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After thinking about it, I still dialed Jia Doudou's number, but unexpectedly it was Wang Dandan who answered the call, and the background music was the sound of Jia Doudou and Fang Datou arguing and fighting.

Can't they stop for two days?If I were the tyrant of the Jiawangfang family, I would have collapsed within a day and a half.

"Hello, Shi Xiaofeng."

"..."

"Why don't you speak, is it..."

"I was not poisoned by gas inhalation, nor was I kidnapped by aliens." The moment I said that, I regretted it again. Generally, Wang Dandan would never say such hurtful words to hurt me. I am afraid that such words are the only ones in the world. Epilepsy will say.However, if I answered him like this, I must be regarded as a snake spirit.

"Oh, what's the matter with you?" This answer is too calm!

"That is to say, anyway, the three of you have nothing to do in Sichuan, how about coming to the Northeast to accompany me?"

I don’t know why, but he was silent for a long time and didn’t speak. In an instant, there was only the sound of Jia Dou and Fang Datou smashing the bowl and flipping the table. Especially when the sound effects of smashing bowls and tables stopped soon after. "They won't be abducted by aliens, right?" This was the first sentence that popped into my mind at that time.

"Hello Shi Xiaofeng." That "Hello" sounded like Henan dialect, so it must be Jia Dou.

"Hello! Shi Xiaofeng." This kind of greeting, which sounds like a 80-[-]-year-old man on the phone, must be Fang Datou.

"I've turned on the speakerphone. Tell me if you have anything to say." Wang Dandan, the little angel.

So, I used a logic that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, but the four of us can definitely understand, to explain the outline of the word games I wrote on the white paper before, the only thing is to exclude Fang Datou and keep silent .

"Hey, that's not right!" Jia Dou questioned, "If the three of us go, then who will work as an undercover agent next to our dad and tip you off?"

"Well, that's a problem." Although I've already thought about it.

"Why don't you put Fang Datou there?" Jia Dou suggested.

perfect!Exactly what I thought it would be!I cheered very flatly in my heart.

"Okay! Jia Dou already hates me because of the uneven distribution of spoils when he sold beef noodles... just wait for me."

"How can you blame me? Wang Dandan must think so too, right?"

"Um...no."

"Hey hey hey! Are you still my buddy!?"

There was another noise on the other end of the phone, accompanied by the sound of flipping tables and smashing bowls.It took a long time to calm down.Brothers!This is a long distance call!Are you trying to murder my phone bill for so long! ?But if wasting a little phone bill can make my wish come true, it's worth it.

"This method is good, how did you come up with it?" Of course, according to the routine in TV dramas, if you want things to develop according to your own wishes, complimenting others is an essential step.

"Ah? Wouldn't it be natural to think of it?" But he was inadvertently ridiculed.

Although they paid a lot of phone bills and the humiliation of being ridiculed, they finally agreed to come to the Northeast to accompany me.After all, after graduating from university and becoming a Bishou family, because they have no legal rights and status at home, they have to pretend to be still in college, because they have to rent a house and eat, drink and have fun, and the living expenses will not be enough soon. Pretending to be a work-study program and selling beef noodles in the streets, they have had enough of this kind of life.I just don't know how Fang Datou, who was forced to stay in Sichuan, felt.He must want to cut Jia Doudou to death.

It's okay, as long as you don't want to cut me to death.

In fact, since a long time ago, since the first time I received a call from the three of them in a small town in Guangdong, I always had the illusion that everything I had lost was gradually coming back to me one by one.

I returned to the identity of a "living person", once again had a family, and even found a childhood playmate; after that, I returned to Sichuan to get along well with my family. Although basking in the sun is like suffering from Alzheimer's, but From time to time, there is an illusion of family happiness, probably because I have been away from home for too long and I am too excited; and now, my childhood playmates have made an appointment to come back to me, and this time they are indeed coming back.

Probably because I was too excited, I couldn't help pacing in the same place, and unconsciously giggled alone, walking faster and faster, as if I was about to run away, thinking about a long time ago The most important thing—that was when grandpa had not passed away, everything had just begun, and all misfortunes had not yet begun.

Thinking of those days, and recalling what happened to me not long after, I went around and existed as a dead person for so long before I was able to return, but I couldn't help but feel sad again.Suddenly, I really wanted to find someone to confide in. Obviously, any unhappy things in the past were resolved in "Midnight - Leo's Glass Heart Theater", but that time, I really wanted to say it all. Emotions It seems that the cup is overflowing, and there is no need to pour it out.

When I first started thinking about who to confide in, my mind was blank, or it could be described as pitch black. In short, I didn’t have any thoughts, and every nerve was glued together by three seconds and burned.After a few seconds like this, a shadow suddenly flashed in my mind - epilepsy, I seem to be able to tell him.

It was really a coincidence that Epilepsy quietly pushed open the door of my room at that time, I pretended to be in a daze without looking at him, and he sneaked into my room and stood by the desk Seeing me in a daze pretending to be in a daze, people couldn't help but feel a little inconsistent. I followed the usual routine and said, "Hey, epilepsy." After poking his forehead and chatting with him for a while, I still opened the A topic I've always wanted to talk about.

From after my grandfather passed away, to when my brother stabbed me inexplicably in the hospital, and when I was half dead, I was picked up by the elder sister's head, and then I came here again. For so long, I have been alone, and I have never paid for everyone I met with sincerity. , only escaped from Zhang Haoran who really approached me.

Although the situation improved after meeting epilepsy, I was like the sentence he said while watching "Crossing the Guandong" when he was in Jiangnan: "There are many cages in this world-family, career, school, society, etc. , all kinds of things make you unable to escape, but in fact, in many cases, people lock themselves in the cage voluntarily." Suddenly I understood what he said: "I really envy you, one and two are Fate."

Although everything I lost after meeting him seems to have come back, it also means that I have to make up a thousand times for the responsibilities I owed when I left them.I still remember that my grandfather told me before he died that he wanted me to support my brother well when I grow up.So I just had to do it.And voluntarily, imprisoning himself in this cage.

It seems that there is no longer any way to escape.

He stabbed me once, and that wound took me a long time to heal, and it took even longer for the scar to recede to the point where it is now a blur.It took me a lot of effort to forgive him, not like him, just driving to the old villa in the mountains and forests to catch up with me and get forgiven.So he didn't cherish it either, and quickly became distrustful of me and hurt me again.Although I really wanted to leave him forever after that time, his affairs after that have nothing to do with me forever.But it doesn't work.

The bond of blood between us is destined to connect us together, just like a nightmare, which cannot be broken even a thousand times.Whether I want to or not, I have to bear it, not to mention that I am still willing, after all, I was still such a good brother... Just thinking about this, no matter how many times, I struggle as if I am going crazy, but Indeed, as I expected, it will never be cut off.

And because of his irresponsibility for my actions, I have to pay more responsibilities to him. This is a burden of love based on family relationship and blood relationship, and people have to accept it with joy. torment.

So I went back to him anyway, fearing that he might be in some danger while I was away.Because I was worried about him, I even swore a poisonous oath - "Whether my brother wants to kill or scrape me in the future, or cut me into pieces for hot pot, I will not have any complaints, treat myself as a shaker, and smile The ground connection is correct."I decided to bear all the injustices, but it was because he could trust me and let me work for him without any worries...

I don’t know why, when I talked about this part, I suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in my heart, that kind of soreness and pain, but there was nothing I could do about it, as if my old cold waist and old cold legs had grown in my heart, the kind that couldn’t be cured for a long time Feel.

It’s true that I feel unwilling and unworthy of working so hard for myself, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I just like it like this, and I’m destined to do it this way. It seems that if I dare to escape, I will be burned in hell for thousands of years after death.Like instinct, it was written on my body more firmly than a birthmark, and I couldn't escape it.

Thinking of this, a burst of soreness rushed to the tip of the nose, because I tried my best to hold back this feeling, but it spread to the whole face, and the five sense organs seemed to be sore and tightened as if they had been patted by bricks, as if they were about to be squeezed from the inside. And the field exploded.I blinked my eyes desperately to hold back this feeling, but I couldn't help it, my face twitched, and two lines of tears came down.

In fact, I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, probably because I didn’t want the epilepsy to see me crying, so I threw myself on him and buried my face in his arm before I dared to cry.

After I calmed down, I recalled those words again, recalled the scene where I cried, and felt embarrassed for no reason.But when he thinks about his epilepsy reaction at the time, he feels pity for himself—after all he has done such shameless actions and said such shameless words, he still has no expression on his face, and his flat reaction makes people feel terrible.

But think about it, what more could I ask for?Do you long for epilepsy to cry with me?

No, it's better for him not to cry. I still feel heartache when I think of the tears he shed last time.