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Fanxing smile like a cat, joking: "in a word, you ah, live like an old man, you don't worry, I'm ok."

Some of the vendors were shopping in the dark streets.

As he went down the road, he was busy looking around.

"Girl, buy some fruit. We grow it ourselves. It's fresh." An old man with gray hair sat on his own stool and called for the Vatican star.

Fanxing took a look at the old man. The snowflakes formed a layer of white sand on his thin shoulders, which matched with his white hair, and seemed more and more desolate.

Twist to the fruit basket in front of the old man. There are more than a dozen apples left in the basket. They look like ordinary.

After sipping his mouth, Fanxing turned his head and looked at Wen. He said in a low voice, "let's buy some fruits. All my fruits have been eaten."

Wen Yiyan took a look at her, and then looked at the old man, with a trace of clarity in his eyes.

He didn't remember all the apples.

"Good." He spoke with indifference.

Brahma grinned at him.

In the end, she bought all the ten apples she had left. When she left, she said to him, "it's snowing. Please go home."

"Well, all the fruits have been sold out. I want to go back. Thank you, little girl The old man is smiling, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes are stacked and full of vicissitudes.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Fanxing put the fruit on the cart basket, emptied his hands and began to play with the snow.

This girl, see snow with crazy like, play all the way is not greasy.

Wen Yiyan squinted at her, just wanted to say a few words to her, but the mobile phone suddenly rang.

It's Wen Yiyan's mobile phone.

He picked up, Liu Jiamin's voice in the ear, "a word, Xiaoxing went to see you, did you see her?"

Wen responded in a low voice: "well, she's next to me."

"When will you come back? I'll watch the time to make dinner."

"We're on our way home, about twenty minutes."

"Well, I'll prepare dinner now."

Just as Wen said that he had just hung up the phone, a motorcycle in the distance ran towards the Vatican star at a very fast speed. The Vatican star was still playing with snow and did not know that the danger was approaching.

Wen Yiyan almost reflexively threw away his bicycle and his mobile phone fell down in a panic.

At the critical moment, he took a long leg, put his arm around the waist of Vatican and lifted her up.

Mo's body in the side of the whistle, Wen Yiyan holding the Vatican star in the already white snow around two circles.

"Bang." In the cold air, there was the sound of bicycle falling.

Night completely enveloped the whole city, neon everywhere, white snow flying in the air, five color lights without violation into the white, a total of a superb picture.

Fanxing's head was leaning against Wen Yiyan's chest, and he looked astonished.

She was scared.

His heart beat was very fast, because it was not a sound of panic in his ears

She raised her eyes and looked at Wen Yiyan. The dark yellow light shone on his perfect side face, and the snowflakes fell mischievously between his thin lips, with enchanting charm.

Wen Yiyan twisted his eyebrows and looked at mo de who had gone far away. He looked heavy and looked down at the girl in his arms. However, he just had a slightly obsessed eye on the Vatican star.

He was suddenly stunned, and then a moment of trance, and quickly reacted.

He let go of his hand, pushed her away a little, angrily rebuked: "don't you look at the road and see the car, do you listen to my words?"

Although his tone was ferocious, Fanxing didn't feel afraid. Instead, he laughed.

Her eyes twinkled at him, and her cheeks flushed. She teased, "in a word, you worry about me so much, do I like me?"

Wen Yiyan was stunned. After two or three seconds, he suddenly opened his mouth calmly, "do you daydream? Home. "

With that, he bent down to pick up the phone. Fortunately, the screen didn't break. He patted the snow on it and put it back in his pocket. Wen Yiyan walked to the bike that had just fallen on the ground.

Fanxing bit his lip and went to him and said with a smile, "it's dark now. It's not a daydream."

Wen Yi picked up the bike, checked the front and the chain, and made sure it wasn't broken. Then he pushed it forward.

Fanxing came to him, folded his hands on his back, casually pulling the topic to ease the atmosphere.

"Guess what your aunt will cook tonight..."

Wen ignored her.

Fanxing continued, "it should be three dishes and one soup. There are vegetables you like and chicken I like. What do you think?"

“…… Probably. "

Vatican immediately laughed, "then that, that, that soup, guess what it is?"

The orange light pulled the two people's figures very long. Over the shadow, there was a wind passing slowly, and the white snow wind was flyingTwo people you a word I a word of response, especially harmonious.

Time in a hurry, suddenly passed, the Lantern Festival as promised.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, Wen Jianlin, who had been away from home for a long time, came back.

Can't say miss or excited, Wen Yiyan and Liu Jiamin's reaction are calm.

That night, the family ate the first reunion dinner of the year.

Except Liu Jiamin, all of them were not good at words. However, Liu Jiamin was angry with Wen Jianlin and was not willing to take the initiative to speak. Therefore, the atmosphere was once embarrassed.

"When will you go back to school?" Wen asked.

Wen Yiyan looked cold and said, "a week later."

"Are you still used to school life?"

Wen Yiyan closed his eyes and said, "well."

It's been more than a year, and it's time to get used to it.

Obviously, Wen felt that he was a little late in asking this question. He stopped holding his chopsticks and then asked, "is the living expenses enough?"

"That's enough."

Wen Jianlin coughed and asked, "did you meet the girl you like in school?"

Wen Yiyan's eyes flashed, and Fanxing's delicate and immature face flashed from his mind, and said in a low voice, "No."

The dialogue between father and son is so rigid that it seems to be the same as other father and son, talking about trivial things in life, but they are different.

Xu is a long time did not meet, the feelings are weak, between the words always less close, more wipe alienation.

Liu Jiamin had no answer from the beginning to the end. She used her meal gracefully and quietly, her eyes drooping and her face cold.

When the meal was almost finished, Wen Jianlin put down his chopsticks, put his elbows on the table, clasped his hands in front of him, took a look at Liu Jiamin and his son, and suddenly said, "before I came back, I applied for retirement next year."

Liu Jiamin looked up in astonishment and looked at him in surprise.

Wen Yiyan also raised eyes to see him, two people did not speak.

"After next year, I can stay at home and spend more time with you." Wen Jianlin's mature and serious face was tinged with a trace of guilt.

Liu Jiamin is no doubt very surprised, finally can not help but ask, "how so sudden?"

Wen Jianlin said: "I've figured it out. I've grown so big now. I've devoted most of my life to archaeology. Now it's time to return to my family."

Liu Jiamin is not happy, but she is not happy.

Wen Yiyan or the usual indifference, whether in his face or in his heart, there is no big ups and downs, as if he stayed or left, there is no difference, he has been used to it.

After dinner, Wen Yiyan went back to his room to read a book. Just after reading two pages, Vatican star rushed in from outside.

"In a word, there are a lot of Lantern Festival activities on the street. Let's go out and have fun. It's said that there will be dragon dance this year." Fanxing wind ran to the table in general, lying on the table, a word of congealed Wen, the stars twinkled in his eyes.

"No He has always been not interested in the noisy places of these people, even a little repelled.

Fanxing pulled his face, bent his lips and said, "go, we didn't have the Lantern Festival together last year, and I don't know when we can spend it together. Let's go with me this year."

"Go, go..."

"Just play for a while."

"I haven't seen a dragon dance yet."

“……”

Under the soft mill of Fanxing's tireless efforts, Wen Yiyan finally left the door.

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