Shen Feibai was not used to calling Shen Ke uncle, and there was a slight pause in the middle.

He was waiting, waiting for her to ask if she would go down, but she didn't.

She seemed to be in a good mood, relaxed and happy: "Eh, Shen Feibai, do you know why you don't itch when you scratch yourself?" ”

The topic changed suddenly, as if he deliberately avoided talking about Shen Ke, but his tone was natural, and he couldn't find anything abnormal.

Shen Feibai thought for a while, and continued: "Because the stimulus comes from itself, people will not be nervous, and the cerebellum will not automatically send warning signals to the brain, and the brain will not respond to this stimulus." ”

He answered effortlessly, Zhou Jiyou was a little surprised, picked out Reynold's other questions, and deliberately continued to test him: "Then you say, playing roller coaster, which position is the most terrifying to sit in?" ”

This time, the time to think seemed to be a little too long, and Zhou Jiyou teased him: "Why are you so stupid." You must be wondering how to explain what the physical factors are, right? ”、

He chuckled and echoed leisurely: "You saw through it." ”

Zhou Jiyou's tone was brisk: "You are really upright." ”

On both sides of the sidewalk in the courtyard of the Shen House, two rows of layered edged leaf plants and boxwood are planted. Zhou Jiyou took the lead in closing the line, and Shen Feibai did not turn back immediately, but continued to stand in place for a while.

The reason why he didn't answer was because the roller coaster reminded him of a past that was almost buried by time.

He and his sister Xinyu had just been brought to the Shen family for the first month, coinciding with the Mid-Autumn Festival, when she came back from the school dormitory, the old man probably wanted them to integrate into the city life as much as possible, and ordered her to take their siblings out to play.

At that time, she was closest to Shen Ke, she didn't want to, Shen Ke saw that the old man's face changed, pushed her upstairs to change clothes, and then, drove as a driver, and accompanied her to take them around Nanxiang.

At that time, a large playground happened to be built, and Shen Ke made his own decisions, parked the car, bought four tickets, and pulled their three and a half children in to play.

She and Shen Ke walked ahead, and he and his sister Xinyu followed. They seem to be separated by a wall forever, he can't enter her world, and she has no psychology in his world.

Shen Ke turned his head with an impeccable smile on his face: "Don't worry about us, you can play whatever you want, and see you at the door in three hours." ”

We and you, with a clear demarcation, easily pass them the three hours.

She didn't even look at them, pulled Shen Ke, and pointed to the roller coaster not far away: "Do you dare?" ”

Shen Ke sneered, bent his fingers dissatisfiedly, and made a gesture to knock her on the head: "Little ghost, can you not always look down on me." ”

She was alert and took a step away, and raised her head: "Then let's go." ”

She never turned her head to say a word to him, even though he was her new tablemate, even though they had been together briefly but harmoniously two months ago.

The roller coaster swooped down on the track in a thrilling way, and he said to Xinyu, "We'll go too." ”

"Brother, I'm afraid." The arm was dragged, "I want to go sit on that." Pointing to the merry-go-round, he said to him.

He accompanied her to the merry-go-round, and he was not interested, waiting for her under the turntable, but his eyes were twisted to the side of the roller coaster.

It's too fast and too tall to see which one is her.

The first time I noticed that he had a special affection for her was at that moment of crowd noise.

I want to be close to her, I want to be in the same world as her, and I don't want to be isolated from the world by her.

***

Although the memory touches the past that has long since evaporated, Shen Feibai still remembers it vividly.

He remembers everything related to her, whether it is confused, incomprehensible, or lucky, and keeps the clouds open and sees the moon.

"Aunt Lin is still looking for you, but I didn't expect you to run outside alone to hide Qingjing." Behind him, Shen Ke took an unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked down the steps casually.

Shen Feibai turned around and saw him bowing his head slightly, holding one hand to his mouth, hiding from the wind and burning a cigarette, his eyebrows raised slightly: "Looking for me?" ”

"It's okay, she just asked casually." Shen Ke held a cigarette between his fingers, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke rings, and under the dim courtyard light, his eyes were unknown, "Feibai, is there any connection with Xiaoyou in Beijing?" ”

Shen Feibai noticed that he had something to say, but he couldn't tell what it was. After a pause, he said, "Yes." ”

Shen Ke smiled, not surprised at all: "Is it occasionally, or often?" ”

There was not only a faint smell of smoke wafting in the cold air, but also a hint of pondering and probing.

Shen Feibai lowered his eyes slightly: "Often." ”

Shen Ke took a puff of cigarette, his eyes narrowed inadvertently, and chuckled: "She didn't give you a look." ”

Back and forth, every word he spit out had a deep meaning, Shen Fei's white face did not change, and he hooked his lips slightly: "It's okay." Then he changed his tune, "I'll go in first if there's nothing to do." ”

The relationship between the two has never been salty or light, Shen Ke did not stop him, and smoked quietly with one hand.

waited for others to walk over, but suddenly shouted to him again: "Feibai." ”

Shen Feibai paused and turned back.

He was on his back, and he didn't seem to be going to turn around, but in the cold weather, he didn't even put on an overcoat, just wore the thin suit that was well-cut inside.

"Stay away from her." He said.

A line condensed between Shen Fei's white eyebrows.

Shen Ke still turned his back to him and didn't move, the smoke was blown out of the oblique trajectory by the wind, and he looked up at the sky slightly: "The people of the Shen family, she doesn't want to touch any of them, you don't have a role." ”

Shen Fei's eyes drooped, and he looked at a large-leaved boxwood outside the sidewalk, his voice was flat and tepid: "It's up to her to decide whether there is a play or not." ”

After speaking, he picked up his starting point and walked back to the villa with his back straight.

Shen Ke snorted imperceptibly, and after smoking a cigarette, he extinguished it with his foot, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed it out.

The ringtone rang for a few seconds, and Jiang Zhenghong lazily responded: "Which gust of wind blew your phone here, give me New Year's greetings?" ”

Shen Keshun replied: "Happy New Year." ”

"What, in a bad mood?" The two have been friends for many years, and he knows Shen Ke to some extent, and he can hear the problem just by listening to the tone.

Shen Ke's breathing was slightly heavy: "The old man is urging marriage again." ”

Jiang Zhenghong was silent for a second, and said with a smile: "Then knot, it's not a matter if you keep dragging it, with your old man's suspicious character, sooner or later the paper won't be able to hold the fire." Besides......" He paused, and there was a hint of abnormality in his voice, "How many years have you delayed Yiyi, she is willing to pay for you, don't you just happen to have no one else in your heart, and you still suffer a loss when you marry her?" ”

Shen Ke rubbed his eyebrows, his tone was slow, mixed with warnings: "You don't know about me and her." ”

"Clear, very clear." Jiang Zhenghong has a strange yin and yang, "Mutual benefit, each has its own play." But that was all before, didn't she blow it to that French man a long time ago, and people like you now. You pretend, she pretends, I want to see how long you two can continue to pretend. ”

Shen Ke picked it lightly: "It's just right, I also want to see how long you can pretend." ”

Jiang Zhenghong was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

Shen Ke's eyes were dark, and he suddenly asked him, "Zhenghong, have you ever tasted jealousy?" ”

Jiang Zhenghong said a dirty word in his throat: I'm jealous of you.

Shen Ke raised the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, and snorted coldly: "It's funny, I'm jealous of someone who has never looked at me before." ”

Zhou Jiyou and the three members of the Lei family had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, and according to the practice of previous years, they had to stay overnight at night.

Renault's room is a high and low bed, and when Zhou Jiyou took the futon brought by Yang Yun to make the bed, the mobile phone on the table shook.

She clicked on it, and a familiar number sent a sentence:

[Whatever the reason, I want you to come back, and we are still the same as before.] 】

Zhou Jiyou lowered his eyes and looked at this line of words, his face expressionless.

Renault had already taken off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, she held on to the railing above, poked her neck to look down, and asked curiously: "Sister, what are you looking at?" ”

"It's nothing, an arrears text message from 10086." Without the slightest hesitation, she pressed delete.

Renault exclaimed: "The Spring Festival is still so dedicated." ”

Zhou Jiyou smiled and walked by: "Do you get washed and climb into bed." ”

"I've washed it, my teeth are brushed, you smell it, it's not fresh." The little head leaned over and sighed.

Zhou Jiyou was amused by her and pinched her nose: "Sleep." ”

***

The course of the postgraduate examination has ended before the postgraduate examination, and the work of the studio has been suspended because of the Spring Festival, Zhou Jiyou does not need to visit relatives or friends, and the next two days are a little unaccustomed to being at ease.

But the good thing is that every year, find something to do for yourself and you will get through it quickly.

Early in the morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, she was woken up by a strange phone call, her consciousness was hazy, and she couldn't bear to say: "Hey." ”

"Do you want to go back to your hometown?" Her voice was slightly cold, but Zhou Qiyang was amiable.

Zhou Jiyou was in a trance for a while, and said lightly: "What hometown?" ”

After this sentence, Zhou Qiyang finally realized that it disturbed her dreams, and reported to his home: "It's me, Zhou Qiyang." ”

She suddenly sobered up and sat up, "What did you just say about your hometown?" ”

"Fushun, the place where our grandfathers lived."

Fushun is an ancient historical city known as the "coal capital". Later, Zhou Jiyou's grandfather met her grandmother, followed her grandmother's steps to Beijing, and used the money shared by the brothers to buy a suite in a small courtyard in Hutong District, which was the bungalow that Zhou Jiyou was compensated for when the state vacated it.

And Zhou Qihua's grandfather used that money to take over a coal mine, and thus embarked on the road to making a fortune.

Zhou Jiyou lived in Fushun for three days, Zhou Qiyang drove her to look for traces of the life of the older generation, Zhou's father proposed to see Zhou Jiyou, he, as an intermediary, did not consult Zhou Jiyou's opinion, and directly refused.

He talked to Zhou Jiyou about it, and Zhou Jiyou said in a cold tone: "You really don't have to tell me, I won't go." ”

Zhou Qiyang has followed his father in the mall since he was a child, and Zhou Jiyou is a little girl with prickly bodies to him. He was not angry at all, and explained to her calmly: "You and I are still half-baked, so I took you to see my parents early, you say, do you recognize this relative, or don't you recognize it?" I've got to get along with you to get a little bit of affection for our distant relative, don't you? ”

He smiled kindly, Zhou Jiyou was stunned, and suddenly felt that his heart was smoked by the warm breeze.

Loved ones, it's really a word after a long absence.

On the evening of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the two flew back to Beijing. Zhou Qiyang's car was parked in the airport parking lot, he drove her back to the apartment, and downstairs, he lowered the window and poked his head out to look at the floor.

"I won't send you up, there is something going on in the restaurant, I have to rush back."

Zhou Jiyou stood outside the window and nodded lightly: "Well, you go back, I don't plan to invite you up." ”

Under the light of the warm yellow street lamp, Zhou Qiyang's eyes were clear and bright, and he smiled: "If you have something, you can find me, don't be embarrassed." ”

Zhou Jiyou didn't say anything.

He hit the steering wheel, and she ducked back to make way for him; After thinking about it for a long time, while he was still there, he caught up and knocked on the window of the car that went up.

The glass lowered again, and he tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhou Jiyou pursed his lips: "You can find someone to check on me, then...... Can you help me check if my grandma is still alive? ”

Zhou Qiyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "I thought you didn't want to know." ”

Zhou Jiyou asked bluntly: "Why?" ”

He sighed and said, "She didn't show up when your father died. ”

"Well, that's why I wanted to make sure if she's no longer alive."

Zhou Qiyang understood, but he still couldn't help but give her a vaccination: "If she is alive and alive well, you will be disappointed." ”

Zhou Jiyou's eyes were calm, and he smiled softly, but he didn't smile: "No." I only choose to accept the people and things around me, and I don't have expectations. Just like you, I don't expect a brother like you to bring much surprise to life, whether you take good care of me or not, I accept it. ”

In an instant, Zhou Qiyang suddenly realized that the reason why she had thorns on her body was because of her lack of security, and over time she formed a kind of self-protection.

Zhou Jiyou took the elevator back to the floor alone, opened the door and entered the house, and a tall black shadow in Heiyueyue's space suddenly approached unexpectedly close and hugged her firmly.

"You're back."