Xiao Lang Jing

The Song family's condition is very simple, after the trial, Song Qiran will return to the provincial capital, stay for at least one year, and will not return until the situation in Qinghe subsides.During this period, his parents and second uncle will use their hands to protect his private life as much as possible, and Zhao Meng's task is the same. He must stay by Song Qiran's side and take good care of him instead of his parents and family.That's not even a condition. Zhao Mengneng felt that now is not the time to discuss the future life with Song Qiran. Almost everyone is concerned. No one knows that the court trial will be fermented after the media reports. what it looks like.

Song Qiran's parents conveyed their apology through their son.They really wanted to get to know Zhao Meng well, and wanted to thank him for giving their son a sense of security that no one else could bring, but the turmoil in their hearts prevented them from calmly sorting out the current situation face to face.Even if they miss their son, their greatest hope is to keep Song Qiran as far away from the whirlpool of events as possible and live a peaceful life.

Zhao Meng didn't have the opportunity to have too many conversations with Song's parents, but he fully understood the feelings of the two old people.During the entire period of waiting for the summons, they lived in a separate house in the city center of Qinghe, and learned about the latest developments in the trial every day from the Weibo homepage of the search plan.

Song Xincheng resigned from the public office as he said, and he provided Yue Lan with all the information he had held in his hands. It seemed that some kind of agreement had been reached between them. Zhao Meng noticed that in the first batch of images released by the media , there are many materials that are said to have been destroyed during the inventory of the rehabilitation center.

Finally, a week before the official trial, they met Yue Lan in person.

Yue Lan cut her hair short.For several days in a row, she was busy receiving supporters who rushed to Qinghe from other places, and at the same time she had to sort out materials, contact the media and organize protests. Only then can I calm down the various intense emotional collisions in my heart, and I can suppress the surging emotions to concentrate on dealing with the only thing left in front of me.

By this time, she still couldn't define her actions precisely.Her persistence of not knowing why she came from has supported such a large and complex non-governmental organization to where it is today. Many people, including media interviews, have asked this question. She is neither a patient in the rehabilitation center nor a Relatives, it is always difficult for people to believe that the starting point of her doing everything is just because of a kind of morality that is not fair.

Of course, she didn't tell them the story about Liu Nengbin.That story will also not appear in the testimony of the trial, it really became a secret, and finally ended at the end of Song Qiran's memories.

After all, the dead deserve rest.

At the final moment of communicating the date of appearance in court, Yue Lan asked Song Qiran if he would like to go and see Xiaobin.Song Qiran understood what she meant, but he refused.

"The person he wants to meet is definitely not me." He told Yue Lan with certainty, "I know he has so many embarrassing things, and he is so lucky. He will definitely want to beat me up when he sees me."

Song Qiran's words made Yue Lan unable to find words to refute.He always talked about Liu Nengbin in an ordinary tone of talking about friends, and never put that word on his lips. On the contrary, Yue Lan couldn't stand on Liu Nengbin's point of view to atone for him.

The grievances and resentments between them seem to have never existed, and there is no need for any liquidation and repayment.For this, Yue Lan was very grateful to Song Qiran.

"I will go to see Xiaobin again before the court session," she told Song Qiran, "After that, I probably won't go again. The class action is the last thing I can do for him, from now on , whether it is me or those patients who are willing to testify in court, they should look forward to a new life, even I have no right to drag everyone to this matter. From the beginning, I said , the lawsuit is just for shouting, I don’t care if I can win or not.”

"Can you really put everything down and live a new life?" Song Qiran asked again as if to confirm.

Yue Lan showed a guilty smile.

"It's going to be hard for me," she replied, "but I'll try my best."

Song Qiran stared at her for a moment, then shook his head.

"Maybe that's not the last thing you can do for him," he said.

Yue Lan showed a puzzled expression.

"Your senior," Song Qiran said, "you never told him all these things, did you?"

Yue Lan was stunned.

She looked away in embarrassment.

"I'm afraid..." she told Song Qiran, "I'm afraid that the senior will be frightened when he finds out, or that he will hate such things. The person who should be blamed is me. If this is the time, the senior will still treat the little one because of my problem." Bin left a strange impression, isn't he too pitiful."

Song Qiran did not agree with Yue Lan's statement.He thought for a few minutes in silence.

"How can it be an unpleasant thing to be liked?" He asked Yue Lan, "The only thing that is sadder than not being loved is as if no one has ever existed. Like someone who doesn't like you The person is not scary at all, at least in my place, he has lived and existed, and it is the same with you, why should you erase all the traces in other places. It doesn’t matter if you are surprised or uncomfortable, you You should tell him everything, if there is anyone Xiaobin wants to see now, it can only be that person."

Yue Lan frowned.She didn't answer Song Qiran immediately, but promised that he would think about it again.

In the next few days, Zhao Meng and Song Qiran didn't see him again.They concentrated on planning the arrangements after the trial, but unexpectedly received several uninvited guests in Qinghe.

If it weren't for those people who jumped off the long-distance bus and shouted for their address without saying hello at all, they wouldn't know that the news had already spread throughout the circle of friends.

At first it was Wei Xiaolong, who was notified by Song Xincheng to return to Qinghe, and then there was Ma Chao, the little gossip, ever since Zhao Meng asked for a long vacation to leave Heping Bridge West, he has been recalling the last time Zhao Meng mentioned it in the duty room Song Qiran's name, after Zhao Meng left, Bai Hua called to inquire about his news, and asked Ma Chao to catch him, and Bai Hua was still struggling with the last time he checked the license plate number to find out Song Qiran's identity. All in all, a pair of top numbers, the door of the cabinet that Zhao Meng had been hiding in Heping Bridge for many years finally collapsed with a bang.Finally, there is Zhang Dachun. He already knew about the rehabilitation center, so after seeing the report in the news, he packed his luggage and rushed back without saying a word.

Face to face with this group of people, Zhao Mengsong and Qiran are almost the same size.

Some were startled and yelled, and some were surprised and unacceptable when they saw the two of them standing together, and some lost control of their expressions. Not only did they have a lot of questions to answer, but they also had to bear the scrutiny of everyone sticking to their bodies. Song Qiran laughed angrily at the end.Picking a gap, he seriously asked Zhao Meng if they should take a photo to get married and then simply announce it to the world.

When he asked, he rubbed his temples and leaned on Zhao Meng's shoulder, his tone sounded like he was joking.But Zhao Meng smacked it carefully, his eyes deepened, and he really imagined the scene seriously.

Song Qiran hit him.

"The sentence just now was me talking nonsense in a daze. You mustn't think about it, and you mustn't agree to it." He said seriously.

Zhao Meng blinked.

"why?"

"It's just not allowed." Song Qiran replied, "How can such an important matter be so casual..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt annoyed again.

On weekdays, he is always sure of whatever he does, at least he is a steady and reliable person, but when it comes to Zhao Meng's affairs, he always messes up and is very embarrassed.The first meeting between him and Zhao Meng was a call to the police, but the youthful love of this person was a one-man show, and the second meeting was an unintentional match on gay social software, and even after thinking about it, it was hard to make up his mind The serious confession was completed in a messy rain, and the two people hugged each other in a muddy mess in a simple shed.Thinking about it carefully, before him and Zhao Meng, from the beginning to the present, there has never been a single important moment that was not hasty and rough.

This is the last chance left now, if Zhao Meng had agreed "Okay" on the spot when he blurted out that joke just now, Song Qiran might be mad at himself for the rest of his life.

He made up his mind, this last thing must be done seriously, there must be candlelight dinner, starlight coast, musical roses, at least some romantic scenes that he will never forget in his life, otherwise he will be sorry for what he is doing now. of this profession.

He secretly told Zhao Meng what was in his heart.Zhao Meng reacted for more than a minute, then sank into the sofa and laughed for a long time, unable to get up.

Today is the last day, and tomorrow he has to personally watch Song Qiran walk into the court.In a place where Zhao Meng can't see and can't accompany him, the little guy will have to face those obscure and painful memories again. Originally thinking of this, Zhao Meng's heart was extremely heavy.

But that feeling was diluted by Song Qiran's awkward persistence.

Song Qiran inadvertently reminded him that tomorrow is not the focus of everything.Beyond tomorrow, they still have a long, long future to plan and face.

They have gone through so much to get to where they are today, so they should cherish the life they have and live it seriously.

Zhao Meng's cell phone vibrated.He pushed Song Qiran, urging him to rest as soon as possible to recharge his batteries for the next day's trial, while he took out his phone to check the newly received message.

The news was sent by Zhao Dong.And Zhao Lin.

They didn't know when they opened a wechat group, and the first group chat record was a news report shared by Zhao Lin in the group.

Zhao Dong made a voice.Zhao Meng pressed the receiver of the mobile phone tightly to his ear, and he heard his brother's hesitant but clear voice.

"Brother, I read the news, and so did many of the students around me. Everyone has been talking about this for the past few days. Don't worry, I didn't tell them much about Brother Song, but my classmates support this There are many rights defenders, so I just want to tell you and let Brother Song know that there are many people who hope you can win, and I... I think so too. When the lawsuit is over, no matter what the result is, you and Brother Song... Let's all go back home. My parents and I have discussed it with my second sister, and I will leave it to us for the time being. Don't be angry with us, home is always home, and you will always be my brother. As for sister-in-law. "

He cleared his throat,

"You tell my sister-in-law that my second sister and I pooled our money to install an electric water heater at home."

Zhao Meng smiled.

Song Qiran walked to the door and turned to look at him again, his eyes sparkling.

He didn't ask Zhao Meng who sent the news just now and what he said.Just quietly, watching Zhao Meng come to the side, and opened his arms as if he was ready to accept everything about this person.

"Want to rely on it? Lend it to you." He whispered into Zhao Meng's ear.

Zhao Meng put his arms around his waist and lifted him up.

"I must be dreaming," he said to the person in his arms. "The fortune teller clearly told me that my fate is bad, so why do good things come to me?"

Song Qiran was held in his arms and circled, turning dizzy.He hugged Zhao Meng's neck tightly and laughed for a while, then hummed and sang the song "Flying White Waves".

I want to fly away with you

Flying over the sun, moon, mountains, rivers and sky

fly into your dream fly into your body

flying distance flying century

Fly to the night sky and the stars land on the ground

Even if it turns into a bubble and disappears

only hope you

captivated in sweet dreams