When Yan Jia was about to give Yang Yi an umbrella, he stood in front of the window and looked at it, Yang Yi's figure had already disappeared.

It suddenly rained in Shanghai, and Yang Yi had to step up his pace to return to the basement, but fortunately the rain was not heavy tonight, and Yang Yi was not drenched in soup.

When Yang Yi returned to the basement, he deliberately paid attention to the next door and found that his neighbor's room was dark, obviously the girl he met when he went out today had not returned.

Not long after Yang Yigang returned to the basement, the sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and raindrops were falling on the hard concrete walls with a crisp sound.

Buzzing............

Suddenly, there was a vibration on the mobile phone, Yang Yi took out the mobile phone to take a look, and to his surprise, the sender of the short message turned out to be the general manager of Internet Technology Co., Ltd. - Wen Qianyi, and the content of the text message was only a few simple words: Go to work at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, don't be late.

After Yang Yi glanced at it, he casually put the phone on the table and did not reply.

Yang Yi stripped himself naked, then walked into the bathroom to wash up, and the warm water flowing out of the sprinkler instantly drove away the faint chill on Yang Yi's body.

From time to time, the mist will fill the entire narrow bathroom, but in the hazy mist, Yang Yi's back has a shocking scar, the scar seems to be some years old, and it has left deep traces, maybe this scar silently tells another story.

Yang Yi, who was asleep, turned into a phantom and shuttled through the long river of time again, and came to the little boy who was stung into a pig's head by a bee, and watched quietly.

When Zhang Jing heard Xiao Yang Yi's grinning call, he desperately broke free from his Yang Yige's arms, and when he raised his head to look at Xiao Yang Yigao's swollen face, he was so frightened that he cried.

Grandma heard the cry from the back mountain bamboo forest, and when she heard the sound, her originally unsteady pace became extremely light and fast, and a worry from her heart hung on the whole old face.

"Yang Yi, Zhang Jing, what's wrong with you?" Grandma arrived before she arrived.

"Grandma, grandma, Yang Yige was stung by a bee, and his face was swollen like a paoba (a local snack of the author, a food fermented through flour, similar to bread). Zhang Jing said with a crying voice.

When the grandmother heard Zhang Jing's words, she hurried to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and when the old man looked at his doting grandson's face that had become a little distorted after enduring the pain, tears flowed non-stop.

At this moment, Xiao Yang also used all his strength to resist the pain left by the bee sting, although the pain was grinning and tearful, but he never let himself cry, a stubbornness from the depths of his character slowly appeared, his hands were clasped together, the original ruddy little hands looked a little pale due to excessive force at the moment, the shallow nails were deeply sunken in the skin, and the traces of blood slowly oozed out along the skin.

Bamboo, tall and tall, slender bamboo body swaying with the wind, people, one stubborn does not cry, even if it hurts, two tears, full of worry, in the breeze outlines a slightly contradictory picture, silent is the wind, there are words are people.

Later, Grandma and Zhang Jing helped Xiao Yang to the house, but the process was a little difficult, the little one was too young, and the years had not given him enough time, the old one had been vicissitudes, and the years had quietly erased the traces of her life.

Fortunately, Xiao Yang Yi's aunt is a doctor, and after learning that Xiao Yang was stung by a bee, she gave Xiao Yang Yi pain relief in time, and Xiao Yang who was lying on the bed also slowly fell into a deep sleep when the pain was greatly relieved.

Looking at Xiao Yang Yi who was sleeping, her grandmother also breathed a sigh of relief, even if she knew that the bees in the bamboo forest were not very poisonous, even if she knew that the bees in the bamboo forest only brought some physical pain, it was still difficult to stretch the old man's frowning brows.

In fact, everyone is very puzzled, that is, why the two children Zhang Jing and Xiao Yang Yi, only Xiao Yang Yi was stung by the bee, but Zhang Jing was intact, it stands to reason that the bee should be an indiscriminate attack, and this secret was told to everyone many years later, even if Yang Yi had already experienced the cruel baptism of life at that time, it was still difficult to calm his heart, because that moment touched the weakest Qin Xuan in Yang Yi's heart, and the note melody played was too sad.

This world is sometimes wonderful, many people will choose to leave the pain of life to bear silently, tossing and turning in the middle of the night, but in front of the people they care about, show an indifferent color, even if this relaxed expression has already been turbulent, tired, still bear alone, perhaps the only thing that can be explained is that the love is deep, just try to make him (her) live a happier life, all the pain hidden in the heart.

This kind of person has often faded the boredom of the character, after the baptism of life, erased the water chestnut of the character, and becomes very comfortable, this kind of person is often the elder of a child, a woman's husband, a man's wife, many things silently love the person they care about, even if sometimes they are really tired, very tired, but still work hard.

The void young man Yang Yi looked at the people around the bed, and could only shake his head helplessly, lamenting his childhood boldness and naughtiness.

For Xiao Yangyi, the reality may be a little cruel, but there is some beauty in the dream, because there is the figure of the woman in the dream, a mother who has been away for several years, in the dream Xiao Yang can also lie in his mother's arms like other children, lie in the warm embrace of his mother and sleep soundly, carefree, where he has everything that a childhood child should have.

The advent of summer vacation means that those who have not yet returned will return, and the students' report cards will also fly into the hands of parents, the latter will even cause a family war.

Summer vacation in rural China, which has just entered the 21st century, is a day of joy and hatred for children, happy that they can play carefree, and hating that they do not do well in the final grades, and it is inevitable that their parents will beat them badly.

Obviously, Xiao Yang does not have this kind of worry, Wen Xiao has always been the first place that will never move, and Xiao Yang can still stabilize in the second place even if he voluntarily gives up doing the last math problem in every exam.

And the person who has not yet returned is Xiao Yang Yi's own sister - Yang Shuting, since Yang Shuting went to junior high school, the two sisters have rarely seen each other, and they can only meet again during long vacations.

Compared with Xiao Yang's extroverted and lively personality, Yang Shuting seems more introverted and quiet, in the early years, the departure of her parents made this young girl more mature and sensible.

When Yang Shuting came back and saw her little Yang Yi lying on the bed, her face was also full of worry, and she asked softly, "Are you still in pain?"

"It's a lot better, it's fine. Xiao Yang, whose face was swollen and tall, also tried hard to squeeze out a smile and reply to his sister.

"Mom and Dad are not around, don't be too naughty, it's always reassuring, don't mess around in the future, you know?" Yang Shuting looked at her younger brother and said.

"Hmm. At this time, Xiao Yang could only nod and agree, because he knew that although his sister was gentle and considerate to outsiders, she was extremely strict with herself, as long as she made a mistake, Yang Shuting would never let herself go easily, if she hadn't been stung by a bee today, she would have been reprimanded by Yang Shuting, but even so, Yang Shuting didn't seem to be ready to let go of this opportunity.

When Yang Shuting was about to start the preaching mode to Xiao Yang Yi, her grandmother's voice came in time, which made Xiao Yang Yi breathe a sigh of relief.

"Shuting, come here. Grandma outside the house shouted.

"Yes, Grandma. Yang Shuting, who was originally going to continue talking to Xiao Yang Yi, also had to leave after hearing her grandmother's shout.

It's just that Yang Shuting, who left in a hurry, forgot to take a notebook on the bed, and Xiao Yang also opened the notebook curiously.