Ding, your little fool is online

The Beijing Library is located on the third ring road, not far from Wang Yuyang’s home. It takes about 10 minutes to drive, and the bus directly to the door of the house takes half an hour to go up and down.

Today is a working day, and there are not many people in the museum.

From the moment he entered the door, Yuan Xing held his breath nervously, because it was so quiet here, only the sound of pages turning and light footsteps could be heard in the spacious library, and occasionally people talking in low voices The sound also made the current environment very quiet.

In addition, there is another important reason.

There are so many books here that Yuanxing can't read them all.

When he was in high school in that small southern town, Yuan Xing felt that there were enough books in that small reading room, after all, he didn't have many books at home.

But now, there are more books in this place than before, which made Yuan Xing, who had never seen so many books, pursed his lips nervously.

Although I have seen so many books, if I want to borrow books, I still have to get a library card for Yuan Xing first.

When going out, Wang Yuyang specially reminded Yuan Xing to bring his ID card, just to help him get a library card, so that Yuan Xing can borrow any books he wants to read at any time.

A deposit of 30 yuan is required to apply for the card. The library does not support Alipay and WeChat payments for the time being, so Wang Yuyang had to take out his credit card.

"Wang Yuyang, is Mr. Wang right?" The staff handed over the receipt.

Wang Jianyang nodded and signed his name on the receipt.

Yuan Xing stood aside and witnessed the birth of his library card.

The brand-new library card was printed with the whole picture of the Beijing Library and the three characters of the library card, and a sticker was pasted on the lower right corner, with his name—"Yuan Xing" written neatly on it.

Yuan Xing lowered his head, looked at his name contentedly, and smirked contentedly.

With a "beep", you can only enter the library after you swipe your card.

The entire library has four floors, which can be seen from the entrance. It is a circular building, and each floor is connected by a straight ladder. A huge crystal lamp hangs on the top floor, and the light shines through the entire library, as if accidentally It's like walking into a magic castle.

Wang Jianyang looked at the guide in the library, and found that the C area on the first floor was children's books and periodicals, usually children's books marked with pinyin.

Logically speaking, the books in this area are currently the most suitable for Yuan Xing, but there are only half-grown children in that area, and Yuan Xing might feel embarrassed if he goes in abruptly.

But Motoyuki may not be able to understand the rest of the books, and he cannot explain to him word by word in the library, even if he speaks in a low voice, it may affect other people.

After thinking about it, Wang Yuyang asked Yuan Xing softly: "Xiao Yuan Xing, do you have any books you want to read?"

Yuan Xing stared intently at the guide in the museum, and after a while he whispered: "I, I want to show "The Little Prince", after finishing it."

At present, the amount of information he can accept is not much, and there is not much that he can digest. The best way for him is to read a book and digest a book.

After inquiring about the area where the book "The Little Prince" was located, the two went straight up to the third floor, bypassing bookshelves one after another, and found a copy of "The Little Prince" with a completely different binding design from the one at home.

"Huh?" Yuan Xing watched Wang Jianyang pull out the book from the bookshelf, wondering, "No, it's different."

Wang Jianyang tapped his head lightly with the book to help him clear up his confusion: "The version is different, so the book will be longer.

Different. "

After handing "The Little Prince" to Yuan Xing, Wang Yuyang took another book from the shelf and took Yuan Xing to the table to read together.

He took the book at random, without looking at the title and subject matter at all. After opening it and reading a few chapters, he found that the content was dull.But Wang Yuyang was too lazy to walk around anymore, so he turned his head to look at Yuan Xing who was studying hard, and found that watching Yuan Xing read was much more fun than reading by himself.

Yuan Xing lay so low that his head was almost buried in the book.Press the left page of the book with one hand, and stretch out the index finger on the other hand. According to your own reading speed, point to the text in the book, and swipe one page after another line by line.

If you get closer, you can still hear the sound of him reading in a low voice while reading.

I also have a stutter when reading, and my intermittent voice is full of curiosity. I will pause for a long time when I encounter words that I don’t understand, or I will repeat the previous words. Occasionally, Yuan Xing will come up with this word after racking his brains. What to read, and then continue to read happily, but in most cases, he still can't recognize the word, so he has to skip it and continue reading below.

The voice was low and soft, and it was tickling to hear in the afternoon sun.

The seats chosen by the two are very good. The south side is next to the window. Although it is three floors in the coffin, it is actually six or seven times the height of an ordinary building, and the library is facing the street. The sun shines through the glass windows without the building's shelter , draw a light-dark boundary line on the table, and the sunlight at the end is just for the little prince in the book.

The little prince wears a long scarf, his golden hair looks softer in the sun, he sits on a lonely planet, leaving only a lonely back, surrounded by many messy plants, none of his roses Delicate.

Fortunately, this ray of sunshine pulled him out of his loneliness.

Turning over this page, the thin pages of the book felt translucent under the sun, and after briefly dividing the sun into several pieces, the roses on the next page were drawn into the warm sun.

Wang Qianyang watched him flipping the book with satisfaction, the sunlight shone through Yuan Xing's hair and eyelashes, turning him into the little prince with blond hair minute by minute.

"Go, Mr. Happy." Yuan Xing suddenly called him in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yuyang turned sideways and asked in the same low voice, "Is there something I didn't understand?"

"Yeah, yeah." Yuan Xing nodded, pointed to a place on the book, "I don't understand this word."

Wang Jianyang squinted his eyes and said, "Australia is the name of a country."

Yuan Xing was puzzled: "But, but after this, there is no word 'country'. Does it belong to the country?"

Wang Jianyang raised his hand and flicked him on the forehead lightly: "It's not that the word 'country' must follow the name of a country. There are many countries in the world with strange names."

Yuan Xing nodded, not knowing whether he understood or not, he lowered his head and went back to continue reading seriously.

Wang Jianyang tapped lightly on the table, it seems that Xiao Yuanxing still has a lot of things to teach himself, but these are not in a hurry.

The afternoon sun was as lazy as the noon. Wang Yuyang had been spinning around all morning, tidying up things, cooking and washing the pots, and driving nearly half an hour to the library. He was already too sleepy.

So he said softly to Yuan Xing: "Xiao Yuan Xing, I'll sleep for a while, don't run around, just call me up if you have something to do."

Yuan Xing responded with a full mouth.

Wang Yuyang looked around again to make sure that there were no suspicious people around, and then he put down and fell asleep.

In the warm sunshine, he had a warm and beautiful dream.

I dreamed that on a day full of spring rain, Yuan Xing, after a long period of treatment and study, finally recovered and grew into the 18-year-old Yuan Xing, standing at the gate of a university, the mole under his eyes did not look sad, and the corners of his lips were rippling with a smile .

When he took the first step towards that Yuan Xing, Meng suddenly woke up.

When he woke up, Wang Yuyang immediately took a look to see if Yuan Xing was still around.

The sky was in the west, Yuan Xing's side face was serious and focused, his long eyelashes raised and lowered in the air, together with the beautiful sunset, like a painting framed in a window.

The book is still under hand, but there is an extra piece of paper and a pen, and Yuan Xing is writing and drawing on the paper.

"What are you writing?" Wang Jianyang leaned over and asked.

Dozens of characters were crookedly written on the paper, all of which Yuan Xing didn't understand while reading. Wang Yuyang was sleeping, so he couldn't ask and wanted to know, so he had to write it down on the paper.

Yuan Xing hurriedly covered the piece of paper, and said: "No, it's nothing."

Wang Yuyang also pretended not to see it, nodded, thinking about turning out the dictionary and teaching Yuan Xing how to use it when he got home.

Although you can use the handwriting function of the mobile phone input method to find out what the word reads, including the meaning of the word, usage allusions, etc., but for learning, a dictionary is always the most suitable.

When Muye was together, the lights in the library were turned on, and Yuan Xing's stomach gurgled a few times, like a signal, and Wang Yuyang immediately took him back.

After dinner, Yuan Xing sat on the sofa and watched "The Little Prince". At the same time, he took out the paper he brought out from the library, and wanted to ask Wang Yuyang how to read the shoes.

"Wait a minute." Wang Yuyang wiped his hands, went to the study room and handed the dictionary to Yuan Xing.

"Dictionary." After all, Yuan Xing is not stupid, and he still recognizes "Xinhua Dictionary".

Wang Yuyang opened the dictionary: "Do you know how to use a dictionary, Xiao Yuanxing? You can look up any words you don't know in the dictionary in the future."

Yuan Xing nodded and shook his head: "Okay, I think I will, but again, I can't remember too much."

Having said that, Yuan Xing still has a little leftover background, even if he can't remember it, after Wang Yuyang took him to look it up once or twice, he was already able to do it with ease, and even checked several unknown people by himself Character.

Seeing this, Wang Qianyang continued to wash the dishes in relief.

After he walked into the kitchen, Yuan Xing immediately secretly took out a piece of paper from his clothes pocket, on which he memorized many unknown characters.

In fact, there is a Yuanxing secret on this piece of paper.

In addition to those characters, there was a person's name in the lower right corner of the paper. There were three crooked characters. Except for the first character that could be distinguished as "Wang", the remaining two characters were crooked and the strokes were crowded together, making it hard to see clearly.

But it's also because Wang Jianyang's own name is too complicated.

When applying for a library card in the afternoon, Yuan Xing saw his name on the slip signed by Wang Yuyang, and then desperately memorized it in his mind, fearing that he would forget it, and didn't want Wang Yuyang to know, so he took advantage of him while he was sleeping. I secretly asked the young lady next to me to borrow a pen and paper.

He vaguely remembers that the word "淡" is the bottom of the character "Xin", and then there are nine strokes left, and "Yang" is next to the word "日", and the rest are four strokes.

Relying on this memory and the name on the paper, Yuan Xing rummaged through the dictionary and finally found the pronunciation and explanation of these two words.

"Wang, Gui, Yang."

He read it word by word, and after the name was blurted out, there was an inexplicable excitement in his chest.

So he repeated it again.

"Wang, Gui, Yang."

She also secretly smiled, the dimples on the corners of her lips were filled with satisfaction.

His finger was stuck in the dictionary, and Yuan Xing went to look at the explanation of the words.

Gui, meaning fault, sin.And Yang means sunrise, sunny day.

The two words alone don't seem to have any special meaning, but they have another meaning when they are connected together. The dictionary even specifically mentions this word.

"Yang, excess yang energy?" Yuan Xing tilted his head and continued to read, "Winter, winter is mild, yes, what is there, what season."

So Yuan Xing looked up the word again, and got the word "paradox", which means the opposite.

Yuan Xing blinked, what Mr. Happy meant was...the winter is mild, contrary to the seasons.

He blinked again, but wouldn't it be nice to have a milder winter?There is no cold wind, no need to wear heavy clothes, and no need to sleep curled up under a thick quilt.How wonderful.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that Mr. Happy was really nice, very special and warm.

Because if you think about it carefully, Mr. Happy is the one who allowed himself to live in this big warm house, which cuts off the cold wind outside, and only needs to wear short sleeves at home, and it is even a little hot to sleep at night.

From the beginning of the acquaintance in early winter, the other party has warmed him throughout the winter. Until now, the surprise flower has sprouted, and the surprise called spring blossom is about to appear in front of his eyes.

While thinking, Yuan Xing bit his lower lip and smiled cautiously, as if he didn't want Mr. Happy to find out what he was enjoying.

"Wang, wang jinyang, wang jinyang, wang jinyang, wang jinyang." Yuan Xing repeated in a low voice, happy and happy.

After repeating to the end, his speaking speed increased unconsciously, and Wang Qianyang became Wang Yangyang.

After tidying up the kitchen, Wang Yuyang went to the living room, seeing Yuan Xing's silly smile, he couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at, little Yuan Xing?"

Perhaps it was Fang Cai Yuanxing who repeated "Wang Yuyang" a lot, and now he replied casually: "No, it's nothing, Wang, Wang Yuyang."

After speaking, I didn't feel that there was any difference, and even quietly hid the piece of paper, and smiled secretly.

Wang Yuyang didn't pay attention at first, and picked up the glass on the table to drink water with an "oh".

Just as he was half-saliva, Wang Yuyang finally came to his senses, put down the water glass with a "snap", and turned to look at Yuan Xing.

"Xiao Yuanxing, what did you call me just now?"

The author has something to say: "Wang, wang jinyang, wang jinyang, wang jin, wangyang."

Yuan Yuan fancy stuttering