game wars

At that time, Ye Luan was 14 years old when he was bored.

That summer, Ye Luan had a problem with his eyes and underwent an operation. Although the operation was successful, the doctor told him to avoid seeing the light for two months after the operation, and then go for a follow-up visit. 14 years old is a very young age. In the hot summer, the sound of cicadas seems to urge him to come out and sweat.But just after the operation, he could only be taken to the villa on the mountain by his mother, his eyes were wrapped with gauze, and he was quietly "blind".

In such a big villa, there are only my mother and an aunt invited to take care of me.It's been almost a month since he came to the mountain. Every day, he either went outside to listen to the wind blowing the leaves, or stayed in the room and listened to the radio on the radio telling stories. Thinking about staying up for another month, Ye Luan's head really felt dizzy.

That day, he finished his dinner early and stayed in the yard to cool off as usual.It was cold in the mountains at night, so my aunt helped him sit on the swing, and even took a blanket to keep him out of the wind.Ye Luan was in a daze of boredom, when he suddenly heard strange footsteps beside his ears.

At first the footsteps were a little soft, Ye Luan suspected that he had heard wrong.But the owner who followed his footsteps stepped on a wooden branch, and there was a "click", which was heard too clearly in this quiet night.

Ye Luan was still a child after all, and he couldn't see it, so he suddenly became nervous and asked, "Who is it?"

After waiting for a long time, no one spoke, as long as the rustling wind kept passing by the tips of the ears.

Ye Luan tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath, and was about to tell someone——

"Are your eyes sick?"

Ye Luan was taken aback.It was a child's voice, very nice, like the ding-dong of spring water.But Ye Luan didn't answer his plan.

"Oh, I want to go on a swing too~"

Ye Luan was a little annoyed: I'm already like this, how dare I speak up!

"Brother, can I go on the swing?"

Ye Luan said nothing: No.

At this time, Ye Luan's mother came out to take Ye Luan back to the house, but when she saw a strange child in her yard, she shouted in surprise: "Huh? Whose baby is this?"

"Auntie, my name is Jiajia, I am 8 years old, not a baby."

Ye Luan was speechless: Gaga?Still less and less, what name!

Ye Luan's mother smiled: "Good boy, where is your home? Why did you come here at night?"

Jiajia replied seriously: "I came after Shanyao, and Shanyao is a cat. My home is over there."

Ye Luan guessed that he might have stretched out his finger.

I only heard Ye Ma say: "Then Auntie will take you home, okay, it's so late, the family needs to be anxious."

"Then can I come and play with my brother tomorrow?"

Mother Ye glanced at Ye Luan in surprise: Have the two of you made friends in such a short time?

She knew her son's temper. During this time, he had been very unhappy because of his eyes, and the mountain was really boring. It would be nice if a child could come over to talk to him from time to time.Thinking of this, Ye Ma smiled and said, "Welcome, welcome, Auntie will bake you a small cake tomorrow."

Ye Luan refused in his heart: I don't want to play with elementary school students!

It's a pity that elementary school student Jiajia ran over happily the next day.

"Brother, why is your room empty without anything?"

At this moment, Ye Luan was lying on the bed in the room listening to the radio, and Jiajia was sitting on the floor playing Transformers.Ye Luan's eyes couldn't see for the time being, so when he came to the villa, Ye's mother put away all the odds and ends in the room, and even covered the corners of the table, in case he accidentally bumped into them.As for the Transformers in Jiajia's hands, they brought them here by themselves.

Since my mother has brought this kid into her own room, it's not good for him to keep silent, and he feels that he is indeed a very well-behaved child.Ye Luan thought for a while, and replied: "I can't see with my eyes, my mother is afraid that I will bump into it."

Jia Jia looked into Ye Luan's eyes and asked curiously, "Brother, Auntie said you had surgery on your eyes, did it hurt?"

"Surgeries require anesthesia, and they have been sleeping in a daze, feeling no pain."

"Then when will you take off the cloth on your eyes?"

Ye Luan sighed: "It's still a month, it's too uncomfortable not to see anything."

Jiajia put down the toy and climbed onto the bed, and said very loyally: "Then why don't I also blindfold and play with you?"

Ye Luan: "...If you also cover your eyes, you can only listen to the radio with me."

Jiajia thought for a moment: "That's right." After speaking, he laughed.Ye Luan thought the kid was cute and silly, so he couldn't help laughing.

In this way, Ye Luan's gloomy summer vacation became more colorful.Jiajia has a lively personality, and likes to talk to Ye Luan non-stop. In a short time, Ye Luan was forced to know what he likes to eat, play, color, and cartoons. He knew that the cat named "Yam" was fighting with the dog next door.

Ye Luan suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with coming to the mountain to recuperate.The mountain is cool, with wind, trees, and chirping birds, and there is a younger brother who grows up and grows around your brother every day.Ye Luan hasn't listened to the radio for a long time, he thinks chatting with Jiajia is more interesting.

"Brother, Auntie said you didn't want to come here, why?"

"I can't see it again, annoying."

"But when you take off the cloth, won't your eyes be fine?"

"It's useless. The doctor told my mother that my eyesight will be affected, but you must have good eyesight when you are a policeman."

"Ah, why do you want to be a policeman?"

"I've wanted to be a policeman since I was a child and catch bad guys." Ye Luan paused, "Forget it, I tell you that you don't understand, Jiajia, what do you want to do when you grow up?"

I thought the child would think for a long time, but Jiajia blurted out: "I want to be a writer!"

Ye Luan laughed immediately: "A writer? Do you know what a writer is?"

Jiajia was a little unconvinced: "Our teacher Liu said that I was the best writer in the class when I read pictures and talked. She said that I could be a writer when I grow up and write a lot of books!"

Ye Luan reckoned that Teacher Liu was Jiajia's Chinese teacher, and he must have praised him.

"I don't believe it, unless you tell me a story."

Ye Luan intended to be funny, but Jiajia took it seriously: "Then, let me tell you a story about a little hedgehog."

Jiajia sat on the swing and swayed, Ye Luan could feel the sunlight passing through his hair, a little itchy and warm.

"A long time ago, there was a little hedgehog in the forest. It had a good friend named Songhuaer..."

Ye Luan laughed out loud: "Songhuadan, the pine flower?"

Jiajia nodded guiltily. "Songhua'er" was the name of a little squirrel in a cartoon he watched two days ago. He couldn't name it for a while, so he had to borrow it.

"One day, Song Hua'er moved, and the little hedgehog was very unhappy..."

Ye Luan nodded: "I think I can write to it."

"Yes, the little hedgehog wrote a letter to Songhua'er, and even sent him Wangwang Xianbei!"

"It turned out that the little hedgehog wrote the wrong address and sent the letter by mistake!" Ye Luan added maliciously.

"Ah?!" Jiajia was stunned, "What should I do?"

"The letter has been sent to a fox, will you?"

Jiajia was a little worried: "Will the fox come back?"

"Yes, it took the letter to find the little hedgehog."

"There are animals coming to look for the little hedgehog, the little hedgehog must be very happy."

"But the little hedgehog thought it was Song Huaer who sent the little fox over..."

"Oh, little hedgehog can't find pine flowers anymore?"

……

"...In the end, it's up to you to think about what the fox said."

"Well... I don't know."

"If you were a little fox, what would you most want to say?"

Jiajia frowned and thought for a long time, and finally laughed happily: "Look, spring is here!"

After speaking, he jumped off the swing, cheered and ran around happily.Ye Luan seemed to have also infected his happiness, he stabilized the dangling rope, and laughed.

When eating at night, Ye Ma saw that Ye Luan was very happy, so she joked: "With Jiajia to accompany you, it won't be boring."

Ye Luan nodded: "Jiajia is very good." He seemed to have thought of something, and said again: "Mom, what does Jiajia look like?"

The two have been playing together for so long, Ye Luan is really curious.

Mama Ye: "Jiajia looks pretty good, especially the eyes, like a deer, you can see them when you take off the gauze."

Ye Luan thought: when he first appeared, his movement was really like a deer.But as long as he waited a few more days, he would be able to see his new deer-like friend with his own eyes. Thinking about it, he was really looking forward to it.

"Brother, Auntie said you can see things tomorrow!"

The day before the follow-up visit, Jiajia came to look for Ye Luan as usual. When Ye's mother brought Jia Jia biscuits, she said that Ye Luan was going to remove the gauze, and Jiajia was very happy.

Hearing Jiajia's tone, Ye Luan felt more excited than himself, a little funny: "Yes, I'll be back tomorrow afternoon, and bring you delicious mung bean cake."

"Really? Great!"

The corner of Ye Luan's mouth raised: "Then it's a deal! You must come to me tomorrow!"

"Ok!"

At that time, Ye Luan was too young, and he didn't understand that many things in this world would always be the opposite of what you expected: For example, when he was about to enjoy a happy summer vacation, he had eye surgery and was forced to rest; For example, when he was full of expectations and thought that he could finally meet his new friend who was "only heard but not seen", he lost him.

Ye Luan took off the gauze and returned to the villa with the mung bean cake as promised, but he didn't wait for Jiajia.

Didn't come the next day either.

The third day still did not come.

On the fourth day, Mother Ye took Ye Luan to find Jiajia in person, but the villa was empty and they had already left.

Ye Luan felt empty in his heart.His mung bean cake was still in the refrigerator, but Jiajia left.

They're clearly engaged.

Ye Luan asked her mother to contact Jiajia's family again.Ye's mother asked the property management, and the property management said that this family was also like the Ye family, and they came here for vacation occasionally.They also helped to call the owner several times, but no one answered.Ye Luan suddenly realized that he might lose Jiajia forever.

This is Ye Luan's 14-year-old summer vacation: the blindfolded darkness, the sound of spring water jingling, and an unfinished promise.Perhaps because of regret, in the following 16 years, there was always a certain moment that he dug up this past event from his distant memory, over and over again, making it finally as vivid as it happened yesterday.

Even after he became an internet writer, he couldn't help dismantling this memory into countless fragments and putting them into his novels—the mung bean cake in "The Last Ashes", the fairy tales in "The Lie" , and Lin Songyue in "Shuoxin"-like a backup.

Until one day later, he was suddenly @ by a large number of fans on Weibo, because a writer named Zhao Zhao plagiarized his fairy tale in "Lies".Plagiarism is a very serious accusation. He carefully read the comparisons listed by fans, but was stunned.

Fate is always so fond of teasing people.

The reunion after 16 years was at the welcome dinner the day before the moon viewing event.Ye Luan arrived at the venue early that day, and he was a little nervous. Although he had basically confirmed through various channels that Zhao Zhao and Zhao Yijia were Jiajia back then, he knew that Zhao Yijia might have forgotten his "brother".

Ye Luan thought: When I see him, should I ask him?

Behind him stood a few writers who were having a lively conversation, they were talking and laughing, and then one of them shouted: "Zhao Zhao, here!"

Ye Luan paused, and slowly turned around.

He saw Zhao Yijia looking at him: he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled up, as if holding a crescent moon.Ye Luan also imagined the appearance of his little friend countless times, even when writing the character of Lin Songyue, because the prototype is Jiajia, he poured all the good qualities he could think of.And when he really saw Zhao Yijia, he felt: Yes, what mother said was right——

Like a fawn.

Ye Luan couldn't help laughing: that's great, I finally met Xiaolu.