Ten Years of Warm Words Chapter 1 Chapter 1 In 1998, when Aheng first met Yan hope, her eyes were almost stung by the sight. Before arriving in City B, knowledge of the city's prosperity was confined to the black box most treasured at home, accompanied by the unpredictable onslaught of
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Ah Heng smiled too.
She had just woken up, but fearing that Yan hope would feel embarrassed, she pretended to be asleep.
But right now, I'm really sleepy.
Finally, we reached the shore.
The mist over the lake gradually dissipated.
Chapter 14
Chapter 14
Following Yan hope's instructions, Aheng walked to the plum tree, which was quite awkward.
However, when you take something from someone, your legs naturally tend to go weak.
"Take two more steps forward, get a little further away from the tree." The boy held a black camera, squinting as he looked at the lens.
"Oh." Ah Heng sniffed and took two steps to the side.
"Take two more steps forward."
The tree trunk is winding and twisting, and the petals are delicate and pure.
Ah Heng looked at the plum tree next to him that had just bloomed, his face full of black lines, and took two steps forward.
She is making a silhouette against a tree.
Yan hope said, "How about you be my background model for the painting I gave you?"
She nodded and said, blushing nervously, thinking, "Oh my, I'm so pretty, I could be Yan hope's model."
Yan hope then said that you don't need to be nervous when you're just using the scenery as a background; just pretend to be a passerby.
oh.
"Take two more big steps forward," the boy commanded, camera in hand.
One big step, two big steps, Ah Heng counted as he stepped forward.
It's somewhat like the hopscotch game we played as kids.
"Keep going." The boy's voice was already quite far away.
She kept her head down and walked forward.
"Alright, alright, stop!" His voice, slightly thumped in the wind, was barely audible.
"Don't look back," he said.
"What did you say?" She turned around, looked back, and stared blankly at the boy's moving mouth in the distance.
The boy stood in the wind, with black hair, red lips, and a bright smile.
"Click," time freezes.
January 13, 1999.
Many years later, a photograph was displayed in the most inconspicuous corner of the exhibition hall. In the dusty glass display case, a simple and unadorned girl wore a gray coat and had black eyes, gazing at him with gentle focus.
She created a background in a luxurious and elegant color scheme for the entire room.
Many young photographers who came specifically to see this work lamented its failure upon seeing it.
Yan hope was a man of extraordinary talent, yet he left behind a work that is completely devoid of aesthetic appeal.
Yan hope was already old at that time.
He listened with a smile to the sincere advice of the younger generation, who wanted him to remove the flaw, but he simply shook his head.
"Why?" They were young, so they had plenty of time to ask why.
"The person she's looking at is me." Yan hope smiled, his features so aged that his past was unrecognizable. Only, his gaze had become deep and dim.
"I can deny the whole world, but I cannot deny myself."
"Do you want to go to Wushui?" Yan hope asked Aheng casually as Aheng was filling a mineral water bottle with water.
Being a model is tiring, especially for an ordinary passerby like her. The silhouette of plum blossoms, the silhouette of a paper umbrella, the silhouette of the sky, the silhouette of the dock…
Aheng was distracted, and when she came to her senses, she spat out a mouthful of water.
Yan hope narrowed her big, dark eyes and smiled—"You don't want to go?"
Ah Heng swallowed hard and cautiously asked the boy, "Can I go?"
Yan hope replied calmly, “Wen Heng, your Wen is indeed the Wen of the Wen family, but Heng is the Heng of the Yun family.”
No one had ever said such a thing to her before.
They dictate what clothes she wears and what kind of person she plays, but no one cares about her past or her future.
Ah Heng's eyes were a little moist as she gazed into the distance, looking somewhat wistful.
A pink blob gently blocked her view, and the boy lazily asked, "What can you see?"
She was speechless.
Yan hope smiled – “How will you understand if you don’t move forward?”
He didn't turn back, but kept walking forward, carrying a large travel bag, his back straight, like a true traveler, into the details of her life.
Sh
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