After arriving at Yi Ji, the group of people ordered dishes and sat down in a noisy manner. Everyone looked like they were looking forward to dinner and chatted casually, but in fact everyone's eyes were secretly looking at Jia Jun.

Although this little handsome boy liked to act like an adult and deep in the past, he was indeed not so depressed.

It's really pitiful. If it is really the first time that the dream is mistaken for bedwetting... Then I may have to be ashamed of myself for the rest of my life...

After Jia Dong learned about Fang Zhenyue's plan to talk to Jia Jun, considering that the first chat may not be effective, he volunteered to take the lead. He would talk to Jia Jun once to test the waters. If it is not settled, then use Fang Sir, the detective's killer.

After hearing this, Liu Jiaming immediately jumped and said that he was willing to cooperate.

So after the agents were seated, Yi Jiadong called Jiajun to help buy some alcohol from the canteen in the back to help with tonight's emergency, saying that there was not much alcohol in the shop.

Liu Jiaming quickly agreed and said that he would go with him to help.

The three of them then carried three simple carts for transporting goods, passed through the community and turned to the wholesale alcohol shop in the alley.

Jiajun didn't say a word on the way, and even looked around at the street scene with nostalgia. Even though Liu Jiaming was the more casual one in Group B, he could see that Jiajun 's expression was not right.

"Brother Jiadong, when was the first time you drank alcohol?" Liu Jiaming thought about it and started the conversation with the purpose of buying alcohol.

"The first time...I think it was the year I graduated from Form 8. I drank two bottles of wine at a class reunion." Jiadong thought seriously and answered very carefully. He was also thinking about how to bring the topic to something that might be troubling Jiajun.

"I drank alcohol for the first time when I was 14 years old, about the same age as Jiajun. I went to buy alcohol secretly with two friends and asked an uncle to buy it for us. We acted like we were doing something big, thinking that we were adults and very powerful before we drank. As a result, we were drunk and couldn't walk in a straight line. My mother scolded me when I got home. The worst thing was that I had a nightmare the next day, hahahaha... It's something that all men experience when they grow up. I thought it was some kind of disease caused by a hangover and was scared to death. Oh, childhood was really interesting. There were many things I had never seen, and the first experience was always very exciting. Now... Tsk!"

Liu Jiaming shrugged his shoulders, looking tired:

"Now it's the boring adult world. I envy Jiajun."

While saying this, she was looking at Jiajun's expression, and after she finished speaking, she looked directly at Jiajun.

There was no special expression on the little boy's face at all. Liu Jiaming simply bumped Jiajun's shoulder and asked with a smile as if he was chatting:

"How is it, little boy, tell the truth, have you ever had a morning erection? When you get up in the morning, your penis stands up? There are also wet dreams, which are oral sex when you fall asleep~"

Jiajun glanced at Liu Jiaming, reluctantly tugged his lips, and pretended to be chatting with a child about boring topics, and said calmly:

"I've experienced them all before. Last year I had my first morning erection, and this year I had my first wet dream after the Chinese New Year. These things are all taught in school classes, and I was the one who experienced them earlier among our classmates. Baoshu is one year older than me, and it happened later than me. He was scared to death for the first time he had a wet dream. I should tell him how to deal with it."

"Ah... so strong?" Liu Jiaming pursed his face. It seems that he is not troubled by the problems encountered during puberty.

Why?

"It's a pity that I was not the first one in our class to change my voice. But it's okay. There are people who change their voice and grow taller at the age of 16 or 17. My older brother and sister are very tall, and my second sister is also taller than most people around her. I'm not in a hurry." Jiajun spoke with reason and evidence. It is obvious that he knows these things very well. Maybe he understands the principles better than them, the adults.

Liu Jiaming and Jiadong looked at each other and showed doubts one after another.

"I should have told you these things first. I was too busy these years and missed a lot of your things." Jiadong looked at his younger brother who was like a little adult, and felt inexplicably guilty.

Many people say that he is both a brother and a father, and he takes good care of his younger siblings. In fact, he still missed a lot of things and ignored many of his younger siblings' growth moments.

"What's wrong with that? I figured these things out myself. Isn't that how everyone grows up?" Jiajun didn't care, and seemed very open-minded and cheerful.

Liu Jiaming looked at Jiajun carefully, and really didn't think he was a child who would write a suicide note because of trivial matters.

The four brothers and sisters of the Yi family are all very strong people, like weeds growing out of the soil, they are still full of vitality under wind and rain.

But in this way, the matter seems to have become more complicated.

What is the thing that can make such a child feel despair?

Liu Jiaming was originally very optimistic, thinking that it must be just a child's trouble, but now he couldn't help but worry.

Everyone chatted about some things in adolescence, and Jiajun occasionally participated in a sentence or two, but it was of no use in digging out the secret of Jiajun's sadness.

The three of them returned with three small carts full of wine and drinks. When they put some wine on the wall cabinet, Yi Jiadong shook his head at Jiayi and Fang Zhenyue.

After Liu Jiaming sat down, he whispered to Jiayi about Jiajun's performance and speech, as detailed as relaying a confession to his superiors.

Jiayi then met with Fang Zhenyue and chatted for a while. At this time, Baoshu came back with the dishes. When he passed by Jiayi, he leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Eleventh sister, Jiajun doesn't seem to be heartbroken."

"Why?" Jiayi immediately raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I came back from school with Jiajun today, and I talked to him about a classmate in our class who fell in love too early. I said that classmate was so upset when he broke up, but he got a new girlfriend after just a few days." Baoshu's expression was extremely serious, "and then Jiajun looked very disdainful, and said with a pout..."

Baoshu recalled and turned around to see that Jiajun, who was helping with the cashier at the counter, was not looking at him. So he acted like a little adult, as if everyone else was drunk and he was

the only one sober, and said: "Falling in love too early is stupid. It wastes time and emotions, and it's just for temporary happiness. It has no vision, and you will suffer sooner or later~"

Baoshu imitated it so well that everyone was stunned for a few seconds.

Liu Jiaming was the first to react, and he raised his thumb and said, "Baoshu, follow Doufuzai's lead and become an actor."

"I don't want to." Baoshu's expression instantly returned to his own, and he waved his hand and said, "I want to do business and make a lot of money."

"The risk is also very high." Liu Jiaming immediately replied.

"..." Baoshu glanced at Liu Jiaming, raised his hand to suppress it, indicating that 'this topic is over', and then lowered his head and continued to talk to Jiayi:

"Jiajun is not the kind of person who talks hard. He said that because he really doesn't agree with premature love. So it must not be a broken heart."

Jiayi let out a long sigh.

"But his academic performance is also very stable. I asked him again and I am absolutely sure." Baoshu also spoke like an adult, lowering his voice, as if he was trying to comfort someone by imitating Fang Zhenyue.

"Thank you, Baoshu, the golden little spy!" Jiayi responded with a smile, pretending to be relaxed, not wanting the child to worry with her.

"Well, if there is anything else you need to ask, just tell me and I will ask again." Baoshu straightened his chest instantly.

After dinner, Fang Zhenyue called Jiajun to go buy ice cream for everyone. Jiajun walked beside Fang Zhenyue, looking at Fang Zhenyue's shoulders and long legs from time to time. After admiring them, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

He thought he was doing it very secretly, but he was still caught by Fang Zhenyue.

When Jiajun was looking at Fang Zhenyue's arm, Fang suddenly turned his head and caught Jiajun's eyes. When the other party's face instantly turned red, he asked:

"Why do you always look at me?"

"..." Jiajun hesitated for a long time, and then said awkwardly: "When I grow up, I also want to become a man like Brother Yue, tall and majestic."

"Yes, you see Brother Jiadong is also very tall and strong." Fang Zhenyue followed Jiajun's words, "Do you know what your eyes are saying?"

"What?" Jiajun raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"It's a pity that I can't grow up to be a suave adult like Brother Yue~" Fang Zhenyue imitated Jiajun's tone of voice.

"What?" Jiajun quickly concealed his eyes, as if he was worried that Fang Zhenyue would see through him, and smiled dryly.

"When I was young, I was always worried that I wouldn't be able to grow up to be what I wanted to be." Fang Zhenyue noticed Jiajun's appearance, and then went on to say, "Even when I was in puberty and hadn't started to grow taller, I was afraid that my classmates would bully me, so I put on a cool and fierce expression all day to show that I was not easy to bully."

If Jiajun was bullied by his classmates, he would be interested in talking to them at this time, or at least have a different expression.

Fang Zhenyue observed carefully, but saw that Jiajun was no different from before, just turned away sadly, completely interpreting the lonely and immature temperament of "the whole world doesn't understand my pain."

If it wasn't campus violence, then what was the reason?

On the way back and forth, Fang Zhenyue asked for a long time, but the experienced old agent didn't get any useful information.

Jiayi was going crazy when she found out that all the possibilities they had guessed had been ruled out.

On the way home in the evening, Jiayi simply treated Jiajun like an adult and asked him to go to the bar on the way.

The young boy was so frightened that his eyes widened. Although he didn't say anything, his expression was obvious enough: Big sister, what crazy thing are you doing?

"It's this time, the dessert shop, coffee shop and so on are closed. Let's go to the bar together and order non-alcoholic drinks." Jiayi tilted her head and looked at Jiajun, "Okay?"

She seemed to respect her brother's opinion very much.

Yi Jiadong and Jiaru actually wanted to follow, but after everyone discussed it, they were worried that Jiajun would be under great psychological pressure if there were too many people, so they asked Jiayi to talk to Jiajun alone.

Jiajun looked at his eldest brother and second sister, thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

Along the way, he followed his elder sister to a nearby bar. He kept thinking about what his elder sister wanted to talk to him about. Recalling the reactions of Baoshu, his elder brother, Jiaming and Yue, he had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

So, sitting in the bar, he looked around curiously. Jiayi also ordered drinks for the two of them. While waiting, he spoke directly:

"Sister, I'm not heartbroken, and it's not because of the changes in my body during puberty..."

Jiayi held her breath, looked at him for a while, and then let it out.

Jiajun has been precocious since he was a child, so maybe he doesn't need to consider so much, so let's talk openly.

"Actually, I don't want to ask about everything or be in charge of everything. My brother and I have the same idea. We both hope that you and Jiaru can grow up freely and comfortably. We also don't want to act like we know everything better than you and be in charge of everything just because we entered society earlier than you... But, Jiajun, I've been too worried lately. You--"

She wanted to say that she had seen his suicide note, but was worried that he didn't want anyone to know that he wrote a suicide note, so she forced herself to hold back and said,

"I'm so afraid that you're unhappy, bullied, or encountering some big difficulties.

" "You know, we all love you very much. If you encounter any difficulties, I am 100% willing to help you. Even if the problem is difficult, just tell us and we can solve it together."

"But I just started working. Although I have some savings now, I know that they were all earned by my sister at the risk of her life. "Jiajun lowered his eyes sadly.

Jiayi's heart tightened, she grabbed the boy's hand, not allowing him to struggle until Jiajun looked up and looked at her, she said:

"I work so hard because I like this job, not to make money. So don't equate my hard work with the money. If it's just a problem that can be solved by money, then it's not a problem at all. At worst, you can give it back to me when you make money in the future."

"But I'm afraid that I won't be able to grow up, and I can't wait for the day when I make money. I don't want to waste the money you and my brother have worked so hard to earn." Jiajun shook his head stubbornly.

"How can you think like that? Family is always the most important. There is nothing in this world that can compare to you, Jiajun! "Jia Yi became more and more anxious as she looked at him.

She believed that even if she spent all the money she saved now, she could still earn more in the future.

If something happened to Jia Jun, and she had to die just to save money, she would regret it for the rest of her life!

At this moment, Jia Yi could vaguely understand the despair of Wang Weiya, the suspect in the "Inflatable House Murder Case". The feeling of not being able to save the family you love is scary just to think about it.

"Every day I watch my eldest sister get up early to go out for a run, and come back covered in sweat. I had so much fun studying every night that sometimes when I got up to pee, I saw the light on in the study... I saw in the newspaper that you jumped from the fifth-floor window, and there was also the video of the murder of Ye Yongqian. The robber almost shot you... I used the money to buy a shop. Now that I have some money, I want you to buy your own house."

Jiajun saw that she was about to speak again, so he shook his head to stop her and continued:

"It was not easy for me either. He raised the three of us, and now everyone is talking about him being a bachelor at an old age behind our backs.

"He gets up early every day to work, and comes into contact with a lot of weird people all day. He often encounters rude and disrespectful bastards, but he still responds with a smile. I get so angry every time I see this..."

"Big brother's money is also hard to earn. I don't know how much oil and smoke he inhales. His hands are always burned with circles of round scars, and his face is often covered with oil and smoke. He is obviously very handsome...

"Big brother has finally saved some money, and now he has a house. If he doesn't find a wife, he will get old... I can't take big brother's money."

The young boy who said this seemed to have grown up overnight, with the aura of an adult, and the generosity and maturity of considering the younger generation.

There was even a trace of sadness in his eyes when he looked at her, which was sympathy and heartache for her and Yi Jiadong, the two adults who supported the Yi family.

Jiayi hadn't asked the reason yet, but Jiajun's eyes had already forced her to cry.

She wiped her face, and she couldn't hold it back any longer. She held back her sobs and asked anxiously:

"So what happened? Why do you need money?"

Jiajun raised his head in the dim light of the bar, looked at Jiayi, and gently handed a tissue to his elder sister, and then sighed.

It seemed as if he still wanted to keep the secret and shoulder everything alone.

But Jiayi's eyes were too eager, and she tightened her grip on his hand, even trembling a little. Jiajun finally lowered his shoulders:

"I've watched several Korean TV dramas, and the symptoms are exactly the same.

"Afraid that I was wrong, I went to ask Uncle Daqiang at the Daqiang Clinic on Maple Street. Although I didn't tell him who was sick, he also said that the symptoms were very suspicious. He told me seriously that the person with these symptoms must go to a big hospital for a thorough check-up. It can basically be confirmed... Big sister..."

He raised his head, "I went to the library to check it out, and the symptoms were the same as in the book. There is no cure for this disease now. Even the process of maintaining it is very difficult. Not only am I suffering, but my family's assets will be completely emptied. So I don’t want to be treated. Although I am very young, I also hope that I am doing something. I hope you can respect my choice and let me have dignity—”

“Wait!” Jiayi retracted her hand, sat up straight, and stared at Jiajun without blinking, “What are the symptoms? What disease?”

“…Okay.” Jiajun took a deep breath and said seriously:

“1. Bruises and punctate bleeding often appear on the body;

“2. Shortness of breath, dizziness, and anemia after exercise;

“3. Blood vessels are easily ruptured and not easy to heal. I have nosebleeds three or four mornings a week, even in school;

“4. Swollen gums and swollen lymph nodes.”

As he spoke, Jiajun touched his neck and turned his head to let Jiayi touch it too.

Jiayi really touched a small bump. She blinked, trying to digest his words, and continued to listen with a thousand thoughts.

"And, 5. Headache..." Jiajun rubbed the area above his ear, indicating that it hurt.

Jiayi smacked her lips, "So you think you have leukemia?"

Jiajun seemed to be very afraid of that word, and he closed his eyes tightly, endured it for a while, and then said in a low and hoarse voice: "Yes, sister, it's also called leukemia."