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224 Extra Story: Wei Lan (4)

Extra Story: Wei Lan (4)

Over and over again, over and over again, Wei Lan has never been a person who wronged herself, neither when she was a child, nor when she grew up. He likes to stay at Wei Xun's house, even though Wei Xun is upstairs most of the time, but there are other people in this family, which makes Wei Lan very comfortable.

Wei Xun felt helpless with his familiar character but had no choice. He was like a lion accustomed to living alone, instinctively refusing others to enter his territory, but every time Wei Lan took it out of his pocket with a smile When the toy was handed to him and exchanged his entry qualification, he would let him in unconsciously.

Over time, Aunt Wang stopped asking questions. Every time Wei Lan rang the doorbell, Aunt Wang opened the door to let him in.

Wei Lan noticed the change in the middle, and began to come to Wei Xun more frequently. Sometimes Wei Xi was busy and would call in advance to tell him that he would go home later at night and let him stay at home obediently. Wei Lan promised, but when the driver who picked him up drove him past Wei Xun's house, he would get off the car, and then called Wei Xi or texted her to tell her that he had gone to Wei Xun's house.

Wei Xi was still worried at first, but later on, he was no longer surprised.

She asked Wei Lan, "Will Wei Xun bully you?"

Wei Lan shook her head, "No."

"Won't he be angry if you go to his house so often?"

"No." Wei Lan bit the straw to drink, "If he gets angry, he won't let me into his house."

"Then won't you be embarrassed yourself?"

"No." Wei Lan has his own set of truths. "He agreed with me to enter the house, I also gave him the toys I liked, and obeyed him and my aunt. It's fair."

Wei Xi looked at him with one hand on his back, "You are really your grandfather's grandson.

Wei Lan didn't think it was a fallacy. He thought he was very reasonable, so he rang the doorbell confidently and told Wei Xi what he told him, "Weixun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but a growing little lion, too. Lions, beware of" this truth is stacked on the side.

If he bullies me, I'll leave, Wei Lan told himself, but now he hasn't bullied me, so I can continue to come and play with him.

Aunt Wang opened the door and let him in. He came a little early this time, Wei Xun hadn't finished school yet, and Aunt Wang was the only one at home. When Aunt Wang saw him coming, she washed some fresh fruits and put them on the coffee table. Wei Lan has been here many times, so there is no need for Aunt Wang's hospitality. He thanked Aunt Wang and went back to the kitchen to prepare for dinner. Wei Lan took out her homework and lay down on the coffee table to start her homework.

The height of the sofa and coffee table is actually not suitable for homework. Wei Lan wrote for a while and felt a little uncomfortable. He looked around, looking for a lower stool, but he didn't see it. Wei Lan couldn't find it, so he had to go to Aunt Wang for help. Aunt Wang asked him to wait for a while. Then he didn't know where to go, so he took out a small round stool and came out. Wei Lan sat on the stool and felt a little more suitable. Start writing homework again.

When Wei Xun came home from school, he saw Wei Lan sitting on the small round stool in front of the coffee table, reading and writing homework. Probably hearing the door open, Wei Lan looked up at him, then smiled happily, "Brother, you're back."

His words were very natural, brisk and bright. Wei Xun listened, and in a trance, he had the illusion that Wei Lan had always been in this room.

He didn't speak, lowered his head and changed his shoes, also driving the illusion out of his mind.

Seeing him coming back, Wei Lan put down the pen, looked at him, and wondered what he would do next.

As he expected, Wei Xun changed his shoes and went straight upstairs.

Wei Lan looked at his exercises, left one unwritten, and planned to ask him later.

Wei Xun still came downstairs when he was eating. Like before, he sat at a table with Wei Lan to eat. He doesn't like to talk when he eats, to be precise, most of the time, he doesn't like to talk, so he can only hear Wei Lan's voice, "I can't understand one question," Wei Lan looked at him, " Brother, can you tell me about it later?"

"Can't."

"why?"

Wei Xun glanced at him and whispered, "Eat."

Wei Lan had to concentrate on eating, and waited until Wei Xun finished eating and got up to leave before making this request again.

"You go to school tomorrow and ask the teacher." Wei Xun said.

Wei Lan was reluctant. He walked up to Wei Xun and put his hands in his pockets. Now that Wei Xun saw his action, he knew what he was going to do next.

Sure enough, Wei Lan took out a small plane, "I'll give this to you, can you tell me about it?"

Wei Xun felt a bit of a headache. He looked at Wei Lan and asked him, "Do you think that as long as you make this move, others will agree to you?"

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Wei Lan shook her head, "No, there is no one else, I have only exchanged with you."

This is something Wei Xun didn't expect. After all, Wei Lan is so skilled at doing these things. He thought that someone had given him this illusion before, making him feel that as long as he made this move, he could get what he wanted. I wanted it, but I didn't expect that I would be the first.

"Can you?" Wei Lan asked persistently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Lan reached out and pulled his

He wanted to put the small plane in his hand, but Wei Xun avoided it and didn't let him touch him.

"Which question?" he asked.

Wei Lan didn't touch him again, but walked to the coffee table and said to him, "Come here, brother."

Wei Xun walked over helplessly, Wei Lan opened the book and pointed to his after-school exercises, "This one."

Wei Xun sat down on the sofa, looked at the question he said, took Wei Lan's acting draft, and told him again, "Can you do it?"

Wei Lan didn't really know that, just to find a chance to talk to him more, so he nodded, "Yes."

He picked up the pen and started writing in the notebook. Wei Xun slowly frowned as he watched him write word by word.

After Wei Lan finished writing, he looked up at him, but saw that his face was not very good. He didn't understand, and asked him, "What's wrong? Did I write it wrong? No."

Wei Xun raised his eyes and glanced at him, Wei Lan was very good-looking, with delicate eyebrows and a slap in the face, looking very handsome. He really couldn't understand why such a good-looking child couldn't write well at all, the numbers were fine, and the Chinese characters seemed to be doing radio gymnastics.

"You write your name and I'll take a look."

Wei Lan didn't understand why he suddenly asked himself to write his name, but he still obediently wrote the word "Wei Lan" on the acting draft. He learned these two characters from Wei Ming. Wei Ming wrote them well and taught him how to write his name, so Wei Lan is rare to write these two characters beautifully.

"The name is well written." Wei Xun commented.

"My grandfather taught me." Wei Lan said proudly.

"Then your grandfather didn't teach you other words, such as your homework?"

Hearing this, Wei Lan looked at his workbook and shook his head. He thought for a while, and then understood what Wei Xun meant, "Do you think the words in my workbook are not good-looking?"

"What do you think?"

"It's enough if you can recognize it." Wei Lan looked at her handwriting and didn't think there was any problem, "I'm not a little girl like Lingling, I have to use a ruler to compare when I write a word, and I can recognize it. already."

This sentence is obviously different from Wei Xun's philosophy of being a man. He has been strict with himself since he was a child. When he was a child, he specialized in calligraphy and learned a hand of small script. Later, because he thought the seal script was beautiful, he also studied for a while. He looked at Wei Lan's scrambled characters in the book, and rarely bothered about his own business again, "Let's practice calligraphy."

"Ah?" Wei Lan didn't expect that he would suddenly pay attention to his handwriting, looked at him in surprise, and instantly complained, "Is this not possible? I don't want to practice calligraphy."

It was the first time Wei Xun saw his expression like this. In his impression, Wei Lan always looked very happy. There were few times when Wei Xun was so wronged, and Wei Xun was looked at like this by him, which made Wei Xun feel a little fun. , "Practice," he said.

Wei Lan felt like he was shooting himself in the foot. He knew he wouldn't have to use this trick. Now, he still needs to practice calligraphy. He covered his face depressed and felt that it was really miserable for him.

Wei Xun looked at it in a leisurely manner. Just as he was watching, he saw Wei Lan crossed his fingers, revealing his bright eyes, and asked him in a low voice, "Do you really have to practice?"

It sounds a little pathetic.

Wei Xun nodded cruelly, "Must."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked upstairs, but he couldn't help but think of Wei Lan's expression and tone just now, which made him feel a little happy.

However, Wei Lan was not so happy. He looked at his workbook and thought that he had to buy a copybook to practice calligraphy.

When he left that night, Wei Lan still put the small plane on the stairs on the second floor and said goodbye to Wei Xun loudly. Wei Xun listened to his energetic voice, put down the book, walked to the window as usual, watched him get into Wei Xi's car, then walked out of the study and picked up the small plane at the entrance of the stairs.

When Wei Lan went to school the next day, she was very depressed and asked Yu Ling if she had any extra copybooks and wanted to practice calligraphy.

After Yu Ling heard it, she laughed at him mercilessly, "Have you finally realized that your words are ugly? I've told you how many times, but you don't listen. Now you finally wake up."

Yuan Xiaopang was surprised, "Xiao Lan, why do you suddenly want to practice calligraphy?"

"The brother I know asked me to practice, but I can't help it."

"Why do you listen to him like that?" Yuan Xiaopang was puzzled, "He said you can practice as long as you want, but he's not your brother."

"But I will go to his house to play now." Wei Lan explained, "He asked me to go to his house, let me do my homework at his house, and have dinner with me. He is good to me, so I am willing to listen. his words."

"Yuan Xiaopang, you don't understand," Yu Ling, as the only person in the small group of three who has a brother, said authoritatively: "Brother treats you well, if you listen to your brother, your brother will treat you better, we will treat you better. Home is like this, so you see, my brother treats me very well, and I listen to my brother very much."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Wei Lan, took out a copybook from her schoolbag, "this is for you, I just bought it two days ago, and I haven't had time to write it yet. I hope the brother you know can be like me. Just like my brother, seeing you listen to him makes you better and better."

Wei Lan took it, flipped through her copybook, and said in surprise, "Why is it so thick!"

"Thickness is effective. If you look at your character, you have to write it thickly!" Yu Ling could not wait to buy him another book and stack it up, so that he could practice the characters at one time.

Wei Lan felt that she was really miserable

, It's so thick, when will it be written?

Forced by Yu Ling's threat, Wei Lan had to accept the thick copybook in the end, and waited for him to check it the next time he saw Wei Xun.

He didn't wait too long, Wei Xi went to and from get off work normally for two days, and then started to work overtime again, and Wei Lan went to Wei Xun's house again.

After dinner, Wei Lan took Wei Xun to teach herself a question, and after the question, Wei Xun did not leave in a hurry, but looked at his book and asked, "Have you practiced calligraphy?" @Infinite 好文, all in

Wei Lan knew that he would ask himself about this, so he glanced at him sadly, and reluctantly said, "I have practiced."

He turned over the copybook in his schoolbag, opened it and handed it to Wei Xun, and even opened a few pages to show Wei Xun his achievements, "Look, I wrote several pages, and I wrote it seriously. already."

Wei Xun didn't actually take this matter seriously. The reason why he asked that was just because Wei Lan's reluctance to practice calligraphy made him feel very interesting last time, so he just wanted to see the expression on his face again. Sorrow. But I didn't expect that Wei Lan actually did it very seriously.

This made Wei Xun a little surprised, but at the same time he felt that it should be the case.

It seems that he said, Wei Lan should do as he said.

Wei Xun couldn't explain this feeling, but he felt that Wei Lan's obedience made him very satisfied. Even because of this satisfaction, Wei Xun took the initiative to turn the page and read the words written by Wei Lan's copybook, and then looked at the words Wei Lan wrote when he just solved the problem, and finally came to the conclusion, "This kind of copybook is useless at all. ."

Wei Lan felt the same way, so he echoed sincerely: "Yes, it's useless."

Wei Xun squinted at him, Wei Lan smiled guiltily.

"Stop writing this." Wei Xun said.

Wei Lan was instantly surprised. He looked at Wei Xun excitedly, his eyes full of joy, "Really? Brother, you are so good!"

Wei Xun looked at the excitement on his face, and when he had seen enough, he spoke calmly. He said, "I will write you a copybook, and you will write according to mine."

Wei Lan: ...

Wei Lan wanted to take back what he just said.

Wei Xun looked at his face in disbelief, and his mood lightened little by little. He looked at Wei Lan and deliberately said, "What did you just say? Say it again."

Wei Lan: ...

"talk."

Wei Lan said with a bitter face, "Really? Brother, you are so kind."

There was no excitement or joy at all, and the exclamations became declarative.

Wei Xun was very satisfied, he said "um", and his tone became gentle, "Really, I will give it to you in a while."

Very gentle.

However, Wei Lan felt that she didn't want it at all! Wei Xun, this brother is not good at all! But at the same time, Wei Lan felt that Wei Xun seemed to have changed a bit. He was not as full of refusal to approach as when he first met. He seemed to have a better relationship with himself.

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