Light Yu · I have a little sun

After Yin Yao returned home with Jiang Can after school, she saw the extra bed in her room at a glance, so she immediately went to find Jiang Yucui.

"Mom, can Cancan share a bed with me? Why do you need an extra bed?" Yin Yao threw her schoolbag on the bed and ran to the kitchen to blame Jiang Yucui.

"How crowded is a bed? You want to squeeze with Cancan, but you don't know if she wants to squeeze with you?" Jiang Yucui said without raising her head while putting seasoning in the pot.

Yin Yao turned her head and glanced at Jiang Can, who was silently following behind her, and muttered, "It's not like we didn't squeeze each other before, can she still dislike me?"

"You also know that was in the past? It was all for one night, but now the situation is different. In the future, Cancan will live for the rest of her life." Jiang Yucui gave Yin Yao a rude look.

Jiang Can was outside the kitchen listening to the conversation inside. Behind him was the whimpering cold wind, and in front of him was the usual conversation between mother and daughter. It was warm and comforted her restless mood throughout the day.

After Jiang Yucui turned off the gas, she took Jiang Can and Yin Yao back to the room, pointed to the bed covered with big flowers and said to Jiang Can: "Cancan, this is my aunt's new bed, and the bedding is full of flowers. It's new, do you like it?"

Jiang Can looked at the quilt cover full of big flowers and blooming flowers, which was completely different from the bunny her mother bought for him, but he felt a strange warmth in his heart: "I like it, thank you, aunt."

"It's fine if you like it. I won't move yours here. Let's get new ones." In fact, Jiang Yucui planned to move Jiang Can's bed here, but after seeing it, he felt that Jiang Can's bed was too big. After moving here, Yin Yao's room was too crowded.

Besides, Yin Guoqiang firmly disagreed, saying it was unlucky, and Jiang Yucui didn't want to quarrel with Yin Guoqiang over such a trivial matter, so he simply replaced the bed and quilt with new ones.

"By the way, before it's dark, Cancan, you and Yaoyao go home to pack your two close-fitting clothes. You don't need to take the cotton padded clothes. We'll pack them together when you guys have a New Year's Day holiday." Jiang Yucui glanced outside It's not dark yet, and Yin Guoqiang hasn't come back from the board factory yet, so he can have dinner later.

"Okay." Jiang Can touched the things in the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket, and he happened to be planning to go home too.

"Here are the keys, go and come back quickly, don't leave too much ink there, eat when you come back, and remember to lock the door when you leave." Jiang Yucui handed the key to Yin Yao, and explained to Yin Yao.

"Got it, mom is still so nagging." After Yin Yao took the key, she pulled Jiang Can and walked out the door. As usual, she disliked Jiang Yucui's nagging, and she didn't forget to make a face at Jiang Yucui when she left. .

"This child is not in good shape." Watching the two villains walking towards Jiang Can's house behind the house, he also took off his apron, and was about to go to the board factory to call Yin Guoqiang back for dinner.

Yin Yao opened the door and lights of Jiang Can's house familiarly, and the dim room was filled with light in an instant.

"Cancan, you go clean up first, I'll lock the door and freeze to death." Yin Yao shrunk her head and said to Jiang Can.

"Ah."

After Jiang Can arrived in his room, he immediately took out the two mobile phones that had been in his pocket for a whole day, as well as the crumpled report card, and put them gently in the bedside table. He turned to look in the direction of the living room, and closed the drawer anyway.

"Cancan, why are you dawdling? I've been hungry for a long time, let's go home and have dinner soon." Yin Yao's doubtful voice came from the bedroom door.

Jiang Can glanced at the drawer reluctantly, then turned to Yin Yao and said, "It will be ready soon."

Jiang Can opened the closet and took out the schoolbag that was not very used in it. After packing a few pieces of personal clothing, he patted the bag and zipped it up: "Okay, let's go back."

"So fast?" Yin Yao looked at Jiang Can who was carrying a schoolbag in surprise.

Because my mother always sorts my clothes very well. In the past, Jiang Can would definitely answer Yin Yao so proudly, but now Jiang Can just said in a low voice: "Well, I have less."

"So that's it." Yin Yao took the schoolbag from Jiang Can's hand and carried it on her back, "Let's go then, turn off the lights, and I'll lock the door."

The two still cooperated tacitly as before. After Jiang Can turned off the light and door of the bedroom, he glanced at the direction of the drawer along the crack of the door, next time, next time, and now, it will definitely be very sad.

Jiang Can roughly looked around the house before Yin Yao locked the door, and finally couldn't help but look at his parents' room again, and said silently in his heart: "I'm fine, everyone treats me very well." It seemed to comfort, but also to inform .

Goodbye, my home.Then Jiang Can followed Yin Yao and strode forward to the new residence.

For Jiang Can, it seemed that everything was slowly returning to the right track. In the past month, under Yin Yao's 24-hour supervision, his grades have improved rapidly, and he has never been able to pass the "good" test in the middle of the class. Achievements", and even won the "Progress Star" again.

After school, Jiang Can took advantage of Yin Yao's spare time to go to the bathroom, and headed home with the certificate. Now I can go back and take a look, just a look.Probably because today is a "sacrifice to the stove", everyone went home to cook, and it was rare for Jiang Can to see those aunts and aunts who liked to ask questions along the way.

On the way home without being disturbed, Jiang Can felt a little secret happiness in his heart, but this kind of happiness didn't last long, and was scattered by the home hidden in the night.

When he arrived at the door, looking at the door with a big lock, Jiang Can realized that he didn't have the key to the house.

And this home will not be as usual, no matter how late it is, someone will turn on the lights and wait for me.

Jiang Can held his chest tightly, feeling a little dazed for a moment, and just as he was about to give up, he glanced at the big rock in the corner from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Can's eyes lit up, and he turned back into that naughty little fool in an instant. He ran to the window of his bedroom in a few steps, pulled it hard, and it could be opened.

After Jiang Can folded the certificate in half several times, he carefully put it into his padded jacket pocket, and ran to the corner to move the stone under the window.

When Jiang Can climbed into the bedroom with the help of a stone, Jiang Can couldn't wait to turn on the light because of the joy in his heart. Turned off the light again.

At this time, there was only one crazy thought in Jiang Can's mind: don't let others see it, this is his own secret, this is a quiet place that only belongs to him and no one is disturbed.

So, Jiang Can, who obviously went back to his home, came to the door of his parents' bedroom in the dark like a thief.

Holding the cold doorknob, Jiang Can shivered instinctively, hesitating for a long time in his heart, until the doorknob became warm, Jiang Can opened the door little by little, Jiang Can thought he would cry and feel sad Suddenly fell into a daze.

The darkness that entered the eyes made Jiang Can look around in a daze. After Jiang Can closed the door with his backhand, his eyes adapted to the darkness in the room. With the moonlight outside the window, he finally saw the outline of the bedroom clearly.

Jiang Can stared at his parents' bed in a daze, and couldn't help but walk towards the bed. He didn't come back to himself until he touched the rough wooden boards. Jiang Can seemed to remember the clothes and mattresses burned when his parents were buried. I couldn't leave anything to remember.

Jiang Can's wandering eyes were attracted by the data cables reflecting the cold light on the bedside table. Some of them had mobile phones. Jiang Can seemed to have grasped at straws. room to go.

At this time, Jiang Can, with the help of God, avoided all obstacles, opened the bedside table that he had closed by himself some time ago, two tattered mobile phones lay quietly on the hospital's examination report, and the screen reflected faintly. cold light.

Jiang Can groped to charge one of the mobile phones. Finally, under Jiang Can's expectant eyes, the mobile phone with a broken screen flashed white light and turned on.

Jiang Can grabbed the phone excitedly, as if he had found a treasure. Looking at the screen, the two smiled brightly. Although it was not clear, Jiang Can's breathing suddenly became rapid, and then a tear still fell on the screen. On the screen, it seemed that some kind of consecration had been turned on, and Jiang Can's tears flowed even more violently.

It turns out that the feeling of heartache will not ease with the passage of time.

Jiang Can looked at the blurred figure on the phone, and immediately wiped the cracked screen carefully with his sleeve, and then wiped away his tears carelessly. Jiang Can, who had agreed to only look at it before, couldn't help but chatter at the screen. Talked loudly.

"Mom, Cancan is crying, or she was dazzled by the light all of a sudden." She said while wiping her tears, but the tears seemed to be dirty.

"Mom, your little sun has come home." Jiang Can remembered how he and Chu Hongmei went home under the sunset that day, and felt even more sad.

"Mom, Cancan didn't cry on purpose, but his eyes are disobedient." Jiang Can seemed to give up struggling, put the phone on his chest, and began to cry softly.

The whimpering wind outside the window covered up the whimpering and crying inside the house.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Can seemed to have finally vented, carefully put down the phone, took out the award in his pocket, slowly spread it out, and said to the phone: "This is the award that Cancan got. Cancan has improved again."

"Mom, Cancan has worked hard for her goals as you said."

"Cancan stop crying, can I still be your little sun?"

Jiang Can clumsily poked the screen of the phone, and opened the software that Chu Hongmei would usually play music for her. Although it was Jiang Li's phone, Jiang Can still heard the song "The Most Beautiful Sun" as she wished. The singing, accompanied by the rustling of broken horns, echoed softly in the empty and dark room.

Jiang Can sat on the ground, leaning against the bed, put the mobile phone on his lap, hugged his knees with both hands, and put his head gently on the mobile phone screen, as if he had completed some pious ceremony, and soon fell into sleep , There are still wet tears in the corners of his eyes.