Chapter 247 The Boy Without Face
Although they didn't meet frequently in the past few months after they came back, they could detect Xu Jiayu's changes just by calling Ding Dang.
She became quiet, no longer the vitality and bright smile of Xu Jiayu before.
She also became less talkative, and was only used to looking at others with a smile, and rarely talked about her own situation in her words.
They have been in contact for a lot of time in the past ten years, and she has also heard Xu Jiayu tell her a lot about her situation.
Graduated, graduated, worked, promoted, successfully held the first exhibition, fell in love, broke up...
But whenever she asks for details, she always keeps off the problem.
Now thinking about it, how did a chick who had not yet learned to fly suddenly leave the bird's nest without the protection of adult birds?
Judging from Xu Jiayu's current personality, it must not be an easy task.
Ding Dang has always felt sorry for the incident that Xu Jiayu encountered. He lost his mother as soon as he became an adult. His father, who seemed to love her, had a cheating brother, and he had an older brother...
However, she didn't feel much difference when she met several times. She always thought it was because of the difference between talking to her cell phone and face-to-face.
If it weren't for the confused and helpless eyes of Xu Jiayu on the street just now, her cold fingers and her trembling wrists when she held the cup, she would never have thought that the family would have such a great impact on a person.
Xu Jiayu is too insecure now.
The reason why she was able to behave normally before was because Lin Mochen was by her side.
After all, Lin Mochen basically grew up in the Xu family. For Xu Jiayu, Lin Mochen is the warmth in his memory.
Thinking of this, she changed her mind, "There are thousands of good men, who made me lose my fate and meet such a person? Fortunately, God opened his eyes and asked me to stop the loss in time. Zheng Wenbin is quite conscientious. He left the house with nothing. But the house and car were my pre-marital property.”
Xu Jiayu looked at Ding Dang leaning against the dressing table, trying to find out her true thoughts from her expression.
Seeing Ding Dang's calm look, Zheng Wenbin kept saying "leaving blood" and thought he wouldn't want custody of his daughter.
"Ding Dang... wasn't with you when you needed me the most."
Xu Jiayu said and hugged Ding Dang again, but Ding Dang jumped to the door of the bedroom, "You have a lot of trouble with this smell! Let's go away, don't call me! It's all the troubles like this, how can Director Lin be willing to let you be so reckless Run out, what happened to you two? ”
Xu Jiayu lowered her head and was silent for a moment, "Ding Dang, do you think Lin Mochen loves me?"
"What?"
Ding Dang looked surprised, as if she had asked what an incredible thing.
"Isn't this obvious? Do you think Lin Mochen treats everyone like you?" Ding Dang pointed to himself, "I just had a meal with my classmates' reunion that day, and later he asked me why I knew you, and I don't remember my love at all. There is someone like me."
"And, according to my observation, Lin Mochen has been in love with you for at least ten years! Do you know that I told my mother that you and Lin Mochen are married, so what did my mother ask me?"
In Xu Jiayu's shocked eyes, Ding Dang squatted down and took out a photo of the plastic seal from the bottom drawer of the dressing table.
Xu Jiayu was stunned, "Is this... graduation photo?"
Ding Dang took the photo into Xu Jiayu's arms, "Photo after elementary school graduation! I told my mother that you and her classmates were married. Her first reaction was to ask if her surname was Lin. At that time, I wondered how my mother knew."
Ding Dang stretched with a smile, "There are so many people in the class, but only one person has no face. You can find who it is!"
The photo of primary school graduation has long disappeared in Xu Jiayu's memory. Her things should have been lost by He Guifang long ago. After all, she didn't even have her own room in that home.
Xu Jiayu really didn't expect that after many years, he could still see the graduation photos of elementary school.
The photos of the sculpting are well preserved by Ding Dang, but time has passed so long, and dozens of gray-green figures are embedded in yellowed photo paper.
The head teacher's sideburns in a floral skirt were not yet frosted, and in a trance the silver bell on her wrist was still shaking with the blackboard.
The funny posture of the boys on tiptoe in the back row is forever frozen.
When my fingertips stroked the plastic seal crack, I paused at a mole the size of an ink dot - that was the only boy among everyone who didn't see the front face. Lin Mochen.
And there was a blurred spot around him, which should be the sunset reflected by the glass windows of the teaching building.
In that halo, the chalk gray that had once fluttered on duty was now like a wormhole leading to parallel time and space.
In a trance, Xu Jiayu heard the old school bell that had been demolished shaking deep in the eardrum, shaking off the dust that had accumulated for twenty-five years on the edge of the photo frame.
The young and tender cheeks flashed through my memory. There was a girl who was always mocked by her as a "cry bag". She immigrated abroad after only being her deskmate for half a year. Is there still a hole in her desk? Half a pack of hawthorn slices after eating.
And it was precisely because of her departure that Lin Mochen became her deskmate.
In self-study class, he always taps the corner of the table with the end of the pencil, three short and one long, like a certain password.
She pretended to flip through the book, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the shadow of his eyelashes casting on the paper when he lowered his head, until one day she mustered up the courage to draw a crooked star on the draft with an eraser, pushing it through the crack of the table. His fingertips happened to stop at the edge of the stars. The two of them suddenly stared at the cicadas outside the window in a daze, as if the deafening sound could cover the heartbeat of the drum.
When the heavy rain storm stormed, he stuffed the umbrella into her hand, pulled his schoolbag and blocked his head and rushed into the rain curtain. The umbrella bone remained with the temperature in his palm, and half a fallen water pen label was wrapped around the handle.
The next day, she obviously returned the umbrella and found that the umbrella was put into her table hole again. The falling label had been re-sticked, and a line of small words were added underneath.
"I will hold an umbrella next time."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The ink trace was half-hide with water stains, like her suddenly hot cheeks.
There is also the summer vacation before junior high school. They sat at home together and listened to a box of unsigned tapes brought by Lin Mochen.
There was a 0.3 second blank at 26 seconds of the third song on the B side, and Lin Mochen suddenly turned off the recorder with a red face.
"The tape is broken, nothing good to hear, let's go out and play!"
Then, when he was eighteen years old, Xu Jiayu, who was about to embark on the road to school, packed his bags and wiped the old-style walkman's head. Finally, he heard the extinguished breath: "There was a catkins on your eyelashes that day, I..." >
The second half of the sentence is always stuck in the noise of electricity, like all the dusk in youth that is still silenced.
Memory ripples rippled with the strings of their hearts. At that time, they might not know what love is and what love is, but just do what they think is right according to their hearts.
From that time on, he had become accustomed to taking care of her and being kind to her.
Xu Jiayu suddenly looked up and said, "I have a tumor in my head."
"What?"
Time flies, and months always feel like it passes in a flash.
Thank you for your love for Dr. Lin and Xiaoyu!
25 years have arrived!
Happy New Year to everyone! Wealth is coming!
As we bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, I still thank you all for your support!
Your love is my motivation to persevere!
I will continue to ask for votes in the new year~ please leave a message!
Thanks to book friends 918; May; book friends 176; crow; book friends 911, Xiao Mi, book friends 967, book friends 618, book friends 435. book friends 5638, book friends 4459, sand og, lotus pond, Taibao, still waiting for treasures Our support!
Thank you Shu Yue; pray; yuppie; the most beautiful; full; eb; book friend 45; book friend bc, traveler, book friend 2023 and other babies for your support!
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Today is also a day to love your babies.
Lin Mochen’s warm reminder:
At the beginning of the new year, everything will be renewed. Babies should remember to stay up late while celebrating the festival. I wish you good health.
Of course, a certain Dr. Lin will live up to expectations and continue to practice love words in the new year.
In 2025, come on.