Song Lingjian pulled me up and laughed with Han San, and with great strength pushed us outside the courtyard gate one by one, and slammed the courtyard door shut, and she could still hear her cursing inside: "Get out of here, the farther away the better!" The farther away the better! ”

I covered my eyes and cried sadly: "Song Lingjian, you are too much!" ”

Han San smiled and didn't speak for a while.

also said that Song Lingjian cares about me, she is simply a person who doesn't care about other people's feelings by letting her own temperament!

I just thought she was good, I took it back!

Han San smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Okay, good, you dare to say tough words when the door is closed, don't cry, she wants to be so fierce, let her die alone." Let's ignore her, let her build a web into a spider, and then become a spider spirit, hehehahahaha ”

I choked up, "Why is this happening...... I...... I just want to make her happy...... Nothing more...... I thought that Haipiao could be a little happy, but I didn't expect it...... I hurt him......"

Han Sanxiao kept pulling away my hand to cover my eyes, and said helplessly: "Blind flying, don't-you look at me, cry and cry, don't scratch your eyes, you can't be cured if you're blind again-"

I couldn't stop crying.

"-Don't-don't cry, what's the matter, why are you crying more and more? It's ugly to cry, alas, it's ugly, it's really sinful. ”

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and said, "What kind of sin? My eyes are already healed. ”

Han San smiled and pointed to himself, "It's me!" It's my eyes! You're crying so ugly, they're so guilty, okay! ”

I couldn't help but laugh, and then cried: "You bastard, you will bully me at any point!" ”

"Okay, bastard, bastard, don't you talk to death when people quarrel?" Han Sanxiao carried me into the courtyard and walked towards the small hall, "They will solve their own affairs by themselves - let's eat, I'll start work in a while - the broth is all filmed, it's really pitiful......"

Han San smiled and read it, then sat down and continued to eat, relishing the taste, the show just now was just a bustle for him.

I angrily pushed his head and said, "You really have no conscience! ”

Han San choked with laughter and screamed in his nose.

I didn't bother to pay attention to him and was discharged from the hospital to find Xia Xia.

As soon as he got out of the alley, he ran into Xia Xia, who stood at the gate of the courtyard in despair and didn't come in, his eyes were red.

"What's wrong? Didn't catch up? I worried.

Xia Xia wiped his eyes and said softly: "I caught up, but he said that he wanted to stay alone for a while." ”

"And where did he go?"

Xia Xia shook her head: "Just say that if you take a walk, I'll be back." ”

I blamed myself: "It's all my fault, but I don't understand Song Lingjian anymore......"

Xia Xia said: "Brother Haipiao won't be angry with Sister Song, right?" Although- although Sister Song was really fierce and terrifying just now......"

I was speechless, and I blamed myself even more, I didn't even have the courage to protect Haipiao in person, and I was scolded by Song Lingjian for a few words and shed tears.

Xia Xia said: "I'm going to give that guy a hot meal, if he doesn't come back at night, I'll go to him again." ”

I nodded and went in with her: "Yan is wrong, right?" I'm going to see him—"

I could clearly feel Xia Xia pause, as if hesitating.

I hurriedly added: "Don't worry, I know he doesn't want to see me, I'll see how he is, he won't stay long." ”

Xia Xia nodded, her eyes red again.

The two of us held hands, as if the world was left to rely on each other.

As soon as we entered the hospital, Han San had already come out with a staggering smile, with a toothpick in his mouth, looking like he was full of food and drink.

"I'm going to work, don't think too much about me." He waved at us.

I saw that he had something bulging around his waist, and he must have stuffed a lot of food in it.

I glared at him, and he ran away with a grin.

As I passed by the hall, I glanced at the food on the table, and there were only two small chicken thighs left, and I remember that there were obviously seven or eight. Is this dead guy hanging a chicken rib around his waist?!

Xia Xia went to the kitchen to get a hot meal, and I went to the backyard to see Yan Cuo first.

The door was hidden, and I knocked on it.

"Yes." Yan mistakenly answered, which was regarded as answering the door.

I pushed the door open and walked in, afraid to see his irritable or haggard face again, but fortunately, his expression was calm, and although it was pale, it was not as intimidating as before.

I smiled, and I finally had something happy about today: "You're so much better." ”

Yan Cuo looked behind me, then turned his gaze back, struggling to sit up straight with his injured arm.

I tried to step forward, but I stopped again, and he looked at me and lay back again, as if he was afraid that I would help him.

Xia Xia came in with the food, and set it up on the bed in silence, her eyes still red.

Yan took a wrong look at her, looked at me, and thought we had a fight.

Xia Xia soup mixed with rice, Yan said wrongly: "I'm much better, come by yourself." ”

Xia Xia immediately put the spoon on the table, retreated to the hall and said, "Then I'll go wash the dishes." With that, he left.

Yan Cuo pressed his eyebrows, and there was irritability in Fang Cai's calm and serene eyes.

I sighed.

"I'm much better, if she doesn't want to serve me like a girl, forget it, I'll come by myself." Yan sat up straight as if out of breath, as if to prove that he had become strong.

"No, don't think about it." I said bitterly.

Yan Cuo picked up the spoon with great difficulty and ate a mouthful of food, as if he was careless, and as if he was willing to ask me after a long time: "What's wrong with the front yard?" I hear the bell ringing, where is Brother Hai Piao? ”

"After a quarrel, Song Lingjian lost his temper and drove Haipiao away."

Yan Cuo was stunned, stared at me and said, "What about Brother Haipiao?" ”

In just a while, he had already asked Haipiao twice, like an unstable child who had to look at the adults all the time, afraid that he would be left alone.

I swallowed my guilt and really felt that it was all my fault: "I left, saying that I wanted to be alone for a while." Xia Xia is depressed because of this, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

Anger flashed in Yan Cuo's eyes, and he said, "Why did Song Lingjian lose his temper and drive him away?" He always accommodates her like this! But who cares about his mood ?! ”

Sure enough, Yan Cuo would be the first to stand up for the sea drifting, if he wasn't injured now and unable to move, he would definitely go to him immediately.

I whispered to myself: "I care, I care...... It's all useless to me, I can't help a little, it will only add to the chaos...... And please help me clean up the mess......"

Yan Cuo ignored me, lowered his head and continued to drink the rice soup.

I said timidly, "I'll go find him in a while, don't be angry." ”

Yan glanced at me wrongly, his eyes were not as vicious as when he was angry just now, and his tone was a little impatient, but he was still a lot gentler: "If you know that you are a troublemaker, you should get involved in other people's affairs, not everyone has a good eye for you." ”

I was stunned, and I felt inexplicably a little warm and a little sad.

The warmth is because I know that Yan Cuo is vaguely holding grievances for me, for fear that I will be bullied by Song Lingjian if I am too good at talking; It's sad because of his words, his upbringing caused him to be suspicious and hostile to everyone, and I always blindly believe that others are dependent on others.

When I went to Zhang's Muyuan that day, the words that Zhang Dan said suddenly rang clearly in my ears:

Since someone has become the sun, someone must have become a shadow.

Xia Xia always said that I am the sun that illuminates her life, am I the sun that Zhang Shan said in his mouth...... And Yan Cuo has become a shadow that will definitely be under the sun?

I looked at Yan Cuo's pale and vicissitudes of life, and Zhang Dan's unconvincing question kept ringing in my ears: Then you say, what is wrong with the person who became the shadow? Is it just because another person was chosen for the sun?

What's wrong with Yan?

He grew up with this "typo" since he was a child? Is it just because I was chosen to be the sun?

Your father is always eccentric, Zhang Dan said.

He was right, for so many years, he was the only one who said a fair word as an outsider.

"Do you like the black iron rod that Master Zhang ironed for you?" I asked straight in the head.

Yan Cuo gave me a strange look, because the topic did jump stiffly.

He bowed his head and clumsily cleaned up the dishes, he ate very cleanly, there was not a single grain of rice left at the bottom of the bowl, and it took a while to get along, and I found out that he had this good habit.

"Why do you ask this? What's the matter with you? Yan Cuo wiped the clean table.

"Just ask, if you are not satisfied with anything, you can change it."

"Just a stick, what is satisfactory or dissatisfied, what can be changed." Yan Cuo looks like he doesn't care.

"Oh...... The last time I went to Zhang's yard, I happened to meet Master Zhang repairing this stick, and I heard him comment a few words on this stick, and it seemed to be very powerful—"

"How did he know about the Darkiron Rod?" Yan Cuo looked at me directly, not like he was questioning, and there was some curiosity in his eyes.

"He makes a living from wood, so he will always know some of it, and besides, listening to him, this black iron rod is still a legend." I can't help but feel a little proud.

Yan snorted disdainfully, but it may have been somewhere, so he couldn't help frowning again, and coughed: "What legend can a broken stick have, no one will pick it up if it is thrown away." ”

I laughed, I was really stubborn, saying so, but I was very precious in my heart, and my mouth was hard and soft.

I nodded, pretending to believe his innocence, and said, "Oh, forget it, I thought he was telling the truth, maybe it was just nonsense, so I almost believed it, I thought it was really that great." ”

Yan looked at me wrongly, looking like she wanted to ask but couldn't.

I looked around, but I couldn't find the black iron rod, and I didn't know where Yan was hiding it.

Xia Xia took hot water and put it on the washing shelf, drained the hot towel and gave it to Yan Cuo, and asked, "Why is Sister Fei still there?" The hot water boiled a lot, soak your feet early to warm up and sleep. ”

I replied, "It's not cold, I've slept too much during the day, and I'm not sleepy at this time—I'm talking to Yan about the Xuantie Stick, and I heard Master Zhang mention it two days ago, and it looks like it's magical." ”

The depression on Xia Xia's face was swept away, and her big eyes flashed with curiosity, and she said, "Is that the short stick?" What magic can it be? It's rare to hear Master Zhang praise objects, he always has a straight face and hates this and that, and Brother Zhu is scolded by him a lot. He stuck out his tongue and smiled.

I love seeing Xia Xia like this.

Yan Cuo's eyes flashed with pride.

I nodded, "yes, so I'd like to take a closer look, but—"

Xia Xia immediately pushed away Yan Cuo, who was compressing his arm, took out a dark iron rod from behind his stacked soft pillow, and brought it to me: "What can be so special?" It's tighter than any other stick. ”

Yan Coo stared at Xia Xia's back, and then at me, looking like he wanted to refuse but was powerless to resist.

Xia Xia suddenly thought of something and said, "However, I've seen this stick stretch very long—" After that, she turned her head and glanced at Yan Cuo, with a smile on her face.

The last time Yan Cuo and Zhu Jing competed a few tricks in the courtyard, it was also the first time I saw the Xuantie Rod, and it was like a thousand troops surging in Yan Cuo's hands, Yan Cuo at that time recalled that it was indeed extraordinary, and he also gave Xia Xia the fire leaves picked up in the competition with Zhu Jing, and caused Xia Xia to misunderstand that he was going to drive her away-

I nodded and said, "Well, Master Zhang said that this black iron rod can be long or short, and the longest can be up to eight feet three inches." ”

Yan Cuo lowered his eyes, thoughtfully, it seems that he doesn't seem to know the true length of the Xuantie rod, didn't his father tell him?

Xia Xia's eyes widened, and he turned his head to look at Yan Cuo again, and said, "If you can stretch so long, you can dry your clothes!" ”

The corners of Yan Cuo's mouth twitched slightly, and he lowered his head and piled a pile of pillows, like a mockery but extremely gentle: "Women and children only know how to cook and do laundry." ”

The movement, the voice, was very gentle.