Legend of the Blue Lion

Chapter 141

Chapter 141

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The taste of the Spring Festival is getting more and more grand.

On the street, there are more and more families buying new year's goods.

Shopping malls, supermarkets, streets and alleys are full of people...

January 1, New Year's Eve 26.

Changsha, East District, South Railway Station

He Yu sent He Yi to the high-speed rail station, and she would take the car back to her hometown in Hengyang.

"Okay, I'm leaving, don't send any more!

I took the high-speed train and arrived in half an hour, and then my dad picked me up.You have to drive back to Changde, two or three hours away.

Say hello to uncles and aunts, I will be here in the third grade of junior high school!

You go, leave early, arrive early! "

As He Yi said, carrying a large suitcase and small bag, she went into the station...

He Yu didn't leave right away, went to the parking lot, got in the car, and drove to a place.

Here, you can feel the comings and goings of the high-speed rail up close.

Two or three hundred yards of wind and lightning passing by, beside him, flashed by, flashed by...

He didn't know which car He Yi was in, and he didn't know what he came here to see.

Just like that, staring blankly...

Some time ago, Zhou Yuan's heartfelt words to him really touched him a lot.

Can he let go of his current job and current life?

If he really let go of all this, go to play football, to touch that erratic dream.

Can it work?

He couldn't imagine that if he made this decision, he would have a showdown with He Yi.

What would she think?

He can't predict the future, but he has a feeling.

As long as he makes up his mind, He Yi will leave him like the fleeting speed in front of him...

A mediocre person would bother himself, he smiled lightly.Started the engine and drove straight west, heading the old way home...

Changde, Gaoshan Street, He Yu's House

Knowing that He Yu was coming back, his mother Yang Xiu prepared a table of dishes.

His father, He Xianyang, bought a few bottles of good wine on purpose, saying that he would have a good drink with his son, and hid a few packs of cigarettes along the way.

As soon as He Yu arrived home, he opened the door, and there was a large table of people.

My aunt, third aunt, and fourth aunt all came.

"Okay, Xiao Yu is back, let's have dinner!"

As soon as He Xianyang opened his mouth, he went to pour the wine...

The food at home is the most delicious, and Yang Xiu's cooking skills are beyond words.

A big family, eating happily.

He Yu didn't stay silent anymore, he changed his mood, drinking with his father and some uncles, chatting and laughing...

During the meeting, the sensitive topic of marriage was discussed again. Yang Xiu's loudspeaker had already been spread everywhere, saying that his son would talk about the certificate after the next year, and the banquet was not far away.

He Yu felt very distressed in his heart. He still didn't know if this matter of getting married would be possible...

Because, before that, there is one more thing to deal with, which is a showdown with He Yi.

He was very conflicted, should he...

After dinner, the whole family played cards and mahjong to pass the time.He Yu looked at it for a while, he didn't play cards, and he was notoriously unlucky.

The person gave him the nickname: the boy who spreads money.

When I was embarrassed, I received a call.

"Are you back, then come out and drink!"

The caller was Zhang Yijie, the boy who went south to work.

He Yu finally found an excuse to go out...

Changde, Jianshe Road, night stalls

From a long distance away, I saw Zhang Yijie wearing a casual suit, with the air of a local tyrant.

"Damn it! You didn't say anything when you came back?"

Zhang Yijie said with a smile: "I just came back in the afternoon, so I will report to you now!

Let's go find a place to drink! "

"Drinking ghost, who's still driving this big Chinese New Year?" He Yu said.

"Don't worry, there are plenty of them. Many shops will close tomorrow."

The two found a shop, sat down, and started drinking...

"The sister of the He family didn't come back?" Zhang Yijie asked.

He Yu was taken aback, and said flatly: "No, come over from the third grade of junior high school, and I'll pick you up at Changsha High-speed Railway Station."

Zhang Yijie seemed to have noticed something. He drank a glass of wine and asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

He Yu shook his head, drank a glass of wine, recovered some state, smiled lightly, and said:

"No, I just have some ideas, but I'm still a little entangled.

I don’t know what to do, it’s very contradictory…”

Zhang Yijie was stunned for a moment, took the first step, and said:

"Okay! Don't talk about words with me, I'm not as educated as you!

If you have something to say, just talk about it, the sky will not fall! "

After having a glass of wine with him, He Yu slowly told the team's situation and what happened...

Zhang Yijie's expression gradually became a little dignified.

"I don't know much about feelings, but you have more experience than me.

But when it comes to work, do you think you are doing well now? "

He Yu smiled and asked back:

"Brother! Can we not be like this?

If you don't move at all, you are like a mess! "

"You control me! You talk about yourself!"

"I am very satisfied with my work, very contented, and very happy."

"What about the treatment?"

When Zhang Yijie asked here, He Yu still endured it for a while. He didn't say his current position and income, but only said that he would continue to work in the industry he was familiar with.

Mainly, I didn't want to tell the truth, scare him, and embarrass him.

After all, it can be judged from various signs that he, a good brother, must not have gotten along well...

"It's okay, I can live and save some money."

Zhang Yijie continued to ask: "Then what is your relationship with Miss He's?

Marriage certificate after this year, is it a joke or not?

Do you want to live? "

He Yu didn't think about it, and replied directly: "Okay, shit, yes!"

Zhang Yijie laughed out loud suddenly, and said:

"Then it's over, you are looking for something to do for yourself!

Too busy to panic, does the egg hurt?

You live a good life, isn't it all right?

Don't have to think about what you have and what you don't have! "

"Old Zhang, you don't understand, this is a dream."

"Dream you yarn!

When you really go, if you can't get along, how will you live when you come back?

Do it again, go back to be a little tour guide?

Your sister from the He family will play exciting games with you?

Will your parents agree that they will take care of themselves?

you……"

He Yu was a little bored hearing that, and handed over a glass of wine directly, interrupting him:

"Okay, no wonder He Yi said you are a nice person, you are my big brother!

You and her, even what I say, are the same version..."

Zhang Yijie took the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and said:

"nonsense!

A normal person would choose this way, right?

wrong!

It's not a choice, it's just that you don't bother to think about it! "

He Yu had nothing to say, and drank wine on his own...

"You went to Changsha in the third year of junior high school to pick up the sister of the He family, right?

It just so happens that you have a car, take me to Changsha, I am also a high-speed rail station, and go back to Dongguan.

In addition, let me say one more word!

We are at this age, whether we are old or young.

Time to start a family, really.

Unlike me, you have a good girl who can warm you up.

Are you willing?For that shit dream?

Well, stop talking, if you talk too much, you will find me annoying..."

It was almost the end of the drink, Zhang Yijie was overwhelmed with alcohol and said he was going back.

He Yu didn't want to drink anymore, and thought it might be more comfortable to find someone to chat with.

Now it's okay, it's more tangled...

Before parting, Zhang Yijie said the last words to He Yu:

"Remember, no matter what, just say it when you encounter difficulties, don't hold on."

He Yu waved his hand and smiled faintly...

Alone, on the way home, the dust kicked up under his feet made a rustling sound.

Thoughts are heavy, bit by bit, haunted by dreams, and turned a thousand times.

Really, a person who has not reached this level will absolutely not be able to imagine how much this kind of inner depression must be...

He raised his head and looked at the blue-black sky that was faintly shining with light.

Looking at the lights of thousands of families on both sides of the street, smelling the sulfur-smelling New Year...

　The belated Spring Festival has finally caught up with...

(End of this chapter)