For the prodigal son, the festival is a painful thing, Gulong said.

Anjie doesn't know whether he is a prodigal son or not. Holidays are nothing to him, but... He looks down slightly. Looking down from the window on the corridor, he can see children on holiday in twos and threes, adults carrying big and small bags to go home, and there are a group of noisy people everywhere.

He breathed out a breath of white air. When the whole world was busy, no one noticed the coldness of someone standing by and watching silently.

Anjie remembers that when he was young, he liked to sit in the dark and stay in the corner. He thought he was in charge of the whole situation and unobtrusive. But now, he is really unobtrusive. He is indeed placed in the corner of the world... But his heart is empty.

"Everyone is busy and happy. No one thinks of you. Are you anyihu more than ten years ago or Anjie now?" He thought, facing the winter air conditioning, quietly looking around, this does not belong to his world.

When Mo Cong was carrying a lot of things and stamping his feet upstairs, he saw such a scene: the teenager was still a soft broken hair, only wearing a dark blue sweater and cotton slippers. The door of his home was not closed, maybe he just came back from taking out the garbage downstairs. He stood in the corridor and looked out of the window. His fingers were on the windowsill. His joints and fingertips were red with cold. His face had an expression of unknown meaning, like satire or desire.

I don't know why, at that moment, Mo Cong suddenly didn't want to disturb his standing still, or... Lonely.

But Anjie heard his footsteps, turned to him, nodded and laughed, and turned to enter his own door.

Until Mo Cong took out the key to open his door and Xiao Yu came out from inside to pick up what he was carrying, he still didn't recover from Anjie's smile - it was like a pale and delicate wax statue suddenly endowed with vitality. There was a certain look in his empty eyes, which was clearly a flash of youth, But it seems that you can see many years from it.

Mo Cong holds his nose and shakes his head. This neighbor is a natural disaster.

Mo's family is very busy today. Usually, either Mo Cong or Mo Jin is absent. Today, it's rare for the three brothers and sisters to cook dinner together. Mo Cong's chef, Xiao Yu, is making trouble while Mo Jin is making trouble.

Mo Cong's brow is finally clear after more than a month's haze. As soon as she raises her hand and pats Mo Jin's face, Mo Jin doesn't know what hidden weapon it is. She can't dodge for a moment. She takes out several mouthfuls of dry flour, wipes it with her hand, screams in a strange voice, opens her teeth and claws, and then is crushed by her brother.

Come on again, be suppressed again

Mo Yu watched the two men's kitchen fight while washing vegetables, and secretly laughed.

Finally, after a devastating World War II cooking, the dinner of the three brothers and sisters successfully landed on the table. Xiaoyu wiped the sweat of winter, sat down on the table, raised his big black eyes and announced: "I'm starving..."

It took two and a half hours for a meal to be prepared and served, and the news network came and went on time.

"Then eat, don't leave a grain for the enemy!" With a wave of her hand, Xiaojin suddenly remembered something. She grabbed Mo Cong and said, "wait a minute, brother. Is brother Anjie alone on holiday?"

Mo Cong just sandwiched a piece of shredded banana. Xiaoyu made the sugar juice too thick and sweet to be greasy

Mo Jin blew her hair. She grabbed her brother's arm and shook it hard: "during the holiday, a lonely and beautiful young man hurt himself next door, hanging on each other?"

Don't say, Mo Jin doesn't study hard. She really knows a few idioms and ancient prose. It's not a waste to give her school choice fees and gifts and let her go to a key high school through the back door.

Mo Jin was so sad and indignant that she said, "brother, do you know what compassion is?"

Mo Cong almost choked: "are you, your Anjie brother Xiang or Yu?"

"Brother," Mo Jin put down her chopsticks and said solemnly, "if you go on like this, you will never be a saint of love."

Mo Cong took his arm out of her claws and said, "I didn't have this ambition." However, when he said this, he didn't know why, but he thought of Anjie's pale and sudden smile. He was alone in such a big city. Didn't he have any parents or friends?

"Brother..." Mo Yu said after a pause, "why don't you call brother Anjie? They've been moving here for a long time, and they've taken care of them... "

She thought of the books and the eyes of the person who seemed to know everything but didn't know anything. During the past semester, Mo Yu suddenly felt that this person was more like his brother than his brother. He seemed to be able to approach each other's emotions to the greatest extent without disturbing others. He would tell himself a lot of truth by telling books, Just a few words can make people calm down.

Mo Yu's words haven't finished yet. As soon as he raises his eyes, he just sees Mo Cong and Mo Jin looking at himself like ghosts.

After a long time, Mo Jin stood up and stammered, "Xiao Yu has said that, let's go and ask for more chopsticks." Then he walked out, quite half paralyzed.

Mo Cong knew that Mo Yu liked Anjie's huge collection of books. He went to borrow them every day, and his family didn't have them, but they were all Mo Yannan's things. The girl seemed to have obstacles in her heart and didn't want to move. But he also knew that Xiaoyu was different from Xiaojin. On the surface, he was gregarious in school, and his grades were good. He was very popular, but on the bottom of his heart, he was not close to anyone.

It's hard to say, but it's a bit of a white eyed wolf.

When a child is betrayed by her feelings, she will learn to betray others' feelings. Mo Cong sighed, just want to say what, suddenly came to the door Mo Jin's a miserable scream.

Mo Cong was stunned for a moment. He put down his job and went out to see what was going on. At the same time, he saw his younger sister who swore to collect all the handsome boys in the world. She refused to get up on Anjie and said, "I'm scared to death, brother anjiege. Your love is so strange."

Mo Cong gave a dry cough, and Mo Jin quickly bounced away from Anjie, with a cheap smile: "brother, I won't give you a green hat." I tell you, brother Anjie didn't close the door tightly, I accidentally pushed it open, and there was no light in the dark, As soon as I looked up, I saw a ghost on the TV facing the front door of the living room... Brother Anjie, what kind of ghost movie are you watching? It's restricted. It's disgusting. "

Anjie leaned against the doorframe, his face unchanged, his heart beating. To be honest, ghost movies didn't matter. The little girl's voice scared him. The female ghosts in the room screamed and the female demons outside screamed. On this romantic new year's Eve, he realized the effect of stereo.

Mo Cong speechless, according to Mo Jin's head gave a slap: "urban noise pollution is you this gang of demons and ghosts toss out."

Mo Jin flashed very fast and went to the back of Anjie: "Oh, brother ge of Anjie, you see he abused others again. Why don't you go home and have dinner with them? Well, well, brother Ge is so fierce. People are afraid. "

Anjie turned to look at her and said, "well, you go to Zimbabwe for refuge. I'll help you."

Mo Jin rolled her eyes, then pouted her lips: "no, Zimbabwe does not have a handsome brother like Anjie gege. They don't want to go. They want to go to the United Arab Emirates to see the beautiful prince!"

Mo Cong took out his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, Mo Jin blinked: "brother, who do you call?"

Mo Cong gave a cool smile: "zoo."

Mo Jin glared at her ignorant eyes: "do you want to eat wild animals protected by the state?"

"I asked them to take the wild animals back."

Anjie laughs, Mo Jin is sad.

Mo Cong looked at him with a smile and made a gesture of please, learning the tone of Mo Jin's wild animal: "Shuai Ge is so obsessed with my two beauties that I can't find the north. I don't know if I can ask Anjie Shuai Ge to come and guide me?"

Mo Yu appeared behind her brother like a ghost. She just heard the sentence in front of her, so she said slowly and sincerely: "just like brother, you can't get on the wall with mud like this. If you are guided by ten Anjie brothers, you can only scare Meimei out of the north."

Xiaoyu stepped forward and looked back with a smile: "I once said that rotten wood should not be carved, and walls of dung should not be built. Thank you, brother, for deepening my understanding of the ancient prose. " She turned her head and looked up at Anjie with a silly and naive expression. "Brother Anjie, come to my house for the holiday. If you cook too much food, it won't be delicious tomorrow."

The same is called brother, how is the gap between life so big? Mo Cong suddenly had a sad feeling.

This night, the Mo family was very busy. Anjie, an outsider, naturally seemed to be a member of her own family. She brought food to the little girls at the dinner table and taught them the importance of balanced nutrition. After dinner, she even helped to wash the dishes and clean the table. Then she sat down with them and joked about the new year's party on TV from the beginning to the end.

In retrospect, not to mention the lunar new year, it is the Spring Festival of the old calendar. It seems that the family has never been so busy. Professor Mo, who seldom has a meal with children, always has the ability to make everyone unhappy. The atmosphere is so rigid that it makes people indigestible.

He suddenly understood the reason why these two girls, even Xiaoyu, were willing to be close to Anjie - this person, no matter what he did, seemed to have a doting and conniving attitude, just like his family... That kind of close elder could easily lead the atmosphere and even make people accept his opinions without trace.

He even miraculously let Xiaoyu eat two pieces of fish, which she refused to accept since she remembered.

This is a... Invisible person.

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There's a blackout again today! Uncle can't bear, aunt can't bear!