With less than two weeks to go before the summer vacation, various exams are coming one after another.

In the following days, Di Yun devoted himself to revision and exams. During the day, he is either in the classroom or in the library, and he can spend some time with his girlfriend when he returns to the small courtyard at night.

July 7th, the solar calendar, is not Qixi Festival, it is a very ordinary day.

Di Yun walked towards the library, with two books under his arm, he had just borrowed them yesterday, but he found that they were just like books from the sky, and he just wanted to be confused, and he returned them today.

On the steps at the entrance of the library sat a small figure, Tian Tian, the daughter of Teacher Xia in vocal music class.

Di Yun found that he was really close to this little girl, and this was the third time they had met. I originally had such a daughter, just like an intimate padded jacket, which can always bring warmth to people's hearts. It's just that now that there is time and space, his memory has become a little blurry.

After losing his mind for a moment, he came back to his senses and shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and walked gently to the little girl's side.

The little girl was painting very seriously, and did not notice his arrival.

The painting shows a family of three, father and mother, and a daughter who is holding two people on a swing in the middle.

The mother and daughter are painted with facial features, not the kind of simple painting where the circle represents the eyes and the triangle represents the nose, the little girl is very vivid, with curved eyes, a nose outlined by lines, and the corners of the mouth that are raised upward, but the father has no facial features, only a square head.

The little girl seemed to be thinking about not knowing how to write.

"What are you drawing?" Di Yun asked out loud.

The little girl looked up, saw that it was him, called out to uncle, and then patted the place beside her and motioned for him to sit down.

Di Yun looked left and right, there were people coming and going in front of the door of the library, the little girl was fine sitting here, he was a little bit second when he sat here.

Pointing to a stone bench under a cedar beside him, he said, "Let's sit there." ”

"Hmm." The little girl nodded, stood up, and put away the handkerchief that had been laid on the floor.

After the older and the younger sat under the tree, the little girl began to say: "This is Tian Tian, this is my mother's ......" paused slightly, frowned lightly and said, "This is Dad's ......"

"Why don't you paint your father's face?" Di Yun was puzzled.

"Dad went to a far away place, I haven't seen him for a long time, I forgot what he looked like."

Went to a far place...... It's nothing more than the result of the two, either divorced or passed away. Either one was not a good outcome for the little girl, and it meant that the word father had disappeared from her life.

No wonder Teacher Xia came to school with her daughter, who turned out to be a single mother. A trace of pity rose in Di Yun's heart, and he reached out and stroked her head gently.

The little girl turned her head and asked with her big bright eyes, "Uncle, are you taking pity on me?" ”

"Uh... No. Di Yun withdrew his hand and scratched his head.

"I know that my father is dead, only my mother is gone, and many people say that I am pitiful."

Seeing the little girl calmly and indifferently say the words "Dad is dead", Di Yun's heart twitched a few times.

"Tian Tian is not pitiful, you still have a mother."

"Well, mom was very nice to me." The little girl nodded and said, "But I also want to have a father." ”

Di Yun didn't know what to say, she couldn't encourage the little girl to persuade her mother to find her another father, right?

The little girl raised her eyes and looked at him carefully, then stood up and walked up to him and said, "Uncle, sit still. ”

"Uh... Good. Di Yun sat up straight and didn't move.

Then the little girl stood in front of him, holding the small drawing board and drawing earnestly, and looked up at him from time to time.

It's rare to be free today, Xia Meiling leaned on the chair near the window on the second floor of the library and looked at the book, and she could see her daughter sitting on the steps downstairs. Relaxed and quiet. Such a peaceful, slow-flowing time is a luxury for a single mother with a child alone.

Turning a few pages of the book, I habitually glanced outside, but I didn't see my daughter's figure, I was startled, I quickly stood up, looked around, and found that my daughter did not go far, but under the tree not far away, and relaxed my mind.

"That's... Diyun? ”

"Why is it him again?" An idea popped into my head and felt weird. Quickly shook his head, stood in front of the window and looked at the two figures below, one large and one small.

The daughter was painting, and Di Yun on the other side was motionless, straight and straight.

She suddenly felt that this picture was very beautiful, warm and warm, and she was a little stupid to see it. It wasn't until her daughter finished painting and the two sat side by side on the stone bench that she came to her senses, sat down again, and stared at the open book, her mind drifting there.

The little girl finished the drawing and handed him the drawing board.

Di Yun took it and looked at it, and the father's square head in the family of three had been filled with mouth, nose and eyes.

"Why are the sides of the mouth bent?" Di Yun asked with a smile.

"Uncle, you smiled just now, and the corners of your mouth curved up." The little girl made an upward motion with her hands running the corners of her mouth.

"Well, that's good." Di Yun nodded, "What does this black spot in the eye mean?" ”

"The eyes are bright." The little girl's eyes widened again and she made a two-eyed movement.

Di Yun was not happy, the little girl observed very carefully, and her imagination was also very rich. praised: "Xiao Tiantian will definitely become a great painter in the future." ”

"I'm not going to be a painter, I'm probably going to be a big star and make movies." The little girl shook her head rather old-fashionedly.

"Why?" Di Yun couldn't understand how the little girl could have such an idea.

"One of my sisters told me that writers and painters starved to death in the end, and that I could only make a lot of money by making movies."

Well, it's true that I have been in film school since I was a child, and I have great ambitions.

But no matter how you think about it, you think that the sister in the little girl's mouth must be an unreliable product, and she was instilled with this kind of thinking at a young age.

"Uncle."

"Huh?"

"You said you were going to invite me to ice cream that day, and I want to eat it now."

"Okay, uncle is talking, let's go buy ice cream now." Di Yun laughed.

"Uncle, wait a minute, I'll go and call my mother down." After the little girl finished speaking, she turned around and ran into the library without waiting for him to react.

"Uh......" Di Yun stretched out his hand, originally wanted to say that your mother doesn't like to eat ice cream, but unfortunately he didn't have time to stop it.

After a while, Xiao Tian Tian took Teacher Xia's hand and walked out.

It is still a plain dress embellished with small flowers, elegant and refined.

"Hello Mr. Xia." Di Yun said hello.

"Well, you're okay too." The expression on Xia Meiling's face was a little subtle, and she nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

Di Yun didn't know if it was Xie Tian's matter or today's invitation to eat ice cream, so he waved his hand again and again: "No, no." ”

There was always a feeling of some awkwardness lingering between the two adults, and after saying a few words, there was nothing to say.

The little girl was very happy, holding her mother with one hand, and then handing the other hand to Di Yun and saying, "Uncle Di, you also hold my hand." ”

Di Yun looked at Teacher Xia, but she didn't say anything, just reached out and brushed the hair around her ear.

Touching his nose, he took her little hand at the urging of the little girl.

With a rare look of joy on her face, the little girl took their hands and ran a few steps, then swung her feet off the ground and on the swing, just as in her painting......

Out of school, Di Yun thought about it when he bought ice cream, but he still bought three, one for the little girl, one for himself, and then for... Teacher Xia.

"I don't like to eat this... Eat yourselves. Teacher Xia hurriedly waved his hand.

It's not that she's not feeling well and can't eat, it's that she feels a little ashamed to eat ice cream on the street like a child when she's so old.

"Mom, you lie, you still rob me of ice cream at home."

Click...... All at once exposed!

Xia Meiling was a little embarrassed, her face was instantly ruddy, just like the little bit of brightness in the center of the lotus flower in summer, bright and shining.

"What nonsense are you talking about, when did I snatch your ice cream and eat it?"

"Then why is there only one of the two ice creams I put in the fridge yesterday?"

"I... I don't know? ”

Di Yun tried to turn his head away to reduce his sense of storage, afraid of laughing out loud.

In the end, under the squeeze of her daughter, Mr. Xia still took over the ice cream.

The little girl is cute eating ice cream, lick it, lick it again...... What if it's a big beauty? Gee...... The picture was too beautiful to imagine.

Naturally, it was impossible to eat just one ice cream and finish the business, and the three of them walked into a small restaurant.

Probably embarrassed and embarrassed to get used to it, at this time Teacher Xia was much more natural, and saw that one of the two books Di Yun put on the table happened to be about how to practice vocal music, so he asked, "Are you practicing voice?" ”

Di Yun nodded: "Sometimes the pronunciation is not standard, and the lines are not very good." I thought about borrowing two books to study, but the talk in them was too obscure to read. ”

Xia Meiling pursed her lips and was silent for two seconds and continued: "In the summer, I will hold a class in this area, you... If you have time, you can come and listen. ”

"Okay, I can't ask for it."

Xia Meiling said an address, and Di Yun wrote it down.

After eating, the mother and daughter returned to school, and Di Yun went directly back to the courtyard, different ways.

When parting, the little girl waved her hand and said that she would come to play with him another day, and Di Yun responded with a smile.