Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

"Is there any oil in it?" Song Yu asked after wiping the table.

"There seems to be a little more."

Song Yu took out a lighter from the bag, "Open the lid, can I still light it if I try?"

Jiang Yun took off the glass cover, picked up a cotton rope wick that was huddled inside, Song Yu lit it with a lighter, and the flame gradually lit up, he said in disbelief: "It's possible! It's been so long! It can be ignited! It’s amazing! Put the lampshade on.”

The light bulbs in this house have been out of use for a long time. Fortunately, with this kerosene lamp, they can light up the dark night, otherwise they can only use their mobile phones to light up.

He pointed out a place for Jiang Yun, "Jiang Yun, put the kerosene lamp there."

There was a small shelf on the balcony, and Jiang Yun put the kerosene lamp on it.Song Yu brought out another vase, and there was only a withered cactus in it.He moved the vase to the balcony, "Jiang Yun, bring the incense in the bag and light it."

It turned out that the incense in the bag was bought by Song Yu for his sacrifice.

He took out six incense sticks, lit them with a lighter, and inserted them into the flower pot.

"Jiang Yun, burning paper is not allowed here, so I didn't buy it. You won't feel bad, will you?"

Jiang Yun shook his head and said sincerely: "No, I already thank you very much. Thank you for bringing me to this place. Thank you for buying incense for my parents."

His heart felt very warm, very warm.

Song Yu moved the table to the balcony and sat on it, "Come on. Sit on it."

Jiang Han walked over and sat on the table. Below the balcony is the end of the Zhangnan River. The water flow here is faster than other places, because there is a flood outlet below, and the river will branch into branches from there. Two of them flow down to the countryside below.

Song Yu said: "Sitting here, do you feel that all your troubles have flowed away with the river?"

Jiang Yun nodded slightly. He picked up the bouquet of lilies, tore off the petals, and threw them into the river below one by one.

In the dark, the white petals fell into the water, with beautiful Xuan'er, and were quickly washed away by the rushing river.

Song Yu also took out a flower, tore off the petals and sprinkled it into the river, shouting, "How much sorrow can you have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Let all the sorrows go away!" "

"Get lost too!" Jiang Yun suddenly joked.

Jiang Yun patted him, but Song Yu was so frightened that he immediately hugged his arm tightly and held him tightly, "What are you doing? You want to murder relatives...friends?"

Jiang Yun stepped on the railing, let him hold his arms, looked at him leisurely, and smiled slightly, "What the hell are relatives and friends?"

Song Yu looked like he was dying of fear, and moved a little further into the table, for fear of accidentally falling down, "Friends and relatives are the closest friends."

"Oh?" Jiang Yun dragged out a long ending sound, which was very nice.Then he said: "Look at your greedy life and fear of death, tsk tsk tsk... If you fall, I will definitely jump down and catch you as soon as possible."

Song Yu was startled, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Are you stupid? I can swim. How could I fall into that river and die?"

"Oh. I won't." Song Yu asked again: "Then what if there is an abyss below? Are you going to jump down to save me?"

"Then I will jump down to save you even more. You, a fragile modern person, will die after falling twice. I can at least pick up a whole body for you."

Song Yu: "I... am speechless."

Song Yu let go of his two hands, and asked curiously: "Jiang Yun, what kind of person were you before?"

"The big villain who kills without blinking an eye."

"Just you? Still killing people?" Song Yu was surprised, and he was seriously skeptical, "Is it impossible? Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Yun snorted coldly, "What? Are you questioning my ability?"

"No," Song Yu shook his head, "I'm not questioning your ability, but your conscience."

"Huh? You don't think I look like a murderer?"

"Yes, you are obviously very kind!"

Jiang Yun smiled again, "What a big joke, you think I'm kind!"

"Last time, that little chubby in class was bullied by other people's pranks. The next day, those who played pranks on him all had bumps on their faces. It was obvious that they were stung by bees. You did this, right? What is goodness called?"

"How do you know it's me?" Jiang Yun didn't tell anyone about it, so he did it quietly by himself.

"Because I found that the bee bag on the willow tree by the river was missing, and you still had a bee sting mark on your hand that day."

"Nonsense, how could I be stung by a bee!" Jiang Yun would never admit such a shameful thing.

"Anyway, I accept this truth. I believe that you are kind from what I see." Song Yunnu said.

Jiang Yun sprinkled the last few petals to the river, and his voice seemed to be covered with frost, "But, I really killed a lot of people. My hands are covered with blood, you see That's not Jiang Liuchen, but Jiang Yun."

Song Yu still didn't believe his words, "No matter what you say is true or not, in short, in our world, you cannot kill people."

"why?"

"Because, then you will never see me again." Song Yu's robe swayed leisurely in the dim light.But his eyes were filled with stars, looking at him very brightly, and asked: "Do you still want to see me again?"

"Think." Jiang Yun blurted out the word without even thinking about it.

Song Yu opened his mouth and laughed, full of joy, "Hahaha, this answer is very honest."

"Uh..." Jiang Yun's mouth twitched, trying to control the urge to curse.

Song Yu touched his face in the dark, like touching a kindergarten child, and said dotingly: "That's right, follow me to be a good citizen who abides by the law."

"Cut!" Jiang Yun snorted disdainfully with the tip of his nose, and said in disbelief, "Just like you? A bastard fool who climbs over walls, skips classes, fights, has no organization and discipline, and fights against teachers and parents. Let me learn from you?"

"Although what you said above is all right, but you overlooked one point. I still have a left atrium that can accommodate everything in the world, and there is a heart that beats for all the good things in the world. Is this not enough?"

Jiang Yun has never seen a person who is more narcissistic than Song Yu who can brag about cowhide. If you really give him a piece of cowhide, he can blow it up to the sky.

"Does everything good in the world you mentioned include me?" Jiang Yun asked casually.

Song Yu was stunned, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the river in the distance. If possible, he really wanted to throw this question into the river along with those petals.

He raised his head, a cloud of cold wind poured into his neck, he shivered, and replied: "Naturally, you are the sum of all the good things."

Jiang Yun sat beside him, listening to his words quietly, with a happy arc at the end of his eyes.

Sometimes, happiness doesn't need anything vigorous, just simple warmth is enough.

They sat here for a long time, until a cooing sound broke the silence of the dark night, Jiang Han awkwardly clutched his stomach, "Er, that, I haven't eaten all day..."

"Ah? Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Song Yu jumped off the table and asked, "Why don't you eat all day?"

"I forgot."

"Let's go, let's go," Song Yu glanced at his phone, it was already ten o'clock, he dragged Jiang Yun off the table, "Go to eat."

"Wait a minute." Jiang Yun turned back and took the kerosene lamp in his hand, "I want to take it back, can I?"

"If you want to take it, take it, anyway, it's something no one wants."

"I think it's pretty good." Jiang Yun liked this lamp very much, because it lit up his gloomy day.

Song Yu: "Then put it out quickly, don't waste the oil in it."

When they left, Song Yu locked the house again, "Jiang Yun, I'll keep this key here, if you are in a bad mood someday, I can allow you to hide here and cry. "

"Heh, I'm not a child, how can I cry?" Although Jiang Yun said so, he still felt very warm.

"From now on, this place will no longer be a secret base for me alone, but a secret base for the two of us."

They walked back to the street together, Song Yu suddenly asked him: "Do you want to drink?"

"what?"

"That's what I want. Well, you wait for me here, and I'll go buy it."

Song Yu quickly brought out a big bag of beer, "Come on, I'll take you to my house for some delicious food."

Jiang Yun looked at him questioningly, "You bought so much wine? Can you drink enough?"

"Hey, hey, what do you mean? Look down on someone! This is beer, not white wine."

Jiang Yun followed him to the downstairs of the community, but instead of walking towards his own stairwell, he followed him up the stairs on their side.

He has walked this way every day for the past month, and now he walks with ease.

Song Yu asked curiously: "Why didn't you go to your side?"

Jiang Yun lowered his head and walked behind him, "I don't want to go home today."

"Huh? Could it be... you want to sleep at my house tonight?"

Jiang Yun pinched his arm in the dark, "You have a pretty good idea."

"Let go, let go!" Song Yu patted his hand in pain, "Hurry up, I'm going to get the key to open the door."

After they entered the house, Jiang Yun walked to the sofa and sat down very rudely, and asked, "What have you been doing recently?"

Song Yu stood the skateboard against the wall and said, "I'm not at home."

"I mean what do you do every day at your mother's place?"

"Make up lessons for a brat."

"Remedial lessons?" Jiang Yun raised his head in surprise, "Remedial lessons for whom?"

Song Yu didn't even need to write a draft when he lied, and said, "There's a mentally handicapped kid at my mother's place, and his grades are very poor."

"How bad is it?"

"It's embarrassing to say it, so don't ask."

Jiang Yun let out a thoughtful "Oh".

Song Yu went to his room and turned on the light, and waved to Jiang Yun with a dazzling smile, "Come, come in."

Jiang Yun hesitated for a moment, "What are you doing in there?"

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Mental sensory hysteria F. capillary Turosis syndrome is the scientific name for lovesickness.