Feed You a Candy

Wei Zishan is doing makeup in the backstage of the theater. Their drama group has added a new drama "Sand Sands". He is the leading actor. This drama has a good response, and may be followed by additional performances.

Cai Xinpei walked in with the schedule. Xiao He, who was wearing makeup, called "Sister Cai". She was Wei Zishan's assistant. He followed Wei Zishan when he entered the theater. The two have been partners for more than a decade.

"It's popular today." She had just come from the theater, and she hasn't started the show yet. The theater is full and waiting for the opening.

Xiao He repaired his eyebrows for Wei Zishan and said to Cai Xinpei: "The wind and sand" is too hot, it seems that it is going to tour."

"It's not like that." Cai Xinpei put the plan on his hand on the table and said to Wei Zishan: "On April 15th, he went to Lincheng to perform in Qiucheng."

The troupe will tour every year, but generally the tour will end after one or two games. They can all see the popularity of "Sand Sand", and it is estimated that they will travel to the field today for one year.

"Which city is behind Qiu Cheng?" Wei Zishan asked.

Cai Xinpei laughed and said: "It depends on Qiu Cheng's response. If it works well, it may go abroad. If it's not good, just... I'll have a call later."

Wei Zishan looked at the schedule and listened to her call.

"Well, you go back to the subway by yourself at night, and your grandma is at home. How are you studying today? Okay, high school, I'll hold on tightly. Well, I still have work, hang up first."

Cai Xinpei is forty this year, two years older than Wei Zishan. She has a happy family with two children. The eldest son is in the third year of high school. She talks with her elder son every day.

Wei Zishan didn't pay much attention to these, but after listening to Cai Xinpei's call today, he asked, "Isn't it winter vacation?"

Putting the phone away, Cai Xinpei said: "You have to go to the tutoring class in winter vacation, unless you have a good grade, you don't need tutoring. In fact, you should go to the tutoring class if you have good grades, and you will not be followed up later."

Having said that, Cai Xinpei reacted, and after being surprised, he wanted to understand. She pursed her lips and looked at Wei Zishan and asked, "How is your daughter's performance?"

Wei Zishan's understanding of Wei Ruxia is just a blank sheet of paper.

Cai Xinpei watched his reaction, sighed, and said, "You are interested in learning anyway."

When Wei Zishan returned to the house at the end of the show, it was already 9pm. He opened the door and Wei Ruxia walked out of the kitchen. The father and daughter faced each other, and there was another silence in the air.

Father's eyebrows were all tired, Wei Ruxia pursed her lips, her voice was not loud, she asked: "Aunt Li did not come today, I made dinner, do I want to eat?"

"Well." Wei Zishan responded, took off his coat, and followed Wei Ruxia into the restaurant.

There are four dishes on the restaurant table, two Ancheng local dishes and two northern dishes. When Wei Zishan sat down, Wei Ruxia filled the rice, handed him and sat opposite him.

Although the two had spoken under the rose flower stand last time, they only made a head start, contradicting each other, not knowing each other well. If they want to be truly harmonious, they still have a long way to go.

In the restaurant, only the chopsticks accidentally touched the sound of the porcelain plate. It was quiet and empty. The soft light of the overhead chandelier fell on the father and daughter, pulling the shadows of the two back, as if they were farther and farther away.

Wei Ruxia took a pair of greens with chopsticks, watching Wei Zishan did not eat much, she looked up and asked, "Is it difficult to eat?"

What she made was the one made at her grandmother's house. This dish had already been confirmed by Wei Zishan once. She didn't try anything else, fearing that he would not get used to it.

Looking up at the opposite Wei Ruxia, Wei Zishan explained: "There will always be performances recently to control weight."

It's also not easy to be an actor. I haven't eaten dinner, and I have to be hungry after a while.

"I will make it lighter next time." Wei Ruxia said, taking a bite of rice.

Wei Zishan felt that Wei Ruxia had been approaching him tentatively as the relationship between the two eased. She is a character who handles problems in time after discovering them. She will not be a conservative like him, and will choose to forget the problems.

Watching her finish eating half a bowl of rice soon, it should have been waiting for him without dinner. Wei Zishan put down the chopsticks, he did not leave, watching Wei Ruxia said: "How are you doing this final exam?"

In the line of sight, the child paused while holding the rice. After raising his head, his light brown eyes were bright and clear.

This is not a good topic. Fathers and daughters of any relationship who seem to talk about their academic performance seem to be cold.

After eating the rice grains in the corner of the lips, Wei Ruxia moved her mouth to swallow the rice, and he replied with low energy: "In the middle and lower reaches of the class, I will go forward next time."

After Grandma was hospitalized, her mind was somewhat affected, and the final exam was not ideal.

Since it is the middle and lower reaches, there is room for improvement. After receiving the answer, Wei Zishan asked: "Do you want to report to the winter vacation counseling class?"

The child grabbed the rice with another meal.

Wei Zishan had never raised a child, he did not know how to raise such a big child. Looking at Wei Ruxia looking up at him, Wei Zishan explained: "My assistant, your aunt Cai and her son have been in high school for three years and have been attending winter vacation counseling classes. She said that all high school students are now attending. Do you want to go?"

Wei Zishan said slowly, like repeating what others taught him, he spoke strangely, and Wei Ruxia also heard strangely. It was because of the strangeness that Wei Ruxia's lips were pulled up. She had never heard such words from Wei Zishan's mouth.

Wei Ruxia's eyes were curved, and he said to his father: "But school is about to start."

Today is the tenth day, and there are five days before the start of the semester.

"Ah." These days work is too busy, I have forgotten the time, the winter vacation is short, and generally the school will start after the Lantern Festival.

Wei Zishan was silent again, but Wei Ruxia felt that the atmosphere in the restaurant was like a melted stream, gurgling. She smiled at her father and asked, "Are you caring about me?"

After taking a sip of water, Wei Zishan looked at the smile on her face, and his expression eased without denying it.

"Ok."

"I'm very happy." Wei Ruxia finished his feelings, bowed his head and continued to eat, the corner of his lips was at the edge of the bowl, and a large arc was raised.

She was easily satisfied, and she could feel that her father's concern for him was clumsy. But it's okay, and it will get better gradually.

Wei Zishan looked at the smile on the corner of her lips, the fatigue in the light brown eyes was diluted, he raised the corner of the lips, and the father and the daughter laughed alike.

"Go to Yizheng for the Lantern Festival to give your grandmother dumplings." Wei Zishan said.

When it comes to grandma, both of them are under pressure. The Lantern Festival is the first festival after grandma's death, and Tangyuan is also grandma and their last memories.

"Huh." Wei Ruxia answered with a nasal voice.

The Lantern Festival is coming soon. After the grandmother has served the dumplings, the two did not leave immediately. Spring is here, the weather is getting warmer, and the flowers and plants in Grandma's yard should be trimmed.

Compared with Wei Ruxia, Wei Zishan did less of this kind of work. At first, she taught him to loosen the soil and fertilize. After trimming the potted plants, Wei Zishan walked to the vine before the rose season and looked at the vines that had sprouted new buds. He said to Wei Ruxia, "Several branches have fallen."

These branches should have been touched by the grandmother on the day he was buried. Wei Ruxia looked at the branches and kindly said to Wei Zi: "I'm going to get a tool and I'm going to tie it up, otherwise it will fall apart."

After listening to Wei Zishan's response, Wei Ruxia entered the living room in the sunshine. She found the cabinet with the toolbox and took the toolbox to go out. When I turned around, I saw the calendar standing on the table.

The calendar stays in November of last year, the month when grandma went to the hospital.

The memories of this period of time walked through the scene again, Wei Ruxia opened the drawer and found the new year calendar inside.

Grandma's life is very meticulous, she remembers everything in the house, and almost runs out of things, and will make up for it as soon as possible and put it in a fixed position.

The calendar was also bought by grandma in advance. Before buying, she did not know that she would be hospitalized and would die.

Wei Ruxia put down the toolbox, took out the new calendar book, ripped off the first and second pages, and stopped at the March position.

On the day of March 29, a small circle was ticked with a red pen. Next to the small circle, I wrote a few beautiful small letters-Zishan birthday.

Wei Ruxia turned over for three months. Sure enough, there was also a small circle on June 15th, and he also wrote a few words-baby's birthday.

There was some pain in the throat. Wei Ruxia turned the calendar back. Wei Zishan called her outside. Wei Ruxia responded and said, "Come."

After the Lantern Festival, the new semester begins.

On the school day, Wei Ruxia got up early, Wei Zishan performed late last night, and has not yet got up. She had breakfast and pushed open the door and went out.

The weather in March had already warmed up, the sunrise was bright and clean, Wei Ruxia narrowed her eyes slightly, saw Luo Yuan standing at the door waiting for her, got up and ran over.

"When did you come back?" Wei Ruxia was very happy to see Luo Yuan.

After the last firework display, Luo Yuan went back to her grandmother's house again. He spent the Lantern Festival at her grandmother's house. Wei Ruxia thought he went directly to school today, but did not expect to go home first.

Luo Yuan was wearing a dark brown trench coat, and the white school uniform shirt was neat and clean. He was very suitable for such a neat dress. Sven was white and clean, and he was very youthful.

"Last night, it was late." Luo Xuan reached out to help Wei Ruxia push the door open, and Wei Ruxia came out from under his arm.

The two walked side by side on the side of the community, feeling the early morning fresh air. Wei Ruxia said while walking: "No wonder I didn't hear the car."

After hearing Wei Ruxia's words, Luo Yuan looked up at her. The girl had a simple ponytail, and the hair in her ears was still fluffy, like a small animal.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"Well." Wei Ruxia replied, "Wait a moment, I have something to ask you."

On the escalator at the entrance of the subway station, all people came and went. Luo Yuan reached out and took Wei Ruxia to his side and asked, "What's the matter?"

Luo Xuan stood behind her, and Wei Ruxia was a step shorter than him. She looked back at Luo Xuan. Even at this angle, he still looked good.

"Do you know where the local dishes are delicious? Near the Ancheng Theater. My dad's birthday is coming. I want to prepare in advance and give him a surprise."

She also wanted to cook a meal for Wei Zishan to taste, but her cooking skills could not support Wei Zishan's appetite. Moreover, my father has been very busy recently, and there are performances on his birthday. He probably has no time to go home to eat.

After she finished speaking, the rear collar was picked up by Luo Yuan, and her feet were almost off the ground, and Luo Yuan was taken down from the elevator. I just turned around and didn't see that the escalator was going to be at the bottom.

With Wei Ruxia, Luo Yuan found the 9th line they wanted to take, and said to Wei Ruxia: "Ancheng Hotel is nearby, and tastes good."

Luo Yuan's taste is similar to that of his father. The taste recognized by his Ansung man must be very authentic.

Between the speakers, the two had already got on the elevator. Wei Ruxia had just entered and was squeezed into the corner. She leaned back on the subway behind her body, and the turbulent crowd beside her quickly calmed down. Luo Yuan put her hands on her side and circled her in her arms.

There are especially many people on the subway today. Wei Ruxia feels Luo Yuan's body is about to be attached to her. The familiar mint fragrance on the boy's body disappeared from the coolness of the past, and brought back the gorgeousness of some fireworks.

When Wei Ruxia was blushed by the inexplicable heat, Luo Yuan's voice suddenly came from above her head.

"I didn't jump out of the stone."

Wei Ruxia smiled in one sentence. She looked up at Luo Yuan in front of her and asked, "What?"

The crowded subway had no room for Luo Xuan to open his hands. The teenager leaned on her cheek with one elbow, lowered his head slightly, and said calmly.

"I also have a production date. Although I was born more than 20 years later than Uncle Wei, it was half a month earlier than him."

The young man's face was in front of her, and Wei Ruxia could see her face reflected in his clear and translucent eyes. She hid in the eyes protected by Luo Xuan's thick eyelashes, just as she is now protected by his body.

Luo Yuan's birthday was half a month earlier than his father's. He wanted to express this meaning.

As a friend, there was a trace of guilt in Wei Ruxia's heart. She knew him for half a year, but she didn't know him as much as he knew her.

After guilt, Wei Ruxia's heart seemed to be scratched by dandelion.

Luo Yuan, who told her her birthday this way, was a little cute.

The distance between the two was very close, and their breath was lingering together. In the crowded subway, Wei Ruxia could not feel others, only Luo Luo.

"I'll call you sugar candy in the future." Wei Ruxia said with a smile.

The topic was turned away by Wei Ruxia, and Luo Yuan was not dissatisfied. He slightly crooked his neck, his eyes went down, and his upper eyelashes were long and curly.

"why?"

Wei Ruxia counted his eyelashes, feeling the shaking of the subway, and replied: "Because you are sweet."

The girl in her arms smiled with a corner of her eyes, heartless and heartless. Luo Xuan raised his eyes and turned his gaze to one side, the sweetness of the silk fluttered across his chest.

The ears of the teenagers gradually turned red and whispered softly.

"Well, call it."

The author has something to say:

Candy: You are only allowed to call, not to tell others.