two

The image of mother is not fixed and always changes.

In Yuan Mu's impression, Fang Qiong was young, but never had the cuteness of a girl.

He remembers early, looking back at the first scene of his life, she was holding his nine-month-old belly in one hand and leading him across the road in the other.

At that time, she was irritable, vicious, and resentful. Yuan Mu walked slowly in the traffic. She almost lifted him up in the air and walked quickly. When she reached the other side of the road, she shook her hand and asked him why he was dragging her down.

Perhaps it can be attributed to the poor living conditions at that time.

Later, Fang Qiong got older, her face was wrinkled, and there were two rings of old fat left on her stomach that had given birth to two children. Instead, she became gentle and patient.

Although gentleness and patience have never been reflected in Yuan Mu's body.

Yuan Cha spoke very late, and Fang Qiong stayed by her side tirelessly, teaching her in a coquettish voice with a flashcard.

It took two or three years like this day after day, so the scene was very profound. Yuan Mu, as a bystander, still remembers the color of the stool legs under their buttocks.

Then, Yuan Cha could speak and understand people, and Fang Qiong was changed into a more positive one.

Yuan Cha read a picture book, and after reading a little joke, Fang Qiong laughed first, then Yuan Gaopeng laughed, and the two of them staggered on the sofa.

Yuan Mu was deeply shocked by the joy in their laughter, so he carefully remembered the vulgar words.

I have never realized the beauty of it, but slowly deciphered the real source of their happiness.

If Yuan Mu, who is four or five years old, imagines that her mother can chat with a room full of strangers in a passionate and warm way, and she will lead the atmosphere with a lively atmosphere, raising everyone's laughter, full like thunder and blowing off the roof.

Think she is like a sun with eternal energy?Then he couldn't do it anyway.

But it was strange that this scene was being played out in front of his eyes.

Those people's black and yellow teeth and phlegm that choked their throats, and Fang Qiong who was sitting around.

While taking off his shoes, Yuan Mu thought, she is clearly an outsider.

Yuan Gaopeng's distant relative, does she have to meet?

The table was even more messy than before he left, and the melon seed husks were floating on the residual soup.

It was nearly eleven o'clock, and Yuan Cha clung to the sofa, drowsy, and those people didn't plan to leave yet.

Yuan Mu stood quietly next to the shoe cabinet for a while, and decided to go to the bathroom to wash up and go back to the room directly, completely isolating himself from the smoky living room.

As soon as water came out of the faucet, Fang Qiong called him, Yuan Mu.

Yuan Mu twisted slowly, he thought she couldn't see him.

As soon as his name was called, the chattering chatter strangely diminished a lot, so Fang Qiong sat in her seat and said, "Tonight I will arrange for you to spend the night at Madam Xu's house, as well as your two aunts.

I told you Madam Xu, after a while you will take your two aunts to Madam Xu's house to rest, so that you can sleep well. "

When did she get to know Madam Xu to this extent?

aunt?mine?do we know each other?

Mrs. Xu's family, isn't it that they are going to assign themselves to Qiu Yu without any suspense?

There were so many thoughts in his head, Yuan Mu didn't pay attention to any of them.

Yuan Cha was awakened, and said with a bitter face, "I'm going too."

Fang Qiong disagreed: "It's all arranged, you can still sleep in your bed."

"I want to go, I want to sleep with Ju Xi."

The corners of Fang Qiong's mouth turned downward, and he glared at Yuan Cha sideways.

This may be a precursor to the mother's compromise.

Yuan Cha smiled and behaved to her: "Yeah!"

Fang Qiong could only smile: "The aunts will sleep on Xiaocha's bed, and you and your brother will go to Madam Xu's house together."

Yuan Mu was still holding his toothbrush, and the people who needed his care changed every now and then.

How should I put it, Yuan Mu was very grateful for Yuan Cha's arrival at first, she distracted most of Fang Qiong's attention, and the scolding and blame rarely focused on him.

It was also inevitable that he later hated her existence.

It's not her, it's her presence.

Fang Qiong chased them away: "Then you two go now, and you will disturb people's sleep if you are late."

Yuan Cha looked at Yuan Mu with bright eyes: "Brother, let's go!"

Like asking for credit, like wanting to do great things together.

Maybe she realized that Yuan Mu didn't want to spend the night in a strange place with two strangers, thinking that it would be better for him to be his younger sister.

But Yuan Cha should never have imagined that in Yuan Mu's eyes tonight, she was no different from those two aunts.

After taking a shower, Qiu Yu collected the clothes that were about to be thrown into the washing machine in the bedroom, ignoring the noise protruding from the living room.

When Xu Yiqing came to knock on the door, he was like a prisoner who finally waited for the execution time, he was a little irritable, but also a little courageously opened the door to face her.

Who knew that beside her was Yuan Mu who was taller than her.

Xu Yiqing said: "Hurry up and tidy up the bed and the house, there are many guests at Aunt Fang's house today, Yuan'er came to sleep with you."

She gathered the pile of clothes in Qiu Yu's hands into her arms: "They all need to be washed?"

"what."

Qiu Yu looked at the reserved Yuan Mu and lowered her head, "Ah yes."

Xu Yiqing obviously also saw that Yuan Mu was slightly uncomfortable for disturbing people's cleanliness, she said: "Have you guys slept once before? Don't be shy, Yuan'er, be your own home."

Qiu Yu scratched the back of her head with her waist in her hands: "I have slept."

Xu Yiqing clapped his hands: "That's right, the two brothers play together more often, now that you are in the same school, you have to know how to take care of each other, you know? It's so easy to get acquainted like this!"

Qiu Yu nodded quickly again: "Yeah."

At first Yuan Mu tilted his head to look towards the living room and the balcony, but now he turned back and stared at him slightly.

It's a good thing he is shorter than him, otherwise wouldn't it be tiring to stare at people so much?

"I'll throw your pile on the balcony, and you take Yuan'er to wash up."

Xu Yiqing turned sideways and said, "The new toothbrush and new towel are in the cabinet on the upper right side of the mirror. If you can't find it, just call it Qiu Yu, you know?"

Yuan Mu looked at the slippers on his feet, then at Qiu Yu, and said, "I have washed at home, but I didn't have time to take a shower.

But it's really embarrassing for you to take a shower at such a late hour and make noise.

I wonder if Qiu Yu minds? "

Xu Yiqing waited for a long time, then patted his stomach with the back of his hand: "I ask if you mind!"

Qiu Yu smiled slightly and shook her head: "No."

Xu Yiqing went to greet the two girls again, and the boys turned on the lights early.

This time Xu Yiqing specially took out a new pillow for Yuan Mu, he leaned on it, propped himself up, and wanted to exchange it with the one under Qiu Yu's head.

"Why?" Qiu Yu looked at him.

"You were very happy when you didn't agree just now, and you took care of each other."

Qiu Yu knew that if Yuan Mu was taller than him, he would probably turn his back on him.

Qiu Yu took Yuan Mu's elbow away, grabbed the corner of the pillow and threw it to the foot of the bed, then divided his own half with him, patted him to sleep on it: "How about it."

"Did you go to the rooftop today because there are too many people in your family?"

"Yes."

Yuan Mu said, "I smell like alcohol and tobacco all over my body now."

He just came after changing into pajamas, Qiu Yu touched his collar and said, "No, it still smells like the plant.

Maybe I didn't go to the store today, there is no fruit taste. "

"You smell plants on me too?"

Qiu Yu caught the word "also" and asked, "Who else smelled it?"

"I."

"Oh, yes."

"Do you know what kind of plant it is?"

"Are you testing me or asking me?"

"ask you."

"I do not know either.

But the smell is classified, and it feels like it belongs to the plant category, maybe it is not a plant, it is unique to you. "

Qiu Yu pinched his waist with his palm, and looked at him, "I wanted to say a long time ago that you sweat especially when you sweat."

Every time she makes love with Yuan Mu, Qiu Yu will be temporarily infected with him, possessing his taste for a short time.

Yuan Mu focused on the change in his eyes and reminded: "The rooms in your house are all very close to each other."

"Go to the ground."

Qiu Yu rolled up and propped herself on top of him, "Hush your voice."

Yuan Mu's calf gently rubbed against him under the quilt, neither saying it was good nor bad.

"Then kissing is always okay?" Qiu Yu asked in a low voice.

"can."

Yuan Mu's fingers quietly grabbed Qiu Yuxuan's clothes, "But don't be like last time."

"Which time was the last time?"

He also rubbed his face lightly.

"In your closet."

"What's wrong?" Qiu Yu thought for a while, "That counts as a kiss?"

"Hmm—" Yuan Mu stopped looking at him, his voice was so ethereal that he couldn't catch it, "That kind of kiss is like a young couple falling in love."

so you don't want to?

Qiu Yu vented her strength, pressed him, and laughed twice, not knowing whether it was cold or hot.

He buried his head on Yuan Mu's neck: "Why do you suddenly have moles at the end of your eyes?"

"Mole? What kind?"

"Brown dots, you only see them when you're kissing."

Yuan Mu stretched out his hand and touched it, because it was too small, and only when he remembered it could it evoke a very slight, hallucinatory burning pain.

"There has always been."

Yuan Mu teased him.

"Who are you lying to?"

Qiu Yu's hand moved, and he got under his pajamas, pressed his index finger on the tailbone, and probed upwards inch by inch, stopping at the fourth round bone, "You have a mole here, do you know it?"

The hot air brushed his neck, Yuan Mu's body trembled in his arms, and goosebumps appeared numbly.

Qiu Yu continued to slide to the back of the waist: "When you knelt on the bed and poked your butt at me, here, and here, there will be two sunken dimples, have you seen it? Beside, here, there is another Moles, red ones, do you know that?"

"Are you fooling me?"

Qiu Yu wrapped his arms around him tightly: "Okay, someday I will record a video for you to watch.

You are the one who is fooled, who said there are always moles at the end of the eyes? "

"Is it an eyesore?

it. "

"It's not an eyesore, it's pretty."

Yuan Mu pushed him: "You want to flatten me into a cake?"

Qiu Yu was indifferent: "It was originally flat."

"You fucking."

"I only touched it twice, is it hard?" Qiu Yu smiled sullenly.

"It's not impotence."

"No kissing."

Qiu Yu bit his shoulder as if to vent her anger, "Mouth or hand?"

The next day they went back to each house, and Yuan Mu locked himself in his room to catch up on sleep.

The sun is always dazzling, making people restless.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed barefoot, sat down at the desk, opened his schoolbag and found the compasses box.

After looking at the round mirror for a long time, he held the compass, put the sharp end against the skin, slid the end of the eye, touched the scar that was about to have no trace vertically, and stabbed it in bit by bit.

Beads of blood popped out, Yuan Mu tilted his head to stare at the mirror, covered the white paper with his fingertips, pressed it, and gently squeezed it off.