MTL - Peach and Plum Do Not Speak (The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms)-Chapter 139

The funeral has been busy for several days, and the whole family is exhausted. The physical fatigue is nothing, but the spiritual grief is hard to bear.

The old house seemed to be empty all of a sudden.

Usually, the second old man does not have much time to go downstairs. Most of the time he spends on the second floor, reading books, watching TV, chatting, and amusing the grandchildren. When the weather is good, he will go for a walk. Grandpa is in better health. He will also cook with the driver at home. flower.

When they are there, the old house will have the voices of them talking softly to the children, there will be piano, singing, laughter

As long as they are there, the children will be at ease.

Now all is gone.

After the funeral, adults go to work and children go to school, silent and sad.

Before that, the children of the Yan family had an unwritten and tacit stipulation that they would spend time in the old house for a weekend every month, and even if they were busy, they would still find time to come back for dinner.

In the first week of the second old man's death, Yan Yixi and Yan Yinnan could not go back to the old house at all, and both of them worked overtime in the unit.

Yan Xi also went to work as usual, but An Zhi was really worried about her and didn't dare to go back to the United States rashly.

She goes to work during the day and comes back for dinner at night. She also talks to An Zhi and laughs, but she is obviously silent a lot.

An Zhi could notice that Yan Xi pretended "she's fine" in front of her, probably because she was worried. It's also possible that she thinks she's too young to confide in her, even though they're in a relationship now.

An Zhixin knew that there was no hurry.

Before going out that day, Yan Xi touched her head and said, "Let's book the plane ticket today, you can't take away the schoolwork."

An Zhi smiled and said, "It's alright, I'm great." I just had to work hard for my classmates in the research group and discuss with her via video in the evening. She can read the experimental report, but that's not enough. Their group has made a breakthrough in the cost of materials recently, so she probably won't be able to participate.

It's just that none of this matters.

She showed her dimples at Yan Xi, stuck out her tongue, and deliberately sold her cuteness, but it was not guaranteed to be useful.

Please, don't secretly help her buy plane tickets.

If Yan Xi is serious, he might do this.

Yan Xi stared at her for a while, her eyes softened, she stroked her cheek, and said softly, "Okay, then stay for a few more days."

In the middle of the night, An Zhi felt that the pillow next door was empty and Yan Xi was not on the bed, so she hurriedly got up.

There was no one in the living room on the second floor.

An Zhi thought for a while, then went back to the house and took Yan Xi's sweater jacket, and went downstairs quietly.

In the small side hall on the first floor, she was there, the light was warm and dim, her slender fingers held the crystal goblet, the glass was filled with navy red liquid, and her slender shoulders trembled slightly.

An Zhi walked slowly to her side, with a photo frame on it.

It was a family photo of their family that day.

That day was only the first photo of everyone showing their white teeth and smiling, and after a second or two, the twins in their arms started to cry, everyone turned their heads to look, help, help, coax, laugh laugh.

The sunshine that day was really good, the photographer took this scene, and the happiness of the whole family overflowed the photo.

An Zhi's eyes froze.

Yan Xi's fingers gently touched the faces of Grandpa Yan and Grandma Yan, and the two old people, as always, smiled lovingly and stared at their juniors.

An Zhi pushed the jacket onto her shoulders and tightened it.

Yan Xi's hand held hers from behind and patted it.

An Zhi wrapped her arms around her neck and put her head close to her ear.

For a few seconds they didn't speak, quietly feeling the moment of tenderness.

Then An Zhi said softly, "Auntie..."

"Come here." Yan Xi pulled her to the front and held her on his lap. An Zhi was surprised at first, and her face turned slightly red. Just like when she was a child, Yan Xi would hold her in her arms when she was in a low mood, but now it is different, she buried her face in her collarbone and took a deep breath.

"You're so fragrant," she murmured, breathing like blue.

She is really fragrant, with a hint of wine in her breath.

An Zhi's cheeks turned even redder.

It was very late at night, and the heating in the side hall was a bit insufficient. She hugged Yanxi tightly: "Auntie, shall we go back to sleep?"

"Well," Yan Xi snorted softly, "let me give you a hug."

An Zhi wanted to say that she could hug her when she went back to bed, but Yan Xi's coquettish-like behavior had already made her unconditionally obey, so she was left to her. She learned her movements and gently stroked her hair.

"Tao Tao, I'm not good enough for you." Yan Xi suddenly said.

An Zhi asked her suspiciously, "Huh?"

"I wasn't good enough for you when you were young. When you were so young, you had to face death alone without anyone to rely on, and I only focused on work at that time..."

"Auntie," An Zhi hurriedly interrupted her: "No, you are very kind to me. You brought me home. You were so busy at work at that time, and my family loved me very much."

Yan Xi felt sad. At this age, the death of her close relatives was already a happy death, and she still couldn't accept it. In comparison, An Zhi was less than six years old at the time.

An Zhi knew what she was thinking, and she comforted her softly: "You made me a part of the family. I am today because of you. You brought me to you so that I can love you."

Her words were as warm as spring, with a sense of love and righteousness, Yan Xi smelled the same fragrance in her hair as hers, but it was so unique.

Yan Xi stroked her cheek, spreading tenderness.

She knows the feelings of grandparents, like relatives and friends, like lovers. She has been pursuing this kind of strong and loving feeling, and there has never been this moment when she truly feels that this feeling is by her side.

Once she deeply realized this, she couldn't help but reflect on herself, and many things were not done well.

"Also, I broke your heart before..."

"Shh..." An Zhi lowered her head and kissed the top of her head, knowing that she was in a unstable mood now.

"Then you will be nice to me in the future, and hurt me more." An Zhi kissed her again, feeling sorry for her fragility at this moment.

"You and me, I will always be by your side." An Zhi hugged her tightly.

"Can you stop being so sad?" An Zhi whispered.

"Okay." Yan Xi kissed her chin back.

"Then don't drink." An Zhi took the opportunity to say.

"Okay." Yan Xi replied without thinking.

An Zhi's dimple moved, reached for the cup, and took a sip.

Before she could taste it, Yan Xi's lips had already caught up, taking the liquid from her mouth into her mouth.

"Well..." An Zhi didn't expect this move, the two kissed intimately and tenderly for a while, and the hands of the clock seemed to be half a circle slower.

"This wine is good."

An Zhi felt a little drunk and pressed her forehead: "Auntie, shall we go upstairs?"

"Huh?" Yan Xi curled his lips into a smile and whispered to her ear, "...What are you implying?"

An Zhi blinked and blushed: "...it's late, it's time to sleep."

Yan Xi smiled, touched the photo frame, and sighed, "Okay."

There was not much sadness in her sigh, but a little sadness, a little emotion, and a little peace of mind.

An Zhi stood up and stretched out his hand to her. In Yan Xi's eyes, there is tranquility and softness that has settled down. An Zhi's fingers are white and tender. They belong to a young girl. They are waiting for her. They may not be as strong and powerful as men, but they can give her warmth that others can't give. and peace of mind.

She passed her hand.

An Zhichong showed her a bright smile and pulled her up gently, "Okay, Yan Xiaowu, let's go to bed."

She even shook the hand they were holding.

There was a dense warm light in Yan Xi's eyes.

There seems to be a familiar scene in my memory, but the little girl has grown up and has become her lover.

She followed her upstairs.

An Zhi let her sleep, hugged her from the quilt, kissed her, and whispered sweet words to her close to her ear.

Yan Xi stroked the girl's plump cheeks and kissed her gently. Their hair was tangled together. Yan Xi's fingers stroked her chin, neck, and the two soft peaches on her chest.

An Zhi murmured and said in a low voice, "Auntie, let me come." Yan Xi let out a soft and ambiguous sigh, floating between them: "Tao Tao..."

Yan Xi nestled herself into her young and beautiful embrace, allowing her to unbutton her buttons one by one from top to bottom, just like slow motion in a movie.

Yan Xi gasped, feeling the girl's lips moving around her body, as if she was in a flower bush. Thousands of petals gently attacked her, infiltrating the sweet and light fragrance into her blood through body temperature.

In the dense forest in the morning, the fresh and slightly humid air, just after the rain, the flowers and trees in the forest are all covered with dewdrops, the dense forest is penetrated by a ray of light, another ray, a bunch, another bunch, more and more. The sun spreads out.

In the end, only the soft and light scent of ethereal flowers and the slightly sweet fragrance of peach remained, which slowly merged with the woman's sigh.