Chapter 55 Wake up in three parts
Happy birthday, Heng.
There was persistence in his words, which made her feel that it was ridiculous and superficial to escape.
It's like, if there is no such fire in life, you will never stop if you burn others and yourself to ashes together, and you will never give up until you are drenched.
Obviously it's just an ordinary birthday, even if the rest of the world doesn't know or can't know about it, will it prevent her from continuing her life and quietly giving the tree of destiny a monument?
She smiled tactfully and lowered the so-called size and style of life. And he is calm, there are always only two attitudes left towards life, defeat or defeat, is a sharp and sharp warrior, even if he becomes a puppet and has a long nose, it is also a tragic and magnificent fate.
As a result, she and him, often, are not in the same tone and are out of place.
This kind of feeling, endured to the extreme, is the grinding and attack of each other.
At that time, the light came to a scale, and either he burned her to ashes, or she turned him into ice.
He put the candle on the delicious and soft cream, took off his somewhat restrained blazer, and said with a smile: "Ah Heng, make a wish." β
The spark of Zizi was silent and looked at her gently.
She, counting the candles, eighteen, small fireworks, wanted to say something, in a trance, her mother and Siwan came.
They were so gentle, it was a real family gesture, they smiled and said that today is the birthday of the Wen family's daughter, thank you for your support, and cut the birthday cake with her hand. Those people sang happy birthday at the banquet, and the high and low rhymes, and they were all happy.
They didn't want to refute the family's face and make Yan Xi unhappy, but they didn't care whether she made a wish or not. Did they already know that she was a clichΓ©, and wanted to say that they hoped that Grandpa, Dad, Mother, Siguan, Si'er, and Heng would always be together, healthy, and disease-free.
Yan Xi watched them play, his tone was humble, he advanced and retreated appropriately, and he made Ah Heng the absolute protagonist intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't leak a drop of water between talking and laughing, which was the real noble demeanor taught by everyone.
Siwan stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows, and after a while, he was very resistant in his heart: "Yanxi, why am I so tired from talking to you now?" β
Yan Xi squinted at him and smiled evilly: "It can be seen that you are really tired, and it is really rude not to let the guests and hosts enjoy themselves on your sister's birthday." What's more, what I said, don't you usually listen to it thousands of times a day? Whose family is flattering, whose family is hostile, whose family is tactful, and whose family is hard-working, you don't know? Wen Siguan, don't laugh. β
Siwan's voice was a little colder, and while Elder Wen and Mother Wen were greeting the Sun family, he grabbed Yan Xi's wrist: "Yan Xi, do you regard me as an enemy now?" β
Yan Xi smiled, clenched his fists, and shook off his shackles: "Siguan, how long have I allowed you to tolerate, you won't be unclear, right?" β
Siwan raised his eyebrows, held the fingertips of his wrist, and was a little cold: "So, you have endured to the limit, don't you want to endure it anymore for the sake of Ah Heng?" β
Yan Xi smiled and casually inserted his hand into the pocket of his trousers: "This is wrong, Siguan, as long as you don't open your mouth and don't cross the thunder pool, I can tolerate you for a lifetime." You are you, I am me, and Ah Heng has nothing to do with it. β
Siguan smiled bitterly, his expression was faint, and he was a little hollow: "Yanxi, you will drive me crazy sooner or later!" β
The young man's smile became brighter and brighter, like a sunflower: "Siguan, when you are confused, I am not confused." I didn't bear the charge that your grandfather wanted me to bear. If you're crazy, that's my great sin. What's more, such a good Wen kingdom, power, fame and fortune are at your fingertips, are you willing to go crazy? It can be seen that you treat me as stupid as Ah Heng. β
Siwan's finger swept the corners of Yan Xi's lips and said sarcastically: "Yan Xi, whenever you mention Ah Heng, you smile really ugly." β
Yan Xipi didn't smile, showing his snow-white teeth slightly: "That's it." Isn't it Ah Heng? With Lin Wanwan and Lu Liu in front, there is one more Ah Heng, three handles, right? Ben is less than affordable. Not to mention holding a birthday banquet for Ah Heng today, it is to let Lao Tzu use the wealth of the Yan family to pet Ah Heng to the sky, pick the stars and the moon, that is also my business, I am happy! β
Siwan gritted his teeth: "You ......"
At this time, Sun Peng and Xin Dayi came over, and the two teenagers were also in suits, but one was Sven and the other was wild, each with its own merits.
Xin Dayi was in a hurry, and his tone was a little anxious: "You two, hide in the corner, what do you say, you can't find it!" β
Sun Peng smiled and gloated: "Old lady Meng passed the decree and ordered the two to meet quickly." β
Yan Xi and Siguan were still hostile and defensive towards each other, but their faces were bitter for a moment, and their expressions became distorted: "Huh?!" β
The Meng family is the in-laws of the Lu family, and the patriarch, Mr. Meng, is very in line with the above wishes, so he can be regarded as the object of the promotion of the family. Back then, Lu Liu's aunt was the only son who married Old Man Meng.
There is no trouble with this, the trouble is that the only granddaughter of Old Man Meng - Meng Limao.
This young lady's name can be described as very poetic, but people are not very poetic, she is a standard, completely overspoiled girl, and no one is pleasing to the eye. It's not that the clothes worn by the girl in the proprietor's house are not good: what you are wearing is designed by a certain master, isn't that master criticized as outdated; It's just that the makeup of the West family is too thick, it's not that I want to talk about you, you are already ugly, how can you become more and more ugly.
And so on and so forth.
Typical physiophile.
Then Old Man Meng was worried, the baby pimple at home looks like this, and it is not pleasing to anyone who catches him, how can he marry in the future?
Then, on a certain day, a certain month, a certain banquet, a certain girl's eyes lit up: "Master, master, this is good!" β
Which one? The old man's eyes turned into light bulbs, and when he saw it, hey, it was the only grandson of the Wen family, this is good, the only son in the family, and there is no need to divide the family property in the future.
The more the old man looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and felt that it was really good to be a grandson-in-law, and he was about to praise his granddaughter for her good eyesight, but the girl at home shouted again: "Master, master, this is better!" β
The old man was so frightened by his granddaughter that he almost had a myocardial infarction, and in a blink of an eye, he was a beautiful young man who watched and kill Wei Jue, yo, the family is not bad, and he is a grandson.
Hey, no, no, he has a small one in his family, and he will divide the family property in the future.
So like this, like this, and told her granddaughter about the pros and cons, the Meng family girl replied shyly: "Grandpa, can I, Wen family food, Yan family accommodation, one daughter and two husbands?" β
Meng Lao twitched.
Since then, every time the grandfather and grandson see Wen and Yan Ershao, they will grab them by their side and ask them about the situation of their families, whether there are traces of bankruptcy, whether the sister-in-law of the Wen family is a loser, and whether the younger brother of the Yan family is sensible.
Siguan is depressed, who is your sister-in-law?
Yan Xi raised his eyebrows, my little brother doesn't know how to do anything, do your!
However, such words will not quench the flames of revolution and the fervor of love. In addition, Meng Lao is an elder, although Siguan and Yanxi are impatient, but it is not good to refute the old man's face in person, and he endures it so much that he almost suffers internal injuries.
So, when they heard Old Man Meng's edict, their faces changed greatly.
Yan Xi shuddered and asked Sun Peng: "Is the tanuki here?" β
Tanuki people, Li Mao also. The nickname of the word less and meditating.
Sun Peng grinned, and Xin Dayi nodded.
Yan Xi hugged his head: "What, I just drank two glasses of wine, and I'm a little dizzy, so let's go out for a walk first." Ouch ouch, Sun Da Bird, you've become ghosted. β
The big bird, Pengya. When Yan Xiaoshao was not in school, he struggled with the nickname he remembered for three days.
Sun Shao sneered: "Okay, you can go." Anyway, Wen Heng was being criticized by the eldest lady so that his nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. β
The drunken Yan Shao immediately excited, rolled up his sleeves, and ran: "Mother's dead civet cat, Lao Tzu fought with you!" β
Sindayi worshipped: "It is worthy of being an old enemy!" Sure enough, you know yourself and your opponent! β
Siguan sighed, helpless, and followed.
At this time, Miss Li Mao was looking at Ah Heng with disgust: "Wen Heng, for the sake of being Siguan's sister, we may be a family in the future, I didn't want to talk about you, but look at you, you don't even wear light makeup, your appearance is not enough, but you don't know how to make up for it, such a beautiful dress looks worthless on you." Others read it, don't know, and think that the Wen family is not well educated! β
She saw Yan Xi's previous intimacy with Ah Heng, and she was not happy, so she deliberately looked for a girl.
Ah Heng smiled silently, and Mother Wen saw that she kept counting her daughter, and her face turned pale with anger. What kind of upbringing is this, let a girl sprinkle like this!
Although she was annoyed that Yan Xi made her own opinions, Ah Heng was her own flesh and blood after all, thinking that she was also at fault, she couldn't bear to blame, so she discussed it with her father-in-law.
Here she was pulling her daughter to talk with some old friends, but she didn't expect to suddenly pop out of a stunned Qing, although it was very strange, but listening to this girl's words, at this time there was no tolerance at all.
Ah Heng didn't speak, slowly, smiling, retreating as advance, just waiting for his mother to be angry.
This girl is capable enough, even her mother is so good-tempered, she is annoyed.
It's a pity that Mother Wen hasn't broken out yet, Yan Xi and Siguan have already come over.
Yan Xi's face was a little red, as if she was in a hurry, she glanced at the girl of the Meng family, and interrupted her indifferently: "Meng Limao." β
Meng Limao was originally chattering, turned around, replied shyly, and her voice instantly became a few tens of decibels: "Yanxi, Siguan, my grandfather said, let you chat with him and drink two glasses of wine." β
Siwan saw her mother's uncertain face and snickered. A few days ago, Grandpa Meng also talked to his grandfather and implicitly said Meng Limao's intentions, but his grandfather didn't agree, but his mother was full of interest and always wanted to see what the girl of the Meng family was like.
Siwan smiled and introduced: "Mom, this is the Meng Limao I told you before, Grandpa Meng's granddaughter." β
Mother Wen's face turned green in an instant, and she avoided the serious, and reluctantly spoke: "Didn't you Grandpa Meng ask you to drink with him, in Block A, go over and have a look." Xiaoxi has a poor amount of wine, drink less. β
Yan Xi nodded with a smile, said okay, and left with Siguan and Meng Limao, from beginning to end, but his eyes did not stay on Ah Heng for a second.
Ah Heng didn't have any waves on his face, and watched them leave with a smile.
Mother Wen's face was a little pale, and she took Ah Heng to toast each family. Ah Heng was able to drink a few glasses, and although they didn't know each other, they spoke very decently, so the atmosphere of the banquet was always very good.
Mother Wen disagreed, and whispered to her daughter: "Go and call your brother over and ask him to help you drink." You still have to take the university entrance exam, and drinking too much hurts your nerves. β
Ah Heng looked at seat A, Siguan was toasting an old man, Yan Xi was lying on the table, looking a little drunk.
Ah Heng was about to say yes, but in a blink of an eye, a glass of wine and birthday greetings came again.
After she finished drinking, finished the polite words, and returned the salute, in a blink of an eye, Siguan and Yanxi were gone.
Ah Heng was afraid that they would drink too much and run around, so he went out to find someone, looked at the stairs and corridors, and saw no one around.
The waiter was busy serving the food, and when he asked, he said that he didn't see the two of them.
Ah Heng looked out the window, the sky was a little dark. Weather forecast, heavy snowfall in the afternoon.
Maybe you went to the bathroom to vomit wine? Ah Heng thought and walked to the seventh floor.
The farther you go, the quieter it gets.
Outside the window, the sky is getting dark, the snow is coming, and the bustle and noise in the distance seem to be separated by a thick black curtain.
Ah Heng hesitated. She stood in front of the bathroom and didn't hear any sound.
Inside, there should be no one.
Ah Heng thought about whether to go in and take a look, and took a step closer, but the bright chandelier went out.
Someone flipped the switch.
"Yanxi, Siguan?" Ah Heng asked in a low voice, thinking that the two of them were playing pranks on her.
turned around, but was embraced into a warm embrace.
In the darkness, there stood a man, his body was blurred, his appearance was blurred, only a pair of eyes, dazed, with a misty peach color and drunkenness.
He groped her face, little by little, eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks, soft fingertips, with the smell of wine, but cold and piercing.
Ah Heng shivered and tried to break free, but he hugged him tighter. She could barely breathe, only the sound of his heartbeat, slowly, forcefully.
He opened his mouth, a flat and sharp voice: "Who are you?" β
Ah Heng was silent, knowing that this person was drunk and irrational.
He touched her long hair and gently slid it over his fingertips: "Female." β
Ah Heng couldn't cry or laugh.
Then, he buried it in her hair, took a deep breath, and muttered, "How is it the same as Ah Heng's smell?" β
Ah Heng twitched and wanted to say: "Yanxi, don't make trouble, be a good baby when you're drunk, don't mess around and be obedient, you know?" β
Before the words could be spoken, in the darkness, the man grabbed her by the back of the neck and forced her to raise her head, bowed her head, and kissed her in a hurry.
She was stupid, and before she could react, the man tossed and turned, his tongue licking her lips, tempting, soft with a mellow smell of wine.
Ah Heng was embarrassed and couldn't speak, for fear that shouting loudly would ruin Yan Xi's reputation, so he just pushed him desperately.
The man licked the tip of his tongue but smiled, squinted, lowered his head and sucked hard.
Ah Heng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. The man's finger was on her waist, but it was clenched deeper and deeper, stubbornly proud, and he didn't let go.
There was a burning desire in his heart, a hot desire that could not be quenched, a thirst, a desire to pry her teeth open. His right hand grasped her black hair, soft, satin-like, but studded with blooming ...... Butterfly.
Ice cool, crystal.
That's what he did for Ah Heng.
He let go of his hand for a moment, and his face turned pale.