Shanyue doesn't know what's going on

Chapter 13 Ye Family
The initial impression of Ye's house to Xiang Yuan was that it was a small single-family building covered with unknown parasitic vines. It was not dilapidated, but it seemed to have a certain history. In this city full of tall buildings, it could not be called style.The folks in the village all said that Ye Binglin made a lot of money after returning to the city, but the young Xiangyuan got off the car and stood in the same small yard full of plants, thinking, how many such grasses and trees are there in the mountains? , The so-called rich people are nothing more than that.

Later, Xiang Yuan, who had completely owned everything under her feet, remembered her original thoughts, and couldn't help laughing at herself. She thought, after all, she was still a philistine, so she still didn't know how to appreciate the benefits of the Ye family. Like when she followed the little Ye Yun into this house step by step, she didn't realize what this house meant to her at all; even though she was used to this place where she had lived for many years, There is no way to fall in love with it from the beginning to the end.

The mistress of the Ye family at that time was a gentle and quiet woman, her face was somewhat similar to Ye Ling, but it could be seen that she was more beautiful than her daughter when she was young.Xiang Yuan also followed Ye Yun to call her auntie. Ye Binglin was not at home. She received Xiang Yuan politely and politely, and thanked her repeatedly for saving Ye Ling who fell into the water in Li Village.The whole feeling she gave was soft and indifferent, without deliberate enthusiasm, but that natural kindness made Xiang Yuan feel more comfortable. Xiang Yuan believed that such a mistress would definitely treat Ye Yun kindly.

When Xiang Yuan and Ye Yun came back, Mrs. Ye was fiddling with the flowers on the tea table. She took a pair of long-handled scissors and trimmed them. There were many flowers that Xiang Yuan couldn't name.Mrs. Ye asked an aunt surnamed Yang to pour tea for the two children, and sent Aunt Yang to cook. Then, while putting the pruned flower branches into a white porcelain vase, she casually followed Xiang Yuan about the housework, without saying anything. After a few words, Ye Qianze hurried down from upstairs, looked at Xiang Yuan and smiled, and said angrily, "Why didn't you call me when you came?"

Mrs. Ye brushed off the dew on the flower branch and said with a smile: "Didn't you come down by yourself before you even took a sip of tea?"

Ye Qianze sat across from Xiang Yuan, "Is everything going smoothly? I promised to pick you up..."

"It's okay, Ye Yun told me that you are very busy." Xiang Yuan interrupted him.

"Really?" Ye Qianze was a little surprised, and then laughed, "Ayun boy! He just told me that he picked it up alone..."

Xiang Yuan glanced at Ye Yun and saw that his whole face was blushing as if it was about to bleed, so he knew what Ye Qianze said was true.

"I, yes, yes... no..." Ye Yun defended tongue-tiedly, but he couldn't speak for a while, and could only lower his head and look at the floor.

Ye Qianze helped him out, patted him on the shoulder and said, "This child, why not be embarrassed, Xiang Yuan treated you like a younger brother before, isn't it right for you to pick her up?"

"Then why don't I treat you well?"

Ye Qianze was stunned for a moment, only then realized that Xiang Yuan was looking at him when he was speaking.With a smile on her face, she couldn't guess what was going on in her heart.

"Of course, Xiang Yuan, where else can I go to find a good friend like you who grew up together?" He paused, then turned to look at a vase of flowers that Mrs. Ye had planted similarly.

"Qianze, what do you think of my work today?" Mrs. Ye asked gently.

Ye Qianze also looked at it for a long time, "Auntie's standard is getting higher and higher, but good-looking is good-looking, I always feel that there is something wrong."

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ye rested her chin and looked around at the semi-finished products in front of her. Then she took one off and added a few more, but she still couldn't figure it out. "Xiang Yuan, what do you think?"

Mrs. Xiang Yuanjian Ye asked herself, and couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly. She felt that the flowers in the vase were all the same, and they couldn't be as beautiful as when they were growing wildly all over the mountains and plains. I don't know much about it, but it looks beautiful from an outsider's perspective."

Several people watched Mrs. Ye toss the flowers over and over for a while, and Aunt Yang had already put the food on the table.

"Forget it, let it be like this. Let's eat first." Mrs. Ye clapped her hands and stood up, and said with a smile, "Xiang Yuan, your Uncle Ye is on a business trip today, and he called back specially to ask me to treat you well." , it’s still early for school, so don’t worry about staying here for a few days, and let Qianze and Ayun show you around and familiarize yourself with the environment. I’m not very good at cooking, so you can try Aunt Yang’s cooking today, she is at our house Been doing it for years."

Xiang Yuan nodded again and again, several people went to the dining table, and were about to move their chopsticks, Ye Yun asked a little strangely: "Auntie, why didn't you see Ye Ling today?"

Mrs. Ye said: "She is going to the school's choir rehearsal today, and she will probably come back later. I asked Aunt Yang to save the food, so she doesn't have to wait for her." Too bad, her personality is too withdrawn, so you and I, Uncle Ye, advocated that she should participate in more school activities and get in touch with her classmates, which would be good for her."

Thinking of Ye Ling's slightly pale face, Xiang Yuan couldn't help secretly agreeing with Mrs. Ye's words. She didn't know why, so she couldn't help but glance at Ye Qianze.

After a meal was almost finished, Ye Lingcai walked in from the gate, still wearing a simple dress, Xiang Yuan met her face to face, and felt that she seemed thinner than the last time we met, her whole person was a piece of paper. like.She also saw Xiang Yuan, her attitude was still quite friendly, she nodded and said hello, "Xiang Yuan, you are here, long time no see."

"Yeah, Ye Ling, long time no see." Xiang Yuan watched her tell Mrs. Ye to have dinner later, and then went straight upstairs.Passing by the coffee table next to the sofa, Ye Ling stopped to look at the flowers her mother put in the vase, and said with a frown, "It looks weird." One luan's tail was raised a little higher, and another dahlia was pulled out, and he said to himself: "Isn't this much better?"

After finishing all this, Ye Ling turned her head and glanced in the direction of the dining table. It was so far away, but Xiang Yuan knew who she was looking at, and her eyes were clearly waiting for another person's approval.And Ye Qianze didn't make a sound, but when he put down the chopsticks, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and Ye Ling burst into a bright smile.At that moment, Xiang Yuan suddenly felt that the flowers behind her also dimmed.

That night, Xiang Yuan tossed and turned in the guest room of Ye's house and couldn't fall asleep. She is not a person who recognizes the bed, but whenever her consciousness starts to become confused, the image of the vase of flowers in the living room during the day is followed by two blurred smiling faces. The changes overlapped, forcing her tired mind to become extremely clear.She will not be wrong, but she would rather see, guess, or think wrong by herself. That is not the tacit understanding and intimacy between brothers and sisters, but the communication between two hearts without words, which only belongs to "" The knowing smile between the two of them.

She sat up from the bed, her back was wet with sweat, she reached out and grabbed the quilt under her body, the fine satin cloth was slippery and cold in her hand, she exerted some strength, but it still seemed like nothing Can't grasp it, can't hold it firmly.

She is so stupid, Ye Ling's surname is Ye, her mother married his father, they are brother and sister now, however, they don't have to if they want to!It has been five years, and Xiang Yuan remembered that he and Qian Ze have lived in two different worlds for five years, and the person who understands him best is no longer her.She Xiangyuan never conceded defeat to anyone, but she never thought that she would lose to distance and time in the end.

Xiang Yuan had never been so impulsive before. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed almost immediately, opened the door and walked out.Forgot to ask yourself what do you want to do for the first time?Forgot to ask yourself what is the point of doing this?She just wants to stand by his side, maybe she will ask what Ye Ling means to him, maybe she will persuade him to give up going abroad and stay by her side, maybe she doesn't say anything, just want to look at him, Look at him steadily.

The guest room is on the first floor, and she climbed up the steps holding onto the warm and dark ebony handrails. The soft satin slippers that Mrs. Ye gave her fell on the floor without a sound.In the first room on the second floor, there was still a ray of light through the crack of the door, Xiang Yuan leaned quietly beside the door, listening to the voices that flowed out unintentionally like the light.What she wanted to say, the question she wanted to ask, it turned out that someone was more eager to find an answer than she was.

--who is she?Who am I?
——Don't go, don't go, okay!
――I don't want to be separated from you.

……

To love a little more is to be so humble.Xiang Yuan thought, what is the difference between the present self and the pale girl on the other side of the door?It was a little cold at night, so that was fine, and the previous impulsiveness and blindness gradually cooled down along with her hands and feet. She gathered her clothes tightly and walked down the stairs step by step. When she turned around, she vaguely heard a few weeping behind the door.

In fact, she is still different from Ye Ling, at least, she doesn't need to cry like this.

Xiang Yuan returned to the room, turned off a small lamp beside the bed, and everything around him immediately sank into darkness.She recalled that after Ye Ling cried, she seemed to vaguely see at the end of the corridor about ten meters away, the rooms of Uncle Ye and Mrs. Ye also opened a crack, and quickly closed again silently.

Could it be that except for Ye Yun, everyone in this room can't fall asleep?Xiang Yuan closed her eyes and slept on the unaccustomed soft bed, as if her hands were pulling her to an invisible depth. No one had ever told her that the night in the city was darker than the night road walking in the mountains.She remembered the moon reflected in the stream, and the boy who was kneeling with her to look at the moon.He said then, "We'll never be apart." But what is forever?Who is alive who is qualified to say forever?Whether you want to or don't want to, no one can promise "never" not to be apart
(End of this chapter)