Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

What is it about this child?I think.

Liangzi seemed to understand my thoughts, and motioned me to look at his face carefully, "Look at him, he looks so much like you."

"Really?" I don't see any similarities.However, my current body lacks the ability to recognize faces, so instead of arguing with Ryoko, I asked other questions: "What's his name?"

"Xiuyi." The voice was small, but it really came from the child himself. I was surprised for a moment, he seemed quite shy, and I didn't expect that he would take the initiative to answer my question.I walked up to him, squatted down, looked him in the eyes, and asked softly, "How old are you?"

"Twelve years old." Unexpected.He looked too thin and childish, not even ten years old.

"Shall I wash him?"

Ryoko shook her head and asked me to change clothes: "Your suit is just finished, don't touch the water again." I let her arrange. "The home clothes have been ironed and put on the sofa." Ryoko raised her face to me, and I kissed her on the right cheek again, "It's nice to have you here." I said.She pushed me shyly and told me to go away quickly.

I changed my clothes, turned on the record player, waited for a cup of tea to cool down, and just when I could drink it, Yoshiko opened the door and led Shuichi who was tightly wrapped in a bath towel.

"I helped him get dressed."

Ryoko finally allowed me to do one thing.I took Xiuyi's hand and went to the bedroom. Ryoko found the clothes, and I noticed that they were old clothes that I hadn't worn for a long time.I found my trousers, opened the waistband, and let him stretch his legs in, "You came in a hurry, and there are no children's clothes at home. I will wear mine for now, and we can buy new ones together after dinner."

Xiuyi stood cautiously on one leg, holding his own bath towel, I saw his unsteady figure and said, "You can hold my shoulder." Only then did he dare to do so, look at that, if I don't take the initiative to speak , even if he falls down, he won't touch me.

This is not a bad thing.Since Yoshiko was determined to have him in our family, it was better for the boy to be polite than rude.Having an extra child in the family may be a big deal for others, but I have no special opinion to express. As long as it can make Liangzi happy and return to normal, it is nothing to raise him as our own child.Ryoko should have seen this and brought Xiuyi back in a hurry.

"Today I will tidy up the room, and if I see something I want when I go out, tell me or Aunt Liangzi directly." I tied the last button of Xiuyi's shirt.Sure enough, it was too big, the shoulder line dropped to the elbow, and the sleeves had to be folded three times, not to mention the waist.

"En." Xiuyi lowered her head and said softly, she was a shy little girl.I rubbed his soft black hair, "Don't be afraid, just treat this place as your own home."

"Uncle," he still kept his face down, subconsciously scratching the hem of his clothes with his fingers, "Can I really live here forever?" I casually agreed, "Yes."

"Even if you have your own child?" His voice was too low to be heard clearly.

"Yes. Since I brought you back, I will definitely be responsible for you." Thinking of this, to reassure him, I added: "Maybe there will be no other children."

Xiuyi heaved a sigh of relief, then realized that he shouldn't have such a selfish reaction, and looked up at me anxiously. "Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, you will live forever."

Xiuyi nodded solemnly to me, "I will serve you honestly."

I was dumbfounded, knowing that he was going off track, and I corrected him: "No, you are the third master here, don't be so restrained when you are not here to be a servant." The wooden floor, dare not glance at other places.I didn't waste my time talking, and in time he will understand.

Yoshiko cooked the meal, and the aroma of the dish urged us to sit down at the table before calling us.I was in the main seat, and Yoshiko and Hideichi were sitting on the left and right sides.The dinner was very sumptuous, and the dishes and patterns showed that Ryoko had put a lot of thought into it. I praised her wonderful craftsmanship, but her humility with a smile was just my psychological effect and the reason I was used to it.

After Liangzi spread a bowl full of vegetables for me, she turned to persuade Xiuyi to add more meals and grow up quickly. The whole room was full of vitality due to the good mood of the hostess.I belatedly thought that it had been a long time since Liangzi was so happy.

17. Bad boy 03

With the addition of children in the family, some things naturally change.In addition to restraining adult decoration, we have added more color choices to home accessories. We have gradually purchased a lot of brightly colored and cute gadgets. From our perspective, they should be able to win the love of children .

Xiuyi was as quiet and cautious as ever, and rarely expressed his preferences. Ryoko believed that this was a normal reaction of his anxiety and self-protection mechanism after being hurt. An introverted child is unlikely to quickly and enthusiastically integrate into the surrounding environment from the beginning. inconsistent with their nature.

I asked Ryoko what she thought of Xiuyi, and she didn't think it was bad, and the reasons were always weird. "That's why I resemble you." Ryoko curled up in a big armchair, holding a collection of folklore stories from the West in both hands.Xiuyi had already fallen asleep, and the two of us didn't feel sleepy for the time being, so we went out to the living room to read, mainly to chat.

I retorted, "I'm not that self-absorbed."

"Yes, yes," Liangzi replied pretendingly, "You have never stayed out for a month because you didn't make friends."

That was before I was five years old, when I first moved to the neighborhood of Ryoko's house.An adult's thinking can't play much role in a child's body, no matter how mature the soul is, it must give in to the age of the body.In my simple mind at that time, since there was no one to meet, there was no need to go out.In every dream, my character is so affected by the body itself.Underneath the childish behavior was an even more childish thought—if they wanted to play with me, they would have to come to me.From this point of view, my loneliness as a child was inevitable, but Yoshiko really came to me spontaneously.

At first, she gave some persimmons newly grown in the yard to her mother's female companion (that is, my mother) under instructions.When Liangzi came in, I was lying at the table watching the goldfish in the glass tank open and close, wagging its head and tail. I heard her calling my mother, and silently pointed her in the direction with gestures.At that time, because I couldn’t feel how much she liked me, I also had flat feelings and lack of interest in her. My emotion is a rebound force. Whatever emotion is exerted on me is what rebounds, but the intensity is much smaller.

Out of politeness and boredom, she started talking to me.She was a year older than me, and girls are naturally precocious than boys, and she was much more mature than me at that time.She didn't care much about me at first, but after a long time, she fell in love with me somehow, and found me to play with and go to and from school every day. Be friends, and then push the boat along the way, until now.

Liangzi and I whispered, Xiuyi came out of his room rubbing his eyes, "Uncle, Aunt Tan, why are you still awake?"

"Aunt Tan" refers to Liangzi.If you call me "uncle" and call Liangzi "auntie", it would be too strange ethically for outsiders, so I used this compromise name, adding the word "aunt" after Liangzi's surname , more or less not so awkward.

The previous topic was interrupted, and Liangzi raised the book in his hand to signal, "I can't sleep yet, I'm reading to my uncle."

Xiuyi hesitated, wanted to join us but didn't know how to insert it. "Just sit next to me if you want to hear it," I said.

Xiuyi looked at Liangzi's expression again, and seeing that she didn't particularly object, she sat down next to me.For some reason, I feel that the child is a little afraid of Ryoko.I don't see any reason for him to be afraid of Yoshiko, and I temporarily dismiss it as an illusion.

Ryoko started reading. An ordinary person may define it as a fairy tale, but it is actually a story full of blood, ethics, and conspiracy. I listened to it very interestingly. When I wanted to continue listening to it, I realized that there was a child next to me. "Maybe this story is not suitable for children." I thought, and found Xiuyi leaning on the armrest of the sofa, with his arms folded, his chin resting on it, his eyes unblinking to Liangzi, showing a little expression Weirdly excited but disinterested, as if one or two points in the story caught him and made him rise briefly and then plunge into a whirlpool of boredom.

I wondered what caught his attention.I have never raised a child, and neither has Yoshiko. Our only experience in raising children comes from the books on children's education that Yoshiko bought, and it is difficult to rush into practice at this time.

Xiuyi kept this posture and heard the ending—the old-fashioned one, the ending where the bad guys are punished with death or a painful and lonely death. Xiuyi noticed my distraction and grabbed my left hand on my thigh with one hand. Wrist, and smiled at me: "Uncle, are you sleepy?"

I wanted to pull my hand out without leaving a trace, but he held it very firmly. I made a small effort and replied: "I'm not sleepy, it's not too late for me to talk to you about my aunt."

Xiu kept looking into my eyes, then let go of his hand gently, his fingertips slid across my palm, itching slightly, I felt a little uncomfortable but it was not easy to attack, he asked a step before I spoke: "Then you and," he put Looking at Liangzi, "Aunt Tan, what do you usually do at this time?"

Liangzi closed the heavy book, and made a dull "pop" sound when the pages closed, and looked at the clock hanging on the wall: "It's nothing. Just chatting like this. It's too late, at this time