What I remember
She let go of his hand, patted his clothes, hugged the camera to her chest, and told him, "Then take a picture next time."
Lin Nanyan fastened his unbuttoned collar with a cold face, turned around and walked towards Chen Heng.
Chen Xu did not join in the fun. The first time he saw the person on the ground, he hurried forward to help him.
A drunk person's weight is several times heavier than usual, and Chen Heng is a big man. He supported him and almost fell to the ground when he couldn't get up.
Just as he was getting anxious, the pressure in his hands suddenly eased. He looked up and saw that it was his brother's classmate.
A smile appeared on her fair cheeks. "Sorry, I'm a little weak."
Lin Nanyan glanced at him and somehow thought of Wang Huaqiang whom he had met during the day.
They are obviously two different faces, but at a certain moment they have a striking similarity.
Lin Nanyan's gaze fell on the boy's almost bloodless hand with purple veins. He lowered his eyes, hiding the deep thought in his eyes.
"It's okay." He said lightly, using force in his hands to push the boy's center of gravity down towards him.
Zhang Yuexuan trotted a few steps, stuffed the Rubik's Cube into her pocket, and stepped forward to replace Lin Nanyan. "I'll do it."
Lin Nanyan looked at the vaguely familiar face that appeared before him, "Who is this...?"
Chen Xu put Chen Heng's arm on his shoulder and replied, "Zhang Yuexuan, my friend."
"We took a taxi and are nearby. Thank you, classmate."
The two of them supported Chen Heng as they walked away. As Lin Nanyan watched, he suddenly remembered that it was the girl who appeared in the park with Momo.
Chen Xu also showed up that day, so that day, Chen Xu and Zhang Yuexuan made an appointment to go to the park together?
Is it a coincidence that Chen Heng, Chen Xu and Zhang Yuexuan are in the park together?
Or, tracking?
“Hmm—”
Hearing the girl's movement behind him, Lin Nanyan turned around and saw her turning the bottle upside down. Only the last drop of wine dripped onto the table, leaving brown ripples.
Seeing him looking at her, she threw away the bottle of wine, stroked the camera in her hand and smiled foolishly.
Lin Nanyan: ...
He took a big step forward and reached out to take the camera. Jiang Qing dodged cleverly, "Mine...mine."
"It's yours, no one will snatch it from you." Lin Nanyan sighed helplessly, squatted down, straightened the girl's arms, and squeezed in between.
Jiang Qing felt a flash before her eyes, and an annoying dog head appeared between her precious camera.
She reached out to push it, but it didn't move. She was so angry that she grabbed it twice.
Lin Nanyan, with messy hair, hung the girl's arms around his neck, straightened his waist, and carried the girl on his back in an instant.
He walked very steadily without causing any bumps to the person on his back.
Jiang Qing felt dizzy. After struggling for a while and finding that she couldn't drive away the dog's head in front of her, she gave up and lay on the boy's shoulder with exhausted strength, smelling the faint refreshing scent coming from under her body, and felt drowsy.
Lin Nanyan shrugged, "Jiang Jiang, don't sleep."
"Hmm—I see."
Lin Nanyan asked: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable after drinking so much? Do you want to eat something else?"
“Hmm—”
The person on his back didn't move for a long time. Just when he thought the girl had fallen asleep, he suddenly felt the cold touch on his neck, flowing down his skin.
Lin Nanyan's whole body was stiff, tears were streaming down his face.
Hot and cold tears.
Tears lasted all day.
Lin Nanyan found it difficult to describe the feeling in his heart. He originally thought that Jiang Jiang didn't care that much about his feelings.
Jiang Jiang is very happy every day. He has so many friends around him, and he is one of them, a special yet not-so-special person.
It was just because the two of them had been together for too long, and because Jiang Jiang was still brooding over the nine years of absence without saying goodbye, that the relationship between them became so confusing that even Jiang Jiang herself was confused.
That's why she said that, I don't know.
But it doesn’t matter. As long as Jiang Jiang is safe and as long as she is not hurt, he will definitely be able to suppress his feelings and protect her as a brother.
But now, when Jiang Jiang's tears burned his heart drop by drop, Lin Nanyan was not so sure.
What if... What if...
Isn't it just possessiveness?
If Jiang Jiang really loved him as a member of the opposite sex with all her heart...
"Jiang...Jiang Jiang, you like..." Lin Nanyan spoke with difficulty, his fingertips clenched involuntarily.
"I remember." Jiang Qing suddenly muttered, her fingers tightly gripping the person under her.
"Remember...what?" Lin Nanyan's voice was very soft, so soft as if he was afraid of waking someone from a dream.
Jiang Qing opened her eyes and looked ahead in confusion. The world lit up with stars in her eyes.
She reached out to grab it in fascination, but found nothing.
"I remember the day my grandfather passed away."
Lin Nanyan paused slightly, and his wandering thoughts returned to the past as the girl spoke.
The sky is blue, the sun is bright, and in the summer when everything is growing vigorously, the Jiang family's house is empty.
He went to look for Jiang Jiang to play with, but he couldn't find her no matter where he looked.
Later, it was his father who took him to the Wang family's house in the countryside, which was hung with white cloth.
Turning around the fence that blocked his view, he saw Jiang Jiang kneeling in front of the coffin with a blank look on his face, neither crying nor making a fuss.
Xiao Nanyan ran over, and Jiang Jiang looked up at him as if he was seeing him for the first time.
He didn't know what was going on, but he instinctively knelt down and hugged her, clumsily imitating Aunt Wang's usual gesture of patting her back.
Little Jiang Qing burst into tears, wetting the white cloth tied around his chest.
The wind blew, and snow-white paper money scattered all over the sky, and the deafening trumpets wailed.
Later, little Nanyan found out that Jiang Jiang no longer had a grandfather.
The old man who appears at the Jiang family’s door every summer will not come next summer.
"Grandpa was taken away for cremation. I remember that too." Jiang Qing murmured.
She remembered the pile of white bones that were pulled back.
Remember the black marks all over the bones.
"Mom stopped me from watching, but I watched it secretly," Jiang Qing closed her eyes and tightened her arms, "I watched it."
Lin Nanyan knew because he was right next to him.
Jiang Jiang took a look and went through the entire funeral process as usual, but suddenly developed a high fever at night.
Lin Nanyan didn't see Jiang Qing again that week.
Jiang Qing stayed in the hospital for a week because of illness.
During that week, Xiao Nanyan regretted it every day.
I regretted not knowing the seriousness of the matter and not stopping Jiang Qing.
A week later, Nan Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lively little Jiang Qing again.
At that time, he naively thought that everything was over.
But, no.
Later, Lin Nanyan always knew that there was no such thing.
"Mom thinks it's best if I forget," Jiang Qing said, her eyes aching. "So, I just forgot."
"In the hospital, I completely forgot everything."
Jiang Qing choked up, "I thought Mom would get over it."
"But today..." Her voice trembled, "Today at Grandpa's grave... she said... she said..."
Jiang Qing couldn't continue speaking at the end.
There was a hint of red at the corners of Lin Nanyan's eyes. He patted Jiang Qing's trembling body with his hand and listened quietly.
After a long moment, Jiang Qing said in a hoarse voice, "She said she felt that Grandpa was always blaming her."
"It's obviously not like that..." She cried, "It's not like that."
Lin Nanyan blinked away the moisture in his eyes, "Yes, that's not the case."
Jiang Qing just felt very cold, so she moved closer and closer, absorbing the warmth coming from the boy's body.
"Grandpa Wang is a very good person. He doesn't resent his family. He doesn't resent them. He doesn't resent them..."
The boy's voice was like the gurgling of water, with a soothing tone.
Jiang Qing stared blankly ahead. The hunched old man seemed to be smiling at her within her sight.
Lin Nanyan said: "Grandpa Wang has turned into a star in the sky. He has been protecting you all the time."
Jiang Qing tilted her head and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky and the flickering planes gliding across the sky.
Where do people go after they die?
Jiang Qing didn’t know, but she wanted to convey her thoughts to the starry sky.
If the stars can twinkle, if the universe has rules, if the deceased is far away in a space unknown to her, then, unknown existence in this world, please quietly tell him about this longing.
Jiang Qing closed her eyes and prayed in her heart.
A crystal tear rolled down from the corner of her eye, carrying with it endless longing and guilt.
Lin Nanyan carried the girl on his back, walked under the starlight, passed through the lights, through the corridors, and through the deserted alleys.
The girl was quiet for a long time, her breathing gradually became steady, and she fell asleep.
Lin Nanyan walked more lightly. There were a few lights on in the buildings in the community, and Lin Nanyan could see the dim and warm light that was unique to the Jiang family.
He tilted his head slightly and said softly, "We're almost home, Jiang Jiang."
"Uh-huh?"
Jiang Qing closed her eyes and asked, "Is anyone home?"
Lin Nanyan estimated, "It's one in the morning."
"How could that be?" Jiang Qing muttered, "It was just before seven o'clock."
She wanted to turn over, but her stiff body was trapped in place.
Seeing this, Lin Nanyan loosened his grip slightly to give her room to move and stretch.
"It's true. All the shops near the community are closed."
Jiang Qing opened her eyes sleepily, and saw few people on the familiar street. A ray of sunlight shone into her drunken mind.
Lin Nanyan looked up and said, "The lights in your house are still on. Aunt Wang and Uncle Jiang should still be waiting for you."
Jiang Qing jumped off Lin Nanyan's back in a daze, staggering and almost falling. Fortunately, Lin Nanyan was prepared for her move and reached out to support her in time.
Jiang Qing leaned over and looked at him again and again.
"Oh, it's you, brother." She suddenly said expressionlessly.
Lin Nanyan choked and didn't know what to say.
Jiang Qing looked at the boy's hand supporting her arm and sneered: "Brother and sister are so close, what's the matter, are you afraid that your sister-in-law won't be jealous?"
Lin Nanyan: ...
Jiang Qing pulled her hand back, tried hard to keep her balance, and walked forward like a cat. However, she was still unaware of anything and felt that she was completely normal and had been sober as to be unable to wake up anymore.
Noticing that the boy had been following her, she turned around.
"Everyone go home, understand?"
Lin Nanyan: "...My family lives here too."
Jiang Qing slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, yes, look at my memory."
Seeing the girl bending over to climb the stairs, Lin Nanyan said, "Do you want to go to my house first..."
"Stop!"
Jiang Qing immediately straightened her back, stood up, and scolded him righteously.
"Brother, I tell you, from today on, you are you and I am me."
She emphasized the word "brother" very much, constantly reminding the boy opposite, "We are not yet at the point where you go back to my house and I go back to yours."
Lin Nanyan: "Bending over will break the camera. Also—even if we want to talk about our relationship, you should call me brother."
"Tsk!" Jiang Qing sneered, "Stop pretending to be cool."
"Besides, where's the camera...?"
The girl's voice couldn't help but rise in surprise.
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