Fragrance of peaches and plums

Near noon, Wen Xi arrived as scheduled.He was too self-conscious about being a guest. He brought three or four copies of fruits and health products into the door, and he also carried a notebook under his arm, which Xia Zhengyu left in his dormitory yesterday.

"You're so polite, you even bring a gift!" Xia Zhengyu took over the big and small bags without being polite at all.

The notebook patted his head lightly, and Wen Xi's gaze was a bit meaningful.Xia Zhengyu had concealed his guilty conscience well, but he didn't hide it too much. He made a fuss and said, "So it's with you, I've been looking for it for a long time!"

Wen Xi listened, but did not expose him.

Grandma just came out of the kitchen. When she saw Wen Xi, she greeted him warmly and directed Xia Zhengyu to bring tea and water.After exchanging a few words and checking the time, it was almost lunch time, and I went back to eat dumplings. There were only two teachers and students left in the living room.

Xia Zhengyu shook his body from side to side twice like a tumbler, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Teacher, have you checked my notebook?"

Wen Xi looked at him sideways, and replied, "No."

Xia Zhengyu immediately drooped his brows and eyes, not hiding his disappointment, so that Wen Xi would know that he left the notebook on purpose for him to take a look.There are not any love letters in the notebook, just a few pictures of Wen Xi he drew casually.They are all Wenxi's daily work styles, which are easy to recognize.

He wants to "make progress", that's the way.Probing, teasing, walking on the edge of poking the window paper.He wanted to let Wen Xi understand, and also wanted to get some response, but he didn't dare to ask for a clear breakthrough.

If the teasing fails, he will have a little emotion.

Wen Xi looked at him, secretly hesitating whether to change his words.Of course he read the notebook, and he saw everything that should be seen.Logically speaking, he shouldn't cooperate with Xia Zhengyu's performance.But seeing the child's drooping expression, he unconsciously softened his heart.

"It's fine if you haven't turned it over, thank you for bringing it here." Xia Zhengyu casually threw the notebook on the sofa, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going to serve the dishes, you can wash your hands and prepare for dinner."

After finishing speaking, he sneaked a glance at Wen Xi from the corner of the eye, and then rushed to the kitchen.

Why is she so good at acting like a baby... Wen Xi couldn't laugh or cry, and his heart was stabbed by that glance.His heart, which was originally three points soft, is now divided into seven parts. After all, he followed Xia Zhengyu's wishes. He sat on the sofa and flipped through the notebook, admiring his cartoon image with great interest.

Xia Zhengyu leaned over after a while, and asked as if begging for a reward: "How is it, am I good at drawing?"

"Very good." Wen Xi looked up, looked him in the eyes and replied.

Xia Zhengyu pursed his lips into a smile, looked at him for a while, then bent his brows and eyes contentedly, and let his smile bloom.The atmosphere was not as ambiguous as imagined, but open and frank.

There seems to be an invisible line between each other, and they are sure that the person opposite has reached a tacit agreement with themselves, using the line as the boundary, and the point ends.At this moment, the happiness and satisfaction of being connected with each other is better than asking for a relationship confirmation, and better than simply "getting".

The lunch was exceptionally rich, thanks to Xia Zhengyu's previous preparations.After agreeing to cook for Wen Xi, he asked Wen Xi's favorite dishes one after another. Today, all the dishes at home were prepared according to the names of the dishes he asked.

Wen Xi, like all the young people who have just graduated, is not usually a person who eats well. Facing this table of serious meals, he is a little flattered.

"I heard that you are from Nanzhen. Nanzhen dumplings are the most famous in your area. I made some for you to try." Grandma pushed the dumplings in front of Wen Xi, "I made the dumplings today. You Nanzhen dumplings The ingredients are special, and Xiaoyu doesn’t know how to mix them. Xiaoyu is in charge of the rest. Our Xiaoyu has been sensible since he was a child. His parents have no time to take care of him. He cooks by himself. Whenever he is free, he will not let me do it. , don’t look at him as a boy, he’s actually a very good housekeeper!”

"Ahem!" Xia Zhengyu listened to the praise, and the more he listened to it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he looked at his grandma seriously, "Ms. Yan Weizhen, I am very happy that you praised me. But you should pay attention to the words you use, what is...very Housekeeper?"

Wen Xi smiled.

Xia Zhengyu glanced at him, and felt itchy for no reason.

Grandma made a thoughtful gesture cooperatively, said "oh", and changed the word: "very considerate."

slightly better.Xia Zhengyu reluctantly passed it, and said: "Our teacher pays attention to not talking when eating, and we don't talk when eating, so please stop bragging about me."

Grandma: "What is embarrassment?"

Xia Zhengyu: "...Okay, okay, anyway, just stop boasting."

Wen Xi kept looking at him, and the bases of his ears were itchy even more, and they were still warm, as if they were about to burn.

Then grandma really didn't talk anymore, and after the meal was over, she sent Xia Zhengyu to clean up the mess, and she took Wenxi to the balcony to talk.The balcony is full of flowers and plants of various colors, all of which are full of vitality, decorating the small space in a unique way.

She glanced into the kitchen and saw that Xia Zhengyu wasn't paying attention to them, so she said, "Mr. Wen, it's rare for you to come here. I want to tell you more about Xiaoyu, okay?"

Wen Xi can roughly figure out her intentions, so it's not difficult to say, but it is a bit hasty to explicitly accept her entrustment.His words were tactful: "You tell me, as his teacher, I will do my best to help wherever I can."

Grandma understood, smiled, and told him about Xia Zhengyu without being entangled.Sure enough, unlike the last time in the hospital where he focused on talking about his parents and family, what grandma told him this time was about Xia Zhengyu's "personal problems".

Maybe children who don't get enough love in their families have a common problem, that is, withdrawn.This kind of eccentricity, some people are taciturn, quiet and cowardly, and some people are full of prickles and reject people for thousands of miles.Xia Zhengyu was the latter, he didn't like to play with others, his temper was like a fireball, and he would get into trouble with others at every turn.

Such a person, once subdued by someone, will be determined.

The one who subdued Xia Zhengyu was one of his father's patients.

"His father is a patient. I have known him three or four years ago. He suffered from a blood disease. I don't remember the specifics. When he was admitted to the hospital in an emergency, he had to be transfused with platelets. The hospital lacked follow-up The model he fits in. Xiaoyu's father knew Xiaoyu's model and asked Xiaoyu to donate it..."

"Grandma!" Wen Xi abruptly considered what grandma said.

Grandma turned her head to look, and saw that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his expression was serious: "What's wrong?"

Wen Xi moved his lips, as if he had something to say in his mouth, but he turned around a thousand times, hesitating.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, with complicated eyes, and said softly: "Later Xiaoyu donated platelets to this patient, but because he was angry with his father, he never met the patient. The patient wrote him many letters , express gratitude to him, eh?"

Grandma listened and remained silent.

Wen Xi turned to look at her. There was no surprise on her face, but she was calm and clear: "I haven't been to the hospital since my son and daughter-in-law passed away. The last time I went there, I met their former friends and chatted with them. After getting up and chatting, I suddenly discovered that Xiaoyu had saved your life."

Sure enough, it was exactly as he had guessed.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was feeling sorry for this fate, or sighing for grandma's heart - just because Xia Zhengyu saved him, grandma felt that he should take care of Xia Zhengyu and satisfy Xia Zhengyu in the future?

"Teacher Wen, I don't intend to force you to repay Xiaoyu. Just listen to me and you will know." Grandma seemed to see his thoughts, and said with a light smile.

"You wrote him a lot of letters, but he didn't reply, but he was greatly affected by you. He was just awkward and never visited you, so he pestered me to go and see you for him. It's the one from the square outside the hospital to the side of the road. Duan Lu, on the day you were discharged from the hospital, I watched you go out and took a photo for him, only the back view, and he blamed me. Later, he played with a little object, which looked quite similar to you from behind. "

Wen Xi listened, speechless, with mixed emotions.

"If he knows who you are, how happy he would be." Grandma sighed, paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm old, I don't know how long I can be with him. He values ​​feelings. I only hope that what he likes He can win anything. It is a good thing for him to have more sustenance in his heart."

As she spoke, she held onto the chair and stood up.Wen Xi subconsciously went to help her, but she waved her hand to signal no need.Look past him and look across the kitchen.

"I've told you everything I know. Whether you want Xiaoyu to know or not is up to you." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the living room, shook his hands and shouted to the kitchen, "Xia Zhengyu, don't be lazy in reading, and follow me later." Your teacher goes back to school to make up lessons!"

Xia Zhengyu said "ah" and poked his head: "Then where are you going?"

"Don't worry about me, I'm busy!" She picked up a bunch of keys from the cabinet and went out.

Xia Zhengyu muttered something, turned off the tap, put the bowl back into the cupboard, dried his hands, and came out.Looking at Wen Xi, with a smile all over his face, he looked a little smug.It's like the feeling that a child invites a friend to play at home, and the parents take the initiative to leave space for them.

But Wenxi, a little friend, is not in the mood to play with him for the time being.

He stayed for a while, and then found a reason to say goodbye: "I have something to do at school this afternoon, and I have to go back and deal with it. Come over after four o'clock to make up lessons."

After hearing this, Xia Zhengyu didn't have the slightest doubt: "Then why didn't you say it earlier, and agreed to come over if you have something to do. It's past twelve o'clock now, do you want to hurry back?"

Wen Xi lowered his eyes, not looking at him: "Fortunately, I won't be late."

"Oh." Xia Zhengyu responded, turned around and picked up a bag from the fruit he brought, and handed it over, "You can take this back, my grandma can't eat that much."

Wen Xi obviously wanted to refuse, he didn't wait for anyone to speak, and immediately said: "You take it back, I can go to your place to eat at night, it's convenient."

After the reasons were finished, Wen Xi had no choice but to take it: "Okay."

Xia Zhengyu smiled happily and sent him all the way to the gate of the community.

Thinking of what grandma said just now, Wen Xi was inexplicably afraid to let Xia Zhengyu look at his back.He insisted on pushing the child back, watching him walk a long way before leaving by himself.

This paragraph you send me, I send you, it feels a bit sticky.Xia Zhengyu was afraid that he would think in a different direction, but now he didn't care whether he might misunderstand this kind of question.No matter how mature and stable he is on the podium, he is just a novice with only a handful of love experiences.

He needs to calm down.