Rebirth: Get the Zhenggong

The plane landed slowly and slowed down until it finally came to a stop, and the flight attendant announced in a sweet voice that passengers could get off with their luggage.A foreign couple sitting beside them stood up, Zhuo Junyan smiled at them, and turned to let them go out.

After staying in Beijing for a long time and getting used to the life with heating, Zhuo Junyan suddenly got off the warm cabin, and Zhuo Junyan was shivered by the more piercing chill of the night.He stomped and followed the crowd towards the direction of the airport bus, while taking out his cell phone and turning it on.

Before he had time to click on the dial interface, a message came in.Zhuo Junyan looked at the words above, sniffed and dialed the phone with a smile.Yuan Chuan on the opposite side answered quickly, and the first sentence was: "I checked the weather, Hangzhou is cloudy today, it must be very cold. There are clothes in the suitcase, take two more and put them on."

Zhuo Junyan looked down at himself who was still dressed thickly, and said yes, but he didn't take any action.It was very difficult to wait for the bus from the airport to his house, it only came once an hour, and it happened to be almost there, so he had to be in a hurry.

Walking quickly, Zhuo Junyan couldn't bear to hang up the phone too quickly even though his hands were frozen stiff: "Has the company's annual meeting started yet?"

Yuan Chuan hummed and replied: "It's almost..." He just said a word, and there was a scorching voice from the receiver: "Little Zhuozi, why did you go back to Hangzhou so early? See, Chuanzi is alone How lonely and lonely, you didn't see his dark face, and you are quite reluctant to let him come here to eat and drink."

Zhuo Junyan pursed his lips and smiled, Jiao Tan must have been pushed away by Yuan Chuan, and after a couple of quarrels, he fell silent.Yuan Chuan breathed helplessly, and said, "Be careful when driving on the road, and send me a message when you get home."

The bus drove over with its lights flashing, and Zhuo Junyan responded: "The bus is coming, I... hang up first, you should be busy."

Yuan Chuan paused for a long time before saying, "Okay."

Sitting by the window, Zhuo Junyan propped up his hands and looked out at the constantly flowing night outside, feeling a little complicated.In the past, every time he left Beijing for vacation and came back here, Zhuo Junyan was always faintly excited and excited about his hometown, similar to the sense of belonging after a long journey.This time, he found that that feeling seemed to have disappeared.

Blinking his eyes back, Zhuo Junyan raised his lips and smiled.It's because of what Yuan Chuan said, about the destination.Perhaps, subconsciously, he also felt that Yuan Chuan was his destiny for the rest of his life.

Taking out the key to open the door, Zhuo Junyan smelled the aroma of food.He shook his head with a smile, waved away the complicated emotions, and shouted: "Mom, Dad, I'm back."

After eating, the three members of the group sat together watching TV and chatting.Zhuo's father was concerned about his son's study and work. After asking around, he saw that his son was very thoughtful and far-sighted, and expressed his pertinence.

As a mother, she pays more attention to the emotional life of her children than her career.Zhuo's mother handed the peeled apple to her son, without beating around the bush, she just hit the ball straight: "Xiaoyan, did you have a girlfriend in college?"

A mouthful of apple stuck in his throat, Zhuo Junyan hooked it away with his tongue, stared at the TV and shook his head: "No, Mom."

Zhuo's mother, who basically asks this question every year, sighed, and said earnestly: "You are about to graduate now, it's time to talk about it. Mom tells you that although this matter is not urgent, it can't be completely ignored. Take it to heart..."

Listening to his mother's long talk, Zhuo Junyan felt that he had some indigestion after eating the apple.Fortunately, when his father was turning the TV station with the remote control, he happened to jump to a serial idol drama that his mother liked.

"Oh, this drama is good, don't tune it, just watch this."

"You have watched it several times, why do you still watch it?"

"Isn't it just that you haven't seen it?"

Looking at his mother who was successfully distracted, Zhuo Junyan sighed secretly, stood up and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm going back to my room to pack my luggage."

After closing the door of the room and leaning his back against the door, Zhuo Junyan felt a pain in his shoulders.He thought about a few months ago, after Yuan Chuan joined the crew of "Moving Without Wind", with the help of Yuan's mother, he found the military compound alone to meet Yuan Chuan's grandfather.Zhuo Junyan couldn't remember exactly how long he waited in front of the door against the cold wind.He only remembered the brisk feeling of letting go of one of the heavy burdens when Yuan Chuan's grandfather personally opened the door to let him in.

The timing is just a short of timing.Telling himself this way, Zhuo Junyan took a long breath and let it out, squatting in front of the suitcase to organize things.

-

However, Zhuo Junyan never expected that there was no opportunity at all, only the impulsiveness and courage of the blood.

On the day before New Year's Eve, my mother was sitting on the bed and changing the soft duvet that had been exposed to the sun. It seemed to be unintentional but the purpose was obvious. Her colleague had a daughter who happened to be graduating this year. What's more, she was also in Beijing. be in college.It is a rare thing to meet a fellow countryman in a foreign country, not to mention the relationship that the mother is a colleague.It just so happens that my daughter is coming back for the New Year, why don't you take some time to meet and get acquainted, so that we can help each other if we need anything in the future?

For this "blind date" arrangement, Zhuo Junyan suddenly felt his head swell, and many pictures flashed by at once, and the last thing he captured was the serial playback of Yuan Chuan saying he loved him again and again.

By the time Zhuo Junyan came back to his senses, it was already too late.His mother looked surprised, waved her hand and said, "Didn't you say you didn't talk about it the day before yesterday? Why do you say you have someone you like now?"

Facing his mother, Zhuo Junyan gripped the sheet tightly in his hand: "Mom...the person I like...is a boy."

Knowing what he had done, Zhuo Junyan didn't dare to look up, and didn't dare to look at his mother's reaction.Shock, disappointment, even collapse and anger, Zhuo Junyan had thought of all these, and was ready to bear the consequences.In the end, his mother didn't say anything, but silently helped him change the quilt, took the quilt in his hand and walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door for him.

Turning over and lying on the bed, hugging the quilt full of sunshine, Zhuo Junyan choked up.

After a sleepless night, when the phone ringing from Yuan Chuan woke up the next day, Zhuo Junyan got up and touched the phone, and connected it.As soon as he said hello, Yuan Chuan felt something was wrong.

"Why is your voice so hoarse, do you have a cold?"

Rubbing his throat, Zhuo Junyan smiled and said, "No, I knocked a lot of melon seeds last night and forgot to drink water. It's too dry."

Yuan Chuan's silence represented his disbelief, but he didn't get to the bottom of it, he just said: "Remember to drink plenty of water later and take a good rest."

Nodding his head and saying yes, Zhuo Junyan reluctantly hung up the phone.When he stood in front of the bedroom door, he was still hesitant, touching the doorknob for a long time, and finally got up the courage to twist it open.

On the balcony of the living room, his father was watering the flowers with a watering can.In the kitchen, his mother was preparing all kinds of dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner, and the fragrance was wafting.With a sore nose, Zhuo Junyan quickly raised his head.

After watering the flowers, Zhuo's father, who turned to pick up the scissors, saw his son standing in the living room in a daze, and then stretched out his hand to wave to him: "Come here, the camellia planted by Dad is blooming, let me show you."

Looking at his father's smiling face, Zhuo Junyan glanced at his mother who was busy in the kitchen from the corner of his eye, and walked over after a while.

Zhuo's father is nearly fifty years old, he looks simple and honest, and he is very kind.Zhuo Junyan has grown up so much, he has never seen his father get angry, neither at his mother nor at him.Zhuo Junyan guessed that maybe his mother didn't tell his father what happened yesterday, otherwise he should have witnessed his father's first outburst.

"Look, the flower buds that just formed last week are in full bloom today." Zhuo's father smiled, and helped the white camellia with water droplets in front of Zhuo Junyan, "It looks good, I only saw the sample picture before. , I didn’t expect the real one to look better.”

Zhuo Junyan stared at the pure white and nodded.

Zhuo's father said: "Son, raising flowers is similar to raising children. Let's talk about watering. Too much watering is not good, and too little watering is not good. And this pruning, only when it is appropriate and necessary Only at that time can the scissors be used, simply cutting blindly will have no effect other than destroying it." As he said, he cut off a branch that was protruding obliquely, and he turned to look at Zhuo Junyan, and asked with a smile, "You said I was right. wrong?"

"... Mmm." Hearing his father's voice, Zhuo Junyan felt that his heart, which had been chaotic all night, had calmed down a lot.He reached out and touched the flower, and asked, "Dad, why do you want to grow this kind of flower?"

Zhuo's father: "Do you know what this flower is called?"

Zhuo Junyan laughed: "Isn't it called Camellia, you told me just now?"

Smiling and touching his head, Zhuo's father said: "Yes, the white camellia... When I bought it at the flower shop, the little girl told me its flower language."

"Innocence...and said 'how can you underestimate my love'." Smiling and looking sideways at his son, Zhuo's father said, "When you are going back to Beijing, take it away."

The smile froze on his lips.

Zhuo's father sighed, put down the scissors, and said: "Your mother told me last night. Actually, this matter itself is not difficult to say. You have grown up, and you are 25 or 18 years old. In Western terms, after the age of [-], you can be independent."

"In matters of relationship, mom and dad can only give you suggestions and references. In the end, it still depends on you. Who you like and who you want to live with for the rest of your life are very important things. Since your mother and I give you You have already made a decision before giving your opinion, so why should we stop you... unless the other party is a very bad person. Of course, Dad still believes in you, and you won't like that kind of person. "

"Son, no one can underestimate other people's love, just like the flower language of this camellia. Even if I were your father and your mother, we are just your parents, and we have no right to plan your life direction. Road , I still have to go by myself."

After finishing what he wanted to say, Zhuo's father patted Zhuo Junyan's shoulder: "Okay, go to the bathroom and get a towel to cover your eyes. Your mother should feel distressed when she sees it later."

The breath held in his chest finally opened his mouth and spit it out, accompanied by tears from his eyes.Zhuo Junyan blushed and wiped his face, and wanted to say thank you incoherently, but his father interrupted him with a smile: "Go wash your face."

Nodding his head indiscriminately, Zhuo Junyan turned and walked to the bathroom, but on the way, Zhuo's mother who came out of the kitchen saw his face.

With a cry, Zhuo's mother, who was holding a ladle, went up to hold her son distressedly, and said to Zhuo's father, "What did you say, seeing him cry like this?"

Walking in, he patted his son on the back and told him to clean up and wash his face. Zhuo's father reluctantly pushed Zhuo's mother into the kitchen: "Your meatballs should be burnt, go and have a look."

In the bathroom, after turning on the faucet and wiping his face with water, Zhuo Junyan couldn't help but covered his eyes and cried again, silently.

-

After coming out to his parents and being forgiven, and venting his anger, he spent a relaxed and happy New Year's Eve, and Zhuo Junyan was filled with joy the next day.He sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt and called Yuan Chuan who was spending the Spring Festival with his parents and grandfather in Shanghai. The smile on his face was brighter than the sun outside.

Zhuo's mother opened the door and came in, and saw her son looking at the phone and smiling with crescents in his eyes.

Just after finishing the phone call, Zhuo Junyan looked up at his mother, blushing with embarrassment: "Mom, good morning, happy Chinese New Year."

"Okay." Zhuo's mother stared at the mobile phone in his hand, she was obviously curious but didn't ask, but said: "Get up and eat, I will meet someone with my mother later."

Folding the quilt, Zhuo Junyan asked, "Who are you seeing?"

Zhuo's mother: "my colleague's daughter, didn't I just tell you last night."

His hands stopped in the air, the quilt fell back on the bed, Zhuo Junyan stiffened and said, "Mom, I..."

Seeing her son's tangled face and being unable to speak, Zhuo's mother turned her mind a few times and finally understood.She widened her eyes and said, "You don't think your mother is asking you to go on a blind date with that girl, do you?"

Zhuo Junyan turned his head blankly: Isn't it?

Zhuo's mother laughed angrily, went up a few steps and snatched the quilt from Zhuo Junyan's hand, folded it neatly and said, "Is mom that kind of person? Even if you are in a hurry to find a girlfriend, you are not old enough Thirty or so, can I arrange a blind date for you?"

Zhuo Junyan was blushed by his mother's words, got off the bed, and said in a low voice, "Then you are..."

With a long sigh, Zhuo's mother clapped her hands: "Isn't it just so that you can help each other if you have something to do when you are in Beijing. If there are folks in this village, there can be one more friend... Besides, the girl already has a boyfriend Alright." She laughed as she spoke, thinking it was a mess, but at the same time feeling good.If it wasn't because of what I said, my son misunderstood, and I don't know how long it would take for him to like a boy before he could tell the old couple.

"Okay, pack up quickly, don't let the girl wait for a long time."

After explaining, Zhuo's mother went out.

In the room, Zhuo Junyan, who was fooled by himself, sat on the bed in a daze for a long time.The ding of the phone brought him back to his senses.

Yuan Chuan: After the fifth day, I will go to Hangzhou, let's go home together.

Zhuo Junyan: OK.

Looking up out the window, he pursed his lips and smiled.Sunshine, that's great.