Qin Zhiai always felt that Lu Bancheng's words just now had caught her by surprise.

But she didn't expect that Lu Bancheng's next words really caught her by surprise.

"When the little stand-in just left, I was actually quite worried about my brother, and I stuck with him almost every day at that time, and as a result, you know? Xiao Ai, he is very normal, he eats normally, goes to work normally, and socializes normally...... Even at dinner, when I was joking with people, I really sang a song......"

"It's like the little stand-in has never been to his world......"

"I must have been happy when I saw his normal appearance, until one day, after dinner with my brother, we separated, and when I was about to get home, I thought that I had a document left at my brother's place, because it was urgent the next day, so I ran back to get it, and the result was ......"

“…… Brother Sheng, he doesn't have a job, he's listening to songs, I thought at the time, Brother Sheng is really leisurely, but do you know? When I walked to the door, I realized how wrong I was, my brother didn't have much leisure, he was crying......"

A big man, suddenly rehashing the old things, is still a mess in his heart.

Lu Bancheng took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

After Qin Zhiai became pregnant, she didn't like people smoking in front of her, but she didn't say anything to stop Lu Bancheng.

After Lu Bancheng smoked half a cigarette, he spat heavily on the smoke before he continued to speak: "Moreover, the song that was playing in the house at that time was the song that Brother Sheng jokingly sang at the dinner with others before...... That song is the little stand-in's favorite song, and it is also one of the few song titles I remember, called "The End"...... I even remember the lyrics......"

Probably because the topic was too sad, Lu Bancheng bit his cigarette, and hummed two sentences vaguely: "My world changes for you little by little every day, you don't notice, you can't see all my efforts." ”

After humming, Lu Bancheng stared out the window, and was quiet for a while, without turning his head to look at Qin Zhiai, he continued to speak: "...... That night, I also secretly followed my brother, he went to a square where we used to go when we were children, there was a wishing fountain, he threw a coin into it, and made a wish with a very reverent attitude, that night the wind was very strong, I opened the window, and his words clearly drilled into my ears......"

"He said, 'May Heaven bring her back to me.'"

Qin Zhiai never made the slightest sound, he sat quietly in his position, holding chopsticks, and ate slowly.

It looks like an outsider listening to a story, no different.

The rice in her mouth, stuffed mouthful after bite, chewed to a rotten point, and she didn't even swallow it.

Obviously, I didn't eat anything at night, but my stomach was like eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table, bulging and full.

I can't tell what kind of feeling I feel in my heart, I just know that what is rolling in my mind are the words that Lu Bancheng said, and I don't know how many times I rolled it, and in the end it was translated into a dynamic picture by her.

The picture of him singing "The End", the picture of him crying listening to "The End", the picture of him clasping his hands together at the Trevi Fountain and chanting "May God bring her back to me......

"Little love, you know what? At the beginning of last year, Brother Sheng left Beijing because Grandpa Gu and Xiaokou forced the marriage too tightly......"