gentle fairy tale

Pei Tiancheng was a little annoyed by her questioning several times. He frowned and looked at her displeasedly: "Songxi, are you free? Do you insist on keeping an eye on such a trivial matter?"

Pei Songxi looked at him calmly, without avoiding it, his eyes were full of questioning intentions.

Pei Tiancheng waved his hands impatiently, unwilling to say any more, he walked out with his hands behind his back.

Pei Songxi breathed a sigh of relief, she turned around and looked at Yu Mian.

The little girl is not far away, her slender neck hangs down slightly, like a soft white dove, white and fragile, without branches to cling to.

She walked over, squatted down in front of her, and slowly met her eyes with a pair of cold eyes: "Do you still remember where home is?"

Yu Mian didn't expect that she would be so close to her, so she took a step back nervously, but probably because she didn't have to look up at her anymore, she was not so nervous, and said slowly: "I don't remember."

Pei Songxi stared at her for a moment, then shook his head slightly, stood up, left without speaking.

Yu Mian stared at her back in a daze.

She may not like her very much...but she seems to feel that she is not a bad person.

Aunt Zhang came over and stroked her hair: "Let's go, Miss Yu, your room is on the third floor."

Yu Mian nodded, and followed her upstairs, her schoolbag was wobbly, her steps were a bit clumsy, but she didn't ask an adult to lead her.

Zhou Ruyun was in poor health and lived on the fourth floor. Pei Tiancheng and Pei Linmao's family lived on the second floor. Because Pei Songxi was afraid of noise, she lived alone on the third floor.Now there are only vacant rooms on the third floor, and Yu Mian's room is arranged here.

Auntie Zhang reminded Yu Mian in a gentle voice: "Missy likes to be quiet, so be good here and don't make noise, okay?"

Yu Mian looked up at her, her voice was clear and tender: "Mianmian knows."

The new room was big and empty. She stood at the door, a little scared, but there was no one to speak to, so she could only muster up the courage to step in.

Every time you take a step, you must say to yourself: Mianmian is not a coward.

Seeing the child's timidity, Aunt Zhang also sighed softly in her heart, but she had too many things to do and couldn't take care of her: "You are playing in the room, I have to go to work. Missy doesn't like servants going up to the third floor. Can you take a shower and sleep by yourself?"

Yu Mian nodded quietly.

In fact, she didn't know if she would take a bath.

But... But this is not her home, nor her relatives, they don't seem to like her very much.

Aunt Zhang saw how well-behaved she was, and felt a little pity for her. She stroked her hair, gave her some advice, and left.

Yu Mian climbed onto the bed, straightened her messy hair, and emptied out the contents of her schoolbag. Inside were two brand new fairy tale books, a blue pencil case, a telephone watch, a water glass, and a box of orange-flavored fruit candies. .

The police uncle said that this was the schoolbag found at the scene of the car accident and it should belong to her.

Yu Mian crossed her legs, kicked her little feet on the quilt, and opened the fairy tale book. The inside was very new, except for a line written on the title page, 'Happy birthday, baby girl! '

That is the adult's handwriting, the handwriting is clear and beautiful.

Is it father or mother?

But she couldn't remember what they looked like... The only impression she had of them was a big rough hand, leading her for a long, long time.

She put the book back in her schoolbag, peeled an orange candy, and the fresh and sweet taste bloomed in her mouth.

She turned off the light, lifted the quilt and lay down, and soon fell asleep.

……

Yu Mian stayed at Pei's house.

She is a small one, rarely speaks, and only eats a little while sitting at the dinner table, her sense of existence is extremely weak.

But Pei Songxi can always notice her.

Because she has been sitting next to her, maybe because the chair that Aunt Zhang added for the first time is next to her, or...or more like her instinct is closer to her than others.

Zhou Ruyun has also seen this child.

She has always been gentle and loving, and she likes Yu Mian, but she has been in poor health all year round, and she is afraid that her sickness will infect the child, so she dare not get too close to her.She couldn't persuade her son, so she could only tell Pei Tiancheng: "Since you brought the child home to raise, you should be more responsible."

Pei Tiancheng looked at the financial magazine, and said absently and perfunctorily: "Aunt Zhang is taking care of her."

This topic is skipped here.

In fact, Aunt Zhang is an old man in Pei's family. She is busy at home, a bit busier than the housekeeper, so she really doesn't have much time to take care of Yu Mian.

Ding Mei also smiled and said, "Grandma, didn't Zhiyuan grow up in free range, don't worry too much."

After these few days, she still doubts that this little girl is her husband's illegitimate daughter, and she feels pitiful in her heart. As long as the elders care about this child, her attitude towards her will not improve.

The old man sighed for a long time, waved his hands, and went upstairs.

Yu Mian was at the stairs, listening to their conversation, and heard heavy footsteps, and immediately ran back to her room, closing the door gently.

Leaning against the door, she silently lowered her eyes.

The room was empty except for a big bed.

The breeze is blowing, the curtains are shaking, and the light and shadow are flickering.

Where should she go?

Go out from here, find the police uncle, and say that you are lost, is that okay?

Yu Mian sat by the bed and thought about it for a long time, but she didn't think of an answer.

The sky in August was cloudy and cloudy, suddenly there was a bang outside the window, and she was startled by a thunderstorm, she threw herself to the window, the sky was gloomy with thunderclouds rolling, she subconsciously felt deep fear, gently Shaked.

The empty room also became gloomy, as if there were monsters hiding everywhere.

The thunder continued, and she was too frightened to be alone in the room.

She didn't even bother to put on her shoes, so she staggered and ran out. There were voices in the living room downstairs, but she didn't want to go down.

Only one chandelier was turned on in the corridor on the third floor, and the light was dim. The windows at the end of the corridor were open, and silver lightning flashed across the sky in the distance. She immediately covered her ears, and heard a loud noise a few seconds later.

The child stood on tiptoe and knocked on the door.

Pei Songxi was reading a book in the room, and seemed to hear someone knocking on the door amidst the thunder and lightning.

She put down the book, pressed the pages with a paperweight, walked over, opened the door, met a pair of clean and clear eyes, and looked at her motionlessly.

It's that kid.

She raised her head, didn't wear shoes, and stepped on her feet in a daze. The pants seemed to be a little longer, dragging on the ground, and her eyes were full of panic and fear.

Pei Songxi stared at her for a moment, then said softly, "Come in."

Yu Mian didn't react for a few seconds, and when she wanted to say thank you, the man had already turned around and entered the room.

She also went in quietly, stood on tiptoe, and closed the door.

Pei Songxi sat by the window and read a book.

There was only a small desk lamp on in the room, and the light was pure. She was shrouded in a faint halo, and she looked more deserted than usual, making people afraid to approach her.

She let her in without saying a word.

Yu Mian is a little afraid of her, but in this family, she only trusts her instinctively.

Even if she doesn't seem to care about anything, ask to send her away.

She stood at the door, daring not to move, to go in, to sit down, or to speak.

Even breathing is careful.

After reading a chapter, Pei Songxi found that she was still barefoot, standing by the door.

She stood up, took the cashmere blanket, and waved to her: "Come here."

Yu Mian raised her head slightly and looked at her, nervous and cramped.

She handed her the blanket, pointed to the slippers beside the bed, and said with care like gold: "Sit."

Yu Mian looked up her plain and slender fingers, and saw a string of rosewood beads on her wrist.

She obediently took the warm and soft blanket, hugged it in her arms, and sat on the side of the bed.

Only a small place to sit.

Without another word, Pei Songxi sat down at the table again, turned on the computer, put on headphones, and his subordinates were reporting to her.

Her expression was always indifferent, and it seemed that few things could cause her emotional ups and downs.She occasionally asked some questions, and her subordinates' carefully prepared plans were always questioned by her. During the awkward silence of the other party, Pei Songxi turned around and saw that the child was bored and was always watching her secretly.

She beckoned to her.

Yu Mian jumped off the bed, still holding the blanket in her arms, walked over with slippers that were a bit too big, her eyes were big and bright, and she looked at her quietly.

Pei Songxi handed her a fresh and shiny orange.

There are only books and records in her room, and there is really nothing to comfort the child.

Yu Mian hugged the sweet and fragrant fruit in her arms, and smiled at her, the smile was clean and soft.

Pei Songxi moved his eyes lightly, and continued to listen to his subordinates' report.

Half an hour passed.Her patience was not good, and her voice was cold: "That's it for today. Next Monday. The deadline."

The phone hangs up.

The quiet little girl was still sitting in the original place, her eyelashes drooping, her head lowered to look at the fruit in her arms, her little fingertips poked and poked on the fruit peel, as if she was playing some unknown game.

Pei Songxi couldn't help but look at her for a few more seconds, and saw her handing the big, bright and sweet orange to her mouth and kissing her.

She retracted her gaze and lowered her eyelashes.

The thunder outside the window has stopped, and the patter of rain, beating plantains, can be heard in my ears.

Yu Mian hadn't heard her voice for a long time, she raised her head and looked out the window, the rain had gradually stopped.

She has no reason to stay here anymore.

She wanted to fold the blanket in her arms, but her movements were always clumsy, so she could only put it beside the bed, and said softly, "I'll go back first."

Pei Songxi raised his head, met her gaze, and nodded lightly.

The little girl was a little afraid of her, so she lowered her head, took off her shoes, put them back where they were, and went out barefoot, but she still held the orange in her arms.

tight.Did not let go.