The sound of the fan whistling beside his ears, Yu Zhile opened his eyes wide in the dark, and whispered in his breath, "Xiao Huan, are you asleep?"
Without waiting for an answer for a long time, Yu Zhile thought that Yu Zihuan had fallen asleep and wanted to move her arms that were stiff because she had been lying flat, but she just raised her hand when she heard Yu Zihuan's clear voice coming from her feet, "You Can't sleep? Still feeling hot?"
Yu Zhile really couldn't sleep, but it wasn't because of the heat, but because he was worried about his poor sleeping position and stepped on Yu Zihuan's face in the middle of the night, "No, no, it's not hot at all with the fan blowing, it's just..."
"What is it?"
"If I stepped on your face, would you turn your face with me?" Yu Zhile said quickly, holding his breath, waiting anxiously for Yu Zihuan's answer.
In the darkness, Yu Zhile heard Yu Zihuan turn over and lie on his side with his face against the wall, and promised, "No. Go to sleep."
If not, why use the back of her head to face her feet
Yu Zhile felt the dislike from the children, and closed his eyes slightly, but this time there was no psychological barrier, he relaxed and fell asleep soon.
Yu Zhile, who had slept on the sofa for more than a month, fell asleep on the bed the night before. She didn't hear the alarm clock in the morning. She woke up.
Yu Zhile saw that it was more than 6:30, she turned over and got out of bed, got up to wash, and prepared breakfast. Yu Zihuan hadn't gotten up when breakfast was served on the table. Thinking that he had been on duty with him for nearly a month, it didn't seem like he was on vacation. He stood by the door and said, "If you want to sleep, sleep a little longer. Breakfast is on the table. I'll leave lunch for you too, so you can warm it up yourself. it's OK?"
Yu Zihuan didn't open his eyes, he let out a weak snort from his nose, and he didn't know if he heard what Yu Zhile said. Yu Zhile was about to close the door when he saw him sitting up with his arms up, frowning and scratching the back of his head, his eyes widened, and he went to the bathroom in a daze, slipping on his slippers.
Yu Zhile was a little helpless. Hearing the sound of water in the closed bathroom door and the sound of Yu Zihuan brushing his teeth, he felt panicked for him. She used to stay in bed for as long as she could during the summer vacation, let alone go to work with adults. She wished that no one would care. She could play wildly with the neighbor's children or classmates, and play well when she didn't have any friends. Happy, how could it be like Yu Zihuan who went to the supermarket to help without hindrance, even if he didn't help, he was still learning.
In fact, Yu Zhile can generally understand Yu Zihuan's psychology. He clings to her every day not only because he has no playmates of the same age, but also because he is extremely insecure. After Yu Zhile gained his trust, even if he did not realize it, he subconsciously It was because she was worried that she would disappear like her grandmother and mother, and Yu Zhile was not related to him after all, so one day she would find him annoying and leave him. Only by looking at him all the time can you feel at ease.
This was decided by his rough childhood experience. Yu Zhile can't change it in a short time. He can only care about him as much as possible, eliminate his sense of instability, and let him play like other children on vacation. So many concerns.
As soon as Friday arrived, Yu Zhile, who was busy with various trivial matters such as work, cooking and writing novels, had long forgotten about Aunt No. 1 arranging a blind date for her. At six o'clock in the evening, she finished making dinner, and just sat down at the small table with Yu Zihuan. There was a ding dong, and the doorbell rang with the loud voice of Aunt No. 1 breaking a gong.
"Xiaoyu, are you at home? Why haven't you gone to the tea room? My eldest nephew has been waiting for a long time!"
Yu Zhile was shocked, but he had no plans to answer the door, and was going to pretend that no one was at home. Seeing that she didn't respond, Yu Zihuan looked over strangely, opened his mouth as if to make a sound, Yu Zhile covered his mouth, made a silent motion, and winked at him and shook his head at the same time.
Yu Zihuan understood what she meant, although he was puzzled, he nodded to show his understanding. Yu Zhile let go of his hand, got up from the chair carefully, crept to the door, and leaned on the door to listen to the movement outside.
"Strange, why is there no one at home." Aunt No. 1 muttered in a low voice when no one answered for a long time, and glanced suspiciously at the gate of Yu Zihuan's house before turning to leave.
Yu Zhile breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her footsteps going downstairs, leaning on the door panel like a gecko.
Yu Zihuan couldn't help laughing when she saw her limbs sticking to the door, "What did Aunt Zhang want you to do? You're so nervous."
Yu Zhile sat back at the table, picked out the best part of the fish's stomach and gave it to Yu Zihuan, and said lightly, "It's nothing, just introduce someone to me."
Yu Zhile didn't say it was a blind date, because he was afraid that Yu Zihuan would think too much, but even though he was young, he still thought of what "introducing a person to know" meant. The faint smile and relaxed expression on his face suddenly dimmed, and he lowered his head and used chopsticks. Playing with the fish in the bowl, the drooping eyelashes were thick and curled, casting a small cyan shadow on the bottom of his eyes, covering up the complicated emotions in his eyes, "Then why don't you go?"
"What's there to do?" Yu Zhile took a chopstick and put a straw mushroom in his mouth, just in time to meet Yu Zihuan who raised his eyes.
"You don't want... don't want to get married and form your own family?" Yu Zihuan stared at Yu Zhile's expression without blinking, for fear of missing the slightest change.
What he wanted to ask before temporarily changing his mouth was, wouldn't she want to leave him as a burden
Yu Zhile's heart softened because of his sparkling drooping eyes and slightly frowning brows. He couldn't help showing a kind, mother-like smile. After realizing it, his expression froze again, because of her premature flooding. Motherhood was glorious and shameful, then patted Yu Zihuan on the back and said with a smile, "How old am I, it's too early to talk about marriage now."
Yu Zihuan still stared at her closely, with some doubts in his eyes.
Yu Zhile narrowed his eyes, "Don't you want to say that I'm very old?"
For a child who will turn fourteen next month, she is indeed an old woman at twenty-two. But Yu Zhile can complain about himself, but does not allow others to say it.
"Shut up." Yu Zhile squinted and pointed at Yu Zihuan, then made a zipper motion around his mouth, "Don't say it, you won't have breakfast tomorrow."
Yu Zihuan was amused by her serious expression and actions, the two little pears at the corners of his mouth couldn't hold down the vortex pressure, he obediently didn't speak again, and buried his head and picked up the food in the bowl.
She escaped the attack at dinner. When Yu Zhile and Yu Zihuan went to exercise in the evening, they were caught by Aunt No. 1. Next to her was a man who looked to be in his thirties and was about 1.65 meters tall. , a man with a pair of glasses and oily hair.
Yu Zhile, who was playing basketball, was pulled aside by Aunt No. 1 and introduced to the man. Her clothes were almost soaked with sweat, and they were clinging to her body, delineating uneven lines, and the man's eyes were always on her chest. Spinning between his waist and buttocks, coupled with his fake smile, revealed an indescribable wretchedness, which made Yu Zhile feel unhappy and uncomfortable for a while.
"Xiaoyu, why didn't you go to the tea room at night?" Aunt No. 1 grabbed Yu Zhile's hand and held onto Yu Zhile's hand, with a tone of reproach in her tone, and turned her face to the man with a big smile, "Fortunately, my eldest nephew is generous, Come, this is Yu Zhile, Xiaoyu. This is Zhang Faqiang, my nephew, you can call him Teacher Zhang."
Zhang Faqiang gave Yu Zhile a smirk, and when he came up, he wanted to shake her hand, "You can ask the teacher to see the outside world, just call me Big Brother Zhang."
Yu Zhile avoided shaking hands with him without a trace, laughed dryly, and said to Aunt No. 1, "Auntie Zhang, I said I didn't have time to go, didn't you forget?"
Aunt No. 1 quickly glanced at Zhang Faqiang, and then gave Yu Zhile an irritated look, her eyes were obviously blaming her for not giving face, "Aren't you free? You're still playing basketball with your brother, why don't you have time to see Fa. Strong? How good are the conditions, or the teacher."
When Zhang Faqiang praised him on Aunt No. 1, he stretched his neck and straightened his clothes, trying to show an attitude of not being arrogant or impetuous, but from Yu Zhile's point of view, he could only see the top of his head, which was about to be bald, but was covered with the hair next to him.
This is what Aunt No. 1 said a few days ago, being mature and stable, tall and handsome? Maturity is real, but whoever reaches his age will probably be more mature than when he was in his early twenties. As for being tall and handsome? Does Xie Dingnan, who doesn't have Yu Zhilego, have anything to do with these four words
A sneer came from the side at the right time. Aunt No. 2, who overheard a few people talking, said lightly to the other aunts: "How come I don't know when the school gatekeeper can be called a teacher? It's a joke."
"Who are you talking about?" Aunt No. 1 didn't deal with her at first, and she exploded at one point.
"I'm telling you who is so clear in my heart, and wears a pair of glasses, right?" Aunt No. 2 said with a smile, ignoring Aunt No. 1 at all.
The two were at odds with each other and bickered again.
Zhang Faqiang, who was exposed, couldn't hang his face. At this time, Yu Zihuan, who had been paying attention to the situation here, also came over, stood beside Yu Zhile and asked if she was okay, and looked at Zhang Faqiang with vigilant eyes.
Zhang Faqiang smiled at him, "Are you Xiaoyu's younger brother?"
Yu Zhile and Yu Zihuan didn't want to talk to him, but he didn't seem to understand it, and continued: "Your brother is so old, I heard from my aunt that you work as a cashier in a supermarket, and he often goes with him to help, and he plans to graduate from junior high school. Are you going to work there?"
"If you work early, you won't have to rely on your family in the future." Zhang Faqiang said as if he was already Yu Zihuan's brother-in-law, nodding his head and looking at him as if he used his family's money for food and clothing. You can't let your sister support you all the time, and her salary will support the family in the future..."
Yu Zhile's face twitched, and he tried his best to resist the desire to curse, and said to Zhang Faqiang unequivocally: "Your child is in a hurry to drive him out to work after graduating from junior high school? Anyway, my child can't! Don't say that you have nothing to do with me now, even if there is It's my business, I'm willing to support my brother, I don't need you to point fingers!"
After he finished speaking, he pulled Yu Zihuan with a dark face, turned around and left, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with Aunt No. 1. In the future, she likes to gossip and just gossip.
The two of them didn't speak all the way, Yu Zhile was angry, but Yu Zihuan was thoughtful. When Yu Zhile opened the door, Yu Zihuan was standing behind her. There was silence in the dim corridor. Suddenly, the voice of a boy who was still young and thin was heard, but the firmness and solemnity in it could not be ignored, "I will be admitted to the best high school, the best high school. University, I will support you in the future."
Yu Zhile paused for a moment when he turned the key, then turned around and smiled until his teeth were out of sight, but he didn't take it seriously, "Okay, I remembered it, you can't go back."