Where are the most beautiful seasons

After New Year's Day is over, it is a tense final exam.

After the exam, the other students were on vacation, but the Olympiad team of Ninth Middle School ushered in the annual winter training from the last subject to the New Year's Eve, which was like a devil training camp.

As soon as the next semester starts, there will be several provincial Olympiads. After winning the ranking, they will then non-stop participate in the national competitions in May. If they get good grades, they may even enter the national Olympiad team.This is both an honor and a challenge. Therefore, in order to achieve good results, every member of the Olympiad automatically and consciously sacrifices his life. Even Wu Xie, a "proven communist fighter" like Wu Xie, is dizzy and top-heavy. The strength is evident.

During this period, Zhang Qi participated in the whole process and persevered until the last student was sent away, and then flew to Switzerland on an evening plane to spend the annual New Year's Eve with his mother at an altitude of [-] meters.

Two years ago, Zhang Qiling's mother was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer. On the day he got the news, he expressed his determination to return to China to his father, and completed the work handover within a week.After returning to China, without stopping for a while, he took his mother to find a friend who worked in a Swiss hospital. After another comprehensive examination, he was finally diagnosed.Half a year after the operation, he returned to Nine Gates with a complete recuperation plan given by his friend and the most advanced medicine in this field.After everything was settled, Zhang Qiling accepted Wu Sansheng's letter of appointment.Since then, every year during the winter and summer vacations, he will take his mother to Switzerland for a review first, and then make a new training plan, and then travel around the world to relax.This year, when he left, he asked Wu Sansheng for Chen Wenjin's case, saying that he was looking for his friend to ask about the situation.

Wu Xie, on the other hand, only rested at home for three days. He returned to school early in the morning on the fourth day of the fourth day amidst the empress dowager's nagging, and plunged into the devil training camp again.

In the subsequent lesson preparation class, students returning to school, and the opening ceremony, Wu Xie only went through the motions, and even the work of the deputy head teacher was temporarily handed over to Aning. Except for his own math class, he almost talked with the already The students who suspended classes to prepare for the competition rolled together, riding the wind and waves in the vast sea of ​​questions.

Even under such circumstances, Wu Xie's computer studies did not stop, and he would fuck his "wife" every night in the black-glasses' house, and his expression was dull, but his wide-eyed eyes remained open. "Brushing" green light.

With the increasing brainpower, is the increasing appetite.Just like a boy who has entered adolescence and grows crazy, Wu Xie feels hungry every day besides being hungry.

And the "instigator" of all this, Zhang Qiling, dutifully took on the task of nanny and logistics support, and kept a normal mind about the dishes that had to be increased every day, but one night, he saw Wu Xie killing him like a storm. After four dishes, one soup and two bowls of rice, I finally couldn't calm down. The corners of my mouth twitched a few times before I asked timidly: Are you full?

It's okay, let's be full... Oh, by the way, I want two leek boxes and a drawer of steamed buns for tonight's supper.

Such days lasted until the end of the provincial competition in early March.

So, one night, someone who was suffocated was made so weak by someone who was also suffocated that he didn't even have the strength to slander...

"Are you ok?"

"Um..." (Um: good head!)

"Do you want to wash up?"

"Hmm..." (Hmm: I can't even move my toes.)

"Is your back hurting?"

"Um..." (Um: What is the waist? Where is it?)

"Can you come out this Sunday?"

"Hmm..." (Hmm: So sleepy...)

"I'll take you to see my mother."

"Uh-huh:……)

It was past eight o'clock in the morning on Sunday, and Wu Xie was still burning pig's head in bed (Northeast dialect, which means sleeping with head covered.).Zhang Qiling's phone call woke him up.

"Hey……"

"I'm downstairs at your house."

"Downstairs...downstairs!" Wu Xie woke up instantly, "What are you doing downstairs in my house?"

"Pick you up."

"Pick me up? Where are you going?" Wu Xie recalled vigorously, but did not realize that Zhang Qiling had asked him to meet on Sunday.

"What do you say?"

"Ah oh..." Wu Xie understood that this was a birthday surprise for him... Let's just say, how could he forget?In order to maintain a sense of mystery, he decided to cooperate, "You wait for me for 10 minutes, and I will come down immediately."

Twenty minutes later, Wu Xie got into Zhang Qiling's car refreshed, and while fastening his seat belt, he pretended to be calm and greeted the raised eyebrow: "So early?"

Zhang Qiling looked up and down Wu Xie, who was dressed in a trendy style, and finally his eyes fell on the hairstyle that had been carefully groomed at first glance. The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and he also said "Morning", and then started the car.

Wu Xie didn't know what kind of birthday surprise Zhang Qiling would give him, and it was really uncomfortable not to ask, but he lost interest after asking, hesitating and hesitating. He asked an irrelevant question: "Hi , you still dare to drive downstairs to my house, are you not afraid to see my mother?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie from the rearview mirror, and asked, "What about you, are you afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid!" Wu Xie didn't give up, and moved closer to Zhang Qiling, "To be honest, if you really saw my mother, how would you feel?"

This time, Zhang Qiling turned his head directly to look at Wu Xie, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'll know in a while."

"Ok?"

From time to time, Wu Xie squinted at Zhang Qiling, who was expressionless and seemed to be concentrating on driving, and murmured in his heart: Something is wrong?

I couldn't take it anymore, Wu Xie gritted her teeth, and was about to blurt out "Where is Zhang Qiling going?", but was interrupted by Zhang Qiling: "Have you handed in your summary yet?"

"What summary?" Wu Xie didn't react at all.

"Post-match summary."

When mentioning this, Wu Xie's face became completely bitter: Can you stop mentioning such a bitter thing on such a special and beautiful day?What he hates the most is writing summaries.

"That... can you not write it?"

"No."

Wu Xie knew early on that there was no way to go, it was just a dying struggle.

After a while, Zhang Qiling said: "Wu Xie, have you made up your mind?"

"No." Wu Xie replied angrily, thinking to himself, the competition is over, this year the child I trained won't just win the top three, at least the first and second place, what else can I conclude!

"Do you still go then?"

"Where are you going?" Wu Xie suddenly found that their car was driving on the way to the suburbs.

"Look at my mother."

"Look at your mother? Oh..." Wu Xie's head hit the roof of the car, and tears were about to come out from the pain.

"I thought you were mentally prepared."

"It's so sudden, how could I be mentally prepared?" Wu Xie ruthlessly rubbed his head, which was hit so hard, and stared at Zhang Qiling with wide eyes.

"When I told you that day, you didn't object."

"You told me?" Wu Xie had no impression at all, "When?"

"The day I made you dizzy."

"I didn't get dizzy..." Wu Xie's focus was off again, "That's because you took advantage of others' danger. I was so busy with the game that I was dizzy!"

Zhang Qiling didn't say anything, just merged two lanes, parked the car on the side of the road, turned off the engine, and turned on the warning light.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, we'll go back right away." Zhang Qiling looked straight into Wu Xie's eyes, waiting for him to say "Yes" or "No".

Wu Xie also looked straight into Zhang Qiling's eyes and understood all the emotions contained in them.

Silent for a few seconds, Wu Xie suddenly jumped up straight from the back of the chair, pulled down the mirror in front of the front windshield, stretched his neck and turned his head back and forth quickly, while looking at the mirror, he randomly grabbed the hair that was made with styling cream. With a trendy and cool hair style, he roared at Zhang Qiling angrily, "If you didn't say it earlier, I thought you were going to... You know, to see my mother, I don't want to be like this... Go back, go back quickly!" , I'll go home and change my clothes and wash my hair..."

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment, and then his smile spread. He leaned over and grabbed Wu Xie's hand that was crossed on his head, trying to push back his curled hair, and stubbornly brought it to his lips for a soft kiss. He refused to let go: "No need, the hairstyle is very cool, the clothes match well, and you are very handsome. Mom will like you. And..." Zhang Qiling pushed hard, and pulled Wu Xie who was caught off guard... Kissed gently: "And, mother will bless us..."

A kiss with four lips touching, like a dragonfly touching water, confused Wu Xie's entire mind. He hugged Zhang Qiling and refused to let go, rubbing his forehead lightly: ""You...how...how? Uncle... aunt... said... me? "

"The only true love of my life." Zhang Qiling distanced the two of them a little so that Wu Xie could look into his eyes: "My dear, happy birthday!"

Wu Xie smiled, leaned over to kiss Zhang Qiling, and asked vaguely, "Where's my birthday present?"

"I'll give it to you later."

"What is it?"

"You'll know in a while."

"Give it now."

"No."

"It's my birthday, and I'm the oldest."

"No."

"Don't give it now, I won't give it later."

"Don't pull it down."

"Zhang Qiling, you..."

Love, how amazing, it can make people so happy and happy!

This is a high-end villa complex in the suburbs, with small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and fallen flowers, winding paths leading to secluded places, and a Taoyuan cave. It is a place of leisure and elegance with unique ingenuity.

But Wu Xie, who graduated from architecture, was not in the mood to study and appreciate at this time. He walked beside Zhang Qiling with a solemn expression.

And Zhang Qiling seemed to be interested, after parking the car from the underground parking lot, he didn't lead him straight to the house, but just walked through one small courtyard after another like a leisurely stroll.

Just now in the car when Zhang Qiling said the phrase "one and only true love", Wu Xie's blood was boiling, and he felt that there was an abyss in front of him, and he would jump into it without hesitation, even if his body was broken to pieces.But at this moment, gradually calming down, Wu Xie felt more and more inappropriate as he walked, because what he had to face now was not a dangerous situation but his lover's mother, who he would rather hurt himself than hurt, even if she was in the world of mortals. A rare and strange woman may not accept the fact that her son's true love is a man, let alone she is still suffering from such a serious illness.Thinking of this, he stopped, looked at his lover, thought for a while before saying: "The birthday present you gave me is the most important thing I have ever received in my life. I am very, very touched... really Yes...I mean it...I understand your heart...I understand everything..."

Zhang Qiling also stopped, turned around and walked a few steps, came to Wu Xie, stared at him for a while, smiled slightly: "I know."

"So...we still...or...don't..."

"The plum blossoms planted by my mother are blooming, and she invites you to enjoy the plum blossoms."

"plum bossom?"

"Mom's favorite flower."

"Is it my aunt's illness..." Wu Xie asked worriedly.

"I'm not very optimistic. I've tried my best. Maybe she has a premonition herself, so after she came back this time, she asked me to invite you."

"How does she know me?" Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling incredulously, "You told her about our... about us?"

"No, I think it might be a mother's intuition. She said, no matter who is the person who makes you so happy and so happy, let your mother meet."

"Then she still doesn't know that I'm a man?" Wu Xie almost turned around and left, "No! No! You can't stimulate her like this."

"I told her." Zhang Qiling took Wu Xie's hand, "I don't want to come out with her, but since she asked, I don't want to hide it from her. Maybe she couldn't accept it in the early years, but now... ..."

Mentioning this, Wu Xie let out a long sigh—compared to Zhang Qiling's side, the pressure on his side is not so great!

"Wu Xie." Zhang Qiling called him softly.

"Ok?"

"Bringing you to see my mother is not my birthday present to you, I just beg you to help me fulfill my wish of being a mother."

"You can't say that to make me feel guilty. I abducted her precious son, and I can't give him children. If she can accept me, I am willing... I am willing to accompany her to enjoy the plum blossoms, willing ... Willing to be her half son," Wu Xie turned to look at Zhang Qiling, and smiled, "And, I will promise her face to face that I will spend the rest of my life with her baby and take care of him forever, Reassure her."

"Wu Xie, thank you." Zhang Qiling also smiled, his deep eyes sparkling.

Wu Xie rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and spread it in front of Zhang Qiling's eyes: "It's useless to thank you, my birthday present...bring it!"

I thought Zhang Qiling would have to shirk, but he really took out a box from his trouser pocket.

"This..." Wu Xie pointed at the box and said in surprise, "Is it Abby?"

Absolutely, it is exactly the same as the one Wu Xie gave Zhang Qiling!

Zhang Qiling didn't answer, and directly opened the lid of the box, took out a wristwatch of the same model but different color as that on his right wrist, took Wu Xie's left hand, and put it on for him.

How could Wu Xie not recognize this watch?

The same style, same size, and same material, except that one is a platinum case with a black strap, and the other is a rose gold case with a dark brown strap.

Although it is very possible that they are brothers, Wu Xie is willing to believe that they are lovers.

At that time, they stood quietly next to the box of the same style, on both sides of time, watching the passing of time with cold eyes.

At this time, they are firmly on the pulse of the same frequency, witnessing the eternity of love side by side on both sides of the time.

"It's really it..." Wu Xie muttered to himself.

"A lifetime that was promised, a year, a month, an hour, or a point, that's nothing..." Zhang Qiling raised his wrist, and put it next to Wu Xie's wrist, "When I bought it, I went to the school to check it out. , not even a second off."

Wu Xie looked down at the exact second hands on the two dials for a while, then held Zhang Qiling's hand with his backhand, and pressed the two watches tightly together: "Let's go, let's go watch plum blossoms with our mother."

Mei Xu Xunxue is three points white, but Xue loses Mei for a while.

Before entering the courtyard, the clear fragrance of plum blossoms came to the nostrils. Wu Xie couldn't help but praise "It smells good". After entering the courtyard, he was shocked by the plum blossoms in full bloom.

Red plums and white plums are located in the south of the Yangtze River. Not to mention that they can be seen everywhere, it is not rare.There are three and five trees in the community, and a plum garden in the park. If you want to enjoy it, it is always convenient, and the beauty is beautiful, and it still feels normal.

It's just that here, for some reason, it is so beautiful that it is shocking.

"Grandpa liked plum blossoms very much during his lifetime and collected many rare varieties. The same is true for my mother. The plum blossoms here are all moved from the old house."

"No wonder, even though they are both red and white, they feel different." Wu Xie was stunned.

"Plum blossoms are like their masters. They are the same plum blossoms, but their character is different."

Indeed, only people as strong as Zhang Qiling's grandfather and mother can raise such a proud and elegant plum blossom——

I have only been proud of the frost in my life, and the fragrance is still as good as before.

"What about you, do you also like plum blossoms?" Wu Xie asked.

"I like it." Zhang Qiling replied.

While talking, a middle-aged aunt came out of the room with a smile on her face. While greeting them warmly, she led the two of them into the room. She politely gave up her seat. After drinking tea, she politely resigned. Went upstairs to fetch the hostess.

Wu Xie was sitting upright, with his back straight, his eyes wide open, looking forward, his lips were dry, and his heart was beating like a drum.

"take it easy."

"I do not have."

"Relax."

"It's already very loose." Hearing Zhang Qiling's low laughter, Wu Xie came to his senses, turned his head and gave him a hard look.

But turning around, Wu Xie saw a couplet hanging by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room——

It is different when there are only plum blossoms in the usual period of months in front of the window.

"This... this is..." Wu Xie squinted his eyes and discerned again, and he didn't care about being nervous. He stood up "teng", walked a few steps quickly, came to the window and stood still, and praised sincerely, "It's a neat stroke." Mu Lingdong's Guli!" He praised and marveled at the same time, "There are too few people who practice Guli now, and those who have practiced to this level are simply... Who wrote this couplet?"

"Father."

gah...

Wu Xie turned around with an "ow" as if her tail hair had been stepped on, and saw the legendary strange woman standing behind her at some point.

"Hi, I'm Cheng Mofei."

As soon as they met each other, Wu Xie understood all the connotation and connotation of the word "elegant".

"You... hello... auntie... I am... I am Wu Xie." Wu Xie bowed deeply respectfully.

Cheng Mofei accepted Wu Xie's worship calmly, and when he got up, he said: "It's such a clear and clever sentence. I never thought that I would still meet such a bosom friend today. My father knows it, and I feel deeply relieved."

"Don't dare!" Wu Xie was flattered and waved his hands again and again.

"It's nothing. What you just said is right. It's not just Guli, there are very few who can calm down to practice calligraphy now. If there is some appreciation, it's even rarer. And the most rare thing is that you are still so young."

"This... this... when I was young, my dad forced me to practice calligraphy for a period of time... Later, when my studies got tighter, I practiced less..." Wu Xie stammered, her face turned red.

"Wu Xie's thin gold script is pretty good." Zhang Qiling, who had been standing by the side without speaking, suddenly interjected.

"Thin golden body?" A look of surprise flashed across Cheng Mofei's face, and she asked Wu Xie with her eyes.

"Uh...uh... I've practiced... my writing is so-so... so-so..." Wu Xie turned his head and glanced at Zhang Qiling, then secretly slammed him across.

"Sister-in-law Liu, please prepare your pen and ink." Cheng Mofei led Wu Xie to the big rosewood table in front of the French window, and said, "At home, write whatever you want. Lingling said that you write well, so naturally it won't be bad. "

Lingling? !

Wu Xie swallowed his breath with a mouthful of saliva, he desperately suppressed his cough, his face turned red from holding back.

Zhang Qiling glanced at him and smiled slightly.

Soon, Sister-in-law Liu prepared the four treasures of the study.With a cursory glance, Wu Xie knew that even the penholder and paperweight were antiques, and they must have been passed down from generation to generation.

Zhang Qiling picked a pen from the pen stand and handed it to Wu Xie, then took the ink stick from Sister-in-law Liu's hand and began to grind it.

Wu Xie held the pen in his hand, looked at the rice paper laid out on the table, still feeling unreal, he wrinkled his face and looked at Zhang Qiling: "Do you really want to write?"

"Write whatever you want."

"Then what should I write?"

The corner of Zhang Qiling's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes slanted towards Cheng Mofei's position.

oh!Wu Xie had an epiphany!

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and secretly thought that he would die as he wanted.When he was lucky, he turned his head and said to Cheng Mofei: "Auntie, you're making a fool of yourself!" After saying that, he dipped in the ink, picked up the pen, and tried his best to finish what he had learned all his life.

When Wu Xie made the first stroke, Cheng Mofei's expression changed, from surprise to praise to joy and then to understanding.

That's it!

It turns out that fate is a circle, even if they run in opposite directions, they will meet one day.

What kind of character is Wu Xie?Born in such a family, since childhood, I have been ignorant of the way of dealing with people. How can I not know the truth of "thousands of clothes and flattery"?It's just that I was too nervous just now, completely out of standard.

At this moment, having received a reminder from his lover, he naturally went all out, not only slapping his future mother-in-law's flattery, but also slapping Mr. Cheng who is "you know under the spring".

Therefore, after writing the words "Teacher's Parents' Heart" in a thin, tall and straight golden body, Wu Xie changed to a thick pen and wrote on another piece of gold-sprinkled rice paper, "An ordinary period of moon before the window, It’s different only if there are plum blossoms.” This couplet.

These words seem to be a copy of the ancient Li painting of Mr. Cheng, but those who understand it can see the charm of thin gold.

"Good word!" Cheng Mofei looked at it carefully again, and said to Wu Xie with a smile, "Dare to ask the teacher?"

"Don't dare not dare, learn from Mr. Wang Yunchang." Wu Xie put down his pen, and said modestly again, "I only follow him to graduate from high school, and he is not good at learning skills, which will insult his reputation as an old man."

"It's already very good. If you don't have this ambition, otherwise you will definitely be able to achieve something in calligraphy." Cheng Mofei turned her head to look at Zhang Qiling, with a slightly angry tone, "You know it."

"Well, the day he came to the Ninth Middle School for an interview, he wrote these few words." Zhang Qiling smiled and said, "For your sake, I will keep him."

Hearing this, Cheng Mofei showed a loving smile on his face, and said softly, "You child."

Wu Xie's blank and puzzled eyes wandered back and forth between the mother and son, who were playing riddles, trying desperately to piece together the information revealed in these few sentences, and couldn't figure out why he had a relationship with Zhang Qiling's mother when he was in Ninth Middle School. On the relationship.

Wu Xie's expression made the mother and son laugh, and Zhang Qiling said with a smile: "Mom, she also learned from Mr. Wang, and she also practiced thin gold."

"Ah!" Wu Xie was stunned.

"My father and Mr. Wang are close friends. When we were young, my elder brother and I studied with him for several years. After the Cultural Revolution, Mr. Wang never accepted any disciples. Later, he said in a letter that he had accepted a closed-door disciple, and I thought it would be you. "Cheng Mofei said while leading Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie to sit on the sofa.

The situation took such a sudden turn that people were caught off guard, and Wu Xie was in a daze as he walked—so, he and Zhang Qiling's mother are brothers and sisters?

"Hey, should you call me uncle?" Wu Xie whispered to Zhang Qiling.

"Uncle Wu." Zhang Qiling called out generously.

"You..." The veins on Wu Xie's forehead twitched and twitched, and he stared at Zhang Qiling in a daze.

"In this way, Lingling's name is also worthy of being called Master Uncle." Cheng Mofei's tone was serious, but there was a smile on the brows and eyes.

"Uncle Wu." Zhang Qiling unexpectedly said again.

Now, Wu Xie's face was completely dark: "You...cough cough..."

Now, Cheng Mofei couldn't hold it anymore, she gave Zhang Qiling a spoiled look, then smiled at Wu Xie and said, "May grandfather Wu Wu be in good health?"

"He passed away five years ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Cheng Mofei suppressed her smile and said seriously, "Although my father and Wu Wuye don't have close contacts, they have cherished each other for a long time. They can be called the friendship of gentlemen."

"When I was young, I heard my grandfather said something about..." Wu Xie carefully chose his words, and since he entered this yard, he has been running all the way to Wen Zou. The word that should be used at this time is "your father", but Wu Xie never I've never used this word before, although the language environment is like this, but... so awkward...

"Grandpa." Zhang Qiling reminded in a low voice beside him.

"Uh... grandpa and... and... grandpa... grandpa... past... past..." Wu Xie said, secretly gritting his teeth and slandering the big carrot beside him—you can die if you don't want to!

"When Lingling was full moon, Wu Wuye came to visit and put on a longevity lock for him with his own hands."

"Ah! Is it...is it...a piece...a piece...Hetian...Hetian...ancient jade?" Wu Xie was incoherent in shock.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Zhang Qiling turned to look at Wu Xie.

"No...no...what...nothing..." Wu Xie hurriedly covered up.

"Later, when you were born, there was full moon wine, and Wu Wuye sent an invitation card. It happened that my brother was in Jiumen at that time, so he went to congratulate the Cheng family on behalf of the Cheng family." Cheng Mofei said with emotion, "In a blink of an eye After so many years, you have all grown up... We can sit here today, and we have to marvel at the wonder of fate!" After speaking, she said to Zhang Qiling, "Lingling, go to the study and get the four treasures of the study that your grandfather left behind. Bring it."

Zhang Qiling responded and went upstairs, Cheng Mofei said to Wu Xie again: "The plum blossoms are blooming well this year, Wu Xie, would you like to accompany me for a walk in the courtyard?"

"Okay, okay..." Wu Xie agreed repeatedly and got up, looking left and right to find a coat to keep out the cold for Cheng Mofei, who was only wearing a sweater, to put it on.

The sixth sister-in-law who was standing by the side heard the words, and hurriedly followed out with a wool pad, coat, shawl, and hand stove.

The two sat down on a bench in the yard, looking at the plum blossoms in the garden, neither of them spoke.

Just now in the room, talking about calligraphy, chatting about homework, and recounting old stories, the atmosphere is harmonious and enjoyable, making Wu Xie completely forget the initial nervousness and apprehension, and even have the illusion that they have become old acquaintances since they have known each other for many years. He woke up when the wind soaked in the fragrance of plum blossoms blew—the next thing was the real test.

"I'm running out of time..." When it comes to life and death, Cheng Mofei's tone is still indifferent.

"Auntie..." Wu Xie turned his head, his indifference made his heart twitch.

"Life and death are fate, everyone can't escape, and there is nothing in this life that you can't let go of, only Lingling..." After speaking, Cheng Mofei turned to look at Wu Xie with a soft expression, "What do you think of him?"

Wu Xie didn't expect her to ask such a question, and after a pause, he stammered: "He...he...very...very good..."

"Yes, he is very good, he is my pride, but in the eyes of most people, they only see his excellence but not his goodness..." Cheng Mofei's calm and calm face showed a proud look "He has been a precocious child since he was a child. Because of my not very enthusiastic personality, although I tried my best to create a lively living atmosphere for him, he is still quiet and reticent. He can read at the age of four. The book has become his friend, and he can stay in his grandfather's study every day. But if he is a little dull, we mother and son live a normal life together, that is also a kind of life...but he is much taller than children of the same age His IQ and learning ability made me struggle with the difficult decision to send him abroad since he was in school, until his uncle said a word, 'Think about why our father exchanged most of our family property for us to travel across the ocean.'… ...Yeah, why?" Speaking of this, Cheng Mofei's eyes were far-reaching, as if caught in some kind of memory, "My father, when my life is coming to an end, I really understand his good intentions back then: Although the place is cold, the scenery is beautiful. Even if the road is long and far away, it is still worth seeking. Although everyone has the right to choose, only the strong have the ability and mind to be responsible for their own choices and have their own. The life you really want."

Wu Xie listened quietly, without saying a word. He remembered the morning when Zhang Qiling first talked about his parents. At that time, he was still angry in his heart. The mother of Zhang Qiling understood Zhang Qiling's calm indifference because of understanding.

"Wu Xie..."

"Uh... um... Aunt... what's the matter..." Wu Xie was still immersed in his thoughts, when he heard Cheng Mofei calling him, he hurriedly turned his head.

"Today..." Cheng Mofei was amused by Wu Xie's reaction, she smiled, and continued, "I invite you here today to express my mother's gratitude in person, thank you for making him so happy."

"Auntie, I..." These words hit Wu Xie's heart instantly, he desperately restrained the emotions that were about to surge out, his voice choked up, "It's not me...it's him...it's him...that gave it to me More happiness, I want to thank him."

"But he also brought you pain that you didn't have to bear. It's very difficult to get to the end of this road full of thorns. Maybe it's not what you think, but you can do it."

"It's difficult, but I believe we can make it through." Wu Xie raised his head and looked directly into Cheng Mofei's eyes, obsidian-like pupils were shining brightly.

"Yes, we will." Zhang Qiling walked slowly, put the box in his hand on the small table beside the chair, bent down and pulled up Cheng Mofei's slightly slipped shawl, and then opened his arms Wrapped in her arms, she said softly, "Mom, is it cold?"

Cheng Mofei and Wu Xie turned their heads to look at Zhang Qiling, and Wu Xie heard Zhang Qiling's words "We will." Immediately realized that it was time for him to express his determination. He straightened his back and expressed his sincerity. The tone was resonant and authentic: "Auntie, don't worry, I will..."

Before he could continue, Cheng Mofei covered Wu Xie's nervously clenched hands with Cheng Mofei's warm palm, and she smiled slightly: "Wu Xie... Wu and Cheng's family are also considered family friends, if you don't Dislike, I recognize you as my son."

"Huh? This..." Wu Xie blinked and didn't know how to respond.

"Call mom." Zhang Qiling turned sideways and sat next to Cheng Mofei.

"Uh... touch... ah... Mom..." Wu Xie stood up "teng", hesitating whether to kneel and kowtow.

Cheng Mofei patted the back of Wu Xie's hand lightly, motioning for him to sit down, and then looked around with relief at the two people sitting beside her: "My children, I wish you happiness."

"mom……"

"mom……"

Cheng Mofei's eyes were lingering, and she was reluctant to leave between the two of them. Finally, she patted the back of Zhang Qiling's hand on her shoulder: "It's still a bit cold after sitting for a long time, so I went into the house. The plum blossoms are blooming well this year. You young people Strong body, take a look."

After sending Cheng Mofei back to the house, Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling sat back on the bench again.

"From now on, I will honor our mother with you."

"it is good."

"After a hundred years, I will dress her in mourning with you."

"it is good."

"Our mother has recognized us!" Things went so smoothly that Wu Xie felt unreal.

"Zhang Qiling turned to look at Wu Xie, "Well, she also blessed us. The reason why he recognized you as his son is because she didn't want us to end up resentful and feel like strangers. "

"Huh?" Wu Xie was puzzled.

"After returning from Europe, my mother told me a lot about the old days... When I was in the United States, every time I called or wrote, I subconsciously avoided mentioning my father, and she never asked. I always thought It was because she hated him and blamed him for not forgiving him that she lived alone in a foreign land for so many years, but I didn't know until now that she never hated him at all, and never complained... She said that loving him is her own choice, It was my choice to be with him, it was my choice to leave him, it was also my choice to go to Tibet alone and never see him again, since it was my choice, there was no reason for him to be responsible, and my father... was her all my life favorite person."

"So, we won't be resentful, we will be strangers..." Wu Xie said next, "You are my own choice, and I will be responsible for my own choice." He didn't say it, because he understood "responsibility" The weight of these two words is useless until you really carry it.

Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at Wu Xie, and Wu Xie also looked at him, but just watched without saying anything.

For the almost foreseeable future, they all know it well: the ruthless reality will exhaust all emotions bit by bit, the tangible and intangible pressure will grind away all love bit by bit, and those who love each other are as if they are driven into a desperate situation. Quarreling like trapped animals, jealousy, doubting each other, scratching each other and then scratching yourself, until you are exhausted and bruised, and you can no longer find the original touch and persistence.

Therefore, Cheng Mofei chose to leave, and chose to miss rather than see.

Not to mention that knowing a child is like a mother, Cheng Mofei knew that the two of them would definitely choose to live forever based on the straight bamboo-like background standing in front of the window at first sight.

However, what a kind child he was...

Therefore, even if there is such a day, I hope that they can read and call the same word in front of themselves without resentment, and that they will not be strangers because they stand silently in front of their tombstones on the same day every year.

"Our mother, she..." Wu Xie understood a mother's good intentions in Zhang Qiling's silence, and he sighed, "I used to blame our mother for sending you to the United States at such a young age to let you eat suffered so much."

"It's not strange now?" Zhang Qiling asked with a smile.

"Well," Wu Xie turned to look at Zhang Qiling, "Have you ever been weird before?"

"It was strange when I first came to the United States, but after I gradually understood..."

"Our mother said that although the heights are cold, the scenery is unique. Now you have reached the peak. If you see any good scenery, let me tell you about it. It will motivate me to climb hard." Wu Xie is still immersed in the emotion just now. In the sentimentality, although he really wanted to adjust the atmosphere, he said something neither fish nor fowl.

"You..." Zhang Qi