Chapter Seventy-Four: The Existence of the Poppy, the Unstoppable Dependence

"Well, do you want to eat together at noon? By the way, what time does it depart, I'll see you off. ”

Ning Meng saw that Xia Yi didn't say or ask much, although the company was very busy, he still wanted to stay with her, so Ning Meng, who usually didn't eat on time, offered to have lunch together.

Xia Yi, who was originally immersed in drinking porridge, lifted up, although they have been together for more than ten years, although they have been intimate for more than ten years, but in the past six years without him, Xia Yi has become accustomed to being alone, eating alone, driving alone, and doing everything alone.

Suddenly, I heard Ning Meng say again that sending her was like sending her to class, but she was still a little uncomfortable, familiar and a little unfamiliar, and even a little inexplicably repulsed.

Seeing Xia Yi's puzzled and uneasy expression unintentionally, Ning Mengjian's brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth moved, but he couldn't speak.

Xia Yi scratched his head and said in annoyance: "I made an appointment with Jinxuan to meet at noon. ”

"I made an appointment before, I'll ......" I was afraid that Ning Meng would misunderstand something and said hurriedly.

"Okay, I see, then you drive carefully when you go out, I'll go to the company first......"

Ning Meng almost ran away, it's different, is there any difference between them!

When Ning Meng ran all the way to the parking garage as if he was fleeing, he clenched his fists, his chest heaving and heaving, angry at the gaffe he had just made and the things he hadn't yet spoken.

But at this moment, he is no longer young, he has not yet reached the stage of arbitrariness, he still has to do the right thing, alas, in desperation, he decided to talk to Xia Yi in detail later.

Standing in front of the window to make sure that Ning Meng drove away, Xia Yi dared to fall on the floor in a decadent manner, holding his knees with his hands, which was an extremely insecure action.

Xia Yi was a little scared, but she couldn't run away like before, but what should she do?

Six years ago, after Ning Meng left, her world seemed to have collapsed, and she was used to Ning Meng's planning and care before, almost making her feel like an idiot.

Slowly, she realized that her so-called road idiot was just fearless, and she didn't understand what she said, but someone did it for her.

When she started again alone in despair, God knows how difficult it was for her at that time.

Not only do you have to learn how to deal with things and plan, but the most difficult thing is to overcome her dependence for more than ten years, but more than ten years, just like the existence of poppies, you can't quit dependence.

When it took her six years to do her best to eliminate her body addiction, that is, physiological detoxification~~ She learned to live her life well by herself, she could also take care of her grandfather, and also use her own strength to help people in need.

However, even after six years, she knows that her addiction has never been eliminated, and she is not as strong as she appears.

She is just like an ordinary patient, in a difficult life, physical detoxification is not a problem, but the strong inner need for this poppy is uncontrollable.

She didn't want to run away, but she was still afraid!

She didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past and become the one who depended on him and became an idiot......

Xia Yi shook her head and stood up, she didn't want others to see what she was like at the moment, and she didn't want others to remove her disguise.

Sitting on the balcony of the bedroom, looking at the distance not far from the Yiren Villa, the blue sky and the green mountains are dotted with white clouds, wonderful and harmonious!

But when a gust of wind blows, the clouds leave the part of the sky and the mountain and go in the other direction......

"If I love you—

Never like a climbing flower,

Show off yourself by your tall branches:

If I love you—

Never learn from the infatuated birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

Nor is it more than a fountain,

Perennial cool comfort;

It's not just like a dangerous peak, increasing your height and setting off your majesty.

Even daylight.

Even spring rains.

No, that's not enough!

I must be a kapok near you,

As the image of the tree stands with you.

roots, clinging to the ground,

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every gust of wind passes,

We all greet each other,

But no one

Understands our words.

You have your branches of brass and iron,

Like a sword, like a sword,

also like a halberd,

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

Like a torch of valor,

We share the cold waves, the wind and thunder, and the thunderbolts;

We share the mist and haze,

As if forever separated,

But they depend on each other for life,

This is the great love,

Steadfastness is here:

Not only love your majestic body,

Also love the position you stick to,

The ground under your feet.

Xia Yi, who was immersed in his own world, was awakened by the sound of a recitation, and it turned out that Aunt Lu was listening to the recitation while pruning the flower branches below.

Oak?

Kapok?

Since she loves him so much, and since she can't do without him, why does she have to worry so much!

What she should do is not to be afraid that she will rely on her again while he is getting better and better.

but

She should think about how to do it in order to make herself better, he is an oak tree, then she will never be the climbing flower and the infatuated bird.

Yes, since he is a majestic oak, then she should be the tall kapok, not an accessory or an ornament, but stand in the same position as him, "the roots, clinging to the ground; Leaves, touching in the clouds. We greeted each other with every gust of wind, but no one understood our language. ”

Towards him, looking up to him, hoping that one day she will sing with pride and pride, "You have your copper branches and iron / Like a knife, like a sword / Like a halberd / I have my red flowers / Like a heavy sigh / And like a heroic torch." ”

Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree" is still circulating in the air, but Xia Yi is like a lit warrior, and the helplessness and confusion in his eyes are slowly occupied by confidence and yearning.

"Wow......"

"Huhuhu...... Aunt Lu, you, why do you like to listen to "To the Oak Tree"? ”

Looking at Xia Yi, who suddenly ran downstairs and appeared in front of her, Aunt Lu was stunned, but quickly reacted, put down the scissors, pointed to the pavilion and said to Xia Yi's WeChat, "Xia Yi, let's go over there, it's a little sundry here, your skin is so fair, you can't be sunburned!" ”

"Well, Aunt Lu, sit down, I'll wipe your sweat." As she spoke, she was about to find a tissue in her pocket, but as soon as she saw that she was still wearing pajamas, she directly picked up her sleeve and wiped the sweat for Aunt Lu, not minding at all.

"Yiyi, this, this can't be done, I'll do it myself!"

Aunt Lu looked at Xia Yi, who had no shelf at all, which made her, who had always been unfazed, cramped.

"Aunt Lu, don't move, you have soil on your hands, I'm willing!" At this moment, Xia Yi is stubborn like a child.

Aunt Lu didn't say much more, and the sign looked at Xia Yi kindly, "You just asked me why I like to listen to "To the Oak Tree"? Actually, it's not that I like to listen to it, it's my mother who said that girls should watch "To the Oak Tree" more, she has been gone for many years, and I listen to her whenever I think about her, does it bother you? ”

Xia Yi listened to Aunt Lu's words and hurriedly said: "No, no, well, yes, I also like to listen to it, in the future, Aunt Lu, when you listen to it, your voice will be amplified, and we will listen together!" ”