Ye Mingke walked into the heavy door from the sallow middle-aged woman with a somewhat apprehensive heart.

As soon as she stepped into the door, there was a muffled "bang" behind her, and the middle-aged woman had already closed the thick door.

Ye Mingke couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart.

He raised his head and saw a wide courtyard, but there were two large water tanks, one red and one green, and seven or eight large shelves with cloth were dried, which stuffed the originally wide courtyard into a cramped and cramped one.

A thin middle-aged man shirtless and wearing coarse cloth trousers on a cold spring day was dyeing cloth by the tank, and one of his hands on the edge of the tank was dyed red and green by the dye, which made people look terrible.

Seeing the middle-aged man, Ye Mingke hurriedly shouted: "Hello uncle." ”

When the middle-aged man saw Ming Ke, Mu Ne's face nodded at Ming Ke, but he didn't speak, and turned his gaze back to the cloth in front of him.

The middle-aged woman with a sallow face walked past Ming Ke by herself, stood in the courtyard, crossed her waist and shouted loudly to the back room.

"You mourning star, broom star, shameless dead girl, don't howl inside, your concubine is here, don't get out of here. ”

This sentence is too vitriol!

Ye Mingke, who was originally restrained, couldn't help but feel a wave of anger rushing to his brain when he heard this, for the insult he had never suffered since he was a child, and for Qiao Qiao, who was so despised.

"Auntie, I'm just Jojo's friend, and Jojo is not what you said about the mourning star or the broom star"

Ye Mingke straightened up and raised his head to look directly at the sallow and mean face, and his tone contained suppressed anger.

"Heh, what do you know?"

The middle-aged woman sneered and looked back at Ye Mingke, a little surprised by the boy's resistance, but her face was still undisguised meanness.

"I know that Qiaoqiao's parents died when she was born, and I also know that Qiaoqiao's illness has caused you a lot of trouble, but these should not be Qiaoqiao's fault. ”

Ye Mingke stared directly at the middle-aged woman's mocking gaze like a dead fish, and did not back down.

He knew that he had heard the confession of the girl who begged the mountain god to punish only herself and spare her friend she had just met in front of the statue.

Even if she has a dark mind, the girl who is kind and pure as glass at heart.

"Heh, what do you know?"

The middle-aged woman turned away from Ye Mingke's direct gaze, but her tone was still mean and mocking.

"I ......"

Ye Mingke's other words were blocked, and he felt that the stuffiness in his chest was suffocated.

"Minko. ”

Jojo's somewhat hoarse voice sounded from the back room, and she stood in the courtyard looking at Mingke by the door through the layers of cloth hanging in the courtyard.

She was still the quiet and delicate girl in a white dress, but her eyes were red and swollen, and her little face was streaked with tears, showing that she had just cried.

The two people looked at each other from a distance of several meters by the door of the courtyard.

Two people who miss each other when they don't see each other, fight and quarrel with others for each other, but suddenly quiet when they meet.

"Are you cured?" asked Jojo softly after a moment.

"It's okay. Are you all right?" Ye Mingke said.

"It's fine. Jojo replied softly.

Then there was silence, they were too far away from each other, and the middle-aged women in the middle of them looked at them too harshly.

So there are no words.

Qiaoqiao lowered her head and looked at the corners of her clothes that were clenched by her fingers, her eyes slightly red.

During these days at home, she didn't even know if he had woken up from a coma. can only be imprisoned in this oppressive and closed house all the time.

Luckily he was okay and came to see her, but what would he think of the woman when he heard the harsh words that the woman had scolded him? Will he ever come to see him again?

"Okay, I'll see you, it's all right. You're good to go. The middle-aged woman stared at Ye Mingke with the dead fish's eyes.

Qiao Qiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Ming Ke, his eyes panicked like a lost deer in the jungle.

Will we not be able to meet again this time?

"Auntie, I want to go out with Jojo and come back in a while. ”

Ye Mingke looked at those uncomfortable eyes, and his clear eyes were full of sincerity.

"No way!"

"I want to go!"

The two resolute voices of the middle-aged woman and Qiao Qiao sounded almost at the same time.

Qiao Qiao looked up at the sallow and gloomy face of the middle-aged woman, her right hand tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, her little face was slightly raised, and her reddish pupils were stubborn and stubborn.

"No, it just doesn't. Hurry up, you kid. ”

The middle-aged woman became irritable when she saw Qiao Qiao's stubborn eyes, pointed to Ye Mingke indifferently at the door, and walked over to reach out to pull Qiao Qiao's arm.

"You dead girl, go back to the house for me. ”

When the middle-aged woman walked over and was about to separate the sight of the two of them, Qiao Qiao suddenly turned her head and looked at Ming Ke's eyes with reddish and stubborn pupils, and made a silent mouth shape.

"Jojo. This way. ”

Ye Mingke, who had been standing, suddenly moved. He bent down sharply and rushed to the side, while Qiao Qiao shook off the middle-aged woman's hand that had just grabbed her arm and ran towards Ye Mingke.

After running a few steps, the girl opened her arms, jumped high, raised the corners of her snow-white skirt, and threw herself on the boy's back, and the boy who rushed forward at high speed caught her accurately.

She was on his back, and he carried her on his back, like they were in the deep forest where the rain was falling and the hungry tiger was chasing.

At that moment when the eyes met, the girl with reddish eyes said to the boy in a silent mouth - "Take me away".

So, here he comes.

"You damn girl!"

As soon as the middle-aged woman who couldn't catch Qiaoqiao cursed her words, Mingke, who was carrying Qiaoqiao on her back, had already rushed under the wall.

He jumped high against the wall, his right arm reaching upwards as hard as he could, and at the last moment he finally grabbed the top edge of the towering wall as his body began to fall.

With the strength he borrowed, he climbed over the wall with more force.

"Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry, we'll be back soon. ”

"Wow"

Ye Mingke's apologetic words from the wall and Qiao Qiao's excited screams when he climbed off the wall sounded at the same time, making the middle-aged woman angry and cursing again and again.

Unfortunately, when she opened the door angrily and rushed out, standing in the street and looking around, the boy like the wind had already run away with the girl on his back.

The courtyard was quiet for a while.

"This shameless dead girl"

"Raising her for so many years!"

"She shouldn't have been adopted in the first place. ”

"Let her die with her parents"

......

The angry middle-aged woman helplessly scolded all the way from outside the door and walked in again, sitting on the threshold with her buttocks, still scolding.

In the courtyard, the middle-aged man who had been dyeing cloth quietly by the tank was fishing out the cloth in the jar on the ground, and when he heard the middle-aged woman still cursing, he looked up at her, and added a sentence in his voice without emotion.

"It's to blame you for not building the wall high enough. ”

"Yes. The middle-aged woman slapped her thigh, "You should build a ten-foot high wall, even if that bastard boy can climb up, jump down and fall to death their little adulterer and adulteress." ”

"You should also put some broken glass on the fence. ”

"Yes, put glass on the wall, dig a pit under the wall and bury iron thorns, and stab the two little adulterers and adulteresses to death. The middle-aged woman slapped her thigh again, and the more she thought about it, the more it made sense.

"It's not enough insurance, we should build a roof for the yard, seal the windows and doors, put a tablet at the door, and engrave Braille. ”

"Yes. Repair a top and put a monument..... Hmm? Not true. ”

The middle-aged woman suddenly came back to her senses as she spoke, turned her head and scolded at the middle-aged man.

"You're an old immortal, you're sarcastic about me. ”

"You don't want to turn the house into a grave, it's just that there is a living person in the house going out and you are so nervous about what you are doing. ”

The middle-aged man pulled up a piece of cloth with both hands, looked back at the middle-aged woman, and said.

"Don't worry. It's different. ”

"Those who coveted little Jojo are either dead or have left town. ”

"You old woman, don't be suspicious all the time. ”

"And. ”

He turned around and hung the cloth in his hand on the rack behind him

"Don't keep thinking about what happened back then, you can't hate Qiaoqiao, a child. ”

"Even if you hate, it's been so many years. The relationship that has been raised for so many years should also be offset. ”

The middle-aged woman sat on the threshold, the afternoon sun in the courtyard shining on her face, and the white hair in the middle-aged woman's fluffy and messy hair and the wrinkles on her sallow face looked even more ugly and glaring in the bright light.

She didn't curse anymore, and was silent for a long time before patting her ass and getting up, still scolding.

"With your old thing, if I really hate, that dead girl can be raised so big. ”

She turned around and prepared to close the door as usual.

"Don't turn it off. The middle-aged man suddenly said in a loud voice.

Seeing the middle-aged woman turn around, a gentle smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he said in a loud voice.

"Don't close, the girl hasn't come back yet. ”

......

......

When Ye Mingke and Qiao Qiao climbed down the wall, they heard the angry curses of the middle-aged women inside the wall, but Mingke ran fast after landing on the ground.

Middle-aged women can't catch up with them, curses can't catch up with them, all worries and sorrows can't catch up with them.

Jojo and Minke let out a happy laugh and a strange scream at the same time. No matter what happens when they stop, they have unstoppable freedom and happiness at this moment.

"Jojo, where do you want to play?"

Facing the oncoming fierce and refreshing wind, Ming Ke asked loudly, as if the girl wanted to go to the end of the world to the cape, and he could carry her all the way to the place she liked.

"I want to be like that...... Keep running like this, and never be caught. Jojo replied loudly on Minke's back.

"Okay. The boy agreed so crisply and loudly that without the slightest hesitation, he looked ahead with his eyes clear and innocent, as if the distance and the eternal were places that could be easily reached.

On that day, Ye Mingke carried Bai Qiaoqiao on his back, stepped on the bluestone slab that had not dried after the rain in the town, and ran through all the streets of the town in the face of the sunny spring sunshine.

He went with her to see the town's towers covered with green vines, shouted Tao Yao and fled, turning his head and smiling at the figure of Tao Yao leaning out of the tower and looking stupidly.

He went with her to see the oldest well in the town, and Qiaoqiao, under the cover of Minke, secretly took a stone and pretended to throw it into the ancient well, so that the old man who guarded the well chased them down the street with a shovel.

He also went with her to visit the dilapidated temple on the edge of the town, talking about its similarities and differences with the dilapidated mountain temple.

He was also playing with her on the stagnant water on the bluestone slab, and when he heard the adults passing by looking at them laughing and talking, Ye Mingke ran quickly with the red-faced Qiaoqiao on his back.

When they run, the whispers will be replaced by the sound of the wind in their ears, and no worries will catch up with them.

But...... No matter how fast the boys run, they still can't keep up with the time.

It's getting dark.

Qiao Qiao, who was lying behind Ming Ke, looked at the gorgeous glow in the sky, and suddenly burst into tears silently.

"Are you going back? ”

She asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Wait. Ye Mingke looked at the red sunset in the sky, and his heart was also a little melancholy, but his voice tried to say cheerfully, "I haven't taken you to my favorite place yet." ”

The boy glanced at the sky, estimated the distance, and ran after the huge sun wheel that was gradually setting in the sky, as if he were about to run through time.