To rely on others is to promise each other

In fact, if you look deeper, boys' minds are as complicated as girls', just as Jiang Yubai racked his brains to figure out how to sleep on the same bed as Pei Shanqing.

However, Pei Shanqing is really worthy of his name, not only is he immovable as a mountain, but also like a lush and green log that will not bear fruit.

After a moment of silence in the room, Pei Shanqing fell back between the pillows and mats, and gave a disgusted cry: "Whoever wants to squeeze with you, hurry up and sleep, or we will change places."

Jiang Yubai shut up sensibly, but then he thought about it again: he could accept the crybaby who was so annoying in his childhood to live in the same room with him, and he took more care of him, maybe he wasn't so indifferent.

Jiang Yubai sniffed the remaining Pei Shanqing's smell on the bed sheets, and couldn't help but use the excuse of turning over to stretch his arms out from the edge of the bed, imagining that Pei Shanqing could hold his hand again, and fell deeply asleep.

There have been rumors that the Proust effect is the fastest way to go back in time.As long as you smell the familiar smell in your memory, it will lead you back to the time point you dreamed of like a guiding star in the night sky.

There are some things that Pei Shanqing can't remember clearly. If someone asks, Jiang Yubai, who is much younger than him, will answer immediately and report the past between him and his brother in detail.

In Jiang Yubai's memory, Pei Shanqing was like a moving saponin, exuding an aura that only belonged to midsummer. Thinking about it now, it might be because they only met in summer.

"Jiang Yubai, you haven't changed at all, you like crying so much."

Under the shade of the whirling willows, the cicadas kept singing.Nine-year-old Pei Shanqing stood on the steps of the Pei family compound, condescendingly watching Jiang Yubai who was sitting on the ground wiping away tears.

Every summer, Jiang Yubai would be thrown to his grandpa's house by his parents on business trips.The old man smiled and asked Pei Shanqing to take care of his younger brother, and turned around to take the birdcage for a walk, but he didn't expect that Pei Shanqing could only read jokes, not children.

Three-year-old Jiang Yubai was crying so hard that in the end Pei Shanqing was so annoyed that he was afraid of being reprimanded for not being able to supervise him well, so he resigned himself to his fate and went to pick him up and generously shared his new chocolate with him.

"You can only eat a small piece, otherwise you will get tooth decay." Pei Shanqing said.

Jiang Yubai leaned quietly in his arms, holding the piece of chocolate given to him with his fingertips, staring at it until it melted a little before stuffing it into his mouth with his fingertips.

"Don't eat your hands." Frowning, Pei Shanqing took out his younger brother's drool-filled hand, grabbed the toilet paper and wiped the chocolate from the corner of his mouth.

"It's so stupid, I got it all over my face from eating something." Pei Shanqing complained, but still gently wiped his face, and pinched his cheek again.

Jiang Yubai has no resistance to this sweet food, just as Pei Shanqing has no immunity to his tears.

The shadow of his parents not being around was gone, he hugged Pei Shanqing's neck happily, rubbed his soft cheeks against it, and said in a child's unique milky voice: "Thank you brother."

Pei Shanqing accepted the existence of this little follower awkwardly, coaxing the crying Jiang Yubai to sleep every night, then gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and allowed him to put his soft little arms on his body.

Jiang Yubai has always believed that although there are annoying high temperatures and noisy cicadas in midsummer, there is an evening breeze by the river and chocolate that is too sweet to be greasy, and the duplicity brother will hug him and watch together Glory after the stars.

So Jiang Yubai would always fall into a dream involuntarily when he sniffed the fragrance on his body. This was a conclusion that started when he was a child, and followed the principle of conservation until now.

Jiang Yubai drifted away in the dream of traveling through time and space, returned to his small body, stole the warmth that belonged to the past, embraced the love that was close to him, and reconciled with the insurmountable gap.

"Jiang Yubai."

Jiang Yubai nestled lazily in Pei Shanqing's arms in his dream, and when he heard someone calling him, he just curled up his fingers slightly, with no intention of waking up.

"Jiang Yubai!"

In the next second, the back of his hand was patted unceremoniously, and it was as crisp as a cross talk of a broken dream. Jiang Yubai woke up and faced Pei Shanqing's face in reality.

After confirming that he had opened his eyes, Pei Shanqing turned around and stood by the bed to put away the floor covering, leaving room for him to walk around, and still calling him: "Jiang Yubai, get up quickly, you're going to be late for school."

Jiang Yubai sat up with his somewhat disobedient limbs, and without thinking about it, he hugged Pei Shanqing's waist. After the sneak attacking big cat succeeded, he buried his face on his back and rubbed it back and forth.

Pei Shanqing patted his arm again, broke away from his embrace, walked out of the room without looking back, and said, "It's not too hot, get up quickly."

Outside the transparent glass, the haze in the sky yesterday was swept away. A fat gray pigeon stood on the edge of the balcony and looked at him with its head tilted. After a while, it flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

Jiang Yubai changed into the school uniform that smelled of the same style as Pei Shanqing, sat at the dining table absent-mindedly finished his breakfast, swallowed the pills that Pei Shanqing handed over, and then got into his co-pilot.

The road conditions in the early morning were not crowded, and the two of them had a smooth journey. When the journey was almost halfway through, Jiang Yubai actually started to complain. Why didn't he even let him and his brother stay longer at the red light?

The low hum of the motor vehicle entered his ears, and Pei Shanqing suddenly asked, "How many days did you take off before? How many classes did you miss? Do you need to enroll in a cram school?"

Jiang Yubai tapped his fingers on the car window, stared at his own face reflected in the rearview mirror and said, "I invited you for three days, and after the funeral, I went to the class for two days. I have taught myself what I taught recently. It doesn't matter if you ask for leave."

Pei Shanqing focused on the word funeral, because he remembered that no one came to inform him, so he frowned, "How come I don't know about the funeral?"

"It's not a funeral either, it's cremated and sent to the cemetery for burial." Jiang Yubai said, "Because my uncle couldn't come back from abroad, the procedures were too cumbersome for me alone, so I had to keep everything simple."

Pei Shanqing couldn't imagine how he walked that road alone in what mood, how he put those two light boxes into the tomb with his own hands, and how he endured the unspeakable sadness and loneliness.

This topic is too heavy, obviously not suitable for discussing with a minor, Pei Shanqing glanced at Jiang Yubai, his head was leaning against the inner wall of the carriage, with no emotion on his face, and he spoke in an almost flat tone.

"Everyone has already left, even if they make a big name, they won't be able to come back."

Pei Shanqing didn't know if this was also Jiang Yubai's protective look, but he obviously didn't know how to comfort him. The car parked steadily at the school gate, and the students in uniforms walked in twos and threes together.

Pei Shanqing's gaze shifted from the plaque with his name engraved on it to Jiang Yubai's side face, and he tapped the back of his hand on his knee with his fingertips, telling him, "Eat on time."

Jiang Yubai flipped his palm upwards, grabbed the troubled hand, and seemed to grasp the troubled artery in his heart, his eyes flickered, and said, "See you at night, brother."

Pei Shanqing turned around and drove to his school to catch the first morning class. He was sleepy in the classroom and was woken up by his roommate Ji Xiao when he was about to fall asleep.

"Little Pei, why did you go last night, so sleepy?" Ji Xiaohuang jokingly said after waking him up, "I dared to sleep in the class of the devil."

The teachers in this class are notoriously strict. They are not allowed to sleep and play with mobile phones in class. Not to mention the assignment of homework for each class, they have to submit a [-]-word paper and take the exam on time at the end of the class.

Pei Shanqing didn't answer, but read the introduction to electricity in the book for a while, and couldn't help but recall Jiang Yubai in the half-dream, and suddenly woke up, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you have a second child?"

"I have an eight-year-old sister, what's the matter? You don't even have a first child yourself, and you still miss the second child?"

Pei Shanqing's mind is full of Jiang Yubai's skinny appearance but pretending to be calm, and he has no interest in joking with Ji Xiao, so he said solemnly: "No, it's my cousin, 15 years old, something happened at home, and now he's staying at my house , I don’t know how to deal with him.”

Ji Xiao thought for a moment, and quickly realized the meaning of "change", shook his head and sighed: "Usually, such things will make a child very mature. You should pay more attention to his mental state, and stop being depressed."

"He's... not that mature in front of me." Pei Shanqing described Jiang Yubai's state, "When he has a cold and a fever, he will ask for company, but he is usually very polite. It feels like the kind of caution that depends on others, you know Bar?"

Ji Xiao nodded to express her understanding, and then heard Pei Shanqing continue to say: "You also know that I usually talk, and I'm used to you. If I say it seriously, I'm afraid that he will cry, and if I say it lightly, I'm afraid that he will think I treat him as an outsider."

"Then you might as well follow his way of getting along. If he wants to be closer, he can be closer, and if he wants to be far away, then he can go farther away." Ji Xiao gave him advice, "People say that fourteen or fifteen years old are rebellious, so you If you follow him, won't you be rebellious?"

Pei Shanqing thought for a while and didn't say a word. It happened that the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Ji Xiao took out his mobile phone to watch the news, and when he saw one of them, he showed it to him.

"You see, the current junior high school is too chaotic. There are bullying, cold violence, and so on. You go back and tell your brother to be careful." Ji Xiao patted him on the shoulder and said seriously: "Now the child From what you describe, your cousin should have a soft personality, and if his grades are good, it is inevitable that someone will suffer from pink eye."

Pei Shanqing knew very little about Jiang Yubai, at most he knew that he was in the third grade of junior high school, and he didn't know anything about his performance and grades in school. After scratching his head, he sent a WeChat message to Jiang Yubai who was in class.

"Then what, I passed by the bookstore, you send me your last semester report card to look at, and I will buy you some materials to treat partial subjects."

After Pei Shanqing sent the message, he didn't expect Jiang Yubai to reply in seconds, so when he received the reply, he immediately wanted to blame him for not playing with his mobile phone in class, but he was speechless when he saw the column of numbers on the report card.

After a while, he turned his head and asked Ji Xiao: "You just said that children who are prone to school violence, what are the characteristics?"

Ji Xiao counted for him with her fingers: "Reticent, good grades, good temper, uncaring family members or poor family conditions, too rich or too poor."

Pei Shanqing thought to himself: Probably it's all taken up.So he sent a cryptic message to Jiang Yubai: "What time do you leave school at night? Do you need me to pick you up?"

Jiang Yubai was listening to a boring English class at that time. Based on his experience living abroad when he was a child, he could be a real-time interpreter for the English teacher. When he was bored, he suddenly heard the light vibration of the mobile phone in the table hole.

He lowered his head and stared at the short handwriting on it, momentarily uncertain what Pei Shanqing was thinking, but felt that this should be the happiest English class he had ever taken.

Jiang Yubai struggled for a long time, so much so that he thought that he was no different from those little girls who fell in love, and they were racking their brains to figure out how to put down their reserve and ask him to pick them up while showing reasonableness.

Jiang Yubai finally chose to retreat and deal with Pei Shanqing politely: "At six o'clock in the evening, I can go back by myself, don't bother."

Half an hour later, Jiang Yubai, who was waiting for the news, was poured a basin of cold water - "Good receipt."