After a while, Fang Qinghan slowly squatted down, and slowly stretched out his hand, grabbing the notebook that fell to the ground, and at the same time, opened his mouth in a gentle and brisk tone: "Haven't you always wanted to go out to play, it just so happens that my brother's recent films have been completed, where do you want to go, Maldives or Pu?"

His voice stopped abruptly, scattered on the ground in the notebook, there was a book that happened to fall open the cover, when he picked it up, he naturally saw the content of the open page, it was a song of compassion for the peasants: hoeing the eyes of the noon, sweat drops of the soil, who knows that the plate of Chinese food, the grains are hard

A soft and glutinous child's voice vaguely sounded in his ears, and it was delicate with a bit of lai pi taste: "Brother hoe is so difficult to write, and there are also meal words, Hanhan will learn it next time."

Seeing that the boy did not object, the little girl immediately hit the snake with the stick, and demanded inch by inch: "This drop word, and the grain word is so difficult to write."

In the echo of the child's voice, his mind was numb, but his fingers seemed to have self-awareness, and he turned to the next page, and it was another unforgettable collection of poems: goose goose goose, song to the sky, white hair floating green water, red anthurium plucking clear waves!

The pen marks of each word are very deep, the force penetrates the back of the paper, and there are large swaths of traces on the paper that seem to have been dizzy, Fang Qinghan seems to see that the girl straightens her waist, her little face collapses tightly, she holds the pen tightly, and while writing, she can't restrain her tears.

He was silent, picked up the last notebook, and slowly stood up again.

Looking at the handsome face of the man opposite as always, but it was different from the spring breeze in the past, there was no expression on Jun's face, a pair of deep eyes drooped slightly, just didn't look at her, Jian Han sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

If she and Fang Qinghan were in a straight line, then the position where she was staying now would just be face to face with him, close enough for the tips of their noses to touch and their breaths to intertwin.

It's a pity that she happened to be in the wrong position with him, just like the lives of two people, infinitely close, but they can never coincide.

In the silence, the girl's hoarse voice broke the silence in the room: "Actually, my brother hates me in his heart."

The young man's body shook, and finally he raised his eyes and looked at the girl on the side, his vision was obscure and difficult to read.

The girl looked ahead, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, obviously laughing but making people feel extremely bitter: "No matter what I do, my brother tolerates me infinitely, the love letters I secretly hid when I was a child, the itinerary that I changed privately when I grew up, and even instigated my brother's fans to attack the actress who had an affair with my brother, and my brother never said a word about me, I am still so gentle and amiable, every holiday, no matter how far away, no matter where I am, I will deliberately rush back to spend it with me"

After a pause, the girl's eyes were already laughing with tears: "So, my brother hates me."

"Weave a dense net with infinite tenderness, and net me in it, but when I want to get close to my brother, my brother refuses my approach, does my brother want me to fall into the pain of not being able to ask for it for the rest of my life?"

The young man didn't speak, his fingers grasping the notebook tightened slightly, and his nails were pale.

The girl's confiding continued: "But my brother has been acting for too long, and he has deceived himself, and it has become my brother's instinct to pamper me." I was really wrong before, I said, I just want to be with my brother forever, in fact, that's what my brother thinks."

The girl took a deep breath and said word by word: "Brother, actually, you can't do without me."

The girl's gaze moved little by little, and the eyes of the two finally intersected in the air, and their eyes were entangled, such as love and hatred between the two, and they couldn't tell what love was and what was hate, and the rest was just habitually dependent on each other.

The smile on the girl's face was even bigger, and the tears became more and more turbulent, but she tried to keep her eyes open, and her eyes greedily roamed the young man's handsome face inch by inch, "At that time, I was very greedy, in fact, I not only want to be with my brother all the time, I also want to be my brother's wife"

Before the words fell, the bodies of the two people shook at the same time, but Jian Han felt a sense of relief, and if she had pressed her heart for many years, she finally said the secret that the two of them had tacitly known.

The young man still didn't speak, but his eyes became more and more complicated, precipitating emotions that perhaps even he didn't understand.

The girl finally turned her gaze away, and her smile gradually became bitter: "It's a pity, now I have understood that this wish will never come true." ”

Her voice weakened suddenly, and she muttered as if she was talking to herself, "The hatred of killing my father, the hatred of losing my mother."

The young man's breathing became significantly heavier, and the eight words in the girl's mouth were the past he was most reluctant to recall, and every time he thought of it, it was like a nightmare, and the pain made people hate to destroy the whole world.

The girl took a deep breath, and the smile on her face suddenly became brighter, like a rainbow after the rain, and even the tone of her voice was brisk like a lively deer in the forest: "Now, my brother is no longer my only relative, I now have parents who love me very much, my father has two, my mother also has two, my grandparents are very amiable, and my brother and brother, my cousins are also very good."

She snorted fiercely, "In the past, I died once for my brother, this time, let me be willful and live a good life for myself."

"Goodbye, brother"

With this last farewell whisper, the girl raised her foot and walked towards the door, just when the two were staggered side by side, Fang Qinghan felt a panic in his heart, faintly feeling that he was about to lose the treasure that he had treasured for a long time, he instinctively reached out to grab it, but at this time, the girl seemed to realize something, her right arm was raised at this time, like a flexible swimming fish, his hand and her hand were missed in the air.

The young man suddenly turned around, stared at the girl's back tightly, his eyes were deep, and he opened his mouth word by word: "That marriage certificate is fake"

The girl paused, but did not look back, chuckled, "I know, didn't my brother make an ID card for himself when he was sixteen years old, so that it is convenient to work?"

"I was also worried that others would find out that it was fake, but my brother actually took it to the bank to open an account"

Her voice paused, and both of them fell into a long and pleasant memory for a moment.

After a while, she opened her mouth again and said seriously: "I, like my mother, hope that my brother can be a good person, okay, brother"

Fang Qinghan was slightly distracted, watching the girl open the door and walk out of his field of vision, and at the same time, from his life.