Tomorrow, when it's time to go abroad, all visas, luggage, tickets, and schools have been contacted. Chen Yuanxi has to admire Chen Tianjiao's network of connections. It was originally arranged for Chen Wanxin to go abroad, but Chen Wanxin gave up on her own initiative and wanted to continue studying at Kio University while slowly taking over the family business. Chen Tianjiao arranged everything in such a short time.
"Dad, I will go abroad tomorrow. On the last day, I want to walk around my hometown again. After all, I don't know when I will come back." Chen Yuanxi raised this idea to Chen Tianjiao for the first time.
Chen Tianjiao closed his eyes and said nothing.
Chen Yuanxi lowered his head slightly and said with a smile: "Although my adoptive father lived with me in my former home, after all, there are many traces left by my mother..." Her tone suddenly choked up.
Chen Tianjiao was silent for a moment, nodded, and touched Chen Yuanxi's head: "I have been sending people to find your mother, and I will definitely help you find her."
"Send a few more people to protect me. I'm rumored to be the adopted son of Lin Ziwei, an unfilial man from ancient times to modern times. Who knows if there will be a hot-blooded young man who throws bricks at me." Chen Yuanxi said with a smile.
Chen Tianjiao nodded in agreement.
Chen Yuanxi walked slowly, far away from Chen's house. She turned around and said with a smile: "Dafa, your girlfriend's hair salon has been harassed by people recently. I'm worried about her safety for you. If you have nothing to do today, just take a day off. You , Brother Fu, I asked someone to send some conditioning products to your mother's place. They are imported. She should be in better health. Let's go and visit. Brother Lu, you know better than a bachelor like me what holiday today is. If you don't go, , my wife will really be unhappy."
The three bodyguards immediately felt warm in their hearts, but Chen Tianjiao personally gave the order, so how could they leave their posts without authorization.
"I make the decision on this matter, and my father will not object, so don't worry. I will contact you when I go back. I'll meet you here at eight o'clock in the evening." Chen Yuanxi smiled brightly.
The three bodyguards had never seen the young master's smiling face before. On the one hand, they felt like a god descended from the earth, and on the other hand, they felt flattered, but they were still a little hesitant.
Chen Yuanxi frowned slightly, her face immediately darkened, and said, "I'll only give you five seconds to think about it. If you don't get out, I'll go back to the house right away. You can continue to bask in the sun outside."
The three people disappeared without a trace in front of Chen Yuanxi.
"The young master has always been very kind to his brothers." One of them sighed in admiration. The other two people thought of the good things today and nodded in agreement.
Chen Yuanxi stretched slightly in front of the sun on the street, and gently brushed off the dust on his sleeves. This suit was bought by Deng Yifei, and he was forced to put it on by Chen Tianjiao. The clothes are of great value and are custom-made with a lot of thought. In the past, when Lin Wenxi was Lin Wenxi, she never dared to imagine that she could wear such quality casual clothes.
The girls passing by all paid attention to him. In such a street, Chen Yuanxi looked really eye-catching. With a slender figure, a fair and somewhat heroic face, a pair of noble clothes, brand-name sneakers, and a shining golden watch, such a rich disciple and handsome face are the images that can only appear in movies and TV series in the hearts of all young girls. ah.
Chen Yuanxi walked slowly through a sea of roses on a long street, without a trace of fragrance and jade dew on her body.
It's still such a familiar road, walking to the end, leading to the home that you can never go back to.
Zhao Yuan, who was wearing plain clothes at the door, was lying on his back on a stool. It was unclear whether he was asleep or not. Surrounding him were quilts and sheets from his former home, as well as many clothes that he could no longer take away.
My father's, my mother's, my own.
Zhao Yuan seemed to be lying in a fragmented but delicious memory.
Chen Yuanxi's nose suddenly turned sour.
"You waited for him." He was still the old man who used crutches to guide Zhao Yuan, walking beside Zhao Yuan: "Every day from sunrise to moonset, young man, you are more diligent than I was in chasing my wife."
Zhao Yuan came back to his senses, trembled, stood up and looked at the person in front of him.
"Wen Xi... The forest bureau has taken care of you for nineteen years after all." The old man shook his head, looked Chen Yuanxi up and down, frowned, took off his reading glasses, flicked them lightly, put them on again, and then again He looked at Chen Yuanxi and said, "I don't know you. Old man, I'll go down below and talk to the Forest Bureau about you later."
"Sir, please..." Zhao Yuan said sincerely.
The old man sighed and passed away. Chen Yuanxi stood there, looking at Zhao Yuan indifferently.
From Huang Biya's mouth, Zhao Yuan roughly heard that Chen Yuanxi and Lin Ziwei had a falling out, and that Chen Yuanxi refused to even attend the funeral. He also heard the news that almost suffocated him. Chen Yuanxi was actually Chen Tianjiao's biological son. Enter the Chen family. Zhao Yuan no longer cared about Huang Biya's chattering about Huang Xiya, and everything between Chen Tianjiao and Lin Ziwei. He only felt that he and Chen Yuanxi seemed to be drifting apart, and were almost reaching their respective destinations. Both ends of the earth.
It's ridiculous, Chen Wanxin is the daughter of the real murderer Chen Tianjiao, and he has been pretending to be with her for so long. And Wenxi is that man’s biological son
Zhao Yuan found it unbelievable that Wenxi hated everything about the Chen family so much. The blood he shed might belong to the Chen family, but his body, hair, skin, and everything else belonged to Uncle Lin and Aunt Huang.
Zhao Yuan waited here for half a month.
Their eyes met, the courtyard was extremely quiet, the sunlight turned into moonlight, the day turned into night, the sky was filled with stars, and the world was so silent that only the two of them were there.
Zhao Yuan looked at the man in front of him with his mouth open, as if he had a thousand words to say, and his eyes were wet with tears.
The man in front of him had a different demeanor and clothing than before. He seemed to have matured for ten years in more than two months of missed time. His eyes are no longer clear, but sparkling with an unknown look. His temperament is no longer pure, but has the rationality and calmness of an adult man. His face is no longer that blank sheet of paper, it seems to be The brass, tempered by the fire of time, exudes the light of maturity.
However, no matter how good the clothes are, they can't cover up his already thin cheeks, and no matter how good the skin care products are, they can't erase the casual haggardness and fatigue on his face, even though he still looks inexplicably stubborn.
"I also know that you will not be idle." Chen Yuanxi smiled lightly.
Zhao Yuan suddenly hugged Chen Yuanxi into his arms, and tears filled Chen Yuanxi's eyes again. Hadn't it been clear a long time ago that this man would become my lifelong weakness, hadn't it been clear a long time ago that I would also become his most fatal danger. Why can't I control myself as soon as I see him? . . I only crave the warmth of this embrace for a moment. . .
"Wenxi" Zhao Yuan murmured softly.
It was like a thunderous strike, waking up the dreamer with just one word.
"My name is Chen Yuanxi. Lin Wenxi has been dead for a long time. He was beaten to death by his mother." Chen Yuanxi said coldly, trying to struggle away.
"Wenxi is Wenxi. There is only one Wenxi in the world. No matter what happens, he will always talk to me about Wenxi." Zhao Yuan hugged Chen Yuanxi tightly and refused to let go.
"I came here just to get something and give it back to you." Chen Yuanxi said and walked in. The windows are bright and clean, even better than before. The TV, tables, chairs, and coffee table were all left intact. Even the fan that had been used for six or seven years had been carefully cleaned and wiped, making it look brand new. At the main entrance, there was a portrait of Comrade Mao, looking at Chen Yuanxi peacefully, as if Remind Lin Ziwei of everything. There are still people living here as before, and my father, who is reading a book with a serious face, still seems to be sitting in the big chair on the left.
In the picture, the mother seems to be writing her own work at the desk, while Uncle Hongxuan seems to be looking at him softly but firmly.
How embarrassing it is to be separated for two months. Things are different and people are different.
Douda's tears fell to the ground.
Even if your wish comes true in the future, everything will never be the same again.
After saying goodbye to the hotel, the only thing I brought back was the pair of statues, which were currently in my luggage that I had no time to pack.
Chen Yuanxi took the statue, put it in his pocket, and walked slowly around the room. Own bedroom, guest room, parents' bedroom, dining room kitchen, back hallway.
The two walked out in silence and walked to the only hill in Yangzi County. There was a Foyin Temple on the mountain. Chen Yuanxi never believed in gods and Buddhas, but suddenly he wanted to go up and do a divination.
In Foyin Temple, the temples are solemn, perhaps because there is a famous Taoist mountain on the edge of Yangzi County. This area is contaminated with the fireworks of Buddhism and Taoism. In Foyin Temple, the Bodhisattvas are all solemn and lifelike.
Ask for hexagrams.
The master was very confused and asked Chen Yuanxi: "Why are you all seeking marriage, why not a future?"
Zhao Yuan said: "Perhaps marriage will lead to a bright future."
Chen Yuanxi said calmly: "All living beings have the Buddha-nature of the Tathagata, but they fail to achieve it due to delusion and persistence. There is a Buddha in the heart and there are Buddhas everywhere. Therefore, when it comes to the future, it is better to seek others than to seek oneself."
The master was very happy: "It is rare that the donor can understand the Buddhist scriptures at a young age. In this case, there is no need to ask for marriage. It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself."
Chen Yuanxi shook his head helplessly: "My marriage was not destined by God, but was made possible by human effort. As the saying goes, I have done everything I can to do my best, but I must not go against the destiny."
Zhao Yuan widened his eyes and opened his mouth, scanning Chen Yuanxi up and down, seeing Lin Wenxi in his eyes.
The master twisted the beads and smiled: "Please ask the donor to throw peach wood to divine fortune."
Throwing two petals of peach wood on the ground, one positive and one negative, the master shook his head: "The little donor is slightly confused. It's because he is dishonest. Could it be that he has no confidence in this marriage?"
Chen Yuanxi was slightly startled. How could he and Zhao Yuan be favored by God? Can they be favored by God? After calming down his mind, Chen Yuanxi silently closed his eyes and threw it towards the ground again, with his eyes facing each other, his sincerity revealed. Then you need to throw the peach wood three times in a row.
According to his own rules, the master selected a sealed note from the third row and second column of the pile of signatures and asked Chen Yuanxi to open it.
Chen Yuanxi opened it and saw on it: "Wuyinhua."
He was stunned.
The master shook his head slightly: "If people who are destined to have no destiny in life after life meet in fate, they are like flowers planted without causes in the past life. They can get a moment of happiness in the future life, but they cannot cultivate three thousand peaches and plums. It is a fate of fate."
Chen Yuanxi looked at the master solemnly and asked: "What is the destiny of calamity?"
Master sighed and said: "Every fate in this world is predetermined, but among the billions of fates, there are three thousand people who cannot get what they want. They are persistent and have delusional thoughts that hijack the fate of others, which is a calamity. If When people who are not meant to be together come together, not only will they break up the original pair of people who were meant to be, but they will also end up with each other and become entangled in love."
Chen Yuanxi looked at the master blankly and thought to himself, I, Zhao Yuan, Chen Wanxin
"Perhaps, man can conquer heaven." Master clasped his hands together, narrowed his eyes slightly, and refused to speak again.
"You have never believed in Buddhism. Why did you come to ask this Lao Shizi today for his fate? Even if it is a disaster, I won't pay it back." Zhao Yuan pulled Chen Yuanxi out, not forgetting to put a lot of money in the merit box.
"The fate of this world is gone, and love is entangled." Chen Yuanxi muttered these words silently.
"I believe you have a lot to say to me, and I also have a lot to say to you. Let's find a quiet place to talk and don't be as silent as when we went up the mountain, okay" Zhao Yuan and Chen Yuanxi discussed.
"You do one thing for me." Chen Yuanxi said.
"you say."
"Playing house." Chen Yuanxi pointed to a puddle. It rained yesterday and is sunny today. The mountain road is covered with puddles of all sizes.
"How can we do this?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"It's like when we were kids," Chen Yuanxi said.
Zhao Yuan found a puddle in the mountains and dug out a lot of mud. Chen Yuanxi watched blankly as he soon covered himself with mud, and then watched him conjuring up two pieces of mud, and then shaped the two lumps of mud into one person, eight in total, and then squeezed them again A square box, time jumped in the mud, and suddenly turned around, arriving more than ten years ago. Eight people are carrying the box, which is an eight-person sedan. The thin figure in the sedan is me, Chen Yuanxi, and the sturdy man with a tiger head and a tiger head walking in front of the sedan is him, Zhao Yuan. There are two homes, one is his and the other is mine. The sedan is coming out of my house.
"There is a big girl living in a small village. The girl has beautiful eyes and black and shiny braids." Chen Yuanxi sang more than ten years ago at that time.
"Brother makes a sedan chair, and eight bearers carry it. It's not that girls are important, but my brother is thoughtful." Zhao Yuan sang at that time.
"The sedan leaves from my house and is going to your house. The girl opened the sedan window and peeked over your shoulder."
"The sedan leaves from your house and goes to my house. My brother is broad-minded, but the girl is flustered."
Just like Chen Yuanxi and Zhao Yuan are singing softly now.
"The girl smiled shyly and asked the magpie if I care about you."
"Brother is grinning. You don't need to ask the magpie, I'm already in my bridal chamber."
Zhao Yuan said, suddenly carrying Chen Yuanxi on his back.
The light of the pot is flowing, the sun and moon are passing through the sky, everything that happened more than ten years ago is clearly visible in my mind.
A blanket of mist and rain on the street, a breeze of sunset, the sunshine that day was warm, the drizzle that day was like silk,
The older boy carried the younger boy on his back and rushed excitedly along the field path, shouting loudly: "I want to marry you when I grow up."
"Do you still remember?" Chen Yuanxi leaned behind Zhao Yuan and asked.
"I remember, I want to marry you." Zhao Yuan put down Lin Wenxi and hugged him.
"Do you remember your father's last words? Do you remember what you said in front of his grave?" Chen Yuanxi asked again.
"You...still remember it." Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel a little sore in his heart.
"Do you still want to marry me?" Chen Yuanxi looked at Zhao Yuan indifferently.
"I..."
Chen Yuanxi gently covered his mouth: "Yuan, fairy tales are all lies." After saying that, he threw the statue in his hand far away, turned around and ran away.
Zhao Yuan, you can't forget the past, and I can't erase the new hatred. Sooner or later, disputes will arise again. For the rest of your life, let me end everything. May you be well in this life.
Zhao Yuan did not grab Chen Yuanxi, but he was worried about the statue again. Without paying attention, Chen Yuanxi had already run far away.
He stood on the slope with a sense of loss.
"We are husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love." Zhao Yuan muttered silently: "Obviously, you said it..."