Weak and enchanting

one year later.

An energetic child ran into the bedroom, his fair face flushed, "Jiexuan Jiexuan, hurry up and change your clothes, Brother Kuang and Brother Fan will be here soon."

Qi Jiexuan, who was changing clothes, quit when he heard this, walked over with his clothes wide open, put his arms around his waist and raised his chin, and said, "I knew you, Brother Kuang! I'm so happy to be here, huh? Can't wait? You Don't be afraid that I will be jealous, hum!"

Qi Zeyu also hugged him back, and first kissed him to comfort him: "What are you thinking, didn't I draw a picture and give it to them? This is not right. Besides, you were so busy before, now you can finally rest and celebrate, and the baby will too." I'm very happy, of course you, the host, must treat guests well, don't you?"

"Yeah. It's nice to say. But I'm jealous, I still need to moisten it now, I want to eat Xiaoyu." After saying that, he began to bite his ear, Qi Zeyu dodged it itchyly: "I can't do it now!"

"Isn't there still the second brother and them?" His hands began to be dishonest.

"Second Brother and the others...are busy. Oh, don't! I was about to knock on the door, but I heard it...so the host should hurry up and pack up to entertain the guests!" Slip away: "I'll help Annie take care of the baby."

Qi Jiexuan sighed helplessly with a smile, "I can't eat it, but the second brother and the others will take the time to enjoy it."Looking at the radiant Qi Xinglin and Yi Nian at the dinner table, someone's resentment deepened a lot.On the other side, there are also brothers who are not worrying about it. This meal really ate it down the spine.

After the meal, everyone sat in the living room and chatted. This exhibition was very successful. Even the king of England came to visit, which made them famous.At this time, Qi Zeyu mysteriously rolled out an easel, smiled and said to them: "I suddenly had an inspiration a while ago. Although I don't know what it is, it seems that there is a voice in my heart telling me to draw this thing. After I finish it, I will draw it for the first time." Brother Kuang was the first thing I thought of, so I want to give him to you, I hope you will like it."

After saying these words, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became weird. Everyone's thoughts were frightened by the voice in their hearts, but they all cooperated with forced smiles.Fortunately, Qi Zeyu was intoxicated in his paintings and did not feel the atmosphere of the scene. The canvas was pulled down, and it was a comfortable work.In a natural environment, there is an open birdcage with a pair of scissors that cut the rope, and a free bird flies out of the cage, and it flies to the sky when the sun is shining.

"Brother Kuang, do you like it?" Qi Zeyu asked expectantly.

Li Shikuang nodded, and nodded heavily: "I like it very much, thank you." He raised his right hand to hold Qi Zeyu's hand, and kissed the back of his hand.Qi Zeyu smiled shyly and sat back, Qi Jiexuan quickly took his baby's hand and frantically wiped the kissed place, Qi Zeyu laughed and scolded childishness in his heart.

I don’t know if it’s because God left a bird-like scar on his right hand to wake him up... It’s been a year, and Qi Zeyu’s improvement is obvious to all in the blink of an eye. His speech is no longer intermittent, and his thoughts I have matured a lot, and the best thing is that I have really forgotten all the things that should not be remembered.As long as Qi Zeyu is good to Qi Jiexuan, there is nothing he can't let go of. Although he still doesn't want to see Li Shikuang, Qi Zeyu said that he gave him the feeling of a big brother, treating him like a relative, and he can only hold back no matter how upset he is.

After the dinner party, Qi Jiexuan came out of the bathroom to wash up and found that the lights in the bedroom were all turned off, only the lamp beside the bed was left with an ambiguous yellow light.Lying on the bed was an enchanting beauty, with short dark hair, setting off a fair and powdery face, a pair of peach blossom eyes full of moisture, cherry lips half a smile, lying on her side wearing pajamas that could be seen through at a glance: "Jiexuan, hurry up!" Come and rest."

Another beauty trick!Qi Jiexuan walked over slowly with false reserve: "Okay, rest, you're tired too." After finishing speaking, he turned on the bed and turned off the light, intending to be a gentleman for the night, although he regretted it the next second.Qi Zeyu found out that he was not fooled, is he still jealous?He smiled and leaned into Qi Jiexuan's ear and whispered, "Jiexuan...brother, why don't you sleep with me." Before leaving, he deliberately licked his ear.

Someone couldn't hold it in an instant, turned over and overwhelmed others, and entered the sweetness amidst the hilarity.

Man, do you always have to experience several breakdowns before you grow up?The so-called sweetness after bitterness, how many people are still experiencing the bitter stage?

At that time, we never knew when sweetness would come when we tasted bitterness, but people, there should always be hope, even if it is the last moment, even if the last drop of light disappears, it doesn’t matter, remember that The direction of the light, go there, you will always find it.

【Finish】

"Weak and Enchanting" by Xianchi

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The author has something to say:

In 2015, I didn’t know when I conceived it. Because I saw a painting by Kasai Daida, I created the character Xiaoyu; I wrote a lot of inspirational plots; later, the computer hard drive burned out several times, and everything was gone, so I had to start over. I retrieved very few materials and re-created it. I officially wrote it in 2016... It is already 2018.well!

Speaking of it, this story is not my usual style, and it was very hard to write in the middle.The beginning of the article was written when I was at my lowest mood, and the end is also when my mood is at my lowest.I don’t know if you have experienced a collapse. The collapse is really uncomfortable and makes people breathless. From campus, home, society to myself, when I am about to be depressed, I rely on writing to relieve my emotions. Life is forced It's so hard, it almost made me think of going into a coffin. There are a few chapters in the article that are a bit bloody in style, right?I wrote it when I was suffering from a high fever of almost 40 degrees, so I apologize for the heavy mouth.

The bitterness of my mother will not be passed on to the text, I hope the characters in the text can continue to live happily~