flowers on stars

Chapter 6 Flower·Dark Night
When one falls in love with a flower on a certain star.She will find that the whole night is like a garden blooming for her.As long as people love, they will not feel pain, so you see, you have never brought me any harm, it is you who made me feel the vast starry sky.

[Wedge · Qichun]
Her mother was married three times in her life.

The first time, she was born with her father.

The second time, when she was six years old, her father left home with her bag after a big quarrel, and her mother remarried soon after.

The third time, when she was ten years old, she was roughly sensible and able to accept another separation and separation seemingly calmly.

It's just that in that year, my mother told her, from now on, you should change my surname to Meng, Meng Qichun.Mom will probably change men in the future, so just treat them as cats and dogs, have fun, and don't care.In this life, you are just your mother's daughter, and you don't recognize others.

She agreed with a grin.

At that time, I had a faint feeling that my mother would be a prophecy.

Sure enough, a year later, my mother divorced again, and she never got married again, but there were no fewer men in the family.

She didn't know why her name was Qichun, and her mother never explained it.When she joked with her friends, she would say that my mother was pregnant with me after having sex seven times.

From childhood to adulthood, every classmate likes her, because she is bold and cheerful like a fire in winter, if she is not careful, she will burn the whole desert, let alone a small school.

Her mother lived such a prosperous life on the street where her family lived, probably because of her personality.

Not afraid of people's words, ignoring the rules, passionate and honest, kind and fierce.

Women are afraid, men love.

She is not ashamed of her mother, but feels that her mother is her pride. However, when the mother and daughter are alone occasionally, she gradually understands the loneliness of her mother.

In my mother's life, there are many questions that I have not found the answer to.

This also invisibly affected some of her concepts, such as love.

Becoming friends with Cheng Anzhi at first was just a habit.

Habitual care and infection of everyone in sight, hoping to become their center.

That transfer student, who looked like a stupid mushroom, always carefully smiled when talking to people, and stepped aside in frustration if he was not appreciated.

Later, she stepped forward generously, stretched out her hand, and as expected, she received Cheng Anzhi's pure, enthusiastic, shy and surprised gaze.

Those who have been covered by Meng Qichun will not be too lonely, and soon everyone accepts that mushroom, and she happily becomes a member of the group.

Originally, she thought that Cheng Anzhi would only be the most ordinary of her many friends, but she didn't know when, and gradually became her best friend.

When Cheng Anzhi shared with her her biggest secret, her crush on that boy named Feng Xin, she sneered inwardly like a conditioned reflex.

Then quickly self-loathing.

It is the age when flowers are blooming everywhere, and I have too many fantasies about beautiful love, but because of my mother's experience, I resist myself to believe it foolishly.

With such a contradictory and gloomy self, I dare not show it in front of my best friend. Watching my friend sink, it's like watching a small show.

When she left school with a letter, she thought that everything was over.

Just like the love my mother had, and every youth movie.Many people like the word "dream chasing" because too few people actually pursue it. Once people realize that there is a dream in front of them, they will be discouraged.

Nobody likes being a fool.

But she was a little shocked to find that Cheng Anzhi had changed.

It wasn't until the admission notice from that university in Hong Kong came that she had to accept the fact that Cheng Anzhi, she was really chasing her dream.

For many years later, she wandered around, stopping and going.

She has always kept in close contact with Cheng Anzhi, even dropped her phone on a snowy mountain and lost all the phone numbers, and she was able to recite Anzhi's number.

The girl's soft voice had a reassuring power. She couldn't tell what it was, but it was like her childhood home before her father left.

Besides, she has always had a knot in her heart, which is to see how the story without the male lead will end in the end.

How many times did she ask herself in the middle of the night, when she thought of the boy who had been chasing after her all the time, he gradually grew into a man, but his firm eyes remained the same as before - she would always think of Anzhi.

It seems that there is a need for a kind of proof somewhere, proving that there is something rarer than dinosaurs in this world, called unswerving until death.

There are two villains in her heart, who hide their secrets, one is cold-eyed, and the other is crying, both want an answer.

This is probably a ridiculous thing, to put one's own destiny, one's future direction, on the persistence of others.

In fact, all along, the one who is really weak and fearful of love is herself.

13. It turns out that he is already married!
The adaptation of the Korean educational product I was in charge of, the headquarters placed high expectations. I came back soon, on the one hand, I needed to take root, and on the other hand, I couldn’t discredit my original boss. She recommended and guaranteed me. So after I came back, I was so busy that I didn't even spend much time with Ruosu and my mother.

Our company has an early education brand called "Qingguoshu", which is responsible for developing and cultivating the early potential of preschool children with some international concepts, and has a branch in this city.

In order to effectively communicate and test the audience during the product development stage, I got in touch with sister Qin, the person in charge of the local organization through the headquarters, and as a teacher, I worked part-time there for an early education class every week.

Today's mothers pay great attention to their children's early education, especially advocating Western-style education concepts.Hearing that I had relevant internship experience at the headquarters, Sister Qin immediately played the banner of "Hong Kong headquarters education experts are here" with a flexible mind, and the number of people who signed up for my class was instantly full.

Although I disapproved of Sister Qin's water injection propaganda, I had to do my best to prepare.

The second day of Ruosu's wedding was Sunday, and it was also my first class at "Qingguoshu".

The maximum number of students in my class is ten children. I am the main class teacher, and there are three assistant teachers, all young girls in their 20s.

Because mixed-age education is advocated, the ten children are of different ages. Under the unified care of teachers, children of all ages can freely choose various toys and carry out the work they are interested in.

The series of early education picture books I was in charge of developing were placed in the middle of the bookshelf. Some children showed interest and picked them out for me to read.

When I started to read the storybook, the children gradually put down their toys and gathered around me.

I watched while reading, and found that only three children did not come around, and one of them, a little girl in a red princess dress, caught my attention.

She looked like she should be the oldest of the children who came today, about four or five years old.

From the beginning of class, she ran to the toy rack by the window alone, doing something with her back to the teacher.

We have set up a lot of links before to guide children to join our games freely. There are always some parts that will attract the attention of different children, but she has been indifferent.

Teacher Feifei, the youngest, walked over.

Squat down beside her and talk softly to her.

For some reason, the little girl suddenly started crying, and the crying became louder and louder. I saw Teacher Feifei showing displeasure.

I handed the picture book in my hand to another teaching assistant, Sasha, and asked her to continue reading the story to everyone, and walked over by myself.

"What's wrong?" I knelt down and gently stroked the little girl's hair, comforting her with a soft voice.

I remembered her name was Xiaoquanquan.

Xiao Quanquan clutched her stomach, whimpered and said, "I hurt... Teacher, I hurt!"

Startled, I took her small limp body into my arms.

"Where does it hurt?" While I was hugging her, I saw Feifei's expression on the side. She gave me a strange look and secretly shook her head at me.

I sensed something might be wrong.

I asked Xiaoquanquan softly if she wanted to notify her mother.

Parents will usually wait outside the classroom.

Xiaoquanquan suddenly stopped crying.

She is a very beautiful child with especially big eyes. When tears run down her face, it will make people feel inexplicably distressed.

She stared at me with wide eyes and said suddenly, "Mr. An, I don't feel any pain anymore."

Then she seemed to be all right, broke free from my arms, bounced and ran to the side to play with toys.

Seeing my surprised expression, Feifei whispered in my ear: "This child always pretends to be sick. Her mother said that she beat her countless times at home, and she also likes to lie."

I gave her a serious look and stopped her from continuing.

After the two-hour class, I gave the small gifts I prepared to each child who came to class.

The children were very happy.

When it was Xiaoquanquan's turn, I gave her the most eye-catching Miffy doll among the small gifts.

I said: "Xiaoquanquan performed very well today, very brave! Although I had a little stomachache at first, I only cried for a while, so the pain soon disappeared. Teacher An likes Xiaoquanquan so brave and sensible. kid!"

I saw Xiao Quanquan opened her mouth very unexpectedly.

She seemed to be carefully observing my face, judging whether what I said was ironic or not.

But she finally confirmed that I was really complimenting her.

A shy expression unconsciously appeared on her pretty little face, which could be seen to be happy.For the first time in the two hours I've seen her, she's shown a genuinely childlike lovability.

When I walked out of the classroom, she kept holding my hand, and her mother greeted me.

I repeated to her mother that "Xiaoquanquan performed very well today", but I didn't mention the part where she pretended to have a stomachache. I remembered what Feifei said, her mother often beat her for such things.

Her mother looked like a very delicate and beautiful woman with a stern expression. After hearing what I said, a trace of surprise appeared on her face.

I vaguely understand how bad reviews this child who is only over four years old has received.

But at that time, I just felt sorry for this child, but I never dreamed that there would be an unavoidable intersection between the stories of Xiaoquanquan and me.

It was only after three o'clock after class, and I thought that Qichun had already rushed out to meet an old friend today, so I was not in a hurry to go back, so I walked slowly on the side of the street.

It's already early winter, and some people on the street are wearing thin down jackets. I am also a person who is afraid of the cold, so I wrapped up a scarf early.

Before I knew it, I came to "Feng'an Hall". It turned out that this medical center was only two stops away from the place where I went to class.

I stopped on the opposite side of the street.

There were quite a few people coming and going at the gate of the medical hall, and most of them were parents with children, with worries or hopes floating on their faces.

I don't know if the letter is in there or not.

For so many years, I have always held a vague belief, wanting to catch up with his gone back, want to find him, and want to meet him again.

But never dare to think that even if we meet again, we are still just strangers.

The phone rang, and I saw that it was Ruosu.

He hesitated to pick it up.

Ruosu's voice on the phone was full of gossiping excitement: "Wow, sister, I just heard the news from He Huan, do you still remember the letter? The letter you met at my wedding yesterday? The one you liked before People!"

My heart sank.

Faint bad premonition.

Yesterday I deliberately avoided Ruosu's questioning, and I didn't ask He Huan anything, maybe because I was afraid of this moment.

"What's up with him?"

"It turned out that he was married! Then he got divorced! I heard that he was dumped by the woman! It's unbelievable, how good he was when he was studying, and such a man would be dumped?!"

"..."

"Hey, old lady? Hello? Is the signal bad?"

"Huh? I'm here, what about him now?"

"Now? I don't know now. He Huan doesn't like to ask his father about these things. I just know that he hasn't remarried yet... Hey, I said, old lady, aren't you going to be stupid? You won't be tempted again? With your current situation conditions, it’s not enough to fall in love with a divorced man, right?” Ruosu became nervous.

I sigh.

The temples became more and more painful, with a throbbing feeling.

In the past, when I was sad, I liked to bask in the sun. I heard that there is a certain substance in the sun, and more sun exposure will make people happy.

But at this moment, the sun can't drive away the sadness in my heart.

For a long time, I whispered.

"Ruosu, if there is a way, why would anyone want to be stupid."

However, he is my destiny from which I cannot escape.

No matter how far, no matter how close.

From the microphone, Ruosu's soft inhalation sounded.

I looked up at the wood-red wooden porch across the street.

Letter, do you know, I came out of the early childhood education center and walked here, I took a total of 2443 steps.

But now I am standing in front of your door, but I never dare to take a step forward.

It turns out that this is called so close to the end of the world.

14. The same eyebrows and eyes, but why are they so strange?
When night fell, I went back to the rented house. Qichun called and said that she was eating out. Yesterday she rushed to my place after getting off the plane and put her luggage down, saying that she would stay with me for a while.

I have too many things to say to her, she is the person who knows my deepest secret.

But she has been so busy.

I tear open the bag of instant noodles lonely.

There was a cheerful knock on the door, and Sun Ting jumped in like a rabbit.

"Hey, Anzhi, let's go clubbing tonight! My mother-in-law is finally back, and I'm liberated!" Her excitement was beyond words.

I shook my head: "No, I don't like going to bars, besides, I have a headache today, and I have to work overtime at night."

Sun Ting snatched the instant noodles from my hand and threw them directly into the trash can.

"Go to my house for dinner! Then go clubbing with me! Work makes you old, don't make yourself a yellow-faced woman before you get married, okay?"

After thinking about it, his eyes lit up and he said: "That's right! Among my friends, some of them are unmarried diamond men! I must drag you to go today..."

I held my head in pain and said, "Okay, to be honest, are you going to use me as an excuse to your mother-in-law?"

Sun Ting smiled: "Anzhi, you and I must have been sisters in the previous life, you are so understanding... I told my mother-in-law to go on a blind date with you, but if she said go clubbing, she wouldn't order her son to divorce me .”

So I was "on a blind date" with a sad face.

Sun Ting is actually not the kind of girl who plays too much in the midnight show, she is a heartless type who loves to be lively. Before marriage, she has countless friends, loves to sing and dance, and her husband Xiao Liang is also at a friend's gathering After seeing Sun Ting's innocent and passionate "Golden Snake Dance" by chance, he was amazed by her bastard character and insisted on marrying her.

But the older generation is conservative after all. Although Xiao Liang does not object to Sun Ting occasionally going out with old friends after marriage, her mother-in-law will not be happy.

So after giving birth, this was the first time she slipped out in my name.

After entering the "Dark Night Bar", Sun Ting was immediately surrounded by her old friends cheering, and my prop was quickly thrown aside ruthlessly, and I didn't see any diamond single men, only a few married and fat male.

I was also in a depressed mood today, but now that I'm here, I'll just drink and drink.

While drinking, I stared at my phone in a daze.

Randomly clicking on the address book list, Yan Yi's name suddenly slipped into my eyes, and I was taken aback.

When we were parting, we had agreed that we would no longer contact each other, so after I returned to City C and changed my phone number, I didn't notify him either.

But in my address book, his phone number has always been saved, as if it is a kind of memorial.

Counting it, we have been separated for almost three months, and I actually dare not think about it, because I am afraid that my heart will soften.

I can't admit to being worried about him.

Is it a sin to give a little hope and let those who expect it fall into deeper disappointment?
I can't tell.

I remember he once cried and told me that if he died, it was because I left him.

But when we really parted, he had a calm face at the airport, saying that he would live a good life, take good care of himself, and marry a gentle girl in the future, so I can rest assured.

I don't know which of what he said is true.

I stared blankly at the number, the screen went off and on again, after a while it went off and I pressed on again, the alcohol slowly filled my body, and then turned into a sour feeling in my eyes.

How helpless the world is.

As for Feng Xin's life, which one was staged?
"How can a man like you lack women..." The chuckling voice of the woman at the side table reached my ears.

How clear it is to refuse and to welcome, but a man likes it, and he never regrets it.

I massaged my aching temple, trying to distract myself, so I turned my head slightly and peeked out of the corner of my eye.

The woman has been glued to the man, and the man's head rests on her neck without moving.

I almost doubt myself dazzled.

I don't remember how many glasses I drank alone just now, and I don't know how much time has passed. Maybe the alcohol content in my body is really high, otherwise why I have hallucinations.

"Send me home?" The woman straightened up, her fingertips painted with crimson Kodan gently slid across the man's face, the soft arc was more intoxicating than wine.

The man's slender fingers moved, and something was thrown on the table, making a slight sound.

It's a car key, a good brand, a German car.

"You drive," he whispered.

Then they stood up, the man may have been drinking, his footsteps were a little buoyant, and the woman hid her whole body in his arms.

Sun Ting didn't know when she ran to my side. She didn't drink much, and she was afraid of being discovered by her mother-in-law when she went back, but she played guessing games with those old friends and slapped her eyes so that her eyes were full of stars.

She gasped in surprise.

Uncertainly asked: "Is that, Doctor Feng?"

Ah again.

"That woman... Oh, that woman is an old customer here. Two years ago, she claimed to gather a hundred men to fight a hundred-regiment war... How could Dr. Feng take a liking to her all over her body? Her? Tsk tsk tsk..."

Their figures had disappeared outside the door, and I suddenly jumped up and ran out.

I bumped into several tables and knocked over other people's things. Sun Ting called me from behind in surprise, and there was a voice of apologizing for me.

I don't care.

I chase him away.

It's cold outside, the long street is lonely, people are like ghosts, no amount of magical neon lights can stop the bleak winter night.

Letter and the woman walked to the parking lot.

I rushed forward a few steps and grabbed the sleeve of his hand that was not around the woman's shoulder.

"Wait a moment!"

He stopped in his tracks, looked up at me, and was even more surprised by the woman.

It's really him.

But, I can't believe it's him.

The same eyebrows and eyes, but why are they so strange.

The letter in my memory, whether it was eight years ago or eight years after the reunion, is a person as warm as the autumn sun.There is a touch of bleakness in the smile, but it will not be cold.The eyes that look at people are full of concentration, but not cruel.

I remember when I was in high school, there was a very fat girl who was coerced by her classmates and confessed to Feng Xin in the corridor.That girl had always had low self-esteem and was often teased by everyone, but she dared not offend anyone.With the mentality of watching a good show, those bad peers asked her to yell "Xing Xin I like you" when Feng Xin passed by.

The girl yelled, and after she finished yelling, she crouched on the ground with her head in her arms and cried silently.

Those who succeeded laughed maliciously, laughing at her as a toad.

The letter didn't laugh.

He stretched out his hand to pull the girl up, and said to her seriously, "Thank you."

He used his behavior and expression to return the girl's self-esteem that was shattered by her peers back to her bit by bit.

Then the laughter around became awkward, and then no one laughed.

I was just going to fetch water, and I saw the whole thing happen.

At that time, I was convinced that the boy I liked was the brightest and warmest boy in the world.

However, the man in front of him is like any degenerate life in a nightclub, with a vain smile, numb and decadent, playing with life.

How come, how come.

How could it be him?
If hearing that he was married and divorced in the afternoon was just the expected loss and pain, then seeing him at this moment let me know what it means to be truly heartbroken.

Letter, all these years, what have you been doing, what have you experienced?
The woman hesitated and asked, "Do you know each other?"

I stared into the letter's eyes, trying not to run away.

"Do you know me?" I asked him, maybe it was so cold that my teeth were chattering.

He looked at me noncommittally, as if looking at a stranger.

Didn't even break free from my hand.

"Miss, even if you are a nympho, there is someone who comes first, right? Tonight he has decided to leave with me." Seeing that the letter was silent, the woman suddenly raised her voice, and stretched out her hand to break my hand away.

I was pulled by her, and in a moment of desperation, I also used brute force.

"It's about first come, first served." I heard myself blurt out, "I made an appointment with this person eight years ago."

The woman got angry, straightened up from the letter's arms, and pinched the back of my hand fiercely.

Feng Xin suddenly reached out to block it, separating us.

"Stop it."

In the tone, there was a clear disgust, but I didn't know who it was.

I have a dull pain in my chest.

Sun Ting has already chased her out, and seeing this situation, she should have woken up with only a little bit of alcohol.

There are a few friends behind her. No one understands what happened, but friends of friends are still friends. They instinctively feel that they should help me first.

Seeing the letter, the woman had no intention of protecting her, and with Sun Ting and the others rushing over, she immediately understood the situation, sneered a few times and walked away.

"Car keys." Feng Xin said in a deep voice.

The woman paused, raised her hand and threw his car keys over.

Comes with a venomous look.

I grabbed the letter by the sleeve, moved slowly, and let the car keys fall on the ground in front of me.

I heard Sun Ting yelling "Doctor Feng" embarrassingly, and then kept asking me "What's the matter, Cheng Anzhi, what's the matter with you".

Feng Xin looked at the hand I was holding, and then at my face.

I don't know why, but I feel that his eyes seem to be more awake than before, that sharp eyes are burning like electricity in the night.

Like a deserter who had exhausted all his strength, I lowered my head and loosened my fingers weakly little by little.

"Now, can I go?" He ignored Sun Ting's greeting and asked me calmly.

I shook my head and nodded again.

I murmured, "You really don't remember me?"

I don't know why I have to worry about this issue. Maybe, I want to tell him that it doesn't matter if he doesn't remember me.

But do you still remember the flowers at that time, the trees at that time, the clouds at that time, and the fragrance of osmanthus at that time.

At that time, yourself.

How can you forget yourself at that time.

This raving is like drunken talk.

He didn't answer me, bent down to pick up the car keys on the ground, and then walked towards the parking lot without looking back.

I sat on the sofa with my knees in my arms and wept silently.

Qichun, who came out to drink water in the middle of the night, was startled by me, and jumped over with a strange cry.

"What are you doing? When did you come back? I fell asleep and didn't answer your phone." She sat down beside me carelessly.

I hugged her neck and cried out.

Finally, there is someone who knows the whole story and can listen to me in such an inclusive night.

Hearing what happened to me tonight, she was slightly moved.

"Cheng Anzhi, why do you love him? Don't you think that all these years, what you love is just a dream that you imagined?" She asked me.

I have asked myself this question thousands of times.

"Qichun, what is love? I only know that for so many years, as long as I think of him, I feel happy. Because I want to be close to him, I become brave, excellent, strong, and endure loneliness. When I hope, I still hold on... Do you think I am suffering? No, I am not suffering. When in love, nothing is terrible, everything is beautiful, and all hurt is forgiven, it is him Makes me feel like every day is full of hope. Tonight I cry just because I feel sorry for him, sad that he gave me so much, but I can't share a little bit for him, and I don't even know why he is so lonely."

In fact, love is very simple.

The person you love, where he exists, the whole world is shining; when he is lost, the whole world will rain.

What can be avoided is not fate, and what can be given up is not love.

Love and destiny are both matters of God, I am sober and sinking, but I can do nothing.

"Qichun, seeing him like that hurts me so much." I concluded with sobs.

"I'm in pain too..."

"Your heart hurts too?" I was successfully attracted by her.

"No, I have a pain in my bladder... I was just going to pee, but I didn't pee when I saw you crying here... I have endured it until now, and I dare not interrupt your lyric..."

"puff!"

I knew that Meng Qichun belonged to the healing department.

Memories of 15 and 16 rush into my mind like a swarm of butterflies

"Anzhi! Are you free in the afternoon? Accompany me to a place!" Teacher He's loud voice came clearly from the phone.

I move the microphone away from my ear.

"Afternoon..." No time in the afternoon.

"I'll come to pick you up! An old friend of mine found a Tianhuang seal from Beijing and insisted that it was used by the emperor. I have to go and see it with my own eyes, and you can go with me!" Teacher He didn't like it at all. I need my answer, and I have made arrangements for Ji Houhou on my own.

I evaded vaguely.

In fact, because of my guilty conscience, I used to correspond with Mr. He in Hong Kong. When I encountered something I didn’t understand, I could ask Yanyi at any time. Over time, Mr. He regarded me as an expert in antiques.

But I know that my skills are not much better than him, showing off on the spot is not a big deal, but a bad thing is a big deal.

But Mr. He didn't care and hung up the phone.

I had to hurry up and finish the work at hand.

Sure enough, as soon as the lunch time passed, Mr. He called. I made a quick confession and went downstairs to follow him.

I came to drive on the way, and I heard him fidgeting in the passenger seat.

Sometimes he mutters to himself, and sometimes he spits.

Nothing more than:
"The old guy who specializes in buying fakes, what kind of eyesight does he have, he must have stumbled again!"

"Hmph, the last time I showed me a Ming Dynasty enamel bowl, I said it was a fake, but he didn't believe it. I showed it to experts from the Palace Museum, and it really was a fake. He was still not convinced. Said I hit it off."

"But the emperor's seal is not something to be taken lightly, An Zhi, tell me, this old man won't really get a treasure..."

I was taken aback when I heard the words Old Man Feng.

I don't think it's such a coincidence.

You miss a person so much, but you can't find his figure everywhere; but once you meet again, his name and figure appear around you all the time.

Could it be that the fate I have accumulated for eight years has been exhausted in this month.

The car drove into a small villa area.

Feng's family opened a door in the yard. Entering from the yard, there are dense grape trellises, quaint stone tables, stone benches, exquisite fish ponds, and a piece of vegetable soil near the wall. The snow season is coming soon, but the yard There is still a lot of greenery in the house, and it can be seen that the owner has worked hard.

Before entering the hospital, I heard a loud dog barking, and a shiny golden retriever pounced towards him, but immediately changed his barking to humming when he found out that it was Mr. He, with his front paws hugging his waist and wagging his tail enthusiastically.

The old man with white beard and hair strode out to meet him. He was tall, and although he was nearly eighty years old, he was still in good spirits, his face was flushed, and his laughter was like thunder. On the shoulders of the thin teacher He, my heart jumped a few times with such a big movement.

Teacher He didn't take it seriously, and greeted back with the same loud voice. With the voices of these two old people who came and went and refused to give in to each other and a big dog, the originally quiet courtyard instantly became like a busy city.

Entering the room, warmth is blowing over the face, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance of herbs.

The golden retriever was still running around us, and now it had let go of Mr. He, sniffing at me curiously.

Teacher He said to me: "This is their old dog, named Guo Jing."

I looked at the dog's simple and honest face, and couldn't hold back a smile.

Teacher He pulled me over again for an introduction: "Old man Feng, this is the Cheng Anzhi I told you about. The girl I met in Hong Kong knows more about this than the two of us combined! The last time my son I only found out when I got married that she is actually my daughter-in-law's sister! You say it's a coincidence, hahaha!"

Then he said to me: "Anzhi, his name is Uncle Feng! This is the old friend I told you about. He has a bad eye for goods, but he is a first-class doctor!"

Old Man Feng stared at him: "Grandpa Feng!"

Teacher He argued: "You old man, she is my daughter-in-law's sister, she calls you grandpa, so don't I want to call you uncle?"

Feng Lao laughed: "Who told you to give birth to He Huan at the age of 40?"

Seeing that the two old urchins, whose combined age was more than [-] years old, had already quarreled with each other before they even sat down, I secretly laughed and took the opportunity to secretly look at the surrounding environment.

There is a wall of photos in the living room, most of which are commemorative photos of Mr. Feng treating many important people. Among those who were his patients, some are familiar faces that have appeared in the news broadcast, and there are a few foreigners. It looks extraordinary.

Seeing that I was looking at those photos carefully, Feng Lao stopped fighting immediately and leaned over to tell me a story.

It's just a legend about masters coming back from the dead and reviving each other.

This is the glory of the old man's life. When he said it, his whole person became dazzling as if his life was rekindled. I listened with gusto and opened my eyes. Teacher He, who has heard it countless times, quickly became impatient and repeatedly Regarding the reminder of the seal, the old man had no choice but to shut up, glared at his old friend a few times, and told me that he had time to talk alone, and he wanted to teach me a good lesson, I nodded repeatedly.

Finally into today's topic.

Feng Lao had already carefully held out his brocade box, and when he opened it, there was indeed a yellow seal.

Teacher He couldn't wait to pick it up and take a closer look.

I leaned over too.

The button of this seal is in the shape of an auspicious animal, and it is huge and exquisitely crafted. It is not impossible for the old man to say that it is the seal of Qianlong.

I vaguely remember that Emperor Qianlong loved to carve seals with Tianhuang stone. It is said that there were more than 300 Tianhuang seals handed down, but most of them were sold overseas. The most famous one should be the three chain seals now hidden in the Palace Museum.

If Feng Lao, an amateur collector, got a Tian Huang Zhang from Qianlong by chance, it would indeed be a complete thing, and its value and significance are difficult to estimate.

No wonder Mr. He was so excited and couldn't believe it.

Teacher He was still stroking and looking at it carefully. Old Master Feng had already snatched the chapter impatiently, and carefully placed it in my hand.

"Xiao Cheng, let me tell you." He seemed to have a plan in mind, and his eyes were piercingly fixed on me, clearly he was just testing me.

I can only bite the bullet and search my guts.

"From the material point of view, this seal is really good. The blood streaks are obvious, and the radish pattern is fine and smooth..."

I simply recited the characteristics of Shanghao Tianhuangshi in my head. In fact, I can't tell whether the material of this chapter has those attributes, but seeing Mr. Feng nodding repeatedly, it is obvious that the dragon's heart is happy, and I feel that I have fooled myself.

In my heart, it's a shameful feeling that I'm pleasing my parents.

Finally, let me explain frankly that my level is limited and I am unable to verify the authenticity of the antiquities, but Mr. Feng has already made up his mind, and he doesn't care about Mr. He's pantothenic acid and my ignorance, he is just happy.

The good old man Feng invited me to taste some other treasures of his, and made us Kung Fu tea. Amidst the occasional bickering of the two old men and the smell of tea, the whole afternoon passed quickly.

The result of drinking tea is that I want to go to the bathroom.

Old man Feng scratched his white hair.

"The toilet in the downstairs bathroom broke down yesterday. I asked someone to fix it and it hasn't come today. You can go to the second floor and use the bathroom in my grandson's room. Turn right on the second floor and the first room is there."

I had to climb upstairs by myself.

On the second floor, turn right to the first room, push the door and enter, there is a suite inside, passing through the study and bedroom, and at the end is the bathroom.

Guo Jing followed me back and forth, seeming to lead the way, but also playing.

Clean and simple room.

I even took my breath lightly, for fear of disturbing the dream.

No magazines littered, no clutter, no pictures on the walls, not even a single piece of clothing hanging outside the house.The whole room uses the same dark furniture as downstairs, and the dark blue bedding is almost the only color in this extremely plain space.

This is the private world of the letter.

For a moment, something flashed in my mind, and I felt that something was wrong, but it felt like a fleeting meteor, and I couldn't catch the point.

I greedily and nostalgicly looked at everything in this space, but dared not reach out and touch it.

The Feng family's villa lives in the suburbs, it is considered the villa area closest to the city center, so it should be worth a lot.But in this small world, it seems that only old man Feng and Feng Xin live.

The sun was shining on the window, and there were birds chirping outside the window, accompanied only by the sound of Guo Jing panting, it was so quiet that one felt guilty.

I accidentally reached out to touch the open medical book on the table.

When my eyes fell on the page, I suddenly understood what was wrong.

The pages of the book are obviously not new, but they are so clean that there is no pen mark.

Just like this room, there is no trace of a young life living there.

But I know that when I was in high school, I would write letters in high school, make various notes in books, secretly and mischievously draw chickens eating rice, and have all kinds of teenage emotions that are well concealed but still inadvertently revealed.

Those, in this room, are all invisible.

He seemed to deliberately want to make himself feel as if he had never lived.

My heart has never experienced panic and fear. I don't know what made him change. I used to never despair after losing all his news, but at this moment, there is a dark attack of powerlessness. me.

What can I do for him.

I looked around blankly, but suddenly saw a piece of paper pressed under the book, with a corner exposed.

I gently pulled it out.

Suddenly stunned.

On that piece of paper, there was a familiar name written in my familiar handwriting.

Cheng Anzhi.

Followed by a big question mark.

I don't know how I floated out of that room. When I was out of the room, I saw something on the bookshelf out of the corner of my eye.

Something out of place with this room.

Memories of the age of 16 rushed into my mind like a swarm of butterflies.

At the Christmas party, I didn't even have the courage to give him a gift, so I had to take advantage of the chaos and put an ugly little dinosaur in my hand into the hand of the girl who picked up gifts for him.

When the dinosaur's belly was pinched, it would utter a terrible cry: I love you! I love you! I love you!

I love you.

Now, it stands quietly in the corner of the bookshelf, looking at my despair.

I reached out and squeezed it, and squeezed it again, and it no longer made a sound.

When I went back, I was very silent.

Teacher He wanted to speak several times, but he hesitated to speak.

When sending him home, he finally asked hesitantly.

"Anzhi, I remember you had a boyfriend in Hong Kong, right? That very young guy..."

I knew he was talking about Hikoichi, so I shook my head.

"That's not my boyfriend, just a friend."

Teacher He's eyes lit up.

"Then do you have a boyfriend now?"

I shook my head again, a lot of elders have asked this question recently.

Teacher He let out a sigh, and said with determination: "If you don't think I'm troublesome, I'd like to introduce someone to you...that's Old Man Feng's grandson. I don't know if you met him at Xiaosu's wedding last time... I watched that child grow up since he was a child, he is more promising than my family He Huan, just..."

A car in front suddenly cut into the road, I panicked for a while, and almost rear-ended.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Mr. He probably thought I was urging him to continue, so he gritted his teeth after thinking for a while and said, "This child is good in everything, except that he has been divorced once...Look, why don't you make an appointment to meet me?"

My hands and feet were cold and my heart was in a mess.

There have been too many dramatic twists and turns recently, and I was originally not exquisite, so I just found it difficult to cope.

However, at least I understood that what Teacher He said was a letter.

Seeing that I still didn't make a sound, Teacher He was also a little embarrassed, and laughed at himself: "I also know that you must be very angry and have good conditions. Blame me for being talkative. You are all old Feng. You insist on asking..."

"No!" I interrupted him in a hurry, and my throat was almost clenched for a while.

"As long as he agrees, I'm fine!" I could only say that, but the attitude of losing all reserve made Teacher He inexplicably surprised.

A letter, a letter.

If that person is you, how can I not want to.

I don't care whether it's wind, rain or sunshine ahead, I just know that if it were you, anytime, anywhere, I would come as promised, even if I gamble my whole life's luck.

(End of this chapter)