Chapter 9 Eighteen years old that summer

The blue sky, two or three scattered white clouds, the chirping of small birds in my ears, and the light and shadow of copper coins under the big trees. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info cool breeze, and there is a faint fragrance of plants and trees.

Mo Yunfei walked blankly on the ridge, with a golden wheat field in front of him. An old farmer wears a straw hat and sits in the shade smoking a dry tobacco pouch.

Is there wheat near Nanjing? Mo Yunfei hesitated for a moment, walked towards the old farmer, and asked from afar, "Uncle, what is your name here?"

The old farmer raised his head, his face was wrinkled and furrowed, and he smiled at Mo Yunfei, revealing his teeth yellowed by tobacco: "Grandson, I am your ancestor." ”

"I'm your ancestor!!" Mo Yunfei sat up suddenly, panting violently, he clenched his fists, and his heart beat like a drum. After reacting, he was so angry that he almost smashed the lamp: "What kind of ghost dream is this?!"

There was a slight knock outside the door, and a gentle female voice sounded: "Yunfei, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine!" Mo Yunfei looked at the door in disgust and said coldly, "Go back and sleep with you!"

The female voice said softly: "I heard your voice just now, did you have a nightmare?" I made a cup of lotus seed heart tea, and drinking a little bit will help you sleep. ”

"Get out of !!" Mo Yunfei grabbed the pillow and smashed it on the door, yelling: "Don't pretend!

There was no movement outside the door, and when Mo Yunfei opened the door the next morning, a thermos cup stood quietly next to the door. His forehead was bruised, and he kicked the cup, only to hear the lid fall off with a bang, and the tea spilled all over the floor.

"Today is Sunday, you wear this dress to the birthday party?" A magnetic male voice sounded behind Mo Yunfei, he took a deep breath, turned around and said, "Dad, this is my birthday." ”

The man who appeared in front of him, dressed in a suit, top hat, and gold-wire chained glasses, looked like an eighteenth-century English gentleman. He looked at Mo Yunfei's hip-hop T-shirt and jeans, and said with a sneer: "You can wear this dress at night, and there will be a large number of celebrities at the birthday party held at Westin at noon today." If you don't want to be laughed at for the rest of your life, go change into a dress!"

After he finished speaking, he went downstairs from the other direction, ignoring the tea and Mo Yunfei on the ground, as one of the most prominent entrepreneurs in the city, he was in no mood to manage these chores.

Whose birthday is it...... Mo Yunfei's fists clenched in pain, his bangs covered his eyes, but the tea spreading on the ground reflected his painful face.

At the Westin Hotel, luxury cars are increasing and increasing outside, and from time to time a waiter trots to rush in, respectfully pull the car door, and invite the guests to get out of the car.

Mo Yunfei was dressed in a decent suit, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, indifferently looking at the guests who entered the venue with their beautiful female companions. These people were all smiling, and they couldn't stop congratulating his father, as if it was this "gentleman" who had his birthday today.

If it weren't for that girl, that girl who was as beautiful as an angel, how could he have come to this party? Didn't he attend so many times before, didn't he hold it anyway? Anyway, the birthday party was just a gimmick, and these businessmen only cared about what they could get out of it.

"Yunfei, your classmate is here!" a woman said happily, "Why did you come in through the side door?" ”

Mo Yunfei ran down the stairs, and downstairs a noble lady wearing an off-the-shoulder dress with her long hair coiled up was chatting happily with those students from the same school. Mo Yunfei couldn't care less about his dislike for women, and stood on the golden stairs to observe them one by one: Zhao Jiarui, Liu Huanping, Liang Yan, Mu Xiaoshu, these are the girls who carried him into the car when he invited Bixian, and there was only one person missing, the most important person.

The lady inadvertently looked east, and a familiar figure came into view, and she was pleasantly surprised: "Xiangxiang, you are so beautiful today!

Mo Yunfei was stunned after turning his gaze, on the east side of the hall, Xiao Xiangyi was wearing a snow-white lace dress, her hair was clamped with a pearl hairpin, and a golden butterfly pendant was hanging in front of her collarbone. Black hair and snow skin, bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful and incomprehensible.

This little kid has grown up......

Seeing everyone's eyes on her, Xiao Xiangyi's cheeks turned crimson, and her voice was like a mosquito's chirping: "Aunt Lan, you are so loud, people are very embarrassed~~"

The lady laughed out loud, she took Xiao Xiangyi's hand and brought it to her classmates. When acquaintances meet in unfamiliar places, they will talk more forgettable. In the midst of the bright lights and laughter, Mo Yunfei turned back to the second floor again, looking at the endless crowd outside.

"Ning Lang. Mo Yunfei whispered the name, he just wanted her to come.

......

"Ahh Strange, then why do you sneeze?

The man in front of the hospital bed was peeling apples, Ning Lang stared at his slender and white hands, swallowed and salivaed: "Su Ye, your hands are so beautiful." ”

Su Ye remained silent, and took a bite after peeling the apple.

"Ahhhh!!h

Su Ye said lightly: "From ancient times to the present, how can there be an example of a god peeling an apple for mortals? ”

"Nonsense!" Ning Lang said confidently: "The Seven Fairies and Dong Yong, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the Three Virgins and Liu Yanchang, the Dragon Maiden and Liu Yi, the Concubine Mi and Hou Yi, the Queen Mother of the West and King Zhou Mu." With so many examples of the union of man and God, I don't believe that there is no god who has peeled an apple for his lover!"

Su Ye's dark pupils stared at Ning Lang without saying a word. Ning Lang suddenly found that she seemed to have said something she shouldn't have said, her mind was in a mess, and the sound of her heartbeat echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"Unfortunately, no. Su Ye's voice was as calm as usual, which made Ning Lang also settle down, with a faint hint of disappointment.

She asked, "Why not? Where is the evidence?"

Su Ye said lightly: "I don't remember seeing apples before the Qing Dynasty, you can search for it on the Internet." ”

Ning Lang pouted and took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, typed in the word "apple", clicked to confirm, and she was stupid after the entry appeared: "Apple, native to Europe, Central Asia and West Asia, was introduced to China in the nineteenth century. ”

was slapped in the face......

Ning Lang slid onto the bed like a loach, pulled up the white quilt, and hid inside: "I want to go home, obviously I am not sick at all, why do you force me to be hospitalized! Do you want me to do thirty backflips in front of the doctor to be eligible to be discharged?!"

The corners of Su Ye's mouth hooked slightly, and he picked up another apple and said, "Don't make trouble, the doctor said to observe for a day, and you will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." ”

"It's really sad," Ning Lang sighed: "Rich people are so powerful, I thought Dr. Ding was just an ordinary rich second generation, but I didn't expect his family to be rich enough to open a hospital by himself." ”

"It's just a bunch of mundane things. Su Ye said lightly: "In the face of death, all beings are equal. ”

"Isn't there a dungeon?" Ning Lang muttered: "I've been reading Zhiwei novels for the past two days, which say that money can make ghosts grind, and the dead are also divided into upper, middle and lower. ”

Su Ye said coldly: "There is no underworld now, people will be reincarnated by themselves after death, and each will have a destiny." ”

Ning Lang was stunned, and secretly lifted the quilt to look at Su Ye. She found that whenever she mentioned the matter of immortals, Su Ye was very indifferent, and he was frightening.

"It's time to go. Su Ye got up and said, "There is a corpse change in the crematorium, I have to go over to deal with it." ”

"Then are you coming back?" Ning Lang reluctantly said, "I want to ask you about your cultivation." ”

Su Ye stopped his steps and said calmly: "Ning Lang, you remember, the aura of heaven and earth must not be absorbed. The so-called cultivation is only one way to accumulate merit, and when you are truly appreciated by everyone, you will naturally gain merit. By then, you will understand a lot of things. ”

Ning Lang pouted and didn't speak, his fingers scribbling on the quilt. After waiting for a long time without moving, she poked her head out of the quilt, the ward was empty, and Su Ye had already left.

"Badstar!" Ning Lang sat up and scolded softly. She looked out the window, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw two large apples, two very large, peeled apples.

Ning Lang bit his lower lip: "Big villain!"

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At the Westin, the birthday party is in full swing, with champagne fountains, colorful fireworks, and glittering crystal chandeliers illuminating ********. In the soft music, everyone danced, and after Mo Yunfei and a woman who didn't even remember her name danced the first dance, another girl spun around and invited him to dance together. After three consecutive games, Mo Yunfei was bored and vomited, and went directly to the corner and poured ice water to dissipate his suppressed anger.

"Drink so violently, aren't you afraid of hurting your stomach?" a boy sat down in front of him, gently shaking the cocktail in his hand, and the ice cubes and glasses collided with the beautiful music.

"Li Zhulin?" Mo Yunfei stared at the shaking wine glass in his hand and said mockingly: "I didn't expect you to be an ordinary student, this young master is full of learning. ”

Li Zhulin's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "My father goes in and out of some private clubs all day long, even if he is a fool, he has learned it after watching it for twenty years." ”

"You!" Mo Yunfei gritted his teeth, Li Zhulin's father was his father's driver, which pointed out that Sang's ability to scold Huai made people's hearts panic.

Li Zhulin gently sipped the bright wine, and said gently: "Classmate Mo, I came here to tell you one thing, Ning Lang told me on Friday that she would not come to your banquet, to be exact, she didn't want to see you." ”

Mo Yunfei was stunned, he sat on the seat, his face turned pale a little. Li Zhulin shook his head and sighed, put the empty wine glass aside, and stepped on the beat to enter the dance floor. The ice water in Mo Yunfei's hand gradually warmed up, but his heart became cold, and Li Zhulin's voice echoed in his ears: "She won't come to your banquet, she doesn't want to see you, she doesn't come to the banquet because she doesn't want to see you, she! no! want to! see you!"

What happened later Mo Yunfei can't remember, he was dragged into the dance floor and trampled on many women; he was pushed to the front of the stage by his stepmother to give a speech, rigid and stiff like a robot; he was called by his father to toast the elders, and when he poured the wine, he spilled all over them; he was taken by his classmates to blow out candles, but he tripped and fell into the eighteen-layer cake; he became the focus and laughing material of the audience, and his father privately gritted his teeth and told him to get out, so he left.

The weather outside was so nice, the sun was shining on his body, but now he didn't want that. Mo Yun flew away for a long time before he found an alley behind a residential building that was empty. There was a garbage can, and a few wild cats had their fur on their heads and let out a low roar. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground, and said weakly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

The wild cat stared at him for a few moments, making sure that the man had no intention of harming them, and went to the garbage dump to rummage for food.

Mo Yunfei's pocket suddenly vibrate, he opened his phone, and hung up directly after seeing the person's name. When he was about to lock the screen, he saw the line of contacts, like a ghost, he clicked into the contact, found Ning Lang, but there was no movement until the screen went black.

He's been on this number for two years and has never dialed it. He was afraid that Ning Lang would ask where the number came from, but every time he saw the name on his phone, he would fantasize about what to talk about after getting through, and he smirked.

Mo Yunfei pressed the phone again and clicked into the text message page, he didn't dare to say it on the phone, at least the text message could be thoughtful. I love you, I love you more than anyone else, I can live for you, I can die for you, kneel for you, beg for mercy for you, be the enemy of the world for you!

Frantic emotions hit his chest, and he had a thousand words, but he couldn't say them, only typed one line: "Ning Lang, today is my birthday." ”

After hesitating for a moment, he added three more words: "Ning Lang, today is my eighteenth birthday." ”

The sun gradually set in the west, and eventually he deleted the text message word by word, and deleted the name.

Deep in the alley, a low cry was heard, like a homeless child.

Su Ye carried a knife and stood silently outside the alley, it was almost dark.