Xiaobai Deformation Meter

"A boy born late is a treasure, and a girl born late is a grass."

A thunderclap awakened the sleeping man.The sound of rain ended the last words he heard in the dream.As expected of a rainy city, it's raining again.He muttered to himself and sat up.

At this time, the wife walked over from the other side of the room, holding her daughter and leading her son.

The man looked sideways in appreciation.This is the most beautiful moment he has ever seen, more beautiful than any painting he has ever drawn!

"What's the matter, honey, are you having a nightmare?"

"Uh, I think so." The man took the daughter who was less than two years old from his wife, teasing the little angel absently.

"It must be that the art exhibition has made you tired. Take a good rest after these few days of work."

He turned to look at his wife and frowned slightly.

"No, dear, I never get tired. Painting is what I do. I just think of something."

"Oh, is that what happened in Overtown when you were a boy?"

"Haha!" The man was amused by his wife's imprecise wording, "You can also say that."

"Tell me about it, and nothing will bother our great painter!" The wife added, "It's time for you to tell me a story, too."

A man who loved painting since he was a child, in order to pursue his dream, after graduating from the Academy of Fine Arts, he went abroad from China alone with the support of his family and set up a painting studio.A few years later, with a successful career, he met Lilian, a foreign girl who came to the studio to paint.Lilian, who has a keen interest in Chinese painting, soon fell in love with men.Subsequently, the man formally proposed to her.

But to his surprise, under Lilian's resolute appearance, there is actually an adventurous girly heart hidden.

She likes listening to people tell stories.

Lilian wants the man to tell him an interesting story every night before agreeing to marry him.

"I would do anything for you!"

In this way, along with the truth that men in love always blurt out, they started a family and had a son and a daughter.Day after day, year after year.No matter how busy he is during the day, as soon as he falls asleep, he will put his arms around his beloved wife and tell her stories, even if the content is short and boring.

"If I had known I would have fallen asleep just now." The man said mischievously, "Then there is no need to talk about it today."

"Don't try to play tricks, you know I can't do without listening to the story." The wife laughed.

After the children were settled, the couple lay back on the bed.

"Sorry, Lilian, I'm not born to be a screenwriter. You must be tired of hearing those nonsensical stories."

"No, I'll never be bored. As long as you're with me, I won't."

The man looked at the person next to the pillow with ambiguous eyes.

Then the wife said, "Look, I want you to tell me stories every day, but I want you to be by my side every night."

A few seconds of romantic silence.

The man kissed his wife on the forehead and said, "Honey, that dream just now really reminded me of my hometown."

"What is it about?" His wife became interested, "Alone?"

"Yes, about a person."

"Oh, it must be your girls." The wife rubbed against the man.

"Honey, it's not what you think. How to put it, I can't define her. I can only say that she is a very special person."

The man's tone was serious, and his wife stopped interrupting him.

"As far as I know, she is Lala, what you call Lesbian." The man finished in one breath.

"I think I know why you said she was special, because she likes women."

"No, what's special about her is that she's a pretty dull person. Yeah, I bet she never figured out the obvious."

Seeing the man staring at the ceiling thoughtfully, the wife asked softly, "What's her name?"

"It doesn't matter what her name is." The man said immediately, "If you want to hear her story, I will tell you all about it, tonight, tomorrow night, and every night after that."

"It's a long story, isn't it?"

"Yes, dear, twenty-nine years."

"Honey, you seem to know her very well, is she your friend?" The wife pinched the man's nose.

"I don't know her, I just know everything about her. But do you believe it?"

"Don't be complacent, I'll find out in your story."

"Sometimes, the truth doesn't matter." The man said firmly.

"Then let me see how our great painter will tell the story of a mysterious friend, although he won't admit it." The wife joked.

The man smiled, shrugged his shoulders in defeat, and stopped arguing with his wife.

"I can only assure you that the story will never shrink this time. Get your ears ready and we will begin."

"Get started, honey, I can't wait!"

Yes, on such a rainy night, the man started one of the longest bedtime stories he has ever told after marriage.

Time seems to go back to the past.

At the beginning of 1990, on the third dark Tuesday, an ordinary baby girl was born in this world.After 20 days from the expected date of delivery, the little one was willing to leave his mother's body and take root in Yushi like a seed.

Although the man kept the name of the girl in the story a secret from his wife, of course she has a name.

The girl's father's surname is Xu, her mother's surname is Bai, and her name is Xu Bai.

The first label she gained was Wuxin, the speaker of her grandmother: "A boy born late is a treasure, and a girl born late is a grass."

The young father Xu Wenhui, who was interested in listening, was extremely dissatisfied in his heart, but because of his face, he was not easy to explode.

Xu Bai's grandfather had been on the battlefield and won battles.After returning to Yuyu City and settling down, there are six children under his knees, Xu Wenhui is the fifth and only son.In the era when only children were rampant, Xu Wenhui more or less hoped that Xu Bai would be a big fat son.But he also dislikes superstition from the bottom of his heart.

It's fine to be a girl, as long as she's healthy and happy.A smile appeared on Xu Wenhui's face, he finally had his own "little padded jacket".

"Don't get used to Xu Bai too much!"

As long as Xu Bai can remember, grandma has always educated father in this way.But it seems that there is a kind of magic power that forces Xu Wenhui to dote on Xu Bai even more.

Xu Bai had many bad habits since he was a child, such as picky eaters and waste.Xu Wenhui complained a few words at most, and then there was nothing else.For a while, one of the things Xu Bai enjoyed most was to call his father who was playing cards with his family in the living room into the bedroom, and let him play the guitar to lull him to sleep.The latter is also quite happy.

Children are like puppies, they will always intuitively distinguish who loves them the most in a large group of people, and then stalk them.

Until one time, Xu Bai really made Xu Wenhui angry.

It was a sunny day.The family of three was walking on the street, Xu Bai suddenly let go of his mother's hand and rushed to the opposite side of the road, passing a taxi that was speeding by.

Everyone was stunned!Except for Xu Bai, she just came back to her senses, and saw that her father's cloudy face was very different from usual.In Xu Bai's little head, there was only one simple word to describe his father's appearance at that time: fear.

She had a premonition that she would be scolded.In the end, it was my mother who was scolded.

"Why didn't you keep an eye on her!"

"She rushed over immediately." Bai Mingzhi explained with a pale face, "I didn't react at all!"

Afterwards, Xu Wenhui stopped talking to anyone, and followed behind the mother and daughter alone, digesting the shock just now in a silent way.

"Xu Bai, you scared your father, why did you cross the road?"

"I, I didn't see the car." Xu Bai faltered, and it took him a long time to hold back these words.

Bai Mingzhi didn't say anything, thinking that the child is fine.Xu Wenhui also returned to normal, but kept reminding himself in his heart that he should protect his daughter better and not let her suffer any harm!

From the young Xu Bai's point of view, his father should beat him up, he was obviously very angry.But the fact is that Xu Bai has never been beaten, and the number of times he was scolded is also very small.

Because of Xu's "militarized" education since he was a child, as the only son, Xu Wenhui suffered from his father's sticks a lot.He is in awe of his father, and he advocates "persuasion education" and does not agree with "good people come from a golden stick".What's more, Xu Bai is a girl, and a father can't do anything about it.

This kind of "repayment mentality" was so subtly and magically used by Xu Wenhui on Xu Bai.

Over time, Xu Bai also understood this "hidden rule" thoroughly, and turned himself into a "little winner in life"!

If you make a mistake and make a wronged face to your father, the whole family can't say anything.Compared with children of the same age, she can wear the best clothes, use the best schoolbag, eat, drink, and sleep every day.As long as you stand at the entrance of the kindergarten with tears in your eyes, you can go home and fall into the arms of your father without going to school.The worst thing was that I was mischievous once, fell on the mat and broke my mouth. Afterwards, after the whole family made a fuss, I was sent to the hospital for a few stitches.

In short, Xu Bai described his life before elementary school as "a smooth straight line" without twists and turns.If there was anything that made her feel unhappy, it was the inexplicable loneliness in her heart.

It is recognized that the most stable structure is a triangle, especially for a family of three.

Whenever Xu Bai saw his mother's leaving back, he felt a sense of loss.The nature of his work in three shifts determined that Xu Bai rarely saw her on weekdays.

Compared with Xu Wenhui, who is mature in appearance, Xu Bai is lucky to have inherited Bai Mingzhi's smooth and fair complexion gene.The beautiful and similar faces let outsiders know at a glance - this is a pair of mother and daughter.

But Bai Mingzhi didn't feel like a mother to Xu Bai.In fact, her father felt more like a mother to her.

The two things of sleeping and playing cards have taken up all of Bai Mingzhi's rest time. As for raising the children, it is a matter of course and handed over to Xu Wenhui, who is never tired of it.The day before yesterday, my father took me to the barber shop to cut my hair, yesterday my father bought me ice cream, today my father took me for a walk in the park... Such memories, in Xu Bai's little cognition, she only has a father and no mother .

"Only a mother is good in the world. A child without a mother is like a grass. If you leave the embrace of your mother, where can you find happiness..."

Sitting blankly in front of the window, Xu Bai was completely dazed when he heard this song played on the radio for the first time.

Why did she sing like that?Dad is the best.Xu Bai learns to ask questions to herself and use her insights to answer to herself.

Whether the answer to the question is correct or not has never been explained except by time.

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The debut work is dedicated to True Love Lily, please support the little angels!