Years are warm

When Li Siyuan found Xu Huaian, she was lying on the guardrail of Haiwan Park, staring intently at the surging waves.

The sea water slaps on the reef, soaking the cold stones in winter.

Her hands are still hanging down, and she hasn't fully healed from the blow she suffered that day, but her eyes are calm, as if everything is as usual and has never changed.

"Huai'an, I'll give her what you asked for." Li Siyuan stood still behind her, the forced smile on her face dissipated, "Zhiyao...she should understand what you mean."

Xu Huai'an looked back at her, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Thank you, Siyuan."

"What on earth are you thinking?" She still couldn't help asking, "In case she doesn't understand what you mean, in case there are other problems, you two... Aren't you afraid?"

"Scared. Very scared." Xu Huai'an lowered his eyes, unconsciously rubbing his phone lightly, "But, I trust her, so I'm willing to gamble once."

"Siyuan, we are very young, so we are also very fragile." The girl took a deep breath, the neon lights of the city reflected in her eyes, "We are so fragile because of a few words from someone who cares, or a few photos Can easily mess up the future we have planned."

Li Siyuan lowered her eyes and said indignantly: "Which bastard did it! You...why can you so calmly say that you want to use this relationship..."

In exchange for a future that may not be seen.

"Because that's what she wants, isn't it?" Xu Huai'an laughed softly, looking away as if remembering something.

Because she is Xie Zhiyao, the Xie Zhiyao who pulled her out of other people's ridicule.

She used to be her light, so no matter what she did, as long as Xie Zhiyao thought about it, Xu Huai'an would try her best to do it.

Even if she is really sad.

Li Siyuan looked at her with mixed emotions in her heart. She took a step forward and patted her on the shoulder lightly, comfortingly said: "Well...Although I said so, I also believe in Zhiyao, and she will definitely be there waiting for you."

Xu Huai'an smiled, and solemnly thanked him again.

During the Chinese New Year, the family returned to Huaichuan.

I didn't dare to tell the old man about this matter, but said that she accidentally fell and brought it over, but the two old men were so distressed that they let her rest at home hard for the first two days.

The next day, Xu Junyi knocked on her door first and asked her if she wanted to go out for a walk.

It snowed the day before, and the stone slabs of the old street were wet. There were still some shops along the street that were open, and they yelled twice when they saw people coming.

"Talk to your grandma, let's go back later." Xu Junyi led her into a small road with few people. He walked not fast, more like walking, "Does your shoulder still hurt?"

The weather here is even colder, Xu Huai'an breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands in his pockets and subconsciously shook his head, then realized that he couldn't see, and said aloud, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

She could probably guess what Xu Junyi wanted to say when he called her out alone. After all, so many days had passed, neither he nor Yu Xiuyun had asked about it, so they couldn't justify it if they didn't say anything.

It's just that I thought I would ask directly, but I didn't expect him to bring me out.

"Do you know what I want to say when I bring you out?" After walking for a while, she heard Xu Junyi ask.

"I can guess a little." Xu Huai'an responded sullenly.

Xu Junyi looked back at her, snorted with a half-smile, and said, "Why are you nervous? If I want to beat the mandarin ducks with a club, why should I make you go through all this trouble?"

He saw everything she did before.

That is tacit consent.

Xu Huai'an was startled, and subconsciously said: "You...don't object?"

"I objected, is it useful?" Xu Junyi patted the stone bench beside her to signal her to sit down, "I objected, and you don't like him anymore?"

Xu Huaian lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The answer they know well, no.

"Your mother said very early on that you look like me. I didn't believe it at first. Who told you to look like her?" As if thinking of something, he smiled, "Later, I gradually realized that you really do look like me Look for a stubborn temper that doesn't look back, it might be like her."

Xu Huaian's eyelashes trembled, but she still lowered her head, so what she couldn't see was the tenderness and love hidden in Xu Junyi's eyes when he occasionally lowered his eyebrows.

In fact, the father and daughter hardly sat down and said a few words.

"You like her very much." Xu Junyi didn't care about her silence all the time, but suddenly said this after a while, not like a question, but more like a confirmation, "In all fairness, when I knew... I really disapproved. "

Xu Huaian glanced at him and said, "When did you know?"

"During summer vacation." He smiled, "You see her eyes are different."

Probably one day when he went to pick up two children and came back from the high-speed rail station, he accidentally saw the gentle eyes of the two on each other, and he guessed it at that time, I am afraid that the relationship between the two children is not as good as theirs. It's as simple as you think.

He also asked Yu Xiuyun about this matter in private.

The other party thought for a long time, and finally asked him a question: "Will you blame Xiao An?"

He shook his head and said no.

Things like feelings... In fact, I can't explain clearly, so how can I blame the two children?Besides, no matter what, she was still her own daughter, and this would never change.

"At first, I thought about whether to ask you, but later on, your mother and I thought, forget it, let you make your own choices, if you decide it's her...then you will tell us one day "Xu Junyi raised his hand and touched her head, "As for me and your mother, as long as you are happy."

Xu Huaian raised his head in astonishment, but heard him speak softly.

"Xiao An, let me tell you a story."

The weather is still gloomy, and it seems that snowflakes will fall at any time.

Xu Junyi's story is actually not unusual, even clichéd, it is nothing more than his and Yu Xiuyun's past.The grandfather of the Xu family once wanted him to learn architecture and inherit the mantle, but the young man at that time refused. He chose a different path, dropped out of school willfully, and went thousands of miles away with the person he liked, and walked on his own. life.It was tough at first, but at least he didn't regret it.

Perhaps the only regret is that he missed the years when his daughter was young, but he would not tell Xu Huai'an these words. It has been too long, and regrets and mistakes have already existed. It is useless to worry, and there is no need to burden her.

Seeing that it was about to snow, Xu Junyi ended the topic and said, "Let's go, it's almost time to go back. Telling you this is also telling you that your grandfather was very strict with me, maybe it was an intergenerational relationship, so...you don't have to Worry about them."

"But it took me almost ten years to get your grandfather's approval." He stopped the hawker along the street and bought her a candied haws. "How long do you think it will take you to get her parents' approval?"

Xu Huaian walked all the way holding the candied haws without saying a word, but before she was about to step into the house, she suddenly spoke, speaking slowly and firmly.

"It will take less than ten years."

Xu Junyi looked back at her, and the father and daughter looked at each other silently for a while, with flying catkins falling to the ends of their hair.He stared at the young girl's eyes that resembled his own, and suddenly he didn't feel for a moment that the little tuanzi who hugged his leg many years ago and opened a pair of black and white eyes to babble at him was real. grown up.

Xu Huai'an didn't remember these things, after all, he was too young at that time, but he remembered.It is precisely because I remember that I feel this emotion after watching her grow up slowly over the years.

Some things are similar in their bones, and he knows this, so he gave her the right to choose, and he also knows that if Xu Huaian said so, she can do it.

"When that time comes..." He looked away and smiled.

"Take her home for dinner."

In contrast, the atmosphere in Xie Zhiyao's home can be said to have dropped to freezing point.After the old man came back from the hospital, he stared at her from time to time, as if he was afraid that she would find someone after she ran away. Xie Zhiyao occasionally saw his eyes, but his face was expressionless.

Sometimes Xie Yuanhong couldn't stand it, and advised her not to argue with the old man, but she mostly ignored it, and went back to the room directly.

For about so many years, Xie Zhiyao has never felt so difficult for a moment.She didn't dare to put on the rubbing necklace that Xu Huaian asked someone to send, for fear of being found and taken away, so she could only keep it close to her body every day and check it from time to time.

When she was alone at night and couldn't sleep, she held the necklace tightly in her hand and told herself over and over again that it would pass.

And these, neither Xie Yuanhong nor Xia Lan knew.

Until one day after the new year, she received a call from Gu Xinci.

The first time her cell phone rang, Xie Yuanhong glanced this way and asked her, "Whose phone is it?"

"...My teacher." Xie Zhiyao looked into his eyes and couldn't help frowning impatiently.

Probably it was the displeasure and disgust she showed on the face that stung Xie Yuanhong, he looked away resentfully, and finally added: "Then you go to the study to pick it up, be quiet."

Xie Zhiyao nodded, without looking at him, he closed the door and answered the phone.

Before she could speak, she heard Gu Xinci speak directly.

"There is a chance, I can send you directly to the Paris Academy of Fine Arts, do you want to go?"

She was startled for a moment, subconsciously said: "What?"

There was a faint sound of someone walking outside the door, which should have been heard over there, and the voice paused and said: "I can transfer your credits to study fine arts over there, and I can write you a letter of recommendation, but you need to have a picture of yourself They are satisfied with the work, do you want to try it?"

Xie Zhiyao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a vague guess.

Normally... Gu Xinci wouldn't ask in such a hurry, and even thought about what to do with the credits.

Unless...she knew something.Or, who told her what.

She promised twice, and Gu Xinci also guessed that she understood the meaning of the words, and hung up the phone after a few simple explanations.This opportunity was what she needed, and it was unexpected by Xie Yuanhong.

But he made a promise and cannot go back on his word.

The day before going back to school, it rained a little in Linjiang.Xie Zhiyao was in a daze for a while when passing by the familiar artificial lake. Could this be...the last time she stepped in as Qingyun's student?

Xie Yuanhong came with her, in order to prevent her from meeting Xu Huai'an.

The father and daughter were silent for a long time, Xie Zhiyao lowered his head and ignored him.

Gu Xinci asked her to take someone to the studio to wait for her first, and she would arrive later.

It was originally just a simple sentence, but when the two of them stepped into the studio, Xie Yuanhong's eyes swept across the painting hanging in the center, and he froze all of a sudden.

He froze for a few seconds, then suddenly stepped forward, looking at the old painting as if he couldn't believe it.

After a while, he turned his head to look at Xie Zhiyao, raised his voice unconsciously and asked, "Your teacher...what's your teacher's name?!"

Xie Zhiyao startled him.

Before she could speak, a woman's faint voice suddenly came from the studio door.

"Her teacher is me."

The woman stood at the door without knowing when, her eyes were deep.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The author has something to say:

If you ask when Yaoyao will come back, the two of them still have two years in college, and three years as a graduate student in France, slowly counting hhhh but not coming back doesn't mean we can't see each other