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"Have you figured it out yet?" Dong Shuao said to Dong Mingcan with the calm helplessness of a middle-aged man in his upright voice.Fangzheng's living room was full of seats, and even Guo'er turned down the volume of the TV and raised his ears to listen.

When she heard her sister bowed her head and said: "This is more helpful for my study."

Dong Ziqiang persuaded him a few words, knowing that when his niece pouted, a few cows would not be able to move him, so he teased Zhao Ping next to him and asked her to speak: "Cancan has lived with us for a few years, why do you want to move to the house?" Go to school, and see that they are tall and white, and the food outside is not as good as at home." Automatically ignoring the matter of being thin, Zhao Ping didn't want the old man to complain that she didn't take good care of her granddaughter.

Wang Tingting also lowered her head and sighed at the side, her brows were furrowed high, and she was already feeling indebted to her daughter, but now she wants to stop it, or prevent Cancan from studying seriously: "You just live at your uncle's house." Her eyes lit up, and suddenly She raised her head and said to Dong Mingcan: "You want to live on campus, what about Xin'er who is traveling with you? Last time I said you were going back to Sichuan to study, she was so worried that she cried. He played well with you, look at you If she wants to move out, she will be even more reluctant, and you must also be reluctant to part with her, so don't move, okay?"

"Don't worry, Mom, I will take good care of myself, and I will go back to my uncle's house on the weekend..." The people present saw Dong Mingcan's indisputable expression, lowered their eyes and looked up at them with a smile, their eyes were as clear as a torch , also lost the tongue to persuade again.

If it were the same as before, when she was in the fifth grade, Dong Mingcan would waver when she saw everyone frowning because of her, just as she didn't go to Beijing for any studies or knowledge, but simply didn't want to see her father. Mom's worried face because she was worried about her future.But, later, she realized that the sadness was only temporary, and maybe Xia Ningxin would also be troubled by losing a playmate who accompanied her every day, but it was only temporary.

"Let's do this." Looking at the powerful source of vicissitudes, Dong Lingzheng's wrinkled old face was probably flushed from the fire, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes showed a fan-shaped gully: "You will be lonely without Cancan, and I will be lonely." I’ll just stay with you for a while, I’m tired of staying in Sichuan.”

Pfft, Dong Guoer's deflated and raised lips made a puffing sound.Dong Ling was holding his eyelids and gouged her out. He was so at ease that he didn't care what the young people around him said on their brows. He gently lifted the stove at his feet to the landline, and quietly closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Dong Shuao saw that his father silently agreed, although it was for Aunt Qiu in the compound.Looking at her daughter with a determined face, she agreed with a hum.

The adults' mood recovered quickly, and they all dispersed to do their own things.Dong Mingcan wanted to pack up his luggage and take things to the dormitory, but Guo'er forced her to comfort her and gave her a few red envelopes before seeing him well.

"Sister, did you move out because you had a fight with Xia Ningxin?" Putting it in her bag, Guo'er blinked at her sister with her big innocent eyes, which were slender than Dong Mingcan's. Eye shape, Guoer is relatively oval-shaped, Dong Mingcan looked at it in a daze, and felt that the emotion in Guoer's eyes was very similar to someone.

Being so close to the stove, Dong Mingcan's eyes were sore from the heat, and she leaned closer to where Dong Ling was sitting. The smell of the old man made her feel at ease, her hands were hot, she stuffed them into her bag, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "It's all over. .”

The past, some of the past can never get over.The rain never stops falling unless the air pressure ceases to circulate.The wind never stops blowing the rudder unless the air is no longer moving.

The wind and rain covered up the sunny weather, and all Dong Mingcan's luggage was only clothes and some odds and ends, and the suitcase was not full.Before returning to Beijing, it contained Xia Ningxin's favorite snacks, and there will be no more in the future.The suitcases rolled over the ground gently in the waiting room, and the familiar modern lobby was full of modernity. Dong Mingcan had no intention of admiring the architecture.When Grandpa, Guoer, Uncle, Auntie, and Pan'er stepped on the plane, their faces were full of casual smiles, as if they were not flying now, as if they were not in their hometown now, as if they were just sitting out of the compound. I took the bus and now I'm back.

The torrential rain before the departure made Wang Tingting worried. Seeing that the departure time was up, her daughter's phone was turned off, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the raindrops became thinner. You are worried, and now I am sending her to a boarding house!"

Putting his arms around his wife's slightly trembling shoulders, Dong Shu'ao's business-like voice pressed the temperature: "That's good too, to exercise her independent character."

"Not independent enough, now she is not like when she was a child, how can she care about me as a mother." Wang Tingting's lips are similar to Dong Mingcan's, thin and moist under the Yingying light.She softly angrily hammered Dong Shuao's broad back with two palms, covered her sigh with thick eyebrows, Dong Shuao comforted and closed his wife's little fist, they cuddled intimately, looked at the plane in the sky through the window, and mingled with the black pigeons not far away In the blue sky with light clouds.

I didn't feel sleepy at all last night. I wanted to put my sleepiness on the return journey. I closed my eyes and leaned on the soft airplane seat. Dong Mingcan scratched her nose with a fingerbone, and there seemed to be a faint scent of lavender in the air .School starts the day after tomorrow, and I will spend the day with Xia Ningxin tomorrow, separated by windows and walls, so it should be fine.

As soon as you get off the plane, the wind welcomes you warmly.In the evening, the sky was blue and pink, and the sunset on the edge of the western mountain was light yellow. Dong Mingcan and Zhang Paner looked up together, each carrying their bags and pushing boxes, just like a family returning home after going out for fun.

Dong Mingcan asked Guoer to drag her suitcase, and she helped Paner carry her things home first.

"Well, since it's Sister Pan'er, I'll take you home for you." Guo'er pretended to be struggling, pulling Dong Mingcan's big black box and running towards her grandfather, her red bat sleeves dangling back and forth. , Turn around and say goodbye to them both.

"Thank you." Zhang Pan'er showed some silver teeth and giggled, covered his mouth with his fingers as a microphone, and gave it to Guo'er who ran a few meters.

Taking the suitcase from Zhang Pan'er's hand, Dong Mingcan lifted it much lighter than his own: "Thank you for what you say to her, and if you say it, I will say it."

Zhang Pan'er didn't answer, just laughed softly, her hair was curled around her shoulders, today she was wearing her New Year's clothes, it was also red all over, but it was much better than Guo'er's tacky grandma red.The red and white plaid pants are paired with a short red woolen cloth, and the scarf is as white as her face, and her gentle temperament has a haughtiness that is not kitsch.

Walking towards the taxi, after putting away their luggage and getting into the car, the driver asked them where they were going in fluent Beijing dialect. Zhang Paner gave a street name, and Dong Mingcan asked, "I saw you before. I don’t wear red very much, why did I wear it today.” Asked honestly to pass the time.

Zhang Pan'er rolled her eyelashes and glanced at her: "Wear it if you're happy."

"Cancan, you don't understand me at all." Zhang Pan'er pursed her lips with anger, pretending not to mean it.

"I, I should be okay." He couldn't breathe, because Dong Mingcan really felt that he didn't know her much, especially after she told herself that she liked her.

"You don't even know where I live. If it was someone else, you would know."

The term "others" is very broad, and both of them subconsciously point to one person.With dry lips, Zhang Pan'er saw her smiling apologetically at herself, wondering who caused the slight frown between her eyebrows.Immediately bypassing the circle, said softly: "However, it doesn't matter if you know now."

Arms are encircled, and from the corner of the eye, you can still catch a glimpse of the speeding car window and the street scene. Dong Mingcan told himself to face Zhang Pan'er with the mentality of a friend, but his eyes were fixed on her face that was very similar to someone, The light in the eyes was floating and the street lamps were rippling, and the sound of muttering came into his ears.She didn't know how to deal with it, whether to let Zhang Pan'er continue to lean on her shoulder, or to push it away and say why.She couldn't explain Daoming's relationship, she really didn't want to go through it again.

Fortunately, the engine in the trunk was turned off, the lights in the front seat were turned on, and the master said in a rough voice, "Here we are."

The elevator apartment skyrocketed up, and the golden mirror glass showed the figures of the two. Dong Mingcan was carrying a large bag on his back and was holding Mickey's suitcase in his hand, and Zhang Paner was carrying a small black sachet.One long black and one short red, compared to the height in the elevator mirror: "I really look like your bodyguard." The thin cheekbones are slightly plump after returning home, and Dong Mingcan is quite emotional when he sees Zhang Pan'er's red lips, white and round teeth.

"Oh, then I have to give you a reward."

Ding, the elevator opens.

Swipe the card to enter the room. Zhang Pan'er's home is a hotel-style apartment. As soon as the door is opened, the lights come on, and the room seems to have been quiet for decades.The living room is resplendent and resplendent, with a sofa king seat, covered with a bright yellow gray blanket.Zhang Pan'er was choked by the dust in the air and coughed twice: "My parents haven't come back yet."

Dong Mingcan frowned, didn't he mean to come back first?

"They often quarrel, and they also quarrel this time when we go back to our hometown. My dad told me to come back first with my mom, and my mom told me to come back with my dad first. In the end...you don't think I lied to you, do you?" The light slowly Open them up and shine on the lifeless furniture.The color is obviously very warm, but Zhang Pan'er's voice lightly casts shadows on it.

Dong Mingcan's heart was seized in an instant. Seeing her performing consecrations in familiar places one by one in the dark light, and finally walking in her room full of dolls, she shook her head: "How could that be."

Empathy is not a pseudonym, Pan'er, she must have been alone in this dim and cold light many times.

The author has something to say:

In a few hours it will be 2018

my wish is

To protect every fairy who reads my article

Fairy skirts will grow stronger in the coming year

——I hope you will enjoy the world more when you wake up every day