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Qu Qiuyi and Qu Qiushui are really not the same, even though Qiushui is sitting naked beside my bed and telling me that Qu Qiuyi is his brother, it took me a long time to label them as brothers.

So much so that my memory of Qu Qiuyi spans a long, long time ago. When I was still studying in Changkang, I went to his house to play during the summer vacation and stayed at his house at night. In the evening, he took me to get watermelons from the well in the backyard of his house. , there was a child squatting by the well in the backyard to catch insects. Qu Qiuyi took the watermelon out of the bucket and shouted to the child—"Qiu Shui, stop catching insects, it's so dirty, wash your hands and eat the watermelon."

People's memory is very strange. There seems to be a trigger button for a certain scene in the human brain. The moment the button is pressed, it will automatically complete your vague memory about many years ago.

In real life, no one’s memory can accurately remember a small event that happened on a summer afternoon 15 years ago. Just remembering that the watermelon was cold and sweet that day is already a remarkable thing.The next thing can only rely on logic and self-understanding to improve this memory. For example, I probably laughed out loud at the names of the two brothers after hearing this name, and then Qu Qiuyi would blush and scold me loudly: "Hey Hey—you are enough."

Well, Qiushui and I did meet for the first time many years ago.

Now the clock on my bedside is past midnight, and my feelings for Qiushui suddenly became very strange. Before today, he was a child who suddenly appeared in my life, and he was a very smooth person to get along with. My roommate, or a developing bed partner; after twelve o'clock, he became Qu Qiuyi's younger brother, and he might come close to me with some strange reasons.

So to say that life is fucked, if you don’t keep going, you can’t find out the bottom line. At the moment, I have a peaceful mind, and watching Qiushui suddenly becomes like watching a child. In a loose way, he can barely be regarded as me watching Growing up, I stretched out my hand and pulled the thin blanket on the bed for him to put on him, feeling a little helpless: "Qiu Shui, what do you want?"

He held the thin blanket tightly with his fingers, looked at me with red eyes, and his words seemed a little cruel: "What revenge should I avenge my brother? I grew up in someone else's family, and he is more than ten years older than me." , He was in high school when I got home, and I only saw him during the holidays, and I didn't get close to him."

I glanced at him, and subconsciously began to compare the difference between him and his brother. His brother would not talk like that. Qu Qiuyi looked strong, but in fact he was soft-tempered. Qu Qiushui was the complete opposite. He looks soft, but his heart is still hard.

Qiu Shui grabbed the thin blanket and said calmly, "He wants to commit suicide, what does it have to do with you?"

"..." I was full of emotions for a while, and I didn't know whether to say that this person could speak or not.After being silent for a while, he simply lay down on the bed, Qiu Shui wrapped himself in a thin blanket and moved around, looking at me calmly with his head down.

I was a little curious about this person's memory: "You were only three or four years old when I saw you, right?" I stretched out my hand and made a random size comparison, "It's only this tall, catching bugs on the ground?"

Qiu Shui said with a muffled voice, "I don't remember."

I thought this child had a memory ability beyond ordinary people, so he could remember people he had met a few times when he was three or four years old: "Then how do you remember me and recognize me?"

For more than ten years, I felt that my dad and I might not recognize me when we met face to face on the road.

Qiu Shui looked at me with his head down. Because of the dim light, the expression on his face was hidden in the shadows. He didn't speak, but hugged his calves with both hands, bowed slowly with very slow movements, and then leaned against me in front of me. There was a kiss on the lips, which made my feelings more complicated, and I couldn't describe it accurately for a while.

He hugged his calf, and slowly moved his body back, because his expression was still hard to see clearly from the backlight, so I couldn't resist reaching out and grabbing his arm, pulling him over, turning over and pressing him down.

Qiu Shui's face was exposed under the dim light, his eyes were staring straight at me, his curled up legs stretched out, and he lay meekly under me.

I looked at him, lowered my voice and asked him: "Qiu Shui, do you lack love?"

His eyes blinked twice slowly, the expression on his face was still calm, and he didn't speak.

I couldn't help but want to laugh: "Did I treat you too well?"

He whispered back to me very honestly: "Sometimes it's not very good."

"Huh?" I was amused by him, so I continued with a smile, "You may have misunderstood, I treat everyone like this."

He asked me calmly, "Then everyone is Qu Qiuyi's younger brother?"

I didn't quite understand the meaning of what he said, so I smiled and said, "What does this have to do with him?"

Qiushui said, "Because there is only one Qu Qiushui."

I don't know if it's because of the generation gap. I really can't understand the logic Qiu Shui said, but I can barely understand this sentence, so I raised my hand and patted him on the forehead: "It should be said that you are too self-conscious. Are you in love?"

He spoke back slowly and said, "I'm pretty good-looking, what's wrong with being a little narcissistic?"

"..." Qiushui is really good every day, which opened my eyes. I rolled over from him, sat on the bed, and reached out to pat his cold arm from the air conditioner. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and I I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow morning. Everything that happened today completely deviated from the living habits I have cultivated for so long. Like Qiu Shui, it was an accident.

"Qiu Shui, you should go to the bathroom and take a shower." I said to Qiu Shui who sat up slowly from the bed.

He responded with a nostril.

**

When I took Qiushui to go to the bathroom, I changed my sheets, quilts and pillowcases. When I threw things into the washing machine, Qiushui came out after taking a shower and changing clothes. He walked to the back of me barefoot, and I played with them. The head of the washing machine at home didn't turn back and said casually: "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Qiu Shui's voice sounded behind me: "Guess what I'm thinking?"

I replied completely with the mentality of dealing with children: "Then what are you thinking?"

Qiushui told me in a calm voice, "I'm thinking about what you want to do with me."

"..." I successfully adjusted my washing machine, turned to look at him, a little helpless: "Has anyone ever told you that it's best to leave a mark or two when adults speak?"

Qiu Shui tilted his head slightly, as if he was really puzzled: "Isn't it okay to speak up if you have something to say?"

Seeing his innocent appearance, I really wanted to reach out and pinch his face hard, and then asked him if the kid had something to say, did he define this standard?

I don’t know if it’s because in one’s life, there will always be a few people who owed debts in the previous life and reincarnated to collect the debts. Before Qiushui said that he was Qu Qiuyi’s younger brother, this person could be a bed partner or some more ambiguous relationship. Or strangers, it doesn't matter, there will always be people who come and go in life, and it is not worth paying too much attention to.If Qiushui said that he was Qu Qiuyi's younger brother before going to bed, I could treat him as my younger brother. Although what happened between me and Qu Qiuyi did not end well, it could even be called a tragic two. A word, but I felt happiness and his liking for me in the process. I think this is good enough. I have no complaints and occasionally even feel grateful when I think about it. My mentality is really good now, and I can treat him completely. Treat your brother like your own brother.Now that these two things happen together, I really can’t blame me for being complicated. Although I don’t really think that Qiushui can really recognize a man who only met a few times on the bridge 15 years later, but he Regardless of whether he was curious or otherwise, he always approached me with a purpose.

Of course, to be honest, I don't mind this kind of purposefulness. The purpose of communication between people is to ask for money, love and happiness, but as he himself said, not everyone is Qu Qiuyi's younger brother.

not to mention……

I still couldn't resist stretching out my hand and flicking Qiushui's head, angrily: "If you have something to say, why don't you just tell me that your name is Qu Qiushui when I ask you your name?"

No matter how unresponsive I am, I will instantly connect with an acquaintance when I see this name, and then I think about it for a while. The other party does have a very young brother. Isn’t everything clear? I still need to go through what has happened so far Are there many things?

After listening to my words, Qiu Shui suddenly muttered softly: "Look, I knew you were stingy."

The washing machine started working behind me, and the vibrating sound was obvious in such a late night. I think I will go to the bathroom to take a shower, put on clean pajamas and lie back on my bed, and try to fall asleep before two o'clock in the morning. Tomorrow is the last working day before the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday. I have a lot of work to do. Some time ago, my boss Ning Qi took me to the pharmaceutical factory and found a lot of messy things. The boss is not in a good mood, although it is the last day before the holiday. We are also not very good at fishing at work.I said to Qiushui: "I am a normal person, I don't know how to deal with the relationship with you. This is a very normal thing, Qiushui."

Qiu Shui asked me: "Then if I didn't tell you that I am Qu Qiuyi's younger brother, how would you handle our relationship now?"

I laughed: "Then I should be asleep by now."

Qiu Shui's eyelids drooped, and he whispered, "But I thought I should tell you frankly."

I thought it was a little funny, and for some reason, I couldn't resist imitating his tone, and asked coaxingly, "Then why didn't you think of telling me this frankly before?"

Qiu Shui seemed to think seriously for a moment: "Whether I told you before or not is not very important."

I continued to imitate his tone: "Then it's important now?"

Qiu Shui responded from his nasal cavity, "It seems to be a little important."