Chapter 36

    Yun Jing struggled to bury her head in the pillow, wishing that there was a hole there, so that she could go in and hide.

    Cen Jinglan patted her back gently, but Yun Jing clearly felt that the bed was shaking slightly—that was Cen Jinglan snickering.

    Alas, Cen Jinglan is no longer the wooden man he used to be. After a while, he has changed a lot.

    Shouldn't you be at a loss from now on?

    Yun Jing thought for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. She raised her head suddenly and asked, "Why do you say that the content of the dream is what I thought, not what you thought? I think it is clearly what you thought!"

    "… ..." Cen Jinglan finally couldn't help laughing out, "That might be what I thought."

    Yun Jing suddenly became confident: "You rascal!"

    "What's wrong with playing hooligan with your wife?" Cen Jinglan didn't think so. Ashamed instead of proud, "I don't want to be a hooligan with my wife, is it a big problem?"

    Yun Jing: "..."

    He has really changed, he is not the original wood.

    "Wife..." Cen Jinglan's warm palms lingered around Yun Jing's waist, "When are we going to try the ideas in our dreams? I think..."

    "I think you *T shut up." Yun Jing Not as cheeky as him, he covered his face and said, "It's really, what do you think about all day long... um..."

    Before he could finish speaking, he was blocked by the hot lips, and Cen Jinglan kissed vaguely. Said, "I just want to be like this."

    Just when they were newly married, it was the time when honey was mixing oil, and a kiss easily brought back memories of last night.

    After a long time, the two stopped in sweat.

    Cen Jinglan rubbed Yunjing's waist and asked, "Does it hurt?"

    Yunjing turned her head and buried her head in the quilt, not wanting to talk to him.

    It doesn't hurt, but it's definitely uncomfortable.

    Cen Jinglan wanted to say something, but Yun Jing's stomach suddenly made a "gurgling" sound.

    Yun Jing: "..."

    Getting married is really a very physical thing.

    "I'll go get something to eat." Cen Jinglan touched her soft belly and got up.

    "What time is it?" Yun Jing didn't care about being shy, and asked sullenly.

    Cen Jinglan looked at the time: "It's after one o'clock, I seem to smell the aroma of rice just now, go down and have a look."

    He put on his clothes and went downstairs, Yun Jing twisted a few times under the quilt, and was ready to get up.

    But before she got up, Cen Jinglan came back again, bent over and said to her, "Aunt Fan is here, lunch is ready, get up to eat first?"

    Yun Jing raised her head and saw him exposed outside. There were scratches all over his skin, and he couldn't help blushing.

    Although everyone knew what would happen on the night of the bridal chamber, but before they slept until this point, Cen Jinglan ran out like this again and was seen by the elders, which was quite embarrassing.

    However, Cen Jinglan misunderstood what she meant, thinking that she didn't want to get up, so she stretched out her hand directly across her waist, and hugged Yun Jing like a child.

    Yun Jing was also like a child, and subconsciously kicked her legs twice before finding his waist and putting it on directly: "I can do it myself."

    "It's faster this way." Cen Jinglan put her into the bathroom.

    It was true that I was hungry, the two of them didn't mess around anymore, and Yunjing was no longer hypocritical. He quickly washed up and went downstairs to eat.

    When Aunt Fan saw them, she hurried to serve the food.

    I don't know if it was my own delusion, but Yun Jing always felt that Aunt Fan smiled more brightly today, and the food seemed to have more weight.

    "Sister Ling said that they will send Mr. Ji over in the afternoon and have dinner together in the evening." Aunt Fan told them Ruan Ling's order by the way, "Are you going out this afternoon?"

    Yun Jing looked at Cen Jinglan, they had already arranged things at work, and they won't be going to the company for a few days, so I don't know if he has other things.

    "I won't go out this afternoon, I'll rest at home... tidy up." Cen Jinglan noticed Yun Jing's gaze, and quickly changed her words, "This is the first time I've moved into this house, and there are still a lot of things that need to be sorted out."

    Aunt Fan smiled . The meaning is even deeper: "Okay, I will go to buy ingredients with Lao Li and the others later. Let me know if you have any dishes you want to eat."

    Cen Jinglan looked at Yunjing, Yunjing thought about it, and reported a few A favorite dish of grandfather and Cen Jinglan.

    Cen Jinglan also reported a few favorite dishes of his parents and Yun Jing.

    Aunt Fan glanced at him in surprise, her eyes suddenly warmed.

    She has been in the Cen family for many years, and Ruan Ling is very kind to her, just like her own sisters, so she also treats the family as her relatives. In Aunt Fan's heart, Cen Jinglan is just like her own nephew. They all love Cen Jinglan, even if Cen Jinglan was never close to *T's parents, no one blamed him, because it wasn't his fault in the first place, and no one taught him this.

    Aunt Fan just felt sorry, Cen Xueyan and Ruan Ling were both good people, and Cen Jinglan was also a very good person, but unfortunately fate made people unable to enjoy the family happiness.

    Until Yunjing appeared recently, Aunt Fan heard Ruan Ling talk about Cen Jinglan's changes, and was happy for them.

    But although the relationship of the family has improved, they are not the kind of people who are particularly good at expressing themselves, and they still seem a little alienated on the surface. Especially Cen Jinglan, except in front of Yunjing, his happiness and anger are invisible, and sometimes it is really hard to see.

    At this time, when he heard him blurt out the dishes his parents liked, Aunt Fan knew that even if he didn't say anything, he still had his parents in his heart.

    Aunt Fan was deeply happy for the family, and couldn't wait to run out to call Ruan Ling to report the incident.

    Cen Jinglan noticed Aunt Fan's small movements and ignored her. She stretched out her hand to Yun Jing: "Come on, I'll show you our new home."

    Last night, in the gallery, Cen Jinglan carried Yun Jing directly back to the bedroom. She went downstairs just now and was hungry again, so she hadn't had time to take a look at this new home.

    Yun Jing put his hand in his palm, the two of them clasped their fingers together, and wandered around their house.

    However, Yun Jing soon discovered that the layout of this house was similar to the suite that Grandpa Cen lived in in the countryside when he was a child. It's just that in terms of small details, it was remodeled according to the suite they lived in before. It is equivalent to combining the advantages of the two houses, and they are familiar everywhere.

    "Want to visit next door?" Cen Jinglan asked again.

    Yun Jing nodded, and the two walked through the Spring Flower Gallery and the cobblestone path together. Yun Jing glanced at the swing, and went to take a look. Thinking of last night's dream, she stopped again.

    "Don't you have a look at the swing?" Cen Jinglan asked, with a light expression on his face, as if he had forgotten what happened in his dream.

    Yun Jing also nodded calmly immediately: "Of course you have to see, you didn't do it yourself, right?"

    "Guess what?" Cen Jinglan asked with a smile.

    He had already arrived in front of the swing while talking, so Yun Jing didn't need to ask any more questions.

    Because she has seen that some of the little dolls on this swing are newly made, and some are her original little dolls. One of the little rabbits holding carrots, she remembered very clearly, her grandmother was ingenious, and even the rabbit's teeth were made very realistic. At that time, Yunjing was naughty and secretly painted half of the rabbit's teeth black, making her grandparents laugh and cry, she even said confidently: "This carrot is too hard, the rabbit can't eat it, and the teeth are broken.

    " The rabbit doll with half of its teeth is still lying on her swing frame. Of course, it can only be made by Cen Jinglan herself.

    When I saw a familiar doll, the picture from my childhood came to my mind very clearly.

    "It's been exposed to the sun for so many years, but it's not broken." Yun Jing stroked the little dolls with her fingertips and sighed softly, "I thought they were long gone."

    Cen Jinglan didn't express his opinion, but just stood behind the swing and said, "Sit up and try?"

    Yun Jing hesitated a little, but Cen Jinglan saw it and joked: "I'll push it a little bit, I promise not to let my wife Fly out."

    This is remembering the dream last night, deliberately teasing her.

    Yunjing was originally embarrassed to come here, but this time he gave it his all, and sat on the swing with a light snort: "Do you really think I would be afraid? It's just that you thought I would be afraid, but in fact, I've never been afraid of heights."

    "I I know." Cen Jinglan gently pushed the swing and joked, "After all, when you were a child, you liked to climb the fence and then sit on it... Crying."

    Yun Jing: "..."

    Actually, Cen Jinglan didn't wrong her.

    I don't know if it was because I was suppressed too hard in my parents' house. After Yunjing arrived in the country, he seemed to be anxious to vent all his previous grievances, and he was particularly skinny and didn't like to take ordinary paths.

    Grandpa Cen's yard originally had a fence, and there were a few trees outside the fence.

    Yunjing never walked through the main entrance, and when she was young, she didn't know what it was to be afraid. She liked to climb up the fence along the tree, but when she was about to jump down, she was afraid. Then every time she was stuck on the fence and called Cen Jinglan to pick her up.

    When Cen Jinglan didn't come, she cried.

    She couldn't count how many times, as long as she climbed the wall, Cen Jinglan would always be smashed. She even suspected that the fence was torn down from Grandpa Cen later, probably because she was afraid that she would smash Cen Jinglan.

    I didn't understand it when I was a child, but looking back now, Yunjing understands her mentality a little bit.

    It was actually very simple. The first time she climbed the fence, she wanted to peek at Cen Jinglan. In the end, he didn't dare to go down. Although Cen Jinglan had a cold face, he caught her from below. Even if he fell by himself, he wouldn't let her fall, and his embrace made her feel particularly secure.

    With her brother at her mother's house, Yunjing had never received such treatment before, subconsciously she couldn't believe it.

    So she repeated that move over and over again, just to prove that she was also protected.

    Yun Jing couldn't help turning his head to look at Cen Jinglan.

    Cen Jinglan also looked down at her.

    The weather is good today, not much sun and a little breeze. Wanting to be more comfortable at home, Yunjing wore a long cotton dress with suspenders, and her slender calves were exposed, swinging slowly with the ups and downs of the swing. Because there was a strawberry print he made last night on her collarbone, she put on a long-sleeved sunscreen jacket, her long hair was casually let loose, and she didn't wear makeup. It wasn't as stunning as yesterday that she couldn't take her eyes off the whole process. The taste of the goddess of first love is gentle and quiet, which makes people's hearts soften.

    Cen Jinglan instantly forgot that he was making fun of her, and couldn't help bending down, Yun Jing also raised his head in cooperation.

    The wind is sunny and the flowers are bursting, which is very suitable for kissing.

    If it wasn't for the roar of the engine, Yunjing doubted that they would really develop as they dreamed.

    Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar car driving in and pushed Cen Jinglan away.

    Not sure if the people in the car saw what they were doing, but the door didn't open from the inside until they both got off the swing.

    Cen Xueyan and Ruan Ling helped Ji Shuhan out of the car, and even Aunt He followed.

    Yun Jing and Cen Jinglan didn't care about embarrassment, and hurried over to help and say hello.

    As soon as Ji Shuhan saw this familiar arrangement, his eyes turned red.

    "Grandpa, look at what else needs to be changed, just let me know." Cen Jinglan supported him and said warmly, "The room is also arranged according to my impression."

    Ji Shuhan grabbed his hand tightly, His voice trembled slightly, and he only said a few "good" words.

    Ruan Ling was worried that he was too excited, so *T hurried into the room and poured a glass of water out.

    Ji Shuhan's mental state was very good, he strolled around the yard slowly, and finally stopped in front of the swing.

    "It's all made by my grandmother before." Yun Jing whispered beside him, "How about we dismantle a few and store them at home?"

    "Your grandmother made these for you to play with, so when you save them, you lose them. Its original meaning..." Grandpa's skinny fingers stroked the dolls, his excitement gradually calmed down, a gentle smile appeared on the old face, and halfway through speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Cen Jinglan, "What's more, , they have been staying at home for more than ten years, and they should come out to bask in the sun, right?"

    Cen Jinglan touched his head, a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I didn't mean to..."

    "It's okay." Ji Shuhan said He waved, interrupting him gently.

    "What do you mean?" Yun Jing was a little confused, "Brother Lan, why are you apologizing? What do you mean by staying at home for more than ten years? Didn't you find these in the countryside?

    " The wind and rain have already broken." Ji Shuhan patted Yunjing's shoulder, "They have been kept by Xiaolan for a long time."

    Yunjing looked at Cen Jinglan in surprise: "Ah?"

    She really couldn't imagine, Cen Jinglan will collect these dolls.

    Moreover, if he collected it, it must have been a long time ago. Naturally, why did he do this because he liked her?

    "One time I went back to the countryside..." Cen Jinglan glanced at his parents and said vaguely, "I just saw those dolls exposed and soaked in the rain. I thought you didn't want them, so I put them away."

    Yun Jing remembered, it should be something that happened not long after they left the country. At that time, my grandmother was sick, and she had to adapt to the new school life.

    Later, after my grandmother left, my grandfather went back to the countryside to pack up old things.

    There were no dolls in the things that were brought back at that time. Yunjing knew that if the dolls were still there, grandpa would definitely bring them back, but if they didn't bring them back, they were either broken or lost. Afraid that her grandfather would be sad, she didn't ask.

    Unexpectedly, it was Cen Jinglan who put it away.

    But he didn't throw it away for more than ten years.

    Who said that Cen Jinglan has no feelings? He is clearly more delicate and gentle than anyone else, and even a few dolls are reluctant to let them get wet.

    Yun Jing's heart was so soft that she raised her head to talk to Cen Jinglan, but noticed that Ruan Ling was leaning against Cen Xueyan, her body was trembling slightly, and her eyes were red.

    "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yun Jing hurried over and asked nervously.

    "I'm fine." Ruan Ling waved her hand and looked at Cen Jinglan again, her hands clenched and loosened, and after several times she gathered up the courage to say, "Xiaolan, I'm sorry."

    Yun Jing looked at Ruan Ling and then at Cen Startled, she silently retreated to her grandfather's side.

    There seems to be a story.

    In fact, the matter is not complicated. At that time, Cen Jinglan had just recovered from his injury and returned home not long ago, and his relationship with his parents was worse than before, and he was almost in a state of not communicating very much.

    Life was just like this. The family was busy with work, busy with work, and busy with study, and at least there would be no conflicts if they didn't communicate.

    But Grandpa Cen died unexpectedly not long after, and Cen Jinglan didn't cry the whole time. Everyone else was talking about *T behind his back, saying that this child was a white-eyed wolf, but he didn't even shed a single tear because of his grandfather being so good to him.

    Ruan Ling and Cen Xueyan were very flustered, afraid that Cen Jinglan would really grow into a cold and ruthless person.

    They tried to communicate with him, of course, to no avail.

    They always thought that Cen Jinglan was really indifferent to his grandfather's death.

    Now that Ruan Ling heard Ji Shuhan's words, she remembered more information that they had ignored back then.

    The day Grandpa Cen died was a heavy rainy day. After Cen Jinglan came out of the funeral home, he left alone.

    He came back after going for a long time, and he didn't say what he was doing, instead he kept playing with a few little dolls.

    It was only today that Ruan Ling and Cen Xueyan realized that Cen Jinglan went to the place where he and his grandfather lived that day.

    He may cry more sadly than anyone else in a place no one can see, or he may still not cry, but he must miss his grandpa more than anyone else, or he won't go to the country at all.

    "I'm sorry." Ruan Ling couldn't help crying, "Xiaolan, Mom and Dad, I'm sorry..."

    If they were more careful and trusted him... How could the family become like that?

    Today, Aunt Fan also called to tell her that Xiaolan always remembered the dishes they liked, and now she feels that she is not worthy at all.

    "Xiaolan." Cen Xueyan also said earnestly, "This apology is too late, and it's very pale. But Dad still has to apologize to you seriously. In the past, Mom and Dad were bad and didn't care enough about you. Mom and Dad don't ask for you. Forgive me, I just want to say sorry to you."

    Yun Jing didn't expect things to go this way. During this time, the relationship between their family has been slowly improving, but for the past, it has never been so spread out. Pass.

    Today may be a good opportunity. There are some things that must be made clear.

    Yun Jing glanced at Cen Jinglan, he still didn't have much expression on his face, but the fingers hanging by his side had been moving back and forth in small increments.

    She silently moved to Cen Jinglan's side, Cen Jinglan felt it without looking, and grabbed her hand.

    Yun Jing also immediately held it back, feeling that his palm was slightly damp, and he held it even harder.

    "It's not all your fault, I also have a lot of problems." Cen Jinglan seemed to have gained courage and finally said, "Some things I didn't really understand before, but after I work, I can gradually understand. I I still remember that the night I just came back from the countryside, my mother cooked a meal for me herself, and even burned her hand, but I didn't eat a single bite..."

    A family who hadn't communicated well for more than ten years, on this day In the afternoon with a clear air, he completely opened his heart and delivered all the sealed thoughts.

    Back in the bedroom at night, Cen Jinglan found that Yun Jing's eyes were swollen, hugged her and kissed her gently: "I didn't cry, why are you crying?"

    "I didn't cry." It 's sand."

    Cen Jinglan's heart was soft, and he held the person in his arms tightly.

    Maybe it was because he talked too much about the past this afternoon. After falling asleep, Cen Jinglan dreamed that he had returned to his childhood.

    Grandpa passed away that day, and many people were crying, each louder than the other, as if they were in a game.

    Cen Jinglan couldn't hear the sadness, but felt so noisy.

    He heard others talking about him, and also saw the cautious eyes of his parents.

    Cen Jinglan didn't want to explain, and couldn't explain it, because he really didn't want to cry, he just felt empty inside. So it's no wonder that his parents didn't communicate with him. At that time, he couldn't communicate at all, and he himself didn't know what he was thinking.

    After coming out of the funeral home, Cen Jinglan went back to the countryside.

    He was never particularly sad, but felt that he should go back.

    Grandpa died and the yard was empty; the grandfather's house next door also moved away, and only a swing swayed alone in the wind and rain.

    In a trance, Cen Jinglan seemed to see Yun Jing sitting on it and laughing loudly, and the crisp laughter ticked by his ears.

    He suddenly ran over, took off the dolls that were wet in the rain, took off his clothes and wrapped them up.

    Cen Jinglan didn't know why he did such a stupid thing. He sat on the swing for a long time until it was getting late and the wet clothes were dried by the wind.

    It was time to go back, Cen Jinglan stood up, took two steps out and looked back.

    Yun Jing was still happily swinging around on the swing.

    Cen Jinglan was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help laughing at himself. Why did he have hallucinations?

    He turned his back and strode away.

    "Brother Lan!" There was a clear cry from the little girl behind him, "Brother Lan! Wait for me!"

    Even the footsteps were so clear... Cen Jinglan turned back suddenly.

    Yun Jing chased after her in a white cotton dress. She had grown a little bit longer than when they separated, her braided horns had turned into double ponytails hanging down on her chest, her facial features had grown a little bit, and she was a beautiful little girl.

    "Why didn't you wait for me?" The little girl complained angrily while gasping for breath, "The legs are so long?"

    Cen Jinglan blinked hard, filling his empty heart with something, which he used very A soft voice asked, "Why are you here?"

    "I'm here to find you!" Yun Jing suddenly rushed up and wanted to hug him.

    At this age, Cen Jinglan already had a sense of defense between men and women, and instinctively took a step back.

    The little girl was obviously unprepared. She jumped in the air and fell to the ground. She didn't cry, but raised her head and looked at Cen Jinglan in shock.

    Those eyes seemed to say: You scumbag!

    Cen Jinglan hurriedly squatted down to help her.

    However, Yun Jing suddenly hugged his head, pressed it in his arms, and whispered childishly at his head, and said softly: "Cen Jinglan, don't be afraid, it's okay to be sad, it's okay not to be sad... Anyway, no matter what happens in the future, I will always accompany you."

    Cen Jinglan raised his head and looked at her puzzled: "What did you say?"

    "You don't know? I wore it back from the future." Yun The mirror showed him a photo like a juggler, "We will grow up together, fall in love, and get married."

    It was a photo of a wedding scene, with a bright starry sky above and a school of playful fish underfoot. Next to a piano, a man in a white tuxedo is kissing a girl in a wedding dress.

    The bride and groom are the grown-up Cen Jinglan and Yunjing!

    Among the guests in the front row, his parents and Yun Jing's grandfather were also there.

    Cen Jinglan looked at Yun Jing in surprise, but was speechless: "This..."

    "Just remember, you are not alone." Yun Jing grabbed his hand and pulled him from the ground Get up, "Look." The

    weather cleared up, and the sky turned bright again *T opened a little. Cen Jinglan followed the direction of her finger and saw a beautiful rainbow like a fairy tale.