At ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Xi was staying alone in his room, looking at his younger brother sleeping on the bed, and he was also a little drowsy.

In the past two days, I have been reluctant to take care of my younger brother day and night, and I have indeed had some sleep overdraft. Thinking that his mother may have carried it over in such sleepless lunch breaks on weekdays, his tiredness is not worth mentioning at all. In the past few days, I happened to be close to the exam, and the school had no course arrangement, so I took the time to replace my mother and let her sleep well.

At this time, the mother in the next room happened to send a message, which was: Don't stay up late at night, you can sleep yourself, as long as you are here, Yanbei must be very well-behaved. Don't worry! If you have something, call Mom.

Yan Xi replied: Didn't you go back to make up for sleep, it's ten o'clock, and you haven't rested yet.

Mom replied: Well, just sleep.

The Yanbei in his mother's mouth is actually his younger brother who is the same egg and has a similarity of more than 90%.

Yanxi put down her phone, made pillows with her hands, and closed her eyes on the side of her brother's bed. Although he was indeed a little sleepy, he remained half-asleep with high vigilance. In a drowsy state, fragments of his and Yanbei's childhood memories appeared in the dream.

His younger brother was born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, but three hours later than himself. It's just a pity that when they were three years old, their parents realized that their younger brother was different from ordinary people: he was a severe autistic child. In order to better treat and take care of his younger brother, after the age of three, he and his younger brother were raised separately and placed in the house of his grandparents in other provinces.

Until he was seven years old, his parents took him back to the house once, and that time, his mother was surprised to find that his younger brother, who usually had a dull expression and a blank gaze, suddenly had a light in his eyes. That light seems to bring hope to this family that has been heavy for many years. The doctor who treated my brother for a long time explained that there is indeed some magical telepathy between identical twins, and perhaps, for autistic children, they should not be raised separately.

Since then, he has returned to his brother and parents. Sure enough, Yanbei, who never talks to people and refuses others to touch him, took the initiative to give Yanxi a big hug one day, and took his favorite electronic piano toy to Yanxi to share. Later, they could even play happily together, and Yanbei was no longer a child who didn't open his mouth to speak, happy or sad, he gradually began to express. But these are limited to him and Yanxi.

However, this is the best sign of my brother's transition from severe autism to mild autism. There seems to be a strong tacit understanding between Yanxi and Yanbei, seven-year-old Yanbei seems to be playing the electronic piano he likes randomly, but in fact, only Yanxi understands that it is actually a score composed by his younger brother. Until one day, when Yanxi sorted out his brother's score and played a beautiful piece completely, his father, who is a composer, praised this piece in disbelief. Since then, every sheet of music composed by Yan Bei will be completely recorded by Yan Xi, and even he taught his younger brother to play his own sheet music. At the age of 10, Yanbei was already able to compose and play independently, except that he didn't like to communicate with others, and had some mild autism, he was actually a little piano genius.

After Yanxi went to college, Yanbei would cry when he couldn't see him for a long time. So he went home to see his brother this time. But he seems to be a bit clingy and needs someone to accompany him when he sleeps at night.

It had only been less than 20 minutes since he fell asleep when Yanxi's mobile phone vibrated again. He thought it was his mother who was worried and reminded him to go to bed quickly.

When I opened it, it was a WeChat account without adding a note: "What is the name of the new book?" I really hope to see the literature as soon as possible. ”

"You are?" , Yan Xi's first reaction was to know the identity of the other party first.

But for a long time, the other party did not reply.

He tried to recall it, this WeChat seems to have been added three days ago, as for why he didn't add notes, mainly because he took several sets of guest films that day, and went to eat hot pot after being busy, and when he returned to the dormitory and opened WeChat, the address book reminded that there were about seven or eight people to add a request for friends, basically all of them were customers who took pictures that day, so that he didn't know who these people were.

However, he suddenly seemed to be hit on the head by something, and remembered that when he ate hot pot that day, she also added herself! And talked about his new book.

He suddenly felt guilty for his paralysis and carelessness, maybe this WeChat was her. Originally, he said that he was going to send her the title of the book, but when he returned from eating hot pot that day, he helped her check the camera and put on his own lens for her, and the next day before he could return it to her, he went home to see his brother, and forgot about it.

After reacting, he hurriedly operated to "recall" the previous message and found that it was impossible to retract.

He was a little annoyed. I don't know how to reply to the other person......

At this time, Ling Buyan, who was lying on the bed in the dormitory, seemed to sink his heart to the bottom of the sea, and his sadness was like a typhoon passing through, as vast as a piece of barren grass lying down. Unprecedented loss and frustration overwhelmed her. She lamented that she had brought humiliation upon herself,......

So when Fruit sent her a batch of spoof emojis, she couldn't laugh at all, and instead was filled with unspeakable sadness. She didn't reply in seconds when she saw Li Qingguo's news as in the past, but turned off her mobile phone and covered the quilt to comfort herself.

According to Li Qingguo, Ling Buyan ignored her, and she was more anxious than falling out of love, because there was definitely something.

So the fruit bombarded with three "Didn't you sleep, did you?" ”。

Three more "Quick Reply!" ”。

In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, and she came directly to three more things: "Broken love? ”

Ling Buyan was really impatient with the sound of the mobile phone vibrating next to his pillow. She could guess with her heels that it was Li Qingguo who bombarded her mobile phone like this!

opened WeChat, and she replied to Li Qingguo: "It's rested!" Do Not Disturb! ”

The fruit replied in seconds: "If there is sincerity, it will be disturbed!" ”

Unstained: "Disturb and blacken again!" ”

Fruit: "Pull you bazaar!" ”

Do not dye: "Please add the other person as a friend first......"

Fruit: "Don't! Although it is painful to fall out of love, you need to be cautious when blacking out! ”

Buyan smiled in his heart: "Go to sleep, we'll talk about it that day." ”

Fruit: "Today will be tomorrow, tomorrow will be when?" Today's heart is done today! ”

Unstained: "I've convinced you......"

Being tossed by Li Qingguo like this, Ling Buyan's mood seemed to ease a lot, and she sorted out her thoughts. continued to reply: "It wasn't until today that I found out that I had a glass heart........."

Fruit: "How?" ”

"Actually, I don't fall in love at all, and I don't know how to like someone, so I don't like ...... easily"

Fruit: "In my opinion, love is just a good gathering and dispersing, just like the fate between ordinary people, I met you, you met me, we have a good impression of each other, and we have gone through a period of time, long or short." If the edge is deep, it will be a lifetime, and if the edge is shallow, it will be a paragraph. ”

Unstained: "I have always felt that only a lifetime can be regarded as love." But if you love it, I'm afraid it's not a lifetime. ”

Guozi: "If you are afraid and dare not love, can it still be called love?" Sister, you're striding forward, wow! ”

Bu Yan sneered: "Okay, you can get ...... out"

Fruit: "Okay, you know you're happy...... Go to bed! ”

In fact, what Ling Buyan wanted to say to Li Qingguo was: "Okay, you know that you are a pistachio......

But this kind of polite words that made the two awkward were completely out of taste when they said it.

"When you meet someone and your life begins to change, it turns out that it's not a plot that only happens when you're in love." , After posting such a state in the WeChat circle of friends, Li Qingguo liked it in seconds.

Buyan smiled, which reminded her of high school, the two had been ordinary classmates at first, until the second half of the second semester of high school became good friends, the reason is also very simple, but it was a casual chat, found that one of them wanted to learn a foreign language and one wanted to learn Chinese, and then found that they all liked Sanmao, Long Yingtai, Naoko Anfang, Milan Kundera, "The Big Bang Theory", and then naturally became friends.

Of course, they are still different. For example, Li Qingguo would rather die than read Haruki Murakami's book, although Buzhi has recommended it to her 10,000 times. But when Haruki Murakami released a new book "When I Talk About Running, What Do I Talk About", Li Qingguo bought it to Ling Buyan as soon as possible.

After the college entrance examination, because I was worried that I would not be admitted to the same university, I went to revisit two movies about girlfriends, one was "Summer of Jeans" in the United States, originally called "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants". If we talk about "sisterhood", another Korean movie "Sunshine Sisters" tells the story of a small group of seven girls, and the sisterhood that spans 25 years looks more immortal and legendary.

But looking at the frightening school violence and the unhealable wounds caused by the group of girls, she still prefers the gentle details in "Summer of Jeans", which are subtle but reach people's hearts.

For most of us who grew up in a quiet campus, girlfriends shouldn't fight in groups from time to time and stick knives in each other's ribs in the dark corners of the campus. It's more like the short and warm letters to each other in "The Summer of Jeans", the "bang" sound when sitting on the floor and opening the puffed food packaging bag together, the small emotions of turning around angrily and reconciling a few days after being awkward, and the excitement and fireworks of pushing and laughing and shouting on the road.

Thinking about it, Bu Ran felt her eyelids start to fight, she closed her eyes tightly and began to sleep, at this time, the phone vibrated again, and she ignored it.

Until she woke up the next morning, she hurriedly got up and went to the cafeteria to finish breakfast. I hurried to the study hall again. Last night's so-called sadness seemed to have been covered by the tall grass that had been re-withered for two seasons, so that there was no trace of it.

In the study room, she opened WeChat and saw the message from last night.

"The Grand Pianist" is Yanxi.

He just sent him the title of the book, and she was in a depressed mood to see such a brief message.