Huaijing

Although my uncle was expressionless when he said this, I don't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that what he said meant a lot.When Jianming heard what his uncle said, he turned to look at him, and did not express any objection.

"Hey, Brother Jian!" When Jian Ming heard me calling him Brother Jian, a complicated color flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled at me. I could see that he was not happy.

"Okay, don't worry about saying hello, hurry up and get something to eat for your uncle! I'm starving to death!" After saying that, my uncle began to stuff his mouth with the cooked food around. Those who didn't know it thought he hadn't eaten for a few days. time to eat!I sighed and resigned myself to get the food.When I got up, I saw Cheng Jing smiling gloatingly, and I smiled back with Gu's standard, beautiful, dignified and generous.But Cheng Jing's smile disappeared in the next second, and he looked away in disgust, maybe he was jealous that I had a prettier smile than him.

I proudly hummed a ditty to help my uncle choose food, and I was in a good mood.Until a figure appeared in front of him blocking the way, he took a closer look, isn't this Lin Ce?

"Is something wrong?"

"What a coincidence, I can meet you here."

"Oh, goodbye." "Yeah, it's nothing, I'll go first, bye." After that, I didn't care about the reaction of the people behind me, so I walked away.

When I returned to the dining table, Jian Jie was alone. "Where are they?" I asked suspiciously.

"Brother Wen was dragged by He Yiyang to play the musical instruments here, and Cheng Jing went to the bathroom." Jian Ming said sullenly.

"Then why didn't you go play together?" I nodded knowingly, and asked while putting down the food.

"I think so too, but I'm not interested in musical instruments by nature." After speaking, Jian Jian sighed, looked at me with complicated eyes, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, took the bottle The drink was drunk.Although I was puzzled, I didn't ask. I knew it must be about my uncle.And my uncle's situation is too complicated, I can only say that I can't help.

After chatting with Jian Ming for a while, a burst of music suddenly came.We all looked towards the source of the sound at the same time. My uncle was sitting on the stage playing the guitar, his face was blurred under the light, his eyes were blurred and a little vicissitudes.And He Yiyang was sitting next to my uncle, also holding a guitar, but he didn't play it, but his eyes kept lingering on his uncle.That look gave me a bad feeling.My uncle can play the guitar, I know it.Once, when I was young, my favorite thing to do with my uncle was to let him teach me how to play the guitar.But He Yiyang can play guitar?Anyway, as a kid, I never watched him play.

It turns out that I don't know enough about He Yiyang!After the uncle finished playing the prelude, He Yiyang added it in a timely manner. The tune did not have the deep sadness and vicissitudes of the prelude, and the newly added timbre was not uncomfortable, as if it should be like that.I looked in amazement at the tacit understanding between my uncle and He Yiyang on the stage, and my bad premonition strengthened a bit.

"I never thought that He Yiyang can play the guitar." A familiar voice came to my ears, and I turned my head to see that it was indeed Cheng Jing.Cheng Jing looked at me with a complicated expression, and continued: "You can see it too." He didn't say what he saw, but I somehow understood it.What happened between He Yiyang and his uncle before, and why there is such an unspeakable tacit understanding...

I looked worriedly at He Yiyang who was immersed in the music, and shook my head involuntarily.From the corner of my eye, I inadvertently glanced at Jian Jian next to me, but that one glance was enough to shock me.I actually saw crazy and clear jealousy in his eyes, staring at He Yiyang with haze.As if he felt my gaze, he quickly put away the expression on his face, put on a clear smile, tilted his head and asked me what was wrong with his eyes.The speed was so fast that I almost thought I was seeing it wrong.I smiled and shook my head saying nothing.Then he ignored him and turned his gaze back to the stage.

I put away my fondness for Jianming, and vaguely felt that I should remind my uncle to stay away from Jianming, but I never found a chance to speak up. Over time, I actually forgot about this hidden danger.Many years later, I often wondered, if I had reminded my uncle earlier, would those irreversible things not have happened?

Cheng Jing seemed to have noticed my abnormality, and quietly squeezed my palm tightly.I turned my head to look at him in surprise, felt relieved and at the same time carefully looked around, and after making sure no one noticed, I shook his hand tightly, but he just raised his eyebrows indifferently, disdainful After glancing at me, he continued to look at the stage.I could only sigh helplessly, this guy must be angry, thinking of this, I gently rubbed the back of his hand with my thumb comfortingly.After he glanced at me, he stopped looking at me and let me toss his hands.

How long will it take before we can hold hands freely on the street?We don't have to be afraid of our previous feelings being exposed to the sun?Oh, maybe I'm the only one who's afraid.I was like a coward, afraid to express the feelings in my heart.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but start to loathe and despise myself again.

The author has something to say: What is the story between He Yiyang and Fang Chengwen?

Gu Huai is not a coward, he just thinks more and has more things to consider.But Cheng Jing just didn't bother to care about so much, and didn't want to think about the consequences.The personalities of the two are complementary, right? (?^?^)?