waiting for the flowers to bloom

It has been more than a year since he left home. Song Fanfan was busy with exams and papers and didn't dare to go back. He finally had time to relax after another Christmas. He couldn't wait to go home.

Because it was a holiday, Tong Puhao also had a 3-week vacation, and the two arrived home one after the other.

Since the two sons of the family went to study abroad, the holiday that Weng Ling was looking forward to changed from Spring Festival to Christmas. Although they are not on holiday, the children are back at this time, a rare time for reunion.

After dinner that day, Weng Lingshen mysteriously pulled Song Fanfan into the house, and closed the door cautiously.

"Mom? What's the matter?"

"Has Sui Dong contacted you?"

"Sui Dong?" The name sounded so familiar yet so far away, "I haven't contacted him since I changed the number, what's wrong?"

"You and Haohao just left last year, maybe a week, and one afternoon when I came back, I saw Sui Dong leaning against the elevator entrance, saying that he wanted to see you."

"Why did he come? Did he regret what happened to Xiaohui?"

"I didn't ask him, and I didn't even want to talk about it. I pretended I didn't hear it and left. But I don't know what this kid wants to do. I've come here several times. I wonder if he still has thoughts about you?"

"How is it possible? You will know what happened at that time later. The person Xiaohui hurt at that time was the one he liked. At the beginning, he and I..."

"Anyway, that kind of person is not worthy of your sadness, so don't take it to heart. Your father and I are mainly afraid that you will be unable to think about it because it will affect you for the rest of your life."

Weng Ling didn't say it clearly, but Song Fanfan knew what she was referring to.

He was silent for a moment.He felt that he didn't care about that matter anymore, but he had to be vaccinated against rabies after being bitten by a dog. Song Fanfan didn't want to be pretentious about his and Sui Dong's shit, but even if he was a man, he still wanted to be with the person he liked. affectionate.

If forced... how can I not respond in my heart.

"Fanfan?" Weng Ling looked at him in a daze, "What's wrong? Are you still tired?"

"No, I just remembered something else."

"What else do I ask you? I almost forgot again. Didn't you say that your feet still hurt last time? Did you apply the medicinal wine I sent you? Did it work?"

Song Fanfan's feet have never been completely better.

If he didn't have the experience of running away in the hands of a gangster, maybe there would be no problem after a while, but Song Fanfan's strenuous exercise directly caused the soft tissue in the ankle to be injured again, and he ran too hard. , and some slight misalignment of the ankle bones.

Fortunately, the bones were straightened later, but until Song Fanfan went to England, his feet still couldn't use force, that is, he couldn't exercise vigorously, otherwise his ankle would have a pain like a bone drilling, and sometimes he could even feel it when he was walking. , but he thought it was an old problem, and he would apply ointment every day, so he didn't take it seriously.

"It's okay, this has to be done slowly."

"If the pain is still severe, you must go to the hospital. Don't hold back, huh?"

"It's okay, it's the same if I went to the hospital. I also saw a doctor in England, and they told me to rest more."

"It's been procrastinating for almost two years, and the time is too long. You have to take care of your own body. Don't wait until you get older, it will be too late."

"Well, don't worry, I know it well."

"Hey! You child..." Weng Ling wanted to say something, but stopped, and changed the subject, "Didn't you meet the right person abroad?"

"I don't have that thought yet... I just got into my Ph.D., and I don't know what to do when the time comes. I'm probably quite busy."

"This mother knows, but look, you are 23 this year. After the new year, you will be 24. How many years do you think it will take you to get a Ph. You definitely don’t pay attention, and it will be too late if you look for it again.”

Song Fanfan knew that what Weng Ling said was reasonable, but for feelings, he probably didn't have the guts to try it again.

But that is not a necessity for him, but it makes him feel cumbersome and apprehensive. Instead of that, he prefers to be alone, without worrying about anyone, and without worrying about anyone, which is good.

At this time, Tong Wei opened the door and walked in. Seeing this, Song Fanfan knew that the two of them must have discussed it to persuade him.Although I don't really want to talk about this topic, but the family finally had this opportunity to sit and chat together, and Song Fanfan was willing to talk with them.

"Dad, Haohao went out again?"

"Well, the classmate called to go out to play, and I probably won't come back today."

"This child can't stay here for a few days, and he runs out all day, so he can't stay at home at all." Weng Ling complained.

"Young people, it's a good thing to love to play, as long as you don't delay the business."

"Fanfan, what your dad and I mean is, can you find another person to talk to again, whether it works or not, first look around! Don't people talk about it, if you don't start over, it will be difficult to get out of the previous relationship."

"You don't have to worry about me, I've already walked out, it's fine."

Tong Wei and Weng Ling glanced at each other and understood each other's meaning, Tong Wei said: "That's the best, we've been worried about you getting into a dead end. It's best if you can figure it out."

"Fanfan, Mom asks you something."

"what happened?"

"Are you... really can't accept girls?"

"I……"

Song Fanfan didn't know how to answer. Before Sui Dong, he had never been in love with any girl. Before he had time to really get in touch with women, Sui Dong was born and caught him off guard.

He also had different feelings towards girls during adolescence, but he felt that it was not love, at best it was curiosity about the opposite sex.

"I don't know either. I haven't had much contact with girls. I find it troublesome."

"What's the trouble? It's because you have too few contacts that you follow Sui Dong's way. Let's learn from it. You should make more friends now. Maybe someday you will find someone you like. Already?" Weng Ling concluded, and finally, she finally revealed the crux of the matter: "Do you still remember your Aunt Xiao Jiang?"

"Well...it's that old house that lives on the first floor with us."

"That's right, that's the auntie. Her cousin has a daughter who just graduated this year and is one year younger than you. She studied at Yijiang Normal University. I heard that she is looking for a job teaching geography at Yijiang No. [-] Middle School. The salary should be good. After all, she is a girl. high school teacher."

"I've seen the photos, and she looks very pretty. I heard from your aunt Xiaojiang that the girl is also a kind of well-behaved and quiet person. Mom thinks it suits you. You just came back for a few days and you have nothing to do. How about you and Let’s meet each other’s girls first, let’s talk about whether it’s successful or not, it’s okay to just make friends, huh?”

Song Fanfan doesn't like going out to socialize at all. Rather than going out to meet more people, he prefers to stay at home alone, reading and writing. It's really boring. He even wants to study recipes at home rather than go out.

"Mom, I really don't have much of a mind right now. Besides, I won't be here long after I come back. The UK must be very busy, so I can't take care of this side."

"It's okay, I told your aunt all about it, just meet up, have a meal or something, it's not that you have to have any results, it's okay to be friends."

Looking at Weng Ling and Tong Wei's expectant eyes, Song Fanfan had to bite the bullet and agree.

After all, Tong Wei still knew Song Fanfan. He patted Song Fanfan on the shoulder, "Don't force yourself too much. We mainly hope that you can get in touch with more people. It will be good for you. If you don't like it, you don't have to. I forced myself to get in touch."

"Yeah." Song Fanfan nodded lightly.

With Song Fanfan's consent, Weng Ling quickly gave the other party the news, and it turned out that the meeting time was set on Christmas Eve. Looking at the calendar, there were not a few days left.