The cold wind blew the curtains up, and Xin Weiyang shrank his neck again, though it was in vain.

You might have a fever. He thought with a wry smile.

At this moment, a quilt was gently placed on his body, and the chill was immediately isolated to another world.

He sat up and slapped his swollen face as fat: "I'm not cold." Take the quilt back, or you'll catch a cold tomorrow. ”

"No, it won't. Like you, if you put on your clothes and pants and then sleep, a quilt is enough. She gave him a blank look, "Frozen into a dog and dead, you are really an idiot in life." ”

He touched the soft quilt full of warmth, and didn't answer, which was a bit silly.

Yan Rushun ignored him and turned back to bed.

The two of them lay down in their clothes again.

In the darkness, he tilted his head to look at the blurred figure on the bed, and closed his eyes for a long time.

Naturally, I couldn't sleep well that night, so both of them had dark circles under their eyes in the morning.

Xin Weiyang's bones hurt even more, his joints stiffened, and the most uncomfortable thing was that he was a little stiff, so he had to hold his neck and slowly rotate, gasping in pain while turning.

When Yan Rushun saw it, he sighed, stretched out his hand and slapped his hand: "I'm stupid, I can't move my stiff neck." ”

The place where his hand was beaten was itchy and crispy, and he half-tilted his neck and asked, "What should I do then?"

Yan Rushun asked, "Does it hurt?"

He stiffened: "It's a little, it's not very painful." ”

"Let's get a hot compress. Is there a hot water bottle?"

"I don't know, probably not. ”

She flattened her mouth, and once again despised the idiocy of his life. But for everyone's sake, she decided to help him.

Then he put a pillow towel and boiling water brought by Xin's mother last night instead of a hot towel to compress his neck, and at the same time gently massaged his neck and shoulders.

Xin Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's much more comfortable." Subconsciously, I wanted to twist my neck again.

Yan Rushun snorted, and pulled him back to his place with his ears: "I told you, you can't move." ”

He took a breath with cracked teeth, his heart suddenly moved, and Fu Zhi's heart rushed out: "It still hurts, pinch it again." ”

Yan Rushun glared at him and said unceremoniously: "It will hurt even more if you move again." But he didn't pinch his shoulder, "My technique is not professional, so I won't pinch it more." ”

He furrowed his brows and shouted exaggeratedly: "Pinch it again, just take it." ”

Yan Rushun looked at him strangely: Why do you think this is a bit coquettish.

It shouldn't be possible!

She shook her head: It is impossible to pull down her face to do this kind of thing by being so cold, most of it is because she wants to do it.

The most embarrassing thing to do is to be amorous or something.

She was secretly vigilant, and patted him on the shoulder like a buddy, making him crack his teeth for a while: "There is a life center in the back of the neck, and it can't be messed up." Come out, I'll think of another way for you. ”

"What a way. ”

"Your stiff neck is not serious, just keep your neck warm and let it recover slowly. ”

"Keep warm?"

Do you still have to put a thermos around your neck?

Yan Rushun borrowed an uncle's dark scarf from his aunt and handed it to Xin Weiyang, but he bowed without thinking about it and poked his head out of her.

Aunt and Mother Xin were both watching with a smile on the side.

Yan Rushun was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, shook off the scarf and hung it for Xin Weiyang, and wrapped it around his neck.

He was hunched over half a head above hers.

The two of them were close at hand, and their snorts were entangled.

He gazed at her with great boldness, and could see that those clear eyes were full of his own shadow, and that the long eyelashes trembled slightly, like the treetops that wanted to be quiet in the early spring breeze of February.

For some reason, my heart suddenly fluttered, faster and faster, until it was pounding like a drum.

"Alright. Yan Rushun finished arranging the folds of the scarf, raised her eyes to look at him, and at this moment, her eyes were staggered, and the feelings in her phoenix eyes were suddenly naked in front of her eyes.

Her heart jumped, and she couldn't help but take a small step back in a panic.

"Be careful!" Xin Weiyang grabbed her hand.

She pursed her lips and glanced at her wrist quickly.

He quickly let go of his hand and explained with embarrassment: "Meimei was behind you just now, I was afraid that you would bump into it." ”

Liangliang ran over and asked badly, "Third Dad, if Sister Yan bumped Meimei just now, what would you do?"

Xin Weiyang bent down and said, "Then I'll apologize for her." ”

"Light apologizes?"

"And what else are you going to do?"

Liang Liangren said loudly: "I still have to be punished." ”

Xin Weiyang said: "Forget the punishment, Aunt Yan didn't mean it." ”

Liang Liang said: "I didn't mean to break the bowl, but Dad still has to punish me." ”

Aunt couldn't help but sneer on the side: "Liangliang, don't force your third father, where is he willing to punish you Sister Yan." ”

My aunt came up with breakfast and was also funny: "Yes, I came early in the morning to show my affection." ”

Bright and crisp mending knife: "Abuse dogs!"

Meimei stomped her heels and learned: "Abuse dogs!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The aunt was angry and funny, and gently pinched her son: "Where did you learn this word?"

Liang Liang protested dissatisfiedly: "Every time my cousin says that people show affection and abuse dogs, you don't scratch people's faces, why do you come to pick me, am I your own?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Xin Weiyang also laughed, subconsciously glanced sideways, and saw that Yan Rushun was also smiling like no one, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

With the bright gag, Yan Rushun has long calmed down.

She has also seen a lot of treacherous eye contact between men and women in the workplace.

Xin Weiyang's emotions at that moment, she didn't understand, but she decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

To be honest, he is a good man, but unfortunately he is not her ideal candidate for a child's father.

She doesn't want to waste time in vain, let alone hurt people's hearts, the best way is to stay away and bury it quietly.

After breakfast, it was getting dark.

Except for Old Man Xin and his aunt who was responsible for taking care of Old Man Xin, the whole family of the Xin family got in the car and went straight to the mountain gate.

At dawn, the drizzle fluttered one after another, wetting the mountain road, and everyone cautiously slowly climbed the stairs.

After all, it was still early, and the secluded and desolate mountains seemed a little deserted. As the mountain road goes up, the snow fades and the world becomes a beautiful solid color.

Liang Liang shouted at the empty valley, causing echoes to ripple. Meimei also screamed in the same strange voice, giggled happily when she heard the echo, and jumped up and down with Liangliang, very happy.

Uncle and aunt were anxious to chase people, shouting while chasing: "Slow down, slow down, the road is still slippery." ”

Yan Rushun stared at the two children intently, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

"You really like kids. Xin Weiyang asked suddenly.

"That's right!" Yan Rushun glanced at him and avoided it quietly, "I would like to personally verify what a certain educator said." ”

"What?"

"Every child is a genius. ”

The corners of his mouth turned slightly.

She wondered, "What are you laughing at? Is this funny?"

"No, I just didn't expect you to be so ambitious. ”

Yan Rushun said: "This is not an ambition. Mothers must carefully observe and experiment with their children every day, just like you do with your science, determine the direction of their children's cultivation in continuous exploration, and then work unremittingly towards the identified goals. You can't do it all over again in the field of motherhood, and you don't have a Nobel Prize, so there's no place for ambition here, you know?"

When she said these words, her whole body was radiant and shining.

Xin Weiyang was firmly attracted by her sparkling eyes, and couldn't take her eyes off at all, so she involuntarily asked down: "Then what is useful?"

"Love and wisdom. She put on an unfathomable look, "Do you know what love and wisdom are?"

Xin Weiyang shook his head.

"It's philosophy! So raising children is a highly philosophical science. ”

As a small undergraduate, she even had a day to teach her doctoral supervisor, and she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her.

Yan Rushun was startled, and his arm shrank and wanted to withdraw his hand, but unexpectedly, his feet slipped and he almost rolled to the bottom of the cliff.

"Slip carefully. Xin Weiyang came with an afterthought.

Get carried away!

She thanked him curtly, and just as she wanted to break free of his big palm, her feet slipped again.

She smiled wryly: probably because the sneakers had been worn for too long, the soles were worn out, and they were easy to slip. I really didn't expect to climb the mountain in the rain this time.

Xin Mu saw it clearly in the back and shouted: "Yang Yang, pull Shun Shun tighter." ”

Xin Weiyang held her hand firmly, and the heat was transmitted, as if it was a little hot.

Yan Rushun knew that she should keep her distance from him, but in this situation, it was really inappropriate, so she could only let him take her hand.

The mountains behind are getting steeper and steeper, and Yan Rushun's house is less active, and slowly it becomes difficult, panting heavily, and even having no strong heart.

Xin Weiyang has always maintained a steady pace, and his steady back makes people feel inexplicably reliable.

The sweat was greasy between the palms, and it was actually uncomfortable, but he always wrapped her hand firmly and never let go.

A certain emotion slowly surged up in Yan Rushun's heart lake, and he wanted to be quiet.

Although she has no experience in real love, she knows that she still has a good impression of Xin Weiyang. This kind of thing can deceive others, but you can't deceive yourself.

Just when she was out of breath, she stopped, inhaled deeply, stroked her chest and pressed the emotion hard.

After following Sister Yan for several years, the most important thing she learned was that people should always remember what they want and unswervingly follow their own path. Others, no matter what, can be put down.

He looked at her tenderly: "Tired?"

She slid her gaze away, looked at the winding road ahead, and shook her head firmly: "It's okay, let's go." ”

The group walked and rested, and finally arrived at the Laojun Pavilion at the top of the mountain two hours later.

In the fog, the tower looms, and the sound of the morning bell comes slowly, and Yan Rushun suddenly feels like entering a fairyland.

Everyone entered the pavilion to burn incense, but only Xin Weiyang stopped outside the door.

Yan Rushun asked him with his eyes, and he smiled and shook his head gently.

It turned out that he really didn't believe it, just to accompany his family.

Well, she's not a believer either.

Yan Rushun bowed to the statue of the old monarch, while thinking about the sentence that his mother often said, "I would rather believe in what I have, not believe in nothing", and sighed in my heart: In fact, many Chinese worship God, regardless of faith, just hope that the future they look forward to can be blessed.

A group of Taoists sang the music of the Taoist scriptures, and there was a hidden echo in the empty hall.

At the foot of the statue, worshippers prostrate and look reverent—at least for this moment, all are religious.

Yan Rushun followed the customs of the locals, and seriously buried his head on the ground: Li Laojun, please bless me to find a great child and his father.

It's easy to go up the hill and hard to go down.

Although it was hard to go up the mountain, Yan Rushun gritted her teeth and persevered, but when she went down the mountain, even if she was protected by Xin Weiyang, she had weak legs several times, and she sat on the mountain road with her butt and made her pants half wet.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there is no way to hire a slider.

Xin Weiyang took Yan Rushun down the mountain all the way, and neither of them had ever been so close to the opposite sex.

His heart rippled slightly.

Her heart also beat like a rabbit.

Xin's mother couldn't help but nag: "Shun Shun, you have to strengthen your exercise, otherwise it will easily affect your pregnancy." ”

Yan Rushun sobered up.

"That's what Auntie said. She gently but firmly pushed Xin Weiyang away.

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to the house, and everyone had eaten a big bowl of rice.

Yan Rushun originally wanted to urge Xin Weiyang to return to the city immediately, but he was very tired after taking a bath, so he couldn't take care of it, so he fell asleep.

Xin Weiyang saw her sleeping, gently took the door and went somewhere else.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark, and it was obviously not the time to go back to the city.

Yan Rushun sighed: It seems that Chinese New Year's Eve will have to deal with it again.

But what's going to happen tonight?

He had fallen asleep last night, and she couldn't help him sleep in a chair anymore.

Or let him?

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