He Xiaoyun occasionally thinks, is the world she lives in really a book? Could the so-called reality in the memory be a dream she had?

I don't think about these many times. After all, her life is full and busy, and she doesn't have much time to be sad.

The last time I remembered it was because of a classmate of Wei Yuanhang.

Wei Yuanhang is already in high school. A boy at this age has his own preferences and ideas. On weekends, he is more going out to play with his peers, rather than sticking to his parents as he did when he was a child.

There will be some guests at home this weekend. He Xiaoyun went out to buy vegetables in the morning. When she came back, she was at the gate of the compound. She ran into him and ran out. She confessed: "Uncle and Aunt Wu are going to come home for dinner at noon. Remember to come back early. "

"I know!" The big boy replied.

Under a tree on the other side of the road, his classmates were waiting there. One of the boys said: "Wei Yuanhang, hurry up, Yu Yanyan and the others may have already arrived in the library, and later they said we are like tortoises!"

"Who is the tortoise? It was obviously the girl who was late last time, and the girl is the big tortoise!"

"Then talk to those girls."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Several young people walked away laughing and making noise, but He Xiaoyun stayed there for a while before slowly walking home.

The name Yu Yanyan is very ordinary. When you shout Yanyan on the road, there may be five or six girls responding to you, but when this name appears with Wei Yuanhang, it evokes He Xiaoyun’s memory—that’s it. The name of the heroine in the book.

But she clearly remembered that the girl only met Wei Yuanhang after he graduated.

It is possible that her arrival has changed some things.

So she began to think again, is this really a book? Does the previous life she thought really existed?

Back home, changed clothes, absently choosing vegetables.

Before long, Wei Jianwei came back from the camp and walked out of the kitchen, she hadn't noticed yet.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

He Xiaoyun was taken aback, looked back at him, and groaned: "I won't make a sound when I come back."

Wei Jianwei is a bit innocent. Didn't he just talk to her when he said something?

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to choose vegetables with her. He Xiaoyun rushed to the side and said, "Pull out the pig's hair."

Planning to make Dongpo meat at noon, I bought pork with skin on it.

"Xiao Hang is not at home?" Wei Jianwei searched for tweezers.

"I went to the library with my classmates."

"Which classmates?"

He Xiaoyun laughed when she heard it, "Don't worry, I think they are all pretty good."

During the Chinese New Year last year, Wei Yuanhang and a few boys in his class set off firecrackers on the main road, scaring the girls passing by, and specially found the family home to file a complaint.

Wei Yuanhang, along with three or four male classmates, was pulled back by Wei Jianwei and ran for ten laps. All of them were sweaty and trembling during the winter.

When the parents of the classmates found out, not only did they have no objection, but also made a special trip to thank you, saying that if you have such a thing in the future, you have to ask Wei Jianwei for education.

Wei Jianwei's military rank has been getting higher in recent years. He was originally a serious and dignified look. Now he is becoming more and more majestic. When the children saw him, they were as scared as quail.

Who would have thought that when he was at home, he would pull pig feathers with his sleeves rolled up?

He Xiaoyun looked at him attentively and smiled again.

Wei Jianwei looked up at her. She joked: "If there is a pig hair removal contest in the army, you will definitely be ranked."

Over the years, he did all the work of killing chickens and fishes and roasting pig feathers at home.

Wei Jianwei cooperated and said: "It was the master who taught well."

He Xiaoyun was overwhelmed with joy.

The guests who will come in a while are her brother He Xiaojun's family, as well as her classmates and colleagues.

After graduating from university a few years ago, she stayed on and worked as a teaching assistant while continuing her studies.

The classmates have their own prospects. Among the four girls, Wu Jing stayed at school like her. Liu Yangyang entered the government office, but Wang Lingling went back to her hometown.

Wu Jing went around with her husband, and finally came together again. The man entered the city for her and started by setting up a small stall. Now the business is quite big, and the two have a five-year-old son.

Because they are classmates and colleagues, He Xiaoyun and Wu Jing have become more and more intimate over the years, and even the two families have also walked very close. It is common to visit each other for dinner.

Her brother He Xiaojun, who studied at the film school, is now working as a photographer in a certain studio, working hard towards his dream of director.

He was also married. What's interesting is that his target was Liu Yangyang, and he only met because He Xiaojun went to school to find He Xiaoyun.

Liu Yangyang originally wanted to introduce He Xiaoyun to her brother, but he did not expect that he would become a younger brother and sister of He Xiaoyun. When the two appeared in front of He Xiaoyun hand in hand, she was really surprised and happy.

They will also bring their daughters to dinner later.

He Xiaoyun was in a daze again, she thought, in that book, there were not so many vivid people and so many interesting things.

"Oops--"

She patronized in a daze, and the grass carp in the bucket next to her suddenly slammed its tail, throwing her into the water.

The weather was hot and the clothes were thin. Although it was not cold when wet, it was uncomfortable to stick to her body, so she had to go to the room to change it.

Just after the change, when he turned around, he crashed into Wei Jianwei's arms.

The door was unlocked, he did not know when he followed in.

He Xiaoyun pushed him, "What are you doing."

She has been in the same bed for many years, she still has a bit of girlish shyness, and she feels uncomfortable at the thought of being seen by him while changing her clothes.

"Tie your eyes together," she said.

He smiled and asked, "Do you want to tie it tonight?"

He Xiaoyun didn't react to what he meant for a while. When she understood it, her face was hot in embarrassment, and she raised her hand to hit him, "In broad daylight, Comrade Wei Jianwei, your thoughts are extremely dangerous and very unhealthy!"

Wei Jianwei smiled, put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and touched her forehead with his forehead, "Is not feeling well?"

For a while, I have been stunned by seeing her twice.

He Xiaoyun shook her head, simply leaned in his arms, sighed and said, "In the blink of an eye, Xiaohang is so big."

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Wei Jianwei patted her on the back, "Did he make you angry?"

The implication was that it meant waiting for his son to come back to teach him.

"Nothing." He Xiaoyun laughed, "just suddenly felt a little emotional."

She suddenly wanted to ask his desire, "You said, is it possible that our life is not real, just like a movie, TV series, or a book, is it arranged with a plot?"

Wei Jianwei thought about such a wild idea, and then shook his head and said, "I can't imagine. But if it's a book, is it written in the book?"

He leaned closer and kissed her lightly.

He Xiaoyun was stunned, then shook her head and smiled: "No, it's not written in the book."

"That book is fake." Wei Jianwei was sure.

His tone seemed to be disgusting that the book didn't write the two of them very closely.

He Xiaoyun laughed at his rare childishness.

The two hugged for a while, and he said, "Are you going to go out? The guests are coming soon."

Yes, the guest is coming soon.

There is no need to think about what is true or false.

Everything she has at this time, her relatives, lovers, and friends, are so real and beautiful.

She owns them, and will always have them, that's enough.

He Xiaoyun took Wei Jianwei out of the room to prepare to welcome the guests.

The breeze blew into the room, and the white curtains floated up and fell slowly.

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