there is a summer breeze

The half-closed curtain fluttered slightly in the breeze carrying the scent of flowers.

Qing Song woke up from the dream, opened his eyes, but didn't see that silly person.

"What are you doing..." Qing Song lazily took off his shoes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Quiet dining room, no hot breakfast left on the table.

"Lan Tian... what are you doing..." Qing Song opened the refrigerator, trying to find something to fill his stomach.

He saw eggs, toast, ham, and leftover cake.

Well, the breakfast is still very rich, not lacking in protein.

When he took two eggs and wanted to go to the kitchen to fry them, Lan Tian, ​​who was hiding in the kitchen, jumped up suddenly: "Qing Song!" He had a successful prank smile on his face.

Qing Song didn't look at him, and went straight to turn on the induction cooker to preheat the pot.

Lan Tian pouted with some displeasure.

You're really stingy, isn't it because I didn't make breakfast for you today, why are you ignoring people...

"Qing Song, you are really a cheapskate." Lan Tian folded his hands on his chest, a little puffed up.

Da Da Da Da cut cucumber slices, Qing Song still ignored him.

"... I don't want to, but today I found that I can't hold things... My hand went straight through the refrigerator..." Lan Tian, ​​who felt aggrieved, explained unhappily.

The expressionless Qing Song started pouring oil into the pot with the oil bucket.

"Lan Tian, ​​I'm going to make fried eggs..." he shouted.

"But I'm angry now." Lan Tian turned his back and didn't want to look at him.

There is a dance of crackling frying, the egg shell is cracked on the edge of the bowl, the transparent egg white and the flat egg yolk are poured into the pan, the edge of the egg white gradually turns white and becomes smooth and soft, and the egg yolk is covered A layer of light white, the egg yolk inside can still flow slightly.

Eggs are fragrant.

Lan Tian couldn't help but want to look back at the fried eggs that made people move their index fingers.

But he suddenly thought that he was angry, how could he surrender just because Qing Song made two eggs!

"Don't think that I will forgive you for making the eggs I like." Lan Tian snorted, "You still have to buy me jelly and ice cream, watch movies and barbecue with me, and..."

There was a gust of wind, hot, passing through Lan Tian's body.

Qing Song appeared in front of him holding a plate of fried eggs.He walked out of the kitchen and yelled to the living room: "Blue sky! Where are you, come out to eat fried eggs!"

Lan Tian, ​​who had been standing in the kitchen, was stunned.

I've been here...Qing Song, what are you doing... Pretending not to see me is too much...

Lan Tian didn't realize that he was trembling even for breathing.

He walked up to Qing Song who was putting slices of ham on the ground, wanting to help him.

"Let me do it..." Lan Tian held Qing Song's hand.

Qing Song didn't stop at all, he even turned around to get the salad dressing.

Lan Tian froze there, his left hand still kept stretching out.

He didn't hold Qing Song's hand, but pierced through his skin, making his left hand into a fist.

Lan Tian, ​​who avoided everything that happened in front of him, squatted on the ground, covering his face in pain.

He doesn't want to admit it, he doesn't want to believe it, he doesn't want to face it.

Qing Song...

He was out of sight.

Outside the window there was a faint fragrance of flowers, and the gray magpie with blue tail on the branch stopped for a while, blinking and flew away.

Lan Tian stumbled and ran to his home, his real home.

The place where the photo of the blue sky was originally placed is empty, the print of the photo frame is still there, but the person in the photo is no longer there.

His mother was cutting fruit in the kitchen, and his father was reading a magazine on the sofa.

Lan Tian walked to his mother, stared into her eyes, and said in the most gentle tone: "Mom."

Mom is peeling the bright red dragon fruit.

"Mom... I'm back." Lan Tian trembled a little.

"Mom, I was wrong. I was the one who was at the bank that day, but I didn't dare to see you...Mom, don't be angry, please forgive me..."

Lan Tian begged, and he felt his legs go weak.

Mother gathered the cut dragon fruit to the knife surface with her hands and put it into the glass bowl.

"Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong...Mom...I beg you...I beg you don't pretend you can't see me...Mom..."

Lan Tian collapsed and knelt on the ground, tears bursting out of the embankment.

He reached out and took his mother's leg as if he could still touch her.

Mother turned around with the fruit in her hand and walked towards the living room without hesitation.

Lan Tian lowered his head, tears streaming down his face.

His hand went through.

His arms, his body...

passed through.

out of sight.

out of sight.

Mom couldn't see him.

No one in the world can see him anymore.

The blue sky fell.

He wept bitterly.

No one could see, his body gradually turned into smoke and disappeared.

Lan Tian's heart hurts very much.

So tired...so tired...

The sudden exhaustion left him unable to cry.

He closed his eyes and literally lost consciousness.

Qing Song frantically searched the whole house but didn't see Lan Tian. He didn't even have time to change his clothes, so he stepped on a pair of sandals and pushed open the door to go downstairs.

I hope Lan Tian is playing downstairs. He seemed to have a good time playing with the stray cats yesterday.

The blood-red number on the elevator decreased bit by bit, and Qing Song felt his head swell.

what am i doing...why am i in the elevator...

Why do I feel so sad...

Arrived on the first floor.

Qing Song hurriedly stepped out to take a breath of air outside.The chest tightness is dead.

The stray cat outside the unit door hid in the recessed place between the two buildings and watched him, meowing a few times.

Qing Song took a few deep breaths and felt much more comfortable.

It's really inexplicable, how can I come out so early in the morning.

Qing Song shook his head as if laughing at himself, and went back.

The stray cat looked deeply at his back, and left proudly with its neck raised.

There are two sandwiches, two fried eggs and two cups of warm milk on the dining table.This didn't remind Qing Song of anything.

Maybe I've been a little tired recently... I really don't know what I was thinking when I picked up things...

He opened the refrigerator, and it was full of fresh vegetables, fruits and milk.

When did you buy it?

...It seems like yesterday, right?Ah, I actually bought a lot of things that Lan Tian likes...

What is up with this cake..has it been in the fridge for ages?Can I still eat it?

Qing Song brought it out.

Why would I buy something like a cake...

He frowned and threw the cake into the trash.The flower drawn with jam was distorted out of shape.

Today's morning sun is also round, and from a distance, it really looks like an undercooked egg yolk.

Qing Song broke the egg yolk with chopsticks, and the yellow egg liquid flowed out, thick and fragrant.

Qing Song suddenly recalled Lan Tian.

He wanted to cry a little.

The author has something to say:

Arranging such an ending makes me feel very sad, but in this sadness, there is also a sense of refreshment...