Seeing Jiang Yuye's uncomfortable expression as if she had eaten a fly, Feng Qingyue didn't hold back and covered her lips and chuckled, her eyes were slightly curved: "I won't tease you, Jiang Yuye, I'm going home."

Jiang Yuye hurriedly followed: "I'll send you."

Feng Qingyue put his hands behind his back and kicked the stones on the side of the road: "Jiang Yuye, you have to send me home every day, and go back to the Bihai community opposite there, don't you feel annoyed?"

Jiang Yuye was stunned for a moment, the evening breeze wrinkled his blue and white school uniform, the same color as Feng Qingyue's clothes, he inexplicably felt that it was very good and good-looking, he smiled: "Don't bother, I just think the time is too short, it doesn't seem to be enough."

He wanted to raise his hand to touch Feng Qingyue's hair that was blown by the wind, but he didn't dare, it was not easy for her to walk with him so calmly, no longer avoiding him, resisting him, Jiang Yuye told himself in his heart not to worry.

He seemed to sigh and looked up at the bright moon in the sky: "Feng Qingyue, you will never be a trouble with me, and you will never have to be careful, you can make any trouble you want, I will definitely be able to protect you."

Jiang Yuye seemed to have reined in his edge and softened, and when he was less angry, there was always a shallow smile in his dark eyes, he was always different from the stubborn and fierce and indifferent teenager in his previous life.

The road ahead was turbulent, and Feng Qingyue didn't dare to give Jiang Yuye an answer.

He also knew that if he wanted to pick the moon, he had to get drenched in snow first.

Only when the clouds are open can the moon be seen.

He diverted the topic and half-jokingly said, "Since you don't work in the Internet café anymore, why don't you come and give me a make-up lesson?" How about I give you money? How about a hundred bucks per class? ”

Feng Qingyue looked at him sideways, his eyebrows were calm, his eyes were clear, Jiang Yuye's heart was instantly bottomless, and he hesitated: "The price is too low?" Three hundred in that class? Five hundred is fine. ”

Three hundred, five hundred in a class, and only a wealthy young master like Jiang Yuye can say it.

Feng Qingyue shook his head and said lightly: "No."

Jiang Yuye was a little disappointed: "Then how much do you say?" I can pay for both. ”

"I don't take your money."

"What?"

Feng Qingyue's voice was a little small, causing Jiang Yuye to not hear it clearly.

"Make up classes, don't charge your money, Jiang Yuye, I promised to help you when I was in the hospital, we will get better together, will you take the university entrance exam with me? I will definitely help you get into the university of your choice. ”

University.

This is the first time that someone thinks he can be admitted to university, and the person he likes still uses "we".

She wants to get better with him, study with him, and take him to college.

At this moment, there was light in Feng Qingyue's eyes, just like she was in her speech, as if nothing could stump her, even if he was in a big trouble, it was just a hurdle that could be easily overcome.

He laughed, "Okay."

"I want to study medicine, because of my grandmother, I want to treat more people who are sick in the future, seeing her sick, I am a little powerless, and helpless, I seem to be able to help her, but I can only stop in moderation." Feng Qingyue's decision, she kept regretting and convincing herself.

There is too little time, really little, a month, just a month has passed, and she will never see Mrs. Lin again.

She didn't know who to tell about her helpless feelings now, and Jiang Yuye was like a driftwood floating in front of her, she reached out and climbed tightly, not revealing anything.

Jiang Yuye also felt the same way about his relatives' illness, this was the first time Feng Qingyue mentioned to him about Mrs. Lin, he could feel her helplessness, just like seven years ago, he watched Wen Linshu jump from the fifth floor, and the feeling of powerlessness that he wanted to save but couldn't save followed him closely, giving him a shadow, and he became afraid of heights from then on.

She is not much better now, she doesn't know anyone anymore, Jiang Yuye's heart is very stuffy, and Wen Linshu's condition has also begun to deteriorate, but it is not as obvious as Mrs. Lin's, she is dead.

The cold wind blew his black hair, his face was cold, and he still evoked a smile: "Feng Qingyue, I never told you about my mother's illness, she will forget everyone, and even forget who she is in the end, and finally become a vegetative person and die in bed."

Feng Qingyue was slightly stunned, and he didn't expect Wen Linshu's situation to be so serious, but the end point of Alzheimer's disease is death, and sooner or later.

Wen Linshu was still so young that he suffered from this disease.

Jiang Yuye chuckled, without any emotion: "I have seen it a long time ago, and death is also a relief, I don't care." The wind is clear, my ideals remain the same, in the future, when I go to study aerospace, I must find an unnamed galaxy and bear your name. ”

When he said he didn't care, the whole person exuded a sense of randomness.

But who is it?

On a rainy night in her previous life, because her mother died, she had red eyes and was half drunk, and she pulled her aggrievedly and said that there would be no mother from now on.

He just didn't want people to see that he cared, and the deepest wound he couldn't spread out in the light, so he could only digest the grief by himself.

Many times, Feng Qingyue feels that Jiang Yuye is actually the same kind of person as her, they have been very lonely since they were children, lack love, and just cling to the warmth in front of them and don't want to let go.

"Well, Jiang Yuye, you must be the greatest aerospace researcher in the future, you will definitely be able to find beautiful galaxies, life seems to have a little more to look forward to, I want to see the day you succeed."

Feng Qingyue believes that Jiang Yuye will definitely be able to realize his ideals.

After talking with Jiang Yuye last night, Feng Qingyue found that she would not be particularly sad when she remembered that Mrs. Lin would die, birth, old age, sickness and death always had to be experienced, and she could already treat it rationally, so she decided to pick up Mrs. Lin and go home in two days.

She was distracted all the way, and almost collided with a person when she was going up the stairs, and she subconsciously pulled his sleeve so that he didn't let people get out.

Feng Qingyue saw that this person was still Lu Yizhao, and the whole person was so frightened that cold sweat came out, if he really let him get down, he would have to die.

"Classmate Lu, are you okay?"

Hearing this concern, Lu Yizhao came back to his senses, in fact, he had already given way, but Feng Qingyue was distracted, and he didn't seem to see him, and he had the illusion that he would fall, so he came to support him.

When those clean and clear eyes looked at him with concern, Lu Yizhao's heart jumped heavily, it was too similar, and he controlled his slightly trembling hand before he didn't look at the pocket watch.

These eyes are too similar to her mother's eyes.

Feng Qingyue saw him looking at her stunned, his eyes didn't blink, although this behavior was not malicious, but it still made Feng Qingyue feel a slight discomfort, she let go of her hand after making sure that Lu Yizhao stood firm: "Classmate Lu? I'll go back to the classroom if it's okay. ”

She had only taken a step when Lu Yizhao blocked her path with a slight movement: "What's your name?"

Feng Qingyue looked at him suspiciously, and Lu Yizhao's eyes were persistent, eager to know her name.

A figure stood in front of him, Feng Qingyue was pulled behind by the visitor, Jiang Yuye carried his schoolbag on one shoulder, and glanced at him with a smile: "What's her name, it's your business?"

Ask for a ticket~