Pretending to be A's nemesis is too sweet

After the sports meeting is the Ching Ming Festival holiday.

Similar to the previous years, Jiang Li got up early that day, went to the flower shop to get the flowers that he ordered earlier, and bought some paper money for incense sticks along the way, and then met Jiang Lu at the station.

Carrying seasonal fruits, Jiang Lu obediently followed his brother, and got on the bus to the suburban cemetery together.

It is grandma that brothers and sisters want to worship.

Jiang Lu didn't really have a deep impression of her grandma. She was three and a half years younger than her brother, and she was less than seven years old when her grandma passed away. Many, many memories about her grandma were actually told to her by her brother.

Grandma has planted the land all her life and suffered all her life, but she loves her two grandchildren very much.

An old woman in her [-]s and [-]s, carrying a snakeskin bag on her back, took a hard-seat train for more than ten hours, just to give her two children a piece of malt candy made in her own yard.

My elder brother's habit of eating sweets was also raised by my grandma.

But? In recent years, my brother rarely buys candy, and spends all the money on himself. If there is any surplus, he saves it up, saying that he will save it for her college tuition.

Thinking about it, the girl couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Jiang Li turned his head and glanced at her: "...what's wrong?"

"No... just remembered that there are still a lot of homework left." Jiang Lu shook his head, swallowing his worried words back to his stomach.

I asked my brother and refused to say anything.

He is always like this, alone, holding back, holding back, and carrying it, pretending that he is fine.

After thinking about it, Jiang Lu still couldn't hold back, turned his head and asked, "Brother, are you still going to the hospital today?"

"Well," Jiang Li looked down at the things in his hands, "I'll go, you? Go back to school."

Jiang Lu wrinkled his nose, and muttered angrily, "...why do you care about her?"

"... Lu Lu," the boy seemed to smile, "She is my mother, I can't leave her alone."

"But she..."

Jiang Lu couldn't say what happened next.

Saying it out is just exposing my brother's scar again, and it's still my brother who hurts.

In the girl's vague memory, long ago, there seemed to be a good time at home.

Only later...

Jiang Li looked at his sister's little face that was almost wrinkled into a bitter melon, and raised his hand to touch her head: "It's okay, brother can take care of her by himself now."

As for the future... let's talk about the future.

That woman had never been nice to Lu Lu before, so he couldn't force Lu Lu to take care of her in the future.

Jiang Lu sighed inwardly.Alas, I really hope that I can grow up quickly and help my brother share a little more.

My brother is too tired alone.

*

On special festivals, many people come to the cemetery to worship.

The brothers and sisters found a slightly remote corner, arranged flowers for the tribute, and burnt incense and paper.

Before I came out, I had to pay storage fees for two years.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon after sending his sister back to school. When Jiang Li was waiting for the bus to the hospital at the station, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

He took it out and saw that it was He Yun.

DrinkCloud: [Lin Xuan asked me to ask you? Get him out of the blacklist]

Before Jiang Li could reply, he received another one.

DrinkCloud: [It seems that I have something to tell you?]

Pursing his lips, Lin Xuan was released from the blacklist.

Shuaibi, the first in a round: [...Brother, I was wrong]

Shuaibi, No. [-] in the round: [Is your body feeling better? 】

Shuaibi, the number one in the round: [Would you like me to send you some palliative? 】

Jiang Li: ...

His problems don't seem to be solved with a can of palliative.

But? Even so, Jiang Li still moved his fingers and replied.

JL: [No thanks]

Shuaibi, the number one in the round: [You? Why are you running around during your susceptible period? 】

Shuaibi, the first in a round: [Are you stupid?]

Shuaibi, the first in the class: [Last time I didn't get the palliative in time during the susceptible period... I smashed three rooms in my house, and my dad was so angry that I deducted two months of pocket money]

Shuaibi, the number one in a round: [You? 】

Shuaibi, the first in the round: [If you smash it, tell me, I'll go buy fireworks and firecrackers to celebrate]

Jiang Li: ...

JL: [There is something to talk about. 】

Shuaibi, No. [-] in one round: [It's not a big deal, I just want to confirm you? Okay]

Shuaibi, the first in a round: [I asked the surname He, he asked me to ask you myself]

JL: [. 】

JL: [It's really okay. 】

Shuaibi, No. [-] in the class: [It's fine [put your hands together]]

At this stall, the news of Da Ben was also sent.

Galloping Pork Belly: [Brother Li, our class's total score in the Spring Festival Games is third! 】

Galloping Pork Belly: [Thanks to Brother Li for winning [-] points for our class]

Galloping Pork Belly: [Squad leader and the others are quite worried about you. They want me to visit you on weekends. Is it convenient for you? 】

JL: [...inconvenient. 】

JL: [Susceptible period. 】

When he typed out the three words 'susceptible period', Jiang Li was inexplicably a little subtle.

It is obviously not him who has reached the susceptible period.Da Ben expressed his understanding of this very well. During his susceptible period, he always wanted to find someone to fight with, and it would not be too late to come to his elder brother after this period of time.

The galloping pork belly: [Oh, understand, understand]

Galloping Pork Belly: [The third overall score won a huge snack gift bag, you? That one is with Fade Chen, remember to take it when you can go back to school]

Jiang Li paused.

JL: [ok]

One after another? A few classmates sent him messages, the content of which was nothing more than concern for the school bully's physical condition.

Wei Shucheng even volunteered to help him take notes, but he also declined.

Someone helped him summarize the notes.

Suddenly being cared by so many people, Jiang Li was still a little uncomfortable.

Why are these people suddenly...

Suddenly thought of something, Jiang Li clicked on the class QQ group that he had almost never seen before.

The unread message is 99+. It took a long time to scroll up before I saw the news of the day of the Spring Festival Games.

Looking at the time, it was after he and He Yun went to the hospital.

Chen Fei @过他: [@[email protected] Congratulations? What's the matter?Did you go to the infirmary? 】

Below are several pieces of information that echo the situation in question.

Next is He Yun's reply.

He: [susceptible period, already in the hospital. 】

And? A few pieces of information that you care about.

And lots of small talk.

Then, when the rewards for the Spring Festival Games were announced today, He Yun mentioned the phrase 3000 meters hard work when several class committees were discussing how to divide the big gift packages.

Only then did the scene of "students come to express condolences to the bully's physical condition".

The young man who was waiting for the train at the station suddenly felt warm.

The feeling of being cared about by so many people...is kinda good.

Just as he was thinking, He Yun sent another message.

DrinkCloud: 【Tonight? Do you want to have dinner together? 】

Looking at this message, Jiang Li was a little lost again.

That night? He wasn't really asleep yet.

He also seems to know what Alpha did secretly.

The young man couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his forehead, his ears were slightly red.

It's just that after getting up the next day, both of them tacitly didn't mention or say anything, and the atmosphere was maintained at a delicate balance point, which made people's heart beat endlessly but also a little timid.

...What if? It's my own hallucination...

He Yun seems... not like that kind of person.

His face started to feel hot again.

...how could there be such an illusion...

After hesitating for a long time, Jiang Li still replied.

JL: [No, I'll be back later]

After thinking about it, he added another sentence of explanation.

JL: [To take care of patients in the hospital. 】

DrinkCloud: [Then I'll go find you? 】

JL: [No, you? Let’s eat first]

He Yun returned Zhang Maomao's emoji package, in the picture?, the little white cat is wrinkling his face, and the words are 'oh, okay'

I don't know whether it's because the cat is too cute, or the words are too wronged, but it just made Jiang Li feel a little guilty.

JL: [Actually]

JL: [Actually, you? You can come to me, it’s in the city hospital, on the sixth floor]

DrinkCloud returned another emoticon package.

It was the same little white cat, with a small grin this time, and light brown eyes bent into slits.

The wording is light pink 'OK! '

The heart started beating wildly again.

The young man covered his face in frustration.

It was hopeless.

*

In fact, Jiang Li has noticed He Yun since the first year of high school.

At first, it was just pure envy.

I envy the other party's perfect background, perfect past, perfect grades, and perfect life.

If there is no accident, the future of the other party will also be the perfect future of Zhongxing Gongyue.

It's really just envy.

That was a perfect destiny that he could not dream of.

Since when has this envy been mixed with unspeakable selfishness?

It seemed that the other party was holding a cotton ball soaked in iodophor to disinfect his hands and palms.

"Does it hurt?" He Yun asked.

At that time, he was actually sweating coldly on his back from the pain, but he still insisted that it didn't hurt.

But He Yun just heard that he was being stubborn, and the movements of his strikes became lighter and lighter.

Then he recognized that the person in front of him was He Yun.

That day He Yun didn't wear glasses, looked down slightly at the scratches on his hands and palms, and moved cautiously.

His eyes were focused and gentle. At that moment, he almost died of drunkenness in those wine-colored eyes.

Later, the light of the stars seemed to shine into the muddy swamp, making those who were trapped in it start to have extravagant hopes.

If only the stars were mine.

But along with the extravagant hope, unspeakable fear followed.

He is afraid of this uncontrolled mood, he is afraid of the possible consequences of this mood, and he is afraid of repeating the same mistakes.

There was a person who kept saying that he wanted to control him, and stopped him from escaping from hell.

There is a person who keeps saying to protect him, prevents him from resisting and forces him to bow his head.

There was a man who kept saying he loved him, and he was almost stabbed to death in the end.

He was afraid that one day he would become like that woman, because of the things engraved in his DNA, he bowed his head to the devil, gave in to the devil, let the devil hurt himself, blamed himself, and tried his best to curb the idea of ​​fleeing from the people around him .

Jiang Li fears such a future from the bottom of his heart.

So he couldn't help but take a step back, and instinctively wanted to escape.

But He Yun... He Yun seems to be really different.

He seems to tolerate his bad temper tirelessly, as if he can reach out to him again and again.

It seemed as if the stars had really fallen beside him.

He also can't seem to talk himself back any longer.

Really helpless.

The author has something to say: Zai Zai, be more confident, remove the word "like"

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