extremely abnormal

Before the Spring Festival, Xi Siyan went to work on the last day, and he brought Jing Miao.

It was snowing in the capital, and Jing Miao was playing with a child in the yard.

Because the holiday is coming soon, and there is no need to leave work today, Zhong Yuan and Xi Siyan stood together in front of the gate on the first floor and chatted with several leaders before leaving.

The flu season has arrived, many people are sick, and the news situation is not good. The leader also kindly reminded them to keep warm during the spring break and not to go to places with too many people.

Xi Siyan responded with a smile.

Zhong Yuan turned his head and saw Jing Miao squatting on the ground, having fun with the children brought by other colleagues.

He was wearing a white down jacket, squatting down to be about the same color as snow, like an elf.

He was shocked for a long time when he knew that Jing Miao went to teach mathematics and English in a charity primary school after graduation.It's rare that in this impetuous age, he can see such a person, who is serious and pure, who is completely worthy of a truth, kindness and beauty.

Too good to be too unreal.

It's just that something always feels wrong.

He thought of Xi Siyan and Jing Miao taking a nap in the lounge at noon today.

Jing Miao has the habit of taking a nap, so Xi Siyan also rests with him after so many years.But in order to get home early today, he didn't sleep, and wanted to finish the work as soon as possible.

After lunch, Xi Siyan said, "Should Miao Miao go to the dormitory to sleep? It's not easy to sleep here."

Jing Miao hugged him and did not let go: "It's comfortable, I want to be with my brother."

Si Siyan was sitting on the sofa in the lounge, let Jing Miao pillow on his lap, put on noise-canceling headphones for him, covered him with his down jacket, patted his back with one hand, and looked at the tablet with the other.

Zhong Yuan was standing outside the door with a cup of coffee in his hand, watching such a familiar scene, but it always made him feel that something was not quite right.

When Jing Miao woke up, the first thing she did was stretch out her hand and say, "Brother."

Si Siyan leaned down so that he could hug her neck: "Baby is awake."

"Brother hug." The voice was soft, naturally coquettish, grandma's, waxy, like milk candy.

Xi Siyan put down his things and picked him up, lowered his head and gave him a kiss as if no one was there: "My dear baby, wake up, it's snowing outside, are you going to play in the snow in the yard? You can go home after a while."

Jing Miao sat up obediently and said yes, and when he said yes, there would be an extended ending sound, slowly.Xi Siyan cut his hair, helped him put on his shoes and coat: "When playing in the snow, you must wear gloves, and you are not allowed to catch the snow with your bare hands. Did you hear me, baby?"

"I know brother."

Then he went to the yard very obediently, and joined a child from a colleague's family. They played together from one to the other, and sometimes the laughter could be carried upstairs.

Tsk, that's very wrong.Originally it was a normal scene, but Song Fuxue would faint, and he would continue to lose sight of it.

After seeing off the leader, he abducted Si Siyan: "Si Yan, how old is Miao Miao after the new year?"

"28." Xi Siyan said frankly.

He and Zhong Yuan were classmates for three years and colleagues for six years. They spend more time with each other than their parents every day. Not to mention the fateful friendship, they are already very close friends in Xi Siyan's social circle.

Especially I don't know how many shifts and jobs I have helped him, just so that he can ask for leave smoothly or get home early to accompany Jing Miao.

Both Zhong Yuan and Song Fuxue really like Jing Miao and treat Jing Miao well, Xi Siyan will not always treat people as outsiders from this point alone.

He believed in their character and conduct, and felt that since they had doubts about some things, there was no need to hide them.

This number is like a key, Zhong Yuan suddenly understands where his doubts come from.

Many times they automatically ignore Jing Miao's age, because Jing Miao, like everyone else, goes to class, studies, graduates and works normally, and there is no problem with the process.

Xi Siyan and Jing Miao do not frequently appear in the working environment. Everyone regards the way they get along as fun, and Jing Miao has a face that has been favored by the years. If it is not for the continuous growth of Xi Siyan's nameplate At his age, Zhong Yuan himself would be in a trance, and he is still a teenager.

Song Fuxue used to complain that Jing Miao and Xi Siyan seem to be in two time and space, only Xi Siyan is changing, Jing Miao will never change.

He is always innocent and pure, with clean and immature eyes, always loves to act like a baby, and is easily sad and wronged.

Zhong Yuan laughed at that time: "Your vision is a bit different."

Song Fuxue looked at him with blank eyes: "You know what a fart, I just want to express, this is what Xi Siyan favored. This has to be replaced between men and women, Jing Miao is a princess, understand?"

But this should not be the state that a 28-year-old adult man should have.

His coquettishness and infatuation are completely natural, indeed like what Song Fuxue said, it will never change.

The closer Zhong Yuan gets to them, the closer he is to some facts: "Si Yan, I told you not to be angry, Miao Miao, right..." He pointed to his head, "There is a problem here."

Xi Siyan nodded: "Yes."

Zhong Yuan opened his mouth silently, a lot of things went through his mind, and finally he asked a little uncomfortable: "Is...that car accident?"

"Yeah." Xi Siyan smiled lightly.

Zhong Yuan clearly saw that there was an unresolved melancholy cloud in Chunfeng Hexi's smile.

He digested the facts he deduced, and then asked tactfully: "Then...how old is he now? Will he still be okay?"

The child was slipped by the snow and sat on the ground with a plop, Jing Miao hurried over to pull him up, gently coaxed him, and patted the snow on his buttocks.

Xi Siyan looked at this scene with a gentle face: "The cognition stopped at seventeen or eighteen. His family spoiled him too much, and his living habits have not changed for many years, so many of his thinking and behaviors are still like children."

The mother of the child Jing Miao helped to pat the snow just now is also a professor. She just came to pick up her child and thanked Jing Miao with a smile. The child liked him very much and hugged him before waving goodbye.

Jing Miao turned around and saw Xi Siyan with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Brother!" he yelled.

A more flamboyant smile appeared on Xi Siyan's face, he turned his head and said to Zhong Yuan, "I'm leaving first, I wish you a happy Chinese New Year in advance."

Zhong Yuan also smiled and said, "Happy Chinese New Year."

Jing Miao ran over, jumped on Xi Siyan's body with one step, and Xi Siyan caught him with a smile, and kissed his baby's face.

"Baby said goodbye to Brother Zhong Yuan." Xi Siyan said.

Jing Miao looked at Zhong Yuan obediently: "Goodbye, brother." His face was slightly pink, his eyes were wet like water droplets, "Brother Zhong Yuan, happy Chinese New Year."

Zhong Yuan also smiled softly: "Goodbye Miao Miao, happy Chinese New Year, see you next year."

Xi Siyan hugged him and looked back at him. The snow outside made his face look like the kind of pictures that would appear in Taiwanese movies in the 80s.

"Thank you Zhong Yuan, see you next year."

Zhong Yuan was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "See you next year." He knew what he didn't express his gratitude for clearly, it was trust and friendship.

"How long have you been playing? Are your hands cold, baby?"

"I haven't played for a long time. I wear gloves well. My brother won't be cold when he hugs me."

"Isn't brother hugging you? Put your hand under your brother's hat, it's warm there."

"Ok!"

Zhong Yuan watched them go further and further away, with joy on his face, bitterness in his heart, and more emotion.

There are many beautiful loves in this world, and the most beautiful one is the fulfillment of promises, no matter rich or poor, sick or healthy.