Shu Xiaoman's house.
Zhao Yuan is on a business trip.
When Chen Yuanxi arrived, Shu Xiaoman had calmed down, but her eye sockets were almost horribly sunken, her dull and rough skin was loose, like a layer of wrinkled bark sticking to her face, and her white hair on her temples was silky. It can be seen that this made Chen Yuanxi secretly frightened.
"Xiaoman, are you sick?" Chen Yuanxi asked.
"Probably, he'll be fine soon." Shu Xiaoman said hoarsely.
"What do you want from me?" Chen Yuanxi asked.
"It's okay... I just want to see you..." Shu Xiaoman said.
Chen Yuanxi shook his head: "Then what?"
Shu Xiaoman frowned. She seemed to have no idea what to do with Chen Yuanxi. Probably, she just wanted to meet him. Chen Yuanxi was speechless for a moment. More than a year ago, Shu Xiaoman's arrogant appearance and resonant words deeply impressed him. Since Zhang Dong left, Mo Qian had already taken care of everything. Even Zheng Kai, he had no intention of meeting him. He was going to start from nowhere and find nowhere to live. He had no intention of coming here again. Perhaps this trip Meeting each other is just another way to disturb both parties.
"Papa Lin" had a child whose immature image gave Chen Yuanxi's thoughts a heavy hammer, knocking them to pieces. A little boy about two years old ran out, excitedly holding a photo in his hand.
"No..." Another little girl ran out staggeringly.
A middle-aged and elderly woman hurriedly ran out, one in each hand, looking very anxious.
Chen Yuanxi couldn't help but pulled the twins and looked at them carefully.
The pair of beautiful eyes of the little boy and the little girl look very much like Shu Xiaoman. Although the eyebrows are not fully grown, judging from the lines, they are undoubtedly Zhao Yuan's sword eyebrows. Two pairs of clear eyes, half-moon-like eyes, stared at him curiously.
The child of Zhao Yuan, the child of Zhao Yuan and Xiaoman.
Endless tenderness suddenly rose in Chen Yuanxi's heart, and a pair of originally sharp eyes gradually melted from the ice and snow of Hanchuan River, whispering in the silent undercurrent of the stream.
The little girl was holding the photos, comparing them, and said babblingly: "Hey... yes..."
Chen Yuanxi suddenly felt the urge to cry. Even such a young child knew who it was.
The little girl must have thought that the boy had guessed correctly, so she reached out to touch the boy's face. The boy suddenly opened her hand with an unhappy look on her face, and the girl burst into tears.
"Mengyuan, don't bully your sister," Shu Xiaoman scolded softly.
"Dad and you..." Zhao Mengyuan said suddenly, and then pinched each other with his two little fingers, as if he didn't know how to express it.
"That's playing games with mom. Didn't you see that mom is always happy?" Shu Xiaoman suddenly said with red eyes.
"Then... play games." Zhao Mengyuan pointed at the little girl with a smile.
Chen Yuanxi's heart tightened slightly, and she pulled Zhao Mengyuan's little finger: "Mengyuan is still a little baby, this is bullying my little sister."
"What is bullying?" Zhao Mengyuan asked.
"If you make your little sister cry, that's bullying." Chen Yuanxi said.
Zhao Mengyuan pursed his lips as if he didn't understand, and muttered: "Dad, you are innocent and bully your mother..."
"Baby, what's your name?" Chen Yuanxi pretended not to hear anything and looked at the little girl with a gentle smile. At that moment, Shu Xiaoman saw the residual light outside the window shining on Chen Yuanxi's face, so warm and dear. And, that familiar feeling made her heart feel warm for a moment and bitterly cold for a while.
"Zhao Mengxi, stinky Mengyuan, is the younger brother." Zhao Mengxi smiled sweetly.
"I'm your brother, three minutes older than you," Zhao Mengyuan said unconvinced.
"I'm taller than you," Zhao Mengxi said, pinching Zhao Mengyuan's face gently, and the brother and sister rolled into a ball on the ground. The nanny hurriedly packed up the paint brushes and paints used by the two brothers and sisters, and carried them inside one after another.
"Why did you let her choose this name..." Chen Yuanxi was a little confused.
"I'll show you and you'll know." Shu Xiaoman said, getting up slowly.
When Chen Yuanxi saw Zhao Yuan's bedroom, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Completely different from the extremely luxurious atmosphere of the living room, Zhao Yuan's bedroom is simple and plain. The color of the bed and the pattern of the sheets are exactly the same as his own small room. That small room was where Zhao Yuan once lived and took care of himself. I must have only lived there for a while as my mother. . .
A pot of cactus kept in the window has become crystal clear and emerald green over the years, making this cold winter inexplicably full of vitality. After Zhao Yuan's father passed away, Chen Yuanxi silently placed it in the window. Zhao Yuan immediately knew who sent it and to whom. The cute husky alarm clock on the bedside was also given to him when he was in college, one for each of them. Press it lightly, and even the ringtone is exactly the same.
"Dad Lin is not as handsome as his father." Zhao Mengyuan didn't know when he changed his mind again.
When he ran out of the small room, Zhao Mengxi's last two small paw prints were already on his face.
"No, dad said dad Lin is the most handsome." Zhao Mengxi took out a single photo of Chen Yuanxi during military training, and she had already drawn two red circles on it.
"Mom Liu, what do you think of the child's photo..." Shu Xiaoman couldn't help but change his expression. Then Liu's mother immediately panicked: "Oh, Manniuer, can you help me?"
"What is handsome?" Chen Yuanxi found it funny.
"Good-looking, just like me." Zhao Mengyuan gestured wildly with his hands, and a touch of red appeared in his small mouth.
"Mom is good-looking too." Chen Yuanxi said to Zhao Mengyuan.
Zhao Mengyuan stood at a loss for a while and said for a long time: "Mom will cry."
Chen Yuanxi understood almost everything. He walked to the mobile room of the two children. Inside, there were either paints for paintings or simulated electronic keyboard keys. Hanging directly above was a painting that Chen Yuanxi had painted when he went to the countryside to teach. Zhao Yuan's profile by the fire.
He forgot nothing.
But it’s time to forget everything.
When returning to the living room, Chen Yuanxi held the two photos together: "Xiao Man, there is no need to hide it from A Yuan now. When he comes back, tell him that I took the photos away."
"No, don't..." Shu Xiaoman suddenly panicked.
The nanny observed what was happening and hurriedly went into the house and locked the door. Then she turned back and said, "Why don't I know how to do this?"
Chen Yuanxi didn't understand what he was saying for a moment. The nanny nervously took the photo from his hand, pointed at her head and said, "I'm so stupid." Then she slowly turned back into the room.
"Xiaoman, like Wanxin, I don't believe in God or Buddha, but I believe in fate. I used to blame you and hate you, but when I saw Mengyuan and Mengxi, if I were you, I would make the same choice. For the sake of these two children, I hope... you can do well," Chen Yuanxi said with a smile.
Shu Xiaoman fell heavily on his seat.
She thought that Chen Yuanxi would come and slap her hard several times. She even imagined that he might kidnap a child. She thought that Chen Yuanxi would wait here for Zhao Yuan to come back and embarrass her on the spot. She didn't expect that what he said was enough to make her regretful.
"Wen Xi, you said I would regret it, you... said I would not be happy... if time could go back..." Shu Xiaoman's tears filled her eyes, and Chen Yuanxi turned slightly. Go face.
"Wen Xi, how did Zhao Yuan come here for so many years? Do you know that he has been collecting that little mouse? After accidentally losing it, I actually saw this man cry. I have never seen Brother Yuan cry before, so For that doll, he really cried, crying like a child. He went to the company to dig out the trash can, he chased the garbage truck to the garbage station, and finally found a statue... He kept that Nokia phone forever for you. I have the number in my hometown, I just hope you can contact him again sometime... He... has never played basketball again for more than six years... He has no audience..." Big, big, big drop. Tears fell down Shu Xiaoman's cheeks.
"I have been with him for more than six years. I have never thought that a man could do this to another person. I have never been so close to such an outstanding man, Wen Xi. I was confused for a moment." Shu Xiaoman pulled Chen Yuanxi holding hands, sobbing and talking.
"That day, he originally asked me to talk. I knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to compensate me, and he didn't want to get married... I knew he was walking around outside and smoking there all the time... I I don’t know what happened to you, but I just want to tell you all my thoughts at that time. I was afraid of two children without a father, Wenxi..."
"Xiaoman, I hope you take good care of your health for the sake of your two children. They are still so young, they look so much like Zhao Yuan, and they look so much like you. Everything will pass." Chen Yuanxi turned around and endured Tears, gently patted Shu Xiaoman's shoulder, seeing that she was as haggard as a dry and desolate lotus leaf in the autumn rain, and gently flicked her forehead.
The gesture of flicking his forehead was the same as before. When the two were playing around in college, Shu Xiaoman suddenly felt that the innocent young man who stood tall in the wind had come back to him across layers of time and space, and he was still the same person he loved as always. The figure that never changes, the person for whom I am willing to sacrifice everything.
"Wen Xi...can you play it again?" Shu Xiaoman asked with tears in his eyes.
Chen Yuanxi smiled lightly, raised his hand gently, tapped Shu Xiaoman's forehead, and then tapped it harder, just like when he beat Shu Xiaoman in playing cards in the past, he would always cheat and play more one time.
Bowl
The two looked at each other and laughed, then cried and hugged each other deeply. There was an extra statue on Shu Xiaoman.
I hope that many years later, we are destined to meet each other, not to resent each other, nor to remain silent after many years, but to say to you properly, "Long time no see, Zhao Yuan."
Shu Xiaoman silently turned on the music player.
"Does that person only exist in dreams? Why do I exert all my strength but only get half a lifetime of memories..."
Shu Xiaoman already understood that this must be the last time the two of them met.