Jiang Heng's star

After coming out of the haunted house, both of them had no intention of continuing to play, so Jiang Heng drove to go home.

The two of them had nothing to say along the way, and the atmosphere was so strangely silent that Jiang Heng couldn't help feeling irritated.

Jiang Heng felt that there was an unquenchable fire in his heart, which made him distraught and anxious.He had many questions he wanted to ask Jiang Xingyu: I wanted to ask him if he was angry?I wonder if he knows what their relationship is?I want to ask him if he likes his teacher more than his brother, etc.But he felt that it was unreasonable for him to be entangled in these problems, so he could only drive in silence with a gloomy face.

Moreover, what made him even more depressed was that he didn't speak, and Jiang Xingyu never took the initiative to speak to him.

Jiang Xingyu's expression on the side was a little indifferent, and he just turned the Rubik's Cube quietly, as if the emotional exposure just now was just Jiang Heng's hallucination.

Jiang Heng drove the car into the yard, got out of the car, and was thinking about what to order tonight, when he saw Jiang Xingyu stopped at the door from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Heng didn't know how to speak for a while, so he had to stand with Jiang Xingyu.

Jiang Xingyu tilted his head, "Swing?"

Only then did Jiang Heng remember that he asked Li Jincheng to build a swing in the yard this morning. He followed Jiang Xingyu's gaze and saw that the swing was built under the big tree that Jiang's father had planted in previous years.The swing is not very big, it can probably fit two normal-sized adults, and there are some flower vines wrapped around the thick hemp rope, which seems to complement the tree.

Jiang Heng cleared his voice, which had not been spoken for a long time, and explained: "Yes, Xingyu, do you still remember? In the morning, my brother said that he wanted to make a swing for Xingyu. In fact, it was not changed. My brother asked someone to build it for Xingyu."

Jiang Xingyu turned his head to look at Jiang Heng, "My brother built it for Xingyu."

Jiang Heng smiled and nodded.

It was early autumn at this time, and many leaves on the big trees began to turn yellow, and some even fell slowly without resisting the call of the autumn wind.The falling yellow leaves and the swing coincided with the memories deep in Jiang Xingyu's mind. He walked forward slowly and tried to sit on the swing.The difference from the memory is that when Fang Yu was young, he couldn't touch the ground when he sat on the swing, but Jiang Xingyu could easily touch the ground at this moment. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and the swing shook slightly. stand up.

Jiang Heng also walked to the big tree, and said softly, "Xingyu, is the swing fun?"

Jiang Xingyu shook his head, "No one pushes Xingyu."

Jiang Heng was suffocated when he heard the words, his heart felt a little astringent, and he said softly, "Brother push Xingyu to play for a while, okay?"

Jiang Heng didn't wait for Jiang Xingyu's answer, he grasped the hemp rope with his upper hand and began to push forward. Seeing that Jiang Xingyu was sitting firmly, he gradually increased his strength, and Jiang Xingyu swayed higher and higher on the swing.

Jiang Xingyu thought of the "swing boat" that Jiang Heng said in the afternoon, which also rose, dived, and swung in mid-air.Only then did he understand why Jiang Heng called the pirate ship a swing boat. It turned out that Jiang Heng didn't lie to him, nor did he coax him.

Jiang Xingyu looked at Jiang Heng, no matter how high he swung, he always looked sideways.

Jiang Heng thought that Jiang Xingyu didn't want to play anymore, so he lowered his strength and made the swing stop.

"Xingyu, what's wrong?"

"Brother, I'm 19 years old." Jiang Xingyu stopped looking at Jiang Heng when the swing stopped, and just lowered his head and muttered.

Jiang Heng was a little confused by Jiang Xingyu's endless words, so he could only follow along: "Brother knows, Xingyu is already 19 years old."

"I watched a lot of likes on the tablet. Brother, I seem to know what likes are."

In the past, when Jiang Xingyu watched videos and books, he often didn't understand the meaning of those words that were very difficult to him. He just insisted that if he watched a lot, he might be able to understand some words that others said to him that he didn't understand.After Jiang Xingyu knew "like", he has been paying attention to the word "like" these days.

Now he seems to know what it feels like to like, and he also knows that there is another feeling called hate.

"I like the feeling of the swing; I also like the Rubik's Cube that my brother gave me; I also like the brother who likes Xingyu."

Jiang Xingyu's tears were streaming down, but he didn't seem to notice it, and continued talking with his head down.

"Today, I was angry with my brother, and my brother didn't hold my hand again. Is this annoying?"

"Does brother hate Xingyu?"

Sensing that Jiang Xingyu's tone was wrong, Jiang Heng also squeezed onto the swing, holding Jiang Xingyu's face with both hands, and raised his head.

Hot tears fell on the back of Jiang Heng's hands, hitting his heart like a heavy hammer, making him feel extremely painful.

Jiang Heng held Jiang Xingyu in his arms, gently patted Jiang Xingyu's back, and said in the most gentle tone of his life: "Xingyu baby, don't cry, brother will never hate Xingyu."

"Brother wants to ask Xingyu a few questions, can Xingyu answer obediently?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded, opened his mouth and said yes softly.

Jiang Xingyu's eyes were a little red from crying, and Jiang Heng felt distressed when he saw it. He couldn't help but put his lips on the end of the other's eyes, and then asked softly: "Xingyu was angry when he was in the haunted house, can you tell brother why? ?”

Jiang Heng spoke much slower than usual at this time, and he spoke every word very clearly.He knew that this was a rare opportunity for him and Jiang Xingyu to have a heart-to-heart talk, and he had to let Jiang Xingyu understand every word he said.

"I'm not, kid." Jiang Xingyu nestled in Jiang Heng's arms, his voice was muffled, but his tone was extremely serious.

Just listening to this sentence alone, Jiang Heng still doesn't quite understand why Jiang Xingyu is angry, but when he associates it with the 19-year-old Jiang Xingyu emphasized earlier, he understands.

Jiang Xingyu clearly knew that he was 19 years old and a complete adult.If he still treats Jiang Xingyu with the same tone as he treats a child, it will not make Jiang Xingyu happy, on the contrary, the other party will be sad and sad.

"Brother, apologize to Xingyu." Jiang Heng held Jiang Xingyu's shoulder and made him look at him, "I'm sorry Xingyu."

"Brother just thinks that Xingyu is very cute, and wants to love Xingyu like a child. Didn't he deliberately want to treat Xingyu like a child, can you forgive brother?"

Jiang Xingyu nodded, "Forgive brother."

Jiang Heng smiled and said, "Thank you Xingyu. The second question, why do you think my brother hates Xingyu?"

Jiang Xingyu lowered his eyes, with a disappointed expression, "Brother doesn't hold Xingyu's hand, doesn't talk to Xingyu, doesn't laugh with Xingyu."

Jiang Heng was extremely remorseful. Seeing Jiang Xingyu say such words with such an expression felt as painful as piercing his heart.

"Brother was wrong," Jiang Heng took Jiang Xingyu's hand again, "Brother promises you, I will never let go of Xingyu's hand again."

Jiang Xingyu frowned, "Going to sleep."

Jiang Heng laughed, "Apart from eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet, brother will lead Xingyu wherever he goes, okay?"

Jiang Xingyu blinked, thought for a while, and then nodded in agreement.

"Okay, last question, does Xingyu know who his brother is?"

Jiang Xingyu didn't understand who else his brother could be, so he asked uncertainly, "Is my brother my brother?"

Jiang Heng said seriously: "Jiang Heng, my brother's name is Jiang Heng."

"Jiang...Heng."

Jiang Heng read his name from Jiang Xingyu for the first time. He had never thought his name sounded so good, and even his heart could not help but tremble a few times.

"Xingyu, do you still remember the full name your brother gave you?"

"Jiang... Xingyu." Jiang Xingyu was silent for a moment, "Jiang?"

Jiang Heng smiled gently, "Yes, Jiang."

"Jiang is the surname of my brother and Xingyu, which means we are a family, and my brother is Xingyu's relative."

Jiang Heng touched Jiang Xingyu's head, and then pressed it against his forehead, "So, Xingyu doesn't have to worry. Brother will never hate Xingyu, let alone leave Xingyu, you know?"

"I'm weird. Brother won't hate it?"

"Absolutely not."

"Won't you leave Xingyu?"

"will not."

"Will you like Xingyu?"

"I will always like Xingyu."