Continuously

Yu Xianlin turned around in a daze, as if he couldn't figure out whether Yao An's words were aimed at him.

He is separated between the two, a distinct other.

This person was nothing like Yao Jianqi.

He is bright and handsome, with the spirit of a young man.

Yu Xianlin is used to listening to orders, not to mention the tone of this person made him dare not disobey, he hesitated: "I..."

"Yao An!"

Yao Jianqi almost shouted out.

Yu Xianlin had never seen Yao Jianqi like this.

The eyes are red, with focus and emotion, no longer a blank sheet of paper.

Yao An's heart was seized.

He could almost confirm, he could already confirm, that something must have happened.

But he doesn't know.

"Then tell me." Yao An maintained his superficial calmness.

Yao Jianqi looked at him without making a sound.

He was annoyed by the impulse just now, he could have hidden it.

"Yao Jianqi." Yao An called him.

This title is enough to represent the seriousness of the matter, and there is no smile at all.

Yao Jianqi's gaze fell to the ground.

There was no one in sight, he only needed a leeway to avoid Yu Xianlin and Yao An, and walked without looking back.

He is still far from compromise.

After some tidying up, Yao Jianqi picked up the portfolio and faced Jiang Cong.

Jiang Cong didn't stop it.

She noticed the figure waiting outside the window, and when the two looked at each other, Yao An nodded politely to herself, but was absent-minded.

Jiang Cong knew Yao An.

He would wait for Yao Jianqi at the same place every week, and would help him pick up the portfolio without any explanation. Occasionally, he would be late, and Yao Jianqi would sort out his paintings one by one in order, or stand in front of the trash can and sharpen his pencils. Blossoming shavings fell, waiting for a shadow to cover him.

Regarding the fact that Yao An would definitely come, Yao Jianqi had no doubts about him.

Someone came to pick him up at home, so Jiang Cong stopped asking Yao Jianqi to find out why he left early, and let him walk first.

When he passed Yao An, he didn't need to look, relying on the inertia and position in his memory to avoid Yao An's hand reaching for the portfolio, he went downstairs without hesitation.

Yao An was so angry that he followed closely.

Speechless all the way.

In the past, Yao An rode a bicycle at this time. Yao Xinping bought him a new one after he moved in. He was particularly jealous of the popular mountain bikes, the ones with Spiderman on the seat cushions, which were very popular.

I ended up picking one with a back seat.

"Who am I for?" Yao An finally couldn't hold back anymore, "You have to talk about something, otherwise how can I help you out?!"

Yao Jianqi turned a deaf ear to it, and the cloth under the folder was wet with sweat, but he couldn't feel the heat.

"No need," he said.

"What?" Yao An stopped in front of him.

"I don't need you to stand up for me." Yao Jianqi looked up at him clearly, but his momentum was undefeated.

Yao An looked at him for a long time, he couldn't tell if he was angry or not, he just felt frustrated.

"Yao Jianqi, why are you like this?" He breathed slightly, "Do you regard me as your brother?"

Yao Jianqi lowered his eyebrows.

Another year's fresh green covered his eyes with a layer of mist, and there was a momentary dissolution and touch under the deep shadow.

"It's all over, I don't want to mention it." Yao Jianqi said.

He didn't lie to Yao An.

In fact, a long time ago, he had developed a spectator mentality, watching others and himself.

It doesn't matter whether others are sarcastic or spying on him, as long as it doesn't hinder his walking, sitting, lying down, it's not even a noise to him, but it's very easy.

Because there is no need to deal with people.

Even, even before graduation, some people gradually woke up from this cold violence that had no mastermind but followed suit, and tried to reconcile with him, please and make amends.

He didn't care about this act of finding a placebo and an outlet for his guilt, or in other words, the late kindness.

It's like I never cared about its opposite at the beginning.

So he said, it's all over, and he has ordered them to pass early.

But Yao An didn't think so.

The more Yao Jianqi persisted in avoiding it, the more he couldn't understand it, and the more frustrated he became.

"Okay." Yao An nodded, "I don't care about you."

These words leave nothing to chance, but they no longer persecute but give up.

Yao Jianqi was stunned for a moment, he couldn't believe that Yao An possessed such determination.

At least not to him.

But Yao Anzhen turned around in front of him, and the floating broken shadows that stepped on the road disappeared one after another from his eyes.