as yesterday

It took He Yu a long time to react.

She was still chewing fish tofu, but she didn't put any spicy food on it, she was worried about the time now, worried that she was no longer a teenager, and neither was her stomach.

The taste of cumin fermented in her mouth, and she didn't know why she chewed it bitterly.

"Liu Ci, did you make a mistake?"

He Yu closed her eyes, the bottle of beer was already finished, she asked for another bottle, and when she opened the bottle cap, there was a snort.

It is very similar to her mood at this moment, the steam of beer, her anger.

After many years, it finally made a comeback.

"Lian Xiaoli and I don't have that kind of relationship," she seldom mentions Lian Xiaoli, and it can be said that if she doesn't mention it, she doesn't mention it, but new friends don't know, old friends are inevitable, "Don't take what you think Is the verdict on me?"

He Yu's throat was a little sore, and he spoke very slowly. After speaking, he took a deep breath, turned his face away, and looked away.

"sorry."

Liu Ci apologized, and He Yu laughed, "A sincere apology is still just a casual apology."

"Since you are willing to mention it, I will ask, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

"Because of Lian Xiaoli? What happened to you two?"

He Yu lowered her head, pinching the plastic cup on the table with one hand, her fingers were slender, and she wore a ring on her little finger, it was silver, and the style was pretty.

"She likes you."

Liu Ci said that she pushed her glasses and rubbed her temple with one hand, "She hates me."

He Yu: "You two are quite at odds, but why does she want to leave because she hates you?"

This matter is actually quite naive. When He Yu recalled when he was a teenager, he felt that he could not remember many of them. However, human memory would only leave a mark on the key nodes, or he felt that there was no need to do it specially. Mark where you remember.

He Yu has never been sensitive about this matter, maybe it's because of her gender, or maybe it's because she's too familiar, she doesn't think much about it, not even an inch.

"Are you homophobic?"

He Yu asked.

Suddenly, a burst of fire burst out in Liu Ci's heart, and the fire burned to his eyes, He Yu felt that Liu Ci was staring at her through his glasses.

But after watching for two seconds, Liu Ci suddenly felt irritated, and she sighed, "My mother is an accomplice."

She changed the topic, but the phrase "I like you" still couldn't be said.

"what?"

He Yu didn't know why, so the topic changed to Liu Ci's mother.

"The fire back then was not only caused by Aunt Liu, but also by my mother..."

Liu Ci closed her eyes, she was holding a beer bottle in one hand, and He Yu's windbreaker was too big for her, leaving a hole in it, which made her thin wrists look like they could be broken easily .

But He Yu knew that Liu Ci was not chopsticks at all, she was made of steel bars.When I was young, someone knocked over the old lady's kettle in the alley, and a group of children passed by. Liu Ci and He Yu were also together, but the old lady saw the two of them in the end, and said it was Liu Ci who bumped into her.

He even dragged Liu Ci to argue with her parents, but Liu Ci refused to let go, and Yang Chuo beat her, but she refused.

He Yu wanted to forget it at first, she just recognized it herself, Yang Chuo is different from Hong Lanwen, Yang Chuo beats people hard, unlike Hong Lanwen who watched thunder and rain with little light.

Liu Ci was beaten silently, her face was flushed, and she didn't even shed a single tear of grievance.

There's always something to be gained from a tearful child, but she just doesn't.

In the end, the old lady couldn't stand it any longer, so forget it, but after two days, a parent came to apologize, saying that her child made trouble.

If she didn't do it, or if it wasn't something she confirmed, she wouldn't admit it.

The fire was so far away that it almost burned away their physical memories of childhood, and it also caused the playmates who were together at the beginning to go their separate ways. After all, they could not return to the intimacy of their childhood.

He Yu thought for a few minutes, then raised his eyes in disbelief: "Why did your mother do this?"

Without Liu Ci answering, she also remembered.

In her impression, Yang Chuo was a skinny person, and he smiled like a fake smile. In contrast, He Yu might think that Liu Ci's father was more talkative.

But it's half a catty, the adults of the Liu family are not normal.

Liu Ci lowered her head, and she told He Yu the whole story in a low voice. Her tone was very flat, as if she was talking about what I had for dinner, but it was this tone that made He Yu feel even more absurd.

There is also a bit of sadness.

The coolness also has the effect of autumn wind.

She looked at Liu Ci, looked at the other person's thin body wrapped in a windbreaker, and could understand why Liu Ci was so bitter and bitter.

This person has thought more than others since he was a child. He Yu is the kind of person who spends as much as Hong Lanwen gives, and Liu Ci even divides ten yuan into thirds.

She always said to save some, and one day it will be used suddenly.

He Yu just laughed at her thinking too much, what's the matter, I will always be by your side, you can tell me if you want money.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I didn't know that it was never possible to rehearse first, not to mention that she was such a big spender, and she couldn't save much money.

When he was in college, He Yu watched a lot of Hong Kong movies because of his project, and he also wanted to read the original works. Later, he simply read the author's books, including prose and so on.

There is a book that mentions a theory of "pre-sadness", that is, to prepare for the funeral before you can feel at ease.

She thought of Liu Ci inexplicably. In fact, thinking of Liu Ci is a matter of no reason. She often thinks about it, and often tells herself not to think about it.

But there are some emotions that even I can't control.

Liu Ci is a person full of sorrow at heart. God must have added too much salt when preparing her materials, making everything about this person extremely salty and astringent.

"But Liu Ci, this has nothing to do with you."

He Yu still couldn't hold back, reached out to grab her hand that was still pinching the beer bottle, and covered herself up.

The secrets of the elders went into the incinerator along with death. This behavior of adding fuel to the fire was mixed with sin, and it was difficult for people to liquidate it. After all, Yang Chuo's life was full of deceit, sorrow and shackles.

Why should Liu Ci carry such a heavy thing?

"related."

Liu Ci still lowered her head, and all she could see was this dilapidated small square table, the annual rings of the wood were round and round, and human traces were left on it, oil stains from food, wet traces from drinks, and scratches from knives ...

A person's life will leave traces.

Yang Chuo didn't become her earliest name after death. As her daughter, the only Liu Ci who knows these things must remember them.

She couldn't get rid of blood relationship, kinship, and dependence, and she was even afraid that she would become such an extreme person step by step.

From resistance to hatred to despair, and finally smashed and turned into murder.

"He Yu, who is related, if it wasn't for my mother, Lian Xiaoli's family wouldn't be like this...and she wouldn't..."

Liu Ci's eye sockets were sore, her eyes hurt after crying, her throat started to hurt immediately, her hands clenched into fists uncontrollably, He Yu grabbed her, finally dragged her over forcefully, and hugged her.

"He Yu who is related, He Yu... He Yu... Lian Xiaoli likes you so much, how can I... how can I... He Yu... He Yu..."

Liu Ci's voice became hoarse from crying, and He Yu's heart began to ache every time his name was called. Liu Ci was in so much pain that she even felt pain.

"Why can't you, didn't we agree to be friends for life?"

He Yu's smell is still the same. The smell of daisies that has been put in too much washing powder has not changed for so many years. Liu Ci has also used this brand of washing powder for many years. Later, she was afraid that she would go crazy, so she changed it.

Kemeng helped her remember that she didn't realize how much she really missed this person until she really smelled it, she was embraced, and tears burst into tears.

Since Lian Xiaoli likes He Yu, and since He Yu doesn't dislike him, he will even treat her better and better.

Then I don't want to be an eyesore, and I can save myself some last decency if I don't point it out, otherwise I will look down on myself.

So the 16-year-old Liu Ci chose to go without hesitation.

But 15 years later, Liu Ci was held in He Yu's arms, calling He Yu's name tremblingly.

After all, she still couldn't let it go, couldn't bear it, couldn't bear it.

"It's okay, Liu Ci," He Yu patted Liu Ci on the back, "Now that you're back, let's stay here. Didn't we make an agreement when we were young? We still have to live in the opposite door, and the opposite door can't be in the same neighborhood, and eat together every week a meal."

At that time, the sky was very blue, and the uncle selling glutinous rice cakes was riding a bicycle through the alley. He Yu listened to the sound of bangs and stomped downstairs to buy, and Liu Ci was waiting for her upstairs, and they were playing flying chess.

He Yu took one bite at a time, and the sesame seeds fell on the clothes with a rustle. Liu Ci reached out to help her pat them off. He Yu propped his chin lazily, saying that when we have money, we will live together.

Liu Ci: "Let's talk about it after you make money."

He Yu snorted, "Can you have some confidence in me?"

Liu Ci was dizzy, and it was normal for her to have too much emotional ups and downs, but it was also rare.

Too little exposure, such a gaffe is simply a wrong way out.

But He Yu didn't care. Instead, she felt that this kind of Liu Ci was real. The great writer Liu Ci was too far away. She actually went to a Liu Ci signing event by accident a few years ago, because it was in the same venue as the event she attended.There are many fans, cheering for the characters created by Liu Ci. It is easy for children to regard such creations as idols. He Yu stood in the audience and watched the person on the stage turn around dully.

"Is it not good?"

He Yu let go of his hand, took out a tissue to wipe Liu Ci's tears, took off the other's glasses, and muttered, "You won't be too scared?"

While wiping carefully, Liu Ci lowered his eyes, and He Yu held the other hand, "There are people in their 30s, crying so much is really horrible."

Liu Ci wanted to take back his glasses, but He Yu turned around and avoided.

She tried it by herself, but the prescription was too high, her vision was blurred and dizzy, Liu Ci looked at her, He Yu's nose bridge was very straight, and she looked much better with glasses, but she squinted, and finally took them off.

Wear it for Liu Ci.

"Someday, I'll take you to see her."

He Yu stood up and went to pay the bill. Liu Ci followed her. He Yu always felt that she was not walking very steadily, so he reached out to support Liu Ci, "Drunk?"

Liu Ci shook his head: "Dizzy."

"You're off tomorrow, aren't you?"

"Ah."

The car was parked on the street, and there were still dozens of meters to go from here. The alley was very quiet in the early morning, and the dim street lights could barely illuminate the outline of the road.

The shadows of the two of them stretched so long, maybe the atmosphere was too similar to before, maybe it was the same person holding her hand, Liu Ci's mood improved a lot.

It's just that she is too tired, both physically and mentally, making her eyelids twitch.

He Yu looked at her and sighed.

"Your body is too weak, I'm really afraid that you will fall after taking a few steps."

Liu Ci: "No."

He Yu: "I know, you can pretend to be awesome in front of others, but don't force yourself in front of me. Sleep when you're sleepy, eat when you're hungry, can you still walk? If you can't walk, I'll carry you on your back."

Liu Ci: "I'm not a pig."

He Yu didn't bother to pay attention to her rebuttal, "Come on, I'm not too young, don't do it, do you want to memorize it?"

Liu Ci was still awkward, but He Yu picked it up and rushed to the street.

At this time, there was no one around, and the two people who added up to the age of an old lady seemed to have returned to their youth.

He Yu: "Are you a paper man? Are your chests sunken?"

Liu Ci ignored her, He Yu turned his face and yelled several times, only to find that the other party had fallen asleep.

"Ah... that's really okay."

The author has something to say: Amway "Ruin"-???

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I'm rather wordy, it's not like I haven't written about this kind of time span before.

They are all blunt, but is the character of this character really unclear?) Cheek