"The bright moon and the breeze fall slowly, and the three dead leaves are silent at dusk. ”

I don't know where the end of the world is, and the cape is green at dusk. ”

Zhao Yingran bit the pen in her mouth, thinking about something

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"The bright moon and the breeze fall slowly, and the three dead leaves are silent at dusk. ”

Wen Shaohua was lying on the sofa, with his hands behind his head, dangling one leg, thinking about these two poems, looking leisurely. Wen's father is busy with work all day long, and often goes home late, after all, the management of a group is not so easy, not to mention that he accounts for 51% of the shares of the group company, and is the largest shareholder of the entire company.

It's just that Wen Shaohua has considered these things at this time, he is only sixteen years old.

Many years later, when Wen Shaohua understood and deeply felt the pressure his father had undergone, he knew where his father's gray hair came from and how few memories of his father were.

There are very few memories of the father, but what about the mother?

Wen Shaohua's mother worked in the construction supervision team, and she was even busier than Wen's father, and she couldn't even go home for several months, staying in the construction site all day in front of the earth and sand, as well as the high-rise buildings and bridges that would be built in the future.

The task of the engineering supervision team is very heavy, and the construction place is always in **** - each city. So she has been to a lot of places, met more people, and spent more time with workers, but for her son, she spent far less time with those at work, and even less than her father;

Therefore, Wen Shaohua's memory of his mother is even rarer, but when he grew up and began to remember, his mother occasionally came home to take care of him, and when he saw that beautiful face and his mother's smile, he was always reluctant to let her go.

When he grew up, Wen Shaohua's personality was a little cold, he seemed lawless at school, and when he returned home, he was silent, and he could only see the smile on his face when he went to play games with Feng Que and Yuan Tian from time to time.

Wen Shaohua looked at the ceiling, muttering something in his mouth, wondering what to do at night, do you want to go to a movie?

At this time, an elderly woman came in from the door, she bent her waist and asked with a smile, "Shaohua, it's time to eat!"

Wen Shaohua turned his head to look at her, and said angrily: "Aunt Mei, I said that I won't eat." ”

Aunt Mei pretended to be angry and said, "How can I do if I don't eat? I am growing my body, and my nutrition must keep up!"

Wen Shaohua sighed, sat up and said, "Aunt Mei, I really don't want to eat!"

Aunt Mei sighed, shook her head again, and said, "Hey, I'm old, and what I said is useless." As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes, looking very sad.

Seeing this, Wen Shaohua sighed deeply and said, "Eat, I'll eat." ”

Aunt Mei said solemnly, "Okay! I'll serve you dinner." ”

Wen Shaohua shook his head helplessly.

Aunt Mei can be said to be Wen Shaohua's closest person, she watched Wen Shaohua grow up - she worked in the Wen family for about 20 years, from a nanny to a housekeeper, she doesn't know what kind of temper Wen Shaohua has?

After serving the rice, she said to Wen Shaohua again: "Although you like to eat sweets, there is too much sugar in the sweet and sour tenderloin, which is not good for your health, so I will put less sugar for you." ”

Wen Shaohua looked at the almost white sweet and sour tenderloin with a crying face, looked at Aunt Mei and said, "How can you eat this?

Aunt Mei said solemnly: "Of course, it may taste bad, but it is good for the body and teeth, so you have to eat like this." ”

Wen Shaohua sandwiched a piece of meat, ate it in his mouth, was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Sure enough, it still has a good memory." ”

Aunt Mei didn't know why she had to look at him, thinking to herself what are you talking about?

Wen Shaohua smiled slightly: "Aunt Mei, you don't understand. ”

When Aunt Mei heard this, she got angry and said, "You little brat, I live at such an age, what don't you understand?

Wen Shaohua hurriedly grabbed her arm and said, "Don't worry, don't you just tell you." ”

Aunt Mei's face softened.

Wen Shaohua continued: "I'll give you an example, for example, the sweet and sour tenderloin I first took my first bite was the kind you make now, then for me later, this taste will become a memory in my mind, and the sweet and sour tenderloin I thought in my mind is this taste, and it is also the best taste, and I will eat other sweet and sour tenderloin in the future, no matter how delicious it is, it always feels a little worse than the sweet and sour tenderloin that I will never forget in my mind." That's how memories are always good. ”

Aunt Mei suddenly realized: "I see, are you thinking about that little girl named Zhao Yingran?"

Wen Shaohua was stunned for a moment, looking at Aunt Mei and not knowing what to say.

"I'm sixteen years old, and I'm married at that time, and there's nothing wrong with you thinking about these feelings now, but you can't delay your studies, understand?" Aunt Mei said earnestly.

Wen Shaohua thought to herself, what is this? was about to refute two sentences, but Aunt Mei continued: "Children are easy to be shy, don't deny it, I'm all from here, I don't know anything? When I cleaned your room, I saw those photos under your pillow from a few years ago, and now you are still pressed under your pillow, can't I see it?" Aunt Mei said with a look that I know everything in the world.

It's strange that Wen Shaohua didn't refute anything when he heard this.

Aunt Mei continued: "That girl is Lao Zhao's daughter, although we have been moving for a long time, but we can always get in touch, right? It stands to reason that according to your temperament, you should ask which school she is, isn't it? Why haven't I seen you move?"

If Feng Que and Yuan Tian were here at this time, or even everyone who knew Wen Shaohua was here, they would never believe that this person's face was actually red.

Yes, Wen Shaohua blushed, and said hesitantly: "I've seen it." ”

Aunt Mei saw him and asked, "It stands to reason that you are the same age, and now you are both in high school, did she also go to Yanhai No. 1 Middle School?"

Wen Shaohua looked at Aunt Mei and said in disbelief, "Aunt Mei, how can you guess?"

Aunt Mei did not answer his question, and continued to take care of herself: "Young man, don't miss out on something beautiful because of some shy thoughts, according to your nature, you will definitely pretend not to know her when you see her, but you pay attention to her. If that girl pretends not to know you, then you must be bullying her again. ”

Wen Shaohua jumped up and shouted, "Aunt Mei, you, how do you know everything?"

Aunt Mei saw Wen Shaohua's appearance and said with a smile: "You are so obvious, I can't see it?"

Wen Shaohua's face was slightly red, looking at his appearance, he thought to himself, and then thought of Feng Que and Yuan Tian, thinking that they wouldn't also see what they knew about Zhao Yingran, right?