Picked up a crying bag

After Lao Fang knew that He Ya had left, he didn't speak publicly in class, but talked to Kou Bai and Zhang Tian alone after school.

Because Lao Fang knew that the few of them played better, and wanted the two of them to accompany He Shiqi.

Kou Bai told Yin Xiu about this, and then asked Yin Xiu to send them to He Shiqi's home.

The four of them stood at He Shiyong's house, and they also bowed with incense sticks,

He Shiyong greeted them carelessly, it was Jing Ji who took them to sit on the sofa and poured them a glass of water each.

No one in the room spoke, and a dull atmosphere spread around.

The four of them left after a short stay, and the whole family became quiet again.

In the early hours of the morning, Jing Ji forcibly took He Shiyong to sleep. He Shiyong was very obedient, but this kind of obedience made Jing Ji feel like a walking dead.

Such days lasted for three days.

On the third day, Jing Ji went out to pick up some couriers, and it was his Double Eleven shopping that arrived.

Among them are mobile phones.

Jing Ji handed the courier containing the mobile phone to He Shiyong, but He Shiyong didn't answer it, like a rusty robot, he slowly looked at the courier box with blank eyes.

"The thing I bought for you, take it apart and have a look?" Jing Ji handed the courier forward again.

At this time, He Shiqi seemed to understand Jing Ji's words, took the package, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

He clasped the edge of the package with his own hands.

Seeing that He Shiyi couldn't open the courier for a long time, Jing Ji sighed, and cut the tape sealing the courier with scissors, "Open it."

With Jing Ji's help, He Shiqi got the mobile phone smoothly. He held the mobile phone in his hand and looked at it. It was a beautiful mint basket.

It is very thin and light, and the texture is also very good. At first glance, it is incomparable to his mobile phone more than ten years ago.

"Thank you." He Shiyong thanked again.

"Come on, put your SIM card in," Jing Ji nodded, and said, "Then get used to this phone."

Jing Ji remembered that when He Shiqi was on the railway bridge before, it was because of the mobile phone that he wanted to check the time but failed.

At that time, Jing Ji looked at the old and worn-out thing He Shiqi brought out, and couldn't believe it was a mobile phone.

"Okay." He Shi replied timidly.

He put his mobile phone card into the new mobile phone, then turned it on again, followed the prompts of the mobile phone, and operated step by step.

Finally got the initial settings of the phone.

Seeing that He Shiyi had done it, Jing Ji said, "I'll call you and give you my number."

"Okay." He Shiqi didn't respond, Jing Ji said whatever he wanted.

Jing Ji dialed He Shiyong's number, and after a while, the cell phone in He Shiyong's hand rang.

Seeing the phone ringing, Jing Ji hung up the phone.

"Back up." Jing Ji said.

"Okay," He Shiqi moved his fingers slowly, backing up Jing Ji's number.

Seeing He Shiyi's slow reaction, Jing Ji became angry, "Okay, okay, are you unable to say anything else? Has the language system degraded?"

When he said anything, He Shike only knew how to say yes, but when he didn't speak, He Shike only knew to be in a daze, making himself a fool.

Jing Ji pushes He Shiji.

He Shi timidly fell backwards, but he didn't fall down, he just shook a bit.

"Ah," He Shi stared at Jing Ji in a daze, and then said slowly after a long while: "Preparation, note, all right."

Jing Ji was completely speechless, holding back such a sentence for a long time, he didn't expect He Shiqi to say anything more to him.

In fact, He Shiqi didn't want to do this either, he just suddenly felt that his heart was very empty, so empty that he couldn't find himself there.

At noon on the fourth day, Jing Ji returned to his home from He Shiyong's house. He took out two tomatoes from the refrigerator and cut them into cubes.

He has already learned how to make tomato and egg drop soup, but he also has a Band-Aid on his finger.

After making it, he took the tomato egg drop soup to He Shiyong's house, intending to ask He Shiyong to eat.

But He Shiyong, who was supposed to be kneeling in front of He Ya's spiritual throne, disappeared.

Jing Ji put the tomato and egg drop soup on the table, then went to the living room to look for He Shiqi.

"He Shijiu? He Shiqie?" Jing Ji looked around the whole room but didn't see He Shiqie there.

Jing Ji panicked for a moment, fearing that something might happen to He Shiyong, he took out his mobile phone and called He Shiyong.

"Ding ding ding." The phone rang in the living room, Jing Ji turned around and saw the phone on the coffee table.

"Ah!" Jing Ji covered her head and growled in pain.

What's the use of not carrying a mobile phone with you! ?

After the collapse, Jing Ji stood still and thought about it for a while, and finally decided to start from familiar places first.

After going out, he walked along the street where they usually went to school, and started looking for He Shiqi.

Even Jing Ji was afraid of missing He Shiyong, so he would visit every shop, just in case He Shiyong was in a certain shop.

It took 10 minutes longer than usual for Jing Ji to reach the school, but He Shiqi was still not found.

He had no choice but to continue walking forward.

After Jing Ji searched the street for an hour without a clue, his cell phone rang, and it was He Shiyong calling.

Jing Ji suddenly stopped walking, picked up the phone, and asked urgently and angrily, "What's going on? Where are you?"

"I'm at home." He Shiyong said.

"You're really sick." Jing Ji rolled his eyes when he heard He Shiqi at home, if it wasn't because he was worried about something happening to He Shiqi, he wouldn't have looked for him!

Jing Ji thought angrily.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Ji hurried home.

It didn't take long for Jing Ji to return to He Shiyong's house. Without even taking a breath, he kicked He Shiyong's calf directly.

"You can go out and tell me? Don't you bring your cell phone? Why don't you come back! Why are you coming back?" Jing Ji accused He Shike like a little daughter-in-law.

But not that little daughter-in-law is as fierce as Jing Ji.

"And cut your head?" Jing Ji looked at the green stubble on He Shiyong's head, and couldn't help but get angry, "Who told you to shave like this? You are so fucking awesome."

Jing Ji raised her hand to brush He Shiqi's hair.

Although the shaved head of He Shiqi is not ugly, but Jing Ji is very upset in his heart, he has a feeling that something he likes was ruined by He Shiqi.

Although it was He Shiji's own hair.

He Shike didn't resist, and let Jing Ji make trouble, he said: "I thought of it myself."

Jing Ji was so angry that he slapped He Shiyong on the head a few times, but he held back his strength, afraid of making He Shiyong cry.

However, tears still appeared in He Shiyong's eyes. He stood in front of Jing Ji with his head down, pulled at the corner of Jing Ji's clothes aggrievedly, and said, "I was wrong, I won't cut it randomly again, don't be angry. OK?"

This time Jing Ji didn't comfort He Shike immediately, he asked: "You went out just to cut your hair?"

"Yeah." He Shi pursed his mouth timidly, looking at Jing Ji cautiously.

Looking at the pitiful person in front of her, Jing Ji suddenly thought of a picture of a kitten lying in front of her.

The kitten was obviously wronged, but he still tried his best to hold back his tears, looking at him with his big watery eyes, begging him for forgiveness.

Jing Ji was discouraged, so he didn't have the heart to scold He Shiqi, he rubbed He Shiqi's hair, and comforted him: "Forget it, forget it, just cut it, you can't do it again next time." cut."

I heard Jing Ji say that.He Shiyong smiled at Jing Ji, "Okay."

"Let's go, let's eat." Jing Ji looked away and walked towards the dining table, still muttering in his mouth: "I finally made a pot of soup, and people ran away."

Seeing the back of Jing Ji walking to the dining table, He Shi smiled cowardly, the tears disappeared in his eyes, and he followed Jing Ji's footsteps as if nothing had happened.

The soup was already cold, so He Shiqi turned on the fire to reheat it, and went to stir-fry another dish before the two of them began to eat.

Seeing He Shiqi like this, Jing Ji obviously felt that he was in a much better mood, and he was no longer in the shell-like state of the past few days.

After eating and cleaning up, He Shiyong said to Jing Ji: "Come with me to Binjiang Road, He Ya wants to sleep in the river."

Jing Ji glanced at He Shiji, and agreed.

In the afternoon, He Shiyong and Jing Ji stood beside the Yangtze River, with the surging Yangtze River in front of them.

He Shiqie glanced at the box in his hand, then he took a deep breath, and dumped the ashes in the box towards the Yangtze River without a trace of nostalgia.

The ashes floated lightly towards the Yangtze River, gradually merging with the river water, and being swept by the river water to a new place.

Jing Ji's hand caressed He Shiyong's arm, and He Shiyong's arm was trembling slightly, far less calm than he showed.

The two stood by the Yangtze River for a long, long time...

They didn't return to the procuratorate until the sun went down, but this time they returned to Jing Ji's house.

Jing Ji asked He Shiyong to take all her belongings to his house, and then lived with him.

At night, when Jing Ji was going back to his room to go to bed, He Shiyong took out the bank card that He Ya left behind.

He handed the bank card to Jing Ji: "There is some money in this card, I'll give it to you."

"?" Jing Ji was stunned, not knowing why, "Why do you give it to me? You keep it for yourself."

"You gave me a lot of things, I...you take it." He Shiqi said.

"No." Jing Ji frowned, and took a few steps back.

"Buy me bread, treat me to dinner, take care of me, cut my hair, buy me things, give me gifts..." He Shiqi Lin Zongzong said a lot of things that Jingji did: "You You know? I remember everything you did for me, but I didn't do anything for you."

"I'm like a vampire, sucking your blood all the time, making you pay, me, me," He Shike's eye circles gradually turned red, and he whispered to Jing Ji, "Take it, or I'll be sick Mine."

Jing Ji took another step back, he didn't expect He Shiyong to remember so clearly, some of them even he didn't remember.

Seeing Jing Ji's actions, He Shiqi burst into tears, "Yes, I'm sorry."

"Don't cry," Jing Ji raised his hand forward, and said, "Come on, I don't think you're a bloodsucker."

At the beginning, he helped He Shiyong only because he knew He Shiyong, and later he invited He Shiyong to eat because he felt that He Shiyong was too thin.

He never felt like he was being sucked, he just wanted to.

"You are not a bloodsucker, you are fine, and you are taking care of me." Jing Ji said awkwardly: "You help me clean, you cook for me, everything I can't do is you help me Did you do it?"

He's not good at saying these things, it's so weird.

But now, in order to comfort He Shiqi, Jing Ji had no choice but to say it.

"Thank you." He Shiyong hugged Jing Ji tightly, as if he wanted to rub Jing Ji into his body.

Jing Ji let him hold her.

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