Dressed as women's clothing big guy male supporting role

His eyes were serious and frank.

Now there are not so many dead trees and shrubs on the side of the road, and the field of vision has become wider. The faint light of stars among the sparse clouds illuminates the path under the feet, and Wen Li's face can also be vaguely seen.

Being stared at so intently by him, Vince's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, "There's nothing to be sorry about, this kind of thing."

"I'm not used to talking too much with people, but I will pay attention in the future," Wen Li said, "If you want to know something, you can ask me directly."

Vince: ...

Obviously speaking the truth, but listening to it is more touching than those rhetoric.

It's like a promise, you are my sister, you are special, I will tell you everything in the future.

But for some reason, Vince felt a little sour in his heart, and he was still empty. There was a rational voice in his mind telling him that he was taking advantage of the original owner. If it wasn't for his sister's important status, he would treat him the same as others. Like people, polite and distant, cherish words like gold.

And if it wasn't for his sister, would he still be willing to let him pull his clothes?

Thinking of this, Vince laughed at himself, when did he become a person who would be entangled in such things?The original owner gave up and left, it's meaningless to think about it, isn't it?Life always has to look forward.

But Vince let go and said, "I can see the road."

Instead of holding on to Wen Li's clothes, he took a step forward, side by side with him from front to back, leaving the tall shelter, put his hands in his pockets, and walked silently with Wen Li.

There were no trees, and the mountain wind was getting tighter and colder. Vince looked up at the night sky, but there was nothing there, but he opened his palms and then tightened them, as if he could hold a handful of icy, slippery water foam. .

"Is it snowing?" he asked strangely.

"No, it's the wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains."

Wen Li explained, raising his hand to point in a certain direction, "Today is the end of the month, if you come during the full moon, the snow-capped mountains over there will be very beautiful."

Snow mountains under the full moon?It feels so romantic...

Vince couldn't help imagining, and followed his expectations. Unfortunately, he didn't see the shadow of the snow mountain. Suddenly, there were two flashlights moving up and down in front of him, and they were getting closer and closer with the sound of people and footsteps.

Peng Fanghan and two other villagers saw Wenli and Vince from a distance, and immediately waved and shouted. They probably came back later than expected, so they came to pick them up along the way if they were worried.

The topic of Snow Mountain was temporarily interrupted, and the group returned to school.

The winter night in the deep mountains is really cold. Vince put two hot water bottles under the quilt. After trying the temperature inside, he still felt cold. Dare to remove makeup early, the makeup remover cotton I brought is placed on the stool next to it, and there is a washbasin and thermos bottle under the stool.

It was cold in the room, and Vince was stamping his feet and rubbing his hands when there was a soft knock on the door.

"Are you asleep? It's me." It was Fu Xiaowei.

Vince hurried over to open the door for her, Fu Xiaowei was afraid of freezing him, so she stuffed a warm water bottle through the crack of the door, but it didn't come in, so she urged him to close the door quickly.

"Why give me another one? What about yourself?"

Fu Xiaowei said outside the door, "This is your brother's. He doesn't need it. Let me get it for you. He said that you are prone to cold because of hypoglycemia."

The door and window were shaken slightly by the wind, and Fu Xiaowei had already left.

"..." Vince was holding the warm water bag, which was freshly filled with hot water compared to the previous two, and the temperature was very high.

He didn't pay attention to hugging for those two seconds longer, feeling the skin on his palm was hot and red, so he quickly tucked it into the bed.

The lights in several rooms outside were finally turned off one after another. Vince simply tidied himself up and lay down on the bed.

There are two warm water bags under the feet, and another one in front of the body. It is too hot, and the fingers can only be lightly placed on it, and the surrounding sheets are all warm.

Vince faintly felt sweat on his forehead, he just closed his eyes, opened them again, took out his phone and edited a message: [Thank you, dear brother. ]

About ten seconds later, I received a reply: [Go to sleep, good night. ]

**

The next day was the New Year's Eve, and the children didn't come over in the morning, and only gathered at school with the adults at home after noon.

Gray smoke and white mist billow from the kitchen, and the most capable sister-in-laws in the village have been preparing for the collective New Year’s Eve dinner at [-]:[-] pm since morning. Since more and more young and middle-aged people have gone out, Ge Xueling has not been this lively for a long time .

On the small school playground, the crew had already set up an open-air stage, right next to the high-definition screen.

Ji Mingjing and the others are making intense preparations. Although it's just a simple charity performance, the ostentation has not been omitted at all.

Wen Li was called by Peng Fanghan to debug the big screen. The network signal in the village is average. In order to ensure the normal broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala and achieve ultra-high-definition visual effects, some signal amplification processing is needed.

Fu Xiaowei was helping the old people to take care of the younger children. They were running and chasing after each other, and they had to fall from time to time, crying and laughing for a while, which made the atmosphere very lively.

Among so many children, only Dalin was sitting alone by the teeth of the playground. Amidst the shadows of his companions scurrying around, he kept changing angles to see his uncles setting up the stage, with a fresh look on his face.

When Vince walked by, he was grinning in a certain direction, and there was a group of boys playing football over there, like someone scored an own goal, and everyone was laughing at him.

Vince also sat down next to him, Dalin turned his head and saw him, and shouted happily, "Teacher Wen!"

"Why are you here alone? Is Xiaolin here?"

Vince still remembered that when Dalin first met him, he mentioned his sister Xiaolin. Today, the whole family came to school for the holidays, and Dalin should not be the only one.

"Grandma is carrying it, over there."

Dalin waved to Vince's right side, "Xiaolin, come here!"

"Brother!" I saw a little girl, only three or four years old, fat and round, like the dolls in the two New Year's pictures pasted at the school gate, with a bright red padded jacket and a chubby red face. Son, beaming and lovable.

The little girl called "Brother" again, and ran towards this side. She was wearing thick cotton trousers and cotton shoes, and her short legs couldn't move. An old man followed behind, saying "run slowly" some".

When he got close, Da Lin opened his hand, and the little girl threw herself into her brother's arms on purpose, as if she had fallen, and wanted to hug and act coquettishly.

My brother giggled as soon as he touched his face, very satisfied.

"Xiao Lin, this is my brother's art teacher, Teacher Wen."

"Smell~ old~teacher~ good~"

The little girl yelled in a childish and childish voice, and then tilted her head after she yelled, and asked suspiciously, "What is art?"

"It's just painting." Dalin explained.

The little girl's bright eyes blinked and she put her fingers to her mouth, "Can Xiaolin also paint?"

"You haven't drawn before..." Dalin was thinking about how to tell the little girl not to be disappointed, but Vince said, "Yes, Xiaolin, wait a minute, teacher, go get something."

Vince quickly ran back to his room. For this teaching support, he also specially brought two portable drawing boards, which can be used to draw and color after charging, which is similar to the effect on the computer.

"Just draw on the drawing board, if you want to redraw, press this to erase."

Vince gave Dalin and Xiaolin each a drawing board and taught them how to draw lines on it.

Kobayashi is purely playing around, but Dalin draws very seriously.

Vince found out in the classroom yesterday that Dalin seems to like drawing very much. When he was drawing board newspapers, he read them very seriously. Perhaps because of his health, he was a little shy when he was in the group of classmates. Around him asking questions, only Dalin sat in the front row, quietly observing his painting.

"Who are you drawing?" Vince saw that Dalin wanted to draw a character.

"My mother." Dalin replied firmly, but he didn't draw very well, and he could barely see that it was a human figure.

Just as Vince was about to say something more, Grandma Dalin suddenly tugged on his sleeve lightly. Vince turned his head and saw the old man pursing his lips at him, with a look of sadness on his face that had experienced many vicissitudes.

Vince suddenly understood something.

Then Dalin asked him, "Teacher, how did you draw the wings?"

"wing?"

"Well, I want to draw a pair of wings for my mother. The book says that all angels have wings."

"..." Vince clasped Dalin's hand holding the pen silently, "I'll take you to draw one side, and you can learn to draw the other side, okay?"

"Good!" Dalin nodded happily.

The metallic touch of the manipulator under his palm was extremely stiff, and Vince carefully led it to trace a wing slowly.

The other side was completed by Dalin independently, so the wings on both sides are not symmetrical, one is bigger and the other is smaller.

Xiao Lin was scribbling on his own drawing board, when he saw his elder brother's drawing board, he pointed to the painting, and said word by word, "This is just Da Lin, this is just Xiao Lin~ Xiao Lin and brother are both on mother's back~

"Fly oh fly!"

The little girl's shofar braids were up and down. She was still young and obviously didn't understand what heaven and angels represented, but Dalin had already reached the age to understand.

He patted his sister's head, with a pampering smile on his face, and looked down at the drawing board on his knee after a while.

"Teacher Wen, I dreamed about my mother last night."

The little figure on the drawing board is crooked, with raw sticky lines, and only a red trapezoid can be seen as a skirt.

His mechanical index finger caressed the red skirt, "Mom wished me a happy new year, saying that I am one year older and a little man now, and I have to take good care of my sister and grandma."

Vince looked at him. "So how did you answer?"

"I said I would definitely do it, and I told my mother that my right hand and leg are all healed, and she will be just like other students in the future. She will be happy!"

Dalin raised his right hand, "It would be great if mom could see it too, this arm is so cool, like a super soldier."

"Then how about we draw a super soldier and protect your mom by her side?" Vince suggested.

"Xiao Lin also wants to~" The little girl squeezed in, Vince was almost pushed down by her, he smiled and put the little fat girl in his arms.

"Okay, let's also draw a super soldier transformed by Kobayashi, who protects his mother with his elder brother. We call them 'Dalin' and 'Xiaolin'."

On the drawing board, there are two more little people.

At the request of Dalin, the mechanical hand and mechanical feet were also drawn. In the painting, he is holding his mother's left hand, and the little sister is holding her mother's right hand. The mouths of the two dolls are laughing like crescent moons.

Vince used the instant output function of the drawing board to print out this painting, and Dalin looked at it preciously, reluctant to fold it up.

After a while, he said softly, "Teacher Wen, I miss my mother..."

**

After Wen Li adjusted the big screen, he went around the stage and met the crew leader of the film crew. During the greeting, a young cameraman ran over, "Team leader, I just caught a good piece of material, do you want to see it?"

Wen Li bowed and was about to leave, but heard a familiar voice coming from the camera.

"In the sky, you and Xiao Lin are the wings of your mother. Here, your mother is your arms and legs. She will always support you until you grow into a truly upright man."

"Kobayashi also wants to be my brother's hands and legs~"

The sweet voice of the little girl is infinitely innocent.

Wen Li couldn't help but stop, and looked into the camera. The photography team leader also took the initiative to shift the picture towards Wen Li when he saw the people he was photographing.

Dalin hugged his younger sister and smiled shyly at Vince, "This little girl always likes to say that."

The little girl was grabbing her brother's mechanical hand, and her fleshy little hand was curiously clenching that thumb.

Vince smiled and said, "Then this hand is called Xiaolin, okay?"

"Okay!" The little girl clapped her hands excitedly, "Xiao Lin has become my brother's hand, Xiao Lin can draw and write!"

"Who's that brother's leg?" Vince asked.

"It's mom!" Xiao Lin said happily, "Mom is back, and brother can walk again! It's mom!"

The two children laughed very happily, and Vince laughed too.

Wen Li heard that rare hearty smile, and those eyes were even faintly shining under the camera, as if they were tears, but they were definitely not there.

Vince's voice was calm and steady, "Then let's draw Brother Dalin again. He was in the sky just now, and now he is on the earth. His hands are Xiaolin and his legs are his mother, shall we?"

"Wow~"

The three happily bowed their heads to draw.

The video stopped here, and the young photographer said, "Master, isn't it good?"

The photography team leader touched his chin, pondering.

In addition to filming this time, the crew also wanted to make a documentary or small film. It mainly wanted to show the living and learning status of left-behind children in remote mountainous areas. Now they are collecting materials anytime and anywhere.

This is also what I discussed with Wen Li just now.

"Look at this..." The young photographer rewinds the video enthusiastically, "It's just that the smile is too wide. In this case, it's better to be sentimental and more sensational? Well...how about I go and talk to Miss Wen Want to discuss reshoots?"

The photography team leader looked at Wen Li inquiringly.

Wen Si didn't say yes or no, this is Vince's own business, he will not say yes or no for him.

The young photographer walked through the crowd with the camera in his hand. Wen Li saw what he said to Vince, and then made an embracing gesture with his right hand. Vince's originally smiling expression faded, and he shook his head at the photographer.

After talking for a few more words, the photographer finally came back with a disappointed expression on his face. Seeing that Li was still there, he didn't have the nerve to say anything, and only complained to the master after he left.

"He didn't want to pose for a photo. He said it was too fake. Hey, the eldest lady is the eldest lady, and he wouldn't even cooperate."

The photography team leader laughed, "You are still too young, actually I think it's better to smile like this."

The master and apprentice discussed, and Wen Li didn't hear the photographer's complaint, but seeing his disappointed look, he guessed that he must be deflated, but he didn't know how he was rejected.

He looked at Vince over there again, he was picking up Xiaolin and putting him on his lap, while wrapping his arms around Dalin's shoulders.

Dalin was painting with his head down, and sometimes raised his head to ask for help, and Vince freed up a hand to teach him. The elder and the younger seemed to form a group of themselves, and seemed to blend into the New Year's festive atmosphere around them, looking intimate and happy.

It has nothing to do with sensationalism, let alone sentimentality.

But Wen Li couldn't help but look at it a few more times. He just felt that the picture was very beautiful, even more beautiful than the snow-capped mountains and blue sky behind him, and even... more fascinating.