not fierce

The man was wearing dark blue home clothes, sitting there with a relaxed expression, he did not treat people from the company harshly,

The cloud of anger hidden in Mo Xian's heart for Xie Xunyang went around, and finally, staring at the person in front of him, he asked: "Uncle, in your eyes, what kind of person is Xie Xunyang?"

Xie Mingfan was surprised by this question, he was obviously taken aback, but seeing the child's rarely serious expression, he thought for a while, and replied: "He is a very good child, from childhood to adulthood, he is very reassuring. "

Mo Xian thought of the scene when he met Xie Xunyang for the first time when he was 10 years old.

In the night, the boy stood alone in front of the dilapidated small courtyard, in front of Mengya's leaving vehicle, and no one behind him turned on a light for him.

At that time, he didn't know the hardships, and climbed to the roof to watch the fun together with Cheng Jiawang and Cui Shu. At the same age, what Xie Xunyang experienced was far beyond their imagination.

Hearing Xie Mingfan's words, Mo Xian said softly: "That's because he has always known what he wants. No matter where he is or how bad the environment is, he is willing to move towards that goal and will never stop .”

Xie Mingfan put away his smile, but the familiar seriousness appeared in his eyes again.

Mo Xian kept talking: "He would rather be hungry and learn to cook by himself than accept food brought to him by others... He once almost burned down a kitchen. He never asks others, and never pins his hopes on others body."

Xie Mingfan's eyes touched, and he sighed: "Xunyang... has been very self-reliant since he was a child. It's my fault as a father. A child shouldn't have to bear these things."

"Did you always think that he was confident, smart, calm, and omnipotent?"

Perhaps Mo Xian's tone was a bit aggressive, Xie Mingfan raised his brows and looked over.

He admitted directly: "Indeed, Xunyang can do more than ordinary children."

But Mo Xian really got angry in his heart, and stood up: "Then do you know, he not only used his certificate to deceive people, but also bought bread for the little fools in the class! When I was sick, it was him I took the bus for two hours alone to buy anti-fever stickers; I had never eaten a hamburger, and my family thought it was not nutritious, and he always remembered it, and secretly took me there..."

Mo Xian's chest heaved with excitement: "He will regret and blame himself because of the death of an uncle who beat him but also saved him. He will attribute his mother's fault to himself, and he will be speechless to see you for a while! He respects you! You, love you, you will not hesitate to tear up the letter sent from Italy, even if, even if you promised me to go to Fucheng to study in junior high school together, you still came to Shangjing without hesitation, and came back to you!"

Mo Xian sniffed, looked at the stunned man with vague almond eyes, choked up and said, "That's because compared to his superficial calmness...he is a person who pays attention to feelings in his heart, is careful, gentle, and considerate of others." ah……"

"Uncle, Xie Xunyang will never screw you, he will only compete with himself, but he really could choose what he wants...can't he?"

After Mo Xian finished speaking in one breath, he felt a little impulsive, but he didn't regret it.He rubbed his back, leaned against the edge of the chair, and sat back obediently.

After a while, I didn't hear Xie Mingfan speak again.

Xie Mingfan was shocked, as if he couldn't believe that Xie Xunyang would tell this child such a secret thing.

Xie Xunyang has always done things safely.It seems that he underestimated the weight of this kid in Xie Xunyang's heart.

Mo Xian was also very worried.

Xie Xunyang has stated many times that he has made a decision. If he continues to do this, is he overstepping the mark?Uncle Xie's health is not good, so he won't be angry with himself...

While hesitating, Xie Mingfan slowly stood up.

Mo Xian stood up reflexively, with a bald mouth: "...I'm sorry!"

Xie Mingfan waved his hand and walked out.

……

When Xie Xunyang came back, he was carrying two bags of rolled dough in his hand.

When Mo Xian called the questionnaire, he said that he was greedy for the rolled dough at the school gate, so he remembered to bring it back.

The students from the student union who came to help in advance walked out of the school together and met for a dinner party. Only Xie Xunyang refused, and stood alone in the queue in front of the dough rolling cart under the eyes of everyone.

The members couldn't say a word: "...Thank God, did you buy rolled dough today?"

"Well, the family wants to eat."

During the holidays, not many people come to buy from the car.

Xie Xunyang entered the house with a face, but he was not greeted as expected.Two days ago, when I brought pancakes and baked gluten, I always waited at the door every time.

With such enthusiasm, I don't know who I am waiting for.

This reminded him that when Mo Xian was a child, when he first started to want to go to school in Fucheng, he also thought that he would take him to eat all kinds of delicious food.

Little heartless.

"Wang Wang!"

Xiao Liangxin ran over, sniffed around his ankles, and circled excitedly.

There was no one in the apartment. Xie Xunyang had already brought the puppy here to take care of Aunt Wen.

After changing his shoes, he called upstairs: "Mo Xiaoxian, your dough has arrived."

It took a long time before I heard a dull "oh" from upstairs, and then the sound of Shu pulling the slippers downstairs.

Seeing Mo Xian's messy hair, as if he had just been raped by something, Xie Xunyang raised his chin lightly and frowned.

"Didn't you understand the math paper?"

Handing him the bag, he rubbed his head with one free hand.

"What's the big deal, I'll tell you later."

Mo Xian murmured "Mmm", with something hidden in his heart, the skin in his hand felt unscented.

He went to the kitchen to get two large bowls and poured the dough into them.

Xie Xunyang came over after changing his home clothes.

"Did you see my dad?"

In the past few days, Mo Xian always asked Xie Mingfan to bring snacks back from the school gate. Xie Mingfan had never eaten it, and he also tasted it a few times.So Xie Xunyang now buys double copies every time.

"...Uncle seems to be still in the study, I'll bring him a bowl." Mo Xian wanted to apologize seriously again, quickly picked up a bowl, and ran upstairs.

Xie Xunyang looked at his back with thoughtful eyes.

When we arrived at the door of Xie Mingfan's study room, the door was not closed. Mo Xian stood at the door, hesitant.

Xie Mingfan was on the phone with his back turned to him, and when he heard the sound, he turned around, saw clearly what Mo Xian was holding in his hand, and signaled with his hand that he was busy, so he stopped eating.

Mo Xian went downstairs again lightly.

Xie Xunyang raised his eyes.

Mo Xian said: "... Uncle is busy."

"Well. Eat less, too. Aunt Wen said that you don't eat her food during this time, so everyone has an opinion. "

"it is good……"

Xie Xunyang flicked his forehead: "If you have something to tell me, don't hide it yourself, huh?"

"Well."

"Don't whimper."

"I see!"

……

The days passed by, and the day when the second year of high school started is coming soon.

Xie Xunyang and Mo Xian were going to move back from their old house to an apartment near the school.

Xie Mingfan came out of the study, sat on the sofa in the living room, and watched Aunt Wen keep packing their luggage.The two people who came with backpacks had to drag two large suitcases with them when they left.

The driver, Xiao Zhao, helped to move it to the car.

"Enough is enough, Aunt Wen, it's not like she won't come back." Xie Xunyang couldn't help but stop him.

"It's the hardest time for you to study, and the two boys don't know how to take care of themselves, so bring more supplements, be obedient." Aunt Wen remembered that the bird's nest ordered by her husband hadn't been packed yet, so she hurriedly turned and went into the kitchen .

"Dad, we two boys, what bird's nest do we need to bring?" Xie Xunyang showed a helpless expression on his face.

Xie Mingfan put his hands on the armrest of the sofa and smiled lightly: "Have you packed all your things?"

"Ah."

He looked at Mo Xian again, with gentle eyes: "I asked the dean, your competition class is on a separate floor, not with their regular class, although it's a bit far away, you two still need to take care of each other."

Mo Xian opened his mouth, it sounded weird, but he still said: "My brother's math competition and my biology competition class should be next to each other..."

Xie Mingfan glanced at Xie Xunyang who was standing upright, snorted, took out a slip from his briefcase, and took a picture of it.

"It is a record for both of them to be able to keep out of the Sacred Music English Competition every year. They can't compete with foreign language schools at all. If he wants to take this difficult road, let him go. If he doesn't make a name, he will lose himself. people."

Mo Xian's almond eyes enlarged slightly, and he looked at the list on the table in front of him. On it was the latest class schedule. No. 1 in Science Class A suddenly changed to the name "Xie Xunyang".

Mo Xian let out a "wow", jumped up and picked it up to measure it carefully, and looked at Father Xie in disbelief: "How did you do this? Haven't all the volunteer forms been handed in? The teacher said that it can't be changed after it's confirmed." of!"

Xie Mingfan couldn't help laughing when he looked at him excitedly adoring him, and deliberately put on a straight face: "Of course I used my privilege. The last time I transferred his student status from Yucheng privately, this time I gave it to him privately." Transferred to another class, how about it, is my father strong? Is it unreasonable."

Mo Xian was stunned when he heard that.

Xie Xunyang lowered his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and slowly walked to Xie Mingfan, squatted down, hugged his thin father lightly, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Dad."

Xie Mingfan patted him on the back.

"Get up, go and thank your little friend. When we first met when we were young, he knew to protect you. When we grow up, he will still protect you."

Xie Xunyang turned his head suddenly and looked at Mo Xian in a daze.

Mo Xian blushed, embarrassed: "...Don't say that, I didn't, I didn't do anything..."

Xie Mingfan stopped teasing him, let Xie Xunyang get up, looked at the son who was already an adult in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he sighed: "Dad has not really understood you for so many years, don't blame Dad. "

Xie Xunyang bit his gums: "You don't have to say that."

"Go." Xie Mingfan took Xie Xunyang's hand and sent him to the door. "Go to school. During the holidays, you should go home and have a look. Children's families are far away. If there is anything wrong, come back and tell your uncle." .”

Mo Xian was moved, and felt even more guilty for not being able to control his tone at that time. He looked at Father Xie and nodded emphatically.

Xie Xunyang picked up the backpack, and Xie Mingfan helped him arrange the straps, straightening it meticulously.

In a daze, Xie Xunyang seemed to recall that when he was very young, his father sent him to school for the first time.

After so many years, some things have not changed at all.