Yizhi

2003.5.29, Guangzhou.

"Shen Jinli."

"Ok?"

"How long will you be back this time?"

Zhao Huan was lying on the same bed with her mother.

The weather was not completely hot, so Shen Jinli put a thin blanket on the two of them.She grabbed her mother's finger that was standing in front of her eyes, the beautiful Kou Danjia, and Zhao Huanyu asked again: "Will it hurt to do manicure?"

Shen Jinli asked, "Does it hurt to cut your nails? Stupid." She half-sitting and leaning against the head of the bed, with her arms around Zhao Huanyu's shoulders, her fingertips curled up as gracefully as the curves of her eyelashes, she asked, " looks good?"

Zhao Huanyu said at the beginning: "It's okay."

"Little devil."

"How many days?"

"Just look at you well, and leave tomorrow."

"Where's the next stop?"

"Switzerland."

"stay How long?"

"Not sure, look at the visa."

Zhao Huanyu snorted, turned her head again, and complained, "I came back to see me after SARS. If I was really infected, my corpse would have smelled by now." She immediately corrected, "Oh, SARS corpses are usually burned before they cool down. Shen Jinli, are you really my real mother?"

Shen Jinli gave birth to Zhao Huanyu at the age of 19, but now she seems to be in her early thirties.Skin, figure, and eyes still have a strong girlish atmosphere.

Shen Jinli knocked her forehead, and hugged her daughter even tighter: "No, you were picked up by the trash can."

Zhao Huan and haha ​​laughed, rubbing their faces again and again, buried in Shen Jinli's lower abdomen, and said in a muffled voice, "That's great."

Shen Jinli endured the itch, and stroked her black satin-like hair: "When you were born, you were reluctant to come out. The doctor cut me open, and the wound was not well sewed, leaving an ugly scar. It can be removed, but I don't want to, this is the trace you gave me." She lifted up some clothes and asked playfully, "Do you want to see it?"

"I've seen it."

At that time she was still young, less than ten years old, Shen Jinli rarely came to see her.At night, Shen Jinli took her to sleep, she pretended to close her eyes, waited for her mother to fall asleep, got up again, and looked at the beautiful and strange Shen Jinli in novelty.

Then I saw the scar on my stomach, twists and turns, hideous and terrifying, like a centipede.She cried in fright, the cry was very small and soft, Shen Jinli, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, didn't hear it, but Shen Leji immediately opened the door and broke in to see her.

He has been guarding outside.

Shen Leji immediately carried her out, held her in his arms, walked up and down the living room, patted her back and coaxed her softly.

"Yu'er, don't cry yet, tell brother what's wrong?"

Zhao Huanyu lay on his shoulders blindfolded and did not speak.

"Did you fall asleep just now? Woke up after having a nightmare? Well, don't cry, then come to sleep with my brother tonight."

Before the age of six, Zhao Huan and Ye Ye were both taken care of by Shen Le. After entering elementary school, they listened to Fu Ke's words and separated another bedroom to let her be independent.

Shen Le thought that Zhao Huan would be afraid of life and troubles, so after the whole family fell asleep, he was the only one who silently paid attention to the movement in the room.After coaxing for a few minutes, I realized that the coaxing was in the wrong direction. Zhao Huan and he were not afraid of Shen Jinli, but because he was afraid of Shen Jinli's pain.

Zhao Huanyu laughed again when he thought about it, and with a smile, Shen Jinli's loose linen shirt in front of his stomach became wet.

"Today is Shen Lejie's wedding anniversary," she said.

Shen Jinli was surprised: "I still remember the anniversary quite clearly, haven't I been waiting to see him?"

"He's my brother, he can't wait to see where he goes."

"I mean, you were so good when you were young, and when you grow up, people will provoke you everywhere. It was because of your brother that you ran away from home in high school, right?"

"Mom, but nothing seems to change."

In the end, he was threatened to laugh at his wedding, hold a banquet for him, hold back wine for him, and give him a speech.

Newcomers, happy marriage for a hundred years, grow old together.

There was too much water, and finally soaked through the clothes, condensed into beads, and dripped onto Shen Jinli's scar.She raised Zhao Huanyu's face with a calm expression, it was full of tears, her eyes were wet, but there was no difficulty, no suffering.

Pain is commonplace.

Shen Jinli approached her, pressed against her, and kept wiping her face with his long sleeves: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Slowly, the movement stopped.As for mother-daughter bond, she said: "Zhao Huanyu, you don't know how."

"Shen Jinli, am I really my own?"

Seeing her daughter's smile, Shen Jinli also grinned, and tears welled up in her eyes: "It's over, it really is."

She didn't want Zhao Huanyu to see her tears, and she didn't want to see Zhao Huanyu's tears, so she hugged her and let her head rest on her stomach safely.

"Happy and happy, happy and happy, I said at the time that names can't be chosen like this." Shen Jinli raised his head and said, "Your uncle insisted that the names of brothers and sisters should have a connection, which has a good meaning. Well, what's the good thing. It’s a good name for a couple.”

She wanted to continue to say something, but she took a deep breath and closed her mouth.

The bed is very big, and the mother and daughter are leaning together, occupying only one corner.

Time passed quickly, and the window quickly darkened.Time was slow, and they stayed together all night in silence.

"No way. Don't beg."

Shen Jinli didn't close her eyes all night, she said this to Zhao Huanyu at dawn.

Profound, deep, tactful and mournful.

This sentence, this voice, did not come from the throat.Instead, it came out of her body, from the first half of her life, from the winding scar in front of her abdomen.

Can't touch love.

Don't expect perfection either.

These two words grew a pair of wings, and they kept thumping into Zhao Huan's mind, always ringing, repeated, hard to stop, especially sharp when she was facing Shen Lejie.

Force her to tie a knot to herself and tie it to the net.

Shen Leji hadn't seen her smile like this for a long time.

She is a girl who has a hard time growing long hair, and she has to go to the barber shop every time the length is over her shoulders.Fortunately, the face is delicate and versatile, the long hair is gentle, and the short hair is sassy.Effortlessly, a smile can bring together the two temperaments that are different from each other.

Ever since Zhao Huan and Shen Le both combed and braided her hair in the early morning of the second year of junior high school, his Yu'er was no longer a clingy little girl.

He knows it.

So, at this moment, this kind of laughter adds some credibility to the name "fiancé".

Huo Da felt the hostility, the kind of hostility he had experienced once in Wang Xinghe before.What he saw was completely different from what Zhao Huan had dictated to himself before, and the facts were completely out of expectation.Staring at Shen Leju, his eyes were more playful.

Huo Da accepted Zhao Huan's words and called out with her, "Brother, hello."

The atmosphere became tense on Shen Leji's side.

Wang Xinghe leaned on the sofa, turned his head towards the door, glanced at Shen Leji, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Xiao Huanhe, come here and continue." Then he meant something, "When people come, find a place to sit by yourself. What are you doing? Waiting for eight sedan chairs to pick you up?"

Although they grew up together, Wang Xinghe and Shen Le have never been close, and they can get along with each other with just a few words.

Zhao Huanhe bent his eyes and went to hold Shen Leji's arm, his fingers pressed against his skin, and his wrists were close together.

She said calmly: "Okay, brother, Huo Da has already met his mother. Don't worry about anyone who can pass the test in Shen Jinli." She smiled like a flower, "Brother, it's not easy to get together, play with us for a few minutes game?"

How far has it been since she was so close to him last time?

Shen Le looked at those two eyes, unable to remember.

Song Yezhi stood beside Yi Qingwei, his surprise turned to uneasiness, and then his expression gradually calmed down.Following Zhao Huanyu's frowns and smiles, he was stunned.

He understands, Zhao Huan doesn't want to fight anymore, he doesn't want it anymore.Throw away your helmet and armor, and let things go in peace.Unlike the big fanfare when she was young, her giving up is being carried out silently and moderately. I don't know how many rehearsals she has rehearsed. Today, she is skillfully controlling the situation.

Yi Qingwei squeezed his hand tightly and said, "Teach me how to make the bottom material."

Song Yezhi followed him into the kitchen, and Yi Qingwei closed the door and locked it.He rubbed Song Yezhi's face to bring him back to his senses.

"Song Yezhi, you know what's going on with Zhao Huanyu." Yi Qingwei whispered.

Everyone is wrong today.

Song Yezhi looked into his eyes.The words on the paper were written stroke by stroke, and the words he made up in his chest were also pieced together word by word.

"She liked Lejiege—for many years."

"Today, it seems that I can't hold on anymore."

Yi Qingwei was speechless.

"Does it sound strange?" Song Yezhi hugged Yi Qingwei slowly, resting his forehead on his shoulder, "Uncle, don't say anything."

Yi Qingwei suddenly remembered the two teenagers who hugged each other and wept under the shade of the tree, and himself who witnessed everything from the window of the hospital office that year.

Rubbing Song Yezhi's back neck with his fingers, he said gently, "It's not surprising. It sounds difficult."

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I don't know how things developed into one update a week, so I apologize seven hundred times!However, weekly updates are also on the sidelines of stable updates... (Dangerous speech.) It will be fine after December, and I'm sorry for the advance payment of a few hundred.