MTL - Peach and Plum Do Not Speak (The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms)-Chapter 109

An Zhi went to see Chen Muqi before leaving.

She hadn't seen him in years and was taken aback. Chen Muqi was only thirty-seven years old. In the past, he had fair skin and a handsome air, but now he has become a man with long hair and a little beard. He also has the demeanor of a decadent literary uncle.

It was only after chatting that he found out that his wife, the Miss Xu that An Zhi had met left him, she married a new love, she filed a lawsuit with him, and she even wanted to leave most of his net worth. Chen Muqi was sad and hurt his body and money, and it took a lot of effort to recover. He consciously experienced a journey of spiritual hardships, but he had a realm of darkness and lightness in painting.

Perhaps because of his age, Chen Muqi's temperament has calmed down, and he is really concerned about her: "You have to study for five years, so are you going to come back?"

An Zhi smiled: "I don't know yet, read first."

"Okay, okay, is that enough money? Dad will give you a card..." Chen Muqi was a little overwhelmed. The daughter he had been keeping and neglected had changed so much. The girl in front of her was cute and confident, with wide-eyed eyebrows and a dazzling temperament, and she was about to go to a first-class university to study. He felt a sense of pride in being a parent, something he had never felt before.

"No, the money you gave me before has not been spent."

"Before?" Chen Muqi pondered, and suddenly realized: "That's what I gave to Yan Xi, it's your tuition, why haven't you spent it?"

"Well, my aunt saved it for me, made an investment, and then gave it to me. I think that amount is enough." An Zhi said, she was a little lost, her eyes softened because she thought of Yan Xi.

"Ah, Yan Xi is so kind to you." Chen Muqi said.

"Yes." An Zhi lowered his eyelashes. They were in a coffee shop. The sun was hot outside and the shop was cool.

An Zhi looked out inadvertently, and when she saw the woman in the white shirt passing by, she would subconsciously pause. The chest is empty, and there is a name that repeats over and over again.

Chen Muqi seemed to be still digesting the news that An Zhi was going to study at Harvard University. He laughed and said in a very proud tone, "It's really worthy of being my Chen Muqi's daughter."

An Zhi stared at him silently, and he scratched the back of his head after realizing it, a little embarrassed to ask:

"An Zhi, if you allow me, can I see you in the future?"

An Zhi sighed and nodded.

She chatted with him a few more words, then got up and said goodbye. She doesn't have any more feelings for Chen Muqi, just this is enough.

She thought about it for a few days before deciding to see Tao Zhenzhen.

In the evening, in the garden of Tao Zhenzhen's community. Tao Zhenzhen originally wanted her to sit at home, but An Zhi refused. She briefly said that she was going to study abroad, and this time she came to say goodbye to her, and hoped that she would return to her hometown to worship her grandfather every year.

Tao Zhenzhen was stunned and said: "Of course, I will go to worship." She also seemed to be in shock, with strangeness and emotion in her eyes, "Want to go for five years?"

"Um."

Then she didn't know what to say.

Shortly after school, many elementary school students were playing in the garden of the community. When they were silent, a little boy in a school uniform ran over, sweating profusely and panting, "Mom, I want ice cream."

"Xiaozhi, no," Tao Zhenzhen said in a serious tone, but his eyes were soft, "I won't be able to eat at night, so drink water." She gave him the water glass she brought with her.

Xiaozhi was obviously unwilling, he pouted, saw An Zhi, and looked at her curiously. An Zhi also looked at him quietly, they were not much alike.

Tao Zhenzhen glanced at Anzhi and whispered to him: Xiaozhi, this is my elder sister, called someone. "

The child didn't feel that he was born, so he shouted loudly and ran to play again.

"This is Xiaozhi, who is in second grade."

"Well, are you eight years old?"

Tao Zhenzhen smiled: "It's seven and a half years old, but it's eight years old according to the false age at home."

An Zhi smiled: "Yes, I didn't know there was a difference between a false age and a full year."

After saying these dry words, they couldn't talk anymore.

An Zhi stood up: "Then I'll go first."

Tao Zhenzhen immediately stood up and called her from behind: "An Zhi!"

An Zhi stopped.

"Okay, take care of yourself."

An Zhi nodded with her back to her, she walked for a while, and then looked back at Tao Zhenzhen, the woman she wanted to call her mother was still very beautiful, she was sitting on the wooden chair in the community, and maybe for a moment she was in a trance. Missing your own? It was only for a moment that the one named Xiaozhi, her son rushed over, and her mind was on him.

An Zhi didn't look away for a few seconds, then turned to leave.

She couldn't tell what it felt like, she could have gotten along like this, but she couldn't get it.

But she didn't envy, and she didn't have much regret.

The emotion that belongs to this piece has already been given to her, and she is very happy.

An Zhi chose to see her biological parents separately before leaving, as if all the ties in the parent-child relationship had ended.

To a certain extent, she has to reconcile with her original ecological family and make a conclusion, so that she can go down better.

From now on, she can only walk her way alone.

In the following days, thesis defense, thank you banquet, class reunion, graduation photo, and visa. One thing after another went smoothly and smoothly.

An Zhi said goodbye to Chen Wei and Yang Mengmeng at the airport. With red eyes, Yang Mengmeng hugged her tightly: "You have to be good when you go out, be careful about everything, don't join in the fun if there are demonstrations or something, don't go to any restaurant to wash dishes and work, your hands are used for Experimenting, woohoo..." She told her like a little old lady for a long time, and An Zhi smiled and agreed one by one.

"We need to keep in touch." Chen Wei told her.

An Zhi smiled and said, "You guys have to be fine too, I'm waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Yang Mengmeng cried again when she heard it.

Only Liu Yiyi was standing behind her, and An Zhi came to her after comforting Yang Mengmeng. Liu Yiyi rubbed her hair: "Your aunt..."

An Zhi knew that she was going to say something about Yanxi's absence, she nodded, didn't say anything, took a deep breath, and said softly to her, "Second aunt, please take care of her more."

Liu Yiyi nodded and said, "Okay, what else is there?"

An Zhi was silent for a moment and shook his head.

Soon, the voices of people urging boarding rang out, and An Zhi waved at them and walked in.

On the plane, the clouds rolled and stacked on the blue sky, and a little bit of sunlight filtered through the clouds, revealing a thin golden light.

An Zhi held a small rabbit toy in his hand, because the age was very old, and the red spots on the rabbit's face had disappeared. She pressed it, and the drum in the rabbit's arms really started beating.

An Zhi smiled and held it tightly in his hand, his eyes gleaming with water.

The plane skimmed across the sky overhead, leaving a thin, long white line.

Yan Xi looked up at it as it passed by, and only lowered her head until her neck became sore.

The next day, two days, three days, Yan Xi went to get off work, got off work, went home, and went to the old house as usual. She even felt that she had become a machine, turning itself over time, and all the movements were just mechanized and had no meaning anymore.

Her heart ached from time to time, she knew that it was not a pathological pain, but a psychological pain, momentarily, for a while, silently and suddenly.

When I got home, I saw An Zhi's room.

On the road, when I saw a girl of the same age.

When I go shopping and see a rabbit doll.

It was easy during the day, but at night, she began to lose sleep. A tidy, clutter-free bed, a fluffy quilt, a mildly scented candle, and warm milk, couldn't get her to sleep.

After taking the sleeping pills, she was confused and could vaguely see the scene of that night, and she chased it out of the house.

In the dimly lit street and the strange gazes of pedestrians, she found the park, the wooden chair, and the thin and lonely back by intuition.

The girl who was crying bitterly, she stared at it madly.

As long as a short distance, you can walk over and hold her in his arms.

Just have the courage to walk over, but she doesn't, she can't, she can't.

The girl's pure love and love, she dare not accept it.

Human ethics, the huge age difference, and worries about An Zhi's future, etc. countless obstacles are like boulders pressing on her chest, she dare not move, all the thunder, she dare not take another step, afraid of all the Persist in falling short.

Anzhi was crying.

Yan Xi was looking at her and crying.

She was worried and kept looking at her.

Even had to call someone to come and pick her up.

Fortunately, she got up and went to the bus stop. Yan Xi followed her not far or near, until she saw her getting on the bus, her body softened, and she almost lost her strength.

In the dream, Yan Xi was sweating on the back of his palm, and then woke up. The room was huge, and she was alone.

It was as if a large piece of her heart had been gouged out abruptly, and the one who did it was herself.