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"Why do you sleep on the sofa?" Auntie quickly cut off Tang Xia's words, disapproving, "Auntie asked you to stay at home, how can I sleep on the sofa for you?"

"But..." Tang Xia lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

"Don't worry, go in and clean up. Later, my uncle will cook for you and cook a table of delicious food for you." The uncle said, stepping over to take the girl's suitcase from the aunt, while using his eyes " "Warning" Shiqi, who was pouting unhappy, is not allowed to lose her temper.

Shiqi is not very old, but for a fourth grade student, she is actually not too young. However, it may be that the family protected her too well, causing this little girl's mind to be much immature compared to children of the same age.

For example, she sometimes gets angry, just like those children who will lie on the floor and roll around because they can't buy their favorite toys.

Shiqi is a little angry now, the little girl feels that her parents didn't consider her thoughts at all, and didn't consider whether she would like to share a bedroom or even a bed with others.

But she didn't dare to get angry at her parents, so she turned her displeasure into resentful eyes and shot Tang Xia.

At that time, the Haicheng government implemented the one-child policy, and the children in each family were the treasures in the hands of the elders. They were used to a group of people surrounding themselves, keeping everything good for themselves, and accommodating themselves in everything. But when someone suddenly breaks into this beautiful world, the children's hearts will be unbalanced. They may even think, why are parents treating other people's children better than themselves?

Shiqi's current psychology is somewhat similar to this.

His mother helped Tang Xia organize her luggage, and stuffed each piece of clothing into her own wardrobe.

And his father turned around and entered the kitchen. He, who was rarely a cook, even put on his apron and began to choose dishes.

Shiqi was upset, ran into the bedroom, sat down on her pink princess bed, raised her chin haughtily, as if silently declaring her sovereignty.

Tang Xia showed an embarrassed expression.

It felt like I was invading Shiqi's territory.

Auntie didn't care, she just put the pillow and quilt she had prepared on the bed on her own.

Shiqi stared, stubbornly sitting in place, refusing to move.

"Hey, step aside, mom will spread the quilt for sister." Auntie coaxed.

"My sister just said that she wants to sleep on the sofa." Shiqi pouted and said with a serious look.

"Sister is just joking," the aunt replied, she simply walked to the head of the bed, moved Shiqi's small pillow to the side, and then placed Tang Xia's pillow on the side, "Shiqi helped mother move the quilt Come here a little bit, okay?"

After all, she is her own daughter, so of course my aunt knows that Shiqi is sullen all by herself, so when she talks to her, she always uses coaxing tone.

You can't force her, otherwise, according to her character, you will have to make a big fuss.

Shiqi still didn't move.

"Why are you so disobedient?" Even though my aunt had a good temper, she couldn't help being a little annoyed.

Only then did she realize how disobedient her daughter was.

Tang Xia was silent at the side all the time, because she didn't know what to say or what to do to make everyone feel more at ease. But now, when she saw that her aunt was really angry, she was worried that because of her own reasons, Shiqi and the others would create a gap between mother and daughter, so she finally gritted her teeth and said—

"Auntie, I'd better sleep on the sofa." She was afraid that her aunt would not agree, so she ran over in small steps, grabbed her own pillow and hugged it in her arms, insisting, "It's a bit narrow for two people to sleep, I...I think it's more spacious to sleep separately .”

My aunt was taken aback, and the movement of spreading the quilt stopped.

She didn't know how to answer.

How could she not understand that Tang Xia was saving face for each other.

In such a comparison, the girls of the Tang family are much more sensible than their own Shiqi.

So that night, Tang Xia finally slept on the sofa.

"Xiao Xia, did your aunt turn off the light for you?"

Tang Xia poked her head out from the sofa, smiled at the apologetic aunt, "Well, good night, aunt."

"Good night, call me if you have anything to do." Auntie sighed, and then there was a "snap", and the living room was instantly dark.

Tang Xia quickly put on the quilt and curled up.

It wasn't cold this day, and the sofa at my aunt's house was also very soft. She slept comfortably, but she wasn't used to it.

Girls have a little problem with bed recognition, it's not serious, but it happens occasionally.

Like now.

She always felt that the living room was too quiet, so quiet that her breathing seemed particularly clear and heavy.

This made Tang Xia not even dare to breathe hard. She even flashed the scene of being patronized by thieves at home that day in her mind. At that time, I was as uneasy as I was at this moment, breathing lightly, for fear of disturbing other unnamed "creatures".

Tang Xia admitted that she was a little scared.

She didn't know where this fear came from, but she subconsciously thought of Han Yu when she was afraid.

With trembling hands, she reached for the phone next to the pillow, Tang Xia curled up under the quilt, and turned on the screen.

At this point, I don't know if Han Yu is asleep, or if I will disturb him...

Although Tang Xia thought so, she still sent messages to the boy very quickly. It seemed that subconsciously, she had regarded Han Yu as someone who could "disturb" him at any time.

If Han Yu understood the girl's thoughts, he would definitely answer with great satisfaction——

"Well, I like being bothered by you."

Tang Xia wrote a very long paragraph, roughly describing her experience at her aunt's house today, with helplessness in her tone.

She didn't speak ill of Shiqi, but just euphemistically expressed the "willfulness" of her little cousin.

After the message was successfully sent, Tang Xia waited patiently for Han Yu's reply with a mobile phone in his arms.

The boy had never let her down, every time she approached him, he would reply almost instantly.

This time is no exception.

Han Yu was lying on the hard bed in the dormitory, with the snores of the other three roommates echoing in his ears.

He felt himself in the middle of a harmony group.

Han Yu, who was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, frowned, and received Tang Xia's message in the most disturbed situation.

He was instantly happy.

Regarding the girl's word-for-word statement, Han Yu didn't express much concern, and only sent a few short words.

But the moment Tang Xia received the reply, her heart beat faster and almost jumped out of her chest.

Fortunately, it was late at night, luckily the living room lights were turned off, and luckily everyone was asleep, otherwise, she felt that she would have yelled uncontrollably!

Night is always brewing people's emotions, positive, negative, good, bad, all pretending to be calm and calm will release the most real emotions under the cover of night.

Han Yu is.

He said-

"Tang Xia, I miss you so much."