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At the door of the store, Bei Yao was waiting for him. Her umbrella was put away. As soon as Pei Chuan came out, she turned around and said, "The rain has stopped."

The weather in City C is always changing, like a human mood.

The bell of No. 3 Middle School rang, and Bei Yao said, "Then I'm going back."

Pei Chuan curled his fingers and whispered: "Yes."

Bei Yao walked out a long way and saw that he was still there. She quietly looked at her back. She walked back almost helplessly.

"Pei Chuan, I don't want to go back again, you can take me to play."

Pei Chuan looked at her stiffly: "What?"

Bei Yao thought for a while: "Is there any fun place outside Third Middle School?"

Pei Chuan pursed his lips and denied: "No."

He could never take her to the place he often went to. However, when she said she would not leave, Pei Chuan couldn't help but feel a little joy in her heart.

Bei Yao said: "Last time I saw a very interesting shop, I will take you to find it."

She took him to a paint mold making shop.

There were only three or two children in the store, and their hands were filled with mud. Bei Yao held back her laughter and grabbed Pei Chuan and sat down.

A five-year-old child came over and said, "Sister, do you want to play with this too?" She spread her hands and a dry rabbit glue mold in her palm. Bei Yao said, "No, it's my brother who wants to play."

The child stared at Pei Chuan with wide eyes.

Pei Chuan looked up at Bei Yao, and she held her face and smiled at him.

Pei Chuan was very uncomfortable. He had a cold face, but could not ask to leave. He could only make a decision to see what Bei Yao was going to do.

Baking molds is actually very simple, which is equivalent to making your own glue pendant.

Pour the glue into the template according to the color and put it in the oven to make a glue toy or key pendant.

Bei Yao has never played with it. She came in because every child had a smile on her face.

The shopkeeper brought a pattern example and asked them what they were going to do.

Bei Yao said, "The dragonfly looks good." Her slender finger pointed at the cartoon dragonfly in front of Pei Chuan. Pei Chuan ignored her and took the simplest moon and stars.

Bei Yao was funny, watch him make it.

There is dark night, a bright moon, and bright stars around it.

The children around him gathered around him and acted as little teachers to chatter and guide the stupid brother.

"No, you have to do the sky first."

"Oh, the moon melts into the sky."

"Brother is so stupid."

"There are two missing stars."

Pei Chuan's hands were covered in mud: "Shut up."

He raised his eyes and she moved a small stool and sat him facing him, holding her chin seriously to look at him. When she saw him looking over, she showed an innocent and bright smile.

Pei Chuan's scolding sound stuck in his throat. He almost gave up on himself and lowered his eyes and frowned.

The children continued to say to him: "Brother, you have fallen a lot."

"So ugly, this one is not as good as mine."

"Brother, you have dirty faces, too."

The mud was dry and it was not easy to wash. He was about to wipe off the back of his hand when he gently wiped a white and tender little hand.

When he grew up, Bei Yao saw him so close for the first time.

Most of the time he doesn't like to talk, with cold expressions, handsome facial features, and a cool smell. His eyebrows are sharp and he will be a little fierce. She looked at him, but her heart was very gentle.

He was almost doing it in a mess.

When the lights were on, Bai Yutong went out to find her step-brother Pei Chuan, and she saw this scene.

The children in the store laughed crisply, and the sixteen-year-old girl had a white and gentle face. She smiled and watched Pei Chuan make molds.

He is not skilled, and can even be said to be very clumsy.

However, he lowered his eyes very seriously, even with indulgence and a little bit of tenderness.

Bai Yutong opened her eyes wide. She had only seen the cold Pei Chuan, the violent Pei Chuan, and the arrogant Pei Chuan. It was indeed the first time she saw him at the mercy of others and was unprepared.

Under the light, the most beautiful one was the girl opposite him. Before Bei Yao looked up, Bai Yutong hid behind the tree, blocking their sight.

Because Peichuan colored glue has been poured too much, the mold will take a long time to dry.

The colored tape was smelling of plasticine, and the stars were a little ugly by him. There was a hole on it, which happened to be used to hang the key.

Bei Yao tied her keys: "Oh, so ugly."

He looked at her with a little anger, and her Xing'er's eyes were curved: "It's so ugly, Pei is not happy to keep it for herself."

She lowered her eyes and tied his keys.

He could smell the fragrance between the girl's hair, and the silence of the autumn night wind made his heart beat faster.

The key returned to his hands with her body temperature, and a small moon tied on it.

The five-year-old girl came over to hug Bei Yao's legs, and she was extremely reluctant to leave.

Bei Yao squatted down and saw that she was so cute, so she kissed her pink face: "Thank you, teacher, for teaching your brother, go find your mother." The little girl smiled shyly and sweetly.

Pei Chuan's face looked extremely ugly.

He couldn't bear it anymore, afraid that he would say anything, so he almost turned around and left.

After walking several steps, her voice was puzzled in Ye Feng: "Pei Chuan?"

For the first time, he realized that she knew nothing and nothing. The emotions that were raging every minute and every second made him quietly happy and burned him to the point of burning.

He was fascinated by such tenderness and could not tell what time it was, but he hated such tenderness, why, why can't he belong to one person?

Pei Chuan closed his eyes and turned around calmly for a moment: "It's time for evening self-study."

Bei Yao nodded and waved with a smile: "Goodbye."

A section of the road was divided into two ends. When Pei Chuan was making molds seriously, Bei Yao resisted the idea of ​​looking at the watch. When he left, she hurriedly ran to the bus stop in annoyance.

20:38.

Evening self-study has been started for a long time. Tonight is Li Fangqun’s evening self-study, and he will take the math test.

Pei Chuan, who agreed to go to evening self-study, stood under the street lights that Chuchu was lit up and watched Bei Yao run away in panic.

Bai Yutong walked over with a strange look on her face: "Do you like her?"

Pei Chuan turned around coldly.

Bai Yutong was frightened by the viciousness that had been switched for a moment in his eyes and took a step back.

However, she thought again, what's there to be afraid of? With Uncle Pei here, Pei Chuan could make a big mistake. Last time he came to give money, he didn't pick it up, but he had to pick it up, which was embarrassing.

Bai Yutong said proudly as if she had discovered some secret: "It's a pity, I don't think about myself. She is very pitying, right?"

The word "poor" is like the sharpest thorn, picking a corner that he doesn't want to touch.

He moved his fingers, and the sound of skeletons interlaced.

Those who are most afraid of when dreaming of midnight are that their relatives leave one by one, and they care about lose a little bit. The most wanted to get along with him is nothing more than sympathy.

When he was having a good time, people around him were filled with people like Wei Wan.

Only when he is not doing well will Bei Yao accompany him.

So, even though she was not so sad about the slap, she was longing for her closeness in her heart.

These are all things he stole. Pei Chuan himself was lying to himself, but he was proudly pointed out by someone.

Bai Yutong's neck hurts: "Save..."

The next moment, her voice stuck in her throat.

The autumn in October made people feel cold all over her body. She couldn't say a word, and the force on her neck made her breathing difficult. Her smug smile turned into panic, and she met a pair of dark eyes.

A young man who has been learning boxing for nearly seven years has the strength of his arms far beyond her imagination.

He could strangle her to death with one hand. Bai Yutong regretted it, so she should listen to her mother, don't provoke him, and don't try to threaten him.

She burst into tears and struggled desperately with her limbs.

In the quiet street, the young man behind the tree was cruel.

He looked at her with a cold look at her difficulty breathing.

Bai Yutong grabbed something and slapped him in the hand.

His eyes were slightly condensed.
To be continued...