Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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After passing by the campus, Wen Li's drunkenness dissipated. When he stopped at the corner of the road, he panted and smiled, "You don't need to run anymore."

Cheng Mosheng let go of his hand, "Your physical fitness is not good enough, it's only been a long way and you're panting like this."

"You ran too fast!"

"Not fast?"

"quick!"

"Okay. It's almost ten o'clock. It's time to go back. I'm going to work tomorrow."

"I have to walk two more streets, so tired."

"Then I carry you?"

"!!!"

"do you need?"

"unnecessary!"

"Let's go quickly then."

Wen Li went to Yao Wenlan the next day.

Pushing away from the ward, I saw an unexpected person.Yan Ruqing, who originally lived next door, was happily chatting with Yao Wenlan at this time, while the assistant stood by, pushing the wheelchair that Old Yan was sitting on.Jianwen Yue came, and Yan Lao waved at him: "Xiao Wen is here, come, chat with the old man."

Wen Li thought that he hadn't come here for a few days, so why did Yao Wenlan and Yan Ruqing get so close together? It stands to reason that Yan Lao and his family live together every day, so they don't get along at all.

Yao Wenlan half blamed: "You child, why didn't you tell your mother who lives next door in advance? I didn't know until Mr. Yan came to visit."

Since the operation, Mr. Yan's physical condition is not as good as before, but he is unwilling to lie in bed all day long.The assistant asked the doctor, got permission, and pushed him around on this floor, chatting with people, and going downstairs to bask in the sun for half an hour every day. Life was not as comfortable as before, but it was still quite comfortable.

He and Yao Wenlan met when they were looking for someone to chat with in their free time.Wen Li originally thought that Yao Wenlan didn't watch operas. After all, he hadn't heard of Yao Wenlan's hobby. He didn't expect her to be Yan Ruqing's fan. Don't mention how happy she was to meet her idol. After a few words, Yan Ruqing knew that Wen Li was her son. Then he mentioned that he had visited him not long ago and he was a good boy, which is why Yao Wenlan blamed him.

Wen Yue is not a familiar character, and he and Yan Ruqing only met for a while to accompany Cheng Mosheng on a visit, facing the sudden extra person in the ward, he couldn't help being restrained, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yao Wenlan helped him out: "Xiao Li has always been like this, not very talkative. Maybe it's because he had less contact with people when he was young, and he was always a little shy."

Old Yan was smiling, with gray hair and a pair of reading glasses, but his eyes were kind: "It's okay."

Before Wen Li came, Mr. Yan was chatting with Yao Wenlan about operas. In fact, Yao Wenlan had never heard of several complete opera performances by Mr. Yan, only the classic pieces played over and over again by a certain TV station.Elder Yan is getting old, so he doesn't perform much on stage these years, except for large-scale national events, most of the time he retreats behind the scenes, occasionally hums a few ditties, takes in two apprentices, and spends a lot of time listening to people's flattery.After being hospitalized, there are still fans who can interact with him face to face, with similar tastes to him, and a few classic songs coming out of his mouth, Mr. Yan is already very happy.So although Yao Wenlan was ashamed that he only knew a few of the songs, Mr. Yan didn't care.

He even joked: "If you and I were not in the same situation, I would have taken you as an apprentice."

Yao Wenlan smiled: "Then I am really honored."

Wen Li saw that they were chatting enthusiastically, and when he calmed down, he didn't think it was strange that Yao Wenlan and Yan Ruqing knew each other well.Even though Yao Wenlan didn't even finish high school, her literature and art have already been carved into her bones. If it weren't for the burden of her original family, maybe she could have been a lady in the past, and then choose a husband-in-law who suits her heart, and give birth to a beautiful and lovely The baby is living an ordinary and happy life.

Yan Ruqing started to talk about his youth, and his assistant gently reminded him that it was time to go back to rest, but Yan Ruqing was very energetic at the moment, saying that he would leave after the chat.

Perhaps it was Wen Yue's arrival that reminded him of the past. He said that the first time he saw Wen Yue, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat familiar. After thinking about it these days, it seemed that it was a person he had met not long after he became famous in middle age. young people.

The young man was only in his early twenties at the time, and he was so talented that he composed a piece of music at random. There was only a key, but no words, but the talent behind him could be seen.

"I still remember the tune until now. It seems that I changed it later and made it into a piano piece. Unfortunately, I never heard from him after that. I asked the person who played the piano piece, and she said it was composed by her husband. But when I saw that husband, although he looked alike, he was not like the man in my memory, he had no musical talent at all." Yan Lao said in a low voice, with a bit of nostalgia in his tone, like It's a pity to let go of a talented wizard.

Wen Li asked a lot: "What's the name of the piano piece?"

Elder Yan squinted his eyes and thought for a while: "I can't remember clearly, it seems to be called "Summer"? Knowing that I can't find that young man, I don't care much about the piano music adapted."

"Xia Ri?" Wen Li recalled that he seemed to have heard this name before, followed his memory to find the player named Tang Lai who woke him up from his sleep on the day he went to listen to the piano concert with the Cheng family.

The piece she plays is called Summer.

Wen Li hummed two short verses, the tunes were indeed there, but it just wasn't too bad, Old Yan laughed when he heard it, no wonder he guessed at that time that he was going to poach someone to sing an opera, that boy Xie Xun laughed.

Seeing Yan Lao laughing, Wen Li was a little embarrassed, but he still had to bite the bullet and finished humming: "Is this the tune?"

Old Yan nodded: "Yes. This piece is quite famous? I heard that it is the famous piece of that performer."

Yao Wenlan's expression changed when he heard the prelude hummed by Wen Li.

This tune was so familiar to her.

I met that man in early summer and fell in love with him in midsummer. On a night full of fireflies, he was holding a net on the small bridge by the river, catching fireflies for her, and singing firefly songs to her.

He said that it was called The Song of Fireflies, which he had composed himself. He hadn't filled in the lyrics, and he didn't know what to write. Tonight, he suddenly had a feeling and wanted to sing the lyrics to her as soon as possible.

Yao Wenlan's voice trembled slightly: "Old Yan, what's the name of the young man you mentioned?"

Old Yan shook his head regretfully: "It's hard to find someone just because he doesn't know his name."

After telling the story, Mr. Yan was also tired. He asked his assistant to push him back to rest. He made an appointment with Yao Wenlan to talk tomorrow. goodbye".

After Mr. Yan left, Wen Li saw Yao Wenlan's unusual appearance and asked softly, "Mom, do you know him?"

Yao Wenlan shook her head: "I don't know, I just thought of other people."

Wen Li thought to herself that her lying would make her feel at a loss, and there might only be one man in such a mess.

The man whose face was not clearly visible in the photo she kept in her collection.

He didn't intend to bring up Yao Wenlan's sadness, he couldn't laugh at Yao Wenlan's deep emotional sinking, and he didn't get out of it for 30 years.Both he and Yao Wenlan's mother and son are bad debts emotionally, and no one can laugh at the other.At this moment, he was just curious as to what kind of man Yao Wenlan could never forget after he exposed the lie about his unmarried status.

So he asked: "Mom, there is a question I have been thinking about for a long time. What kind of person is my father?"

Yao Wenlan smiled lightly: "He? He's just a liar."

Wen Li remembered Cheng Mosheng asking him who Yan Gu was last night.

He replied, a liar.

Now he asked Yao Wenlan what kind of person his father was.

Yao Wenlan told him that he was just a liar.

The so-called tragedy is nothing more than this. The person involved knows it well, but still yearns for the tenderness he once had.Wen Li wondered if his relationship path was copied from Yao Wenlan's, and he said, "When you and my dad fell in love, it must have been very sweet."

Yao Wenlan remained silent, she could not refute Wen Li's words.

She is a girl, and she is not valued so much from birth in the village. She can be deprived at any time, including the right to go to school.

Many girls in the village did not even finish junior high school, and she was lucky enough to go to high school because of her good grades. After graduating from junior high school, her family asked her to go out to work to earn money. It was the teacher who chased her home and tried to persuade her, so her parents let her go. She goes to study.

It's just that the family is too poor and has many younger siblings to support. She was forced to drop out of high school after less than two years in high school. On the way to work, she met the well-dressed Wen Chutian. This was the second time she felt loved.

The first time was when the teacher chased her home and persuaded her parents to let her go to study. She cried for a long time in the teacher's arms that day, and said sobbingly that she would never forget her when she was admitted to university. Unfortunately, the teacher passed away the next year. After being transferred away, Yao Wenlan never heard from that teacher again.

A 19-year-old girl is not valued by her family and her parents do not like her. When she meets a handsome adult man in his twenties, it is very difficult not to have a good impression of him under the packaging of his handsome appearance and gentle and humorous personality. .

Yao Wenlan fell into it.

A sinking is many years.

Maybe it's because the place where she lives is too small, and she meets too few outstanding men, hanging from a tree with a crooked neck for the rest of her life, from beginning to end, and she doesn't want to move her position.

After a long silence, Wen Li asked: "Mom, do you want to see him again?"

If Yao Wenlan said "yes", he would definitely find him without hesitation, even if he was kidnapped, he would have to tie him up in front of Yao Wenlan, and let him see how he hurt an innocent woman by the consequences of what he did when he was young.

But Yao Wenlan shook her head, she said she didn't want to.

"Xiao Li, it's not my wish to see him. I just listened to what Mr. Yan said today, which reminded me of the past. Some people have things that are beautiful only in memory. When a real person stands in front of you, You will feel how ridiculous and naive you were at that time, to love someone you are not worthy of love."

Yao Wenlan knew everything, but she refused to let go of anything.

"But at that time, I left home, alone, aimless, I didn't know where the direction was, and the grandma who accompanied me was a kind-hearted stranger after all. I couldn't pour all the bitterness on her. So I can I think, there are only a few things, cut the head and tail, leave only the happy time, grit my teeth and give birth to you, only in this way can I convince myself to live. I still have children to raise, I can't fall down here .”

She patted Wen Li's head, "Fortunately, you are different from your father."

Wen Li leaned on Yao Wenlan's shoulder, thinking of something, tears quietly soaked her hospital gown.

"Why are you crying? Look at you, you've kept everything in your heart since you were a child, and you don't talk about it. I don't know who I learned from this stubborn temper." Yao Wenlan fiddled with Wen Li's hair for a while, and patted it with the other hand. His back, like coaxing him to sleep when he was young.

"With you."

In the silent ward, Wen Li murmured.

The author has something to say:

Mom's story was accidentally written long (sluggish.jpg

Even if Dad Wen is coming out, the ex-boyfriend is also coming out (finally not living in the lines

I didn't expect to open two scumbag lines at once, it really belongs to me