Wine Stuffed Peach

The family ate lunch absent-mindedly. The old man went back to his room to sleep, and Si Yue evacuated after him. When he returned to the room, he rummaged out the paints and brushes left before, spread out the tools and began to create.

However, if he is proud in love and frustrated in painting, he is destined not to have a stable creative environment.

Relatives from all walks of life brought their children to make the old man happy. They all pretended to be good all morning, and finally waited for the old man to go to the innermost room to take a nap. It became an amusement park, with cousins ​​chasing cats and dogs with water guns, making a lot of noise.

Si Yue had no sympathy, and went out with a cold face to scare people. The cats and dogs were scared away, but the child fell down and sat in front of his door crying loudly.

Noisier.

He looked at the water stains all over the floor and the water gun that was too bright, and lifted him up with a sullen mouth.

Coincidentally, this troublemaker happened to be Si Hao's younger brother. Si Yue was going to throw him directly to his parents, but he was slightly taken aback when his eyes touched those fat feet.

Grandpa is right, Xiacheng is indeed not as hot as Nanqi, it is still sunny at noon, and the outdoor temperature is no different from the windy playground of Nanqi No. [-] Middle School last night.But the child was greedy for the coolness, so he threw off his sandals secretly, and ran around barefoot on the ground. His white and tender feet were wet from stepping on water, and turned red along the edge.

In a trance for a moment, he thought that his feet were stepping on the football field at the carnival night.

Si Yue hugged the child to the window sill and sat down, supported his feet with his warm palms, and found that the bright red patch was not frozen, and the white skin only looked cold, but it was actually warm to the touch.

He heaved a sigh of relief belatedly, and picked up the little worry he put aside last night, as if the corners of his mouth had been softened by the breath of his boyfriend who was thousands of miles away, he lowered his head and wiped the child's feet with a smile drops of water on.

The little cousin mistakenly thought that the tenderness in the corners of the big brother's eyes and brows was for him, so he stopped crying and reached out to pull Si Yue's hair without fear of death.

When his mother who heard the movement and rushed over saw this picture, she immediately stopped his criminal hand in fear of death: "How can you pull my brother's hair indiscriminately! Apologize to my brother!"

"Ask someone to come and mop the floor," Si Yue said lightly, "There's water everywhere, it's easy to fall."

"Okay, okay, I see." She took the child back to put on her shoes, Si Yue turned and went back to the room, pretending not to see Si Yi who also strolled over.

The breathing light on the phone flickered on and off, Si Yue washed his hands and unlocked it, and found a bunch of messages from Ning Sui.

The embarrassment of being exposed just now is in the past. Ning Sui described his meeting with Xia Rong with pictures and texts, including what he ate at noon and where he went after eating. It was a live broadcast of the whole process.

The latest ones are photos of Nanqi No. [-] Lieutenant Colonel's gate, and Ning Sui's ruthless complaints.

Ning Sui: My mother said she didn’t miss me at all, but I just took her mobile phone to like my circle of friends, and found out that her mobile phone password is still my birthday

Ning Sui: Lying skills are too bad, I look down on her

Ning Sui: So I decided to buy her some delicious food to nourish her brain

Si Yue stared at the last few lines and read them several times, then went to give Ning Sui a thumbs up on Jiugongge Moments, then took out the finished monthly exam paper from his schoolbag, pulled out a pen with a tense face, turned around and went out I found his father who was still standing in the corridor.

Under Si Yi's surprised gaze, he slapped the near-perfect paper on the table, and said unnaturally: "This... the teacher said to ask the parents to sign."

Si Yi signed the autograph more unnaturally than him, and asked a few things about the school without end. I have something to do, and left while fake coughing.

On the way back to the room holding the paper, Si Yue's phone vibrated. He clicked on it, and the message came from his father. Here you go, keep it yourself."

The screen of the mobile phone folded the bright sunlight into his eyes, igniting Si Yue's suppressed sleepiness for a long time. He yawned and closed the door, fell on the bed and covered himself with the quilt, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his relaxed mouth.

He once thought that sorrow would take root, and the clouds would cover the sky and the rain would rustle from then on.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes and looked up, the sun was shining, and the sun was still filled with peaches.

...

"Oh, stop playing with your phone, you've been playing all the way," Rong Xia tapped Ning Sui's nose with a straw, "Who are you chatting with so much energy?"

"It's... I'm at the same table," Ning Sui took a photo of the drink in his hand and sent it to Si Yue, then wiped some cold mist from the outer wall of the drink on his eyes, "I came up with this one, try it How about a taste?"

He didn't sleep all night last night. Although he is still not sleepy at all as if he had been injected with chicken blood, his eyes are a bit dry.

"What good things can you come up with," Xia Rong said with a look of contempt, "Your father's cooking is delicious, but unfortunately you didn't inherit any of it."

Ning Sui pointed to the promotional page to prove to himself: "These best-selling models are all from my inventions, if you don't believe me, you can ask them."

The clerk who knew the truth smiled and said, "Yes, you came up with it."

The boss is only in charge of imagining, in order to turn his unappreciated ideas into popular hits, who knows how many hairs on the head of the bartender are original.

"Is Yan Song okay now? Your aunt and the others are doing pretty well in business. I saw it downstairs in our community that day," Xia Rong sighed, and asked again, "Hey, your father and his new girlfriend how's it going?"

"What's your love?" Ning sipped his drink casually, "it's none of my business."

The mother and son chatted while walking, and when they arrived at Sanmu, Ning Sui had the stinking capital again: "Look, did you see, I also designed this perfume, your son is so talented, he is destined to turn out to create miracles. "

"Isn't it just a dog's nose, and it turned out to be born out of nowhere?" How else can distance create beauty? Xia Rong, who was crying for her son on the phone, is completely different when she meets her, "Again Blow it down, you will be beaten to death on the street when you go out carefully."

"Listen, is this what a mother should say?" Ning Sui couldn't hold back, "Mom, don't talk about me, I think you are more dangerous, your pheromones are flickering today, sometimes I even I almost can't smell it, is your mouth too poisonous to hurt yourself?"

"You're the one who's poisonous," Xia Rong slapped him on the back, "Your nose isn't working."

"How is it possible that my nose..." Ning Sui froze in the middle of speaking.

He stopped abruptly, stood on the bustling Luyuan Street and looked around, only then did he realize that not only could he not smell Xia Rong's pheromone, but also what kind of aroma the food wafted from in the distance. He couldn't smell the gender of the pedestrians passing by.

Reluctantly, he didn't smell Si Yue that night when the power went out, he didn't notice the change of Alpha pheromone next to him when he was playing games, and he couldn't find his classmates on the playground. In the beginning, one after another, the clues that had been forewarned were connected together, pulling him out of the deep-rooted habit and leading him to a certain answer that should be taken for granted.

His sense of smell gradually became stronger after his illness, and it is likely that it will return to normal as his body recovers.

"What's the matter, did you see your classmate?" Seeing him standing there looking around, Xia Rong asked casually.

"No... I just suddenly remembered that there are a lot of homework this time." Ning Sui looked away, deliberately showing an exaggerated bitter face, "Why are there so many, high school students have no human rights!"

Xia Rong comforted him very perfunctorily: "High school is not good, university is good. If you go to university, you will have no homework."

Ning moved his mouth and said fart.

Later, Xia Rong asked him something, and he answered instinctively, forgetting the last word after saying the next word, thinking about his ineffective dog nose.

He comforted himself with complicated emotions, but it was just returning the disturbed beads to their original positions, what's the big deal?He has picked up supernatural powers for so many years in vain, and touched a field that ordinary people can't set foot in a lifetime, so he should be satisfied.

There is no time to digest this sudden change yet, Ning Sui didn't tell anyone about it, he suppressed his thoughts and concentrated on playing with Xia Rong in Nanqi City for three days.

On the afternoon of the last day of the vacation, Xia Rong took out two pieces of clothes and a few small things from the suitcase and handed them to Ning Sui: "Here, I bought them for you. Mom will take you home later. Remember to finish your homework. ah?"

Ning Sui took the clothes, bent down and put the pheromone perfume made for Rong Xia into the suitcase, and said, "I'll take you to the airport."

"Okay, the airport is so far away, it takes a lot of time to go back and forth." As soon as Xia Rong zipped up, Ning Sui took the suitcase away, and stuffed himself into the car without any explanation: "I will pick it up. Send, this is called a beginning and an end."

"...Okay, okay, whatever you want." Of course, Xia Rong couldn't bear to part with her son, so she let him go.

After completing the check-in procedures, the mother and son hugged and said goodbye at the security checkpoint. Xia Rong said, "You are going to celebrate the New Year with your dad this year, so we can only see you next year."

"En." Ning Sui nodded in response, "Mom, goodbye."

Xia Rong patted his shoulder, and went in without looking back.

Ning Sui stood where he was and watched her leave, and his heart gradually became more at ease.

He took out his mobile phone and sent Si Yue a message: "My mother has gone back, when is your flight?"

Si Yue's last reply was two days ago, saying that he wanted to paint, and then there was no news, and he didn't know if he was eaten by a pen fairy.

After 5 minutes, Si Yue did not reply.

Ning opened Moments with a bored place. Everyone had a good time during the National Day holiday. He had been in Moments for a long time and it was not yesterday. He wasted traffic while waiting for someone's news reminder.

After 10 minutes, Bixian still hasn't spit out someone.

Probably because he was busy, Si Yue seemed to seldom go back to his hometown, Ning Sui didn't want to be too unreserved, so he quit WeChat.

Then he rolled his eyes like a thief, pulled the contact interface to S and clicked it randomly, pretending to call someone by coincidence.

While waiting for the answer, Ning Sui cleared his throat artificially and swallowed his saliva, and even licked his lips five, six, seven or eight times.

Finally, when a familiar voice came from the opposite side, he immediately forgot all his reservations and euphemisms, and asked straightforwardly, "What have you been doing these two days?"

Si Yue seemed to have just woken up, the words he hummed from his chest became a bit more vague amidst the rustling voice: "Painting, I didn't pay attention to the time."

"You didn't paint for a day and a night, and you just lay down and slept for a while, right?" Ning Sui was a little surprised, "What are you painting, so fascinated?"

"...bottle, blueprints," he seemed to turn over, the microphone rubbed against the pillow, his voice still hoarse, "I drew a lot."

"Then..." Ning Sui wanted to say not to bother him anymore, but selfishness prevailed, "Then when will you come back?"

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "I will go to school tomorrow, don't forget."

"I haven't forgotten, I've asked for leave," Si Yue naturally understood what he meant, and smiled happily, "I still have something to do here, and I may not be able to go back until tomorrow night."

When I come back tomorrow night, I will definitely not be able to catch up with the evening self-study, that is, I will see you in the morning the day after tomorrow.

Ning Sui curled his lips, a little wilted: "Okay, I see."

He stopped thinking, obediently went home and buried himself in his homework until after twelve o'clock in the evening, and finally finished it in a hurry.

Ning Duan was on a business trip for the past few days, and he was alone at home. He took a shower and changed into the clothes Xia Rong bought for him. After thinking about going to school tomorrow, he would wear a school uniform to raise the flag, and then took off the clothes and folded them and put them on the bedside.

He opened the drawer to put the gadgets Xia Rong gave him, but he saw the group photo lying on the right side of the drawer. On it, a young couple was sitting at the dining table with a child in their arms. The table was full of hearty dishes. meals.

He kept this photo in his album all the time, it wasn't him who put it, that's...

Ning Sui stroked the smiling faces of the family of three in the photo with his fingers, thinking of Ning Duan sitting alone in an empty room looking at the photos when he was going to school, his heart was indescribably sour.

In the two years when Ning Duan and Xia Rong just divorced, he often hid in the house and secretly flipped through the photo albums. Later, he hid the photo albums in the deepest drawer and didn't want to read more. If he hadn't caught a glimpse of eight years ago today, he would have almost I forgot what Ning Duan looked like when he was young. Xia Rong was not as thin as she is today, and her makeup could no longer cover the wrinkles on her face.

The yellowed photo retained the happiness that once belonged to the family of three. Ning Sui couldn't see his age in the photo, but he remembered that this photo was taken eight years ago and it was the last photo of their family together.

Eight years ago, Ning Sui had just been discharged from the hospital, and he felt uncomfortable all day long. He could only have a moment of peace when he slept. Ning Duan quit his job as a restaurant chef and stayed at home with his son. As soon as Xiao Ning Sui woke up, he changed his mind Give him good food.

On the contrary, Xia Rong stayed in the hospital all day long, guarding the gland department in a daze, asking eight hundred times a day about how to treat her son's illness.

Finally, colleagues told her helplessly that the disease could not be cured, and the hospital leaders couldn't bear to talk to her. She kept crying with red eyes. After crying, she wiped her tears and said that she would resign and change to study glands.

The big guys came to persuade her to keep her, saying that she is the most promising ophthalmologist in the hospital, as long as she continues to do it and earn enough money, sooner or later she will be able to wait for the emergence of new technologies and medicines; Geshan, she is a person in her 30s, and now she can't learn anything by switching to the gland, it's a waste of time.

Xia Rong didn't listen at all, and anyone who tried to persuade her would only have one sentence.

"I want to save my son."

She made up her mind, and when she returned home that afternoon, she listened to Ning Duan's command and made a meal, and put the camera on the TV to take pictures at regular intervals.

She hugged Ning Sui and fed him one bite at a time, and then told him, Ning Sui, mom and dad are getting divorced, and she is leaving here to study in a better city. Just follow Dad and be obedient.

She talked and cried again, shaking her hands and throwing all the bowls and chopsticks on the ground, she said that mother can't bear you, but mother can't help it, I don't know what to do in the future, it's hard for you to follow me.

That night Ning Sui was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep, but he endured it silently and kept listening to the movement outside the door.

He heard his father whispering that he was going to do business with his friends to make money, and his mother was walking around doing laundry and tidying up.

When the pain subsided a little, he ran out of bed and lay down by the door to peek.

The warm yellow light in the living room is as warm as usual, the only difference is that my mother turned on the heater, and she held the freshly washed clothes to dry slowly, and the misty steam rose from the clothes and face, which never broke.

Later, he accidentally fell asleep. When he woke up, it was not yet full light, and the room was already empty. He looked at the new clothes folded at the end of the bed, and cried out heartbreakingly for Mom, but he never heard of it again. people answer.

Even if Ning Duan came back after seeing off Xia Rong and hugged him all the time, he still couldn't forget that eerily quiet morning, and since then, he couldn't bear the person he cared about to leave when he couldn't see him.

Fortunately, the cocooned flesh and blood can grind all the sharp pains into secret coldness, Ning Sui took a deep breath and put the photos back into the album.

After many years, in fact, he can't remember the mood at that time, only remember the tears and blurred vision.

Maybe it was because I was too young at that time and my face hadn't opened yet, so I blamed myself for having too many tears. Later, my face opened up and I was able to handle things, so I didn't shed so many tears again.

The autumn night wind was chilly, and he lay on the bed a little tired, his head and feet turned upside down, and he didn't need any pillows. He just put his face on the new clothes and fell asleep in a daze.

The author has something to say:

Did I throw a knife?No, I don't admit it.

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Yuhui. 7 bottles; You can't see me 3 bottles; Lanting 1 bottle;