A Heartwarming Decade

Although Aheng and Yanxi live under the same roof, their living habits are very different. Apart from eating, they can hardly meet each other.

Yanxi was originally a cat-like creature that didn't distinguish between day and night, and after a holiday, it was even more lawless. When I was in a good mood, I put on a rock and roll, and the neighbors knocked on the door; when I was in a bad mood, I closed the door and closed the curtains, sitting in the room silently all day, completely the spokesperson of the sine curve.

A Heng, on the other hand, goes to bed at nine o'clock in the evening and gets up at six o'clock in the morning, a good baby with an accurate biological clock. Shopping for groceries, cooking, washing clothes, cleaning the room, watching cartoons, all day passed. Of course, if you listen to the warm teachings of your confidant sister and brother on the radio before going to bed, your life is basically perfect without any regrets.

He likes to eat spare ribs, and he likes to eat all kinds of weird sauces thickened with rich taste; she is used to eating vegetables, used to interpret the most ordinary and delicate taste with light salt.

He drank Coke, Fanta, and Chocolate Milk Champagne Vodka, all processed and turned over will show a warm and decadent drink with beautiful bubbles; she only sips water, tea, and sake, without carving and crystal clear Gentle and moisturizing fluid.

He loves to do everything inattentively, listening to rock and roll painting the sunset, eating junk food while studying the different crying methods of various beautiful women on TV, and judging which one will not disgust him; and she thinks The seven tricks are always not exquisite enough, only knowing how to sit upright and writing the calligraphy is more beautiful, only knowing that you can put your hands on your knees and watch the cartoons smirkly, easily ignoring all the changes in the surroundings.

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Only when they meet under the same roof will they realize that there is another person in their big collection. Therefore, no matter how easy it is for novelty to arise, this novelty has not been enough to break each other's perfect personal space. So, continue to tolerate someone's existence gently, and gently integrate someone into their own inertia.

"A Heng..." Yan Xi wore sleepy eyes and wore a cat and mouse long T pajamas to the kitchen.

"Wake up?" A Heng took a spoon and skimmed a little chicken soup to taste the salt. He was busy and didn't look back.

She knew he was there and it was done.

"The milk is in the microwave. Get it by yourself, drink less. I'll eat later." The taste is just right. Aheng smiled and put down the spoon.

"Oh." The boy yawned and rubbed his eyes, his voice still had a nasal sound of just waking up, "I just put my clothes in the washing machine and wringed, but I don't know if the amount of washing powder is enough."

A Heng had a bad premonition, turned off the fire, rushed to the laundry room, opened the washing machine cover, his face was blue and purple.

"The washing powder you put in..."

Yanxi pointed her finger at the bucket of powdery things next to the washing machine.

"That is, bleach." A Heng said hard.

Yanxi was horrified, looking at the washing machine, the bucket of clothes was completely unrecognizable.

"Aheng, you put the bleach next to the washing machine for Mao?" Yanxi pulled out the latch and picked up the weird-colored clothes rolled into a tuft, crying without tears.

"Oh oh oh, my Armani pink checkered shirt worn by an Italian supermodel just released this season, my CalvinKlein white pants, my Givenchy black T, my..."

"Your English is so good, you don't see such a big'Bleach' on the barrel?" Aheng interrupted the boy, speaking softly, with a slow and detailed teasing.

"Bleach, Mao?" Yanxi's eyes were watery and pitiful.

"Bleaches." Aheng looked at the sky speechlessly.

"Aheng, what...what should I do?" Yanxi was full of tears, pretending to be very white and helpless.

"What else can I do, throw it away." A Heng said lightly.

This is a punishment for people who pretend to be unable to enter the kitchen or the laundry room.

"My Armani, my CalvinKlein, my Givenchy, my Versace..." Yanxi covered her face, showing only a small flat head, and screamed.

Aheng ignored him and walked back to the kitchen. The boy followed her and continued to number.

When I ate, I called my flowery shirt; when I watched TV, I called my poor white casual leg pants; when I was eating snacks, I called my little black T...

In the evening, A Heng watched "Detective Conan". In the middle of the case, in the dark old library, a corpse appeared in the mezzanine of the slowly rising elevator, which was extremely terrifying.

Behind him, someone said sadly: "My people see the red checkered shirt that everyone loves..."

A Heng was horrified, turned his head, and Yan Xi again.

"I know, I know, it's so noisy!" A Heng twitched at the corner of his mouth, and shouted at the young man, "Buy a new one, let's go!"

Juvenile goals are achieved, and they are happy.

Yan Lao is afraid that Yanxi spends money indiscriminately, so the monthly living expenses are fixed to the account where only Ah Heng knows the password. All financial expenditures are under her "one-party dictatorship."

Although Yanxi was unwilling for hundreds of thousands of times, power came out of his silver, and the emperor was far away, so he had to give up in grief. Grinding A Heng every day, until she gets a headache, what she wants is naturally obtained.

However, money doesn’t burn like that. If you buy it again, tens of thousands of yuan will disappear in the blink of an eye.

A Heng tossed in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. After thinking about it for a long time, he ran to the trash can in the dark, picked up the pile of clothes, and threw it in the washing machine, washed it again, and ironed it three times. The corners are not let go. Although it is still very much like a colorful palette, the newness is greatly guaranteed, so I returned to the room satisfied.

The next day, Aheng went to bed together, estimated the time, it was almost time, and began to call.

"Hello? Aheng?" The other party yawned before waking up.

"Dayi, yesterday, Grandpa Yan sent back a few Armani limited edition clothes. As a result, Yanxi put them on, a little fat, thinking, it's better to give them to you." Aheng smiled.

Yanxi drank too much milk the day before and was awakened by urine. He saw Ah Heng talking on the phone in the living room and walked in confusion.

"Aheng, what are you doing?"

A Heng put his finger on his lips and hissed.

"Well, you come here later, the clothes are all ready." With a standard smile of eight teeth, Can Ruo Chunhua.

Yanxi shuddered.

Hang up the phone and continue to dial: "Mary, let me tell you something..."

Same steps, same words.

"When did you pick up all your clothes?" Yanxi looked at the strangely colored clothes with a bit of disgust.

"Yanxi, how about acting together?" Aheng smiled.

"Remuneration." Yanxi stretched out a white and tender hand.

"Armani, CalvinKlein, Givenchy, Versace, two of the same?" The brows and eyes of the clear landscape, the gentle face.

"Okay!" Yanxi felt that she was a good baby, and promised smoothly.

Not long after, the doorbell rang, and Sindayi flew in happily.

"Oh, Aheng, it's our brother, where's the clothes, don't be polite with us, as long as it's something I want, I can wear it anyway."

Hey, it's a trivial thing to fall into the sky Armani, but the white food of Yanxi takes advantage of this kid, which has not happened in thousands of years.

Yanxi yelled hypocritically: "A Heng, how can you give these clothes to my aunt? Limited editions. I can't wear them now. I will wear them after I eat fat!"

Sindayi saw the neatly folded clothes on the sofa, the Armani logo, which was vivid, just looking at the color, which was a bit strange.

"I will pay you back when you get fat!" Sindayi sighed and picked up the clothes. "That's it, don't you say, the limited edition is different from the usual ones. Look at this color, it's more Armani, hehe ."

Yanxi turned around, lamenting and melancholy, with her shoulders shaking.

A Heng smiled and raised his watch. It was almost time.

Ding Dong, the doorbell rang again.

Chen Juan walked in.

The eyes are facing each other, crackling.

"Why are you baboons (shemales) here? You haven't been bitten (beat) enough by your old lady (I)?!" The two teenagers pointed at each other and said in unison. The enemies met, extremely jealous.

"A Heng let me come, alright!" continued in unison.

Aheng smiled, handed Yanxi a tissue, and said in a voice that only two of them could hear: "Wipe."

The saliva spurted out with a smile.

In this compartment, the two looked at Ah Heng together.

A Heng Yuanshan's eyebrows are beautifully curved: "Dayi, I invited Mary to come. Thinking, so many, anyway, you can't finish wearing them, it's better to give Mary half."

"Don't think about it, Laozi (my mother) won't divide clothes with this ladyboy (baboon)!" Two teenagers, one white and one black, one coquettish and the other rough, stood together and the scenery was bright and beautiful.

A Heng smiled, extremely innocent: "What should I do?"

When Chen Juan came back from abroad, he could easily switch to Yanxi's singing a few days ago. He must be a rich man with a lot of arrogance.

"A Heng, let's play sisters, this dress is a limited edition, I won't let you lose, my mother paid all the money!" Then, he glanced at Xindayi contemptuously.

Sindayi was also the master who grew up holding the phoenix when he was a child. He hadn't seen any big scenes before, so how could he easily lose face.

"Damn! You are a dead man, a nouveau riche, and you are the second generation of capitalism. Lao Tzu's roots are flourishing, and I am afraid of you! A Heng, said, how much money this clothes cost, Lao Tzu paid It’s all about honoring Grandpa Yan!"

This is what we are waiting for.

A smile flashed across Aheng's eyes, and then he was calm.

"Does it have to be that much?" A Heng frowned and pointed at the clothes on the sofa embarrassedly.

"It needs so much!" The two looked at each other, angrily and did not back down.

"Oh." A Heng touched his nose and walked into the laundry room, holding out the same number of neatly stacked and strangely colored clothes, smiling warmly.

"Here, there is one more copy, one for each person. Don't grab it or grab it."

She deliberately divided the clothes into two equal parts last night so as not to cause unnecessary disputes.

The two teenagers were dumbfounded.

Yanxi smiled and fell off the sofa.

This incident is a landmark event of Wen Heng's degeneration that has been chanted thousands of times by Xin and Chen. When I mentioned it, I couldn't help sighing: "A Heng was a good boy, but since following Yanxi, it has become bad. Yanxi's beauty is a disaster and a disaster."

"You are the one who kills you! Your whole family is causing trouble." Yanxi raised her eyebrows and cursed, "We Aheng has always been a good boy, a good boy. Where is it? Hey! A pair of male and female dogs! No us. Heng, can you achieve your adultery? I don't know what is good or bad!"

Sin Dayi and Chen Tianjiu were speechless.

In short, then, then, Yanxi happily put on new Armani, CalvinKlein, Givenchy, Versace, two in one.

Yanxi was very lazy, clamoring to draw the morning sun, but set three alarm clocks, broke one and broke two, still unable to fulfill his wish.

Aheng said: "I tell you to get up."

Yanxi said: "If I accidentally treat you as an alarm clock..." He hesitated to say something and stopped, nervous and wicked.

"It's okay." A Heng smiled, with a little cool spring flower blooming. I am such a sound and intelligent human being, how can I compare with your alarm clock that cannot escape? Different creations, understand? This is what I said in my heart, not for him.

On the second day, the sky was bright, and the fog was like a soft and flowing flock, waiting leisurely for his destiny in the moonless sky.

She looked at Yanxi who was sleeping soundly, her pink face, soft eyebrows, like an angel, and she couldn't bear to act. But that day, the dream babbled, and said: "Ah, A Heng, why are you so stupid, too stupid, too stupid..." The infinite loop, the magic sound ran through the ears.

This is the distance between the devil and the angel. Lucifer fell to heaven back then. I really don’t need to forgive him.

She walked to his bed and put the towel that had been frozen in the refrigerator overnight on the boy's face. one two Three.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Are you awake?" She smiled, watching Yanxi sit up in shock.

Yanxi's eyes were sluggish for half a minute before he reacted, and her slender hands slammed the pillow, making life worse than death: "Adopted daughter is not filial!"

Immediately, he coughed twice, fell on the pillow in grief, and quickly closed his big eyes, trying to continue hooking Zhou Gong.

Aheng took up a basin of water and dangled it on the stabbing door: "I don't mind the twenty-four filial piety to entertain my relatives."

Yanxi sat up in shock in a dying dream.

She pulled him and asked him to accompany her to buy vegetables for the morning market.

"Why should I go? Ben's sacred mission of getting up early is to paint a holy and beautiful sunrise, not a smelly vegetable market." He said to her seriously.

"Go, go, just this time." She took a small to please, with the back of her hand behind her, and blushed slightly, not used to acting like a baby. In fact, no one asked her to act like a baby.

"Yeah, okay, okay, what an annoying child." But the boy proudly raised his small flat head immediately, and his self-esteem as an elder brother was filled to the apex.

In such a morning market, the vegetables are neatly placed on the table with dewdrops, fresh and full of energy.

But the sun has not yet risen, and the misty color makes it difficult to see whether there are hidden worm eyes. Aheng picked it up and looked through it several times inside and out. The old vegetable seller frowned: "This girl is careful. My old Wang has been selling vegetables in the East Market for so many years. Which one is not a boast. Good food and cheap?"

Aheng smiled: "No wonder Grandpa, I don't mean anything else, I just buy groceries and I always have to take a look."

Yanxi pursed her mouth and said with deep emotion: "Why is this kid so unattractive? It's strange that Ben Shao's tutor is clearly in place."

A Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, pretending not to hear.

The so-called tutoring, could it be that she was pulling her to play games all day, and when she was sincerely learning Beijing dialect from him, did she teach her how to swear and swear?

A Heng picked the food, turned and looked into the distance, but inadvertently saw a squatting person with a small cage beside him, and the cage was a bunch of furry things. She pulled the corner of Yanxi's clothes, leaned over, and squatted down.

"Sister, do you want to buy Xiao Hui?" There was still a child who was eight or nine years old, chubby, wearing a white vest and short shorts.

"Xiao Hui, is that it?" A Heng smiled and pointed to the gray puppy in the cage. This color looks dirty.

The puppy seemed to understand the conversation between the two, and raised his head slightly. He looks really ordinary, with a pinch of black hair around his left eye, a bit silly. However, those eyes were timid and cautious, vaguely arousing pity.

"My mother didn't let me raise it. She asked me to throw away Xiao Hui. However, it is still very small, and it will starve to death if no one feeds it." The child looked at Ah Heng with a crisp tone of sadness, "Sister, I I have been here for many days, but no one wants to ask Xiao Hui."

A Heng looked at the puppy and reached out to the cage mouth. The puppy gently licked her index finger, whimpering.

She couldn't ignore it, made up her mind, opened the cage and took out the puppy, turned around and smiled and held to Yanxi: "Yanxi, braised pork rice needs a little partner, doesn't it?" Looking up, she saw Yanxi's face. Become stiff.

"Aheng, I'm allergic to dog hair." He stiffened his mouth, looking at her with big eyes, completely at a loss.

A Heng said "Oh", and put the puppy back gently in silence.

"Sister, Xiao Hui is very well-behaved. He eats very little and never urinates indiscriminately. You can put it at the door and keep it in a small paper box..." The child blushed and said seriously. Pleading.

She looked at the child apologetically, but couldn't bear to look at the puppy again.

Because its eyes must be so familiar that you don't even need to look in the mirror. So familiar, but don’t want to see again...

A Heng was thinking wildly, but the cool and soft palm fell in her hair. The teenager smiled lightly, patted her head lightly, and sighed: "A Heng, you can't let it close to my room, can't let it accidentally sleep in my milk tank, and can't let it and braised pork rice. Pinch, can't let it grab my ribs, can't let it urinate and urinate anywhere. Is this okay?"

Is this okay?

So there is no need to speak such a compromise to him, can it?

Is it okay to be treated with pity and love and seriousness?

Aheng kept nodding his head, but did not look up.

She hugged the puppy and gently circled it around her chest. When she stood up, the first ray of sunlight was breaking through the clouds.

"Yanxi, look." She gently pulled his shirt cuffs, and there was a thin, cool wind between her fingers.

The boy raised his head and looked at the sky piously and greedily. His eyes are warm and pure, accompanied by the rising sun, as if to burst out the soul-like brightness, in the day and night, you must re-examine the appearance, and the beauty is lawless.

"I hadn't become a vampire that morning. I watched the sunrise for the last time. I fully remember the details of it, but I have forgotten every sunrise before. The last time I admired the spectacular scenery, it was like I was the first I saw the same once. Then I said goodbye to the sunshine and became what I am now." Yan Xi murmured, turned around, smiled bitterly and indifferently, it was all he pulled Aheng and pulled the curtains to look at. In the afternoon movie "Interview with the Vampire" (Interview with the Vampire), the expression and tone of the vampire Louis.

A Heng was dumbfounded.

Yanxi turned her back to the morning sun, and was plated with a layer of holiness by the brilliant golden light. In a blink of an eye, she changed her appearance, curled her eyebrows, and smiled presumptuously: "Ben Shao goes the way of vampires, leaving no way for vampires. go……"

Yanxi stretched her arms, but imitating a zombie, jumped in front of Ah Heng.

A vampire of Chinese and Western? What a mess!

"Ah, it's not one day, two days, three or four days in the late stage of neuropathy..." A Heng had a headache, squeaking his teeth, his brain was hot, he unconsciously used the puppy in his hand as a pillow and threw it at the teenager.

The teenager ran in tears, what part of the family education had a problem, the adopted daughter was not filial or filial...

The puppy ran in tears. If God gave me another chance, I would never pretend to be pitiful and win sympathy in front of this woman. Change owner, I want to change owner...

That day, the sun was just right.