[Whirlwind Girl] Wen Jun is like the past

"Little Ayi, did you miss me?"

On the other end of the phone, the tone of voice was still ruffian, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, "Brother, I miss you very much, when will you arrive?"

"Evening, but I sent you a gift, did you receive it?"

"Gift?" Fang Tingyi exclaimed, "Mr. Grandet, you actually bought me a present?"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

"Okay, Monsieur Grandet, I'm going to receive your gift." She teased playfully, "I hope it's not a letter expressing love."

After hanging up the phone, she put on a thin coat and turned the wheelchair to open the door, "Who is there?"

Outside the door, a man with black hair and blue eyes stood tall. His slightly curly bangs drooped to half cover those deep eyes, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Little Ah Yi, do you still like this gift?" A Nuo bent down and stretched out his hand maliciously.

Under his clutches, the originally soft short hair instantly turned into a chicken nest, she tilted her head to avoid his cock, "Doesn't it mean that you will arrive tomorrow?"

"In order to come here earlier, I haven't slept for two days." Withdrawing his hand, he naturally squatted down, half lying on her lap, "Xiao Yi, I'm very sleepy."

Seeing the man's tall body curled up at her feet, Fang Tingyi's heart trembled, and she suddenly felt distressed.

She raised her hand and brushed away the bangs on his forehead. As expected, two big dark circles were clearly visible.Gently pushed someone with closed eyes, "Get up, go to the house and sleep again, I can't move you."

Hearing this, A Nuo got up obediently, closed the door and pushed her to go in, "Dear girl, the second gift will arrive in the afternoon, remember to check it. My brother and I are going to catch up on sleep."

After speaking, he walked into her room unceremoniously, threw himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the living room, Fang Tingyi twitched her lips helplessly, then turned and went to the study.

Until the evening, in the afterglow of the setting sun, Arnold finally left the bed.

With a mess of hair on his head, he staggered out of the room. When he was sleepy, when he smelled the aroma from the kitchen, he "floated" towards the dining table with a clear goal.

By the time Fang Tingyi brought out the last dish from the kitchen, he had already consciously started eating it.

"Little Ah Yi, have you received the gift?" His mouth was stuffed, and he still didn't forget to ask for credit, "That's because I tortured the teacher for a month before he let go." In the end, he was ruthless by that old fox. He made a big pit of money.

He silently added a sentence in his heart, thinking about it now still hurts a bit.

"How much have you been tricked again?" The question hit the nail on the head.

A Nuo drooped his eyes and fluttered his nostrils slightly. He picked up the rice grains and said bitterly, "Half of the property."

"It's worth it." Seeing his pretended aggrieved expression, Fang Tingyi couldn't help laughing, "That's an old antique."

Thinking of the afternoon, when she unwrapped layer after layer of packages and saw that favorite piano, she was almost overwhelmed by the shock and emotion in her heart.She didn't expect that just seeing him once at Professor Steven's place, and the only time she showed her affection, would be firmly remembered by him.

To know that it was the only item left by Professor Steven's grandmother, how much effort did he spend to...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually turned into soreness at the corner of her eyes, "Brother, why are you being so nice to me?"

"In order for you to support me in retirement." Touching her drooping little head, Arnold said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I will always remember what you said five years ago."

Also, between relatives, why see each other?

She didn't worry about it anymore, "Brother, you can accompany me to meet grandpa after dinner."

"Ah."

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In Xianwu Daoguan, the light moonlight sprinkled on the old building, adding a bit of loneliness, just like its owner, who has been martial arts all his life, but his temples are gray.

At the other end of the boulevard, there are footsteps in twos and threes from far to near.

"Tingyi, the curator is waiting for you inside." Shen Bo, dressed in a white Taoist uniform, stood still outside the house.

After years of precipitation, he has already receded from the youthful innocence, and he has also shouldered the responsibility of the senior brother of Xianwu Daoguan.Now standing there quietly, he also has a calm demeanor.

A Nuo stepped forward to open the door, and naturally pushed her through the door.

In the ears, there was the slight sound of wheels rolling across the floor. Wan Zhongde, who had his back to the door, straightened his waist, like an old pine tree on the edge of a cliff. It looks tall and tough on the outside, but it is full of traces of time on the inside.

"Grandpa."

With a soft call, he suddenly shook his shoulders and turned around slowly.

When the cloudy eyes saw the person in the wheelchair, mist floated up.

"It's been five years, do you still remember coming back?" He opened his mouth, but his lips trembled slightly, "Fang Tingyi, where do you put my grandfather?"

He reprimanded sharply, with an expression on his face that was not angry but arrogant. If ordinary people saw him, they would naturally be very afraid of him, but Fang Tingyi felt very kind.

"Grandpa." He stepped forward to hold his hand with interest, and his words were full of admiration, "Tingyi misses you very much."

"You—" A mouthful of anger dissipated in her soft coquettish voice, Wan Zhongde sighed, and glanced at A Nuo, "Who is this?"

"Grandpa, my name is Anuo, and I belong to Tingyi—" He paused at this point, as if he didn't know how to introduce himself.

"Brother." Seeing his slightly embarrassed expression, Fang Tingyi accepted the words with a smile, "He is brother A Nuo."

Arnold?It's such an old name.

The old man stared thoughtfully at the unusually handsome man in front of him, his eyes seemed to pass through him and through time, "Are you that boy from 16 years ago?"

"Yes." His usual hippie smile was gone, his expression was remote and gloomy, like a beast walking alone in the dark, "I've been looking for her for a long time."

A small hand quietly reached out from the side, and the warmth of the palm pulled him back from the past.A Nuo bowed his head and smiled at her, indicating that he was fine.

The memory was flipped, and the facts that were tried to cover up became clear.

Wan Zhongde looked at him softly, with pity and guilt, "The Fang family is sorry for you."

When he saved Tingyi's life, the Fang family was supposed to adopt him, but in the end they left him in England in a coma.This matter is both emotional and reasonable, and the Fang family is ashamed of him.

If not for...

Thinking of this, he glanced at Tingyi vaguely, feeling a little more helpless in his heart.

"It's Tingyi who has something to do with me. As for the Fang family, it has nothing to do with it. Why should I be ashamed." Yun Danfeng revealed the past lightly, and A Nuo wrapped her hand tightly, "The Fang family I'm sorry, it's always just Tingyi."

What he cares about has never been about reaching the sky in one step and being well-clothed and well-fed, but about the girl who softly called him "Brother Arnuo".Therefore, when he saved her back then, he had no regrets, and the Fang family left him to fend for himself, so he had no complaints.

He thought that the Fang family would give her the best life and that she would be happy forever.

But in the end, why did Fang's family hurt her the most?

"You're fine."

After a while, Wan Zhongde showed a rare smile, and looked at him with a little more kindness in his eyes.

"Tingyi, do you have any plans when you come back this time?"

Taking out the prepared invitation card from her bag, she smiled obediently, "Grandpa, I'm going to hold a concert in a few days, and I'll invite Grandpa and the juniors and sisters from the gym to join us."

"Okay, okay, okay." After receiving the invitation, he saw the gold-plated "Nirvana" printed on it, and he responded excitedly, feeling a sense of relief and pride in his heart that "there is a young girl in my family" .

"Grandpa, how is everything in the museum these years?"

"Very good, boy Shen Bo..."

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Outside, the night is dark, leaving only a room full of warmth.

After a long time, the two finally said goodbye.

Before going out, the smiling old man pulled A Nuo over, and the two men whispered.

"When you are free in the future, come and see me with Tingyi."

"Understood, grandpa, next time we will have a hand-to-hand talk."

"You boy, I will definitely kill you to death."

Seeing the two chatting happily, Fang Tingyi interrupted helplessly, "It's getting late, grandpa should go to bed early."

His face turned red when he was teased by his granddaughter, Wan Zhongde put his hands behind his back, and resumed his serious and serious appearance, "Then you all pay attention to safety on the road."

After saying goodbye, the two left together as they had when they came.

The autumn wind blew up a few fallen leaves, swirling in the air, and the old man standing in front of the house couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

He has been pursuing Yuan Wu Dao all his life, and in the end, his daughter and granddaughter have also fallen for it.Whether this attachment is right or wrong is nowhere to be studied.

"Master, it's late at night, let's go in."

With a faint reminder, a young man with a calm face gradually emerged from the shadow not far away.

He didn't know how long he stood, and even his temples seemed to be covered with autumn frost.He stood there, silent, as indifferent as an old black and white photo.

"Shen Bo, you come in with me."

"Yes."