Warm Water Spirits

It is said that there is not much snow, but it will become fluff in the blink of an eye.

The vision blurred quickly, Jiang Yunqi squinted his eyes and looked up at Pei Zhe.

Pei Zhe didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were steady and straight ahead, and the subtle traces between his brows were a habitual expression of thinking.The chaotic lines of snow fell on his broad shoulders, turning into a dark color for a moment.

Jiang Yunqi was quiet and didn't speak, and looked down at the shadows of himself and Pei Zhe again. Under the streetlights, they gradually shortened and lengthened, repeating the cycle.

"Is it cold?" Pei Zhe noticed Jiang Yunqi's eyes focused for a moment and then retracted, "Don't take off your clothes in a hurry when you go back, or you will catch a cold."

"Yeah." The hand that was not held stretched out to catch the snow, and it was a little bigger. The snow foam that reached the palm of the hand quickly turned into a puddle of water. Jiang Yunqi was a little excited, "Brother Pei, can you make a snowman tomorrow morning?" gone?"

Pei Zhe looked down at him, the furry hat was stained with crystal clear snowflakes, the black eyelashes were curled up, his downcast eyes stared obediently at his palm, and the tip of his nose turned even redder.

"That's all night."

"It will definitely be here all night." Jiang Yunqi vowed, as if the snow was distributed by his family.

Pei Zhe smiled, "Let's see it tomorrow."

"Wenwen said that if the snow is heavy enough, the attached primary school will issue a notice of class suspension tomorrow."

Jiang Yunqi was extremely envious.

Pei Zhe saw through it, and said in the next second, "Don't think about it. The attached middle school won't do it."

Jiang Yunqi lowered his head and sighed.

Pei Zhe bent his lips and raised his hand to rub his hat, soaking his hands in snow.

Wenwen's overjoyed laughter came from behind, and she was also talking to his father about whether classes would be suspended tomorrow, chattering, very lively.

Although Wencuo had a headache, he really doted on his daughter. From a distance, Wencuo's voice pretending to scare Wenwen came intermittently: "Girl be quiet...Wenwen! Your mother is here!"

"Liar! She's here, Dad, you've already run away!"

Wencuo: "..."

Jiang Yunqi looked back at Wen's father and daughter, and said to Pei Zhe, "Wenwen came to wait for me at the gate of my class when the attached primary school was over. Originally, I had to stay and correct the Chinese papers. She was clever, and told the teacher to I can only go home with me, and the teacher let me go ahead of time."

Pei Zhe scratched his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Is the Zhou exam paper out?"

Jiang Yunqi stood still, frowned and stared at Pei Zhe, a little annoyed, "Brother Pei, this is not my point..."

Pei Zhe smiled, "This is my focus. Tell me, how was the weekly exam?"

Jiang Yunqi lowered his head to discuss, "I'll show you when I sign tonight."

Pei Zhe simply said, "How many subjects did you fail?"

Jiang Yunqi stopped talking.

Pei Zhe pulled him into the elevator, and said calmly, "It's okay. Brother Pei can afford to fail everything."

Jiang Yunqi raised his head and opened his eyes wide, impatiently said: "Really?"

His eyes paused for a moment, but Pei Zhe didn't speak immediately when he heard the sound, as if he was considering the possibility behind it.

Jiang Yunqi stared eagerly.

After a while, Pei Zhe confirmed, "Really."

When I got home, the heating was blowing on my face, and the unmelted snow on my body was instantly wet.

Jiang Yunqi took off his hat and scarf, his hair was crushed limp, and the corners of his eyes and brows were a little wet.

Aunt Song had already brought him a dry towel, and Pei Zhe had one too.However, after Pei Zhe tidied himself up, he wiped the water on Jiang Yunqi's down jacket, and wiped the front and the back after wiping.Jiang Yunqi's head was wrapped in a towel, and he actively cooperated with turning back and forth.

"Okay. Go do your homework." Pei Zhe patted Jiang Yunqi's forehead after wiping.

Jiang Yunqi, who was still a little depressed because of the weekly exam results, will be in a good mood now, "No problem!"

Aunt Song poked her head out of the kitchen and said curiously, "It's the first time I've seen you being so active in doing homework."

When Wencuo came back with Wenwen, Wenwen was covered in snow.As soon as I entered the door, the snow on the soles of my feet melted, and the tips of my hair began to drip.The whole little face was flushed, and he was panting harder than his father.

Wen Cuo ran out of sweat, took Aunt Song's towel, raised his hand towards Wenwen and rubbed it mercilessly, and then said loudly to Pei Zhe who was sitting in the living room reading documents silently: "Pei Zhe, you lack a cotton jacket. Is it? A sweet little padded jacket. It’s sweet. I just went down for a trip, and it made me feel hot all over. Shall I give you one? Can you give me Yunqi?"

Pei Zhe ignored him.

Wenwen giggled with a towel on her head.

"Still laughing! Wipe yourself!"

Wen Cuo walked over to sit beside Pei Zhe, picked two grapes and put them in his mouth, "Did Pei Yue say anything to you?"

Pei Zhe didn't move his eyes, turned over a page, and said calmly, "She told me to let you sleep on the floor."

"Really cruel."

After chewing twice and spitting out the grape skin, Wen Cuo leaned back on the sofa and turned to look at his daughter.

After Wenwen wiped it, she sat at the table and ate grapefruit, she didn't have a mouth to talk, she will be quiet and well-behaved.

"My daughter and I are still of the same mind." Wen Cuo said with emotion.

Pei Zhe didn't bother to complain about Wencuo's childish behavior of "selling girls" a few seconds ago.

After Wenwen finished eating, she wanted to go play with Jiang Yunqi.

Dad and Uncle Pei Zhe chatted with each other.She finished her homework a long time ago, but she didn't want to go to bed so early, so she got off the desk and ran to the study.

As soon as he put his hand on the doorknob of the study, he heard Pei Zhe's voice.

"Little uncle is doing homework, don't disturb him."

Wen Cuo turned his head, only to see Wenwen nodding obediently standing by the door, and asked in surprise, "How did you see that? Do you have eyes behind you?"

Pei Zhe looked back at Wenwen, "Come here, uncle has something to ask you."

Wenwen was not feeling well, and obviously didn't want to go there, but with a smile on Wen Cuo's face, she still walked up to Pei Che and called "Uncle", softly.

Wen Cuo couldn't hold back any longer, and collapsed on the sofa laughing so hard.

Pei Zhe glanced at him, not to mention him in front of Wenwen, turned to Wenwen and asked, "Why do you have to attend the winter camp?"

Wenwen understood in the blink of an eye.It must have been arranged by his mother!

"I just want to go. All the students are going." The two words were awkward, and as soon as their eyes met Pei Zhe, Wenwen moved away and looked at his father, hoping that Wencuo would say something.

Wen Cuo was eating grapes and spitting out grape skins, and said leisurely, "Don't look at me. Your uncle is not your mother, and he won't yell at you, let alone beat you. I don't need me to save the day."

Wenwen frowns instantly.

Pei Zhe said, "Is there no specific reason? If there is a good reason, I will also stand by your side."

Wenwen took a quick look at Pei Zhe. In contrast to Wencuo, Pei Zhe's promise really carried weight.Wenwen thought for a while and said: "Not all students can go, only students with good English can go. There are also those with good grades. My grades are pretty good. And my best friends all go."

"What else?" Pei Zhe looked down at the document.

Wenwen suddenly became a little nervous, "The teacher said this is a rare opportunity...it can broaden your horizons and meet more friends. See how students from other countries study."

Seeing that his daughter was more nervous than the entrance interview, Wen Cuo felt a little distressed, and said to Pei Zhe, "I think there is a good reason for this. Do you know what Pei Yue said? She said, if everyone else goes, you go too? What are others doing?" What are you doing too? Her logic is too gangster."

Pei Zhe smiled, "You really don't know what my sister is worried about?"

Wen Cuo shifted his gaze to Wenwen, and said with a straight face, "Do you know what your mother is worried about you?"

With Pei Zhe present, Wenwen's attitude was quite serious, but she curled her lips and said reluctantly, "My health is a hundred times better than my uncle's. I haven't sneezed for half a year!"

Wen Cuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "But my mother is still worried. You were born prematurely, and she has this heart disease."

Wenwen didn't know what to say, she didn't say a word, she pouted her lips for a while and said, "The premature ones don't go out to play!"

"Hey!" Wen Cuo was delighted, "I'm telling you something! You just want to go out and have fun, right?"

Wenwen still lowered her head.

The next second, Wen Cuo sensed that something was wrong, and leaned over to take a look, and Wenwen was indeed crying.

"Hey—it's not that I won't let you go. Why are you crying?" Wen Cuo hugged her and sat on her lap, carefully wiping Wenwen's tears, with a fatherly expression and a smile in his eyes, and comforted him warmly: "I didn't say anything about you, either. We're just asking you, don't cry."

Wenwen hugged Wencuo's neck and cried, "Mom always won't let me go..."

Wen Cuo turned his head to look at Pei Zhe, and said, "It's okay. I think your reasons are good enough. Your uncle will stand by your side without hesitation!"

Without hesitation...

Pei Zhe got up and stroked Wenwen's braid, "Then we still have to talk to my mother properly."

Wenwen choked and nodded.

Jiang Yunqi was tipped off by Aunt Song, who happened to have finished his homework, and now came out of the study, stood by the door not knowing what happened, saw Pei Zhe walking towards him, and asked softly, "Why is Wenwen crying?"

"Why did you cry last time?"

Pei Zhe glanced at him, smiled and didn't answer, but talked about the time he "run away from home".

Jiang Yunqi didn't react. When Pei Zhe entered the study and sat on his seat looking for papers, he remembered what was going on. His face slowly turned red, and he lowered his voice: "Brother Pei!"

Pei Zhe was using Wenwen's crying to tease him that the last time it was a child throwing a temper tantrum.

Pei Zhe said "hmm" without looking up, and said without incident, "Where's the signed paper?"

"It's okay not to mention it."

Jiang Yunqi didn't have much momentum, but he still wanted to say: "Why are you like this? It's not that Wenwen is wanted by no one, and it's not that if she doesn't do her homework, she will be sent to someone else's house—"

Pei Zhe regretted shooting himself in the foot with a stone, so he quickly stopped him: "Where's the paper? Brother Pei didn't find it, so Yun Qi came over to help him find it." After finishing speaking, he looked at him standing a few steps away with an extraordinarily dignified expression. Speaking again because Pei Zhe interrupted Jiang Yunqi, who was holding back.

Rogue!

This word, which has nothing to do with Pei Che anyway, suddenly popped into Jiang Yunqi's mind.

But it's a rogue.

Jiang Yunqi pursed his lips and walked over to take out the paper from his schoolbag.

Failure in two of the three subjects gave him confidence for no reason.

Pei Zhe didn't know what to say. He spread out the paper and obediently signed it with a correct expression.

The snow is still falling, and it is already very heavy at this time.Looking out the window, you can see continuous snowflakes.There was the rustling sound of snow falling under the window sill, and the gradual sound of the wind.

The table lamp shone on one side of Pei Zhe's face. The knuckles holding the pen were slender, and the line from the broad back of the hand to the strong wrist bone was extremely beautiful.

Perhaps because of work reasons, there are not a few occasions where Pei Zhe's signature is required.So when he lowered his head slightly and his eyes stayed on one place to sign, the unique calmness and inviolability of the superior would be revealed inadvertently.

After signing for the passing ones, Pei Zhe carefully checked Jiang Yunqi's remaining two failing papers, his brows were furrowed for a while, then loosened for a while, his expression was helpless for a moment, and then a very faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Looking up at Jiang Yunqi, he wanted to say something.A few lectures, or like just now in the living room, explaining a little reason and asking a little reason, but when Jiang Yunqi watched him carefully, Pei Zhe finally said nothing, picked up the pen again, and signed himself next to the score on the paper. name.

This scene seems familiar.

Jiang Yunqi thought back to the first year of high school, which was also a winter when it snowed very early.Pei Zhe was very busy and didn't come back for a month.I made several calls on the way, and was called away by someone speaking gibberish without saying a few words.Later, he caught a cold and fell ill, and lay in the hospital for a week. The situation was good and bad. At this time, when Pei Zhe came back, he went directly to the hospital without changing his clothes.Later, Aunt Song brought a change of clothes.

He didn't wake up at that time, due to the effect of the medicine, even if he woke up, he was still half dreamy and half sleepy. The real clear consciousness was at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Pei Zhe writing something on a small square paper folded in half.

Jiang Yunqi was a little happy at first.

I don't know when, seeing Pei Zhe was naturally happy.

Later, I became a little curious about what Pei Zhe was writing.At first, I thought it was about Pei Zhe's work. After all, Pei Zhe has been very busy, and he probably has a lot of work to deal with when he comes back this time, so Jiang Yunqi looked at it for a while without blinking, and didn't make a sound to disturb him.

Until Pei Zhe finished writing the paper in front of him, he picked up the greeting card on the side and put it in.

Jiang Yunqi remembered.

Because it was the first time he was hospitalized since he was in school, and the situation was still a bit serious, the head teacher mobilized the whole class to write greeting cards to him.When it was delivered, Jiang Yunqi was still in a coma, and it was Aunt Song who showed him one by one later.

Aunt Song said that the students were all very nice and cared about his new classmate, and asked Jiang Yunqi if he should wait a little longer and write back a thank you card to the students?

Jiang Yunqi said he didn't know how to write.

Later, Aunt Song didn't mention it.Dozens of greeting cards have been placed in the fruit basket.

Pei Zhe must have read every greeting card from his classmate, and then went to the gift shop on the first floor of the hospital to pick out a greeting card, and when he came back, he sat down and wrote a thank you letter for him.

It's just that the lights were not so bright at that time, Jiang Yunqi thought, maybe it's been more than two years, and many of them are blurred.

However, he still remembered clearly the way Pei Zhe lowered his head and held the pen to write.