soft hedgehog

Early the next morning, Ji Tong ran back to school.Instead of going back to his own dormitory, he went straight to the postgraduate dormitory.

After all, it was Saturday, and Xi Jiacheng hadn't woken up at all. He got out of bed and opened the door after hearing the rapid knock on the door, with a very impatient expression: "Who is it?"

Opening the door to see Ji Tong, the irritability on his face has not had time to put away.

"Brother Jiacheng, it's me."

"Ji Tong." Xi Jiacheng put his left hand in his pocket, and turned his body sideways to let him in.

"What's the matter?" He asked as he walked to the bed and changed into a T-shirt, his head was still messed up like a chicken coop.

Ji Tong walked to Liang Yuchen's desk and stopped.Everything in front of them seems to be as usual, the books are still there, the desk lamp is still there, the basin and towels are still there, even the little Luffy ornaments they got from playing the gashapon machine last year are still there.

He suddenly had a thought in his mind: Maybe Liang Yuchen didn't leave at all, just to make him anxious, so he found a place to hide and retreated.

He hurriedly said, "My brother's things——"

"You're here to help your brother pack his things." Xi Jiacheng just turned around and interrupted him unintentionally, "It doesn't have to be so early."

The second half of Ji Tong's words were stuck in his throat, and he was still unwilling to reconcile after lingering for a long time: "He didn't even confiscate his things when he left?"

"I didn't make it in time." Xi Jiacheng grabbed his hair a few times, and treated him very casually, "Besides, he doesn't have any valuables. It's okay if you come, and I will probably help him collect them. Anyway, it will be ashes."

Ji Tong asked again: "Did he leave the dormitory directly yesterday?"

Xi Jiacheng was surprised, his hands stopped to say that he left yesterday. "

"Is not it?"

"Of course not. Didn't you see him when he left? Just that day."

Xi Jiacheng felt that this younger brother was really strange. The two quarreled so much that they pretended not to know each other when they met. Now that the man left, he ran over to ask him questions that his family members clearly knew better than him.After scratching his hair, he glanced over, but was startled by Ji Tong's expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that, it's so pitiful that I don't look like you at all..."

Ji Tong's bloodless face was as pale as paper, and he asked, "What day was that day, the day I met you?"

The two people seemed to be whispering, talking back and forth.

Xi Jiacheng had already noticed that something was wrong, so he calmed down and said casually: "That's right. The other place he went with his mentor that day did not fly from Pingcheng."

Ji Tong was quiet for a while, then let out a soft oh, and pretended to be calm on his face: "So that's the case, I didn't pay attention that day."

Then he sat down slowly, lowered his head with a fuzzy expression, and gave a little surprise, and said, "No, he didn't pick up his luggage that day, so he will be back soon?"

Xi Jiacheng said lightly, "The luggage is in the trunk."

Ji Tong groaned again, opened his mouth, but didn't make any more sound.

He began to try hard to recall the scene that day, Liang Yuchen glanced at him, he was sure.But when he wanted to see clearly what was in those eyes, he couldn't recall it no matter what.

One second is not even enough to sneeze, but it is not enough for him to watch Liang Yuchen enough.

Xi Jiacheng gave him space and said: "I have an appointment later, I have to go in and take a shower, you can figure it out, you decide what to take away and what to keep."

Walking to the door of the bathroom, he turned back suddenly: "By the way, his bicycle is still in the carport. Before leaving, he told me to sell it for him. I posted a post and no one responded to it, or I will—"

"Don't sell it!" Ji Tong interrupted hastily, and found that his voice was too loud after speaking, and said softly: "Don't sell it, it's such a trouble."

No matter how many kilometers that car has ridden, Liang Yuchen has traveled so many kilometers in Ji Tong's life.The wicker was twisted into the tire, and the two of them squatted on the side of the road to repair it. Liang Yuchen said that it was exhausting for Ji Tong to whip him with a wicker. Ji Tong said that Liang Yuchen couldn't even repair such a small fault.

Thinking of the past, Ji Tong had to hold back both crying and laughing, his expression was so weird.

Xi Jiacheng stared at his face: "Whatever, don't sell me to save trouble. The key is in the second drawer on the right, you can find it and ride away."

The bathroom door then closes and the air condenses.

Ji Tong opened the drawer.

The things inside were placed in a disorderly manner, not at all like the owner's style, and the key was the only thing he was familiar with.He looked through carefully, and saw a pair of wireless earphones of the same model as his, but they were only black, and Liang Yuchen could not take them away, and put them quietly in the drawer.There are also three Marlboros that have been smoked, two used lighters, an empty business card holder, the water payment certificate from the fruit shop, the exhibition brochure, and a box of stomach medicine.

This drawer is a hidden personal movie. To prevent spoilers, Ji Tong has never seen it.

He stared blankly at the opened cigarette case, recalling the cigarette butts on the ground that night Liang Yuchen kissed him.

Maybe Liang Yuchen didn't intend to hide it, but he never noticed it.Or maybe it’s not necessarily for others to smoke. After all, I often go out to meet people in the workplace, and handing cigarettes is a social etiquette.

What about the medicine?

Of course, the medicine will only be bought for himself, and there is only one kind of medicine, which means that Liang Yuchen only takes this kind of medicine.Since he didn't take headaches and brain fevers seriously, the illness that would make Liang Yuchen take medicine is naturally not a minor illness.

He hated himself for not paying attention.If it was him, Liang Yuchen would ask a question even if he coughed or sneezed.

He used to think that they were each other's Steadicam, recording each other's lives, from beginning to end, one shot to the end.Now he found that Liang Yuchen's movie had been carefully edited.

After watching the movie, he stood up in a daze, found a used paper bag from the room, packed all these things one by one, and selfishly decided to take them home.

Homes are full and empty and need these things to drive the memories out.

When he was leaving, he stopped at the door, turned his head to browse the entire dormitory, and went back to arrange his brother's slippers neatly and put them in the innermost corner of the desk.

My brother still needs to wear it when he comes back, so as not to get dusty.

He rode the bicycle away and rode home for more than 40 minutes, exhausted and out of breath.Ji Tong found that even without a passenger, it was not easy to ride home.After parking the car carefully, he went upstairs with his things, and tidied up everything in the room. The earphones were placed on the table, and the stomach medicine was written with an expiration date and put in the medicine box.As for the cigarettes and lighters, they are still stored in the drawer——

Let them be put together with the old brother's things.

It's a pity that Liang Yuchen was so meticulous that the dormitory was not cleaned up when he left, but the room where he had slept in for more than two years was carefully collected, and everything was taken away.

About... about in those few boxes in the dormitory.

Ji Tongfu had another epiphany.

My brother may come back, but he won't come back to this home, not here again.

Only his own things were left in the drawer in front of him. Ji Tong looked at them in a daze. After a long time, hope suddenly rekindled. He rummaged through a box and finally found something belonging to his brother.

It was the paper that Liang Yuchen folded when they first met, that paper house.Triangular roof, square walls, with windows drawn in pencil.At that time, maybe it was just a stack, and it was not folded firmly, but now it is loose when I take it out.

Ji Tong wanted to recover but was clumsy. He was so anxious that he cried but didn't dare to cry, for fear of dampening the last bit of his thoughts. In a hurry, he completely destroyed the paper house, and the paper returned to the square.

With the heart of the paper facing up, the little secret that had been stuffy for a long time came to light again.

Two years ago, Liang Yuchen scribbled a sentence hastily on the paper: désolé

It's just stacked up so that Ji Tong can't see it.

At that time, they were angry because of a trivial matter, Liang Yuchen wanted to apologize, but he couldn't let go of his brother's identity, so he gave up after finishing writing, without letting him see.

Ji Tong's eyes were swollen and hurt, and he said softly to himself: "No energy", and restrained his trembling body after speaking, but he couldn't help being happy in his heart.

Fortunately, my brother did not leave a single word.