Although Xia Lele escaped the blame that night, he still couldn't escape the blame from Yan Yan the next day. He looked at Qi Yi who happened to walk in from outside, asking for help. When he saw Qi Yi, he also shook his head gently.
After shaking his head, he finally gave up struggling and stretched out his small palm in front of Yanyan.
"Tell mother, will you ever go out alone and run around again?" Yanyan looked at the stretched out hand and did not reach out to hit him.
Xia Lele kept raising his hand. When he heard Yan Yan saying that he was running around, he immediately retorted: "Mother, I wasn't running around. I was thinking about my mother's life-long affairs."
Seeing him holding his head high, Yan Yan gently slapped the bamboo stick in his palm, "You are still quibbling. Do you still remember what mother told you?"
He had long known that his mother would not hit him very hard. Even if she was angry again, she would hit him just like before, as lightly as if she was tickling him. But he still pretended to be in pain,
Wrinkling her face, she said, "Mom once said that you can go out, but you must be accompanied by an adult, otherwise you are not allowed to go out."
Yanyan looked at his wrinkled little face distressedly, suppressing the distress that was about to show on his face, and said in a sharp tone: "Then have you fulfilled what mother said?"
Shaking his head, he blinked and looked at her, "Mother, I will never do this again."
Yanyan looked at his aggrieved look, threw away the bamboo stick in his hand, took his palm, and blew on it distressedly, "Does it hurt?"
He shook his head, "My mother will always be reluctant to hit Le'er. Even if she does, it will be a very light touch and it won't hurt. Le'er knows that my mother cares about me and feels sorry for me, but I also feel sorry for my mother, so
, I want to find someone who can take care of my mother."
Yanyan looked at his firm expression, but her face was still childish. She gently held him in her arms and whispered: "Mother knows it, but mother is worried about you going out alone. If you lose it, mother
But what to do?”
"Mom, I will never go out alone again."
Looking at the dependent mother and son, Qi Yi watched quietly from the side. Xia Lele broke away from her arms, saw the smile on Qi Yi's face, rushed over and punched him, and said bitterly: "
You don't even plead for me, and you see me being beaten by my mother, I won't play with you anymore."
Qi Yi smiled and hugged him, "Because I know your mother is reluctant to beat you."
Xia Lele looked at Yan Yan with a smile in his arms, suddenly thinking that he would grow up quickly so that he could protect his mother like a man.
In autumn, the sunshine always has a lazy atmosphere.
The withered red maple leaves have slowly fallen to the ground, piled one on top of another. The autumn sunshine pours softly on the bluestone slabs, and the gravels carry the yellowish sunlight, reflecting a strange beauty.
Occasionally, a breeze blows by, and a few maple leaves are like butterflies spreading their wings, swaying leisurely in the wind a few times, and then lie quietly among the red leaves again.
When Yanyan woke up from his nap, he found that Xia Lele beside him had long disappeared. He hurriedly got up and called Xia Lan, because Xia Lan had been washing the sheets in the backyard and didn't know where he was.
Yanyan only said that he ran out again, thinking that he would be severely punished when he came back. A breeze came, and the coolness of autumn made Yanyan tremble slightly, but he was worried about whether Lele would
cold.
Looking at the red maple trees in the courtyard, Yan Yan suddenly thought of the days when she and Qi Feng were in the palace. On that day, it was just him and her. The two of them sat on a pile of withered red maple leaves, and Yan Yan held up a piece of it on the ground.
The maple leaf leaned in his arms, counting every line on it.
Maybe she was tired from counting, so she fell asleep leaning against him. Listening to her shallow breathing, he gently put his chin on her shoulder and slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up, Yan Yan would never forget that the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the red maple leaves and also on the maple leaves where they sat, reflecting the red clouds in the sky, revealing an ultimate beauty.
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She felt like she was in a beautiful painting, quiet, beautiful, and never faded.
Feeling her slight movement, Qi Feng also woke up. Looking at the smile on her face, he couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips gently. Time stopped flowing at that moment, and only happiness spread boundlessly.
After a long time, he stretched out her hand, and the bright red on her face was like the clouds in the sky running onto her face. Yan Yan avoided his eyes a little at a loss, and was hugged by him again.
Looking at the maple leaves at dusk, Yan Yan said softly: "It would be great if we could keep such beautiful scenery forever."
He gently hugged her waist, "From now on, every autumn, I will take you to see the red leaves, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the person in his arms tremble slightly and turned to stare at him, "Every year in the future?"
He nodded, "Every year from now on."
However, promises will change in the future. He only watched the red leaves with her that one time. Over the past six years, she would gently step on the red leaves every day. However, the man who promised to accompany her was missing.
People looking at red leaves.
"Madam, please put some clothes on your body, the weather is getting colder." After Xia Lan put the clothes on her body, she turned around and walked towards the backyard.
"Wait a minute!" Yanyan called her, looked at the red maple leaves around her, was silent for a while, and finally couldn't bear to close her eyes, "clean up all these dead leaves."
Xia Lan looked at Yan Yan in shock. She had been serving Yan Yan since the young master was born and knew her temperament very well. She still remembered how she panicked when the red leaves fell in the first year.
She was not allowed to sweep, and she was ordered to go on. No one was allowed to clean up the maple leaves in the courtyard, and they were allowed to exist quietly.
For the past six years, every year when the red leaves were flying, she had seen Yanyan walking on the red leaves every day. Now Yanyan ordered her to clear all the red leaves in the courtyard, which surprised her.
He looked at her carefully and repeated her words, fearing that he had heard wrongly, "Madam, do you mean to clean up all these dead leaves?"
Yanyan nodded, listening to the sound of the breeze, she seemed to hear the sound of red leaves swaying from the trees to the ground. It was so light, but she seemed to hear it.
After six years, what else can she not let go of?
Just as Yanyan was immersed in his thoughts, he suddenly heard Xia Lele's voice outside the door. Yanyan suddenly opened his eyes and looked outside the door, just waiting for him to come in and see how she would scold him.
He became more and more disobedient, and ran out alone as before.
After a while, she didn't see him coming in. Yanyan walked out of the door in confusion. As soon as she walked to the door, she saw his small figure appeared in front of her. What surprised her was that he was holding a child.
Injured man.
She couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that the healthy men he brought back before left cursing, and now he changed his strategy and decided to pick such an injured man?
Seeing that his small body was pressed low by the man on top of him, Yanyan hurriedly stepped forward to help him carry the injured man towards the room. Seeing this, Xia Lan ran over and refused to help.
For some reason, this man's figure gave her a feeling of déjà vu.
Finally, she helped him to the bed, panting heavily. She didn't expect that he was so heavy, and a child as young as Lele would actually help him back home.
The man lying on the bed was covered in blood and his clothes had been torn into tatters. His head was tilted inward. Yanyan could not see his face clearly, but his whole body was bruised and bruised, which made Yanyan gasp.
tone.
"Xia Lan, go and boil some hot water, and come here with some clean clothes." Yan Yan looked at the familiar figure in front of him and couldn't bear to see this man look like this.
Xia Lan also took a breath and left the room.
Yan Yan shifted his gaze from the bed to Xia Lele. Just as he was about to scold him for disobeying him and running out and returning with a man who was so seriously injured, he suddenly saw him smiling and climbing up onto the injured man.
The man was lying on the bed, and he gently brushed his head to the other side, just facing Yanyan.
His face was filled with an evil smile, "Mom, look, is this my daddy?"
After listening to his words, Yanyan looked at the injured man's face, and couldn't help but feel that his head exploded with a "bang", and he took a few steps back uncontrollably.
Yanyan closed his eyes and felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart. Every inch of bone and every nerve was torn apart by the face in front of him...
Her eyes became a little blurry. Looking at the face on the bed that she had only seen after six years, she felt particularly dazzling, as if she was being burned. It spread from her eyes to her heart, turning into a ball of cotton wool, blocking her heart and breathing.
It also became heavier. She stepped back step by step. She trembled in her heart and murmured the name that had been lingering in her heart. He was Qi Feng, he was actually Qi Feng.
She used to miss him like crazy, but after seeing him, her thoughts instantly collapsed. When Yanyan looked at him, the things in front of her were no longer clear, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away, and she couldn't feel anything.
Less than. The whole person seemed to have sunk to the dark and cold seabed. There was no air, making it impossible for her to continue breathing...
Xia Lele, who was on the bed, didn't notice Yan Yan's reaction. He just staggered and looked at himself in the mirror a few times, and then at the injured man's face. He looked at it over and over again, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it.
The more I feel that I look very similar to the person on the bed, the outline of the face is almost the same.
Putting down the mirror, Xia Lele couldn't wait to ask her mother, but she saw Yanyan falling on the chair with a pale face.
No, she couldn't let him see her again. Yanyan suddenly jumped up from the chair and ran quickly to her room. Xia Lele was about to speak, but saw her running back to her room so quickly.
, couldn't help but climbed out of the bed, and ran to Yanyan's room.