A Heartwarming Decade - Chapter 46

Yanxi dropped out of school again. the second time.

Old Yiwen meant to call the United States immediately to inform the Yanjiao. But Si Wan stopped him, saying that his condition might have changed. If he made the phone call rashly, the Yanjiao would definitely think that the Wen family did not take good care of Yanxi and they would feel uneasy.

Old Wen thought for a long time and gave Si Wan and A Heng three months. After three months, if Yanxi’s condition does not turn around, he must give his old friend an explanation.

Aheng was silent, did not say anything, and returned home with Yanxi.

Outside the door, the place where the house number was originally nailed, is now bare. A Heng asked for the house number from the quiet person beside him, but he didn’t see it, the number plate was in his hand, clenched tightly.

Holding it when eating; holding it when bathing; holding it when sleeping.

The knuckles of the left hand were very abrupt, and the clenched fists were pale and bloodless.

A Heng is really not sure what hysteria is actually, but he vaguely thinks that it is probably the crazy disease that the old man in the country said. However, she looked at Yanxi as if she had become a child, and no one knew it. She only relied on inertia in all aspects of eating, bathing, and life. Even a series of complete actions, if interrupted, he will get stuck there, maintaining the previous actions, motionless.

When Yanxi took a bath, Ah Heng handed him his pajamas, which was clearly placed outside the door, but after hearing Ah Heng’s footsteps, he stopped the mechanical movement of rubbing his hair and stood still under the shower. His hair and face were still full of white foam, as well as those big eyes, even if the eyes were reddened by the foam, they still didn’t blink.

Aheng looked into his eyes and knocked on the window lightly.

Turning to the window quietly, his eyes had a brief focus, looking at her, there was no wave of waves, like stagnant eyes.

A Heng gently put his hand on the hair and rubbed it slowly, demonstrating the movement to him.

He looked at her for a long time, his hands began to rub his hair again, the action was almost exactly the same as hers.

It’s just that, holding the house card in his left hand, his movements are awkward.

Aheng smiled, let him go.

Yanxi used to have a bad habit when eating, and she always talked to her non-stop, frowning, almost spraying her saliva to the South Pole. From boasting that I look good, to the fact that Hawaiian hula dances are handsome, from Aheng I hate this dish, to the fact that the abalone is cooked like a poached egg. Every time, she always wanted to knock him on the head with a pan, why so many words, it was so noisy, it was so noisy…

Now, no one quarrels with her…

The boy sat there, spoonful by spoonful, like a doll who just learned to eat, earnestly and attentively. His movements were very stiff, and his right hand carefully placed the spoon in his mouth, then put it down, chewed, swallowed, and didn’t even lower his head.

What kind of dish she would give him what he would eat, and no longer said, “Why are today’s ribs so fat”, “A Heng, I don’t eat this dish, I won’t eat it, I won’t eat it, I won’t eat it or kill it”…

This way, how good…

She filled him with soup, and he drank it obediently, but still didn’t bow his head, the soup was scattered on the clothes.

Aheng took a tissue to wipe him, and asked him with a smile, “Yanxi, why don’t you bow your head to drink?”

He looked at her in confusion, Aheng lowered his head and made a gesture of drinking soup.

He suddenly threw the spoon. The spoon fell into the bowl, splashing the soup over the table. He covered his nose, gingerly, tilted his head, and said: “Nose, it hurts.”

A Heng was stunned, and reached out and pulled his hand away. There was nothing on his nose except the red mark he covered.

She let go and looked at the young man, wanting to find an answer, but he had already mechanically held the spoon again, staring at a certain point, but it seemed to be covered with a cloth.

On the first day of school, she said: “Yanxi, stay at home obediently, and Auntie Zhang will bring you food at noon, you know?”

He glanced at her, his eyes slowly drifting away.

Then, after school in the evening, she rushed home, only to see Yanxi sitting at the dinner table, still holding the spoon in her hand, and the food on the table was already cold. The corners of the boy’s mouth were still stained with rice grains and clothes, completely stained by the soup.

A Heng sighed and dialed the Wen family’s home phone: “Grandpa, I don’t have to trouble Sister Zhang to deliver meals tomorrow.” Turning around, staring at the boy, his eyebrows are soft and gentle.

She said: “Yanxi, you are good, I will take you to class tomorrow, you are good, okay?”

He held the house number plate in his left hand, bowed his head, his thin white index finger drew a square outline on the sign, did not speak, and concentrated.

Aheng smiled: “Yanxi, nose, does it still hurt?”

He listened, and didn’t respond for a long while. When Aheng almost gave up, he slightly raised his head, looked at her, and nodded. Then, desperately covering his nose again, his faces wrinkled together.

Very painful expression.

She asked Si Wan, “Two years ago, when Yanxi became ill, did she keep crying for nose pain?”

He smiled wryly: “Two years ago, he only said that his feet hurt.”

“Why?” Aheng asked him.

Si Wan sighed: “Dr. Zheng hypnotized him during the previous treatment. He said that Cinderella lost the crystal shoes and his feet hurt.”

A Heng thought: “Yanxi… After the accident, what time is it to return home?”

Si Wan frowned: “I don’t know the details, it should be past zero.”

At midnight, Cinderella lost her crystal shoes…

At zero, Yanxi lost herself…

At that time, he took her home and looked at the clock, relieved. Fortunately, it was not twelve o’clock…

He said to her, A Heng, must go home before twelve o’clock, you know?

People who don’t go home at zero will become dirty children covered in soot, and will be abandoned by the world, right…

But why is it “nose pain” this time?

On the second day, Aheng took Yanxi to school. Everyone seemed to have heard something, and facing Yanxi, the eyes were more erratic than this young man, only pretending to be business as usual in embarrassment.

Ms. Guo frowned: “Wen Heng, this…”

Aheng smiled: “Teacher Guo, you don’t have to be embarrassed.”

She carried her schoolbag, pulled Yanxi, dragged her family around, and sat in the corner of the last row.

Sindayi and Mary reddened their eyes, followed behind Aheng’s ass, kicked away the others, and sat beside them.

A Heng smiled and said, “First, I only raise pigs, not rabbits.”

The shredded meat had rabbit eyes red, and gave Yanxi a tearful look at Yanxi, who was a pig. He held Ah Heng and started crying and tortured: “My poor A Heng, why is my life so miserable…”

Xin Dayi blinked and nodded: “That’s right, just as pitiful as Mrs. Xianglin…”

The shredded pork let go, patted the table, and pointed out, “Sin Dayi, you fart! Somehow Xianglin’s wife also paid a visit to her cousin. My sisters did not even hold your buddy’s paws a few times. Alright!”

Aheng’s black thread twitched his lips and glanced at Yanxi.

Fortunately, this kid can’t understand…

At lunch, Yanxi did not bow her head again, acting mechanically, like a child, and the sauce from the ribs dripped onto her coat.

Sindayi took a spoon to dig the ribs, and he was about to feed him: “Beauty Yan, this is your favorite thing to eat at ordinary times. I will give you nobility and feed you. I should get better soon, you know?”

The spoon was hanging in the air, before he touched Yanxi’s lips, those **** eyes were filled with water vapor for a moment, feeling wronged like a child. Immediately, his slender hand was a bit rude, and he pushed away Sindayi’s spoon.

Sindayi was taken aback and froze in place.

Aheng was surprised, and asked the young man warmly: “Yanxi, what’s wrong, does the nose hurt again?”

He was silent, covering his nose, the urn’s voice: “Long.”

The shredded pork opened his mouth wide: “What…what do you mean, Yanxi won’t be foolish—well, Xin Baboon, why the **** are you covering my mouth!”

A Heng lightly glanced at the two of them. The two of them had a guilty conscience, lowered their heads and ate.

She turned to Yanxi, and the boy started to deliver ribs crookedly into her mouth again, as if the sauce was about to drip. However, there is innocence on his face again, unlike the expressionless face before.

A Heng smiled and looked at him, pampering him.

In the front row, the study committee member urged him to hand in his homework, and went round and round. When he walked back, he accidentally bumped into Yanxi and knocked off what Yanxi was holding with his left hand. He stopped and saw that it was Yanxi, a little unnatural, bending over to pick it up.

Yan Xika was there, looking at the palm of her left hand, empty. Suddenly, he pushed the boy to the ground like crazy and rode on him, his eyes were fierce, and he slapped fiercely, his mouth was a fine voice: “Thief, home, home, return me…”