Ye Ye Zhiqiu

After taking a week's leave, Tong Qiutian stayed behind Han Ye'an's buttocks, almost inseparable.

"Xiaoqiu." Han Ye Anli turned around and looked down at her.

"En." Tong Qiu looked up, obediently.

Han Ye'an hesitated to speak, but finally compromised under her innocent gaze, turned around and walked into the room, and thoughtfully locked the door for her.

Tong Qiu snickered inwardly, pursed his lips and sat down at the desk. "what are we going to do?"

I haven't gone out these days, and I haven't received any new orders recently, but Han Ye'an feels uneasy if I don't have any income for a day, and I want to edit and submit the previous few landscape photos.She pulled out the chair and sat down, "Retouching the picture."

She stared at the computer, and Tong Qiu stared at her until he felt a little sleepy, and finally remembered something, went to fetch two papers and started to do it while lying down next to her.

While editing the picture, Han Yean still had the energy to glance at her paper once or twice, "This question is wrong, look for the antecedent of the attributive clause."

"Oh." Tong Qiu erased the answer he just wrote down, and started to think again.

After packing a few pictures and sending them out, Han Ye'an got up.

Tong Qiu raised his head immediately, "Where are you going?"

Seeing that she was about to get up, Han Ye'an stopped, sighed helplessly, lowered his head, approached her, and pressed against her forehead.

The warmth was transmitted through a small piece of close skin, "What...?" Tong Qiu was so frightened by her sudden approach that he swallowed, not daring to look down at her.

For the past two days, Tong Qiu followed her every step of the way. Han Ye'an knew that she was afraid that she would not recover, but this kind of consolation was really unscientific. Although she also hoped that Tong Qiu could accompany her, she felt very sorry for taking up the other party's study time.

She put her hand on the back of Tong Qiu's neck, and said in a low voice in a conferring tone: "Do your own thing, don't follow me, huh?"

Tong Qiu nodded quickly.If Han Ye'an said one more word, her heart would burst out of her chest.

After getting the answer he wanted, Han Ye'an stood up, "I'll go shopping for vegetables, and you do the questions at home."

"...Okay." Tong Qiu's heartbeat hadn't recovered yet, until the door clicked, and she threw the pen violently, covering her face with her hands, "Ahhhhh!"

Han Ye'an's condition is slowly recovering.Sometimes he still has nightmares in the middle of the night, but Tong Qiu always wakes up in time, hugs her arm in a daze, and mutters "sister", the feeling of that moment is indescribable, all the panic from the dream is healed, Then I can sleep until dawn.

It's just that Tong Qiu usually never calls her elder sister, which makes her a little regretful.There are some things that you just can't think about or touch, and once you taste the sweetness, you will want more.But now is not the time.She needs to become better and become what Xiaoqiu wants before she has the courage to walk in front of her and tell her that I am back.

Tong Qiu went crazy at home, she crumpled the paper and spread it out again, experienced a lot of life and death but still failed to please his master.

After finally calming down, Tong Qiu put away the crumpled paper, walked to the bedside, lay down, and spread himself out into big characters.

These days, she and Han Ye'an are inseparable, eating and sleeping together. The unprecedented intimacy makes her find that she likes Han Ye'an more and more. Every movement and every word of the other party can make her heart move, and every frown and smile is like poison. She fell into it.

The taste of unrequited love is sweet and sour. While enjoying this kind of intimacy, she feels ashamed of her own thoughts at the same time. She is addicted to it, but also anxious. For a while, she guesses whether Han Ye'an really likes her, and for a while, she feels that she is too self-indulgent . At the age of 17, many thoughts and feelings are hard to articulate, and the all-or-nothing teenage heart has no effect on whether to confess or not.The courage accumulated due to impulsiveness and anticipation before the training camp was long gone. Because of Grandma Han's death, now she has to think more.

"What should I do..." She was thinking, when suddenly a light weight jumped over her stomach, which startled her. "I'll go, what..."

When I got up, it was a cat.There are a lot of stray cats in Qiushui Street. Those rainbow heads wandering on the street will feed those little things when they are bored. The neighborhood neighbors also occasionally leave leftovers. This is kindness It may be spread in the stray cat world, and gradually there will be more kittens and puppies in this area.

But those who ran home were a minority after all.Seeing that the flopping white cat was about to jump up to the top of the wardrobe with a pile of boxes, it was too late for Tong Qiu to stop it.

"Pa-pa--" The cartons stacked high fell to the ground.

"Hey you—" Tong Qiu ran over quickly, the culprit seemed to realize that he had done something wrong, instead of running, he lay on the ground, looked up at her, his eyes were full of begging, Tong Qiu's heart softened when he saw it, Sighing, he went to the kitchen to get some leftovers for it.

"You have to eat what you want to make trouble? Huh?" She poked the white cat's head with her index finger. The white cat focused on eating and ignored her at all.

Tong Qiu pushed its head hard, causing it to raise its head and let out a fierce cry. "You still call me, you are capable!"

Unwilling to argue with a stray cat, Tong Qiu gets up to clean up the things messed up by it.

Most of the dusty cardboard boxes that were placed in high places were filled with sundries, and there were also some toy guns and spinning tops, which should be Han Ye'an's toys when he was a child.

Most of these things are very old, but Tong Qiu seems to see Han Ye'an in her childhood in these old things. At that time, her parents were still there, and she had a beautiful family. She should be a sunny and lovely girl.

Inside a rectangular box were several rolled up papers, and she opened them to find a few certificates from the city's primary school.

"Class One, Grade [-], Han...Yan'an?" The name on the certificate was wrong, Tong Qiu was puzzled, did Han Ye'an have brothers and sisters?I haven't heard her say that.

Ye, Yan, the pronunciation is quite similar, very similar to the words that brothers and sisters would use.

But for some reason, she suddenly remembered Han Ye'an's abrupt self-introduction when they first met.

"My name is Han Ye'an." She only said one sentence, and Tong Qiu was once puzzled by this explanation after Lu Jianbuping gave him a helping hand.

"What are you thinking..." She muttered, suppressing the suspicion in her heart, re-rolled the award certificate and put it away, and went to pack other things.

Opening a few old newspapers, she saw an iron box of big white rabbit toffee, the surface was covered with rust, and the age was visible to the naked eye.

This thing is not unfamiliar.Distant memories traveled through time, sporadic images emerged in my mind.Tong Qiu stretched out his hand to grab it, but his hands began to tremble, and his heart became uncontrollably flustered.

"Sister, if I give this to you, I will treat it...just as our token of love. You must come back to me, and I will wait for you!"

The children at that time didn't know how to express themselves at all. She only learned the word "Love Keeper" because of the proliferation of early costume TV dramas and was misused by a group of children.After a search at home, she took her favorite box and filled it with the things she thought were the most precious and favorite, holding her "token of love" with both hands like a treasure, and handing it to the person she was most reluctant to part with.

No, there are many white rabbit toffee boxes in the world, and I heard that this factory has not yet closed down.Tong Qiu thought, it was just a coincidence, it must be a coincidence.

The lid was covered with rust, it took a lot of effort to open it, Tong Qiu exerted force, and when the lid was opened, she also sat down on the ground.

There is no reason to look any further.

Inside the box are two pink buttons, a thumbtack, an ugly paper crane, and a photo.

None of them are inconspicuous, but put together, it is her entire childhood, no, it is the whole ten years that she has been thinking about and waiting for.

The picture shows a family of five.In front of the red brick house, in front of the young parents and mothers, stood three children. The girl on the far left looked cold, the girl in the red jacket in the middle smiled like a fool, and on the far right was A shy little boy, the three hold hands and look at the camera.The whole picture is harmonious, beautiful and joyful.

Tong Qiu turned the photo over, and a line of familiar characters came into view:

Indus has no intention of it, and every leaf knows autumn.

This is Tong's father's character, and it is also the origin of Tong Ye's name.

Indus has no intention, and leaves know autumn.

Parents said: "From now on, she will be your older sister, your own older sister." "No matter where we go in the future, Ye Zi, we will never fail to recognize Xiaoqiu, will we?" I thought I couldn't think of many things When I got up, I realized at this moment that those things will become more and more clear as time goes by.

His eyes were blurred by the sudden burst of tears, and he couldn't see the person in the photo clearly.

Han Yanan, Han Yean.

She never forgot that she still has a younger sister. On the contrary, she even changed her name for the sake of the family she was with.

As she said, her name is Han Ye'an.But I still didn't recognize it.

She accepted all the warmth and care Han Ye'an gave her with peace of mind, but she pressed the most likely answer to death in the cradle early.

Her elder sister Ye Zi came back a long time ago.

Han Ye'an's kindness to her was not out of kindness to strangers, nor because she had the same thoughts as her, but because she was her younger sister, and all her connivance and responsiveness to her requests were all because her Tong Qiu was Han Ye'an. sister.

It has never been about Fengyue.

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