More than half a month has passed, and Lin Shijun can be regarded as talking, and he really didn't bother her. Qi Jingyan's clothes were also coming to an end, and he accepted an ugly thick cotton coat, always thinking that it was cold and unconsciously renewing cotton inside, and made a smoke-blue smock outside, when he thought of wearing it on him, he looked like a dog.

On this day, the cold is pressing, the moon is hanging high, under the corner of the wall outside the courtyard, the duo sent to keep vigil tonight is leaning against the wall, the timid Huang San, who is suspicious, is looking around with big eyes of copper bells, and suddenly hammered the buddy who was squatting on the side: "Xiao Hei, have you seen it?" There seems to be a figure just now. ”

Zhang Erhei rubbed his eyes that were almost glued together, pushed him in annoyance, and continued to sleep in the corner, muttering: "Who is there?" This is all Aunt Zhao's dead son, I don't like the eldest lady, this cold day, isn't this a toss? Don't look at it, hurry up and come over and get warmer. ”

Qi Jingyan was asleep when he heard the door lock ringing, and after a while, he felt that a person had entered. A burst of cold air swept in, Qi Jingyan was woken up by the cold, and when she opened her eyes in fear, she saw a drunk Lin Shijun sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her.

With his head pressed against her chest, as if listening to her heartbeat, it took a moment to breathe a sigh of relief and sit up. The hand was on her face, caressing her face, but the hand was so cold that she shivered.

"Take away your dirty hands."

Lin Shijun saw that she was awake, her eyes lit up, she held her little face with both hands, and kissed her. A smell of wine came to his nose, choking Qi Jingyan coughed twice.

Then he took the lamp and happily took out an object from his arms: "Little Lantern Festival, this is the snack I brought to you when I went to Zezhou." ”

？？？ Zezhou, Lingchuan to Zezhou, more than 100 miles, three or four days round trip, no wonder I didn't come for half a month. Originally...... It turned out that he was out on an errand, and he dared to trick her into making clothes for him at home.

Lin Shijun looked at the "dim sum" in his hand in a daze, muttering in his mouth.

"Oops! I obviously brought snacks, why did I become a handful of peach blossoms? ”…… He thought about it, angrily dropped the purse in his hand, tore open his shirt, and rummaged inside: "Where's my snack?" I brought snacks for the little Lantern Festival...... Where did it go? ”

Then stared at her with big watery eyes, and pulled the corner of her clothes aggrievedly: "Little Yunxiao...... It's gone. The dim sum is gone...... Your favorite restaurant, I queued up for an hour. Gone......"

Qi Jingyan was caught off guard all of a sudden, he didn't drink in his previous life. In her memory, it was only once or twice a year. Because he always said that drinking is bad.

Lin Shijun stood up slowly: "No, I have to go back and find it." ”

The door creaked open and closed again.

Qi Jingyan looked at the purse smashed in the palm of her hand, a little distracted, this was the first purse she sewed, the stitches were big, the show was poor, and the mandarin duck was embroidered like a water duck. The peach blossoms inside were when they went to Shilipo together that year, they sat under the tree holding hands and fell asleep.

She clearly remembered that a few years ago, her embroidery rose sharply, and she was a little disgusted with her previous craftsmanship, and asked him for the purse, and he said that he had lost it a long time ago, but he didn't think that until now, he has been hiding it closely.

Qi Jingyan felt that the pool of clear water in his heart had been muddied by him again. She lay on the bed with her purse in her hand, tossing and turning.

The door slammed open, the drunken Lin Shijun shook back again, Qi Jingyan got up, and before he could get out of bed, he brought him a cup of cold tea.

He sat down on the couch and hugged her waist: "Little Lantern Festival, do you know? Today is my mother's death day. ”

Qi Jingyan felt a moist feeling in her thin clothes, and she wondered, did he cry? By the way, the time he drinks once or twice a year is the death day of his parents.

"It's been four years, and I haven't missed her for a single day."

Qi Jingyan touched his head, every year at this time, he would hold her, stay quiet for a while, and then there would be nothing to do. It won't be like it is today.

"Why do you think my mother died? Can't she be stronger? Do you love your father so much? Can't you live a few more years for me? I'll be left alone...... Alone! …… You don't know how big the house is, the lights that used to be on will never turn on again, it's very deserted. ”

Lin Shijun leaned on her quietly for a while, as if she was asleep, Qi Jingyan moved to check, and listened to him laugh.

"But it's okay, I still have a little Lantern Festival." Then he paused: "But she's dead too." ”

Qi Jingyan didn't know what to say for a while, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

He suddenly got up, knelt in front of her, and touched her cheek: "You look like my little Lantern Festival, are you okay to be my little Lantern Festival?" ”

He looked at her, making her "I ......" for a moment

He lowered his hand dejectedly: "Don't you want to either?" Never mind...... You don't want to, I don't want to. She's much better looking than you, and she loves to laugh better than you, like you're a crying face all day long. ”