"People who haven't cried all night are not enough to talk about life!" said Jian Yan to Ye Feng.

"Little Fan and I got a little older, and my interest shifted from small bugs, small animals, and so on, to other .......," Jian said in a flat tone, as if he was telling other people's stories.

But time still hasn't escaped the years of kindergarten, in short, just a few years have passed centuries, every day there are new friends, every day there will be all kinds of strange things happening, in those parallel time and space there are many themselves, this, that, and that...... Each brief is going through an experience that is not inferior to the other.

"You know that white crystal? It's white, solid crystal with a little transparency! It looks like crystal, but it's not crystal, and when I was a kid I always liked to call it diamond, because I thought it was indestructible, harder than glass balls, harder than steel, harder than anything in the world, until later, I realized that it was just a brittle alum....." Jian Yan continued.

The first time I saw that kind of crystal was in Xiao Fan's home, like a baby, Xiao Fan carefully took it out of the "treasure house", and various "terms" such as diamond and indestructible were also opened from Xiao Fan's mouth.

In short, I believe in Xiao Fan very much, without the slightest doubt, even until the transparent crystal falls from the hand and shatters, to hit the stone and shatter into powder, I still firmly believe that this is the diamond mentioned on TV, which is indestructible, cannot be destroyed, and is the most flawless, pure, and least indestructible crystal.......

Xiaofen's family is very large, and there is a pool in the backyard in Jianyan's memory, which is also Xiaofen's favorite place to stay, often holding his own toys while playing with whom, while sharing with Jianyan, Xiaofen's toys are many, not just dolls and the like, but more related to music, such as electronic violin, of course, the kind of plastic sitting, pressing the button can make a variety of crisp and moving sounds........ And what Jian Yan likes the most is not these, but a pair of racing cars, which are placed on the living room counter, are the kind of racing cars with hedgehog-shaped sand wheels, which are larger than the average grocery store bought racing cars, and the shape is not comparable to the kind of two-wheel drive cars that cost five or six yuan. Even in a nutshell, you can't see where the battery is stuffed. Every time I go to Xiao Fan's house to play, Jian Yan has to stand carefully and watch the pair of racing cars for a long, long time, and his eyes can't hide the kind of liking, and every time Jian Yan wants to touch it, he will be stopped by Xiao Fan.

"That's my brother's, not mine......," Xiaofan said apologetically.

In a nutshell, he nodded and retracted his arm. If you want to remember a little more, in short, you will almost forget it.

Afterward.........

Xiao Fan's brother C is back, and it is a boy with a stronger body, a few years older than Jian Yan and Xiao Fan. But in a nutshell, I don't like Xiaofen's brother very much, what do other brothers and sisters do by themselves?

Xiao Fan's father came back from the city and gave Xiao Fan and his brother C a long sword, which was iron, about one meter three or so long sword, Jian Yan liked the long sword at first sight, and took it from Xiao Fan's hand with a dead face and waved it.

But Jian Yan's hand was forcibly taken back by Xiao Fan's brother before he could heat it, "Sister, don't lend things to others casually!" C returned the long sword snatched from Jian Yan's hand to Xiao Fan, and said so.

In a nutshell, when he saw that C was a little fierce, he was suddenly a little scared, and his first feeling for the other party was not very good. So he said angrily: "I also have a long sword like this!"

"Cut—I don't believe it!" C said dismissively.

"This kind of sword is only available in the city, and it is simply not available in this kind of country. C said proudly.

"If I say yes, I have!" said in a nutshell.

"Go get it and have a look!" C said with an unceremonious smirk.

Jian Yan, who was young at the time and immature in mind, suddenly felt aggrieved in his heart, tears rolled in his eyes, but he left without saying a word, and he didn't even say hello to Xiao Fan.

"Sister, ignore him, let's keep playing!"

After returning home, Jian Yan quickly washed his face, wiped his face vigorously with a towel, and then stood in the sunshine outside for a while, took a deep breath, and walked into the back room.

"Dad!" Jian Yan whispered to his father, who was reading a book on the desk, frowning.

"Well, what's wrong?" Jian Yan's father turned his face away, showing a tired expression, and his brow never relaxed. And Jian Yan never understood that his father sat at his desk all year round, except for work, and was looking at obscure books.

"I want a sword!" Jian Yan said, looking up and plucking up his courage.

Jian Yan's father was stunned for a moment, put down the book in his hand, didn't seem to understand, and asked again, "What sword?"

"It's that kind of long sword, so long, made of iron, and the scabbard has a patterned and beautiful .....," Jian Yan said, gesturing.

It seems that his father understands, and Jian Yan is relieved.

"Okay! I'll make you one later!"

"Really?" Jian Yan was almost jumping up with joy, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and he felt like he was in a dream.

"Yes, Dad is still busy, you go out to play first!"

"Okay!" Jian Yan nodded obediently and left in a jump.

In the evening, Jian Yan's father did make a sword for Jian Yan, but it was a simple sword made of aluminum wire, which could really be said to be a cold long sword, with a length of one meter and three, and the sword body was made of aluminum wire folded into a noodle-shaped arc, together with the sword grid, the material was light. Jian Yan held it in his hand and waved it, and random slashing could deform the sword body, which felt a little inappropriate, because it didn't seem to be the same as the sword in Xiao Fan's hand, and there was no scabbard.

And after doing all this, Jian Yan's father quietly returned to the desk with the lamp on.....

In short, without saying a word, he naively took this long sword made of aluminum wire to find Xiao Fan and his brother C.

........

And this day

In short, I only remember

Young self

With a wounded heart

Together with the discarded longsword

Crying and returning home

Since then

In short, less and less go to play with small fans