immature

"Young man, are you looking for someone? You have to register at the door."

"No uncle, I'll just wait here."

It was not until ten o'clock in the morning.

Xi Yan, bored with his pockets in his pocket, stood outside the guard room at Gate No. [-] of Huating Community, slightly leaning against the wall painted earth red, and beside him was a small window specially opened for outsiders in the guard room.

The window was open, and a table was placed against the wall inside, just flush with the lower window sill. The table was empty, except for a thick roll-up book.

Sleepless winter and March, sleepy in spring, tired in autumn and nap in summer.

Xi Yan has been relaxed since he came back, and he has never dozed off regardless of the right time and place.

He didn't play with his mobile phone, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he stood there. He just squinted his eyes quietly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

The greening of the community should be done very well, even if he is standing outside the gate, he can still smell the faint fragrance of flowers wafting from time to time.

It's a late-blooming gardenia with a hint of late summer.

It didn't last long before Xi Yan's brewing comfort was interrupted by an intensifying noise.

Xi Yan opened his eyes and blinked.He turned around, bent down slightly, and lay on the window sill with his forearms staggered, secretly observing with Uncle Security.Through this window, Xi Yan can see through the wide open door of the guard room, and see the simple temporary express storage rack at the gate of the community at a glance.

There were a few people standing there.

Xi Yan was not curious either.

He just wanted to see who the hell is Zhou Tian who can make such a fuss early in the morning.

"I just took a flower from you, and the child can play with it if he likes it! You don't need to kill a child like this!"

"Can children take other people's flowers without permission? Can you be reasonable?"

"Why didn't I make sense? I didn't say I wouldn't give it back to you. You're such a big man and you're angry with a child. Why are you so small?"

"..."

It was a girl and an old woman who got into an argument with a little boy riding a toy car at her lap.

The boy is waving a big plump gardenia in his hand, and with a triumphant smile on his face, he is showing off his power and showing off his teeth and claws.

Following the direction of the girl's finger, Xi Yan saw a bunch of gardenias carefully tied with kraft paper on the courier shelf.

——It turned out that it was not the greening of the community.

That bouquet of flowers was obviously chosen with care, and it was chosen very well. The flowers were all big, with well-trimmed green leaves, and they looked as fresh and invigorating as their fragrance.

The fly in the ointment is that there seems to be a missing piece in the middle of the bouquet, which is a bit empty.

Either the person who tied the flowers was technically flawed, or...

Looking at the current scene, Xi Yan immediately understood.

He looked at the height of the delivery rack, and the bouquet of flowers was placed on the top tier.

No matter how much children jump around, they will definitely be out of reach.

Sure enough, behind every unscrupulous and unscrupulous child, there is a life nanny who works as a minion.

The security in Huating District is relatively strict. Whether it is express delivery or takeaway, it can only be delivered to the door. Ordinary items are generally placed on the shelf, and valuables are placed in the electronic locker on the other side.

Probably someone sent flowers to this girl, but they put them on the shelf before signing for them in person.

The girl stepped on her slippers and hurried down to get it. Unexpectedly, she was taken away by the "Big Flower Picker" in just such a short time.

Xi Yan guessed in his heart that the aunt probably didn't expect the girl to come so quickly, and she was caught on the spot at the crime scene, and she didn't know if it was embarrassing or not.

It can be seen that the girl suppressed her anger and tried her best to be polite, she suppressed her anger: "Please return my flowers to me!"

"Give it back to you, give it back to you! Who cares so much!" But the aunt became angry from embarrassment.After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to grab the flower from the little boy's hand, and said in a strange manner, "Let go! What can I do if people don't want to play with you? You played with the leaves, and you will be disciplined if you say anything." You!"

Unexpectedly, the little boy who was still laughing just now changed his face faster than the woman in love.

He only had thunder but not rain, and immediately began to cry proficiently: "I don't! I don't! I want to play with Huahua! I want to play with Huahua!"

The movement of the aunt reaching for the flowers was probably a technical disguise. She clicked loudly, turned her head and said impatiently to the girl: "Just let him play with it! It won't do anything! Anyway, you still have such a big bouquet."

The girl's face was blushing, and she said anxiously: "You didn't get my consent, how can you take my things?"

The aunt pointed to the bouquet of flowers on the shelf: "Isn't that your name written on it, how did I know it was yours."

The girl's three views instantly cracked: "No matter who it is, you can't take it casually!"

The people watching the scene changed from two or three to four or five, and most of them were old people who came back from a walk after shopping for vegetables.

Some of them felt a little soft-hearted when they heard their children cry. Even though they knew it was the girl who was on the side, they still persuaded them gently:

"Girl, if you forget it, don't get angry with the child, just give it to him, ah."

"The child is also ignorant, the little girl should be more generous."

The aunt only thought that others were kindly trying to persuade her to support her, and she seemed to have more confidence.

Xi Yan raised his eyebrows unconsciously, thinking that this is not helping the evildoers.

Sure enough, the girl was anxious and her eyes were already red: "Is it my fault that he is ignorant? How can you teach children like this?"

The aunt was not happy when she heard this: "How can you talk! How can I teach you! You are a little girl, what do you know to teach children!"

This sentence is quite similar to "an intern knows a fart", both of which have an offensive taste.

Hearing this, Xi Yan straightened up slowly.

The security guard was eating melons silently in the front row, probably not daring to speak rashly to persuade the fight.

Xi Yan doesn't care about this.He stretched out his hand, curled his slender and fair index finger slightly, and rang the bell outside the security room. After two crisp rings, the security guard turned his head and looked at this handsome young man who had been waiting outside the door for about ten minutes.

Xi Yan casually took off the signature pen pinned to the registration book, turned to the latest page, and wrote down his name and contact number in a leisurely manner.

"Uncle, I've registered, let's go in."

Before the security guard could reply, he saw that he had stretched his arms, pressed his fingertips, and pressed the door switch fixed at the corner of the table neatly, and walked into the community.

The boy in his fifteenth or sixteenth year has grown taller, but his flesh has not kept up with the growth.

The plain white solid color T-shirt and washed blue jeans are all loose styles, leaving some voids in the clothes, making him look very thin.

This dress is simple and clean. I don't know if it's because of his fair skin, but Xi Yan still looks quite deceptively well-behaved.

As an outsider in the community, Xi Yan didn't get any attention, because everyone's attention was still on the aunt and girl who were escalating the war.

So Xi Yan easily blended into the crowd of onlookers watching the excitement.

—By the way, without anyone noticing, he took a lollipop from the pocket of the boy's toy car.

In the boy's car pocket was a bundle of lollipops, just like the ones sold in supermarkets. Many lollipops would be tied into a big lollipop shape, which was very popular with children.

It's just that the boy's outer packaging has been removed.

Although Xi Yan is "unaware of anyone", it is only limited to the perspective of the onlookers. From the height of the little boy, he can witness the "crime scene" all the way.

The boy's eyes widened in shock from the sudden grab, and the sobbing that pierced his ears seemed to be the pause button, at least after a pause of three to three seconds... the crying became even more heart-piercing in an instant .

The bear child is young, but has a strong sense of territory. He howls out his true feelings, and finally shows signs of crying.

Only then did the eyes of the crowd refocus.

Xi Yan rubbed his buzzing ears under the ignorant gaze of the uncles and aunts, and said, "Didn't I just take you a lollipop? What's wrong with giving me one? An imposing man, what's so good about that?" crying."

The young man's voice was clear, but his voice was slightly dragged, with a touch of unconscious jokes. As soon as the words came out, everyone except the boy seemed to be muted, and even the security guard's movement of eating melon seeds froze for a moment.

The aunt was stunned for a moment, she looked down at the boy's car pocket, and then at Xi Yan's hand, in disbelief: "You...what's the matter with you kid! You even want to snatch the kid's things?"

"I didn't grab it." Xi Yan moved his hands slowly, making gestures to peel off the candy wrapper, "It's there, so I took it. Anyway, there are so many, I don't mind if I eat one."

It may be that the barking sound from the candy wrapper stimulated the little boy, and his bean-sized tears fell down.

The aunt immediately said angrily: "If you want to eat, won't you buy it yourself? Who are you? You don't learn well, but you look pretty. You learn to do some sneaky things!"

If someone else heard this, they would definitely be angry, such as the victim girl.

Xi Yan appeared suddenly, she didn't realize it for a moment, but now hearing what the aunt said, the old and new fires were combined into one, and they were about to attack together - but Xi Yan shook his head slightly at her.

The beautiful child that the aunt spoke of was not angry.

He wasn't even annoyed at all, and he spoke calmly and logically: "I'm poor and have no money to buy. You all have so many, it doesn't matter if you just give me one."

With an expression of harmlessness to humans and animals, Xi Yan peeled off the candy wrapper in two strokes, and smiled cleanly and heartily amidst the hoarse cry of the bear child: "You are so old, be more generous."

The girl's anger immediately dissipated by half.

What an eye-opener, the fierce collision between "he is still a child" and "I am poor but I am justified".

If Auntie doesn't see her now, she is learning from the barbarians to control the barbarians, then her life will be in vain.Her face turned blue and red, changing unpredictablely, and she was really beautiful.

Xi Yan restrained his smile, and conveniently stuffed the peeled lollipop into the bear's mouth.

The boy hiccupped while hugging the lollipop he had lost and recovered, and stopped making trouble.

But Xi Yan did a full set of plays, and at this time, he still didn't forget to add a sentence: "If you don't give it, you won't give it back, just return it to you, who cares."

Aunt's sanity is faltering, and high blood pressure is just a step in the door.With a dark face, she grabbed the gardenia that the boy was holding tightly to.I don't know if it was a slippery hand or on purpose, the flower fell to the ground and a leaf was knocked off.

But the aunt turned a blind eye, she dragged the toy car, dragged and dragged the boy away, and said as she walked, "Who is he, he has no education, no quality..."

Xi Yan sneered, bent down and picked up the flower.

The spectators didn't want to say much, and they dispersed, and there was a lot of space in front of the courier rack.

Xi Yan walked to the side of the shelf in two steps, raised his hand and inserted the flowers back into the empty space in the middle of the bouquet, twisted them with his fingertips, and wiped away a bit of dust stuck to the petals.

The girl watched him hold out his hand.

The boy's fingers were slender and whiter than gardenias.

Xi Yan succeeded, and was about to retreat, but before he could take a step, the girl stopped him: "Wait, that...brother, thank you for helping me out!"

Xi Yan paused, and seemed to subconsciously disagree with this title.

But anyway... he really is a younger brother now.

But even the younger brother is half a head taller than this girl, so when Xi Yan looked at her, he had to lower his head slightly: "It's okay..."

"Xi Yan—I'm coming, I'm coming—"

Before Xi Yan finished saying "It's okay", he was choked back in his throat by the howling of ghosts and wolves from afar.He raised his eyes and looked at the male classmate who was galloping towards him like a wild dog.

Unable to hold back, the corner of his mouth twitched, probably because he felt a little ashamed.

The girl saw that he was probably waiting for someone, and the waiting person had already arrived, so she didn't say much, but thanked him sincerely again, and then walked away in three steps.

Not long after, the wild dog has galloped to the front.

Ding Xuan was out of breath, and he didn't forget to look back at the girl's back.He frowned, and asked: "What the hell, what happened just now, you gave someone flowers?! Damn, do you like sister?"

Xi Yan was bathed in Uncle Security's respectful eyes, and walked out calmly.

Ding Xuan hurriedly followed.

After walking out of the community, Xi Yancai said lightly: "If you like it, I will give you a bunch some other day."

Ding Xuan was flattered: "Really?"

"Really." Xi Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. More than ten minutes had passed since the ten o'clock appointment, which meant that he had been waiting for Ding Xuan for nearly half an hour.He gave Ding Xuan a friendly smile, "White chrysanthemums are very good, especially for those who commit crimes at every turn."