A Heartwarming Decade

When we love heroes,

I must love the beauty behind the hero.

In this world, topics about men are always abundant, ranging from Comrade Dayu, who has never entered the house for three times, to classmate Fang Xiaoru, who has been banned from ten clans; from the selfless murder of his nephew, to the grandson of the Republic. Founding father.

From wild history to official history, from strange to positive, men always have the patience to portray themselves very sadly. Perhaps we can call it a heroic complex, just like women like a full set of SK-Ⅱ beautiful clothes.

This thing is indispensable for being a man.

For example, Lu Liu, Master Lu, who loves eight-liu TV plots very much. Do you think it is so troublesome? Girl Renwen only came out to toss when she set a three-day period, a few days in the morning and a few days later, and the stage was demolished when it was not critical. You said that you can find a few big masters to catch Yanxi, so that the small body can still run, as for not to build another Sindari. The grandfather of the child and the child is dead. Did you provoke you? This is unlucky.

Another example is Yan Xi, who loves the sad Qiong Yao drama very much. Seize the opportunity to show how much you can sacrifice. The bones and the flesh can make people and children play the stinky level of Chinese football. If you are deaf, you will be deaf. If you say suicide, you will dare to hit the car if you catch a car. You said that if you can kill you, it would be fine. At the moment, you are wrapped in a mummy and dangling on a crutches in the hospital. It is clear that the abuse of abuse is not in place, so that the author will not come to the stage.

Sindayi supported him and trembled: "Yanxi, why don't you think so? A Heng should hate me when I look back."

Yan Xi yang yang shook his feet and did not dare to speak-she suddenly didn't want to die at the time of the operation. She bit her tongue too hard and cleft her tongue and palate.

The caregiver licked the popsicle on the side: "Why do you dare? What about you, don't you think about it? The one with a comminuted thigh fracture."

Yanxi turned her face, and behind her there were two girls who had undergone internal Bazi correction surgery. They were all non-mainstream.

Sindayi helped him: "Beauty, hold on, let's take two more steps."

Yanxi spoke word by word: "You didn't tell anyone that I was out of here, did you?"

Sindayi twitched: "I have no face to say that you attempted suicide. They told Si Wan that Aheng had gone, and that you were in a bad mood to travel. However, I guess I can't help Lu Liu."

At that time, 120 Zha Yanxi's phone number was called to Tayi when the last call was made. Tayi felt that he was the only person who knew about Yanxi's car accident.

Yanxi patted Sindayi on the head and continued to practice walking.

It has been nearly three months since Ah Heng left, and it was midsummer.

Yanxi took a pen and wrote: "Where did you get the money?"

Sindayi looked around, very vigilant, and then wrote: "I don't know, there have been tens of millions in the account in the past two days, more than the amount Chen Juan took away."

Yanxi was stunned, looking at the clear Lingling water in the pond, she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't figure it out for a while.

The next day, Lu Liu came.

He saw Yanxi and laughed. This virtue is even more pharaoh than Egyptian pharaoh. He said: "I was really surprised that you would use this method. This makes me very distressed. What should I do with you next?"

Yanxi couldn't speak and was too lazy to speak, and wrote two words: whatever.

Lu Liu looked at him and squatted gently beside him. He held Yanxi's thin white fingers and asked: "Can't we go back to the past? There is no past with Wen Heng. Yanxi, is it really impossible? ?"

Yanxi opened her eyes, her pupils black and bright, innocent and mocking. He wrote a few more words: Have we ever had a past, Lu Liu?

Lu Liu looked at his words, touched it lightly, got up faintly, took out the handkerchief and wiped the ink marks on his hands, then threw it away, slowly: "I will let you remember."

Yanxi also laughed and opened her lips lightly. Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He said, "Lu Liu, are you sure, is your love for me?"

Lu Liu pushed his wheelchair, lowered his head and smiled: "I have no choice. No one fits me better in a world that makes people feel so lonely."

In September, his legs were slightly better. A well-known domestic newspaper wanted to interview DJYan-DJYan who left the showbiz and lives as a normal man.

Yanxi turned down several times and was imprisoned in the apartment by Lu Liu. Where can he go? Later, I felt it was an opportunity and moved my heart.

After talking to Lu Liu, I didn't have any hope, but unexpectedly this person agreed, so he told Dayi in advance where he was dating the reporter.

The reporter is an experienced reporter who has interviewed Yanxi before. The two sides are nodding acquaintances. When he saw Yanxi's face with the sketchbook, he helped his glasses and was surprised: "What happened to you?"

Yanxi has always been known as "beautiful" in the entertainment industry, and it is really difficult to get closer to these two words now.

Yanxi laughed, her voice still hoarse and unpleasant: "I think you can ask something else, I have another appointment in an hour."

Although the reporter was surprised, he nodded and said, "Okay. Your fans really want to know how you are, or why you quit at that time, when the fan club was close to 500,000 people."

Yanxi thought for a while and said: "At the time, I had more things I wanted to accomplish than work."

"Is it more important than half a million fans?"

"Although I'm sorry, but yes. The existence of half a million fans is for DJYan, it is a great honor, but my medal must be reserved for my own woman."

"Do you... have someone you like, Chu Yun?"

"Although everyone has been looking forward to such an ending, Chu Yun and I... Let's put it this way, if I didn't meet her as DJ Yan, maybe I would fall in love with her. We are all loyal to our professional ethics, and I believe she too It's very clear."

"It doesn't seem to be easy to accept. So, this person is not in the showbiz. Can you talk about the woman you like? I have been hearing such rumours recently that you have a very close relationship with the Lu family. It seems to have crossed the line. Is it a guise to say that there is a woman you like?"

"Lu Liu and I have been good friends since we were young. Although I have known that woman for eight years, it has only been eight years. Such a title-the woman I like, is actually not appropriate. I frankly, without her, Maybe Lu Liu and I will live our lives as good brothers. However, she exists, which gives me a headache."

"Eight years, it's a long time. What kind of woman is it? It seems that you are... helpless."

"I spent a long time resisting how to be less intimate with her, but it was obviously difficult to succeed. To a large extent I am a rather selfish and indifferent person, but for her, I have done too many things that make me feel weird. "

"I heard that DJYan was working on an album for a long time before resigning. Your painting skills have always been good, so is this album ready to be published?"

"This album is a personal item, maybe I will take my wife with me in the future and show it to everyone."

"Is it related to that woman?"

"No, it's something abstract, it has nothing to do with her, it has something to do with some moods. Hot, loving, bright, cold, bitter, timid, too bipolar, but I feel it over a continuous period of time. That kid is a staid thing. I am afraid that a dull person will not understand."

"DJ Yan, I hope I can attend your wedding with her one day."

Yanxi smiled and shook his hand: "This is the best blessing."

After a few more polite words with the reporter, the interview was over.

Dayi cat ran out from the other side of the cafe with her waist. As soon as the two embarrassed children took over, Lu Liu walked over with a smile. Behind him was Sun Peng in a white suit with an unruly smile.

Sun Peng looked at Yanxi with dark eyes with a smile, cynical, and squeezed Yanxi's cheek: "Oh, young Yan, why are you so thin?"

Lu Liu shook his head and smiled faintly: "If you see the sky, you won't eat. Next time, I'm going to find someone to give him a nutritional injection." In the second half of the sentence, his tone was threatening.

He turned around and said, "Dayi is here, are you going where you are going? I was also the Sun Peng who just met. It just so happened that we hadn't seen each other for a long time, so it's better to have a meal together."

Sindayi looked at him with a cold face, with a chill: "No, I'm afraid you will poison me!" Then he took out a book and handed it to Yanxi, "You asked me to find it, specializing in light and dark lines. book."

Lu Liu raised his eyebrows and stretched out his white and slender hand: "Why do you remember to read these recently? Didn't you stop reading the basic book when you learned painting from Professor Su of University M a long time ago?"

Yanxi casually passed the book to him.

Lu Liu looked at Yanxi’s expression, the book in his hand was heavy and did not deceive, and he did not turn it over. He smiled and handed it back to him, gently holding his hand, and said, “It’s time for lunch, let’s go. ."

Sun Peng squinted his peach blossom eyes and looked at the gilded book. After reading it for a long time, he withdrew his gaze, looked at Yanxi with a smile, and squeezed Yanxi's left face.

Yanxi took the book and smashed his head: "Sun Peng, are you sick? Anything wrong? I pinched Laozi's face when I saw Lao Tzu. I've suffered from this problem since I was a child.

Sun Peng coughed lightly, turned his head, smiled, nodded, and said, "I am."

Lu Liu glanced at Sun Peng, his eyes deep, unable to see the bottom.

They sat together to eat, Yanxi lazily pounding the steak, without a bite, only sipping two bites of juice from time to time.

Lu Liu talked to Sun Peng: "I heard that you are going to set up a company?"

Sun Peng said, "Yanxi, you just drank a fly."

Yanxi's face turned green: "Ah!"

Sun Peng stuffed a large piece of tender meat through the gap between his open mouth, and smiled, "I lied to you."

Yanxi was angrily, chewed twice, and swallowed.

Sun Peng laughed: "Yanxi, your life is built on the goal of becoming a pig."

Yanxi's voice is hoarse and disdainful: "Who made it?"

He said: "I made it."

Turning around, he answered Lu Liu with a smile and politely: "After a while I will make a lot of money and I will start it all."

Yanxi was brought back to the apartment again. Lu Liu had a board of directors in the afternoon, ordered the bodyguards, and left.

Yanxi took out the book, palms covered with sweat.

This is not a book, or rather, it is just a box whose center has been hollowed out, but it looks like a book. Yanxi saw it at a glance, because there were only six copies of this book left on the market, and all of them were hidden in the library in a dilapidated appearance. It would never be so brand new.

This is Dayi's way of conveying messages to him. Fortunately, Lu Liu is not interested in painting techniques.

Yanxi opened it, and inside it was a letter and a file bag.

He opened the letter.

Yanxi:

Zhan Xinan.

It's been more than four months since I left, I hope everything is fine at home.

The weather in Paris is always good. It is summer, and the flowers are blooming. I heard from the landlord’s wife that it used to be very warm in winter, unlike City B, with heavy snow.

I live in District 12, very close to the institute. The subway is only five stops a day, and it takes 30 minutes to get to the subway station, which is quite troublesome. I have eaten a lot of weight recently. The cheese in Paris tastes strange with bread, but I am used to it and addictive, like this city. It’s good to lose weight if you get fat. Men in the world, except you (because you often don't notice my appearance), most of them don't like Aheng's waist like a bucket.

I bought a trench coat for 35 euros. The landlord’s wife brought me to buy it. The price is acceptable.

When I reported to the institute, in addition to three hundred euros for living expenses and a set of white work clothes, there was also a Bible. The landlord’s son, eight-year-old Yisu, said to me, this is the word of God, you have to read it.

Such a small child, wearing a big coat changed from his father's clothes, dragged on the ground, and he told me that he wanted to be Sherlock Holmes. I folded a pipe for him with paper, and he held it on his mouth all day, asking if I wanted to be Watson.

I think this is very good, and it will also be a profession in the future.

If one day, you can't find me in City B, I'm not worried about your phrase "Never come back", but I've probably already become the Watson of Holmes and won't go back.

Maybe you will come home occasionally. Since you idled the courtyard, I was bored in my spare time. I planted a garden full of sunflowers. Although I dare not say that I take care of it every day, but when I return home, the first thing is to look at it. Now, for three full years, the flowering period is approaching.

I don't know if you still remember Chu Yun, the first woman to be so close after you grew up. She once said that her favorite person is a man like a sunflower. This is very relevant to you.

sunflower. Golden, when you smile, there is a beautiful light flowing in your eyes, always facing the sun.

And I always love sunflowers.

There are tens of thousands of people in the world, alas, everyone has quirks, and it is not as good as one, but it is not surprising that we see more.

Yanxi, I think I finally found a place where I can call your name aloud, but no one looks at me.

They do not understand Chinese, nor do they understand what these two words mean to me.

I look forward to you, but I don't know how you are. Since you know Wen Heng, there has never been one minute and one second to me. You only believe in yourself, so you would rather rely on your own strength to save Dayi. But you don't know, that day, just before you called, Chen Juan called me to stabilize you. He said that he was willing to deal with Lu Liu. I don't know if your trouble is fulfilling Lu Liu's wish or your wish.

I know that you only said this for fear that I would be hurt by Lu Liu, but since I have said that I only forgive once, I will never regret it. Besides, if you dared to hit the truck and do not care about life or death, if I was really with you, with your courage, wouldn't Wen Heng have more chances to be a survivor?

Furthermore, I said I would like to raise a disabled man, even if you have disabled legs, crawl to see me, I will raise you. But, with your step-by-step character, dare you believe it?

I look forward to your hello. I miss you for many years indecisive, and I still don't stop entangled with Lu Liu, maybe I have a good mind for a hundred years. Wen Heng has no intention to stop him. I hope you can sit with Lu Liu in a room with a fireplace, with white hair, reading your favorite poems, watching your paintings, with affectionate pulses, until you die.

Grandpa gave me something the day before I went abroad. It was evidence from the Lu family that he had for many years, and he had concealed it so far, in case the fish died. I begged for a long time, begged for a future for us, but you never believed me every minute. Now that it is no longer needed, let Dayi give it all away, hoping that although you are dear to Lu Liu, you will not be hindered.

I know you, and I only hope that lovers in the world will eventually become relatives, but now, they are in peace and peace.

Don't read it.

Wen Heng

Book of September 2006