dream pocket

Tang Xin needed time to think about what to do next, so he walked out of Dongming Garden, wandered the streets under the night for half an hour, then came to the bus station, and returned to his community after half an hour.

It was close to [-] o'clock in the evening, when Wanjia was brightly lit, Tang Xin walked into the community with his hands in the pockets of his leather windbreaker, and smelled an unusual smell.

The housewives gathered in the tree-lined kiosk and talked about it, and the aunts of the neighbors who liked to gossip were also sitting at the door of the corridor. They whispered and sometimes turned their heads to look at a building in the distance.

Ye Qiu's family lived in that building.

Tang Xin looked there, outside the building illuminated by street lights, Cheng Mu was standing with a handbag, and Sun Dao was talking to her.

"What's going on? The atmosphere here is very weird today."

Tang Xin walked over, and the two turned their heads, both with sad faces.

Sun Dao took out a cigarette from his pocket, looked left and right at the neighbors who were looking towards this side, put the cigarette back into his pocket, and explained to Tang Xin what happened here in a low voice.

"As soon as I sent Sister Xue back, I heard the news of the quarrel at Ye Qiu's family. If I guessed correctly, Ye Qiu must have told his father about the stocks."

Tang Xin was slightly startled: "She quarreled with her father?"

Sun Dao shook his head solemnly: "It doesn't seem to be the case. The comments from the neighbors in the neighborhood should be the parents quarreling. Later, Uncle Cheng and your father came to persuade the quarrel. Now, the three uncles should be at your house."

I probably understand it, and I can imagine the cause and process of the incident.

It was nothing more than Ye Qiu worried that her father would be deceived, and she hoped that it would be better not to get into this muddy water. After her mother found out, she and Ye Pengfei broke out into a family war again.

Tang Xin turned to look at Cheng Mu who was in a daze, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Cheng Mu puffed his cheeks and raised the handbag listlessly, saying, "Send something to Ye Qiu."

After all, she took out a knitted pure black scarf from her handbag, handed it to Tang Xin and said, "This is yours."

He took out another pair of gloves made of the same woolen yarn and handed it to Sun Dao.

"yours."

The last one was a hat, she held it in her hands, completely lost her usual excitement, and said weakly, "This is for Ye Qiu."

Tang Xin picked up the scarf and wrapped it around his neck. The scarf was really long enough to be draped over the back and the front could fall below the waist. It matched his outfit just right.

Sun Dao also picked up the gloves, put them on and moved his fingers, and suddenly looked at Cheng Mu strangely, and asked, "The three of us have hats, gloves, and scarves. What about you? Did you knit a piece of clothing?"

Cheng Mu raised his head in a daze, and his unhappy expression turned into tears: "I forgot about myself, I have nothing."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she stood beside Tang Xin, picked up the scarf he had left on her front body and wrapped it around her neck, and said reluctantly, "That's enough."

Sun Dao opened his mouth to say something, but finally rotted the joke in his stomach.

Did you forget yourself on purpose?

This scarf is designed for two people?

Tang Xin knew that Cheng Mu made these knitwear by himself, stitch by stitch, but now was not the time to be moved, he sighed and said, "I'll go up and have a look, it's cold, you two go home."

"Give this to Ye Qiu for me, and tell her that if you want someone to accompany you, I'll be there for you."

Cheng Mu stuffed the hat into Tang Xin's hands, then took off the scarf around his neck and flicked it casually, turning his head and walking away obviously in a bad mood.

Sun Dao patted Tang Xin on the shoulder, turned and left.

After stacking the hats, Tang Xin took them in his hands and walked into the corridor.

As soon as I went upstairs, I heard footsteps on high heels coming from above.

Tang Xin saw a middle-aged woman who came down, wearing a dark green coat, with a permed wavy hairstyle, and a thin face with indifference, passing Tang Xin.

"Hello, Auntie."

Tang Xin didn't have a chance to say hello, Ye Qiu's mother just ignored him and went downstairs to go out.

Coming to the door of Ye Qiu's house, Tang Xin rang the doorbell and took a step back, waiting quietly and patiently.

But no one opened the door, Tang Xin looked down at the gap under the door panel, there was a bright light inside, someone should be at home.

So after pressing the doorbell for 3 minutes, the door finally opened.

Through the anti-theft door, Ye Qiu, who was wearing casual warm clothes at home, still had an indifferent look of not disturbing others, but his cold face was rosy, and he looked at Tang Xin calmly: "Is there something wrong?"

Tang Xin frowned slightly.

"you've been drinking?"

Ye Qiu didn't answer, turned around and walked inside after opening the anti-theft door.

Tang Xin entered her house and closed the door. As soon as he turned around, he couldn't see Ye Qiu in the living room. He passed by her room and opened the door to check, but there was no one there. Finally, he found her on the balcony.

Elbows resting on the balcony fence platform, half of her cheek resting on her hand, Ye Qiu looked at the noisy night market overlooking the building, what surprised Tang Xin most was that she was holding a bottle of Wuliangye in the other hand, it should be Ye Pengfei's wine.

Walking to her side, Tang Xin first showed the hat that Cheng Mu gave her: "This is Cheng Mu's wish, try it on?"

If it was before, she would definitely not refuse.

But today, she just glanced at it and spit out a sentence: "Put it there, I will thank her."

Going back to the living room and putting the hat next to the TV, Tang Xin turned back to the balcony, reached out to grab the wine bottle in her hand, and tried to take it away, but Ye Qiu stubbornly refused to let go, and even pulled hard into his arms, watching Without looking at Tang Xin, he held the wine bottle and took a long gulp.

"Cough cough..."

She choked with tears, but wiped her eyes, and continued to turn her head to look away, as if she was meditating or in a daze.

"When I first came here, I met my aunt."

"She's going to play cards."

Hearing Ye Qiu's indifferent reply, Tang Xin felt mixed feelings in his heart.

I don't know if this aunt has a strong psychological quality or a too casual attitude towards life.

The husband and wife can still keep their faces unchanged after a quarrel and still go their own way.

Sighing softly, Tang Xin suddenly felt that this was the black humor in life.

You never know what will happen in the next second to break the tranquility, and you don't expect that it will be so loud that everyone knows it, as if you are in a play, surrounded by audiences waiting to enjoy and kill time.

Although Tang Xin was not the person involved, he could understand Ye Qiu's mood at the moment, especially the psychological pressure brought by her parents.

cluck cluck

cough cough cough

Fortunately, there wasn't much wine in the bottle, Ye Qiu took a few more sips and there wasn't a drop left.

Tang Xin was by her side and did not obstruct her actions.

At this time, it's better to follow her will, the more she obstructs her, the stronger her rebellion will be. If Tang Xin is kicked out of the house, who knows what stupid things she will do later.

Dingling clang

The wine bottle was knocked over by her, but luckily it didn't fall outside the balcony.

Tang Xin bent down and picked up the wine bottle and put it in the corner of the balcony.

Ye Qiu bent over, her face was flushed, and she held her head in her hands. Suddenly, Tang Xin saw her face hanging down on the stone platform facing her, with tears falling down.

Stretching out his hand to caress her shoulder, Tang Xin wanted to give her some comfort, but unexpectedly, Ye Qiu turned around and hooked his neck with both hands, his chin fell on his shoulder, and their bodies were tightly pressed together.

In order to accommodate her, Tang Xin quickly bowed slightly, after all, he was nearly ten centimeters taller than her.

"No, I don't want you to see me cry."

Ye Qiu tried her best to keep her tone calm, but the trembling fluctuations betrayed her weakness.

Wenxiang nephrite, exquisite and delicate body, Tang Xin should be distracted at this time, but he is exceptionally calm, even under the barrier of layers of clothes, he can still feel Ye Qiu's warmth and softness, as well as the fragrance in his nose.

Gently stroking her back with his right hand, Tang Xin whispered in her ear peacefully: "You are the most beautiful when you cry, but I will feel bad."

Ye Qiu hooked his neck with his right hand to prevent him from turning his head, and covered his mouth with his left hand, tears fell down his flawless face like broken pearls.

"Why? Why did my dad resign to speculate in stocks?"

"Why is my mother addicted to gambling when fighting against him?"

"Why does my dad never listen to what I say?"

"Why are my father and my mother arguing?"

"Tang Xin, sometimes I hope they get divorced."

"I want to grow up quickly, du li life."

......

The accusation in her sobbing words, to Tang Xin's ears, was as uncomfortable as a knife piercing the heart.

The younger generation can't control the affairs of the elders.

But the elders didn't know that the younger generation was the most hurt by their war.

Probably aware that Tang Xin's slightly bowed posture must be uncomfortable for a long time, Ye Qiu, who was full of tears, slowly let go of her hands, and then moved her hands in front of her body, holding Tang Xin's leather windbreaker with the flattened collar weakly, she lowered her head and pressed against it. Hold his chin, sobbing slightly.

"Tang Xin, I can't watch my dad being cheated. He wants to mortgage the house."

"Tang Xin, help me, help me..."

The sky was covered by dark clouds, and under the dark night, only the cold wind blew past.

Tang Xin wrapped his arms around Ye Qiu's slightly trembling delicate body, let her bury her head in front of his chest, lowered his head, and put his cheek against her soft hair, his expression full of tenderness.

"you are silly!"

What nonsense!

Of course I will help you!