paranoia

The attached primary school bell rang, and the primary school students rushed out of the classroom impatiently, jumping and running towards the parents waiting at the door.

A crisp female voice came from the crowded school gate: "Brother!"

Song Wanzhou lowered his head to read the text message Guan Zhiwen sent him a few minutes ago. His shoulder-length hair was tied behind him with a rubber band, and a large pure white round-neck T-shirt hung fluffy on his body. The clavicle, the fair skin is slightly pale, and it glows softly in the sun. He raised his head when he heard a familiar voice, because he saw the corners of the visitor's mouth slightly raised, and the two dimples at the corners of the mouth danced from shallow to deep.

The little girl with shofar braids squeezed out from the crowd, the wind gently lifted the thin bangs on her forehead, her eyebrows were curved, her jewel-like eyes flickered, her face was full of joy, and she threw herself at the school gate. On Song Wanzhou.

Song Wanzhou staggered a few steps, straightened the girl up and took the schoolbag she handed over, bent over to straighten her wrinkled skirt, with a smile on his lips: "Why is Mu Mu running so fast?"

Song Mu raised his head, with a playful smile, he held Song Wanzhou's arm affectionately: "Of course I miss you!"

Song Wanzhou scratched her small nose, smiled indulgently and said, "Do you miss me? Or do you want my brother to buy you something to eat?"

Song Mu laughed a few times, swung Song Wanzhou's arm back and forth, and said coquettishly, "I miss my brother the most, and then I want to eat snacks!"

Song Wanzhou led Song Mu to buy her an ice cream at the canteen. The little girl held up the ice cream and cheered and shouted "Brother is the best", her fair face was covered with chocolate stains.

Song Mu familiarly took out a pack of napkins from Song Wanzhou's schoolbag, and wiped his mouth indiscriminately: "Brother, why are you here to pick me up today, where are the others?"

"Your eldest aunt took grandma and your mother to travel abroad, and your uncle went to pick up Xiaojing from school." Song Wanzhou took out a wet tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, "Only your elder brother is here to pick you up." .”

Hearing that Song Kuanyu went to pick up Song Jing from school, Song Mu said without any surprise: "Did my second brother fight again? What is the reason this time? Was someone scolded or someone robbed his girlfriend?"

Seeing the familiar license plate number, Song Wanzhou led Song Mu to the opposite side of the road, opened the car door, and let her in first: "Don't talk nonsense."

Song Wanzhou is a sophomore in Hangzhou No. [-] Middle School this year. The school is very strict. From the first year of high school, students are required to live on campus. They can only go home on weekends and holidays.

Just after class this afternoon, the head teacher called over, saying that Guan Zhiwen had asked him for leave, and told him to hurry home and go to the attached primary school to pick up Song Mu.

"Brother," Song Mu played with his fingers, turned his head to look at Song Wanzhou's plain profile, "Will Second Brother be beaten to death today?"

As soon as the two stepped into the courtyard, they heard Song Kuanyu's furious voice from the room: "Song Jing, the older you are, the bolder you are, the bolder you are, don't you? Do you admit your mistake today?!"

Song Wanzhou ran into the house in a hurry, before he could put on his shoes, threw his schoolbag in the porch, pressed the feather duster that Song Kuanyu was about to knock down, and said anxiously to Song Jing who was kneeling on the ground: "Xiaojing, admit your mistake quickly, don't mess with Dad angry."

I saw Song Jing kneeling straight on the ground with his waist straight, his white and blue striped shirt was dotted with blood, his trousers were torn, his face was red and swollen, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his dark blue earrings glowed in the sun. dazzling light.He raised his head and his stern face was filled with irritability, and said impatiently: "Song Wanzhou, leave my affairs alone!"

Song Kuanyu got angry when he heard Song Jing's words, and asked Song Wanzhou to get out of the way.

Song Wanzhou hurriedly pounced on Song Jing, who was not afraid of death, and took a dust for him. His back was burning, and the pain was so painful that Song Wanzhou clenched his teeth so that he could not cry out. He persuaded his younger brother in cold sweat: "Little brother!" Jing is obedient, quickly admit your mistake."

"Song Wanzhou, how long do you want to be a good old man?" Song Jing simply pushed away Song Wanzhou who was protecting him, stood up from the ground, and went upstairs without looking back.

Song Kuanyu looked at Song Jing's indifferent back and Song Wanzhou who was lying on the ground, sighed heavily, threw the feather duster on the sofa, slammed the door and walked out, "You just protect him!"

The frightened Song Mu immediately ran over from the corner when her uncle left, helped her brother up, and asked anxiously, "Does it hurt, brother?"

Song Wanzhou stood up and went to the door to pick up the schoolbag, her face turned pale, and she forced a forced smile: "It doesn't hurt, is Mu Mu hungry? The nanny won't come today, brother will cook dinner for you."

Song Mu looked heartless, but what she couldn't stand the most was that her favorite brother Song Wanzhou was beaten, and she hugged his thigh and cried like crazy: "Why is uncle beating brother, it's obviously second brother's Wrong, the second brother is a big villain and he knows to bully his brother, so don't help him in the future, and he doesn't like you!"

Song Wanzhou rubbed her head: "Xiao Jing is not a big villain, Mu Mu don't speak ill of your second brother."

Song Wanzhou didn't understand when the relationship between him and Song Jing deteriorated like this, and it was still good until Song Jing was promoted last year.Song Jing proposed many times that he wanted to go to the same school as Song Wanzhou, to protect him, and finally went to Yucai, holding Song Wanzhou and crying hard all night, clamoring to transfer schools and be with his brother.Song Wanzhou had no choice but to persuade him to let him study first, and if he was not used to it, he would come to No. [-] Middle School with him.

But after going to Yucai and studying for half a semester like this, Song Jing seemed to be a different person, no longer dependent on Song Wanzhou in his eyes, but replaced by unfathomable indifference, even the word "brother" Don't shout, just call him by his first name.

At first, Song Wanzhou only thought of him as a rebellious youth, and didn't take it seriously. He still coaxed him and protected him as before, but the situation got worse and worse. Song Jing began to speak coldly to him, and directly Turn around and avoid being alone with Song Wanzhou.

They often fight outside, the two schools are not together, Song Wanzhou can hear who Song Jing is fighting with again from the mouth of the classmates, once the object of the fight is actually the monitor of the class next door, Song Kuanyu and Guan Zhiwen are in his school. In the past two years of junior high school, I don't know how many parent-teacher meetings have been held and how many parents have apologized to prevent him from being dismissed by the school.

The rumors and gossips spread so harshly that he forcibly passed on his well-behaved and sensible brother as a problem student who smoked, drank, fought in gangs and caused girls to have abortions.

Even Song Kuanyu and Guan Zhiwen asked Song Jing whether he was messing around at school after hearing about it, but only Song Wanzhou believed that his younger brother Song Jing was absolutely impossible to be such a person.

Song Wanzhou cooked noodles for three people, first served them to Song Mu whose eyes were red from crying, and then took Song Jing's share to knock on his closed door.

'Hang Hang Hang'

Song Wanzhou stood outside the door, knocked lightly on the door, and said softly, "Xiaojing came out to eat, and cooked your favorite noodles with fried sauce."

The only answer to him was the dull sound of something heavy hitting the door.

Song Wanzhou had no choice but to put the noodles at the door, knock the door again, and said nonchalantly: "I put the noodles outside, eat when you are hungry, and I also brought you an ointment to reduce swelling, remember to rub it Around the wound."

He deliberately stood at the door and waited for a while. The people inside stopped throwing things, but they still didn't come out.

After dinner, Guan Zhiwen called to ask how Song Jing was doing.

Song Kuanyu sat on the swing in the courtyard, looking up towards Song Jing's bedroom, the tightly drawn black curtains blocked the afterglow of the setting sun.He lowered his head and said softly, "Very good."

Guan Zhiwen's sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Yangyang, your father just called me and said that Xiaojing yelled at you again today?"

"Mom didn't. Dad exaggerated. Xiaojing is just in a bad mood today and can't control his emotions."

Guan Zhiwen wanted to say something else, but Tan Jing was calling her outside, so he had to hang up hastily, and asked him to take good care of himself and not to be angry all the time.

Song Wanzhou put down his mobile phone, his feet swayed on the swing, making a slight arc, and his let down hair covered his lonely eyes.

He thought he was finally superfluous to Song Jing.

After tutoring Song Mu's homework at night, it was past nine o'clock. Song Wanzhou went back to the bedroom to take a bath in his pajamas. When he passed by Song Jing's room, he saw that the noodle bowl at the door was empty, and the ointment also showed signs of being opened.

Song Wanzhou chuckled unconsciously, squatted down to pick up the empty bowl and went to the kitchen to wash it up.

Fortunately, at least I know that I want to eat when I am hungry.

Before going to sleep, Song Wanzhou checked his phone and received an apology message from Song Kuanyu.

Song Wanzhou just replied lightly: It's okay, it doesn't hurt.

Later, he still made a phone call: "Dad, don't hit Xiaojing next time. He is still young, so he can be taught well. Don't be aggressive with him, otherwise he won't listen. Xiaojing can't just fight with others casually. You wait for him to calm down and ask carefully, don't misunderstand him."

"Yangyang, you are harming him by protecting him like this! Do you think he still treats you like a brother now?!"

Song Wanzhou was stunned for a while, then pretended to be calm and said: "Dad, you know, I'm not his real brother, it's normal for him to alienate me."

"I'm just his younger brother. If I don't protect him, who will protect him?"

The next day Song Wanzhou woke up early, prepared breakfast and put it on the table, and then took the sleepy Song Mu out for a walk.

There were still tears in Song Mu's eyes that were forced out by yawning, and he followed Song Wanzhou half-closed: "Brother, what are you doing out so early? I'm so sleepy, it's finally a weekend!"

"Your uncle is away on a business trip, I'll take care of you on weekends," Song Wanzhou breathed in the fresh air in the morning, the swelling on his back from the beating subsided after a night, but the pain was still faint, "What do you want for lunch? "

Hearing eating, Song Mu immediately cheered up, trotted to Song Wanzhou, and said happily: "One hundred ice creams!"

Song Wanzhou laughed softly, and knocked on his naughty sister: "Can ice cream be eaten as a meal? Do you want curry rice? My brother will make it for you."

Song Mu muttered in a low voice: "Curry rice is obviously the second brother's favorite, but Mu Mu wants to eat ice cream."

"If you eat ice cream all the time, Twilight's short hair won't be able to grow. Do you want to keep your hair so short?"

Song Mu sighed pretending to be old-fashioned: "Well, Mu Mu also wants to have long hair like her brother."

Song Wanzhou's hair grew long again from junior high school, with an androgynous face, many people thought he was a girl.

Song Mu covered her mouth and smiled slyly: "Then brother just buy Mu Mu an ice cream!"