He stood stunned, as if he saw the appearance of her when she said this sentence through the words of the kite.

must still be so gentle and softly smiling, but at the moment when he lowered his eyes, he hid all his thoughts and sorrows under his thick eyelashes.

The kite took a deep breath: "I have something to do tonight, so I won't eat with you." ”

After she finished speaking, she patted Zhao Lizheng's shoulder again, and wanted to say something, but she didn't say: "Forget it, don't say it, let's go." ”

Long after the kite left, Zhao Lizheng was still standing there and did not move.

Until Jiang You came out and called him.

She felt that Zhao Lizheng's state was a little wrong, and she seemed to be in a low mood all night.

The rest of the people gradually stopped talking and laughing.

Jiang You slowly put down his chopsticks, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart: "I've eaten well, what about you?" ”

And so the silence dispersed.

Zhao Lizheng sent Jiang You back to Lufeng Mansion, and he answered the phone to go to the company.

Tell Jiang You to go back and rest first, don't wait for him at night, he may not have to work overtime.

Now his second uncle is slowly focusing on his wife and children, and the burden on him is getting heavier and heavier.

Sometimes I can't help but envy my parents, and there is a second uncle who can share it, but he is the only son of the Zhao family.

Now I can only hope that my little cousin will grow up quickly.

He drove to Zhao's.

When the matter was settled, it was only eleven o'clock.

He drove the car, aimlessly, but didn't really want to go back.

Somehow, I ended up in the middle school where I used to study.

He was two years older than Jien, so in middle school, the two of them also attended the same school.

Of course, his parents told him to take care of Zhien at school and protect his sister.

At that time, he was already different from when he was a child, and he didn't like girls to revolve around him.

Gaming, basketball, secretly smoking, learning to drink, and rebellious in adolescence.

How could you put extra thoughts on your sister who is like a little bun.

He was impatient with her, didn't take much care of her, and occasionally deliberately bullied her, seeing that she was really crying, and bought soda to coax her, afraid that she would go home and complain.

No matter how many times she was provoked to cry by him in those years, she never told her parents and elders that he was not good for half a word.

But you can bully yourself, but others cannot.

He sat in the car and remembered the events of that summer.

It seems that she has a period, and when she goes to the bathroom, the sanitary napkin in her pocket accidentally falls out and is picked up by the boys and thrown around.

The adolescent girl is thin-skinned, she is shy and loves to cry, and she immediately lies on the desk and cries.

Seeing her crying, those boys made even more trouble.

I don't know who told him, but he still remembers, at that time, he only felt a wave of anger rushing to his heart, rushing to her classroom, and pinning those stinky boys to the ground and beating them with a blue nose and swollen face.

Later, of course, the parents were notified by the school.

His parents were angry and reprimanded him mercilessly in the principal's office.

She cried so much that she kept helping him defend and apologize.

When he returned home, he was confined again, and his mother threatened him with three days of starvation.

She tried her best to bring him food, but before he could finish the confinement, he was released, and saw that her eyes were red and swollen like two small peaches.

His mother poked his eyebrows and said, "If it weren't for Yuzu's distress and you crying and begging me every day, I would have starved you for three days!" ”

He devoured his meal, and she sat on the side, serving him soup like a little daughter-in-law.

"It's really like my little daughter-in-law." While he was cooking rice, he also took the time to tease her.

The roots of her ears were red, but her eyes were shining, bright and dazzling.

Zhao Lizheng looked through the car window and saw the school wall, where clusters of flower branches the size of millet buds were blooming, poking their heads out of the wall.

It is shrouded in the bright moon hanging high.

Tender green branches and buds, goose yellow buds, thriving, spring scene.

His heartstrings moved slightly, and he took out his mobile phone to film the scene.

opened WeChat and clicked on Zhien's avatar, but couldn't help laughing.

The head was a kind of ugly clay doll.

When he was young, he was obsessed with carving, plaster statues, wood carvings, clay sculptures, and he did a lot.

This seems to be the same clay doll he gave her back then.

At that time, I was naughty when I was young, and I deliberately made the clay doll ugly, and I had to say, 'You look like this, no one can look good.' Such words angered her.

She loved to cry when she was a child, and she was tearful when he said it, but she didn't let go of the ugly doll.

Now that I think about it, it seems that she has used this avatar since she had WeChat.

Zhao Lizheng smiled and smiled, but he was sad again.

He sent her the photo he had just taken.

Another message was sent.

"Sister, you need to get better quickly."

It was late at night, and she didn't feel sleepy, crooked on the side of the bed carving the pair of wooden dolls.

There was a prompt sound on the phone for a message to come in, so late, maybe it was some kind of spam, she didn't read it.

After a while, she sat tired, put down the carving knife in her hand, closed her eyes and rested.

Suddenly, I thought of something, got up and took my phone and turned it on.

It was a message from him.

She only felt that her breathing was suddenly messy, and even her heart beat faster.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his back, but the tips of his fingers trembled slightly.

It took a while for her to click on his avatar.

First, I saw the picture.

The moonlight is charming and pure, and the buds under the moon shadow are delicate and lovely, and when the sun rises tomorrow, they will bloom incomparably beautiful.

I saw the sentence again: Sister, you have to get better quickly.

Suddenly, her eyes were soaked.

The fingertips holding the phone tightened coldly, and the complexion gradually turned pale.

She shook her fingers, typed a line, deleted them one by one, turned them over and over several times, and finally only replied with a short sentence:

Okay, thank you, Brother Zhao.

She put her phone on the quilt, and the sadness in her heart was not so turbulent.

How many years have passed, the most painful time has passed, and the most painful time has been in the past.

Now these discomforts are like a thin stream, surging calmly and slowly throughout the body.

The phone buzzed, and she picked it up and saw that it was him calling.

After hesitating for a while, I still took it.

"Haven't slept so late? If you don't rest well, how can your body take care of it? ”

He seems to be whispering, but there is still more to care about.

"I slept too much during the day......"

"The biological clock needs to be adjusted."

"Got it, brother."

Zhou Ruixing...... Not next to you? ”

"He's on a business trip and won't be back until tomorrow."

"You're sick, what's going on with him?"

There was obvious displeasure in her voice, and she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth: "Brother Zhao." ”

"Zhien, you are sad that the child is gone, my brother knows, but your body is more important, the child ...... There will be another one in the future. ”