It walked away without saying a word for a while, and the sun did not pity its rays, and soon the soaked clothes on his body dried. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zixin followed behind Zihan unhurriedly, and then he remembered that his sister had crawled out from under the belly of a big truck, and he was so optimistic that she was not injured, thinking, and felt guilty for a while.

Passing a tree-lined road, Zihan stopped and waved to the vehicles passing by the roadside.

"Ye Zixin, your basketball!" I don't know when, Mo Xiaoxue stood in front with a basketball and a smile.

Zixin stood in place, glanced at Zihan with cold eyes, made a gesture to Mo Xiaoxue, and ignored it.

"Ye Zixin, do you want it?" Mo Xiaoxue raised her voice. Immediately, he put the basketball on the ground and ran away in a huff.

Zihan glanced at the round guy lightly, strode forward, squatted down, and grabbed it in his palm.

Looking back, he gently put it in Zixin's arms.

"Sister, sister, I'm sorry!" Zixin bowed his head sincerely.

"Let's go! Stinky boy, I can't see it, you are really peach blossoms everywhere...... However......" Zihan deliberately stopped.

"Sister, I know...... I won't ......" Zixin hurriedly responded. I'm afraid I'll offend the goddess sister.

stopped a taxi, Zihan took Zixin's hand and bowed and sat up.

The wound soaked in water was faintly painful, and Zihan could only sit sideways, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

To be honest, I really can't blame anyone, after all, I'm really too low-key enough!

It's really not appropriate to get involved with these little kids!

Zixin sat next to Zihan honestly, looking at Zihan with an apologetic expression, and his two fists clenched for a while and opened for a while.

Just put it on your chest and repeat it.

Zihan smiled slightly, and lightly tapped the new brain.

"Sister, are you really not angry with me? Sister, I promise you......" Finally seeing his sister's smiling face, Zixin couldn't help but turn his back and took out a small green notebook from his schoolbag.

"Don't promise something casually, sister has to look at the result......" Zihan had a straight face.

Only then did Zixin honestly put away his letter of repentance carefully. To be honest, I really don't understand what the result is.

Lowering his head, Zixin slowly thought about his mission and his future.

Zihan slowly took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and slowly put them on the bridge of his nose.

Taxis sped gently down the asphalt road, and through the car windows, the trees were lush outside.

"Have you seen Miyazaki's work?" After a moment of silence, Zihan said softly.

Zixin Muran's expression was written on his face.

"The works of anime are not only a worship of those protagonists, but more importantly, the essence of what you can see through the works - a feeling that makes people's hearts clear...... Zixin, if you learn to paint, I hope you can overcome your current impetuous mentality, don't take chances, just because you can paint a few good works, you want to get into the wrong, in fact, my sister thinks that you don't have the least potential as a painter at all...... "Seriously examining Zixin's face, Zihan was unprecedentedly serious.

Zixin lowered his long eyelashes, folded his hands, and frowned deeply.

"Sister, I ......" Zixin is divided.

Zihan stopped talking, she had to give him time to think about it.

Actually, why not?

Do you have a dream? It seems that there is, but she can only face the real world, at least, the coins pinched in the palm of her hand honestly tell her that without it, she can only go a long way in the heat of more than 30 degrees.

The taxi turned a corner and stopped on a wide road, and Zixin waved his hand repeatedly.

"Sister, I don't want to go home, I want to go to see my milk, Zihan didn't answer, and briefly explained the path of his house to the driver, and looked out the window.

In the past five years, she seems to have rarely studied the city, and the stories and changes that have taken place in the city, it should be said that the biggest change is the once inconspicuous little hairy child next to her. Time not only took away his two cute front teeth, but also took away his childlike childishness.

With a square face and handsome eyebrows, he already has the prototype of being a beautiful man.

"Sister, I ......" Whether this kid is suitable for the radical method, Zihan needs to be verified. One thing is for sure, this kid doesn't inherit his parents' money-loving traits.

"Sister, I have a semi-new battery car for you!" As he spoke, Zixin took out a bunch of keys from his schoolbag.

Zihan shook his head.

Each other, silent.

The taxi finally stopped in the alley of Zihan's house, Zihan paid the fee, took Zixin's hand, and entered the community.

Looking at the dilapidated brick and gray walls, Zixin couldn't help frowning.

"Sister, where do you live?" Zixin finally couldn't help it.

"You, you are ......" Facing her, Aunt Zhang walked over with her dog Clam Fan, whose hair was permed into a big flower curl, with indescribable surprise in her eyes.

"Auntie, is there something wrong?" Zihan approached gently, and the Hafan looked at the two of them timidly, and then hid behind the aunt.

"Are you human, are you ......" Aunt's voice was clearly trembling.

"Wang, Wang, Wang......" Hafan's voice was poignant, as if he was greatly frightened.

Zihan's mind suddenly remembered a picture, she grabbed Zixin who was in a daze on the side, regardless of the pain in her body, and rushed home.

"Sister, sister, can you slow down? I can't run! Zixin clutched his chest and looked back as he ran.

Zihan's heart was beating fast, and intuitively, something happened at home!

About the house, about the demolition, all the thoughts, she left all the thoughts, she suddenly understood that in fact, as long as the family is with He Meimei, the most important thing!

Grabbing Zixin's arm, Zihan ran all the way like an arrow.

Zixin looked at Zihan's face blankly, he didn't even care that his sister's face was half black, and the oil was clearly sticking to her face, which looked like a scar on her face.

In his heart, his sister is beautiful at all times, so he doesn't care about this subtle bit.

However, my sister has already denied him, what kind of lost road is his future? He was afraid.

"Grandma, grandma!" Walking in a chaotic footstep, Zihan knocked on the door weakly.

The door opened, Zheng Lan stood at the door with a haggard face, and suddenly, "Whew!" With a bang, he stepped forward and choked with Zihan and Zixin's throats.

Zixin looked at this old cottage in a daze, the ceiling on the roof, mottled mildew, like a yellow face covered with dense freckles. I can't tell if it's depressing or heavy.

The small living room is so poorly furnished that it is mistaken for a slum.

And the rolling heat wave that came to the face made people feel suffocated.

There was a woman lying on the floor, slurring something. Next to him, there was a woman with a cloak and dull eyes, and on the sofa, there was an old man with sparse gray hair, and Zheng Lan was clearly at a loss.

Zixin hesitated to raise his legs, but he felt full of lead, stiff, and didn't want to move half a step.

Zihan was in a bit of a trance at this time, and quickly calmed down!