critical value

The summer in the south of the Yangtze River is so hot that it is simply not a place for people to stay, but I only feel the cool breeze blowing on my face in the hellish heat. I don't know if it is early spring or early autumn, that kind of cool and warm feeling.

Of course, this kind of feeling is caused by soaking in the air conditioner in the library every day. Now I realize that epilepsy is quite enjoyable. In order to save some electricity for a family who "lost their father at a young age", I found such a good place to make up for it completely. It is a pity that there is no air conditioner in the bedroom of my temporary residence.There are times when we are willing to run around the streets in the heat and pouring rain.Then in this very boring process, the favorability value inexplicably "crashed" rose.

I don’t know how long it’s been like this, but it feels like two or three days. Recalling the change of the date on the screen lock of the mobile phone every day, it seems that two or three weeks have passed. One day after dark, I sent epilepsy home. He suddenly grabbed my hand that was about to knock on the door, looked up at me with a cute look, and looked at me for a long time but still didn't say a word.

——At this time, based on my experience of watching so many TV shows, in recent days, this BOY, who I once defined as a hot friend and now a close friend, is about to start flirting with me.

That day I went home a little bit excited, and it took me a long time to fall asleep at night, but I was woken up by a knock on the door early the next morning, and I rushed out of the bedroom door without thinking. In the past, on the way, I saw a great bully of a certain elite standing in the living room wearing big underpants, stretching out half of his face and quietly staring at the "bang bang" door.Probably because I just woke up from sleep. As soon as I ran to the door, I opened the door reflexively. As expected, I saw Epilepsy standing at the door with a travel bag on his back, and looking up at me with those cute little eyes. My heart melted when I saw it.

But after my heart melted, I suddenly realized that I was still wearing big pants...

He didn't seem to think it was such an embarrassing thing. I was stunned by the door. He still looked calm, and his little paws patted my bare, exposed arms in a gesture of gesture. I stepped aside, then glanced at the great bully of a certain elite, and said with a pure smile: "Hello, Uncle." The sullen and ghostly teenagers pretended to be, but they still feel like a kitten scratching in their hearts.

He calmly changed a pair of shoes, and I took advantage of this short moment to quickly sneak into the room and put on a short sleeve that didn't smell like sweat, and changed into a pair of cropped pants that looked pleasing to the eye and flashed out again , with a courteous look, he carried his backpack, which looked heavy and light, into the room, and smiled "hehe" and drove him into my room.She also quietly bowed down and leaned against his ear and asked, "How do you know where I live?"

He also quietly replied: "I follow you."

At that time, I really didn't hear clearly, so I asked again: "What did you say?"

He still stood on tiptoe and whispered in my ear, "I said I was following you." Breathing in my ears, itching from hearing to heart.

I closed the door and took the lock.

At that time, a great bully of a certain elite stood at the door of the living room and looked at the two of us calmly. Maybe he was ready to plug in earplugs to block out the discordant sounds, but in fact, after I closed the door and locked it, the epilepsy The first thing I did was to sigh with surprise on my face: "You don't know, I almost called your dad a grandfather just now. But when I looked closely at both of you wearing big pants-oh, it turned out that it was you Daddy ...how old is your dear father!"

I was a little confused for a moment, grinned at him, smiled shyly and said, "I have an older brother who is six years older than me."

"You told me before..." Just as I was overwhelmed by the contemptuous gaze, he suddenly changed his expression of sudden understanding, "Oh—I see, you DADDY When I gave birth to your brother, I was still a young father, when I gave birth to you, I was already an old man, and after 20 years, I naturally became a grandfather."

"Yep."

"Yes, that explanation makes sense."

"..." I suddenly realized why he had so many words, so many that it made me speechless.

Of course, the main reason is not because he talks too much, but because of my guilty conscience—that old man standing at the door of the living room wearing big underpants is not my great tyrant, my great tyrant only cares about life, I didn’t see him a few times when I was still living in the small run-down apartment. After moving into the old Shi’s house, it’s only during the New Year’s and holidays. It's my dear father.

"What does your brother look like? Can I see you?" Epilepsy said as he lifted the sheet and got under the bed.

I felt very helpless, so I had to fish him out from under the bed: "Don't get under the bed, it's all dust."

"Oh, I thought your brother was an old man just like you, and now he was kicked out by the landlord because he couldn't pay the rent. He was helpless and didn't dare to face his parents, so he had to hide under your bed for a while. .”

"...My brother is not here, he is capable of lifting the roof of the house very well."

"Oh, I want to see it."

"Look at the photos." I was really helpless, racking my brains to think of all the solutions that could solve the current problem, and suddenly remembered that one day when I was free and had nothing to look through the bookcase, I found a photo album, which seemed to be the elite Photos of the whole process of leaving parents from birth to adulthood - God will not kill me!In less than half a minute, I found that evil photo album, flipped open the cover, and was transformed into a cute baby, and rushed to epilepsy: "Look, this is my brother."

"Oh, why not you."

"I'm not born yet."

"Can you show me a photo of you and your brother?" He said, and he grabbed a lot of photos with his little paw and began to turn them backwards. I yelled "No!!!!" He rushed over to grab the photo album, he didn't know why he was as nimble as a snake, the two of them rolled around in a ball on the bed, I couldn't even grab the photo album in his hand, but he responded with a very With a leisurely look, he quickly browsed through the entire book: "Ah? Why isn't you in here?"

"To be honest, my brother and I have never had a good relationship."

——When I said this, my face didn't blush and my heart didn't beat. Although the person in this photo album is not my brother, I do have a brother in far away Sichuan. Our relationship has never been good, even if it is In TV dramas, half-brothers are also accompanied by power struggles and status struggles, let alone in reality?He was so cruel that he turned his sword against me...

Thinking of this, his tone naturally became serious.

"It's not so much a bad relationship as it is that he hates me, even to the point where he never took a photo with me since I was a child."

——I can’t remember whether my brother and I have ever taken a group photo together, so let’s assume that there is no one by default... How can my brother, who is facing swords and swords, have the time to take a photo with me?

"When I was young, I had no room at home, so I had to share a bed with my brother. When I got up the next morning, I ran to the floor."

——I still remember that my brother and I would sleep together sometimes, and the next morning either he would wake me up because he was not covered with a quilt, or he would hug me like a snake maniac Bite again... Kiss and bite again?No, I can't think about it...that is my brother who is facing my sword.

But remembering this incident is indeed inexplicably happy.

......

Epilepsy seems to have decided to take root in my family. I still remember that day he lay on my bed and did something absolutely impossible——

While charging the mobile phone, I also brushed the WIFI screen of the fashionable old lady upstairs. I remember the news a while ago about a woman listening to music with earphones while charging her mobile phone, but she was electrocuted to death. That’s about it. .

Although epilepsy is not a woman.

He seems to have really decided to take root in my house. He kept rubbing his mobile phone and rubbing his mobile phone that day, and he rubbed his feet until the end of time.At noon, I saw him slipping out of the room to eat with a calm face. In the afternoon, I saw him still rubbing his mobile phone. When it was getting dark, I really couldn't ignore him and continued to devote himself to the career of mobile game leveling. Then he pretended to ask, "Aren't you going home?"

"No return."

"Don't you think your dear Mama is worried about you?" During this day, I thought about many, many reasons why he came to my house suddenly, among which TOP.1 was "Parent-child quarrel, bad boy ran away from home".

"will not."

"Nani? You have to face up to your mama!"

"I'm hospitalized." I looked at him in astonishment, and he looked at me with a cute face, and then seemed to react suddenly: "It's nothing, it's just a regular inspection every year, and regular replacement of the engine in winter and summer. Same as motor oil."

"Oh, so what? You came to my house because you felt lonely, empty and cold?"

"Well, Baidu Tieba said that good friends should share the same bed." (with a serious face)

I actually wanted to tell him at the time that those rotten girls and rotten girls in Baidu Tieba were uneasy and well-intentioned. I found that there was a person in my circle of friends who didn’t read Tanmei novels, didn’t post to CP, and didn’t post. A straight man with cancer would do everything possible to turn him over, and would hold his cell phone with an evil smirk on his face and wait for him to report the results.

So I said: "Actually, those people in Baidu Tieba are not well-intentioned."

"Well, I know, don't I have a good heart?"

"what?"

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