Zhao Xiurong set her eyes on Zhengji behind Zheng Xueping, and when she saw Zhengji's appearance, she was stunned, opened her mouth a little incredibly, and looked at Zhengji in a daze, she suspected that her eyes were hallucinating.

Zhao Zhenyu also found out that something was wrong with his daughter, and looked at Zhengji in his daughter's sight with some curiosity, and was about to speak, but his daughter came out with a hint of excitement: "You, are you Zhengji?" After speaking, he looked at Zhengji expectantly, waiting for his answer.

Zheng Xueping glanced at his son, and he already knew in his heart that his son seemed to be recognized.

"Zhengji?", Zhao Zhenyu muttered the name in his mouth, feeling a little familiar.

"Hello, I'm Masaki, it's nice to meet you", Masaki stood up, his slender figure standing tall in the sunset.

Zhao Xiurong heard the answer of this dream, her heart was like a bubble and fluttered gently, in her eyes, Zhengji seemed to have the figure of the light in the golden fog of the sunset, there was a faint flow of light on her body, she liked to listen to the song the most and sat in the no-man's corner of the playground to watch the clouds rise and fall quietly, and her favorite song to listen to was sung by Zhengji, the classmates around her recently all talked about Zhengji, and the figure of Zhengji also quietly took root in the heart of this fifteen-year-old girl, she heard that Zhengji is from Xincheng, her biggest hope is to meet Zhengji one day, she paid attention to all the news of Zhengji, and heard that Zhengji is back, She also went to the second middle school to have a political discipline, but without exception they were disappointed, and now the political discipline is standing in front of her alive, which makes her feel illusory after her dream comes true.

"What, Xiao Rong, do you know Xiao Zheng?" Zhao Zhenyu asked curiously looking at his daughter who was in a daze.

Zhao Xiurong woke up from the surprise when she heard her father's voice, and said with a red face: "I've seen him, but not in life, but on TV."

"Oh, on TV?" Zhao Zhenyu glanced at Zhengji curiously.

"He is my favorite singer, and many people in our class like the songs he sings", Zhao Xiurong happily explained, looking at Zhengji motionlessly with a pair of beautiful eyes, if it weren't for so many people present, she would have run to Zhengji's side a long time ago.

"Singer?" Zhao Zhenyu thought about it for a while, but he didn't have any impression, he wasn't interested in singing, so he hadn't heard of Zhengji.

"That's right, Zhengji is popular now, the songs he sings are so good, my classmates like to sing them, but it's a pity that you haven't heard it, Dad", Zhao Xiurong looked excited.

"Oh, that's it, then I'll definitely listen to the good work of Zhengxian's nephew when I have time," Zhao Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Uncle Zhao has won the award", Zhengji said modestly.

Under the laurel tree in the courtyard, the sunset sprinkled among the trees, through the branches of the tree on the face of Zhengji cast mottled spots of light, ten minutes ago, he was dragged out by Zhao Xiurong, the girl in front of him chattered happily, he responded from time to time with a sentence or two.

"Brother Zheng, why did you come to my house?" Zhao Xiurong asked with an innocent face, and as he spoke, he hugged Zhengji's arm and pressed it tightly against his arm.

Zhengji felt the girl's delicate skin, felt the pressure of the little girl's chest that had begun to take shape on the arm, and quietly pulled the arm out of Zhao Xiurong's arms, pulled away a little distance, pretended not to see the little girl's disappointed eyes and said: "I saw that your family sold the courtyard, and it happened that I also had plans to buy a house, so I wanted to buy it." ”

"That's it, it's a pity, my family will move away in a few days, and I won't be able to live in the same city with Brother Zheng in the future, I'm so reluctant to leave here", Zhao Xiurong sighed, looking at her own courtyard with a trace of reluctance and nostalgia, thinking that in a few days this courtyard will no longer belong to herself, Zhao Xiurong felt a little uncomfortable, but when she thought that her favorite idol would live in the place where she lived, her heart felt a lot better.

"Brother Zheng, can you tell me your mobile phone number? I want to be here in the future, and I can call you, Brother Zheng, do you know? This laurel tree is beautiful when it blooms, by the way, I still have a photo of me under the laurel tree in my room, do you want to go and see Brother Zhengji?" Zhao Xiurong looked at Zhengji with an expectant look and said.

Seeing her eyes, Masaki nodded, and walked with her to a small room on the side of the courtyard amid Zhao Xiurong's cheers.

As soon as she entered the room, Zhao Xiurong couldn't wait to take out the photo album from the desk, took out one of the photos, and handed it to Zhengji with a red face, Zhengji looked at the photo in his hand, a slim girl stood under the laurel tree, and the tender yellow petals fell on the girl's side with the wind, reflecting the girl's bright and bright smile, as beautiful as a fairy tale.

"It's so beautiful," Masaki couldn't help but praise.

Zhao Xiurong heard Zhengji's praise, his face became more and more red, he glanced at Zhengji, and said with some hesitation: "Brother Zheng, every year the laurel tree blooms, our whole family has to take a photo under the tree, from childhood to adulthood, I take it every year, but next year's laurel tree blooming may not be seen, I hope you can promise me one thing."

"You said, if I could, I would try to promise you," Masaki said.

"For Brother Zheng, you are just a gesture, I hope that next year when the laurel tree blooms, Brother Zheng can take a photo under the tree, instead of me to continue this habit, if possible, you will mail me a copy of the photo, I want this memory to never fade", thinking that he may not have the opportunity to take a photo with the laurel tree again, Zhao Xiurong's heart was sour.

"What's so difficult about this, don't worry, I will send you a photo of the laurel tree every year in the future"

"No, it's not just the laurel tree, you also have to be in the photo, Brother Zheng"

"Okay, I promise you", Masaki said with a smile and touching her little head.

Feeling the close contact between Zhengji's hand and himself, Zhao Xiurong's heart rippled.

The moonlight is getting thicker, a bend of the moon hangs in the sky, but it is enough to light up the small courtyard slightly, Zhengji and several people sit around the table in the courtyard, push the cup to change the lamp, raise a glass to invite the moon, quite the style of the ancients, Zheng Xueping is even more and Zhao Zhenyu you drink a cup of me, from time to time wear a burst of laughter, and Zhengji will drive for a while, so just take a sip, Zhao Xiurong on the side chattered and asked Zhengji non-stop, Zhengji also smiled slightly and answered one by one.

Time passed little by little unconsciously, after three rounds of drinking, Zheng Xueping was already slightly drunk, and his speech was a little unfavorable.

"Brother Zheng, you have a good son, how old is that you have such a successful career, and you know how to honor your parents, this is all for you and your sister-in-law to buy a house, you are really happy now", Zhao Zhenyu was also a little taller, and climbed Zheng Xueping's shoulder and sighed.

"Yes, time flies, before I know it, the child has grown up, don't worry about it anymore, he is better than me now, I won't tell you, I'm happy in my heart", Zheng Xueping said with emotion.

"That's true, I'm also happy for you, brother Zheng, my daughter is fifteen years old this year, and she is only three years younger than your child, but if you look at her temperament, she is like a seven or eight-year-old child, not calm at all, and then look at your son, mature and steady, where does it look like she is only three or four years older than her." Zhao Zhenyu sighed.

"Brother Zhao, this is your mistake, it's good for girls to be lively, I still like such lively children", Zheng Xueping waved his hand and said.

"Then I'll give her to your family as a daughter-in-law, so that our brothers can become parents," Zhao Zhenyu said half-truthfully.

When Zhengji heard this, he almost fell to the ground with the quilt in his hand, he glanced at the party Zhao Xiurong, and found that the little girl was sitting there without saying a word, her face was red, and she didn't refute it, as if she had acquiesced.

Zhengji didn't want to get engaged to someone inexplicably, but because of the girl's family, Zhengji couldn't refute it directly, so he could only pin his hopes on his father, hoping that his father would never sell himself on impulse when he was drunk.

Fortunately, although Zheng Xueping was a little drunk, he was not confused, he laughed and said: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, I, as a parent, will mix their own affairs, this stinky boy will marry whoever he likes, I can't control him, I just drink wine with Brother Zhao, write calligraphy and painting, and don't care about those things."

"Haha, Brother Zheng is really open-minded, come, I'll give you a glass", Zhao Zhenyu also laughed, picked up the wine glass and said.

The people on the side did behave differently, Zheng Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of his suspense, it seems that his father is still wet and quite reliable, as for Zhao Xiurong, a trace of disappointment flashed, but he also smiled to hide the past.

After a while, Zheng Xueping was already drunk and a little unconscious, Zheng Ji also said goodbye, Zhao Zhenyu's family couldn't keep it, so they had to send Zheng Ji's family out of the door, seeing Zheng Ji and others get into the car, and gradually go away, Zhao Xiurong waved his arm vigorously at Zheng Ji, until the car disappeared from sight and returned to the courtyard depressed.

"Hey, Zhenyu, do you see that this young man on TV is Zhengji?" Xie Meiyun, who returned to the house, said to her husband when she saw Zhengji in the Tencent advertisement on TV.

Zhao Zhenyu and his daughter both walked out and saw the skit on TV.

"Tencent QQ, what is this?" Zhao Zhenyu said with words in his mouth.

"Wow, it's really Brother Zheng, it's a pity that I don't have a computer at home, if there is, I must try this software, the advertisement endorsed by Brother Zheng, this software must be unusual," Zhao Xiurong muttered as he looked at Zhengji's face on TV with an obsessive face.