Ah Heng said, "No, if you give me a daughter, I'll buy you a BMW, how about that?"
Mary chuckled, "It's not that we don't have that function, it's that we don't."
Ah Heng sighed, "How old are you all? Can't you tell what's important and what's urgent? If you really have feelings for each other, then try to get Grandpa Xin's approval..."
Xin Dayi wiped away her tears, "You're so official, you have no compassion, Wen Heng. Believe it or not, if I said I liked a transvestite, my grandpa would throw a public grenade he secretly hid at me and kill me."
Ah Heng said I believe him. My grandpa also has a few. If all else fails, he's prepared to bomb Wen Siwan and his girlfriend.
Mary, enraged, threw a durian at Dayi, yelling, "You're the one who's a transvestite! No, I mean, a bestial being!!!" "No way! Break up! I'm not going to live with you anymore!" >-<
Xin Dayi said, "Okay, let's break up. Give me back my 20 million from the company."
Mary said, "Pah! Have you no shame? Is that your money? If anyone's going to pay it back, it'll be to Yanxi. Ah Heng, it's okay, I'll mention it a few more times and you'll get used to it. Yeah, it'll be to Yanxi, what does it have to do with you? Besides, these days, who can't live without whom? Even Ah Heng broke up with Yanxi. It's okay to be heartbroken, sweetie. Ah Heng, I'll drink with you. Hey, Xin Dayi, I'm not afraid of you!!!"
Aheng TOT.
Xin Dayi said, "Damn it, what kind of wife did I marry? How can she be so tactless? How can she mention Yan Xi in front of Aheng? Does she have no brain? Even if she did mention him, it would be one thing if she did, but she mentioned him twice! How can the child stand it when you keep mentioning Yan Xi? Even if she could stand it, can you keep mentioning Yan hope?!"
Ah Heng...
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So, one day, Xin Dayi apologized to Aheng by inviting him to a movie. The reason is obvious to the readers, so I won't go into it.
Speaking of which, the movie I watched was called "Identity." It's about a person with schizophrenia, even more amazing than Yan Longzi, who has a total of ten personalities. Moreover, all ten personalities can appear at the same time, fighting each other. In the end, the worst personality defeats the other nine personalities, which is a very awesome story.
So, I don't know if you can understand it, but my child definitely didn't understand it = =.
So the child kept munching on popcorn, while the two scoundrels beside him kept their heads down, making noises and doing shady things.
Finally, the child got angry. He had seen insincere people before, but never one this insincere. Inviting someone to the movies, did they expect a buy-one-get-one-free deal with a live-action male-male tongue kissing show?!
Grandma's.
Aunt Xin, you're such a jerk.
Chen Rousi, you bastard.
Finally, having drunk too much cola, I couldn't hold it in any longer and went to the toilet. On my way back, the road was too dark, and as I walked into the VIP area, I accidentally stepped on someone's foot, lost my balance, and fell on top of a member of the audience.
The person said, "Don't you have eyes?" The voice sounded very familiar.
Then, she tried to stand up, just as the movie ended and the crowd surged out.
He hesitated for three seconds, but then he held her tightly in his arms for a long, long time. In the empty, dark space, there was only noise.
There is no light, no truth.
The movie ends.
Chapter 94
Chapter 94
They've known each other for so long, and the sentence she remembers most clearly was...
Oh, right.
Let's break up.
He said, "Wen Heng, let's break up."
She said, "Okay."
Then, in just two years, she couldn't even remember those words anymore.
So, basically, the person who said that can be considered as if they never existed.
When Aheng walked out of the movie theater, she saw Xin and Chen, who had been looking for her.
Da Yi said, "Where did you go? You turned around and disappeared. We've been looking for you for ages."
Ah Heng chuckled and said, "I stepped on someone's foot just now, and that person stopped me from leaving. Then, when the movie theater turned on the lights, I was the only person in the entire studio. It was really eerie."
Da Yi suddenly remembered something and felt guilty. "I've heard that the whole movie theater is haunted. It might be true."
Chen Juan scoffed, "What the hell? Why don't you run away when you see me?"
Da Yi yelled "Damn it!" and kicked him. The two of them playfully wrestled and fought. Along the way, A Heng walked behind them without saying a word.
When they arrived at the garden, Aheng said, "I'm leaving tomorrow. Take good care of yourselves and don't cause any trouble."
She paused, then laughed. "It's not easy for the two of you to be together. What are you arguing about all the time?"
Chen Juan wanted to joke, saying that "beating is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love," but Wen Yan, the originator of the "beating is a sign of affection, scolding is a sign of love" trope, had already broken up with Wen Yan, so this sounded like a curse.
He glanced at Aheng, hesitated, and asked, "Aheng, have you found a boyfriend yet?"
Ah Heng sniffed; the May night was still a bit chilly. She said, "I've looked, but everyone loves Wen Heng, it's hard to choose."
Da Yi kicked at the pebbles under his feet, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "You're not young anymore, don't get too picky. If someone seems nice, just go for it. Um, looks... it doesn't matter, as long as they have good character and are sincere towards you..."
Having seen that kind of person, one can imagine that nine out of ten people in the world are ugly.
Chen Juan looked at Aheng's neck, where there was a red string with a pendant hidden in her clothes. He remembered something and asked her in a low voice, "Why aren't you wearing that purple plum blossom pendant? Don't you like it?"
Ah Heng was stunned. How did you know...?
Chen Juan said, "I was competing on the spot, how come I didn't know?"
Ah Heng, did Siwan ask you to attend the charity gala?
Chen Juan, oh, uh, um, it's Siwan.
She said, "That, three million, is too expensive. Wearing it out would only attract robbery."
Chen Juan felt awkward. Well, it was just a birthday present anyway.
The garden is mostly inhabited by the older generation. Their children have grown up and most of them have moved out. By eight o'clock, it becomes deserted, with few people around except for the streetlights.
Ah Heng passed by a house and said, "You can go back now, you don't need to see me off."
A banyan tree rustled softly, and the moss on the stone chessboard had grown much thicker.
Da Yi said, "Let's walk a little further. We're not home yet. You're a girl all alone late at night..."
She said, "Please."
Chen Juan fell silent, then pulled Da Yi and started walking back.
Ah Heng approached the white building, looked up, and everything was lifeless. In the moonlight, all that could be seen were shadows and thick curtains.
She pulled open the white fence, bent down, and reached out. The soil in the flowerbed was a bit hard; it must have been undisturbed for a long time. The seeds she had planted sprouted, growing stems that were solitary, thin, and barely alive.
The old gardener has probably forgotten about them too.
She picked up a shovel from the corner of the flowerbed and squatted down.
In spring, the surrounding weeds always grow unexpectedly lush, and pulling them out takes a lot of effort.
She kept her head down, very patiently, her hands covered in mud. In the moonlight, her back was hunched over, and from a distance, she looked like an elderly woman, with a humble and gentle demeanor.
The stem is fuzzy and covered with a layer of soft thorns. If you accidentally touch it, it will prick the back of your hand, causing a sharp, unexpected pain.
She squatted down, holding a small shovel, loosening the soil, but her thoughts drifted far away.
Wen Heng, I don't like you. Never have.
That person looked so serious.
She treated the soil with more care than she ever did.
That's all.
That day, before the New Year was over, he stood in front of her, with a sketch on a blank sheet of paper behind him.
I started working on this during the summer vacation, and after struggling for half a year, I finally managed to create this piece of evidence.
He named it the Shape of Happiness, and then, the Shape of Happiness was the silhouette of a man named Lu Liu.
then……
So, what is Aheng?
He said, "You saw it all, Wen Heng, let's break up. I don't like you."
Yes, never.
Ah Heng stood up. After a while, he felt a little dizzy. He put the small shovel down and picked up the plastic hose. He carefully watered the tall stem and the faintly emerging flower crowns.
Tidying up the flowerbeds was a troublesome task, and by the time I finished, it was already getting light.
She turned around and saw Siwan standing behind her, holding a flashlight that had been turned off. It seemed that he had come specifically to take her home.
He gave her time with complete autonomy.
Do you want to cry?
He opened the fence, walked to her side, saw the dirt on her hands, and spoke softly.
Ah Heng shook her head and asked, "Mom, did you make breakfast? I'm hungry. I have to take the train today."
Siwan looked at her quietly for a long time, then hugged Aheng in her arms and said, "Cry, it's hard not to cry."
Ah Heng smeared all the mud on her hands onto Si Wan's white shirt, then pushed him away and laughed.
She said, "Si'er said she's been washing all your clothes lately, and if you dare to get them dirty when you go back, she'll kill you, haha."
Siwan = =, that's why I don't love you. What kind of child is that? Even if you were thrown into a wolf's den, you could still grow up drinking wolf's milk. That kid has too much vitality.
Ah Heng looked up at the sky with her little face up. "You, Wen Siwan, let me tell you, I've seen through you a long time ago. Stop making excuses. Really, you..."
Siwan blushed slightly, stretched out her hand, her clean and slender fingers saying, "Are you leaving or not? You're just planting two weeds in someone else's yard, and you expect someone to show up and thank you, ex-girlfriend?"
Ah Heng TOT, why do I always feel like every one of you loves to poke at my wounds and doesn't even realize you're wrong?
Siwan scoffed, "If you're sad, then show a heartbroken expression first."
Ah Heng = =.
So, Mr. Wen, who told you that being sad doesn't necessarily mean having a heartbroken expression? Even if Miss Wen is calmly eating buns and drinking soy milk and suddenly clutches her chest and cries out in pain, that's still considered being sad.
real.