I Heard You Still Love Her

Xiao Ruoyan was some distance away from Yan Zhilan. She couldn't hear what she was talking to the vegetable shop owner, but could only see the smile on her face.

Very beautiful, the spring breeze is not as good as her.

Xiao Ruoyan's numb heart was unblocked a little bit, because Yan Zhilan's attraction was beating violently, just like when she was a teenager.

In high school, Yan Zhilan was a typical pampering hand. Her piano hands were well protected, let alone buying vegetables. She didn't know how to do anything when she first came to the dormitory.

Washing clothes, doing housework, and even simple cooking of noodles. Yan Feng does not allow her to do such work to protect her hands. He even firmly disagrees with his daughter’s proposal to live in school. Can't help Yan Zhilan's soft and hard foam.

After Yan Zhilan moved in, she just started to do some work in a pretense, she has always appeared in front of Xiao Ruoyan in the most "perfect" image, and she didn't want to compromise.

But when Xiao Ruoyan once ate her noodles and showed a mysterious smile like Mondalisa, Yan Zhilan was almost confessed by Xiao Ruoyan, spoiled like a little princess.

Cleaning of school uniforms, clothes and skirts, making simple meals, Xiao Ruoyan's hands are not only playing guitar sticks, but also in other aspects. Even if the toilet light is broken, she can step on a chair to fix it by herself. She can also repair some small pieces of furniture. She can read all the wiring diagrams she learned from Xiao He, and she can be regarded as a half electrician.

Yan Zhilan looked at her blankly every time, her eyes full of admiration: "You are so awesome." She was a little bit annoyed: "I don't know anything, even a bowl of noodles can't be cooked."

Xiao Ruoyan squeezed her face: "You are my princess, you don't need to do anything."

And now...

Xiao Ruoyan approached her slowly and felt sore and distressed as she watched her skillfully picking vegetables.

That night was all in her mind. At the hotel, Yan Zhilan lit her fingertips and watched what she said.

—A Yan, you have left me for ten years.

…

The heart seems to be opened by something.

Xiao Ruoyan slowly walked behind Yan Zhilan. Yan Zhilan was still chatting with the boss. She smelled a familiar smell. After a pause, she turned around in surprise, "Why are you here?"

She also held a purple long eggplant in her hand, and her eyes sparkled with joy.

Xiao Ruoyan swallowed the turbulent emotions in her heart and smiled at her slightly, "Will you buy vegetables?"

Yan Zhilan raised her eyebrows, "Why not, hum, don't underestimate me."

In recent years, she has not only made grocery shopping, but has made rapid progress. She is always a good cook.

Some of her wanted to give Xiao Ruoyan a hand, and hurriedly chose the food to check out. The lady boss said that she refused to ask for anything, and Yan Zhilan's anxious face flushed: "You don't want it, I won't be able to come over and buy food in the future.

However, the proprietress could only accept the money. She was looking down and sorting out the vegetables. A five or six-year-old girl walked out of the vegetable shop. She was very cute, with big eyes and sniffled her nose: "Sister."

Yan Zhilan touched her hair, she took a peek at the boss's wife, quickly took out a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl quickly took it, and handed the little frog she had folded to Yan Zhilan.

When the proprietress arranged the dishes and looked up, the two had already completed the "underground" transaction.

Xiao Ruoyan, who witnessed everything silently:...

"Let's go back soon." Carrying two big bags full of vegetables, Yan Zhilan walked in front, Xiao Ruoyan didn't move, she put her hands in her pockets and looked behind her.

Yan Zhilan turned her head to look at her, Xiao Ruoyan raised her hand: "Give it to me."

Yan Zhilan was taken aback, and then smiled. Her smile was very happy and a little bit ashamed.

The lady boss looked at Yan Zhilan in surprise, and then at Xiao Ruoyan, her eyes filled with shock.

Xiao Ruoyan looked at her calmly, did not speak, nodded politely, and left with Yan Zhilan.

The little girl stood beside her mother and asked curiously, "Is that a friend of my sister?"

Yan Zhilan has always come to the grocery store to buy food all these years, all alone. This is the first time that she has taken someone else.

The lady boss was silent for a while and thought, she looked at her daughter: "Don't ask about adults and children, go do your homework."

…

The campus is always a place full of joy and youth.

Xiao Ruoyan followed Yan Zhilan along the way, full of young and enthusiastic faces like flowers. You can feel that Yan Zhilan is “popular” in school. The boys and girls laughed and shouted “Teacher Yan” when they saw her.

They all smiled at her, very close and respectful, and not afraid.

Xiao Ruoyan remembered when they were in high school, every one of them saw the teacher and couldn't wait to get rid of the oil.

Yan Zhilan introduced her to the surroundings of the school. Xiao Ruoyan listened quietly. She couldn't help but look at Yan Zhilan's profile. She was not a talkative person. But in front of Xiao Ruoyan, she had endless words.

"The students nowadays are different from ours. Everyone has received education earlier, and some even recognize music scores in kindergarten, which is even better than you."

"It's just maybe because of social reasons. Many creations have become impetuous. I still like the pure feeling of your high school."

"Well, by the way, there is a student in our class who has something like you, tall and cold, and a talented creative girl."

"The lake over there is what you like."

…

Lots of topics.

After all, it was all around Xiao Ruoyan.

Xiao Ruoyan listened quietly, staring at Yan Zhilan with warm eyes, full of pampering and nostalgia.

Yan Zhilan's heartbeat speeded up as she watched her, her head drooping slightly, her delicate skin stained with pink. Xiao Ruoyan carried two bags in one hand, freed one hand, and gently pinned the broken hair on her forehead behind her ear: "Well, no hurry, you will take me slowly later."

A "later" is like the most beautiful movement in the world.

The sunlight reflected on her face, and Yan Zhilan's eyes shone brightly. She pursed her lips and looked at Xiao Ruoyan, and smiled lightly, "Yes, there will be time in the future."

Yan Zhilan's mood got better, until she took Xiao Ruoyan upstairs, a teacher who knew her still inquired and asked: "Who is that person? Teacher Yan is so happy."

Yan Zhilan is very popular in school. She met a naughty student and deliberately embarrassed her in class. Other classmates couldn't stand it anymore. She just smiled slightly, didn't lose her temper, and softly talked to each other. Sit down with soft light in your eyes, and in the end, the most troublesome student has become her number one fan.

Whoever chats with her, Yan Zhilan can speak with a smile. Some female teachers are there. When they get married at this age, they will always have small problems such as widowed marriages and disputes between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. It was annoying to hear a few sentences. Yan Zhilan listened patiently with a smile, and occasionally said a few words that were as gentle as a drizzle.

But that's such a person.

She has no close friends in school.

She is always alone.

At the door.

Yan Zhilan opened the door first, let Xiao Ruoyan put the food in, and then went to get her slippers.

Small room, not big, Xiao Ruoyan estimated that it should be more than seventy flat, but Yan Zhilan cleaned it very clean and very warm.

"Change your shoes."

Yan Zhilan handed her a pair of blue slippers and wore a pair of pink slippers herself.

Xiao Ruoyan observed carefully. Except for the two pairs of slippers and the disposable slippers next to her, there were no other shoes on her shoe rack. And this pair of blue slippers, depending on the size, she wore just 37's. , Men should not be able to wear it.

Impossibly, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Entered the room.

Xiao Ruoyan looked around while washing his hands. The house is small and the decoration style is very intellectual. Basically, they use low-key colors such as white and gray.

There is a piano in the middle of the living room.

Xiao Ruoyan looked a little lost.

I still remember when I was a teenager.

Xiao Ruoyan hugged Yan Zhilan and hummed softly, "I want to have a home, a place that doesn't need to be gorgeous... When I'm tired, I think of it..."

Yan Zhilan would pinch her nose, "What kind of home do you want in the future?"

Xiao Ruoyan thought for a while, "It's like what the lyrics say, it doesn't need to be too big, you have me, a piano, a guitar, and it's better to have a fat cat." She said. While holding Yan Zhilan, he shook gently: "When we are at get off work, we are busy. When we are off work, we cook and eat together, watch TV and walk hand in hand, go home, hug and watch a movie together, tease the cat. …"

Very simple and simple wish.

Xiao Ruoyan lowered her head and rubbed the tip of Yan Zhilan's nose with the tip of her nose: "How about you?"

Yan Zhilan smiled and looked into her eyes: "It's good to have you."

…

Xiao Ruoyan was thinking in a daze. There was a shrill cry of "meow". Before she could react, a meatloaf-like object smashed over. She was shocked. The body reacted faster than the brain. , Retreat quickly.

"Little, no trouble!"

Yan Zhilan yelled, walked over and picked up the yellow fat ball-like cat on the ground. She looked at Xiao Ruoyan against the wall and smiled in horror.

"It... you raised it?"

Xiao Ruoyan tilted her head to look at the fat cat. This cat was too fat. It was a match for Garfield. She shrank in Yan Zhilan's arms and looked at her vigilantly. Yan Zhilan comfortably touched the softness of her neck. Meat, "It's alright, it's a family member."

What family member?

The little boy didn't eat this set. It grinned at Xiao Ruoyan, and even stretched out a paw to threaten and intimidate.

Xiao Ruoyan was also very speechless, she had never seen such an arrogant and fat cat.

"Say hello."

Yan Zhilan's eyes hooked Xiao Ruoyan, grabbed a small paw, and waved at Xiao Ruoyan: "Little, this is your mommy." Xiao Ruoyan:...

There was a moment of silence.

Xiao Ruoyan looked at the cat who was still barking her teeth, and felt that it was a bit different from the meatballs of other people who squinted their eyes and arched their hands and begged for the tiger to touch. Not to mention the appearance, but in terms of character, it is particularly unpleasant. People like it.

Yan Zhilan rubbed her small head with great affection, and smiled and said to Xiao Ruoyan: "The first time I saw it, I felt that my personality was very similar to you."

Xiao Ruoyan:...

Yan Zhilan felt that her baby didn't seem to be very in A Yan's eyes, she explained like a mother protecting her calf: "It's getting old, a bit older, and it has accompanied me from home to abroad over the years. People who run around are not as lively as they were when they were young."

There was a moment of silence.

Xiao Ruoyan asked softly: "How old is it?"

Like animals, apart from distinguishing age in appearance, the simplest and most direct way is to look at the eyes.

This cat, Xiao Ruoyan actually saw some "vicissitudes" in its eyes.

Yan Zhilan thought for a while, "I was a baby when I picked it up. It should be ten years old now. Don't dislike it."

She hugged it cautiously, kissed Xiao Xiao's forehead, Xiao Xiao leaned on her, changed her indifference with Xiao Ruoyan just now, squinted her eyes with enjoyment, and even made a "meow" coquettish cry.

Ten years old...

Xiao Ruoyan's throat suddenly seemed to be stuck, she slowly walked to a cat and a person, and stared at Xiao Xiao carefully.

She did research on cats in the past. The average life expectancy of cats is eleven years old. A ten-year-old cat is equivalent to an old man who is nearly sixty years old.

I was completely shocked by the small and fierce figure just now, and I didn't have time to take a closer look. Now, its hair has indeed faded with some impure, and the skin is a little loose.

Xiao Ruoyan raised his hand and gently placed it on top of Xiao Ruoyan's soft head and touched it. Maybe Yan Zhilan was there. Xiao Xiao did not reject it this time. He raised his not-so-clear eyes and looked at Xiao Ruoyan.

"This is what you raised when we were apart?"

The word "separate" was irritating and distressed, Yan Zhilan let out an "um", she hugged her head tightly and didn't look up.

that moment.

There is nothing to describe Xiao Ruoyan's mood. She endured the soreness of her nose, raised her hand to hold one of its soft paws, and said softly: "Sorry, it's been so long, I just came to see you."

Her mouth is for the short novel, but her heart is for Yan Zhilan.

Between the world of life, like a white horse, it suddenly disappears.

Looking at the imprints that the years hurriedly left on Xiao Xiao's body, Xiao Ruoyan suddenly felt that they had really been separated for so long.

She must have been lonely all these years.