A Heartwarming Decade

Aheng knew that Sindayi had a pure temperament, and he certainly couldn't hide from Si Wan, so he quietly waited for Si Wan's question at home.

Today, before I find Yanxi, this matter is not over, it must not work.

The Lu family is a family friend of Wen, Yan, and Xin, and Grandpa Lu is also a man of outstanding military merit. However, in the early 1980s, he retired in a rush, grabbed his edge and sent his son to the mall. In the next 20 years, the business has grown, and a small part of the work has been in the business, but most of it is Lu Lao's face. All the parties took care of it, and the green light all the way, the business naturally has the capital to grow bigger, and even caused the Wen family's eye. In the past few years, after the Wen family’s equity participation, Lu's faintly gained momentum in some industries.

Lao Lu is a shrewd man, he never shows up in the family business, and he clearly distinguishes himself from his son and daughter-in-law. But the Chinese have been like this since ancient times. In recent years, when his son died of illness, Mr. Lu has become more and more simple. But this one daughter-in-law of the Communist Party of China, in any case, must be protected.

Although A Heng had just suppressed Lin Ruomei's arrogance, just as Lin Ruomei said, the Lu family might not be afraid of narrators. What's more, all she can rely on now is the Wen family.

However, even she can’t be sure. Grandpa doesn’t like Yanxi’s appearance before, and he will feel sorry for Yanxi when Grandpa Yan is not in the country...

Aheng closed his eyes, smiled bitterly, and gritted his teeth when he opened them again.

Don't blame her for her deep scheming, but this time, in any case, Rath smiled to dismount.

She couldn't speak softly, but Si Wan was different. He was the only son in the family, and he was the cusp of grandpa... As she was thinking, Si Wan had already gotten cold and opened the door.

"A Heng, what do you mean?" He held back, but there was a cold light in his eyes, "Where is Yanxi now, did you call the police?"

A Heng hasn't closed his eyes for two days and nights, his voice is a bit tired, but he energizes himself, and said indifferently: "I have asked Brother Tiger to look for it. I heard Dayi said that he didn't have much money in his hands, so people should pay back. In city B."

Si Wan became angry for a moment, and his chest continued to rise and fall: "A Heng, Yanxi treats you well! People have disappeared for two days, but you let some unreliable people find him, what do you think? ?"

Aheng kept silent, just looked at him.

Si Wan looked around, there was still a pot of tea on the table. Seeing that Ah Heng was calm and quiet, he snorted and laughed instead: "Did Grandpa give you the idea? Anyway. Hey's life and death have nothing to do with you."

A Heng lowered his head and smiled: "The relationship between Yanxi and you, and the relationship between Yanxi's grandfather and grandfather are laid out here. This is too much to say."

She sips "Yanxi", but when she hears Siwan's ears, she is extremely ironic, and she feels sad for Yanxi. At any rate, I have been holding it in my hand for a year. It is usually because of who said she has a serious word, saying that Xi has to roll up her sleeves and people desperately, now...

"Forget it, I know, Axi, I will find it myself, I won't bother you about this matter..." Si Wan looked sad, and said indifferently.

A Heng smiled and said, "In my opinion, don't look for it anymore. He will be killed by others when he comes back."

After a moment of thought, he smiled bitterly, "Wen Heng, Wen Heng, I underestimated you before, but I didn't expect that your heart was not grown in flesh."

Ah Heng stood up, sternly: "Am I wrong? Young Master Wen is eager to find his brother, but he doesn't mention who your brother was forced into the field today! Get him back. Come, make those murderers cheaper and hurt him again?"

Si Wan clenched his fist: "You all know?"

Aheng looked at him coldly: "Which one are you talking about? Did Lin Ruomei send someone to insult Yanxi or drive him mad? Is it because you know who the messenger is but still pretend to be ignorant, or follow your grandfather Mean to make friends with the Lu family?"

Si Wan's face was pale for an instant, and it took a long time to speak, and there was a faint blood in his throat: "I'm not sure, Aunt Lin is a bad person... She has always treated people very well... won't be so to Axi... …Axi said to me that he was drugged by others before he was..."

A Heng condensed his eyebrows, knowing that Yanxi had lied, but his heart was even more painful. However, her expression remained the same, her tone was calm, and her tone was calm: "Si Wan, now that you know, how do you plan?"

She looked at him, her tender eyes uncompromising.

Si Wan looked back at her, thought for a while, and felt a little sullen: "Wen Heng, since you have the same surname as my Wen, I also have a lot of difficulties you have."

Ah Heng laughed, a little sad: "My brother is someone else's brother, and his mother is someone else's mother. It is clear that he is under a fence in his own home, but he wants to protect some people but has to do all kinds of calculations. This, does Si Wan also have it?"

Si Wan couldn't believe it, fell silent, and murmured a little sadly: "I don't know, you would think this way... Your last name is Wen, the same as ours..."

"You are right, I'm out of control. Brother don't want to be like me." A Heng smiled, pressing down on the pain in his chest, nodding, "It's just that, now, I hold Lin Ruomei's handle, she definitely won't Let it go. I now ask you to help me. What did Wen Heng do in the future, and hope that you will mediate from it and let Grandpa open his eyes and close his eyes."

Thinking in a daze: "You are going to be with her..."

Aheng said gently: "If Grandpa is willing to help, she will die; if he refuses, the net will be broken."

When Aheng saw Yanxi, he was sitting in a secluded alley watching the sunset, wearing that gray sunflower scarf, quietly and well-behaved.

Huba looked at the young man with doubts in his heart: "A Heng, when I first found him, I talked to him, but he didn't respond. What's the matter, I got angry with my family and ran away from home?"

Ah Heng bowed to Tiger Ba: "What I said on the phone still counts. If Brother Hu Ba has any future assignments, A Heng will definitely do it."

Tiger Ba was surprised, but laughed: "You kid, you think so much in a mess! I'm not welcome to ask you for help in the future. You go and see Yanxi."

The bright colors around him were shining. The young man was sitting at the bottom of the steps, holding something in his hand, looking at the distance, a little dazed.

"Yanxi." She walked to his side and called his name softly, with a smile finally in her eyes. This is the time when she looks most like Wen Heng in these few days.

He didn't respond, almost static.

She squatted in front of him, looked at the clothes he was wearing, frowned and smiled: "Run outside without wearing a coat, cold or cold?" Her tone was like facing a playful child running away from home.

She reached out and shook his hand, Yanxi's fingertips were cold.

He slowly moved his gaze, the big hollow eyes stopped on her face for a few seconds, then slowly moved away, briefly focusing.

Aheng's eyebrows stiffened, and the volume was raised slightly: "Yanxi!"

His fingers moved, and what he was holding in his left hand seemed to tighten again.

Si Wan and Dayi arrived. A gang of people carried Yanxi into the car hurriedly.

A Heng stared at him, but his eyes stared at the sky blankly.

That color is very blue.

Dayi was sitting in the car with red eyes. From beginning to end, he only said one sentence: "Two years ago, he was like this."

Si Wan's face was very gloomy, and she held Yanxi's right hand and kept silent.

Like this...

Yanxi sat there with fair skin, dark and clear eyes, but not the usual sharpness. It's just very quiet, like a big doll in the window of a very high-end store.

Aheng looked at the direction of the car and asked Si Wan, "Where to go?"

Si Wan answered succinctly: "Hospital."

A Heng lowered his head, his eyes staying on Yan Xi's left hand. The slender knuckles, the curved posture, something tightly held, vaguely, something shiny iron.

A Heng remembered something, and hit his heart, the pain was so painful for a long time.

Tianwu General Hospital in City B is a well-known hospital for curing mental illnesses.

Aheng and Sindayi were blocked by Si Wan outside the hospital. He said, "Don't come in, here...you are not used to it." He is already used to it, and gently took Yanxi's hand step by step. Go away from them.

Xin Dayi was taken aback, looked back, saw the terrifying bloodshot eyes in A Heng, joking: "A Heng, did you do something bad in the middle of the night, your eyes are so red?"

A Heng rubbed his eyes and smiled: "Yes, I have done something bad. After thinking about it for two days and one night, I finally figured out how to toss you."

Dayi rubbed his messy hair, smiling not as bright as usual: "You said."

A Heng said gently: "How about you rush to a morning market tomorrow to help Yanxi buy ribs?"

Dayi said hoarsely: "That's it?"

"What else? For someone like you who likes to sleep in, it's already a great punishment."

The boy’s eyes were red again, his right hand wiped his eyes rudely, and he said, “Wen Heng, you don’t have to comfort me like that. I’m a brother, and I can’t help you with anything. Poured blood mold for eight lifetimes!"

A Heng sighed, "Dayi, there is nothing wrong with you."

Sindayi said dumbly: "A Heng, what are you pretending to be a young man? I feel more uncomfortable than anyone else, but I have to pretend to look like a small adult, which is really annoying!"

A Heng smiled, lowered his eyes, and whispered: "Dayi, I'm a little sleepy. Let's lie on your shoulders for a while, will you succeed?"

Dayi said helplessly, saying "you ah you", but he pressed A Heng's head to his shoulder and patted her on the head. Although the movements were rude, he took pity: "Wen Heng, I grow up so big. I haven't seen any woman yet, you are the first."

When Si Wan walked out with Yan Xi, his face was already pale.

"Si Wan, how about Yanxi?" Aheng asked him.

Yanxi stood aside, her eyes only focused on a fixed corner in the distance, silent.

Si Wan had no blood on his face, and smiled bitterly: "A Heng, I won't hide it from you, anyway... I can't hide it. Two years ago, Yanxi got sick for the first time, using psychological suggestion therapy, and the condition repeated. It took more than half a year to cure it. At that time, Dr. Zheng was Yanxi’s attending physician. He said that if Yanxi’s disease was committed a second time, it would be extremely difficult to have a cure if it was not cured by psychological hints."

"What is the disease of Yanxi?" Sindayi grabbed Si Wan by the collar, the patience between his brows and eyes had reached his limit.

Si Wan said blankly, "Hysteria."

Ah Heng remembered his former neighbor, Grandpa Huang, in Wushui Town. Because his son and grandson were in a car accident, he couldn't stand the shock and got hysteria. Every day, I was either crying, or sitting in front of the door, chanting my son's name. In the end, he hanged himself and was discovered by the neighbors a few days later.

When he was young, he passed by Grandpa Huang's house after school. He sat in front of the door, his eyes also dull and hollow.

There is no hope.

Ah Heng was immersed in the past, his heart was painful, and a burst of discomfort rolled from his stomach. She hasn't eaten for a long time, holding on to the telephone pole, and vomiting sour water.

"A Heng!" Si Wan wanted to help her, but A Heng pushed away his hand. She bent her back, because of the physiological reaction, a lot of tears accumulated in her eyes.

Si Wan frowned: "Why don't you eat well? Why don't you care for yourself so much?"

It took a long time for her to stand up straight. In Meng Zhu's tearful eyes, she only saw Yanxi standing there, not smiling.

"I can do nothing about this matter. I can't eat when I feel sad and fearful, and when I finally refresh my energy and look full of energy, I feel that eating is really unnecessary."

She rubbed the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, smiled and walked to Yanxi's side, gently tucked the scarf with her fingers, brought it to his chin, and said softly: "Yanxi, I'll take you home, OK?"

Yanxi tilted her head and looked at her. After a long while, she opened her hands, the square sign, faint trace: 09-68.

He took serious, dry lips and murmured softly, covering his chest, monosyllable, vague voice.

"Home, yes."