Duckweed

Chapter 44

It seems that only Wu Yuntang is reminiscing about those old events.Although there are always people around him, but no one has really stayed by his side, and those who come and go are just passers-by.The group of old people who witnessed his growth went through several bloodbaths and personnel changes, and they either left or died, and it didn't last long.It seems that there is another Xiao Sang, who still knows more or less, and he is still reliable, but he never intends to completely make Xiao Sang his own person.

A person is lonely, but a person is also the safest.

It's just that in the old age of long illness, there is no one around me who can recall the past with me, so it is a bit lonely.

At this time, Sang Dianyi, who was a generation younger than him, also became a precious legacy left to him by time.

He trusts him, just like he trusted his father Sandor when he was a teenager, and entrusts him with the affairs of the club. When he is free at night, he will talk about the relationship between father and son for the first time, and look through the family album that has been dusty for a long time with him.There are some people in there that Wu Yuntang doesn't know himself - he can't blame him, his father never took him to look through this photo album, and pointed out the names of these people to him.Presumably, this was originally left to my brother, everything here is left to him, and the objects also recognize their owners.

Sang Dianyi sat beside his bed and helped him flip through the photo album, without asking too much question page by page, until there was a big photo of a couple hugging a beautiful boy in shorts.

Sang Dianyi took a second look and couldn't help but said, "Godfather, you don't seem to look much like you did when you were a child."

Wu Yuntang said: "That's because it's not me. It's my brother."

Sang Dianyi said again: "...Uh, then godfather, you don't look very much like grandma."

Wu Yuntang said: "That's because I thought this wasn't my mother. It was my brother's mother."

Sang Dianyi could only say, "Ah...haha."

No wonder Sang Dianyi misunderstood. There were many single or group photos of this child in this album. Since it is a family album, it is inevitable that people think it is a child who grew up in this family. , and there is not a single photo of Wu Yuntang when she was a child.I don't know what he is looking at so patiently.

Wu Yuntang flipped through the pages and said slowly, "If your father was still alive, he would probably be able to tell a lot of the stories in this photo. He is more familiar with my brother and family than I am." Suddenly he settled on a photo, Rubbing for a while, then pointing to Sang Dianyi, "This should be your father."

In that photo were two teenagers, one was dressed like a little gentleman, sitting on a gorgeous retro chair, with a cold expression, but at a young age, he was as noble and proud as an aristocrat; the other was dressed in ordinary clothes standing behind him in a youthful attire, smiling with healthy white teeth.

The proud young master Sang Dianyi can recognize that it is the dry uncle, and the one standing behind is very familiar, but it is not his dad who has a signature smirk in all the photos!

But this is the first time seeing such a young father, Sang Dianyi, "So he came to Wu's house so early." He said to himself.

Wu Yuntang said: "Your father was picked up by my brother from the street."

"...There is still such a thing. I only know that he has been working in the Wu family. You have a very good relationship with your godfather, so you take care of me like this."

Wu Yuntang touched his cheek, "It's true that you are as glib as your father."

Sang Dianyi paused for a moment, but touched his face with his backhand, and said in a low voice: "Then, did my dead ghost father also say that he likes Wu Yuntang the most?"

Wu Yuntang squeezed his wrist, moved away, and looked at Sang Dianyi without blinking.

The latter, Meng Lang, suddenly realized that he was in an embarrassing and dangerous situation. It felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake and couldn't get away. He explained with a dry smile, "I'm just kidding, godfather, you are not angry, are you?"

Wu Yuntang lowered her eyes, and then raised her eyes after a while, the oppressive feeling has been suppressed, and the wind is calm again. "I don't know how long I can live. Sooner or later, my things will be left to you." He said this for the first time.

Sang Dianyi really became nervous, "Don't say that, you are still young..."

Wu Yuntang said: "I have no family, and no one tells me about them. So I am happy to tell you what I know about your father-what kind of person he is, what he likes to eat, what he loves. What jokes he tells, what kind of cigarettes he likes to smoke, who he likes the most... I will tell you all when I have time." At this point, he coughed a few times with chest tightness, his lungs seemed to be pinched by hands, his whole body The person gasped violently.

Sang Dianyi hurriedly brought him emergency spray, and called the medical staff in the next room to help him calm his asthma attack this time.

Wu Yuntang was lying on the hospital bed, his mouth and nose were covered with an oxygen mask and he could not speak. He felt Sang Dianyi was beside him, holding his hand, but his voice seemed to come from far away—"You don't need to tell me about that man , he has been dead for so many years, I am not interested in his affairs. To me, you are..."

It was too late to hear the last whisper, and he had already fallen into the lonely darkness.

"I, Sandor, swear to God, my favorite is Wu Yuntang, if I violate the oath—" Sanduo asked Wu Yuntang with a bitter face, "Are you still talking?"

Wu Yuntang said very angrily, "Since you want to swear, you must tell the whole thing!"

"Okay! I like Wu Yuntang the most. If you lie, you will be struck by lightning!" Sanduo blocked the curse proudly, and then coaxed him with a smile, "Second young master, look, I have even said such things, you What else can I do to relieve my anger?"

Wu Yuntang turned around and didn't look at him, "I want you to divorce! Since you don't like Lao Xu's daughter, why did you marry her?!"

Sandor just grinned and said, "Second Young Master, you don't mean to like me, brother, do you?"

Wu Yuntang blushed a little, and said loudly: "Nonsense! Who would like such a dishonest person like you!"

Sandor rolled his eyes helplessly, "Your young master surnamed Wu is really the same, let others like you, but not yourself."

Wu Yuntang was really angry this time, "I am me, Wu Yunzhang is Wu Yunzhang! Since you think he is good, go to him!" Saying that, she was about to leave.

Sandor hurriedly grabbed him, pestered him like a rogue, and finally pressed his arms into his arms vigorously, touching his head and coaxing him forcefully, "Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. My little master , You are too jealous. Now everyone knows that I am on your second young master's side, so why are you pushing me to your brother's side. "

Wu Yuntang was not as strong as him, couldn't break free, and didn't really want to struggle, and gradually quieted down, the chirping of autumn insects came from the rose bushes next to him, and he could still see a little moonlight when he looked up. When the words "before the flowers and the moon are under the moon" came, he was stunned for a while, remembering that the two of them were very close friends so far, he always thought that Sandor was a much kinder brother than his brother, and he was very kind to him, but why then He was so angry and sad when he heard the news that he was going to get married, like being abandoned and betrayed... What's wrong?Do I really like Sandor?

Seeing that he had stopped making trouble, Sandor pulled him out of his arms, "Look who has wronged you—my second young master is really pitiful." His tone became gentle.

Wu Yuntang was still watching in a daze, when suddenly she felt her chin lifted, a black shadow pressed down, her lips became hot, and she was kissed.

Sandor pressed his shoulders and said with a smile: "I have sworn and kissed. We have the strongest relationship. No matter who I marry in the future, it will prevent me from being with you. See if this is okay?" ?”

Wu Yuntang held her mouth and looked at this thick-skinned man without blinking her eyes, hesitating whether to hit him or not, so she missed the time to react, and was followed back blankly with her arms around her shoulders.

Sandor said with a smile: "We have been missing together for half a day. I almost eloped with you at my engagement ceremony today. If your father and brother find out, they will kill me."

Wu Yuntang pretended to be magnanimous, and said awkwardly, "Well, well, I will forgive you for the time being...you have to remember what you said."

Sandor said: "Remember, remember." Pinching his face, "My second young master is so cute, how can I not love him?"

Wu Yuntang has nothing to do with his teasing.