He has a very low sense of existence in other people's children

Jiang Ge noticed that the person in his arms was motionless, seemed to be frightened, yawned, and lazily rested his forehead on Fang Qiu's shoulder, "I'm so sleepy."

Fang Qiu froze, stretched out his hand to push Jiang Ge's head off his shoulder, frowned and said, "Why are you on my bed?"

Following Fang Qiu's strength, Jiang Ge threw his head back, fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and said, "I'm too sleepy, I went to the wrong bed."

After saying this, he pulled Fang Qiu's clothes back, and teased, "Why don't you just sleep with me tonight."

"No, it's too crowded." Fang Qiu denied Jiang Ge's idea, and turned his body on the bed to Jiang Ge's side.

Hearing Fang Qiu's answer, Jiang Ge half opened his eyes and stared at Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu felt uncomfortable when Jiang Ge looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ge smiled, closed his eyes again, "It's nothing."

I'm just glad that your attitude towards me has changed. If you were the one you were some time ago, you would have rejected me immediately.

Although the light in the dormitory was turned off, the light from Feng Tao's desk lamp below allowed Fang Qiu to see Jiang Ge's face clearly.

Seeing Jiang Ge close his eyes again, he called out viciously, "Jiang Ge."

Jiang Ge raised his eyelids and glanced at Fang Qiu lightly, propping up the bed with one hand, rubbing his head with the other, and sat up from Fang Qiu's bed.

"What's the matter, my dear fiancé?"

"Hurry up and get out of my bed and back to your own bed." Fang Qiu said.

"That's right." Jiang Ge responded, and slowly returned to his own bed from Fang Qiu's bed.

Fang Qiu looked at Jiang Ge, watched him climb onto his bed, lay down on his stomach, and then stopped moving.

He couldn't help asking in his heart, is it that sleepy?

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu also lay down on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover himself, and closed his eyes.

Jiang Ge turned over on the opposite bed, and habitually put his left hand on his right hand, but found nothing, his body froze, and he didn't know what to think of, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he continued to sleep.

……

Not long after the school bell rang at night, the kid with round eyes rushed into the canteen with his schoolbag on his back. After a while, the kid with round eyes seemed to have bought something that satisfied him, and he came out of the canteen step by step. Jumping and walking in the direction of home.

He walked to the door of the house, but he didn't ring the doorbell of his own house. Instead, with a smiling face, he rang the doorbell of the neighbor's house on the left.

The door was quickly opened by the little master of the house. It was a young man who opened the door. When the young man saw the round-eyed boy at the door, his eyes were filled with joy instantly.

"Fang Qiu, you are here."

The round-eyed boy, who was Fang Qiu in his youth, nodded, and sneaked into the boy's house with his schoolbag on his back.

The young man frowned happily, closed the door with his backhand, and followed Fang Qiu to the house.

Fang Qiu flung the schoolbag on the sofa as if he was at home, and the schoolbag lay crookedly on the sofa like that.

Seeing this, the young man came over and stretched out his hand to straighten the schoolbag, then touched Fang Qiu's little furry head, "What do you want to drink?"

"Milk." Fang Qiu looked for the TV remote control on the sofa and said without looking back.

The boy turned around and went to the refrigerator.

When the boy came back with hot milk, Fang Qiu was watching cartoons on TV with great interest.

"Have you finished your homework?" The boy put the milk on the tea table in front of Fang Qiu, "Drink the milk before continuing to read."

The boy Fang Qiu stared at the TV, drank the milk in one gulp, and then replied to the boy, "Not yet.

The young man took Fang Qiu's drinking cup away, washed it and put it on the cup holder, then returned to the living room and sat beside Fang Qiu, "Come to my house now, do you want me to help you write?"

Fang Qiu struggled to look away from the TV, and looked at the boy, "No, I'll write it myself when I get home."

"That's right." He seemed to remember something, turned around and found his schoolbag from the sofa, hugged it to his chest, and rummaged through it.

The teenager stared at him, and then saw him pull out a bracelet from his schoolbag.

"found it."

Fang Qiu looked at the thing in his hand happily, then glanced at the young man beside him, and stretched out his hand to hand the bracelet to the young man.

"Give it to you."

"Give it to me?" The boy stared at the bracelet in front of him, which was made up of white beads, with a little yellow duck in the middle, and asked in doubt.

"Yeah." Fang Qiu said firmly, and then put the bracelet into the boy's hand.

"Why did you suddenly give me a bracelet?" The boy narrowed his happy eyes and put the bracelet on his hand.

"A token of love." Fang Qiu threw his schoolbag on the sofa, turned his head and continued watching TV.

When the young man heard this, his pretty face was blushing, and his eyes were shy, "Then do you know what token of love means?"

"I know." Fang Qiu puffed out his chest firmly, "The girl in my class told me that it is the first gift for a future wife, I know."

"Didn't I always say that I want to marry you, so I must give you the token of love."

"I married you." The boy corrected helplessly, the blush on his face had subsided, only the earlobes were still red.

"It's all the same, anyway, we'll all live in the same house in the future." Fang Qiu waved his hand, he felt that it didn't make any difference whoever married.

After he waved his hand, the words that the girls in his class told him appeared in his mind, and his expression instantly became serious.

Fang Qiu held the boy's hand with sincere eyes, "Jiang Ge, the tokens of love are here, you must marry me in the future."

Jiang Ge, who was in his youth, held Fang Qiu's hand instead, took his hand and stroked his face, and replied firmly, "Okay."

The screen turns.

Young Fang Qiu stood in front of Jiang Ge's house again and rang his doorbell. The doorbell rang three times, but the door didn't open once.

Fang Qiu was already a little angry, just when he pressed the button for the fourth time, the door of his own house opened.

Mother Fang heard the bell ringing outside the door and thought it belonged to her own house, but when she opened the door, she found her silly son standing in front of the neighbor's door, ready to ring the bell again: "Son, what are you doing, why don't you go home? "

Fang Qiu frowned and looked at Fang's mother, "Mom, why hasn't Jiang Ge opened the door for me yet?"

"Oops." After being reminded by Fang Qiu, Fang's mother remembered that she forgot to tell her son, "Mom forgot to tell you, Jiang Ge and his family moved out in the morning."

When Fang Qiu heard the news, it was as if a thunderbolt struck his head, and he was stunned.

Fang's mother saw that she was standing there without moving, so she called Fang Qiu a few times, and just as she was about to pull Fang Qiu back, Fang Qiu moved, and he turned around and walked out.

"What's wrong with this child." Fang's mother was puzzled, but she didn't chase after him.

Fang Qiu walked down the road with a depressed face, thinking about why Jiang Ge left without saying goodbye, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became.

He tripped over a stone under his feet, stopped angrily, stretched out his foot and kicked the stone forward, and followed the flight path of the stone with his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Qiu was grabbed by the arm from behind.

He turned his head and looked back, and Fang's mother was sweating profusely, "Son, come with Mom quickly. Your father suffered a heart attack and went to the hospital."

Fang Qiu in his sleep opened his eyes, and the dream was suddenly cut off from here.

"Fuck, what Jiang Ge said is actually true." Fang Qiu's eyes straightened.Those things in the dream are all his previous memories.

He felt a little tightness under the pillow at the back of his neck, and touched the place where he felt the tightness with his hand, and the old version of the bracelet that he had just seen in his dream suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Jiang Ge, it's not easy to keep this bracelet for ten years without breaking it." Fang Qiu thought, and couldn't help rubbing his fingers on the little yellow duck. A more monstrous face.

"Why did he drop his bracelet on my bed? Forget it, return it to him later."

Fang Qiu put the bracelet on his hand, turned over and got out of bed to wash up.

Hearing the movement, Feng Tao poked his head out from the bed, and asked in a daze, "What time is it?"

Just as Fang Qiu stood on the ground, he heard Feng Tao's voice, and glanced at the time on the phone on the table, "Ten o'clock."

"Oh, then I'll sleep again." Feng Tao turned around and lay down again.

"Okay, I'll bring you one after dinner." Fang Qiu said while putting on his shoes.

"Hmm..." Feng Tao responded to Fang Qiu in his sleep.

Fang Qiu smiled and went to wash up.

After washing, he dried his face, stood in front of the table and wiped off the water from the bracelet on his hand with a paper towel.

Suddenly, a bad premonition emerged in his heart, and the bracelet that was still being wiped in his hand was suddenly broken from it, and white beads and little yellow ducks were scattered all over the ground.

The crisp sound of the plastic beads falling on the ground made Fang Qiu feel even worse. He quickly suppressed the feeling in his heart and bent down to pick up the beads one by one.

The last bead fell right in front of his desk, and he bent down to pick it up, thinking about how he would explain it to Jiang Ge later, when he caught sight of the calendar on the desk.

Fang Qiu remembered that there was a time when he was so busy that he fell asleep when he returned to the dormitory. He had no time to care about it. It seemed like a week in total.

He put the beads and the little yellow duck on the table, picked up a pen from the table, pulled off the cap, and began to draw back one by one according to the days he had forgotten.

The calendar quickly turned over, revealing the side that he specially circled the days with a red marker.

One stroke after another, the crossed out day stopped just the day before the red day circled.

Fortunately, it is tomorrow.Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

wrong.Fang Qiu raised his breath of relief again.

He glanced at today's date on his phone, and he became nervous. He picked up the pen and crossed out the day marked in red circle, that is, today.

Fang Qiu nervously picked up the phone and dialed a call to Fang's mother.

As a result, he made three phone calls in a row, but no one answered.

He clenched his phone tightly, feeling bad, and quickly walked out of the dormitory, while continuing to call Fang's mother.

On the fifth call, it was finally connected there.

The stone hanging in Fang Qiu's heart fell a little.

"Hi, Mom," he called over to the phone.

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Liang Ling's son? Your mother just got into a car accident and entered the operating room. Please come as soon as possible." The doctor's voice came from the phone.

Fang Qiu's face turned pale.