"Have you arrived?" As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar place.

It is the place where she has lived for many years, and no one could have imagined that after the former chairman of the Shen Group passed down the position, he moved to a small courtyard.

After his parents divorced, Yan Ci was also sent to this small courtyard and lived with the old man.

Of course, this proposal was first put forward by Grandpa, and it was also agreed by Yan Ci himself.

As the saying goes, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather, and instead of staying in a home that doesn't feel like home, it is better to live with a grandfather who really likes you.

After getting out of the car, Yan Ci trained her memories and took Qi Yanchen to walk around the street, and when she passed by a middle school, she also introduced: "This is my former junior high school, and my photo used to be on the honor roll." ”

The sky is getting dark, there are a few lights outside the honor list, the list is very new, obviously changes every year, these student photos are all very green faces.

Through these young faces, Yan Ci seemed to recall his youth.

Although her junior high school life was a bit boring, she made a few friends, and now they are all in touch, which is not too boring.

However, these classmates are now scattered all over the country, most of them are married and have children, have stable jobs and their own families, and it is difficult for them to get together.

Unlike Yan Ci, because of work, there is no fixed place to live.

Yan Ci shook his head, and sighed as he walked: "Eh, it's too late today, I shouldn't let you in, I can take you in next time I have a chance." ”

Qi Yanchen suddenly held her hand and interlocked his fingers.

The warmth of his body was transmitted to her body through the palm of his hand, as if this would bring her warmth and comfort.

The dim glow of the streetlamp reflected her face.

She raised her eyes, and her shadow was reflected in his extremely beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and her curled eyelashes blinked like two small fans. "Maybe you can tell me about your old life."

The two strode forward side by side, there were not many people in the town, not even on the street, and everyone may still live day by day according to the way of sunrise and sunrise. It's very different from the traffic in the big cities, and if you walk around here alone, you might feel overwhelmed.

But walking on the crowded roads in big cities, you may feel that you have no place to live and no place to be.

In short, big cities and small places have their own advantages and disadvantages, it just depends on how you look at it.

Yan Ci spoke softly, slowly narrating his past, and telling the memories left by this small city to him.

"I should never have said that my parents were divorced, and I forgot what age I was sent to live with my grandfather."

"Of course, you don't need to look at me with sympathy, here, I have everything except no father and mother, and my grandfather also tried his best to make up for my lack of love, but my grandfather felt sorry for me until he died."

"Although I never blamed him, the unhappiness in my parents' marriage was not caused by him, nor was it the result he wanted to see."

Yan Ci shows a bright and strong side to the outside world.

She rarely, if not ever, opened her wounds to someone, exposed the bloody side of her life, and let others sympathize with her. She didn't have to, and she didn't need to.

Everyone has secrets that they don't want outsiders to know, sometimes they don't want others to explore, sometimes they don't know who to say, or they can't say it.

If Yan Ci is unwilling to say it, he is willing to guard his secret with her all the time.

If Yan Ci wants to talk and want to find someone to chat, Qi Yanchen is very willing to be a listener.

The woman was willing to confide in him, open her heart, and intermittently recall the past when she was young, Qi Yanchen should have been happy, but now he didn't feel so, he only felt that his heart was pinched by a big hand, and a sense of suffocation hit him for no reason.

Yan Ci had a smile on his face, pretending to be indifferent and narrating some scattered things to him, and the smile was so abrupt and dazzling in his eyes.

She had a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, just a faint sadness, and something he couldn't see clearly.

The memories of this town are mixed, and it can be said that they are mixed with bitterness.

There wasn't much he could do, just stand by his side and be with her.

Yan Ci felt that his palms were clenched tighter, and he looked up at the sky, it was not too early.

So she pinched the man's palm and said, "It's not early, let's go to my hometown for a night's rest first, and then go to see grandpa tomorrow." ”

Grandpa was buried on the ancestral grave mountain of the Shen family, and it was indeed unsafe and strange to go to worship at night.

"I forgot, I didn't even prepare a bouquet of flowers." Qi Yanchen said in a low voice.

Yan Ci was not ready to go back to his hometown in such a hurry, but he just mentioned it in a daze while lying in bed last night, so naturally he couldn't blame Qi Yanchen for not being fully prepared.

"It's okay, it's sold on the street, let's just buy it tomorrow, and we don't have to go to Sioux City to stay in a hotel, you know, I don't like Sioux City."

"Anyway, I haven't been back to Sioux City for a long time, and I haven't been back to that home."

Qi Yanchen has always respected her privacy, and he never asks what she doesn't want to say.

But walking on the half-dilapidated streets of the town, the smell of fried vegetables in the air came from the air, and he asked in a ghostly manner: "What about your parents?" ”

Grandpa is her relative and her dependence, and when he died, Yan Ci must have been very sad.

Yan Ci kicked the stone on tiptoe, "My mother should have remarried abroad, and with that artist, my father married his first love and gave birth to a son." ”

Just like in the script of "The Wrong Year", sure enough, art comes from life and is higher than life.

Qi Yanchen was a little dazed, no matter what problems he encountered on weekdays, he could analyze them rationally and objectively, and find the best solution to solve the problem.

But what should he say now?

Said he would always be with her?

Clearly inappropriate.

The importance of parents in a person's upbringing is self-evident.

She has lacked the love of her parents since she was a child, and there is a high probability that she will never get it again in her life.

Qi Yanchen suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand to pull the person over and hugged her, hugging her very tightly.

Yan Ci pushed him and said angrily: "What's the matter, I'm not so hypocritical, I'm just touching the scene." ”

The man reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, his laughter was very soft, the warm breath was on her forehead, and the tail note was slightly dragging, "It's nothing, I just want to hug you." ”

Last year, when my grandfather had just passed away, Yan Ci felt that the sky was about to fall, and he had to lock himself in his room day and night, day and night upside down, and he couldn't sleep.

When the old man left, he was so thin that he lay down on the hospital bed with tubes all over his body.

At that time, she was filming in other places, and the old man waited for her to come back and look at her again before he swallowed.

Since then, she has even begun to blame herself for not having more time to spend with her grandfather if she is not an actor.

If he hadn't been filming outside during that time, wouldn't his grandfather have to endure the pain until she came to pass away.

Yan Ci didn't know what to say, so he raised his breath with that one, and the next words he was going to say were stuck in his throat.

She looked up and saw a wall in front of her. After a while, Qi Yanchen let go of her.

She stared at the pair of dark eyes on the other side, carefully looked at the swaggering face of Shuanglianli, and saw ten percent seriousness in his eyes.

This time, she took the initiative to shake his hand and walked forward together, and the street lamp pulled the shadows of the two of them.

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, Yan Ci turned on the light in the courtyard, and Qi Yanchen saw the whole picture of the small courtyard.

The walls of the courtyard are the most primitive red brick piles, but the rooms are not primitive rural mud houses, but more modern.

And the yard is not big, but it is not small, it can be seen that the owner of the yard likes this yard very much, and it can also be seen that it is small.

It's just that no one takes care of it, and the flower pots are too luxuriant, and the flower pots have grown, and the weeds in the corners of the walls are already very lush.

Yan Ci scratched his cheeks and explained embarrassedly: "Actually, I asked Aunt Li next door to help me take care of the garden, but she broke her leg some time ago, so she didn't have time to come over, so it became like this." ”

Qi Yanchen saw her embarrassment and said, "It's okay, we have time to sort it out together." ”

"Come in first." Yan Ci led him into the door.

The first floor is the living room and kitchen, and the rooms are on the second floor.

The furniture was covered with a white cloth, and she reached out to remove the cloth covering the sofa, and the dust flew up, and the dust particles could be seen in the dim light.

"Ahem."

"You don't need to uncover it, you won't be able to live long anyway." Qi Yanchen reached out and took the cloth in her hand and put the sofa back on.

"Okay, it's a little late today, let's rest first, the room you sleep in, I sleep in Grandpa's room."

Yan Ci's room is not too large, but it is full of knick-knacks.

The bed, wardrobe, and desk are old-fashioned wood, very old-fashioned, but the floors and chandeliers are modern.

Yan Ci explained: "Before, this was an earthen house, because my grandfather was moving back to live, and my father and my uncle renovated it, but my grandfather was reluctant to let these old things go, so he stayed. ”

There are also a lot of anime stickers on the desk, and they have been integrated with the table because they are too long ago, and they can't be torn off.

Stroking the mottled texture of the wooden tabletop, Qi Yanchen imagined the teenage Yan Ci wearing a ponytail, sitting upright at the desk, doing homework, writing and drawing.

The young girl took several stickers out of her bag and set up her desk.

The mattress and quilt are packed in dust bags, so they are clean and ready to use when you take them out.

Yan Ci opened the wardrobe, Qi Yanchen took the initiative to pack a few and take them out, and said, "I'll clean it up, you can sit down." ”

"Okay." She pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat on her back, hugging the back of the chair and resting her head on the backrest.

Just watched Qi Yanchen make the bed little by little.

I thought that coming here would touch the scene, but fortunately, time will smooth everything out after all.

She remembers every bit of her life here with her grandfather, and even if she never sees her again, she will never forget it.

"My grandpa has a couple of new clothes, and you're going to be there in the evening, don't you mind?"

Came in a hurry, just bought toiletries at the commissary at the door, and didn't bring extra clothes.

Fortunately, the weather was still relatively good, so I washed the clothes and dried them outside overnight.

"Of course I don't mind."

……

Early the next morning, before dawn, the two washed up and set off.

Yan Ci asked while putting on his shoes, "What do you want to eat in the morning?" ”

"Everything."

So Yan Ci took him to a breakfast restaurant that he liked very much, which was at the gate of the middle school.

The sun was rising, the flowers in the garden were more vibrant, and the wooden doors were babbling in the wind.

On the way, I also met the aunt and sister who lived nearby, but I didn't expect Yan Ci to come back suddenly.