Since knowing that aheng is Siguan''s sister, the girls in the class began to feel embarrassed. When they met, they would say hello and say hello to each other. Ah Heng was relieved.
"The girl is giggling again. What are you happy about?" Xin Dayi grabs the black hair on his head.
"Qian Minmin and I said hello." Ah Heng bent his eyebrows.
Qian Minmin is the girl who married her.
"Silly!" Xin Dayi smiles.
"Shit! You two don''t have to hang out on your teeth, OK? Help me get rid of this pile of things! Hurry up Yan Xi waved a stack of homework books beside him and roared.
"Yan Meiren, you seem to have come back from senior two. Don''t tell me that you won''t be able to tell me such a simple thing." Xin Dayi was brilliant and finally caught the opportunity to make complaints about it.
"Ben Shao doesn''t know how to write. Well, you little potatoes won''t know me
"Who''s the potato? I hope you don''t rely on yourself to eat more than a few days of food on you! "
"Young master, when I can chew spareribs, you haven''t got teeth yet!" Yan Xi yawned. He stayed up late last night playing games.
Ah Heng turned over Yan Xi''s homework book, wry smile, some headache, how long did he save the homework did not write.
"Dayi, your physical chemistry, my political history." Aheng picked up a stack of homework in the four, apportioned two, handed to Xin Dayi.
"We''re going to do homework for Mao!"
"Why don''t you help me write my words and numbers?"
Two people jump together.
"You guys, I don''t understand." Ah Heng smiles, and his black eyes are soft.
"Wenheng, how can you get stuck at the critical time?" Xin Dayi is in a hurry.
"Ah! What Ben Shao just said is clearly the earth language. How can you not understand Wen Heng? " I hope to glance at my eyes.
"How dare you talk about other planets?" Xin Dayi listened to Yan Xi''s words very awkward.
"Oh, I''m from tamamar. I''m coming to visit your earth." Yan Xi grinned and dazzled his eyes.
"His mother star is what star, delicious not delicious!"
Ah Heng kept silent and frowned. Look at it. She said that in less than two seconds, the two people were biased.
"Class, class! Xindayi, why do you talk so much! " Ms. Guo, the head teacher, came into the class and knocked on the blackboard eraser.
"Yanxi said it too!" Xindayi is not happy.
Ms. Guo was selectively deaf and began to lecture when she did not hear.
Yan Xi PI laughs at flesh not to smile, long leg makes strength son kick Xin Dayi a foot under the table.
Xin Dayi Ao Ao Ao: "had known, Lao Tzu would not be a special transposition son and you ya a table son!"
"Ben Shao is not willing to share the table with you. It seems that I am on the same level with you!" Yan Xi''s slender white fingers tap on his chin with a lazy look.
Ah Heng turned his head and looked at the two people. His head was crooked and he laughed. His teeth were neat and neat. He was like rice grains. He was good-looking and gentle.
"You have to pay for the theatre!" Yan Xi smile, stretch out a beautiful clean hand, a root of the fingers, white if jade, knuckles thin.
"What do you say? I don''t understand..." Ah Heng shakes his head and turns around, slowly and leisurely.
"And pretending to be stupid." Yan hopes ah Heng''s back is light, but his tone is familiar and joking.
"Do you know each other well?" Xin Dayi muttered.
Hope but laugh.
No more, no less. I happen to know.
Not deep, not shallow, just acquaintance.
When aheng asked Siguan to have dinner, he was busy with his homework. When he looked at it, he was actually a senior one in English.
"What a promise?" Ah Heng frowned.
"Well. It''s hard for me. Let me finish it today. " Thinking and writing with great effort.
Ah Heng, however, reached out and took the exercise book out of the desk.
"No way." She shook her head, her eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly, and the clear landscape began to fog.
"Well?" Think smile head up, don''t know why.
"You can''t do that. Get used to him."
Thinking with a smile, he hesitated: "this is what Yan Xi ordered..."
"Leave it to me." Aheng gentle smile, voice waxy soft.
After dinner, aheng came to Yan''s home with his homework book.
Yan''s grandfather was not at home for a dinner. She said hello to guard Li and went upstairs. Knocking at the door, Yan Xi was obviously surprised when she saw her.
"Come in." Yan Xi nodded his head slightly and let go.
Aheng was a little embarrassed. He lowered his head but saw the pink PigHead slippers worn by the teenager. He ran to Java in a moment of nervousness.
She went in, sweating.
Pink all over the eyes. Pink wall, pink curtain, pink bookshelf, pink table, big dressing glasses, pink clothes all over the ground, graffiti all over the wall, Q version villain of simple pen, frightening style.
Aheng was dazzled by pink, rubbed his eyes, and handed the exercise book to Yan Xi.Yan Xi picks eyebrow: "I remember I have given it to Siguan."
"Do it yourself." Ah Heng smiles.
"No time." Yan Xi spoke faintly, picked up the handle on the wooden floor, sat on the floor and continued to play the game.
"Do it yourself." Ah Heng repeated, gentle tone but with persistence.
"Oh, put it in bed until I think about it." Juvenile can have no place to head, eyes are crystal clear, but focus on the front, the TV screen on the villain war is fierce, but, the tone has been unhappy.
"When, remember?" Ah Heng continued to smile.
"I don''t know." Yan Xi was completely cold.
"Oh." Ah Heng nodded, sat quietly aside, took out her pen and began to write the political history she had promised before.
The youth''s thumb hits the handle, faintly sharp and sharp. He did not move his eyes for half an inch, only when ah Heng did not exist.
Ah Heng smiles and looks at the boy''s back gently.
This young man is wearing a cotton T-shirt, which is neat and clean. His black hair is soft and soft. The top of the T-shirt is curled up slightly. He is sensitive and childish. He tried to treat her as air, tried to treat the subtle undercurrent with her as a kind of conquest, and tried to win with defiant high-profile.
Ah Heng knows that this is the model of Yan Xi getting along with others. He pricked up his thorn, ready to win her over without fighting.
She thought that Yan Xi did not regard her as a woman who needed gentlemanly demeanor at the moment, but an enemy invading her territory for absurd reasons, regardless of gender, who only needed to be expelled.
However, such treatment made her feel real.
This moment, is the real appearance of Yan Xi, not gentle, not flattering, not mischievous, not deliberate, not perfunctory, not arrogant, not plain, not cool thin. Those are just the incomplete appearance of specific words and hopes made to specific people on specific occasions. However, just peep into a corner, but increasingly fragmented.
Fortunately, she saw a complete speech at this node.
Ah Heng raised his hand and looked at his watch. At 7:30, he continued to write the title.
However, on the screen, the number of small people died gradually increased.
A long time later, there was a loud noise.
Ah Heng raised his eyes and Yanxi glared at her coldly. At the corner of the wall, there was a black handle that was cracked.
"When are you going to stay?" He asked her, deep in her dark eyes, as smooth and impenetrable as a mirror.
"Do you remember?" Ah Heng laughs and hands over his homework book.
The young man''s canthus pick, his eyes with anger, fiercely stare at her, for a long time.
Ah Heng''s eyes looked at him gently, as clear as mountains and rivers. She gently smile: "Yan Xi, do you do your homework so hard?"
Young Leng, and slow the eyes of the ice, a long time, the skin smile meat does not smile: "Wenheng, for such a big thing, are you worth it?"
It''s you who are angry, you are the one who makes trouble, and you are the one who drops things.
Ah Heng sighed and felt wronged.
"I see. I''ll write it. You go." Yan Xi dropped his head and leaned on the edge of the bed.
"Oh." Ah Heng nodded and got up. His knees were numb.
She closed the door and went downstairs.
Guard Li was sitting on the balcony rocking chair listening to the radio. He fell asleep. His slight snoring was very clear in the quiet and empty living room.
Under the shadow of the setting sun, the room is silent. What is ticking is the sound of the wall clock passing by.
Wen family, though not a thriving population, is much warmer than here. Ah Heng thought, raised his head and saw the picture on the wall. Frame by frame, gorgeous color, and the moment of capture, it''s extremely warm.
However, the beautiful left, in the silent air contaminated with cold, a little warm, a bit lonely.
Aheng''s heart was scratched by a cat''s paw and began to ache with his heart.
She thought of the past when Yanxi was ill, so weak a voice, so mocking and sad.
She remembered Yan Xi''s smile when she handed the cake to her. He said to her, "Wenheng, mother Yun asked me to buy it for you. She asked me to say "Happy Birthday" to you That tone, envy to jealousy.
He is afraid that others will break the loneliness he has, because loneliness is a very strong armor. Only when he carries a strong armor, can he be a completely powerful hope.
She had never expected that she could see this young man to such an extent, but the happiness of this moment was beyond her original dullness.
In the past, when looking at Yan Xi, it was a vague curiosity and aesthetic feeling; now, it is clear that it is fear and pity.
She was afraid that the pity would slowly clear over time and push bone marrow forward.
I expected those photos for a long time, but I still stopped.
Yan Xi saw Ah Heng again, only half an hour later, when he finished his English homework in fine art style."You didn''t leave?" He was stunned, and his slender fingers turned his pen slowly.
"Are you hungry?" Ah Heng asked, holding a bowl of steaming noodles in her hands, the smell of the smell.
"Ribs noodles?" The boy took a breath and put his head gently.
"In the kitchen, there are ribs, noodles and so on. So, I did it. " Ah Heng explained with some uneasiness.
So, do you want to eat?
Yan Xi''s face was full of doubt, his big eyes were clear and alert: "ah, I know, you must have poisoned!"
"Well, it''s poisoned. If you don''t, I''ll give you stewed rice Ah Heng smiles and goes to the window.
The parrot is lazily basking in the moon. When she sees her, she flutters its wings and turns around the bowl. Her small eyes are bright, and she calls: "stewed meat and marinated meat!" as she turns around, she says
Yan Xi said with a smile: "how can you be so careful that you won''t be expelled?" Then, he played the bird''s skull. Small things around too fast, inertia, bar, hit the window.
He grabbed the bowl in her hand, the back of his hand slightly against his lips, his black and bright eyes, and his smile was naive and strong. Black head buried in the fine porcelain bowl, he ate sweet, let ah Heng think of the young box on the cute piglets.
While Yanxi was eating, aheng picked up the game controller from the corner, sat on the floor, held a screwdriver, focused on the work on his hands, knocking and beating.
"What are you doing?" We hope to attract you.
"Oh, this one. Fix it." Ah Heng did not look up and turned the screwdriver gently.
"Will you?" Keep sucking.
"Have a try." Ah Heng laughs.
"Do you compensate for the failure The young man is right to ask.
"It''s broken." Ah Heng smiles and reminds him.
"But for you, would I have fallen? This handle, but young master, I took great pains to get it back from my great aunt''s house. " The young man gave an impassioned speech.
"Already, it''s fixed." Ah Heng smiles, purses his thin lips, tightens the screws, and gently hands the handle to the boy.
Yan Xi took over the shaking, there was no loose noise. Knowing that it was repaired, he remembered something. He put the handle to his ear and listened attentively.
"What are you listening to?" Ah Heng is curious.
Yan Xi smiles, squints the black bright eyes, sighs for a long time, takes the grandfather sunset infinite good vision: "long, long, long ago, really long time, legend, every game handle lives in a God. If players chat with him every day, he will lead us to the victory of the game
Ah Heng was stupefied: "immortal, really have?"
Suddenly, some cool game handle gently covered her forehead, ah Heng looked up.
"Yes, yes, he told me that you acted rudely just now. He hated you very much."
Ah Heng sucked his nose and grasped the handle on his forehead. He was aggrieved: "no, no rudeness."
"Yes, you have!" Yan Xi squinted, "the great God said, you not only knocked him, but also twisted him. He''ll get even with you. "
"What will he do, revenge?" I feel guilty.
"Oh, I''ll send a little ghost to your bedside in the middle of the night to tell you ghost stories. What kind of rural corpses are ferocious in the middle of the night, eating people by drawing skin, pinching vampires, and combining Chinese and foreign elements, all of which go through ancient and modern times..." He spat with his hands and feet.
Aheng was skeptical and asked in a low voice, "is the great God Chinese or foreign?"
Yan Xi rubbed his chin with his index finger and heard ah Heng''s words pounding his pillow and laughing: "I thought you were playing silly with understanding. It seems that I overestimated you."
Obviously, he is a child with a fool''s face.
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