Was taken away by seniors after breaking up

Grandma has always lived alone in her small house, and she agreed to stay with her grandson during the Chinese New Year.

Her room is right next to Zheng Lan, and Zheng Lan goes there to talk to the old man every night.

Gu Zhi was very happy when he left that day. Seeing them staying together peacefully for several hours, Song Meiqing thought that Zheng Lan had finally become more obedient, and from then on she began to care about Zheng Lan from time to time.

Zheng Lan thought of that time when he joked with Pei Yan, saying that you should be able to piss my mother off, it's not a lie.

Now if Song Meiqing knew that during those few hours, Zheng Lan had been talking to a big man, taking a bath with him, and coaxing him to sleep, she wouldn't want to vomit to death.

A few days ago, Zheng Lan went with her grandmother to buy new year's goods at home.The driver sent them to the street, where these things were sold all over the street, and all the stores were beautifully decorated, from inside to outside.The music didn't fall behind either, it was all familiar and cheerful songs, with a strong New Year flavor.

Zheng Lan couldn't help but want to call Pei Yan.

After Pei Yan returned to China, he was busy dealing with the company's affairs. He heard that something happened to Tang Du's family. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to make video calls with Zheng Lan. Every time the two talked on the phone late at night. .

The lovers who have just been together are facing separation. Zheng Lan always misses him at night, and sometimes blames herself for being like a child who is a few months old. Only they will look for someone close at night.

Zheng Lan seldom talked to Pei Yan, he comforted him softly and cared about him, but he would not say the word miss.

Seeing the reunion of Wan's family at this moment, even though grandma was by his side, Zheng Lan realized that there was always something missing in his heart, that place belonged to Pei Yan.

The old man is picking window grilles. Her habit has not changed for many years, and she always likes to pick some traditional styles.

Exquisite paper-cuts are now made by machines. Grandma chooses and chooses, and still sighs: "If I am old, my eyes can't see clearly, and my hands are shaking, I can do it myself. It must be better than these."

Zheng Lan coaxed the old man, and said sweetly, "Who is as skilled as you?"

When Zheng Lan was very young, all the things to be posted at home during the Chinese New Year were made by her grandmother.Whenever the sound of firecrackers started intermittently, grandma would start doing these handicrafts.Zheng Lan sat beside her with a small bench, and only helped to carry some tools, staring at it without blinking, still unable to understand how a piece of paper turned into a complex pattern.

Grandma wore reading glasses and taught him a few times, but Zheng Lan didn't learn it all. She cut up a lot of paper and cried, asking herself what to do. Grandma could only coax him with a bowl of glutinous rice balls stuffed with sesame seeds.

When Zheng Lan was a child, his parents hardly cared about him because of their busy business.Throughout the year, Zheng Lan only stays with her parents for a while during the Spring Festival.

He grew up in his grandmother's arms.

The older vendors on this street all knew the old man, and they chatted with her after a while. Zheng Lan watched from the side, holding her mobile phone, but finally couldn't bear it.

He called Pei Yan. A few days ago, Pei Yan said that he was about to be free and should rest at home now.

When the beeping sound came, Zheng Lan's heart was beating violently, and the grandmother beside her laughed when she said happy things, but Zheng Lan could hardly hear the laughter.

When the phone was connected, Pei Yan's voice came out vaguely from the receiver.

"Hello? Lanlan, why did you call me?"

Ever since Pei Yan called him Lan Lan in front of Gu Zhi last time, this title has been used all the time.

Zheng Lan raised her hand, covered her lips, and whispered, "I miss you, can't I?"

Zheng Lan has never been good at saying this kind of thing, and it is awkward to say it once in a while.

Pei Yan laughed, and Zheng Lan angrily told him not to laugh.

This time she couldn't control her voice, and when grandma turned to look at him, Zheng Lan tensed up.

"It's so noisy over there, where are you playing?"

"Accompany grandma to buy new year's goods." Zheng Lan looked at grandma and said to Pei Yan.

He pursed his lips, only he knew how nervous he was at the moment.

Grandma's eyes are still very sharp. When she was young, her eyes were very sharp.

But grandma just smiled at Zheng Lan, then turned her head to chat with the boss.

Maybe the music in the store was too loud, but grandma didn't hear anything clearly.

Zheng Lan was inexplicably lost.

"There are a lot of people on the street. It's Chinese New Year, so it's so lively." Zheng Lan raised his chin, and saw the surging flow of people, densely packed heads one by one.

On the contrary, there was a slight echo in the surrounding space when Pei Yan spoke to him.

"I haven't been out shopping yet."

"Is there no one in your house?" Zheng Lan asked, "When will uncle and aunt come back?"

"It's coming soon, but there are still things to deal with abroad, and it may be years later." Pei Yan said.

Zheng Lan heard the old lady next to her talking about the price enthusiastically, and her heart was sore.

If, if his parents could accept him like this, would he be able to bring Pei Yan home.

"Poor child..." Zheng Lan pretended to be annoying him, but was actually feeling uncomfortable.

"It's not pitiful. If someone can call me on New Year's Eve and keep calling until I fall asleep, I will be very lucky." Pei Yan said slowly.

The hint was obvious, and Zheng Lan immediately said, "Then you must be the luckiest."

After this phone call, grandma's side was fine too, and there were a few more big plastic bags in her hand, which contained some things.

Zheng Lan hurried to pick it up.

Grandma's hand suddenly lightened, and there was only one thing left to hold.

It is a very long red ribbon.

"The boss over there gave it to me just now." Grandma stroked the belt.

Seeing that the old man was very rare, Zheng Lan asked, "What is it?"

"It's about marriage, if you pass it, it will be smoother emotionally." Grandma said as she stuffed the ribbon into the pocket of Zheng Lan's down jacket.

"Don't waste this opportunity."

In order to facilitate the old man's movements, Zheng Lan raised his hand a little, and when he put it down again, the tail of the streamer was exposed, bright red, very conspicuous.

"I know." Zheng Lan smiled at grandma.

The two walked side by side very slowly, all the way down, the noise was less, and the conversation could be heard clearly.

"When you were young, you seldom made trouble. Everyone else's grandsons were worried, but my grandson was the most obedient." Grandma looked at the long, endless street. "I still think so when you grow up."

Zheng Lan paused.

"How did you and your mother fall out? Grandma doesn't understand. Can you tell me, an old man, in the future? Mother and child can be like enmity, and your grandma is also curious." Grandma still smiled kindly, but Zheng Lan I think this smile is too harsh.

It was like a knife piercing his heart.

"Okay, I'll tell you when I get a chance."

Zheng Lan agreed in a daze. Grandma didn't bring up the topic again, but he was restless and looked at the old man's profile frequently, wondering if grandma had already guessed something. After all, the old lady was always clever.

know what?How do you know?

Zheng Lan pondered for a while, but there was no result.

Back to his promise to grandma.

When is the opportunity, and when is the right time, I don't know.

Zheng Lan had no choice but to give up, and suddenly remembered that there was still Pei Yan, and felt a lot relieved.

The grandparents and grandchildren went shopping for a while, and then returned home.

Song Meiqing was studying cooking skills at home, and the smells of all kinds of food were mixed together, but it wasn't too bad.

Zheng Lan helped to paste up the couplets on the window grilles, took a picture of each place, and went back to her room.

With a jump, she got down on the bed. Zheng Lan turned on her mobile phone and sent those photos to Pei Yan. Then she reached down and took out the silk ribbon from her pocket.

"What do you think I should write on it?" Zheng Lan asked Pei Yan in a voice, stood up and took off his coat.

Pei Yan hadn't returned yet, so he made an inch of it, and simply asked: "Write, Pei Yan loves me forever, okay?"

Suddenly there was a sound in his hand, and Zheng Lan's heart beat violently.

However, Pei Yan didn't say yes or no, but asked: "Who am I?"

"I am me."

"Oh, it's me..." Pei Yan cheated.

Zheng Lan suddenly felt frustrated and didn't want to talk to him anymore. Pei Yan sent another voice.

"Got it, Pei Yan loves you forever."

The tone was flat, as if he was talking about the travel arrangements for tomorrow, or the dishes to eat tonight.But Zheng Lan was so moved that he was in a mess. Sometimes he felt that studying clinical psychology was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life. Maybe there was something wrong with him, and his emotions were always so sensitive. Maybe it was not normal.

After Zheng Lan finished listening, she kept it in her mind, went back and forth, tasted it over and over again, and hated herself again.

He has never said words like liking and love to Pei Yan, and he rarely even thinks about it, but he has many demands on Pei Yan.

After a while, he felt that something was wrong with Pei Yan. They had known each other for less than a semester, and they hadn't been together for half a year.

will you lie to me

Zheng Lan leaned in front of the screen and asked silently.

Is anyone else going to lie to me?

On New Year's Eve, thousands of households lit up red lanterns, and Zheng Lan's home was no exception.

Grandma came this year, and the relationship between Zheng Lan and Song Meiqing was temporarily eased because of an unclear Gu Zhi, and the atmosphere hadn't been so good for many years.

Zheng An also got off work early and came home. Grandma and Song Meiqing cooked a big table together. Four of them sat around a large round table. Zheng Lan and grandma sat together, and Zheng An and Song Meiqing sat across from each other. The scene was very funny.

Toasting from a long distance away, grandma said a few words about family reunion, and each of them took a sip of wine.

Zheng Lan picks up vegetables for grandma, picks out fishbone, and picks up shrimp shells, thinking about Pei Yan again.

Unexpectedly, Song Meiqing also picked something delicious for him, saying that he made it himself. After Zheng Lan tasted it, a dish of sweet and sour pork ribs was too sour and sweet, and his teeth were a little numb.

Grandma looked at him with a smile all over her face, and Zheng Lan swallowed everything.

"Xiaolan went to study in such a far place, and it will take a long time to come back after leaving?" Grandma asked.

Because of the tense relationship with her family, Zheng Lan didn't plan to stay for long.

"Yes, if grandma misses me, she can make a phone call or make a video call." Zheng Lan said.

"Then young people talk about love in the same way nowadays? They each have their own careers and studies, so they can't stay together all the time." Song Meiqing glanced at Zheng Lan.

The tip of the chopsticks landed on the ribs, and asked him again: "How are you and Gu Zhi?"

Zheng Lan pretended not to understand, "How about what?"

"Didn't you two have a good chat that day?"

Grandma is here, Zheng Lan can only blurt it out, "My friend."

"Okay, okay," grandma frowned, "young people take care of young people's affairs, Xiaolan is only old, so what to worry about."

Only then did Song Meiqing stop, and Zheng Lan served grandma a bowl of soup.

The elderly rested early, and now they can't keep up even when they are old. Grandma ate a small bowl of glutinous rice balls with Zheng Lan, watched the Spring Festival Gala sketch for a while, and said she wanted to go to rest.

Zheng Lan sent the old man to the room, and grandma took out a thick red envelope from under the pillow.

"I haven't saved much money, and I don't earn as much as your parents. This is just a little bit of kindness from grandma." She put the red envelope in Zheng Lan's hand, with a very full and heavy heart.

"Thank you grandma." Zheng Lan followed.

"I hope my grandson will be safe and happy every year. Don't be stressed by what your mother said." Grandma was much shorter than Zheng Lan, and it took some effort to pat Zheng Lan on the shoulder.

Zheng Lan went back to the room suddenly, the thick red envelope was wrinkled, and he stuffed the red envelope under the pillow without opening it to see how much it was.

Thinking about calling Pei Yan, Song Meiqing knocked on the door.

Zheng Lan didn't want to quarrel with her, so she let Song Meiqing into the room, and sat by the bed to watch her phone.

"What did you say about Gu Zhi at night?" Song Meiqing asked straight to the point.

Zheng Lan's finger landed on Pei Yan's name, but she couldn't dial it out.

He was a little annoyed, and said, "That's it."

"What does it look like?" Song Meiqing was already a little angry, "Can't you change it?"

"I don't understand." Zheng Lan raised her head and met Song Meiqing's sharp eyes. "I like boys. Is this a serious problem? I think you can't accept it, but you don't want our family to have too much fun."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Meiqing stood up abruptly, "Having gone out to study for a year and your wings are stiff? Do you think you can be independent if you don't ask for living expenses at home? Childish!"

"I'm not talking to you. My attitude is still the same. I can't change it. Either you change it or I go." Zheng Lan didn't hesitate at all. "As for grandma, I believe you also want your mother to be healthy." longevity."

Song Meiqing slapped Zheng Lan across the face, slammed the door and left.

Half of his face was in pain, but Zheng Lan didn't care.

He supported the side of the bed with both hands, thinking about how he would see Pei Yan later.

The man waited for him all night with a sigh, and asked him how to explain.

Zheng Lan got up and took out the red ribbon from the bedside table.

He actually put that sentence on it.Ribbon is not a good material for writing. Zheng Lan took great pains to write, repeating each stroke many times before finally seeing a little trace.

Pei Yan said that he will love me forever.

He wrapped the silk ribbon around his wrist, and the dark red ribbon made his slender wrist white as snow.

He does this a lot these days, and can tie a nice knot with one hand.

The material of the ribbon is very good, and it won't itch or turn red after being wrapped around it for a long time. It sticks to his skin gently, like the velvet quilt wrapped in a dream. Zheng Lan can sleep beautifully as soon as he puts it on his pillow .

Just after finishing it obediently, Pei Yan's phone rang, and the ringtones were very loud in the room, as if Pei Yan was a little anxious.

Zheng Lan picked it up and said "I love you" to the face, making Pei Yan feel stupid.

He was going to ask Zheng Lan why he didn't count what he said, and he didn't reply a single message all night, so Pei Yan almost thought that Zheng Lan was blown up by firecrackers.

Of course, he was more worried about Zheng Lan's mother.

"What's the matter baby?" Pei Yan asked carefully.

He sent another video invitation, which was declined.

"It's inconvenient for you to look at me..." Zheng Lan's voice was tender as her head was buried under the quilt.

"Why is it inconvenient?" Pei Yan asked.He was restless for most of the night, and now Zheng Lan didn't say anything, so he was naturally anxious.

Zheng Lan gritted her teeth, "Think about that."

"What?" Pei Yan shook out the cigarette in his hand.

"That!" Zheng Lan yelled again.

Pei Yan was so shocked that he didn't speak for a short time.

How long has it been since he led her into ruin?

In my impression, Zheng Lan is still the elementary school boy who dare not make a sound.

"Did you hear that?" Zheng Lan reached out, and the edge of the silk brushed against his skin.

"Understood." Pei Yan choked a few times, and apologized to him, saying that baby, this happened suddenly, and my hands were dirty after washing the dishes.

Zheng Lan laughed for a long time, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and said, "I won't do it anymore."

"It's not good for your health." Pei Yan reminded him, and Zheng Lan bit the corner of the quilt on the other end of the phone, wanting to say that you can make me listen.

"Don't do it anymore..." The blood in his body seemed to be flowing backwards, and his teeth suddenly loosened.

An inexplicable phone call set Pei Yan on fire, but unfortunately he couldn't catch the person who lit the fire, so he was out of breath, and his mouth was full of faint words, which made Zheng Lan dream all night.

Early the next morning, Bai Hao forwarded a post in the tree hole of the school to Zheng Lan, and there was only one photo in the main building.

It was raining that day, and Zheng Lan kissed Pei Yan on the road.

A random photo with no composition, most of their faces are covered under the umbrella, Zheng Lan's slender waist is hugged by Pei Yan, her arms are wrapped around the person in front of her, the pair of silhouettes are hazy, so happy. Love.

Zheng Lan clicked save first before looking down.

Within a few floors, someone saw the two protagonists in the photo, but the building was basically full of blessings and envy.

A little further down, another person familiar with the matter came out to reveal more details between them.

Such as the library, such as the cafeteria, such as the dormitory...

Later, there were some photos taken by other people that included them.

For example, in a picture taken of a school gate, there are two people standing side by side in the back, taking a picture of the cafeteria saying that there are many people today, and seeing in which corner, Pei Yan and Zheng Lan are sitting at the opposite table, each raising their heads to look at each other, taking a picture Campus night scene, Pei Yan and Zheng Lan holding hands on the path...

He never thought that he would meet Pei Yan so many times at school, and there would be witnesses every time.Looking down from the first floor to the first floor, Zheng Lan felt as if he had reviewed the short few months between him and Pei Yan.

Bai Hao: You're on fire, brother.

Zheng Lan: ...

Because of the popularity of the post on the homepage, Zheng Lan was afraid that it would have a bad effect, so he forwarded it to Pei Yan.

It took several hours for Pei Yan to return to him, and what he said was: The filming was really good.

Then Pei Yan sent out his favorite photos one by one, saying what they were doing at this time, and what they said at that time, and finally stopped for a few seconds and sent a voice.

Zheng Lan clicked to listen, Pei Yan's voice was hoarse just waking up, this kind of voice brought Zheng Lan back to many nights, and the two lay close together.

And he whispered to him, and that was the voice.

"Baby, I really miss...you."

The light and fluttering word was so dumb that it almost disappeared, all the warmth that Zheng Lan had brewed disappeared, and her little face was flushed red again under the quilt.

One night was not enough, when I woke up, I still had to gossip, Zheng Lan secretly scolded Pei Yan for being too dishonest, and couldn't help but think about the same things as him.

The quilt replaced his body temperature, but something else.

It's only been a long time since we parted, and Zheng Lan can hardly stand it anymore.

"When will you come to me?" Zheng Lan asked him.

Pei Yan said it was coming soon, in a few days, and then added that it was only a few days away.

How many days are there, no one can tell.

On the first day of the new year, Zheng Lan woke up late because she was chatting with Pei Yan on the bed.

After Song Meiqing said a few words, Zheng Lan ignored them and went to the bathroom to wash up.

He brushed his teeth, looked up at himself in the mirror, and suddenly thought of the last sentence they said last night, Pei Yan looked into his eyes, the image from the screen was not so clear, and the voice was not so real, but what he said was very clear. simple.

"Lan Lan, Happy New Year."

Zheng Lan didn't know what to call him to be closer to him. At this moment, it seemed that he was making a sacred promise with Pei Yan.

"Brother Pei, happy new year."

Today is already a new year.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is a clip, so the update time of the next chapter will be a little bit past eleven o'clock in the evening on 9.11

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Guiheng; 1 bottle of Shiyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!