with you either."

Zhou Yan looked as if he was favored, the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed, and he leaned over and wanted to kiss, but Han Yu covered it with his hands, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV loudly, saying: "Wait, you It's not that strawberries are eaten by children, why did your mouth smell of strawberries when you kissed just now?"

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes, and said rascally, "You just ate strawberries. It's the taste in your mouth. It's a mistake." After speaking, he wanted to do something small, but Han Yu sternly stopped him.

"You never rejected me before," Zhou Yan said crying beside her after failing to steal a kiss again.

Still a hardcore brawny man acting like a baby, Han Xie couldn’t help laughing, “That’s before I paid off the 10 yuan.” He put his feet up, sat cross-legged on the sofa and said, “Now you are all I've got it, what else can't I refuse?"

Zhou Yan pointed at him pompously and said, "So, so you are such a person..." Han Yu conveniently took a strawberry from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, "Taste it, it's very sweet."

When Zhou Yan wanted to say something, he was suddenly interrupted by a piece of familiar music on TV.

"Hello, audience friends, welcome to today's..."

Zhou Yan opened his mouth and felt a little bored, so he fell silent intelligently.

The solemn and serious voice of the hostess echoed in the room.

"On April NO.20, that is, around six o'clock last night, the police arrested two suspected drug dealers at a rest stop on the G216 highway. Actions are closely related, now, let's look at the detailed reports."

Han Xi didn't pay much attention to the content on the TV at first, but when the screen switched to the outside scene, his action of stuffing strawberries gradually stopped.

How many years have passed?Seeing this face so close to the last time.

Han Yu couldn't help shivering.

If Han Wei's voice made him panic when he called him before, then seeing his face intuitively this time is fear.

The kind of fear that was rooted in his heart and poured out by countless dark days and nights, even though the scars in his heart had scabbed over now, Han Xi still unconsciously felt the fear coming from the depths.

"What's the matter, baby?" Zhou Yan noticed that something was wrong with Han Yu, so he put his arm around his shoulder and coaxed him softly.

Han Yu's tense body gradually relaxed. When he saw Han Wei's distorted face being pressed to the ground by the uniformed staff, he suddenly felt unprecedented joy in his heart. The hand on the shoulder, shook his head, and then smiled, "Nothing."

The warmth from the palm seeped into the shoulders, which made people feel at ease. Han Yu looked directly at Han Wei's face on the TV screen, his eyes became firm.

The suffering in the future is unknown, but the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

From the dense grass beside the road, a shaking black head loomed out.Liu Xiaorong has squatted here all night, the dew that melted at dawn sticks to her legs, and her steps become damp and heavy.

Liu Xiaorong couldn't feel her legs. When she stood up, she almost fainted, so she slowed down in this half-squatting and half-rising position for a while.

The night before yesterday was destined to be a sleepless night, because of fear, she hid for two whole days before daring to come out.

That night Liu Xiaorong squatted in the grass, looked at the red and blue lights, and listened to the siren, thinking about many things.

She remembered the day when Han Wei picked up the knife in a daze, the pain when the sharp blade cut his skin, and the same chaos as now.

Lying in a pool of blood, she thought she was about to be freed, but in her blurred vision, she saw the strength of her thin and thin son who had been silent all the time, pulling up a stool and throwing it at the devil holding a knife.

Liu Xiaorong moved out of the grass step by step, and walked towards the place where there were people at the rest stop.

That child named Han Yu was probably born with a mistake.

I came to the world by mistake and took on a self-righteous and hypocritical love.

After enduring the pain and being sent away by himself, Liu Xiaorong's expressionless face was covered with a bleeding heart.

In order to make the gossip lingering in her ears disappear, she sent her son away, as if washing a blood spot on her white skirt that could not be washed away with water.

But the old blood spots could only fade away, but left a big brown, ugly mark in her heart.

Liu Xiaorong limped and walked slowly onto the smooth road, every step seemed to be eaten by countless ants, sore and frightening.

"Can I borrow your mobile phone to make a call?" Liu Xiaorong's voice was as rough as gravel after she hadn't spoken all night, she staggered to the front of the breakfast shop and said to the staff.

The phone rang, Han Xi turned down the TV volume, then picked up the vibrating phone on the table.

Zhou Yan is busy making today's breakfast in the kitchen.

Since Han Yu expressed his intentions, Zhou Yan's culinary skills have really improved, and he will never make the black-hearted eggs that he ate before.Seeing him walking in and out of the kitchen wearing an apron, Han Yu unconsciously smiled.

The phone was connected, and a familiar voice came from inside, "Xiao Xi."

Han Xi was stunned for a few seconds, then turned his back and called out in a low voice: "Mom?" He paused and then said, "Do you know that Han Wei was arrested? I happened to see it on TV yesterday. It's the news."

Liu Xiaorong suppressed her trembling voice, she quickly touched the cold tears on her face with her hand and said, "Well, I know."

"Where are you now? Are you at home?" Han Yu got up and turned to the balcony. The sun that had just risen was not very warm, but it gave people an inexplicable comfort, as if his heart was full of hope.

"Yes," Liu Xiaorong showed a smile that was uglier than crying, she nodded vigorously, "I just finished breakfast, and now I'm taking a walk with Grandma Liu in the small park downstairs."

"That's great," Han Yu raised her voice, with fresh vitality leaking out of him, "I don't need to be tortured by him anymore."

Han Yu's energetic voice reached Liu Xiaorong's ear through the earpiece, and the other party was already sobbing.

She covered her mouth, tried her best to restrain her bursting tears, and took a few deep breaths before she managed to say: "Yes...that's great."

The sun gradually rose, and the entire balcony was painted with wanton gold. The green radishes on the side seemed to be plated with gold. Everything looked so cute and beautiful.

"I will be able to live a good life in the future." Han Yu's hand was attached to a green radish leaf, and the fresh and tender touch made him curl his mouth little by little, and raised his eyes full of hope.

Liu Xiaorong squatted down slowly, the hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably, "Yes."

I'm sorry...Xiao Xi.

This may be what Liu Xiaorong wants to say the most, but she will never be able to say it.

The sunlight passed through the mountain peak behind the rest stop and shone straight onto the road, illuminating the sleeping light.

Tears glistened on her face.

The author has something to say: Me!also!think!eat!Grass!Berry!

(The unsatisfied author drools)

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