115 Brother
Lin Xuyue smiled, "When you looked for me before, why didn't you see you so sensible?" β
"That's different, it's different." She whispered, pausing again, a little self-annoying, "Did it really bother you?" β
He seemed to sense something unusual, stopped at the traffic light intersection and turned his head to look at her.
The red and green interlaced light and shadow accompanied by the gentle light orange color rendered Jiang Ningyu's side face into a faint halo. Her eyebrows and eyes are serious, and her tone is cautious, but no matter how she looks at it, it looks like she is suffering from gains and losses.
He chuckled, "Remember what I said?" β
"Huh?" For a moment, I couldn't figure out what he was referring to.
"It's been a long time since I didn't count." He stared at her, his voice faintly peaceful, "I'm already yours." Don't count what you've said before that, don't think about it. β
She knew he was wrong.
Maybe they all have something in their hearts that they don't know how to express, her eyes are inexplicably moist, but her heart is happy, and she explained in a low voice, "I'm just afraid of annoying you, I think I have too big ideas, and I want to manipulate you every day." β
He didn't care, "My free time is yours." The time you have when you need it is also yours. β
"Oh......"
"I'm only annoyed when you can't think of me."
"Hmm."
"I know you're worried about how I've been here for the past two years, but I don't want to tell you. I'm afraid you'll be complacent. If you want to know, find out for yourself. β
"Hmm!"
"Are you happy?"
His sudden sensationalism was like carefully watering the withered and withered flower in her heart.
But just as she wouldn't tell him, the "um" he had to reply to for a long time at that time made her sit by the Hudson River all night. I thought all night about how to get him back. But I can't imagine what kind of shadow her deception and tricks will leave on such an arrogant person, and I don't dare to humbly beg for forgiveness for fear of facing his colder and harsher attitude, so it is better to take the initiative to disappear. That maybe, just maybe, in the dead of night, the posture of himself in his mind is still mean but beautiful. It's good to make a scar that you can't forget for a lifetime.
Then her life turned into a pool of stagnant water. She deserves it.
She had even tried to approach him in another capacity, trying to draw nourishment from his world. It's a pity that he changed several numbers and added them several times, but he didn't even hear back......
It's a shame to think about.
Jiang Ningyu smiled lightly, "I'm happy, but can you make me a little happier?" β
"Huh?"
"Tell me when we first met? I can't think of it. β
Lin Xuyue showed an unfathomable look again, "Think for yourself." β
Jiang Ningyu thought all the way, but to no avail. It's a hundred claws scratching his heart, and when he gets home, he follows him like a little tail, "Give me some friendly tips, I really can't think of it." β
She stared at him blankly, her eyes sparkling.
Lin Xuyue finally opened Chrysostom, "When I was a child, the villa area." Then, lest she be forced to disarm again, he quickly slipped back into the house and locked the door with a "click".
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Jiang Ningyu listened to it so well that she couldn't cry or laugh.
But......
Childhood? Villa area?
She returned to her room thoughtfully, like a student who couldn't solve the exercise, holding her chin with her hands in distress, trying to rack her brain.
The torrent of time is too grand, and countless memories are indulged in it. She dragged herself into the bathroom, ready to sober up and think again.
As a result, she forgot to put cold water, and the hot water steamed her mind became more and more dull, and she couldn't think of it.
She almost gave up. When she applied the cream, her eyes inadvertently turned to the trauma ointment that she had forgotten to put back in after using itβshe was stunned.
Wait a minute...... As a child, the villa area?
He can't be the kind and unlucky "brother", right?
Suddenly, Jiang Ningyu "hissed", staring at the mirror unconsciously out of focus, and some blurry pictures gradually flashed to the light......
That was when she was about seven or eight years old. Late spring and early summer. I remember the season because the begonia tree in the yard bloomed. She was forced to practice for a long time, and she was full of resentment, so she slipped away to the yard under the pretext of going to the toilet.
At that time, he was also dexterous and bold, and he stepped on the branches of the begonia tree to reach the edge of the high wall. But when I climbed up, I found that it was terrifyingly high. The height of two meters was out of reach for her, who was only a little more than one meter at the time.
But she didn't want to go back. At this time, a boy with his head buried in the switch passed by, and she called out to him, "Hey, hey." β
The boy didn't look up.
She had to change her approach, "Brother, brother? β
The boy looked up and looked at her suspiciously.
"Brother, do me a favor." She said sweetly, "I want to jump off, can you pick me up?" β
The boy didn't talk much, but seemed to be warm-hearted, nodded his head, and put the handheld in his hand on the ground.
She let go of her hands and feet, and jumped off regardless of it.
The boy was a little taller than her, how could he catch her impact? Naturally, they both fell to the ground, bumped and scratched.
However, the boy is very cool, and when he saw that she was okay when he got up, he patted his buttocks, picked up the switch and was about to leave.
Or did she see that there were more abrasions on his face, and she asked guiltily, "You, do you have ointment at home?" β
As a result, people ignored her at all, played a game and left.
Later, I met the boy again.
It was she who learned smartly and asked Li Weiwei to sneak a ladder over. She climbed the ladder and climbed out of the wall. But when he returned, the ladder was gone, and his parents took it away.
Just as the boy passed by again. I didn't play the game this time, but my face was extraordinarily indifferent, which made people dare not look at it more.
She ran over to him, folded her hands and begged him, "Brother, will you do me another favor?" Then he pointed to the wall and said, "I have to go back and not let my family find out, please!" β
The boy looked up at the height of the wall, frowned slightly, and reluctantly agreed.
So, she pushed people to the wall regardless of 3721, and then unscrupulously treated people as jumpers. Although she was light, the other party was also a child, and the moment she jumped on his shoulder, she clearly heard a "thump", like the sound of something being crushed. After climbing firmly on the edge of the wall, I saw him touching his shoulder, and his face showed a slightly painful look.
But she didn't have time to care, because Lu Xijun was in the courtyard, and called her coldly, "Jiang Ningyu-you come over to me!" β
Then they moved.
The boy who appeared briefly and helped her twice was also forgotten in the flood of memories - not a good memory after all, and she didn't remember the boy's appearance at all, except for the indifference of not loving to talk.
It's just that when he thought about it coldly at this moment, Jiang Ningyu suddenly became petrified.
No wonder......
No wonder he was so happy to hear her call "brother".