Scum smell

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, Ji Yao naturally put his hand into Jiang Qiutong's.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qiutong avoided it.

Ji Yao slowly made a question mark: "Isn't it Lao Jiang, it's the last time, and you don't even want to hold hands?"

Jiang Qiutong shook his head: "No."

The old man pursed his lips, but still took his hand and walked up the mountain path step by step.We will soon reach the top, and the steps are so steep that it gradually becomes impossible for two people to walk side by side.

Ji Yao simply took a step behind, grabbed Jiang Qiutong's clothes and sighed: "Old Jiang, it's a pity that you didn't learn advertising. Let's see how well you arranged the process today."

Jiang Qiutong lowered her eyes, her voice was neither high nor low: "I really didn't expect to wait for you here."

In fact, he has been thinking about this matter for a long time.

Ever since the two brothers moved in with Ji Yao and Yu Siyuan went crazy for the first time, Jiang Qiutong was thinking, this is not possible.

Such crazy and violent emotions will destroy Ji Yao and everyone.

I believe that anyone can see this kind of thing, but no one is willing to take a step back or let go. Everyone is gritting their teeth and stalemate.

When he was locked up at home by the old man, he heard that Ji Yao went to beg the old man, the emotion that surged in his heart at that moment is still hard to explain.

Time to take a step back, he thought.

When he told the others what he thought, he didn't care about the reaction of the other party, and quit the communication quickly after the notification.

The first one was Xu Yeye, then Wen Lin, and then Yu Siyuan.Among them, if there is one who repents and pulls Ji Yao away, he will not be able to wait for someone here.

On the contrary, Ji Yao was not surprised. He closed his eyes and said, "In fact, they are already tired. Lao Jiang, you gave everyone a reason to let go."

Jiang Qiutong said "hmm": "I guessed it."

He asked Ji Yao: "Aren't you angry with me?"

Ji Yao looked up at the clouds in the sky and smiled.

"Not only angry, but also grateful."

It's just... I can't bear it.

Because it hurts.It hurts so much.

But there is no need to tell Jiang Qiutong about these things.

Ji Yao grabbed the corner of Jiang Qiutong's clothes, shook it gently and attached twice, and there was a flash of water in his eyes.

After shaking, he smiled again, as if very strange: "Lao Jiang, you look like a mother chicken."

Jiang Qiutong felt his small movements, but didn't look back. What Ji Yao saw was still the back of a lonely head.

He only heard him say clearly: "Didn't you play eagle and chicken when you were young?"

Ji Yao shook his head.

"When I was young, I had different hobbies from Zhang He. He liked to go out and play ball. I usually watched him play."

The implication is that Zhang He is not here, and no one is taking him.Later, Ji Yao and Zhang He finally got to play together, and the two of them grew up too, so they don't know how to play this kind of game anymore.

Thinking of how this kid lived when he was a child, Jiang Qiutong paused, and after thinking for a while, as if he had made a very difficult sacrifice, he asked quite seriously: "Then do you want to play now?"

It looked like I was ready to sacrifice.

Ji Yao suddenly laughed.

Jiang Qiutong's image has many burdens, he knows it all too well, this is a fairy who puts on airs and refuses to let others see him cry even if he is about to die of grief, and now he is willing to play eagles and chickens with him?

"And didn't you ever play it when you were young? Two people can't play this game."

Jiang Qiutong: "..."

He coughed slightly in embarrassment, took Ji Yao's hand and put it on his waist belt: "It's up to you."

Ji Yao complained dissatisfiedly: "The narrow road has already passed, why don't you let me lead you - don't you think I took someone else just now?"

Although both Yu Siyuan and Jiang Qiutong are elderly, Ji Yao is obviously more self-willed in front of Jiang Qiutong, and sometimes even a little pretentious.

Jiang Qiutong pursed his lips and said nothing, Ji Yao kicked the heel of his shoe.

"You don't speak - this is the last part of our journey. Do you want me to keep looking at the back of your head? Jiang Qiutong, this is too much."

The man was helpless, he stood still, and finally looked back at Ji Yao.

Ji Yao seemed to be strangled by the neck, and suddenly stopped talking.

He saw tears rolling down the other side.

What was he thinking just now?Lao Jiang is a fake fairy who desperately wants face, even if he vomits blood due to internal injuries, he will not show his crying face in front of others.

Jiang Qiutong cried silently, even though the tip of his nose was red, his voice was still faint: "Because I don't want to be seen by you."

Ji Yao was stunned for a long time, and went to pull Jiang Qiutong's hand, but now he was firmly held by the other party.

His stomach was bitter, his heart was throbbing, his eyes were sour, Ji Yao's mind was muddled, and he didn't know how to react.Finally, he gave a dry laugh: "Jiang Xian is also very fairy when he cries."

After speaking, I wanted to slap myself.

Jiang Qiutong ignored Ji Yao's obviously messed up nonsense, he calmly wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and continued walking up with Ji Yao.

When he was waiting here just now, he had nothing to do, and he walked up this small section of steps several times with worry in his heart.

This section of the road has a total of 370 five steps.

Jiang Qiutong felt that this number was simply used to annoy him on purpose.

Otherwise, why not simply add a little more, making it four hundred, and make him lose his mind; or simply take a little less, making a total of 360 five, which symbolizes a happy reunion every year?

370 five, not up or down, too responsive.

But after thinking about it, at least the 370 fifth level is already very long.Rounding up is five hundred, and rounding up again, it is one hundred million.

A hundred million is a lifetime.

The moment he really saw Ji Yao, he still hadn't gotten out of that empty state of mind—he was keenly aware of the outside world, but his own emotions were always slow, appearing numb and dull.

Even with Ji Yao, he was still distracted counting the stone steps, and his heart was calm.

After passing the 120th step, Jiang Qiutong thought, one third of the time had passed.

Then, for some reason, the feeling seemed to be long overdue, and he suddenly cried.

One-third of life is over.

he thinks.

"Ji Yao, do you know that since I met you, after sketching out your childhood, I have always had a regret."

Ji Yao turned to look at him, but he refused to look at Ji Yao, only looking ahead.

"I want to watch you grow up."

"..."

"In the past, I often felt that I was too old, so I was ashamed and unworthy of you."

He is ten years older than Ji Yao, what is the concept of ten years old?It was when he went abroad to go to high school, Ji Yao had just picked up his schoolbag and was led by his parents to elementary school.

It's also not wanting to hold hands with Ji Yao, and it's also taboo to be called an "old man", because I feel that I am getting older, and I will always think about it.

He thought for a moment that Siyuan and I are a couple holding hands, and I and I are holding hands, probably father and son; for a while, he thought, this kid is always "Lao Jiang" long and "Old Man" short, isn't he very Mind if I'm old?

But Ji Yao was always venomous when facing him, Jiang Qiutong didn't want to be laughed at by the other party, so he kept holding back and refused to say anything.

But later, I also looked away.

Especially when he saw Ji Yao's confused look, he felt that there was nothing wrong with being older.

Whether it is a teacher, a brother, or even a father and son.Whatever it is... If possible, he wants to grow up with Ji Yao.

Even without being a partner, without a physical relationship - it's fine.

Very unwilling.

The Austrian psychologist Adler once said: "Lucky people are cured by childhood all their lives, and unlucky people are cured by childhood."

Jiang Qiutong has studied countless cases. To be honest, Ji Yao's childhood was far from being described as "unfortunate".

People who are more miserable and pitiful than him account for the majority in this world.

But those people have nothing to do with him, Jiang Qiutong.

He has been cold-hearted and indifferent all his life, even his gentle and careless ex-wife did not make him soften.Other than family members, the most cherished and most important thing is this bastard who has been trapped in childhood and only knows how to look at the little brother next door foolishly.

"I often think, I am so much older than you, I have the possibility and ability to change your past - why I didn't meet you when I was young."

"..."

Ji Yao forgot to breathe, and just blinked blankly.

"...You have known Xiaoyuan for six years, Wen Lin for 11 years, and Zhang He for a lifetime! You have had countless pasts with them—and what about me? I...only me...nothing."

Speaking of the latter, Jiang Qiutong couldn't help raising his voice a little.This is a voice that has never been revealed, it is a complaint that lingers in his heart day and night, it is too humble, too self-pitying, he hates himself like this - realizing that his emotions are about to lose control, Jiang Qiutong suppressed the surging in his heart emotions, forcing myself to return to a cold look.

He is so sorry.

--that's too regretful.

Ji Yao suddenly stopped.

He couldn't believe it, and repeated in a light voice: "You still want to meet me-I mean, the me when I was a child?"

Jiang Qiutong frowned: "Of course. You projected all your feelings for your father, brother, friend, and lover onto Zhang He. No matter what you say, this is a bit too deformed. No matter how you look at it, it has something to do with your childhood."

Ji Yao didn't listen to his long words, and just repeated himself: "You already know what kind of rotten person I am, and also know how capricious I am, and even gave up being with me, and still want, want . . . I mean, I—”

He couldn't go on.

Because Jiang Qiutong pressed the back of his neck and suddenly hugged him deeply and tightly.

"Stop talking, Ji Yao. Don't say any more."

"..."

As if being scalded by his temperature, Ji Yao shivered.

"It's not what you think. Letting go is not because you're tired, upset, or disappointed in you, but because...it's good for you."

No one can guarantee that the incident on the island will not happen again, even Yu Siyuan himself is not sure.

Not to mention Wen Lin, that kid himself said that he loves Ji Yao as much as he hates it.

Stop now, before it's too late.

"..."

Ji Yao opened his mouth, but choked up, the unspoken words were still stuck in his throat, but tears slipped out of his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Qiutong, and the tears that he had endured all the way seemed to have opened the gate, and kept falling in a flutter.

He covered his eyes, embarrassed: "...What about you?"

The tears were not just for Jiang Qiutong, of course the man knew.But seeing Ji Yao crying in front of him, he also felt satisfied.

"I?"

He smiled, but it's a pity that now that Ji Yao was pressed on his shoulder, he didn't see this epiphyllum's constant smile.

He moved his fingers, wanting to smoke a cigarette, but held back, raised his hand and patted Ji Yao on the shoulder, and let him go: "I'm already an adult, Ji Yao."

"What's wrong with adults? I'm an adult too."

"Adults are more tolerant, and won't act like a baby like you anymore."

Ji Yao said in a low voice, "Who acted like a baby?"

Jiang Qiutong was not used to his faults, so he changed the topic: "It's already 240 fourth level."

"Huh?" Ji Yao didn't understand.

He didn't have Jiang Qiutong's ability to retract freely, and the tears couldn't stop once the gate opened.He cried so much that he couldn't see the way, the man had no choice but to hold his hand and lead him to walk forward slowly.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had not yet set in the west, struggling desperately to shed the afterglow before the curtain call.

The golden light was like flowing water, falling on their hair, faces, and clasped hands.

Jiang Qiutong looked at him and said softly: "Two-thirds, most of my life."

Ji Yao didn't know what he meant, but the tears that had just stopped fell down again.

"Don't cry, baby, how can you see people when you cry like this." Jiang Qiutong said helplessly, this man has a good face, and he usually calls it that in his heart, but he doesn't really call it out often.

"Who else do you see? Didn't you leave after a meal? Do you want to sleep here all night?"

Jiang Qiutong stopped talking.

He just remained silent, leading Ji Yao forward.

While obediently being led by the man, Ji Yao wiped his eyes and nose.After wiping, he suddenly laughed: "Lao Jiang, you look like my father."

"Your father took you there like this?"

"No—it's just a feeling, you know?"

Jiang Qiutong lowered her eyes: "That's pretty good."

If it's just that they all expect Ji Yao to do well, then he is probably no different from Ji Yao's father.

He said that Ji Yao's feelings for Zhang He were deformed, so why not his own feelings for Ji Yao?

Ji Yao is his window to understand the world, whether it is joy or sorrow, he has to grasp Ji Yao firmly to experience it.The poems and songs I learned in school before, I only got a concept of them after I got to know Ji Yao.

But it is precisely because he knows this too well that Jiang Qiutong wants to let go more and more.

It might be better if he was more selfish, but in the end, he still loves this person more.

"Ji Yao, I want to meet you sooner."

"..."

340.

"I want to take you away before everything happens."

"..."

340 six.

"I want to raise you, accompany you, and protect you."

"..."

350 a.

"I want to tell you that it doesn't matter if you escape for a while, it doesn't matter if you are afraid, and it doesn't matter if you are cowardly. Even if you make a choice, you still have a chance to regret it."

"..."

350 nine.

"Although life cannot be repeated, it's okay to make mistakes occasionally. Because I believe that as long as there are new scenery, you can re-light your eyes."

"..."

360 II.

"And as a tree, all I can do is to shade you when you pass by me."

"........."

Ji Yao couldn't bear it anymore, squatted on the ground, hugged his shoulders and cried tremblingly.

Jiang Qiutong froze for a moment, stretched out his hand, and gently covered the top of Ji Yao's head, like a broad canopy, gently covering the scorching sun and clouds and rain in the sky.

This is the fifth order of 360.Just right.

"I'm not leaving." Ji Yao buried his face in his knees, choked with self-denial, and said, "Let's go back, Lao Jiang. Since you don't despise me, why should I force myself to break up with you?"

Probably because she knew she would be forgiven, she had the confidence to act like a baby again.In front of Wen Lin and Yu Siyuan just now, Ji Yao's performance can be said to be calm and reliable, and he is a lot of stable.

Jiang Qiutong paused slightly.

It seems that after a long time of mental construction, it is difficult for people to speak the truth. Jiang Qiutong was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice: "What if I say that the top of the mountain is not a breakup meal, but Zhang He?"

"..."

Ji Yao's mind went blank for several seconds before he understood what it meant.

He suddenly remembered Yu Siyuan's words.

The long journey that the warrior goes through is the suffering that must pass before he is rewarded.

So, he is a warrior, a few of them are tribulations, and what about rewards?What is the reward?

The answer is about to come out.

——It’s Zhang He.

They had almost written the answer on their faces, but he hadn't thought about that.

Ji Yao's first reaction was absurd: "Is Zhang He crazy?"

Jiang Qiutong only said: "Is he crazy or not, don't you know if you go and have a look?"

She reached out to him and pulled him up.

Ji Yao didn't know how to react at all. He looked at Jiang Qiutong blankly, and subconsciously asked the other party to make up his mind: "Old Jiang, I..."

"What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up!"

Jiang Qiutong raised his chin: "Zhang He has already arrived, how long do you have to keep him waiting?"

Ji Yao shuddered, his body took a step faster than his brain, and he took a big step forward.

360 seven.

Jiang Qiutong was still standing on the 360th step, looking up at him.

There were still tears on Ji Yao's face, and he strode forward in a daze, his heart seemed to be forcibly torn and put together, his hands and feet were no longer his own.

As if being pushed forward hard behind him, he heard Jiang Qiutong say behind him: "Ji Yao, run!"

"--run!"

Run, Ji Yao, to meet your reward, your half body, the person your soul most desires.

Jiang Qiutong is practicing calligraphy.

Jiang Chunshui couldn't handle these things, so he learned it by pinching his nose in order to please the old man.Later, the old man gave a clear message, saying that resources should be given priority to her, and she never did it again.

She nibbled melon seeds and leaned over to take a look: "What is written, let me see?"

Her brother pushed her away in disgust: "Don't get melon seeds on my calligraphy."

"Who would call your own character 'Mo Bao', you are simply sick."

Jiang Qiutong ignored her, pushed the person outside, closed the door and walked out.

Wet ink was spread on the table, weighed down by a paperweight.

"Sending you off on a horse, it's like walking on a flower walk."

Next:

——"Am I your pride?"