not brilliant

Jing Can has always believed that he is a person who listens to himself very much.For example, when he was young, he told himself that he wanted to take the No.1 exam, but he never got No.2 after that. For example, after listening to Jing Zaixing’s words one day, he told himself to turn off the lights when going to bed at night. He was afraid of the dark, and he never left a light in the room again. For example, when he decided to stay away from this world, he really kept the agreement with himself, put himself in a transparent glass bottle, and lived quietly. for so many years.

He can always make a decision that he thinks is the most correct under the current situation. No matter how difficult the path the decision leads to and how dire the consequences are, he can accept it calmly.

He never regretted it, never regretted it, except when facing He Pingyi.

Jing Can lay on the bed, opened the WeChat download interface countless times, but did not press the download button for a long time.He put down his phone, carefully opened the small green paper umbrella, and raised it up.The umbrella was facing the light cast from the ceiling, Jing Can narrowed one eye, and then slowly rubbed two fingers.

The small green paper umbrella circles against the glare of the light, and turns back every time it gets close to a fingertip. This cycle goes on and on, like the endless march of time.

After a long time, Jing Can finally made a decision.

He also closed the other eye, and in the dark, handed over his own destiny to fate—opened his eyes after counting to seven, and if the flower painted on the paper umbrella stopped on the right, he would add a WeChat message with He Pingyi , if he stops on the left, He Pingyi will be rejected.

Reject He Pingyi.Just thinking of these five words, Jing Can already felt the great sadness and loss that suddenly overwhelmed his heart, just like when he woke up on his eighth birthday and found that he didn't get the motor that Jing Zaixing gave him. .

This kind of coin-flipping game has always been classified by him as "children's behavior". He can't figure out how anyone can really decide the direction of things in this way. It's too random and irresponsible. .But now he suddenly understands that the reason why this kind of game has been able to survive for so long among human beings is that apart from the support of those who suffer from difficulty in choosing, there is probably another important reason that many people will have something that they know is wrong. For the thing that I still want to do - when I can't find a good reason to keep another option in my heart, I still want to keep a chance for my own reluctance, so I pull a "God" into the group and act as a force to push the scales up The last gram weight on that side.

Gently twisting the toothpick that served as the handle of the umbrella, Jing Can began to count the numbers silently in her heart.

He counted very slowly, and stopped suddenly after counting to six, and he did not enter another number for a long time.

The little paper umbrella has rubbed back and forth many times, but Jing Can still refuses to open her eyes like she's playing tricks.He guessed the orientation of the flowers in his mind, struggling to analyze the speed of the small paper umbrella and the past time, predict the result, and then make small adjustments.

As if a candidate who was about to cheat in an exam, the phone rang suddenly, like a reminder from the invigilator, Jing Can suddenly opened her eyes in shock.He subconsciously picked up the phone with the other hand, and before pressing the connect button, Jing Can's swaying eyes accidentally fell on the small paper umbrella.

left.

The answer was revealed in advance, and the hand that had been raised for a long time suddenly lost its strength, and fell from the sky with a small paper umbrella.

Jing Can turned sideways, staring at the phone that kept ringing in a daze, but didn't pick up the phone until it stopped ringing.He pulled a pillow over his head and covered his head, as if to avoid facing what he had just seen.But the person on the other end of the phone seemed to refuse to let him go. The ringing sounded again and again, but he ignored it, and the person kept calling, endlessly.Jing Can had no choice but to touch the phone with one hand, but put it to her ear without looking at it.

"Hey."

"Why didn't you answer the phone?" Probably because Jing Can covered his face with a pillow, Jing Can's voice was muffled, and He Pingyi over there was stunned, "You have a cold? Didn't you feel fine just now?"

"I don't have a cold." The pillow was ruthlessly thrown away, and rolled to the floor in a fit of emotion.Jing Can got up quickly and sat cross-legged on the bed.He avoided talking about the first question, and after answering this sentence, he kept clutching the phone vigorously, but he couldn't hold back the next sentence until his palms were sweating.

"Did you download WeChat?"

Thinking of the result just now, Jing Can lowered her head and frowned at the little green umbrella in her hand.

He didn't speak, and He Pingyi asked again, and Jing Can said slowly, "Not yet."

"Why haven't you downloaded yet?" He Pingyi urged, "Hurry up, I'm waiting to add you as a friend."

Jing Can felt uncomfortable, so she curled up her legs, hugged her legs with one hand, and rested her chin on her knees, as if looking for a reliable support.He sat in this posture, reluctant to speak no matter what.

Actually, I haven't counted to seven just now...should I make another half turn...

And as a person who has been with Jing Can for so long, He Pingyi has long been used to Jing Can's various reactions.After receiving this long silence, He Pingyi realized that something might be wrong.He turned the chair, raised his head and guessed what Jing Can was thinking, after guessing, it seemed that the only possibility was that the tortoise didn't want to add WeChat and wanted to shrink his head.

"Jing Can, think about it, after installing WeChat, we can chat at any time, and we can also video chat, and you can take pictures of any beautiful and interesting things you see, and I can also take pictures for you, how convenient it is. "

These words are equivalent to bewitching Jing Can, describing a picture that Jing Can can't even imagine, making him surrender because of this beauty.Every time He Pingyi uttered a word, Jing Can's palms and fingertips seemed to become a little more moist because of anticipation, so that the phone seemed to be slowly sliding down, trying to escape Jing Can's control.

"But I'm not used to it. I..." It's still useless, so I'm not used to it.Jing Can pursed her lips, annoyed at her illogical lie.

"Wait a minute," He Pingyi laughed and interrupted him, "You don't know how to download it, do you? Well, it's not too late, why don't I go to your house to find you."

"Ah?" The person who was panicking about what to do was taken aback, "Looking for me?"

He Pingyi had already got up and walked outside, the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing came through the receiver, Jing Can's heartbeat accelerated, and she hurriedly said, "Wait a minute! He Pingyi!"

"Huh?" He Pingyi stopped, waiting for Jing Can to speak.

"Don't come," Jing Can stood up from the bed, strode onto the floor, then walked to the window, lifted the curtains, and looked outside, "It's already so dark, don't come. I... "

The phone was almost out of reach, he bit his lip, and finally said: "I'll be fine soon, give me 5 minutes."

"Are you sure?" He Pingyi really didn't mean to tease Jing Can on purpose, he had all his clothes up, and was ready to rush to Jing Can's house to knock on the turtle's shell at any time.

"Sure." Jing Can said.

After hanging up the phone, He Pingyi breathed a sigh of relief and threw his clothes on the sofa.

"Who are you calling?" Lu Qiu came out of the bedroom and saw the expression on his son's face, a little strange.

"classmate."

"Classmate?" Remembering the smile on He Pingyi's face just now, Lu Qiu asked tentatively, "Female classmate?"

"No, man." He Pingyi unconsciously rubbed his phone twice, "Mom, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Can't sleep," Lu Qiu went to the toilet to get a mop, and rubbed his head with one hand, "I took a lot of naps, and I haven't moved much this day, so I'm not sleepy at all right now. Go and rest, I'll move around If you are active, you can fall asleep when you are tired.”

He Pingyi frowned, but looked at Lu Qiu and said nothing.He turned around and walked into his room, but Lu Qiu called him and followed him.

"Let me clean your house first."

"No need, mom..." Before He Pingyi could finish speaking, Lu Qiu had already entered the room. He Pingyi rubbed his forehead helplessly, and could only follow in.

In the past two years, Lu Qiu's health has not been very good, but there has been no serious illness, but minor problems such as headaches, colds, chest tightness, etc., coupled with frequent insomnia at night, the whole person seems to have no energy.She lowered her head and mopped the floor, the yellowish light shining brightly on the roots of her white hair.

"Mom, the white hair is growing out, it's time to dye it."

After saying this, the two people in the room were silent for a while.

Lu Qiu's gray hair grew early, and now that he is 50 years old, his newly born hair is almost completely white.But she never liked to go to the barber shop to dye her hair. She said that the people in the barber shop would always get the hair dye cream on her scalp, which was very uncomfortable and difficult to wash off.There used to be three men in the family, He Ping was still young, and He Li was careless and clumsy. In Lu Qiu's words, he couldn't even clean a bowl, so the most careful one in the family was always responsible for dyeing Lu Qiu's hair.

It wasn't until this person left them suddenly that He Pingyi took over the job.

He Pingyi didn't feel that he had said the wrong thing at this time. His brother had been away for more than two years. He knew whether it was Lu Qiu or He Li, they were all trying to get out of that kind of world collapse. out of grief.It's just that it can be difficult, and it will take a long, long time.

And sometimes proactively mentioning it is actually a way of healing.The elder brother is their family, and He Pingyi doesn't want the three of them to even have the courage to recall him together in the future.

No matter how difficult it was, he hoped that he could stay in this family forever.Stay with him too.

"I'll dye your hair tomorrow morning." He Pingyi said, "I'm no worse than my brother now."

"Row."

He Pingyi walked up to Lu Qiu's side, and patted her hunched back lightly.Lu Qiu's eyes were red, but he still sniffed, and forced a smile at him: "I'm fine."

He Pingyi chatted with Lu Qiu for a while, and when Lu Qiu really got better and went out, He Pingyi finally waited for a text message from Jing Can.Jing Can told him that he had already downloaded and registered, and He Pingyi immediately searched for Jing Can's phone number.

To add a friend, you need to fill in the verification message, He Ping thought for a while, and filled in a few words.

Jing Can was lying on the bed alone, and when she received a WeChat message, she quickly checked it with her phone.

"Brother Pingyi" was impressively written in the verification column, Jing Can curled her lips, and decided to let He Pingyi take advantage of it for the time being.

After adding friends, he clicked on the dialog box, staring in a daze at the blank interface except for the official notification message.He didn't speak to He Pingyi, but lay down, raised the small paper umbrella again, then twisted the flowers on the umbrella to the right, and closed his eyes.

He has been a good student for almost 17 years and he never cheated.Jing Can thought, just this time, let him cheat for He Pingyi.

After silently saying "seven" in her heart, Jing Can opened her eyes from the darkness.

The little paper umbrella finally stopped at the angle he wanted. He gave up the last gram of weight and still chose to decide by himself.What the future will be like, and what he will be like in the future, he is also responsible for it.

He Pingyi kept chatting with Jing Can non-stop, and even took pictures of his unfinished homework and asked him if there were so many papers to do in the liberal arts class.Jing Can zoomed in on the photo, looked at the topics that could be seen clearly, and thought deeply.

It was the first time to say goodnight to He Pingyi before going to bed, and it was the first time to receive goodnight from He Pingyi.As expected, Jing Can suffered from insomnia again that night.He has been holding the small paper umbrella in a daze, the quilt has been messed up because he has turned over too many times, only the corner of the quilt is left in his arms.When it was almost dawn, Jing Can finally couldn't bear it anymore and got up.

He found a small piece of paper and a pen on the desk in the living room, buried himself in what he wanted to write, and went to the kitchen to find a thick milk tea straw.Jing Can wasn't sure if she could find a lighter or something like that in this house, but after searching through boxes and cabinets for a long time, she found matches and candles in a drawer in the living room.

He sat down at the desk, lit the candle, and then put the end of the short piece of drinking straw into the flame.

The plastic deformed in the firelight, withered and lingering.After moving it out for two seconds, Jing Can squeezed the scorched ends together with her fingers, completely sealing the exit.He carefully stuffed the small paper umbrella and the note he just wrote into the straw, and then sealed the other end in the same way, leaving no way out.

When all this is done, the sun just rises in the outside world.Jing Can turned her head to look out the window, and blew out the candle in the red light.