Cinderella's Gypsophila

It rained heavily that day and ended up falling all night.

Fortunately, Qi Yan and Cheng Cheng hadn't been frozen in the cold wind for long, and they were found by Qi Shengbin driving his unit's truck along the street.

When she got home, Meng Xinlan hurriedly dragged her son to the bathroom.

"Xiao Sheng, are you freezing? Hurry up, take a hot bath to warm your body, mom has already boiled hot water for you, hurry up!"

Cheng Cheng: "Xiao Yan..."

He turned his head.

The dim light in the bathroom leaked out, reflecting his colorless lips and smoky gray pupils.

Both were drenched.

Meng Xinlan: "Okay! Ancestor, don't worry about other people, okay? You are different! You are in poor health and can't get cold. Hurry up, warm up your body quickly, and don't get sick!"

"Hurry up and wash, mom will cook ginger soup for you!"

"Go!"

Meng Xinlan was busy making soup.Cheng Cheng grabbed the tall Qi Shengbin: "Uncle Qi, it's all my fault."

"After school today, I insisted on dragging Xiao Yan home late."

"So don't blame Xiao Yan."

"Xiao Sheng, don't protect him!" Meng Xinlan's sharp voice came from the kitchen, "Your Ban Yuqing's mother downstairs has already told me that school is already out, and he is the one who insists on playing basketball." !"

Cheng Cheng looked eager: "No, uncle, it's a basketball game organized by the class, and everyone has to cheer."

"Uncle, please believe me, I really don't blame Xiaoyan."

"..."

Qi Yan was already mentally prepared to be severely beaten.

He didn't expect that his brother would take all the responsibility.

What was even more unexpected was that Qi Shengbin didn't take advantage of the problem to continue to blame him, but believed it directly?

So, very unexpected.

For such a big matter, he was not beaten in the end.

Qi Shengbin: "Why are you still standing there? Stupid! You're like a drowned rat, why don't you hurry up and change your clothes and wipe them off?"

Qi Yan hurriedly slipped away as if he was about to receive an amnesty.

……

There is a reason why Qi Shengbin didn't beat up Qi Yan.

Originally, he was forced to come back to pick up someone by Meng Xinlan crying, shouting, and making phone calls. He was extremely irritable and miserable.

The brat in the family always makes troubles, which gives Meng Xinlan a reason to blame him—from the slamming of the door when they met for the first time, to the backlash and all kinds of infidelity, Qi Shengbin was already full of anger and wanted to fix the little brat. .

On the way out today, an old leather belt folded in half was placed beside the driver's seat in advance, planning to give Qi Yan a hard time, to convince him and let him have a long memory!

But the result?

When the two children were found, they were huddling under the awning of the shop.

His son is doing very well.

Knowing that his elder brother couldn't suffer from the cold, he took off his coat, and he only wore a thin sweater to protect Xiaosheng tightly.

This scene made Qi Shengbin instantly save face in front of Meng Xinlan.

At that time, he had a happy face and kept poking her:

"Hey, look, look, we two children are still very friendly!"

He is happy.

On Meng Xinlan's side, she gritted her teeth aggrieved.

But he couldn't have an attack, and he said bitterly in his heart that the little oil bottle is now powerful and refined!They will act in front of adults and occupy the moral high ground!

……

Cheng Sheng hurriedly washed quickly.

After he finished washing, Qi Yan went to wash.Meng Xinlan quickly held her son down, blow-dried his hair and used a hot water bottle and electric blanket, and wrapped him up in bed abruptly.

Cheng Cheng: "Mom, I can do it myself."

"Mom, I'm really fine."

"Mom, I still have to do my homework."

Meng Xinlan: "What homework to write, don't write it! It's okay, I will write a leave note to your teacher tomorrow!"

"You, put your body first, and put everything else in the back row!"

"Drink this ginger soup quickly, and go to bed early today!"

Cheng Cheng couldn't compete with her.

I can only lower my eyes and drink obediently.

……

The ginger soup is very warm to the stomach, and the body becomes warm after drinking it.

Xiao Yan was freezing badly, he needed it even more.

But with his fucking personality, it's probably impossible to have Qi Yan's share.

Cheng Cheng hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing his words in his mind, and wanted to try to beg Meng Xinlan, saying that Xiao Yan has been protecting me from the wind and rain today, can you please cook a bowl of this ginger syrup for Xiao Yan.

And afraid of causing the opposite effect.

In the end, she didn't dare to speak, but Meng Xinlan began to think about it.

The content is nothing more than all kinds of grievances-complaining about her son is too worrying, and his brain is not good enough, so he insists on taking the wrong things done by the little oil bottle on himself.

"Are you dead-headed? What good does it do you to protect him?"

"I don't know what ecstasy soup the little tuoyou bottle gave you. I'm so afraid of him every day!"

"But it's not surprising. That little thing, a young ghost, can only do superficial tricks!"

Speaking of this, she had a flash of inspiration and felt that she was at a disadvantage.

Little things are so good at acting, how can she lose?

……

So, Meng Xinlan actually went to cook a bowl of ginger soup for Qi Yan.

After cooking, I deliberately carried it in front of Qi Shengbin, asking for credit.

Qi Shengbin was very happy.

Sure enough, all the small frictions before were just because Xiaoyan and Xiaomeng's mother and son were not familiar with each other.Now that we are familiar with each other, isn't the whole family just like mother, loving son, filial piety, brother and friend respectful, and a harmonious atmosphere?

Qi Shengbin beamed with joy: "Xiao Yan, look, your Auntie Meng specially made you a body-warming soup, drink it quickly!"

The ginger soup was placed on the table, steaming slightly.

The ancients said that a weasel has no good intentions in paying New Year greetings to chickens, and if it has nothing to do, it is either adultery or robbery.

After the door of the room was closed, Qi Yan's smile disappeared.

He took a look at Jiang Tang.

"Maybe it's poisoned, I don't dare to drink it."

Cheng Cheng: "Xiao Yan..."

He had no choice but to prove that it was all right, he took a sip from the bowl first.

"Wow, it's so spicy!"

Qi Yan: "Look, look!"

"..."

Holding the bowl of ginger soup, Cheng Cheng couldn't believe it.

The ginger syrup that Meng Xinlan cooked for him before had a very normal taste of ginger syrup.

And Qi Yan's bowl, although it was also ginger water, not only did it not contain any sugar, it also seemed to have added pepper or something, the taste was numbing and spicy and hard to swallow.

But why?

Cheng Cheng's chest rose and fell.

It's just a bowl of ginger syrup.It's all boiled!Why do you have to do this?

Why can't it be cooked normally, why must it be made like this on purpose so that his mother can feel comfortable, why?

"Xiao Yan, stop drinking."

His voice was low, he was ashamed of guilt,

They didn't even dare to look up at Qi Yan.

I didn't know what to say at all, and every breath was slightly painful.

The sound of the TV came from outside. It was a song and dance show. Uncle Qi and his mother were happy and laughed haha.

Several scenes went through Cheng Cheng's mind - can he go out, pretending to be innocent and holding a bowl to ask his mother if you forgot to put sugar.Or, simply go to the kitchen and cook a new bowl of ginger syrup for Xiaoyan.

But, no.

It really makes his mother unhappy, and maybe there will be worse consequences later.

He didn't dare to gamble.

……

The boy bit his colorless lip.

His gray pupils were dull and dull, desperately holding back something.

Qi Yan: "..."

Qi Yan: "Is it really that bad?"

He snatched the bowl, disregarding Cheng Cheng's stop, and took a long mouthful.

"Cough, cough cough...it's actually not bad!"

The taste is really amazing, it's too damn hard to drink!

It was pungent and spicy, and he couldn't spit it out until he held back it.

Fortunately, it tastes bad, but it tastes like ginger, and it does sweat.

It's just no sugar, anyway, he doesn't like sweet things at all.

Zanthoxylum bungeanum is also a great tonic!Done!

He drank it all in one gulp, and then gave Cheng Cheng a patient look.

"Okay, you, I drank it all!"

Not really poison.

You don't have to look like you're about to cry just because of such a little thing!

……

After going to bed that night, Cheng Cheng tugged at him: "Xiao Yan."

"Ok?"

"My mother treated you badly, I'm sorry."

Qi Yan rolled his eyes.

It's fine if he doesn't mention it.One question, a lot of grievances that have been left behind and tried not to think about come up again, which makes people's brain hurt!

Want to kill him.

But finally held back: "Forget it, I don't care."

He dimmed the lamp and undressed for bed.

Cheng Cheng: "By the way, Xiao Yan, don't nail the lock you bought today."

"Wait a few days, when my parents are in a good mood and they are both at home, I will nail it for you, and say that I want to lock the door."

Qi Yan: "Will they believe it?"

Cheng Cheng nodded: "Believe it or not, they have nothing to do with me."

This is true.

Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps—his sick brother is actually at the top of the family's food chain.Meng Xinlan snorted at him, and his father also sold his face.

The little prince on the pea, fragile and untouchable.

Qi Yan envied him for this attribute.

After a while, I heard Cheng Cheng ask again in a low voice: "Xiao Yan, you bought a total of two locks today."

"One is a door lock, and the other...is it?"

"Drawer lock." Qi Yan said, "Lock my diary."

Cheng Cheng: "Are you writing a diary?"

"no?"

Cheng Cheng hurriedly shook his head.

Qi Yan looked down at him.

In dim light.The boy was nestled under the quilt, only half of his face was exposed.Mingming's facial features are correct, with sharp edges and corners, and his gentle and clear eyes look over.

Qi Yan suddenly asked him: "Want to read my diary?"

Cheng Sheng was at a loss.

Qi Yan sneered, he guessed what Cheng Cheng would think - in his diary, he must have scolded their mother and son a lot.

But no.

not at all.

Qi Yan went to the bookshelf and found the diary hidden inside from a pile of books.

The first half of the book was recorded until last summer vacation.

There are colorful crooked characters all over, and a simple illustration of willow trees and red flowers on a sunny day and white clouds.At that time, he was really innocent, lively and carefree, and even his diary was full of wild and unconstrained ghosts.

Then suddenly one day, the diary went blank.

The next few months were blank.

……

Qi Yan decided not to write about those painful things.

After all, the grievances he suffered, the grievances suffered by his mother and sister, even if the white paper was pierced and torn with a pen, it would be impossible to write.

"look."

Under the dim light, he flipped through his diary and showed it to Cheng Cheng.

After many blank pages, there was finally new content in the book.

The date was the day before yesterday, and the title was "My Wish".

There are only two rows of blue pen characters——

"Survive the fifth and sixth grades."

"Admitted to the experimental class of No. [-] Middle School."

……

"Isn't it a nice wish?"

Qi Yan poked those two lines with his fingertips.

His heart twisted slightly, but he smiled and looked at Cheng Cheng calmly.

In their county, No. [-], No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools are key middle schools.

No. [-] Middle School is the best, and the experimental class is the best class in No. [-] Middle School.

In ordinary middle school classes, there are three years of junior high school and three years of high school, a total of six years.

The experimental class is a five-year system, and you can take the college entrance examination in the fifth year.

Qi Yan is now in the winter of the fifth grade. It was seven and a half years before he was admitted to university and left home to be independent.

But if you can take the experimental class, the time will be shortened to six and a half years.

One year less is one year.

A life like his now, even if it's just a year off, is good.

……

Qi Yan showed Cheng Cheng the diary.

This person was already the only one he could confide in.

He felt bad, always felt bad.

I've been trying to find someone to talk to, but I can't find it.

Dad has long since stopped caring what he thinks.

And his classmates and friends don't know about his mother yet, so he doesn't want to mention it.

And I can't call grandma.

I have called before, and I sneaked to the phone booth to call once, and my grandma cried immediately when she heard his voice.

My younger sister also cried, crying into a ball on the phone.

And the mother's house has always been sparsely populated. Grandpa and grandma have passed away long ago, and there is only one little uncle left.

The little uncle used to be ignorant and a little gangster.

He has done too many things of stealing and cheating. He is a frequent visitor to the police station. He is unreliable and an asshole.

So that later when his sister had an accident, he was full of grievances and filed a complaint, but the people at the police station only thought that he was in debt again and made excuses to cheat his brother-in-law's money.

He made a fuss with Qi Shengbin and asked for an explanation, but he was detained instead.

Qi Yan still remembers the time when his little uncle came out, hugging himself and crying uncontrollably, he said Xiao Yan, I regret it so much, I have been useless for so many years, but my sister had an accident, and I couldn't even support her.

He wiped his tears and said, Xiao Yan, I went to work in the south!When I get rich, I will definitely take my sister and you all away.

After he finished speaking, he left the small county town and never heard from him again.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan."

Qi Yan came back to his senses and found that he was panting desperately.

I don't know why, but suddenly I can't breathe, I feel very uncomfortable!He felt like he was going to die.

"Xiao Yan."

Cheng Cheng hurriedly got up and pulled out an envelope from the drawer.

"Don't worry, inhale and exhale into this envelope, yes, slow down, don't worry."

Hyperpnea is a physiological response to acute anxiety.

Low blood carbon dioxide concentration can cause numbness of hands and feet and twitching of limbs.

Cheng Sheng has experience, so he knows how to deal with it.

"Xiaoyan..."

He could hardly bear to watch the young man closing his eyes and panting in pain.

There are blue veins on the back of his white hands, how uncomfortable is he?

"Xiao Yan, listen to me."

With great difficulty, Qi Yan's breathing calmed down.

Cheng Cheng reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"From now on, Mom and Uncle Qi will make you uncomfortable, so don't be sullen all by yourself, come to me, okay?"

"I dare not say that I will be able to protect you, but I will... do my best to compensate you."

"OK?"

Qi Yan didn't answer.

Cheng Cheng: "If you feel uncomfortable, just come to me. It doesn't matter if you get angry at me, I won't be angry."

"Also, whatever you want, I will find a way to buy it for you."

Qi Yan: "Oh..."

His eyes burned, he hated it.

Want to say go away, want to say no need.

I want to say it's all your fault, you should have compensated me.

but.

He also knows that this person hastily finished his bath just now, and specially left a lot of hot water for him.It was he who took responsibility in front of his father.He is now the only person in the family who is willing to listen to him seriously and think about him.

He really, isn't a bad guy.

"it is good."

"Okay, then you make it up to me."

Qi Yan got into the quilt, turned his back to Cheng Cheng, his voice was cold, but his body was trembling slightly.

Cheng Cheng's hand stretched out from under the quilt.

He felt Xiaoyan was crying.

This thought made his entire left chest ache.

He dared not reach out to hug him.

In the end, he only hooked his little finger with his little finger.

hook.

He will do what he promised.

There is still half a year left in the fifth grade, and one year left in the sixth grade.He will try his best to make Xiao Yan's life easier.

Then, go to the No. [-] Middle School with him and go to the experimental class together.