soul seeker

In the evening, as soon as the man came home, Fang Xiaoya pulled the man to sit down: "Dad, Dad, I've taken care of the make-up lessons that I talked about last time!"

"You?" The man looked at her in surprise.

"That's right, it's Wei Qiongyu next door. He graduated from a teacher's English major, and he agreed!"

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Xiaoya with an expression of "I see", "I said you, you have dinner with him every day, and now you are clinging to him to give you extra lessons, I said you think your father and I are blind ? Dad, I was not born to be my father, I was also young! I firmly disagree with the puppy love!"

"You still have the right to say about me? Didn't you elope with your mother?"

"So it's a failure case, you still have to learn!"

"Is it still worth it?"

"... Make up, why, why don't you make up? It's just your bad grades, but if you dare to have anything to do with him, I, I..." The man suddenly turned his body on his back, and shook his shoulders weakly twice, " I'm going to meet your mother..."

"Hey dad, your thoughts are dirty, and you're a mother... I won't have anything to do with him, we are pure~ Plato~" Fang Xiaoya smiled and shook her shoulders twice.

"You are still Plato," the man turned around, "You inherited your mother, you little pervert."

"Mom," Fang Xiaoya turned her head to look at the photo on the cabinet next to the sofa, "My dad said you were flirtatious."

"...I was wrong, I didn't..."

In summer, the hot noon makes everything in this city seem to evaporate.

Fang Xiaoya sat opposite Wei Qiongyu and wrote the answer, while Wei Qiongyu was still holding the book.

She looked up at him: "I see you holding this book every day, what did you write?"

"It's a book of fairy tales."

"Really?" Fang Xiaoya pulled the book over to look at it, and immediately staggered her head back, "Should be in English!" She handed the book to Wei Qiuyu again, "Is it Andersen or Green?"

"No, it's a little-known foreign fairy tale."

"Is it related to your girlfriend?" Fang Xiaoya lowered her head and started writing again.

"Yeah. We bought this together back then. She said she wanted to read it first, so I let her read it. Now that I'm free, I really want to take a look... How did you know?"

"Your eyes are exactly the same as those in that memory."

"Is it?"

"Oh..." Fang Xiaoya suddenly put down her pen while clutching her stomach in pain.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay, it's just a stomachache..."

"Did you eat your stomach?"

"I don't know, it's been hurting for a while, maybe it's because the weather is too hot and I eat too much ice cream, oops, I need to take a break."

"Don't you need to go to the hospital? I see that you are in great pain."

"Oh, how fragile you are, you have to go to the hospital because of stomach pain! How about this, read me a story, and help me distract myself."

"Then what story do you want to hear?"

"Just pick one from this book."

"Okay," Wei Qiongyu turned two pages forward, "this is it. It's called "Stone Like a Sea Turtle".

"In the vast sea, there is an island with only one elephant turtle on it. He forages for food, basks in the sun and looks at the stars by himself every day. But he has always believed that this island is not the only one. This island is very important to him. It is very big, so it is moving forward every day, looking for a partner. Finally one day, it saw a stone that looked like a turtle in a cactus forest. It thought it had finally found it. It and this They bask in the sun with a stone, look at the stars together, and put some of the food and fruit they found in front of the stone. In this way, the elephant turtle and the stone have passed for many, many years. The elephant turtle is very old, and its life It was finally coming to an end. Before dying, it patted the stone with its fins: "I'm sorry, you are the only one left after I'm gone, you must be very lonely. "After speaking, the elephant sea turtle swallowed his last breath. Well, it's over."

"Really," Fang Xiaoya wiped the sweat from her brow, "It's obviously a fairy tale written for children, why is it so cruel?"

"Are you feeling better?"

"No..." Fang Xiaoya sat up and handed the question paper to Wei Qiongyu, "Anyway, it's almost finished, and that's it for today."