not brilliant

Jing Can stayed at He Pingyi's house for two days, and didn't see He Pingyi doing his homework, thinking that he had already finished his holiday homework.That day, he was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and when he saw someone in the class group mentioning homework, he asked He Pingyi if he had finished his homework.As a result, He Pingyi, an old man with a winter popsicle in his mouth, said vaguely: "I didn't write much."

Jing Can immediately transformed into the role of tutor.He threw away his cell phone and jumped up from the bed: "I didn't write much? School starts the day after tomorrow."

He Pingyi replied with "Mmmm" twice: "Start writing right away."

Jing Can sat there without speaking, He Pingyi glanced up, and seeing Teacher Jing Can's frowning, he quickly threw the phone away.

"Okay, okay," He Pingyi walked towards the desk, "write now. Hey, have you finished writing?"

"Of course I finished." Jing Can glanced at him, "I always finish my homework first when I'm on vacation."

so fresh.He Pingyi has never met such a fairy classmate.

"Tsk, it's a pity," He Pingyi said regretfully, "If you study physics, I can just copy your homework."

"Hey!"

"Kidding."

Jing Can glared at him: "Study hard."

Look, look at this fierce look, He Pingyi thought that this is not the look when you said "You are so kind" to me with a New Year's gift.

At this time, He Pingyi, who was sitting at the desk, was thinking about whether homework was a disaster in his study life, or Jing Can was a disaster in his study life.After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't understand it. After several years, he finally didn't have to face such things as homework, and he suddenly figured it out.

Homework is the catastrophe of his study life, and Jing Can is the catastrophe of his life.

For the former, he wished to hide far away, but for the latter, he was destined not to be able to hide, and never wanted to.

"Alright, well, study hard, but there is a big company going to set off fireworks on Cambridge Avenue tonight. I heard that it is a big deal, and it will last for 20 minutes. Do you want to watch it?"

"Fireworks?" Jing Can said immediately, "Look!"

The trick succeeded, and before He Pingyi had time to clap his hands in his heart a few times, he heard Jing Can change the subject.

"But don't delay your studies. You can see it from the roof of my house on Cambridge Avenue. You can go to my house to do your homework."

So, things didn't develop as He Pingyi expected, and after dinner, he was dragged to his house by Jing Can.Jing Can's service was very considerate, water and milk were all prepared for He Pingyi, and she was worried that He Pingyi would be hungry, so she went to a nearby convenience store to buy some snacks and fruits.

With such good intentions, He Pingyi had no reason to go any further, so he honestly wrote his homework for more than an hour, with very high efficiency.When it was almost time, Jing Can lay on the sofa, stretched her legs and called him like a small alarm clock: "He Pingyi, it's seven fifty!"

The fireworks show started on time, and the viewing angle on the roof was good, but the corner of a building still slightly blocked some lower fireworks.Jing Can and He Pingyi sat on the orange sofa for a while, then got up at the same time, and leaned over the railing to watch.

Jing Can stretched out her two arms straight out of the railing, supporting her body with her armpits.Seeing his zombie-like posture, He Pingyi laughed at him: "What are you doing?"

Jing Can said, "Hang it up for a while to dry."

He Pingyi smiled and squeezed his neck: "Stupid."

A few silver fireworks rushed into the sky, like a large number of stars sprinkled in the darkness.

"Wow, it's so beautiful." Looking into the distance, Jing Can sighed, "It feels like I haven't seen such a big fireworks show in many years."

"Well," He Pingyi looked at the fireworks, and then at the person hanging on the railing next to him, "Suddenly, I feel a little bit like Chinese New Year."

These words, Jing Can pondered that the taste was not quite right.He turned his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

Although Jing Zaixing doesn't like to make any festival grand, Song Yinan is a person who pays great attention to the sense of ceremony.So, even if the whole family won't watch the Spring Festival Gala together, and there won't be any extra entertainment, Song Yinan will still cook a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner every year, and ask the whole family to toast together to celebrate the New Year.But seeing He Pingyi's parents today and feeling their enthusiasm and kindness, Jing Can really doesn't think they are the ones who won't spend the New Year well.

Thinking of this, Jing Can suddenly remembered a point that he had overlooked.He Pingyi's house did not have blessing characters or Spring Festival couplets pasted on it, and there were no special New Year's decorations in the house.

"Because..." He Pingyi paused, looked at the prosperous fireworks in the distance, and smiled, "It's just right, and I will explain the psychology book to you by the way. When we were in the trap, let me tell you, when I was young, I Always hanging out with my brother, remember?"

Jing Can nodded.

"Well, my dear brother."

Jing Can was stunned.He did remember that day when He Pingyi said that he always went out to play with his brother when he was a child, but during the two days he stayed at He Pingyi's house, he didn't see any trace of "brother", so he took it for granted that the brother He Pingyi mentioned It's cousin, cousin or something.

He had some bad premonition in his heart, he didn't even watch the fireworks, straightened up, and stared at He Pingyi's face blankly.

"When we were young, we had a very good relationship. He was very smart, and he was good at everything. He taught me basketball. When I was young, I asked him about homework that I didn't know. He would buy me everything I liked. Others I don’t want to take my younger brother and sister with me when I go out to play, he’s not.” Thinking of those things that seemed so long ago, He Pingyi still couldn’t help laughing, and after laughing, the expression on his face dimmed until the smile completely dissipated .

"Your brother..."

The fireworks in the distance appeared and disappeared, crossed the space, and transformed into interlaced lights and shadows, which were drawn on He Pingyi's face.Jing Can had never seen such a frustrated and downcast expression on He Pingyi's face, but seeing it now, even her heart ached.

He buckled the railing uneasily, annoyed that he shouldn't have asked such a question, and brought back such sad memories as He Pingyi.

"died."

As if repeating and confirming, He Pingyi said softly: "Three years ago, he chose to leave us forever."

Choose to leave forever.

Jing Can quickly understood what this meant.He originally thought it would be due to accidents, illnesses and other reasons, but he didn't expect that the reality was even crueler than he thought.His breathing became stagnant, and his nerves became tense.

"May I ask... why?" After hesitating, Jing Can asked cautiously.

"Depression. But I don't even know, when he got depression, and why he got it. He didn't leave us any words, not even a suicide note." He said, " I always wanted to know why, I wanted to know why he was in pain. I went to his school, looked for his teachers, classmates... I also checked a lot of books, asked a lot of doctors..."

He Pingyi looked into the distance, and smiled lightly, shaking his head at someone unknown: "But I just can't find the answer. Although I'm trying to let go of it slowly, I still feel very sad when I think about it."

Maybe others wouldn't care, but Jing Can could clearly hear the pain and self-blame mixed in He Pingyi's words.He suddenly realized that He Pingyi might not be as cheerful as he saw. Perhaps, he also had many nights of tossing and turning, asking the empty room over and over again why this happened. Maybe he was also like Like myself, I would keep waking up from nightmares, and then keep my eyes open until dawn.

Originally, he was watching the fireworks happily, but when it comes to this, when he turns his head to look at the fireworks, Jing Can feels that the light has turned into a glass texture.

Fragile and unreal.

He Pingyi was sad, and the fireworks were not so beautiful.

"He Pingyi," Jing Can stretched out her hand and touched the person who had been hanging her head, "You said, if you make a wish on fireworks, can you achieve the same effect as making a wish on a shooting star?"

He Pingyi's eyes were very red, he turned his head, looked at Jing Can for a while, and smiled helplessly: "Of course not."

Wishing on meteors is useless, how can wishing on fireworks be useful.

"Why? Fireworks, aren't they just like shooting stars? They are precious because they are short-lived." Jing Can asked softly and slowly, as if trying to convince He Pingyi by asking questions that fireworks can also fulfill wishes.

"No matter, I will help you make a wish."

For Jing Can, He Pingyi is the best and most important person to him besides his family.He couldn't bear to see He Pingyi so sad, he wanted to give He Pingyi all the good wishes.

Jing Can raised her hand to her chin, closed her eyes, and repeated his wish in her heart over and over again.

He Pingyi looked at him, his heart skipped a beat, he took out his phone, and took a photo of his profile.

The light brought by the flash was much stronger than the fireworks in the distance. Jing Can opened her eyes, looked at the phone in He Pingyi's hand, and asked, "Did you take a picture?"

He Pingyi showed him his phone: "Yes, I took a picture of you."

In such a dark place, the photos taken with the flash are not very good-looking.Just as Jing Can was about to express her opinion, her body was suddenly surrounded by a warmer body.

He opened his eyes wide in He Pingyi's arms, and forgot to put his arms down.

"Jing Can, Happy New Year."

"He Pingyi," Jing Can sniffed, resisting the panic in her heart, and said, "Happy New Year."

This hug didn't end there, He Pingyi never let go of Jing Can, but bent slightly, resting his forehead on Jing Can's shoulder, his arms tightened more and more.In fact, apart from Happy New Year, he didn't say a word - he always wanted to thank Jing Can for showing up.He made his daily life seem to finally have hope, so that there was finally something else in his world that he wanted to understand.

To him, Jing Can was like a little furball glowing and glowing on a winter night, both the light and the heat were very faint and unobtrusive, so no one noticed.But this fur ball just happened to be touched by him, and the soft touch made him fondle admiringly. It was also the careful temperature that made him realize that in the season of heavy snow, a little bit of warmth and softness is enough to support a person. through the winter.

"Let me lean on for a while." He Pingyi's voice was a little hoarse.

"Then..." On the premise of not disturbing He Pingyi, Jing Can took a deep breath, then slowly lowered her arm to her side, and slowly raised it again.He summoned up the courage to wrap his arms around He Pingyi's back, and patted He Pingyi lightly twice.

"You can rely on it."

He Pingyi didn't come home that night, and Jing Can's way of comforting others was very old-fashioned. He babbled on with He Pingyi all night, shaking off almost all the interesting things worth mentioning in his more than ten years of life. one time.He Pingyi listened carefully all the time, but Jing Can couldn't hold back Jing Can kept talking. In the end, He Pingyi finally couldn't hold back anymore, and fell asleep with his eyelids deeply.

Before losing consciousness, he heard a very soft voice say "good night" to him.And miraculously, that night, he really didn't have the nightmare of his brother telling him to take good care of his parents when he left home.

The content of the dream changed completely. He dreamed that he was huddled in a street full of people, and put on a fluffy pillow, and it was very comfortable to hug and sleep.