Chapter 120

【1】

as soon as yansongpu knelt down in front of her uncle, her little uncle knocked at the wooden fish without lifting his eyelids.

"Buddha, help me." The girl grabbed the grey robe, snivel and tears.

"What is it, benefactor?" The white and beautiful Buddha's voice is gentle, but his tone is not sincere. He gently draws back his robe.

"Buddha, I like two boys. I don't know who I should choose."

"Benefactor..."

brother brother make complaints about make complaints about the "Buddha's work". "

," Buddha, this is the case. A is my school's chief, and he has worked as a priest for a part-time job. So I often confess him to him. I'm two of my favorite brothers. Because of them, I bear the pressure, sugar coated bullet and good performance that I should not have been able to bear in my schoolgirls. I don't know my good manners because I have two good ones. My brother is still my own charm. "

"Benefactor, in my opinion, your popularity comes from your second brother. After all, he looks better. Your brother, to tell you the truth, it's really ugly. It's carved in the same mold as your father. It's really good Ugly. "

"Buddha, this is not the point. The point is that senior a is always patient and gentle to comfort me, so I gradually fall in love with him. Then, on the day I was ready to confess, I met alumni B. he ate a bowl of Malatang in front of me in silence. Yes, I was eating Malatang. The Malatang restaurant was very delicious, but I had a nose and a mouthful of oil. He was full of grace and full of moonlight. He is I've seen the best looking boy who eats spicy hot. Then, I fell in love with B Now, I like both senior a and alumni B. so, Buddha, what should I do

Buddha gently stroked his niece's white face, which was really young and lovely. He asked her: "according to my monk's view, things should be simple and easy, and the heart should be light and light. What is too difficult is not the most correct. So, the question is, a and B, who likes the benefactor? "

The little girl was holding a monk's robe and wiping her nose, just like her childhood appearance. She told the Buddha in front of her and seriously replied, "in fact, maybe, in fact, they don't like me. So, Buddha, what should I do? "

Buddha didn't say a word for a long time. He closed his eyes and slowly opened his eyes for a long time. He said gently, "if you don't like you, my uncle will help you curse them to become toads in the next life, and let them all roll away. They are stupid."

【2】

Yan Song asked the Buddha and went back to school in distress. Her alma mater is also her mother's alma mater, but her mother's name is still engraved in the history of school, and her name is just a name. Yan Song's appearance and personality are very similar to her mother's, but her academic achievements are not as good as her mother's.

The Department of philosophy has been a wonderful work since ancient times. It is said that three and a half people in the history of University Z have gone mad. Three and a half of them have studied philosophy, and half of them have come from the law school, a good neighbor of the school of philosophy. The so-called environment affects personality.

The students of philosophy college all agree that Yan Song has a confused face. Muddleheaded is a more polite word. In fact, it is a face that is always in a muddle.

For example, "Yan Song, do you like Nietzsche or Rousseau or Hegel or Voltaire or Aristotle, Nietzsche is too crazy, Rousseau is too ideal, Voltaire's private morality is not good, Hegel thinks that being pursued is too high, Aristotle was born in the wrong era, do you think

Yan Song: muddled.

Another example is like this: "this era is praised as the era of freedom. Ideals are very free, love is very free, clothing, food, housing and transportation have a lot of quality space to choose from, but in the end, the ideal can not be realized, love is still in line with money and power, clothing, food, housing and transportation are available, but all choices are still limited in ability. And human ability is related to innate heredity, so from this point of view, is freedom always empty talk? Although the promotion of equality and justice has a realizable soil, but because of the poor seed can only become a fashionable concept, then what is the significance of our advance? The progress of thought is far from saving mankind. What do you think of it

Yan Song: muddled.

Another example is: "Yan Song, yesterday I discussed with my parents. Although your mother is an academician and your father is a legend, your two brothers are very excellent. Although your family background is prominent, although you are barely beautiful, we still agree that you are a bit stupid, and you are not smart enough to get along with others. Obviously, you are not well matched with me Therefore, I unilaterally inform you that I have decided not to secretly love you. Please do not disturb me in the future. "

Yan Song: muddled.

Of course, the most common is: "Yan Song, what do you like to eat, wear, watch, watch, listen to songs, what, your brother has a girlfriend? Oh, it doesn't matter. Then what do you like to eat, wear, watch, watch, listen to songs?"

Yan Song said: "it is

In view of the endless emergence of such figures, Yansong often went to an elder who claimed to have been baptized in the seminary. The elder was gentle as gentle as the wind and beautiful as the pine and willow. He could understand what she said, and he could pick up whatever she said. Every comfort was like a firm iron, which made people extremely obedient.But it's not good.

The student's surname is Gu.

Her father said that when he met Gu at school, he would run away, stupid.

Why, dad?

Because our family and Gu family have a feud.

Although Gu Xuechang's eyes are bright, his lips are red and his teeth are white. Looking at her expression seems to encourage her to confess, but Her father couldn't listen to her father's words, so she hesitated whether to confess or not, and how to do so until one day, while listening to the song, she went down the stairs and fell into Gu Xuechang's arm. Her eyes were opposite, and her feelings were like wine and tea. The little girl felt that the time had come. For Romeo, even Juliet.

She stayed up for three nights and wrote a love letter. The love letter said: "no one has ever seriously said that you are a lovely girl who can shine, but you have said it; no one has ever talked to me seriously, just because Yansong is Yansong, not because of anything else, but you have done it; no one has ever told me seriously, Yansong, spring is coming, the wind is fresh and not sticky, the sparrows are gray but chubby, and the grass turns green The flowers are budding, and there is a peaceful smile on everyone's faces. It's good that we're going to work hard and even more to the inside of life, isn't it?

"I made a proof question to prove whether I can like you or not. The answer is as follows:

" I can like you, or I can't like you.

"So, yes or no, I like you."

Yansong confessed that she wrote a touching love letter, and the script was serious. She was going to cram Gu Xuechang's desk in the evening when no one was around. However, a hot meal changed the scene.

On the way to the classroom, Yan Song had a spicy hot meal. One foot broken roadside table, two people sitting opposite. People across the street also ate a bowl of spicy hot, but this is a simple one. Compared with Yan Song's bowl full of grains filled with beef balls, fish balls and fish bean curd noodles, there are only vegetables and radish in that bowl.

But Yan Song thinks the spicy hot food on the opposite side is more delicious. At least, the appearance of being eaten by the man makes people feel that it is very, very yummy.

Yan Song was worried by a bowl of spicy hot, and the love letter she held was handed to the opposite person unconsciously.

When she came back to her senses, the young man who was beautiful like a mountain and beautiful as brocade and bright as sun, had seriously stretched out a white and powerful hand. He said, "I promise to associate with you and praise my classmates."

When she comes back to her senses, she has a boyfriend.

Eulogy and eulogy were overturned in the dust by a shock like "Grass Mud Horse" mood.

Gu Yi continued to speak with leisure and ridicule: "I'm going to get your confession, and then I'll severely refuse you and humiliate you. By the way, I'll tell my superior father that the love he wants and the love that his soul and dream are linked together, but that's all. I'm ready. I'm so excited to wait for your letter of confession. The joy of approaching arrival torments my heart. I watched you make up your mind and leave. That day, I waited for you all night. I thought you'd come with a love letter the next second, but you didn't. I thought you would tell me shyly, you like me, you don't. In fact, it wasn't just that night. Every day after that, I didn't wait for you. You never came to me again, and you never told me again. Everyone knows that you like song Yan. I know that you are your mother's daughter after all. You have inherited the same ambivalence as her

Yan Song was ashamed to hear that. Everyone knew that the boy was song Yan, but she thought she was hiding it very well. But at last, the girl's face was white. She clenched her fist, and instantly hit Gu Yi's face. She roared: "if you say me, I'll bear it. What do you say my mother did? My mother called you? Your father abandoned my mother for your mother's sake. My mother didn't say anything. Why do you have so much nonsense in your family? Try my mother again. I can't kill you, you rotten egg

Finally, this time, she was not forced, it was the turn of others.

Yan Song reported to her father in the evening that she had hit the son who cared for her family. Yanxi said that her father sent you to the battlefield, not enough to send two more bombs.

as like as two peas, a book and a TV watching, he turned his eyes white, his expression was exactly the same, a dazzling beauty, a gentle water.

Yan song calls song Yan, who has a mobile phone in his neck and a pen in his hand. He put down his pen, listened patiently for a moment, and said softly, "song, it doesn't matter."

"What?"

"I say his words don't matter. You're angry about it, mostly because you're still in love with him. "

She tried to explain her position with firm words, but song Yan didn't seem interested. She just said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little busy here. I'll hang up first and call later."

The stupid girl put down the microphone and dropped her head in silence. She doesn't know how to express her feelings, but song Yan, who has always been as gentle and rational as her mother, does not seem to care about her clumsy affection. Let alone that she does not care about Gu Xuechang at all, that is, she does. Obviously, this kind of care has not become the trouble of song Yan.He didn't worry about her.

But she did.

She has a lot of troubles, each of which has something to do with "Song Yan".

She knew what it felt like when her mother said she liked it. She understood the need from the bottom of her heart, not because she couldn't finish it on her own, but when she was with him, everything became a memory that she could remember.

Song Yan is like a marker. Where he is, every page of her life is marked with colors, which is conspicuous and clear.

Yansong finally realizes that when she calls song delay, he has already turned off the phone.

She waited for the weekend to see him again, but his name never appeared with the ringing of the mobile phone. The girl is haunted by dreams, but the result shows that the past is just a dream.

When he reappeared, it was a national newspaper headline a month later: "Z song Yan fought the crazy army, Chinese genius finally defeated American robot."

Song Yan's team has won the United States authoritative robot corps, and all parties have advantages in crushing performance. When he stood on the stage and raised the trophy to address the speech, Yan Song laughed. She was proud of him, and knew that the secret pride of love would soon be gone. At that time, he and she were not grown up, looking at the youth as young as before, and now he and she are just like big trees and mays. He was so bright that he couldn't throw himself into her arms.

After Yan Song laughed, he began to shed tears. After a day or two, he wanted to understand what he had learned, and got up to read. After reading it for a day or two, he was stunned and choked. Aheng called her daughter and listened to her cry once. She loved her very much. She felt a sense in her heart and cried with her sadly. Yan Song saw that her mother who had never cried cried cried. She was helpless. Instead, she stopped her tears and promised aheng to be a happy and optimistic child forever.

After all, lovelorn is just a small matter.

After that, song Yan also made a phone call, both ends of the phone were silent. In the end, the two men began to talk at the same time. Song Yan said, you always talk a lot, you speak first.

And he said, I have spoken for you, ayen. Dear Ayan, let's break up.

Song Yan was silent for a long time. The girl bit her hand with her mouth. Her nose and tears were all on the back of her hand. She cried into a fool.

Song Yan did not immediately agree. Although he was silent, he was a gentle man. He said, in a few days, if you change your mind, call me.

【5】 It can be imagined that Yan Song was also brought up by the proud little princess. How could she call him like this. If you are despised by the people you like, I'm afraid this frustration will be branded for a lifetime.

Like other girls, she studied hard and was recommended to graduate school. She changed her major, studied psychology and graduated with a master's degree in psychology. She was in a hurry to catch up with the decline of her certificate. After that, she returned to the public hospital of B city to apply for a successful job. She settled down and became a psychological consultant. My mother and father retired early in the morning, but since he was young, he has always been legendary, bright, affectionate, deeply attached to the world, and he has been loved by the world's family members. Now, all the brothers have loved her, and they have been happy with her. Looking at all this, we can see that all these are the most beautiful scenes of wealth in the world.

Yan Song gradually began dating. She was cheerful and had many good boys. Her parents chose a good boy who was as ordinary and cheerful as her. During her engagement period, she chose a wedding dress, a ring and then a wedding celebration. She was very busy for a happy life, but suddenly one day, she fainted at the crossroads, and her rapid pace suddenly stopped.

At that time, it had been seven years since I was young.

Read the newspaper minus the science and technology section, read the news and skip Z big news. She finally forgot that day. But, finally back to that day.

When she woke up, she was surrounded by a group of people. The kind-hearted aunt was fanning her with newspapers. She said, "girl, you're suffering from heatstroke. Try to see if you can stand up.".

The girl was staring at the words in the newspaper.

A well-known American reporter interviewed song Yan, a mechanical genius, and asked him how long his marriage date was with American model Durie.

Song Yan gave a gentle smile in the interview. Well known reporters described that the handsome and beautiful oriental man had stars in his eyes. He had never had an affair with others. Maybe he really met with true love this time.

Yan Song, like a newborn child, grabs the newspaper subconsciously when she sees a moving object. She stands up and says that I'm fine. I'm sorry to see the despair reappear when she starts to walk. She hates that she thought she could laugh away everything. However, the sense of gap that can't match him has never disappeared. Yan Song hates herself. She knows that her ability is limited compared with her parents. She knows that she and song Yan are separated from each other in the universe. She even understands that this mismatch is not only due to her lack of being able to stand with him in glory, but also that he does not love her.

At least, when he saw her, there were stars in his eyes.

When she was young, she was fond of confessing, and always felt that she was in a lot of trouble. However, when she really had a heart that could not be confessed, those things that could be confessed were nothing but a girl's mind, and the things that could not be confessed were the hidden sufferings of her life.

That bitter, called deep love, into the dead of Acacia.

Yan song came home, inexplicably, he was ill. She had a lot of dreams. Every dream was on the Bank of the blue river. Small robots walked awkwardly in the paddy field. Every robot came to her and handed her a note. The note said, "I love you.".I love you.

The girl who thinks she has been lovesickness wakes up from the illusion and looks at the reality. She only feels that her heart is very bleak. After taking a few mouthfuls of Chinese medicine and Western medicine, she falls asleep again.

A few days later, he was sent to the hospital. It was not a case of Acacia, but a complex disease more difficult to solve than Acacia. A Heng frowned for a long time, and academician Wen, who had not been plagued by the disease, sighed.

That disease not only makes her muscle atrophy, standing instability, but also makes her flower like age, but also like a skeleton, no longer beautiful. She put on the white clothes again for her daughter, and returned to the graduate school when her temples were gray. On the other hand, Xi ran around the world, only to find a prosperous medical skills, cure the little girl.

Yan Song's fiance is just an ordinary person. Ordinary people can only make the icing on the cake, but they can't go through the ups and downs. Naturally, they are anxious to get married.

Yan Song had a good spirit for a while. She sat up trembling to trace her eyebrows and eyes. She was like an old woman, and could not move easily. She was not very good-looking. However, she put on lipstick and sat upright. She asked Yanxi, "Dad, am I good-looking?"

Yan Xi then laughed, stroked her daughter's head and looked at her with clear, warm and loving eyes. He said, "good-looking, as good-looking as your mother."

Yan Song took a breath and said, "I'll be relieved. It's very nice that mom is so good-looking, and I'm as good-looking as she is. "

Yanqi and Yanjing took turns to guard the window of Yansong. They treated her as if she were a child. They read interesting books for her and told her the name of the new flowers outside the window.

Yan Song suddenly had a sunshine mirror. He saw that his hair was gray and his illness was pressing down. He could not bear it. He sat by the bed and gently leaned over his father's ear and said, "Dad, stupid is hard. Let's put Benben away."

Yan Xi didn't shed a drop of tears since her daughter was ill. At the moment, she was dissuaded and couldn't hold it down. She walked out of the ward and sat at the door, crying.

Since her daughter was ill, ah Heng has been staying in the Research Institute. She only visits her daughter regularly in the evening. Today he comes in a hurry and sees her husband sitting at the door swallowing tears, frowning and holding him in tears. He whispers, "it's OK. Yan Xi, I'm here. I'm stupid. It's OK."

As if nothing happened, she fed her daughter to eat, talked and laughed with her daughter gently, and wore a beautiful braid to her. When she left, she turned her back to her, and her voice was firm: "you are the most troublesome child among the three of your brothers. When I was born, I was in pain for a whole 24 hours. This debt was not compared by my mother, but I cared about it When you were young, you were picky about food and only drank breast milk. As the saying goes, a drop of breast milk and a drop of blood, I want you to pay the debt. When you were a little fat man, I spoiled you and spoiled you when you couldn't walk. When you asked me if I was tired or not, I said that I was not tired. You asked me whether I wanted to repay me, and I said no to my mother. Those are all lies in you, the mother also can be tired, the mother wants you to repay. You owe me back everything you owe me. Don't think about the next life. I'm not me, you're not you. It's empty talk. "

Yan Song choked in his throat: "but, mom, I don't know how many days I can be your daughter."

Ah Heng's eyes were red. He took a deep breath and said gently, "give me another month, just one month, and boil another month."

Yan Song put his face between his knees, and as soon as he lowered his head, his tears fell. She said, yes, mom.

No matter how painful it is?

Yeah, mom.

【6】

Yan Song, as a mouse, was sent to her mother's Research Institute. Ah Heng said, "this is a dying person. If you have a strange disease, you can hardly see one case in ten thousand people. If you can cure it, I will kowtow to you for her. If you can't cure it, I will carry her home."

The doctors in the research institute have never heard academician Wen say such sincere words, and it seems that there is no way out, only determination.

Yansong survived a month later, and her mother found the root of the disease and cured her. The disease is said to come from heredity, a Heng thought a little, then knew that the disease came from her husband who had been seriously ill for a while. The reason why a daughter's disease is more difficult to cure than her husband is that she has a heart to abandon her life.

Ah Heng slapped her daughter hard, and she said, "no matter who you are, it's your fault to be so afraid and treat yourself harshly. Your father and I have been looking forward to a daughter for more than ten years. Your father is heartbroken when you cough. His nature yearns for freedom. The first thing he does is to buy clothes and toys for you. He is also willing to be bound by you. Later, I heard that the root of the disease came from him. He sat on the sofa for a long time without talking. He was not always a crying person, but brought it to you for himself I cried all over again and my hair was half white. You are young, only when a obsession is the end of the world, but also less courage, to be a coward, to practice their own, but also to practice my father and I. When we were young, our husband and wife depended on each other for their lives. Even if we were two people with one heart and one life, it would be no harm to practice as you like. But why do you despise life so much when you are so young? "

Yan Song hugged ah Heng and cried, "Mom, I was wrong."

Ah Heng said, "you don't have to go home now. Your father and I don't want to see you again. Anyway, the sky is long and the earth is far away. You may as well see what the world looks like

Yansong left home, saw the snow on the Alps and read the ancient books of the British Museum. Standing on a European seaport, she looked at the sea water flowing day and night. She also sat on the Shinkansen in Japan to listen to the falling cherry blossoms in April. She met many ordinary friends. Finally, she realized that ordinary is not the pronoun of incompetence. Ordinary can also be fun The rice tastes good. She finally understood that song Yan was so peaceful because she knew the mystery of the world and nature. She forced him into a desperate situation with her ignorance and anger.She finally relieved and dialed the original phone with her mobile phone. No matter whether he was married with Durie or someone else, she owed him a "sorry". But she guessed that he was not the one to answer the phone. After all, after all these years, there was only a long silence on the other side of the phone. Yansong listened to the oppressive and intermittent breath, wondering that she seemed to hear sadness and panic. Song Yan is not such a person. He has always been self-confident and open-minded. For example, Zeng Zi, a disciple of Confucius in the pre Qin period, has the ideal and demeanor of "wearing light spring clothes, bathing on the Yishui River, blowing on the high slope, and singing songs all the way back". This is probably not the case. She just heard it wrong.

She pauses and then says, "is that Ayn?"

The other party still did not speak and did not hang up.

Yan Song was so ashamed that he was sure it was him. After that, he whispered, "ah Yan, I'm sorry."

She apologized for her irresponsible abandonment.

On the other end of the phone, at that time, he was just a teenager in love, but now he is a mature and steady man.

He spoke, succinctly and hoarse: "1800 50."

Yan Song was surprised: "what?"

The people there smothered and sighed for a long time: "I said that I would wait for you for a few days, and then I would think about it every day. After a few days, you can change your mind. After a few days, you didn't come back, and then you waited for a few days. At first, you didn't notice it, but just carelessly calculated. These days have been 1800-50 days. "

He is so understatement, Yan song first muddled, and then cry into a fool.

【7】

she called her father and said, "I'm in love again."

Dad said to her, "it's a change."

She holds a pair of jade like hands and smiles slightly: "or that one."

Yan Xi opened his eyes and thought vaguely, which one was it? He asked aheng. Ah Heng put his gray hair close to his loose neck.

They have been together for half a lifetime. Ah Heng smiles and kisses the beautiful face who has no idea when to climb wrinkles. It doesn't matter.

As long as the original intention is still there, those who are not in, those who stay in place or leave are not important.

What you really need, only you know.

【8】

Yan Song once asked song Yan, "why did you agree to the confession letter so casually?"

Song Yan said: "you said in the love letter," Yan Song, you see, spring is coming. The wind is fresh and not sticky. The sparrows are gray but chubby. The grass turns green and the flowers are budding. There is a peaceful smile on everyone's faces. " You look at me and make me feel that if I refuse you, the wind will stop and the sparrow will become thin

Yan Song was embarrassed: "that's what others told me."

Song Yan said: "when I was a freshman, I was told that the school of philosophy was famous for its praise."

"It's because Yansong has a famous father, mother and brother." Yan Song laughs, but now there is only relief, relief in the face of their own appearance is ordinary people, also relieved to let go of themselves.

Song Yan was surprised: "they told me that there was a girl in the philosophy school who was as beautiful as a picture, and her eyes would shine. Because love to help others, and do not compete with others, so particularly attractive. Later, they took me to see you secretly

Yan Song was so surprised that no one had ever said such a thing to her.

She was also admired by others.

She said, "that day you..."

Song Yanwei smiles: "I thought you would never ask me why I, who never ate spicy food, would appear in front of a spicy stall that day. So, will you write a love letter, to whom, what it says, and what does it matter? "

"Ayan, why didn't you come to me?"

"I'm afraid you'll tell me again that you're breaking up. Refuse once. I lied to myself that it was fake. Refuse twice, but I don't know how to recover. After all, you are an excellent and cheerful girl, and there are many boys who like you. From a rational point of view, I want you to have a better choice, but from a private point of view, I am not willing to let you go, so I have been hesitating and stuck in the same place, deceiving others, as if the time would stop at the day when we were still lovers. "

Yan Song was so sour in her heart that she knew that she had misunderstood something. Love who, who is the best in the eyes of the people, Rao is he in the eyes of others, there is no relationship.

What she was worried about was only the eyes of outsiders.

Yan Song wiped away his tears and took a deep breath: "ah Yan, why didn't you choose Du Rui, the famous model? That's an excellent girl."

Song Yan said: "Du Rui is a friend of my gentleman's friends. Reporter Levis asked me if she was a good girl recognized by everyone and whether her marriage date was true. I told him that I had a girlfriend and she was a good girl, too. I have no reason to give up my good girl for the sake of other good girls. "

After all, there are many good girls, but the only one I like is that one.

【9】

when the young girl of Yan family was engaged, the parents of the two parties met at the beginning.Aheng said, "Hello, Songyan mother."

Song Yan's mother's eyes were shining. Shyly, she hid behind her husband. She poked out her head and looked at the goddess she had admired in the past: "Hello, sister Wen Xue. My surname is Ruan."

Mr. Yan said, "Hello, Mr. Song."

Song Yan's father gave a faint smile: "Hello, Mr. Yan. But I'm not a song. "

Yeah.

Hmm?!

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