Xia You Arbor: Looking to Heaven

Chapter 9 Father's Pride (2)
The car soon arrived at the gate of the military compound, Shu Yawang and Xia Mu got out of the car together, Uncle Tang continued to drive and sent Zhang Jingyu home.

Shu Yawang stood at the gate of the compound, not in a hurry to go home, she wanted to wait here for Tang Xiaotian to come back, this place is not far from Xia Mu's house, he should be able to go back by himself.Turning her head, Shu Ya looked at Xia Mu who had been lowering her head and asked, "Xia Mu, you...how did you...?"

Xia Mu's clenched hands trembled slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "My father also often said that he hoped that I could become his pride...I did wrong things, and he often punished me...the punishment is heavy, mom I will cry too... Mom will also look at my wound with distress, and rub it for me very gently." Xia Mu raised his head, looked at Shu Yawang, there was something flickering in his beautiful eyes, and he bit the wound. He pursed his lips and didn't let it fall.But it was such Xia Mu, Xia Mu who endured the sadness like this, made Yawang feel a deep pain, how much she hoped that this beautiful child could be happy.

"Xia Mu." Yawang took a step forward, looked at him seriously and said, "You will be my pride, okay? You are hurt, can I rub it for you too?"

Xia Mu bit his lip, neither nodded nor shook his head.

Shu Yawang stretched out his hand tentatively, gently took his icy right hand, smiled softly and said, "I'll take you back."

She took a few steps forward, but Xia Mu didn't move.Shu Ya looked back, Xia Mu stood stiffly for a while, then moved, followed her pace, and walked forward slowly.

The shadows of the two overlapped silently under the moonlight.

After that night, Xia Mu seemed to have accepted Shu Yawang. When Shu Yawang went to his house, he no longer stared at her defensively. Except for the pistol, Shu Yawang could use it to play with other ordnance models. Twice.

Although he still doesn't like to talk to her, and doesn't show much expression, when Shu Yawang talks to him, he will occasionally look up at her.

On the last day of summer vacation, Shu Yawang went to Xia Mu's house on time. Aunt Zheng smiled kindly when she opened the door for her. After Shu Yawang greeted her politely, she ran upstairs excitedly.When she came to Xia Mu's room, she pushed the door and went in without knocking. Xia Mu was sitting at the table, drawing something seriously with her head buried.Shu Yawang walked over quietly, looked down, he was holding a piece of transparent white paper, on which a tiger tank from a military magazine was printed.Shu Yawang smiled, leaned over gently, and yelled loudly into his ear.

Xia Mu shook his hand, and the paintbrush slid across the paper with a "swipe", drawing a horizontal line on the painted tank.

"Ah, sorry."

Xia Mu looked at the destroyed painting, raised his eyes slightly, and silently glanced at the unapologetic Shu Yawang.Shu Yawang smiled and asked, "Are you condemning me with your eyes?"

Xia Mu turned back, took off the thin paper on which the tank was painted, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

"Wow, I'm angry." She leaned over with a smile, poked his head with her hand, and asked meanly, "Are you angry? Come and bite me when you are angry. Why haven't you bitten me recently?"

Xia Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head suddenly, opened his mouth to bite Shu Yawang's finger, Shu Yawang quickly withdrew his hand, held his finger and looked at him fearfully: "Are you really biting?"

Xia Mu glanced at her, looking at her provocatively.

Shu Yawang burst out laughing: "Haha, if you tell me to bite you, you can bite, be good, be good." As she spoke, she squinted her eyes and patted the top of his head, as if you were so cute.

Xia Mu avoided her magic hand, turned his head away, ignored her, found another transparent white paper, and began to print the tank in the magazine.Shu Yawang looked at it for a while, then shook her head, a child is a child, even the printed seal is so ugly.

"I won't be here from tomorrow on." Shu Yawang sat on the bed, crossed her legs, and said to the boy who lowered his head and was serious about drawing.

Xia Mu's brush stopped, his head raised, and his eyes fluctuated slightly.Shu Yawang took out a sketchbook and pencil from her schoolbag and said, "I've been your tutor for two months, but unfortunately I couldn't teach you anything."

She straightened up, took the tank model on the bedside table, put it sideways on the desk, then nodded, looked at Xia Mu and said with a smile: "On the last day, I will teach you how to draw a tank."

Xia Mu lowered his head and didn't speak, Shu Yawang patted the empty seat beside the bed and asked him to come and sit down, but Xia Mu didn't move after calling twice, his face was cold, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shu Yawang frowned, what are you doing?Why did it become lifeless again?In desperation, she had no choice but to get out of bed and drag him onto the bed. The two of them leaned against the wall, bent their legs, put the drawing book on their laps, and Shu Yawang taught him while drawing.She has learned painting by herself for seven years, and she can draw quickly and well, but she really doesn't know how to teach others. She always draws a few strokes in her notebook, and then turns her head to look at Xia Mu's notebook, looking at him. If something was wrong, he turned sideways, lowered his head, and drew two more strokes in his notebook.Xia Mu seemed a little absent-minded. When Shu Yawang turned sideways, they were very close. He could smell the faint fragrance of her body. Her smooth long hair would be gently scattered on his hands, giving off a soft and cool feeling. Feel.

For some reason, he liked the feeling of being so close to her.

Almost all the tanks on the two sheets of paper were drawn by Shu Yawang alone. The tanks on the two sheets of paper are drawn vividly, the picture is clean, and the drawing skills are smooth. Only a 2B pencil is used to handle the relationship between light and shade perfectly. The effect is also very good, Shu Ya looked at the two paintings in her hand that could be used as teaching models, touched her nose and asked proudly: "How is it, the painting is not bad."

Xia Mu nodded, it was indeed very good.

"Haha! From now on, I will rely on this skill to make a living." Shu Ya looked at him and nodded, she was so happy that she was so happy, she was even happier than being praised by the teacher. She signed her own painting, her The signature is very scribbled and hangs on it in a flying style.

After signing, she tore off the painting and handed it to Xia Mu: "Give it to you, keep it well, and when I become famous in the future, this painting will be worth a lot."

Xia Mu held the painting and looked down. Shu Yawang raised her wrist and looked at it. It was already time for lunch. She got off the bed, put the notebook and pen into the bag, combed her hair, looked at Xia Mu and said: "Okay, I'm going home."

Xia Mu lowered his head and didn't speak.

Shu Yawang bent down, and said helplessly, "Xia Mu, you are so quiet, you will be bullied at school."

Xia Mu still didn't speak, just silently looking at the two paintings in his hand.

Shu Yawang raised her hand and wanted to touch his head, but he dodged it with her head tilted. She frowned, grabbed his head firmly, rubbed it on his head, and rubbed his hair into a ball chaos.

With a cold face, Xia Mu raised his head and gave her a hard look.

Yawang was used to being stared at by him, so he gave him a grimace without pain, turned around and walked away with a smile, and when he reached the door of the room, he suddenly turned his head and asked: "Oh, by the way, do you want to sit in the courtyard for school tomorrow?" pick-up car, or ride a bike with me?"

"Go to school?" Xia Mu raised his head and looked at her suspiciously.

"Uh, you don't know? School starts tomorrow!" Shu Yawang suddenly realized, "Oh, your grandpa forgot to tell you. He arranged you to go to No. [-] Middle School in L City, which is the same school as me. Let me tell you , our school is beautiful, but the food in the cafeteria is too bad! You will know tomorrow..."

Looking at the chattering Shu Yawang, Xia Mu suddenly pursed his lips lightly, and said, "Together with you."

"Huh? What?" Shu Yawang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Oh! Go by bike. Okay, then I'll call you tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Xia Mu nodded, there was something bright in her beautiful eyes.

Shu Yawang smiled and waved her hands: "Then I'm leaving, bye."

Xia Mu looked at the closed door, then looked at the two paintings in his hand, stood up, pasted the two paintings neatly on the wall of the room, looked at them for a while, then carefully tore them off, opened the cabinet, Put the picture in.After a while, he took out the painting again, carefully rolled it up, opened the locked drawer at the head of the bed, and put the painting in.Inside the drawer is his Type 92 5.8mm pistol.

(End of this chapter)