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Memory shuffle, shuttle time and space, the picture turned to the original scene.

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On the day when Fanxing and Wen Yiyan met for the first time, the autumn sun was in full swing. It penetrated through the window and hit him slightly taller than his peers. He felt a little desolate.

He stood beside Aunt Liu, his pretty face was a little tender, and he only looked at her faintly. From the beginning to the end, there was no wave in his dark eyes.

This brother is so beautiful.

This is her first impression of him.

And Aunt Liu said: "Xiaoxing is good, this is brother Yan, we will be a family from now on."

Encouraged by Aunt Liu, Fanxing stretched out her little hand timidly and said, "Hello, brother Yan. My name is Fanxing. I'm eight years old."

Wen Yiyan looked at her with a light eye, neither talking nor reaching for a response.

Little Brahma star was seen by him heart a little empty, subconsciously shrink body, close eyes, dare not look at him.

Aunt Liu patted her on the back with a kind smile, "don't be afraid of Xiaoxing. My brother just doesn't like to talk very much. Later, you can help your aunt tease him to say more words, OK?"

Okay? Nature is good.

Her father was laid off and her mother went away. However, she was seriously ill. The desperate father and daughter finally took refuge in Aunt Liu's home.

In order to work and earn money, my father often doesn't go home once a week, and Aunt Liu has her own business to be busy with, so she and Wen are often the only ones in such a big home.

When Aunt Liu left home, one of the most common words is, "in a word, you should take good care of Xiaoxing at home. Don't bully her, you know?"

She was so grandiose was thrust into the hands of Wen Yiyan, thriving.

At the beginning, when he was alone facing his beautiful face, he was tangled, stiff, timid and at a loss.

What should I do if I don't like myself?

She tried to make herself a good child. She didn't cry or make noise. She stayed quietly and didn't disturb him.

Sometimes when two people stay at home on weekends, they may not communicate with each other for a whole day. They are as distant as two strangers.

When did the change begin?

It started on the 13th birthday of Wen Yiyan, about two weeks after she lived in Wen's family.

Aunt Liu because the company has a very serious matter, must rush back to solve, the cake bought back put on the table alone, small Fanxing stood on the side, listening to her instructions carefully.

"Xiaoxing, my aunt wants to go back to the company to deal with some things. I can't give you brother Yan's birthday. You can help your aunt and accompany him to sing happy birthday song to him at 8:18 p.m

Little Vatican star some questions, tilted his head and asked, "why wait until 8:18 p.m

"That's when you said your brother was born."

Little Vatican star didn't understand, and said in a soft voice, "OK, I remember."

Aunt Liu gently pinched her pink face and said with a smile, "Xiaoxing is really good, auntie, thank you."

She shakes her head, smiles and bends her eyebrows and eyes. It seems that there are stars all over the sky in her glittering eyes.

Aunt Liu was infected by her smile. She touched her head and said in a soft voice, "our little star's smile is really beautiful. We should laugh more in the future."

After Aunt Liu left, little Vatican star carefully came to the door of Wen Yiyan's room, peeped into the door from the door that had never been closed tightly.

The little brother's thin figure sat upright, his head drooped slightly, and his pen and paper kept working on the exercise book.

The bright light poured on his thin body, and a faint halo appeared around him. In addition to the occasional sound of turning books, the room was silent.

Little Vatican star stood at the door blinking clear water eyes, motionless lying on the edge of the door, peeping at the lonely back of the youth.

Aunt Liu asked her to drink more and chat with her little brother. At 8:18 tonight, she will sing him a happy birthday song.

Little Brahman ran back to the living room and looked up at the time on the wall.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

She climbed onto the chair and carefully opened the cake box

When she pulled out all the 13 pieces and inserted them on the cake, she lit them one by one with a lighter. Sometimes her little hand was burned by the candle that had already been lit by the meeting. The pain made her eyes full of crystal, but she still gnawed her teeth and lit all the candles.

By 17:10, everything was ready.

She put the views of the living room and so on, stepped up and ran to Wen Yiyan's room.

While running, he yelled, "brother Yan, brother Yan, get out of here, fire, come on..."

The boy, who was still immersed in the Mathematical Olympiad, frowned when he heard the flustered cry coming from outside. He immediately put down his pen, stood up and turned to run outside the door.

"Ouch..."

Two figures, one tall and one short, suddenly collided at the door of the room. The little Brahma star covered his nose and called out.How painful

"Where is the fire?" Wen Yiyan held her thin shoulder, and her voice was cold and indifferent.

Little Fanxing rubbed his sore nose and remembered that time was coming. He quickly took Wen Yiyan's big hand and ran towards the living room.

"This way, this way, come with me."

In the dark living room, thirteen candles flicker with faint light, and the bright crescent moon is smiling quietly outside the window.

"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you..." The soft and crisp singing was accompanied by applause.

Little Fanxing smile eyebrows and eyes curved, eyes are full of a little starlight.

"Happy Birthday to brother Yan..."

Looking at the leaping candlelight in front of you and listening to the clear singing in your ear, Wen Yiyan's face is still indifferent.

He looked at the little Vatican star faintly and said in a cold voice, "who asked you to do this?"

The bright smile on his face was stiff. Vatican opened his round eyes and looked at him at a loss.

She hesitated to wring her fingers and whispered, "don't you like brother Yan?"

A look at her face, and gradually lost her expression.

She lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and quietly apologized, "I'm sorry..." She thought he would like it.

Wen a word eyebrow light frown, her low brow and pleasing to the eye's appearance falls into the eye, in the heart actually faintly spreads the inexplicable strange.

"No," he said

"Eh?" Little Brahman raised his puzzled eyes and looked at him.

After a long silence, he sighed slightly and said in a low voice, "I don't like it." It's just an accident.

The little Vatican star's eyes lit up and danced happily, "really? Really? No, I don't like it. I like it. " She's very good at drawing inferences.

Seeing her happy like a happy bird, Wen made an unnatural fist clenched his fist against his lips and coughed slightly. He said in a low voice, "well."

Little Vatican took his hand and went to the table. He looked up at him and urged, "brother Yan, make a wish for your birthday."

Wen a word Leng next, looking back at her too crystal eyes, clear and handsome face has a moment of absence.

Little Vatican blinked, reached out and poked his arm, let him come back to himself, "brother Yan?"

Wen Yiyan closed her eyes and inadvertently touched the place where she had just poked, and a trace of strangeness crossed her mind.

He stepped forward, bent gracefully, and was about to blow the candle.

"Oh, wait a minute! wait a minute! Ouch... " Seeing that he had not made a wish, the little Brahma star would blow out the candle, so she put her little hand in front of him to stop his blowing out. The back of her hand was burned by the candle again. It was so painful that she couldn't hold back a low cry.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yiyan frowned tightly. She stepped aside and turned on the light in the living room. Then she turned back to her and squatted in front of her. She picked up her little hand and looked at it carefully.

Seeing that the place on the back of her hand was burned red, some irritability arose in her heart. He scolded her angrily, "can you be careful, always so reckless, like what?"

Little Fanxing was wronged by his scolding heart. She was still an eight year old girl, and her eyes turned red instantly.

Realizing that his tone was too heavy, Wen Yiyan frowned a little more slowly, and his tone was soft. He said, "don't move, wait for me."

He suddenly got up, did not know where to turn out a medicine box, took out a scald plaster from it, and dipped some with a cotton swab.

And then she gently smeared it on the back of her hand. It's gentle and warm.

The tears like golden beans fell down, and little Vatican could not reach out to wipe it. She felt that there was liquid coming out of her nose. She sniffed subconsciously.

When Wen Yiyan heard the sob, he suddenly raised his head and looked at her face. Well, his face was full of tears, which was probably like this.

In the heart silently sighs, Wen Yiyan rubs the eyebrow heart, the girl student is sure to be made of water.

He took out two paper towels from the table top and handed them to her. He deliberately lowered his voice, "don't cry, tears and snot all come out. It's ugly."

Hearing his similar words of comfort, little Vatican felt more aggrieved, "wow" a, wailing.

"You bully me, Wuwu..." She raised her head, closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and returned to her true self.

Wen Yiyan's corner of the eye involuntarily smoked, always a school indifferent him, suddenly a little at a loss.

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