I'm still doing fine

The car could no longer drive at a speed of more than 60 yards. In the airtight compartment, the air conditioner was blowing hot wind, and people who were in a hurry had to slow down.

During another pause, Liang Duanyuan stretched out her hand and removed An Yizhi's full armor, "It's a bit far away, if you want to sleep, just sleep for a while."

An Yichi leaned into the reclined backrest, grabbed Liang Duanyuan's hand, and clasped his fingers.

In fact, he didn't care if he could have breakfast, and he was very reluctant to let this rare solitude be occupied by sleep, so when the green light turned on and he had to let go, he turned sideways and stared at Liang Duanyuan's side face, "Let's talk, shall we?" ?”

Liang Duanyuan smiled, lowered her head and glanced at him, "Okay."

An Yichi glanced around but couldn't find the garbage bag, so he put the wet tissue that he had been clutching for a long time into his pocket, and lay down on the headrest again. He asked, "Did you cry about anything?"

Liang Duanyuan tapped her fingertips rhythmically on the steering wheel, frowned and thought for a moment, touched her nose with a smile, "On the day of the college entrance examination, I pushed open the study door and found my dad sitting at the computer desk, secretly wiping tears. I Thinking that I failed the exam, I closed the door and went back to the room, laying down without thinking about anything, and when I got up, I found that half of the pillow towel was wet."

"What happened next?" Yi Chi asked.

"Later, I felt that it was a done deal, and it was useless to cry. I asked my classmates to go out to play. From lunch to night, I didn't eat, and I was so tired that I wanted to vomit." Liang Duanyuan said, "When I got home, I found my dad sitting in the restaurant. , was planning to hold a school entrance banquet, he told me about my grades, and asked who I wanted to invite...I listened to him, took a shower, went back to bed, and continued to cry."

An Yi held his smiling eyes, and couldn't hold back his voice, "It's a good thing that you didn't fail the exam, why are you still crying?"

"Who knows? Maybe I remembered my dad secretly wiping away his tears in the morning, knowing that he was happy for me and had me in his heart..." Liang Duanyuan narrowed her eyes and joked, "Tears are something I can't control. You know that too, right?"

An Yichi smiled and pursed his lips, showing deep dimples on his cheeks. He found that he had lived in Jingwei Center for a year, and he had exposed all kinds of ugliness in front of Liang Duanyuan. Now that he mentioned this kind of thing again, he could finally face it. Changing her face and heartbeat, she made fun of herself, "Of course, I have been crying since I was a child, and I am an expert in this area."

"Then listen to an expert's lecture on an advanced one." Liang Duanyuan smiled, bent her index finger, and gently scratched the bridge of An Yizhi's nose.

An Yichi bowed his waist and laughed for a long while, as if he had gone through so much but nothing had changed, he was still the kid with a low smile, he laughed enough and said, "I'm actually not that crying. I haven't learned how to behave yet." When I was young, every time I was beaten, I was stubborn, and I just didn’t cry, as if I was competing with my dad. The harder he beats, the more silent I will be, but the more silent I am, the more I will be beaten. Strong. Then one time I couldn't take it anymore, and I ran away from home."

"Where are you going?" Liang Duanyuan asked.

"At that time, my parents had divorced for a few years, so I ran to find my mother." An Yichi said, "My mother opened the door with a chubby girl in her arms, and hurriedly pulled me in for fear of being seen. She said she had no skills." I can’t find a way to let my sister go to a better kindergarten, and I’m not satisfied with how much less suffering I can suffer if I follow my dad. Milk powder, feed her some rice soup, the eyes are on the child, and she didn’t look at me a lot. Later, the little chubby girl’s father came back from work soon, and my mother gave me some money and told me to come back soon. I went home, and told me not to make my father angry, but to be obedient... It was only after I walked out of the community holding the money that I realized that my mother never asked me why she ran out, and whether the new aunt at home treated me well Ah, how was your test result? ... I didn't ask anything."

Liang Duanyuan reached out to pat An Yichi on the shoulder, but said nothing.

"Later I went home. I thought I was going to suffer another meal. I didn't expect my dad to go out early, and only Aunt Shang was at home. My dad...has never looked for me." An Yichi smiled. Rubbing his palms together, he continued, "I feel that no one in the world cares about me. I rushed into the room and started crying. At that time, I was a little repulsed by Aunt Shang. She knew it, so she stood outside and waited until she heard I came in when there was no movement inside, took a look and took me to the hospital immediately. It was the first time I went to the emergency room, but it was actually not a big deal, but the crying was too serious, and the hyperventilation didn’t stop for a while.”

"Hyperventilation?" Liang Duanyuan repeated.

"It's just inhaling too much carbon dioxide... numbness in hands and feet, dizziness and shortness of breath." An Yizhi gestured, "Fingers are stiff and body twitches, which is ugly. So after that time, I learned to control myself and stop crying so much."

"It sounds like Aunt Shang is not bad." Liang Duanyuan's pupils reflected the ever-moving road markings.

"Well, it's actually very good." An Yichi misses it very much, "She treats me like her own child, she is not used to my bad habits, and always urges me to study hard, asking me to read more, practice calligraphy more, and write more questions. It’s just that I didn’t understand her intentions at that time, and those pre-learning remedial classes made me very painful, so I misunderstood.”

"But she never came to see you." Liang Duanyuan was not convinced.

"It doesn't matter what she says." An Yi smiled. It was a wonderful feeling that someone was fighting for her. "You don't know my dad's strength. He may like Aunt Shang, but it's better to discuss than mutual respect." He prefers the way of getting along with everything. We have been married for 10 years, and we have not even had a family gathering alone. An Jimin spends all his holidays entertaining colleagues, or people who are useful to him, Aunt Shang is just An Jimin's face in those gatherings. During Chinese New Year, our family is like that every day, we can see strangers coming and going, and hear all kinds of words against our will, I hate that."

"I understand." Liang Duanyuan patted his head and withdrew his hand.

When An Yichi was shaking with pain all over his body, he said, I understand, it was a kind of comfort and a white lie at that time, but at this moment, after hearing An Yichi's story and saying this sentence, Liang Duanyuan really felt the same way.

The fruit flies up the branches, the flower seeds return to the ovary, and the river traces its source back to the top of the mountain. Time is reversed at this moment.

When the short Liang Duanyuan was carrying a suitcase and was flying alone to find her mother, Si Huangyong, An Yichi, who was especially scarred on her body, was gnashing her teeth and holding a crumpled note, asking all the way to her mother Kou Chunjuan's new home. go;

When the unfamiliar Liang Duanyuan was led by the flight attendant and handed over to the strange driver who came to pick up the plane, and frowned in disappointment, the hungry An Yichi was sitting cramped in the small room, staring at the little girl. The milky white liquid sloshing in the fat girl's feeding bottle secretly swallowed;

When Liang Duanyuan, who got into the overcrowded elevator with a small suitcase, struggled to press the button on the 31st floor, and was asked whose child it was, and didn't know whether to answer, An Yichi walked back with a few banknotes in his pocket. Going around the community, trying to make up my itinerary for these few hours;

When Liang Duanyuan, who was sent to wait in the coffee shop on the ground floor, failed to see Si Huangyong in the end, and was sent back to the airport by the driver, boarded the plane with the same airline as when he came, and waited for the return, An Yi was exhausted. He knocked on the door anxiously, and after a daze, rushed back to his room and closed the door tightly...

When Liang Duanyuan, who failed to see her mother and was full of emptiness, turned over the last page of the air escape instructions, and fell asleep at a height of thousands of miles with her head tilted, didn't it just happen that An Yizhi buried her head in the pillow and put her grief away? Swallowing all the crying and howling in his stomach, experiencing the despair that no one cares about in the big world?

Liang Duanyuan thought it must be like this, otherwise how could he explain it? He felt so sorry for Yi Zhi at the moment, especially more than he felt for himself who traveled thousands of miles away but failed to fulfill his wish.

Empathy seems to be a kind of supernatural power, at this moment, vigorously awakened in a young chest.

"Did you have any wishes when you were young, Yi Chi." Liang Duanyuan didn't look at him, as if he just asked casually, he thought Yi Chi would understand, in that young and lonely childhood, they all relied on A small wish grows day by day.

"Yes." An Yizhi's pupils were shining, and he said, "I probably can't see it now. When I was young, I wanted to be a hero. When I watched "Transformers", others said that the car turned into a huge warrior. That is Fake. Only I believe it. Every time I feel uncomfortable, I run down to the basement, sit next to the round-bottomed A6, and talk to it. I always think, if someday people must die so that the world will not be destroyed, then Just let me die, no one cares about me anyway."

"I want everyone who survives in the new world to remember my name." An Yichi sat up straight, and felt a little ashamed when he spoke, blushing on his cheeks. Give up. What about you?"

"I also want to be a hero." Liang Duanyuan smiled, "Really."

"I knew you were going to laugh at me..." An Yichi lay back in the seat and continued to blush.

Liang Duanyuan didn't tell the truth.

When his father, Liang Chengjun, was still dying a hundred kilometers away, and the group of boys around him became a pair of a man and a woman, he was alone in the backyard, shooting basketball, excitedly under the rising moonlight. There were waves of echoes, and I felt that all families in the world were happy, but he was the only one who was abandoned.

Therefore, while venting his frustration and anger, he always thought that after a long, long time, if there must be a girl with him, he hoped that the girl would come from a happy family, live a bright and cheerful life, like always facing the sun sunflowers.

In the years when he longed for the warmth of others, he never thought that one day, this clay bodhisattva who was also "incomplete" would want to melt himself and illuminate others.

Liang Duanyuan did not lie either.

He turned his head and looked at Yi Zhi's amber pupils, hesitated to speak for several times, thinking that if the words were not too nasty, he could have said them.

I want to be your hero, and I want you to always remember—

To ask why, I think I like you very much, even if you come from an unfortunate family, even if you are introverted and sensitive, even if you are not a girl, but a teenager who can't take care of himself——

But as long as it's you, it's enough——

Want to say it, have to say it, have to say it!

Some words that were ready to move came to his mouth, but were swallowed by Liang Duanyuan.

Not yet, he thought, now, not yet.