Glaciers are warming

The pattering rain that started the day before has not stopped today, which makes people sad.The Yu family and his party set aside time ahead of time and drove to Yu Che's mother's cemetery.

The cemetery is located in the outskirts of Huaizhou, a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and it is said that the feng shui is excellent.

Due to the lack of festivals and rainy seasons, there were very few worshipers in the cemetery, and almost no one was seen along the way.

It was raining, and the originally clean trail was covered with mud, and a few dark green leaves were soaked in the rain.

Yu Anxun walked at the forefront, and he rarely used crutches. Maybe it was slippery today, or maybe he was sad, so he took the initiative to get out early in the morning.

Yu Cheng was holding an umbrella for him.The umbrella leaned towards the old man's body, so he didn't get a drop of rain, but half of his shoulders got wet.

Although Jiang Rongxin felt distressed when he saw it, he didn't say much, but followed silently.

Yu Che and Yu Xin walked side by side, each holding an umbrella, and brother-in-law Lu Zheng followed behind.

With things on their minds, everyone was reticent when they got up early in the morning, and they were even less in the mood to speak when they got here.

It wasn't until he stood in front of the stele and put down the bouquet that the silence in the cold was broken by Yu Anxun's dejected and hoarse voice: "Jin Lan, I brought the children to see you again."

After being parted for many years, the tears seemed to have dried up, and they had already turned into invisible sorrows and scars, which were sealed and hidden deep in my heart.

When their mother died of illness, Yu Xin and Yu Cheng were in high school, while Yu Che hadn't graduated from primary school.When the bad news came from the hospital, no one could believe it, because no one could bear it.It was Yu Anxun who took care of the funeral, and he was the first to calm down.

The mother who took care of their daily necessities and helped them arrange everything in every detail passed away suddenly. For a long time, the life of the Yu family was in chaos.

Everyone didn't even dare to recall how they survived at that time.

Yu Che remembered that in junior high school, he hated leaving school the most, and when he returned home, he could only eat the meals cooked by the nanny, and he would never taste the taste of his mother again.Sadly, at the age of 30, she can't even remember the taste of her exclusive mother.

Yu Anxun fell seriously ill after the funeral, and went to work again when he was still in good health.And even harder than before, the three children often don't see him for three to five days.

The three brothers and sisters sometimes cried bitterly while eating at the dinner table. They didn't understand how this kind of thing happened to them, why did it have to be their family?

However, unfortunate things always happen to the world. God is used to randomly selecting participants. No matter how powerful people are, they have no right to ask why, let alone the right not to participate.

The reality will indifferently and cruelly linger on an otherwise happy family.

Yu Anxun paralyzed himself with work, and Yu Xin had to take over the role of mother and learn to take care of his younger siblings.However, she did not have the good temper and patience of her mother, and she was once unhappy with Yu Cheng and Yu Che.

From a carefree young man, Yu Cheng calmed down overnight, he understood that he could no longer be self-willed.

And Yu Che, as the caretaker in everyone's eyes, became even more silent in his loneliness.

In the photo on the stele, Mother Yu is only in her early 40s, gentle and elegant, looking at everyone with warm eyes.In Yu Che's heart, the slightly blurred face of his mother became clear again.

A few years ago, she liked to drive over alone and talk about the day.In the past two years, I was reluctant to tell my mother about my troubles, and let the audio and video in my heart fade away.

Yu Xin and Yu Cheng babbled about the recent situation in front of the grave. They wanted to make their mother happy, but they couldn't help crying in the end.

Only Yu Che said quietly, "Mom, I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

What she wanted to say was inconvenient for others, so she just asked silently in her heart: Mom, I have a good life with her, will you agree with us?She can treat me like you, and give me sincere and passionate love, without depriving me of any freedom, and without underestimating all my love.

Yu Anxun, who was standing behind them, looked at Yu Che silently, this sentence made him feel uncomfortable.It's like trouser legs soaked by rain, sticking wetly to the legs, and I can't get rid of the discomfort.

When going back that day, Yu Che wanted to leave, even if it was still raining outside, she didn't want to stay another day.Perhaps it was a premonition that none of the family objected when she proposed it.

Yu Anxun sighed silently, and couldn't bear to scold her harshly on such a day: "Drive carefully, and call your sister when you arrive."

Yu Che responded one by one, and went back to the room to take down Lin Zhiyang's favorite painting. Someone sent her a message just now, so don't forget.

Yu Che was dissatisfied that other things diverted her attention, and Lin Zhiyang couldn't understand how this painting could make Lin Zhiyang worry.

She wrapped it in a box and took it out of the room.

Yu Xin was waiting for her downstairs, curious: "What's in your hand?"

"Chen Chen drew me a painting." She lied calmly, "I like it very much, I want to take it back and hang it in my room."

Yu Che could not help but feel a little proud that her daughter's immature works could be appreciated by Yu Che, and the joy in her voice couldn't be concealed: "What kind of painting do children know, and they paint for fun, it's hard for you to like it."

Yu Che shook his head, and praised without hesitation: "The child's paintings are the cleanest and most transparent. Chenchen has talent, and my sister must cultivate it carefully."

Talking about the child, Yu Xin's mother's love became more energetic, and her words were no longer aggressive, like the most ordinary parent: "The painting class is being reported, as long as she likes it herself, it is worth the price we spend."

After chatting, Yu Che didn't say much, and drove away from Yu's house.

Yu Xin and Jiang Rongxin watched her leave, then turned back, Yu Xin paused, feeling that something was wrong.

"Rong Xin, do you feel that Yu Che is different recently?"

His heart tightened a little, but Jiang Rongxin didn't show it, and asked casually: "What's different?"

"I can't tell." Yu Xin thought for a long time, and made an analogy: "It feels like the thorns have softened." These days, Miss Yu San is too docile.

Jiang Rong laughed heartily, and said softly, "You treat Sanmei as a rose."

Yu Xin was teased by her, so she gave her a weak look, and laughed too.After sitting down, he thought silently, his eyes fell on the garden outside the window, the green branches were thick, and the pattering rain gradually stopped.

Lin Zhiyang didn't go to Linchuan Yaju to see Yu Che until three days later. This was what Yu Che meant. She vaguely knew why, but she didn't point it out.

Yu Che's family is really breathless.

Lin Zhiyang smelled the food as soon as she opened the door. She didn't look like a guest, but rather like one of the hosts who came home after get off work.

The other was waiting for her at home.

Change your shoes, wash your hands, and head to the kitchen.

Yu Che had heard the movement since she closed the door, but he reservedly did not greet her, pretending to concentrate on the matter at hand.Only when she entered the kitchen, he tilted his head and smiled at her.

Lin Zhiyang stepped forward, pinned her hair hanging behind her ears, and asked politely, "Is there anything Teacher Yu can do for me?"

"No, just wait for your meal."

She curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Ah, I look like an idiot when I say that."

Yu Che raised his eyebrows: "I didn't say anything."

Lin Zhiyang babbled a few words, and then asked, "Are you okay for the next few days?"

Yu Che replied easily: "Not anymore."

Taking out her mobile phone, her mobility was extremely high: "Okay, then let's go to Ancheng to meet my dad, and I'll buy the ticket."

Yu Che immediately put down the spoon, stretched out his hand to stop her on the screen, and asked nervously, "Are you really going?"

"Go, since I promised him, my dad has been driving me to death all this time." Seeing her embarrassed face, Lin Zhiyang calmed down and asked considerately, "Do you regret it?"

"No, it's just..."

She is not good at getting along with elders, if Lin Zhiyang's father doesn't like her, wouldn't Lin Zhiyang be embarrassed by this meeting.

Seeing her hesitation, Lin Zhiyang resolutely quit the ticket interface, "Do you think I was too impatient and not prudent enough to drag you to see your parents after a short talk? It doesn't matter, if you don't want to see them, you don't see them, anyway, they are there, Don't be in a hurry. We will treat it as a tourist this time, and I won't tell him. You will be ready in a few years, and it won't be too late to see my dad again."

Although she wants to get her parents' blessing, she is unwilling to do things that Yu Che doesn't like.

"No, I want to see." Yu Che explained, how could she not want to see her family, and they would be more justified after seeing her family.

Want to meet, but hesitate?

Lin Zhiyang Bingxue was smart, and raised the corners of his lips immediately: "Don't worry, my dad is very talkative, tolerant, and rarely speaks ill of others. He will never pick on your thorns, and it's too late to like him. Moreover, If he doesn't like it, the two of us won't see him in the future, and he has a wife and children, so I don't have to try to please him."

"Don't be afraid of anything, just follow me, nothing can shake my determination to be with you."

Those words warmed Yu Che's heart, as if she was lying comfortably in a boat covered with blankets, Lin Zhiyang gently rocked her.

"Ah."

After dinner, Lin Zhiyang became concerned about the painting, took it apart, and stared at the painting for a long time.

Ice blue main tone, pink foil.

Yu Che sat beside her, arched his knees together, hugged his knees and said quietly: "Do you like it very much?"

Lin Zhiyang crossed his legs and bowed his waist, staring intently: "I like it so much, your niece is really amazing."

"Then I won't give it to you."

"?"

You can only like me.

She hid the hypocritical words, and Yu Che said flatly, "I'm just kidding, I'll see you off."

Lin Zhiyang looked at her expression, Teacher Yu seemed a little unhappy?She pushed the painting aside and poked her tender instep with her fingertips: "I like it because it draws things that I can't write. This is how you look in my eyes."

"I even want to have it printed on a handbag."

Originally, he wanted to ask why he was like this, but after hearing the last sentence, Yu Che hesitated: "It's too ostentatious."

She hid her feet back, and Lin Zhiyang poked her itchy.

Of course Lin Zhiyang knew it well, and winked at her: "Make two models first, and we will memorize them by ourselves. After two years, when everything is settled, we will promote it."

"it is good."

Two years of words like this made her feel at ease.

Lin Zhiyang is planning their future.

The two bought high-speed rail tickets to Ancheng early in the morning the day after tomorrow. The journey only takes one hour. Lin Zhiyang sent a screenshot of the train information to Lin Hui.

Lin Hui sent a voice reply: "Got it."

"Don't book a hotel, your dad has a place for you to live."

Lin Zhiyang had just finished taking a shower, her whole body exuded a pleasant fragrance, she leaned on Yu Che's shoulder and replied: "Farewell, we don't want to live in your house."

Although he didn't mind, but seeing his beautiful wife and young son, he was not happy.

Lin Hui knew what was in his mind, and hurriedly sent a voice: "Nonsense. Little bastard, I don't know your temper yet. Can I let you come to my house to rebel? As the old saying goes, there are three caves for cunning rabbits. Lao Lin, I'll give you a new one."

Yu Che snorted, very straightforward.

Lin Zhiyang was used to hurting each other with him, so he was not annoyed: "Old man, you are still rich."

"Are you sure to bring him to me? It will be your wedding room. If you dare to play tricks on me, it will be your prison cell." Lin Hui pretended to be vicious.

Lin Zhiyang cut his voice, and sent a "good night" emoji perfunctory.

Throwing the phone aside, he put his arms around Yu Che: "Okay, the arrangements for daily necessities are over, and it's time for romance."

The skin in her arms was numb, Yu Che looked at her with stars in his eyes.Lin Zhiyang felt that the eyes of the person under her were too seductive, which made her unable to move her mind to do other things, so she picked up the blindfold on the bedside table and put it on for her.

Yu Che only resisted slightly, and was threatened vaguely: "Don't move, or your hands will be tied too."

She knew that Lin Zhiyang could really do it, but it wasn't very comfortable.So he obediently lay in her arms, let her fan the flames, and uneasily called her name.

Lin Zhiyang kissed her ear and said, "I'm not afraid."

After being deprived of her eyesight, her senses are extremely sensitive. She seems to be still in Lin Zhiyang's swaying boat, with a soft blanket under her body.The overwhelming joy splashed up from the water, wetted the cabin little by little, and finally drowned her.

After the sky cleared, the surface of the boat returned to calm, and Lin Zhiyang was beside her, stroking her smooth back with endless desire.

Yu Che took off his strength and rubbed her chin with his sweaty forehead, finally all the vacancies in the past few days were filled.

"Lin Zhiyang, I want to elope with you."

I went to Ancheng, just don't come back.

Lin Zhiyang's lazy voice after being satisfied coaxed her coaxingly, "Well, I'll elope the day after tomorrow."

The author has something to say: Today's time is too divided by trivial matters, the efficiency is not high, it is later than I thought, I am really sorry for the long wait.I'll be fine tomorrow, so I'll write an extra thousand words to make up for it at nine o'clock.