When Luo Jingyu sent Zhan Xi back to the eighth floor, she was still in a daze.

For many years, he has never spoken in front of others. This kind of patience is very difficult, and it is almost human instinct to overcome.

Gao Yuan told him that when he was having dinner at his house, his parents and sister actually spoke while talking on sign language. It might be meaningless. Well, um, ahhhh, and there were also trying to "speak" by imitating ordinary people's lips. Of course, it really said that it was nothing.

Gao Yuan said that the deaf colleagues in the unit are the same, and they think this is normal. His wife Xiaomei will speak very relaxedly when she is at home. Why can Luo Jingyu keep silent? Will she feel uncomfortable in her throat?

Luo Jingyu did not answer him, and knew the answer in his heart. As long as he stayed awake and knew how to restrain himself, he would naturally get used to it after a long time.

He and Zhan Xi parted at the door of 802. Luo Jingyu used sign language to tell her to go to bed early. Zhan Xi hugged his waist and raised her head to ask him: "What are your arrangements tomorrow afternoon?"

Luo Jingyu really made arrangements and took out his mobile phone to type: [The Flower Festival is tomorrow, I want to go to the park, festival activities, and take photos. It’s work.]

"Work?" Zhan Xi's little nose wrinkled after watching the screen, "Go to the park to work? Go alone? What about me?"

Luo Jingyu smiled and typed: [You are in class in the morning, do you want to go?]

"I think about it." Zhan Xi asked, "Which park? I went to find you after class at noon, okay?"

Luo Jingyu nodded and shook her cell phone, which meant that she would send her the park address later.

"Little Fish..." Zhan Xi could see that he was in a low mood. He had been coaxing him for a long time but couldn't see him happy. At this time, he still wanted to tell him what he said, "Don't always think about what happened just now. I want to hear your voice because I like you. Your voice is really nice. I won't lie to you. It's just the two of us. The gift is a cat. You really have to face me... don't have any burden, I'll tell you secretly..."

She grabbed Luo Jingyu's clothes with her fingers, as if she was very embarrassed, "I relaxed when I was in front of you, sometimes I hiccup, and sometimes I would... puff."

Luo Jingyu: "?"

Seeing him frowning and having a puzzled look, Zhan Xi blushed and slapped his ass: "Pu pup, can't you pup pup?"

Of course, Luo Jingyu would puff, and everyone would puff, but he didn't understand what puff was. He didn't realize it until he was slapped in his butt, and suddenly turned into a big blush with Zhan Xi.

Yes! Pupu also has a sound and a smell. Is he like this usually the same? Oh my God! Luo Jingyu was frightened, Zhan Xi giggled, hugged him again and said, "We are humans, not gods, this is normal. I understand that you don't want to speak outside, but you don't have to be so nervous when you are with me, just relax a little. I like how you can laugh when you laugh, which will make me know that you are really happy. Xiaoyu, I don't want you to endure it so hard."

She raised her hand to touch his Adam's apple and looked into his eyes, "Actually I'm very happy. I heard your voice. It sounds so nice. I like it very much. It sounds better than I thought. I want to hear it in the future. Don't keep it in your mouth, okay?"

After reading her lips, Luo Jingyu really relaxed a little. Anyway, he couldn't verify whether it sounded nice or not. Huanhuan said it was nice and said she was very happy and liked it very much. He thought, just believe her.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Luo Jingyu reached out to scratch the bridge of her nose and nodded gently.

He thought, just told her that it was the secret between the two of them. Huanhuan was not afraid, disgusted, or laughed at him. That was enough.

After Luo Jingyu left, Zhan Xi took out the paint painting of clown fish from his bag, took it off from the plastic sheet, and pasted it on the refrigerator door.

Nemo's colors are very bright, and the underwater world is always colorful. Zhan Xi's finger touched the white and orange clown fish, and he remembered Luo Jingyu again.

His tone is really nice, crisp and not hoarse.

But Zhan Xi also knew why he was reluctant to speak, because after he spoke, people would never think of him talking. It was more like a vague moan, a trapped beast-like roar, and a way of vocalizing it independent of the human language system.

Xiaoyu closed his eyes at the time, and Zhan Xi could feel that he was trying to control the volume and syllables. The tone was higher and lower, and several types of syllables appeared with the change of mouth shape.

His voice did not make Zhan Xi feel uncomfortable. As she said, she just wanted to hear Xiaoyu's voice. However, she understood that if Xiaoyu spoke like this in public, it would indeed be difficult for others to accept.

——

The next morning, it was still a beautiful spring weather.

At Zhou Lian's house, she and Zhan Xi had just finished an hour of sign language teaching. Zhou Lian was a little tired and said she would take a ten-minute break and prepared some fruit snacks for Zhan Xi, asking her to eat while watching the treasures she had collected.

These babies are old photos. They were taken with digital cameras back then and there were also on the computer. However, women like Zhou Lian still have different feelings about the photos they were washed, so they made photo albums according to the years.

Zhou Lian took out several photo albums and put them in front of Zhan Xi, put them in reading glasses and turned them over: "I found it this week, I'll wait for you to show you... Look, Xiao Zhan, are you a little fish?"

Zhan Xi looked carefully. The 6-inch photo shows a photo of several teenage boys and girls and Zhou Lian. She recognized Luo Jingyu at a glance.

Zhou Lian sat with a few girls, and four boys stood behind her. Xiaoyu was the first to go from the left. She was wearing a sports school uniform, tall and thin, with short hair, and her eyebrows were very similar to now, but she was much younger, her face was softer than now, and her smile was very shallow.

"When is this, Teacher Zhou? How old is Xiaoyu?" Zhan Xi liked it so much, so he took out the photo and took the phone to remake it.

Zhou Lian said: "You're junior high school. When I was in the third year of junior high school, yes, this school uniform was from junior high school, and the color of the high school has changed. There are several pictures in the back, so you can turn it over by yourself."

Zhan Xi turned around one page after another and saw several little fish, all fourteen or five years old, and a half-aged child.

Zhou Lian found a few more group photos of Luo Jingyu when she was in high school. There were only a dozen people in a class, and Zhan Xi could easily find him.

Who made her little fish so tall and so handsome? She always stood at the edge with a gentle expression. Zhan Xi asked: "Teacher Zhou, was Xiaoyu very popular among girls in the class before? If he had his appearance in my high school, the school grass wouldn't have run away!"

Zhou Lian looked at the photo and smiled, "He is quite popular among girls, but he is very introverted and not as lively as he is. He hardly interacts with girls, and those who get close to him are all male classmates."

Zhou Lian seemed to remember what happened more than ten years ago, "I worked in a school for blind and deaf for more than 20 years. Luo Jingyu is one of the students who impressed me the most. Xiao Zhan, I don't know if you know this school, probably not?"

Zhan Xi shook her head. Before she met Xiaoyu, she had never known a hearing-impaired person. How could she have an understanding of the blind and deaf school?

Zhou Lian was eating a small biscuit and told Zhan Xi: "Our school has a twelve-year system. After the third year of junior high school, some deaf students with good grades in cultural courses will go to the class of ordinary high schools to study. In order to take the college entrance examination, most of the children wear hearing aids and have residual hearing."

"Children like Xiaoyu who cannot hear at all will either stop graduating from the third year of junior high school, or they will continue to stay in school to study in high school. There are also cultural courses in high school, and studying hard can also impact college. Xiaoyu's sister, Mr. Luo, stays in a deaf school to be admitted to the university. But there are actually very few such students, and most of them are not good at studying. The high school department of the school focuses more on vocational education, hoping that they can learn some skills."

Zhan Xi heard it very seriously. Zhou Lian pushed the fruit plate to her, and she picked up a fragrant pear and nibbled it. The pear was very sweet, and the juice wet her fingers, so she had no time to wipe it. She just wanted to listen to more about the little fish.

Zhou Lian: "In school, we have art classes, computer design classes, computer classes, chef classes, pastry classes, Chinese pastry classes... they are all suitable for deaf students to choose their careers. The handicraft classes I teach also teach them to make some practical things in life, such as handmade soaps, handmade leather tools, etc. Boys don't like it. After so many years, Xiaoyu is the exception. He is particularly talented in his hands-on ability. He can learn everything and do better than girls."

"One summer vacation, I went to Beijing to participate in a hand-made exchange activity. The same room was a sister who was a few years older than me. She lived in Japan for a few years and learned to carry hot flowers. She taught me when she was free. I thought it was quite interesting. After I came back, I bought some basic materials and made a few flowers by myself."

"After school starts, I bring a flower to teach students. It's this yellow rose, I remember it very clearly."

Zhou Lian gave the yellow rose that had been preserved for more than ten years to Zhan Xi again, "I told them that this is called hot flowers, which is made of cloth. If anyone is interested, he can come to me later in class and I will demonstrate to them how to do it."

"Later, about three or four girls came to me, and then I saw Xiaoyu, with a red face, leaning out at the office door, and didn't dare to come in. Oh, I was so impressed by that scene."

Zhan Xi held the yellow rose in his hand, and suddenly there was a picture in her mind. This is how her little fish is! Not only is she shy, but she is sometimes timid. When she sees her, she always wants to escape. She is a foolish fish.

Zhou Lian smiled softly: "He was only the third grade of junior high school at that time, and I can't remember whether it was the fourteenth or fifteenth. I called him in, and he said he wanted to see the flower again. I gave it to him. He held the flower in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, his eyes were lit, and he told me that this flower was so beautiful."

"Oh..." Zhou Lian sighed, "It's a pity that the materials for hot flowers are too expensive, so I can't teach them. Xiaoyu saw that I made hot flowers and looked at the flowers every day. Finally one day, he told me that he wanted to learn and asked me if I could teach him. I said you either pay the materials at your own expense, and I will teach you how to make some introductory flowers. I can't even know how difficult it is."

"The next day he brought the money. It was the pocket money he saved himself. Dingling Dangdang even had coins. I suddenly felt soft-hearted. I was such a stupid child. I said I won't accept you anymore, but don't tell others, I will teach you secretly, you will learn secretly. He didn't agree and insisted on giving me all the change. Later I accepted it, which was a few dozen yuan. Xiaoyu has such a personality. He is very serious. He will not allow himself to take advantage of me."

"I taught him to draw flower patterns, cut flower patterns, dye, and iron them with perming. He learned very quickly, but before we learned for a long time, we couldn't continue because I had nothing to teach him! There were only three or four types of flower patterns I knew, and he learned them. I said that if you want to learn something more difficult, you have to go to the teacher."

"I didn't expect him to really go this way. During the summer vacation of the year after graduating from high school, he went to Shanghai with his luggage." Zhou Lian looked at Zhan Xi, "Actually, I always thought that Xiaoyu, a child, would do well even if he didn't do the hot flower industry, do anything else. Because he is really a very persistent and pure person, and can endure loneliness. Such a personality is very suitable for hand-made industry."

Zhou Lian sighed, "He can choose the hot flower industry. It's so niche. Although the threshold is low, it's difficult to make progress. I think he is also very courageous. After all, he is a child who cannot hear the ears. It's also a loss here. Many things are too passive. He can't solve them himself without anyone helping him. This is not his fault. He has achieved great results now. Just..."

Zhou Lian looked at Luo Jingyu's childish face in the photo and looked up at Zhan Xi, "But I always think he should be better. It's really Xiao Zhan. You can give Xiaoyu more encouragement and more confidence. He is still young, talented and hardworking enough, but he lacks some luck. In this industry, he deserves greater achievements."

Hearing this, Zhan Xi thought of the "speech" he wrote to Fang Xu for Xiaoyu. What is the follow-up to that incident?

She recalled that after Xiaoyu met Fang Xu, she asked him how he was talking on WeChat, but he did not answer positively. She asked if she wanted to have dinner together in the evening, and he said he had something to do. Later, it was the New Year's Day holiday, and she returned to Fuchun Town, and the two of them never talked about this topic again.

Zhanxi thought the matter had been resolved, and Xiaoyu and Fang Xu were still working together. Now that she heard Teacher Zhou’s words, she had a question in her heart, has the conflict between Xiaoyu and Fang Xu really been resolved?

——

After the sign language class, Zhan Xi went to the convenience store to buy some snacks and drinks, bought himself a sandwich for lunch, and took the bus to the wetland park.

In recent years, the Wetland Park holds Flower Festival every year, which lasts for one month. This day is the opening ceremony and the most serious festival day. There are a lot of people in the park. Zhan Xi bought tickets and saw young people wearing Hanfu along the way, including men and women.

Xiaoyu sent a WeChat message saying that he was waiting for her by the Marriage Bridge. Zhan Xi wanted to laugh when she saw this place name, thinking that this person did it on purpose, right?

She had no Hanfu, and she was wearing a pink and purple long dress. She had a white wool cardigan with long hair draped over her shoulders and light makeup on her face.

I originally thought I was dressed beautifully, but compared with the pretty little girls on the road who were wearing beautiful Hanfu and floral decorations, Zhan Xi's dress was really bland.

In March, the wetland park is full of warblers and grass, and the peak season for flowers is not yet in full bloom. However, the willow tree has already sprouted tender leaf buds, and all kinds of flower buds are also adorned to the branches of the flower tree.

The sky is blue and the clouds are white, Zhan Xi is in a good mood. Following the map to find the Marriage Bridge, you can see a tall man in gray sitting on the edge of the bridge, with his long legs crossed, a photography bag on his shoulder, and a SLR camera in his hand, and a scene.

It was like telepathy, his camera slowly moved toward this side. When Zhan Xi entered the range of the camera, the person could not hold on.

Zhan Xi carried his bag behind him with both hands, almost jumping towards him. Before he could get close, he heard the sound of the shutter sounding "click".

Luo Jingyu put down the camera, and when Zhan Xi walked to him, she took off her mask consciously and showed her smiling face.

"When did you arrive?" Zhan Xi asked.

Luo Jingyu compared the "ten" in sign language, and now Zhan Xi can understand it.

"Have you eaten?" Zhan Xi smiled and patted his bag, "I brought the food, we can have a picnic."

Luo Jingyu compares sign language with one hand: [After eating.]

Zhanxi looked around. There were many people here at the Wenyuan Bridge, and many people surrounded a tree, as if they were tying a red rope to the tree, and there were small wooden signs hanging on the red rope.

"What are they doing?" Zhan Xi asked by holding Luo Jingyu's arm and pointed at the tree.

Luo Jingyu felt that there was no need to answer this. Many scenic spots had such a tree or a wall, with concentric locks and marriage cards hanging... He looked down at Zhan Xi and found that her cheeks were flushing and her big eyes were staring at the tree. He immediately understood in his heart.

Luo Jingyu held Zhan Xi's hand and walked towards the tree. There was a stall next to the tree selling marriage cards with red ropes. Luo Jingyu asked Zhan Xi with his eyes. They had only been dating for a week, and he would not dare to buy them without her consent. After all, this represents the two people's wishes and longings.

Zhan Xi's face turned redder, she glanced at him shyly, picked up a marriage card and asked the shop owner in a pretentious manner: "How much does it cost?"

The shop owner ignored her while playing with her cell phone. Luo Jingyu was amused. She took the wooden sign in her hand and pointed to the QR code at the corner of the table. The big characters were clearly marked with a price of twenty yuan per person.

Zhan Xi hid behind him in shame.

Luo Jingyu confirmed to her again with the marriage card.

Zhanxi nodded, Luo Jingyu scanned the code to pay, and then led her to another tree, with several water pens hanging on the branch to make people write.

He picked up a pen and wrote his name neatly on the left side of the marriage card: Luo Jingyu, and then drew a whale that was splashing underneath.

He handed the wooden sign to Zhan Xi, who wrote his name beside his name: Zhan Xi, and drew a round egg underneath.

Luo Jingyu took the wooden sign and added a smile to the egg. Zhan Xi took it over again and added a love between the names of the two.

The two tied the marriage card to the branches, and the red ropes were covered with small wooden signs, each with a message from a pair of strange lovers. When the wind blew, the small wooden signs shaking, Zhan Xi looked up and looked at the names of the two people on the small wooden sign, as well as the whale and egg patterns, and felt so sweet in his heart.

The Flower God will definitely bless them!

Zhan Xi thought, Flower God, please look at Luo Jingyu. He has made flowers to do his job. Where can such a devout believer go to find such a devout believer!

After a small "ritual", Luo Jingyu hung the camera around her neck and walked around the park with Zhan Xi.

There are cruise ships coming and going in the lake, and the opening ceremony of the Flower Festival is held in the small square, and there are various literary and artistic performances all day long. There are various stalls selling snacks in the small market. Zhan Xi's eyes stay on something for more than three seconds, and Luo Jingyu will want to buy it, such as sugar man, glutinous rice cake, milk tea, and stinky tofu...
To be continued...