Senior Class Three

In the middle of the night, the breeze blows, and the chill penetrates deeply into the skin.Qian Youcai dragged his suitcase and walked on the deserted street.He is exhausted and has walked more in one day today than he has walked in 18 years.The eldest brother followed him, with his tail raised high, and he was very energetic after running.

In front of them was a more energetic person——Li Youming.He was stumbling around on his bicycle, and even a little bit of wind could blow him off the bike.After a while, he would ring the car bell, and the crisp sound spread in the dark night, and the whole street seemed to have returned to its former prosperity.

Qian Youcai saw him stop not far away, and turned into an alley, which was not big enough for a car to pass through.He pushed his bicycle, and there were simple small shops on both sides of the alley, most of which were closed, and occasionally there were a few snack sellers doing business.Li Youmao would greet and chat with the owner of the snack bar.

The road in the alley was paved with crushed stones, Qian Youcai struggled to drag the suitcase and made a lot of noise, so after entering the alley, he kept a longer distance from Li Youmao.The eldest brother is uncomfortable walking on the gravel road. It does not walk in a straight line, but chooses a relatively flat place, and twists and turns along the way. In addition, it is relatively strong and looks like a pig dancing Latin dance. Hilarious and cute.

Li Youmao pushed the bicycle, rang the bell, and turned into another narrow alley. This alley was dark and narrow, and the sound of the wind blowing the awning could be heard.There were some broken bricks and stones piled up on both sides of the alley, and a few weeds came out of the gaps and swayed in the wind.

He stopped in front of a building, which looked like six or seven floors.There were many shallots drying in front of the building. He parked and locked his bicycle, and tried to ring the bell again.After checking that there was nothing wrong with the bicycle, he opened the door unhurriedly.The door is stainless steel and makes a lot of noise when pushed open.He leaned against the door, looking up at the moonless starry sky in a daze.

Qian Youcai heard the sound of the door opening and hid on the other side of the building. He could see Li Youmao by the door as soon as he turned a corner.But he just didn't move, not even daring to breathe.

After five or six minutes, Li Youmao said, "I know you are outside, come in."

"..."

Hearing no response, Li Youming turned around the corner, looked at Qian Youcai with a terrified face, and said, "It's late, there are often robbers around here, are you sure you don't want to come in?"

When Qian Youcai heard the word "robber", he shrank his neck in fright, squatted down quickly, and hugged his elder brother tightly.

Li Youmao looked at him holding his eldest brother stubbornly, looking around.He said no more.Walk over, pick up his suitcase and move towards home.

"What are you doing?" Qian Youcai couldn't squat anymore, and reached out to grab the suitcase on Li Youmao's back.But he walked too fast, like a robbery, and he was much taller than Qian Youcai, it was almost impossible to snatch him back.

Li Youmao went up to the second floor with his suitcase on his back, and he also ran up to the second floor.The door was open, and the first one to go in was the elder brother.Qian Youcai was so focused on snatching back the suitcase that he didn't realize that he had entered Li Youmao's house.

The room is not big, there is an old sofa in the living room.There was a seven or eight-year-old boy lying on the sofa. The boy's face was thin, and his body was thinner than his face. He was listlessly watching TV, but when he saw Li Youmiao coming in, he seemed to be a different person instantly. The whole person was full of energy, he planned to run over, but for some reason, after standing up, he suddenly hesitated, and sat back quietly, his eyes were shining, and he said with a smile: "Brother, you came back."

"I'm back, Youyong." Li Youmao put the suitcase away, sat beside him, picked up the blanket from the sofa and covered him, and said, "It's almost twelve o'clock, why don't you go to bed first?"

"I'm waiting for brother." You Yong blinked, smiled and looked at Qian Youcai who was by the door, and said, "Little brother, are you brother Qian Youcai?"

Qian Youcai said in astonishment, "You know me?"

"Brother Youcai." Youyong patted the other side of the sofa and said, "Come here and sit here."

Seeing the almost identical smiles of their brothers, Qian Youcai thought of refusing, but the eldest brother ran over without hesitation, crouched in front of Youyong, wagging his tail enthusiastically.Youyong reached out to touch its head, and it lowered its head obediently, its ears kept receding.

Eat inside and crawl out.

Qian Youcai didn't expect his elder brother to flatter and flatter to the extreme, and he cursed his elder brother for having no conscience in his heart.

Suddenly, his stomach growled, interrupting their laughter.Li Youmao stood up and said, "I'm hungry, I'm going to prepare supper."

Although Qian Youcai was very embarrassed, his head was still held high. On the surface, he was as stable as Mount Tai, but inside he was flustered.He walked over, showed You Yong a blunt smile, and sat beside him coyly.

Youyong said: "Brother Youcai, I know Uncle Qian, and I often hear him mention you."

"..."

Li Youyong knew him, but he didn't know the existence of Youyong.He never heard Lao Qian mention about Li Youyong.He always thought that Li Youmiao was his only son, but he didn't expect that he had a younger brother who looked similar to him.

Youyong struggled to drag out a toy from under the sofa. It was a dual-purpose percussion instrument, with a black seat and eight scales of different colors. Below the scales were eight-color keys that could be played by hand. A round-tipped hammer is mounted in the groove.

Qian Youcai was fascinated, he remembered.This percussion instrument was his toy when he was a child. At that time, his relatives would give him many interesting gifts.He didn't like the multiple sounds of the harpsichord.

When he was about ten years old, his mother told him that when he was two or three years old, he would cry loudly every time he heard the sound of knocking the piano, so his mother put away the knocking piano.Two years later, when Li Youmao went to his house to play, he saw Li Youmao for the first time and didn't dislike him, so he planned to give him a gift.

He took out many presents that he treasured, but none of Li Youming took his fancy, except for this piano.

Later he found out that Li Youmiao was a hypocrite, and if he wanted to take back the gift, he would rather tear it apart than give it to him.But Li Youmao refused to give it up.His temper suddenly came up, and he beat Li Youmao with his hands.

Li Youmao didn't fight back, and tried his best to protect the gift, touching his fist.

Youyong rang the piano, and the melodious music came slowly. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the beauty of the music. He put down the stick contentedly, and said, "Brother Youcai, thank you for the gift. I have loved musical instruments since I was a child. I want to be a musician when I grow up.”

"..."

Qian Youcai had nothing to say, he wanted to say that the gift was not from him, and he planned to grab it back and tear it apart.

The gift he disliked turned out to be something other people dreamed of...

He knew that Li Youmao must have lied.Li Youmao didn't say anything to Youyong, Li Youmao used lies to package him as a kind person.

Youyong said: "But, my dream can't come true...I know I'm going to die soon."

His expression was clearly sad, but there was a smile in his eyes, a smile that would break at the touch of a touch, the last trace of stubbornness in his bones.

Qian Youcai looked at him in disbelief. His face was shriveled, his body was weak, and he was out of breath.He thought that Youyong was just malnourished, never thought that he was terminally ill.

Qian Youcai managed to hold up a pale smile, and said, "Youyong, don't joke with me, I'm actually very timid."

Youyong smiled and said, "Brother Youcai, I'm not lying to you. I'm sick, and I spent a lot of money to get it cured."

Qian Youcai took his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, my family is rich, you should know..."

He couldn't go on, he knew Youyong didn't lie to him.Lao Qian and his father are comrades-in-arms and good friends for many years, and Lao Qian will never leave his friend's child alone.Moreover, the two of them had ordered baby kisses before, and their love was as deep as the sea.It can only show that Youyong's disease cannot be solved by money.

Youyong said: "Uncle Qian has helped us a lot. Don't be sad brother talented, it's actually a good thing that I died."

Qian Youcai raised his head, tears welling in his eyes, and said, "Tongyan speaks without restraint."

Could it be that Laoqian didn't tell him about Youyong because Youyong was about to leave this world?So there's no need to tell him?

Youyong tapped the piano and said, "You know that my brother works part-time every day. In fact, not only my brother, but my father will work until late and go home every night, and my mother will not only take care of me, but also make green onions every day." The oil cakes are sold. The family owes a lot of debts because of my illness. That's why they work so hard. I don't want them to work so hard."

Qian Youcai choked up and said, "My family has money..."

He was only eight years old... At the age of eight, he understood things that Qian Youcai didn't understand.

Qian Youcai lived a leisurely life every day. Before today, he had never considered the issue of money.Money is everything to him, he can eat whatever he wants, and buy whatever he wants.

Today he tasted the feeling of not having money for the first time, his legs were sore, his sneakers were almost worn out, even if he was thirsty, he was not willing to buy himself a bottle of water.It's really hard to get anywhere without money.

But what if you have money?Still can't cure his disease.It turns out that money can't solve things.

Youyong shook his head and said, "It's Uncle Qian's money, we can't take it. Even if we take it, we have to pay it back."

Qian Youcai said, "Then how can you accept it?"

Youyong smiled and said, "Unless you marry brother."

"..."

Youyong said: "After marrying brother, talented brother will be brother's wife, and your money will be brother's money."

"..."

"That's not what I said. It's what Uncle Qian told my brother that day. I just overheard it. Uncle Qian also said that as long as you are willing to marry your brother, you will leave all your property to you."

The corner of Qian Youcai's mouth twitched, his face turned blue.

Lao Qian really planned to change his name to "Li Youcai"?

You Yongfan held his hand and said, "Brother Youcai, do you like brother?"

His hands were small and thin, like a few dry branches assembled together, weak and lifeless.