gentle fairy tale

In early autumn, the sky is blue and clean.

The golden osmanthus blooms in the garden, small fragrant golden flowers emerge from the dark green leaves, and a sweet fragrance floats in the air.

The door of the room opened, and the hostess led the two children out, speaking softly and smiling: "Dongdong, you are here to play with your sister, and mother is going to make breakfast. Be good, it's in the yard, don't go on the road. "

The little boy wore a pair of black-rimmed eyes, quiet and introverted: "Okay, Mom."

With a click, the door closed.

He turned his head slowly and smiled at the girl: "Come on sister, I'll play with you."

The little girl took a step back slowly, a little nervously on guard.

The boy suddenly got angry and pushed her down: "Who told you to come to my house!"

He pushed her down, but it wasn't enough, he knelt down, grabbed a handful of stones and threw them at her: "This is my home! Why did you come here! Do you want to take my parents away!"

He studies hard every day, wants to be their pride, wants to get all the love from his parents - but why, why did she snatch his parents away as soon as she came?

Yu Mian covered her face with her hands, and bit her lips tightly.

"Say it, say it or not, tell me that you are wrong, you are a little bastard no one wants, and I won't beat you in the future?"

The girl's small face was tense, her chin was raised, her expression was stubborn, and she remained silent.

"Dongdong! Baby, the cake is ready, come and eat with my sister."

The gentle and sweet voice of the hostess came from the room. The little boy was quiet for a moment, pushed his glasses lightly, and spoke in a pleasant voice: "Okay, here we come!"

He gave Yu Mian a hard look: "Go in."

Yu Mian slowly got up from the ground, the pink coat was stained with dirt, she lowered her head to pat off the dirt as she walked forward...

"Mumbling."

"Mianmian?"

The child stopped in his footsteps, turned his head in disbelief, and blinked. Through the iron gate, she saw... Aunt Pei.

But she didn't run towards her this time, she just showed a sweet smile, waved her hand, then turned around, followed the little boy forward, and entered the room.

She seems to be doing fine...

If she hadn't seen her being pushed down across the road, seeing all the stones falling on her, seeing the red corners of her eyes

Pei Songxi took a deep breath, dialed Wei Yi, and rang the doorbell vigorously.

The hostess wore an apron, looked out, and asked her son to open the door: "It's Miss Pei. Dongdong, go and open the door for the guests."

The little boy nodded obediently, and went to open the door. Seeing the stranger's cold face, he took a step back in fear: "My mother is making breakfast...please wait a moment."

Pei Songxi stared at him, eyes as cold as ice: "Where's Yu Mian?"

"... She, she went back to the room."

Pei Songxi resisted the urge to touch the child, walked inside, and asked the hostess, "Where is the room?"

"In the small room on the second floor...what's the matter, Miss Pei?"

Pei Songxi sneered, pulled the little boy over and pushed him into her arms: "Ask your son, and you'll know what's wrong!"

She didn't say any more, went upstairs, and when she reached the door of the small room, she breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly held the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

With a creak, an inch of sunlight leaked in through the crack of the door.

The small room is warm and clean, with pink wallpaper, a white desk, and two plush bear dolls at the end of the bed.With her back facing the door, Yu Mian lay on the bed, her small body curled up into a small ball, as if she was sobbing softly.

At this time, Wei Yi and the host also hurried over.

The hostess was a little dissatisfied: "Miss Pei came to see the child, and we didn't stop it. Why did you have to push Dongdong just now, and the child almost fell. Can you talk well if you have something to say?"

Pei Songxi gave her a cold look.

The male owner received a call from Wei Yi on the way back, and he probably knew the reason, so he hugged his wife and apologized: "I'm sorry, Miss Pei, we didn't discipline the children well. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Would you like to see if Yu Mian is injured first? I will definitely..."

Pei Songxi interrupted him softly: "There is no future."

Wei Yi understood, and reached out to stop the two of them: "Mr. Ding, Mrs. Ding, please come out and chat."

It was finally quiet outside the room.

The child kept facing the wall, neither turned nor spoke.

Pei Songxi sighed softly, walked slowly to the bed, reached out to touch Yu Mian's shoulder, but the movement stopped in mid-air... She saw clearly that Mian Mian was curled up into a small ball, hugging her tightly... ...is that orange.

The sweet fruit that was originally bright and clean is now shriveled and shrunk into a small one, but she hugs it like she is hugging her whole world.

Pei Songxi lowered his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes concealing his emotions.

Her hand dropped, went over the back of the child's neck, and hugged her up: "Mianmian."

The child leaned against her arms, with his cheeks buried on her shoulders, and it took a while before he spoke: "... Aunt Pei."

Pei Songxi patted her on the back lightly: "Sleep for a while."

Pei Songxi held her with one hand, looked around, picked up her schoolbag and walked out.

In the corridor, Wei Yi was talking to Mr. Ding and his wife: "Mr. Ding, Mrs. Ding. We reserve all the rights to pursue legal responsibility. Please understand."

When Mrs. Ding saw Pei Songxi carrying the little girl out, she was a little ashamed: "We really don't know...I'm sorry, but we really like Mianmian, can you consider..."

"Not consider."

Pei Songxi's voice was indifferent, and his indifferent eyes swept past her and fell on the little boy named Dongdong: "You, come here."

The child took a step back, but the bodyguard brought by Wei Yi grabbed his clothes and threw him over. He sat on the ground and cried, "You...what are you doing! Dad! Mom! It's a crime to beat someone!"

"I won't hit you." Pei Songxi smiled slightly on his always cold face, and bent slightly, "But I have a thousand ways to scare you. From now on, people will follow you whenever you go to school, and your homework will be censored." Tear it up, your teachers and classmates hate you, everyone knows that you are a bad boy who bullies others."

"Ah! I'm not a bad boy!"

"Miss Pei! He is still a child, please..."

Pei Songxi hugged Yu Mian and walked out, with his palms covering Yu Mian's ears, indifferent and ruthless, his patience was completely exhausted: "In the world of children, there are also punishments for children. We can change the method and let him be broken by bodyguards now."

Pei Songxi hugged Yu Mian all the way.

The car was swaying, the child found An Xin's arms, and fell asleep at some point, deeply, holding onto the corner of her clothes.

The car was parked outside a small villa.

Pei Songxi carried her into the living room and called her softly: "Mianmian, you're home. Mianmian?"

The child rubbed his cheek against her shoulder, rubbed his eyes after a while, and lay on her shoulder: "Well... this is, is this your home?"

Pei Songxi smiled: "Our home."

Yu Mian let out a cry, jumped down from her arms, looked up at her, her eyes were bright, with an expression of disbelief: "Really, really?"

Pei Songxi nodded, and led her out to look at the house number outside the room, with a red bottom frame and black characters, which was just delivered by someone on the road: "Do you know the characters on it?"

The little girl knew quite a few characters, but she didn't know the first one: "What... Song, Xi... is it Pei Songxi?"

"Ah."

"Songxi...and Mianmian's...home?"

Pei Songxi raised the corners of her lips, and squatted down to look at her at the same level: "Yes. Pei Songxi and Mianmian's home."

"Aunt Pei!!"

Yu Mian jumped up happily, hugged her at once, kissed her hard on the cheek, and repeatedly confirmed in disbelief: "Aunt Pei! Our home?"

"Well! The house number is written, do you recognize it now?"

Yu Mian felt dizzy as if in a dream: "Yeah... I got to know each other. It's Pei Songxi and Mianmian's home."

Pei Songxi stared at her, with a cold and gentle voice, touched her forehead: "Welcome home, Mianmian."