Ganquan, Archives.

The housing allocated to He Yi'an by the archives is actually a few single apartments divided by an old warehouse on the side of the courtyard, not to mention the poor conditions, which were made dirty and messy by those workers who lived temporarily, and under the personal attention of the curator Zhang Yongyi, a slightly more spacious room was vacated for He Yi'an.

He Yi'an's heart was quite complicated, both excited and lost.

I am excited that I finally have a nest of my own in Ganquan, and maybe I will continue to have my own family in the future. What is disappointing is that such a simple dormitory is really far from the beautiful vision when I first walked out of the school gate.

In the next few days, with the help of the "apprentice" Jiang Nan, it was finally cleaned up, and some old furniture was pieced together from all corners of the archive, and it looked decent when stacked together. There is also a half-old coal stove in the house, and the chimney stands tall against the wall.

Cheng Jiangshui and He Yi'an took the bedding rolls and all kinds of daily necessities, carried them on bicycles, and took advantage of the weekend to come to the single dormitory that had been basically renovated.

He Yi'an excitedly pointed to a brick house in front of him and said, "Jiang Shui, it's here, this is the dormitory assigned to me." ”

"Oh......" Cheng Jiangshui nodded with a smile.

Jiang Nanzheng in the house was helping to brush the newspaper on the wall, heard the voice, and came out with a smile, when he looked at the picturesque Cheng Jiangshui, he suddenly felt a little surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted diligently: "Hello teacher!" ”

"Master?"

This title made Cheng Jiangshui stunned, and turned his questioning eyes to He Yi'an: "Yi'an, this ......"

"Huh!" Before He Yi'an could answer, Jiang Nan first smiled innocently and said, "He Yi'an is my teacher, of course you are my teacher!" ”

He Yi'an on the other side couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly explained: "Jiang Shui, don't listen to him, this is my colleague, Jiang Nan." ”

Cheng Jiangshui turned his eyes and nodded slightly: "Oh, hello! ”

Looking at Cheng Jiangshui's skin and snow, his eyes were like a pool of clear water, and when he was looking forward to it, he had an elegant and noble temperament, which made people feel ashamed of himself, and he didn't dare to blaspheme, Jiang Nan couldn't help but praise: "Alas, Mr. He, you are really blessed, you can find such a beautiful teacher." Wow, she can be regarded as the first beauty in our Ganquan. ”

Cheng Jiangshui smiled skillfully, and said with a smile as warm as water on her delicate cheeks: "You are too exaggerated." ”

He Yi'an stepped forward and said happily: "Don't blame him, his character is like this." ”

"It's okay, Xiao Jiang's personality is very good!" Cheng Jiangshui said happily.

Jiang Nan pursed his lips and responded playfully: "Hehe, you see, this master has recognized me." Teacher He, you are a teacher! ”

He Yi'an shook his head with a wry smile, and responded very simply: "Okay, this teacher, I'm done!" ”

"Great, hurry up, please ask the teacher and the teacher to move to a new house." Jiang Nan jumped with joy, scratched his head like a boy next door, and said bluntly: "I won't be a light bulb here, teacher, teacher, I will withdraw first!" ”

"Thank you!"

Watching Jiang Nan bounce away, He Yi'an and Cheng Jiangshui looked at each other and smiled bitterly, paused for a moment, and the two moved their luggage into the tidy dormitory. Looking at the simple but neat layout of the house, Cheng Jiang Shuidong touched the east and west, as if he cherished it very much, and said with emotion: "Yi'an, this is quite spacious, everything is fully equipped for you, and you don't have to find things to buy anywhere." ”

He Yi'an: "No, get a liquefied gas tank or something outside, and you can cook directly." ”

"Well, it's pretty convenient!" Cheng Jiangshui bowed his head and gestured, with a shallow sense of happiness.

Seeing Cheng Jiangshui's rather satisfied state, He Yi'an pursed his lips a few times, his eyes were a little earnest, and he said hesitantly: "Jiang Shui, this is ...... Can this be considered a new house? Belch...... It's not that I'm in a hurry! You see, now we have a job, a house, everything, we ...... Aren't we going to get married? ”

"I ......"

Cheng Jiangshui was speechless suddenly, her eyelashes and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but tremble, she didn't know whether to agree, and on the moving cheeks that couldn't pick out the slightest flaw, there was only hesitation and entanglement at this time.

Why doesn't she want to enter the palace of marriage as soon as possible, since He Yi'an left the group, for a full ten years, the relationship journey of the two has been too bumpy, too tortuous, and too helpless.

They have wasted too many years of youth, and now they are properly older youths. Cheng Jiangshui looked forward to his mother's sobriety, hoping that she could witness her only daughter stepping into that sacred hall, but her mother's illness never took a turn for the better, which made people sad.

On this night, the father and daughter of the Cheng family sat side by side at the entrance of the building, looking at the secluded night sky, and Cheng Jiangshui intermittently told He Yi'an's meaning. Cheng Jia'an lit a cigarette, thought silently, and then said to his daughter abruptly.

"Yes, it's time for you to get things done, you can't put it off any longer. This Yi'an is in his thirties, and you are also twenty-seven, and you have to stay at someone else's house, this doll will already play soy sauce. Yi'an said that he was his godson, but people can do this, and they have not left for so many years, and they are not infatuated with you. ”

Cheng Jiang choked with tears in his eyes: "I know, but I always think that my mother can see this day!" ”

"I know your mother!"

Cheng Jia'an smiled sadly, his eyes were full of memories and affection, he looked at his daughter's tearful face with pity, and comforted: "Our family has come to this point, and Yi'an can still take care of your mother as her own biological mother. So Jiang Shui, just do it, your mother won't have any regrets......"

"Dad!" Cheng Jiangshui's heart-wrenching cry resounded in the night sky.

The hand of time is drawn to the early winter of 1990, and the heavy snow of goose feathers that is rare in the northwest has been sprinkled in the northwest, as if sending the purest blessings to a pair of bumpy newlyweds with holy colors.

At this moment, in the Cheng family's house, there are no relatives and friends to mingle, and there is no need to feast and sing all night.

In order to take care of his mother lying in bed, all the rituals were carried out quietly and simply. Cheng Jiangshui and He Yi'an, a couple who shared hardships and hardships, knelt down beside Li Xiulan's bed in fiery red clothes, and informed their unconscious mother of the only comforting news in the past three years.

Outside the house, in the TV set of an unknown house, a bitter tune came from the fluttering sound. Under the reflection of a pair of red candles, the hard-working lovers finally came together as they wished.

The years have passed, and I want to say that I was so confused back then;

It is also difficult to choose between reality and illusion, joys and sorrows;

have all had such persistence;

Why......