Text Chapter 93 (I'm 7 cm tall) When the childhood sweetheart hangs down

When Lin Wenxi passed by the former site of the township government compound, he shouted loudly that he had to get out of the car.

"I'll go in and see, go in and see!" Lin Wenxi shouted loudly.

"What a nice look!" Lin Ziwei was furious.

Lin Wenxi pressed the window of the car in an uproar, hooked his neck and drilled out, Hongxuan was in a hurry, leaned on the side of the road, stopped steadily with one foot on the brake, opened the lock, Lin Wenxi retreated and ran out, Lin Ziwei didn't catch it.

"Hongxuan, what's the situation?" Lin Ziwei softened his tone and asked.

"Viagra, I grew up watching this kid. This place, when Wenxi was the happiest when he was a child, was here. Besides, it will be demolished in a short time, so let him see it, which can be regarded as a thought. Hongxuan said.

"You're up, mother-in-law, mom is up." Lin Ziwei was a little displeased.

"Hey, Wenxi sometimes calls me 'second father', and I also have a certain right to discipline." Hongxuan smiled embarrassedly.

"I agree with that." Huang Xiya said with a smile, pushed the door and got out of the car, and went to take care of Lin Wenxi.

Lin Wenxi walked into the compound a little distracted, the innermost room on the right side of the corridor on the first floor, here, he had a nine-year childhood, this farewell is another nine years, walking in here again, he only vaguely felt that he had become the little child who had nothing to do again, four years old, or five years old?

Familiar white walls and red primed corners, familiar wooden doors with yellow mottled paint, and a pale blue screen window inside. The furnishings of the room have all changed, or even if they haven't changed, Lin Wenxi can't remember what they looked like in the old days. He walked along the smooth bluestone floor to his childhood bedroom, which now seemed much smaller than before, but the corner of the wall was still spacious, and the messy charcoal and wood strokes in the corner, and the words carved on the wooden sticks stained with mud, had not been cleaned by his parents.

"A frog with four legs...

"I'm 7 centimeters tall." In fact, it should be 70 centimeters, Lin Wenxi's childish strokes made him laugh at it.

"My name is Yuanyuan."

Lin Wenxi's gaze stopped at the last line of big words - my brother is Fang Fang! He will protect me!

I was suddenly shocked, and my scalp was a little numb. Just like a quick reversal of time, he retracted back to the child who was less than a meter away, holding a charcoal pen, and writing messily and unwritten in the corner of the wall, but deep down, it must be the truest and purest desire. And the last two regular small words of this line - "will" are exactly the promises that Fang Fang calmly watched him write at that time.

Lin Wenxi reached out and gently stroked the two words, afraid of being wiped off, but he wanted to touch it fiercely, and for a while, he couldn't help himself.

Childhood memories grow like vines like vines, from the first time he was pulled out to play by Fang Fang behind the door, after being scolded by his father, Fang Fang helped himself wipe his tears, and all the seasons are distinct, with his company, that more than a year, the two seem to have not been separated once, who knows that once separated, but there is no news, and there has been no contact for fourteen years. By the way, the poplar tree I saw when I first came in, tall and slender, with green leaves, could it be that it was planted with him?

The trunk of the birch tree there is already more than 30 centimeters, and the place where it was planted is exactly 14 years ago, planted with Fang Fang. At that time, he didn't know how to plant saplings, so he actually tried to bury the whole sapling under the soil, which made him half dead in a hurry.

"This is not a seed, why are you so buried!" That's what Fang Fang would say to himself.

Lin Wenxi smiled dumbly - when this tree can enjoy the shade, I will come back and count the stars with you.

Every summer in the future, I will go around the tree, hoping that it will grow up quickly, and even compare the height of the tree, hoping that it will grow fast enough to hide under the tree and enjoy the shade. But later I learned that the tree was growing taller, but I was also growing, and the birch tree had grown to be as tall as myself, but I had to go to the county seat with my father's work transfer, and gradually, I forgot everything.

Lin Wenxi's eyes widened, and he looked at the person under the tree with some disbelief.

The child who liked to be independent when he was a child suddenly became the fiery red short-sleeved shirt in front of him, wearing jeans, as tall as this birch tree. He is handsome and chic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a tall nose bridge, and a chin like a carving, which is not as mature and wise as a twenty-year-old young man can have, all in his shining eyes, what remains unchanged is the shallow smile at the corner of his mouth that is half caring and half helpless. No wonder, no wonder when I first saw him, I always felt that I had a rare sense of déjà vu, it turned out that all this had changed over the years, but when facing the current Lin Wenxi, it had never changed.

"It's you..." Lin Wenxi had no evidence, but he identified him - Zhao Yuan, who was standing under the tree, must be the one who had missed him for more than ten years, so he stood in front of him unexpectedly, as if his long-cherished wish had finally come true, Lin Wenxi didn't know what to do at all, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"Gone!" Lin Ziwei saw that Huang Xiya couldn't urge Wenxi in every possible way, so he couldn't help but get out of the car to lead the people, without saying a word, grabbed Lin Wenxi's hand, and pulled him to the car.

"I'm not a kid anymore, I've passed my eighteenth birthday!" Lin Wenxi hissed and roared.

"It's useless to talk too much!" Lin Ziwei dragged Lin Wenxi and ran to the car.

"Uncle Lin, I want to stay in Wenxi for a few more days, I admire him and treat him as my own brother!" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but say eagerly, he was still a little out of breath, sweating profusely, and his face was flushed.

"If you treat him as your own brother, you shouldn't have teamed up with him to deceive us, and you shouldn't let him donate in his grandfather's name! Zhao Yuan, you are very smart and capable, and you have a great future in the future, and my uncle hopes that you can take care of yourself. Wenxi still has to cultivate himself to distinguish between right and wrong, and his classmates are not in a hurry when they get together. We still have a lot to do, so you can go back first and thank me for your kindness. Lin Ziwei lowered his voice slightly, and his tone was not angry and arrogant.

"Fang Fang, Fang Fang..." Lin Wenxi shouted at Zhao Yuan, but his voice gradually faded away.

"Fangfang?" Zhao Yuan looked around left and right, but didn't see any girls appearing, so he had to watch the car go away in a daze.

"He was my playmate when I was a child, Fang Fang, the boy who used to play with me, do you remember?" Lin Wenxi was there all the way.

Huang Xiya thought for a long time and said, "At that time, your father and Uncle Hongxuan were often on business, so I guess I haven't seen him much, and I'm also very busy, so I really don't have any impression." ”

"But you should always remember that playmate's name is Fang Fang." Lin Wenxi asked hopefully.

Huang Xiya shook her head and said: "You did have a good partner at that time, it's been more than ten years, I really can't remember the name and appearance, but it's definitely not called Fang Fang, and he is a child from a wealthy family on the next street, it doesn't seem to look like your classmate." ”

"Then, is the family's surname Zhao?" Lin Wenxi asked again.

Huang Xiya shook her head: "Mom is old, I really can't remember, I have only met the child's mother, Liu He Xiaomei a few times." ”

"That... What kind of little sister is Liu?。。。 Ah Auntie, are you very good at cooking, and you are very good at frying fish? Lin Wenxi asked, holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

Huang Xiya shook her head apologetically.

"In the past, you were asked to chase our ancestral hometown and ask your ancestors, but you were not so active!" Lin Ziwei couldn't help but feel a little angry again.

Lin Wenxi lowered his head and said nothing all the way.