He knelt at the corner of her bed, gently cupped her fair fingers, and kissed them with his warm lips.
He said, "Aheng, I'm hungry."
Chapter 104
Chapter 104
Ah Heng is figuring out how to spend her 300 euros a month. Should she eat ribs twice a day, once a day, or not eat ribs at all? If she eats ribs twice a day, she'll run out of new clothes, snacks, and coffee; if she eats ribs once a day, she'll run out of new clothes; if she doesn't eat ribs at all, Yan hope will be gone, and she'll starve to death = =.
She was furiously calculating her expenses in her notebook, then threw whatever she could grab at the shadowy figure behind her—you spendthrift! Your credit cards are frozen, fine, but you were counting on selling the Ferrari for money, and you even dared to wreck it! TOT
I remember that day, the two of them stared at each other blankly. Ah Heng eagerly asked Yan Xi where the car was. This guy, after hesitating for a long time, finally said one sentence: "Ahem, money is just an external thing. The important thing is, I'm here! Ah Heng, look at me! Me, me! It's your most beloved Yan Xi!"
Pshaw, who loves you the most? Enough nonsense, where's the car?
I smashed into a giant garbage disposal plant = =.
Ah Heng coughed up blood, pinched his ear, and said, "What use are you? What use are you?"
Yan hope smiled and said, "I'm good-looking ^_^."
Ah Heng's eyes stung a little as she gazed at the simmering pork rib soup in the corner of the small house. Turning her gaze, her eyes softened, revealing her neat, white teeth. She gently patted his cheek and smiled slightly. Yes, he was really handsome.
Yan Xi suffered a comminuted fracture of his left femur, which was internally fixed with steel pins. He has been trying to walk, which has taken a lot of effort, but his progress is still extremely slow.
When Yan hope came, Da Yi and Sun Peng had prepared money, but Yan hope always had principles. Even if he was a kept man, he would never accept any other kind of kept man than the one fed by A Heng, so he generously declined.
When Ah Heng heard this, she wanted to strangle him even more.
She said, "I'll go to work. You can wander around in the morning as you like. In the afternoon, you can practice walking at home. I'll call the landlady at four o'clock sharp. If you dare to slack off, you won't be allowed to eat dinner."
Yan Xi, head down, sipped his pork rib soup, tears streaming down his face, reminiscing. TOT
Ah Heng, pushing her bicycle and wearing a white coat, waved to him through the fog. He looked out the window, his eyes crinkling, and said goodbye. It was just like the scene when he said goodbye to Yan Xi when he went to Vienna many years ago. Only, Ah Heng had lost her youthful naiveté, and Yan hope had lost her bright and radiant appearance.
However, the way they saw each other was no longer as touching as it was at this moment.
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Wearing white gloves, Ah Heng was in the research institute holding a test tube, performing the same steps she had done countless times at school, adding some ground iodine. Edward, who was in his office, suddenly pushed open the glass door of the laboratory, strode in, threw a handwritten paper in front of Ah Heng, and sneered incredulously, "Wenny, with a paper of this quality, you still expect to get it published?"
Ah Heng was stunned. This was the paper she had just submitted. If Edward approved it, she could publish it on her own.
This manuscript took about two or three months to prepare. It had been circulated to Mr. Li electronically beforehand. There were no problems with the grammar. As for the content, after reading it, Mr. Li simply smiled and said, "The fledgling has finally left the nest. Very good."
She picked up the manuscript, frowned, and said, "Edward, is something wrong?"
Edward put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, glanced at her experimental progress, suppressed his anger, and said, "Come to my office with me."
Ah Heng disliked Edward's office; it was always filled with the smell of women's perfume. She already had rhinitis, and every time she went there, she had an allergic reaction. So, she placed the test tube on the clamp, smiled, and said—"It's better to say it here."
Edward squinted, his eyes narrow and long, his golden hair standing out starkly in the shadows of the laboratory—"Wenny, do you have any complaints about my office?"
Ah Heng smiled, still wearing her medical mask, and went straight to his office with him.
As soon as Ah Heng stepped inside, the scent of perfume wafted over her. This time, it must be Guerlain from Dr. Anna in the ENT research lab next door.
Damn it, they didn't even use a mask = =.
She sneezed and said, "Go ahead and say it, Edward."
Edward crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at her. After a while, seeing her sneezing incessantly, he opened the window, poured a glass of water, handed it to her, and spoke—Wenny, in your paper, you predicted all the steps of my experimental group's experiment, and even made the presumptuous assertion that in the end, I, along with that damned you, would definitely fail, right?
Ah Heng took a sip of water to catch her breath and said, "Yes, I wrote down every step clearly."
Edward smirked – Woman, do you know how much our experimental group's total investment has amounted to?
Ah Heng shook his head and said slowly, "I don't know, but this is the conclusion I've drawn from my recent experiments. All I know is that Edward, you're wasting everyone's time doing something that will lead you into Goldbach's Conjecture."
Edward stared at her with deep blue eyes for a long time before uttering a few words: "Eighty million."
Ah Heng said slowly, "So, it's not too late to give up now and apply for other projects."
Edward gritted his teeth and said, "You're denying the research I've done over three years. Don't you think you're ridiculous, based on just a few months of your own experiments?"
Ah Heng removed the mask from his ear and smiled faintly—if my thesis is correct, the next step, three days later, will be to observe the adverse effects of the experiment. Let's take a look.
Edward stared at her for a long time, his eyes sharp, but he didn't say anything.
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When Aheng returned home, Yanxi was drawing in the narrow alley in front of the house. Yisu was squatting beside him, her big eyes intently looking at the drawing paper. The two of them spoke Chinese and French, and although they couldn't understand each other, they got along very well.
When Isu saw her, he cheered and ran to her side. He gestured and said, "Wenny, the master thief is a very amazing person; he can draw Sherlock Holmes."
Ys loves to call Yanxi the Great Thief, because he thinks being a thief is a very cool profession.
Yan hope smiled, his eyelashes shimmering golden in the sunset. He held the drawing paper high with both hands, depicting a lifelike Sherlock Holmes wearing a trench coat and smoking a pipe.
Ah Heng pushed the cart closer and smiled; it was just like him.
Then, she reached out and gently pulled Yan hope up from the small stool, saying, "Did you eat on time today? I asked Yi Su's mother to heat up some pork rib soup for you."
Yan hope nodded and said, "Aheng, you put in too much pepper! It's choking me!"
Ah Heng frowned and said, "You're talking nonsense again. The clear soup I made only had salt and other ingredients; I didn't put anything else in it."
Yan hope gently stroked her eyebrows with his thin hand. His fingertips were slightly cool. He said, "Who taught you to frown like that? It looks awful."
Isu understood Yan hope's gesture and nodded emphatically.
Ah Heng smiled helplessly, her brows furrowing. "You guys are so annoying, so incredibly annoying."
They spoke in French and Chinese in turn, and both Yi Su and Yan hope smiled, their teeth white, like two children.
To save on rent, Aheng had Yanxi cancel her lease and move in with her. Yanxi had always had a bad habit when sleeping: she loved kicking off the covers, getting tangled in them, and twisting them into a pretzel shape.
Afraid that his legs would get cold, Ah Heng slept in the same bed with him at night, with her sleeping on the outer side and covering him with the blanket.
Yan hope was shy and embarrassed, saying that I usually sleep naked ^_^
Ah Heng, cough, from today onwards, I'll learn to wear pajamas = =.
Before midnight, he was relatively well-behaved because he wasn't in a deep sleep. But after midnight, good heavens, he was in big trouble. Despite being half disabled, his legs were still so arrogant, pressing down on Ah Heng and getting kicked to pieces.
Ah Heng was speechless. She gently helped him put it down, but in less than three seconds, he was back on his tiptoes.
After repeating this countless times, I got angry, got up, and piled both blankets on top of Yan hope. Then, I turned on the desk lamp and started writing my thesis.
At 2:30 a.m., Yan hope woke up needing to urinate. She had drunk too much milk before bed; it was fresh milk, but it didn't taste like chocolate. Yan hope was extremely frustrated, but under the intense pressure of A Heng's gaze, she didn't leave a single drop.
He got up and found the bedside lamp was on, and Ah Heng was asleep with her chin resting on her hand and her neck tilted to the side.
Yan hope rubbed his eyes, supported his left leg with his hand, and moved to the desk.
He nudged Aheng, who slumped onto the desk, her long hair disheveled and her mouth slightly open.
Yan hope laughed, "How did you end up sleeping like this?"
His legs couldn't support Aheng's weight; lifting Aheng was something only a healthy Yanxi could do.
Yan hope moved another stool and sat down next to Aheng, smiling as he picked up his paintbrush.
When Aheng woke up, the first thing she saw was a magnified image of Yan hope's face. Yan hope was lying on the table, drooling profusely.
Poke, poke, hey, wake up.
Yan hope shrank back, a smile appearing on his lips, seemingly lost in a dream.
Ah Heng blushed, "Oh my, so cute!"
She turned around and went out to get water to wash up.
The plump landlady was leading Yisu in morning exercises in the yard. When she saw Aheng, her mouth first opened into an "o" shape, and then she burst into laughter.
Wenny, is this what you wanted? Well done!
Wenny, is that a Chinese alphabet? So cool!
Ah Heng was stunned and asked what was wrong.
Looking down at the clear water in the basin, his face turned blue after three seconds.
In the shimmering reflection in the water, on Aheng's lips were words written clearly and proudly by Yan Xi with a thick charcoal pencil.
hope.
The "Xi" in "Yan Xi".
He imprinted his name on her lips.
Ah Heng was both amused and exasperated. Frustrated, she put her palm in the water, wanting to wash it off, but then hesitated, reluctant to let go. After a long while, she finally looked up, giving a somewhat embarrassed, silly laugh. "Landlady, do you know where I can buy face masks the nearest place? My medical masks are in the lab..."
Then, a silly girl wore a mask for three whole days. When her colleagues asked her what was wrong, she said she had caught a cold. Cough cough, um, it's all Edward's fault, the office smelled so bad. Cough cough.
Edward's colleagues were all sympathetic. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Wen Heng, how many days has it been since you washed your face? Our lab is a sterile lab. Get out here and wash your face!"
Ah Heng TOT, thinking to herself, "My man finally gave me something, how could he be so cruel? Bad guy, Edward, bullying Asian children, I curse you to die..."
Yan hope found a job at the church, painting murals for them. The community official helped him find the job at Yi Su's mother's request.
The job required standing for long periods of time, and Ah Heng was reluctant to let him go because of his legs. Yi Su volunteered, saying he would keep a close eye on the thief and make sure he got enough rest. Yan Xi wiped away his tears pitifully and said that in other families, the men support their women. Ah Heng, what a manly man I am!
Ah Heng = =, give me a break. You? Has that kind of thing ever existed? In front of me, she never stops acting cute.
Later, Yan Su thought about it and realized that men are generally quite mindful of this, so he let him go, instructing Yi Su to come along, just to let him have a walk and relax.
After Yanxi went to paint the mural, he was much happier. He earned two euros an hour, enough to buy a red bean cake for both Yisu and Aheng. The cake was so sweet it was sickening, but Aheng really liked it.
Isu didn't seem too happy, always pouting angrily—"Great thief, I don't like this, I like bananas, I like eating bananas!"
Yan hope used a brush to brush two whiskers on the little guy, smiled, and spoke to him in broken, newly learned legal terms about wages, etc.
If he paints well, he will eventually receive a large sum of money, a percentage of which is taken from the money that the gentlemen donate to the church.
When Yan hope speaks French, Aheng treats it like listening to Ma Sanli's crosstalk, often laughing uncontrollably in bed.
It was even worse than when she was learning the Beijing dialect. She couldn't distinguish subject from verb, and her grammar was inverted.
For example, I go to eat pork ribs. I rarely say "eat pork ribs," but...
She taught him how to greet people: "Hello...?"
Yan hope often takes off his earplugs before going to sleep, so he can't hear any outside sounds. He wears a loose blue pajama set (made for him by Aheng at the market to save money), sits cross-legged on the bed, and can only see Aheng's lips.