Baby’s Breath

"You kid, what's the matter! Didn't you let you wait for your mother in the hospital?! Why did you run away alone!" He Xiaoyou hooped his son's shoulders, bending over and staring at him. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.readwn.com

Xue Youka's face was blushing when she saw the aunt who followed the door.

The skirt on him is not yet (take off tuo).

He explained: "I... I was hungry, so I left."

The aunt said next to him: "Then why don't you call your aunt? My aunt is here to pick you up. I just cut off my little brother... How can you run around by yourself!"

The word "little brother" was spit out from the adult's mouth, making the young Xue Youka even more embarrassed.

"Sorry aunt, I took anaesthetics, anaesthetics...too numb, I forgot, I will remember next time." He knew that his aunt played mahjong very poorly, and Xue Youka ran away from the hospital. When they fell, they fled.

"Is there anything uncomfortable, mom see." He Xiaoyou frowned and pulled him around, making a gesture to lift his skirt.

"No! No," he screamed, "Mom, I'm back to the room!"

Xue Youka could not run, limped into the room like a crab, and heard two adults talking when the door was closed.

Aunt: "Mimi, this kid is too sensible. Don't be aggressive with him. Look, even the rice is cooked. It's waiting for you to come back to eat."

He Xiaoyou was full of sweat on his forehead and sighed: "Sometimes he is sensible, sometimes it is really not worrying. I will go to the kitchen and ask Qingqing to bring cakes for dinner. Mimi can't go like this."

Xue Youka took off her skirt, closed the curtains, turned on the lamp, and looked at her wound distressedly.

Will it get bigger?

He spread his legs and sat on the (bed chuang), looked down at his younger brother with a paper cup, and sighed like an adult.

It's so hard to be a man.

I was going to sleep (sleeping Shui) in a daze. Hearing the sound of closing the door, Xue Youka took off the earphones, thinking that his father had gone home, and then distinguished the voice of his cousin Fang Liqing.

"Does he wear the last one? I packed a few more. Aunt, you let Mimi try it... he is about the same height as me, so he should be able to wear it."

"Appropriate, he wore the one he took from you that day. It fits well. Our colleague in the department saw Mimi today and said he is beautiful and looks like a little girl."

Aunt: "That's because Mimi has inherited the good genes of your couple. The nose is like you, and the eyes are like my brother..."

The voice is getting smaller and smaller, and it is not clear through the door.

Until the sound of footsteps reached the door, the doorknob made a "　Da" sound, and Xue Youka pulled the quilt to cover himself, annoyed: "Mom! Can you knock on the door first when you come in!"

"I asked you to eat, but didn't come in." He Xiaoyou stood outside the door and opened a crack in the door. "Get up soon, your sister is here."

"Close the door, I'll change my clothes!" He never said that, but today he was wronged, and he felt deceived, surprisingly irritable. He Xiaoyou knew he was uncomfortable, and he tolerated it helplessly.

"You change this," He Xiaoyou stuffed the handbag into the door, "Your sister Qingqing brought it specially for you."

Xue Youka saw a few skirts and collapsed: "I don't want this, let her take it back!"

"Your sister Qingqing is also considerate of you, she has not worn these several times." The voice fell with the sound of closing the door, and Xue Youka yelled strangely, waiting for He Xiaoyou to urge him again , And then slowly got up and turned on the lights, rummaged in his small closet, and found the loosest pair of shorts to put on.

This body looks normal and normal, but how painful it is, only he himself knows, he doesn't dare to move around when he sits, and it hurts when he moves. This kind of five-horse corpse division can only be understood by a real man who has been mutilated.

The weekend at the end of June is the Dragon Boat Festival in the lunar calendar. He Xiaoyou changed classes with his colleagues. Early in the morning, my uncle's family drove over to pick them up and went back to their hometown to make rice dumplings.

"Mimi, can you walk now?" the aunt asked after entering the door with thick heels, "does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't feel at all." Xue Youka changed into a pair of loose shorts and came out, opened the door, and sat in the back seat of the car, the five-year-old cousin Giao Gao, holding the KFC bucket, pointed at him and smiled: "Brother Why don't you wear a skirt!"

"You only wear a skirt!" Xue Youka glared at him. I know most of the cousin Fang Liqing said, but she didn't seem to be in the car, so she didn't say anything. He got into the car and could clearly feel the trouser-crotch fabric rubbing against the wound.

He pulled his pants uncomfortably, and the uncle in the driver's seat asked Giao Giao to eat chicken wings for his cousin. Giao Giao reluctantly grabbed a piece of French fries for Xue Youka and ignored him.

Xue Youka knows that this child is not old, but he is very good at protecting food, but cakes are the treasure of the whole family. Xue Youka will not compete with him for snacks no matter how unhappy.

My uncle asked with concern: "Mimi, what size did you cut?"

"Just... a few days ago." He hesitated, a little embarrassed.

My uncle laughed: "Mimi is a big boy! How tall is it now?"

"It's almost one meter and seven." In fact, it is only one meter and six and three and five. He is a boy in the class. He is not tall, but he is not short.

My uncle was surprised: "It's so fast, not bad, and in a few years you will be taller than your uncle in high school."

He Xiaoyou sat in the back seat with some newly bought clothes, snacks and protein powder for the elderly, Xue Youka was squeezed in the middle.

The aunt saw the youngest son holding the family bucket, pretending to protect the food, and asked him: "Cake cakes, how did your mother teach you, how can you eat so many things by yourself? Give it to your aunt, give you brother Mimi, hurry up. "

Gao Gu hesitated, reluctantly.

"Don't teach children, I don't like this. Mimi can't eat it. He has to eat light food these days to heal his injuries. He has to eat light, not fried food." He Xiaoyou turned the subject off and asked Fang Liqing. Uncle sighed: "To make up class, I really can't go away. Hey, where's Xue Tianliang? Haven't come back yet?"

It was Xue You's father who asked him.

"It's still in Beihai at dawn, and I can't come back in the afternoon, so I don't have to wait for him."

My hometown is located in the upper reaches of Linghe River, which is not far away. I drove there for less than half an hour. After entering the small road near the river, the car drove more slowly.

The adults in the car were talking about the topic of study. They were talking about Fang Liqing’s good grades and what materials he used. He went to calligraphy class on weekends and also studied Olympiad. He Xiaoyou also enrolled Mimi for an Olympiad class, He Xiaoyou said Forget it: "He only took 90 points in the math test at the beginning of his junior year, and his classmates all took 98 and 100 points in the math test. He couldn't learn Mathematical Olympiad."

This kind of topic about learning, Xue Youka has a shielded antenna on top of his head, listening to mp3 like no one, not mixing with them adults. Giao Gao stretched out her hand and pulled him: "Brother, what are you listening to, I want to listen, and I want to listen."

Gu Gu could not help but took one of his earphones off, put it in his ear, and pouted: "What are you listening to, it's so awful."

"Japanese, you don't understand." Xue Youka pulled the headphone cable back.

"I don't want to listen to Japanese!" Gao Gu said disgustingly, "Your broken mp3 is too ugly. I have Sony's latest music player in my house!"

Xue Youka took a deep breath, closed her eyes distractedly, and turned up the volume of the broken mp3.

My uncle drove the car, turned into a smaller dirt road, and drove down this path for another seven or eight minutes to get to the door of the house. Unexpectedly, the road was just paved recently. It rained yesterday. The road was bumpy and the car bumped up and down. As the car swayed, Xue Youka's face (color), who was sitting in the center, changed instantly and whimpered.

"What's wrong with Mimi? Did you pull the egg?" Uncle gave an emergency brake, Xue Youka's body shook forward involuntarily, tears oozing from the corner of her eyes.

"No...No, I'm a little motion sick." He was so willing to admit that it hurts.

The uncle said "Oh", "Are you going to get out of the car and throw up?"

Xue Youka is a bit motion sick, which is known to the whole family.

He grabbed his pants and said no. Uncle looked at him in the rearview mirror: "Then I will drive slowly."

The tire slowly turned on the muddy road, suddenly ran over a brick, the trousers were pulled, and the pain went all over the body.

Xue Youka's face (color) changed again, with a pale little face: "Uncle, I want to get out of the car."

"Want to throw up?"

"Yeah, I won't take the car anymore, let me go home."

"It's still ten minutes, can you walk?"

"can."

He Xiaoyou wanted to come down to accompany him, and Xue Youka insisted that he was alone.

"I walked back slowly from the river, you don't care about me." He opened the door, bowed his head, and gasped.

It hurts too much.

Can't cry!

Holding back his tears, Xue Youka watched the car (fart pi) hit the distance.

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The song of the bird outside the window awakened Cheng Yu in his dream. The sunlight sifted through the leaves and fell on half of his face through the window. He half-opened his eyes and squinted at the light and fog under the sun.

Sitting on the mat, the dark blue (sleeping Shui) clothes accidentally unwrapped in a dream, revealing the youth's fair and healthy body. The proper exercise made him slender limbs. Starting from the shoulders, there are thin muscles ( Meat rou) lines.

The wormwood hanging on the wall of the room exudes a faint herbal bitter fragrance.

After changing clothes and going downstairs, my grandfather was watering the flowers in the yard. The moon-wheel parrot in the cage fluttered its wings when seeing Cheng Yu and sneezed: "Ah!"

It was exactly the same as the sound of grandpa sneezing.

"Snee!"

Grandpa held up the watering pot and straightened up: "Xiao Yu has gotten up, and the stove is heating up meat dumplings for you."

He put down the flower watering pot, turned around and walked to the stove on the left, opened the lid, lifted a bundle of rice dumplings, and gestured with scissors: "How many? Four or five?"

Cheng Yu used chopsticks to pick up the red beans in the zongzi to eat. Grandpa peeled the zongzi leaves and took a bite and said: "Who eats zongzi like you, when does it have to be eaten?"

"I eat slowly." Cheng Yu said.

Grandpa sat opposite him: "Is it boring to live with Grandpa? Would you like to take you to the county town today?"

"Is there a piano shop?"

"Want to play drums?"

Weibo, who had just bought a basket of native eggs, immediately (puts in cha) his mouth: "You can't play drums anymore, it almost happened last time!"

Grandpa said: "Yes, yes, you can't play drums. You can rest in the country for a while and then play."

Cheng Yu frowned slightly between his brows.

"Then grandpa will arrange some other activities for you. Later, let's go to the river to catch fish and see how much we can catch. We will have a full fish feast at noon!"

Wei Bo still disagrees a bit, thinking it is considered strenuous exercise: "When I came back, I told Xiao Yu that there were orchards everywhere, let's go pick lychees together."

"It's okay to pick lychees. This kid must have never been there. After catching the fish, I will play chess with the old man in the afternoon. Tomorrow, grandpa will take you to the orchard to pick lychees."