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Ye Wanlu, he also gave me a violin.

With a blank expression on her face, Ye Sizan suddenly turned the car around at the next intersection, because the speed of the car was high and the road surface was wet after it had rained.The right tire of the car slid down, and the screeching sound of brakes entered Sang Yintian's ears instantly. He squinted at Ye Siran and grabbed the seat belt on his shoulders.

Sang Yintian began to think about whether his actions were correct, or for Ye Siran, whether now is the best time to uncover the scars.

"Ye Siran... If it's really hard, then we shouldn't—"

"It's okay, this time... I want you to see it myself." Ye Siran suddenly interrupted Sang Yintian, still in a lazy posture, turning the steering wheel with one hand, and biting his lower lip fiercely.The force was so strong that the corners of Ye Siran's mouth began to turn red, "I don't want to hide any longer... I don't expect that I can surpass anyone, I just..." Ye Siran began to choke, and he raised his hand to pinch his chest Neck, "I... I just want to see the light after this darkness."

"Uh..." After hearing this, Sang Yintian felt a dull pain in his chest. He reached out and patted Ye Siran's back lightly, but he didn't know what to say to comfort the boy.

This kind of distress signal is too familiar to Sang Yintian.

"You can always see it." Sang Yintian turned his head away and stopped looking at Ye Siran's face.The light and shadow cast by the street lamp intertwined old and new, Sang Yintian leaned against the window with his arms raised, and the dim light also overlapped and overlapped on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, Sang Yintian finally saw a familiar building outside the window.

this direction.

Isn't it the direction to Ye Siran's house?

It's not that Sang Yintian has never been there before. In that villa, there is nothing but basic furniture and hanging paintings.

No, actually there are.For example, the room on the second floor that was deliberately locked.

"This is the third time I've been to your house." Sang Yintian was still looking out of the window, with his right fingertips scribbling on the glass window from time to time. "If Xiaohan finds out about it again, she will probably drag me to gossip endlessly. I won't be responsible for clarifying at that time..."

"Really? Then don't clarify, it's not the first time anyway." Ye Siran smiled and parked the car in the exclusive parking space in the yard.

The car was completely turned off, but Ye Siran didn't intend to open the door to go out. He untied his seat belt and turned to look at Sang Yintian, the co-driver, "The first two times were accidents, but this time, I did it to you." people's invitation."

After speaking, Ye Siran got out of the car.Coming around from the rear of the car, he helped Sang Yintian open the passenger door.Then he made a "please" gesture in a very gentlemanly manner. "Come down."

Sang Yintian turned his head sideways, and began to wonder if the person with red eyes who looked tormented four or ten minutes ago was Ye Siran.

It is said that there are only three things, but when Sang Yintian came here for the third time, he still couldn't help being excited.He got out of the car and followed Ye Siran into the door.

The furnishings in the living room were still the same as before, and the tulle curtains were blown to the floor-to-ceiling windows by the wind.Ye Siran turned on all the lights in the living room, and walked slowly towards the stairs.Probably because he glanced at the photo frame on the table inadvertently, Ye Sizan subconsciously paused.

"Ye Wanhui... is seven years older than me." Ye Siran said suddenly, with a helpless smile, "I was just born when he was in elementary school. The photo on the table was taken at Ye Wanhui 7 It was taken on my birthday."

Obviously this photo has been stored here for many years, but Ye Siran has never looked at it several times. Besides Ye Wanlu, he also hates the other two people in the photo.It’s just that now he recalled it suddenly, and seemed to have a different emotion. Ye Siran took a deep breath, and moved his right foot a step towards Sang Yintian, “Ye Wanlu is very good and works hard. He used to When I was in school, I won many awards... He even gave me a violin."

When she said this, Ye Siran's eyes couldn't help but turn red again.Afraid of being seen by Sang Yintian, he raised his face, widened his eyes and rubbed vigorously twice.

Sang Yintian stood in a harsh position, with his back facing the stairs, he didn't speak, but heard Ye Siran's trembling ending.Sang Yintian didn't look back, just bent down and picked up the photo frame on the table.

The last time I came here, I just took a few casual glances, but this time I was able to take a few more open and aboveboard glances.

"You two really look alike..."

Eyes, eyebrows, nose, lips...it seems to be carved out of a mold.It's just that there is too much confusion in Ye Siran's eyes.

It's an emotion a child shouldn't have.

"Like? Where does it look like?" Ye Siran couldn't help laughing, sighed, bent over and fumbled for a long time in the crevice of the stairs until he found a dusty, old-looking key Appearing in his palm, Ye Siran stood up again, "Actually, we are not alike at all."

Ye Siran blew off the black fluff stuck to the key, "Follow me."

Sang Yintian put the photo frame back where it was, and followed Ye Siran upstairs.At the corner of the stairs on the second floor, Ye Siran stopped suddenly, his eyes staring straight at the locked room ahead.

The fear in his heart seemed to have turned into a villain. He smiled wantonly at Ye Sizan, and even stuck it in his ear, saying, "You weakling, what right do you have to look at me directly? It's best for you to give up." home."

"Brother Yintian." Ye Siran closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to get that black shadow out of his mind.

Ye Siran rarely calls Sang Yintian that way.

"Huh?" Sang Yintian followed and stopped.

"If one day, you find out that I'm actually not that good, will you continue to be friends with me?" Ye Siran's voice gradually lowered, "If one day, you find out that I'm actually very bad, very bad, will you continue to be friends with me?" Make others hate you, you..."

Ye Siran suddenly couldn't continue talking about the rest, he wanted to ask too many questions, but he knew all the answers.He and Sang Yintian are people from two worlds, but Sang Yintian is kind-hearted and walks with him for a while.

But he greedily wanted Sang Yintian to accompany him on the walk.Ye Siran knew that the rest of his road was muddy again.And Sang Yintian loves cleanliness so much, how could he make himself into a mess.

"Forget it...those are not important." Ye Siran breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed a lot, "Actually, what I want to say is, Sang Yintian...will you save me?"

Sang Yintian hesitated for two seconds. The question came so suddenly that he was completely unprepared.In other words, he never thought that a person like Ye Siran would ask such a complicated question.

How can a person who can't even save himself save others.

Sang Yintian took the key from Ye Siran, and looked down at it by the light of the corridor. "Your brother came to see me before. You know, his business card was left at my house. I remember I told you that he was just here to buy paintings, but in fact I lied to you. Buying paintings was just an excuse. He want to make a deal with me..."

Maybe by opening the door in front of him, Sang Yintian will see all of Ye Siran's past.Whether it's sorrow or the dark side he never showed, these belong to Ye Siran, the person he has tried to pull out of the abyss countless times.

"To be honest, I'm not interested in those things between you. In this world, there are a lot of people who have lost hope in life and want to use suicide to escape. I completely understand their feelings. Similarly, I will be sad and feel sorry to see similar news... But even so, it does not mean that I have to step forward and help each of them." Sang Yintian turned around suddenly, and gently swept away his right hand. Bai Hui rubbed against his left shoulder, "So at that time, I rejected all your brother's requests. But..."

Obviously, in this incomplete or even untenable transaction, Sang Yintian was originally the one who could stop at any time, but now, he became the one who was stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself.

"But what..."

"But I found out later that when that person really appeared by my side, I still couldn't stand by." Sang Yintian laughed suddenly, his expression calm like a pool of stagnant water.The whole second floor was so quiet that he could even hear Ye Siran's slight breathing.

And it looked like he was about to cry.

Sang Yintian doesn't like Ye Siran crying.He pursed his lips twice and continued, "Besides, you look very much to my liking. I want you to take off all your clothes and stand in front of me naked. I want to completely imprison you in my picture frame , Sometimes even I think it’s too crazy.”

Ye Siran was stunned for a moment.

He knew that Sang Yintian was deliberately making him happy.But for some reason, he just couldn't laugh.His heart felt numb, as if it had been electrified, and he didn't know if it was his illusion.

Ye Siran raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows twice.

"Hey, Ye Siran, do you still have any conscience? I've said it so bluntly, why don't you laugh?" Sang Yintian was stunned for a few seconds, then leaned over and raised his hand to pinch Ye Siran's chin Face, once was not enough, Sang Yintian pressed the corner of Ye Siran's mouth and lifted it up. "That's right..."

"Uh..." Ye Sizan suddenly squeezed Sang Yintian's hand, gently rubbed the back of his hand with his palm, and finally opened the door in front of him with his hand.

A strong musty smell swept over in an instant.

"Cough, cough..." Sang Yintian frowned, pulled his hand out of Ye Siran's, and covered his mouth and nose.After a while, Sang Yintian raised his eyes to look at Ye Siran who was standing motionless beside him.

"Hey, don't you have a sense of smell, kid?" With such a pungent smell, Ye Siran didn't even frown.Obviously, when he went to the restaurant before, he just smelled a little smoke, and Ye Siran felt very uncomfortable.

"You used to...couldn't be pretending?" The corner of Sang Yintian's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

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The light in the small black room was turned on by Ye Siran. Because of the age, the light was not on, and it was barely possible to see what was stored in the room.

The room is not big, it looks more like a small storage room, which is full of sundries.Especially the children's bicycles piled up in the corner are particularly eye-catching.Sang Yintian had some impressions, because when he was young, he also had the exact same one, and he used to wrestle with it a lot.

Beside the dilapidated children's bicycle, there is a broken cardboard box.Sang Yintian walked over holding his nose, craned his neck and glanced inside.

"What's inside...the primary school certificate?" Sang Yintian suddenly put down his hand, squatted down slowly, and waved his wrist in the air twice, trying to use this weak airflow to take away the dust in the cardboard box .

But these broken cardboard boxes have been piled up here all year round, not to mention the black surface, and even some places are covered with a thick layer of dust, Sang Yintian didn't know where to start. "I can't see that you still have such a strange collecting habit?"

Ye Siran didn't say a word, walked over from the door, squatted beside Sang Yintian, stretched out his hand, took out all the things stored in the cardboard box, and finally put them gently on the floor.

"Ye Siran... No. 4 in the singing competition of Xicheng No. 2 Primary School... No. [-] in the Boys' High Jump Group of the Sports Meeting of Xicheng No. [-] Primary School... Yo, I can't see that you were so good when you were young." Before he had time to read the old certificates scattered on the ground, Ye Siran suddenly handed over a thick stack of certificates of honor, he blinked, and in order to prevent Sang Yintian's hands from being dirty, he sniffed again, and dusted off all the dust on it. Rubbed on his clothes.

Soon, the white coat was dyed instantly.

Sang Yintian raised his eyes, "These are yours too?"

"No." Ye Siran's eyes darkened for a moment, he lowered his head and looked at the things on the ground with a tired face, "Those are all Ye Wanlu's."