not brilliant

After finishing the last gentle question, Jing Can felt the hand holding her suddenly strengthened.He looked at He Pingyi with some pain, but saw that He Pingyi's expression was very bad at the moment.

Jing Can was a little surprised. After all, He Pingyi's temper has been very good during this period of time. Even if he made He Pingyi angry by driving a go-kart, he never had such a sullen look on his face.

This kind of He Pingyi is a little strange, but...very familiar.

Jing Can closed her eyes, trying to wave away the pictures that started to appear again and again.

In fact, when he recalls what happened that night now, apart from some unspeakable shame, he has no sad or sad emotions. He even almost forgets the appearance of those people, whether it is that dirty The dark and old public toilet, the mottled but stubborn door lock, or the dead corner in the small alley that is easy to be blocked, all have not appeared in his mind for too long.Jing Can has long understood that there will always be people who are inexplicably hostile to him, but because these people are not important to him, he feels that he should not waste his limited energy for them.But seeing He Pingyi's tense, even slightly trembling jaw, he remembered once again that he was so angry and so scared.

He Pingyi suddenly turned his head to one side, and kept nodding fiercely against the air.

"Where did you go to school?" He Pingyi asked, "Where are they?"

Jing Can didn't answer, but leaned closer to He Pingyi, pulled his arm, and asked obediently, "Are you angry?"

He Pingyi suppressed the emotions in his heart, looked at him as calmly as possible and said, "Yes, this kind of person needs to be beaten up."

"No," Jing Can shook her head, "That was a long time ago, and I haven't seen them for a long time. Besides, I actually fought back."

Speaking of this, Jing Can suddenly pouted.When He Pingyi looked at that expression, he knew that although he had fought back, he had never fought back.

"But there were so many of them, and they were all taller and stronger than me. They couldn't beat me. I was beaten badly that day, and when I crawled out of the toilet, I scratched my leg. It looked a little scary at the time. ..."

leg……

He Pingyi suddenly thought of the somewhat scary scar on Jingcan's thigh, and he shuddered in his heart, and asked, "That's when you got the injury on your leg."

Jing Can didn't expect that He Pingyi would bump into him changing his pajama pants, and He Pingyi even noticed the scar on his leg.

"Well... I remember that I bled a lot that day, and I didn't dare to go home. I was afraid that my mother would cry when I went back, so I wanted to wait for the hospital to open and go to the hospital for treatment before going home. But unexpectedly, I ran into them again."

"And then?" He Ping asked anxiously.

"They surrounded me again. I wanted to call the police, but..."

When Jing Can said this, she suddenly stopped and closed her eyes, as if recalling something.After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and said, "But before that, it seemed that someone repelled those people and saved me."

"It's okay, it's okay." He Pingyi heaved a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the words were not quite right, "But, why do you say it seems like?"

This statement made He Pingyi a little confused.

Jing Can was silent for a while, and then said: "Because...it's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

I don't know if He Pingyi is too sensitive, but he always felt that Jing Can was calm when he told about this bad memory just now. The experience was completely relieved, but when it was about being rescued, Jing Can's emotions suddenly dropped.Since then, Jing Can's brows have been raised unconsciously, and in He Pingyi's view, it is a trace of faint pain.

"Okay," He Ping thought that this memory affected Jing Can's mood, so he rubbed his head and said, "For birthday, don't talk about these bad things, and I will help you when you meet them later. You beat me back. Make a wish first, and the candle will burn out."

The candle has indeed burned a large part, and the 17 of 7 has been pitted in a miserable piece.

"En." Jing Can nodded, exhaled heavily, then closed her hands and eyes.

Jing Can made this wish for a long time, so long that He Pingyi felt that Jing Can, illuminated by the candlelight, had become somewhat blurred.I don't know how much this is talking about.

"I'm done."

The candle was blown out, and the moment it went dark, He Pingyi suddenly leaned over to Jing Can, and said to him from a very close distance, "Jing Can, happy birthday."

Just a happy birthday, just an ordinary happy birthday.But the breath exhaled from those smiling lips seemed to contain the wind and fire of the prairie fire.

Jing Can has never thought that her name is so nice, and she has never discovered that the four words "Happy Birthday" are like love words, which make people itch.

In fact, Jing Can has no friends since she was a child.The scene that I remember most in my childhood is that he was standing in front of the window, watching the children running around downstairs.Laughter and screams broke through the sky, but there was perpetual silence in his room.At that time, he was used to this kind of life. After all, studying and doing problems are not so boring, and the world of mathematics is also very interesting.Therefore, even the emotion called "envy" came long after I grew up and recalled my childhood.He has been alone for so long that everyone around him thinks that Jing Can doesn't like to be lively and doesn't like to play with others. Jing Can has always been alone. Going to eat, Jing Can prefers to stay by herself...

Only Jing Can knew it, but it wasn't true at all.

The burnt candle left the soft cake, but the dense cream was still attached to it, reluctant to part.

The cream cake was very delicious, although Jing Can didn't like sweets that much, but she only liked eating birthday cakes, not to mention that He Pingyi made this cake by herself.After eating the cake on the plate, he set the fork flat and gently scraped the cream off the paper plate.

The last bit of cream was also piled on the fork, Jing Can looked at the soft white, and suddenly understood why his heart beat faster because of He Pingyi's eyes.

Since he was a child, his teachers said that he was talented and intelligent, and he understood everything quickly.At this moment too.

It was this bit of white cream that he didn't want to waste that made him realize that the gift he gave him at the age of 17 was not just a birthday gift from He Pingyi.

He loves this birthday, the cake with his favorite AE86 painted on it, the place to eat the cake, the feeling of being wrapped in a blanket and warming up on a winter night, and...

Holding a small fork, Jing Can turned her head to look at He Pingyi.

She also likes He Pingyi who sits beside him and celebrates his birthday.

This is a fact he should have realized earlier.