Lan Ke only took away one photo. Regarding Ning Tian’s cemetery, Sister-in-law Zhang said that the car’s fuel tank leaked, caught fire and exploded, and when it was found, it was reduced to ashes. Her aunt only made a tomb for Ning Tian in England and did not

I took the ashes with me because I couldn't collect them. In fact, these were all within my expectations.

The sharp edges of the broken cup seemed to scratch the tip of my heart, and in my ears was the voice of my always gentle aunt, who was hoarse,

"Xiao Anya, if you have any conscience at all, don't allow your daughter to destroy my family. I beg you, can you just ask her to let my son go?!"

His fingers were trembling a little, and he lightly brushed the album folder. The man in the photo had big eyes, and his pupils were surprisingly black. They were so dark and heavy that they seemed to have no whites. However, under the refraction of the sun, they were exceptionally clear and had an aura.

The strong attraction seems like a bottomless pit...

I remember that Feng Xixi once curiously asked herself how she could know someone like Ning Tian, ​​who was not from the same world. But her mother said that they were born in the same hospital, and may have slept in the same crib and used the same baby.

Confinement nanny.

Lan Ke didn't know anything about this. What he remembered clearly was that when he was five years old, his aunt and his family who settled in the UK suddenly returned to China. His grandfather had always been opposed to Ning Tian's education in the UK. The old man was rigid and stubborn, until his aunt and uncle agreed to talk to Ning Tian.

After returning to China to settle down while studying in college, the old man's expression softened.

At the family dinner, she met Ning Tian, ​​who was dressed in a very British style. This little cousin was said to be fifty-eight days older than her. He was just standing on the stairs on the second floor, but Lan Ke felt that he was in the clouds, tugging at his pink skirt.

Niba on the side looked at Ning Tian's unique boots, the dazzling two vertical rows of exquisite buttons on the dark blue dress, the beautiful white bow tie, and the bright eyes with a crooked smile, and did not dare to step forward.

If not naughty, the quiet and well-behaved Ning Tian would say "please" and "thank you" politely even when eating, and soon won the unanimous love of the whole family. Even his usually serious grandfather gave him a kind smile.

He explained his treasure, the gun model, which he knew was not accurate when his grandma wiped it for him.

It was as if Lan Ke had been robbed of her favorite White Rabbit toffee by the brat next door. No matter how delicate Ning Tian was and how much he wanted to please her by giving her chocolate beans and delicious French fries, Lan Ke was always treating him like an idiot.

Ignore it.

Children's attention is easily diverted. Lan Ke completely forgot about Ning Tian stealing the love of everyone in the family when she was called to play. Lan Ke was even more obsessed with the mud game.

A ball of soft mud can be molded into anything. He often plays until dark before going back. Unlike Ning Tian, ​​who can only stay at home. The adults are busy with other things and don't take him out. He can only play with the models or things.

Look through some old, toothless books.

The most impressive moment was when I went back late at night and rushed into the house eagerly to see my treasure, the little goldfish, only to find that Ning Tian was teasing those guys, giggling with pleasure. Lan

Ke's anger boiled up, and she rushed towards him like a fighting cock and pushed him away.

Ning Tian probably couldn't imagine that there could be such a rude person, and was frightened. He stared at her blankly, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on her fair face, and her eyes were as clear as grapes.

Lan Ke stared at them and couldn't help but gulped. Seeing that he was about to burst into tears, Lan Ke even smeared the mud on his face bitterly, "Don't cry! Or I will

Cover it all up for you!”

Ning Tian's tears just rolled in her eyes, and she kept them in her eyes without daring to fall out. Maybe it was due to her stubborn temper. In the end, Lan Ke was scolded by her grandma. Looking at her mother's disgusted look, Lan Ke even ran to

Ning Tian threatened him outside the door and refused to let him go out.

It was the last night we met when we were five years old. According to grandma, during the winter vacation that year, no matter how much her aunt and uncle dragged her, Ning Tian would not go back to China for the New Year. No one in the family could figure out the reason, but Lan Ke passed it with peace of mind.

A happy new year, with the love of the whole family.

The feud between them was forged that time. Ning Tian, ​​who seemed to have a gentle and well-behaved temperament, was actually surprisingly stubborn and refused to obey anyone after that.

Lan Ke laughed at Ning Tian. The fat girl next door would pester him with excuses every time he went on vacation. One time, she actually jumped on the bed and tried to bite his face, but she happened to hit him the whole time.

Ning Tian laughed at the imbecile Lan Ke, who secretly peeked out of the window on time every day to look at a handsome yellow-haired boy in the community who was carrying a guitar and going to a training class while riding a bicycle, drooling and giggling.

Frictions occur from time to time, and competitions are constant. However, when Ning Tian is in a hurry, a bunch of English will pop up, which makes Lan Ke very depressed and frustrated. For those who have just started to learn "Hello, how are you? I am fine"

, thank you.” This is definitely a challenge for Lan Ke at this level! I can’t understand what he is saying at all.

The result is always that one of them is speaking fluent English at the door of their respective bedrooms, and the other is quite contentedly quoting scriptures, fighting each other, sarcastically and scolding each other. The content is mostly the same as that of ducks, which always makes grandma, the professor of Chinese as a foreign language, angry.

The old professor didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Ning Tian's Chinese proficiency gradually improved day by day, but Lan Ke's English was still pretty bad.

After going to Ningyuan, my body has been weak and I have been wanting to sleep. Whenever I close my eyes, I think of the past and have constant nightmares.

In the dream, the five-year-old Ning Tian stood on the stairs like a prince, as if he had returned to the age of thirteen or fourteen, or sometimes in college, or his shy first kiss, or their lips and tongues entangled, or many years ago.

That drunken incident, the last time I watched the sunrise.

There was also the despair of being rejected by his aunt at Ning Tian's funeral, and finally returning to the dazzling blood-colored rose ring, and Ning Tian's tearful look as he was threatened by himself. Things that had happened over the past twenty years suddenly changed.

Coming in droves.

I woke up in the middle of the night, my pillow was wet, I got up and drank some water, but I felt like I was sweating and my forehead was terribly hot. I searched for a long time and couldn't find a medicine to reduce fever. When I closed my eyes, I saw my parents and aunt when I was thirteen years old.

The family went to a mountain resort to soak in hot springs. At that time, the adults seemed to have a quarrel over something, and finally disappeared together.

But Lan Ke fell ill that night and had a high fever. It was Ning Tian who carried her down the mountain. In such a cold weather, while carrying her on his back, he told himself stories and interesting stories about his trek into the wild. He was afraid that he would

If you fall asleep, your illness will get worse. As a result, when he recovered, Ning Tian fell down. He had a severe cold and tonsil inflammation and he was mute for a long time...

I don’t know what time it was when I woke up. The curtains were tightly drawn, and the fever seemed to have subsided. I could hardly remember what happened last night. Except for some beautiful dreams that seemed to have been stolen by the dream weaver, all that was left was

Fragmented and fragmented memories that cannot be put back together.

Just as she was about to struggle to get up, the door opened with a bang, and it was Feng Jie who came in. It is said that she stayed at the school to teach. She was still dressed in simple clothes, her belly was slightly bulging, and she was holding a bowl in her hand, which seemed to be pumpkin cream.

The soup has too much pepper, and you can smell a strong peppery smell as soon as you open the door.

"Okay, let's drink some soup first. There is porridge in the kitchen. Don't be dissatisfied if you don't cook well. This is my limit. I don't know how to take care of myself. It's all burned like this. The older I get, the less I know -"

Before she finished speaking, she saw the corners of Lan Ke's eyes turning red.

His lips were a little dry, "Why do you still like to teach others so much? I haven't seen you for six years, and the first time I saw you -"

"Okay, I got it, let's take a sip first. Yesterday, Shi Meng said that she couldn't get through when she called you. She was afraid that something might happen to you. She had to be on duty in the hospital and couldn't make it. Xixi went to Guangzhou, and Arin couldn't get through.

You had no choice but to call me. When I rushed over, your door was unlocked and you were unconscious on the sofa. It happened that Shaoning was having dinner with his high school classmate, the "medical genius", so I found him.

, you have a fever of 40 degrees, how did you get it?"

"Okay, I understand, I won't do it next time." Lan Ke got up.

Feng Jie murmured while helping her fold the quilt, "How is it? It's not bad. I have practiced it in the past few years."

"Well, has President Xu been drinking this kind of soup?" Lan Ke asked with a smile.

"He hasn't taken it orally yet. He just learned this from reading your recipe. What's wrong? How does it taste?"

"Well, not bad, it's full of pepper flavor." Lan Ke couldn't help but laugh.

"Bring it here, don't drink it, you still think it's too much."

Feng Jie pretended to take the bowl, and finally saw the half-pressed photo of Lan Ke under the pillow. It looked like a photo of Ning Tian and Lan Ke from many years ago. They had funny expressions and smiled happily. With a finger, they

The photo was stuffed in again.

"I think you should find someone to marry. How can you live alone like this all day long? You can also avoid Chu Xuan's harassment, and you don't have to think about it anymore -"

Lan Ke burst into laughter. She was the only one who dared to say anything about Chu Xuan, and even used the word "harassment" to describe it. After drinking the soup, she answered, "I know, Aunt Feng, I

As soon as you recover from your illness, go on a blind date."

"I'm serious this time. How about I give you a clue? An Zifeng is a nice person. He is an old classmate of Shaoning and knows everything about him. He is a master's student who graduated from Beijing University of Chinese Medicine. Although he has never studied abroad,

He comes from a medical family, and his family is very famous in the capital, and his appearance is also——"

"Feng Jie, please be my mother, really." Lan Ke did it on purpose.

"Come on, I don't have children, and besides, I'm afraid of losing my life," she said while stroking her belly proudly.

"Look at you like that, you fell happily into the honey pot."
Chapter completed!