[Comprehensive] Beauty is difficult to cross

When it came to this topic, Yachen's expression froze, but he still talked about it one by one.

The story happened in the early spring of [-].

One morning when it rained lightly, Nami Asahina woke up early and encountered a strange thing.

After the heavy rain the night before, there was still rain on the ground, and the soil in the flower bed next to the apartment was washed by the rain, and the smell of the soil after the rain faintly exuded.And the cherry blossoms, which were already at the end of the flowering season, experienced a merciless blow from the rain all night. The petals were scattered all over the ground, and the fragrance had long since disappeared.

From the beginning to the end, Meihe thought that day was just an ordinary day, getting up in the morning to prepare breakfast, and sending her husband and sons out after eating.

However, when she sent her husband downstairs, she heard the slight sobbing sound of a child at the exit of the apartment.

Her movements froze all of a sudden, and her husband looked over suspiciously, "Meihe, what's wrong?"

"Honey, did you hear the baby cry?"

"No." The man was afraid that she would not believe him, so he walked around, "Did you mishear Yusuke's crying? The child is on the third floor."

"Maybe." Being persuaded by her husband, Meihe herself also felt that she had heard it wrong.The man went to the underground garage to pick up the car, Meihe stood by the door and waited for a while.

Suddenly, the cry of the child sounded again.This time was no different than before, first she sobbed a few times in a low voice, and just when Meihe thought she had heard wrong again, the crying suddenly became louder, and upon listening carefully, it could be called howling.

It's not wrong this time, absolutely not!

Her husband's car came into the corner of her eyes, Meihe didn't care to wave goodbye to her husband, and hurriedly turned around to follow the crying to find the child.

"Meihe!"

The slightly annoyed voice of her husband came from behind, but Meihe didn't bother to pay attention to it.

——She turned around and walked around to the flower bed, only to see a little doll with a delicate face lying under the cherry blossom tree that was only three years old.

Meihe will always remember that at that time, the remaining petals from the cherry blossom tree fell with the wind and fell on the child's closed eyes. The child seemed not to have expected this unexpected situation. He was startled, opened his eyes immediately, and opened his arms wide. laugh it out.

******

"Qinghe, Xiaoqinghe, from today onwards, we are a family." Meihe stood outside the ward, waving at the sleeping child through the glass window. She knew that the girl was asleep, but she still felt a sense of anxiety in her heart. warmth.

I knew her name because there was a note hidden in the quilt that was used to wrap her up to prevent her from catching the cold. The handwriting was not ugly, but two words were written clearly - Qinghe.

I don't know what her old surname was, but from now on, her only surname is "Asahina".

Even though he was wrapped in a thick bedding, Qinghe was a child after all. He caught cold overnight and had been in the hospital for seven or eight days.

Meihe has eleven sons, but she has no daughter. She had been looking forward to a daughter for a long time, and Qinghe appeared in front of Asahina's family when the cherry blossoms were all gone. The whole family believed that it was God's will, so they adopted her.

Meihe couldn't wait for Qinghe to be discharged from the hospital and quickly completed the procedures.

After returning home from the hospital, a group of lively kids gathered around, "Mom, mom, how is little sister?"

Meihe smiled mysteriously: "Guess."

Chun stepped forward and hugged Meihe's arm and did not let go, pestering her coquettishly: "Mom, tell me, tell me."

"Really?"

"Really." Chun seemed to be worried about Meihe's disbelief, and nodded heavily.

Meihe was relieved that her sons did not feel disgusted that she would have an unfamiliar child, which made her very happy, so she no longer hung her curiosity about the child and replied generously: "Xiao Qinghe will be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow."

"Really?" Tsubaki was surprised, waving her hands and feet and threw herself at her twin brother, "Azusa, do you hear, I'm going to have a younger sister."

Azusa smiled helplessly: "Yes. I am also very happy."

"Mom, I'm going to pick up my little sister when she leaves the hospital." Chun said that the wind is like the rain, and soon ran to Meihe to ask for credit.

"But don't you have to go to school the day after tomorrow? I heard that your teacher is very strict? Mom doesn't want to be called to the tripartite talks anymore." Meihe showed distress, obviously hesitating whether to accept Tsubaki's proposal.

Azusa, who knew his brother's virtue, stepped forward and silently dragged away Tsubaki, who was dancing with excitement, "Tsubaki, I won't cover you for skipping class."

"Hey——" Chun looked at Meihe from the left, and Azusa from the right, thinking of the teacher at school who always had a grim expression when he saw him, she immediately drooped her ears, nodded, and gave up her proposal with resentment.

After getting rid of the overzealous Tsubaki, Miwatomo's sixteen-year-old eldest son, Masami, nodded slightly.

******

Accompanied by Yachen Wensheng's narration, a picture flashed in Qinghe's mind.

In his memory, the first time he was reincarnated was full of bitterness, and the second time he experienced too many complicated things in the world, but he clearly remembered the third time, when he was taken home by Ya Chen.

At the beginning of April, all the flowers on the cherry blossom trees withered, leaving only the greenery on the treetops.The leaves move against the wind, and the sunlight in early spring pours down from the gaps in the leaves, leaving large or small apertures on the ground.

The scenery flashed before my eyes, and I couldn’t count how many identical streets and buildings I saw. The breeze and sunlight passed through the lowered car windows and landed on the two people who were embracing and sleeping in the back seat.

The girl doesn't take life like his own brother, the first time Yachen saw her, she showed friendliness, smiled sweetly, and threw herself into the boy's arms in the next second.

Qinghe relies on the eldest son, and Meihe can't help being jealous.

The driver reminds you to reach your destination.

Yachen woke up his mother, straightened the girl's clothes, and whispered softly in her ear: "Qinghe, you're home." Then he hugged her tightly and got out of the car.

In the living room on the fifth floor, the rest of the brothers in the family had already gathered together. As soon as Yachen's figure appeared, the brothers all gathered around him.

The brothers were chattering and making noise.

"Qinghe just came home, don't make noise, it will scare her." Yachen worried that Qinghe would be scared, and comforted his brother, "Qinghe just came back, let her rest and play with her again, okay? "

Maybe it was because he was just a child, at that time he just felt nestled in Yachen's arms, and the black crowd he saw in front of him was too numerous to count.

Of course, Qinghe's first reaction was to cry.

At that time, her brother who was younger than Qinghe was not yet born, so she completed the meeting with the first eleven brothers in a tearful situation.

Chun cleared his throat, "I'm your fifth brother, Asahina Tsubaki, Nene, little sister, can you call me brother?"

As soon as Chun finished speaking, Zi slapped her on the head, "Idiot, my little sister is one year old and can't speak yet."

Tsubaki who accidentally exposed his IQ: "..."

Azusa took a step forward, showing a friendly smile, "Hello little sister, I am your sixth brother, Azusa."

At this time, a group of young people appeared behind Azusa and introduced themselves in turn.

"I'm Seventh Man, Zao."

"Qinghe, little sister, I'm Liusheng, eight men."

"Yeah—I'm Kuon, Subaru."

The last one, being hugged in his arms, looked at her with a smile: "Qizhi, ten men."

This is the frightened Qinghe: "..."

A boy with gold-rimmed glasses was frantically coaxing a crying child about her age. Yachen lowered his head and smiled slightly: "Qinghe, that's your second brother Youjing, and your... twin brother, Yusuke."

To poke Qinghe's fleshy cheek, Qinghe suddenly stopped crying, his eyes looked at his fingers curiously, and he was about to laugh: "I am your third brother, yes."

With his backhand, he pointed at the boy who sat on the sofa and didn't participate in the self-introduction from the beginning to the end, "Your fourth brother is just a nerd, ignore him."

Qinghe's response was that after crying loudly, he blew out a big bubble.

Yachen smiled: "Qinghe is so good."

Qinghe blinked and smiled at him.

-16.08.25