say you like me

In the morning, the sparrows outside the window were chirping.Through the curtains, you can see that it is already bright outside.Outside the bedroom door, Yu Yang and grandma's voices were deliberately lowered.

Wen Jin suffered from insomnia last night and didn't know what time he fell asleep.He struggled to open his eyes and looked, and the side was indeed empty. He touched the phone from the table, and it was already 11 o'clock.

In fact, he often sleeps until noon at home, on weekends.But it would be embarrassing to live in someone else's house and sleep until now.

I fell asleep wearing Yu Yang's T-shirt and shorts yesterday, saving me the hassle of getting dressed.So Wen Jin covered her face and held the doorknob for 5 minutes, thinking about what kind of expression she would go out to say hello to grandma...

The door leading to the yard in the corridor was open, and as soon as he walked out of Yu Yang's room, he could see grandma sitting in the yard, and Yu Yang stood beside her with a water glass and chatted with her.

The door of the old house was a little rotten, and creaked when it was pushed open.Hearing the movement, both grandma and Yu Yang turned their heads, and Wen Jin felt a little embarrassed.

"Morning grandma..."

"Oh, Xiao Jin can really sleep," grandma said with a smile, "I wanted to wake you up and have breakfast, but Yang Yang said that you don't sleep well yesterday, so I asked you to sleep a little longer. Do you still want to sleep?"

He didn't recognize the bed, Yu Yang's sudden action yesterday made him feel a thunderstorm in his heart all night, it's strange that he can sleep well.

Thinking of this, Wen Jin's face burned again, and grandma looked at him and smiled even more happily, "You are shy, grandma is teasing you. Go wash up, and you can have lunch in a while." Then she turned her head and whispered to Yang Said, "Xiaojin is thin-skinned, isn't she?", snickering like a child.

While eating, grandma saw the wound on Wen Jin's hand, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Wen Jin raised his head from the stewed mutton and said with a smile, "I fell off my bicycle and rubbed on the ground."

Grandma curled her lips, "That's what I asked, I really didn't see it, did you fight?"

Wen Jin was stunned, "Ah... yes, yes..."

"You guys are just too impulsive. What can't you talk about? Can fighting solve the problem..."

"Yes..." Wen Jin nodded.

"Come on, Wen Jin, put down your chopsticks too, and listen to grandma."

Wen Jin immediately put down her chopsticks, and sat upright with her hands on her knees, with a ball of rice in her mouth and did not dare to chew.

"Grandpa Yu Yang was just like you when he was young, with a violent temper... Once someone in the factory stole our food coupons..."

Grandma's story unfolded and it was really a big series, a love-hate entanglement because of a food stamp...

Wen Jin nodded and said "yes" while listening, and secretly glanced at Yu Yang, who was eating and laughing aside.Damn, he actually took pleasure in other's misfortune? !Why the hell did I fight? !

"That night, his grandfather took a few brothers from the factory to someone's house, carrying a big wrench for car repair... It's been so long, you can't see these things now..."

As an example, the grandma drank two glasses of water, and Wen Jin's forehead was sweating.

Yu Yang finally had enough of being a melon-eating crowd, and said, "Grandma, let Wen Jin eat well."

"Oh, yes, eat, Xiao Jin, and listen to me while eating... In the end, the two of them let me settle it, so I reasoned with that person, and I said comrade, it's wrong for you to do this..."

Wen Jin smiled with a good temper and continued to eat.

Ah... It's been a long time since I've heard people chatter like this...

Yu Yang was full, wiped his mouth and squinted his eyes slightly to look at the blue sky—the sun was shining in early summer, the apple trees in the yard were flourishing, the sparrows were chirping, and grandma was telling Wen Jin all the things he had heard. Countless stories...Wen Jin sipped his meal, listened carefully, smiled and nodded in agreement...

It's so good, the days are quiet and peaceful.

He lowered his eyes and listened, unwilling to look at the insects gnawing on the fruit trees, unwilling to look at grandma's thinning fingers, unwilling to count down such happy days.

After eating, Yu Yang washed the dishes, grandma took medicine, and then instructed Wen Jin to help her wind the yarn, "Yes, one left, one right, one two one, one two one..."

"Grandma, are you knitting a sweater?" Wen Jin looked curiously at grandma's dexterous and skinny hands, holding on to a stick and drawing out a small pattern stitch by stitch.

"Yes, I knit all of Yu Yang's sweaters. The ones I bought are not warm, and they are bluffing..." Grandma looked at Wen Jin, "Your mother will definitely do it too, hasn't she knitted it for you?"

Wen Jin thought about it, his mother should know it. In his vague memory, he once heard his father boast that the sweaters knitted by his mother were more fashionable than those bought outside...

"Well, my mother is too busy." Wen Jin chuckled.

Grandma nodded after hearing this, "Yes, young people nowadays are very busy with work." After speaking, she sighed again, "When Yangyang was young, she wore whatever she wove and was bright and bright. Now, the color of the wool has to be He chose, you see, it's either black or gray...it can't have patterns, it's ugly..."

Wen Jin smiled.

When Yu Yang came out after washing the dishes, he saw that the two of them were chatting happily face to face, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "Let me help you, let Wen Jin do his homework, he is slow in doing his homework." .”

"Ah..." Wen Jin looked reluctant.

"Leave the questions I don't know, and I'll tell you later." Yu Yang took the dime in his hand and pestered him skillfully.

There was a lot of homework this week, so Wen Jin went back to her room to do her homework with drooping eyebrows.

After Yu Yang finished winding the wool, he ate an apple in the yard before coming in.Wen Jin was writing math. He took out his math workbook from his bag, opened it and put it next to Wen Jin, "If you really can't do it, then look at me. If you don't understand, then ask me."

"okay…"

Less than 2 minutes passed...

Wen Jin pointed to his exercise book and leaned over, "Oh, Yu Yang, this..."

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows, "Have you thought about it yourself? You have to try to study my steps first..."

"...No, I can't read your handwriting..."

Yu Yang covered his face, "...my math workbook was secretly made in English class, so it's quite messy."

Wen Jin smiled, "What are you explaining, who doesn't know that your handwriting is ugly."

Yu Yang basically finished his homework during the break. He was sitting leisurely by the side playing with his mobile phone. The beep of a certain Q sounded once and then never sounded again. He probably muted it.

"How much do you ask?" Yu Yang asked.

"No, I don't play Q."

"I'll go, is it true or not?" Yu Yang sat up straight in shock, "Then how do you usually contact people?"

I usually don't have anyone to contact.Of course Wen Jin didn't say that.

"Send a text message."

"Wow, what year is this... You lived in 2003, right?"

Wen Jin smiled and said nothing.

Wen Jin didn't finish his homework until four o'clock in the afternoon, and Yu Yang also explained all the questions that "don't belong" to him. Although he didn't understand it very well, he felt very fulfilled psychologically.

His mother doesn't go to work on weekends, he is hesitating how to explain it when he goes home today, with his hand in his pocket?Or continue to live in the foreign family?

Perhaps it had something to do with her husband's sacrifice, Chen Yajing hated Wen Jin's fighting very much.

When Wen Jin was bored, she would think, what is a hero in people's hearts? Should he be proud or sad that his father is a hero who sacrificed for the people?

The first time he fought with someone was in the third grade of elementary school, the second year after his father died.

"Your father sacrificed a lot? There are so many police officers who died in the whole country! What are you proud of?"

A quarrel of youth and ignorance is often vicious and unconcealed because of youth and ignorance.

Wen Jin swung the chair over.

Fortunately, the chair was plastic.

The most obvious manifestation of a lack of security is probably the absolute zero tolerance for people who hurt themselves.At that time, Wen Jin was indifferent and sensitive, irritable and fragile, withdrawn and fighting was the norm.

In junior high school, it was different from the small fights in elementary school. After Wen Jin beat someone to the hospital for the second time, Chen Yajing slapped him mercilessly.

Wen Jin remembered that that day, Chen Yajing, who had never shed tears in front of him when her father died, had red eyes, "Wen Jin, remember, fighting is against the law. Your father is a policeman, so don't embarrass him."

At night, Chen Yajing came back very late, drunk, pulled him up from the bed, hugged him and cried, "Wen Jin, how did you become like this... It's my mother's fault, I'm sorry... Wen Jin, are you afraid? Are you Do you think no one can protect you? Mom is here, she can protect you, so don’t fight...you promise mom that you won’t fight anymore..."

She thought that Wen Jin was just too sensitive, but she didn't expect that it would develop into violent tendencies.

Later, she took Wen Jin to see a psychiatrist several times, and Wen Jin was very cooperative.I have never fought again, but my withdrawn and withdrawn personality has not changed. I have never had any friends, and I would blush when talking to my classmates.

When Wen Jin called her yesterday and said that she was going to live in a classmate's house, she was shocked, and she was so happy that her hands shaking while holding the phone.

In the past two days, it can be clearly seen that the expression on Wen Jin's face is more sunny than before, and sometimes he can be heard singing while doing homework.

After Wen Jin finished her homework, she lay lazily on the foreign bed and was distracted. Grandma said she was not feeling well, so she went back to rest and Yu Yang went to make porridge for her.

It may be that he has done too many questions, which consumes a lot of mental energy, and Wen Jin's consciousness is a little blurred after lying down for a while.

Hearing Yu Yang walk in, he also lay down on the bed, sighing inaudibly.

Just about to turn around and ask him why he sighed, Yu Yang suddenly put his arms around his waist.His chin was on the top of his head, and his voice was a little tired, "Hold for a while."

The arm on his waist was heavy, making Wen Jin's whole body stiff.

dong dong...

Wen Jin quietly pressed her heart again.Tsk... I have to go home and sleep today.

When she got home, Chen Yajing happened to have something to go to the hospital, and there was a note and ready-made meals on the table - her mother had something to go to the hospital.Don't be lazy, eat hot food by yourself, it must be hot.

Wen Jin let out a sigh of relief, but on the way back he thought of a few sets of excuses for the injuries on his hands.

It's rare to finish the homework so early.Wen Jin casually ate a few mouthfuls of food, took a shower early and lay down on the bed, looking at the ceiling, suddenly remembered that today Yu Yang laughed that he lived in 2003.

Get up and touch the phone from the bedside table, "Q...apply..."

Nick name…

What should I call it?It seems that everyone does not use their real names.

Ah, Wen Jin smiled and typed seriously.

Nickname: Yuyang

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