The most beautiful years to meet you [twelve] funeral again, this is your little uncle

His eyes were deep and heavy, falling on her face, as if he could pierce her disguised mask and see her most truly rebellious soul.

Especially the playfulness in his eyes, as if with contempt, made her feel inexplicably ashamed.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Hehuan's expression returned to normal, she pretended to look back at him calmly, staring at his dark pupils, slightly curling the corners of her lips, and under the background of the black and white tones at the funeral scene, her faint smile revealed the maturity that did not belong to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

The cat's eyes on the eyelids are mixed with a provocative amorous tenacity.

The man didn't expect her to look back like this, and he was quite surprised, but it was only for a moment, and then he didn't linger any longer, and followed the person Shi Shiran away.

It wasn't until the tall figure completely disappeared around the corner of the corridor that Ye Hehuan withdrew his gaze.

Her mood became very bad, like a ball of wool messed up by a cat's paws, unable to figure out a clue, a little flustered, and a little anxious.

After looking around, there were no acquaintances around, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to stay in this place shrouded in low air pressure anymore, and quietly slipped out of the funeral home.

Ye Hehuan found an inconspicuous corner, took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a while, but still sent a text message to Yan Yu.

[Did you work overtime today?] 】

She held her phone and waited for more than ten minutes without getting a reply.

Staring at the content of the text message he sent, Ye Hehuan thought of his tired voice yesterday, thought about it, and sent another one-[Remember to eat dinner and rest early. 】

Since Yan Yu went to Ottawa, there were fewer and fewer topics between them, and she was not stupid enough to be unaware of this subtle change.

She thought that it should be the reason for the lack of gathering and leaving more.

This time to go back, she has already planned, first fly directly to Ottawa to visit Yan Yu, have a lot of affection, and then go back to Vancouver.

As long as he thought of having to live a two-person world with Yan Yu, Ye Hehuan's gloomy feelings were swept away.

She looked around, made sure that there was no one, took out a lighter and a cigarette, lit it, and was just about to smoke it, when Yin Lian's voice came from behind her.

"Hehuan!"

While Ye Hehuan turned around, he hurriedly hid the cigarette behind him: "...... Why? ”

"Nothing." Yin Lian is wearing a black tunic pleated skirt today, with long hair coiled up, and a gauze hat, intellectual and gentle.

Yin Lian caught Ye Hehuan's panic in an instant, looked behind her, didn't see anything unusual, pulled the corners of her lower lip, and said, "Your grandfather is anxious to see you, so I'll come out to look for it." ”

"Oh." Ye Hehuan glanced at her and said lightly, "I'll go in right away." ”

Yin Lian nodded, and didn't stage a stepmother's loving scene with her, and before turning around to leave, she told her that Han Lao was in the room.

Ye Hehuan put out the cigarette on the ground before he followed, and when he passed by the parking lot, he saw an army-green off-road vehicle.

I couldn't help but look at it twice.

The car gave her a sense of dΓ©jΓ  vu, and it wasn't a good feeling.

"Whose car does it belong to?" Ye Hehuan chased after him for two steps, walked to Yin Lian's side, and asked casually.

Yin Lian followed the direction of her finger and saw the Wrangler, and said 'oh': "That should have been driven by Zhong Xiao just now." ”

Ye Hehuan just wanted to ask, 'Who is Zhong Xiao', but someone shouted Yin Lian's name in front of him.

"You go to your grandfather yourself, and I won't go." After speaking, Yin Lian had already trotted over to help, and her voice was soft: "What's wrong?" ”

Back then, Han Lao learned what Yin Lian had done, and in a fit of anger, he could be regarded as driving Yin Lian out of the Han family.

But Yin Lian has quite a means, and her relationship with the rest of the Han family has become better and better over the years, and she also ran to the Han family twice in three days, in order to ask for Han Lao's forgiveness, she did everything, did laundry, cooking, and mopping the floor.

Ye Hehuan felt that Yin Lian could write a novel, and the title of the book was "On How to Become a Successful Junior in the New Era".

At that time, it should sell well across the Taiwan Strait.

……

Walking to the door of the lounge, Ye Hehuan hesitated again.

Back then, before she went abroad angrily, her grandfather went to the hospital to see her, and at that time she hurt the old man in the meanest language, she accused him of why he wanted to marry a second wife, why he even had to drag oil bottles like the garbage recycling station, and she even said that he was the culprit who caused the qiΔ“, and greeted everyone in the Han family.

I'm afraid this is also the reason why Yin Lian moved into the Ye family later, and the rest of the Han family didn't speak much for their mother and daughter.

She spoke badly at that time, and she was afraid that she would offend them all.

Later, she lived alone abroad, and during the New Year's holidays, she only had a nanny who took care of her, especially in the past two years, whenever she remembered her extremism when she was young, she didn't regret it, and she didn't know how to face her disheartened grandfather again, like an ostrich, avoiding contact with the Han family.

"Do you need me to knock on your door?" A mocking female voice sounded beside her.

Ye Hehuan turned his head sideways, saw Ye Jingyu, collected his complicated thoughts, walked to the door, held the doorknob, and suddenly turned around: "Sluts and dogs are not allowed to enter." ”

"Ye Hehuan, who are you scolding!" Ye Jingyu's face darkened, and she raised her voice angrily.

Ye Hehuan's cat's eyes crooked: "Did I say you?" What are you excited about. ”

Finding the upper set, Ye Jing was angry and ashamed, knowing that she couldn't say anything, so she pointed at Ye Hehuan's nose angrily: "You, you-"

Tang responded with a 'click' of the door.

――――――――――――――――

It was quiet in the lounge, with only the occasional conversation.

Ye Hehuan came in because he was angry with Ye Jingyu, but in fact, he was not mentally prepared, turned the doorknob, and wanted to go out, when he heard a familiar voice full of energy.

"Since I didn't take family leave, I can only rest for a few days and leave."

Every word knocked on Ye Hehuan's heart, and it also stopped her from leaving.

She walked insideβ€”

An old man sat in a wheelchair, his legs were covered with blankets, his wrinkled eyes made Ye Hehuan's nose sore, his crooked fingers clenched, his nails picked at his palms, hesitating, hesitating, and when the other party noticed it, she still curled her lips and called with a smile: "Grandpa, I'm back." ”

There is no repentance and crying, and there is no resentment from six years ago, just like a child who comes home from a trip, with a clean and clear smile.

When Han Lao saw her, his body stiffened for a moment, his lips twitched, but his eyes were kind.

Ye Hehuan took a deep breath, maintained the smile on his face, walked over, squatted down beside the old man, put his hands on Han Lao's legs, raised a smile, and the girl's voice was sweet and moving: "I've been away for so long, do you miss me?" ”

In the past few years, although Han Lao will also try his best to get photos of Ye Hehuan in Vancouver, but the real person stood in front of him, looking at his granddaughter who was getting older and more beautiful, he was speechless with excitement for a while, the hand he raised was held, and she smiled like a flower: "You shouldn't forget me, right?" ”

"Nonsense, you're my granddaughter, how could I forget you?!" Han Lao opened his mouth in a dissatisfied tone, and his eyes were also red.

He touched her face: "I'm thin, I'm abroad, haven't I eaten well?" ”

"How so?" Ye Hehuan raised his arm: "Look, how strong, I'm not someone who will wronged myself." ”

Han Lao smiled and nodded, as if he remembered something, looked behind Ye Hehuan and said, "Zhong Xiao, this is the child of Sister Jingqiu, Huanhuan." ”

When she came over just now, she saw a back on the sofa, with cleanly trimmed hair and broad shoulders.

Listening to his grandfather's words, out of curiosity, Ye Hehuan turned his head, and what caught his eye was the man's long legs, his trousers were straight, and his eyes went up-

Dressed in a black suit, deep and severe, but not old-fashioned, and a big hand on the knee, the bone joints are prominent, and the silhouette is good-looking.

These hands, as if I have seen them somewhere.

Ye Hehuan saw that face clearly, especially when she met the already familiar black eyes, many things flashed in her mind, the army-green wrangler in the shade of the trees in the middle of the night, her simple and shy smile on the side of the road in the community, and the provocative and charming gaze just now...... The nest came for a while, which caught her off guard.

Grandpa patted her on the shoulder, and his voice was kind: "Huanhuan, this is Jingqiu's husband, your little uncle." ”

The eyes met but in an instant, Ye Hehuan quietly looked away, turned back and said to Han Lao with a smile: "Yesterday at home, when I heard my aunt's three words of not leaving my little uncle, I was curious about what my little uncle was like who I had never met, and now I can be regarded as seeing it." ”

Yu Zhongxiao paused as he picked up the water cup, and heard Han Lao smile and asked, "Now that I see it, what do you say?" ”

"My aunt and I are a golden boy and a girl, a pair made in heaven, I will definitely find you such an excellent grandson-in-law in the future."

"Zhong Xiao, did you hear it, this kid praised you!" Han Lao was in a very good mood.

Yu Zhongxiao raised his head and smiled at Han Lao, her deep eyes looked at the child with witty words, her forehead was braided with fish bones, her long hair was almost up to her waist, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, which was particularly pleasing, she suddenly stretched out her hand to him: "Little uncle, the first time we met, do you have any gifts?" ”