Xingyu Street

Painting is Mo Xiaoyu's favorite topic to talk about, and Duan Xuyan always talks with him when he has nothing to do.

"Do you like to draw flowers?... Oh, I prefer to draw birds... Well, I also like to draw clouds. How do you draw clouds?"

Mo Xiaoyu drew a wave on the table with his finger.

Duan Xuyan looked at it seriously, "Clouds are wavy lines, what about the sea?"

Mo Xiaoyu drew a few more wavy lines.

Duan Xuyan is a very patient person, sometimes even if Mo Xiaoyu can't understand what he means, he can take the trouble to explain it several times, or simply use his mobile phone to find pictures for him to show.

After getting along for a while, Duan Xuyan found that Mo Xiaoyu is not stupid, he just reacts slowly, and the way of thinking is neither like a child nor like an adult.

He will be curious about Duan Xuyan's watch, and think the broken diamonds inside are beautiful, but he prefers the needle that points to time, because the color of the needle is starry sky blue, and when there is light on the dial, the color of the pointer is shining Brighten.

Unknowingly, the two sat and chatted for an afternoon.

When the sky was dyed red by the setting sun, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly realized that he had been sitting here all afternoon!

Didn't pick up the bottle!

This was a bolt from the blue for Mo Xiaoyu.

Seeing the blank expression on Mo Xiaoyu's face, Duan Xuyan quickly comforted him, "It's okay, there are not many tourists in the ancient town during this time, even if you go to pick them up, you won't be able to pick up a few bottles."

Mo Xiaoyu doesn't have the thinking ability of an ordinary adult. He can't understand Duan Xuyan's words. He only knows that he is lazy today and didn't pick up the bottle. If he doesn't pick up the bottle, he will have no money. Without money, he will have nothing to eat, and he can't buy his favorite paintbrush. , Grandma will be angry if she finds out.

So I didn't pick up the bottle = I was hungry = I couldn't draw a picture = Grandma would be angry.

No matter which one of these three consequences was mentioned, it would be enough for him to feel agitated, let alone put them together.

Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly stood up from his seat, picked up the woven bag at his feet, turned around twice, and then walked in one direction.

Duan Xuyan originally thought that he was going home, but the direction Mo Xiaoyu walked was not at all the direction of the greenery he pointed at just now.

Because he was worried about Mo Xiaoyu, Duan Xuyan also stood up. He knew that Mo Xiaoyu was emotionally unstable, so he showed all his tenderness and patience, and asked beside Mo Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Where are you going?" ?”

"Bottle, I want to pick up the bottle... I'm hungry, draw, grandma..." Mo Xiaoyu glanced around in a panic, finally found a trash can, hurried over, and lifted the lid of the trash can.

As Duan Xuyan said, this month, people across the country should go to work and go to school. There are no tourists in tourist attractions like ancient towns, so it is clear that the trash cans are empty and there are no bottles to pick up.

But Mo Xiaoyu couldn't understand, if this trash can didn't have him, he would find another trash can.

Seeing his flustered expression, Duan Xuyan understood that Mo Xiaoyu had to calm down first.

He grabbed Mo Xiaoyu's wrist, but fortunately, the pleasant conversation between the two of them all afternoon made Mo Xiaoyu no longer reject him, and Duan Xuyan held Mo Xiaoyu's wrists smoothly.

"Little Yu, listen to me."

Mo Xiaoyu frowned tightly, and was muttering something, but Duan Xuyan didn't hear a word clearly.

Duan Xuyan had never had any experience with special people before today, but after looking at what happened today, he probably understood that it was because Mo Xiaoyu didn't finish what he was supposed to do, and he didn't know whether to continue or go home. So people are in a mess, and if he wants to calm down at this time, all he has to do is finish everything with him.

"You want to find the bottle, I'll help you find it together." Duan Xuyan deliberately put his voice softly and slowly, he hoped that this would make Mo Xiaoyu listen in, "Xiao Yu is not in a hurry, I will help you find it together."

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly stopped chattering, and looked at him with wide round eyes, he seemed to understand but didn't seem to understand.

But Duan Xuyan was a little relieved to see that he was willing to be quiet. He let go of Mo Xiaoyu's wrist, turned around and took a few steps, and then looked back.

Mo Xiaoyu stood there for a while, but still followed Duan Xuyan's gentle eyes.

Duan Xuyan led him around the ancient town, searched all the trash cans, and managed to find seven or eight mineral water bottles.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, Duan Xuyan sent Mo Xiaoyu to the green shade he pointed out during the day, there was a very high step, there should be a residential building.

Mo Xiaoyu carried her woven bag on her back, pointed to the top of the steps, "Xingyu Street, Xiaoyu lives."

Duan Xuyan nodded to him with a smile, "Okay, let's go home."

Mo Xiaoyu didn't move, just like every time before, he looked at Duan Xuyan with wet eyes and didn't speak.

Duan Xuyan was puzzled, he was about to ask Mo Xiaoyu what was wrong, but Mo Xiaoyu simply turned around and stepped on the steps vigorously.

Fortunately, there are two bright street lamps on this step, which illuminate the steps very brightly after dark.

Duan Xuyan stood at the bottom of the steps and watched him go up step by step. He was about to turn around and leave, but he saw the people who had already walked halfway suddenly stop and turn their heads, raised a hand and waved it a little stiffly twice.

Duan Xuyan was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand and waved it twice.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu turn around in satisfaction and continue walking up, and his figure disappeared at the end of the steps.

Duan Xuyan stood there for a while before turning around and leaving. On the way to the homestay, she couldn't help smiling silently, feeling that she had a very interesting day.