Continuously

Yao Jianqi's expression was like a blank sheet of paper.

The hair on the forehead was blown by the wind, and it was one of the few sketches.

He seems to be reminiscing about this sentence, turning it into a language system he can understand, turning it over and over as fast as possible, and finally only two words remain.

Goodbye.

He was a little bewildered.

The half-squat position was very strenuous, and Yao An straightened his waist again.

Having said all that needs to be said, Yao Jianqi didn't seem to have much reaction.

Just as I thought.

Of course he can't expect how strong a bond they can pick up from each other in a short summer vacation, but as a king of kids, he still can't help being frustrated.

Yao An had nothing to say again: "Anyway, we still need to meet in the future..."

"Okay." Yao Jianqi interrupted him.

"what?"

The shadow of the cedar tree covered Yao Jianqi's eyelids, he walked around Yao An and walked down the path.

Everything has nothing to do with food. When we go to the dinner table, all disputes and unhappiness are put aside, and the top priority is to fill our stomachs.

The family had a rare meal in harmony, but the dinner was not as noisy as before, except for a few greetings, it was quieter than when there were fewer people.

Yao An, who loves to be noisy the most, didn't say much, and answered Yao Xinping's question with a short story, anyway, he said too much and made mistakes.

Yao Xinping asked him about his summer homework and studies, but he didn't mention the matter of asking him to pack up. It seemed that he was really allowed to stay here.

Rare ah rare.

Yao An heaved a sigh of relief, this result was what he wanted, like a mole instinctively attached to his lair, he likes An Ding Village and likes to remain unchanged, but he feels missing for no reason.

Yao Jianqi sat with Yu Wan, compared to the first day he came here, he looked less out of place, his teeth were far away from his teeth.Now he will at least taste the dishes that Grandma Yao puts in the bowl.

Yao An also wanted to give him a couple of bites, feeling that he was eating rice again instead of vegetables, but they were separated by a distance of a diameter.

After everyone put down the bowls and chopsticks, Yao An went to wash the dishes in a sensible manner. He mainly wanted to escape the atmosphere just now.

While washing the pot, Yao Xinping walked into the kitchen.

He was holding a small black box in his hand, quite new, Yao An glanced at it twice.

"I promised you before." Yao Xinping put the box next to the stove, with a product picture of a mobile phone on the front.

Yao An resisted touching it, his hands were still wet after all.

"Buy a PHS first, don't be too distracted, the number is on the phone card inside." Yao Xinping said.

"Actually, I don't need it." Yao An pushed subconsciously.

"Take it, your younger brother also has one, which is linked to your number." Yao Xinping said again, "I wanted to buy it for your grandparents, but the old man said they were not used to it."

Yao An looked at his phone, then at Yao Xinping.

This is accepted.

On the other side, Yu Wan was helping Yao Jianqi pack his clothes.

When it comes to tidying up, it's nothing more than picking what she sees, but she doesn't know much about Yao Jianqi's things, most of them are still tidied up by Yao Jianqi himself, and she never makes her worry, so she never lets her care.

Yu Wan saw her son stacking things in an orderly manner, Xu was unwilling to just stand there, and looked around in a blink of an eye. There were a pair of blue Ultraman slippers on the bedside board, she bent over to pick them up, and put them on the plastic Pack inside the bag.

Suddenly, Yao Jianqi snatched the shoe from her hand.

Yu Wan was a little dazed, and moved her empty fingers.

Yao Jianqi put the slippers back to their original place, straightened up, bent down to pick them up again, took two steps, and put them under another bed in the room.

"It's not mine." He glanced at Yu Wan briefly, his tone dispensable.

"Oh, oh." Yu Wan replied twice.

She didn't move anymore, and she didn't even dare to sit. She just watched Yao Jianqi's figure walking back and forth, and felt that he was much more comfortable here than she imagined.

It's a pity that no matter what she asked, Yao Jianqi's response was only a few words.

Yu Wan's gaze shifted to the faintly visible scars on Yao Jianqi's arms and legs, well, this is also a reason, he won't tell himself.

But the words still couldn't help coming out, and the mother's worry came first: "How did you get the injury?"

Yao Jianqi didn't make a sound, and his movements didn't stop at all. He closed the zipper of the black backpack, turning a blind eye to the horizontal wound.

Memories are not as easy to forget as scars.

The night came into the house, a beam of low beams created a crack in the black mist, and hit the center of the main hall straight, the windless swing, the shadow slanted, and was elongated disorderly by the headlights.

Yu Wan picked up her luggage and walked to the car, leaving behind Yao Jianqi, the elders of the Yao family, and Yao An.

"Remember to eat more when you go back, you're too thin." Grandma Yao told Yao Jianqi, "Come here to play with my brother if you have nothing to do."

"If you like drawing, go learn it. I told your uncle." Grandpa Yao patted Yao Jianqi lightly on the shoulder.

Yao Jianqi didn't hide, he listened carefully, and then nodded.

Yao An wondered if it was his turn to say something.

The cicadas called out abruptly, replacing the moment of silence when he hesitated just now.

"I……"

Yao Jianqi turned around, maybe he didn't hear it, and stepped out of the door.

Yao An's mouth was still on his face, like a clumsy circle, he was dumbfounded, and puffed up his mouth.

After Yao Jianqi got into the car, the car turned around on the lawn, the headlights happened to sweep over Yao An, his eyes blurred, almost snowflakes, and then, before his brain realized it, he staggered towards the car.

When the car stopped, he threw himself on the rear window and knocked a few times.

Yao Xinping rolled down the car window, twisted his neck and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yao An shook his head at him, turned to Yao Jianqi, and said dryly, "What about the fish in the tank?"

Yao Jianqi faced him sideways, like a thin blade, his eyelashes moved with Yao An's breathing.

After a while, Yao An heard him say, "No more."

Those were the last words he said to Yao An this summer.