Crush addiction

Yu Chenyuan and Song Chuan walked halfway through the village before arriving at the man's house they met earlier. The man's name was Yu Hongwen.

However, what Song Chuan was most impressed with was the two white marble lions at the gate of Yu Hongwen's house. Their arrogance definitely attracted Song Jikun's attention.

"That's my house, from the past." Yu Chenyuan pointed to a brand new three-story western-style building next to him, "It was the same as before last year."

Song Chuan looked over and saw that his house was so new that there was no trace of age. Although he didn't know what the previous house was like, it felt like the books he had calculated for a long time were suddenly emptied, leaving only the memory in his brain. impression.

"What are you looking at?" Yu Hongwen came out, and when he saw the two people in a daze at the door, he also glanced at the next door, "It was rebuilt at the end of last year. I'm not used to it after more than 20 years. I think it was our village back then. The most beautiful house."

"Actually, I've always thought it was pretty ugly. It's neither earthy nor foreign!" Yu Chenyuan dismissed it nonchalantly. That 'home' was not even a dusty memory for him. If it weren't for the fact that the house had been there all these years, he might He had long forgotten what it was like, let alone the inside of the house. His only impression was probably the railing of the stairs that he would use as a slide.

"If I had known you thought so, I wouldn't have bothered to praise you in vain. Fortunately, I was worried that you would be sad and wanted to comfort you!" Yu Hongwen said while putting his arms around Yu Chenyuan's neck and dragging him into the yard.

Song Chuan froze behind and stared at Yu Hongwen's hand bitterly, but the other party turned around and called him, "Little brother, come in! You are so shy!"

Song Chuan scolded this person surnamed Yu fiercely in his heart, and followed into the yard with a hypocritical smile on his face.

There are two reclining chairs in the middle of the small courtyard, and an old man over sixty years old is lying on them drinking a pot of tea and basking in the sun.The old man raised his eyes suddenly when he saw Song Chuan, sat up straight and asked, "Are you Song Jikun's son?"

Only then did Yu Hongwen remember to ask, "By the way, little brother, I'm sorry I haven't asked your name all this time!"

"Song Chuan, nice to meet you!" Song Chuan didn't mind that he didn't ask his name, but he only cared about the arm that was still around Yu Chenyuan. Hongwen shook hands.

As expected, the old man on the reclining chair said, "Song Jikun is really your father!"

"Do you know my father?" Song Chuan turned around and asked.

"Why don't you know him? Back then, he lived next door to Yu Rongjun's house for more than half a year, and the whole village was so noisy with those two bastards that he couldn't sleep. You look just like him at that time!" The old head was thinking of something interesting, Staring at Song Chuan with a smile.

"Uncle, don't talk nonsense to him!" Yu Chenyuan interjected. He was not afraid that the man would say something scandalous about his family, but he knew that the old man usually cultivated his morals, but he didn't accompany him. Tell me everything about the year.Seeing Yu Chenyuan obstructing him, Song Chuan was very excited. He imitated Yu Chenyuan and shouted: "Uncle, can I sit?"

The old man patted the other reclining chair next to him, "Sit down, get out of here! Unfilial bastards!"

This sentence was spoken in a dialect, but Song Chuan didn't understand it, so Yu Hongwen looked at him sympathetically, "Don't pay attention to him! Don't pay attention to him!" Then he dragged Yu Chenyuan into the room, and he didn't know what it was called. No matter who.

Song Chuan sat down, the old man stared at him and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Song Chuan." Song Chuan replied impatiently, "Uncle, can you tell me about my dad and his family? Why did he live at Uncle Yu's house? How long did he stay?"

"How do I know that!" The old man shouted dissatisfiedly, "The two little brats know how to ride a bicycle all day long and never stop in the middle of the night. The noise of the car makes no one sleep well, and they are often scolded by the village."

Song Chuan imagined Song Jikun riding a motorcycle rampantly and laughed secretly. He really didn't expect Song Jikun to be like this when he was young. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, his imagination was too vivid.

"Oh! It's a pity that Rong Jun, who was fine, suddenly disappeared."

The old man suddenly said a sentence heavily, and Song Chuan's heart sank. Yu Chenyuan never talked about his parents. He only knew that a car accident made Yu Chenyuan an orphan.

"That kid Chenyuan, poor boy, blame his parents for being kind, saving a kid and making their own child an orphan."

"What is a hairy baby?"

"Milk doll."

Song Chuan was taken aback, "Girl doll? Aren't they in a car accident? What does it have to do with doll?"

"It has a lot to do with it." The old man glared at Song Chuan, and continued with an expression that you didn't understand, "If it wasn't for the hairy baby in his arms, Rong Jun would have died! He did something wrong!"

Song Chuan suddenly felt that a thought popped into his head and disappeared without a trace. He wanted to ask the old man clearly, but the more he asked him, the more he found that the old man's memory was chaotic and always contradictory. In the end, he couldn't figure it out. To know which part is true and which part is false, I have to give up.

When Yu Chenyuan came out half an hour later, Song Chuan raised his eyes and asked, "Why so fast?"

"It's nothing." Yu Chenyuan hugged a cardboard box. Song Chuan obviously thought of the disharmony. Yu Chenyuan gave him a condescending look, "You can go."

Song Chuan then stood up, said goodbye to the old man and Yu Hongwen, and then they walked out of the gate together.

Although it is a village of villas, it is not always like a city where there are taxis running back and forth all the time. Song Chuan and Yu Chenyuan were standing at the entrance of the village and were about to call a taxi. Suddenly, two cars stopped beside them, and Yu Xiaofan’s face stuck out from the window. .

"Song Chuan, are you going back? Don't you agree to get together?" Yu Xiaofan frowned slightly dissatisfied.

"There is still work on hand." Song Chuan replied.

"Then I'll go with you!" Yu Xiaofan opened the door and got out of the car, the man in the car shouted: "Xiaofan!"

Song Chuan subconsciously glanced into the car and recognized that it was Yu Xiaofan's father. Obviously he did not agree with Yu Xiaofan's decision.In fact, Song Chuan also disagrees. After all, the relationship between him and Yu Chenfan is quite awkward, but the girls don’t mind him. It’s true that there is nothing awkward about it, but as parents, they definitely think differently, so he can understand Yu Xiaofan’s father’s thoughts. .Instead, Yu Chenyuan stepped forward and shouted to the man in the car, "Uncle Yu, are you also here to sweep the grave?"

"Yeah." The man responded with a serious tone, his face was not very good, Yu Xiaofan closed the car door, and said to the man in the car: "I won't go to uncle's house with you for dinner, I will go back with my second uncle , go by yourself! Goodbye, Dad! Drive carefully!"

After Yu Xiaofan finished speaking, he pulled Song Chuan and Yu Chenyuan, "Get in the car, or he will regret it!" She quickly got into the car behind, and when the two people outside the car didn't move, she stretched out her head and shouted, " Come up quickly! You didn't drive here!"

Yu Chenyuan and Song Chuan went over, greeted the driver in the car before getting in the car.

"Chenyuan?" the driver smiled, "You probably don't remember me, I'm Yu Zehao, do you remember?"

Yu Chenyuan thought about it seriously, but he never remembered it. Yu Zehao said nonchalantly, "I taught you in the first grade of elementary school back then!"

"Teacher Yu!" Yu Chenyuan suddenly realized.

"Don't call me that, I stopped being a teacher more than ten years ago."

"Second Uncle, so you used to be brother Chenyuan's teacher!" Yu Chenfan asked in surprise, "No, you even used to be a teacher! Don't you misunderstand your children?"

"Little girl! Don't discredit your uncle!" Yu Zehao blamed him without prestige, and then asked the two people in the back seat: "How do you plan to go back? If you don't hurry, come with me?"

It would take at least five or six hours to drive [-] kilometers back. Song Chuan glanced at Yu Chenyuan, and Yu Chenyuan replied, "We have booked tickets, please take us to the station."

Before Yu Zehao could speak, Yu Xiaofan retorted: "Brother Chenyuan, you are so boring! Didn't you say you want to go back together?"

"We have to go back to work, and today we asked for leave." Yu Chenyuan was very sincere, and Yu Xiaofan couldn't say anything more, so Yu Zehao suggested: "Let's have a meal together, I really didn't expect that one day we would meet 20 years later." Former students, hahaha!"

Song Chuan had no way to refute this proposal. They had a late lunch at a restaurant near the station. There was no one in the restaurant. They ate and chatted, and they talked about Yu Chenyuan's parents.

Yu Zehao had just graduated from university, and Yu Chenyuan was the first batch of students he taught. Although they lived in the same village, they were not familiar with them. In addition, he had studied abroad for several years and basically did not know Yu Chenyuan, but he could remember Yu Chenyuan. Mainly because of Yu Chenyuan's father.

"Chenyuan, I still remember that your dad fascinated all the unmarried female teachers in the school, including the one I had a crush on. Every time I saw your dad come to pick you up, I hated my teeth!" Yu Zehao said jokingly, but It is true, Yu Chenyuan's father is much more handsome than Yu Chenyuan.

"Actually, I don't even remember what he looks like. If it wasn't for the photo, I wouldn't be able to remember his appearance at all." Yu Chenyuan said very flatly, seemingly indifferent.

Yu Zehao was stunned, glanced at Song Chuan next to him and said, "Your brother doesn't look like you at all!"

Both Song Chuan and Yu Chenyuan's expressions froze. Even Yu Xiaofan hesitated to speak. Song Chuan was still considering whether to correct him, so he heard Yu Chenyuan say, "He's not my brother."

Yu Zehao had a strange expression on his face, Yu Chenyuan was still waiting for him to ask who his younger brother was, so he casually asked, "What about your younger brother?" He paused, "How is he?"

"I don't have a younger brother!" Yu Chenyuan stared at Yu Zehao suspiciously, not understanding where he came from.And Yu Zehao asked even more strangely when he heard his answer, "Isn't that your brother?"

"Which one?" Yu Chenyuan asked back.

Yu Zehao thought about it seriously, "Do you still remember that I took you to the hospital at that time? There was a one or two-year-old child in the car of your parents' car accident, and the whole hospital was crying so much - it was heartbreaking Lungs, I still remember."

"I, don't remember." Yu Chenyuan thought, he really didn't remember, at that time all his attention was focused on the death of his parents, and he didn't even understand the meaning of death.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong." Yu Zehao said uncertainly. From his words, Song Chuan was convinced that there was a child in the car when Yu Chenyuan's parents were in the car accident. It is obviously impossible for him and Yu Hongwen's father to remember wrongly. Just as wrong.

After they left the restaurant, they separated. Song Chuan and Yu Chenyuan took the train instead. On the way back, Song Chuan was still thinking about Yu Chenyuan's parents, but he didn't ask Yu Chenyuan. After all, it was not a happy memory. At the mention, Yu Chenyuan didn't show any sadness, but he knew that Yu Chenyuan didn't want to recall, the death of both parents was too heavy for an eight-year-old child.But he still couldn't help guessing what was going on with that child. Could it be Yu Chenyuan's younger brother who died young, and Song Jikun couldn't bear to tell Yu Chenyuan so he lied to him?

When the lanterns first came on, Song Chuan and Yu Chenyuan finally arrived home. Both of them were a little tired and planned to take a shower and sleep first.I didn't want Song Jikun to call when Yu Chenyuan just entered the bathroom. Song Chuan's clothes were half off, and his shirt was half hanging on his body. He hesitated for a while before picking up the phone.

"dad."

The other end of the phone checked, and then said: "Song Chuan, come over with Chenyuan tonight, I have something to tell you."

"What can't you say on the phone?" Song Chuan realized that what Song Jikun was going to say would not be a good thing, and unconsciously sang the opposite tune.

"I'm not talking about conditions with you. You don't have to come, just ask Chenyuan to come."

"You—" Song Chuan suddenly remembered Wang Zhifei's words when the words came to his lips. He suppressed it and wanted to say a few more words, but the call had already been hung up.

Yu Chenyuan came out of the bathroom, Song Chuan was still holding the phone.

"What did uncle say?"

"He told you to go back and see him."

Yu Chenyuan was stunned for half a second, then suddenly smiled, "Probably because he knew he was going to be a grandfather." Song Chuan immediately jumped up, and Yu Chenyuan pressed him and said, "Sit down! The child is not mine, I assure you, no matter what you think, What Rui told Uncle, no matter what Uncle told me, I will not regress, you have to trust me."

"I don't believe my dad!" Song Chuan hugged Yu Chenyuan, pressing his face against his stomach.

Yu Chenyuan's empty eyes were full of dust, as if blinded by countless past events, he said softly: "I believe him, never."