imaginary rival

problem occurs.

Jiang Shiyu was that aggressive person, he had all kinds of bad things written on his face, and he obviously looked worried, and he didn't say anything when he asked him.

look!Something went wrong!

Yan An started rushing downstairs without putting on his shoes, while grabbing his phone to confirm Jiang Shiyu's location, Jiang Shiyu's sentence "I made a mistake" played back in his mind.

He didn't dare to think about the state in which Jiang Shiyu called him, and why he said he made a wrong call after recovering.

Yan An actually felt a strange distress.

I don't know how Jiang Shiyu's character was developed. It would be fine if he was born, but if he was oppressed...that would be too uncomfortable.

Looking at the location displayed on the phone, Jiang Shiyu walked on a road quite far from his home. They usually wouldn't go there after school for a stroll, and it was quite far from their usual activity route.

What are you doing there?

Still lost.

Can you rely on some spectrum, brother Xiaoyu.

It was a bit far over there, Yan An stopped the car directly, and after getting in the car, he kept sending messages to Jiang Shiyu, but Jiang Shiyu didn't reply to him, and the location shown on the map didn't move, it was weird, this person wouldn't Kidnapped.

The kidnapper deliberately took the victim to an unfamiliar path and asked him to call someone close to him. The frightened brother Xiao Yu made a call to the mobile phone of the enthusiastic citizen Yan An, and was afraid that something would happen to Yan An, so he said he made a wrong call...

It should be impossible.

With Jiang Shiyu's skills, the kidnappers should not be able to restrain him without five or six people.

Yan An leaned his head on the backrest, staring at the window edge and thinking about things, his mind was full of messy thoughts.

After the car stopped, these thoughts were eliminated. He found Jiang Shiyu's specific location according to the shared location on his mobile phone, and looked around while looking up.

"Xiao An?" A familiar voice suddenly called out to him.

Yan An was stunned for a while, then turned around, and saw Aunt Wang standing there, looking at him with some surprise and some happiness.

"Why are you here?" Aunt Wang came over with a smile, "Isn't your house far from here? Are you here to find friends?"

"Ah, um," Yan An glanced at the phone and nodded, "Hi Auntie, I have something else to do, so first..."

"Don't worry, Auntie will ask you." Aunt Wang patted his arm and said, "How is your study going?"

Okay.

That's it, half dead.

However, Jiang Shiyu has pulled him to the point where he can be brought back to life... although neither level is much better.

Yan An really didn't want to continue chatting with Aunt Wang. Jiang Shiyu hadn't responded to his message until now. His worries had been inflated infinitely. Now Jiang Shiyu was no longer kidnapped in his mind. was assassinated.

"Go and see your brother when you have time, ah," Aunt Wang said with a smile, "Since you went to see him last time, his condition has improved a lot. The doctor said that he cooperates with the treatment and takes medicine actively. Tell me how much you influenced him."

Yan An raised his eyes to look at Aunt Wang, his lips were slightly parted, and he didn't intend to speak out.

Ran Hang cooperates with the treatment and actively takes medicine, probably not because he went to see him.

But his own arrival gave him hope.

It gave him the illusion that he would be released soon.

"I'll go see him when you're on vacation, and Auntie will treat you to dinner when you come back." Aunt Wang probably saw his impatience, and she finished quickly, "That's the deal."

Yan An mumbled something, and hurried away from Aunt Wang, ran along the street for a long time before stopping, looked at his phone, and ran past, he had already passed by Jiang Shiyu's place just now .

When did you run away?

Yan An bit his lip and went back to search carefully.

This street is definitely not bright, it is an old street, several street lights are broken, there are quite few people at the moment, Yan An continued to walk forward, and suddenly he heard someone snap his fingers.

He turned his head to look at the sound, and the first thing he noticed was the flickering sparks, and then the person. Jiang Shiyu was squatting there with a cigarette in his hand, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Hey," Yan An walked over, "I don't even find a brighter place to squat."

"Is there any bright spot on this street?" Jiang Shiyu asked.

"No," Yan An looked down at him, "so let's go and find a bright place to stay."

Only then did Jiang Shiyu raise his head and look at him.

The weak light from the street lamp fell on Jiang Shiyu's face. He didn't know when he took off his eyes and lost the lenses. Yan An actually felt that Jiang Shiyu's eyes were very bright, and his eyelashes were a little wet. He probably just cried. They were in small clusters, and they were expressionless when they looked up, but Yan An felt that he looked pitiful.

"You...you don't want to go home, do you?" Yan An tentatively said, "My mother will definitely ask something when I go to my house, why not just stay outside for a while."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Shiyu asked.

"Find a place to sit for a while," Yan An thought carefully, "Xie Lanlan took me to a store before, it was very comfortable, do you want to go?"

Jiang Shiyu didn't say a word, Yan An thought for a while, it might be better to let Xie Lanlan come to comfort him now than to comfort himself, so he asked again: "Ask Xie Lanlan to come out?"

"No." Jiang Shiyu said.

"...All right," Yan An glanced at him, put his arms on him again, "Go and sit in the shop first."

This time Jiang Shiyu did not refute.

The shop Yan An mentioned was nearby, and Jiang Shiyu said very little along the way, no matter how he spoke to him, he just skipped out word by word, Yan An couldn't figure out what he was thinking at all.

On the way to the store, I ran into Aunt Wang again, this time I was held back and talked for a long time, asking him to see Ran Hang, asking him to clear up Ran Hang's psychological condition, Yan An didn't know how to answer, vaguely Yes, Jiang Shiyu was waiting beside him.

After finally saying goodbye to Aunt Wang, Yan An let out a long sigh, patted his face, mobilized his emotions, and brought Jiang Shiyu to the store.

There are many windows on the side of the store against the wall, regular and irregular, and various patterns, resulting in fragmented light coming in from the outside; The light spots and the ground are also various cracked figures.

Jiang Shiyu took two steps back, walked out to the door and glanced at the name of the store. This store was called "Broken".

I ordered two glasses of something to drink, but the glasses served were quite normal, and the taste of the drink was also very good.

The most important thing is that the environment here is very closed.

It’s rare, this is a shop with bamboo curtains separating every few seats in all directions, leaving only windows, Yan An and the others chose a seat for two, and after entering, it seemed that there was no one else here, only they were left Two, the bamboo curtain was lowered to isolate the whole world.

"You..." Yan An squeezed the handle of the cup and whispered, "Do you want to talk?"

"What?" Jiang Shiyu asked.

"What happened tonight?" Yan An asked.

"...It's nothing." Jiang Shiyu shook his head.

Yan An stopped asking.

He took a sip of his drink, stared at Jiang Shiyu for a while, and suddenly felt something was wrong, he put his hands on the table, leaned over, and looked at Jiang Shiyu: "What's wrong with your face?"

"Huh?" Jiang Shiyu was stunned for a while, then raised his hand to touch his face as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Damn? Hang up? You can't do it like this, you..." Yan An suddenly felt something wrong, "Did you get beaten by your mother?"

Apart from a long scratch on Jiang Shiyu's face, there was also a little unclear mark, like a palm print.

The only one who can slap Jiang Shi is his mother.

Yan An sat back and stared at Jiang Shiyu cautiously.

"En." Jiang Shiyu nodded, calmly.

"...Why?" Yan An couldn't help asking, but Jiang Shiyu didn't answer.

The music here is very light pure music, sometimes it is just a very flat piano piece, and sometimes it is a gentle Japanese song, which makes people sleepy.

Yan An drank a drink and went to the toilet. When he came back, Jiang Shiyu was no longer sitting in the same place. He sat by the window, his face was almost stuck to the window, and the broken glass cut off the reflected face. Broken, the city in Jiang Shiyu's eyes was also cut into a mess.

Yan An sat across from him, thought for a while, then sat next to Jiang Shiyu, and squeezed his shoulder: "Actually... if you feel uncomfortable, it would be better to say it."

"It's nothing." Jiang Shiyu looked back at his hand and didn't let him put it back. "It's not too uncomfortable."

"Come on, you, you are almost shattered like this glass. When you are used to make dumplings in the [-]th year, people think you are too thin." Yan An clicked, "Jiang Shiyu."

"Huh?" Jiang Shiyu looked at him.

"Don't say anything, hold everything back, there will be no solution," Yan An didn't look at him, but looked up at the bamboo lampshade, the wind from the air conditioner shook it, and his body followed suit Shaking, "Do you know?"

Jiang Shiyu still looked at him.

After a while, Jiang Shiyu took a sip from the drink on the table, and said in a low voice, "You didn't say anything."

"Huh?" Yan An stopped shaking and turned to look at him.

"You were in a bad mood a while ago because of that aunt, maybe it was because of something about their family." Jiang Shiyu lowered his eyes and said slowly, "When you were chatting with that aunt just now, your expression and It's exactly the same as it was before your tantrum."

Yan An let out an "ah" and didn't know how to answer.

"So sometimes, there are some things that cannot be said." Jiang Shiyu sighed. To be honest, he didn't know how to tell Yan An about these things. "Rotting in the stomach is better than anything."

And not everyone needs to confide.

Jiang Shiyu felt that he could hold back.

What should I do if I can't hold it anymore?

I can't hold back anymore. Let's talk.

Anyway, it won't suffocate to death, how can anyone be suffocated to death by their thoughts.

Jiang Shiyu leaned back on the sofa, and cast a sidelong glance at Yan An: "What do you think?"

"...What do I say?" Yan An was stunned for a while, then suddenly became happy, and then leaned back on the sofa, "I think what you said is quite right, not everything can be said."

"En." Jiang Shiyu answered him.

"Jiang Shiyu." Yan An's body swayed with the lampshade again.

"Ah." Jiang Shiyu followed up.

"Let's exchange secrets," Yan An said.

Jiang Shiyu turned his head and glanced at him.

"Whatever you want, you can tell me whenever you want, and I will tell you if I have anything," Yan An snapped his fingers, "How about it? It's a little secret that only the two of us know, so don't tell Xie Lanlan. "

Jiang Shiyu felt that Yan An was strange for the third time this year.

He is like a person who catches cotton around him, and has the ability to lay everything around him with cotton. If someone else said this, Jiang Shiyu would think it was extremely unrealistic. Why should I exchange secrets with you? ?Besides, I don't want to know your secret at all, okay?

But Yan An said these words. He spread a small secret box with cotton and told Jiang Shiyu that he can say anything here, and no second person will know. Jiang Shiyu felt that he would definitely believe.

He felt that he didn't need to confide, but when Yan An said to exchange secrets, a lot of emotions poured out, and he wanted to pour them out together, scrambling to fall into the box, as if he had grown up so much, it was the first time someone wanted to hear what he was thinking , for the first time anyone wanted to hear what was bothering him.

For the first time, someone exchanged secrets with him.

"What did you say?" Jiang Shiyu clenched his hands and asked softly.

"Don't tell Xie Lanlan." Yan An said.

"The previous sentence." Jiang Shiyu said.

"What do you have, when do you want to..."

"The previous sentence." Jiang Shiyu interrupted him impatiently.

Yan An stared at him for a while, smiling until his eyes narrowed, lying on the desk, like he usually does at school: "Brother Xiaoyu, let's exchange secrets."

The tip of Jiang Shiyu's nose suddenly turned acidic. He turned his head to look at the window, turned back after a while, looked at Yan An, and nodded: "Okay."

The author says:

I really like Xiaoan (what are you doing)