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For example, if you have nothing to say, if you don't want to say it, or if you have difficulty speaking.

But in Ah Ye's dictionary, silence only means one meaning.

He is not interested in your topic, or rather, he does not want to talk to you.

The lady misunderstood what Ah Ye meant. Therefore, happily preparing to take Ah Ye back to the house, who knows, when everything was packed up to find him, Ah Ye closed the door and locked everyone out.

That's what I really do.

I can't tell you what it feels like, but I'm happy? I think there is, and it's lost and regained? It seems to be a little bit there. But more than that, it is a kind of saturated mood that is about to overflow.

It's complicated to say.

I knocked on the door, but Ah Ye didn't open it.

I pushed the window open and jumped in.

Ah Ye looked at me stunned, as if he didn't expect that I would come in through the window.

"Why don't you leave?"

I asked.

Ah Ye didn't answer, and hurriedly prepared to hide the things on the desk.

"What is this?"

I held his hand and opened the crumpled paper.

A faint ink color comes into view.

It's a bird, making the appearance of fluttering its wings.

The penmanship is very simple, but very expressive.

The bird's feathers are oozed with a thin red.

On the bird's back, there is a figure in red sitting on its back.

I froze and looked at the only ink on the screen.

Wind-

The crooked handwriting doesn't look good at all, but I can finally write a complete word.

As I watched, my eyes grew moist.

Holding the painting, I was silent for a long time.

The faint scent of ink lingering on the tip of my nose brought me back to the time when I slept in the shade of a tree with a notebook covered in the hot summer, drowsy happiness.

I couldn't help but speak.

"What a fool. ”

I said.

Ah Ye didn't answer, just looked at me with dull eyes.

"Do you want to go home with your mother?"

I asked.

Ah Ye was still silent.

"If you don't speak again, I won't care about you anymore. ”

I held back my tears and said softly.

"You don't want me anymore. ”

Ah Ye asked directly. It was actually a narrative tone, but in fact it was a nervous rhetorical question, with a bit of caution and hesitation. This was the first time Ah Ye took the initiative to talk to me after that day.

As soon as he opened his mouth, we suddenly realized that the whole spring had passed quietly in our wrestling.

Four years have passed, and the days when we are silent for our lives have passed four years.

How old should he be this year?

Twelve, or thirteen?

Only then did I realize that he had grown so tall, and his original immature appearance had completely grown up, and the childishness that belonged to his childhood had faded, and he was a little more thin as a young man, like a plant that exuded fresh air.

"How come?" I was stunned for a moment, then continued, "But she's your mother, haven't you been waiting for her?"

Ah Ye hesitated for a while, suddenly gritted his teeth, and said with great certainty: "You don't like me." ”

I was stunned again.

Why did Ah Ye say that?

Did he think that I had brought Mrs. Jiang to see him off?

"No, Ah Ye......" I tried to explain, but was interrupted by Ah Ye.

"I heard you say that you don't like fools. I'm a fool, so you don't like me. ”

Ah Ye said as she spoke, and suddenly choked up with grievances.

I was shocked. That day, that day, he was in ...... And he ...... He heard them all??

"You're a night, not a fool. I like you, I like you very much, I always like you, it never changed. ”

I understood, and explained in a panic and seriousness.

"Ah Ye is not me, I am a fool. Ah Ye was worn out by me. ”

Ah Ye said stubbornly and stretched out his palm.

The palm of the hand was hideous, the wound was rolling, it didn't look like there was a piece of good meat, and there was some ulceration near the inside.

When did this happen? How do I not know?

I looked at Ah Ye's hand in horror and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"I grinded it off by the stream. I'm a fool, not a night. ”

Ah Ye looked straight at me and said without hesitation.

I suddenly remembered those fragments from the past. The days when the night is like water, the days when the courtyard is full of clear light, and the days when the eaves are covered with snow and the charcoal fire in the house...... Bit by bit, they converge into a wave that engulfs me.

In an instant, the world swirled.

I thought he didn't understand, but in order to remember, and also for him to recall as soon as possible, so I slowly told him about the past, Long Night, Penglai, Su Changge, cinnabar mole...... There is no shredging in the slightest.

I never thought that he would understand.

I said I don't like fools, and he heard it.

I said I liked him, always been.

He spread out the palm of his hand that had polished off the cinnabar mole to me.

Look, I'm not Ah Ye, I'm a fool. I don't have a mole, it's not your long night, it's not your Su Changge, do you still like me, do you still like me?

For the sake of the breath in his heart, he grinded off the cinnabar mole that inherited the memory of the past on the sharp stone by the stream. He wanted an answer, an answer that he couldn't understand and that he was thinking about.

If it weren't for this mole, would you still like me to be with me if I were just a fool?

Ah Ye's wound festered, and I didn't know that at this time, Mrs. Jiang coincidentally came up the mountain.

So Ah Ye misunderstood, got angry, and was annoyed, and finally couldn't help but erupt with grievances.

It turns out that we are all angry with each other.

After thinking about it, I suddenly laughed softly.

"I like you, just you. It doesn't matter if you're a fool or Ah Ye, I like you. ”

I gently took his hand and pressed it against my face.

Ah Ye couldn't help it, and she cried loudly.

"You don't want me anymore—"

He choked.

"Never. I will always be with you. ”

"Then you let the woman take me away?"

He was still aggrieved.

"That's your mother. ”

I said helplessly.

"I don't care, I just want you. All I want is you. Don't drive me away. ”

He tugged at my clothes and cried very sadly.

Mrs. Jiang heard it outside the window and was silent.

"I'm sorry. ”

I said to Mrs. General.

Mrs. Jiang is still reserved, but there seems to be a trace of exhaustion hidden under the flawless appearance. She shook her head slightly, was silent for a while, and then said to me, "I'm tired." ”

Then, without saying a word, Mrs. Jiang got into the sedan chair and went down the mountain without looking back.

She never came up again.

But a few days later, a group of old men came up the mountain, stared at Ah Ye who fed Xiao Wumei for a long time, and then talked in a low voice for a while, and then went down the mountain.

A few days later, the lady entrusted someone to send a small jade plaque up, and the word "night" was written on it.

The new head of Pu, who sent things, said that this is the jade card of the Jiangfu, and although the young master lives in the mountains, he is still the master of the Jiangfu.

They were accompanied by a few slaves and some household items.

The slave retreated, but the necessities remained.

It's not easy to go down the mountain to buy, not to mention the long way to go?

I didn't pretend to excuse myself, and I took it safely on behalf of Ah Ye.

Mrs. Jiang is also an understanding person, so every ten months, she sends someone to send it.