Ye Ye Zhiqiu

Tong Qiu stayed for a long time, but his brain, which had just been tortured by organic chemistry, couldn't figure out the result, so he could only reply in a daze.

"Are you hungry?" Han Ye'an asked.

"Huh?" Tong Qiu rubbed his stomach, "It seems a bit."

Han Ye'an gave her the bag on hand, "Red bean cake."

"Eh? You brought food with you? Did you cook it yourself?" Tong Qiu was not polite at all, he opened the lunch box and started eating.

"My grandma made it."

"Oh." Tong Qiu ate a piece and immediately exclaimed, "It's delicious!"

It was very late, Han Ye'an got up, and naturally picked up Tong Qiu's schoolbag and put it on his left shoulder, "Eat while walking."

"Okay." Tong Qiu held the lunch box in one hand and touched his schoolbag with the other, but he couldn't find it, only then did he see the person who walked a few steps away with his bag on his shoulder.

"Don't bother, the schoolbag is not heavy." She chased after her, but she didn't want to get the bag back.

Even she didn't realize it herself, her first reaction when she saw Han Ye'an carrying her backpack was not embarrassment, but to explain that the schoolbag was not heavy and she could do it.

It's as if subconsciously knew that Han Ye'an carried her backpack because she was worried that she would be tired, not out of politeness or simple convenience.

She is not a spoiled child. Although her parents dote on her, they never spoil her to the point of spoiling her. After the third grade, no one has carried her schoolbag for her, but at this moment, this action happened so naturally happened.

It was still delivered to the door of the house, Tong Qiu took the schoolbag from Han Ye'an, thought about it, and felt that it was a bit bad to leave like this, so he leaned forward and gave her a clumsy hug, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Han Ye'an smiled, and raised his hand to stroke the top of her hair.

Parents had already finished their meal when they entered the house, and they didn't wait for her at all, "I've saved the rice for you, if it's cold, warm it up yourself." Tong's mother was obsessed with the recently launched TV series, the ancient costume strategy "Chang'an Lian", I have no time for my daughter.

Tong Qiu was dissatisfied, "Mom, idols are poisonous to the soul, look at you, you forget your daughter."

"Don't talk," Tong's mother interrupted her, "you are arguing in court."

Tong's father and daughter complained: "Your mother, I like the one in it the most. I heard that the author of the original book wrote him to death, and he kept telling me about it for a long time. How old are you, and you can still be so fascinated by watching a TV series?" .”

"Hey," Mother Tong sighed after an episode of the TV series ended, "Tell me, everyone's surname is Tong, and Tong Yanqiu is sure to become popular all over the country this time." Thinking of her son, she was even more worried, " Tell me, Xiaozhi, when will we be able to make it through, or let him come back, how hard it is to run around the crew every day."

Tong Qiu knew that Tong Yanqiu was the actor who played or mentioned, and said, "It's not easy for him. I heard from my classmates that he also suffered a lot before."

"That's right, there's no such thing as easy success. You don't have to accumulate a lot to make a fortune." Tong's father praised.

"Ten days and a half months may not be able to make a phone call. If this continues, I have forgotten what my son looks like. If you say he doesn't miss my sister, he won't come back after running out."

Tong's father hurriedly scolded her, and she also realized that what she said was easy to say, so she quickly changed the subject, "Hey, where is this red bean cake?"

Tong Qiu paused for a while before answering: "My friend's grandma made it, bring it to me, it tastes very good."

Mama Tong tasted it, and it was really good, "This should be your classmate's private kitchen, the taste is different from the ones bought outside."

"I don't know." Tong Qiu replied casually without much energy.

Tong's father and Tong's mother looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

"My sister will be back." Tong Qiu said stubbornly after finishing a bowl of rice in silence.

Both the husband and wife know the importance of this matter to their daughter. It is not easy to remember friends when they were seven or eight years old, but back then Tong Qiu was doted on by her sister. As long as Tong Ye can do it, it will be nothing. She wouldn't give it, even if she herself was only a ten-year-old child at the time.

After she left, Tong Qiu didn't recover from it for a long time, and would call her sister in the middle of the night. People who used to be too stingy would keep an extra copy of everything after that, and waited for Tong Ye's return every day.

Later they moved and Tong Qiu had a big fight before agreeing to come to Ling'an.

"Yezi should be doing well now. When I met her parents back then, they were both good-natured people, and they seemed to have a good family background. There must be some difficulties that prevented us from being found." Tong's father comforted.

"Well. I believe." It's just that it takes a little longer, and it will always come back.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we returned to Qiushui Street, and the sound of pushing the door was very clear in the silent night.

"An'er, are you coming back so late?" Wang Xiao's footsteps sounded procrastinating, sounding a little tired.

"Yeah. Why did you go?" Wang Xiao was busy all day, and usually went home early, rarely late.

"Damn," Wang Xiao waved his hand, "The grandchildren on North Street are here to make trouble, so I'll take a look."

Han Ye'an stopped entering the door and looked over, "Are you injured?"

"It's okay after a few punches." Wang Xiao didn't say much, and entered the door.

Han Ye'an knew a little bit about the things in the hooligan circle, and knew that he couldn't help much, so he went into the house to find some medicine and sent it over, without asking any more questions.

Wang Xiao's parents are migrant workers, and he is the only one at home.The small courtyard was cleaned cleanly, and a cluster of white chrysanthemums beside the wooden table looked extraordinarily quiet under the moonlight.

Han Ye'an sat at the table and applied the medicine to him, and did not go back immediately after packing up his things.

The two grew up together since childhood. If you want to say that besides the old lady, the person who knows her best in this world is definitely Wang Xiao. Han Ye'an is in a bad mood, he can tell at a glance.

"what happened?"

"Wang Xiao." Han Ye'an propped his elbows on the table, looking at the unclear stars in the sky.In the city, it is always difficult to see the bright and clear starry sky.

"Tell me." Wang Xiao is a thick-skinned person, and he never talks too much when it's time to shut up and listen.

"When can we leave here?" Her eyes fell on an unknown distance, as if she couldn't find a place to stop.

"Who knows?" Wang Xiao sat on the small bench and turned around, leaned back against the edge of the table, and looked up. He was a little nearsighted, and only saw a piece of darkness. "Come on slowly." The injury on the elbow was still hurting, and my heart was empty.

"I don't know either." Han Ye'an said, "But I don't want to be like this forever, I don't want to live like this forever."

This is the first time she has said these words so bluntly. It doesn't feel good for a person who never talks much to suddenly start to feel his heart. Wang Xiao turned to look at her, "Is it because of Xiaoqiu?"

"More than that." No one should live for anyone other than themselves.Even if she really wanted to say it, she couldn't say it was because of Xiao Qiu, because she would be very happy when she was with Tong Qiu, and she did it for herself.

She wants to see farther places, take a camera to record, and leave traces of her splendid life in this world, instead of staying here all the time, being a little gangster who is respected and kept at a distance.

Everyone has dreams, the difference is only the distance.Wang Xiao sighed, "Even if you say that, you may not be able to leave." Han Ye'an had too many worries, and there were too many things holding her back.

"But if you really want to leave, I will try my best to help you."

Hearing what he said, Han Ye'an frowned, "Not now." It's just that one day, she hopes that she can stand in front of the people she cares about without any pressure or concealment.

I want to take everything for granted, for granted.

"Yeah." Wang Xiao sat up and looked up at the night sky: "My dream was to be the best stylist!"

The boy's voice scattered into the autumn breeze, and disappeared in just a moment.

"My dream," Han Ye'an thought, "is to become the best photographer." Well... maybe one of them.You can't be too arrogant, you have to leave a way for others to survive, after all, the heights are too cold.

The next day was Saturday, and it was supposed to make up lessons, but because the school came to check and announced the holiday, Tong Qiu was so excited that he sent a message to Han Ye'an asking if she had time to come out to play.

Tong Qiu: Come out? Come out? I'm on vacation today!

Han Ye'an didn't reply right away, Tong Qiu waited until he finished his breakfast and finally got a reply.

Han Ye'an: Good.

Even sending messages is word for word.But still very happy, rummaging through boxes and chests to start looking for clothes.

"What are you looking for? This is going out on a date? Let me tell you that I don't agree, you are only so old, don't learn those messy things..."

Mama Tong was interrupted by Tong Qiu before she finished speaking. The daughter was holding a black T-shirt, her eyes sparkling: "Mom, how about this one?"

"Hey, did you hear me talking to you?" Mother Tong asked, ignoring her words.

"Oh," Tong Qiu put down the T-shirt, "I'm not going out with a boy, but a friend of mine, a woman and a woman, she is very good at taking pictures, I want her to take better pictures of me." She said As he said that, he opened his mobile phone photo album and found the photos that Han Ye'an sent her that day.

"Take a picture, what kind of picture do you take?" Tong's mother was curious, she leaned over to look at her daughter's phone screen, and was really amazed.

"This was taken by your friend, a professional photographer, right?"

"No," Tong Qiu smiled triumphantly, "Hobby."

"Oh," I think the person who can take such warm pictures of his daughter must have a good personality, so Mama Tong didn't stop her, "Remember to come back early."

"Know it!"

When Han Ye'an arrived downstairs at Tong Qiu's house, he almost didn't recognize the person standing by the bus stop sign.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Tong Qiu wore a pair of ripped pants, a black hooded sweater, and a gray peaked cap, looking at Han Ye'an who had shrunk ten centimeters from his back.

"Learn from you." She also deliberately compressed the sentence into two words.

Han Ye'an couldn't help laughing, and let out a snort.

Tong Qiu broke his skills in an instant, "What are you laughing at, my atmosphere is gone!"

Han Ye'an didn't move too much when he laughed, but his shoulders trembled slightly, which made Tong Qiu blush even more. He suddenly felt that he was very childish, so he became angry from embarrassment, "Stop laughing, don't laugh!"

The puffer fish-like bulging cheeks are so cute, Han Ye'an squeezed her lips hard to hold back her smile, she took off the black peaked cap on her head, raised her hand to take off Tong Qiu's, and exchanged it with her, "It's more like this."

The shadow in front of him suddenly disappeared and then suddenly recovered. Tong Qiu saw Han Ye'an's face in the split second. This was the first time, the first time seeing Han Ye'an in a sunny day without the brim of his hat, without the darkness of the night. In disguise, she was exposed to the refreshing autumn sunshine, with a clear smile in her eyes, which was several degrees brighter than usual.

It turned out that she was also a big girl with picturesque eyebrows and clean eyes.

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(I originally wanted Tong Yanqiu to play a guest role as brother, but later found that the timeline of the following plot did not match, so I changed it.)