"So, does he really say goodnight and good morning to you every day by slapping basketball?" I lifted my arm under my neck to relieve the soreness caused by holding one position for so long.

"Well," Qi Li rolled over and lay down, snorting softly from his nose, "almost every day." More than 6,000 times, he wasted two basketballs. Later, my mother whispered to my grandmother that our building might not be clean, and there was always a strange sound every morning and night, just three times, no more, no less. ”

I scoffed: "More than 6,000 times? That's three years! You remember it so clearly, could it be that you still take a small notebook every day to memorize?"

"I took a little notebook and memorized it, and every time he took a picture, I drew a red tick on it. I originally wanted to wait for my dad to come back and let him see how many good nights he owed me in the days he was gone. Qi Li stopped, sniffed, and I reached out and gently covered the back of her hand that was folded over her chest.

"I've used up a lot of red watercolor pens, and there are only one or two blank pages left in that notebook," she pulled out a hand and patted the back of my hand, and continued, "I thought I was going to wake up and sleep like this to the sound of Lin Suhao slapping basketball, and wake up and sleep to live this life." But suddenly one day, the voice never sounded again. ”

"Why?" I asked, "did they move out again?"

She shook her head: "My dad is back." ”

(1)

"When my dad came back, I almost didn't recognize him.

But in three years, he has not resembled what I remember. His hair was cut into inches, and the flesh on his cheeks seemed to have been shaved off, as if there was only a thin layer of flesh wrapped around his gums and cheekbones...... However, he still sat in the same place as when he came home last time, looking through my workbook, and when he saw me coming back, he did not smile with a wrinkled face, but just looked at me for a long time, and whispered, 'It's changed'.

I have simulated many scenes of reunion with him, and I have thought of many opening sentences, such as jumping into his arms before he even has time to change his shoes, sobbing from a small cry to a cry, and asking him where he has been in the past three years. I told him that I was rated as a provincial top three student in the fifth grade, and in the sixth grade, I participated in the National Primary School Mathematics Olympiad and achieved good results, and I was admitted to the best junior high school in the city in September this year...... I'm going to show him how much he's missed about my time.

However, the moment he beckoned to me, I fled.

I rushed upstairs, and Lin Suhao opened the door.

My dad is back! I held on to the door and panted.

Great! He jumped to his feet and slammed his head against the door frame.

Why are you happier than I am?" I watched as he grinned his head and kicked the door frame in pain, muttering the phrase 'Great' over and over again.

Of course I'm happy! When someone says goodnight to you, I don't have to go to bed and get up early every day to shoot basketball.

I was so lost and sour in my heart that I wanted to ask him, are you so tired of telling me good night and good night? He has done well enough in the past three years, so why should I be harsh. So I was silent for a long time, and finally sent him a smile: Yes, you are laid off!"

(2)

"Do you like him?" I interrupted. I thought about it, but I suddenly felt that this question was too stupid to ask, so I didn't wait for her to answer, chuckled, and said, "No, you like him." ”

"Now it seems, yes. Qi Li also chuckled with me, "But at that time, I always thought that he was a friend and a relative to me." I thought my loss and all the emotions about him were commonplace, like the kind of loss that my mother wouldn't buy me in the novel I was thinking about, and I liked him as much as I liked the wild cats and wild dogs on the roadside. Until ......"

Qi Li stopped suddenly, I thought she was recalling the details, so I held my breath and waited for her to continue. But after half an hour, except for the more and more slower breathing, she didn't make the slightest sound, as if she was asleep.

I was really hung up on my appetite, but I couldn't bear to wake her up, so I turned over and muttered in a low voice: "This is also a two hundred and five that is close to Tang Jibei, and he can still say that he can sleep alone." ”

"You are only two hundred and five, you are only Tang Jibei, and your whole family is Tang Jibei. "I suddenly got a kick on my ass in the quilt, Qi Li raised his leg and kicked me, and the quilt was lifted a crack and poured in a cold wind.

I shuddered, and hurriedly asked her to tuck the quilt: "You're not asleep, are you?"

"Of course not, I'm just thinking about how to tell you about this, after all, the person I hate the most is in it. ”

"Who do you hate the most?" I quickly turned to face her again.

Qi Li didn't answer, and told the story again: "On the first day of junior high school, Lin Suhao had already fully grown up, and his height jumped to almost one meter eight, which was very eye-catching among boys of the same age. Especially the baby fat on the face fades, the whole face is angular and angular, and the facial features are also very good-looking.

Slowly, he began to receive first love letters, then second, and then one after another, and if they were all piled up, they would be thicker than the books on our desks. At first, he would come to me with a letter to show off, but I scoffed at it, and he could only laugh at himself. Later, he received too many books, and he didn't care about it himself, and most of the time he didn't even read it.

But one day, on the way home from school, he mysteriously took out a love letter, and his face was full of long-lost pride. I still scoffed, but instead of being as bored and dejected as before, he was still full of spring breeze, and his long eyelashes couldn't hide the starlight in those beautiful eyes.

That was the first time I hated the smile in front of me, even though I thought it was better than a galaxy on a midsummer night.

I could discern his mind, but I couldn't read my own emotions. So even though the undercurrent in the bottom of my heart is turbulent, my face is as calm and light as ever; Although I obviously want to say that you like to reply to the letter, it is Lin Suhao who blurted out, you smile like this, it looks so ugly!"

"And then?" I couldn't help but interject, "Did Lin Suhao reply? Are they together?"

Qi Li nodded, paused, but shook his head slightly: "He replied, but they were not together." ”

I wondered: "Since they both look at mung beans, why aren't they together?"

"Because of me. ”

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became interested, turned over and leaned on Qi Li's ear, and stared at her with interest. The moonlight through the curtains was already dim, and although I couldn't really see it, I tried to use this bit of light to try to see the expression on her face every bit.

"So, you are the one who is the stumbling block, so that these two kings and mung beans squint, and the chickens fly and the eggs are beaten, and they are scattered?" I quipped.

"No," Qi Li's voice suddenly darkened, as if there was a fish bone in his throat, and he was half hoarse at the end of his words. In the haze, she seemed to slowly open her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

I knew in my heart that this was her sore spot, the source of her long, endless night.

There was silence for a long time before she spoke slowly.

"I wish it was because I got in the way that they weren't together. She paused, "I'd rather they have been together if I could." ”