Peach and Plum Do Not Speak

She picked up the towel wrapped around her and wiped her hair. After taking a bath, her hair and body smelled fragrant. Both the hair lotion and the body wash were the same scent, the one she smelled on her body.

I don't know what the scent is.

She wiped her hair and looked around. The bed was huge, with a white fitted sheet, a light gray quilt, and a dark gray pillow. There is a tall black probe lamp beside the bed.

The bedside cabinet has picture frames. She recognized one of them as Yan Xi, and three men. The same tall guy. Yan Xi wore a high ponytail, her eyes fell forward, her smile was bright, and her bright eyes favored.

Looking at her eyes, she felt that the flowers all over the world were blooming.

After Yan Xi came out, he found that An Zhi's little hand was holding the photo frame, looking very carefully.

"That's me and my brothers."

An Zhi turned his head, "Three?"

Yan Xi walked over and sat down, took the photo frame, shook his head and said, "I have four older brothers, the third and fourth are twins..."

She paused: "When I was five years old, my fourth brother and my parents passed away."

She had just taken a shower, wearing a nightdress, her hair was half wet and draped over her shoulders, and she had the same smell on her body. The long eyelashes are slightly tucked, and there is no further talk.

An Zhi's little heart twitched. Suddenly a little helpless.

"That... the fragrance." An Zhi blushed before these words popped out.

Yan Xi was attracted by her: "What?"

"The one who washes the hair, and...the one who takes a bath, what kind of flower smells like?"

"Oh... it's this..." She brought out the white bottle. The light green font "Kai" on it, squeeze out a little lotion and wipe it off. "We use this brand to wash our hair and bathe, Gardenia."

An Zhi didn't know this kind of flower, Yan Xi smiled again and said, "It's a white flower. It's a brand my mother likes very much, and I like gardenia."

She focused slightly, as if remembering something from the past. The eyes were a little misty, but it was only for a moment, she smiled and said to her: "There are seeds downstairs, but now that the flowering season is over, I will show you later."

In fact, before Yanxi was sleeping, the little girl was so sleepy she couldn't open her eyes when she was blowing An Zhi's hair. Little by little, her little head tilted towards her slowly, and Yanxi caught her. , touched her hair and put her to sleep.

She's not actually used to sleeping with people, let alone the same bed. In addition, he took a large blanket and tightly wrapped the little girl inside, covering up the quilt.

I originally wanted to watch the video materials on the stage, but I thought about it. The lights are on for fear that she won't sleep well.

Lying down beside her, Yan Xi put one hand behind her head, her body relaxed, but not mentally.

"What am I thinking...bring someone else's child home..."

Have you figured out what to do next? Her parents are unreliable, but... is it up to you? Are you going to take her with you?

How is this possible...

Yan Xi has been working as an intern in the position of the director these days, following the director's back. The topic selection was determined last week, and the filming will begin next week. The position of the director is not only excellent in writing, good communication skills, but also patience, carefulness, and most importantly, physical strength, because of the very high-intensity work, every day At least 12 hours, and overnight stays are the norm. Several of her peers who practiced with her survived by drinking coffee and bulls every night, and simply lived in the dormitory assigned by Taili.

She can't guarantee a monthly rest period. how to have a child...

How is this possible...

Yan Xi pressed his head and turned to look at An Zhi. The little girl fell asleep, very quietly, breathing thinly.

Yan Xi didn't understand the world of children at all. Her two nephews were noisy, bearish, and clingy. Her second and third brothers were so disturbed that they moved out. She doesn't hate it, but thinks that "children are too much trouble, especially boys."

Her sister-in-law is going to give birth to a pair of twin girls. It must be nice and cute, and it's okay to be naughty. Yan Xi had thought about it before.

I didn't expect to meet An Zhi.

"I have nowhere else to go."

Yan Xi remembered this sentence again, such a small child said such vicissitudes of life in a milky voice. She needs more care and love than other children.

She may not be able to...

To be honest, Yan Xi regretted taking her home on impulse. She didn't think clearly about what to do next, but she felt that she couldn't go back alone.

Every child has a park that belongs to them. Maybe most of the kids, like her nephews, have the sun, the swings, the swinging ponies, the Ferris wheel in that park. Laughter accompanied by parents.

And Anzhi, there may be these things in her inner park, and she stands on the periphery, just quietly watching other families play.

Yan Xi didn't know why she felt this way, but just thinking about it made her heart hard.

She hoped that the act of bringing her home would make her happy, and she was vaguely worried that she would expect too much from her.

Because she doesn't want to let her down.

There was no better way to do it for a while.

Well... stay at home for now... At least with Aunt Xin taking care of her, she feels more at ease.

Let's do this for now.

When An Zhi woke up, she didn't know where she was for a moment...

Is it in the small bed in her hometown, in Tao Zhenzhen's residence, or in the big house where no one will care about her?

She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and glanced around, only to remember that this was Yanxi's room.

She touched the blanket covering her body and looked at the light gray quilt folded next to her, stunned. She sat on the bed for a while before going to touch the clothes folded for her at the end of the bed.

She got out of bed, went to the bathroom, carefully observed, and found that there were toothbrushes and towels for her, she made up her mind. He brushed his teeth on tiptoe, washed his face with cold water, and combed his hair.

She waited in the room for a while, but no one came. Not knowing what to think, I had to get up and open the door.

The third floor was quiet, she stood at the door, recalling the direction of the stairs.

As soon as Yan Xi walked to the third floor, she saw the little girl standing there in a daze, wearing light yellow clothes and trousers. Seeing herself, she let out a sigh of relief and smiled at her, a little timid.

"Come on," Yan Xi couldn't help but lower his voice, "Are you hungry?"

The breakfast is very fragrant, millet porridge, soy milk, fried dough sticks, meat buns, egg cakes, and side dishes.

The kitchen on the first floor has a long and wide log dining table, large floor-to-ceiling windows and doors, and a large green grass can be seen outside the door.

This was an unfamiliar environment, and An Zhi was a little uneasy, sitting at the table without moving. The food on the table had a warm aroma, and she glanced slightly at it, without offering anything to eat.

Yan Xi frowned inadvertently, let go, took the initiative to serve her a bowl of millet porridge, and pushed the fried dough sticks and egg pancakes in front of her.

"Can you hold chopsticks?"

An Zhi hesitated and nodded.

Yan Xi brought her a pair of children's chopsticks and spoons. She grabbed her hands and thanked her, as if remembering something and asking, "Aunt Xin, grandpa and grandma...Did they eat?"

Yan Xi looked at her, "Well, they've all eaten. Me too."

An Zhi was silent and whispered, "I got up late..."

Yan Xi rubbed her hair, "No, grandparents didn't eat at the restaurant either, they got up early. Aunt Xin also..."

"Eat quickly, or the frog in your stomach will cry."

An Zhi was relieved, and took small bites to eat. She eats very well, scoops a spoonful of porridge, blows it, puts it in her small mouth, and swallows it. Take a bite of an egg pie. Eat porridge again.

Like a little rabbit, even the sound of chewing is very small.

And only eat the food placed in front of her.

In this way, she seemed to be very happy, and occasionally raised her head, raised her dimple, and smiled at her.

Yan Xi's heart was ups and downs for a moment, and she didn't know how to tell her that she was going back to the city to work today. But still have to confess to her.

When she was done eating, they sat in the living room.

"An Zhi..." As soon as she tried to speak, the little girl sat up straight when she heard her tone, looked at her with two eyes, and pricked up her ears like a frightened rabbit.

Yan Xi stroked the side of her ear: "You can live here with peace of mind, it doesn't matter, Aunt Xin and my grandparents welcome you, and my nephews will be back in a few days, they are about the same age as you, You can play together..."

An Zhi pursed his lips, and the dimple on his right cheek sank sadly. She asked, "Aren't you here?…"

Yan Xi: "I work in the city, so I'm quite busy, so I can't come back every night..."

An Zhi looked at her.

Yan Xi: "I'll be back next month... um... next week."

An Zhi still looked at her, and when she got closer, she could see that Yan Xi's skin was very white, his double eyelids were deep, his eyes were narrow and long, the ends were naturally slightly raised, and he was born with a pair of smiling eyes.

An Zhi's shoulders were short, and her hair was lying softly on her cheek. She lowered her eyes, Yan Xi was wearing a gray David coat and wide-leg jeans at home, An Zhi stared at her cuffs, there was a circle of white pressure lines.

Suddenly, his ears were covered with warm hands. An Zhi raised his head passively, Yan Xi's eyes were gentle and clear, the corners of his lips curved, and his voice was calm: "An Zhi, I'll be back next week. I promise you."

On the way back to the city, the sky suddenly darkened. The clouds were dense, and it seemed that it was going to rain, and Yan Xi felt a little depressed for no reason.

When she left, she chatted with Aunt Xin for a while and asked her to take care of An Zhi.

In fact, there is nothing to worry about. Aunt Xin grew up taking care of their brothers and sisters, and has rich experience in raising children.

But Anzhi...

After listening to her, the little girl suddenly asked her, "I want to know how to write your name..."

Yan Xi was slightly startled, although she didn't understand why she asked that, but it was good to be able to divert her attention, "Yan, the language of language, Xi, this word is more difficult..."

She brought a pen and paper and tried to write it as slowly as possible for her to read, "That's what Xiaolu means."

Her words are delicate and quiet, with the kind of decency and discipline that adults write to children. An Zhi watched it carefully, holding the paper in her palm.

She asked again, "Why are you called Xiao Wu?"

Yan Xi: "Because I'm the fifth in my family, Xiaowu is my nickname."

An Zhi's small mouth opened slightly, "Oh", and Mo Liang's pupils smiled. Yan Xi took the opportunity to tease her, "Then do you have a nickname?"

An Zhidao: "Yes, my grandfather called me Tao Tao." Her voice was soft, "...only my grandfather called me that."

A few big raindrops hit the glass, and Yan Xi pulled back his thoughts. There were dense raindrops floating in the sky, and the first rain in autumn came slackly.