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"Be careful where you step." The girl said softly.

Zhile and the girl walked down the stairs slowly, the steps were gentle, but it rained last night and the road surface was slightly slippery, Zhile looked back while walking, and the girl reminded her in a timely manner.

"Don't worry, they won't fight," the girl said again.

Different from what I saw in the clubhouse last time, the girl's seaweed-like long hair is tied back with a plain silk scarf. She is wearing a suit of the same color, light makeup, and she looks youthful and beautiful without a bit of maturity.The same thing is that he still has a calm and calm attitude that is rare among his peers, and he is very comfortable in dealing with people and dealing with things.

She walked beside Zhile, keeping a few steps away politely, with a slight smile on her face.

There was a wave of people coming towards him, so she approached Zhile, and stood aside for him to block the pedestrians, until everyone passed by, and then slowly descended with Zhile.

Zhile has an inexplicable intimacy with her, like a sister next door in her hometown.

"Really, are you alright?" Zhile asked.

"It's okay." The girl said: "Xiao Shen can always come today, so it's not a problem."

"He used to, didn't he come?" Zhile asked while walking.

"Mr. Shen seldom comes back after going abroad. Every time this day comes, he will ask someone to worship on his behalf." The girl said slowly: "When I come back occasionally, I will avoid Mr. Shen...Mr. Shen. Today we are finally together Their parents will be very happy if they show up."

Zhile walked to the ground and looked back.Shen Ming took off his glasses and was talking about something, while Shen Cheng listened silently, the expressions of both of them were very calm, and their swords were no longer on the verge of breaking out.

"Mr. Xiao Jiang, this way."

"My name is Zhile."

The girl smiled, said yes, and said, "My name is Zhou Xiaojing."

Zhou Xiaojing led Zhile to the door, and continued the topic just now: "The relationship between them is actually not bad. After all, they are siblings, and they only have one brother. It's just because of their parents that the two formed a knot - to be precise, it is Mr. Shen's knot is still unresolved."

Zhile looked at Zhou Xiaojing with curiosity and doubt in his eyes.

It is obvious that Zhou Xiaojing is much clearer about the "discord" with the Shen family, at least Shen Cheng and Shen Ming than Zhu Hui, Fang Mu and others, and it may be her own decision, or someone's instruction, and she does not shy away from telling Zhi Le start such a thing.

But at the moment, time does not allow, and she also knows the other, Shen Cheng himself does not want to mention this matter, so she did not go into too much detail.

"The problem between them needs an opportunity to solve the problem. This time, Xiao Shen can always come, which is the biggest turning point. Maybe it won't be long before the two brothers will be able to 'clear their suspicions' and shake hands to make peace." Zhou Xiaojing finally said Said.

Zhile still didn't understand the "contradiction" between Shen Ming and Shen Cheng, but when she heard Zhou Xiaojing say this, she nodded accordingly.Zhou Xiaojing was not just commenting, she clearly showed her concern from the heart, and hoped that the two brothers of the Shen family would reconcile as soon as possible. Her expression and tone also gave people a sense of trust.

"Who are you?" Zhile looked at Zhou Xiaojing and asked.

Zhou Xiaojing understood, and said with a smile, "I'm the assistant of Mr. Shen."

Is it an assistant too?Zhu Hui was also Shen Cheng's assistant, but he didn't accompany him on such an occasion today.Zhile looked at Zhou Xiaojing, then looked back at the cemetery.

"They're coming down."

Zhile stopped and waited with Zhou Xiaojing beside a pine tree outside the garden gate, looking at Shen Cheng and Shen Ming who were walking slowly.

Today, Shen Cheng and Shen Ming both wore black suits and white shirts. Their heights were almost the same, and they had the same short hair, with only a slight difference in length. After Shen Ming took off his glasses, both of them looked calm and said nothing. Exactly the same, exactly the same.

"Can you tell the two of them apart now?" Zhou Xiaojing asked with a smile.

Zhile watched intently as the two gradually approached.

Zhou Xiaojing also looked at them. To be honest, she was also slightly confused when they were silent and expressionless.The two brothers are so much alike.

However, Zhile didn't recognize it for too long, and soon smiled, and then walked towards one of them with his legs apart: "Brother."

"Wrong, I am Shen Cheng." The person next to him said.

Zhile wrinkled her nose and said firmly, "You are not."

"Hmm." Shen Ming laughed, and when he smiled, he immediately "revealed his original shape", and his image was immediately distinguished from Shen Cheng's, "How do you tell? We've only met a few times."

Shen Cheng also looked at Zhile.

Zhile thought for a while, as if she didn't know how to say it, and finally said: "Your eyes are different."

Zhou Xiaojing's eyes moved around, looking at the eyes of Shen Ming and Shen Cheng. Shen Ming was slightly nearsighted, and would squint slightly when looking at people, but the eye shapes of the two were not much different, and they were equally deep and energetic.Immediately realized that what Zhile was referring to should be eyes.

"Brother has been looking at me, you have been looking at her." Zhile added.

Everyone was stunned.

Then Zhou Xiaojing suddenly stroked the broken hair next to his ear, and his complexion became unnatural.

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows lightly, a little smile appeared in his eyes, Shen Ming laughed heartily, glanced at Zhou Xiaojing, then looked at Zhile and Shen Cheng, especially paused a little on Shen Cheng's face, smiled meaningfully, and said: "Interesting. Zhile, you are very interesting."

Both Shen Cheng and Shen Ming still had jobs today, so after leaving the cemetery, they parted ways and drove away.Shen Cheng sent Zhile home first, and the sun came out, paving the way home.

Zhile sat in the passenger seat, looking sideways at Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng's expression was calm and indifferent, which made it difficult for Zhile to judge his mood from the surface.

Today's trip to the cemetery reminded Zhile of her parents.One of his parents died in autumn and the other in winter, but since they were buried near his home, he could visit them anytime.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Cheng's voice sounded when the red light came on.

"My parents are also buried together." Zhile said.

His mother passed away first, and his father reserved the location of the tomb in advance, which was supposed to be used after a hundred years of death, but he died young, and the husband and wife had to share the same tomb ahead of time.These are all Jiang Shanyuan told him.

"It's good to be together," Zhile continued, "Uncle Shen, Aunt Shen, they are not alone."

Shen Cheng stared at the traffic light in front of him, but he didn't know if he didn't hear it, or he didn't want to talk, so he didn't talk to him.

This day Shen Cheng came back later than usual, Zhi Le waited for him and almost fell asleep, Shen Cheng didn't go to the study to work overtime, and went straight back to the bedroom after washing, and soon fell asleep with Zhi Le.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhi Le was startled awake by the heavy and abnormal breathing beside him. He opened his eyes, and by the light of the night lamp, he saw Shen Cheng frowned in his sleep, his eyelids trembled, and he was panting rapidly.

"elder brother."

Zhile immediately sat up, grabbed Shen Cheng's arm, and shook him while calling him.

Shen Cheng took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and the moment he escaped from the nightmare, there was pain in his eyes.

After a brief absence, he quickly came back to his senses, sat up, slowly calmed his breathing, drank half a glass of water on the bedside table, under the light, there was a thin layer of sweat on Shen Cheng's forehead.

"It's okay." Shen Cheng said to Zhile, motioning him to continue sleeping.

Zhile, however, was still sitting, with a thin quilt on her lap, looked at Shen Cheng worriedly, and sat with him until Shen Cheng completely calmed down, and then lay down again, and Fang followed suit.

"Did you have a nightmare again?" Chi Le turned sideways and asked softly.

Shen Cheng was originally lying on his back, but now he was lying on his side, facing Zhile, looking into Zhile's eyes.

It was two o'clock in the morning, and the two who woke up in the middle of the night suddenly lost sleepiness.

Everything was silent outside the window, the moonlight was like water, Zhile looked at Shen Cheng with his dark eyes, and there was genuine concern in his eyes.Shen Cheng didn't have the habit of telling others, this night, at this moment, facing these eyes, he suddenly wanted to say something.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" Shen Cheng's voice was slightly hoarse, and he said in a low voice, "You can ask anything you want." After a pause, he added: "I will answer you tonight."

Zhile blinked, as if thinking seriously.

When he came out of the cemetery during the day, he did have a few thoughts in his mind, such as are you reconciled with your brother; For him, the meaning of inquiry has been lost, and he is more concerned with what is happening in front of him, at this moment, and what he perceives.

"Don't be afraid. Don't be sad." Finally Zhile said.

He stretched out his hand and held Shen Cheng's palm that was also placed outside the quilt. His fingers joined together, and the warmth of the palm was slowly transmitted through the fingertips.

Shen Cheng didn't pull out his palm, letting Zhile hold it.

"I'm not afraid, and I'm not sad." Shen Cheng said in a low voice, "It's just that I can't let go completely."

"Sister Xiaojing said, there is a knot in your heart." Zhile looked at Shen Cheng's heart, a little at a loss, "What is that?"

"Bow tie." Shen Cheng said expressionlessly.

Zhile: ...?

It was rare for Shen Cheng to make a small joke, and the other party didn't quite understand, but Zhi Le's increasingly bewildered and surprised expression was very interesting, the corners of Shen Cheng's lips curved slightly, and the gloomy atmosphere left by the nightmarish nightmare dissipated invisible.

"I was almost eleven that year."

Shen Cheng faced Zhile, their eyes met each other, their eyes reflected each other's face, their hands were casually held outside the quilt, it was the first time for Shen Cheng to tell others about the past that was buried deep in his heart past.

Before Shen Cheng and Shen Ming were 11 years old, their lives were safe and smooth, and their families were harmonious. However, in that summer, Shen's father and Shen Ming had a quarrel.Small quarrels are inevitable between any husband and wife, and Shen's father and Shen's mother are no exception. Occasionally they quarrel, but this time, for some reason, it is particularly intense.

They have been in a cold war for nearly two months, but any speech will inevitably lead to a new dispute.

There was silence and gloom in the house.

"I don't have time to take care of these things," Shen Taiyuan said to his two grandsons one day when he was in his prime, busy with the expansion of Shen's business territory, and having no time and energy to take care of his son and daughter-in-law's conflicts. , you may be able to think of a way."

Prior to this, the twin brothers had made some efforts within their ability, such as helping them spread the word, talking to them separately, and creating opportunities for the two to talk peacefully, but all had little effect.

Boys in their teens are usually not as delicate, mature, and sentimental as girls of the same age, but the atmosphere at home during this time is really scary, which makes them feel a kind of crisis.

It really can't go on like this.

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