Unreasonable

Let him not be there? "

"Who's gone?" Zhixun pushed away the small wooden fence.

Zhiling raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and whispered in Su Yu's ear, "There is no way out of the lawsuit, and I will cut the bonus."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Ling: "I am telling a story with my mother. The princess was taken away by the dragon. Who will let the prince not be here?"

The evil dragon Benlong smiled slightly, and met Prince Shangzhixun's eyes fearlessly. Princess Su Yu said with difficulty: "He's right, he didn't bully me."

"..."

17. No.17 unreasonable trouble

◎My son is exquisite! ◎

Younan checked the time, it was 5:47 pm, Youyi was probably making dinner.

Holding the newly bought flowers, he pushed open the entrance door.Wishing is hugging the cat and curling up in the sun in the white wooden rattan hanging basket swing on the balcony.Although the sun didn't have much light left.

Younan walked through the entrance and stopped in his tracks.He heard Youyi chopping vegetables in the kitchen.

The sound of the kitchen knife colliding with the wooden board was muffled, so depressing that it was hard to breathe.

He stood quietly for a moment before taking a step towards the study on the second floor.

The books that landed in the morning have been neatly piled up on the bookshelves, and the corners of the walls are spotlessly clean.

There South is put back in the corner by its original position.But he was stopped by the wishing who didn't know when to follow.

She stubbornly took the flower pot and placed it in the most conspicuous place.

Younan's throat was a little congested, and at that moment he was almost overwhelmed by anger, wanting to shout out, wanting to ask why.

Not for flowers, not for pots, but for 18 years.

But it was only for that moment, and then all the violent emotions came back to my heart, making my heart feel extremely uncomfortable.

After standing still for a moment, he just turned his head away and left without saying a word.

"Nan Nan."

Nanton lives there.

"Can you stay tonight?"

"Do not."

"Leave."

"No."

"Nannan..."

The door was pushed open again, Youyi glanced at Younan, and walked straight to Xu Wish.

"I put the flowers on the ground. The desk was too messy a few days ago."

He lied.

Their desks have never been messed up.

"I put it away. Then I forgot."

He lied.

He won't forget anything.

he just-

"You just don't think it's important." You Nan's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked up at him.

"Younan, don't make trouble."

Younan was stunned.

He stopped talking and just walked towards the door, but he heard the wish calling him stubbornly:

"Nannan, can you stay tonight?"

Younan was silent for a moment, and responded softly.

Younan's back disappeared as soon as he turned a corner.Wishing to bow his head, he turned the flower pot little by little, and searched three times, one by one, but he didn't see the neat row of handwriting again.

The low setting sun made the shadows of the flowers grow longer.

Younan went downstairs and walked around to the tea room next to the kitchen. There were several small steps behind the door. Younan paused before going down the door.

After drinking most of the glass of water, he put away the glass, and went to the cat room in the corner of the balcony after a daze.

The snow-white lazy cat squinted its eyes and lay softly in the nest, looking a little fatter, and its figure was a little strange.

He reached out to catch the cat, it opened its eyes vigilantly, and scratched Younan's hand with its paw!

You Nan was in pain, and three bloodstains of uneven length fell on the back of the hand with protruding bones.

You Nan shook his hand, the wound was slightly hot.

He smiled and nodded to tease it: "You can be patient, I haven't returned for a few days?"

As he said that, he pinched its left paw with the scratched hand. It felt soft and smooth to the touch, and he couldn't even feel the hardness of the bones.

Younan was stunned, and the smile gradually faded away.

He suddenly let go of the white cat that was "purring" in his throat, and took a few steps back, his calf pressed against the sharp edge of the coffee table, which hurt a little.

He stared at the cat with his eyes wide open and motionless for a while, his breathing gradually became rapid, and finally he opened his mouth and gasped for a few heavy breaths, then suddenly turned around and pushed all the objects on the coffee table down!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of the walnuts falling to the ground, the porcelain shattered, and the tails of You Nanshang's eyes suddenly came alive at this moment.

Almost at the same time as the crash of things falling to the ground downstairs, there was a scream from upstairs.Then there was a clattering sound mixed with screaming, and a bit of panic could be vaguely heard, but Nan didn't care.

He bent over the coffee table and gasped for breath, his eyes flicked around indiscriminately, as if he had lost his mind.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard the scream, something flashed through his mind in a flash, he failed to catch anything, but he saw Youyi walking downstairs quickly from the corner of his vision, he was rarely in such a hurry in his memory.He is always indifferent, gentle, and unhurried.

And now he was hurrying towards him.

At that moment, boundless and endless anger burned over the sky and covered the sky, making his breathing tremble, and big tears fell from his eyes.

Younan waited for him to approach before opening his mouth softly:

"Where's the cat?"

Youyi's eyes fell on the white cat lying on the balcony: "Isn't that?"

Younan grabs Youyi's collar suddenly, his eyes are red, and the tear-stained eyes are full of hostility:

"That's not it! Where's my cat? Where did you hide my cat?"

Youyi's expression moved.He turned his head and saw Xu Xu staring blankly at the railing on the second floor.

He suddenly laughed, his brows and eyes softened, and he explained gently to the people upstairs:

"I haven't returned for a long time, cats don't recognize people anymore, there is Nanji."

After a pause, he said again: "I'll take him out for a walk."

After making a wish and returning to the house, Youyi took Younan's hand away, "Let's go."

Before stepping out the door, Wishing hurriedly ran down again.She didn't wear shoes, and walked in a hurry, carrying a small medicine box in her hand.

She took Younan's hand and sat down, carefully and gently washed the wound on Younan's hand with iodophor, and then wrapped him up with gauze.

"Youyi, please ask Dr. Li to give Younan an injection."

The voice of making a wish is very soft and gentle, like the wind, it cannot be caught.

In many cases, Younan can only rely on some fleeting moments to make sure that he is indeed loved by her.

Like now, at this moment.

Younan turned his head and saw Wishing standing stubbornly at the door, watching them go away.

Youyi and Younan entered the woods one after the other, they were both silent.

After walking for a while, Younan suddenly said, "You stepped on my alfalfa."

Youyi looked at the alfalfa all over the mountains and fields, and asked, "You planted it?"

"Yes."

Youyi nodded, paying attention to the empty space under his feet as he walked away.

After about half an hour, Youyi led him to a small white tomb.

Younan knelt down, touched the small stone tablet with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's called Xixi."

No one answered.

"I never knew."

Youyi remembered making a wish and hadn't eaten yet, so he led him home and went home alone.Younan didn't go back until it was getting dark.

When they got home, as expected, they stayed in the study together again, and the door on the second floor was closed.

When he returned to his room, he made a wooden shelf on one wall and filled it with various containers, all of which were filled with paper stars.

a whole wall.

18 years.

Zhiling swung his wine glass to the basement, and there was already a person sitting at the bar.

"Lingzi, come and have a drink with me."

"Is my mother asleep?" Zhiling sat down beside him.

Zhixun nodded, and the two were silent one after another.

After a while, Zhiling suddenly said, "Dad, what's the matter with you recently?"

Zhixun half-closed his eyes, took a sip of the red wine in his glass, and his voice sank:

"There's a little trouble. Don't mind the kid."

Zhiling took a sip of his wine and laughed.

"I have heard people say that fairy tales do not exist in the world. But if someone really lives a fairy tale, then there must be another person who endured more cruelty."

Zhixun took a sip and laughed at him: "It's unreasonable. Why do you still speak like this after you have been abroad for many years... with a literary flavor?"

"As I said earlier, I actually have a good command of Chinese—don't interrupt me, the nonsense just now—no. I didn't believe it before. I didn't believe it until I went abroad eight years ago. Guess what?"

Zhixun's laughter seemed to come from his chest, "Do you remember how many years you have been out?"

Putting down the Zhiling wine glass: "There is Nan Ji. I ask you not to interrupt!"

Zhi Xun smiled: "Oh. Then tell me what you found?"

"I found that over there, the clouds are colder."

Inexplicable emotions flashed in Zhixun's eyes.But only for a moment, the smile changed again: "Lingzi, it has been 24 years. I only met you who are as determined as you are to stick to the non-mainstream road in the countryside."

Zhiling looked at him.

Zhixun continued: "Don't you think that I really praised you for your literary atmosphere?"

Zhi Ling resolutely turned around and left.

"You Nan! Someone brought you flowers!" The next day You Nan just stepped into the bedroom door when he heard Ding Yixin shouting at him.

Looking along, there was a pot of delicate and beautiful roses on his desk.A light green grid post-it note was pasted on the white flowerpot, with a line written on it:

"Younan is happy!"

Elegant and powerful, very good-looking.

It is Ling.

He remembered that Zhou Fen once said to him with emotion: "Zhiling is good at Chinese, and that's the only handwriting he can handle."

He replied: "How many people can't even write a word."

Zhou Fen gave him a squinting look at that time, and blew tea: "If you say that Ling is an idiot, I will send you a piece of his writing."

"You still have his characters?"

Zhou Fen smiled, although Younan really felt the sarcasm in it: "I have collected every answer sheet of him well, and it is very effective to use it as a reward to lure students to improve their grades. ——So do you want it? "

Younan shook his head.

"Come on, you just need to curse, Zhiling won't know."

Younan looked directly into her eyes: "Zhiling is the light of the night, the fire of winter, not only me, anyone who likes Zhiling will not speak ill of him for anything."

If so, then