A Heartwarming Decade

On a certain day in 2012, a trembling cloud appeared somewhere. Experts refute the rumors that this is caused by abnormal weather and absolutely has nothing to do with earthquakes, ahem.

Then, two hours later, City B shook a little.

Wen Heng held the paper cup and felt that his high blood pressure and dizziness were caused by his diligent research on Su Xing Ye Mei.

Then, there are two drops of brown coffee on the tiger's mouth, I don't know when it dangled from the cup.

She was the last one to leave the institute. She just returned from reporting in France in the afternoon. After finishing the paperwork, she wanted to make luck and pick up her son in the kindergarten.

Yan Xiaobao is five years old this year, the Nth batch of students in the big class and the kindergarten. Given that the first batch of teachers were Yanxi, Dayi, and Siwan, Aheng was very worried about his son's education.

She usually can't touch her son at this point. She has two grandma, two uncles, two grandpas (Yan Lao was killed by the grandson's first-year-old rouge to return to China), and an aunt and part-time aunt took turns to pick up her. Great.

As a result, Xiaobao shines, and the one who is his mother, Mr. Tongyan's father, is basically out of reach, but he will go through the kindergarten when he returns home, and Ah Heng decided to kidnap inside.

When Ah Heng walked out of the research institute building, he felt that the sky was darker, and the plane trees were blown to pieces, and it seemed that it was about to rain.

Turning around and looking around, I always feel that something is wrong.

This famous commercial street seems to be faintly broken.

Except that, the towering tree is still lush and green, and the green color is dripping.

And the research institute behind the tree, if hidden, if not present.

Ah Heng rubbed his eyes and looked at the street. There were few pedestrians, but have white shirts been popular recently? Why do children who look like junior high school students have white shirts and blue shorts, ah, and black beams...

A Heng walked all the way, watched all the way, becoming more and more suspicious.

Everyone looked at her in the same way as they looked at a monster.

A Heng lowered his head, short-sleeved trench coat jeans, nothing?

When I walked to the kindergarten, I was sweating again. When did this place become a bungalow?

At the beginning of the year, Si Wan paid a sponsorship fee from his pocket to help his nephew’s kindergarten build a building. The main reason is that he feels that when his brothers were young, they used to bully boys and girls, and organized robberies. Many of them rely on sponsorship to settle the kindergarten teachers. He felt that Yan Xiaobao was Yan Xi’s son and his nephew, genetic His power is not to be underestimated, he is considerate of his nephew, and he is generous with his money.

When A Heng walked in through the iron gate, the black clouds slowly pressed down, like scales, and heavy rain was imminent.

Everywhere, no one, lonely and lonely.

As far as I can see, slides, swivel chairs, seesaws, balance beams, and...swings.

She breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the swing, bent over, and said softly: "Little boy, why haven't you been home yet, did grandma not pick you up?"

He sat on the swing and dangled, his small body suddenly stopped.

He raised his head, it was watermelon peel, and looked at her with a strange expression.

A Heng squatted down, touched the child's head, and smiled: "Bao, when did you shave your head? Did grandma push the clippers?"

A Heng went to France for two days and kept talking to Mr. Yan and Xiaobao over the phone. Xiaobao said that my father washed my hair and washed my eyes again. The milk tea made by my aunt is really the most ugly thing in the world. My uncle’s blind date failed again, so my eyes are full of tears. When will you come back? A lot, without mentioning that the hair was shaved.

The child on the swing looked at her, with big eyes calm, and curled his little mouth: "Are you a human trafficker, do you want to kidnap me? My family is very poor, and my mother didn't want me..."

Aheng thought his son had a temper, laughed, picked him up, and coughed slightly: "Yes, kid, I want to kidnap you and sell you."

The child was curious and frowned: "Do you know my last name?"

A Heng kissed his forehead and said intimately: "What should I do? Without the surname, is it okay to have his mother's surname Wen?"

The child pushed her hard: "What nonsense are you talking about? My mother is not named Wen, but the surname of Si Wan is Wen."

A Heng pinched the child's nose: "I'm rude, even dare to shout the name of my uncle. Next time I'll be naughty and my mother will hit him."

The child opened his eyes wide, and tried to get rid of breastfeeding: "Let go of me, crazy."

Aheng hugged the child tightly, put his forehead on his forehead, and muttered to himself: "No fever, what's the matter, this child?"

The little guy suddenly stiffened, and his big eyes met Ah Heng at a very close distance. He said, "Hey, let me down quickly. My grandfather will come and see you abduct me. He will kill you. He is fierce, really!"

A Heng suddenly said, "Ah, is it the line of your kindergarten drama...Uh, oh, I'm so scared, don't hit me, ah...Is this okay?"

Plays in kindergarten these two days.

Wen Heng has been paying attention, mainly because she feels that her son is vaguely guilty of the same problem as his father. Besides being good-looking, it is useless. So maybe there is some talent in the drama.

The little guy looked at her sympathetically: "I know, you are a lunatic."

Aheng "hmm", nodded: "I'm crazy, King of Words."

Her son is said to play the demon king.

A Heng happily, fantasizes about being a star mom.

She hugged him and walked outside the kindergarten.

She asked: "Little boy, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

The child was struggling but couldn't make it, rolled his eyes, and made a face: "Why should I tell you?"

A Heng smiled and said: "Mom wanted to eat braised pork when she was a child. You wanted to run and jump like ordinary people with your uncle. Now you have achieved it. Let's talk about it, you can do it after you say it."

The child was stunned. He pondered for a while, bowed his head, nodded his little hand, and said: "I want to make a big house. The house I made is better than everyone's."

Aheng said, "Can I ask why?"

The child opened his two small hands wide and said, "I have made a big and big one, so that everyone I like can live in it."

Aheng thoughtfully.

The little guy looked at her with fixed eyes: "You, like them, think I'm strange, don't you?"

Aheng smiled: "No, if you build it, can you invite me to be a guest?"

The child touched her smile and looked at it for a long time. He said, "Is your mother like you?"

A Heng's old face couldn't help, flushed, and said gently: "Why, isn't it good for mom to be like this? What kind of mother does Xiaogua want?"

The child suddenly hugged her neck, and said in a low voice, a little lonely: "No, you are like this, it's fine. Is your little boy lost? I tell you, my mother is also lost."

A Heng gently stroked the child's soft back, and said softly: "I've been there all the time, don't worry."

The little guy didn't speak for a long time.

Aheng hugged him and walked forward, suddenly remembering the chocolate bought in France, took it out, and handed it to the child.

The child pushed her hand away: "I hate sweets. My grandpa said that children who eat sweets are bad kids."

A Heng smiled and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth: "Idiot, what a delicious thing, my mother couldn't afford to buy it when she was young."

The child licked it, and then sternly said: "It's too sweet, it's terrible."

He was about to throw up, but Ah Heng frowned, fed chocolate from the little guy's mouth, chewed, wondering, it's okay, not too sweet.

The child was dull, looked at her and poked: "Crazy man, is it dirty?"

Aheng "Ah", it took a long time to realize that the other party had said that he had robbed the chocolate from his mouth, and he smiled: "Why did you go early? When you were one year old, my mother fed you every day. Are you less likely to eat your saliva? When I was young, I had more saliva than now."

The little guy scratched his head, blushed, bulged his cheeks, and said, "Crazy man."

Aheng squeezed his face and said, "What are you calling me?"

He suddenly felt a cold touch in his ears, raised his head, and said, "Mad, it's raining."

A Heng "Ah", the summer rain has already hit the sky overwhelmingly.

Raindrops, falling, heavy, fainting.

Aheng took him into his arms, covering his small head with his arm, rushing in the rain.

The rain has fogged up, and the direction of home is muddy all the way.

He was surrounded by a warm embrace, and for the first time, he felt weak.

After a long time, the rain dripped down the woman's chin, and after a long time, the rain also dripped on the face, with scattered noises like broken jade.

The child was very lonely, and tried hard to reach into his arms, and yelled softly: "Mom."

He cried in the rain: "Mom, Mom, I miss you so much."

"Mom, where are you?"

"Mom, mom, do you hate me?"

"mom."

There has never been such a despair, after being embraced by such a gentle mother of others.

The child opened his black and white eyes wide, and bit Aheng violently.

He bit her arm, as if facing an enemy.

A five-year-old child.

The woman of the first year.

He almost felt the saltiness in his mouth.

A Heng was in pain, put him down, put on her coat and put on the two people's heads, there was rain dripping on her cheeks.

"Bao, what's the matter with you?"

The child was very weird, with tears on his face, but smiled, his face was reddish, and there were two small dough **** on his cheeks. He said: "I want to eat McDonald's, KFC, you are an adult, so let's be rich ?"

A Heng: "Ah, didn't you say you are tired of eating? Dad always takes you to eat that."

He said: "I have never eaten with... Mom."

He said the word "mother" very uncomfortably.

Aheng nodded, picked him up again, and said, "However, if you want to call your dad, he will be anxious at home."

Ah Heng took out his phone, looked at the screen, and was stunned.

After a long while, he lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms, shocked, joyful, excited, bitter, and there were many unclear things in his eyes.

She was still fast, thought for a long time, but smiled. She squinted and asked softly, "Do you already like to eat ribs?"

The child wondered: "How do you know?"

"My guess."

A Heng smiled and looked at him, looking down, too soft.

She carried him to a grocery store with swallow nests on the eaves to take shelter from the rain, looked at the paper money in the wallet, and smiled bitterly.

Bowing his head, there was only a glorious wedding ring in his hand.

Purple plum print.

She thought about it, and held her baby to the thirty-year-old jewelry store. More than twenty years ago, it was already famous.

She sold the ring and took the money.

He followed behind her, watching the woman's series of incredible movements curiously.

According to what he usually sees with adults, this man's ring is worth a lot of money, and it is certainly not the low price that is now being held down by the jewelry store.

He asked her why?

A Heng smiled, his eyes like lacquer ink. She stretched out her hand, held him firmly, and said gently: "Let's go."

The sky is clear, and the night is bright in the water.

She said that she did not know the way, and the child was curious: "Aren't you from City B?"

A Heng nodded with a smile: "However, my husband is."

He took her through the night and walked to a fast food restaurant with many children and parents. Grandpa didn't like him to come to these places, and he did not allow Ma Li to bring him. However, Si Wan and Dayi often talk to him about how good it is, which makes him a little curious.

So, he scammed the woman from the country who was a little crazy and stupid to recognize her son.

The child pushed the glass door, but he was too small to open it.

Aheng smiled and helped him push away.

There is a small children's playground inside, there are many children as old as him, playing profusely.

Big eyes turned around curiously, he held her hand, but it became tighter and tighter.

Aheng stared at him and sighed softly.

He was scared.

A sense of security, sure enough, hasn’t been there since childhood?

A Heng bought a lot of food with the money in exchange for the ring, and he had a portion of each, and took him to the opposite side of the paradise.

He is very educated when he eats, even if there is unspeakable joy in his eyes.

Aheng took a spoon and rubbed the sundae on his nose, watching him smile.

He did everything, but he took it to the next level. In addition to the sundae, he also had mashed potatoes. His little hands were stained a lot and smeared on Aheng's face.

Looking at her, he bit his spoon and smiled triumphantly.

His words suddenly became a lot. The child said: "Let me tell you, Teacher Zhang in our kindergarten hates me. She always knocks on my head. Today, Niuniu snatched my whistle and blew it in class. The teacher found out that she did not scold Niuniu. But knocked on my head. I deliberately hid in the toilet after school today, she forgot that I would go back to the compound when my grandfather couldn't see that I would kill her haha."

Aheng black thread, pinch his nose, why is it so bad?

The child cheered: "The little aunt I like was driven away by Teacher Zhang. No one likes me to take me home and read the story to me."

Aheng said, "Where are Siwan and Dayi, where are they?"

The child curled his lips: "They were picked up by their parents a long time ago. The despicable guys don't wait for me. They are still brothers. They will not be allowed to live in a house in the future."

A Heng laughed and said nothing.

The child blinked: "Do you like others calling your mother, do you want me to shout?"

Aheng was embarrassed, but still gentle: "Don't shout, I definitely can't be your mother."

The child lowered his head, biting the burger, his expression faded.

A Heng stroked his hair and said pityingly: "Don't take it to heart. I don't want you to shout because I don't like you. In fact, how should I say..."

The child looked up and laughed: "It doesn't matter, you are a good person, as good as the little aunt."

In a fixed television news report, the strange and young announcer said that there will be a small earthquake in the capital in 30 minutes. There will be no tremor. Please feel at ease.

A Heng thought of his dizziness in the research institute, and seemed to have realized it. Looking at the face of the child in front of him, his expression became more complicated.

thirty minutes.

The child didn't notice it, and looked at the children playing with various toys in the little paradise, his eyes were always on.

Aheng hugged him to the little paradise and watched him have fun with other children.

He often turned his head uneasily, but for an instant, he saw this woman's gentle and smiling eyes.

She kept looking at him like this, making him vaguely feel that this was how his mother felt, but it was a little different.

He couldn't describe the difference in his tiny vocabulary.

He walked out of the little paradise. Such a little child, with his eyes soft and clear, asked her: "Would you like to watch me dance the hand dance? I just learned it."

He clapped his hands: "How are you?"

Bend down, put it behind the little one, lift it up, and pat it: I am a good baby, do you see it?

Put your hands on your hips, sunflower smile, and pat again: Let's be good friends, okay?

Clap your hands: How are you?

Close your head, tilt your head, put it under your ear, and pat: I am a good baby, do you see it?

Put your hands on your hips, sunflower smile, and pat again: We will always be together, okay?

A Heng looked at him, and suddenly there were tears in his eyes.

She laughed, picked him up, touched his forehead affectionately, and said, "Okay, we will always be together."

She led him out of the glass door, and the little child expressed intimacy to her and kept singing clapping songs. The red light was on and he was still jumping.

Aheng stretched out his hand, pulled him back into his arms, and muttered, "Be careful, Yanxi."

The child was stunned. He said: "Your heart...beats fast. But, how do you know my name is Yanxi..."

A Heng shrunk his arms, as if he hadn't heard it, sighed: "I am very worried about you, Yanxi, do you know?"

He nodded and said, "I'm sorry, I know."

Aheng looked at his watch, the minute hand gradually moved closer, but smiled bitterly: "No, you don't know."

Time and space are distorted, and she has such an opportunity.

The person in front of him is not his son.

But her husband.

She had awakened from the time and signal when she saw her cell phone disappeared.

White shirts, bicycles with beams, unprosperous commercial streets, and kindergartens in bungalows.

Also, her husband who is only five years old.

The beginning of everything she was never involved in.

Sadness, pain, tooth sequence of the annual rings, the red car print has not yet run over him.

He did not do soil, did dust, did Pinocchio, did Aheng's words.

She didn't know that the first meeting between herself and her husband had already happened.

Not a fifteen-year-old girl and a seventeen-year-old boy.

Yan Xi He Yan Xi, a young and frivolous man, has not opened the pink curtains.

The chaotic time and space are so absurd.

It is 1986.

The distant time and space where the story has not yet begun.

The bell reminding the time in the distance rang suddenly.

There was a slight vibration under my feet, and the bell sounded long and lingering, shaking and deafening.

Aheng hugged Xiao Yanxi tightly, and said softly, "You remember what I said."

"If, three years later, you meet a person named Lu Liu, no matter how good he is, stay away from him."

"If, twelve years later, you meet a person named Wen Heng, no matter how unbearable you look at her, if you really don't like it, treat it like the girl next door."

"She is a bit of annoying and cautious thinking. If you are forced to choose, ignore it and choose only the woman you fall in love with at first sight. If the woman is called Chu Yun, that's great."

"If it's not Chu Yun, it doesn't matter, she must be unique enough to be worthy of your affectionate and unparalleled."

Yanxi, I gave you so many ifs.

If, therefore, our marriage is interrupted... But you have the right to avoid fate, peace and happiness.

This is the right your wife gave you.

With great love, with seeing and letting go.

The little child felt the strong vibration, but the burden of warmth on his body was instantly relieved.

He raised his eyes, and the woman who had been holding him had disappeared.

The stars in the sky are still blinking.

The air next to me, if not still flowing with rosin...

It is probably a dream.

Ah Heng walked into the compound again, her husband and children stood waiting under the night banyan tree.

He took his son by the hand and walked towards her.

Smiling, the summer red flowers fell on his shoulders. His eyes are bright and steady: "You are back, baby."

31-year-old husband.

Everything is not the slightest deviation.

A Heng raised his hand, and the plum diamond on his hand slowly blended with fragrance.

A long time later, she asked: "Yanxi, where did the purple plum seal originate?"

Yanxi said: "Oh, a jewelry store sent to the charity party. I heard it has been open for 20 or 30 years."

She hesitated: "Yanxi, did you meet a woman who asked you to eat McDonald's when you were a kid?"

Yanxi didn't care, and smiled: "Maybe. I can't remember people who lied to me."

Who remembers, someone whispered softly in his ear, well, we will always be together.

Then, disappeared without a trace.

Aheng nestled in his arms, closed his eyes slightly, and smiled at the corners of his lips.