God said I would meet you

Lin Ye and Wang Xiu left.

Lin Jinyu led Zhang Xinli and Zhang Xinhe upstairs, and brought them slippers. After Zhang Xinli changed the shoes after familiarizing himself with the way, he turned to his brother and said, "You haven't eaten dinner, let me serve you a bowl of noodles."

Zhang Xinhe didn't speak, just shook his head, and walked in like a robot.

Lin Jinyu looked at this slender and thin boy and said, "Eat some, there is broth, which is good as a topping." He said, "Well... your brother is delicious."

Strictly speaking, they had only met a few times, and Lin Jinyu was a complete outsider to him, a few words of persuasion were fine, but it was inappropriate to keep talking.

Zhang Xinli has probably seen him looking all the way like this. He is already tired from changing cars, and he has to wait on him all the time. At this moment, he still looks half-dead, and he hates iron and steel: "Speak, you always look like this. What's the use? Do your parents want to see you like this?"

Zhang Xinhe seemed to have made up his mind to keep silent to the end. Zhang Xinli put his bag away, pushed him to sit on the sofa, and said, "What are your plans? Summer vacation is only a few days away. After school starts, your textbook fees, accommodation, etc. What to do with Fei, whether you are ready, you have to tell me in advance."

Zhang Xinhe finally said: "...I don't want to go to school anymore."

Lin Jinyu stood aside, her heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

Zhang Xinli said, "What do you mean?"

"Literally," Zhang Xinhe said, "Brother, I don't want to study anymore. I still have 2 yuan at home. I'll take it to Guangdong, and I don't need you to worry about it in the future."

Zhang Xinli almost didn't start directly, he said: "What nonsense are you talking about here, you don't even have 16, you haven't graduated from junior high school, what can you do when you go out?"

"Entering the factory," Zhang Xinhe said, "it's nothing unusual. If you enter the factory early, you can also enter late. What's the use of reading that year? There are many uncles working there in the village. If you go away, the boss will also come in." I will, and acquaintances can take me with me."

Zhang Xinli said, "Absolutely not."

"Why not?" Zhang Xinhe spoke a little louder: "Even if you finish this year, you still have to go out. What's the use of studying this year?"

"It's not just this year," Zhang Xinli said, "It's also your parents' wish to go to high school and go to university. Don't think about things here."

"Wake up, brother!" Zhang Xinhe said: "Don't say that I may not pass the exam. Even if I do, what should you do, what should you do, uncle? Tuition fees and living expenses can be tens of thousands a year. You have to go to school!" He said: "What's the use of studying for so many years? You don't want to work when you come out, why don't you make money earlier? Working in a factory with this time, you can spend a few more years of working time and get thousands of dollars more Already!"

Zhang Xinli was unable to start a heated debate with him on the esoteric question of "why people should study" and finally persuade him, so he could only tell him repeatedly that it was absolutely impossible.

Zhang Xinhe said loudly: "Not everyone is like you, going to a big city to study! You can also go to study!"

Lin Jinyu stood aside and saw the two of them talking louder and louder, and finally they were almost quarreling, so she tried to be a peacemaker and said, "Okay, forget it, how about..."

Zhang Xinli and Zhang Xinhe were in a state of fierce confrontation, and neither of them paid any attention to Lin Jinyu's peaceful voice. They were still confronting each other, and their voices became louder and louder.

"I said..." Lin Jinyu couldn't bear it any longer. She slapped the table and roared like an angry dragon, "Enough is enough! How long are we going to fight!"

His voice overwhelmed the quarrel between the two. Zhang Xinli and Zhang Xinhe were silenced by the yelling, and they both turned to look at Lin Jinyu.

"..." Lin Jinyu: "I mean it's really late now, why don't you rest first, what's the matter... I'll talk about it later."

The phrase "I'll talk about it later" always solves a lot of problems temporarily.

Zhang Xinhe said: "I'm going to sleep...I want to be alone, is that okay?"

He said this to Lin Jinyu, and Lin Jinyu said: "Of course, you... want to sleep in my parents' room? There is also an air conditioner, if you feel hot, you can turn it on yourself."

Before Zhang Xinhe could speak, Zhang Xinli had already spoken first: "No," he said, "It's not suitable, it's fine for him to sleep with me."

Then where do you sleep... Lin Jinyu actually had an answer in his heart, but he didn't say it.

Zhang Xinli took out an old towel and toothbrush wrapped in a fresh-keeping bag from his bag, probably belonging to Zhang Xinhe brought from home.

"Does the water heater work?" Zhang Xinli led Zhang Xinhe to the bathroom: "...the water doesn't seem to be boiling. I'll adjust it. You can brush your teeth first. You can take a shower if you want. Put your clothes on the shelf and get them later. Come out and I'll wash it for you."

Lin Jinyu watched Zhang Xinli nagging all the way, pouring water for Zhang Xinhe, and even squeezed toothpaste neatly... He had never seen Zhang Xinli treat others so nonchalantly, with such patience, and with such meticulous attention to detail.

After all...he is his real brother.

Lin Jinyu wanted to ask Zhang Xinli where he slept, but he was in a very contradictory state of mind, wanting to get close to Zhang Xinli, but also wanting to stay away from him.

Lin Jinyu said, "Why don't you sleep in my room, and I'll sleep in my parents' room..."

He asked twice, but Zhang Xinli was busy talking with Zhang Xinhe, so he didn't hear him.

Lin Jinyu didn't get a response, so she kept her mouth shut.

He went to the small bathroom that came with the master bedroom to brush his teeth. When he came out to get a towel, he heard Zhang Xinhe turn on the water, and shouted in the bathroom: "Brother," he said, "Why doesn't this water come out, I don't seem to know how to use it."

The shower in Lin Jinyu's house has three water outlets. It is probably because the water outlet of the shower was turned off during the day and it was not turned back.He was just about to tell Zhang Xinhe how to adjust it loudly, but he opened his mouth halfway, and Zhang Xinli had already replied: "What?" Then he rushed over in a hurry.

Zhang Xinhe opened the bathroom door and said, "This one has no water, I don't know how to do it."

"Turn that over." Zhang Xinli took a look in, probably thinking he was too stupid, so he didn't avoid suspicion, so he went in and helped him fix it, and then tried the water temperature to make sure everything was in place before turning the shower back on again. Hand it to him: "Okay, you can try the water temperature, and tell me if you have any questions."

Lin Jinyu listened to Zhang Xinli's instructions, that voice was full of concern and love that belonged to her brother.

He thought: This is not mine.

Zhang Xinli opened the door and came out, but Lin Jinyu avoided it.He went back to the master bedroom to wash his face. Zhang Xinhe was using the water heater, so he didn't compete with him for the hot water, and let the cold water flow over his cheeks and chin.

It's sad, the death of a parent sounds like something so far away, but it happens all over the world.

It’s just an understatement of a critical illness notice, the person who brought you into this world has since left, no one will make you breakfast, and no one will add clothes to you, you will suddenly be alone, from now on I have to go alone.

Always be alone.

Lin Jinyu was very sad. When he walked into the room with drops of water on his forehead, he saw Zhang Xinli standing by the railing of the balcony with his back turned to him.

It was past two o'clock at night, most of the lights outside the window were turned off, and the night of the whole city surrounded him. He stood in the sultry summer night wind, and the smoke from his lips seemed to be a helpless sigh.

Lin Jinyu stood at the door and watched him for a while, then walked over, stood behind Zhang Xinli, leaned on him lightly, and said, "It's okay, everything will pass."

Zhang Xinli didn't turn around, just smoked one after another: "...I know," he said, "Go to sleep."

Lin Jinyu has never wanted to hold his hand, hug him, kiss him, cry when he wants to say sorry to him, no matter how much pressure he has, there will be tomorrow... But he dare not, he He was afraid that if he got too close, he would lose control of himself, and Zhang Xinli would be aware of the abnormal liking in his heart... He couldn't go so close.

Salinger said: "Loveisatouchandyetnotatouch."

Love is wanting to touch, then withdrawing.

Probably liking someone is like this, always swinging between self-affirmation and self-doubt, wandering between conceit and inferiority complex, sometimes the heart is sweet as if it is about to bloom, sometimes worrying about gains and losses, and crying when the night is dark.

Lin Jinyu leaned her head gently on his back: "...Brother," he said, "It's okay, I'm here."

Zhang Xinli seemed to be surprised for a moment, probably because of those childish stubbornness, Lin Jinyu never called his brother face to face, but at this moment Lin Jinyu thought: Even if he can only be his brother, it is better than no one.

Zhang Xinli said, "Why did you suddenly call me this?"

Lin Jinyu breathed in his pleasant smell, put her chin on his shoulder, and said like a boy comforting a good buddy: "Ah, it's your younger brother. Seeing that you are sad, let me call out to make you happy."

"Thank you very much." Zhang Xinli squinted his eyes in the lingering smoke, holding a cigarette between his fingers, "What do you mean by having you?"

"Of course it means literally," Lin Jinyu said: "At worst, I will give you all my pocket money, and I will also give you the red envelopes for the New Year. Tens of thousands of yuan, and I won’t spend anything I receive in the future, and I will give it to you.”

Zhang Xinli said, "Don't be childish, it's all yours."

"It's just because it's mine, so I gave it to you generously," Lin Jinyu said, "You certainly can't be ashamed to ask for my father's. It doesn't matter what I own, anyway, it's just eating ashes there."

Zhang Xinli didn't speak, Lin Jinyu leaned over, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and said, "Give me a puff."

"What do you smoke?"

Zhang Xinli's body temperature is warm, and Lin Jinyu is indeed a little sad, sour, astringent, a little bitter, but also a little sweet: "Try it, are you allowed to smoke or not?" He began to morally kidnap: "I am so generous. , You are so stingy, isn't it appropriate."

Zhang Xinli turned his head to look at him for a while, probably thinking about it.After three to five seconds, he stretched his right hand holding the cigarette to the right, and moved closer to Lin Jinyu.

This was obviously agreed, Lin Jinyu put his arms around his shoulders and leaned over, took his hand, wrapped it around the place Zhang Xinli had just smoked, and took a slow and deep breath.

It was the first puff he had smoked since he grew up. It was not as spicy as he imagined, and the soft golden sand had a soft and long taste and a strong aroma.

The smoke exhaled by Lin Jinyu brushed Zhang Xinli's chin lightly, and they stared at each other in the night.

...For a moment, he felt that Zhang Xinli knew about it.