Light Yu · I have a little sun

After handling the matter briefly in the county seat, Yin Guoqiang took Jiang Can and Jiang Yucui back to the countryside, because the rest of the process does not need to be signed by relatives, and he can do it for him. In the past few days, he can do more by himself. .

When passing by Jiang Can's school, Yin Guoqiang thought that Jiang Can hadn't gone to school for several days, so he just waited until the school gate and let Jiang Can go to school. His own board factory hadn't started work for several days, so he could start working when he went back.

"Cancan, the front door of your school is just ahead. It's only 3 o'clock, and there should be two classes left. Why don't I let you go to class?" In Yin Guoqiang's heart, children should still focus on learning, and at this time Jiang Can It's okay to go back.

"Okay." Jiang Can nodded in response.

After the conversation, the bumpy road fell into silence again. After a while, at the gate of the school, Yin Guoqiang said to Jiang Can, "Cancan has arrived at school, get out of the car."

Jiang Can got out of the car obediently, and Jiang Yucui was about to follow, but was grabbed by Yin Guoqiang: "What are you going down for?"

"I'll send Cancan in, and I'll tell the teacher a few words so that she can take care of Cancan at school." Jiang Yucui said it as a matter of course, and wanted to get out of the car after speaking.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't Yaoyao here? The student's task at school is to study, so what do you have to take care of? Just let her go by herself. Let's go back as soon as possible. It is only serious to dry the board while the sun is shining."

What else did Jiang Yucui want to say, Jiang Can heard the movement, and said to the two obediently: "I can go in by myself, aunt and uncle, go back."

"Did you hear that, the children have already said that they can go by themselves." Yin Guoqiang raised an eyebrow at Jiang Yucui.

"Cancan, can you really do it?" Jiang Yucui still looked worried.

"Yes." Jiang Can smiled at Jiang Yucui.

"That's all right, study hard at school, come to my aunt's house for dinner with your sister Yaoyao after school in the evening, and stay at my aunt's house tonight." Jiang Yucui thought that she had already arrived at the school gate, so she really didn't have to worry, so she went to Sit in the car.

"Yeah." Jiang Can nodded obediently, and watched the car go away.

Jiang Can walked into the campus on such a sunny but cold afternoon.A gust of wind blew past, and Jiang Can shrank his neck instinctively. The weather was getting colder and colder. Ever since his parents passed away, the sun seemed to be no longer warm.

In Jiang Can's impression, the campus is either noisy during the break, or in the classroom, the voices of students answering questions and teachers lecturing are all around his ears. This is the first time Jiang Can feels that the campus is surprisingly quiet.

Jiang Can, who had been walking steadily, suddenly stopped when he passed a small flower bed, as if he had been fixed. After a while, Jiang Can touched the "filial cloth" pinned to his arm, and said in a low voice: " It's here to say goodbye."

Jiang Can stared blankly at the flower bed, for some reason, he couldn't restore the farewell scene in his mind after only three days.

Jiang Can's expression was like a stone was suddenly thrown on the calm lake, his black and white eyes were filled with tears, and everything around him became blurred.

Jiang Can held the cloth tightly, breathed heavily, and then said to himself over and over again: "Cancan, be good, don't cry, don't cry, you are my parents' little sun."

It wasn't until the palms of his hands ached and his fingers became stiff from the cold that Jiang Can suppressed the heart-wrenching sadness, wiped away the cold tears on his face, grinned, and tried hard to put on a smiling expression. I like the way I am happy, but I don't know that there is only a smile and a cry on my face.

Probably Jiang Can also felt the stiffness of his face, and finally gave up on adjusting, and walked slowly on the way back to the classroom.

Jiang Can looked up at his class, and suddenly remembered that his parents gave him dumplings at the first window. Jiang Can instinctively squeezed his fingers, and his hands seemed to still have the temperature of the insulated box at that time.

Obviously I don't remember what I said at that time very clearly, but the touch on my hand still seems to be real. Even thinking about it, the taste of the dumplings at that time is still flowing between my teeth.

However, I don't remember what I said to my parents in the end.

If you know that this is the last farewell, you must remember every word your parents said that day, and engrave every expression in your mind.

No, if I had known earlier, I would never let my parents go.

Jiang Can stood outside the classroom door, and the teacher's voice came through the wooden door. Although he couldn't hear it very clearly, it was also a math class at that time, and it was also the teacher.

After settling his mind, Jiang Can knocked on the cold door, and then pushed it open forcefully. The teacher and students felt a gust of cold wind coming, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the door.

According to Yin Yao's later recollection, at that time, because the doors and windows in the classroom were closed tightly, and she was wearing thick cotton clothes, she felt a little dry and hot, so Jiang Can appeared at the door with a comfortable chill and sunshine, making her She was in a trance for a moment.

It was obviously cold winter outside, and even the snow that fell a few days ago still left a little on the green pines outside, but at that moment, I seemed to have returned to summer, thinking of the girl who was wearing a small skirt and circling in the sun little girl.

The teacher looked at Jiang Can, who was chilling and sad at the door of the classroom, sighed and said, "Please come in." Looking at the Xiaobu on Jiang Can's arm, he felt very emotional in his heart, and finally suppressed the pain in his heart. Sympathy and vague sadness.

As soon as Jiang Can met the teacher's eyes, he looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He immediately turned his head and walked quietly to his desk. When he was about to sit down, he heard Yin Yao's suppressed voice from behind. : "Cancan, you are finally here."

"En." Jiang Can's nostrils enlarged slightly, and he responded in a low voice.

The teachers on the podium saw that even after Jiang Can was seated, everyone's eyes were still on Jiang Can, and some even whispered to their deskmates.

So, the teacher knocked on the blackboard vigorously, "Okay, everyone, turn the book to Exercise [-]. The final unified exam will be in a month at most. The school expects to have a preliminary exam before the unified exam. It's just recently. Listen carefully. If you don’t do well in the exam, then watch your skin carefully.”

The sound of the teacher knocking on the blackboard on the podium and the bombshell of the exam successfully drew everyone's attention away from Jiang Can. Jiang Can felt the disappearance of the eyes glued to his body. He exhaled, opened the math book, and In the belly of the desk, I felt my pencil case.

As soon as he reached into the table hole, he touched a cold iron box. Jiang Can tremblingly took out the box. Although he already knew what it was in his heart, when his eyes touched the box, he still instinctively stopped breathing.

The warm insulated box in my memory was already completely cold now. Jiang Can pushed the box into the desk hole as if frightened, probably because it hit the desk wall through the book, and made a slight "dong" sound.

Jiang Can withdrew his hand violently, and wiped vigorously on his legs, as if he wanted to wipe off the cold touch, but the feeling seemed to have penetrated into the bone marrow and invaded his brain through his fingers, even though the fingertips were already worn out. Slightly hot, but what's wrong with him? I can't remember the warm feeling of happiness when I took the lunch box back then.

At this moment, the familiar bell for the end of get out of class rescued Jiang Can, as if pulling her out of the endless coldness.

The students chatted loudly after the teacher walked out of the classroom, and Jiang Can's deskmate and Yin Yao also talked about Jiang Can.

"Cancan, are you okay?" Simin, Jiang Can's deskmate, looked at Jiang Can worriedly, probably the only one in the whole class who noticed something strange about Jiang Can.

"It's okay." Jiang Can imagined talking to Simin as usual, but he didn't know that his tone sounded cold instead of lively like before.

"Oh, Cancan, I miss you so much, here are my notes for the past two days." Yin Yao hurriedly took advantage of Jiang Can's absence at the front desk, sat on his seat, and put her notebook into the Jiang Can flicked his face.

"Squeeze it for me." Yin Yao looked at Jiang Can's expressionless, even a little strange face, and couldn't help pinching her face. Of course she knew what happened, but she didn't want to see Jiang Can like this.

In Yin Yao's heart, as long as she treats Jiang Can as usual, or if she wants to be more presumptuous, and makes Jiang Can forget the pain like this, then Cancan will still be Cancan, then everything will be fine. No change.

"Well, Yaoyao is also, here, fast, fierce, and rotten." Jiang Can was squeezed by Yin Yao, and Yin Yao let go of his inarticulate speech. After raising his head, there were physiological tears in his eyes, and his face was also covered Yin Yao pinched red.

"Hahahaha, Yaoyao still likes to bully Cancan so much." Simin was still a little worried, but it was completely washed away by Yin Yao's teasing.

"Okay, look at Cancan's face is red, it's afternoon

After the end of the first class, the Chinese teacher left a test paper, as homework tonight, I left you one. Simin said as he pulled out the test paper from Jiang Can's Chinese textbook.

"Thank you, Simin."

"Why are you being polite, who told me to be at the same table? We've been together for several years." After speaking, Simin blinked at Jiang Can.

Jiang Can recalled for a while, that he really seemed to be at the same table as Simin since the third grade. Jiang Can seemed to be infected by what Simin said, and finally couldn't help but smirk "hehe".

Yin Yao saw that Jiang Can returned to her previous appearance, and she became more convinced of her opinion. She was also very sad about the death of her aunt and uncle. If she wanted Cancan to completely forget the pain, the easiest way was to let herself The family has become an important existence in Jiang Can's life, so that they can replace the status of the little aunt and his wife.

But at this time, Yin Yao still didn't understand that some people can be forgotten and missed, but they can't be replaced.