Reborn on the Happy Hall + Spoiler

Xu Yihan frowned: "What do you mean?"

Deng Yuan looked at Xu Yihan with the same puzzled expression: "Isn't today the [-]th anniversary of my third aunt's death? I just thought—"

He suddenly stopped his voice.

Xu Yihan asked word by word: "Whose death anniversary is today?"

"...Third Aunt," Deng Yuan's expression became panicked, "It's...that's your mother."

"..."

"Yihan." Deng Yuan seemed to want to grab Xu Yihan's hand, but was frightened by Xu Yihan's expression and stopped, with one hand hanging in mid-air awkwardly.

"...Oh, it's the tenth anniversary of my mother's death," Xu Yihan turned his head to look at the bunch of white chicks, "I mean, no wonder."

"Yihan—"

"Sister," Xu Yihan said, "I really didn't know it was today."

He continued on his own: "I asked someone about it. I only know that she wanted to eat Chaoshou when she left, and she left at the end of April and early May—but I don't know the exact date. I also asked someone to find her I think there is always an exact date on the tombstone, right? But I couldn’t find it, I have searched the cemetery and several cemeteries in Deng Village, but I can’t find it.”

"Deng village collectively moved the grave, so—"

"Sister," Xu Yihan said calmly, "Thank you for telling me, it turned out to be today, March 29th, I remembered it."

Deng Yuan stood up abruptly, walked around the table and hugged Xu Yihan tightly.

Xu Yihan was sitting, he was standing, he put one hand on the back of Xu Yihan's neck, and with the other he stroked the back of Xu Yihan's head vigorously, as if there was an invisible wound under Xu Yihan's pitch-black hair.Xu Yihan's face was pressed against Deng Yuan's warm belly, he closed his eyes, and let Deng Yuan hug him without moving.Under the warm yellow light of the dining room, the two of them hugged into a silent statue.

After a long time, Xu Yihan smiled lightly.

"Sister," he said suddenly, "can you dance?"

"Huh? I... won't."

"It's okay, I'll back you in, follow my footsteps, it's very simple."

Xu Yihan took Deng Yuan's hand to the living room, turned off the lights, and the spacious living room was plunged into darkness.He embraced Deng Yuan's waist with his right hand, and held Deng Yuan's hand with his left hand.Without music, he counted street beats in Deng Yuan's ear in a low voice: "One two three—two two three—three two three—" He remembered when he was a child, when he was very young, old Xu I haven't quarreled with Deng Xiuli yet, they like to go to the ballroom to dance, and they dance to this kind of national standard.They brought Xu Yihan along and asked him to sit and watch. There were so many people on the dance floor. Xu Yihan would be dazzled if he didn't pay attention, but he could quickly find Lao Xu and Deng Xiuli.Because Deng Xiuli is tall and has a good figure, she is always the one with the most standard figure.She lowered her waist slightly, her body formed a flexible and beautiful arc, like a freshly bloomed white platycodon——

"One-two-three-two-two-three-three-two-three-" Xu Yihan counted the beats in a low voice. He and Deng Yuan advanced and retreated. It wasn't very coordinated, but they danced after all.They slowly advance and retreat, and slowly rotate, as if they are also on the dance floor, but there is no one dancing the national standard on the dance floor now, right?Xu Yihan thought, at that time Deng Xiuli danced very beautifully, his mother danced very beautifully, he was the child of such a beautiful woman, no matter who his father was, he was not a bastard!no.

Xu Yihan said softly, "Sister, you dance very well."

He couldn't see Deng Yuan's expression, only heard Deng Yuan's shy voice: "I can't dance..."

Xu Yihan smiled: "Dancing very well, really."

In the dark, he shed tears all over his face.

Chapter 53

Liu Yusheng quarreled with the trumpet and praised him, finally feeling better.He felt more comfortable, and he wrote the text very smoothly. Before eleven o'clock, he finished writing the update of "I'm Really Wrong with the President" and posted it on the Internet.

Then he took a shower, didn't even play with his phone, and went straight to bed.

——Tomorrow morning, I have to go to the hospital to change shifts with Uncle Wang.

I have been really exhausted these past few days, running between home and the hospital, and I am tired; I have to update the article, and I have to face the bloody storm on the Internet, and my heart is tired.Liu Yusheng fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt as if he was floating in the gentle current, which was very comfortable.

So, when Liu Yusheng was awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone, he took the ringtone as the alarm clock for waking up in a daze.

So fast?Liu Yusheng sat up in a daze and looked out the window.

Why is it still dark?

The bell was still ringing, Liu Yusheng was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly realized - it wasn't an alarm clock!

Two words are displayed on the screen: Zhao Xin

Liu Yusheng suddenly became sober.

"Yusheng," Zhao Xin's voice was still the same, deep, "are you asleep yet?"

"Ah... yes, I went to bed early today, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xin actually smiled.

He smiled lightly, flitting lightly over the lake like a swallow.Liu Yusheng was a little dazed. Zhao Xin was always cautious when calling him before, but after he rejected him, he became more serious—why did he still laugh in the middle of the night?Besides, hasn't he just been "revealed"?Can you still laugh?

"Yusheng," said Zhao Xin warmly, "is 'Spicy' your trumpet?"

Liu Yusheng: "..."

He felt that he was hysterical, dreaming.

"You little account, they picked it up." Although Zhao Xin didn't smile, his voice was filled with a smile. "Look at WeChat, I've sent you some screenshots."

"How is it possible?!" Liu Yusheng panicked, "There is nothing on my account!"

"Didn't you just quarrel with someone?"

"It's just today! It's never been before—" Liu Yusheng choked up, and suddenly realized, didn't he quarrel and praise because of Zhao Xin? !

"Your tuba seems to be paying attention to this trumpet?"

Yeah?To be honest, Liu Yusheng didn't have the slightest impression.But since he ended up quarreling under the trumpet, he was picked out, and the person concerned came to his door... Perhaps it was also because he was not fully awake, he was so ashamed that he stuttered:

"Then I... I'll go and see..."

"Okay, let's see first."

Liu Yusheng opened WeChat first.Unread messages rushed to my eyes:

Lu Bianyue: Brother Yu, what kind of elementary school student operation is this? ? ?Is it okay to drop the horse suddenly? ? ?Are you being cute? ? ?

President of the Support Club: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!I cried!You and Donaldson are really beautiful love! ! !

Edit: Hairtail is big, is that number really you?

As for Zhao Xin, he didn't speak, and sent several screenshots directly.

The first screenshot hits the nail on the head - the follower list of "Canned Hairtail".

In the screenshot, "spicy flavor" is impressively listed.

The second screenshot is a Weibo with the tag "Dyson cp":

@费也 also also: #迪森cp# What is this peerless sugar, sisters, I beg you to come and taste it!The spicy taste is definitely the hairtail trumpet! ! !First, hairtail pays attention to the spicy taste!There is not a single Weibo on the Spicy Flavor account!It looks like a zombie!Why does hairtail pay attention to this account?Even if this account is not his trumpet, it must be someone he knows!Otherwise, he wouldn't pay attention for no reason!Second, there is nothing wrong with the "spicy canned hairtail"! ! !How smooth! ! !It turns out that octopus likes to eat spicy octopus (?) Does he want to be so cute? My old blood spewed out on the spot! ! !Third, sisters, this is a detail!Spicy also paid attention to Lu Bianyue!Lu Bianyue is a wife who writes romance, and has a very good relationship with hairtail!And Lu Bianyue also paid attention to the spicy taste!To sum up, if it’s not for the spicy taste, I would kneel down on the durian today! ! !

Liu Yusheng: ...

He remembered, finally remembered.

At that time, he just started writing articles, even if he added two or three favorites and one or two comments, he would be happy for a long time.But he was too embarrassed to directly express his excitement on the "Canned Hairtail" account, so he recorded these little joys on the trumpet: 500 have been collected today! ! !There are so many comments today^_^ A reader wrote me a long comment!

... and so on.

Later, in order to keep it secret, he set all these microblogs as a "circle of friends" that can only be viewed by mutual friends, and also related his own large and small accounts to each other.In this way, when he brushes Weibo on the large account of "Canned Hairtail", he can easily see the content on the small account.

Why do you have to watch these content over and over again?Because for him at the time, this was the only joy in life.After dropping out of school and returning home, his mother was extremely sensitive to his every move, and because of the dropout, the family was always shrouded in a heavy atmosphere.He must always be careful when facing his mother, for fear that if he doesn't pay attention to a word, he will make his mother sad, and she will whimper in a low voice.

And those microblogs, each of which recorded his dedication and progress, recorded his change from obscurity to popularity...that was the only bright color in his life.