"Xiao Yu?" A figure sat up from across the side muttering, "Another nightmare?" ”

Xie Xiang shook his head, sobered up for a moment, and said softly: "It's okay, I'm awake." ”

"Oh, that's good." After saying that, Luo Jia lay down again.

Xie Xiang sat in a daze for a while, lay down on the bed silently, opened his eyes at night, and looked at the blue curtain on the top of the bed by the faint moonlight through the window. I was a little confused and thought: these curtains are all the same color, and they are at home and in the county school. Doesn't it feel monotonous?

In this kind of cranky thinking, slowly there was a rooster crow, Xie Xiang turned over, how long had he not dreamed of that year. It seems that it was only after I was admitted to Xiucai that I moved into the county school, and after sharing with other people, I slowly stopped dreaming.

After all, not everyone can be as considerate as Luo Jia when he wakes others up at night.

Xie Xiang suddenly remembered that his father didn't like to live with other people because he loved nightmares, so he rarely walked through the back door once, went to the county school's school and arranged himself and Luo Jia together.

Xie Xiang thought a little melancholy, not knowing what happened to his mother's body. ...... year Her body also responded to Dr. Luo's words, she couldn't be sad anymore, but unfortunately she had to be sad and worried, over the years, her body had to collapse quickly......

After tossing and turning for an hour, Xie Xiang finally faintly felt a little sleepy. In a haze, he sighed in his heart: Xia Xueyi, where are you......

The morning of the county school is always very lively, some people start to study hard in the morning, and there are also those who learn some tricks in the comparison, but there are few people like Xie Xiang......

"Xie Xiang, Xie Xiaoyu! You've got enough! I said that I would wake up early to read with me, not to let you get up early to make up for sleep! Luo Jia looked at Xie Xiang, who was rotten and could not be carved, and said hatefully. He waved a book in his hand and tried to tap thank you. But he remembered that this was his precious book, so he quickly stopped and touched it lovingly with his hand.

The book in Luo Jia's hand had obviously been read a lot of times, and the edges of the book were slightly yellowed. But it can also be seen that the protection is very good, and there is no crease in the corners of the book.

The breeze is clear and blowing.

"Oh," a very indecent voice said, "Master Luo, Young Master Luo, don't be so excited, if you get sick again, then you won't even be able to marry your daughter-in-law." ”

Xie Xiang sat lazily on the grass, leaning against a peach blossom tree beside him, squinting and enjoying the early spring sun, while speaking idly.

The early spring sunlight is not intense, through the sparse branches and leaves of the peach tree, refracted and projected on Xie Xiang's face, mottled and uneven, but it looks like a young man. The peach blossoms in bloom on the trees drifted down in the wind, and a few of them fluttered and fell on his hair, and then slid down on his blue trim. Let people look at it from a distance, it is really a beautiful painting of a merry man and a guest in the world. The occasional passer-by blushed cheeks.

A tree blooms, a prosperous life. The flowers on the peach trees are steaming like brocade. And the boy under the tree is also as bright as the moon.

"You!" Luo Jia stomped his feet, his face flushed with anger and shame, he stood under the tree and looked at Xie Xiang's clear face, only to feel that the little girl who was fascinated by Xie Xiang was blind. This face obviously annoys it and makes him want to step on it a few times!