A Heartwarming Decade - Chapter 78

He said: “Wen Siwan, I will never believe you again.”

When he was young, he often said: “Wen Siwan, don’t follow me, why are you so annoying, you hate it, you keep following.”

Grandpa spanked because of poor grades, and he would cry in his throat: “Wen Siwan, don’t always get Xiao Honghua, if you get Xiao Honghua, I won’t play with you!”

Si Wan looked at him with tears: “Why? Brother.”

Why? brother.

Every time, I asked why.

Yan Xiaohui thought very seriously, couldn’t figure it out, and handed the milk bag to the person: “I don’t know why, anyway, I won’t get another little red flower and beat you up! Give you milk, no cry!”

He never said: “Wen Siwan, I never believe you anymore.”

About trust, about commitment.

After growing up, Yanxi said to Wen Siwan after growing up, I don’t believe you anymore.

He saw A Heng curled up on the bed sideways, clutching the quilt tightly, and a sticky, fishy red on his back. With a fist, Wen Siwan was hit hard, leaving no room.

The woman who was too old to see the wrinkles, with sad eyes, looked at him.

He said: “I finally know the weakness of the word’yanxi’.”

What a ridiculous Yanxi!

He picked up Aheng.

The girl was like a newborn child, curled up in his arms obediently, she won’t cry if she doesn’t cry, she will be quiet, only relief.

She laughed, feverish, and her mind was chaotic: “Yanxi, she looks so good. But why not laugh?”

Yanxi’s eyes were red, smiling, and trembling coaxed her: “Hush, stop talking, baby.”

He wrapped the blood-stained back with a blanket, hugged her, and ran all the way.

Vehicles, flyovers, walking, cold wind, loneliness, alleys and alleys.

It was like holding a bowl of water that was full of the moon, taking care of it, stumbled, and didn’t dare to miss it.

Treasures, treasures.

Yanxi suddenly remembered the jokes made by the boys at the university gatherings: “Girls are extremely beautiful, and only when they become sick can they destroy the liver.”

It’s all bullshit, and there is a cloud of mud in your mind. Who has the idle mind that she is beautiful or not?

Afterwards, Sun Peng often teased him: “Beauty, Ferrari is raised at home, and it is still not as good as two legs when it is critical.”

He gritted his teeth: “Sun Peng, I sincerely hope you will never encounter such a thing forever!”

Sun Peng smiled with white teeth: “Yanxi, the biggest difference between me and you is that when I care about one person, I know and I know, and others don’t.”

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor on duty gave Ah Heng an antipyretic injection, and then said that the wound needed to be cleaned, so Yanxi went out first.

He wanted to talk but stopped.

The doctor saw that Ah Heng’s wound was so heavy, it was probably domestic violence, and he stubbornly faced Yanxi without knowing the truth, and said, “People have become like this. If you have anything to say, don’t waste time.”

He smiled and bowed to the doctor: “Thank you for being gentle. She is in pain and has always refused to say anything.”

Looking at A Heng who was sleeping on the hospital bed from a distance, he turned to close the door, clasped his hands, and sat on the corridor of the hospital.

On the first day of the new year, it was lonely.

There are a few text messages on the phone, group text messages sent by classmates: Happy New Year, how have you been recently?

Yanxi responded one by one, raising her finger, only to find that Aheng’s blood was stained on her palm, she was taken aback, holding her phone, and walked to the bathroom.

Turn on the faucet, rush to rinse and fade. The dark red flowed by, and he looked at it, the smell that could not be washed away.

Over and over, over and over again.

Yanxi’s expressionless face, hand sanitizer, rub, lather, and rinse off. Go on, hand sanitizer, foam, rinse off. The palm of the hand became very red, like a birthmark.

Suddenly, he grabbed the mobile phone by the sink and slammed into the dark wall, pulling his hair and crying bitterly.

Yanxi, who cannot be innocent and cannot be arrogant, can only become stronger.

Sometimes, he hated Ah Heng, wanting to hate somehow. If A Heng always wants everyone to love her, then Yanxi might not be so worried about gains and losses. However, if she is loved by many people, then what is Yanxi?

Walking back to the white room, Yanxi gently held her hand, this girl, sleeping so peacefully. He said: “Fate gave you to me. Maybe in the future, you will have another choice, but now, there is no other choice.”

When Aheng’s fever subsided, the sun was just outside the window.

Squinting, the black-haired boy standing by the curtains was handsome and tall, walking left and right, looking a little irritable.

He took a deep breath in his cell phone and tried to say something to the other party on the phone: “Auntie, I won’t send A Heng back to Wen’s house. There is no need to discuss it! Yes. The reason? You also asked me for the reason. Look at the wound on her back! No mother would be so cruel to her daughter. Well, you just lose control of your emotions, you can’t face her, yes, her surname is Wen…”

Suddenly, the young man increased the volume, his expression became very angry, and he almost roared: “You said her surname is Wen, but besides her surname, what the **** does belong to you, or the Wen family? You, And your Wen family, there is no reason for me to give in!”

He hung up the phone, put his head against the window, breathing constantly, his fingers were white.

Breathe in.

As if feeling a touch of warmth, he turned around, Aheng was smiling at him, hehe, quiet and gentle.

The New Year’s scene in Japan was being broadcast on the TV in the ward, and she followed that lucky cat and waved her hand to her ear: “Good morning, Yanxi.”

Yanxi’s sharp and violent eyes became clear in an instant, he walked to her, bent over, looked at her quietly, for a long while, and smiled: “So stupid… I was beaten. A Heng, you are Yanxi. My daughter, the legendary Yanxi, the fighting king Yanxi.”

Aheng: “I’m so sorry, Mr. Yan.”

He asked her: “Does your back hurt?”

Aheng said: “It’s really nonsense. Yanxi, you are beaten to the back and try.”

Yanxi scolded her: “Stupid, she doesn’t know how to scream. She cries so much that the neighbors hear her and dare to beat you? Your mother loves face the most.”

A Heng lowered his head, sniffed, and muttered: “Why didn’t I expect it?”

Yanxi: “Daughter, follow me, you have more things to learn!”

Aheng laughed: “Yanxi, you frown, like an old grandfather.”

Dayi and Chen Juan came to see the illness.

Chen Juan has changed back to normal men’s clothes, the colors and styles are the most popular nowadays, and they still look extremely beautiful, but the man’s heroic spirit is no less.

Over the years, fighting with Dayi is still wrong.

Seeing Ah Heng, he complained bitterly: “Sisters, in order to help you tie a man, I ran the poor on two legs and became a bastard, how can you compensate?”

Ah Heng just looked at him and smiled without talking.

Chen Juan didn’t mind, he was exhausted, and thoroughly talked about the days when Yanxi was not by her side, including how many shows and shows he had done; as small as a few meals a day, he still loved the ribs.

In the end, I regretfully concluded: “It can be seen that your presence or absence has no impact on the beauty of Yan.”

Dayi agrees and learns the appearance of Yanxi on the show in a weird manner-the way it has been freeze-framed on TV many times: “Hello everyone, I am Yanxi.”

Every time, a fixed opening.

Hello everyone, I am Yanxi.

Nonsense, you just don’t talk, no one in the whole country knows that you are Yanxi, and the frequency of shaking on TV is so high.

By the way, every time, it is this sentence.

That’s like panic that others will not remember.

Even the advertisements of sanitary napkins were followed one after another, just because that brand was used by Ah Heng.

How could he not know how terrible time is, if he doesn’t walk in front of people every day, and is afraid that time will be imprinted and be completely different, she can hardly remember that there is such a person in this world.

Oh, his name is Yanxi.

Oh, he is the person I have ever met, three years in seventy years, very small.

He laughed and whispered: “A Heng, I’ve always been fine, as Mary said, it’s fine without you. However, this does not mean that you are not important.”

“You understand, right?”

DJYan never appeared for thousands of listeners, but for one of thousands of listeners.