In the early morning, Liang Xia woke up when the autumn sun shone into the room through the light gauze curtains behind the old-fashioned lattice glass windows.

The child's recovery ability is good, and Liang Xia already feels a lot better.

Liang Xia rolled a few laps on the soft bed that he hadn't seen for a long time, and then supported his fleshy and chubby body to get out of bed.

Liang Xia lowered his head and looked at his round, white and tender body with a sad face, a little helpless.

Yes, she is very round now, both in her small body and in her cheeks. When he was a child, Liang's father always gave Liang Xia a lot of food, with two delicate budding buns tied on his round head, his skin was white and tender, and the whole person looked soft and cute, but it was not related to beauty.

It's okay when she was a child, but Liang Xia knows that her roundness doesn't just stay when she was five or six years old, and even in junior high school, she still has a little baby fat and soft appearance, and her appearance looks much ordinary. It wasn't until the second year of high school that the body began to develop and there was a change. Before that, she was mentally tortured, envious of Tang Juan's slender and feminine appearance.

Liang Xia sighed, and walked towards the glass window on his short legs. Walking to the window early in the morning is a habit she can't break even if she hasn't stayed in this room for ten years.

Master Fu's house and Liang's house are next to each other, and there are only a few green plants planted at a distance of one or two meters in between. The windows of the side bedrooms are also opposite. If you open the window, you can see the situation on the opposite floor.

Liang Xia stared at the window sill that was a little higher than her, her big round eyes turned, and she held up the little Mazha in front of the desk, put it in front of the glass window, climbed up the little Mazha three times and divided by two, and pushed open the glass window.

Outside the window, most of the green plants have turned yellow, and occasionally three or two sparrows stop on the branches, chirping non-stop.

Liang Xia looked at the small building one or two meters apart opposite, and his expression was a little complicated. She knew that Fu Yisheng lived there, in the room that looked from her window.

The window was not closed, and through the window, you could see the scene inside Fu Yisheng's house. It was already dawn, but it was just past seven o'clock. It stands to reason that Fu Yisheng, as a child, should not have gotten up yet, but Liang Xia found that there was no one in the room, and the wooden-style room had already been neat and tidy, and even the gray-white sheets and quilts on the bed could not see a trace of wrinkles.

Liang Xia frowned, and couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart.

This room is clean and doesn't look like anyone has lived in it, but Fu Yisheng in this life didn't choose this room. ’

Suddenly, the curtain of the wardrobe in the house moved, and the frightened Liang Xia almost didn't step on the pony and fell to the side. When I looked closely, I found that there was a small black shadow half-hidden on one side of the curtain, and as the black shadow trembled, the curtain also trembled.

"Ahh

A small sneeze came from the dark shadow, breaking the air of weirdness.

Sure enough, it was no good to meet Fu Yisheng, and he was almost frightened early in the morning. ’

Liang Xia looked at the black shadow still curled up on the side of the curtain of the closet, without the slightest intention of coming out, and suddenly had a guess in his heart.

The autumn night is so cold, Fu Yisheng won't just open the window and stay in the closet for one night!

Liang Xia opened his mouth, wanting to scold him for being a fool and let him go to bed. But I felt inappropriate in my heart, after all, the fate and grudge between her and Fu Yisheng in this life had ended when she gave away those few candies yesterday.

To be good to Fu Yisheng is to be cruel to himself in the future, thinking of this, he reached out and closed the window, and closed the scenery outside the window and the curled Fu Yisheng out of the glass window.

The sound of Liang's mother calling for dinner came from downstairs, and Liang Xia didn't stay for long, put on his bear slippers and went downstairs.

Fu Yisheng opened the curtain that half-covered him, and there were two faint black clouds hanging on his pale face. It was the result of a sleepless night, and the unfamiliar environment brought him only the red of his eyes when he closed his eyes. Looking at the closed window opposite, he frowned slightly.

He remembered the girl who was lying on the window and peeking into his room just now, the girl who had stuffed a handful of sugar that was about to melt away while he was in his hair yesterday, and the sweet smell made him wash it for a while before it dissipated.

Fu Yisheng looked at the wall clock hanging on the wall, it was almost time for Fu Yun to get up, turned around and walked down the steps that were still a little higher for him step by step.

He promised his father to take care of and protect his mother, so he must be obedient, and he can't have the slightest trouble to his mother, he is a little adult.

Fu Zhai,

Breakfast was a traditional Chinese breakfast, a bowl of porridge, a bowl of kimchi, and only Liang Xia and Liang Qiu's bowls each had a white fat egg in it.

This was the first time Liang Xia had seen Liang Qiu's younger brother after waking up. It's still a small mass, the eyes are sleepy and even the eyes are half-squinted, and the body is leaning on the table and poking the eggs in the bowl. Obviously, he was lifted off the bed by Liang's father before he woke up.

Although the parents of the two families, like the other families in the hospital, do not have high requirements for their children's grades, they have high requirements for their children's discipline and morality.

Liang Xia is a girl, it's okay, sometimes she can be coquettish, and she passed in a blur in front of Liang's father, the daughter slave. But Liang Qiu, the leather monkey, was not so lucky.

"Liang Qiu! Got nails in the ass? Sit down and eat! ”

Liang's father's slightly angry voice sounded, which frightened Xiao Liang Qiu's little hand and clicked, and the egg stirring between the chopsticks rolled out of the bowl and fell on the floor, rolling several times before stopping.

As the eggs rolled, Liang Qiu's hazy sleepy eyes were already wide. It seems that from the tumbling posture of the egg, you can see your awkward posture under the feather duster.

Liang Xia loves this brother who is two years younger than her, in her memory, when she was young, she took Ah Qiu to the house to uncover the tiles for a few days, of course, the two sisters and brothers also belong to the type of fighting in the nest at home and uniting and loving outside.

However, it was as if one day in the kindergarten, the news of Liang Qiu's falling into the water came. Liang Qiu's head slammed on the stones of the small pond in the courtyard, choked on a lot of water, and lost too much blood, and the wound was too deep to induce sepsis, and he did not get better in the military hospital for half a year. Liang's father and Liang's mother could only be transferred to a foreign hospital in a hurry. After several years of continuous treatment, it gradually improved, and I simply enrolled in a foreign school, and only came back a few times during the New Year's holidays.

On the day Liang Qiu fell into the water, Liang Xia knew. He took advantage of the kindergarten lunch and mysteriously came to him to skip the afternoon class together. But she heard that Aunt Fu said that she would bring Fu Yisheng to report in the afternoon, so she decisively refused her brother's invitation.

But Fu Yisheng didn't come that afternoon, and he didn't even report when Liang Xia spent the entire five-year-old, but directly reported to the same primary school as Liang Xia after a year of cultivation.

Many years later, Liang Xia always wondered if she had chosen to skip class with Ah Qiu that afternoon, it would have been a different result for Ah Qiu. Will the father not be sad because his son has cultivated management abroad, his daughter has become a drama, and none of the children of the Liang family have become soldiers.

Many years later, Ah Qiu, who always calls her on video calls during festivals, constantly overlaps with the little kid in front of her, and he is the only family member she contacts when she is struggling in the circle.

"Ah Qiu, eat the balls."

Liang Xia pulled the white and tender eggs in the bowl into Liang Qiu's bowl, raised his little round face with a sickly face and looked at Liang's father who was about to be angry, confused and frightened, but his heart was a little calculating and happy.

Liang's father looked at the little daughter who was still sick in front of him, and he held back his life and buried himself in eating.

Liang's mother on the side winked at Xiao Liang Xia with a smile, after all, she was her own daughter, and she knew what she meant with a look.

Only Ah Qiu was left alone to bury his face in the rice bowl sadly, and pulled the porridge hard.

That's right, now he can only cover up his existence by eating quietly.