Jiang Lige had just finished the assembly line work under her pen, and when she saw Zhao Minghao crying wolf, she felt funny, she turned her head and gave Song Wanqiao advice, "You have to wait for others to copy it before you accept it, you can't pull it hard, it will ruin popularity." ”

Song Wanqiao sat on a stool and slowly sorted out the collected homework book, and raised an unrelated topic, "Do you like Zhao Minghao?" ”

"What?"

"Yesterday, you said you liked Zhao Minghao."

"No, I just saw that he had just fallen out of love, and I was afraid that he would not want to hang himself, so I said that, when a person has comfort in his heart, he has sustenance in his heart, and he will still be nostalgic for the beauty of this world, this is a roundabout tactic, do you understand?"

Song Wanqiao looked at her faintly and shook her head.

He didn't understand why he liked it so easily, and why he deceived others if he didn't like it.

This problem is more difficult than math and geometry problems and chemical equations.

Jiang Lige was speechless, why did she explain to him, how was it a bit like the scene where a husband caught his wife cheating?

She was taken aback by this metaphor, and hurriedly took advantage of Song Wanqiao's distraction to throw a homework book at Zhao Minghao, "Hurry up." ”

"Thank you, brother, great kindness, forever unforgettable."

Zhao Minghao threw his hand at her, and then continued to copy the unfinished place, his mood at the moment really felt like he had returned to the cool forest from the scorching sun.

The days slipped by unchanged, and the first semester of the entire first year of high school ended like this, after the final exams, and in the blink of an eye, it was the New Year.

The annual moment of joy is a brief pause in the hearts of students across the country.

Reunion, buying new clothes, getting New Year's money, and most importantly, a group of adults can say some hypocritical things together in the name of visiting relatives and friends, such as whose children have good grades, whose family has more income this year, and so on.

Jiang Lige's family does not have many relatives, uncles, aunts, and uncles, and they will be gone in three days.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, all kinds of red lanterns are hung on the branches, and most of the shops on both sides are actively selling gifts, waiting for passers-by to choose.

In the streets and alleys, the cool wind is whistling, and the fragrance of wine and meat wafts from the range hood from time to time.

Jiang Lige took a breath of air hard, and couldn't help but sigh, the New Year's breeze just smelled good, although it was biting cold.

Pulling the scarf around her neck, her thoughts unconsciously shifted to Song Wanqiao.

I wonder what he was doing during the Chinese New Year?

He, is he home?

"Sister, where are we going?" The little cutie wrapped like a small rice dumpling opened her mouth in a muffled voice.

Jiang Lige noticed that she was holding a person in her hand, and the reason why she took him out was because the house was too cold, and her mother wanted her to take Jiang Nansheng to the supermarket to escape the cold.

"Go...... Go to a warm place. ”

"Really?"

"Of course."

She patted her chest and promised, secretly thinking about going to Song Wanqiao first, if he was not at home, she would take Nansheng to the non-fog supermarket, anyway, go around and not buy anything and not break the law.

walked for a while, until the soles of his feet were hot, and then he arrived at the door of Song Wanqiao's house.

She knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered, and she knocked a few times, but there was still no movement, and she couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Why are you here?"

Turning his head, Song Wanqiao was holding half a bottle of Nongfu Spring in her hand, her messy hair was stuck to her forehead with sweat, and her face was flushed after exercise.

"Where have you been?"

"Run."

Even in winter, he is used to running a few laps around the playground every day.

"You really didn't come home?"

He took out his key and opened the door and replied, "Where are you going?" This is my home. ”

And the home that everyone thought was without his family.

But he was homeless, why did she look so happy?

Jiang Lige was just a little excited because he hadn't seen him for more than half a month, and he came to him by luck, and he really ran into him.

She knew that he and his father didn't seem to be on good terms, and that his mother was long gone.

As for the reason, he didn't choose to tell her, and she naturally wouldn't snoop on it, everyone has unspeakable secrets in their hearts, maybe digging them out, it will be bloody.

"Oh, this is my brother, Jiang Nansheng, Nansheng, call my brother."

"Brother."

The tender and soft voice seems to be able to melt people's hard hearts.

Song Wanqiao pressed her hand on the light switch for a moment, and inexplicably felt that a string was touched.

He turned, "I'll go take a shower first, wait for me." ”

"Oh good, go ahead, go ahead."

Jiang Lige hooked the corners of his mouth, and he said, wait for me.

He didn't drive him away.

My heart is like being filled with churning candy that I ate when I was a child, and it is so sweet.

After he left, she looked around carefully, this was her second time here, and it was still so unsmoky.

There are pots, oil, and seasonings in the kitchen, but the refrigerator is empty, and the cutting board has no signs of being moved.

Sure enough, living alone is the most natural way of life for him, and he seems to have lived to the present day.

Walk to the window and raise your hand to pull the thick blackout curtains open. Suddenly the room poured in with bright light.

She casually lowered her head, and suddenly found a bottle of medicine on the windowsill. She glanced at the bathroom, estimating that the people inside would not come out for a while, so she picked it up curiously, and turned it upside down, there was no weight, and it was estimated that most of it had been eaten.

Take a closer look, and a few big words come into view: five golden flowers.

Her heart throbbed, and she froze there,

Ordinary people may not know this medicine, but she knows best that her aunt's husband was deceived because of business, and he took this antidepressant medicine for a long time, and finally committed suicide by jumping off the building, leaving a three-year-old daughter and millions of foreign debts.

My aunt cried to her mother many times, and every time she came, her eyes were full of tears.

But Song Wanqiao, what kind of painful thing did she encounter, she was only sixteen years old, so she took this medicine.

What did he go through before?

She glanced thoughtfully at the white clouds outside the window, and remembered a sentence she had read a long time ago: those who live alone are either beasts or gods.

But he was nothing, perhaps, just a child who had been wounded.

She gently put the medicine back in place and fiddled with it for a moment, trying to make it not show signs of being moved.

Ten minutes later, when Song Wanqiao came out, the two of them turned into four people like a trick.

He changed into a milky white sweater and black slacks, and looked at the few people who occupied the magpie's nest.

Dove No. 1 spoke first: "Don't blame me, it's the two of them who have to come here if they want to die or live." ”

"Jiang Lige, are you embarrassed? Who said that Song Wanqiao invited us to come over to play, and said that his house was big, which was convenient for us to play, and asked me to bring a deck of cards. ”

No. 2 dove raised the playing cards in his hand and added fuel to the fire, "I haven't even agreed yet, master, so you hung up the phone." ”

No. 3 dove was even more confused: "Yes, Jiang Jiang, didn't you say that Song Wanqiao fainted at home?" Let me come and carry him into the hospital with you. ”

No. 2 dove sneered, it was simply a service to these two people, worthy of being a brain-dead sister, one dared to speak, the other dared to believe, fainted Jiang Lige How did he get in?

Look at Dove No. 4 again, he has his fingers in his mouth, as if he is savoring the food, immersed in his own world, completely unaware of what is happening in the outside world.

Song Wanqiao was helpless, and glanced at the landline in the corner, it was obvious that someone had moved, and it must have been a secret call while he was taking a shower.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Lige for a long time, like a cultured father waiting for his naughty son's explanation, which probably meant: See what you say?