Forbidden color

Si Tian was quite satisfied with himself, he slept well, his mood was stable, and he didn't have the abnormal signs he thought. He wrapped the medicine bottle many times in a waterproof plastic bag and put it in his pocket.

He habitually carries medicine with him, and he is really afraid that Si Lin will find out.

I don't know what Si Lin is doing now, he has been away for almost a month, and insisted on not calling his brother, only sending messages before going to bed to inform him of the day's itinerary, Si Lin will only reply him with a few words , as if he didn't miss him at all.

When his parents had just passed away, they didn’t dare to show weakness and grief on the surface, for fear of making each other more sad, but he often woke up in the middle of the night, wanting to hear his mother’s voice again, so he quietly got up and called them. He repeated it over and over again, no matter what, no one answered, he shivered alone on the balcony, every time he could wait for Si Lin to come over, hold him in his arms and caress him, let him have a place to cry, instead of hiding alone to the silent world.

Isn't Sirin afraid that he will dream about his parents again?Who else would come to hug him and comfort him?

He couldn't help but started flipping through the messages again. The last one was sent two days ago.

It has been a hundred days since his parents passed away, and according to the customs of his hometown, he had to go back to worship, but Si Lin didn't tell him, and returned to his hometown alone.

Uncle is the closest to their family, and helped arrange everything, Si Lin only needs to go to the cemetery to perform the sacrifice.

He sent a few photos, photos of his parents, the old courtyard, and a small tombstone with a few eggshells inserted on it. It was the tomb of the first member of the family who passed away.

Si Tian would often be rescued by Si Lin who came home from school when being chased by Yongdong and running around in the yard. He rushed up and grabbed Si Tian by the back collar, kicked Yongdong and staggered. He hated iron for being weak and said: "Can't you even beat a chicken?"

Si Tian was crying childishly at the side. First, he was defeated by a hen in the previous struggle, and then he was reprimanded by his brother, which was very embarrassing.

Although Si Lin was angry with him for not being up to date, he still wanted to avenge his younger brother. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the broom next to him and threw it at Yongdong. It was inseparable, the courtyard was full of dust, Si Tian stood beside and cried loudly, choked by the raised dust, and coughed very sadly, tears flowing down his face.

Sirin is good at fighting with people, and children usually have scruples when fighting, and they don't greet important places, but chickens are different.Perpetual motion doesn't care what you can touch and what you can't touch, you can scratch your throat with chicken mouths when you go up, and scratch your face with chicken paws when you go down, Si Lin is also afraid that he can't really kill him, so he can only avoid it, not light or not Hit back hard twice.

In the end, the two brothers were both defeated and were driven back into the room. So far, they were at odds with Yongdong, and could only take revenge on Yongdong mentally by eating eggs.

Later, on the day when Sitian was in elementary school, Yongdong went to fight with the neighbor's dog at an advanced age, unfortunately died, and the body was recycled by the enemy's family to make soup.

The two of them erected a tomb for Yongdong who lost his body, and on the monument was written the high-level eulogy of Si Linxin Society "Eternal Green".

Little Si Tian asked him, "Where is death going?"

Si Lin is just a half-grown child, and made up a random saying: "It means becoming a fairy, going to heaven, a place without any troubles."

Being ignorant and young, he believed Si Lin's words, thinking that Yongdong had a good home.

If only I was still as easy to deceive as I was when I was a child, I wouldn't have been suffering for my parents' death forever.

He stretched out and stroked the fixed smiles of his parents on the photo. The parents hugged the mother and looked at him and smiled in the yellowed corner of the photo, as if they always thought their children were very happy.

"I moved Yongdong's tomb next to my parents. After many years, we are still a family together."

Si Tian smiled at the screen, the family is together, why are they together?They can't be together when they are alive, so can they be together when they are dead?

My brother has no credit, and always makes such promises that I can't keep, saying that I love him the most in my life.

Yes, it is also true to say that we will be together forever.

Let him fall with these seductive lies.

In fact, he had a lot of fun during the day, but at night, he would feel empty in his heart. Not far away, a heartless Xu Qingyang fell asleep, snoring slightly, accompaniment to his sorrow.

It would be great if it was Sirin, during the day he goes to play wildly with his friends, and when he comes back, he can get into Sirin's arms, kiss and hug, without avoiding anyone or talking to anyone Explain, let Sirin carry him to the beach, don't pretend to be injured, just go out like this, go see everyone, let everyone see them.

It's a pity that Si Lin is unwilling, and neither is the world. Si Lin doesn't love him, and the world won't let him love him.

His heart twitched suddenly, as if being attacked by a hidden weapon. The sensory pain made him curl up, and he was frightened into a cold sweat. This was a sign that he was about to fall into hysteria.

Si Tian hurriedly got up, according to his past experience, huddled there motionless, the pain and depression would only intensify.

He walked to the balcony, facing the endless sea, dark and quiet, not even the wind and waves.

This was obviously a wrong decision. He looked at the boundless sky and earth, like a giant mouth of chaos, which made a roar from ancient times, and swallowed the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Next, it will start to swallow his feet of saline-alkali land.

Before it slipped from his sweaty palm, he struggled to dial Sirin's phone number.

No one picked up.

"Brother..." He whispered, his fingers trembling violently, forcing himself to redial again, he really wanted to hear Si Lin's voice.

It was too late, and his brother was already asleep, Si Tian tried his best to convince himself that he didn't answer the phone on purpose.

The signal tone whistled faintly against the howling wind, like the wings of a butterfly against a storm.

When he called for the fifth or sixth time, the call was finally connected.

"Tiantian? What's the matter?" Si Lin's tone was urgent, with the hoarseness of just waking up from sleep.

"Brother..." Si Tian softened as if he had been rescued, he didn't know how pitiful his voice sounded.

"What's wrong?!" The voice on the other side was suddenly startlingly loud, not to mention the neurasthenic Si Tian, ​​who trembled and almost fell.

"It's okay, I just miss you." Si Tian quickly comforted him, trying to raise his voice.

"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and it took a long time for Si Lin to say in a hoarse voice, "...Why are you still up so late?"

"Miss you..." Si Tian knelt down and hugged herself, whispering, "Brother, I want to go home..."

Before he made the phone call, he hadn't thought of saying that, when he heard Si Lin's voice, it was as if the beast that had been forcibly hypnotized by him smelled the smell of meat, and the grievances suddenly overwhelmed him for no reason.

"...Aren't you having fun?" He heard a "snap" on the phone, like the sound of ignition.

"...Happy, brother...but I want to go home..." He wanted to go back to the place where You Si Lin was, he could not have these icing on the cake happiness, but he couldn't leave his oxygen.

The other side was silent for a moment, and Si Tian seemed to smell Si Lin's smoke through the microphone.

"... How old are you, don't be so delicate, just sleep well."

Si Tian shook his head silently, it's not that he doesn't want to sleep...he...

"You stay up so late, don't you get homesick easily?"

No, it's not because of this...

"Don't call so late in the future if you have nothing to do, I thought..." Si Lin stopped talking in the middle of her words, and let out a long breath.

He was still squatting there, the sea breeze at night was icy cold, completely different from the daytime, he nervously gnawed on his nails, as if that could ease his anxiety about being rejected, it took a long time before he realized that he wanted to speak, and said: "Well, Then I'm going to sleep...brother..." He couldn't finish the rest of the sentence

Make a sound.

Brother, I miss you, I love you, let me go back.

"Good night Tiantian, protect yourself well." After Si Lin finished speaking, she hung up the phone eagerly, as quickly as absconded after the murder.

He has to go back to sleep, Si Tian thought.

But the limbs seemed to be glued together, unable to stretch, he was so anxious that he was about to cry, he wanted to go back to sleep, but he couldn't move.

"Crack." There was a slight voice, and the bedside lamp was turned on in the back room. Xu Qingyang rubbed his eyes and got up with a hoarse voice.

"Si Tian? Why don't you sleep?" He staggered towards the balcony, frowning sleepily, "Why are you squatting here?"

Si Tian's feet were numb, and he raised his pale face. He didn't cry, but his eye circles were red.

"You're going to get sick like this..." Xu Qingyang bowed down to pull him up, Si Tian followed him obediently, and then returned to the bed.

"What's wrong with you? Are you hungry?" Xu Qingyang couldn't open his eyes, and said nonsense in a daze, "... Shall I wash you an apple?"

How can there be apples this season...

"It's okay, go to sleep." Si Tian put it on his hair, trying to comfort him to sleep.

"... If you are afraid... just wake me up..." Xu Qingyang was confused, his mind fell into a deep sleep before he finished speaking.

Si Tian turned off the light, closed his eyes, and listened to the steady breathing of Xu Qingyang beside him, pretending to fall asleep with the world.

"I seem to have seen you sleepwalking last night..." Xu Qingyang poked his head in from the balcony with a mouthful of toothpaste foam in his mouth.

"...You must be dreaming." Si Tian stopped changing clothes.

"...Really?" Xu Qingyang touched his head and continued to brush his teeth, "I also dreamed that you were crying, wow wow wow."

Si Tian was amused, and showed those delicate dimples again.

Xu Qingyang felt a little uncomfortable, so he hurriedly turned his head to wash his face. After sleeping with Si Tian for so many days, he felt more and more abnormal, and his mind was full of messy things.

A few people in the company went to the scenic spots in Linshi. Si Tian didn't sleep well these days and didn't want to go out. Xu Qingyang was afraid that he would be embarrassed here alone with a couple, so he volunteered to stay with him.

Si Tian was originally a quiet person, not so obvious among a group of lively young people. Once there were few people, he became like a fairy. not talking.

"Why are you always unhappy..." Si Tian's eyes were blocked by a shadow, and Xu Qingyang's head stuck out from above his head.

"I'm not unhappy." He muttered, making room for Xu Qingyang to sit down.

"Why not, I can see it." Xu Qingyang sat down loudly, and the recliner was almost overturned, "You often show that... how should I put it... I don't know where you are looking, and you don't know where to look." Often distracted, don’t you even know it?”

Si Tian was a little embarrassed, he hadn't mentioned his illness to anyone, and he didn't have the habit of talking to others, Xu Qingyang seemed careless, but his thoughts were still very delicate.

"I'm homesick..." He improvised nonsense.

Xu Qingyang laughed when he heard the words: "How old are you, and you still miss home." This is exactly the same as what Si Lin said. After finishing speaking, he boldly touched Si Tian's head pretending not to care, and said, "In the evening, we both go to the night market and flower street, we can eat whatever we want, and we won't miss home when we have fun."

Si Tian was grateful to him in her heart, raised her head and smiled, and said, "Okay."

Xu Qingyang looked at his moist eyes and the dimples around his mouth, and blurted out: "You look so pretty when you smile..." After finishing speaking, he immediately wanted to slap himself, and hurriedly added, "No wonder Liu Miaomiao likes you all day long. Praise you for this or that, but also collect the clam shells you have eaten."

Liu Miaomiao was betrayed without knowing it, and was pulled to serve as a shield for Xu Qingyang.

Si Tian frowned slightly, he could detect Xu Qingyang's subtle friendship looming, but Xu Qingyang didn't say it clearly, and he couldn't bear it either.

Find out what he's thinking.

It was windy, and the sun was not as bright as the previous few days. Thin clouds came quietly from the other side of the sea, preparing for the next rain.

He didn't have the energy to think about these things, he was in a bad mood, and he couldn't sleep well. He was forced to cry at any time by Si Lin's cold attitude last night, and he wanted to pretend that nothing happened.

He only wanted two words of consolation, as long as he loved his blood relatives as before, so why would he refuse to give them?

He was finished, and his own progress forced Si Lin to stay away from him, and he even lost the favor that he used to live on.

The young man full of thoughts was meditating under the swaying tree shadow, and finally Xu Qingyang said: "Go back, it's going to rain."

The unlucky Li Zixiu called and complained that he and his girlfriend were trapped in the hotel, and begged Xu Qingyang to save them. He searched the whole villa but couldn't find any extra umbrellas. Si Tian, ​​who came back after collecting the barbecue tools, remembered that he was in the suitcase. He stuffed a portable umbrella in his bag and asked Xu Qingyang to get it by himself.

"Where is it? No..." Xu Qingyang rummaged through a pile of clothes, "What color is it?"

"Blue, very small, look at the side pocket..." Si Tian leaned over and asked him to turn over the net pocket on the side.

"Oh, I found it..." Xu Qingyang turned out the umbrella and brought out two small objects, which fell to the ground with a "pop". The two of them looked over, dumbfounded and lost their voices.

The small square package of fruit powder is printed with tender red dripping strawberries, which is Sitian's favorite flavor.