he is a transparent person

Childhood jokes traveled through time and reached Jiang Yao's ears, and a long-ago name was about to come out. He tentatively asked, "Ning Ming?"

He Ming let go of Jiang Yao, a smile finally appeared on his brows and eyes, "Remember?"

Jiang Yao looked at the other party in surprise, and after a while, he choked out, "You, why are you so tall now?"

He Ming is far from the weak, pale and weak Liu Fufeng when he was a child, but once he knows the identity of He Ming and looks at the other person's appearance, he can be vaguely connected with the thin and weak person many years ago, just as beautiful , Exquisite, but more sharp and sharp.

He followed He Ming to stand up, raised his head slightly and looked at He Ming in disbelief, the other party let him look at him generously, and even turned around to let him see more clearly.

When he met his childhood playmate who had been separated for many years in University A, Jiang Yao was surprised and delighted, "Why didn't you tell me that you are Ning Ming, no, you changed your surname..." He recalled the past, and asked cautiously, "Did you take your aunt's surname?"

He Ming nodded and smiled, "After my parents divorced, I went with my mother, and she changed my surname."

Jiang Yao bit his lower lip, and unconsciously looked at He Ming's bare arms. Fortunately, he didn't see any bruises or scars on his fair skin, but there was a burn on the inside of He Ming's arm, which was ironed out by cigarette butts. Yes, there is still a very shallow scar left.

Following Jiang Yao's line of sight, He Ming moved his arms slightly, as if covering his ugliness, and quietly hid the scar.

Jiang Yao quickly withdrew his eyes and said, "Did you recognize me in the military training that day?"

Speaking of this, He Ming's expression darkened, "Yes, I knew it was you at a glance."

Jiang Yao and He Ming haven't seen each other since the fourth grade of elementary school. After nine years of separation, He Ming's appearance has changed too much. It's normal for him not to recognize him, but he still feels very guilty. After all, He Ming has appeared in front of him more than once. , The two even had a conversation, but he failed to recognize each other.

Jiang Yao was full of apology, and opened his lips, but He Ming had already anticipated what he was going to say, and said first, "Don't say sorry to me, I am already very happy to see you again."

Jiang Yao couldn't help but be moved by the preciousness in the other party's words, as if no matter how many years had passed, he was He Ming's most valued friend, although at that time, He Ming seemed to have no other choice but him.

—

Jiang Yao and He Ming are classmates in elementary school. He can't remember clearly about the first and second grades, and he also forgets whether he has talked to He Ming. But something happened in the third grade, which made Jiang Yao remember deeply. It was also from then on that he and He Ming gradually began to communicate.

When Jiang Yao was in elementary school, his personality was not very sensitive, he was easily shy, and he would stutter when he said a few words to others. Although he would not be rejected in the class that is said to be the most lively in the whole grade, he did not make many friends, my friend When playing, I will call him by the way, but it doesn't make any difference whether he is there or not, even if he is there, he is still a border role.

As long as Jiang Yao can remember, he seems to have been in this state, and it is difficult to change after he gets used to it.

Jiang Yao's troubles were ignored at best, while He Ming's situation was much worse.

He Ming, who is in the third grade, already looks outstanding, with a slapped face, fair skin, delicate eyebrows and delicate nose, but his facial features did not develop at that time, and because of his developmental delay, his white and thin body was wrapped in In the gender-neutral school uniform, at first glance one would think it was a pretty girl with short hair.

But just as compelling as his appearance is his family.

Everyone knows that He Ming has a father who likes to drink and beat people.

Education tells everyone not to treat classmates differently, but for ten-year-old children, He Ming who goes to school with injuries is different—sometimes He Ming's eyes are swollen, and sometimes the corners of his mouth are broken , sometimes green arms...

Timid children will be scared to cry by He Ming, and some parents will complain repeatedly, hoping to let He Ming transfer to another school.

He Ming never defended himself, and he didn't hang out with any of his classmates. He lowered his head every day and wore long sleeves to cover his scars in the summer, and refused to take them off when he was sweating.

The teacher called He Ming's parents to mediate, and tried to persuade He's father.

Father He, who doesn't drink alcohol, is a reasonable "good man", his head should be fine, and He Ming will still be wounded in two days.

As the old saying goes, it is only natural for Lao Tzu to beat a boy, but at most it is someone else's "housework", and no one can intervene.

As time went by, the teacher had no choice but to allow He Ming to come to school with injuries every now and then.

Being isolated, surrounded, watched with sympathy, surprise or fear, this is He Ming's life.

At that time, He Ming still followed his father's surname, named Ning Ming. Jiang Yao knew that there was such a person, and sometimes he would secretly look at the bruises on the corners of the other's eyes, and quickly took them back if he was found.

He didn't have any malice, he just felt that He Ming must be in pain, but he didn't have a precise understanding of this pain.

Until Jiang Yao saw with his own eyes how the wound on He Ming's body was born.

It was one day after school in the first semester of the third grade. Jiang Yao was sitting in the back seat of the battery car, staring at his mother's back in a daze. When he passed by the gate of an old community, he just took a second look and saw He Ming being held by a The thin man kicked away and fell to the ground like a sack.

After the battery car drove a certain distance, Jiang Yao turned around in panic.

He Ming, who was kicked to the ground, seemed to be used to such cruel beatings, but he staggered up from the ground, and as soon as he stood still, he met the terrified Jiang Yao face to face.

Jiang Yao's heart was pounding with fright, and he didn't dare to look any more in panic.

That night Jiang Yao had a rare nightmare, and the main character in the dream was He Ming who was covered in injuries.

Before going to school the next day, he saw a jar of ointment for scratches in the cabinet at home. He put the ointment in his schoolbag by mistake, and then secretly put the ointment in He Ming when there was no one in the classroom in the morning. in the drawer.

He watched He Ming all the time, and saw that the other party took out the ointment, and then looked in his direction.

Jiang Yao pursed his lips tightly and stared nervously at He Ming's pale face. He thought, He Ming is so beautiful, how could anyone be willing to hurt such a beautiful face?

He Ming didn't use his ointment, returned the ointment to him after class, and said coldly, "I don't want it."

Jiang Yao's kindness was not responded to, and he didn't feel discouraged—it was just that He Ming was in too much pain, and he should take the initiative.

He Ming's wrist is so thin, even thinner than his. He Ming is so short, even shorter than him. How could He Ming's hair be dry...

Jiang Yao started stealing bread and milk from home to give He Ming extra meals, but everything he sent out would be returned intact. A week later, he and He Ming had a conversation in physical education class.

In summer, He Ming was wearing long sleeves, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and said, "I don't want your things."

Jiang Yao failed to take the initiative to make friends for the first time, feeling a little at a loss, "How much..."

He Ming still said no, Jiang Yao was in a hurry, and went directly to pull He Ming's hand. He Ming was weak and didn't shake it away. Jiang Yao saw the bruise hidden under the wide cuff, as if it had been burned, and murmured Ask, "Does it hurt?"

He Ming's eyes turned red.

Jiang Yao let go in fright, "I didn't bully you..."

A few short conversations ended here, but He Ming did not return the things Jiang Yao fed back the next day.

Jiang Yao also got his wish and made the first good friend in his life.

—

The past seems to be just yesterday, Jiang Yao looks at He Ming who is now 187 tall with envy, wondering.

He has been stagnant at 177 since his sophomore year of high school, and he has been unable to break through 1.8 meters. This is what Jiang Yao cares most about in the past few years.

When the two talked about the past, they both felt a little emotional.

In the second semester of the fourth grade, He Ming's mother finally made up her mind to divorce her husband who was abusive. She transferred He Ming to another school and took He Ming to live in another city. The two lost contact for many years. He's mother was worried that He Ming could not keep up with his studies due to family reasons, so he let He Ming study in the fourth grade for another year, so He Ming and Jiang Yao went to college in the same year.

Jiang Yao is very fortunate to be able to see He Ming again after so many years, and now knowing that He Ming has endured all hardships and was admitted to University A, he is also sincerely happy for He Ming.

He couldn't help laughing. Seeing He Ming, half of his body leaned forward and sighed, "Jiang Yao, I miss you so much."

Jiang Yao mumbled, and smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

He and He Ming haven't seen each other for too many years, and He Ming is very different from before. He couldn't find the best way to get along with each other for a while.

Fortunately, He Ming seemed to feel his embarrassment. Seeing the registration form on the desktop, he changed the subject, "Which club do you want to join?"

Jiang Yao thought for a while without concealing it, "Student Union."

"I'm free, I'll accompany you to the interview."

Jiang Yao asked, "What about you?"

"I will go to whichever department you go to."

He Ming's tone was brisk, and Jiang Yao couldn't tell the truth from the fake, so he nodded his head slowly with a smile on his lips.

When sending He Ming to the door, He Ming suddenly said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"what is the problem?"

"keep your word....."

Jiang Yao's ears warmed up, "Stop making fun of me."

He Ming smiled without saying a word, walked to the stairs and looked back, Jiang Yao had already closed the door.

He stared silently for a while, his lips fluttered, "I'm not kidding."

Three ways

Xiao He: I took the script of the tragic hero waiting for the little sun to save, how can someone compare with me?

Xiao Xie (gritting teeth): ...