A Heartwarming Decade

There are transfer students in the class, overseas Chinese who have returned from Vienna.

Aheng looked at the tall **** the podium almost fascinated. She had never seen such a beautiful girl. She couldn't describe the girl's appearance, but she looked at her and thought of the magnets in an extremely nonsensical way.

A Heng looked at everyone's eyes, and he knew that they were like small nails like her, and they were sucked on the rock.

However, compared to seeing Yanxi, she felt that there was something missing.

"I'm Chen Juan, I just came back from Vienna, everyone call me Rosemary." The girl opened her lips and smiled, her eyebrows were like roses, charming and noble.

The shredded pork is beautiful...

Aheng sweated slightly and rolled his eyes subconsciously. Unsurprisingly, the two teenagers behind were red eyes.

"Beauty, beauty, oh, beauty..."

"Shredded pork, hey, shredded pork, hey..."

The corners of Aheng's mouth twitched, and then he raised his eyes, and saw the girl standing in front of him, with a rose-colored silk scarf tied around her neck, bright and dazzling, with a bow tie and her shoulders hanging slightly.

"Can I sit here?" He smiled, and the curvature of his lips adjusted to a gorgeous color.

A Heng nodded and looked at her blankly. This girl was really tall. Aheng visually observed that the girl was about 1.8 meters tall, with straight and long legs, and a standard model figure.

Mary sat on the seat gracefully and opened her mouth. Her voice was a little hoarse and low, but it was very nice: "Your name?"

"Wen Heng." A Heng smiled slightly.

"Gentleandforever?" Mary's eyes waved, with a strong amorous feeling.

Gentle and perpetual? Aheng froze.

"Beside the two people, not by the vertical heart." Heng Feiheng.

Mary frowned and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, my spoken Chinese is fine, but I can't write."

"Oh", Aheng nodded, and seriously wrote the word "heng" on the desk with his fingers, one by one, clearly and neatly.

"It's difficult." Mary shook her head, staring blankly.

"It's okay, learn slowly." A Heng smiled gently and looked at the girl kindly.

Yanxi snickered: "Wen Heng, you have to slowly climb to the year of the monkey before you can learn from Beijing film?"

"It's not a tortoise, don't climb!" A Heng sniffed.

In this case, Sindayi smoothed his hair and leaned forward humbly: "Mary, hello, I am Sindayi, and I also have an English name called Eve."

Yanxi and Aheng were sweating, "When did you have an English name?"

"I just picked it up, can't you?" Xin Dayi smiled flatly at Chen Juan, "I was born on New Year's Eve, so my name is Eve."

Aheng shivered.

"You shameless, you shameless!" Yanxi beat Sindayi fiercely, smiling and cursing, "If there is a Japanese girl tomorrow, are you still planning to take a Japanese name "Auntie" ?"

Chen Juan smiled so that the roses bloomed: "Eve, a very funny name."

"Hehe." Sindayi blushed shyly, and hid behind Yanxi shyly, revealing only a black hard brain.

"Are you?" Chen Juan looked at Yan Xi with a look of uncertainty.

"Yanxi."

"Yanxi?"

"The words that are hopeful, the words that are hopeful." Yanxi raised her eyebrows, her voice pure and crisp.

He is Yanxi, so he won't write his name on the table like Wen Heng so that others can remember.

When you remember the fate of a person, you will remember it naturally, and you can't remember it.

One name, nothing more.

"Are you a female?" Chen Juan asked, very candid.

Yan Xi's face lightened.

Aheng replied gently: "Yanxi, boy." With a serious and determined expression, she seemed to be saying the greatest truth in the world.

And the color of the flower-like boy who had been cold for a few minutes faded back to warmth. He ignored Mary, looked back, and had a conversation with Sindayi.

Mary's complexion became very subtle, her brows and eyes had a subtle, indistinguishable anger, but in a blink of an eye, it was the delicate and frank rose with dew.

A Heng frowned, rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.

After school, she went home with Yanxi and Dayi, but met Si Wan and Mary on the way.

"Si Wan, do you know Mary?" Sindayi called.

"Ah?...Ah." Si Wan replied perfunctorily, but something was wrong.

"Really?" Sindayi was excited.

"Really." Mary laughed, "I met Wen Siwan on the Internet and we have always had a very good temper. We just met Siwan when I happened to return to the country to go to school. I didn't expect to be a senior from a school. It was a coincidence."

Sindayi slapped his thigh and smiled crookedly. What a **** coincidence, a great coincidence!

"Si Wan is my child, and I have a good relationship with him." Xin Dayi flew to Si Wan in front of Si Wan in the hot wheel, hooked up his shoulders, and looked like we were like glue.

Si Wan shook the goose bumps on his body.

Mary's fingers tucked her eyes slightly, Feng Yu-like lines: "At first, I recognized Yanxi as a girl, and I was very sorry."

Yanxi raised her head and spoke indifferently: "You are not the one."

Mary laughed: "Luckily you are not a girl."

"If Yanxi becomes a woman, she definitely won't get married! The rest of her life will be on me and Si Wan, and we will tighten our belts and it won't be enough for this little girl to toss!" Sindayi felt that this assumption was terrifying. Nightmare.

Si Wan nodded, deeply agreeing.

Yanxi sneered: "If I were a woman, don't you guys look at your crooked melons and jujubes to be worthy of Lao Tzu!"

Si Wan and Dayi hadn't reacted yet, but Aheng blushed first.

Si Wan and Dayi are so good-looking, and they are not good enough for Yanxi, then the prospects for her like this look very worrying...

"Yanxi, can you not be narcissistic?" Sindayi reacted and was irritated, "Who is crooked? I look like an authentic idol pie!"

"African idols?" Yanxi sneered.

"You are racist!" Sindayi was angry.

"Yanxi, the Lord said, his children are all angels, regardless of skin color." Si Wan's small handsome face is very sincere.

Yanxi's eyes are black and shiny, and the color of the water is bright: "Si Wan, did your Lord tell you that when he had an angel child born, he didn't have wings?"

"I haven't heard." Si Wan was startled, "Why?"

Yanxi's white fingers raised Sindayi's chin frivolously, smirking: "It's so **** white, I can't tell where the wings are!"

Sindayi was stupid, and it took a long time before he gritted his teeth tremblingly: "Yanxi, your words are not so poisonous!"

Yanxi smiled big, childishly naive: "Our aunt is so white as a child, oops, you look at this face as white as dumpling noodles, why is it from Africa? I just said something wrong, no I'm sorry, brother."

"Yanxi, I'm fighting with you!" Sindayi burst into tears, a bronze-colored, angular and heroic face that couldn't see a trace of white, rose red and purple, rolled up his sleeves, and leaned his head towards Yanxi. past.

"Student Mary, let you watch a joke, my hair child is not very sensible, so I'm really sorry." Yan Xi glanced at the young boy who came over, and said coolly, biting the word "faxiao" extremely hard.

Sindayi slammed the brakes and looked up to see Mary, grinning at Mary distortedly: "Yes, yeah, we say that we have a very good relationship with children, and we never pinch."

"Oh, Eve, what's the matter, kid, this smile is like crying?" Yanxi blinked and patted the boy's shoulder with extreme concern.

A Heng stood aside, sympathizing with Dayi, and said in his heart that Xi was too bad and too bad, but his face was suffocated with a hard smile.

Mary leaned forward with a smile, extremely frank, but did not have the slightest formality to associate with people she didn't know each other.

Hearing Mary's smile, Sindayi burst into tears, his eyes staring at Yanxi like Pikachu's 100,000-volt bulb.

Yanxi walked forward carrying her schoolbag in a good mood, as if nothing had happened.

Si Wan approached Ah Heng consciously, and asked her softly, using a volume that only two people could hear: "How are Yanxi and Mary getting along today?"

A Heng was a little confused: "Complimenting her for her beauty, she didn't say a few words."

Si Wan let out a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" A Heng was curious.

Si Wan hesitated, and paused: "You don't know, Yanxi has had a problem since he was a child. I can't see people who look better than him. I'm afraid he will be embarrassed."

Aheng looked at Si Wan gently, pursed his thin lips, smiled, and said nothing.

Mary lives close to the school. Her parents haven't returned to China together. She lives in an apartment alone. There is a lot of space, so she invited them to stay at home. But after all, she was not familiar with her, and the crowd would be separated from her by a few polite words.

"Yanxi, can you give me a face in front of Chen Juan next time?" After a few steps, Xindayi couldn't hold back anymore and spoke in Yanxi's direction.

Yanxi stopped, turned her head and looked at Xin Dayi in confusion: "When did this young man lose your face?"

"You just said I was useless in front of Mary, so how can I behave in front of her?" Sindayi was a little embarrassed.

"I don't understand this. What does it mean to be a human being in front of her? Why, when you didn't have her before, you wouldn't be a human anymore?" Yan Xi said flatly.

"Yanxi, don't be poor with me, you are not stupid, can you still not understand what I mean?" Sindayi was anxious.

Aheng was surprised, but she rarely saw Xindayi and Yanxi more truthful. This young man has always been carefree, and Yanxi's sarcasm has never been taken to heart. It is rare to see such a look today.

Yanxi chuckled, sighed, and waved her hand: "Shengchengcheng, I know, isn't it just trying to chase girls? Look at you for your good luck!"

Si Wan came and went after listening for a long time before he heard the words, blurted out: "No!"

"What can't you do?" Yanxi tilted her head.

"Dayi and Mary are not okay!" Si Wan frowned.

Sindayi was stupid: "Why don't you say no, Yanxi agreed!"

"It just doesn't work anyway!" Si Wan bit her words, feeling irritated.

"Do you like Mary too?" Sindayi rubbed his head.

Sindayi fell in love with Chen Juan at first sight, feeling very strange, as if he had just finished eating two large bowls of rice, and there was something inexplicable full of things.

When playing children, most of the boys are in the compound. Apart from Er Er and the female classmates in the class, he has never been in contact with any other sex. He watched those female classmates as brothers, and Sier was hurt in front of his sister. It is the first time in this life that the iron tree blooms and the twelfth lunar radish is tempted.

However, if your own brother likes the woman he falls in love at first sight, it is indescribably weird.

"Of course not!" Obviously this is not the case, Si Wan answered very smoothly and excitedly.

"Why is that?" Yanxi was stunned and looked at Si Wan lightly.

Si Wan opened his mouth, and for a long time, his handsome face collapsed, and he considered the words: "Mary is one and eight meters tall, taller than Ah Heng, and Dayi is only 1.79 meters, don't you think it is unworthy?"

A Heng's face turned red again. As a girl, she was 173 centimeters taller. At this height, she worried that she could not get married when she was a child.

Then after thinking about it, if she couldn't marry and no one to support, she would learn from ancient literati to make money. However, such a magnificent survival plan has never dared to show up since encountering Yanxi's calligraphy and painting.

Now, Chen Juan is taller than her, which is really sad.

Sindayi felt it hurt his masculinity, stared at Si Wan, and yelled, "I'm only seventeen, so he's still a tall man!"

"Chen Juan is only fifteen this year, so he won't grow up anymore?" Si Wan gave a blank look.

"She's only fifteen?" A Heng was surprised.

"Well, Chen Juan is not very young. He is a special enrollment student. The violin has won international awards." Si Wan said vaguely.

Yanxi had already walked a long way forward, and under the alley of the setting sun, the orange afterglow ran across the young man, but it was beautiful and warm.

When Sindayi heard Si Wan's words, his eyes lit up, and he held Si Wan and kept asking.

Ah Heng just nodded, staring straight ahead, unconsciously stepped forward, and slowly walked towards Yanxi.

"Wen Heng, have braised pork ribs tomorrow. I want to eat braised pork ribs." The boy didn't look back, but yawned and opened his mouth.

"it is good."

Ha ha.

"Wen Heng, you join the ribs teacher."

"Sixteen Rakshas?" There are four King Kong and Eight Arhats. What is left on her turn?

"Be the chef of this teacher."

"No, master chef?"

"When you get to me, it's called Daspoon. Daspoon? Wen Daspoon? Huh? Huh?"

Wen Heng: "..."

Aheng felt that he had met Sindayi again.

Sindayi, who has always had a loud voice and never yelled, has begun to learn to suppress his voice...

Sindayi, who never straightened his hair, let the weeds grow wild, began to beat the mousse and comb the wolf and ran...

Sindayi, who has always been able to gnaw no flesh and bones when eating, began to take a small bite and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief while drinking soup...

I never fell in love with music lessons. I met Sindayi, who would secretly spit behind the door cracks, and started singing the Yellow River Cantata...

"Auntie, do you believe it or not I killed you again!" Yanxi smashed Sindayi with her beloved pink piglet lunch box.

"The wind is roaring, the horse is yelling, the yellow river is roaring, the yellow river is roaring, ah ah oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, it hurts to death, Yan Xi, don't think I dare not come back...A Heng, Don't stand there giggling, help me block..."

"Oh."

A Heng nodded, took out a golden rib from the lunch box and poked it in front of Yan Xi.

The young man let go, bit his ribs, and turned his head, Sindayi had slipped aside.

"Brother, I don't want to thank you!" Sindayi bowed his hand to Aheng with tears.

"Strong man, the words are serious!" A Heng solemnly replied.

Yanxi had just vomited a bone in this compartment, and was about to speak, Aheng stretched out a piece of spare ribs and swallowed her stomach.

A lunch box of fried pork ribs went into his belly, Yan Xi squinted his stomach, staring at Sindayi.

"Auntie, don't say I won't give you face in front of someone else, next time you dare to poison Lao Tzu's ears, try it!"

"I didn't dislike you when you were singing..." Sindayi raised his head.

"Ben Shao sings so beautifully, you dislike Mao!" Yan Xi's eyes widened, with an incredible expression.

A Heng was in a cold sweat, and she remembered the spectacular situation where Yanxi sang the national anthem and ran eighteen bends of the mountain road.

Are the people in the imperial city so thick-skinned? This taught her that half of the imperial city people blushed.

"Yanxi can sing very well?" Mary turned her head and smiled at the two of them. "Eve's sound quality is pretty good, but she doesn't practice much."

Yanxi nodded, her expression calm.

"Hehe." Sindayi was shy, and his huge body shrank behind Yanxi's small body.

Yanxi slapped it over: "Damn, you blush! Is it a man?"

Sindayi looked at Yanxi with a hint of sadness.

"Well, our Eve music cell is very vigorous. He was still the lead singer when we organized a few groups in kindergarten! You are not a student of music, beautiful student Rousi, you can communicate with us Eve more, maybe you can cultivate a Michael Where's my aunt, don't you think?"

Yanxi trembles with goose bumps, looking at Mary, a bunch of words come down without knots.

Mary was stunned, and for a moment, nodded, smiled like a rose, and fainted clearly.

Really, allure with a smile.

Sindayi flashed his eyes, and looked at Mary quietly, his face flushed.

Mary looked at Sindayi, and felt that this bearish young man was learning the attitude of the little girl, but he was indescribably funny, with a deeper smile, and the phoenix-tailed corners of his eyes were charming.

"Student Yanxi, I heard Si Wan say that you play the piano very well, and you can resonate with my violin when you have time, and learn from each other." Mary gently stretched out her thumb and raised her eyes.

Ah Heng discovered that Mary usually made this little movement when thinking.

"Heh, let's talk again if you have a chance." Yanxi gently buried her black head in her ringed arms, and spoke occasionally.

Mary turned her head indifferently.

At a glance, A Heng felt that he saw contempt in her eyes. She turned her gaze to Yanxi again, and saw the young boy's thin, soft black hair, relieved, her face calm, and a gentle smile.

This is the warmth of a clear and clean mountain and water, which is different from the previous scorn, ice and fire.

Yan Xi is Yan Xi, not less than a bit of cold treatment, not less than a lot of thoroughness.

He is this person. It is enough to stand here without being angry.