Chapter 6 Chapter5 Peach Blossom Dreams with Few Peach Blossoms

Autumn is here, and the weather is getting cooler. Although Wen's mother has bought clothes for Ah Heng several times, but seeing that she has never worn them once, Wen Lao can't help but feel a little bit concerned. "Aheng, why are you still wearing your school uniform?" The old man frowned and looked at his granddaughter. "The new one issued by the school is very good." Ah Heng stammered, his voice a little low. "You are in Wen's house now, not Yun's house." The old man's brows became tighter and tighter, and he gradually became angry.

Is this child fighting against them in this way?Since the daughter of the Wen family is surnamed Wen, when has she been treated badly?Why would she be willing to do it! Ah Heng clutched the corner of his clothes, lowered his head slightly: "Got it." Hearing the girl's still distinct Jiangnan accent, the old man realized that he had said harsh words. Thinking about the past, he felt guilty: "Since you like school uniforms, that's fine." He sighed softly, "It's just that the clothes fit you well. ?" "It's very warm." Ah Heng quickly replied in Wushui, then said it again in substandard Mandarin embarrassedly, and gently turned the inside of the coat with his hands. It was thick and looked very solid.

"It's good to be warm." The old man eased his brows, and his eyes, which were as sharp as a falcon, were soaked in warmth. "I can understand Wushui's words, you don't need to change your words." Ah Heng was surprised, and then smiled, his eyes were bright, with a gentle and peaceful color. "When I was eighteen or nineteen years old, I led soldiers in Wushui Town for several months." The old man's voice was no longer harsh as usual, but a little softer. Looking at A Heng, his serious eyebrows and eyes were also tinged with mist Winding generally soft.

"Aheng, your eyes are very similar to your grandma." Gradually, Ah Heng became clear about the way to school, and got used to walking or taking the bus to and from school alone. It's a coincidence that Ah Heng is a family, but he never sees Siwan, and only sees him when he's having dinner. Although she wanted to have a few words with Si Wan, but thinking of her clumsy speech, she gave up.As for Wen's mother, she has been busy with piano recital matters, and it is rare to see her. Ah Heng is in the class, he has a good temper, even if he hears ridicule face to face, he is not angry, just smiles all the way.The other party gradually felt bored, and gradually stopped teasing her.

After a long time, everyone found that Ah Heng's temper brought a lot of benefits.If you don't want to be on duty, you just need to call Wen Heng, and the answer you get will always be "Got it". After that, the whole classroom is cleaned up and organized properly. In this world, the most terrifying thing is habit, and the most habitual thing is convenience. Ah Heng is the amazing convenience of this habit.If it were someone else, even the Clay Bodhisattva would probably burst out of aggrievedness, but Ah Heng felt that sometimes it is a blessing to suffer losses, big things are good, and small things are fine.

On this day, after cleaning the classroom, it was already dark, and the last bus still had to wait for half an hour, so Ah Heng chose to walk. She was used to walking in that narrow alley, the orange street lights were dim but strangely filled with tranquility and warmth.The road is paved with stones, and there is a slight grinding feeling when stepping on it. Ah Heng stopped when he reached the depths of the alley.She saw two figures overlapping each other clearly and ambiguously. Bright, dark, lingering, gorgeous, fiery. The boy was wearing a purple-red low-necked rough-knit sweater. On his left shoulder was a cluster of flowers outlined by black dark lines, flowing over the finely carved shoulder line and flowing smoothly to his back.

Standing in the light, he is lonely and thin, but with a stubborn arrogance and stubbornness, his neck is slightly bent, and his arms are tightly hugging the long-haired girl with a fuzzy face under the light, and his lips and teeth are entangled with the person in his arms.The black-colored hair brushed past the ears, and slowly and unconsciously swept across the fair neck, that touch of jade color, soaked in the light and shadow, concealed the fragrance, was rich and seductive. If it was according to Aheng's usual style, seeing such a scene, he must feel embarrassed.However, at this moment, she even forgot to hide, carrying her schoolbag, looking at the boy openly and meticulously.

Yan Xi. Ah Heng's lips were slightly bent, and he exhaled silently, with such certainty in his heart that even he felt it was absurd. She obviously never saw the boy's appearance clearly once, and never said a word to him, but she had such a clear imprint in her heart. Suddenly, the boy seemed to notice the gaze behind him, let go of the hand around the girl's waist, turned around, and quietly looked at the unintentional voyeur. Ah Heng was startled by his rudeness, and stared into the young man's eyes in bewilderment. But suddenly, there was a roar in my ears, and only one sound remained, so familiar, like the breathing sound heard when everything disappeared at the moment when I accidentally drowned in the water when I was playing at night when I was young.

That sense of fear, despair, unwillingness to be reconciled but realizing that I am heading towards another kind of relief rolled over. A Heng glanced at him again, the dark color in the young man's eyes, the crimson beauty of the peach blossoms swirling around, added the cold stars spread in the water color, directly reflected in her pupils, indifferent, arrogant and careless. Bowing her head, her long braid hit her cheek, she panicked and left in a hurry. When I returned home in a daze, it was already dark, and Mrs. Zhang had been waiting for her. She ran all the way, in a trance, but felt extremely thirsty, picked up the tea on the table and poured it into her mouth, but her nose got wet and she coughed violently.

Siwan happened to go downstairs and saw Ah Heng's face flushed and coughing profusely, so she patted her on the back to calm her down.After a while, Ah Heng was relieved, and saw Si Wan in a blink of an eye. "Are you choking?" Siwan asked warmly, smiling lightly. Ah Heng nodded. She was not good at speaking to Wen's family. Even if she had to speak, she used the simplest pronunciation that she could speak clearly. Siwan knew that Ah Heng saw that she was uncomfortable and didn't mind, so she said some polite words and wanted to leave. "Wait..." Ah Heng has been thinking about it for the past few days, although he is embarrassed, he still calls Siwan.

"Huh?" Siwan turned around, a little confused. Ah Heng nodded, turned around and went upstairs, and after a while, dragged a suitcase and walked down. "What is this?" Siwan wondered. "Her clothes...here." Ah Heng pointed to the suitcase and explained gently. "Her?" The smile on Siwan's face slowly faded, and her brows and eyes became a little cold. "Clothes, you have to wear them." Ah Heng knew that he had misunderstood what he meant, but he was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain. "You don't have to be like this." Siwan knew that Ah Heng was talking about Er Er, and her expression became complicated. Although he and Ah Heng are biological brothers and sisters, but because of Er Er, he still has suspicions about her in his heart, but seeing that she has never mentioned Er Er, he is gradually relieved. But now, she put Er'er in the light and talked about Er'er's clothes in front of him. To Siwan, it seemed like a malicious mockery of Er'er and another embarrassing expulsion. Ah Heng lifted the suitcase in front of him, looked at Siwan gently, and motioned for him to open it. But Siwan became angry, her face was covered with ice, she waved her hand away, and the suitcase was knocked over to the ground. Auntie Zhang was cooking porridge in the kitchen when she heard a loud noise. Wearing an apron, she hurried to the living room and saw clothes scattered all over the floor. Most of them were unopened autumn clothes. "What's the matter? Ah Heng, why did you take down all the new clothes your mother bought for you?" Mrs. Zhang was confused, looking at the clothes Yun Yi bought for Ah Heng a few days ago.Although the child didn't speak at the time, he looked very happy, but it was strange that he never wore it once. Si Wan was surprised and froze in place.After a while, he gently picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and turned it over to the label. It was indeed the size of Si'er. When he looked up and saw Ah Heng's overly calm face, he was extremely embarrassed. "Mom, she..." Siwan tried to say something, but when her eyes touched Ah Heng's school uniform with some frayed cuffs, she was speechless. Mom, she doesn't know that Ahengbier is much taller. She did it on purpose to vent her dissatisfaction with grandpa in this way. For the first time, Siwan realized the unfairness between herself and her mother. Mother intentionally or unintentionally returned her pain to Ah Heng. And he, smiling, pushed the envelope. The girl saw it all, but calmly accepted it with a smile.