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This seemed to be the last time his mother took him to an amusement park, and walked in a shopping mall as he passed by. …

He still remembers his mother telling him: "The manuscript fee for the new book has arrived, let me take you shopping, today Xiaokong can buy whatever he wants!"

The weather is fine and it is also the season of late autumn.He held her hand and walked around the mall for a long time, not knowing what to buy.

He is only 11 years old in the fifth grade of elementary school, but Xi Zhikong is not interested in toys.He likes to read books and always buys a lot of books, so the two of them wandered into the bookstore.

It was cute to say that he and his mother were reading back to back in the bookstore until dark, and when his father called after dinner was ready, the mother and son woke up like a dream, bought two books and left the bookstore in a hurry.

The two passed by a children's clothing store, and the warm yellow sweater worn by the model immediately caught Xi Zhikong's attention.

He pulled his mother in, pointed to the sweater and asked the clerk how much it was, and the clerk gently told him more than 200.The price was actually not gentle at all to him. He turned around and wanted to leave, but his mother stopped him and asked if he really liked it.

He really likes it, but he doesn't want to wear it himself.

He thought Jiang Yan would look good in this color.

When checking out, there were a lot of people queuing up to pay, and the cashier was full of clothes waiting to be checked out, and hurriedly put them on wrongly, and the mother and son were discussing the book they just read in front of the bar without paying attention.

When he returned home with his clothes and had dinner, Xi Zhikong excitedly ran to Jiang Yan's on the street to take out the clothes when they gave them to him - the clerk disguised them as a father-child outfit, It was so big that his dad could wear it.

He sat sleepily by the bed, muttering that he was blaming the clerk, but his parents were sitting by the table laughing uncontrollably.

His father comforted him by saying that he could take it back and change it tomorrow, and told him not to be unhappy. Then he said that the clothes were for Jiang Yan, and he was about to cry while talking, and his mother hurriedly sat beside him to take pictures Rubbing his shoulder to reassure him, he said that he would take him to change a suitable number for brother Ayan tomorrow.

The next day, his mother got the deposit for the next book and came out of the publishing house to wave to him. He waited across the road with his clothes on, and saw with his own eyes a speeding car knocked his mother into the air. go out.

The clothes were not changed, he lost the most important person in his life, and then the clothes were forgotten by him in the closet until now.

Jiang Yan came out of the shower to see him sitting on the edge of the bed with a piece of clothing in his arms, with his head lowered and tears streaming down his face. He kept wiping his eyes with both hands, and tried hard to take a deep breath but couldn't stop the tears from flowing. downward trend.

He put down the towel in his hand and walked to Xi Zhikong's side, bent down and asked him gently: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

He wiped his cheek with his palm, but more tears leaked from those watery eyes, and more and more tears rolled down and dripped on the brand new sweater, leaving a few rings of water stains.

"I miss my mother so much..." Xi Zhikong held back the trembling of his voice and raised his arms to hug Jiang Yan, then wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his head on his waist, crying, "Why did my mother die? , and those who put my dad in jail are all living well, why, Jiang Yan..."

Yes, why in this society there are always so many regrets that good people don't live long, and why he has to bear so much emptiness. …

Jiang Yan's heart ached badly.

He has never seen Xi Zhikong cry so sadly, even when he was robbed of toys when he was a child, fell and bruised or received heavy criticism, he never cried like this.He sat on the edge of the mat, let him lean against himself, and soon the cloth on his shoulders was soaked with tears, drop by drop seemed to seep into the blood from the skin of his shoulders, and a burst of bitterness surged in his heart.

"Kong Kong, I'm here." He patted Xi Zhikong's back, his voice choked with sobs.

He thought, they were all just 17-year-old young people who had just come out of their youth, and they shouldn't let Xi Zhikong taste the pain of life, but it fell on him prematurely in various tragic forms.

Jiang Yan felt it was unfair, but he couldn't change the status quo, he couldn't bring Kong Kong's mother back to life, and he couldn't stop his father from compromising.

He suddenly regretted why he was only 17 years old, and he couldn't become all the support of the person in his arms, and couldn't help him share one or two.

Jiang Yan's gentle reassurance made Xi Zhikong cry even harder, wrapping his arms around his neck and choking on his neck until he burst into tears.

He was really strong alone for too long, and accidents happened one after another at home. Although his aunt expressed his willingness to take him to live with him, he didn't want to leave this alley where he lived since he was a child, and he didn't want to leave this small house of tens of square meters. , more unwilling to leave the only person left in this world who he is willing to rely on.

He also wanted to wait here for Xi Chuzhi to come back from prison. At that time, he must have grown into a man who could protect him. He would not be able to do anything like a few years ago even if he knew that his father was framed.

There is still 40 yuan in the room, which is the money that bought his father's principles and self-esteem, and he will return this money one day.He has persisted until now, and the first time Jiang Yan hugged him from behind in the park that day made the high wall he built in his heart loose a little bit.

"Jiang Yan, thank you." After a while he recovered, wiped his face twice randomly, and leaned over to kiss Jiang Yan's face.

It was a thank you from his heart, a kiss that was pure and real.

Jiang Yan laughed, stroked his hair and said, "Do I have to say something rude? It was my fault before. I should have stayed with you earlier like this."

Xi Zhikong shook his head: "No, it's just right now, really, Jiang Yan, you've helped me a lot, even though you don't know it yourself."

Countless nights when I collapsed and wanted to give up, I survived calling your name. Now you are really the motivation for me to live well. Because of you, I have the strength to do so much. I haven’t finished it yet. Good thing.

This is already very good, if you can let me know that I like you so much, it is already very good, I just imagined it.

"Why is this dress still new?" Jiang Yan patted him on the shoulder to change the subject, took the warm yellow sweater from his hand and looked at it over and over again, "Did you just buy it?"

"No." Xi Zhikong looked at Jiang Yan and finally curled his mouth and smiled, "My mother bought this for you, but I kept it in the closet and forgot."

Jiang Yan stopped the movement of her hands, and suddenly remembered the woman who smiled as warmly and beautifully as Xi Zhikong, and said after a while, "Did Auntie buy this? Why is it so big..."

Xi Zhikong described to him the process of buying clothes back then. Jiang Yan hugged him and laughed until he collapsed on the bed. He tapped his nose with his fingertips and said, "I'll show you how to wear it."

He got up and put the sweater on his body, the warm yellow made his complexion fairer, Xi Zhikong bit his lower lip and smiled, stared at him for a while and said, "It's so pretty."

"Does the sweater look better or does the elder brother look better?" Jiang Yan asked with a smile.

"I look good."

Jiang Yan walked towards him, pinched his cheek, and said against his forehead: "Yes, my emptiness looks the best."

Young people need to talk about love, appreciate the body, and most importantly, do homework.

In the evening, Xi Zhikong was going to work, and the two of them went out to eat and went home to start doing their homework.He did very well in the half-term exam, especially in mathematics. Although he just passed, he got a score of 47 and got rid of the curse of [-] points.

I have to say that this is inseparable from Jiang Yan's patient guidance. The two wrote their homework face to face, and Xi Zhikong secretly looked up at him from time to time, and then continued to write the composition.

After repeating this several times, Jiang Yan could no longer ignore his small movements, holding a pen and laughing in a low voice, "What do you always see me doing?"

Xi Zhikong who was exposed simply put down his pen and propped his chin and said: "I finally know why the school doesn't allow puppy love."

Jiang Yan put down his pen after finishing the last calculation problem, reached out and gently took his hand, "I seem to know it too, and now I also feel so unreal."

"Not true?" Xi Zhikong always felt that this sentence was implying something to him, he grabbed Jiang Yan's hand with his backhand and pulled it to his mouth, and kissed him on his fingertips, "Then I will kiss you, is it true?"

Then he looked at Jiang Yan who was in a daze and laughed, rubbed his whole cheek on the back of his hand and said, "I really can't concentrate on studying now, why don't you go home and we'll be quarantined for two days."

"Isolate what, don't isolate!" Jiang Yan flicked his forehead, closed the physics homework in front of him, took out the chemistry, and added: "Maybe this is love."

Xi Zhikong suddenly stopped talking, stared at him carefully, looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, and asked solemnly after a moment of silence: "Where do you want to go to university in the future?"

Jiang Yan didn't listen to the seriousness in Kong Zhikong's words, and wrote the chemical formula and answered casually: "I don't know, when I see it, um... where can I go for the exam?"

"Can you think about it now and tell me?" Xi Zhikong tugged at his sleeve, "This is really important!"

It is indeed very important. This is related to whether they can continue to stay in one place after graduating from high school, and whether they can stay in one place all the time.

Jiang Yan thought for a while: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's very important to tell you! Isn't that because our...well, the relationship is different now..." Xi Zhikong said, grabbed the pen on the table, twirled it in his hand, and dropped it with a slap Go up, pick it up and turn again.

"The relationship is different." Jiang Yan smiled again, "That's good, let's decide where to go."

He raised his hand to help him straighten the broken hair on his forehead, then leaned on the table and turned his head to look at him: "So where does Kongkong want to go?"

Xi Zhikong thought about my grades, the school picked me, not me.

He scratched his hair in distress, and messed up the place Jiang Yan straightened out just now, "You have to say which school you want to go to, and I'll see if there are other schools in that city that I can go to."

Jiang Yan picked up a pen and quickly wrote two words on the manuscript paper. Xi Zhikong leaned over and saw the words "miracle" written on the paper.

"Let's create miracles together, Kong Kong, there are still two years left, I want to go to the same school as you, we are still classmates, we can still live in the same dormitory, and we can be together every day." Jiang Yan said.

Xi Zhikong was almost convinced by the sincerity and sincerity in his eyes, but he still knew how much he was worth.The problem facing the two of them at present is that Xi Zhikong will definitely not be able to learn reasoning, and Jiang Yan should not be able to learn literature if he has the opportunity.

It's just too tricky.

"It's so annoying, why do we have to think about these issues, it's too complicated!" Xi Zhikong crumpled up the manuscript paper on the table and threw it into the trash can in frustration.

Miracles or something, never in his life.

——Except for Jiang Yan, he being able to be with Jiang Yan may be the biggest miracle in his life that was brutally destroyed.

It was a miracle that was helping him restore his dilapidated life little by little.

"Then don't think about it now." Jiang Yan touched the side of his face, and calmed down the little animal with fried hair little by little. Seeing his frowning brows loosen, he smiled at him: "I don't think I can do it without you." You are omnipotent in my heart.”

Jiang Yan leaned down again and picked up Xi Zhikong's crumpled manuscript paper from the wastebasket, slowly smoothed it out, took a pen and wrote "Xi Zhikong + Jiang Yan" in front of the word "miracle".He finished writing and turned the paper to Xi Zhikong.

Looking at it together, Xi Zhikong + Jiang Yan = miracle.

Xi Zhikong was so stimulated by this seemingly naive "formula" that he almost cried again.He covered his face and was moved in his heart for a long time, took a deep breath and endured the sore nose and talked to Jiang Yan again:

"Jiang Yan, from today onwards, this is the formula for my life in Xi Zhikong's three years of high school. You can bear witness to me."

Jiang Yan smiled and said yes, carefully folded the manuscript paper and handed it over, Xi Zhikong turned around and put it into the piggy bank that he had used since he was a child.

He shook the classic piggy bank, and there were muffled noises inside, and it was heavy in his hands.

It's like holding the future that two people don't know but infinitely yearn for.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the two cooked noodles at home, and after eating, Jiang Yan accompanied Xi Zhikong to the convenience store where he worked.Then he returned home, opened the door and found something extraordinary.

His grandma is here.