Song Yiran will definitely not forget the year of the fifth grade of elementary school.
In late spring, my parents divorced. During the summer vacation, my grandmother Mo Hongjuan fell to death on the steps of an old house in the countryside. It is said that she was bleeding from her head and was tilted.
In a hot day, Song Yiran and Chen Muyang, wearing plain white shrouds, had prickly heat on their bodies not long after
Their sadness has been released, and at this time only the nostalgia and sympathy for grandma remain.
The girl is almost at the age of development. Song Yiran stood beside Chen Muyang, still a little taller, and her body curves were slowly revealed.
Many relatives who came to pay their respects did not know each other, but some sharp-eyed relatives knew that Chen Muyang was the son of the unfilial daughter of this family, and they all looked at them with curious eyes.
Chen Muyang has almost mastered the ability to do his own thing as if no one else was around. He helped his uncle organize the offerings on the spiritual table and also helped him serve tea and water to the guests.
Occasionally glanced at Song Yiran's little face that was flushed by the breathable shroud. Chen Muyang ran to drill a basin of well water for her without saying a word.
Because of what happened during this period, Song Yiran deliberately alienated Chen Muyang openly and secretly, and deliberately ignored him following him like a shadow
Seeing him put a clear basin of well water at her feet, Song Yiran sat awkwardly on the bench and said softly. Thank you
When he walked far away, she squatted down and scooped cold water with her palms and wiped it on her face.
Of course Chen Muyang noticed the gradual change in Song Yiran's attitude towards him
Recently, he even silently abandoned himself in his heart, feeling that he was just like the plague god. It was him who caused his uncle and aunt to divorce, and it was him who brought evil spirits to his grandmother.
Therefore, it was as if to atone for the sins, Chen Muyang wanted to take over everything he could do. This seemed different from before to please his aunt. In short, he couldn't explain it clearly.
***
After her parents divorced, Song Yiran was not particularly sad. On the contrary, she felt relieved.
She chose to follow her father without hesitation
Later when my mother came to find her, Song Yiran looked at her swollen eyebrows and felt very uneasy, but she was afraid that her mother would scold her at the top of her voice and let her talk to her, so she didn't know what to talk to Pan Hui.
Who knew Pan Hui said: Your dad earns more money, you and him should
But sometimes, she still truly feels that there is more secluded at home
For example, in the sultry Huang Meitian, she sat on the floor in front of the TV with her bowls and chopsticks, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, and noting the undry clothes on the balcony, she suddenly felt empty.
Chen Muyang, who was sitting next to the dining table, was also silently snatching the colorful light and shadow of the TV in the darkness projecting around her body, as if a thin dream like a veil was covered with a veil.
When she got up and walked into the kitchen, Chen Muyang suddenly stood up, snatched the dishes and chopsticks from her hand, and said: You... after cooking, I'll wash the dishes and pots
Song Yiran was lying on the sofa, and her back, which was as thin as bamboo in the kitchen, was washing the kitchen utensils diligently, but she felt a little guilty: I obviously didn't taste good...
He took the initiative to do housework
When will Dad come back?
Where are you going to go to the construction site again?
The air conditioner is turned on in the living room, and the temperature is cool and comfortable. What you eat is digested in your stomach, making it easy to make you sleepy
The random thoughts in my mind are like a spreading net. The sound of running water in the kitchen and the drizzle outside the window are like hypnotic requiems. They gradually pulled her into a quiet dreamland for a while, and she fell asleep.
After Chen Muyang finished washing the pot and the bowls, he saw Song Yiran resting quietly in the afternoon.
Her head was leaning against the armrest of the sofa, and her extended legs occupied a large area of the sofa. The TV happened to be placed on the male and female protagonists talking about their affection. The bizarre projection hit her white legs, flashing constantly.
The trash can in the living room was buzzing because of throwing watermelon peels in, and a fly was hovering above.
The blades of the vertical air conditioner were adjusted to sweep the wind up and down, and it blew on her body, making her originally messy hair even more messy. The air conditioner wind blew on the ceiling again, lifting up the papers on the yellow calendar not far away.
Chen Muyang stood by the sofa, tilting his head and looking at her for a while, and the shadow hit her directly
She has changed. In addition to not being close to him like before, her body has also changed. Not only is she taller than him, but she also has more flesh and curves on her body.
He stared at her slender legs, his heart seemed to float up, and he recalled the changes that seemed irresistible to the parents who were hugging each other. It was the only way for children to become adults.
At this time, Song Yiran suddenly turned over, curled up her legs slightly
Chen Muyang came to his senses and immediately took her thin blanket from her bed. He wanted to cover her, but Song Yiran woke up.
Chen Muyang's hand was still frozen in the air. Song Yiran squinted in a daze, took the thin blanket and covered it with her body, and smiled unconsciously: Thank you, and then fell asleep again
Chen Muyang thought about it motionlessly, she seemed to have not smiled at him for a long time.
Moreover, only when he stands, she sits or lies, will he feel condescending
The stuffy and slumber of Huangmei sky soaked his heart, the air conditioner leaves continued to sweep the cool breeze, the calendar paper clattered, and the protagonist on the TV was crying.
Only he, standing quietly, staring at the legs with soft white light, fell into a strange dark valley
It seems like I returned to my previous home, with both the bizarre and gorgeous red lips and the gray yellow light wall
The picture gradually began to overlap, and finally it seemed like a tornado passed by in my mind, twisting and rolling the two overlapping pictures together
The red light of the TV was reflected on the boy's side face, and a few beads of sweat as big as beans suddenly burst and smashed down from the top of his head. He suddenly turned around and sank into the darkness of the room.
In late spring, my parents divorced. During the summer vacation, my grandmother Mo Hongjuan fell to death on the steps of an old house in the countryside. It is said that she was bleeding from her head and was tilted.
In a hot day, Song Yiran and Chen Muyang, wearing plain white shrouds, had prickly heat on their bodies not long after
Their sadness has been released, and at this time only the nostalgia and sympathy for grandma remain.
The girl is almost at the age of development. Song Yiran stood beside Chen Muyang, still a little taller, and her body curves were slowly revealed.
Many relatives who came to pay their respects did not know each other, but some sharp-eyed relatives knew that Chen Muyang was the son of the unfilial daughter of this family, and they all looked at them with curious eyes.
Chen Muyang has almost mastered the ability to do his own thing as if no one else was around. He helped his uncle organize the offerings on the spiritual table and also helped him serve tea and water to the guests.
Occasionally glanced at Song Yiran's little face that was flushed by the breathable shroud. Chen Muyang ran to drill a basin of well water for her without saying a word.
Because of what happened during this period, Song Yiran deliberately alienated Chen Muyang openly and secretly, and deliberately ignored him following him like a shadow
Seeing him put a clear basin of well water at her feet, Song Yiran sat awkwardly on the bench and said softly. Thank you
When he walked far away, she squatted down and scooped cold water with her palms and wiped it on her face.
Of course Chen Muyang noticed the gradual change in Song Yiran's attitude towards him
Recently, he even silently abandoned himself in his heart, feeling that he was just like the plague god. It was him who caused his uncle and aunt to divorce, and it was him who brought evil spirits to his grandmother.
Therefore, it was as if to atone for the sins, Chen Muyang wanted to take over everything he could do. This seemed different from before to please his aunt. In short, he couldn't explain it clearly.
***
After her parents divorced, Song Yiran was not particularly sad. On the contrary, she felt relieved.
She chose to follow her father without hesitation
Later when my mother came to find her, Song Yiran looked at her swollen eyebrows and felt very uneasy, but she was afraid that her mother would scold her at the top of her voice and let her talk to her, so she didn't know what to talk to Pan Hui.
Who knew Pan Hui said: Your dad earns more money, you and him should
But sometimes, she still truly feels that there is more secluded at home
For example, in the sultry Huang Meitian, she sat on the floor in front of the TV with her bowls and chopsticks, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, and noting the undry clothes on the balcony, she suddenly felt empty.
Chen Muyang, who was sitting next to the dining table, was also silently snatching the colorful light and shadow of the TV in the darkness projecting around her body, as if a thin dream like a veil was covered with a veil.
When she got up and walked into the kitchen, Chen Muyang suddenly stood up, snatched the dishes and chopsticks from her hand, and said: You... after cooking, I'll wash the dishes and pots
Song Yiran was lying on the sofa, and her back, which was as thin as bamboo in the kitchen, was washing the kitchen utensils diligently, but she felt a little guilty: I obviously didn't taste good...
He took the initiative to do housework
When will Dad come back?
Where are you going to go to the construction site again?
The air conditioner is turned on in the living room, and the temperature is cool and comfortable. What you eat is digested in your stomach, making it easy to make you sleepy
The random thoughts in my mind are like a spreading net. The sound of running water in the kitchen and the drizzle outside the window are like hypnotic requiems. They gradually pulled her into a quiet dreamland for a while, and she fell asleep.
After Chen Muyang finished washing the pot and the bowls, he saw Song Yiran resting quietly in the afternoon.
Her head was leaning against the armrest of the sofa, and her extended legs occupied a large area of the sofa. The TV happened to be placed on the male and female protagonists talking about their affection. The bizarre projection hit her white legs, flashing constantly.
The trash can in the living room was buzzing because of throwing watermelon peels in, and a fly was hovering above.
The blades of the vertical air conditioner were adjusted to sweep the wind up and down, and it blew on her body, making her originally messy hair even more messy. The air conditioner wind blew on the ceiling again, lifting up the papers on the yellow calendar not far away.
Chen Muyang stood by the sofa, tilting his head and looking at her for a while, and the shadow hit her directly
She has changed. In addition to not being close to him like before, her body has also changed. Not only is she taller than him, but she also has more flesh and curves on her body.
He stared at her slender legs, his heart seemed to float up, and he recalled the changes that seemed irresistible to the parents who were hugging each other. It was the only way for children to become adults.
At this time, Song Yiran suddenly turned over, curled up her legs slightly
Chen Muyang came to his senses and immediately took her thin blanket from her bed. He wanted to cover her, but Song Yiran woke up.
Chen Muyang's hand was still frozen in the air. Song Yiran squinted in a daze, took the thin blanket and covered it with her body, and smiled unconsciously: Thank you, and then fell asleep again
Chen Muyang thought about it motionlessly, she seemed to have not smiled at him for a long time.
Moreover, only when he stands, she sits or lies, will he feel condescending
The stuffy and slumber of Huangmei sky soaked his heart, the air conditioner leaves continued to sweep the cool breeze, the calendar paper clattered, and the protagonist on the TV was crying.
Only he, standing quietly, staring at the legs with soft white light, fell into a strange dark valley
It seems like I returned to my previous home, with both the bizarre and gorgeous red lips and the gray yellow light wall
The picture gradually began to overlap, and finally it seemed like a tornado passed by in my mind, twisting and rolling the two overlapping pictures together
The red light of the TV was reflected on the boy's side face, and a few beads of sweat as big as beans suddenly burst and smashed down from the top of his head. He suddenly turned around and sank into the darkness of the room.
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