Lan Wan has always been very firm and said no one else.
The Lan family gave Lan Wan a house when she got married. In a community far away from the city center, the quietness here seems a little out of place compared to the bustling city center.
But I, like her, like this out of place silence.
If it could only be called a house when it was bought before, then now, the house has been taken care of by Lan Wan to make it look like a home. Books in the bookcase, wine in the wine cabinet, all of which make the house look more like home.
Even if it is simple, it is a thousand times better than the cold Lin Yuan.
Of course, Lin Wangshu couldn't have signed the divorce agreement so easily, but for Lan Wan, she was free physically and mentally, and it didn't matter how much she spent.
Lan San still comes to my house from time to time to eat and drink.
Xiaomu obediently went to take a bath and sleep, so she didn't need to worry about it. Before going to bed, Lan San went to tell him a few fairy tales before he came out.
"You quarreled with Pei Xiaoting again?" I asked him.
He didn't want to talk to him: "I just slept with you all night, why do you still care so much?"
"Look, it's not like you don't know, when you came, I wasn't picked up by Pei Xiaoting in the early morning and carried back."
"That bastard," he muttered, turned around and took out a bottle of drink from the refrigerator, walked back to the living room and sat on the sofa opposite me, "he is delivered by men and women, and there is no shortage of me."
It seems to be jealous, but I don't know how to say it without looking embarrassed: "So your solution is to ignore him and let those wild bees sting him?"
"He might be proud!" Lan San narrowed his eyes, his face full of dissatisfaction.
"If you really want to get rid of him, then you can listen to your dad's blind date and try to see what Pei Xiaoting will do." I deliberately gave him bad ideas
"Don't mention it! Just a few days ago, my dad took me on a blind date. You don't know, if I don't go, my dad is more cruel than women, crying, making trouble, hanging himself, so I reluctantly followed. As a result, when I saw that woman's face, I felt uncomfortable all over. She said she was the eldest lady, she was knowledgeable and reasonable. I saw her from beginning to end, what my parents said was what my parents said, just like the old woman with small feet. As a result, I couldn't hold back, I sat down and drank a glass of water and left. Because of this, my dad ignored me for a week. "
I hugged my stomach and laughed for a long time: "Your mouth is really bad."
"Originally," Lan San gave me a disdainful look, "I can still live comfortably by myself, why do you have to ask me to find a woman?"
"Can you use your brain when you speak? Are you alone? Don't forget that you also have Pei Xiaoting." I said to him.
"Ah, don't mention him!"
So the two of us started chatting all night. At first, I was talking about the past with Qin Lang, and then he was talking about the bad things he encountered with Pei Xiaoting. When the sky was a little bit white, the overwhelming sleepiness swept over, so one of us, very unruly, occupied a sofa and slept all over the place.
Lan San curled himself up like a squirrel and muttered to me, "Brother, it's not easy for you."
"You only know now."
"Well... It's really tiring to be involved with feelings."
"Silly brother," I reached out and rubbed his hair ruthlessly, "there are too many things that are not easy, just bear it and let it pass."
Then it's a sound sleep.
I don't know when Lan San left the house. When I woke up again, Xiao Mu was gone, and Qin Lang was alone at home.
He packed the two big suitcases and looked at me with a smile: "Let's go, Lin Xian."
God knows when Qin Lang secretly got the visa, air ticket and hotel accommodation behind my back. I think even if I was sold by him, I would be unknowingly.
On the plane, he had been sleeping with his head resting on my shoulder, and I could see the dark blue in his eyes, probably staying up late for work to take a long vacation.
So, for someone like me who skipped work directly, will I be fired directly after I return to the company
After a ten-hour flight, we landed at Charles de Gaulle airport, and the Beijing time on my watch was eight in the morning, so if I did the math, it was four in the morning in Paris.
After everything was arranged, it was noon in Paris, so I dragged my tired body to take a walk by the Seine.
The city of Paris has a kind of temperament derived from beauty, age, and stability. It makes people feel prosperous without losing the city, enchanting but dignified. I have always felt that a city should keep one or two old buildings, so that the So that he does not appear empty and flashy no matter how he develops, Paris is exactly that.
There are many pedestrians along the Seine, and this kind of slow-paced life is rare in China. Boats came and went on the river, and the long whistle sounded from time to time filled with a layer of unprovoked compassion.
Qin Lang and I kept walking along the Seine until we got lost, and then we found a friendly local person to find out the way back. When he was going to take the subway, he saw a ragged homeless man at the subway station. Qin Lang went to buy a pack of cigarettes and walked in front of him.
"Bonjour." Qin Lang spoke French in a familiar and gentle voice.
I watched him chat happily with the homeless man before he came over to me after a long time.
"What did you talk about?" I asked.
"Secret." He blinked mysteriously.
As we were leaving, the homeless man shouted, "Qinlang."
Qin Lang turned his head.
"Bo
e nuit. "
Qin Lang smiled and waved at him.
Finally, tired of walking, I sat down in a corner of the park where I could see the Eiffel Tower. Not far behind was a boy playing guitar, singing songs I didn't know, very touching and romantic.
I put my head on Qin Lang's shoulder and muttered, "Why do I have to come to Paris so suddenly, so I'm not prepared at all."
Qin Lang kissed me on the forehead: "If you don't kidnap you out, you will be even more reluctant to come out when Xiaomu goes to kindergarten and school."
"Yes. He is growing taller and faster every day, and soon he will grow taller than us, then become an adult, and then leave us and live his own life."
"You said, he is so young, does he know what it means for us to be together?"
I looked at the stars in the sky, flickering: "No matter what I do, he will support me."
He nodded, smiled, and added, "Look at Li Lu, sometimes I feel that I don't know which one will knock on the door first, accident or luck, so it's better to have fun."
I sighed softly: "It's dangerous... If you don't insist a little bit, and if I'm a little more cruel, will we end up five years ago? It seems that fate does not allow us to end so hastily."
Qin Lang didn't speak at this time, just took out something in his pocket, and finally took out a mobile phone. Very old and very old, the shell has broken in a long way, and it has suffered a lot of damage at first glance.
However, this phone is too familiar to me.
I sat up straight, and my hands trembled: "This...this is me..."
"The phone you left at the airport. It was with me after you left."
Qin Lang gently put the phone on my hand, and I felt that it suddenly became heavy because of the weight of time.
"I started doing the program because I wanted to recover all the data in my phone. The messages you sent me, the photos you took me secretly, and... the diary you secretly wrote... That's how I have the courage to wait for you. so long."
I rubbed the surface of my phone, and my heart was like a symphony, and there were voices coming from all directions, drowning me.
far more than moved shock.
"You... you stayed for so long."
Qin Lang peeled off the sticky hair on my forehead, kissed it, and pecked at the corner of my slightly wet eye, and finally kissed down the bridge of my nose until it touched my lips, and murmured between his lips and teeth: "Because It served as the best proof that I wasn't wishful thinking."
It is useless to say more, or kissing can convey feelings more.
The sky is getting darker, and the French brother's singing is really beautiful.
Flicking a melody I don't know, it just feels very heartwarming, and it always sounds like a lover's love words when read in French.
"What were you talking about with that Frenchman?" I asked him.
He glanced at me affectionately: "Talking about...my lover. I told him that you are my lover. He told me many, many stories, and also told me to persevere."
"Then can you do it?"
He kissed the back of my hand: "Persistence is something that is difficult and easy to give up, why should I persist? Being with you is like alcoholism, gambling, addiction, if you must use it A verb, that should also be quitting. Of course, I'd like to go on like this."
Finally he pecked me on the lips: "Je t'aime."
This sentence does not need translation, I understand it.
The phone rang, it was a video chat across the ocean, and it was Lan Wan. When I picked it up, Xiaomu's smiling face filled the entire screen.
"Little Daddy..." His face was covered in white foam, his body was naked, and he was giggling with his mobile phone. I saw Lan Wan chasing after him with a big bath towel behind him.
"Don't run around, dry yourself," I told him.
As expected, he stood still, looking like he was lying on the edge of the bathtub, sticking out his tongue: "Grandma's bathing made me so itchy..."
I couldn't help but laugh: "It's the first time your grandma bathes a child in her life, so you have to take care of her."
"Where are you playing, little dad? Are you beautiful?"
I turned the phone in one direction, facing the Eiffel Tower, and there was an exclamation from the speaker: "Wow------"
Then I heard Lan Wan's voice: "Don't play in the bathroom, be careful to drop your phone! Come out and get dressed! Don't play with water... Don't sit on the ground, you will catch cold! Don't... "
Gudong, no sound, no picture.
If my estimate is correct, the phone should have fallen into the water.
Thinking about the picture of that old man over fifty years old now facing an innocent and lovely child with a confused and overwhelmed face, Qin Lang and I were in this exotic Paris with a hearty smile.
So good, so good.
In life, some people have no medicine to cure, and some people recover from serious illness. I consider myself lucky to have found my own medicine after some struggles.
I clasped Qin Lang's hand and clenched my fingers.
I've never felt more down-to-earth, I really want to stay still like this, and it's a happy ending.
The road in life is very long, through today and tomorrow, through rainy days and sunny days, through spring and summer and autumn and winter, but the end of the road in the future, I can always see my family and lover waiting for me in front of me.
There is a poem in Bei Dao saying that drinking in the middle of the night and the cups colliding together are the sounds of broken dreams.
And my dreams when I was young, about family, about love, about those dreams of crossing the world, after years of beating, were the sound of breaking into a butterfly and flapping its wings.
--Lin Xian, do you think I've cured you
--Even if it doesn't heal for the rest of my life, I'm still at ease.
End LC