When autumn comes, the weather is getting colder. Although Wen''s mother bought clothes for aheng several times, she still hasn''t worn them once, so she has to mind.


    "Ah Heng, why are you still wearing school uniform The old man frowned at his granddaughter.


    "It''s new from the school. It''s good." Ah Heng stammered and his voice was a little low.


    "You are in the Wen family now, not in the cloud family." The frown of the old man grew tighter, and his anger grew.


    Is this child fighting against them in this way? Wen''s daughter, who is surnamed Wen, has been treated unfairly? Why should she do so willingly!


    Ah Heng clenched the corner of his coat and gently lowered his head: "I know."


    When the old man heard the girl''s still obvious Jiangnan accent, he was surprised that he had said harsh words and thought about the past. He felt guilty: "since you like school uniform, even if you like it." He sighed, "it''s just, does it fit?"


    "It''s warm." Aheng answered quickly in Wushui dialect, and then he said it again in poor Mandarin. His hand gently turned over the inside of his coat. It was thick and solid.


    "Just be warm." The old man eased his eyebrows, and his sharp eyes, like falcons, were immersed in a trace of warmth. "I can understand the black water dialect. You don''t have to change your mouth."


    Aheng was surprised, then smile, eyes bright, with a gentle Qingtian color.


    "When I was eighteen or nine years old, I took soldiers in Wushui town for several months." The old man''s voice is no longer severe, there is a little soft, looking at ah Heng, serious eyebrows also with a wisp of misty rain winding general gentle.


    "Ah Heng, your eyes are very similar to your grandmother."


    Gradually, aheng knew the way to school, and he was used to walking or taking the bus to and from school alone.


    It''s a coincidence that he is a family, but aheng can''t touch Siguan. He can only see it when he has dinner.


    Although she wanted to say a few words with Siguan, she thought that she was clumsy and gave up. As for Wen''s mother, she has been busy with piano concerts and rarely gets it.


    A Heng in the class, the old man''s temper, even if face-to-face ridicule is not angry, just smile. The other party gradually became bored, and then gradually stopped teasing her.


    After a long time, we found that ah Heng''s temper brought a lot of benefits. If you don''t want to be on duty, just call Wenheng, and the answer will always be "know". Then, the whole classroom is cleaned up and arranged properly.


    In this world, the most terrible is habit, and the most used is convenience.


    Ah Heng is the amazing convenience under this habit. For others, even the clay Bodhisattva may have to suppress the outbreak, but ah Heng thinks that sometimes it is a blessing to suffer a loss. The big things are good, and the small things are OK.


    On this day, after cleaning the classroom, it was already dark, and the last bus still had to wait for half an hour. Ah Heng chose to walk.


    She is used to the narrow lane, the orange street light is dim but strangely quiet and warm. That road is paved with stones, stepping on it has a subtle feeling of sharpening.


    Aheng stopped when he got to the deep of the alley. She saw two figures that overlapped clearly and vaguely.


    Bright, dark, lingering, flamboyant, fiery.


    The young man was wearing a purple low collar woolen sweater. On his left shoulder was a cluster of flowers with black dark lines. His shoulder line, which was carefully cut, rolled smoothly to his back. The bright dark and enchanting was in full bloom.


    He stood in the light color, his back was thin and thin, but he was stubborn and obstinate, his neck was slightly bent, his arms tightly held the long hair girl whose face was fuzzy under the lamp, and his lips and teeth were entangled with the people in his arms. From the ear side of the hair black color Sheng Yan, slowly unconsciously swept through the white neck, that touch of jade, infiltrated in the light and shadow, hidden fragrance, Fu Rao, intriguing people.


    It would be embarrassing to see such a scene in accordance with aheng Suri''s manner. However, at this moment, she even forgot to hide, carrying a schoolbag, looking at the young man with integrity and meticulousness.


    Yan Xi.


    Ah Heng''s lips bent slightly and breathed out in silence. He was so sure in his heart that he even felt ridiculous.


    She clearly did not once really see the young man''s face, did not say a word with him, but she had such a clear brand in her heart.


    Suddenly, the young man seemed to notice the eyes behind him, let go of the hands around the girl''s waist, turn around, and quietly look at the peeping in unintentionally.


    Aheng was shocked by his rudeness and looked at the young man''s eyes.


    But all of a sudden, there was only one voice left, so familiar, like the breath that I heard when I was a child when I was playing and drowning in the water.


    That kind of fear, despair, unwilling, but also found that they are moving towards another kind of relief of the reality, rolling.


    Aheng looked at him again. The dark color in his young eyes and the rosy color of peach blossoms added the cold star spots in the water color, which directly reflected in her pupil, indifference, arrogance and indifference.


    Bowing her head, her long braid hit her cheek, and she left in a hurry.When she got home, it was dark and Mrs. Zhang had been waiting for her.


    She ran all the way, in a trance, but felt very thirsty in her mouth. She picked up the tea on the table and poured it into her mouth. However, it was in her nose and coughed violently.


    Siguan happened to go downstairs and saw aheng''s face flushed and coughed more than once, so he patted her back and smoothed her way. After a long time, aheng calmed down and saw Siguan in a twinkling of an eye.


    "Choking?" Think smile warm voice inquiry, smile.


    Ah Heng nodded. Facing the Wen family, she was not good at speaking. She had to say it. She also used the simplest and clear pronunciation.


    Thinking with a smile, he knew that aheng felt uncomfortable and didn''t mind. He wanted to leave after a few polite words.


    "Wait..." Ah Heng has been worried these days. Although he is embarrassed, he still stops thinking.


    "Well?" Think smile turn around, some confused.


    Ah Heng nodded, turned and went upstairs. After a while, he dragged a suitcase and walked down.


    "What is this?" Think and smile doubt.


    "Her clothes Here. " Ah Heng points to the suitcase and explains gently.


    "She?" Think smile on the face slowly convergence, eyebrows and eyes have some cold meaning.


    "Clothes, wear them." Aheng knew that he had misunderstood his meaning, but he was clumsy and didn''t know how to explain it.


    "You don''t have to." Siguan knew that aheng was talking about er''er, and his face became complicated.


    Although he and aheng are brothers and sisters, because of er''er, he is suspicious of her in the end, but seeing that she has never mentioned er''er, he is gradually relieved.


    But now, she put her face to face and talked about her clothes in front of him. To Siwan, it seemed to be a malicious mockery and another embarrassing expulsion of her.


    Aheng put the suitcase in front of him and gently looked at Siwan, indicating that he would open it.


    Siwan was angry, her face was frozen, she waved her hand, and her suitcase was knocked over.


    Mrs. Zhang was hot porridge in the kitchen. When she heard the loud noise and wore an apron, she hurried to the living room and saw the clothes scattered all over the floor, most of which were still unsealed autumn clothes.


    "What''s the matter? Ah Heng, why do you take down all the new clothes your mother bought you? " Mrs. Zhang is confused and looks at the clothes Yunyi bought for aheng some days ago. Although the child did not speak at that time, he looked very happy, but strangely, he did not wear it once.


    Think Guan surprised, Leng in situ. A moment later, he gently picked up a piece of clothes from the ground and turned it over to the trademark office. It was indeed the size of Sier. Looking up, he saw Ah Heng''s calm face, which was extremely embarrassing.


    "Mom, she..." Siguan tried to say something, but he couldn''t speak when he saw aheng''s simple and worn-out uniform.


    Mom, she can''t be confused. Ah Heng is much higher than her.


    She was deliberately venting her dissatisfaction with her grandfather in this way.


    For the first time, I was shocked by the unfairness of her mother and herself.


    Mother will return his pain intentionally or unintentionally to ah Heng.


    And he, smiling, added fuel to the flames.


    The girl, who could see it all, was calm and accepted.


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