The blackboard newspaper in Lin Xuedong's class seems to be used for commendation, and it should be that there is someone in the class who won the award in the sports meeting; A paragraph is densely written in a place next to it, which is probably an article with similar reading experience; There is a painting painted on the top, it is a flower with a not very bright color, but the surrounding hues are as gorgeous as if they have been smudged, if this is an oil painting, Yang Yin thinks it is easy to do, but because it is drawn with chalk, Yang Yin feels that this is very rare. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, Lin Xuedong had already opened his eyes and saw that Yang Yin was staring at a certain place behind him, and Lin Xuedong also turned his head to follow Yang Yin's gaze. It turned out that Yang Yin was looking at the flower on the blackboard......

"What do you think of that flower, senior?" As he spoke, Lin Xuedong's expression was a little expectant.

Yang Yin glanced at Lin Xuedong and said, "I think it's very special." ”

"Don't you think it's a good drawing?"

"I don't know how to appreciate this kind of artistic stuff, but I think this flower is at least very distinctive." Yang Yin said his inner thoughts truthfully.

"The senior is really stingy, can't you praise me?" Lin Xuedong sat up straight from his seat.

"You drew this flower?" Yang Yin was very surprised, is Lin Xuedong interested in painting?

Lin Xuedong nodded. "But the senior watched it for a long time, but he still didn't think it was very good."

"The reviews that come out of the mouth of me, a non-expert, are not very reliable." Yang Yin stared at Lin Xuedong's cheek scrutinically, as if he wanted to see something from his face. "If it's my brother, maybe I can give an accurate answer."

"Senior's brother?" Lin Xuedong seemed to be interested. "Does he know how to draw?"

"I guess I like it a lot." Yang Yin said, "When I have nothing to do, I like to take a paintbrush and paint something casually. ”

"That's graffiti, huh?"

Yang Yin looked at Lin Xuedong's eyes, and the happy look in his eyes was clearly to tell the world, "I found a soulmate!" But at this time, Yang Yin felt a bitterness in his heart. I don't know about this, but probably those of you who like to engage in art call this kind of graffiti graffiti. ”

"Really! The senior didn't say it early, it turns out that you also have a younger brother who likes to draw! Isn't that the same as me? Speaking of which......" Lin Xuedong suddenly quieted down, "Senior really rarely talks to me about your family......"

When Lin Xuedong said this, Yang Yin could no longer maintain a calm mask in front of Lin Xuedong.

"A long time ago, I also had a very happy family, and when I heard that my mother was about to give birth to her second child, I was very happy and ...... happy."

It's also pretty silly to think about what you did back then. First, he quietly buried all the toys under a big tree, thinking that this would not be snatched and discovered by others, because it was for his younger brother who had not yet been born, but after being reminded by his playmate Ji Xiaoxuan, he remembered that he didn't know whether his mother was in his belly or his younger sister, so he began to think about what his sister would like. Because the only playmate Ji Xiaoxuan is also a boy, so I don't know what girls will like at all, but I just look at the little girls walking on the road who like to dress up as beautiful as dolls, so I collected a lot of colorful candy paper and put it under another big tree, thinking that if it was my sister, I should like this kind of thing of different colors.

But one day, other children discovered Yang Yin's secret and took everything away. On this day, Yang Yin fought with people for the first time, and for the first time showed his extraordinary combat power as a zombie, and those children were so frightened that they fled.

After returning home, Yang Yin was admonished by his father for the first time. Apparently, the parents of those children had already gone to Yang's house to complain.

"Yang Yin, you can't show this kind of power in front of others in the future!" Yang Yin's father said.

Yang Yin no longer remembered what his father looked like when he said this. Was the expression on my father's face more angry at that time? Or is it more sad? Or is it both? The appearance of his father at that time was already blurred in Yang Yin's heart, or the image of his father had gradually dimmed in his heart, if it weren't for the only one or two remaining family photos, Yang Yin would have really forgotten what his father looked like.

Then not long after, my father disappeared, and my mother waited for my father to come back, and her belly grew bigger day by day......

Yang Yin looked at Lin Xuedong's expectant eyes and knew that he must be very interested in his family background. "I'm so happy that I've done a lot of stupid things." Yang Yin said flatly.

Lin Xuedong didn't seem to be very interested in the stupid things Yang Yin said. "The seniors are really special, and now many children hear that their parents are going to have a second child, and they want their mothers to beat the children as soon as possible." There was sarcasm in his tone.

"They are just afraid that when a brother or sister is born, they will take away the love of their parents. But my mother was different, she was nice to everyone. ”

"I know, this can be seen from Senior Yang Yin's behavior, your mother must be a very kind person." Lin Xuedong said, "What about now, your brother ...... him?"

"He's gone." Finally, Yang Yin still said it.

The room was silent for a while, and Lin Xuedong opened his mouth wide, as if he didn't believe it very much, but in the end he calmed down. "Where did you bury him?"

Yang Yin's originally depressed mood was swept away because of Lin Xuedong's words. "I didn't say he was dead."

"But ......"

"It's missing, but missing and dead are two different things."

Lin Xuedong was silent, and Yang Yin asked Lin Xuedong: "The zombie war eight years ago, even if you haven't experienced it, you should have heard it, right?" ”

Lin Xuedong nodded. "I was abroad at the time, so I didn't encounter it, but I did hear about it later."

So that's the case, it seems that Lin Xuedong and his younger brother can't be related, Yang Yin's heart was surprised for a moment when he found out that Lin Xuedong likes to paint just now, but now that I think about it, this may really be just a coincidence. "My father disappeared at a very early age, and my mother died in the war." Yang Yin said.

"Your brother he...... Could it be that it was also in that war......" It seemed that he was afraid of touching Yang Yin's wounds, and Lin Xuedong asked very carefully.

Yang Yin didn't speak, but his expression was clear, and he already agreed with Lin Xuedong's guess. Looking at Lin Xuedong and his mother's god-like faces, Yang Yin felt that he was about to lose control.

"Lin Xuedong, I want to tell you, in fact, from the first time I saw you, I felt that you looked very similar to a person."

Lin Xuedong looked at Yang Yin in confusion. "Who is the senior talking about?"

Yang Yin took a deep breath and looked at Lin Xuedong's longing eyes, and finally, the rushing emotions were like a river bursting its embankment, completely collapsed.

Restraining his excitement, Yang Yin calmed down and slowly said the facts.

"My mother." He said.