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As the school anniversary approached, the members of the student union were extremely busy, and the task of contacting former alumni fell on my head.

Most of the people on the list are well-known in this city. After hearing that I had their contact information, a friend came here and bribed me with a week's lunch to show her the list.

Of course I... gave in on the condition that I added dinner for the week.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so our school is so good, isn't this the number one student in science in the college entrance examination last year?"

"I know this. My sister graduated from the same class as her, and that girl is super handsome."

Her words were adjusted like an aunt picking carrots in the vegetable market.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, which made me drop my phone in fright: "What are you doing!"

"Sister Shengnian! She is Sheng Yan'an's younger sister."

"It sounds familiar, Sheng Yan'an, wait a minute, don't look at me with such a meaningful expression!"

Three days later, I followed the address written on the note and came to my senior sister's house. Of course, I didn't do it voluntarily. If my friend who is a music student said that as long as I could get the signatures of Sheng Yan'an and senior sister, I would contract it. My breakfast and lunch for a month, I just can't be bothered to come over.

The one who opened the door for me was a noble lady in a long black dress. Her lips were deep red, like a drop of blood on a black rose.

"Hello, I'm here to see Senior Sister Shengnian." Presumably she is the internationally renowned pianist Sheng Yan'an.

"Please come in." She bowed slightly and let me in, with some people's elegance and calmness.

I was a little embarrassed to change my slippers at the entrance, and there was the faint sound of a piano inside.

She smiled and said: "She is practicing piano in the study, you can just go there, what do you want to drink?"

"A glass of water is enough. Thank you." I heard that my senior sister and her performed four-handedly in a performance abroad five years ago. When the story was reported abroad, it became a good talk for a while.

I walked all the way looking for the sound of the piano, and sure enough, there was a person playing the piano in the study.

Her fingertips seemed to be hiding butterflies, fluttering and dancing, and her arms rose and fell with the movements, revealing a section of white under the sleeves.

I don't understand music, I just think she is beautiful.

The last note fell slowly, she slowly stopped her hands, stroked the black and white keys, then turned her gaze to me, and said with a light smile, "Hello."

"Hello, senior." I couldn't help but curiously said, "What song did you play just now?"

She smiled again, her eyes moved: "The melody of an old foreign song, "If Loving You Is Wrong"."

I looked at her, and suddenly remembered that senior sister is not surnamed Sheng, her full name is Yin Shengnian.

1,

Shengnian is a girl brought back by Yan An from a small town thousands of miles away.

"Sheng Nian, your parents are dead. From now on, I will be your guardian. My name is Yan An. Sheng Yan'an." Her expression was indifferent and undisciplined, she didn't care that this sentence would hurt a young child. , how much damage it caused.

"Hello, my name is Shengnian. Yin Shengnian." The girl stubbornly re-introduced her name.

She has the same pair of eyes as her mother, dark black, wet through the thin mist.

She looked curiously at this cold and beautiful strange woman.

Yan An stretched out his hand hesitantly, and after a while, it quietly landed on her hair, and she said, "You look a lot like your mother."

Appearance is the continuation of blood.

The girl just opened her gorgeous and desolate eyes, watching her blankly and weeping.

The funeral of Shengnian's parents was held in the small town. Half a month ago, Shengnian's grandmother was hospitalized due to illness. The adults were worried about her and wanted to pick her up to live with her. Two cars collided with each other on the way, and three people died, none of them survived.

There is no need to tell the so-called relatives. They were not familiar with each other during their lifetime, and the contact after death is even more false.What's more, Yan An never liked this kind of occasion, and he didn't lack the money to deal with the funeral. Everything was handled by a special person.

In February, when the grass grows and the warbler flies, Shengnian leaves this gentle and gloomy town.

That year, she was 11 years old.Yan An, 28 years old.

She suffered from insomnia on the first night of living in Yan An's house.

The cub would feel anxious when leaving the safe area she was familiar with, and this uneasiness tormented her until midnight. Finally, she couldn't hold back her inner whirling, and knocked on Yan An's door.

She is not asleep yet.

She didn't let her call her sister, she wanted her to call her name - Yan An.

This is a title that is equal and implies intimacy.Even for a long time after that, Shengnian would chew the name over and over again when no one was around, feeling the trembling of the vocal cords in his throat, with secret joy.

"Yan An, can I sleep with you?" She wanted to stay, she knew she would be stayed, her eyes were bottomless black.

She looked up at the girl standing in the shadows at the door, her bare white feet raised and lowered.

"Come here." She waved at her leisurely as if calling some kind of non-aggressive beast, beckoning her to go over.

She obediently walked to the edge of the bed, snuggled into the warm blanket, and tentatively approached Yan An a little bit.

Yan An didn't move. A child of this age already knows what behavior means acquiescing.

She quickly put her arms around her waist, and buried her whole face in her pruned neck.There is a nice ancient woody fragrance on her body, the smell is very light, and you need to get close to smell it.

The girl's warm breath landed on her bare skin, and there was a slight itch.

She is not a woman full of sympathy and love, she is mean and selfish by nature, her connivance is only because half of that person's blood is flowing in her body, but she doesn't understand, so she plunged into her arms recklessly .

2,

When Sheng was young, she was fostered at her grandma's house. Grandma was once a lady of a famous family, with restrained speech and reserved feelings.

The absence of family affection in her childhood seemed to be even more scarce. She grew up alone with perseverance and stubbornness, which corresponds to her indifferent and alienated temperament towards feelings.

I have never been close to people, and I have a cleanliness about feelings.

Yan An, however, gave her a feeling of instinctively wanting to get closer, and it was this feeling that prompted her to follow her to a foreign land.

Many years later, she knew the reason for this fateful blind date: because they are of the same kind, they are close to each other.

She has also received a good education since then. Yan An was born in a wealthy and well-educated family, enjoyed a good material life since childhood, and is a well-known pianist in the circle. Treat a child badly.

She never even missed Shengnian at school, every meeting that required parents to attend, the whole school knew that Shengnian in Class Nine had a famous sister named Sheng Yan'an.

"Yan An, I'm going to be spoiled by you." Sheng Nian would occasionally scold her for doting on him infinitely.

Yan An touched her white silky face and said in an ambiguous tone, "You deserve my care."

"If I grow up, will you abandon me?" Children who lack love since childhood like to prove from others that they are loved over and over again.Even if it's just a lie.

"It's hard to say. Maybe. Yes." Yan An laughed, a little self-deprecating, most of the oaths were used to deceive each other.

One year, she had a high fever in the middle of the night and muttered Yan An's name. When she woke up, she was already at the pillow, holding her with a tired face, in the posture of a mother protecting a child.

"Yan An, why are you here?" She often performed away from home, ranging from a few days to half a month.

Yan An said: "Sheng Nian, I heard you calling my name."

Shengnian also showed her talent in music intentionally or unintentionally at that time. Her mother was a talented composer. Women follow motherhood, and she is even better than her mother.

Later, Yan An began to take her in and out of occasions where there was a lot of drinking and drinking, including his own performance venue.She has been celibate for many years, and most of her friends are upper-class figures. Among them, there are many suitors, but no one can win her favor.

Seeing Sheng Nian, the people around would often say to her: "Yan An, Sheng Nian is as tall as you."

Similarity, sometimes it has nothing to do with appearance, but more of an aura that is destined to be entangled together, unable to distinguish each other.

Occasionally, gossip arose, and those people privately referred to Shengnian as a "raised girl."

Shengnian knew about it, but she didn't dislike their teasing, so what if she was raised, she just asked not to be abandoned by her.

3,

Waiting for a girl to grow up, such as looking forward to the flowers blooming, the buds are sprouting, and the petals are blooming one after another.

In a blink of an eye, Shengnian turned 15, and Yan An held an extremely grand banquet for her, inviting all her classmates and some prestigious local figures to attend.

She let those people know the magnificence behind the golden age, and also wanted to warn some people who wanted to cling to her that she and them were never from the same world.

Doing so satisfies all of a girl's romantic aspirations.

After the guests left, Yan An took out the gift she had prepared for a long time, a lipstick.

The vermilion color matched her fair complexion very well. It was her first time to wear lipstick, and it wasn't very well drawn, the corners of her lips protruded a little.

Yan An couldn't help laughing after watching it, without pity or concealment, her eyes narrowed like a good fox, she laughed enough, Fang waved to the person in front of the mirror: "Oh, come here .”

She looked annoyed, but still walked over obediently, as soon as she approached, she was pulled into her arms, her lips were immediately pressed against by the soft fingertips, and she focused on wiping the extra marks on the corners of her lips.

Lost for a moment, Sheng Nian bit her fingertips, so presumptuously.

She was startled, but forgot to pull it away, but she woke up first, feeling ashamed and annoyed, the red tide on her neck spread to the tips of her ears,

"Hey" she nodded her nose, and said with a half-smile: "Little wolf cub, can you bite?"

Sheng Nian was wronged, and he didn't dare to refute her, he just lowered his head, missing her ups and downs.

It was also at that time that her eyebrows began to grow, and the contours of her facial features gradually became clear, and suitors began to appear around her, both men and women, all of whom were the pride of heaven, but her arrogance turned people away thousands of miles away.

, the night she became an adult, she was very drunk.

"Yan An, kiss me." She murmured, pulling at the corner of her clothes,

"Drunk." Yan An smiled, and carried her into the bedroom by the waist.

As soon as he put her down, she pulled her down, her skin was close to hers, with a faint woody fragrance.

Her black eyes like flowing water deepened, "Yan An, I love you, I have loved you for many years."

Yan An covered her eyes with his slightly cool palm, kissed, falling down little by little, she was a girl who was never familiar with the world, and became her woman overnight.

She bit her ear, her eyes were moist, and her expression was stubborn, just like the girl who introduced her name to her back then: "Yan An, I'm not a mother."

In fact, Shengnian knows everything. Sensitive people always have to bear some hidden pains that others cannot touch, including the story between her and her more than ten years ago.

4,

"Yan An, give her a name." The greatest privilege that Nian Guining gave to his proud student was nothing less than a gentle Ling Chi.

Yan An clumsily picked up the newborn, soft little ball, which weighed nothing, and looked at her innocently with the same dark eyes as his mother.

"Shengnian, call her Shengnian."

Nian Guining answered with a smile.A month later, she went to a foreign country, and her relationship with Nian Guining was only maintained by one letter a month.

Seeing her again after a few years, it was Huangquan Biluo who met her far away, and heaven and man were farewell forever.

She brought back her child, the child that continued in her lineage and was named by her.

"I know, you are the prime year, my prime year." She whispered while stroking her eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly a tear fell from the corner of her eye. This was the second time when Sheng Nian saw her cry, it was very beautiful.

This year, she suddenly remembered what her mother told her many years ago, the meaning of her name.

In the prime of life, the warm and abundant love, the love hidden in the years.

What she never let Yan An know was that there was a teacher who fell in love with her talented student, but this fateful encounter came too late. Once, he fled under her fiery gaze.

A few months later, according to the arrangement of the family, the teacher married his fiancé on a certain auspicious day.The next year, she gave birth to a daughter, called the prime year.

——end

The author has something to say: This is a story of a cultivation system.

Missing the two phases of teacher and student, life and death are regrettable.

The reincarnation of fate continues in her daughter's prime.

She fell in love with Yan An in her most prosperous years.

From the age of 11, wait until.From youth to adulthood.

What Yan An loves is her mother, this is the past.

Yan An loves her prime years, the rest of her life.