I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming didn't understand the meaning of Su Qicheng's words that night. He didn't have much feeling other than harsh and heart-piercing.

Su Jingming thought that he no longer cared what Su Qicheng thought of him.

Thinking about it now, it was just what I thought.

He admitted that Su Qicheng had a great impact on him that night.When I go back to school or in the dormitory, my mind will always think back to that night.

Su Qicheng's white hair on the sideburns and his suppressed crying.

It was a scene that Su Jingming would never forget in his life. Even in his dreams, there would be Su Qicheng sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking strong wine and smoking a cigarette by himself, silently moaning and the corners of his eyes were red.

Did Su Qicheng really regret it?

Su Jingming couldn't believe it, nor was he willing to believe it.

It's so difficult, nothing is more difficult than this.

Su Jingming seldom had his hands and feet bound like this, as if he was being pulled by a rope, preventing him from moving forward or backward.Staying in place was torture like ants devouring the heart.

Incomprehensible.

"Little hero?" Wen Yan called out to him.

When Su Jingming came back to his senses, he realized that he had been in a daze for a long time.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Yan saw that he was out of his mind. It had been several days since Su Jingming came back from Su's house, and his mental state had been declining. This was not a good thing for him.

Wen Yan never asked too much about the Su family, and Su Jingming never mentioned it in front of Wen Yan.

Su Jingming subconsciously looked into Wen Yan's eyes, he pursed his lips, "I was thinking..."

Hesitant to say something, don't know where to start.

The eyes of the two always meet inadvertently, whenever they see the twinkling stars in each other's eyes.

It seems that everything is not so embarrassing.

Su Jingming took a few deep breaths, he wanted to ask Wen Yan if he would choose to forgive Su Qicheng.

"Wen Yan." Su Jingming said: "If it was your father who did something too much to you, and now he repents, will you forgive him?"

After hearing this, Wen Yan thought about it seriously, without leaving Su Jingming's eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said, "... yes."

This answer was expected by Su Jingming. It is difficult for a person with Wen Yan's personality to refuse a person's confession.

"It's just my personal opinion, if it was you." Wen Yan smiled, "You are different from others, my opinion is not your final decision, but I will support any decision you make. So you don't need to hesitate and think about it, Just follow the thoughts in your heart and go forward, I will always be behind you."

Su Jingming almost forgot to breathe after hearing these words.He clenched the hands hanging on his lap tightly, as if a warm current poured into his heart, flowing all the way to the deepest part of his heart.

In the next moment, Su Jingming seemed to have made a huge decision.

He picked up the coat on the chair and was about to go out, Wen Yan grabbed him quickly.

"where to."

"go home."

Wen Yan's fingertips were cold, and his thumb slowly rubbed against the skin on Su Jingming's wrist. He raised his eyes to look at him: "I'm with you."

This time, Su Jingming walked towards home full of hope.

The 17-year-old boy is full of youthful spirit. With this age, he is full of vigor and vitality, stepping on the scorching sun, full of hope for the future, and full of expectations for the present.

Walking through the familiar long alleys, listening to the yelling of vendors.

Su Jingming became a little interested, and pointed Wen Yan to the stand next to him selling cotton candy, "The boss has been selling cotton candy for many years, and it tastes better than others."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, ready to buy a cotton candy for Su Jingming.

Su Jingming pulled him: "Don't buy it, I don't like sweets very much now."

"why?"

"Because... I ate too much when I was a child, and my mouth was full of tooth decay." Su Jingming frowned, as if recalling the experience of going to the dentist.

Wen Yan thought about it, the scene where Su Jingming was holding Ultraman in one hand and cotton candy in the other when he was a child.

Should be a very good boy.

"Did you still mutter about becoming Tiga at that time?"

Su Jingming raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "...um."

Wen Yan smiled, his brows and eyes softened, and he went to buy a bunch of cotton candy for Su Jingming.

Su Jingming watched him walking towards him holding the marshmallow, with gentle eyes, Wen Yan handed the marshmallow to him: "After eating today, remember to brush your teeth obediently."

Su Jingming squinted his eyes at the marshmallow for a while, then pursed the corners of his mouth, "Brother, are you bunny marshmallow coaxing children?"

Wen Yan was made to breathe heavily by his elder brother's voice.

His gaze suddenly became full of desire, "Well, it's just for coaxing children." He paused, and lowered his voice, "Why don't you brush your teeth for me tonight?"

Based on Su Jingming's understanding of Wen Yan during this period of time, he felt that brushing his teeth must not be such a simple matter.

He simply didn't reply Wen Yan, and took a bite of the ear of the rabbit's cotton candy.

"It's not necessary!"

While eating marshmallows, Su Jingming said to Wen Yan, "The boss over there has sold martial arts cheats for many years."

He raised his chin, indicating the mountains of books on the ground.

"What are the Nine Yangs Divine Art, Nine Yins Manual, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms..."

Wen Yan frowned, "Have you bought it?"

"How could it be possible to buy it?" Su Jingming said seriously, "I'm an Ultraman, so I don't need these bells and whistles."

Wen Yan thought about it, yes, Su Jingming admired Dijia since he was a child, so he should not be interested in martial arts.

"The main thing was that I bought a book of sunflowers back then, but I didn't master anything, so it received a bad review."

"..."

Su Jingming walked Wen Yan through every long alley, which was obviously the most vague place in his memory, but it became clear at this moment.

He gradually relaxed himself, smiled and told Wen Yan the stories that happened on every street corner, leaving traces of his life.

It was also at this time that Wen Yan felt it clearly.

This is the real Su Jingming, who can laugh and miss the past.

At this moment, his face was no longer indifferent, as if he had truly merged into flesh and blood.

The two walked around every corner of the long alley, and truly felt the fireworks in this world.

Su Jingming's whole body became more and more relaxed, and even his eyebrows and eyes had gentle arcs.

They stood facing each other at the bottom of the residential building, and both of them had dense sweat on their foreheads.

Wen Yan took out a pack of wet tissues from his pocket, and blatantly wiped the sweat off his forehead. He said, "Go, I'll wait for you downstairs, and then we'll go back to school together."

"Yeah." Su Jingming pulled Wen Yan's finger backhand, and his throat rolled up and down several times, "Thank you."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows, "There are many ways to thank me, it's not too late for you to thank me later."

Su Jingming narrowed his eyes, and let go of Wen Yan's fingers.

He turned around and took a few deep breaths, just about to lift his feet and walk inside.

Wen Yan called him to stop: "Little hero."

Su Jingming turned around: "Huh?"

"You are the light." Wen Yan said, "So don't be afraid."

With Wen Yan's words, Su Jingming mustered up his courage, he just wanted to take that step.

Suddenly a figure flashed in front of my eyes, followed by a loud voice, "Bang——"

Su Jingming looked down slowly, and the crowd around him suddenly screamed.

"Someone jumped off the building—"

"Is he dead!!!"

"Quick call 120!!!!"

"Someone jumped off the building!!!"

"Isn't that the one from the Su family!!!"

"Isn't his son in front of me?!!!"

Su Jingming took a breath, and Su Qicheng's whole body was limp on the ground, his eyes were wide open, scarlet liquid flowed out from the corners of his mouth and nasal cavity.Su Jingming suddenly felt a strong smell of blood filling the tip of his nose, his whole body was stiff and at a loss, the blood under his feet became more and more bloody, staining the soles of his feet and his eyes red.

That night, Su Qicheng said, "It's my fault that you became like this."

Su Jingming suddenly understood, it turned out to be like this, and Su Qicheng's atonement turned out to be like this.

Suddenly, a pair of well-knit hands covered his eyes from behind, and shouted in his ear: "Little hero, little hero..."

Su Jingming couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, his eyes looked blankly at the darkness in front of him.

The world seemed to pause at this moment.

Only Su Qicheng was left in front of him.

He stood where he was, and Su Qicheng was lying there.

The distance between them suddenly became farther and farther, so far that he could not see Su Qicheng's body, but the blood under his feet became more and more vivid, and there was a huge red line between them.

That is the red thread connected with blood.

"It was my fault."

Su Qicheng's words echoed in his ears.

His mistake, he put his life to end his mistake.

Su Jingming's stiff body suddenly trembled violently, Wen Yan frowned and stabilized Su Jingming's body, "Su Jingming!"

He can't hear.

Su Jingming wanted to break free from the hands covering his eyes, but suddenly found that he had no strength at all.He leaned against the man limply.

His entire body was trembling uncontrollably, and even his heart was beating wildly.

He was breathing deeply, but no oxygen was poured into his chest cavity.

It was so boring that he wanted to die.

"Su Jingming, it's all your fucking fault..."

"If it's not for the sake of your son."

"I've already killed you..."

"I hope your future will be bright and bright."

"Now Dad doesn't know, whether you like it or not..."

"That's fine, that's fine."

"Dad was really wrong..."

Su Jingming sank into the darkness, he could only hear what Su Qicheng had said to him.

The blood under his feet formed a river, a chasm that he could never cross in his entire life.He stood there, he could no longer see the people behind him clearly, and he couldn't perceive the surrounding environment on his body.

He is like a person who has lost his five senses, silently trapped in Liangcheng in May.

There are exactly 30 days left until his birthday.

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