Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

Ryoko can do rough handwork, and occasionally make me a few underwear, good or bad, so that the left and right are hidden under the coat, so that no one else can see them.She said she was clumsy, but I didn't see the end of it. The clothes she gave me must be finely stitched, fit and soft, and a lot of thought has been put into it.

After Xiuyi came, she also made clothes for him. Perhaps she was more confident in the children's clothes, and sewed a few tops, and then a long coat.Sometimes she incorporates the mature adult style into it, making something nondescript, like shrunken adult clothes, Xiuyi is embarrassed to wear it out.

It didn't take long for Liangzi to figure out Xiuyi's taste. She doesn't eat spinach and coriander. Compared with onion and garlic, they are chive pie. Charmed.

It's hard to say that Liangzi is not proud of Xiuyi's admiration, even though she has always regarded the character of humility and shame as her standard.

Ryoko is a bit more demanding than me when it comes to Xiuyi.She wants him to have excellent grades in his subjects, and at the same time read more books to increase his knowledge, make friends, and learn about the world through various channels.When the standard is high, people will subconsciously assume that her wrists are also strong enough to ensure that Xiuyi will not disobey her instructions, but this is not the case.

Once, Liangzi assigned Xiuyi the homework of reciting a long poem. Xiuyi was delayed due to other matters. Liangzi was not like ordinary parents. The reason, knowing that it was an appointment in advance to help a friend move, I will not pursue it.

"You made an agreement with others first. I don't blame you. Keeping the agreement is a quality worth paying attention to. But when you know that you may not be able to complete it, you are afraid that I will get angry and dare not take the initiative to delay it, which will lead to a timeout. This is your responsibility. "Liangzi taught, "Don't take chances, things will rarely develop according to your ideal state. Don't do it again."

This is Ryoko's way of education.She seldom yells to express herself, forcing everyone to listen. Her reasoning flows naturally from her thoughts, like water, without boasting or blindness, and has its own power.But she is such a caring and considerate woman.

In short, under Liangzi's care and teaching, Xiuyi became more and more dependent on her.Later, I believed that if Liangzi suddenly asked Xiuyi to call her "mother", he would immediately agree.

One or two years, under the premise that nutrition is satisfied, Xiuyi's growth retardation rises rapidly. He has enough energy to learn, and he gets some knowledge from me and Ryoko. After finishing the first grade, he skips two grades , went directly to the fourth grade.By the time he graduated from elementary school, Xiuyi was already as thin and tall as a small poplar tree, full of heroic vigor.The delicate face is long open, the eyebrows are thick and light, the eyes below are single lids, the eye shape stretches upwards, and the amber pupils often give people a gentle impression.Occasionally he would smile when provoked or felt absurd in his heart, revealing the depth of mockery in his eyes.The shy and cowardly behavior in childhood gradually disappeared, replaced by a deja vu calmness.

Sometimes when I see Xiuyi's expression, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, especially when he is working at his desk and reading a book quietly.When I mentioned it to Liangzi, she couldn't help laughing and asked, "You really don't know?"

"I don't know." I answered honestly.

Ryoko pointed my forehead with her index finger, smiled affectionately and said, "He is imitating you." She didn't say it clearly, but I could tell from her expression that she must be scolding me in her heart.

"Silly Kazuhiko." Ryoko used to scold like this before getting married.

It was like waking up from a dream, and I recognized that expression that seemed to show when I was thinking and had no time to take care of the things around me.According to Ryoko, that posture was very upright and quite capable of bluffing people.She used to subconsciously act lightly when I showed this expression, and was careful not to disturb me. Later, she found that I had this expression even when I was in a daze, or when I was wondering where the other sock was going. Then she became casual.She had described me to me, and she had taken pictures of me just to show me.

I have mild myopia, which is normal and unobstructed. I have a pair of glasses, which I only wear when reading and writing. When adjusting the glasses that have slipped down, I use the middle fingertip of my right hand to hold the frame above the bridge of my nose.When I sit quietly and read, my back is relaxed and slightly bowed, and my head is slightly tilted to the left. When I encounter a well-written place, I will keep my eyes level and recite silently.These are the habits that Ryoko counted out for me.

"You read me as carefully as if you were deciphering a code." It was only then that I realized that there were so many trivial details in my life, and it was difficult for her to remember them one by one.

"I know you better than yourself. You have to be careful." Ryoko said, in a mysterious and threatening tone.

"Wow, that's scary," I agreed dryly.

"He almost imitated you."

"Then there are still loopholes?"

We walked side by side under the canopy of the mouse-gray umbrella, the rain was heavy and fast, and the crystal clear rain poured down along the tip of each umbrella rib, Yoshiko's socks on the instep were wet, and the color of my trousers became darker.

"Of course." Ryoko said briskly.

I'm all ears.

"Because he's not you."

I blinked, hesitantly responding.

"It's the stage where you're not good at it again." Liangzi sighed, "You don't understand these emotional topics, and whenever I say sweet words, you will avoid them. In theory, people like you don't have a partner."

"But I have you."

"—But you always say good things unconsciously. I love you, so I think everything related to you is cute, even Xiuyi who imitates you is cute."

"I don't think Xiuyi is always learning from me."

"Can't you see that he adores you and wants to learn almost every little habit of yours?"

I thought about it for a while, but I didn't have any special feeling. I just added: "It is true that sometimes we are quite in sync."

Liangzi was talking to me. A rickshaw passed by. The driver was wearing a thin white shirt and dark trousers with leggings. He was running fast in the heavy rain. Behind him sat a lady wearing a crimson cheongsam with slits, and a pair of scarves around her shoulders and neck. Fluffy, pink fur like light clouds, holding a printed lace parasol in her hand, frowning and urging the coachman to hurry up, don't let the rain damage her little leather shoes.

My thoughts could not help but slip away from this dynamic picture for a moment, and Liangzi captured the absent-minded few seconds and criticized me, "Don't look at other things when talking to me." She used the natural talent of her wife demanded the privilege of her husband's tyranny.

So I recall the thought.

"I like it when you come to pick me up from get off work." Liangzi kept talking, lively like a lady who just fell in love, she is really easy to satisfy and cute. "It reminds me of when we were on our honeymoon, we were tired of being together all day, and you held an umbrella for me when it rained. It doesn't matter if you don't bring an umbrella, as long as you are in front of me every minute and every second." In fact, we were basically In this state, I didn't even feel that there was much change after I got married.

"When I got up early and saw you lying next to me, I always had to recall the past until I confirmed how we fell asleep step by step. Isn't there a saying? Dreamers can't remember how they got there It’s in the dream place.” Liangzi recalled the past, but said something similar to complaining.

"You haven't come to pick me up for a long time, but you always pick up Xiuyi."

"He is still a child, has a bad memory, and often forgets to bring an umbrella. I am afraid that he will get wet and get sick."

"Because I never forget to bring my umbrella, so you don't come here?" Liangzi's voice was mixed with displeasure, and his expression was also a little cold, "Do you think he really has a bad memory? A student who has the first grade all year round can be regarded as a graduate student. The child who delivered the speech on behalf of the birth, but always forgets to bring an umbrella.”

"I'm sorry." In the rainy season, Liangzi's nervous tendencies are more sensitive and more changeable than usual. I should let her, "I didn't notice. But I always think of you, and I remember you well, clearly."

"I really love you," Ryoko said suddenly, with a hint of sadness for some reason. "I love Xiuyi too. I'm going to cook you a new dish that I learned in the newspaper. You will definitely like it."

I nodded and praised her food for always being delicious, and she quickly recovered.

She often has emotional ups and downs because of my random words. I can feel being valued, and sometimes it is inevitable that she values ​​me too much.

21. Bad boy 07

"Are you asleep?"

The thin, melancholy and soft voice like catkins rang in my ears.

I woke up, and there was a thin figure beside my bed, with the light behind me, and in the dim light of the room, I could only see his vague outline.I wanted to turn on the desk lamp, he took a step forward and pressed my arm, turned his head slightly, and with the weak natural light coming in from the window, Xiuyi's face appeared.

"what happened?"

"I had a nightmare and couldn't fall asleep."

I put on my clothes and stood up, leaning against the head of the bed, "What dream did you have?"

"I can't remember, I just know it's scary. I ran desperately, and there was something invisible and terrifying behind two or three steps. No matter if I ran or hid, I would never be able to get rid of it." Xiuyi sat by the bed, Leaning down into my arms.Xiuyi is used to acting like a baby to me.He is already very tall, and it would be too childish to act in such a dependent manner, but since he posted, I have no reason to push him away.

"What's wrong with you recently?" I asked.

He reluctantly shook his head, rubbing his face against my pajamas, I patted his back reassuringly, "Aunt Tan and I are here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

He didn't make a sound, and snuggled quietly in my arms for a while before speaking: "It seems that I haven't been so close to you for a long time."

I smiled, "When you grow up, of course you can't be like you were when you were a child.