XNUM X night

[It's okay, you still have me here. 】

Ye Siran had a long, long dream. In the dream, he and Ye Wanlu seemed to have returned to their childhood.

On a midsummer afternoon, the temperature has reached the highest value of the weather forecast for the day.The outdoor air conditioner was running non-stop, and the fan blades made a "creaking" sound, but even so, the villa still couldn't cool down.

Ye Siran was lying on the table, glanced at the clock on the wall from time to time, then looked sad and shook his legs twice.On the way home yesterday, I received a flyer for the newly opened piano store, which stated that on the opening day, the top 30 people who came to the store would all get a few free trial places for violin lessons.

And the opening time of this piano store is this afternoon.

Ye Siran proudly held up the flyer in his hand, and took a picture of Ye Wanli's chest. "Brother, take me here." After speaking, he pointed to the address on the leaflet.Ye Wanlu was busy writing the test paper, without raising his head, he just casually picked up an orange from the fruit basket next to him, peeled it, and stuffed it into Ye Siran's mouth. "What time is it?"

Ye Siran blinked, "It seems to be 02:30 in the afternoon."

"02:30?" Ye Wanlu finally raised his head, and he put down his pen to follow Ye Siran's line of sight. "Oops, it's already two o'clock, Xiaoran, why didn't you say it earlier!"

Ye Wanlu suddenly pushed the real test paper on the table to the side, rushed into the bathroom, looked at the mirror and scratched her hair randomly twice.

"I see you've been working on questions... so I'm not ashamed to say it."

"Aren't you embarrassed with your brother?"

……

The summer wind blew over from the blinds, taking away the heat in the living room and the sweat on Ye Sizan's forehead.

The screen turned again, and Ye Sizan and Ye Wanlu had already appeared in the car.Ye Siran sat in the back row, couldn't help squinting and leaned forward on the co-pilot's seat.Ye Siran whispered into Ye Wanlu's ear, "Brother, can you ask the housekeeper to drive faster..."

Although the voice was very low, it was still heard by the butler next to Ye Wanlu.He squinted his eyes and stepped on the gas pedal again.The speed was a bit too fast, and Ye Siran climbed back into the back seat again, tightly holding the seat belt next to her.

"Don't worry, young master, I promise to send you to the piano store before 02:30." The housekeeper tilted his head and smiled at Ye Siran, and finally looked straight ahead again, "Young master, do you really like music so much?"

"I like it!" Ye Siran blurted out without hesitation for a moment.After finishing speaking, Ye Siran shrank his neck, "No, I, I just feel..."

Ye Wanlu turned her head away, and winked at Ye Siran. "What do you think?"

"Uh..." After all, he can't lie at all, especially looking at his brother's eyes.

Ye Siran took a deep breath, closed her eyes and started humming a tune casually.Ye Wanlu was amused, he stretched his waist, staring at the sycamore tree passing by outside the window.

"If Xiaoran likes music, then brother, try to convince your parents to send you to a school specialized in music, okay?" The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, and then through the glass windows. Ye Wanlu's body was warmed by the sun.

It was clearly a midsummer afternoon, but they couldn't feel any warmth.

The car eventually stopped at an intersection.The countdown to the red light did not appear for a long time, and the sound of the whistle on the whole street made people feel very irritable.

Stuck in the car for too long, besides the faint smell of perfume on Ye Wanlu's body, Ye Sizan seemed to smell something burnt.He finally couldn't help but opened his eyes and looked out the window a few times.

There were too many cars stuck at the intersection, Ye Siran could only see the thick smoke not far away.

Black smoke rose up, and even the dazzling flames could be seen.

"What's wrong in front? Traffic jam?"

"Well, it looks like there was a traffic accident." The housekeeper opened the window and looked forward twice.The thick smoke was a bit choking, the butler closed the window again, and looked back at Ye Sizan, "A private car collided with a truck, and the private car caught fire. It looks serious." The butler left with both hands Steering wheel, "Hey... I don't know, what happened to the people in the car..."

Ye Wanhui subconsciously frowned.

Ye Siran withdrew his gaze, leaned forward, and glanced at Ye Wanlu's phone screen, "Brother, then, can we still have time?"

"Don't worry, brother is checking if there is any shortcut here. If it doesn't work, brother will take you there."

"Yeah!" Ye Siran couldn't help laughing, he put his arms around Ye Wanlu's neck, and kissed his face. "I knew that my brother was the best to me. Even if my classmates said that my parents didn't love me at all, it's fine if I didn't come to the parents' meeting. They didn't come to our school's art performance last time...but I am not unhappy, because I have a brother, as long as my brother is with me, it will be fine!"

Ye Siran's head lightly rested on Ye Wanlu's shoulder.

Ye Wanlu's heart was pinched by something, and it hurt a little, but this feeling disappeared quickly, as if nothing had happened.He clenched his right hand slightly, showed an ugly smile, and patted Ye Sizan's head. "Xiaoran, don't worry, my brother will be the one who loves you the most in this world."

The thick smoke is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is going to swallow the entire sky.The sunlight was completely blocked, and there was fog everywhere, and even the thunder above their heads suddenly roared.Within a few minutes, the raindrops really fell, and a large area of ​​the windshield was wet, and their vision was blurred.

Ye Siran opened the car window and looked around.The hair on the forehead was instantly wet.

"Brother, why is it raining suddenly?"

"Uh..." Ye Wanlu's face was ugly, and he kept looking at the phone screen, "What's going on, why can't I open the webpage suddenly...Uncle Chen, try using your phone."

The housekeeper took out the phone from his pocket, pressed it a few times and shook his head at Ye Wanhui. "No, no signal."

"Uncle Chen, you wait here for the traffic to resume. I'll take Xiaoran to take a shortcut first." Ye Wanlu glanced at the time on the phone, "Otherwise, it's really too late."

[2:19 p.m.]

There are still 11 minutes before the opening of the piano shop.

"Okay, there is an umbrella in the trunk." The butler opened his mouth, "Be careful, you two."

When Ye Wanhui opened the car door, the butler reached out and grabbed his arm, his expression looked worried. "Wan Liu, you are the elder brother, you must protect Xiao Ran, understand?"

Ye Wanhui hesitated for a few seconds, then glanced at Ye Sizan who was sitting in the back row in a daze. "clear."

"Xiaoran, get out of the car." Ye Wanli opened the car door holding an umbrella, and reached out to hold Ye Siran's hand. "When you were a child, you always wanted me to accompany you in the rain, remember?"

Ye Siran shook his head, he didn't remember.

"Today, brother will play enough with you."

Ye Wanhui took Ye Siran's hand and quickly rushed to the sidewalk next to her.He held up the umbrella to block most of the wind and rain for Ye Siran, but his shoulders and arms were very wet.

But Ye Wanlu was very happy, he watched Ye Siran smile and watched him grow up bit by bit.

But why, Ye Wanli felt that Ye Siran was a little strange, like a paper kite with a broken string, he couldn't keep his relatives.

The rain was getting heavier, and they ran as close as they could to the sound of sirens.The thick smoke here is not only pungent, but also easy to attract eyes.

Ye Siran raised his hand to rub his eyes, but his elbow bumped into a boy running from the opposite direction.

"Sorry." The boy dropped two short words and ran away again.

"No..." Ye Siran swallowed before he finished speaking.Because he knew that even if he said it, the boy would not be able to hear it.

The boy was about the same height as Ye Wanlu, and he was wearing a gray overalls with paints of various colors on his chest and cuffs.The boy was still holding the paintbrush in his hand, and when he passed by, he gave Ye Sizan a sideways look.His eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears on his face.It wasn't until he ran a little further that Ye Siran realized that the boy's body was a little thin, as if the wind could blow him away.

Ye Siran suddenly shook off Ye Wanlu's hand, and stood there staring at the boy's back that was fading away.

The fire was finally extinguished by the sudden torrential rain, and the passers-by who were watching coldly on the road with their umbrellas dispersed. Only Ye Sizan was still standing there, looking at the boy who just hit him, with a lonely face, standing next to the accident vehicle. Ken move.

The paintbrush stained with red paint fell off his hand and fell directly to the ground, dyeing the shallow water vortex around his feet red.

Finally, it merges with the blood in other places, and the paint and blood do not conflict at all.

Ye Siran felt his chest tight, he wanted to grab that boy's shoulder, wanted to ask his name, wanted to hug him personally, wanted to tell him——

[It's okay, you still have me. 】

At this moment, Ye Siran felt that it didn't matter whether he went to the piano shop or not.He wanted to stay here, to see this boy more in this heavy rain.

At least until he leaves...

"Siran..."

this sound.

Is it that boy's voice? !Ye Siran wanted to open his eyes, but he was so tired that he couldn't find the right direction in the thick smoke that refused to dissipate for a long time.

"Siran, wake up."

Wake up quickly.As soon as you wake up, you can see him.

"Siran, it's too late, we should go home."

Go home... go back to where's home.

"Si Ran, if you don't wake up, I'm going to leave you alone in the studio."

Ye Siran finally opened his eyes, and his vision gradually became clear.What imprinted into the eyelids was not a crossroads, nor could I see the incessant rainstorm, and even the thick smoke that choked my nostrils disappeared without a trace.

"Uh..." There are a lot of white plaster statues here, some of which have their eyes painted blue on purpose, there are many oil paintings on the walls, and there is a glass fish tank next to the window, which he bought specially a few days ago The ornamental fish that came back are still there, shaking their light white tails very comfortably.

There was another man, still wearing the same gray overalls, covered in paint.

The new and the old are blended together like a painting.

"Awake?" Sang Yintian handed over a wet towel, lowered his head and threw all the rose petals that fell from the table into the white paint bucket next to him, "What happened just now? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Hmm..." Ye Sizan sat up straight, raised her hand and pressed her temple.The person in the dream overlapped with Sang Yintian, and he couldn't buffer it for a while, so he closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "It seems that I dreamed of you..."

Sang Yintian was taken aback for a moment, but out of curiosity, he moved a stool over and sat next to Ye Siran. "Then what did I do to you in my dream to scare you like this?"

"Uh..." It doesn't look like a dream anymore.Ye Siran opened his eyes and stared at Sang Yintian's eyes.

Sang Yintian took the wet wipe from Ye Siran's hand again, and wiped his forehead, "Is it better now?"

"It's much better." Ye Si was sweating all over, he felt a little disgusted with himself, and deliberately moved away from Sang Yintian, "I...I sweated a lot, and it was dirty."

"Huh? Huh..." Sang Yintian sniffed deliberately, and showed a displeased expression to Ye Siran.He stood up and put the brush away again. "It's pretty dirty."

"I, I'm going to take a shower next door now!" Ye Siran said, about to stand up.In the next second, Sang Yintian pressed his shoulder and pushed it back. "you……"

"So what did you dream about just now?" Sang Yintian's eyes looked a little different from just now.It seems that there is something more.

What's more.

Worried... Yes, I have an extra worry.

"I...dream about when I was a child, where I was going with my brother..." Ye Siran couldn't remember exactly where he was going in that dream.He only remembers the rain, the fire, and the red paint mixed with blood.

Ye Siran raised his head and looked out the window.

It was already late at night, and the lights of the high-rise buildings in the residential area had been turned off, but the stars in the sky were still there.

"I also dreamed of...a boy with good looks."

"Boy?" Sang Yintian frowned subconsciously, and let go of Ye Siran's shoulder.

"Well, I still have something to say, I haven't had time to tell him..." Ye Siran's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his mouth drooped a little.

Sang Yintian couldn't help laughing. "I can't see that you are a person who still dreams of boys. It can't be some unforgettable first love, right?"

"Uh..." Ye Sizan's face turned red, and he lowered his head, "No...he might not even know me."

"That's it."

For some reason, Sang Yintian suddenly felt a lot happier.He cleared his throat, and stretched his waist towards the "decay city" that he had just completed. "Then... just treat me as that boy. If you haven't said it in time, you can say it now. If I have a chance to dream of him, I will convey it for you—"

Ye Siran suddenly hugged Sang Yintian, his eyes turned red instantly.He closed his eyes and tried to recall the dream. The rain kept falling, and they were wet from head to toe, and their clothes were tightly attached to their skin.

It's cold.

Ye Siran approached Sang Yintian's ear, and finally said what he didn't finish in that dream. "It's okay, you still have me here."