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Xin Wan stood there motionless, as if her feet were covered with glue, her legs were poured with lead water, and she couldn't move.

The two people behind him had already gone out, but the door was not closed. He saw Song Heng beckoning to him, his expression was normal, he didn't seem to notice that he was eavesdropping, he just said: "Come here."

Xin Wan didn't dare to look at Zhong Yu's face, but she probably wouldn't be too happy if she was bumped into something like this, so she felt guilty and walked over with her head down as if she had done something wrong.Song Heng and Zhong Yu spoke a few more words, tacitly avoiding that topic.

After seeing Zhong Yu off, Song Heng asked, "Are you full?"

"Ah," Xin Wan raised her head, her head was confused, and said inexplicably, "I'm hungry."

The weather forecast says that it will rain heavily tomorrow, and the wind will be a bit strong tonight. The sky is not black but orange.Song Heng took him to buy rice rolls from a nearby store. While waiting, Xin Wan folded the letter and hid it in his jacket pocket, but did not give it to him.

The white and translucent rice rolls are wrapped in meat, poured with smooth juice, and the aroma can be smelled even when the plastic cover is put on it.Xin Wan carried the box of rice rolls and got into the car behind Song Heng, without any appetite.

As soon as the car door was closed, all the hustle and bustle outside was isolated, and the silence became more and more abrupt.

Song Heng didn't intend to talk to him, Xin Wan couldn't help but said, "Don't you ask me why I came to you?"

When the car drove out of the parking lot, Song Heng said kindly: "Ah, then why did you come to me?"

Very perfunctory response, loose.Xin Wan squeezed the envelope tightly with her hand in her pocket, lowered her eyes and shook her head: "It's nothing." He turned his head to look into Song Heng's eyes, "I wanted to come to see you, so I came."

"If you want to come, you will come..." Song Heng repeated what he said, and suddenly laughed, "You always seem to be like this, you can do whatever you want. In the hospital, you go downstairs barefoot to watch the dog, jump over the wall come down..."

Xin Wan recalled the day in the hospital.

He came down barefoot, indeed because he was in a hurry, but not to watch the dog.

This sentence is very strange, it just popped into my mind suddenly, but it is not suitable to say it. Xin Wan played with her fingers and said "um" in a low voice. After a while, she finally said: "She is very beautiful, why are you ..."

Song Heng was stunned for a moment before realizing who "she" was, and he said, "Do you like her?"

"No!" Xin Wan hurriedly denied, feeling that his lips and tongue were not in control, and his thoughts and words were always completely different, so he simply shut up, "Forget it, just treat me as dumb."

It was so silent all the way to Shuyueli, the car turned off, Xin Wan was about to open the door to get out of the car, but found that the door was locked, Song Heng's voice sounded softly: "Is that letter for me?"

Xin Wan was at a loss: "What?"

"You came to me to give me this letter," Song Heng looked sideways at him, "Is that so?"

Xin Wan felt that she was transparent and had nowhere to hide, and her cramped expression was her acquiescence.Suddenly there was a shadow in front of her eyes, and Song Heng moved closer. Xin Wan's head went blank, her body was stiff. Hearing the rustling, she watched Song Heng pull out the letter with her fingers.

The envelope was wrinkled, and the words written on it were strokes—to my cousin.

Song Heng lowered his eyes, but he just smoothed out the creases of the letter, and did not open it face to face, "You heard what I said to her."

Xin Wan's heart beat suddenly quickened, she clenched her hands unconsciously, and stuttered: "Listen, what did you hear?"

The air conditioner stopped in the car, making people breathless for no reason, Song Heng said: "I heard...'If I like girls'." He chuckled softly, "You are quite smart, you should understand the meaning."

Xin Wan's lips moved, and Song Heng's words cut off his thoughts: "I'm gay."

He opened his eyes slightly, not knowing why Song Heng said this.But as soon as the word "homosexuality" came to mind, it brought an uncontrollable fear, almost an instinctive reaction, and even Xin Wan felt a strong resistance to Song Heng, trembling slightly, eager to leave.

"Feel sick?" Song Heng asked.

Xin Wan wanted to shake her head.

The car door lock opened with a "click", and Song Heng's voice was calm, as if he was driving him away: "Get out of the car."

Xin Wan has the fingerprint code of the door lock, so there is no need for him to open the door.Seeing his thin figure standing in the night, Song Heng hesitated for a while before leaving.

After Xin Wan left, Song Heng didn't move for a while.

He suddenly thought that he was not gay before, but it was Xin Wan's enthusiasm that made him go against the norm.

The letter was under the moonlight, and the shadows were gathered in the folds. He opened the letter. The paper was white, 400-word manuscript paper commonly found in stores, with red grids.

His handwriting is very delicate, like a man.

It says--

To cousin:

I'm sorry, I did something wrong, I know you're doing it for my own good, I shouldn't lose my temper with you casually, I will be obedient in the future (ps: but I'm really not sick).Thank you for always taking care of me, I bow to you.

Below is the signature, which solemnly wrote "Xin Wan".

Song Heng stared at the words, unconsciously rubbing the slightly concave marks on the paper with his fingertips.He has received many letters with this kind of handwriting, and the final signatures are all "Xin Wan".It seems to be autumn, or winter?Forget about it, Song Heng rarely made a request to him, and said aggrievedly, "Xin Wan, you never wrote me a love letter".

So those love letters passed through several years in pieces, stacked one after another, and each letter will be dated.He wrote "I love you", wrote "I miss you so much", and wrote "Forever".

At the end of each love letter, I will write "I hope tomorrow will be sunny, and I hope to see you tomorrow".

Very cute style, but with a youthful romance.

He still keeps those love letters to this day, but he has never opened them again, and they may have turned yellow.

And the phrase "I hope tomorrow will be sunny, I hope to see you tomorrow" will always stop on August [-]rd three years ago.

There was a torrential rain in mid-August, which lasted for two or three days without stopping.Looking down from the sixteenth floor, the accumulated rain on the ground glistened, and the street lights shone on it, like dozens of moons.

Because of the rain, Song Heng stayed at home longer than before, but he was still as lukewarm as before, and he was not allowed to take medicine.Xin Wan seldom disturbed him, it was difficult for him to discern what he was thinking now, ever since Song Heng said that he was gay, he had resisted from the bottom of his heart to get close to Song Heng, but when Song Heng appeared in front of him, he still wanted to hug her Ball to see him.

Very contradictory strange thoughts.

It's hard not to feel alone at times like these.Xin Wan began to miss grandma frequently—since his grandpa passed away, he and his grandma lived together and rarely separated.But his grandma is a naughty boy, and she often dances in the square for the purpose of looking for "next spring".

Song Heng only said that his grandma was still receiving treatment and needed rest, so Xin Wan could only bear it and not bother her.

The only happy dog ​​in the family is Qiuqiu. He eats high-quality dog ​​food every day, and his right hind leg limp does not affect his ability to run faster than other dogs. Almost sent Xin Wan away from this beautiful world.

In September, the sixth middle school officially started.

The school uniform was blue and white, had been washed in advance, and had a pleasant smell of washing powder.Xin Wan had some thoughts in her heart, wanting Song Heng to see him in school uniform.

But on September [-]st, Song Heng didn't come to see him off, but asked Mao Nian to send him to report. Before getting off the car, Mao Nian gave him a watch, saying that it was Song Heng's gift for the beginning of school, and asked him to Wear it on your left hand.

Xin Wan was stunned for a moment, and took the watch—a very youthful watch, very valuable.It took him a while to put on the watch. The wide strap covered the two hideous scars.

He remembered very clearly that there was no rain that day, the weather was bright and sunny, the clouds were extremely white and bright, and everything was perfect, but there was an unexplained regret in his heart.

The author says:

givemesomeseastars(?)!!pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee (Good Jill's bad English, ah! (Hahaha I know that starfish is not seastar, but this is more intuitive!)