Chapter 71: The Seventy-first Day of Reservedness We...were classmates in high school...
The next day, the four members of the Pei family went to stay in the old house for a while.
Compared to the Bai family's residence, the Pei family's old residence wasn't too far from the city. It wasn't hidden in the mountains, but it was still nestled beside the mountains and water. As soon as the group got out of the car, they felt a gentle breeze blowing past, bringing a slight coolness.
Shan Yin walked beside Pei Yunhe. He had removed the gauze and put on shoes, but his movements were still not very flexible. Shan Yin supported him all the time as they walked between the white walls and green tiles. The bluestone slabs under their feet were difficult to walk on, and she was afraid that he would hurt his injury.
Pei Yunhe didn't mind being a weak wounded soldier at this time. He leaned on Dan Yin, leaned on Dan Yin, and wished he could stick to Dan Yin.
What's wrong with relying on a wife? You need a wife to rely on.
He has a wife.
Xi Minxia finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she stepped forward and slapped Pei Yunhe's hand away, and asked Lao Chen to hold him up.
"Yinyin has skinny arms and legs, and you, a big guy, have the nerve to rely on her! Don't crush Yinyin!"
"How could I have hurt her? Last night..."
"What did you say?"
Xi Minxia was the speaker without any intention, but Shan Yin and Pei Yunhe were the listeners with full intention.
Seeing Pei Yunhe muttering something in a low voice, Xi Minxia didn't hear clearly and wanted to ask for details, Shan Yin quickly slapped Pei Yunhe's arm with a red face, and there was a crisp and loud sound.
She glared at him and shook off his arm. Pei Yunhe felt numb on her arm and in her heart as well.
Lao Chen came over to help him, but he waved his hands: "I'm fine, no need to help."
After saying that, he started to chase after Shan Yin. Green shades filled the air everywhere. She was walking among them in a glazed green cheongsam inlaid with delicate white and yellow pearls and jade. She was like a cool flower stamen in the green, swaying gracefully, very beautiful.
Xi Minxia glanced at Pei Yunhe's useless look, walked forward, took Shan Yin's hand and quickened her pace.
"Let's go Yinyin. We'll ignore him."
Although the luggage had been delivered a long time ago, some of it was important and delicate and it was difficult to carry it all together.
Shan Yin watched some servants move the large items into the hall, and then went over them one by one with the old housekeeper. He was clear and efficient, showing the style of a housekeeper in charge.
Xi Minxia stood aside and watched with great satisfaction.
She asked people to move all the things to their corresponding places. Among them were several calligraphy and paintings, some of which she had created herself, as well as some that she had bought from various places and collected in the past month or two.
Pei Yunhe said that most of his childhood works were stored in the study in the old house, so she thought of bringing them over so that it would be easier to organize them.
She was worried and afraid that he might get hurt, so she followed him.
Pei Yunhe also wanted to follow, but just as he took a step, Xi Minxia pulled him back and said, "Since your foot is fine, come with me to the back to pack up your things!"
Pei Yunhe was about to pretend, but Xi Minxia glanced at him and said, "Don't pretend. Yinyin is not here. She wants to learn how to manage the company. You should also be more motivated!"
Pei Yunhe said helplessly: "Who told me yesterday not to just think about work every day..."
Having said that, Pei Yunhe finally went with Xi Minxia. Shan Yin followed the servants to the study and asked them to arrange the calligraphy and paintings. She stayed for a while. She was not satisfied with some of the arrangements, so she made some adjustments.
While adjusting, I saw that this study was even bigger and more spacious than the one in Songlingju, but not too old-fashioned. Many of Pei Yunhe's childhood works were hung on the walls, and there were two rosewood high-legged bookcases that almost took up one wall, filled with many books and artifacts.
Shan Yin became interested as she watched. She knew that Pei Yunhe had good handwriting, but she didn't expect that his handwriting had been so good since he was a child.
Looking at them one by one, the only difference is the change from the unruly youthfulness to the calmness.
Judging from the age when he signed his handwriting, his handwriting had become much more steady when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but occasionally a few flying strokes could reveal his youthful appearance.
One of the paintings, "Drinking Song", is written in a very casual and confident style, as if it is easy for the artist and he is at ease.
"I was born with talent that will be useful, even if I lose all my money, I will get it back..."
Dan Yin read it aloud, and when she read this sentence, she suddenly felt extremely familiar, as if something in her mind was about to be connected, and an uneasy feeling lingered in her heart.
When I looked up again, I felt that the characters were extremely familiar. They were bold and unrestrained, full of high spirits. They were indeed something that a 17 or 18-year-old boy in high school could write.
Her eyebrows suddenly jumped. High school...
"Shan Yin? Shan Yin, are you still in the study?"
Pei Yunhe's voice echoed from the outer corridor, and Shan Yin suddenly responded, "Hey, I'm here."
But she didn't want to think too much, and when she turned around, she didn't notice the clutter piled up under her feet. Her body tilted and bumped into the rosewood high-legged bookcase. The objects on the cabinet shook, and she hurriedly reached out to support them.
Fortunately, the model ornaments that were difficult to put together did not fall down, and she also held the other walnut solid wood photo frame firmly in her hand.
She stood up and put everything in place. Just as she was about to go out to greet Pei Yunhe, perhaps due to some mysterious connection, her eyes glanced straight at the photo in the frame.
It was a group photo of about thirty or forty people, all young boys, wearing blue and white high school uniforms. They stood in four rows, front and back, showing shy, immature but sincere smiles to the camera.
Shan Yin felt that the face looked familiar, and her gaze lingered on it for a while. But it was during this extra glance that she suddenly discovered her own figure in the photo.
It seemed like she was still in high school. She was even thinner than she is now, and was placed in the crowd. If she wasn't so fair, with a faint smile on her face, and gentle and lovely, she would have been difficult to recognize.
She moved her gaze downwards a little, and sure enough, she saw the words "Nanqiao No. 1 Middle School" and "Class 1, Grade 2" at the bottom of the photo.
She half closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then remembered that this was probably a group photo taken before a spring outing organized by the school when she came to Nanqiao to study.
But why did Pei Yunhe have this photo and keep it in his collection? Did he find it from somewhere?
Shan Yin frowned, puzzled. She raised her eyes again and looked at the names under the lines of notes at the bottom of the photo. She scanned them quickly and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Pei Yunhe.
Pei Yunhe’s name is actually in those lines?
At first glance, she thought she was dazzled. Dan Yin's pupils trembled up and down. After confirming that she was not mistaken - Pei Yunhe's name was really on the side of the line above her own name, she suddenly looked back at the photo.
Taking her as the standard, move one row back and one to the side——
Who else could that tall and high-spirited man with gentle eyes, a smile on his lips but Pei Yunhe?
A bolt from the blue suddenly exploded in her brain, and the electric current quickly ran along the nerves and blood to every detail. She stood there for a long time, not knowing how to react, unable to move. Even her pupils were frozen, and she forgot to blink.
Pei Yunhe's smile when he was young was deeply engraved in her heart.
There were only two figures between her and Pei Yunhe. She and Pei Yunhe were actually classmates?!
Shan Yin almost thought that he had lost that memory, otherwise how could he not even remember himself and his classmate Pei Yunhe?
But when she thought about it carefully, she really didn't remember that when she was in her second year of high school in Nanqiao, there was someone named Pei Yunhe by her side.
Perhaps he was too outstanding, or perhaps she was too silent. She vaguely remembered that there were many outstanding people in the class, as well as many playboys who were just wasting their time.
But she never intended to make friends, and was even more concerned about her relatives far away in Yunsu. She buried her head in study and reading every day, and avoided talking if possible. She ignored all unnecessary social interactions, and she had no contact with those classmates after leaving Nanqiao.
More than ten years have passed. Not only can I no longer remember many people's names, but the faces I have never looked into have also become blurred in my mind.
But when she confirmed again that she had really been a classmate of Pei Yunhe, a huge shock hit her heart. There was a strong sense of regret that was realized belatedly, intertwined with the budding surprise.
Her breathing gradually became heavier, and her fingertips involuntarily reached for the photo frame. In the photo, she and Pei Yunhe were standing one in front and one behind, one shy and the other flying, but it was spring, and the sun was shining among the rustling leaves, just as beautiful as it is today.
"Single chant."
Pei Yunhe's voice sounded behind her, and in an instant, it seemed to pull her through time and space, spanning thousands of years.
Shan Yin suddenly turned around and saw Pei Yunhe standing at the study door, his eyes fixed on her, on the old photo frame in her hand.
He walked over in two or three steps and took the photo frame from her hand.
She heard her own voice trembling slightly as she asked, "We...were classmates in high school?"
Pei Yunhe did not expect that due to a momentary negligence, Shan Yin would discover this in the study.
The moment he saw Shan Yin pick up the photo frame from afar, his heart was in his throat. He was thinking over and over again about what reason or what explanation he could use to explain the fact that they were classmates but he had not told her.
But after seeing the ripples in Shan Yin's eyes, his originally uneasy heart suddenly became less nervous.
There was more surprise and shock in her eyes than confusion and questioning, or rather, she didn't even want to question him. Her eyes were clear and moving. He understood, and she wished she had noticed it earlier.
So Pei Yunhe just raised his eyes and hummed lightly.
It was like a stone smashing heavily into a lake that had been calm for many years. With a thud, the stone created bubbles, and the bubbles bulged out of the water one after another, suddenly exploding, splashing ripples that lasted for a long time.
"So you knew that already?"
I don’t know how much time passed before Shan Yin asked in a hoarse voice.
"I knew it." Pei Yunhe nodded and looked at her with his eyelids raised.
"Then...why didn't you tell me?"
His thoughts went back to the day they first met in Nanqiao. When they met again in Yilanzhou, she didn't remember him at all. All that echoed in his ears were those stiff words in the night rain in the mountains more than ten years ago.
Perhaps those old events had become a thorn in his heart, hurting his youthful spirit, and he thought it was fate that made him want to marry Shan Yin.
In a moment of anger and trying to compete with myself, I didn't mention the past at all.
Later, the seeds that had been buried deep in my heart for a long time sprouted rapidly like bamboo shoots after rain, and grew into towering trees in the blink of an eye.
He had been injured once, so how could he be willing to let Shan Yin suffer unnecessary burden again?
Some words just rot in your stomach over and over again. You don’t want to say them, and there is no need to say them.
So today, Pei Yunhe just smiled and brushed it off lightly: "You just remembered? But it doesn't matter. We didn't have much contact in the past anyway, so just live your life well from now on."
Shan Yin was still immersed in the huge shock and nodded blankly: "Yeah, it seems that there is no intersection..."
Pei Yunhe's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he closed his eyes and opened them again, smiling gently, returning to normal.
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