A Heartwarming Decade

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Ten Years Yipin Wenruyan (Complete Works)!When Ah Heng went to pick up that person, he was caught by his grandfather.

The old man stared at her with a cold face, and watched at the hospital door for a long time.I was so angry that I wanted to throw the letter on her, and only said one sentence: "This is the good granddaughter I taught!"

Si Wan winked aside.

A Heng pursed his mouth and smiled, "Grandpa, are you angry with me?"

Old Wen glanced at Si Wan next to him, feeling a little unspeakable.A Heng is so obedient, yet able to write such an unfeeling letter threatening him, and he still has nothing to do with this stinky boy.

He is selfish and wants Yanxi to stay away from Si Wan, but he is not malicious.In the eyes of the granddaughter, it was so evil.

The child has a simple mind, and it is not his intention to screw things up without the guidance of an adult.Besides, the child has already said this in the letter...

"You go home first." The old man thought for a while and said to Si Wan.

He smiled, touched his nose, looked at A Heng worriedly, and left obediently.

"Are you really going to play this with your grandpa and run away with Yanxi?" Old Wen saw Si Wan go away, sighed, and looked at his granddaughter's eyebrows, five points similar to his dead wife, and his tone softened.

A Heng condensed his small face and pursed his lips: "Grandpa only hurts and doesn't like me anyway. I happen to be a company with Yanxi, and it won't hinder your eyes." This boyishness, she is still the first in front of Old Wen. once.

It was his own flesh and blood, and his grandchildren. The old man almost wanted to laugh as he listened, but he really laughed and cursed: "If I really don't love you, you won't be able to scare your grandpa with a letter. Up!"

Aheng smiled and brought a little to please: "I didn't intend to scare Grandpa, I really wanted to take Yanxi away."

Old Wen snorted: "You are so filial!"

Aheng just smiled and nodded, a little embarrassed.

She wrote that letter, thinking about a win-win situation from the beginning.Although she had a moment of thought, thinking about sharing the last piece of bread with Yanxi, it would be good to starve to death.However, she endured that hardship, and Yanxi had been spoiled since childhood, so how could she stand it.

"Forget it, we old guys owed you these little things in our previous life." Old Wen sighed and couldn't laugh or cry. "I'll find someone to do the discharge procedures for Xiaoxi in a moment. I'll tell you, you go. Take him home."

A Heng's eyes are shining.

The old man helplessly smiled and touched his granddaughter's little head: "You have not paid back the key to Yanjia for three months. Are you really a fool?"

A Heng was a little embarrassed and smiled, with rare embarrassment on his white face.

Old Wen straightened his color and spoke to A Heng earnestly: "Since it was the path you chose, I regretted it, and there is no retreat, you know?"

When she went to pick up Yanxi, her eyes were full of white, and it seemed that her eyes really hurt.

Three months is not short.Her battle was endured roundabouts for three months, and finally won.

Facing the window, the man was lying on the white hospital bed, soft and clean, curled up and asleep.The index finger of the left hand is hooked on the seven chain, silver, shining brightly in the daylight.

She could almost see the black hair scattered by the sun with her back to her.

A Heng walked in, with a glass of water and a handful of pills on the bedside, white, black, and brown.This is really bad, none of his favorite colors, I don't know if he usually eats it obediently.His breathing is very light and quiet, with Qingtian breath.

She grabbed his right hand, thumb, index finger, and middle finger, touching them little by little, gently, and then, misplaced, clenched, and interlocked.

Have seen green tendons, thin bones.

He has lost a lot of weight.

The scars left by the cactus have turned into dark scars with thin strings, a bit hideous.

It is really inconsistent with Yan Van Gogh's paintings.

Therefore, life cannot be assumed. If the assumption is made, the ending is expected, and everyone is happy, but there is always a flaw.

She was a little tired, looking at him, quiet.There is no day and night, constant injections of drugs, constant sleep, and even dreams.

Yanxi, have you... ever thought about Aheng...

She shook him gently.The person who was asleep had difficulty waking up due to the effects of the medicine.

She gently embraced his body, gently let the man lean on her, embraced her arms, patted his hair slowly, and gently pointed: "Yanxi, wake up soon, we should go home Up."

On a certain day, a certain month, a certain person looked at her with such jealousy as she gently hugged the baby who was lying on the bed. She said: "Baby, get up and go to kindergarten."

On the other hand, he started to ravage the doll directly: "Ah, I'm getting up! I don't have such a good treatment!"

She laughed.Stupid, I used to spoil you like this, but, did you remember?

When he woke up, his whole body was full of warm and nice smell, opened his eyes and saw a person in a daze.

Her eyes were so gentle and tired, it seemed that no one had looked at him like this for a long time.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at her with big black and white eyes for a long, long time.

Then, she lifted her head slightly, the cool body temperature, and a light kiss, printed on her eyelids.

Itchy, soft kiss.Then, like a child, he laughed and broke away from her arms, innocent and shy.

A Heng was stunned, helpless, and hard to care about with him.

Because, in three months, it was enough for him to forget her thousands of times, and she was wasting her tongue to train him.

Then she guessed that he must regard himself as an angel spreading love, and kiss as a task.

So she laughed too, took his hand, and said, "Yanxi, let's go home."

He glanced at her, but bowed his head and dangled the seven chains, looking at the small circles, only falling into his own world.

Still, the same as before.

Looking up, Grandpa and Doctor Zheng are already standing in front of the ward.

She took his hand, and he obediently followed behind her, playing Seven Links seriously.

Dr. Zheng's eyes were a little bright: "It's rare that Yanxi is so obedient today. I usually woke up and always cry for a while."

A Heng frowned: "Is Yanxi hurt?" She knows Tianwu's methods to clean up patients. Those who are disobedient will always be tied up and put a tranquilizer.

Dr. Zheng was a little bit silly: "It didn't bleed."

A Heng opened Yanxi's sleeves, and on his pale and thin arms, there were bruises left behind after hemp rope was tied up.

There was a pain in my heart, A Heng darkened his face and said a few words politely, but the atmosphere finally cooled down.

As usual, she bumped. Although she always scolded the teenager for being careless, she always cursed the railings of those chairs ten times in the bottom of her heart on which railings and chairs she bumped into.

Ah Heng said goodbye to the adults, and said to his grandfather to wait outside, and then hung his head, cursing Dr. Zheng while taking Yanxi's hand and walking outside.

Old Wen smiled, how could he not see A Heng's careful thoughts: "Xiao Zheng, the child is spoiled at home, don't take it offense."

Dr. Zheng looked at the direction the two were going away, and smiled slightly: "If it were her, why would I be blamed. Older Wen knows what Yanxi makes every time he cries?"

Old Wen shook his head.He couldn't imagine that the patient was repeating it, how could this be guessed.

"Don't forget, don't forget, Aheng, Aheng, Aheng..." Doctor Zheng murmured, learning the tone of the man.

He was holding his head, his pupils dilated like that, how unwilling to be his baby.Don't forget his Aheng, but after all, gradually forget it.

Because he has forgotten how to speak.

So, how can I call out Aheng?

She taught him to speak, and he looked at her, just smiling, his big eyes were clean and innocent.

She fed him a meal and pointed to the ribs: "Spare ribs, ribs, Yanxi, your favorite ribs, read it to me, ribs--"

Yanxi tilted her head, didn't speak, only opened her mouth wide, and bit the spoon she stretched out to hold the ribs.

She took the milk and deliberately refused to give it to him: "Yanxi, your chocolate milk, milk, this is milk, drink it after you read it."

Yanxi looked at her in a daze, but grabbed the glass and drank with a loud throat.

Ah Heng twitched the corners of his lips, not such a voice.She thought for a while, and she was kind, and then taught him: "Yanxi, Yanxi, Yanxi, this is your name, you know, Yan—xi—"

She prolonged her intonation, said clearly and well, carefully observing his expression.

He was a little dazed, and then, thinking hard and hard, handed her half a cup of milk obediently, and reluctantly cut love.In his mind, milk and Yanxi are equivalent concepts, and he thought A Heng would drink his milk.

A Heng became depressed and gave up on himself: "A Heng, where is A Heng? Forget it, if you remember, I will give you the last name."

The teenager remembered something, and suddenly realized, he laughed so half of the dimples, clapped his hands childishly, gently bowed his head gently, and kissed her eyelids lightly at a distance of six centimeters.

Cold, itchy.

Is Aheng the same as a kiss?

When Ah Heng was in school, he could no longer bring Yanxi, because Yanxi began to be afraid of going to places with many people.

Except for a few regular concerts a year, Wen's mother was not busy, so she took Yanxi to take care of her at home when Aheng was in school.She bought another mobile phone to Aheng, and if Yanxi was crying, she would call her in time.

Mother Wen always laughed, as if she had raised a baby again.

Sier curled his lips, how could there be such a big doll.

Si Wan thought of something, a little stunned, looking at A Heng, it was quite unpleasant.

A Heng was very grateful to his mother, but Mother Wen smiled and shook her head: "Seventeen years have not been more than two years, Xiaoxi is really a white-eyed wolf."

Wen's mother taught Yanxi to speak according to Aheng's instructions, but Yanxi always ignored her, sitting by the phone, staring at her without blinking.

The bell rang, the big eyes like longan smile crookedly, rushing to answer the phone, but always a strange voice.So he threw the phone, pouted, and turned around, leaving a gray shadow, very sad.

Mother Wen laughed: "My treasure, it's not Aheng, you can't throw the phone."

She came with interest and taught Yanxi to remember Ah Heng's mobile phone number: "136××××6196, Bao, do you remember it?"

Mother Wen read it again. Aunt Zhang called for someone in the kitchen, so she stopped and walked to the kitchen.

When she came back, Yanxi was holding the phone and her mouth was almost heart-shaped.

On the phone: "Hey, hello, hello, mother? Hey, is the signal bad? Mom, is Yanxi disobedient?" The gentle and soft voice was Aheng.

Mother Wen was stunned, looking at the child's joyful and innocent face, the other end of the microphone was far and near, tears streaming down in an instant.

"No, he is very obedient. Every moment, every minute, every second, he thinks of you obediently. Although, I don't know how to speak, how to pronounce your name."

But you are you.