MTL - Blooming Romance-Chapter 51

Chu Yu calmed down and thought about it. No, when he got up, the door was closed. The mobile phone was placed in the living room sofa. He remembered that he had returned home and was taken to sleep by his father. It’s not that he ran out and called, and went back to the room. If he had forgotten it, it would be too difficult.

Teacher Chu came out of the kitchen and saw him say, "Where are you stupid to do? Go to wash your face and brush your teeth for breakfast. I made bamboo shoots and roast beef today, as well as tofu brain and adjust the sauce myself."

Chu Yan frowned, scratching his head and talking to himself: "How is my mobile phone outside..."

Teacher Chu disliked and said: "When you fell on the sofa yesterday, it fell out."

Chu Yu said: "There is a call record that I don't remember. I can't think of it."

Teacher Chu walked over and glanced at it. The call record was called to a person named “蔺蔺尘” and said, “Oh, this. This is a beating. This person’s name is strange.”

Chu Yu lived and was shocked: "Battered?????"

He was sitting in his special baby chair, grabbing a plastic spoon and eating the cornmeal in his small bowl. He just started to learn, eating everywhere, and a corn paste on his mouth.

I don't know if I feel my father is watching myself. I look up and smile at my father: "Dad."

Teacher Chu is not ashamed and proud to say: "Yes, is Cong Cong not smart?"

Chu Yu said: "I am sure that he will press and press."

Teacher Chu said: "That is also very smart, we will still play mobile phones."

I was very happy to eat the food I liked. I smiled like a flower with a spoon. I also stumbled on two ass: "Yeah." It was like responding to Grandpa's compliment.

Chu Yu has a complicated mood and does not know whether it is good or not.

Teacher Chu asked: "What's wrong? I accidentally called someone who shouldn't be playing? I found that I had hung up the phone."

Chu Yu suddenly said that it should not hang up this phone: "It is not... it doesn't matter, nothing, I am a bit strange."

啾啾 This unintentionally helped him to take the first step, and he didn’t have to tangled at once.

Hey, they have already played.

Then he will talk to Yan Yanchen again. I hope that Yan Chenchen does not think that this is a harassing call to blacklist him.

Um... he brushed his teeth first.

In the past night, Yan Yanchen always remembered the unfamiliar call from the end of last night, and the voice of the man who spoke to the baby was really familiar.

Where did you hear it? He was originally a relatively close-knit person.

Only the grave of Chu Yu did not dare to go, that is, after the loss of Chu Yu, Yan Yanchen could understand the mood of Dad. In the five or six years after my mother’s death, except for the burial, my father never went to the mother’s grave to worship. He only carefully prepared the sacrifice for him, and urged him to sweep the grave to his mother. He was very angry and felt daddy. Too much, so I hate Dad more.

Later, he found that on this day of the year, Dad didn’t actually do anything else. He would vacate his work that day. He would pruning a banyan tree in a remote garden in their old house, and he wouldn’t bother to get it. God, I can't wait to wipe every leaf clean.

The tree was planted by my father in the year of my mother's death.

In the past two years, he has a little understanding of his father's mood.

When I was young, I read "Xiangji Xuanzhi", which has a sentence: There is a banyan tree in the court, and my wife’s death is hand-planted.

I don't want to go, I don't dare to go.

Yan Yanchen thought about the phone while frying dumplings.

The dumplings rang in the oil.

He began to learn to cook in his spare time in the past few years, especially the dumplings. He had learned all kinds of dumplings that he had given him.

Thinking about it, Yan Yanchen suddenly thought of it.

- "I don't know that he is sick. Where do you know that he is sick? Is Chu Yu sick?"

Ah, it’s like the voice of Chu’s father!

Chu Yu’s father’s voice is very thick, because it is a teacher’s, and there is a teacher’s unique tone, and the words are very round and very special.

He remembered it!

what? But why is this strange phone appearing in the voice of my father, and a little baby talking?

You can't think of it.

Smell a smell.

The dumplings were overcooked, and he returned to God and turned his hands on fire.

At this time, the phone of Yan Yanchen suddenly sounded. He took it out and saw that the call shown above was from y city, that is, the unknown number last night.

The flames of the flames were just picking up, but there was a fire on the other side, and turned and accidentally knocked over the box on the table.

He was subconsciously going to squat, and he felt that it was more important to answer the phone and pick up the phone in a hurry.

There is no sound on the phone.

Yan Yanchen suddenly groaned, and he was helpless: "Hey? How are you?"

He couldn't hear the response, and he was in a hurry: "Speak up."

There is a light words in the listening hole: "Small 蔺..."

Yan Yanchen felt that his heart was about to explode. He seemed to be pressed and stopped. He stood still and squirmed his lower lip, but the sound of a word could not be heard.

Chu Yu continued: "I... I know that you will be very angry. Don't be angry with me first, listen to me and explain to you?"

"If you don't talk, I will agree to you by default."

"I was really diagnosed with a terminal illness at the time. I didn't want to drag you down, so I left and destroyed the contact method."

"Later, the doctor said that I will not die, I am looking for you, but I am still sick, and there is no contact method for you... I have been recovering from illness for more than a year. Recently I went back to work, yesterday from the previous company. People know that you have been looking for me, so I got your mobile number and I want to call you."

"I don't know if you still remember me... maybe you already have other lovers now."

"I didn't say anything else at the beginning, I am sorry for you."

"I want to say this. If I am disturbing you, I will apologize to you again."

"Little 蔺... Little 蔺?"

Yan Yan slammed himself and felt pain, confirming that he was not dreaming.

He is still a bit worried that this is a strange call, but generally does not appear in the daytime?

Yan Yanchen finally found his voice and said hoarsely: "...I don't."

Chu Yu asked: "What?"

Yan Yanchen said: "I don't like others, I only like you."

Chu Yu is sad and blushing, don't know what to say: "I'm sorry..."

Yan Yanchen asked: "Where are you now? Where is the city of y? Your residence and work unit tell me!"

Chu Yan told him one by one, and asked questioningly: "Would you like to come to me? When? How many days?"

Yan Yanchen said without hesitation: "Now, I am going to find you now. You are waiting for me."

Chu Wei: "I have to go to work... You are in city b, so far, can you get it? You don't have to go to work?"

Yan Yanchen said: "I am going to find you. Please wait for me. I will contact you again."

It seems to say a lot, and it seems that nothing has been said.

Xiao Yan is coming to find him!

Chu Yu’s heart pounded and jumped up, but as soon as he went back, he saw the dressing mirror of the living room mother. I felt that I was really ugly recently, so ugly, can I really see Xiaoyan?

He picked up the hem of his clothes and looked at the scar left by the caesarean section on his stomach. In fact, Director Chen’s craftsmanship is already very good. He also used the medicine to cure the phlegm, but he still left the seal.

How do you see the flames? The weather is hot and now I am wearing thin clothes. I can still see the light-colored clothes. He goes to change the dark color.

On the other hand, Yan Yanchen almost didn't rush out of the door. He excitedly paced back and forth at home, feeling like an explosion. He called the assistant for the first time: "Schedule the nearest flight to Y City."

The assistants reported a few times, and the temporary arrangements were too late. Even if they had the route they bought, it would take time for the domestic take-off application, and the flames frowned. Then ask: "What about high-speed rail?"

The assistant checked again. There were several high-speed trains in the city from the b city to the y city. The nearest one was a small half-hour, and the total time from the departure station to the destination station was six hours.

Yan Yanchen said: "Just set this."

The assistant hesitated and said: "...only the ticket is available."

Yan Yanchen said: "Then stand the ticket."

Yan Yanchen is about to go out and stop when he passes through the wine cabinet. He sees himself in the mirror, his hair is white...

Ugly is a word.

Can this ghost look like Chu?

Lying in the trough! Where is his hair dye? ?

Has he bought a hair dye? ? ?

The author has something to say: Someone asked Xiaoyan why he didn't go to the tomb of Chu, I think it takes courage too much.

After my grandfather died, my grandmother didn't go to the grave. I thought it was like this.

Good night, see you at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.

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