Yizhi

Zhao Huan and the sunglasses that couldn't stand were just right on the bridge of Song Yezhi's nose.The rest of the people were playing beach volleyball, and he was the only one lying on the beach chair, looking at the dark sky, the dark sea, and the dark people through the black lenses.

After Yi Qingwei scored a lore, Wang Xinghe signaled to stop the game on the opposite side, and a group of people walked over to drink water to replenish energy.Yi Qingwei pulled on his vest as he walked, wanting to lift it up for air, but taking care of his image, he kept it half-exposed.

They all went to unscrew the bottle cap, but Yi Qingwei walked up to Song Yezhi.He lowered his eyebrows, hooked his fingers lightly, and lifted up the sunglasses that covered half of Song Yezhi's face.

Song Yezhi simply tilted his head and closed his eyes, saying, "The sun."

Putting his hand away, the sunglasses returned to their original positions. Yi Qingwei took the water on the table at hand and said, "I always feel like you are looking at me. It was when I was playing, and it was also when I came here just now."

Song Yezhi nodded hastily: "Yes, I wish my eyes would stick to my uncle. I don't appreciate the beauty of the sea, and I only look at you when there are so many people."

Yi Qingwei gave a "tsk" in disgust, the child didn't know when he learned irony so slipperyly.

Not a good habit.

After Yi Qingwei finished drinking the water, tightened the bottle cap, and those who were fanning the wind to enjoy the cool air heard Song Yezhi yelling for mercy, looking over, he was restrained by Yi Qingwei, unable to move.Yi Qingwei scratched the itchy flesh on his waist, but Song Yezhi couldn't twitch, like a fish begging for water, he admitted his mistake.

Zhao Huanyu came closer to observe, to be a happy wall plant, and to help whoever spoke well.

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"Wang Xinghe, find Xiao Yang and borrow a hair tie from her."

"Can you stop messing around with others?" Wang Xinghe squinted at them.

The sun was shining, and the crowd on the beach was exposed to the sun naked.After applying the sunscreen, Song Yezhi sat on the chair, Yi Qingwei stood behind him and fiddled with his hair, and found that it was really possible to tie it. He planned to tie up the upper part of Song Yezhi, which was refreshing and cool, and looked handsome.

Yi Qingwei rolled his eyelids: "Otherwise I'll mess with you?"

Zhao Huanyu ran over from a distance, half wet, whether it was sweat or sea water.

"My brother asked who of you wants to go surfing with him!"

"Let him wait for me." A few strands of hair were hanging down in his hand, and Yi Qingwei managed to grab them again, "Zhao Huanyu, do you have any extra hair ties?"

Zhao Huanyu patted his wrist: "Yes, you go, I'll come."

Yi Qingwei pointed to her wrist: "Just give it to me."

Zhao Huan let out a "tss".

The tall ones went surfing, and the short ones just played in the shallow sea.

The sea is better than a swimming pool. The water is running water, and the tides are surging, rising and receding.Although I was always pushed and pushed by it, I somehow felt free.

"Shall we go diving later? It looks so professional." Zhao Huanyu said.

The last time Song Yezhi dived was in junior high school, the sea was not good, the water was muddy, and he couldn't see anything clearly. His ears started to hurt after diving a few meters. The experience was not very good.

He looked over to the diving area and said, "Then you have to pick a good instructor."

A group of children beside them screamed suddenly, it turned out that a big wave was coming towards them.Everyone didn't hide, and stood upright waiting to be hit by the waves. Afterwards, they spit water and laughed excitedly.

A rainbow-colored ball floated in front of Song Yezhi, he picked it up in his hand, and hit it like he was practicing volleyball.The little boy received it and said sweetly, "Thank you brother".

Song Yezhi swam up to Zhao Huanyu, tilted his head to look at her, looked at her for a long time, and asked, "Is the sunscreen not working? Why do I think...you've already turned dark."

"Sunscreen..." Zhao Huanyu touched his face and yelled in dismay, "Ah! I didn't put it on at all! Damn it! Shen Le even borrowed it from me and never returned it!"

Song Yezhi patted her on the shoulder: "Also...it's not too obvious."

Zhao Huan and Qi Chong rushed out of the sea and went to the beach, Song Yezhi called her from behind, it's too late to wipe it off now.

She turned around and said, "Then go diving."

Zhao Huan and Zheng picked up the diving suit, listened to the coach explain how to balance the ear pressure, and noticed that Song Yezhi was standing still in a daze, she poked his arm and asked, what are you looking at.

Song Yezhi frowned and said, "The rainbow ball and the little boy are gone."

"Rainbow Ball?"

"Wait, don't dive yet." Zhao Huanyuzheng was puzzled, and was dragged by Song Yezhi to run to the beach just now. To be precise, it was farther from the beach just now.

Song Yezhi pulled her to stand still, pointed to a vague black spot in the sea in the distance, and asked, "Is it a child?"

Zhao Huanyu blocked the sun with her palm, squinted her eyes, and said that she also saw the rainbow ball.

Song Yezhi took a deep breath, and shouted into the sea, his throat cracked: "Hey—don't pick it up—come back!"

If the distance is too far, the words will be caught in the sound of the huge waves as soon as they are blurted out, which has no effect.

Song Yezhi took off his shirt and shoes, and ran towards the sea barefoot: "Zhao Huanhe! Go and call someone!"

Zhao Huanyu followed behind and shouted: "Xiao Ye, what are you doing! Wait - I will go if I want to, I am better at swimming than you."

After a few words, the dot in that direction has become farther and farther away, looming.

"You have to have good physical strength. I have also been swimming since I was a child. You go and come back quickly. I will swim closer and call him. It's okay."

He also turned around and smiled, as if to comfort her.

After speaking, he plunged into the water and swam away.

Song Yezhi thought that there was no such thing as childhood shadow, but he was wrong.It turned out that the sense of fear was rooted deep in the brain, like a shadow, and it was on the verge of breaking out.When he was only in his early ten years old, he was also trapped in the empty sea, surrounded by sea and sea, boundless, as if he could no longer escape.

At this moment, he could only swim forward under the pressure, staring at the point that became clearer, wanting to hurry up, and hurry up.

Every time he gets closer, he shouts, "Hey—look here—"

When the little boy finally heard the voice and turned his head, Song Yezhi's voice was already hoarse, and his mouth and nose were full of salty seafood.The boy was wearing a cute orange inflatable swimsuit, holding the ball tightly with his hands, the only color surrounded by blue, like holding a life-saving straw.

Seeing Song Yezhi, the little boy stared dully for a while, and only burst into tears when the person really got closer to him.

"Shh—do you have no strength?" Song Yezhi went to hold his hand.

All he knew was crying, terrified, just chasing a ball, but when he came to his senses, he seemed to have strayed into another dimension, leaving him alone, with no end in sight.

Song Yezhi coaxed patiently: "If you cry again, you won't have the strength anymore. Come on, brother will pull you back to swim back. It's very close. It's okay. Don't cry, okay? Where is the ball? You take your ball, we will slowly You, okay?"

The remark of "very close" is completely deceitful. On the return trip, Song Yezhi was equivalent to dragging dozens of catties on the swim, and from time to time he had to say something to calm the child's emotions.After swimming a few meters, a wave pushed over and returned to the original place.The limbs were numb and gradually became heavy, Song Yezhi thought, if it was Zhao Huanyu, maybe he would have to float with the child and cry waiting for someone to save him.

In the end, Song Yezhi was supported entirely by willpower, repeating movements numbly and mechanically, and he didn't even know whether he had moved forward half a point.After some time, when he could barely see the phantom of the beach, he saw Yi Qingwei first.

He and Wang Xinghe were wearing life jackets, standing upright on the speedboat, and they were also a little bit smaller, but Song Yezhi recognized him at a glance, and even seemed to be able to see his cold face and frowning eyebrows.

The roar of the speedboat became louder and louder, Yi Qingwei couldn't wait to get close, and jumped into the sea.

He swam to himself.

Song Yezhi didn't know if the little boy saw himself as he saw Yi Qingwei now.

He relaxes with all his strength, looking at Yi Qingwei who is ups and downs in the sea, the urge to cry surges up regardless, like churning waves.But it really couldn't find the reason, and it was compacted in an instant and sank.

Wang Xinghe dragged the little boy, and Yi Qingwei dragged him.

Yi Qingwei had a cold face, falling off the ice, and when he was called "Uncle", he just glanced at him indistinctly, and continued to carry him to the speedboat without saying a word.

Near the beach, the speedboat stopped.The two men picked up the person next to them and walked to the ground.The little boy obediently hung on Wang Xinghe's body, weeping and wiping away his tears, while Song Yezhi kept struggling, "Hey—" cried: "I still have strength!"

Unable to move, he built a strong cage for him.

When the little boy's mother saw her son, she knelt directly on the sand, lying in a weak ball.Dad ran over to pick him up, kept bowing, and said thank you with red eyes.

Wang Xinghe supported his bent waist, wiped the water on his face smartly, and pointed to Yi Qingwei's arms with a smile: "This is the one to thank!"

Everyone focused their eyes, Song Yezhi was so anxious that he repeatedly patted Yi Qingwei's arm, low and anxious: "Uncle!"

Yi Qingwei relaxed.

Just landed, his legs softened, and he knelt down, at the same level as the little boy's mother.He slowed down, helped the aunt up by the way, and persuaded: "Little brother is fine at all, just a little scared."

Zhao Huanyu shouted from the side: "I'm very, very, extremely, scared! I jumped as soon as I said it, and I didn't hear anyone finish a sentence!"

Song Yezhi quietly glanced at Yi Qingwei's face, they were being dragged by the little boy's parents to invite them to have dinner together at night.He pretended to support his waist, and said in a moderate voice, "I'm really tired. I'll go back to the hotel to take a shower and lie down for a while."

After speaking, he dragged Zhao Huanyu to the hotel.

After a few steps, Yi Qingwei stopped him.

"Song Yezhi."

"Don't sleep after taking a shower, wait for me." He said.

Song Yezhi cleared his throat, coughed, and replied, "Oh."

On the way back to the room.

"Why did you call Uncle and the others? Isn't there a lifeguard?"

"I can't find a single lifeguard!" Zhao Huanyu said angrily, "And my first reaction was to look for my brother and the others." She stared at him quietly, and curled her lips, "You are really scary."

Song Yezhi laughed at her: "Didn't you rush to take it back then? You still blame me."

"I'm only going to fight you when you go, and I don't have the guts to leave me alone!" Zhao Huanyu patted his chest tightly, thinking of Song Yezhi running into the sea without hesitation, "Xiaoye is really wild and handsome. "

Song Yezhi rubbed his wrists, his eyes glistened under the sun, and sighed: "...I'm really going to be scolded this time."

The promise was so, but when Yi Qingwei opened the door of the room, he saw Song Yezhi lying on the bed, fast asleep.He stood in front of the bed and waited for a few seconds before going to the bathroom to take a brief shower.

Song Yezhi quietly opened his eyes, thought for a while, and decided to turn over and bury his face in the quilt, so that he didn't have to work hard to pretend and greatly reduced the chance of being exposed.

When he almost fell asleep, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop.Then there was the movement of rummaging through boxes and boxes, and then there was ice on the legs, and the wet and cool liquid poured up, and Yi Qingwei's fingers also covered it, pressing slowly and heavily along the muscles.

Yi Qingwei was massaging him to relax his stiff and sore muscles after high-intensity exercise.Calves, thighs, shoulders, arms, no one is spared.

The emotion that was blocked back in the seawater now overflows in all directions, more turbulent, wrapped in pain.

"Is it still sore? Does it hurt?" Yi Qingwei asked.

As soon as he entered the door, it was obvious that he was pretending to be asleep.

But the man still ignored him, Yi Qingwei knelt on the bed with one leg, pressed on his calf, and reached out to fish out the man's face from the quilt.It was moist to the touch, and Yi Qingwei thought it was the undried essential oil in his hands, but after a closer look, he realized that Song Yezhi was silently shedding tears all over his face.

What are you crying for?

Yi Qingwei, who had been holding on to airs all this time, softened instantly, and his tone softened, holding Song Yezhi's face condescendingly, with focused eyes, wiping away his tears.

"Why are you still crying?" Yi Qingwei asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling a little scared now?"

In fact, he was the one who was afraid.

"Do you know that when Zhao Huanyu came to us crying... Forget it. Stop crying, or say, blame me for killing you?"

Song Yezhi choked with sobs and let out some sound.Hearing his words, he shook his head like a rattle and reached out to hug him.

Yi Qingwei bent down to lean on him, lowered his body, and let him hug his neck tightly on a half-kneel.The material of the summer clothes is thin, and the collar is soaked by Song Yezhi's tears as soon as it is close, seeping into the texture of the skin.

"Baby, you performed very well today, you look like a man." He lightly pinched the back of Song Yezhi's neck, "But it won't be allowed in the future."

"It's okay to save people, but you can't put yourself in danger, okay?"

Song Yezhi was still shaking his head vigorously.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?" he asked.

"Still crying so fiercely? Didn't you just have no fear? If you cry again, you won't be able to see people. A bonfire banquet was arranged at night." Yi Qingwei patted him on the back and said.

Yi Qingwei could sense that his emotions were not due to what happened just now, but he couldn't think of other reasons either.On Song Yezhi's body, shedding tears is no small matter, let alone the endless tears now.

Cry as if you have gained something, and cry as if you have lost something.

Yi Qingwei has no conclusion.

During this period, Song Yezhi raised his head, with drops of water hanging from his eyelashes, and looked at Yi Qingwei like this, resolute and courageous.He wanted to give him a piece of advice: You can be nice to me, but don't be so nice to me.

And this perseverance and courage are things floating in the sky, born out of thin air, without foundation, not firm, just a little bit, and then drowned by tears that flowed out unconsciously.

He buried that shoulder again.

Song Yezhi wanted to stay in this embrace forever.

Now his thoughts are confused, he can only think up and down, and after thinking about it, he just repeats those few words:

I ask for nothing.

It doesn't matter if you can't get it.

You must never leave me.

Song Yezhi didn't go to the bonfire banquet, and developed a low-grade fever in the afternoon. After taking the medicine, he covered himself in the quilt and sweated.Before Yi Qingwei went to the banquet, he went to the restaurant to bring a bowl of porridge, and told him to wait for it to cool down before getting up to drink it.

It was not yet dark, Zhao Huanyu had a conscience, and brought a bowl of meat to the room to watch Song Yezhi drink porridge.

"Would you like to eat this grilled fish?" She picked up a handful and wanted to pass it to Song Yezhi's mouth, but she missed and fell off the bed.

"Hmm..." Song Yezhi glanced calmly, "It's okay."

Well, there's another bed.

He sat up, put the pillow up on his back, drank the porridge and ate the meat.

"You also brought my uncle's sunglasses?"

Zhao Huanyu lowered his head and took off the sunglasses hanging from his collar: "I forgot to return it to him."

Song Yezhi tossed the paper to wipe his hands, brought the sunglasses over, and put them on himself.

"Can you see me looking at you?"

Zhao Huan and Wei Qi tilted their heads and looked around for a long time before shaking their heads.

"It's pitch black."

"I'll just say it." To be on the safe side, Song Yezhi put it on for Zhao Huan and said, "Look at me."

Zhao Huanyu: "I'm watching, can I?"

Song Yezhi shook his head.

Zhao Huanyu said: "It's very good, like the games I played when I was not mentally developed, and I can relive the fun of my childhood."

Do have fun.

If there were no two thin lenses to cover each other, how dare Song Yezhi's eyes follow him unscrupulously, and when he looks over, how dare he not know how to avoid it, and stare directly and fiercely at him.

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Song Yezhi: I really don't like to cry.