Chapter 13 "Forget Sichuan" and go home with you in the same month.

Although Mei Sheng, a fan, cried, Andy was always gentle. The moonlight is hazy and cold, surrounded by night, but Andy can clearly see Fan's red eyes and his tight eyebrows. His eyes gradually filled with tears. What he does at this time is useless. He can only hold her tightly and quietly, and his mouth gently soothes, "Xiaomei, don't cry, don't cry ..."

Fan Meisheng buried his head on Andy's shoulder and sobbed in a low voice. "Why did you come to Nantong? Why did you come to my house? "

After that, a gust of river wind blew, and Fan Meisheng sneezed. Andy loosened Fan Meisheng, took off his suit and coat, and put it on her. Even in June, the riverside is still cool at night, and Fan's long short-sleeved dress is too thin.

"You are in trouble, and I can't just sit back and watch." Andy's words are firm and calm, and the June breeze gently blows Andy's bangs. She looked straight at Fan with those sincere and affectionate eyes, and the love and cherish in her eyes were undisguised. All this fell into the eyes of Mei Sheng, a fan, as if I saw Andy who was naive and innocent more than ten years ago, and my heart ached.

Andy is so kind and considerate, but it is always difficult to smooth Fan's inferiority complex.

Van Mei Sheng broke free from Andy's arms and leaned against the fence. While wiping his tears, he calmed his thoughts and tried to face Andy in the most natural tone. "You have seen the situation in my home. This is a bottomless pit. You can't intervene, and there is no reason for you to intervene. "

"Why there is no reason, I am ..." Seeing that Mei Sheng just pushed himself away and refused himself, Andy was a little worried, more puzzled, and puzzled by Mei Sheng's attitude of refusing people away.

Without warning, Fan changed the subject and went straight to Andy's Porsche by the roadside. "Let me take you to a restaurant I like very much. The environment there is very good. I used to go there in junior high school. I guess you will like it, too. "

"Ok, I will accompany you." Andy is unwilling. Although every confession will be interrupted by fan Mei Sheng, making her happy is Andy's top priority.

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At half past eleven in the evening, most of the lights have gone out. Andy often comes to Nantong to handle work affairs, but today is the first time Andy has seen Nantong in the middle of the night, which is incomparable with the bright lights in Shanghai at night. Such a quiet town is rarely seen by Andy, let alone Fan's hometown.

Silver Porsche is speeding on the road, and Andy is sitting in the driver's seat, looking nervous, glancing at Fan on the co-pilot every few minutes. Fan Shengmei leaned her head against the glass and looked out of the window, looking a little tired.

Andy, I can't take your money. Fan suddenly spoke, breaking the awkward silence between them.

With Andy's education, it is difficult to understand Fan's inferiority complex. Andy frowned and asked with a little surprise, "Why? You need this money. "

"As I said, I don't have the financial ability to repay you." Fan turned and sat in the co-pilot seat.

Fan Meisheng seems to have changed back to her usual appearance. Her extraordinary maturity often leaves Andy helpless. "But I also said that I am good to you and don't need you to pay it back."

Andy bit his lower lip, suddenly stepped on the accelerator and pulled over. Although this road was a shortcut taken by Fan in middle school, there were very few people coming and going during the day, let alone late at night. Andy's unusual behavior made Mei Sheng, a fan, panic. "Andy!"

Andy's face sank, unfastened his seat belt, quickly crossed the obstacle and sat on Van Mei Sheng's lap.

When van to react, Andy's face has gradually approached, his arms will fan imprison, so overbearing, her question at this time has become like, "what are you doing? ! "

"Kiss you." Deeply influenced by western education, Andy is open at heart and advanced in thinking, but he has never done what he wants to do so unscrupulously as he does today. In a word, Andy covered Mei Sheng's trembling lips with a fan.

Andy's second kiss was as impulsive and crazy as the first. Although she has said 1000 words, Fan Meisheng still keeps her heart closed. It is better to warm her frozen heart directly with practical actions. At this moment, Andy took on unprecedented courage.

Fan Meisheng's lips are sweet, and Andy is willing to take the trouble to taste them thousands and thousands of times. From the initial refusal to cater to the later catering, Fan's heart is ever-changing and mixed. Even if she pretends to be heartless, will she still love herself as before?

The car is filled with lavender-scented car aromatherapy, and the fragrance is fragrant. Between the four lips, a drop of clear tears suddenly slipped from Fan.

Lavender is Fan's favorite flower and plant, and it is Fan's most yearning romantic complex. Andy has used it for more than ten years.

The warmth of tears made Andy panic, stopped kissing, let go of Fan Meisheng's lips, gently pressed them on her forehead, and choked, "You like me, too, don't you?"

"No ..." Fan Meisheng burst into tears. If more than ten years ago, the wine could be as calm and relative as it is today, and I would say what I want to say clearly, maybe both of us would be better.

Andy trembled, raised his cold fingertips and stroked Van Mei Sheng's equally cold face. "Then why didn't you push me away when I kissed you?"

Fan Meisheng stubbornly cocked his head, afraid to look straight into Andy's fire-breathing eyes, and was silent.

Don't deceive yourself. From now on, let me protect you. Let me protect you from now on. ) "Andy took a deep breath and said a wish he hadn't said for years.

Andy's pure American English confession brought Fan's thoughts back from long memories. We have been apart for more than ten years, but Fan can't keep pushing her away. "Andy, I really don't deserve this ... I don't deserve it."

"For more than ten years, when I was awake during the day, I kept telling myself repeatedly that I would forget you, maybe forget you, and my life would be better. But whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, I would rather have nightmares than forget you completely according to the doctor's advice. " Andy leans slightly on Fan Meisheng and leans his head on her shoulder.

Fan Meisheng finally put down all the bad feelings in his heart and slowly climbed Andy's neck with his hands. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ..."

"Fool, it doesn't matter." Andy smiled through tears and stroked Fan Meisheng's hair.

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At 0: 00 in the morning, the restaurant on XX Road is full of customers. It is most famous for its traditional and authentic Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine, and also does some barbecue and midnight snack business in the evening. From noon 1 1 until 3 am the next day. The boss has been running this restaurant for decades from middle age to old age, rain or shine, which is considered to be watching Fan grow up.

Although the restaurant is very old, the decoration is still very new. Fan Meisheng took Andy's hand, clasped his fingers, walked into the restaurant, found the most side box and sat down. "I remember when I first met you, your contact phobia was very serious."

"That's for others, for you, I have no reservations." Andy couldn't hide his smile, but he smiled.

I don't know if it was because of the dim light or Fan's sincere shyness, her delicate face flushed. "Where did you learn such affectionate words? We only know that Andy, a science student studying finance and mathematics, has become so glib now. "

"I don't know how to describe it better in Chinese. English should be' self-taught'. " Andy hung his head shyly and pretended to be thoughtful.

I haven't been in this restaurant for at least ten years. Fan Mei Sheng lamented the changes here. "I often came to this restaurant when I was in junior high school. This restaurant is open for a long time. Every time my mother doesn't have time to cook, I will pack two hot dishes here and go home. The boss is very kind. He watched me grow up. By the way, the dishes here are all traditional and authentic Jiangsu and Zhejiang dishes. I don't know if they are to your taste. "

Andy looks around, and the Chinese decoration style is solemn and warm, which can give people a feeling of being at home. The wall is covered with photos of signature dishes, which makes Andy, who rarely eats Chinese food, have a big appetite. "The university has been in Shanghai for three years, and Zhejiang cuisine is a habit. I can eat anything you order. "

"Boss-"Fan walked out of the door and shouted.

A white-haired old man, about 60 years old, looks like a gentleman and elegant, wearing a white chef's suit, but there is no smell of oil smoke on his clothes. When the boss came into the room and saw Fan, he was surprised. "Fan! I haven't come for a long time. Is everything all right at home? "

"Very well, Uncle Zhang, just help me with some non-greasy dishes." Fan Meisheng smiled sweetly, just like the little girl who bought fast food for her family.

Fan Meisheng paused and then said, "Wait a minute, add another bottle of sake and a steamed shad."

"ok." Uncle Zhang went over and replied.

The private room is not spacious enough to accommodate the next round table with glass, and there is still some room to walk around. On one side of the wooden cabinet, there is a complete set of ceramic tea set, and there are several boxes of tea beside it, which is exactly the style that Fan likes. The exquisite big round table can seat ten people, but Andy still has to sit next to Fan Meisheng.

"Do you remember that I like to eat fish?" Andy was moved by his heart. After years of separation and reunion, Fan still remembers his preferences.

Fan got up and took the tea set to himself, made tea skillfully and recalled the past with great interest. "You have a bad stomach and don't like spicy food and heavy oil. I still remember that when you were in the second year of high school, you ate a whole spicy grilled fish in the restaurant opposite the school, and finally ate acute gastroenteritis and had a drip in the hospital for several days. "

"You remember many things." Andy was deeply moved. I thought Fan had forgotten her past and started a new life, but she still remembered all this, even more deeply than herself.

"I always remember." Fan's eyes are full of starlight, which is tenderness that she never shows.