Chapter 35

When Yan Xi shakes his black eyes and staggers to the living room, aheng shakes his head and feels that this man is hopeless.

"Finished?" Most of the time, he stayed up all night and got into the painting.

That day saw the rising sun, back home, he put himself in the room, no day and night.

Yan Xi nodded and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Feet some itch, ah Heng bowed his head, Xiao Hui was sleeping on her slippers. Smile, such a small dog, but sleepy like an old man.

"Always feel less." I wish I had thought.

"Imperfection is beauty." Ah Heng's voice is soft and waxy, "broken arm Venus, is not a classic?"

"Everyone can't understand sunflower, but it's a classic. But is Ben young Van Gogh? " With such a powerful power, is a casual painting immortal?

Ah Heng picked up the ash and gently put it back into the small nest prepared for it -- the paper box with several layers of cotton wadding. He said with a smile: "when Van Gogh was alive, who knew that he was the later Van Gogh?"

Yan Xi took pure water from the refrigerator and poured it down. His voice faded from his nastiness of waking up: "then, you mean, when I became a bad old man, I was still just a nobody. It's very likely that you'll shoot yourself on a snowy night because you don't have bread to eat? "

Ah Heng laughs: "moreover, if you die, you may not be able to become a picture of gold."

"So why go on painting?" He thought.

"So, have you decided not to draw?" Aheng pursed his lips and looked back gently.

"No Yan Xi touched his nose, which was very embarrassing.

Ah Heng was clear and said with a smile: "so, go and brush your teeth. It's time for lunch."

There are not so many, so.

The most leisurely ending is never a hypothesis, but a life.

A pistol but no bread? No gun ban? Or was it that you were old and our republic was so rich that pistols were cheaper than bread, and that you made suicides with guns in the morning news?

Therefore, worrying for so long, no matter how great or sad, is just a conception.

She found a lot of old photos when she tidied up Grandpa Yan's room.

Years long, already yellow, one by one, are eyes big smile like golden sunflower baby, little boy. Full moon, hundred days, one year old, two years old Up to the age of 15.

On the back of each piece are vigorous pen characters: my grandson Yanxi, taken at the age of XX.

Such a good-looking child, laughing all the depression and discontent in the world seems to have retreated. Suddenly a moment, such as water flow of the years with warm sunlight, amazing eyes.

When I was a child, I laughed better. Ah Heng frowned, and the words were presented without thinking.

It's strange that for the same person, why are photos so different from reality?

She saw Yan Xi, smile is always raised half of the lip corner, indifferent and plain look. Even when it's a prank, it's just a cunning eye. However, the corner of the mouth will never fade away, it is that a touch of unexplained irony, and today's photos see a school of unreserved charm, just like the difference.

Is it just the age gap? However, the appearance did not change much There was a pause in her fingers.

Later, looking down, but only to see the sudden vacancy, the pale plastic film.

How about his age from 15 to this year?

For two years, why is it a blank?

That smile, left, right, straight, happy, not sharp, why disappeared out of thin air

Aheng is thinking about something, unconsciously closes the album, but accidentally falls to the ground.

Pick up, touch the hard back of the album, there is rough grinding. She fixed her eyes and gently touched her index finger. There were four letters with deep marks.

D-E-A-D

Dead。

Gone.

Ah Heng turned around, and the boy was leaning on the door, smiling at her with burning eyes.

"Ah Heng, is the meal ready?" He asked her, gently pressing her left foot over her right foot.

Random behavior, it seems a little strange.

A Heng tiny squint, end congeals this youth for a long time, calm posture, gentle mouth: "good."

After that, I put the album back on the bookshelf.

After lunch, aheng received a call from home, and her grandfather asked her to go home.

Yan Xi is still in support of his "Chaoyang", silent and quiet posture.

Ah Heng, inconvenient to disturb, left quietly. But when she stepped downstairs, the door of the young man's room was closed and locked in an instant, just as quietly as she was walking.

Clearly, there is no wind.

When she got home, she was telling a joke, which made her mother and grandfather laugh. Aheng also laughs and stands in the porch and hisses to Sister Zhang who opens the door.It's a pity to interrupt such warmth.

"What do you think, mom?" Sylar spoke in a vivid way.

Wen's mother was curious: "how about it?"

"Our teacher said," well, winsle, why haven't you seen your brother for such a long time? When you come back, you must ask your parents to persuade your brother that such a good student has a bad puppy love. Don't always be with the girl in class 4. What's your name... " A witty tone.

Roaring with laughter.

"Grandpa, mom, I'm back." Ah Heng came out with a smile and interrupted her.

"Oh, ah Heng is back." Wen's mother got up with a smile in her mouth.

"Are you still used to it? Just talking about your brother and Yan Xi going to junior high school, Xiao Xi is good-looking and has caused a lot of trouble. "

Ah Heng nodded, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was general and meaningless.

The so-called disaster, is it because they look better than others, or because they are implicated in thinking?

"Ah Heng, tomorrow your aunt Lin is going to do business and invite our family to dinner. Your mother bought you a formal dress and said that she would let you come back and have a try and see if it fits Mr. Wen said with a smile and pointed to the clothes in the exquisite gift box on the table.

"Aunt Lin?" Ah Heng repeated, but he had no idea.

Who is this?

Seier took ah Heng's arm and warmly explained: "it's the daughter-in-law of grandfather Lu, an old comrade in arms of my grandfather. Lu Liu's mother, who is studying in Vienna, loves us children most. She is a gentle and gentle aunt."

Very gentle, very gentle How gentle is that? It's rare for Sylar to praise a person like this.

"Softer than Mom?" Wen's mother pretended to be angry and looked at her.

Someone chuckled.

Aheng raised his head and went downstairs with a casual and loose sportswear.

"Mom, you still eat aunt Lin's vinegar? To be honest... " She frowned on purpose.

"How about it?" Wen's mother stretched out her hand and held the beautiful young man in front of her with a smile.

"Aunt Lin is much softer than you are!" The two brothers and sisters smile at each other.

"What about this? If may is more gentle than me, her son is more beautiful than my son. Oh, sad... " Wenmu smiles and nods her forehead.

In this room, Sier put down ah Heng's arm without hesitation, took Wen's mother in his arms, and grinned: "Auntie Lin has no daughter yet. Don't you have me?"

Ah Heng looked at his arm, which was put down. It was funny.

Fool, what are you looking forward to

"Grandfather, mom, I'm going to the supermarket to buy milk. Tomorrow, what time, where to eat?" Aheng picked up his clothes and looked at his watch. His face was gentle and white, and his posture was calm and modest.

"Ah, ah Heng, I'll go with you." Think and smile to aheng.

Ah Heng nodded and said yes with a smile.

Along the way, before and after, there was not much to say.

How long have you been a brother and sister? Still so unfamiliar.

"Yan Xi, these days, is painting a famous work which is said to be named" sunrise ". I go to bed at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night. I have two bags of chocolate milk before going to bed. I get up at 11 o'clock and have a cup of hot milk after waking up. I often listen to a song of long long way to go. Three meals a day, no meat, no joy, hair grows very fast, you have to cover your eyes She spoke in a flat tone, not high or low.

"I didn't ask." Think of a smile, a little embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I just remember it." Ah Heng smiles and walks through the glass revolving door of the supermarket.

She frowned, looked at the shelf for a long time, and found that the brand Yan Xi loved to drink was sold out.

"Strawberry milk, is that ok?" Siguan picked up the same brand of pink packaged milk, handed to aheng.

"I don't know." Ah Heng spoke honestly, and she remembered Yan Xi's spitting and touting chocolate milk.

"Another one." Think smile, must also think of the same scene.

On Sunday, there were a lot of people. When Siwan took aheng out, the cuff button was accidentally squeezed out.

"Wait a minute." Aheng picked up the button, turned around and walked into the crowd.

Siguan is waiting on the bench outside the supermarket. When the girl comes out again, she has just bought a sewing box in her hand.

"Bring it here." She held out her hand.

"What?" I was puzzled.

She pointed to his coat.

Think to smile to look around the crowd, some thin skinned, hesitant to take off for a long time.

Aheng bowed his head, narrowed his eyes, pierced the needle, and was familiar with his movements. His hands were white and steady.

Half covered sunset, warm in her hair, clean and warm breath.

He looked at her for a long time, but he could not look at this picture. He thought of Chen tired's words: "think Guan, you will regret it. She is a woman. "

That was when Chen tired knew that he tried his best to promote ah Heng to stay in the Yan Family and left a message.At that time, this was ridiculed and treated lightly by him. Now I look, but my heart is hit by something.

She is a woman, so, he has been unable to fill the gap that feels difficult and desperate. In a moment, she can easily fill it up.

Just because she's a woman.

And he was a man.

Therefore, he will never be able to further fill that person's regret; and she, as long as relying on the instinct of being a woman, can complete that person's life and make him so far away that he can't copy it.

After that, he never wore the coat again, no matter how tight and warm the cuffs were.

When aheng saw the legendary aunt Lin, he thought of many beautiful words. Finally, he was drowned by the slowly flowing plum fragrance in the air.

The woman was wearing a white cheongsam, faintly rendering the light plum blossom, white neck and ear are valuable diamond jewelry.

Siwan and Sier like her very much. The woman smiles at them as if her eyes were full of stars.

"What is that? You haven't seen Lu Liu. If that kid smiles, there will be more stars

Dayi turned his mouth, but he didn't get together with Siguan and Sier. He didn't like the appearance of the woman very much.

Yan Xi is even more strange. Standing there, she just looks at her coldly, and her expression disgusts her beyond description.

"Xiao Xi, Auntie doesn't go back home easily. Don't you give me a hug when you see it?" The woman smiles and opens her arms generously.

Yanxi looked at her quietly and took a step back. White canvas shoes, left foot gently on the right foot, the center of the foot and instep nestled, eyes, light as the lake.

It's like this again.

There was silence, and everyone was embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" Lin Ruo Mei looks at Yan Xi in a daze.

Thinking with a smile: "aunt Lin, you don't know. Yan Xi has had a strange problem in the past two years and doesn't like to contact people. Even if Dayi and I are closer to him, they will be angry

"Especially women." Yan Xi then followed with a faint answer.

Think of the face of smile a little stiff.

Lin Ruo Mei, however, was pale, with a kind eyebrow and a gentle mouth: "it's not good. If we don't contact girls, how can we marry a daughter-in-law? When you were a child, didn't you tell your aunt that you wanted to marry a girl who was more beautiful than you? "

"Yes, yes, Xiao Xi used to say that when he was a child." Wen's mother also laughs and leads the topic to other places.

"This is ah Heng?" Lin Ruo Mei pointed to ah Heng and said with a smile, "Yun Yi, it's very much like you. When you were young, I recognized it at a glance. It was very delicate."

"Hello, auntie." Aheng is a little stiff, but at last he is not polite.

Lin Ruo Mei patted ah Heng's hand and opened his mouth to Mr. Wen: "Uncle Wen, you are very lucky. Your grandchildren are complete. Each one is better than the other."

"Ha ha, three are not worth your family. Rumei, you have a son and everything is enough. " Although Wen was happy in his heart, he spoke tactfully.

Lin Ruo Mei is a person who is very good at adjusting the atmosphere. The atmosphere on the table is very harmonious.

Yan Xi has been lowering his head and eating the nearest dish.

Ah Heng is strange. When did Yan Xi like to eat crab roe? Always say fishy, even touch do not touch a mouthful. She took the ribs and put them into the Yan Xi dish.

Yan Xiwei looks up and sees the familiar and warm spareribs. Under the crystal table, gently move your left foot away from the instep of your right foot, and bite the spareribs as if nothing happened. Never touch the nearest crab roe in front of you.

Aheng pursed his lips and sighed, but he was slightly weak and gentle.

"Ah Heng, you like spareribs very much, don't you?" Lin Ruo Mei smiles and looks at aheng.

Aheng was a little embarrassed. Looking at the woman, the shy smile on his face disappeared in an instant. Obviously, it is gentle, but it hides the curling ice, which makes people shudder.

Ah Heng frowned, thinking about how to answer, but outside the VIP room, there was a polite knock on the door.

Walking into a man, 20-30-year-old appearance, calm and capable, wearing a pair of golden glasses, the appearance of a gentle secretary.

"Lin Dong." He went to Lin Ruo Mei and whispered something.

This box, clear and sharp sound, white porcelain spoon broken all over the floor.

Yan Xi's pupil shrinks rapidly. The eyes look at the man, and his face turns pale.

Lin Ruo Mei cast her eyes, and the corner of her mouth was a faint smile. And the man saw Yan Xi, became very panic, but in the blink of an eye, he had no expression.

The waiter on one side cleaned up the broken porcelain and replaced Yan Xi with a new pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The boy also slightly lowered his head, picked up chopsticks and continued to eat.

Aheng gazed, but found that his right hand with chopsticks, finger bone section by section pale prominent.

She lowered her head and the white canvas shoes overlapped again, too tightly to separate.

The man left, Lin Ruo Mei sat on the throne, continued to smile gently, continue to cup shadow interlaced, continue to flow the colorful banquet."Ah Heng, the crab roe is finished." Yan Xi pointed to the empty dishes in front of him and laughed, clean enough to overflow his eyes with sake.

Ah Heng is waiting for his words.

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." He yawned and his eyes were sparkling.

"I want to go home."

We are used to the ups and downs of Yan Xi's mood. After a few words from Wen's mother, she pleaded with Lin Ruo Mei to let Yan Xi go home.

Aheng watched him go quietly. He was wearing the purple Armani coat they had been shopping for a long time.

She vaguely remembered that she preferred the black look he was wearing, the long white hands, the big eyes and the invincible nobility. Not like this one, the eyebrows and eyes are bright, the morning sun and evening snow, can be like glass, thousands of good-looking, but desalinated his soul.

She insisted on the appropriateness of her choice, but chose his choice.

Aheng doesn't like spareribs at all. It's oily and greasy. However, spareribs are her best home cooked dishes. As if, with Yan Xi, she had her family routine.

She doesn't like the so-called family dinner where such a table can eat tens of thousands of yuan, because her home is not only worth the price.

She wrote a sky high price, but it was a hollow check, so she had to spend time with her, but no one was spending it with her.

She was dreaming, but the table was quiet. They turned their eyes and looked at the door, which was said to be inlaid with gold and jade. She turned around, quietly put her hand on her knee, her eyebrows and eyes were broken, and flashy fireworks flowed.

The boy ran back and breathed heavily. His black hair was wet with sweat. His slender jade hand under his purple clothes was against the door frame. His knuckles were curved, releasing all the burden.

However, the eyes were black and white. They only looked at her and tried to calm her breath: "ah Heng, are you full?"

Ah Heng smiles, sniffs and nods.

"Ah Heng, do you want to go home with me?"

Ah Heng smiles, and the landscape is dizzy: "ah, I know. Are you afraid to go home alone?"

Yan Xixiao, stretched out his hand, just ran too fast, breathing is still a little unstable, with helplessness and connivance to open his mouth: "yes, yes, I am a person, will be afraid, OK?" The sweat slipped down the young man's fingertips and wet the French carpet, which was said to be valuable.

"I know, it's too annoying, too annoying!" But she tilted her head, giggled and leaped, holding his hand.

Who is the one who complains in his heart about his childishness, willfulness, and ignorance of etiquette, but to whom does he give up his childishness without reservation?

Who has ever seen such a talk? Who has ever seen such a thermometer?

You see, they are so out of group. If they live and die, will they be much better?

If, let them go, will Much better

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