At the beginning of the year, Uncle Wu sent a letter to his original family, reporting his son's physical condition as usual.But this time, Uncle Wu was full of expectations, because Gongzi had gotten rid of crutches, and lung disease was rarely repeated, except for a slightly weaker body, which was no different from a weak crown man with normal time.After the recuperation, I can go back to my home.The family's reply was only delivered to Jinguancheng in late March.After being away from home for five years, Yuan Yu'an did not rule out receiving letters or messages from his family again, and generally read them, without any mood fluctuations, as if he didn't read them, and as if he just heard Uncle Wu talk about a trivial matter from someone else's family.But Uncle Worry was a little excited, and after handing over the letter to Childe, he couldn't help but always pay attention to Childe's demeanor and behavior.Childe can go back to Pingjing, and he should be very happy to see Miss Huo.Yuan An was busy carving things in his hands, and the bamboo tube was placed in the sawdust, and he hadn't seen it yet, anyway, it was the same whether he looked at it or not, and it had no impact on his life, but seeing that Uncle Worry had been looking at himself recently, he felt strange in his heart, and he felt a little annoying, so when Uncle Worry came to add water, he asked."
Uncle Worry, what's wrong with my face?"
Uncle Wu was stunned, "Haven't you read the letter from my family?"
”Yuan Yu'an frowned, the file in his hand pushed out a piece of milky white sawdust, and he hummed without raising his head, and did not say whether to see it or not, nor did he say when to see it again.Uncle Worry was happy in his heart, but it was not easy to show it.Yuan An had his neck stiff for too long, raised his head and turned around, seeing that Uncle Wu looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, he swept around the table with an expressionless face, holding a file between his fingers, and took out a bamboo tube from a pile of sawdust.Cut the red rope, took out the letter paper, and unfolded it, there was no slightest fluctuation on Yuan Yu'an's face, only the brown pupils turned up and down.He quickly read the contents of the letter, holding the letter and lowering his eyes, and remained motionless for a few moments.Uncle Wu couldn't help but ask: "Son, your illness has almost recovered, but you are going back to Pingjing?"
”Yuan Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at Uncle Worry, raised his hand, handed the letter to Uncle Worry, and motioned him to read it himself.Uncle Worry took it, unfolded it and read it, and the eyes that were originally expecting gradually dimmed, and his brows frowned.He glanced at the young man who was constantly on his hand and put down the letter.In the letterhead that is not enough to be a palm, it is written that the younger brother is too young to leave anyone, and if Yuan Yuan really wants to return to Pingjing, he can live in his grandfather's house."
Uncle Worry can finally be reunited with his family, aren't you happy?"
Yuan Yan asked, and from his tone, Uncle Wei couldn't hear any emotion.The boy who would be angry because of the family letter has finally grown into a quiet young man.Uncle Wu replied truthfully, "Happy." ”How could it not be happy."
It turns out that when Uncle Wu was happy, he also frowned."
Yuan Yuan laughed.Uncle Worry didn't answer, Yuan Yu'an raised his head to look at him, "Uncle Worry also thinks they are too much, so I'm afraid that I won't be able to return to Pingjing?"
”The young man laughed briefly, lowered his head, and went on with his work, without saying more.The late spring sun had brought some heat and dryness, but his body was still bitterly cold, and time seemed to have stopped on the winter day when he first arrived in Jinguan City five years ago.Both of them were silent, and in silence, the file cut inside the house, and the finches chirped outside.After a long time, Uncle Wu said, "Childe, don't you want to go back to Pingjing to see Miss Huo?"
”The movement of the young man's hand paused, blinked, the focus of his gaze did not change, and it was repeated.Uncle Worry walked out, and the shadow dangled at the door for a long time.Childe never refused to admit that he missed Miss Huo, obviously he was very happy when he read Miss Huo's letter, but when he replied to the letter, his eyebrows were full of sadness, especially in recent months, after reading Miss Huo's letter, he wanted to sit on the second floor for a long time, and he didn't reply to the letter.I remember the last time I said that Childe missed Miss Huo, and Childe was angry, as if it was an unforgivable thing to miss a friend.Uncle Worry sighed.As the sky sinks in the west, the shadows of the trees drag from the ground to the east wall, and the orange afterglow warms the wall.Yuan An was still carving, and there were already several defective products under his feet, and he didn't let Uncle Worry take them away when he was cleaning.It is said that it is a defective product, but in fact it is also very delicately carved, and it seems that the person who carved it is not satisfied, and before it can be polished, it is waved aside.It was a sunny day in late spring, but after Uncle Ziwu mentioned Huo Yuyu, Yuan Yu'an became even more gloomy, sitting in front of the table almost all day long, carving the things in his hand.It wasn't until another evening that he was finally satisfied.The young man picked up the hairpin and looked at it carefully, with a hazy smile in his eyes, as if he was really satisfied.He breathed a long sigh of relief and stretched his sternum, because he had been holding his chest for a long time, and the place in the middle of the thoracic spine was painful.Wanting to make sure again that this time it was really perfect, he immediately turned out the fire fold and lit the candle flame on the side.The candlelight and the sunset illuminated the pale and handsome face of the young man, the messy sawdust on the table, and the half-scrolled, half-unfolded portrait of a young girl in the open drawer—that was the self-portrait that Huo Yuyu had sent for fear that he would forget her appearance.The girl in the painting has a bright face and a slightly restrained expression, as if she is facing the person looking at the painting.Suddenly, he pulled the hairpin a little farther away and stared at it, his eyebrows furrowed, and his brow twitched a few times.Wrong!
Still not right!
It's not right to do so much!
He put down the wooden hairpin, clasped his fingers, pinched the pale yellow calloused fingertips a few times, and leaned his forehead up.After a few deep breaths, the anger in my heart not only could not be calmed, but surged up like a wave."
Hum—" Anger burned his ears.Yuan Yu'an closed his eyes, endured, endured, and finally opened his eyes, saw the portrait, and anger erupted from his eyes.He looked at fourteen-year-old Huo Yuyu and thought over and over again.Why did she appear in his life?
Let him think that he can make a mog out of the quagmire, but he still has to mold and rot here.Why did she write so many letters to him?
Let him know from afar how wonderful she is, and it will take three years to feel that he will finally be abandoned.She's a bad boy, she's said so much nonsense, do you still want him to watch her become her own child, and let him wish her a happy rest of her life?!
He hated it.He had never felt like he hated someone so much.Yuan An brushed off the hairpin on the table.The hairpin and the sawdust rushed out of the table together, and the sawdust fell lightly to the ground, but the hairpin hit the threshold straight up, flicked upward, and the general fell out of the door, rolling out.A plain white slender hand picked up the hairpin.As soon as his anger was discharged, Yuan Yuan finally heard the movement outside the door, he thought it was Uncle Worry, and turned his head to look.At that moment, the distance between him and the door frame grew infinitely.The trees in the courtyard, the east wall smeared by the setting sun, and the thin red sky all receded far away.The girl in the painting appeared at the door, looked at the "defective product" that he threw away, pursed her lips and smiled, raised her hand and inserted it into the ponytail above her head.Huo Yuyu turned his face to look at him, and smiled out a row of rice teeth, "I like it, can you give it to me?"
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