he is afraid, he pretends

The town's festival performances are in the evening.

It started at six o'clock, just when it was just dark.

The form of performance was something Wu Luming had never seen before.

Adults carried a square frame and walked along the street. There were performers on the frame. Wu Luming glanced at it. The performers were basically children in their teens.

This form of performance does not require anyone to go out, as long as they honestly watch it upstairs in their own house, they can watch all the performances.

Wu Luming was standing with Wen Siyuan at the window on the second floor of Wen Siyuan's house, next to Wen Kechen and Wen Kexin who were kneeling on chairs.

Wen Siyuan's parents are not there, so he went to the town to help.

This room seems to be the place where the two children usually study.

There are two desks next to the door, and there is a small bookshelf next to the desks. The bookshelves are full of children's reading lists.

There was a piano across the bookshelf by the window. Wu Luming saw the piano when he entered the door and asked Wen Siyuan by the way, so he knew that Wen Kexin was studying.

As the first shelf swam past the window, Wu Luming heard Wen Kechen muttering on the edge of the window: "My sister and I won't be able to perform until three years later."

Wu Luming looked at Wen Kechen with a gentle voice.

When Wen Kechen saw that someone paid attention to him, he couldn't stop talking: "These brothers and sisters are all from our town, but they can only perform when they are 10 years old. Xin Xin and I will not be 10 years old until next year."

Hearing the yearning in Wen Kechen's tone, Wu Luming thought he wanted to perform, and was about to speak, when Wen Kechen muttered: "Walking around the shelf like this, everyone can get a small cake and 300 yuan , I and Xinxin’s together, it’s two small cakes and 600 yuan!”

Oh, it turned out to be a little money fan.

Wu Luming smiled lightly, and fumbled in his bulging pocket for a while based on his memory, and found two individually wrapped snowflake crisps, and handed one to each person.

Wen Kechen glanced at Wen Siyuan, seeing that Wen Siyuan wasn't staring at him, he took it happily, and even took Wen Kexin's share.

When he received it, he obviously intended to keep both of them privately. He had just received half of it, and met Wen Kexin who looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes. In front of Wen Kexin: "Xinxin, I just peel the skin for you."

Wen Kexin snorted lightly, and thanked Wu Luming earnestly after receiving it.

Wu Luming met Wen Siyuan's father in the afternoon.

Father Wen has the same serious face as Wen Siyuan, probably because of his different age, environment and social experience, Father Wen has a little more rigidity and no-nonsense that you can't see in Wen Siyuan. .

This one-sidedness is mainly reflected in the face of children.

Father Wen confronted Mother Wen, and the right to say one thing was obviously transferred to Mother Wen.

However, Mother Wen is obviously not arbitrary. She has a kind smile on most people, and she even likes to fool people.

Wu Luming and Wen Siyuan were basking in the sun in front of the hut in the afternoon, and in one afternoon alone, he saw Wen's mother introduce more than five identities about him to the sisters chatting in front of the hut.

When the first group of people came, Mother Wen said that Wu Luming was Wen Siyuan's student.

After the people who came heard Lian praised Wen Siyuan for being great, Wen's mother was not modest at all, so she just opened her mouth and said, "That must be my son".

When the second batch of people came, Wen's mother said that Wu Luming was a junior high school student and entrusted Wen Siyuan with homework.

After listening to it, a group of people saw that Wu Luming also believed it, and praised Wen Siyuan in a fancy way, and Wen's mother followed suit unambiguously.

After the group of people had left, Mother Wen turned her head and winked at Wu Luming and smiled: "You look small, oh no, you are still a child who is loved by others."

It was the first time for Wu Luming to come into contact with such an elder at such an age, and it was rare that his face became hot and he didn't know what to respond to.

He subconsciously looked at Wen Siyuan.

Wen Siyuan had a familiar face, and saved him from the fire: "Mom."

Jiang Yuanhui rolled her eyes when she heard the laughter, and then went to fool the new batch.

Suddenly there was the sound of firecrackers in my ears.

Wu Luming was taken aback for a moment, he didn't see any fire outside the house, he poked his head out and looked, and found that it was people who joined in the fun holding up electronic firecrackers to set off.

There is more than one family in this situation. Looking along the street, many families can see the red light from the window.

"In the past, fireworks were set off during performances," Wen Siyuan's voice of explanation suddenly sounded. "A few years ago, they were not allowed to set off fireworks. Only then did someone come up with the idea of ​​using electronic firecrackers to keep the excitement going."

Listening to Wen Siyuan's words, Wu Luming subconsciously caught the last two words.

lively.

He suddenly had the most appropriate description of his feelings after coming to this small town.

Just hilarious.

Wu Luming actually doesn't know what it's like to live in a complete family.

He and his sister lived in an orphanage when they were young, and were later taken home by Wu Yunwen. In their world, there was only their mother, grandparents, and uncle.

Dad and grandparents are terms that have never appeared in their lives.

Wu Lupalm asked once when he just came home, that time Wu Yunwen avoided the topic after an obvious pause, and the siblings who had been trained to be sensitive in the orphanage never asked again.

In the few years when the two were just taken home, Wu Yunwen hadn't taken over too many family businesses, and she probably deliberately spared time to accompany the siblings, so in those few years, whether it was the siblings When going to school, or when Wu Luming went to the hospital, Wu Yunwen accompanied him personally.

Despite this, a small villa with only three people still cannot be linked to the word lively most of the time.

Only occasionally when the grandparents and uncle's family come, the family will add some popularity.

Wu Luming used to think that apart from the fact that there is no father's family, most families should not be too different from theirs.

Because compared to the orphanage, the home where there is only Wu Yunwen and is quiet most of the time is obviously a reassuring existence.

The sound of firecrackers in the ears is getting louder and louder, accompanied by lively laughter and shouts of children.

Wu Luming listened attentively, thinking in a daze that the bustle in Wen Siyuan's house was a kind of excitement that ordinary people could hardly resist.

In the field of vision, Wen Kechen and Wen Kexin were looking out the window and eating the snowflake crisps in their hands.

Wen Kechen finished eating first, and bumped Wen Kechen with his shoulder with a smile on his face.

The impact was not strong, but it was very painful.

Wen Kexin endured it for a while, and couldn't help raising his fist at Wen Kechen.

Wen Kechen quickly jumped off the chair, ran behind Wen Siyuan and hugged Wen Siyuan's leg.

It's a pity that the stern and selfless Wen Siyuan directly picked up his collar and carried him back to Wen Kexin.

Wen Kexin pitifully grabbed Wen Siyuan's sleeve and didn't let go.

Wu Luming watched the interaction between the three, his vision blurred for a moment.

After a moment of trance, Wen Kechen and Wen Kexin suddenly changed into the appearance of him and Wu Lupalm when they were young.

After Wen Siyuan put him down when he was a child, he ruffled the hair on his head, his tone was serious but warm: "Read it honestly, and you will be rewarded for supper."

When he was a child, he brushed his messy hair, and returned to the window with bright eyes.

Squatting down on the chair by the window, Xiao Wu Lu Palm said quite proudly, "Have you been taught a lesson by brother?"

He hummed twice and turned his head away.

Wu Luming is not someone who indulges in fantasies, so he quickly regained his senses.

It's just that when he came back to his senses, some small fragments flashed uncontrollably in his mind.

It was the day when the big man snatched away the adoptive family, and that day was the rare time when Wu Lupal cried particularly hard.

When Wu Luming found her, she was standing in the dark classroom of the orphanage, looking up at the blackboard newspaper behind the classroom with shaking shoulders.

The theme of that issue of the blackboard newspaper was family affection, and there was a picture on the blackboard newspaper of a tall boy holding two children.

Seeing Wu Luming, Wu Lu Palm quickly wiped away the tears on his face, pointed to the tall boy on the blackboard and said, "Brother, it would be great if this big brother could transform into our brother."

Wu Lu Palm sniffed: "Let him beat the big guy, and he won't dare to speak ill of you after beating the big guy."

As she spoke, she probably felt sad and angry again, couldn't hold back her tears, and whimpered: "How can this be, obviously he would help you when others said bad things about you before, and he knows those things It's a lie, how could he still...can still say that!"

Wu Luming walked up to Wu Lupalm and said, "I'll beat him up."

Wu Lu Palm was crying sadly at first, but when he heard this, he couldn't hold back his tears and laughed: "Forget it, you will be beaten..."

She sniffed and pursed her lips as she spoke, then turned her head and looked at the blackboard newspaper expectantly.

Wu Luming followed her gaze, and also looked up at the tall boy on the blackboard.

"Uncomfortable?" A lowered greeting came from beside my ear.

Wu Luming came back to his senses and shook his head.

Wen Siyuan didn't speak any more.

Only after a while, Wu Luming felt a hand lifted the half of his open down jacket, and then stuck to his waist, rubbing it gently.

Because I wanted to see the performance outside, the lights in the room were not turned on.

The two little ones were not completely next to each other, Wen Siyuan put his hand on Wu Luming's waist for a while, and then pulled Wu Luming a little forward, so that Wu Luming could stand leaning on him.

Half of the weight on his body was released to his back, and his whole body suddenly became light and light.

Probably just coming out of memory, Wu Luming was dazed for a moment, Wen Siyuan's broad and warm chest made him superimpose the tall figure in the blackboard newspaper many years ago in a trance.

He felt that his whole body was enclosed in Wen Siyuan's powerful protective cover.

Inside this protective shell, he is warm and safe.

Suddenly, Wen Siyuan's slightly puzzled voice came from above his head: "What??"

Wu Luming blinked, and realized belatedly that he accidentally said what was on his mind.

Before he could think about how to answer, Wen Kechen suddenly poked his head over and said to him solemnly: "Brother, good man, have you been bullied at school too?"

After Wen Kechen finished speaking, he suddenly jumped off the chair again, ran up to Wu Luming, and motioned Wu Luming to lean towards his ear.

Seeing this, Wu Luming bent down cooperatively.

Wen Kechen leaned into his ear and whispered: "It's useless to beat someone up and find my brother. My brother only goes to school to explain the truth to others, and he's not very good at all. If you look for me, I'm very good. I... I'll beat you up once, all you need is two lollipops."

Wen Kechen spoke fluently, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had solicited this kind of business.

Just as Wu Luming laughed, Wen Siyuan pulled him up before he could answer.

Wen Siyuan put his hand on his ear that Wen Kechen approached and spoke to, rubbed his palms together for a while, then lowered his head and said to Wen Kechen, "You're out of supper."

Wen Kechen encountered a sudden change, and said in a hurry: "Brother, good man, I don't want a lollipop to help you fight, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Siyuan interrupted with a slightly deep voice: "Who are you fighting for?"

Wen Kechen realized that something was wrong, so he hurried back to Wen Kexin's side, and changed the subject, "Ah, let's play a song, this song represents...representative, Xinxin, what does it represent?"

Wen Kexin had a familiar look of helplessness: "It represents persistence, yearning and never giving up."

It was only after the conversation between the two children that Wu Luming realized that the performance outside the house had stopped at some point, and the sound of firecrackers had disappeared. At this moment, the whole town was surrounded by an impassioned music.

Wu Luming had never heard of it.

Wen Kechen got down the steps, and hurriedly ran down: "Yes, our amazing Xin Xin can still play this song! Good brother, do you want Xin Xin to play it for you again?"

Wu Luming heard the words and looked at Wen Kexin.

Although the little girl looked serious, she was still a child after all. She obviously liked Wu Luming. Seeing Wu Luming, she put on a nervous little face and said modestly, "I don't play very well."

Wen Kechen was on the side: "Xin Xin plays very well!"

Wen Kexin glared at him, and said after a while: "It's not very good, but I will play it seriously."

Wu Luming smiled lightly and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

When the little girl got this response, she got off the chair with a serious expression, walked to the piano and sat down.

The smooth piano sound came out.

What Wen Kechen said was right, Wen Kexin did play very well.

Compared with the music with reverberation outside the house, the meaning conveyed by the pure piano sound is more intuitive and warm.

Wu Luming leaned on Wen Siyuan, looked at Wen Kexin who was playing the piano seriously, and Wen Kechen who was accompaniment and applauding. For a moment, he felt that he had also stepped into the excitement.

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The whole show ended, and it was only eight o'clock at night.

Wu Luming was indeed a little sour, so he didn't accompany Wen Siyuan out to buy supper.

Wen Siyuan asked him to go upstairs and turn on the air conditioner and wait.

He entered the house and turned on the light, walked to the window and was about to close the window, but first smelled a strong smell of smoke.

After closing the window, he subconsciously glanced out.

When he saw this, he met the eyes of the woman who was smoking a cigarette by the window.

The light was dim, but the slap marks on the woman's face were more distinct than in daylight.

She was exhaling a smoke ring when she saw Wu Luming.

The smoke lingered and scattered into the night, she put the smoke aside, and called Wu Luming: "Little brother."

The author has something to say:

I originally wanted to write [-] words in this chapter as two chapters. Obviously I failed. I will send you a red envelope after the update tomorrow (with tears)

I seem to have not sent red envelopes in two weeks since I set up the flag, right?I am simply addicted to food, but I still have a lot of food, 155555551