vines growing like crazy

The author has something to say: The two will meet again in the next chapter~ Then, my sister only admires Jiang Sheng for his art, and has no other feelings...

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Xu Yao said towards the living room after entering the door.

Xu Rujun, who was reading on the sofa, supported the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked up at the wall clock hanging on the wall, and continued to look down at the book, "Ten o'clock sharp, not a minute off."

Xu Yao lowered his head to change his shoes, "I said yesterday that I will be back at ten o'clock today."

Hearing Xu Yao's voice, Qin Qiong came out of the room, walked to Xu Yao's side, took the iris flower in his hand, put it on the cabinet in the entrance without a trace, and tugged at his sleeve, "All cool down!" Yes, still wear such a little, be careful to catch a cold."

"It's spring and autumn cold," Xu Yao said with a smile, and he handed the gift box in his hand to Qin Qiong, "Mom, this is the perfume I brought for you, or the brand you used before."

"Last time I told you that the perfume was used up, my son turned around and brought it to me." Qin Qiong opened the box, walked to the sofa, and placed it in front of Xu Rujun, "Look, my son gave it to me."

Xu Rujun glanced at Xu Yao, "Your mother has it, but what about mine?"

Xu Yao picked up the wooden box on the floor and put it on the coffee table, "Boya in 99, it was a gift from a customer during the last business trip."

When Xu Rujun heard this, he finally put down the book in his hand, raised his hand and nodded at him, "You still have a conscience, and you haven't forgotten your father."

As he spoke, he opened the wooden box, took out the red wine inside, and laughed non-stop.

Qin Qiong spoke from the side, "It's wine again, don't buy him wine next time Xiao Yao comes back."

Xu Rujun said, "I'll just drink a little."

"You say that every time." Qin Qiong took the perfume and went back to the room to change clothes.

Xu Rujun looked back and forth with the wine bottle. He likes wine, and he also likes to drink. Qin Qiong is usually strict with him. In recent years, Xu Yao has not dared to take more at home. I can't let go.

Xu Yao introduced to his father: "The grapes from 99 are considered to be a very good year in Lanan Winery. They have a mellow taste and pure fruit aroma. Dad, would you like to try them tonight?"

After Qin Qiong changed her clothes and came out, she grabbed the wine bottle from Xu Rujun's hand, "You can't drink, stop drinking."

"I only have one drink at night," Xu Rujun bargained, "After that, I will contract housework for a month."

"No, not even a cup." Ms. Qin insisted.

Xu Yao smiled beside him, "Mom, I'm here today, and I'm looking at my dad, he can't even take another sip."

Qin Qiong glanced at her son, then handed the wine bottle to Xu Yao, "Just a glass, just a small glass."

"Okay, just a small glass, this bottle of red wine, a small glass is enough, this is a limited edition." Xu Rujun kept his eyes fixed on the red wine bottle, never leaving.

"Look at you, your eyes are straight..."

Xu Yao walked to the entrance, picked up the iris flower, and interrupted his parents, "Dad, Mom, it's almost noon, let's go..."

The happy atmosphere just now came to an abrupt end because of his words, Xu Yao saw Qin Qiong wipe his eyes with his back turned to him, and turned back to his previous appearance, "Let's go, let's not waste time , in a while, the road to the cemetery will be blocked."

Xu Rujun held Qin Qiong's shoulders, "Xiao Yao, you drive."

Today is the birthday of Xu Yao's sister, Xu Yuan, and also the anniversary of her death.

The iris in Xu Yao's sister's name is taken from the iris flower, which is also Xu Yuan's favorite flower. Every year on this day, the three of them will bring the iris flower to pay homage.

After the end, Qin Qiong and Xu Rujun didn't call Xu Yao, they went back to the car first, Qin Qiong sat in the back seat, looked at Xu Yao through the car window, finally couldn't hold it back, and lay on Xu Rujun's shoulder silently wiping tears.

Xu Rujun patted Qin Qiong on the shoulder, "Stop crying, stop crying..."

Xu Yao knelt in front of the tombstone, his back bent, and the picture in his memory rushed to his eyes again from the depths.

"Xiao Yao, are you up yet? I'm downstairs in your rental house."

Xu Yao turned his phone to the outside and put it on the bedside, lay down on the pillow again, and said in a muffled voice, "Sister, happy birthday, three minutes, let me sleep for another three minutes, you can go upstairs directly."

Xu Yuan said: "I won't go up. You live on the sixth floor, and I have to climb the stairs. My car is parked across the road from the entrance of your community. It was you who said yesterday that you would go to see Jiang Sheng's art exhibition with me. Otherwise, I would I went by myself, I knew you were going to stay in bed, so I came half an hour early on purpose, you lazy pig can't afford it."

Xu Yao chuckled a few times, and said lazily: "Sister, last night, my classmate had a birthday. I drank some wine and slept a little late. I only slept for 5 minutes. I just wanted to see it. You always It's what a talented painter who talks about looks like..."

"That's my idol. Jiang Sheng never shows up. I don't know what he looks like. I went to see my idol's painting today. I'll give you 3 minutes..." Xu Yuan hung up the phone after finishing speaking. .

Xu Yao came downstairs after 10 minutes, holding a bouquet of irises in his hand, he saw his sister standing by the car from a distance, he raised his hand and waved to Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan stood there looking at him laugh.

……

That year Xu Yao was 19 years old and had just entered his freshman year. In his memory, autumn came very early that year. The maple leaves on the roadside fell all over the ground. It rained the night before, and the leaves were mixed with rainwater and crushed in the mud.

With a loud crash of a car, the maple leaf sticking to the road flew out along with Xu Yuan's body...

"sister……"

The purple petals of the iris fluttered gently with the wind. Xu Yao barely uttered a syllable. There was a pain in his throat, and his vision gradually became clear. He looked at the photo on the tombstone. Xu Yuan smiled beautifully, just like the one in his memory. Same.

Xu Yao looked at it for a long time, and then slowly opened his mouth to tell Xu Yuan what happened to him recently.

"Sister, today is cloudy and a bit cold."

"Yesterday my wine tasting was really bad. I tried a lot of particularly bad wines, but fortunately I finally chose a few better ones."

"I'm going to City A in three days. There's a party. I'm the wine tasting consultant for the party."

"I broke up with Song Sen last week."

"What else, let me think about it. By the way, I met a man recently. His name is Lu Sheng. He also has a painting by Jiang Sheng in his home, which is exactly the same as the one you brought back. There was no art exhibition held in [-], he doesn't paint anymore, I may, I won't be able to go to his art exhibition for you again..."

After dinner in the evening, Xu Yao helped Qin Qiong wash the dishes in the kitchen.

Qin Qiong asked him: "Song Sen hasn't been home for dinner for a long time. Is it because I'm busy with work recently, and I have to come back when I'm busy. Your wedding is going to be held soon, and many things need to be prepared in advance. Help me out, but I have to seek Song Sen's advice for some things, and discuss with him in advance, as well as wedding photos, hotels, invitations and gift packages, etc. Many things need to be ordered in advance..."

"Mom, we broke up." Xu Yao interrupted Qin Qiong in a low voice, "I came back this time and wanted to tell you about canceling the wedding."

Qin Qiong put down the bowl in his hand, a little surprised, "Okay, why did you break up suddenly? Did you quarrel?"

Xu Yao continued to wash the bowl in his hand, and after a long time he said, "It's not a fight, it's just a breakup."

After all, it was her own child. Qin Qiong knew the seriousness of the matter just by looking at it, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Xu Yao wiped the water from his hands, put his arms around Qin Qiong's neck, and leaned his head on her shoulder, "Mom, don't worry."

Qin Qiong knew that Xu Yao had already made up his mind, and finally just sighed softly, "Mom doesn't say much, you have to take care of yourself, we Xiaoyao will meet better people in the future."

"Thank you, Mom." Xu Yao leaned on Qin Qiong's shoulder, hugged her mother's shoulder and acted like a baby, "Mom, then my dad..."

"I'll tell your dad," Qin Qiong said, "Since you've separated from Song Sen, do you want to move back?"

"No need, mom. I'll move to my house in Yujingyuan, which is close to home. I'll come back when I want."

"Then let me tell you, don't bring wine to your dad next time you come back."

Xu Yao smiled, "Okay, damn it, no wine."

Xu Yao stayed at home for one night. When he was about to go back the next day, he glanced at the painting by Jiang Sheng hanging in the living room. He pointed to the painting and said, "Mom, I can bring that painting with you." To my place?"

Qin Qiong took off the painting on the wall, "This is Jiang Sheng's painting, right?"

Xu Yao took the painting, "Yes, the painting by my sister's favorite artist."

As soon as he walked out of the door, Qin Qiong stopped him, and she said cautiously: "Xiao Yao, recently, you went to Dr. Zhou on time...is Zhou Jin there?"

Xu Yao held the hand of the picture frame for a moment, then nodded, "I went last month, this month is a bit busy, I can spare time at the end of the month, I will go there again at the end of the month."

Qin Qiong patted him on the back, "Xiao Yao, Zhou Jin is your high school classmate, and you are familiar with each other. You can chat with him more when you have time. Let's go with the past. My sister used to love you the most. She won't blame you, Mom and Dad, and she doesn't blame you, you can't carry this burden forever, no one wants it, it can't blame you, we hope you can be happier..."

Xu Yao blinked, didn't look back, just nodded silently, "Mom, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

"Okay," Qin Qiong didn't say anything more, and instructed again, "Drive slowly on the way back and pay attention to safety."

Xu Yao glanced at the painting in his hand after getting in the car, and said silently——

Just because you don't blame me, so I can only blame myself.

Xu Yao put down the painting and was just about to start the car to go to work when the phone in his pocket vibrated.

It was still the message that Lu Sheng sent him.

"Yaoyao, take a look at your WeChat, I added you."

Xu Yao opened WeChat, only to find that there was a friend request. Lu Sheng sent a friend request yesterday, and he didn't look at his phone yesterday.

Lu Sheng's WeChat name is his real name, and his profile picture is a pure black picture with nothing on it. Xu Yao clicked to agree, and a message was quickly sent over there.

"Yaoyao, I'm in City A."

Xu Yao replied with an "um", not knowing why he wanted to report his itinerary to him.

Lu Sheng quickly sent another WeChat message to Xu Yao.

"It didn't rain in City A, and the sun was very good today. I took a walk with my teacher on the nearby Maple Leaf Road. The maple leaves on both sides of the road had fallen, and the road was covered with a layer of red. It was soft to step on. It was windy today, and the sky was also beautiful. The golden and red maple leaves are so beautiful, I'll send them to you for a look."

Xu Yao opened the picture sent by Lu Sheng at the bottom. The sunlight followed the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled layers of red leaves on the road. He found that the maple leaves didn't seem so glaring anymore.

He stared at the maple leaf in the photo for a long time, and finally wrote back to Lu Sheng, "Thank you, the maple leaf is beautiful."