Raiders' weak school grass is the big devil

The water and light are the same color, the lake and the sky meet, and Xin Qi wakes up leisurely on the black-covered boat.

Open your eyes, the blue sky and white clouds are so quiet, stand up and look around, there are green mountains and green waters, and Xi Baishuang at the stern of the boat is pole-pulling.

Seeing the volume of ancient documents in his hand, Xin Qi remembered that he had already returned to his hometown in the water town of Jiangnan.

"Where are you, Bai Shuang?" There was no one there, Xin Qi was rarely dignified, lying lazily on the bow of the boat, looking into the distance with his forehead, the words he read were also ethereal and clean, like a spring breeze.

"Out of Pingjin Port, we will go to Wutongli." When Xin Qi took a nap, Xi Baishuang used a trick to keep their world peaceful.

Otherwise, the Jiangnan water town where Xin Qi's hometown is located, such as Xitang Zhouzhuang, is the peak tourist season when people come and go.

Xin Qi picked up the book, and continued to read the previous words: "The wise man enjoys the mountains, the benevolent enjoys the water...the husband and the dead are like a man, never giving up day and night...I always seem to think that you don't really exist in the world...but a Fictitious characters, which I have imagined to console myself . . . what a desolate world, without you . . . "

Xi Baishuang at the back of the boat turned around: "Second Brother, did you read it to me, or to yourself, or to others?"

Xin Qi dropped his hand holding the book in a daze.

The girl in front of him is always so smart, and sometimes his thoughts that he doesn't understand are completely exposed in front of her.

There is also such a person who understands him so well, even if they have never met each other, and they did not grow up together as childhood sweethearts, as long as they meet each other's eyes, they understand each other.

Now there is such a person, but he is not sure anymore, does he think the same way?

"Bai Shuang thinks so."

"I don't dare to speculate on this." The girl smiled narrowly and slowly supported the boat pole, "There is only one thing, I can make you happy."

[The best goodness is like water, Bailirou is the first] She read out a protoss term, and then a Milky Way poured down in the sky.

She waved her hand lightly and skillfully again, the water was rippling, and the water curtain was parted, revealing a scene, zooming in front of her eyes like a movie, but without high-definition picture quality.

The scene was that under the scorching sun, a black figure was waiting by the side of the road.

"Yizhi..." Xin Qi said softly.

"A person who can protect you with his life, Qianyang and I think we must never let him go." Xi Baishuang said with a smile, "Go and see him quickly, little brother, Shaohong can't last long pretending to be him in the hospital. "

Xin Qi has mixed feelings, since she met Chi Zhen, it seems that everyone is preventing them from being together.

After Chi Zhen was injured in order to protect him, he even reached the peak. Chi's family didn't even allow him to see Chi Zhen.

"Thank you, Baishuang, you... won't you go back with me?" Xi Baishuang was fostered by Xin's family since she was a child, and was taken home after returning from another world, and she hasn't been back for many days.

Xi Baishuang nimbly opened a water curtain and sent him out of this world: "I am no better than him, I have a lot of time, and I can go home to see my godmother...and you at any time."

The world is long and the water is pleasant. In contrast to this world, it is the midsummer season, under the sun, there is no shade of greenery, only a few pedestrian streets.

The loudspeakers of the small shops facing the street are disturbingly loud, not to mention the open air dumps that stink of rubbish.

Chi Zhen was standing on the side of the street like this, watching a bearded old man molesting some girls in sailor suits, waiting for someone who didn't know if he would come or not.

"Yizhi!" Finally, a slightly excited voice appeared after the old man who was not ashamed was picked up by the girl and rushed back to the garbage dump.

Xin Qi's face was flushed red from the sun exposure, and he looked at him nervously and joyfully.

"Hello." She stood in front of him peacefully.

"Yeah." With an inarticulate mum, Chi Zhen took off the peaked cap on his head and put it on Xin Qi's head.

Xin Qi let go of his anxiety, and didn't need to ask any more questions.

There is no need to say anything about how Yuntaishan left in a fit of anger and how he sacrificed his life to save him.

Then Xin Qi thought: "Are you coming to my house?" He looked embarrassed.

Chi Zhen frowned unhappy: "Why, you are not welcome?"

In his tone, it seemed that Xin Qi would turn around and go back if he couldn't give him a satisfactory answer.

Even if he came all the way to hide from everyone.

"No, it's not." Xin Qi didn't know what to say, the more he cared about it, the harder it would be for him to reveal his personal information.

Chi Zhen looked at his blushing face ashamed to speak, it was very touching and understood.

Xin Qi's biological father, Meng Donglai, has a good skin. Meng Fan found out that these people just recognized Xin Qi's identity, so they deliberately targeted Xin Qi.

Poor Xin Qi was kept in the dark and bullied by them.

Xin Qi raised his head: "Actually, I know my identity."

Chi Zhen was speechless: "If you know it, you will know it. Is it possible that I still despise your identity as an illegitimate child?"

Xin Qi: ... I vaguely remember that not long ago, someone thought he was a poor little guy who was kept in the dark.

Lazy double standard.

Now that the last scruples are gone, Xin Qi happily takes Chi Zhen home.

"Come with me." But there is one more place to go before going home.

Chi Zhen's face was almost unbearable, and Xin Qi took him to the garbage dump that Xin Qi still hated just now.

Stepping through the ordinary iron gate, the waste recycling station in Xin Qi's mouth is at least as big as two football fields. When entering the house, there is a room on the left and right sides.

The house number hangs, one is Daji, and the other is Dushan. On the left is a full and dazzling library, and on the right are copper, stinky, iron and other utensils.

Xin Qi asked Chi Zhen to wait in the lobby in the middle, or go to the next door to have a rest. He called "Father" in his mouth, and went into the room on the left to look for someone.

Then Chi Zhen heard a familiar voice laughing and teasing Xin Qi, it was the old man who just flirted with a high school girl on the street!

Xin Qi's foster father?

Chi Zhen calmed down her frightened mind, and entered the room on the right. The things inside looked dilapidated, but they were solid gold, silver and iron, and the quality of many fine irons was rare in the market.

Can't help but wonder, what kind of person is Xin Qi's adoptive father, especially... such a disrespectful old urchin, how did he teach Xin Qi to be such a strict and polite gentleman?

After a while, Xin Qi came over, with a downcast look on his face: "Father still needs to retreat..."

Inadvertently, Chi Zhen looked at him tenderly: "It doesn't matter."

Xin Qi's adoptive father has a special status in his heart, so he naturally hopes that when Chi Zhen comes over, his adoptive father can come out to meet Chi Zhen.

Chi Zhen also understood his intentions, so of course he wouldn't say that your adoptive father was molesting a girl in a sailor suit on the street 10 minutes ago.

"What does your adoptive father do?"

"Scavenging waste, transforming waste..." Xin Qi looked uncertain, "What's wrong?"

Chi Zhen raised her chin and pointed to a memorial tablet on the shelf in this lonely room: "That person—"

Xin Qi followed him and said, "Father's wife."

There is also a portrait hanging on the back wall of the tablet of Ling's lover's tomb, Xin Qi avoids his eyes and dare not look directly at it, Chi Zhen knew that he didn't notice this.

"He's a man."

"Who?"

After Xin Qi said that his adoptive father's wife died in the last century, Chi Zhen came to this conclusion almost immediately.

Xin Qi's image of a teacher's wife that had been maintained in Xin Qi's heart for more than ten years suddenly collapsed, and the person in the painting was clearly dressed as a woman.

"It's easy to understand. In that era, the folk customs were not open, and many identities could not be clearly stated. From the fact that this tablet says a lover, not a wife, one can infer one or two. Your adoptive father should have married him, maybe the other party passed away early. There are also reasons for the times."

Chi Zhen twitched his lips slightly when he mentioned this, "Of course, I don't dare to speculate."

Xin Qi remained silent, still looking as if his cognition had collapsed. Looking closely at the person in the painting now, the real skeleton does not look like a woman.

It's just that he never looked at him much because of the etiquette of "see no evil". His adoptive father also looked at him since he was a child, and when he asked one after another, what kind of person is his adoptive father and adoptive father, he stroked his beard and laughed. .

"Why, I can't accept it, is it possible... Do you think homosexuality is against human ethics?" Chi Zhen's words startled his ears.

Xin Qi waved his hands again and again: "Why, it's just that the adoptive father has always addressed that person as his wife, so I thought..."

He really didn't think about that, and Chi Zhen knew it too, but he still wanted to say it on purpose, although he was imagining Xin Qi who was chasing after the little old man to ask for his wife.

Wutongli is an ancient town with a long history and typical features of a water town. It has beautiful scenery and is surrounded by water on all sides, connected by numerous small bridges.

Strolling on the ancient bridge, you can see the flying eaves and tiles, the green walls and red pavilions, the lush green trees, and there is an umbrella square that comes into view.

"Mother, I'm back."

After crossing the threshold, Xin Qi called softly: "Mother!"

Chi Zhen turned to look at him, before he could be surprised by what Xin Qi called his mother.

Seeing Xin Qi rushing to the eaves of the courtyard with rare impatience, he nervously and softly called the woman on the recliner.

Some people call her mother directly, and some call her mommy in a nasty way, but Xin Qi uses a cautious vocabulary of mother. People who don't know it think that their mother and child are separated.

"Sleep." Chi Zhen had to remind.

The woman on the recliner has a sweet sleeping face, a peaceful expression, and a beautiful appearance. This kind of beauty that can attract people even in deep sleep does not lie in the appearance, but the inner essence revealed in the bones.

Sure enough, after a while, she woke up leisurely at Xin Qi's call, caressing her forehead lazily.

"Zi Jin."

Zijin, which means honesty and honesty, is born with a heart of compassion and love, is considerate, has good talents, is also gentle and refined, fresh and elegant.

It was Xin Qi's word.

Chi Zhen glanced at Xin Qi, and Xin Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just now I was making an oiled paper umbrella. It was too boring. I fell asleep unknowingly. It scared you, I am hypersomnia."

Chi Zhen realizes slightly that the last words of Xin Qi's mother Xin Ni are explaining to him.

The other party smiled and looked at him with the same gentle expression as Xin Qi.

In addition to being gentle and beautiful, there is no trace of innocence on the old fair and tender face. She doesn't look like a mother in her thirties or forties.

The bright eyes are good at gazing, looking forward to the sky, extremely vivid.

"Mother wants to rest, so she should go indoors. It's cold and windy outside. If I didn't come back today..."

Before Xin Qi finished speaking, Chi Zhen glanced over.

"Hey, it's coming again." Sure enough, Xin Ni rubbed her head, half helpless and half joking, "You have your own life, always thinking about what I do, if you don't come back, you don't know where mother is blowing the cold wind ."

Xin Qi raised her voice: "Mother!"

Chi Zhen put his palm to his lips and almost laughed.

What's going on with the two mother and son, the way of talking is inexplicably interesting, especially when Xin Qi returns home, the way of speaking is even more polite.

Talking to my family members is also polite and rigid.

And a mother who doesn't seem to welcome her son home.

When Xin Qi introduced Chi Zhen, he was full of guilt and shame, for not being filial to himself.

Xin Ni shook her head, nodded his head and said, "The only thing you did to make mother happy this time was to bring Yizhi back."

Xin Qi blushed and said weakly, "As long as mother is happy."

Chi Zhen burst out laughing as he stood by, why did Xin Qi stay even more stupefied after returning home.

Xin Qi's adoptive father and mother are both interesting people, but they somehow taught him to be so old-fashioned.

Xin Qi's mother was really happy because he brought his friends home, and cooked a lunch herself.

Xin Qi naturally wanted to fight, but he didn't expect that this kitchen became a place where his mother and Chi Yan talked and laughed happily.

To be precise, Xin Ni said it unilaterally, and Chi Zhen listened.

An interesting soul is better than a cookie-cutter skin.

Xin Qi's mother is such a person, who told many small things about Xin Qi's childhood vividly and interestingly.

"Because of this illness, I can't see many things with my own eyes, but there is one thing that I must always remember. Such a rigid and conservative son really makes the mother worry that she won't see her daughter-in-law enter the house in her lifetime."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Chi Zhen picked a handful of green vegetables, and the leaves of the vegetables were almost bald when he tried hard.

Xin Qi didn't notice, he was embarrassing how to get his mother to stop talking about the embarrassing things about him when he was a child.

But Chi Zhen was happy when he heard it, and his mother was also happy when he said it, it was rare for these two people to let go of their laughter.

He couldn't stop it no matter what.

"Probably in kindergarten, Bai Shuang just came to our house not long ago, isn't it Zijin?"

"Yes..." Xin Qi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Our Zijin, there is a fan who wants to be a good brother. The kindergarten children saw Bai Shuang's beauty and wanted to kiss her, but he would go to separate them. He said in a serious manner that men and women should not kiss each other. How decent is it? Others The little girl wants to kiss him, but he also pushes her away..."

Xin Ni covered her lips and let out a chuckle, Chi Zhen followed suit and pursed the corners of her lips, one could imagine the scene.

"That was his first fight. His cousin ran over to my bedside and told me, Auntie, Zijin fought with a child. I was shocked. My son who has always been so sensible, how could he fight? My uncle came over nervously and said, don't blame him, he is protecting his sister, but how could I blame him, I was bedridden all the year round, unconscious for 20 hours a day, I didn't teach him anything, what happened when I was young He has to do it himself, read the book, he learned it word by word..."

As Xin Ni was talking, it was no longer a chat, but a memory of the past.

For a single mother who suffers from a strange disease one day, when going through the most difficult days, what she thinks about is not her own sadness, but the hard work of being a son.

Chi Zhen didn't have such empathy and empathy, when he saw Xin Qi who was sitting across from him washing the vegetables with his head down, even though he couldn't see his face clearly, his heart was suddenly disturbed.

It's rare that a person like him still has a soft spot in his heart.

"Xin Qi." When he went out with the dishes, Chi Zhen suddenly called him.

When Xin Qi turned his head in doubt, Chi Zhen stopped talking.

Xin Qi smiled: "Let's eat, Yizhi, everything is over." It's no big deal.

Chi Zhen thought about what he wanted to say.

Originally, he didn't like gentle people, and all the men in the Chi family preferred to marry gentle spouses.

His mother was an overly gentle woman, so gentle and fragile.

Every time I saw him, I would bow my head and weep, blaming myself for not giving him a healthy body and not giving the Chi family a qualified heir.

In the past, they lived together without realizing it, but since they were separated from the old house half a year ago, the only thing left in Chi Zhen's memory is the image of her snuggling up beside her husband with her head bowed and weeping.

I don't remember that face.

She could only cry, but could do nothing for her son.

Even if he took a step, he watched Chi Zhen leave.

Family, interests and husband are all more important than his son.

His parents and elder brothers always advised him to understand his mother, but it took him several times to tell her to understand.

He was never worse than anyone.

The author has something to say: It feels like...it’s been a long time since I updated it. Although I’m busy every day, I don’t feel tired at all. I only feel it when I look at the update date of the catalog. Alas╯﹏╰

Come on, sorry for not being able to update stably<(__)>

"I always seem to think that you don't really exist in the world, but a fictional character, which I imagined to comfort myself. How desolate the world is without you." ——From Zhu Shenghao