The environment in the backyard is not as oppressive as in the hospital, there is no unpleasant smell of medicine in the air, but there is a faint fragrance of flowers, a sense of comfort for no reason. It's like a private apartment, giving people a sense of tranquility and elegance everywhere, with a slightly dim moonlight and a gentle evening breeze, it is really a pleasant night.

But on such a night, two young girls sat on the steps of the courtyard, and the evening breeze played with their hair, and sometimes played with the hem of their skirts. The two of them didn't bother to fix their hair disturbed by the wind, but just sat there with their own thoughts, sipping the latte in their hands. Although the picture is beautiful, the slightly furrowed appearance of the brow is really not a little comfortable.

"Jiang Ning, do you like Brother Yu?" Mu Qing took a sip of the latte on the side, then put the cup on her lap with both hands, turned her head slightly to look at Jiang Ning and said.

"Why do you ask? Because of that incident in the morning? Jiang Ning looked at Mu Qing with some doubts.

"Maybe, it's just a feeling." Mu Qing picked up the quilt again and slowly drank the warm latte in the cup.

"What does it feel like to like someone?" Jiang Ning looked up at the somewhat dim full moon in the night sky.

"Doesn't Jiang Ning have a favorite person?"

"Never, when I was a kid, there were a few boys who wanted to chase me. I was beaten by my brother, and then no boy would approach me on his own initiative. When Jiang Ning said these words, a warm smile crossed his face.

"He also did that to protect you, for fear that you would be deceived by others."

"Well, I know. My brother always took good care of me and let me do everything. Jiang Ning smiled, then turned his head to look at Mu Qing, like a curious cat wondering what the fish on the windowsill were thinking, and asked tentatively:

"Tell me about you, why do you like him?"

"Why do you like him?" Mu Qing was a little stunned for a moment because of Jiang Ning's question, she never seemed to think about why she liked him, it seemed that it was just because she slowly got to know him, entered his world little by little, and finally became a resident of that world, just like in a warm home, reluctant to leave. Then I fell in love with him inexplicably. Mu Qing smiled slightly and took a big sip of latte. He put the cup on the steps beside him, and then said thoughtfully:

"Maybe it's because he's a lonely dead child. Always cry alone, laugh alone, and bear everything alone. The number of shadows under the lamp has never increased. ”

Jiang Ning sat on the side and listened seriously, Mu Qing glanced at Jiang Ning, and then continued:

"You know what? Brother Yu has never seen his father since he was a child, so he didn't get fatherly love from his father like others, and the only thing he got was a gray childhood. Everyone said that his father was a criminal, and Brother Yu was the son of a criminal, who was discriminated against and excluded by everyone. So Brother Yu has been alone since he was a child, and on the way home, everyone else went home with a group of people, and he was left with only a shadow to accompany him. Can you imagine what it's like to be treated like someone who doesn't exist? Obviously so isolated and helpless, but still smiling silly every day. ”

"The first time I met him was when I was 8 years old, when he was surrounded by a group of people in a corner. I was so frightened that I hid and watched him being beaten by the crowd, and he never fought back or spoke. Just squatting in the corner and bearing it silently. After a while, after the group had left, he slowly got up from the ground. When he saw me hiding on the side, he smiled happily at me, then picked up the schoolbag on the ground and left. It's like nothing happened. Still alone, so lonely. ”

"Don't you think Brother Yu is strange?" Mu Qing turned her head to look at Jiang Ning and asked.

"It's because he's cried enough, that's why he uses laughter to hide the pain in his heart." Jiang Ning didn't know why such a sentence came out of his head, so he said it casually.

"Perhaps, I've never seen Brother Yu cry, and once I asked him why he never cried. That's what he told me. He said that someone once told him a sentence: man, the more he wants to cry, the more he can't cry. Because tears are the source of a person's strength, when tears are lost, strength is lost. ”

"The person who said this to him was such a strange person."

"That's right, but Brother Yu is like a child, and he has always believed in this sentence."

"Kid? I think he's pretty mature. You should feel safe with him, right? ”

"Well, when I'm with him. I feel like I'm not afraid of anything because he'll solve all the problems. You just have to believe in him. But he's really just a child, a child who can't take care of himself. Always silently bear everything, and resist all the sad and sad things alone. I will listen to many sad things, but when I am sad, I can't find anyone to talk to. Then another person silently swallowed the bitter water back. In the eyes of everyone, he is a person who can only laugh all day long, only he knows that when night falls, when he is alone, his eyes are so lonely, and his back is so helpless. But no one would ever walk up to him and give him a warm hug. ”

Mu Qing looked up at the night sky, her pupils were a little deep. The moonlight sprinkled on her smooth face, and there was a bit of a bleak feeling. She closed her eyes and took a shallow breath before continuing:

"He likes to look at the sky like this, but I don't want to see him at this time. Because this is often the time when he is the loneliest. ”

Jiang Ning also looked up at the night sky. In the dark night sky, a few stars occasionally appeared, but they were soon obscured by clouds, and then a few more stars appeared, and then gradually faded away. You don't care where the star that disappeared just now has gone, and in whose eyes it appears now, or it may have fallen. You just wonder where the next star is? But the next star may not be as beautiful as you imagined, you don't think about the last star, so you think about where the next one is? And so on, always waiting for the next one, but never remembering the star you once saw.

"I'm sorry for talking to myself." Mu Qing came back to her senses and looked at Jiang Ning, who was looking up at the starry sky blankly, and said.

"I just wanted a simple hug, but I never got it. He's really a lonely dead child. ”