"Xiao Yi, it's your turn."

"Ninety-nine daughters are red, buried for eighteen winters; Ninety-nine daughter Hong, brewing an eighteen-year dream; Ninety-nine daughters are red, sprinkled to the north, south, west and east; Ninety-nine daughter Hong, always drunk in my heart. ”

Meng Shu covered his ears hard, where is this singing, it is clearly memorizing "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion" in the early reading of the language. And the way he is now, with his tie hanging on his head, his shirt tied in his pants and outside, holding the microphone and yelling loudly, it's like fighting with people.

Finally survived the song "Ninety-Nine Daughter Red" sung by two drunken people, Mengshu put down his hands.

"Mengshu, you can also have a song." Ms. Xu handed her the wheat in her hand.

"Okay!"

Meng Shu took the microphone, "Ah Zhan, help me order a song "Clouds into Rain". ”

Mengshu sang this song countless times in the dead of night, and for her, memory is like this lingering love song, which is told before falling asleep.

"Your good night, is subconscious compassion, I stay until late at night, to treat insomnia and dreams......"

Yi Zhan doesn't have too many musical cells, and this song gives him the feeling that it is not only good, but also good. Listening to it, he blinked his drunken eyes, Mengshu's hair gradually became shorter, and the shirt and skirt on his body also became the school uniform of Lanxian No. 1 Middle School, and Xia Mengshu, who participated in the top ten singers on campus, appeared in front of him again.

He knew that she sang well and that it would not be difficult for her to win a place in a school-level competition. But he was puzzled, how could a girl like her, who would be nervous about assigning Chinese homework in front of the whole class, muster up the courage to participate in the school-level singing competition?

On their way home together the night before the final, he raised his doubts.

Mengshu raised her head, looked at the stars in the sky, and said with a smile: Even if she is as ordinary as her, she hopes that one day she can stand in the center of the stage and enjoy the feeling of the spotlight on her body.

On the night of the final, she sang a song "Applause". The first sentence of "standing alone on this stage" immediately became quiet, and every time "applause rang out", it would receive thunderous applause from the audience. He sat in the audience, silently watching her sing to her heart's content on stage, watching her enjoy the applause and shouts of the audience, watching her shine.

Since that night, she has become the crush of all the boys in the school. In the months following her victory, he had to get up early every day to rob her of love letters.

"I want to see you again, even if it's a quick glance and parting."

Somehow, Mengshu's eyes became blurry. He has been in the classroom countless times, under the camphor tree, by the station...... Looking forward to her appearance, even if it was just a glance, he would be satisfied.

When life and time were about to run out of his enthusiasm, she really showed up! Parting at a glance is only a humble request in the despair of loneliness. After seeing it, how could it be so easy to let it go. If he couldn't see her every sunny morning, how could he afford to wait for so many years.

After finishing the song, Meng Shu put down the microphone and turned his head to look at Yi Zhan lying on the sofa, his eyelids were fighting frantically. She walked over to ask him if he could make it to the house.

Looking at Meng Shu who was walking towards him, Yi Zhan smiled, his lips slowly opened and closed, and he made a very slight sound: "You're back?" ”

Meng Shu sighed, and began to talk nonsense, it seems that he is not lightly drunk, and it is estimated that it will be enough for her to toss later.

Facing the sighing Mengshu, Yi Zhan was repeating the whisper just now: "You're back." ”

Meng Shu was stunned, and suddenly, she stretched out her hand to hug him, with tears in her eyes, "Yes, I'm back." ”

"You're back, that's enough."

Tears silently rolled down Mengshu's cheeks, her fingers unconsciously brushing his stretched brow, and then brushing his eyelashes, imagining that if the owner was awake, these eyes would be clear and bright.

Ah, what should I do to live up to your affection?

After a while, Meng Shu came back to his senses and heard Yi Zhan's thunderous snoring, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Meng Shu and her mother worked together, wasted a lot of energy, and finally transported Yi Zhan home.

"Where does Xiao Yi sleep tonight?"

"Sleep in my room."

Ms. Xu's eyes widened and she looked at Meng Shu in front of her in disbelief, is this still her reserved daughter?

Meng Shu waved his hands frantically and hurriedly explained: "Queen Mother, it's not what you think. I mean, let's leave him on the couch while he's asleep, which is a bit of a no-brainer. ”

The two joined forces again and moved Yi Zhan to the bed.

"You wipe his face a little first, I have something to say to you."

"Okay."

Take off his shoes and socks, wet the towel again, and wipe his face carefully.

While he was asleep, she secretly looked at his sleeping face, this was not the first time she had done this kind of thing. In the past, when he was in Lanxian No. 1 Middle School, Yi Zhan was a person who fell asleep as soon as he arrived at the classroom after lunch. But she is different, she has to squeeze out an hour of rest time to sort out the wrong questions in various subjects, and she can only sleep for half an hour at most. Every time she put down the pen, she would look at someone with a sloppy hair, and slowly close her eyes.

She slept lightly, didn't wake up, and woke up immediately to pick up the pen and continue working on the questions. And Yi Zhan slept with his face on his arm for a long time, and woke up almost half-paralyzed after the preparation bell rang. Glancing at him with his eyes blurred, slumping half of his shoulders and slumping in his seat, was her only pleasure in the afternoon.

"Mom."

Meng Shu poured a glass of honey water for her mother before sitting down beside her.

Ms. Xu took the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly, "Are you curious about what kind of wine Xiao Yi and I drank today?" ”

"Look at Ah Zhan's drinking, this should be a good bar."

"Indeed." Ms. Xu nodded, "This is the year you were born, your father bought the daughter red in Shaoxing." ”

Meng Shuru was electrocuted, Dad, she hadn't heard this title in her mother's mouth for years.

"He has been burying this jar of wine under the magnolia tree in front of our hometown for 25 years."

Mengshu's body trembled a little, although she didn't know her daughter Hong, she also knew the story behind her daughter Hong. When the daughter cries on the ground, it will definitely make every father's heart hot, and the glutinous valley of the three acres of land will be brewed into three jars of daughter red, carefully packed and sealed and buried deep under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, just like the father's love that is deeply hidden, when there is nothing to do, go to the osmanthus tree to step a few feet, step a few feet as if the heart is also more steady.

She didn't expect that her father also had such a deep love.

"Your birth is the best gift that God has given us. We do business every day and night, and we also want you to live a better life, and no matter where you marry in the future, you will not be bullied. Ms. Xu put Mengshu's hand between her hands and stroked it gently.

"Mom, Dad, he's ......"

Ms. Xu shook her head, with some helplessness in her tone, "Your father, I don't know where he is." ”

Meng Shu lowered his head. After so many years, she has never made clear her feelings for her father. There is pity, there is sadness, there is confusion, there is disappointment...... But never, resentment.

Seeing that her daughter was lost, Ms. Xu put up a smile of relief, "Anyway, he should be happy to see you happy." Xiao Yi, this kid, he should also be satisfied. ”

"Mom, can you forgive Dad?" Meng Shu finally asked the question she had always wanted to say to her mother.

"The moment you get admitted to college, I don't hate him anymore." Ms. Xu patted her hand lightly and smiled with relief, "Seeing Xiao Yi's attitude towards you today, what else can't I let go?" ”

Meng Shu nodded, indeed, if you stay with him for a long time, the scars in the past will be slowly smoothed out.

"Are you sleeping in the sand tonight?"

Meng Shu smiled and said, "No problem, I'll take a blanket and put it underneath, and then take a thinner quilt on the bed to cover it." ”

"Okay, what time do you usually have breakfast in the morning?"

"Mom, your daughters are so old, how can you get up early to make me breakfast?"

"No matter how old you are, you are also my daughter. Besides, when you grow up, you can't eat a few meals cooked by your mother every year, so your mother cooks these days. ”

Meng Shu hugged her mother, "Mom, you are so good to me." ”

Ms. Xu smiled and patted her daughter's head gently.

In her sleep, Mengshu seemed to feel that someone was touching her face. She snapped her eyes open, a vague figure, and with what little sanity she had left, she only struck him in the face with a couch cushion.

"What are you doing?"

"Be quiet, don't wake up Auntie." Yi Zhan quickly covered her mouth.

Meng Shu took his hand away and exclaimed in a low voice: "You don't sleep at night, what are you doing?" ”

"I woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom, and when I saw someone on the couch, I came over to take a look."

"Why did you wake up so fast?"

"Born to do it." Yi Zhan shrugged.

Meng Shu put the sofa pillow under her head again, "Then you have seen and seen, touched and touched, hurry up and go to sleep." ”

"Let you sleep on the couch and I will sleep on the bed, so what?"

"So what do you want to do? I don't want to move. This sudden machismo, Meng Shu really doesn't want to pay attention to it.

"It's easy, too."

As soon as the words fell, Yi Zhan hugged Meng Shu with the quilt and blanket.

"You put me down." Meng Shu shook his legs in the air frantically.

"Don't talk, Auntie is still sleeping."

"You ......"

Yi Zhan gently put Meng Shu on the bed and kissed her on the cheek again.

"You haven't brushed your teeth yet?" Meng Shu wiped his face with his hand in disgust.

Yi Zhan smiled sheepishly, "Good night." ”

"Wait." Mengshu pulled him, "My bed is big enough, or you can sleep next to me tonight." ”

Lying next to Meng Shu, Yi Zhan's heart was ape for a long time, and he couldn't help it, and stretched out his trembling hand little by little.

"Take your paws away, turn your head away, don't touch me, you haven't brushed your teeth or bathed."

Yi Zhan took a deep breath, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Then next time I hurry up the toothbrush and wash it, can I ...... it?"

"I'm asleep, don't talk anymore."