reborn stepfather

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Wei Li thought no one was there when he opened the door.

In the background of night, the light in the room was dim.

Then she found a little bit of faint light, which came out from the closed door of the kitchen. She dragged the suitcase while shaking her shoulders that were a little sore from sitting on the plane. She kicked the door with a "bang", and the way of knocking on the door maintained her usual violent and casual style.

There was no response inside.

When she was about to kick the second kick, the door was pulled open from the inside, and the person who opened the door didn't have any surprise on his face, it was Wei Li's familiar calm eyes without a trace of waves: "Sister, can you knock once with your hand?" door?"

"I'm holding something in my hand, so I can't get it out of the way." Wei Li sniffed the air, threw the suitcase away, squeezed Wei Heng and walked in, "Ah Heng, what is so delicious? Is there something delicious? That Made by a free cook? I want to eat, I want to eat."

"Yeah." Wei Heng turned sideways, looking indifferently at his sister who threw herself in front of the microwave oven and stood there salivating.

I don't know when it started, but the existence of Chen Laoer has been recognized by their whole family.

I often come here to cook for Wei Heng, and I often stay here for the night.The sister of the Wei family who often sneaks back from abroad has naturally bumped into her many times.At first, she didn't have a good look at this person who appeared in their house inexplicably.But since eating a meal cooked by Chen Lao Er, Wei Li's attitude has changed 360 degrees, and he has to choose when Chen Lao Er is around every time before returning to China.

She still remembered the last time she searched Wei Heng's refrigerator for a jar of preserved licorice plums with honey and took them abroad. Later, she couldn't stop eating them. After eating, the sweet and sour taste made her salivate in her dreams.

Later, she called Wei Heng to ask Wei Heng where she bought it, and wanted to try her luck on Taobao, but her younger brother said flatly, "Oh, Chen Er made it himself."

"He made those in the refrigerator specially for you?"

This is an extra question, only Wei Heng will live in Nanchuan's home for a long time, not for him, but for whom?

"Well, snacks."

At that time, Wei Li saw that there were strawberry jam, assorted fruit ice, orange jelly, Yanjin raisins, glutinous rice cakes, sesame motoko in the refrigerator, all kinds of tempting foods filled the fresh-keeping cabinet... .At that time, she just picked up a can among the dazzling array of bottles...

Wei Li is so envious and jealous.

"Where did you find such a cook? It doesn't cost money, and the skills are too good."

Wei Heng just smiled lightly and didn't speak.

Of course Wei Li didn't think that there would be free cooks in the world who would give you free work, but later she thought Chen Lao Er was Wei Heng's friend, just like Chen Yan.But later, she felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't tell what was wrong. There was an inexplicable entanglement between the two of them.

There is really such a thing as a woman's so-called sixth sense.

Why Wei Heng sticks to Nanchuan, in fact, she can vaguely guess a little bit.

This time, Wei Li also noticed the tricky relationship between her younger brother and Chen's second child, but she still didn't know what to do.She has always been a person who says what she says and what she says, she never does things sloppily, and she doesn't deliberately cover up anything.

But facing this younger brother, Wei Li will unconsciously become cautious.

She watched her younger brother come all the way, and the laughter and tears that Wei Heng experienced, to her, a bystander, those years were just the scenery that was left behind and passed by quickly, vaguely and quietly. Fade away, nothing special.But for Wei Heng, the past is a wound that never heals, and year after year is just responsible for sprinkling salt on it, nothing more.

Sometimes she can't understand Wei Heng's feelings, and she doesn't believe that anyone can do it to this extent.

But year after year, she looked at Chen Lao Er like this year after year. He was so close to the one he loved, but seemed to be separated by the end of the world.

Chen's second child in front of Wei Heng is always lively and noisy, laughing and cursing, even if he is cooking in the kitchen, he will hum a song, and when he slipped his hand while washing the vegetables, he will squat down to teach the child a lesson. Vegetables: "Hey, why are you still struggling with an eggplant? Don't make trouble anymore, I won't make steamed eggplants anymore, I will cook roasted eggplants, and roasted eggplants are much more deadly than steamed eggplants... ..”

Such a person who is unwilling to be lonely, and his back looks so lonely when he leans against the window to smoke.God Swallowing Demon Nerve

Sometimes Wei Li also wants to persuade Wei Heng to forget it, no one can live a lifetime in memory, it has been so many years, and what should be let go should also be let go.

Wei Heng said, "I know."

He knows better than anyone else, but every time he has such thoughts, he will have a subtle feeling of betraying Aomori.It would be difficult for him to think of Aomori sleeping alone in the ground while he smiled easily at another person.

Although, he and Aomori are just friends.

He can always remember many insignificant things about Aomori. For example, the classroom of the third year of Aomori High School is on the second floor, and there is a clump of tall banana trees by the window. He is a sports student and hates class, so he often leans by the window to watch the rain. The teacher could only grit his teeth at the back of his head, but there was nothing he could do; for example, he got off the bus one stop early after school in the evening, and fed a lame stray cat on the side of the road with the milk allotted for lunch; Opening the rusty iron door on the top floor of the library, the two sat side by side between the tangled pipes and the air-conditioning box whistling with hot air, holding a cool popsicle in each hand until dusk.

But what does remembering change?

Between them, until the separation of life and death, there is still nothing.

It's just that nothing happened, my friend.

Sadder than death is the understatement of the word "friend", which represents the distance that is so far away that it cannot be touched.

"Ding"

After 3 minutes, the microwave stopped turning, Wei Li came back to his senses, took out the contents, and the aroma immediately filled the kitchen.

“Shrimp Dumplings!!”

Wei Li couldn't fit her smile, she could smell it.

Put it in a bowl, take it with vinegar and soy sauce, and Wei Heng's favorite Thai sweet chili sauce, take it to the living room, sit down on the sofa, and put the two long legs on the coffee table by the way When it's up, put the bowl of shrimp dumplings on your lap, pick up the remote control to search the TV station, and eat the dumplings with your hands.

Wei Li likes to eat while watching TV, she hasn't stayed at the dinner table for so many years.Wei Heng already knew his elder sister's virtues, so he didn't want to reform her.Wei Heng had no choice but to follow her and sit down next to her. Unlike Wei Li who directly used his hands, Wei Heng used his chopsticks gracefully.

Wei Li's cheeks were bulging like a hamster, he looked around for a while, and asked inarticulately, "Huh? Why isn't our Chef Chen here?"

She also wanted to ask Chef Chen to make her preserved licorice plums with honey.

Wei Heng's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened for a moment, Wei Li turned his head and continued to ask him with questioning eyes, but saw that Wei Heng's usual indifferent expression showed a little bit of melancholy, and he stared at a shrimp caught on the chopsticks Dumpling was in a daze, and her expression became a little dazed.

"Where's Chef Chen?" Wei Li could only ask again.

The person who had been distracted all this time finally had a reaction.

"Oh, he... I heard from A Yan that he opened a shop in the Tulou, and he probably won't be free to come here..."

Almost instantly, my younger brother's expression returned to his usual calm look, and there was nothing wrong with his voice.

But he can't seem to eat anymore.

With half a dumpling in his mouth, Wei Li watched Wei Heng put down his chopsticks silently, got up and went back to the room.

She ate a large portion of shrimp dumplings by herself, hiccupping, and walked around the house with her belly as if she was three months pregnant, but Wei Heng never came out again.Wei Li was bored by herself, and after digesting, she began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find delicious food, but she found that every drawer and cabinet in the house was full.

The finished shrimp dumpling has a drawer, put it in a plastic bag and put it in the quick-frozen layer of the refrigerator, with a sticky note on it, indicating the various methods in detail, put it in boiling water for a few minutes to cook, put it in the microwave oven How to heat it, it is better to eat a few at a time, no matter how big or small.

In addition to shrimp dumplings, there are glutinous rice balls, steamed stuffed buns, meatballs, radish pans, braised chicken legs, braised chicken wings, and dried tofu. We choose foods that can be refrigerated and quick-frozen, and can be stored for a long time without changing their taste. Even the corresponding sauces All set aside.

The drawers in the TV cabinet in the living room are full of biscuits, sachima, candy, jelly, chocolate, brewed oatmeal, sesame paste, soy milk, and instant noodles of various flavors, all of which are arranged from the latest date to the last one according to the expiration date. furthest.Wu Lin Jiu Xiao

Even the bottled mineral water in the kitchen ordered five barrels in one go, and they were arranged there in a very spectacular way.

Just like a person who is about to go away, he is worried about the person who is alone at home. Before he left, he had planned everything for that person.

Wei Li was dumbfounded.

After regaining consciousness, she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart, but felt very, very warm.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being loved and remembered.

Fumbled a pack of sucking jelly from the drawer, Wei Li went upstairs and knocked on his brother's door.

She has something serious to say to Wei Heng.

This time when she came back from abroad, she actually wanted to persuade Wei Heng to go abroad with her.

When I came back last time, I mentioned it to Wei Heng. At his age, Huahua is already well-known in China. He should go abroad while he is still young. After all, there are more people outside who appreciate these things, and there are more opportunities.

Instead of staying in a sad place day after day, it is better to live in a brand new place, maybe you will come out.

Better than spending a lifetime in this little place.

But he didn't speak at that time, his stubborn appearance seemed to be a silent resistance.

Wei Li reached out to shake his hand, his hand was cold: "Don't wait any longer, people die like a lamp goes out, you can't wait."

Wei Li, who has never had a relationship with sensibility, choked up when he said this.

"Forget it. Those who are alive must continue to live. No one can live a lifetime relying on memories."

Wei Heng looked sideways out of the window, quietly, with no expression on his numb face.

Seeing his appearance, Wei Li sighed lowly, so he had no choice but to give up for now.

From the perspective of relatives, Wei Li couldn't help but want to blame Aomori. To some extent, he was the one who caused her only brother to suffer every day.It would be great if there was no such person, it would be great if we hadn't met him, Wei Li thought selfishly more than once.

She didn't bother to care about others, she just hoped that her brother would get better.

That day, when she said these words, Chen Laoer just came out with the cut fruit. Wei Li had expected this man to say something, maybe her brother would listen to it.But the man didn't say anything. He put the fruit on the table, untied his apron and put it on the back of the chair, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll go first."

Wei Heng looked up at him, paused, and gave a soft "hmm".

Chen Laoer opened the door, and the night wind rushed in, and he left.

Wei Heng has been looking at him, Wei Li knows.At that moment, for some reason, she suddenly felt that the world was going dark, and the only thing that was clear was the silhouette of the tall man who was gradually being swallowed up by the night. He stood upright stubbornly, as if he was angry with someone, but he looked lonely and beautiful. resolute.

Later, until Wei Li had to go abroad to work and left Nanchuan, Chen's second child never came again, which made Wei Li miss preserved plums all the time before going abroad.

After knocking on the door a few times before realizing that it was not closed, Wei Li rolled his eyes at himself and walked in.

Wei Heng is painting in the room.

She watched silently behind him for a while, and the painting showed the square he often visited, with the fountain in the center shining in the sunlight, and the department store towering high into the sky on the opposite side.Before the painting was finished, Wei Li couldn't understand it, so he had to cut to the point: "Are you really going to spend your whole life in Nanchuan like this? Spend your whole life waiting for a dead person? Ah Heng, I don't understand. you."

Wei Heng didn't seem to hear, he smoked the paint with a brush, and carefully sketched the white dove fluttering its wings.

"Hey, my sister asked you something!" Wei Li gave him a slap.

Wei Heng shrugged because of her beating, he was in a hurry to avoid splashing the paint on the canvas.

"Sister." Wei Heng turned his head helplessly, "I don't want to go abroad, not because of this, and it's not just because of this that I stay in Nanchuan."

"What's that for?"

Wei Heng stared blankly for a moment, then turned around again.

"If that's the case, you can go to the Tulou to find Chef Chen."

"Why should I go to him?"

"The scenery over there is nice, let's go to sketch, and have a meal at his restaurant by the way, didn't you say he opened a restaurant there?"

"Wei Li, has anyone ever told you that you are annoying..."

Wei Heng continued to paint the picture.

The elder sister poked her head behind him, and the painting was almost finished, the only difference was that the characters were not colored.There are all kinds of people in the painting, the father who brought his daughter to play, the daughter-in-law who pushed the old man out to bask in the sun, and the children scurrying around beside the fountain.

Wei Li didn't know what was the use of his paintings.

She could only stay at home for a while when she came back this time, and she was frustrated seeing her brother's reckless appearance.

When he was about to leave, Wei Li ruffled his hair vigorously as he did when he was a child: "No one will blame you, Ah Heng."

"Meeting new people, taking new paths, loving new people, living a happy life, laughing when you are happy, crying when you are sad, this is the trajectory of life, it does not mean throwing away the past. You must remember For a reason, being alive is not a sin." She paused, then continued, "You have nothing to do to Aomori, is the pain he caused you really that great? I don't believe it, it's because you don't want to Let yourself go, Ah Heng, no matter what, I hope you can cherish the person in front of you."

"The person who is closest to you, cares about you the most, and loves you the most, is always alive. Do you really want to let down so many people around you for just one person? Including me, including parents, including... the one who gave You have been cooking for six or seven years, the person who pulled you out of loneliness..."

"You deserve to live a happier life." Wei Li hugged him from behind, "Let it go."

Wei Heng's hand stopped. After a long time, Wei Li turned around and left, but he still didn't start writing.

He sat motionless in front of the painting, no one knew what he was thinking.

Wei Li stayed in Nanchuan for a total of three days. During these three days, the two brothers and sisters lived on the food that Chen Lao Er had hoarded for Wei Heng. Wei Heng painted day and night, and Wei Li thought he was crazy.Later Wei Li was about to leave, she woke up early in the morning and wanted to say goodbye to her brother, but she didn't see him.

Call him, but it is a busy tone.

Standing in doubt in his younger brother's room, his room was full of the smell of oil paint.

Later, he called again, and Wei Heng only answered.Wei Li boredly opened the drawing board he covered with cloth, and asked him where he was.

"on the way."

"The way to where..."

Wei Li swallowed the second half of the words in an instant.

That painting is done.

There are people coming and going in Yunchuan Square, there are people pushing hawker carts selling balloons and hats, some are playing, some are shopping, so many people, all in black and white.

Only the downstairs of the department store in the painting, the man in the dark blue security uniform among the crowd, was painted with vivid colors.

"I'll go find him."

On the other end of the phone, Wei Heng said so.

The author has something to say:

Thank you all here O(∩_∩)O~

Then I would like to apologize to everyone, because the part of the plot at the end was miscalculated by me, an idiot, and I abused it for several days, but that part of the plot started again, and I must explain that it can’t be completed. I'm really sorry.And I have always promised that I will not abuse, but I have always used my own standards to measure, I have not judged others by myself, I am very concerned about everyone's feelings, I am really sorry.

So, thank you very much for your tolerance and encouragement O(∩_∩)O~

(Three bows) Thank you for your company~~~