After He Cen's photo was taken, Jian Qingli had no work arrangements for a few days, sleeping at home, watching movies, and harassing Leo every day.

Leo is very busy, most of the time he ignores his free-spirited chat, and only occasionally responds with a few brief sentences.But Jian Qingli is also very happy talking to himself, as long as there is a red dot on the right side of the message, he will feel happy.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, and spring seems to have really come. The peach blossoms in the community are bright and moving; chicks are singing in the morning and evening; in the sky reflected from the corner of the window, there are always a few kites flying.

Even Jian Qingli, who has always been lazy, seemed to be moved by the crisp spring breath, and went for an outing in Cuiye Park in the suburbs with her SLR on her back.Cuiye Park has a large area. In recent years, the farmland has been converted to forests. Three new artificial wetlands have been added to the park, and many flowers have been planted. The scenery is pleasant and the climate is humid, making it a good place for recreation.Every holiday, many citizens will come here to picnic and fish.

Jian Qingli is very familiar with Cuiye Park. He used to live in a nearby community. He spent almost all his childhood in the park. Because there was no entertainment and he was too poor to afford a game console, he had to play fish with the children all day long. Tree.In the past few years, the park has been renovated, and some places have disappeared, but he can still clearly remember many long-standing details.

The camera Jian Qingli brought today is a Sony A7R4. For the sake of lightness, he only brought a fixed-focus lens with a standard focal length, which turned out to be inconvenient to use. Sometimes, in order to find the best composition, he had to keep walking closer and farther away.

After shooting all morning, he felt a little tired, so he went to the gazebo by the lake to rest.This gazebo is very old, the red paint on the pillars has peeled off, and a new layer of bright paint has been roughly painted on, no matter how uneven and mottled it is, just like the old fragrant leaves, Willing to admit defeat, smear a thick powder.

Jian Qingli unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip. He remembered that in this pavilion, Fang Mingzhan looked around worriedly, and he ran over from a distance, with panic, anger, and helplessness on his face, and plunged into the opponent's arms .

On the boulevard leading to the gazebo, a family of three held hands, talking and laughing.In a daze, Jian Qingli really saw a nine-year-old child running on the road in a panic.

More than ten years have passed, and Jian Qingli only has a general impression of what happened that day.He only remembered that Uncle Fang brought Brother Mingzhan to play with him. The two of them were roller skating in Cuiye Park. On the way, Jian Qingli fell and his clothes got wet in the small puddle, so he cried. Go home and change clothes.

Fang Mingzhan tried to stop him. He was two years older and realized the relationship between Ye Xiang and Fang Yulang earlier than Jian Qingli, and out of a maturity and sensitivity beyond his age, he never exposed Jian Qingli in front of his mother Yang Tong. The identity of mother and child.

But Jian Qingli didn't understand at that time, he just got rid of Fang Mingzhan, ran home quickly, and proudly said to Fang Mingzhan that he wanted to show him his airplane model.

He opened the door with the key, and tiptoed into the living room, wanting to see what Uncle Fang and mother were doing, because every time they met, they always used various methods to send themselves away.At that time, Jian Qingli had a good impression of Fang Yulang, because Uncle Fang bought him many toys, helped him pay tuition, and let him go to the same kindergarten and elementary school as brother Mingzhan.

There was no one in the living room, the bedroom door was ajar, and a slightly angry male voice was speaking: "It's been so many years, I really don't know what you're stubborn about, I told you I can't get a divorce, she's talking Yes, I also said that I have depression, who knows if it is true or not! In case something happens, how can I explain to the parents on both sides? Xiangxiang, please understand and understand me... Don’t you understand my feelings for you? Is it? Now that Qingli is getting bigger and bigger, it’s time for him to call me Dad, anyway, he will understand sooner or later. Besides, his last name should be changed back, I know that you married Jian Chenguan to help him Hukou, but Jian Chenguan has long been sacrificed for work, so what's the matter with the child taking an outsider's surname?"

Jian Qingli stood in the living room shivering, his wet clothes froze, and his teeth creaked from the cold.He turned around and ran, slammed the door of the house with a bang, stumbled down the stairs, and somehow left the neighborhood, just ran and ran with tears streaming down his face.

His brain was in chaos, and it was his instinct that drove him back to Cuiye Park.When crossing the road, Jian Qingli was almost knocked down by a car. He got up and continued to run wildly amidst the driver's cursing.

"Qingli!" Fang Mingzhan ran out of the pavilion and waved at him anxiously.

Jian Qingli threw herself into his arms, weeping loudly, cursing Fang Yulang and Ye Xiang incoherently, her little face turned blue because she couldn't breathe.Fang Mingzhan hugged him, patted his back lightly, repeatedly said "don't be afraid", and assured him, "I will always be your brother".

In fact, thinking about it now, this sounded very strange, because if they were really related by blood, Fang Mingzhan would indeed always be his brother.

But Jian Qingli understood what he meant, Fang Mingzhan wanted to say that no matter what entanglements happened between the adults, it would not affect their relationship.

The idea was naive, but they went out of their way to do it.The only change is that Jian Qingli no longer calls Fang Mingzhan his elder brother.When he didn't know that they were related by blood before, he had no problem and shouted affectionately, but after the truth was revealed, he felt a layer of estrangement.

They fought inexplicably for about two weeks, and finally reconciled. Jian Qingli began to call Fang Mingzhan by his first name, and Fang Mingzhan accepted it calmly and took care of him as before.No one mentioned what happened in Cuiye Park that day, and they tried not to ask about each other's family matters.

Of course, Jian Qingli still called her brother later, but they were all forced by Fang Mingzhan on the bed, so it's worth not mentioning it.

That afternoon was extremely long for Jian Qingli. After Fang Yulang and Ye Xiang heard the sound of the door slamming, they hurried out to look for it. When they saw Jian Qingli in the park, Fang Yulang wanted to recognize him with guilt, but Ye Xiang was extremely calm. , let him take Fang Mingzhan back.

She led Jian Qingli home, found him a set of clean clothes to change into, and started cooking dinner as if nothing had happened.Jian Qingli didn't understand, didn't understand, he couldn't figure out why Ye Xiang didn't explain all this, why he could act so calmly.

At the dinner table, Jian Qingli lost her temper, threw chopsticks and bowls, and stared at her through gritted teeth.The nine-year-old child already has a sense of right and wrong. He knows that the relationship between his mother and Fang Yulang is wrong, and it also hurt his "father" who passed away.

"It's fine if you don't eat it." Ye Xiang said.

"How could you do this?" Jian Qingli asked her in a hoarse and immature voice.

But Ye Xiang replied in a wrong way: "If you don't want to recognize it, you can just call him Uncle Fang."

So Jian Qingli kept calling Fang Yulang "Uncle Fang" indifferently, no matter how touching his tearful confession was, how sincere his remorse was, or how helpless he was when he called him a "white-eyed wolf".

But he was not a strong-willed man.If Fang Yulang could do it all over again, if Jian Qingli happened to be by his side when Fang Yulang died, he was not sure whether he would call "Dad" and let this sad and poor old man get what he wanted.

The scenery of Cuiye Park is much better than it was more than ten years ago. Benches for citizens to rest abound, as well as convenience stores and snack stalls.Jian Qingli put away his camera and bought a bunch of marshmallows. Because he was worried that the candy would get on his hair, he tied up his hair with a black rubber band and stuck out his tongue to lick it slowly.

Not far away, a little girl said to the parent with ulterior motives: "Mom, look at that big sister also likes to eat cotton candy, her teeth are not broken! Buy me a bunch!"

Jian Qingli chuckled, turned her head and made a grimace: "It's not the big sister, it's the big brother."

The little girl covered her mouth shyly and giggled.Jian Qingli finished eating marshmallows, drank a glass of orange juice, and was about to head home when he suddenly received a WeChat message from Le Yang, asking him in a cautious and pitiful tone if he could accompany him to buy furniture.

In the past few days, Jian Qingli has received news from Le Yang from time to time. It seems that this guy really has no friends in Cangshi, and he is so lonely.He asked, "Why didn't you find Fang Mingzhan?"

Le Yang said: "My brother has been busy looking at places recently. He wants to set up a pharmaceutical factory. He made arrangements before returning to China, and the permit is about to be approved."

The Wenyue Pharmaceutical Group left behind by Fang Yulang is mainly engaged in drug sales. Now Fang Mingzhan is ambitious and wants to use the existing channels and markets to open up a new field.

"So busy," Jian Qingli thought for a while, and since he had nothing to do anyway, he agreed to Le Yang's request, "Then I'll go with you, where are you? I'll pick you up."

Le Yang is currently working in his own company, but only as a department manager.Jian Qingli thought this arrangement was quite reasonable, but with Le Yang's handsome face, he couldn't calm down the situation at first glance.

He drove the car to a high-end residential area, and Le Yang was waiting at the gate, and when he saw him, he called Brother Jian affectionately, thanking him again and again.

"Don't thank me too early, you haven't been in my car yet, remember to fasten your seat belt."

Jian Qingli's driving skills are not bad, but he is too conscientious. He insists on controlling the car body in the middle of the two solid lines. If there is a slight deviation, he has to turn the steering wheel. He was in a hurry to return to the right position, so the whole car looked like walking a tightrope, swaying.

Le Yang thought his serious expression was adorable, and said with a smile, "Brother Jian, don't be nervous."

Jian Qingli looked puzzled: "I'm not nervous."

Le Yang started chatting with him, asking Jian Qingli's hobbies, where did he go to middle school and university, and when he heard the word "third middle school", he said in surprise, "You and my brother go to the same school?"

He said "my brother", Jian Qingli didn't feel comfortable listening, nodded and said: "Yes, we have known each other since kindergarten, we are childhood sweethearts."

"Really? Then I envy my brother so much."

Jian Qingli asked why, Le Yang smiled, looked at him with burning eyes, and said, "Because I also want to be childhood sweethearts with Brother Jian."

Jian Qingli was still looking ahead, she glanced lightly at Le Yang's face from the corner of her eye, raised the corners of her lips and did not speak.

His expression is proud and reserved, Le Yang sees it and feels his blood boil.He was sure that the body under the cloth wrap must be soft and unrestrained.

"Brother Jian is so handsome, do you have a girlfriend?" Le Yang asked with a smile.Just now Jian Qingli's silence gave him courage, and he started to test further.

"No," Jian Qingli asked, "You have?"

"Me neither," Le Yang joked, "Brother Jian is so outstanding, he must have looked down on ordinary girls."

"Where is it, people look down on me." Jian Qingli turned on the right turn signal, interrupting Le Yang's words, "Here we are."

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