The husband and wife of a wealthy school

His house was on the sixth floor. When Zhao Yan walked up the stairs on the fourth floor, he heard the cry of the child. It came from his own house, crying fiercely. He stepped up two steps at a time, took out the key and opened the door.

In the living room, Zhao Jingjing had a black mask on her face, and she was running around anxiously with her child in her arms.

"Brother, you're finally back! Come on, your son is so young, he's so fierce. Look at him crying...he will definitely be a temper tantrum when he grows up."

When the little guy saw Zhao Yan, he cried even more fiercely, and stretched out his two little arms in Zhao Yan's direction, begging for a hug.

Zhao Yan took the child before he could change his shoes, frowned and reprimanded Zhao Jingjing: "With this face on your face, you look like you are haunted when you go out in broad daylight. Are you coaxing or scaring the child!"

Zhao Jingjing touched her face with her hand, and opened her mouth wide, "Damn it! Why is this mask still on my face? Your son made a fuss about it. I forgot about it."

As he spoke, he kicked on his slippers and ran to the bathroom.

Zhao Yan hugged the child and patted it twice, and couldn't see Zhao Jingjing's scary grimace, and the child stopped crying immediately, but there were still tears hanging on the round face and thin eyelashes, Zhao Yan twitched A paper towel to help him wipe.

While wiping, he asked Zhao Jingjing in the bathroom: "Where is our mother?"

"I went out to buy milk powder. Your son can eat too much. I ran out of what I bought last time."

Thinking of the heavy cold rain outside when we came up, Zhao Yan became annoyed: "Jingjing, it's raining so hard outside, our mother is old, why didn't you go out and buy it? Or call me, and I'll buy it on the way back. "

"It's not that I didn't say that I would buy it. Our mother thought I was ignorant and said that I would buy fake milk powder, so I must go by myself." Zhao Jingjing was not convinced, and stuck out her head from the bathroom and said, "Brother, you haven't bought it yet. What about marrying a daughter-in-law, won’t you love me if you have a son?!”

Look, spoiled.

Zhao Yan carried the child to the balcony. The leaves of the green radishes on the balcony turned dark green under the washing of the rain.Looking downstairs from the balcony, Zhao Yan saw his mother holding an umbrella and carrying a red shopping bag in her hand, turning from the building through the street lamps below.

……

The next day, Zhao Yan went to work in the hospital in the morning, finished the ward check, dealt with the doctor's order, finished the work at hand, and took half a day off.

The lung transplant patient has woken up, so far, everything is normal, and the postoperative recovery is good.In two days, I can come out of the ICU and move into the general ward.

Zhao Yan has never been to Yancheng's company, Guangyan Technology, this is the first time.

Standing in front of the gate at the bottom and looking up, a row of green glass highlights the four silver-white characters of "Guangyan Technology", which is very impressive.

Walking in, the ground light can be seen.

Front desk: "Who are you looking for?"

Zhao Yan: "I'm looking for Yan Cheng."

Front desk: "Do you have an appointment?"

He didn't know if the sentence "Tomorrow, I'll find you" last night counted as an appointment, Zhao Yan: "My name is Zhao Yan, you can call for instructions."

After asking for instructions and registering information, Zhao Yan decided not to come here to find Yan Cheng again, it was too much trouble.

Take the elevator up to the CEO's Office on the top floor. Assistant Jiang waits at the elevator entrance, saying that Mr. Yan is in a meeting and asks him to wait in the office.

Yan Cheng's office is very large, with only one desk and a set of sofas in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, it looks very empty.

Zhao Yan sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and waited. Assistant Jiang brought in a glass of orange juice and took it out the door.

Zhao Yan stood up and took a closer look at the office. The floor-to-ceiling windows had a wide view and the interior was well lit.There are newspapers and magazines on the tea table in the middle of the sofa, and office supplies and file folders are neatly placed on the desk. There are no personal items, not even a coat from Yan Cheng.

No, there is a photo frame placed between the folder and the computer, he didn't see it just now.

He picked up the photo frame with the back facing him, and saw that the front of the photo frame was full of purple. This was the lavender he saw in Luberon that year. In the photo, there was a white and clear hand touching the purple lavender in the sun. on the petals.

No one, just a hand and unfulfilled lavender.

Zhao Yan looked at it for a long time before confirming that it was his hand. When he was 19 years old, although he had no chilblain in May, there was still a trace of chilblain on the outer side of his little finger that he could recognize every year.

He remembered that when he went to Luberon, Yan Cheng did take a lot of photos with his camera, but later...he didn't see any of them.

Zhao Yan was a little dazed, he didn't know why Yan Cheng put such a photo on his desk.

Half of the orange juice in the glass was drunk, 10 minutes passed, Yan Cheng hadn't finished the meeting yet, Zhao Yan continued to wait.

After waiting for another half an hour, the door of the office was pushed open, Yan Cheng walked in, dismissed the secretary who followed, and sat on the sofa opposite Zhao Yan, "What do you want to say to me?"

Zhao Yan: "Do you want to drink orange juice?"

"I'm not thirsty."

After a night of precipitation, Zhao Yan made a special trip to the company to look for him again today, and he hung out for another hour, Yan Cheng's tone was not as unkind as last night, and softened a bit.

He was ready to come, but when things came to an end, he suddenly didn't know where to start. Zhao Yan stood up from the sofa, walked to the French window, turned his back to Yan Cheng, bowed his head and said, "Yan Cheng, you said last time, I have no credibility with you anymore, I don’t think feelings can be without trust, if there is no trust, things like last night will happen endlessly in our future lives, because a little trouble will happen... "

"So? Are you going to break up with me?" Yan Cheng came over, pulled Zhao Yan's body violently, pinched his chin with one hand, and forced him to look up at himself, "I tell you, don't even think about it." !"

The previously softened tone was gone, and Yan Cheng spoke harshly with a hurt expression.

Zhao Yan looked at his slightly red eyes, raised his hand to touch his face, and gently stroked, "Yan Cheng, I just want to live with you well from now on, without suspicion or distrust."

Because of these words and that gentle hand, all of Yan Cheng's negative emotions were instantly soothed.

Zhao Yan: "It's not my wish to bring up the old things ten years later. I just want to let you stop disbelieving me. The roots left at that time can only be dug from that time. Yan Cheng, next, I say you listen to me. , okay?"

Yan Cheng's eyes were full of puzzlement. Hearing this, there was something else hidden about what happened back then, but he clearly saw and experienced it with his own eyes.He sat back on the sofa again, waiting for Zhao Yan to speak.

"On the afternoon when I came back from Provence, I received a call from my hometown. I didn't know that my mother was seriously injured by the neighbor's house. Because Zhao Kai met Yue Qingqing and Liu Guohua at the Hundred Flowers Exhibition by the Beiming River, he passed the news When it was reported back to the village, the family knew that I was the one who did it, so they beat my mother in the dark, and the beating was severe, and the trauma caused kidney tissue damage and necrosis, and the kidney function declined, requiring a kidney transplant.”

Zhao Yan took out a medical record from the bag he brought and gave it to Yan Cheng. It was his mother's medical record from the archives of the People's Hospital before he came.

He didn't know this, didn't know at all, no one told him, Yan Cheng's eyes fell on Zhao Yan's turned face, but he couldn't see it on the face that was already calm when talking about the past. any answer.

"Do you know who told me about my mother's condition? It was your father, Mayor Yan back then. I was stopped by your father's secretary at the school gate before I rushed back to City Z. I went to see her alone. He, he showed me a stack of photos," Zhao Yan took out an envelope from the bag he brought over and gave it to Yan Cheng, it was the same envelope that contained those photos back then.

He took the photos back then, because the photos showed his intimate behavior with Yan Cheng, he subconsciously didn't want these photos to fall into other people's hands, they should have been his.He kept the photos to this day as a souvenir.

"Your dad told me that someone sent these photos to the city government to extort 1000 million from him, or they would sell them to the media. Do you know, Yancheng, that I live in school as a homosexual with a bad reputation, a heterogeneous , I know that feeling, you are such a proud person, I don't want to see you bear everyone's strange eyes and silent condemnation, I can't use the name of love to pull you from the clouds into the mud,

But I don't have 1000 million, which was an astronomical figure for me back then, and I wasn't even worth 1000 million.How can I be with you when my love caused your family to lose 1000 million and your father said he was firmly opposed? "

Yan Cheng lowered his head and didn't speak, Zhao Yan couldn't see his expression.

Originally, he thought his mind was calm, but at this point, Zhao Yan felt that his mood was still a little fluctuating.He took a sip of orange juice, calmed down, and his tone eased:

"Your father told me that my mother needs a kidney transplant because of severe kidney injury and uremia. One kidney source, let me leave you."

Yan Cheng suddenly raised his head, his face was pale and his eyes were red: "You agreed?"

"Yes, I agree." Zhao Yan turned his head and looked at the cloudy sky outside the window. It rained gradually last night, and today the heavy rain has just started, and the sky is as clear as a wash, with snow-white clouds floating in the blue sky.

Before meeting Yan Cheng again, whenever he thinks of these things, his eyes and the sky in his eyes are dim. He once thought that his choice would ruin his love forever.

Zhao Yan turned around and looked straight into Yan Cheng's eyes: "I promised, at that time I couldn't afford to change my mother's kidney, I gave up my love, in exchange for my mother's life, I will pay you back...... Bright future."

"At that time, you knew our relationship. Apart from asking Lin Fangqing to act in a play, I don't know what else I can do to make you give up as quickly as possible. It's just that I didn't expect things to turn out like that in the end. ...It was tragic, you led someone to kick open the door of our dormitory, broke in in front of so many people, and finally...leaved in France."

Zhao Yan walked over, sat next to Yan Cheng, and held his cold fingertips.

"Yancheng, I'm really sorry, but what happened at that time is irreversible. I don't mean to blame or provoke. From your father's standpoint, he did nothing wrong. Every father will do the same thing as him. choose."

"I just want to tell you that there has never been Lin Fangqing. I have only loved you in my life. You will never know how much I love you. I have not had a good life in the ten years since I left you. I have been Miss you. After such a thing, ten years later, you have become famous and worth tens of billions, making me even more unattainable, but you still like me, you don’t know how touched I am, how could I betray you !"

Tears welled up in Yan Cheng's red eyes, and transparent drops of water rolled down his delicate and smooth skin, wet the corners of his mouth, and then dripped down from his chin, drop by drop.

Zhao Yan raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his eyes, "It's been ten years, and the mouse's corpse is enough to rot for several reincarnations. Let him pass what happened ten years ago, okay?"

Yan Cheng: "Have you ever regretted it?"

"No, we were young back then, and being apart doesn't mean forever, and the facts have proved to be the case, isn't it? We still have many ten years to be together in the future."

Yan Cheng: "Has your patient passed the critical period?"

Zhao Yan: "It shouldn't be a big problem."

Yan Cheng: "Let's go to France to get the certificate, now."

Zhao Yan: "Okay."

Yan Cheng: "Why do you want to have trouble with the little white mouse?"

Zhao Yan: "Because we basically use mice in medical experiments, I'm used to it. I remember that you have been having trouble with the law before, why not now?"

Yan Cheng: "Because... I'm not used to it."

Zhao Yan smiled. He remembered that he had asked Yan Cheng the same question before. At that time, Yan Cheng replied: I don’t have it. I don’t. I know the law and abide by the law.

"Why do you keep a picture of my right hand on your desk?"

Yan Cheng: "That's not it, that's the logo painting of the charity fund under Guangyan, just like the logo."

Zhao Yan: "What charity fund?"

Yan Cheng: "I won't tell you."

Zhao Yan: "That's the photo of my hand."

Yan Cheng: "No."

Zhao Yan: "Why did you frame the painting?"

Yan Cheng: "I'm happy."

……

France, Provence, Marseille.

"I heard that the procedures for foreign-related marriages are complicated, and you have to go to many places. How did we succeed in obtaining the certificate all at once?" Zhao Yan asked.

It was evening, around six o'clock in France time, and the beach was breezy. The two took off their shoes and stepped barefoot on the soft sand.

"Because I know the man in the consulate office."

Zhao Yan: "Marriage registration can also go through the back door?"

"Yes, the premise is that Guangyan has not closed down."

There is a house not far from the beach, which Yan Cheng said is his home in France.The two of them flew to Marseille at [-]:[-] noon, took a ten-hour flight, and had a seven-hour time difference. They arrived in France at [-]:[-] pm local time, so they rushed to get their certificates without stopping.

The sand under the feet is clean and fine, and it is very comfortable to step on. The sea water is constantly flooding the feet, and the evening in November does not feel cold.

At the end of the line of sight, the water and the sky are the same color, and there is a faint shadow of a sailboat appearing on the sea level, which looks very small from here.

Zhao Yan: "I remember that in the house in Luberon, there was a painting on the wall of the bedroom, and the scenery in the painting was very similar to this place."

"That painting was drawn by my grandmother, and it is here, the Mediterranean Sea. Do you want me to take you to Luberon's old place tomorrow?"

Zhao Yan: "No, there are a lot of things at home. We should go back to China early tomorrow, Luberon, we can go back when the lavender blooms next year."

……

There is a piano in the house that I haven't played for a long time.A full moon rose above the sea, Zhao Yan said he wanted to listen to the song "Moonlight", Yan Cheng took off his coat, sat on the piano bench and began to play.

In the background sound of the undulating tide, the music flowing from Yan Cheng's fingers is intoxicating.

On New Year's Day of that year, in the studio of T Convention and Exhibition Center, he stood at the back of the crowd and watched Yan Cheng play the piano on the stage, which was Beethoven's "Moonlight".Time is really a magical thing. At that time, who would have thought that now, ten years later, this piece by Yan Cheng is only played for him.

At the end of the song, Zhao Yan put his arms around Yan Cheng's neck, looked into his intoxicating eyes and said: "A long time ago, when you didn't know me, I had a dream, dreaming that you were in the boundless purple In lavender, wearing a white sweater and blue jeans, let me marry you, and said you are more handsome than lavender flowers..."

Before he finished speaking, while he was speaking, Yan Cheng forcefully sealed the lips that kept opening and closing like blue, making him itchy and unbearable.

Before he finished speaking, while he was speaking, Yan Cheng forcefully sealed the lips that kept opening and closing like blue, making him itchy and unbearable.

Zhao Yan's legs were weak, and he accidentally swept the glass on one side to the ground, and the glass shattered on the ground.

This wine glass was placed on the dining table before. At that time, there was still a cocktail in it. It was a takeaway cocktail for dinner for two people. The color of the wine liquid was very bright. It gradually changed from orange to bright red from top to bottom, just like a sunrise The color of the sky.

Yan Cheng said that this cocktail is called Tequila Sunrise.

It means that on the extremely desolate Mexican plains, a bright red sun is rising, and the sun shines brightly on the Mexican plains.

Because the two mentioned before that Yan Cheng felt like a sunset on the Mexican plains that had been lost for a century.

There is always sunrise after sunset.

Yan Cheng easily picked him up and walked towards the bedroom. The scenery is beautiful...

Outside, over the rough sea in the darkness, the full moon was covered by rapidly gathering dark clouds, and the dark clouds gathered more and more, and it didn't take long before it began to rain.

Raindrops hit the glass window of the bedroom. There are no other flowers in front of the window, but there are a few palm trees outside the window.

Zhao Yan once again had that strange dream that he forgot the content of when he woke up the next day.

The river is covered by white mist, and the water is invisible. On both sides of the river, there are flowers on the other side that are in full bloom.He didn't smell the fragrance of flowers, but only felt the bone-chilling chill in the mist drifting across the river, and he couldn't feel anything except the cold.

In the blink of an eye, a bridge appeared on the river, with white mist flowing over the bridge, and a layer of petals of Bianhua flowers scattered on the bridge, and under the petals were a series of complicated and ancient symbols that he had never seen before. There was a person standing on the bridge deck.

He could see clearly that there was no bridge or people just now, but suddenly there was one.That person was an old lady dressed in black and wearing a high bun with snow-white hair. A tree branch was stuck in the bun. The white mist made it impossible to see her face clearly.

"Are you going to cross the river?" the old lady asked in an old voice.

"I don't know, where is this?"

An old voice: "Wangchuan."

"Why am I here?"

An old voice: "Heaven and Reincarnation. Is the one behind you calling you?"

The one behind? !

He looked back and saw Yan Cheng, in a suit and leather shoes, with a serious face.

"Yan Cheng, why are you here?"

Yan Cheng: "Who are you? How do you know my name?"

"My name is Zhao Yan. We went to the same university, University of T. Maybe you forgot, it happened 15 years ago."

Yan Cheng: "They said that my life should not be extinct, so they asked me to go back, but I don't want to go back, why don't you go back for me?"

"Why don't you want to go back?"

"Enough is enough, it's boring." Yan Cheng said, stepped on the bridge without looking back.

Yan Cheng's body was walking slowly on that bridge, becoming more and more transparent.

……

The next morning, the dazzling sunlight shone into the room through the window glass, and shone on the eyes of the person on the bed. Zhao Yan opened his sleepy eyes, and the eyes were hazy as if separated by a layer of frosted glass. His brain was a little dull. The feeling of not knowing where you are.

Until he heard the sound of the tide outside and felt the body temperature of the people around him, his consciousness suddenly came back, and he laughed.

Naturally, I forgot the dream of last night.

……

China, T City.

There is a document on Yancheng's desk, which is the result of the investigation of the photo incident that night that he entrusted the detective company to investigate.

Not long after, rumors spread that it was rumored that Xu Feiqian, a sexy goddess who had always been lukewarm but still considered a leading lady in the entertainment industry, was blocked by her agency.

……

On the Ching Ming Festival of the second year, Zhao Yan took his mother back to his hometown in Z City to visit the graves of his grandmother and father.

On the way back, passing by the junior high school in their town, he saw that it was very lively inside, and he didn't know what was going on. Out of curiosity, he walked in.

I found that there have been great changes in it. It is true that technology is developing, society is progressing, and people's living standards are improving.The dilapidated playground used to be a dirt floor, with bursts of dust from running and practicing, but now it has been replaced by a concrete floor.

A red banner was pulled up on the podium on one side of the playground, with black words on a red background:

Warmly celebrate the sixth anniversary of the "Lavender Charity Fund" supporting poor students' scholarships and education funds in our school, hereby celebrate.

On the other side of the banner hung a picture, enlarged and printed in color, with a white and clear hand touching the petals of purple lavender.

Zhao Yan turned and walked out of the school, and a childish chorus sounded behind him:

"Thank you with a grateful heart

伴 我 一生 让 我 有 我 我 自己

感恩 的 心感谢 命运

花 开花落 我 会 珍惜

......"

In the year when Guangyan went public, Yancheng set up a charity fund, the Lavender Charity Fund, which was mainly used to fund the education of poor children in impoverished mountainous areas.

……

what is love?Love is not sex, love makes people better and more fraternal.

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