Sunlight shone through the tall glass windows, casting a pale cyan shadow on the white couch. There are some melon seeds and fruits on the coffee table in the living room, and the fast-switching screen from three meters away shows that the TV is still on.

Jiang Che leaned on the armrest of the sofa and was holding a piece of apple to his mouth. The raised Adam's apple moved with the food, and the blue stubble remained on the chin, and the strong light illuminated the sharp outline of the boy's gentle side face. Of course, if you can ignore the embarrassment that is red to the root of your ears, Luo Yuqing next to her can watch it with relish.

"Do you want to eat it or not, if you don't eat it, I'll finish it."

With a somewhat annoyed trill, it was like throwing a stone into the middle of a lake, and the ripples spread from the inside out. Luo Yuqing leaned back on the back of the sofa and closed her eyes, the light was a little hot on her eyelids, and even if she closed her eyes, she could see that it was emitting a red light.

The kind of color that can make people think of sadness.

"I won't eat it."

"Then do you want to watch it?"

"It depends on it."

"I'm talking about television."

Jiang Che covered her forehead, she knew that Luo Yuqing liked to watch cartoons since she was a child, but she had a younger brother with different interests than her. Now I like to watch court dramas even more, and Jiang Che is furious to see the intrigue plot in it, not to mention the autistic child in Luoyang.

Jiang Che didn't go to Luo Yuqing's house many times, every time he could see the "white-skinned and beautiful" young man sitting quietly on the sofa watching martial arts movies, although he also liked it, but they had the same hobbies and had little to do with each other. According to Luo Yuqing, shouldn't two people who also don't like to talk and like to watch fights and kills have violent sparks? How is it like dry firewood drenched in water, one is more silent than the other.

Jiang Che really wanted to say, have you ever seen a penguin in the Antarctic and a bear in the Arctic together? When an iceberg meets an iceberg, it will only be better than anyone, and you still expect to be able to accommodate two tigers in one mountain? That little brother of yours is simply not to be approached. You say to him, "Hey, you also like to watch the Condor Heroes!" Luoyang will turn his head to look at you, and then turn his gaze to the TV, his calm face as if to say, "You talk so much, you don't know what I'm watching?" Jiang Che was full of resentment towards this child. Because she was ridiculed by Luo Yuqing more than once, it was even more lethal than the sentence "Jiang Che, you threw paper airplanes at my house again".

Luoyang, a boy with bangs covering his eyes, not like to talk and looking like a porcelain doll.

"Go me to Channel Five."

"Can you not keep watching some palace fighting dramas, and be careful of becoming a vicious woman."

Luo Yuqing threw the pillow over.

Since getting acquainted with Jiang Che, the younger brother in the family who hugged the remote control tightly as soon as he saw her coming over has also become pleasant. Sometimes she will deliberately ask her what she wants to see, of course Luo Yuqing will not really think that he is serious, anyway, the remote control of Jiang Che's house is commanded by her, and she will take him seriously.

It's just that every time she sees Luoyang, another face will appear in her mind, such a warm and sad face.

If we put aside those so-called emotions and achieve the emptiness of the four major Buddhas, can we be called "forever"?

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The temperature gradually warmed up, and the white gas in the palm of the hand would dissipate immediately, and the white pigeons that had nested for a winter flew into the blue sky again, and the fog that was so thick in the early morning that it could not be dissolved could not be seen. Cheng Jinyan often wonders what they are made of? If it's water, why is it foggy, and if it's clouds, why is it so heavy?

The heaviness and depression of winter, the cleanliness of the summer solstice. These two sides are so distinct, but they are so distinct. It's like there's a big invisible hand at the mercy of winter, which should be so sharp and lonely.

A thin wire overhead divides a small piece of blue sky. The convenience store next to it was full of people, but it was just to buy an ice cream to try in the spring, and a few girls in skirts stood out against the background of black school uniforms. The stray cat, which I don't know where it came from, curled up on the steps, its bony body as if it couldn't support a heavy body of hair. Clouds of heat are transmitted from the soles of the feet to the body.

Beautiful smiling face and abandoned cat.

A very different world.

Then, in the spring of the revival of all things, have you ever noticed this picture of dying struggles?

"Lao Cheng, why are you stunned, throw the ball over."

Under the basketball hoop, the faces of the boys in the class became clear, and Cheng Jinyan could even see his sweat beads hitting the floor one by one, and then quickly evaporated. Only then did he remember that he had come to pick up the ball, and finally realized that the heat coming from the soles of his feet was the floor that had been heated by the sun at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"No, no, starvation."

Cheng Jinyan threw the basketball over, ignoring the scolding boys, put the school uniform on his shoulder, wiped it on his face by the way, and bought a bottle of bread and a bottle of water at the commissary. I don't really want to go back to the classroom, he always thinks that everyone sitting in the classroom should love to learn, and he just doesn't like to learn. After thinking about it, he walked up the steps.

The dirty cat opened its eyes and silently stretched out its sharp paws. Cheng Jinyan lowered his head and scolded a few words, sat down on the next few steps, tore open the packaging bag, took a few bites of bread, and drank a few sips of water. His eyes fell on the cat again, and he couldn't tell whether it was black or gray, and a few pieces of hair were bald, and a pair of cat's eyes looked a little green in the sun, and he felt some sympathy when he remembered that cats could only see black and white.

This colorful world. This beautiful spring, this beautiful beauty. If you only use black and white two cool tones, how boring it will be. Thinking about it, he tore a few pieces of broken bread and threw them over, regardless of whether he ate it or not, anyway, he had a kind heart.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang a few times, and when he picked it up, it was a text message from Luo Yuqing, asking him what he was doing.

"Watch the cat eat!" He replied.

"Where did the cat come from?"

"Lying on the side of the road." He typed a few words with a snap, and he was happy to see himself and replied interestingly.

"Be careful of those who are sick, and infect you."

"It's okay, good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years. Like me, I am destined to be famous for eternity. ”

"Heh, admit you're not a good person."

Cheng Jinyan poured the remaining half bottle of water into a small pit recessed, but most of it flowed to the ground, regardless of how much was left in the end, he clapped his hands, and viciously opened his teeth and claws at the cat, "Master, I gave you a bite to eat, and I kindly left you something to drink, so don't stretch out your claws to me next time." Otherwise, I curse you for falling off all the hair on your butt when you fight, and running all over the street. ”

In the backlit silhouette, the handsome face is indescribably naughty and imperceptibly lonely.

In fact, I don't understand cats very well, they don't wag their tails like dogs, and it's hard to see a group of big cats living together in harmony. When the cat grows up, it always scratches at all kinds of hard objects with its sharp claws hidden in the meat pad, and its increasingly sharp claws are like a sharp knife, and I don't know why it is being prepared.

I used to hear the old man say that cats are born with yin and yang eyes, can see some things that people can't see, and are the reapers of souls, but I don't know whether it's true or not.

"I didn't say I'm a good person, it seems that you still think I'm a good person."

Walk down the steps and throw away the finished bread wrappers and bottles in a passing trash can. Cheng Jinyan turned his head, and the water sprinkled on the ground was no longer visible, and the few water in the small pit was also decreasing little by little.

A black-looking cat was slowly sticking out its tongue.