Ordinary mushroom cool little girl

  Just yesterday afternoon on the fifth, Leng Xiaoyao rode that motorcycle sports car which she had modified with her own hands.

  Before departure, he wore a black leather jacket that his brother had specially brought for him, which was extremely cool and handsome. On the way, he bought a pair of sunglasses, and with this outfit, he looked cold and elegant, and with a serious face, he sped away, leaving behind only a fleeting glimpse of his elegant figure to passersby.

  As she passed by the entrance of Luoshui Middle School, she had already noticed her for a long time and slowly stopped the car. Her slender white right leg supported the ground, imitating the movie scene, shaking out several cool tracks with her short hair that reached her ears, and took off her sunglasses with one hand.

  Under the bewildered gaze of several security guards at the entrance, she held her sunglasses in her left hand and struck a pose that seemed to be that of a cool secret agent. With those autumnal eyes that thought they were deep and cool, she quietly gazed in the direction of the teaching building, at that familiar window.

  A few withered yellow leaves rolled and fluttered on the cement ground, rustling softly, the cool autumn wind swept across her tall and slender figure straddling a motorcycle, causing her hair to fly about wildly like a duster brush, shaking back and forth in her line of sight, wearing down her already limited patience.

  She lowered her head, shaking her hair and putting on sunglasses, grasped the handlebars and rode off on the motorcycle, amidst a crowd of security guards who were left bewildered, with a "whoosh" sound, her windbreaker fluttering as she sped away.

  She glanced around cautiously, then carefully drove the car into the deserted pedestrian path, stopping beside a poplar tree. She got out of the car stealthily and hung her sunglasses on the rearview mirror bracket. Avoiding the security guard's line of sight, she grasped the iron railing of the second middle school wall with both hands, looking up at the familiar window with a pitiful yet hopeful expression on her face.

  She was deeply yearning for it at this moment, and her silly but kind-hearted little wife could come to the window and let her take a look, just one glance would be enough, and she would be satisfied.

  At noon, Xiaocai said in the hotel that she actually didn't quite understand, but knew that her unprincipled and unconditional love would make Xiaocai feel tired, just like a one-sided demand.

  Perhaps the stance and spiritual height are just the theoretical distance between people. Xiaozhai's stance is very broad, and her spiritual height is self-proclaimed to be unattainable. So before you can get along with her, Xiaozhai has to think of a way to climb down from there first, after getting tired, she has to think of a way to climb back up again, no wonder it's exhausting.

  And she vaguely realized this, so she thought about making herself great and flowing, in that case, the height and status between each other would be equal, and there would be no need to deliberately adjust the height of her figure to accommodate each other.

  She was about to set off, embarking on the great journey of life, and wanted to spend a little more time with Xiao Cai before leaving, just for a while.

  Of course, she just thought so, after all, at this time Xiaoyi might be in class, she didn't dare to disturb her, and could only yearn for a chance encounter under which Xiaoyi noticed her outside the school fence, then came a deep, wordless gaze, and a resolute turn to leave, thinking about it seemed to have that kind of atmosphere of campus romance, she was almost drunk.

  She stared blankly for a long time, but still couldn't see that small and cute figure inside the window. Waiting like this wasn't going to work either. She scratched her head in annoyance, suppressing the feeling of self-disgust, raised her slightly pitiful eyes, and continued staring blankly for another half day.

  Finally, she was tired of standing and her patience had almost run out. She thought that Xiao Cai would not appear again, so she felt a little despondent and melancholy in her heart, with a hint of resentment. She left behind a sorrowful gaze on the window, wrapped tightly in her black leather jacket, sniffled like she had a cold, and turned to leave dejectedly.

  ……

  A old street on the north side of No. 2 Middle School, Yang Sheng Tang.

  Before going to the park, Leng Xiaoyu bought a bottle of fine wine and a take-out chicken leg rice from a convenience store. She parked her car in the large parking lot in front of the shopping mall and rushed to the park with these simple gifts.

  Because of the guilt and shame in her heart, she gradually walked out of Xiaojia Biyu's shy and gentle demeanor, and of course, her left hand still held a small multi-tool knife in her pocket. Although Old Yang was a good person, it didn't mean that his fellow homeless people living in the same park were also good people. The incident where the homeless men collectively harassed her that night was something she could never forget, and perhaps the most basic factor supporting her calm attitude was the male psychology she thought she had in her heart.

  When facing outsiders, she has to make herself look cool and keep a distance with suspicion. When facing Old Yang, she can be obedient as much as possible.

  However, she seemed to be overly cautious. With all four limbs intact, a clear mind, and the ability to advance and retreat freely, it was indeed powerful to escape and shout in such good condition. Even if it was broad daylight, even if she calmly passed by those vagrants, who would dare to rush up and do something without an opportunity?

  So the whole scene was like a big sister who dressed up in bright and elegant clothes to go home for Chinese New Year, but she felt anxious and uneasy for no reason, walking through the dilapidated and old tent village, until she arrived at Old Yang's tent door.

  Yang Bo...

  She called out a few times and waited for a moment before carefully lifting the curtain and peeking inside.

  A dimly lit, cramped space filled with the faint smell of old newspapers, looked very familiar, exuding a sense of inexplicable warmth and coziness. She had been there several times before. Every time she pushed open the curtain to take a look, Old Yang, wearing a simple yet exceptionally warm military green coat, sat on a small stool, furrowing his brow, wearing a pair of reading glasses, repeatedly studying the People's Daily he bought for one yuan that morning, looking like an old man propping up his hunched back to make revolution.

  But this time I didn't see anyone.

  After a moment's thought, Leng Xiao Yao felt a sense of unease for no reason. Not seeing anyone was a minor issue, but if something were to happen, it would be disastrous.

  She came next door and hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage to ask about Old Yang's whereabouts.

  Facing such a lively and once lustful big girl, the homeless man scrunched up his old face, with a few parts of annoyance and disgust in his dull eyes, telling her that at this time of day, Old Yang must be rummaging through some corner for scraps.

  Leng Xiao nodded weakly and friendly, unable to get angry at all. Before leaving, he even gave that slovenly old man a white eye.

  After returning to Old Yang's tent, she waited and hesitated for a while. In the end, it was probably because she feared that those vagrants would suddenly swarm in, so she put the small wine and boxed lunch on Old Yang's small table. After thinking about it, she picked up the pen on the edge of the table and left a message for Old Yang on the newspaper.

  "Yang Bo, it's Xiao Yao, I've come to see you again, but you're not here. I bought some wine and food for you, heat them up when you get back."

  She wanted to drag on and talk about what to do next time, but she felt it was not reliable. She had no idea of Old Yang's working hours, so she planned to earn some money to buy a mobile phone for Old Yang, which would make contact more convenient.

  She herself checked again and felt that "but you are not here" looked very uncomfortable, so she picked up a pen and crossed it out.

  She left a message, carefully tidied up what she thought was messy, and lingered for a moment outside the door before silently leaving.

  Before walking out of the abandoned park that was filled with extreme poverty and stubborn ideas, she took a deep breath, put her hands in her windbreaker pockets, and put on an indifferent and cold expression. She quickly blended into the streets that were also filled with indifference and haste.

  After passing by a small supermarket, she endured the pain of buying several boxes of luxurious greeting gifts. After finishing the payment and counting her pocket money again, Grandma found that there was not a single whole note left, all were coins.

  Sighing, she shook her head to shake off the mood-affecting feeling and put on a warm smile, just like an ordinary household's mushroom coolie, carrying a gift of inquiry, blending into the deep and complex alleys.

  Arriving at the door of that "Sha County Snack" shop where I once took refuge, from afar I can see the gentle yet strong woman behind the counter, her head slightly lowered, perhaps carefully calculating expenses and income.

  There were still a few customers in the store, some dressed up and some dressed plainly. In short, the quality of the guests was uneven. However, they all lowered their heads and devoured the steamed dumplings, covered rice bowls and other fast food on the table, living up to the saying "food is heaven for the common people".

  She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage and pushed aside the increasingly thick feeling of unfamiliarity, stepping into the store.

  The crisp footsteps caused the nominal older sister, Leng Yu Shu, who was behind the counter to raise her eyes. At first, she was slightly taken aback, and then a look of joy and surprise floated up.

  "Xiao Ya~~~"

  But she felt guilty, facing the other's gentleness, could only smile obediently, too constrained to make a big move, slightly shrugging her shoulders, saying: "Yu Shu sister..."

  Her older sister, Leng Yu, awkwardly raised her right hand, which was holding a pen, scratched her beautiful hair, and said: "That, you go sit in the inner room for a while, I still... have something to do..."

  Her heart was in a flutter and her mind was in disarray, for a moment she couldn't make a move.

  Many feelings and thoughts emerged from her heart, she wanted to say politely that she didn't need to sit, just came to take a look, but thinking about it herself felt hurtful, so she found a seat on the spot and sat down. She again felt that these things did not belong to her, she was not qualified to sit, so she didn't know how to choose and express her inner thoughts, only feeling simple embarrassment in the attention of several guests.

  She was still engrossed in handling the accounts, her brow furrowed slightly with a hint of impatience. It wasn't until then that she noticed the tall figure standing at the counter, unmoving and unresponsive. She thought for a moment before shrugging it off. For now, she could only put aside her work, flash a warm and concerned smile, smooth out her apron, and walk over to the woman's side. She glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the few gift boxes in the woman's hand, then led her to sit down at a small table with an air of slight awkwardness.

  Leng Xiao Ya lowered her eyes, not daring to face him.

  Leng Yu thought for a moment and smiled: "How did you have time to come here?"

  That's right, last time Xiaoyao said it clearly on the phone that she had found her family and didn't need to worry about her. But what was the purpose of this visit, Leng Yu couldn't figure out, but his intuition told him that Xiaoyao was a kind and gentle girl at heart.

  "I'll take a look at you... " Leng Xiaoyao raised her pretty face with a forced smile, then turned around as if looking for something and said: "That, Yu Fei isn't here, is she?"

  The cold rain pattered against the windowpane as she sat lost in thought. "Hmmm... they're high school seniors, after this there won't be any more Saturdays."

  "Oh...that...the task is quite heavy..."

  Leng Xiao Ya thought for a moment with her head down, then smiled and said: "I bought some supplements, she has a heavy study load, needs to supplement."

  The cold rain pattered against the window, and she rarely curled up her lips to smile wryly. Her piercing gaze stared at Xiao Ya's awkward smile, which was trying to appear mature. Finally, she let out a sigh, took the few boxes of nutritional supplements from Xiao Ya, and placed them on the table. After hesitating for a moment, she cast a guilty glance at the guests in the room, saying: "Xiao Ya, I don't want to exchange pleasantries with you. It feels awkward... You don't have to be polite with me either, okay?"

  "I..."

  Leng Xiao wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Her objective consciousness made her want to cry and vent her emotions, while her subjective consciousness made her want to laugh and ease the atmosphere.

  The cool rain clears up, and she's wearing a slightly playful gentle smile. Looking at her embarrassed and hurt appearance, it seems like he has an idea, so he pats her head.

  Leng Xiao Ya shrank her neck, biting her lower lip, and raised her eyes with a hint of shyness. Her eye sockets were filled with sparkling tears, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve up into a warm and satisfied smile.

  "Look at you, laughing and crying at the same time..."

  "Uh... Raindrop Sister, I want to work at a toy factory, that 'YoYo' toy factory."

  "Going into the factory? Working in a factory is very tiring, how come you suddenly want to go work there?"

  "Hmm... I want to save some money."

  "Oh, so... was it introduced by a friend? Or did you go alone?"

  "What I saw online..."

  "Oh, that's right, the YoYo toy factory? I think I've heard of it... Later on, if there's any trouble, be sure to tell me, you know I'm your sister and you should listen to what grown-ups say, got it?"

  "Hmm!"

  "Hmm, okay... Xiao Ya, from now on, you have to take care of yourself when you're alone. When making friends at the factory, be careful and don't easily treat others or get taken advantage of because of your soft heart, got it?"

  "Hmm!"

  ……

  A small restaurant, beside a dinner table, two sisters, warm and peaceful atmosphere, naturally born.

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