Yan Gou failed miserably

old place

Behind the photo, there is no ardent expectation, only a large blank space.

Things are different...

Si Xian looked around. The room was very big. Although it looked clean, there was still a lot of dust in the details.

What's more, I can't tell what's wrong or what's bad, but every inch of it clearly tells you that this house has no human atmosphere.

Once a house loses popularity, there will be a deserted smell on the sofa, next to the refrigerator, TV, etc., and even the air will reveal loneliness.

He Ci, who was wiping the counter next to the TV, felt Si Xian's silence. He pursed his lips and smiled: "When my parents passed away, I lived here alone for more than a month, because I always felt like going directly to my uncle's house." , There is a feeling of betrayal."

He couldn't let go of his parents, and likewise, he couldn't let go of himself who had drawn a clear line with him so easily.

Si Xian whispered: "Then what happened after that?"

He Ci took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, put it on the table, and explained with a smile: "Ham, it's a bit funny to say, living alone in such a big room, I always feel that there are people... I thought If you have the traces of your parents, you will be fearless, and you will be useless without people."

Si Xian, who was sitting on the sofa, opened the Coke, took a few sips, and changed the subject: "Do you still come here often now?"

"Occasionally, I used to come back once a week, and every time I cried, I thought I would never let it go, but the frequency became less and less unconsciously."

He laughed, as if he was laughing at himself, and continued: "Later, I didn't come once or twice a month, and once, only once in two months, it was covered with ashes. I've been scanning for a long time."

Si Xian stared straight at the young man in front of him, with a calm and unpredictable look.

He Ci bowed his head and thought for a moment: "Isn't there such a sentence in my excerpt book, those things that we thought we would never forget, are forgotten by us in the process of our obsession. I used to think this said It’s too hypocritical, but now that I think about it, it really makes sense.”

The counter has been wiped, so He Ci put the rag aside, opened the photo album on the table, looked at the photo of a pink and jade-carved child holding a banana on the first page, and laughed, "I heard from my grandma that my mother I have to grab books, my dad wants me to grab stamps and eat public meals, but I unswervingly chose bananas."

Then I scrolled down, I don’t want to go to the kindergarten, the photo of my face flushed while holding the door open, the photo of wearing a small costume and standing on the stage performing a show, the photo of being bullied by others, hugging my mother tightly, with a dull expression on my face Taking pictures of being held in place by my father...

Sheet by sheet, He Ci's childhood and youth were pieced together into a vivid appearance.

Immersed in memories, He Ci, with a bright smile like a golden sunflower, is more contagious than Van Gogh's.

Most of the day has passed, Si Xian listened attentively, and would laugh along with him when he heard funny things, teasing He Ci now is not at all as naughty as he was when he was a child.

Just go on like this.

It started to rain again outside, but it wasn't the crazy rain at school, but rather sparse, and pedestrians didn't bother to avoid it.

Seeing that it was getting late, Si Xian got up and moved his stiff body after sitting for a while: "Xiaoci, let me take you home, it's getting late."

He Ci didn't notice how time passed so fast, and was surprised: "What time is it now, why are you so faint."

"It's almost seven o'clock."

This time is the day when day and night exchange power, and if you don't pay attention, black will come quietly.

The phone rang, and when I opened it, it was my aunt's.

"Xiaoci, why haven't you come back yet?"

"Auntie, I stayed at home for a while and overslept. I'll go back now."

Looking at the weather outside, Chen Hong was a little worried: "Xiaoci, I'll ask your uncle to pick you up."

She was still a little apprehensive, and didn't want He Ci to stay at home alone.

"No need for aunt, my classmate is here, he sent me off, it's that Si Xian."

"Oh...Xiao Ci, then you should go home quickly, it will be dark in a while."

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, He Ci sighed softly, looked around the room from left to right, and frowned: "Let's go."

In an instant, the rain outside became much denser with the strong wind, and thunder and lightning took turns.

The two hurriedly went outside the window to check the situation. As expected, the sky was already covered in darkness during the phone call, and the sound of rain covered all sounds.

"I guess the rain won't stop for a while." He Ci put down his phone, raised his head slightly, and looked at Si Xian who was frowning.

Si Xian looked at the rain curtain and said, "It's okay, I can deliver it home."

He Ci supported his forehead, turned around and sat cross-legged on the sofa, and yawned lightly: "Forget it, I don't want you to have any accidents while driving, just sleep here today."

Then I called my aunt and explained the situation. As for the voice of my little cousin's protest, it was completely ignored.

Si Xian pondered for a while and said, "Today, you won't be afraid anymore."

Because there is one more person by my side, I have great courage to face reality.

"Of course, my man is here after all—" He Ci narrowed his eyes, and said the most provocative words in the most casual tone.

Hearing this address again, Si Xian's eyes gradually darkened, and the skin on his palms wrinkled.

"Xiaoci, I will also take the share of my uncle and aunt."

He Ci understood the sentence without beginning or end.

This sentence is like an electric current hitting the eardrum, the corners of the eyes are uncontrollably wet, and the empty heart is stitched up, it doesn't matter love or anything.It's just that the soul has a place to rest.

He took a deep breath, and his tone was a little dry: "You said this, I remember it."

Promises take a long time to verify.But at this moment, he stubbornly believed in this promise, time and everything, go to hell.

"All my promises will always work for you." Si Xian made this promise for a lifetime. Even though he doesn't know what will happen in the future and what the future will hold, at least at this moment, it is true.

The two then embraced each other, and Si Xian used the patience of his elder brother and even his father to make one promise after another in his ear to resolve the uneasiness hidden in the deepest part of his soul.

For a long time, He Ci listened to a lot. He seemed to have seen the scene where his father took his hand to find a place when he was a child, and saw his mother wipe the stains and scars all over his body from falling with red eyes.

But in the end, all the scenes of this scene collapsed and disappeared, only a man whose face could not be seen clearly was left talking to him softly.

"In the future, there will be me."