cute and cool

Although he and Qiao Beixin stepped into this yard last time when they went to pick up a pen, they didn't go upstairs after all.

This was the first time Cheng Wang actually walked into Qiao Beixin's house, and he obediently carried a bag of fruit.

Qiao Beixin put it into the kitchen and said, "I'll cut it for you later."

Liang Yilan hadn't left work yet, and Qiao Beixin was the only one at home.

Cheng Wang quietly looked at his bedroom, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Your bedroom is quite tidy. You don't know the boys' dormitory..."

He made a series of "tsk tut" sounds.

Qiao Beixin's bedroom is not big, but it is well organized.He went outside and dragged a chair and sat down by himself, letting Cheng Wang sit on the swivel chair that matched the desk.

After both of them sat down, Cheng Wang Xianbao also took out his composition and put on the expression of "seeking praise".

Qiao Beixin looked amused, couldn't hold back, and patted his head again.

Cheng Wang's handwriting has indeed improved, although it is far from pleasing to the eye, but at least it is close to neatness, and it is no longer the kind of level that makes people frown at a glance.

Qiao Beixin finished reading the composition patiently, and drew out a few words with a pencil, "These words are well written."

Of course Cheng Wang couldn't remember how those words were written. He rolled his eyes and said, "I'm just trying to write slowly and clearly."

"Well, don't be impatient when writing," Qiao Beixin handed the pen to Cheng Wang, "Look, you have only practiced seriously for a short time, so you have already seen progress?"

Cheng Wang, who was praised, was even happier, and took out the test paper again, pointing to a certain question to discuss with Qiao Beixin.

Qiao Beixin's myopia is not serious, and both eyes are less than 300 degrees.You don't need to wear glasses at ordinary times, but you can only see vaguely.

He would wear glasses in class, so Cheng Wang didn't find it too strange, but now——

Cheng Wang looked up at the person who was almost lying on his face, blinked uncomfortably, and asked, "Little Qiao, are you so short-sighted?"

Qiao Beixin: "More than 200 degrees. It doesn't sound serious, but no matter what you see, it's blurry. Sometimes the classmates in the class greet me, and I have to get closer to see who it is."

Cheng Wang: "That's still a bit serious! No wonder you said you wanted to join the army, but your eyesight failed."

He rubbed his fingers and said with some regret: "Isn't the myopia correction technology very developed now? If you have surgery, will your eyesight be restored to normal?"

"In theory, it is possible, but there is a problem." Qiao Beixin has really studied myopia surgery. "I am not yet an adult, so I can't do it now. But I am saving money to prepare. After waiting, I am ready to do it." .”

He didn't care much about it, because the anguish of not being able to become a soldier because of his eyesight problems has long since disappeared.He looked down at Cheng Wang's crookedly written name on the notebook, smiled, and reached out to hold his hand.

He took Cheng Wang to write a few more words, and every time he finished writing a word, he summed up the main points of writing, "You don't need to practice too much every day, 150 words are enough. After all, our recent goal is to make the college entrance examination composition answer sheet readable. It’s neater and more beautiful, and it’s not going to participate in some calligraphy competition.”

Unknowingly, Qiao Beixin put his left hand on the swivel chair Cheng Wang was sitting on, and his chin was so close that he could put it on his shoulder with a little effort.

Cheng Wang felt that the breath in his ears was too hot, and wanted to turn his head so that Qiao Beixin would not get so close. When he turned his head, the tip of his nose lightly brushed his cheek.

The eldest brother usually pinches his nose occasionally, but this is completely different from the feeling of accidentally touching someone.

Cheng Wang wrinkled his nose and formed several small creases along with his mouth.

This distance was too close, Cheng Wang couldn't help but backed up a little, wanting to tell Qiao Beixin, you are too close to me, I am dizzy.

Qiao Beixin also turned to look at him at this time, her expression was the same as usual, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with their current posture.

Cheng Wang looked away and looked at his notebook again. Out of the corner of his eye, Qiao Beixin turned back after he lowered his head.

At this time, Qiao Beixin rubbed his index finger with his index finger, "Concentrate."

"Oh oh oh." Cheng Wang hurriedly responded, only to realize that Qiao Beixin had been holding his hand just now.

The small patch of skin where the back of the hand meets the palm is damp, but it doesn't sweat even in the hot June.

Before Cheng Wang had time to think about it, Qiao Beixin held his hand again and wrote the next word.

After a few strokes, Qiao Beixin's name was left on the notebook.

Not long after, Liang Yilan came home from get off work.

Qiao Beixin had said early in the morning that a classmate would come over today, but she didn't say who it was. Liang Yilan pushed the door open and saw Cheng Wang who was smiling, and said in surprise, "It's you?"

Cheng Wang smiled and rolled his eyes: "Well, it's me! Excuse me!"

"Don't bother, don't bother." Liang Yilan changed her shoes and washed her hands again, "It's almost six o'clock, so why don't you stay for dinner?"

There is no one in Cheng Wang's family, and he always orders takeaway during holidays, and only in rare cases when Cheng Jing doesn't work overtime can he eat home-cooked food.He didn't refuse, and said obediently: "Thank you, Auntie!"

Cheng Wang has a pleasing and delicate face, with a sweet mouth, which is very lovable. Compared with Qiao Beixin's bad words, he looks even more lovely and pleasing.

Liang Yilan thought for a while and said, "Then I won't leave the stall tonight, and I'll make you some snacks tonight."

Cheng Wang quickly waved his hand, "No need, Auntie, you are busy with your work, why don't I help you at night!"

Qiao Beixin stopped him, "It's just one night, it's okay."

He pushed Cheng Wang's back back to the bedroom, while he went to the kitchen to help Liang Yilan.

It was the first time Qiao Beixin brought her classmates to play at home. The experience she had never had before made the woman novel and excited. Liang Yilan had a happy smile on his face, and even hummed a few tunes while washing the vegetables.

Qiao Beixin said helplessly, "Mom."

Liang Yilan also felt embarrassed, covered her mouth and laughed a few times, and said, "I'm just so happy. You know, I'm always afraid that you won't be able to make friends at school..."

As Liang Yilan said, he sighed deeply, and then thought that his son was so old, and finally made a good friend with a good personality and a good looks.

She had been worried that her son would be bullied at school, but she knew Qiao Beixin too well, and knew that he would never tell others if he was wronged.

Ever since she was a child, Liang Yilan has always worried about this matter.

The more she thought about it, the happier she felt, with an uncontrollable smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"Xinxin, go ask your friend what he likes to eat, I'm ready." Liang Yilan said, bending over to open the cupboard door, she groped inside, and said, "There's no soy sauce at home, Xinxin, Go and help me buy a bottle of soy sauce in a while, and buy some of your friend's favorite dishes by the way."

Qiao Beixin said "OK", then raised his hand to check the cupboard above, "It seems that the white sugar is almost used up, I'll buy it together."

Cheng Wang is not a picky eater, he will eat anything and it is very easy to feed.

"Okay, wait for me for a while, I'll go downstairs to buy soy sauce." Qiao Beixin said, "It's in the supermarket downstairs."

Cheng Wang nodded and pointed to the copybook on the table, "I'll finish writing it soon!"

Qiao Beixin looked down, smiled and said, "Yes."

Liang Yilan cut up the fruit brought by Cheng Wang. The red watermelon flesh was dotted with purple-black grapes. It was divided into two even portions and placed in two small ceramic bowls.

I have to say that Liang Yilan really understands the joys of life.The two bowls she brought had different patterns printed on them, and the one handed to Cheng Wang had a few small oranges painted on it.

Liang Yilan said: "After searching for a long time, I really don't have a bowl with oranges at home, so let's just use this."

Cheng Wang was coaxed until his heart was bubbling.

The watermelon is very sweet, and a few pieces of ice are placed at the bottom of the bowl, which is cool and refreshing to quench the heat and thirst.

Cheng Wang said with emotion: "Auntie, you are too good at cooking."

Liang Yilan waved his hands and said, "It's just messing around."

In just a few words, Cheng Wang had already finished eating a bowl of fruit. Seeing this, Liang Yilan picked up the bowl and said, "I'll go wash some grapes for you. Don't eat too much watermelon at night, I'm afraid You have diarrhea."

Qiao Beixin's desk is not big, and it is just right for his own things to be placed. If a few more books and test papers are placed, the space will become a bit crowded.

Cheng Wang was not like Qiao Beixin, who put things everywhere. Liang Yilan picked up the small bowl, only to see a stack of draft paper under the bowl, with something stuck inside.

The water at the bottom of the bowl soaked the draft paper, and Liang Yilan wiped it off with his hands, "You didn't wet your things, did you?"

"No, no," Cheng Wang rubbed his face, "I just leave things everywhere, alas..."

He hurriedly removed the draft paper below, and the things caught inside rolled out with a gurgle.

It was the pen that Qiao Beixin gave him.

Cheng Wang just wrote too many words, and because of the extra force, his wrists were sore, so he put the pen on the table casually, and forgot to cap the pen.

After Liang Yilan saw it, he was taken aback for a moment.

She put the bowl back on the table, picked up the pen and capped it, and murmured: "This child, why did you take out this pen again..."

She opened the drawer under the desk, put the pen back, and said, "I couldn't find it when I came back."

Cheng Wang watched her movements, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with this pen?"

After putting the pen back in the drawer, Liang Yilan still reluctantly touched it again and again, as if she was lost in memory, she said after a long time: "This is Xinxin's father's thing."

Cheng Wang's eyes widened, and his hands clasped on his legs unconsciously picked at the seam of his trousers.

Liang Yilan was still immersed in her emotions, and didn't notice the change in Cheng Wang.She didn't know where she was looking, she just stared blankly at a certain point in the air with gentle eyes.

"We couldn't see each other at that time, and he could only call once a week. Usually there was nothing important, so we would write to each other..." Even after so many years, she still feels happy when she thinks about that time , "So when Xinxin was young, I kept forcing him to practice calligraphy, and he used to get angry with me because of this."

Speaking of this, Liang Yilan finally broke away from that faint emotion. She brushed her hair tied at the back of her head and said with a smile: "Don't talk about this, I'll wash some grapes for you to eat."

After Liang Yilan left, Cheng Wang was still staring blankly at the pen lying in the drawer.That pen is indeed very old, but...

When Qiao Beixin came back, he saw Cheng Wang sitting on a chair with a troubled expression on his face.Before he could ask, Cheng Wang said first, "I can't accept it."

As he spoke, he held his palm in front of Qiao Beixin's eyes.

The black pen lay quietly in Cheng Wang's palm.

The originally golden cap of the pen became discolored due to repeated rubbing, and became cloudy, and now it was even more because of being held by Cheng Wang for too long, and several palm prints were pressed on it.

Seeing Cheng Wang's expression, Qiao Beixin guessed a lot: "Did my mother tell you something?"

Cheng Wang couldn't hide his thoughts at all, nodded heavily, and said, "Well... Auntie told me that this is something your father used to have."

His face was full of confusion, and his face was almost wrinkled, "It's too precious, and this thing is of great significance, I really can't accept it."

Qiao Beixin: "I gave it to you because it is meaningful."

Cheng Wang: "But, but, but..."

He "but" for a long time and didn't say why.

Qiao Beixin shook his hand and said, "I want to give it to you, you just accept it, there is no other meaning, and you don't have to worry about it."

After that, he slightly increased the strength in his hand, and showed a shallow smile, "Or, I heard that this pen is too old, so I don't want it anymore?"

Cheng Wang looked at him resentfully, "You clearly know that's not what I meant."

"But if you say it this way, you have no reason to refuse." Qiao Beixin still smiled.

In the end, Cheng Wang put the pen into his schoolbag and took it home.

In the evening, Cheng Jing came directly to pick Cheng Wang home after work.Before leaving, Cheng Wang changed his tricks and praised Liang Yilan's craftsmanship like nothing else in the world, and successfully harvested a large bag of snacks.

He carried the schoolbag by himself, and Qiao Beixin helped him carry the snacks.The street lights in the yard were dim, and Qiao Beixin freed up one hand to hold Cheng Wang, and whenever there was a pothole in front of him, he would tug at his sleeve vigorously.

The road outside the yard was very narrow, it was inconvenient for Cheng Jing's car to come in, so he could only park on the side of the road.Cheng Wang waved his hand when he saw it, took the snack from Qiao Beixin's hand, and thanked him.

"Too disturbing today!" Cheng Wang smiled until his eyes narrowed, "But I have gained a lot."

Qiao Beixin checked the snack bag once, and after confirming that the knot was tied, seeing Cheng Wang's smiling face, he smiled too.He raised his chin outside and said, "Send me a message when you get home."

After Cheng Wang got into the car, he found that Cheng Jing was still wearing glasses for work.

Cheng Jing also has some myopia, but it is very slight, because it is caused by facing the computer for a long time after work.

In order to avoid further deepening of myopia, he wears a pair of glasses and only wears them during daily work.

Cheng Wang asked, "Why are you wearing glasses? Didn't you say that wearing glasses would make you dizzy while driving?"

Hearing this, Cheng Jing turned her head in the direction of Cheng Wang, but her eyes were still staring at the distance, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Well, I forgot to take it off." After a while, he took off his glasses and said lightly.

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