A Heartwarming Decade

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Ten Years Yipin Wenruyan (Complete Works)!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 have been 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 in his hand 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 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 wouldn't cry if she didn't cry, she was quiet, only relief.

She laughed and had a fever, 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 in a blanket, hugged her, and ran all the way.

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

It was like holding a water bowl full of the moon, caring, 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, is she beautiful or not?

Afterwards, Sun Peng often teased him: "Beauty, Ferrari is raised at home, and it's still not as good as two legs at a critical time."

He gritted his teeth: "Sun Peng, I sincerely hope that 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, God knows and I know, but others don't."

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor on duty gave Ah Heng a fever-reducing 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 that it was probably a domestic violence. He stubbornly faced Yanxi without knowing the truth and said: "People are 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 are you doing?

Yanxi responded one by one, raising her finger, only to find that Aheng's blood was stained on her palm, she was stunned, holding her mobile phone, and walking 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, rubbed, foamed, washed away.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 can't be naive or arrogant, can only become stronger.

Sometimes, he hated Ah Heng, wanting to hate somehow.If Aheng 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 shook her hand. This girl slept 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 sunlight outside the window was just right.

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

He took his cellphone and took a deep breath, trying 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 for discussion! Yes. Why? You also asked me why. 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 teenager increased the volume, his expression became very angry, and he almost yelled: "You said her surname is Wen, but besides her surname, what the hell 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 continuously, 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 broadcast on the TV in the ward. She followed the look of the 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?"

A Heng said: "It's really nonsense. Yanxi, you are beaten to the back and try."

Yanxi scolded her: "Stupid, I don't know how to cry, so my neighbors even dared to beat you when they heard her? 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 poor on two legs and became a bastard. How can you compensate?"

A 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 effect on the beauty of Yan."

Dayi agrees and learns the appearance of Yanxi on the show in a weird manner. He 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 are followed by one after another, just because that brand is used by Ah Heng.

How could he not know how terrible time is, if you don't walk in front of people every day, and fear that time will be imprinted and be completely different, it will be difficult for her to 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 little.

He laughed and said softly: "A Heng, I have always been fine, as Mary said, it would be fine without you. However, this does not mean that you are not important."

"You understand, right?"

DJ Yan never appeared for thousands of listeners, but for one of them.