After eating, Dr. Yin called me to his room alone and asked me a lot of questions about Chinese medicine. In terms of my understanding of Chinese medicine, Dr. Wan and Dr. Loh are completely different, and I can answer most of Dr. Luo's questions with just a little bit of what I learned from him.

Dr. Yin was very pleased with me, and finally smiled and patted me on the shoulder and sent me out, shaking my hand before leaving. Passing by Miss Yin's room, I looked at her suspiciously, she made an expression to me to signal me to go first, and Ling Xin followed me out with a nonchalant look on the side.

After walking for a while, Miss Yin ran and chased back, and when I looked back, Dr. Yin seemed to have entered the house.

"Xiao Yi, I'm sorry, he didn't bother you." Miss Yin stood in front of me and said apologetically.

I scratched my head: "It's not annoying, it's just how your father seems to want to cultivate the feeling of me being his assistant." ”

Miss Yin sighed: "You really feel right, he has always wanted to find a son-in-law who understands medicine so that he can inherit his mantle." You, ah, are like a treasure falling from the sky to him. ”

"No......"

Ling Xin interjected impatiently on the side and said, "Hey, have you finished talking, we should go and help the captain at this time." ”

"Brother Ling Xin, are you jealous?" I looked at him with a smile and said.

"Hey, you kid usually looks quite honest, what do you think?" Ling Xin rushed over and rubbed my head with two fists and said.

Miss Yin covered her mouth and smiled: "Haha, okay, don't make trouble." ”

"Let's go," Ling Xin whispered to me as she walked back with her arms around me, "Let's see how I clean you up later." ”

"Don't forget to come to my birthday tomorrow!" Miss Yin shouted.

"Got it!" Ling Xin turned back to her.

The island was warm at noon, and after a morning, my head didn't hurt much. I turned my head to look at Ling Xin, who was as stunned as before, not knowing what he was thinking. I remember that since I came, he didn't seem to steal anything again. I don't know who is plucking the strings in the distance, the mellow and simple guqin sound is endless, and the tactful and soft melody is like this quiet and elegant town. There are always those who are gentle, and there are always those warm things. Ling Xin seemed to hear the sound of the piano as well, turned his head to look at me and smiled:

"You play the guitar well, I'll give you one when you're gone."

I laughed and said, "It's not going to be stealing one for me." ”

"No, I never steal anything I give to others." Ling Xin's serious appearance is quite cool, in his heart, I really seem to be like his brother. The warm sun was mixed with a breeze, and another piano sound came, like a grievance, like a cry. My heart couldn't help but feel sad again, where are those who once gave me warmth? I think of Qingya's words again, maybe I will meet more kind people. But even the person who said this became a passerby after all.

"Oh, the sun is so warm." Ling Xin stretched, revealing his trademark rogue smile again. In the distance, two birds flew up, perched on the tiles of the eaves, and pecked at each other's feathers. "Enjoy." Ling Xin looked at them and said lazily.

Yes, enjoy. Don't those who are happy live in the moment? Instead of worrying about the sky, it is better to have a hearty game. Only those who treat life as a game have a chance to be a winner.

Ling Xin smiled and turned to look at me, put his arm around my shoulders again, and we walked together towards the place where the old captain had built a ship.

After about an hour, we arrived at the place, and when we passed by Ling Xin's house, we brought some dry food to the old captain. Again, as we had yesterday, the old captain ate and cut down trees, and I gathered together the timber they had chopped. When the old captain had finished eating, we took turns working for a while, and when it was almost dark and out of sight, we walked back together.

"Captain, where do you stay every day?" I asked him.

He took off the cigarette pouch and pot on his waist again, slowly bypassed the rope on it, struck a match and lit it and said, "It's not far from Miss Yin's house." Then he took a deep breath.

"Turns out my dad has one too." Ling Xin lowered his head and whispered.

"What?" I turned to him and he just shook his head.

"Child, this is not necessarily a bad thing," the old captain puffed out his cigarette, which was undoubtedly said to Ling Xin: "Sometimes you can only be considered a man if you have experienced something. ”

Ling Xin shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I'm just a thief. ”

"Your father was a thief, too," said the old captain slowly, "but he was also a hero." ”

"You think so, too?" Ling Xin raised his head and looked at the captain seriously, and I realized how important a father was to his children.

"It doesn't matter what I think, the key is what you think." The captain paused: "Don't look down on yourself, you're a good boy." ”

"Well... Child..."Ling Xin smiled lightly again, and then didn't say anything more.

I can feel the feeling of him, a person who has been insecure for a long time can be affirmed, maybe just an ordinary sentence of a stranger, but he can also open a delicate flower in his heart. The evening breeze began to get colder, and we were soon home, and the old captain said that the family would leave him food, so he did not eat at us. I cooked the meal with Ling Xin, but in fact, it wasn't that he couldn't cook, maybe he just didn't like to survive in this way.

In the evening, Ling Xin called me into his room, took out a wooden box from under the bed, he found a rag, wiped the dust on it, opened the lid, and contained a delicate folk guitar. He paused for a moment, took out his guitar, and said softly to me:

"This is what my dad used before, so you can play it in the future."

I hurriedly said, "This is too valuable, you better keep it." ”

Ling Xin shook his head: "If you don't play the guitar, it's a scrap, and in return, you have to play two more songs for me today." He stood up, returned to his usual hippie smile, put his arms around me, put his guitar aside and said, "By the way, you wait for me for a while." ”

Soon, he took out another jar of wine, and looked like it had been sitting for a long time. He took out two bowls from his bosom and poured two bowls, and I also looked at the moon and bounced. After three rounds of drinking, he followed me and began to cry wolf, until we reached the bottom, and we stopped and looked at the moon quietly.

"Brother Ling Xin, why are you a thief? Do you like to steal things? I asked him drunkenly, blushing.

"Thief?" Ling Xin hiccuped: "In my life, the most hated thing is thieves." But I also have a dream," he said loudly, holding up his bowl, "I'm going to be the best thief in the world," and then turned to look at me, "I'm going to... I'm going to make it impossible for anyone to find out, I stole something. ”

I smiled and patted him on the shoulder, I could understand what he was saying.

"But I won't steal it now," Ling Xin put down the wine bowl and looked straight ahead with his eyes: "I have a younger brother now, I have to be a good example." After saying that, he looked at me with a smile, still the usual rogue smile, but for some reason I didn't feel disgusted at all.

I took a deep breath and smiled, "Thank you, brother." ”