I was on the clouds

A gentle woman in an apron made sweet and sour pork ribs and brought them to the table.

She lifted up her skirt gracefully and sat down, looking at Ye Nuan who was in a daze, biting her chopsticks in a daze, not knowing what was going on in her head.

Ye Desheng patted her on the shoulder, and Ye Nuan came back to his senses, put down his chopsticks and said, "You guys eat first."

"What's wrong with this child, why is he always so preoccupied recently?" Xu Tao looked at Ye Desheng and muttered.

"Hasn't she been like this since Ye Xi left?"

Speaking of Ye Xi, the smile on Xu Tao's face gradually disappeared. She fiddled with her chopsticks for a while, then asked tentatively: "Why don't we all get together for a meal one day, and I've been thinking about her while watching Nuan Nuan, Running for her every day, I really treat her as my sister."

Ye Desheng was noncommittal, he picked up a chopstick of vegetables, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while before saying: "That's Nuan Nuan's shaving head, if it doesn't have that face that looks like Chi Xiang Nuan, Ye Xi can't care about it." If you take care of her, you won't even have a straight eye."

Xu Tao felt worried, and said depressedly: "That's fine, let's put this matter aside for now. Ye Xi has been in the United States, and there is no chance to meet him. We can't run to the United States every day like Nuan Nuan , your second brother doesn't want to see her, why bother?"

Ye Desheng glanced at her: "Why do you care so much, didn't Ye Xi send her a postcard from MIT yesterday, it's been a year, don't the two get along well?"

Ye Nuan returned to the room and looked at the postcards sent by Ye Xi one by one. She had read it many times.

There is also a photo in the postcard. Ye Xi is standing in front of the Stadt Center with a laptop, looking at the camera indifferently with one black and one golden eyes.

There are very few photos of Ye Xi, she doesn't like taking pictures very much, and she doesn't like taking selfies, she begged for a long time to get this one, Ye Nuan put the photo carefully in the frame and placed it in front of the desk.

She looked at Ye Xi in the photo in a daze, Ye Desheng opened the door with a fruit plate and walked in, followed her line of sight to see the photo, he walked up to look at it for a while, said with a proud smile : "Ye Xi is good at everything, but he doesn't like to talk to people."

Ye Nuan blinked and murmured, "Dad, Sister Xi is really amazing."

"You have loved to compare with Ye Xi since you were a child, it's warm, it will be very tiring."

Ye Nuan said disappointedly: "I know, I'm not comparing with her, anyway, I can't compare with her, I'm not as smart as Sister Xi, now I should be very happy to see her life on the right track, but I just feel uncomfortable. uncomfortable".

Ye Desheng smiled kindly: "Nuannuan is also very good, but it's not good to be too smart. I always hope that you sister Xi can be a little stupid, otherwise standing in front of her will always be very stressful."

After hearing this, Ye Nuan laughed 'puchi': "Dad, you will also feel the pressure, then Sister Xi is really amazing hahaha".

Ye Desheng also smiled, and said with deep feeling: "You don't know, your sister Xi is too gentle to you. I used to be with her, and she would try to ridicule me if I couldn't say a few words. If I dare to talk back, she will Just look at the knife for me, and didn't give me a good face for several days. I said a few words to her in the third grade of junior high school, and she directly hacked my computer. Several repair centers couldn't fix it. Finally, I had to force it Begging her rashly, it's like fighting a war every time."

Ye Nuan laughed loudly, she shook Ye Desheng's arm coquettishly: "Father, tell me about Sister Xi again."

Ye Desheng touched her head: "What do you want to hear, she has too many glorious deeds."

"Father, I want to hear you talk about sister Xi's childhood."

Ye Xi's childhood?Ye Desheng was stunned.

He didn't come back when Ye Xi was just born, and only came back to see her once when Ye Xi was six months old.

The baby girl was sleeping quietly in the cradle, a small ball, with yellow skin, very ugly.

He glanced at it and didn't look at it again. He was looking forward to the birth of this child. If Jiang He didn't suddenly go crazy when he was pregnant, he would probably be a qualified father.

Just like what Ye Xi said, across a wall, he coldly looked at the medical certificate that he had read many times on the other side of the wall, while listening to the sound of the kitchen knife being chopped on the wall.

Boom, boom, boom...

There is also the hysterical screaming of the woman, and when she returns to normal, she will hold him and cry, saying apologetic words in her mouth.

"Kill the child."

"No... no, Desheng, really not...".

This kind of dialogue was repeated countless times, and he was a little desperate.

The child was finally born, and after seeing Ye Xi that time, he went to Shanghai to work hard and didn't come back for a long time.

Jiang He raised his two children quietly, and called him every month to talk about the children's recent situation.

She hasn't read a book for a few years, and the only few words she babbled over and over again, he answered at first, and when she called again, he started to hang up directly.

His wife has hereditary mental illness, and the girl in their family is mentally ill. The family kept it a secret, and it was too late when they got married.

His son has cerebral palsy, and his daughter will probably become a mental patient. Ye Desheng's heart is getting harder and harder, and the resentment in his heart is getting deeper and deeper.

When Ye Xi was seven years old, a person was burned to death in the paper warehouse. Jiang He called him and asked when he would come back. He said coldly, "How can I come back when all the business is here? Do you think it is very easy to raise a child in Shanghai?" Easy? I can raise one, but two are impossible."

Half a year later, Jiang He called him again, and the woman trembled: "Ye Zhen is gone, come back."

He wasn't too sad about Ye Zhen's death, but he was faintly relieved.

At that time, Jiang He was living near the paper mill with his two families with his children. That day he came back after a long journey and talked with Ye Decheng in a chair.

Seven-year-old Ye Xi suddenly opened the door and walked in. She had a strip of white cloth tied on her forehead, and she was wearing denim clothes that didn't fit well.

She is unbelievably white, her skin without a trace of blood is shining coldly, as if she has never been exposed to the sun since she was born, her face is small and her chin is sharp, her eyes are round and big, and the corners of her eyes are hooked , the ends of the eyes are raised slightly, one eye is too dark to see through the light, and the other is golden in color.

When she saw him, she tilted her head and her long eyelashes fluttered.

Ye Decheng said with a sullen face, "Ye Xi, she is your father".

Her eyelashes fluttered again, and she looked at Ye Desheng very plainly, just like seeing a book or a very common object.

She nodded, and called out in the same flat voice: "Dad".

It was completely different from Ye Desheng's imagination.

Jiang He walked in, both surprised and happy, crying and looking at him, Ye Desheng kept staring at Ye Xi, and saw her tear the white cloth strip on her forehead expressionlessly.

She didn't take a second look at anyone, and walked out of the door on her own. She was not at all curious about his father, whom she hadn't seen in seven years, and didn't give him a single extra look.

After she left, Ye Desheng asked: "Did Ye Xi mix paraquat into honey and Ye Zhen accidentally drank it?".

There was a long sob in Jiang He's throat, Ye Decheng's face was gloomy: "Children love to play, and take honey to medicine ants, who would have thought that something would happen."

On the day of Ye Zhen's burial, Ye Xi was holding a yellow rubber duck that would make noise when she squeezed it. She stood there looking at the urn, and the rubber duck in her hand made funny noises after being squeezed.

Jiang He, who was holding the urn, stepped forward, swung her arms and slapped her hard. She fell to the ground, and the rubber duck in her hand rolled to Ye Desheng's feet.

She didn't cry or fuss, she raised her head and gave Jiang He a cold look, Ye Desheng still can't forget that look, he never thought that a seven-year-old child would have such vicious and terrifying eyes

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Later, I didn't have much memory about Ye Xi. He didn't pay much attention to her. Every time he saw her, he always had the same expression, calling him "Dad" plainly.

After Jiang He died, he had to spend more time on Ye Xi. Having a daughter like Ye Xi was a particularly fulfilling thing. She was so smart and talented that he could not see that she was not perfect. The place.

As a result, more and more time was spent on her, and the time spent together was getting longer and longer. She had spikes all over her body, and she stabbed anyone who didn't like her.

The proud ones are deadly, and the bad ones are justified and upright.

Exactly the same as when he was young.

Seeing Ye Desheng in a daze, Ye Nuan shook his arm again: "Father, father, do you remember, tell me quickly."

Ye Desheng came back to his senses, and said absent-mindedly: "He is indifferent to everyone, has a terrible temper, is very smart, very indifferent, always impatient, and has no patience with anyone."

Ye Nuan giggled, and after laughing, she asked curiously, "Are you impatient with anyone?"

Ye Desheng thought for a while, and then said: "Be very patient with Ye Sheng, not to mention how close she is, at least she has a pleasant face. Her patience only increased after meeting Chi Xiangnuan. For more than six years, the two of them didn't even have a small fight. , Now think about if they can stay together for a long time... ".

Ye Desheng sighed, patted Ye Nuan on the shoulder and went out. After he went out, Ye Nuan took out a stack of answer sheets from the drawer of the desk. It was filled with beautiful numbers, and there was not a single change. There is no place to lose points.

These are Ye Xi's answer sheets. There are ten sheets in total. Chi Xiangnuan touched the handwriting and thought of Ye Xi's ease when he wrote the answers.

In the self-study class in the first year of high school, the math teacher sent a paper for the students to do by themselves. It was very difficult to take the paper out of the outline. After a while, a girl knocked on the door, and the bald math teacher said enthusiastically: "Pull the book Just leave it alone, don't go, help me answer this paper."

All the students in the classroom raised their heads, and Ye Nuan also raised their heads to take a look. This look made her no longer feel at ease with the questions.

The math teacher said cheerfully: "Look, you need a few minutes."

Ye Xi, who was wearing a school uniform, took a look at the paper and said, "Two to 10 minutes," in a clear and cold voice.

Everyone in the classroom took a deep breath, and someone whispered, "Who is this?".

Ye Nuan was trembling with excitement, and she almost couldn't hold the pen in her hand. She shouted in her heart: "Who else, of course, is Ye Xi, my sister who the teacher will mention every now and then!".

Ye Xi lowered her head, and her ponytail hung down, revealing a long snow-white neck. The boys in the class raised their eyes to look at her from time to time.

She had the same expression from the beginning to the end, standing in front of the podium and writing back and forth. After a while, she turned the paper in her hand, and she wrote for a while, turning the pen in her hand twice, then she raised her head and said: " Finished writing."

There was a gasp in the class.

The math teacher laughed and said: "Let you see the power of a gold medal master in math competitions. Don't make this problem difficult and that problem difficult all day long."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and said cheerfully, "Ye Xi, go up and give them a lecture."

Ye Xi said with a blank face: "How do you say this, can't you get the answer just by looking at it?"

The math teacher pinched his nose in embarrassment, and looked at the students with different expressions under the podium sympathetically.

In the end, Ye Xi explained the paper under the repeated request of the math teacher. After she finished, she shook the chalk dust on her hands and left.

The math teacher joked: "I've seen it, the same species, but different heads."

The boy at the front desk turned his head and said excitedly to her, "That's Ye Xi, did you know?".

Ye Nuan smiled and said nothing.

But I said in my heart: "Nonsense, of course I know!".

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The author has something to say:

Why did it feel a bit difficult to write at the end?