As a dispensable foil, he finally finished eating, and the uncomfortable taste far overshadowed the taste of the dishes, and even made Cheng Jiangshui feel a little bitter.

Say goodbye, it's time for the lights to come on. Although the street is full of people coming and going, lively and noisy, there is an invisible wall between Cheng Jiangshui and He Yi'an, which seems extremely deserted, even if they walk side by side, there is an inexplicable sense of estrangement.

All the way down, both were silent, Cheng Jiangshui was thinking about his thoughts, but He Yi'an on the side frowned and said with a complaining tone.

"Look at you, you don't say a word at the dinner table, how embarrassing, fortunately, Zheng Ke doesn't mind this."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Jiangshui suddenly felt very aggrieved, and muttered: "What you are talking about is a topic in the university, and I can't interject." ”

He Yi'an twisted his face, a little angry: "Then you can also talk about the topic of your women's fashion...... Hey, forget it, you don't understand any of this at all. Anyway, in the future, you can still skip a party like this. ”

Listening to He Yi'an's complaints, and even with a hint of contempt, Cheng Jiangshui felt a pang in his heart and asked in astonishment: "Yi'an, do you think I have embarrassed you?" ”

He Yi'an also felt that his words were a bit excessive, pursed his lips, and explained bluntly: "What are you talking about!" I just don't think this kind of social situation is really for you, and you shouldn't think about it. ”

Then there was silence for a while, and their steps became solemn. After a long time, Cheng Jiangshui raised his head, bit his lip slightly, and asked softly: "Yi'an, I see that this Zheng Ke has a very close relationship with you, why did you never mention it when you wrote letters before?" ”

He Yi'an pursed his lips and said stupidly: "What is there to mention here, there are more college classmates, do I have to report to you." ”

"No!" Cheng Jiangshui frowned and said hesitantly: "I always feel that Zheng Ke has something to say. ”

He Yi'an's face was slightly stiff, and his eyebrows suddenly showed a little panic, and his eyes were vaguely concealed: "Eh, are you too sensitive, why didn't I hear it." You don't know, his father was my graduate tutor and helped me a lot, so we moved around a little more often, and that's it, it's not a big deal. ”

Cheng Jiangshui lowered his head leisurely, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart, and only after a long time did he let out a low moan: "Oh, I know......"

The street market is like a variety of life, the city is changing, and the people are also changing.

The changes in the city may be straightforward to find traces, but the changes of people are hidden in the bottom of the heart, how can they be clearly analyzed with the naked eye.

The world seems to be changing, but some places seem to be frozen pictures, maintaining a permanent appearance, unchanged for thousands of years, and the wine alley in a corner of the city is like this.

The cold lanes, which are relatively remote from the downtown area, basically have no street lights. At night, the black reaches out without seeing the five fingers, and the pedestrians who return at night usually follow the habitual direction and move forward in the dark.

The better ones can bring a flashlight, and those who don't have a trick can only move their steps cautiously, occasionally deliberately making a little noise, so as to remind the other side, so as not to bump into the person who comes face to face.

Cheng Jiangshui's original memory of the liquor alley is no different from the current liquor alley, since the relocation of the regimental field, the road is still the same dirty road, the house is still the gray house, and the two-story building of the family courtyard is still the most luxurious place in the alley. It's just that the once lively home has now become a little withered, the passing of the past, the departure of the leaving, including themselves.

Cheng Jiangshui walked silently in the alley, she did not follow He Yi'an back to the dormitory of the archives, but used the excuse of worrying about her father and wanted to go home to see, but she didn't want to walk alone in her heart, so as to relieve the inexplicable depression in her heart.

Cheng Jia'an, who has retired, is in a good and bad mental state, and his hair is gradually half-white. Although the children take care of them meticulously, their hearts decay and their bodies decay, which is something that cannot be controlled by human beings.

Staying at home alone, the bitterness was a little unbearable, Cheng Jia'an moved a stool and stepped on it tremblingly, wanting to remove the box on the top of the wardrobe. How could he be weak and weak, the box was dangling on the top of his head, and seeing that he was about to fall down, Cheng Jiangshui appeared in front of him in time, hurriedly supported him, and helped him down with palpitations, complaining.

"Dad, what are you doing here, how dangerous is this!"

Cheng Jia'an panted and beat his arm, and his heart was a little timid: "Hey, I'm really old, it's so hard to get something." ”

Cheng Jiangshui frowned tightly and complained: "Knowing that you are old, you should do less of these things that climb high and low, your body is brittle, something happens, what do you let us do?" ”

Listening to his daughter's nagging, Cheng Jia'an was also a little embarrassed: "Okay, okay, Dad knows, and it won't be in the future." ”

"It's good to know!" Cheng Jiangshui's face darkened, he turned his head and glanced around, and asked angrily, "What about Jiang Hai, why aren't you at home?" ”

"He's working overtime today, and he'll have to wait a while to come back."

Cheng Jiangshui frowned, and couldn't help but say angrily: "This Jianghai, still don't let me worry!" Dad, you too, there will be no Jiang Hai at home in the future, don't mess around by yourself! ”

Being continuously blamed by his daughter, Cheng Jia'an was also a little stunned, raised his head, looked at Cheng Jiangshui who was angry, and asked suspiciously: "Jiang Shui, what's wrong with you, you have such a big temper today, is something wrong?" ”

"What can I do? It's just that the unit is a little busy and a little tired. ”

Cheng Jiangshui also noticed that his nameless fire was a little abrupt, sat down stupidly, and turned his head to divert the topic: "Dad, what do you want to take, I'll get it for you!" ”

"Oh, you can take down the box on it."

Not knowing his father's intentions, Cheng Jiangshui went to move the box down and put it on the table. Cheng Jia'an walked over and carefully wiped the dust on it, as if waiting for a delicate vase, Cheng Jiangshui asked curiously, "Dad, what's in here?" ”

Cheng Jia'an grinned and smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, just open it and take a look." ”

The box was opened, and there were no heirloom baby bumps, but stacks of ordinary letters, tied with thin ropes in different categories, some envelopes were already yellow-edged, and at first glance they were things that had been stored for a long time, Cheng Jiangshui was a little puzzled: "This is?" ”

Cheng Jia'an picked up the letter, his cloudy eyes were filled with thick memories, licked his dry lips and said: "This is the years when I went on a blind date with your mother, and the years when I became relatives and lived separately, your mother wrote to me, and some of them I wrote to your mother." Hehe, it's all here! ”

Cheng Jiangshui covered his lips in surprise and said tremblingly, "Uh, these...... You haven't lost any of these letters, have you? ”

"No, I didn't want to lose it, and your mother didn't want to lose it, so I saved it up."

Cheng Jia'an put on reading glasses and said slowly: "Your mother said back then, it was these letters that made her grit her teeth and survive the most difficult days, so I thought that when I got old, I would take it out and take it out." This is also the memory of your father and your mother when they were young, but now your mother can't see it, so I'll show it for her. ”

The simplicity and intensity of his father's words are like a glass of home-brewed old wine, which has little value in itself, but carries a precious feeling in the change of years. The thin paper is an inseparable acacia for them, as heavy as a mountain and as vast as a river and sea.

For a while, Cheng Jiangshui was shocked by this simple and sincere emotion, and then compared himself, his heart swelled with endless sourness, and he choked up: "Dad, why do you think of Mom again?" ”

"Hey, can you not want to? Sometimes when you wake up, you can still hear your mother's chirping! ”

Cheng Jia'an sighed softly, took out the letters with trembling fingers, displayed them in front of Cheng Jiangshui one by one, and explained in a rambling manner: "Oh, look at this letter, this is the first time your mother has written to me." Your mother is really a straight person, she was bold when she was young, and she wouldn't be subtle when she said she liked you, and she could come with a straight knife. You don't know it yet, but the object of your mother's baby kiss back then was your Uncle Dashi! Hehe, but your mother just doesn't look down on him, and she makes your uncle-in-law angry enough. What does this mean? This shows that your dad was still very attractive at that time......"

Cheng Jia'an was immersed in his sweet memories, and his cheeks were flushed with the vicissitudes of aging, as if at this moment time was going backwards, and he returned to the years of struggle when he was young and steely.

At that time, with Li Xiulan's shadow, she sang high-pitched red songs, and wrote a life story of endless struggle all the way with unforgettable marks of the times.

Cheng Jiangshui can understand this, because there is also his own young figure in those stories. Listening to her father's lingering story, she also felt the same way, tears unconsciously swirled in her eyes, gently leaned her head on her father's arm, and muttered faintly.

"Dad, you and Mom are so happy!"

Cheng Jia'an's eyes flashed with bright starlight, and he said in a solemn tone: "Isn't it, what I am proud of in this life is not only to have your children, but also to marry your mother!" You are my pride, I am also your pride, this is the happiest thing between husband and wife! ”

Tears fell, and Cheng Jiangshui choked up: "I really envy you and Mom!" ”

As if he didn't notice his daughter's inappropriateness, Cheng Jia'an smiled heartily: "Hehe, it's good that you don't get along with Yi'an, it's all the same, it's all the same!" ”

Tears blurred his vision, and sorrow filled his heart, Cheng Jiangshui muttered to himself in Cheng Jia'an's inaudible voice: "No! It's not the same! ”

Mo Dao beauty is always stupid, and she is not cheap;

Just because he will do everything in the world, he will cause sorrow and sorrow.

After visiting her father, Cheng Jiangshui returned to the dormitory of the archive with a sad stomach, looking at the empty room, she suddenly felt a burst of loneliness. She sat at the table, took out the bottle of perfume given by Zheng Ke, rubbed, thought, and melancholy......

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Cheng Jiangshui and He Yi'an are busy with their heads. He Yi'an may be even better, often Cheng Jiangshui works overtime and returns home, but he still can't see his shadow.

Every time he returned to the empty room, Cheng Jiangshui couldn't help but think a lot in his heart, He Yi'an Ke was working overtime in the archive room not far from him, accompanied by the so-called college classmates, what were they doing?

Is it as intimate as a wine banquet when it comes to work?

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiangshui's heart was faintly blocked, and the woman's innate mysterious sixth sense was disturbed, but it was not good to run over to look for it in a grand manner.

What can you do and say when you go, are you not at ease? Or surveillance?

Try to convince yourself to believe in any Yi'an, after all, the couple's emotions have been tested by ups and downs.

When it comes to the foundation, they are much deeper than those who fall in love at first sight or matchmakers, is this kind of suspicion too neurotic?

Putting down the groundless speculation and apprehension for the time being, Cheng Jiang lay on his side at the head of the bed without unties, quietly waiting for He Yi'an's return.