My brother became a love brain

This yard is no different from many years ago. I can even find yellowed paper with my words and Song Dongyang’s. He was obsessed with teaching me to read and write at that time, and he never tired of it.

Perhaps I am the happiest when I am here.

I wandered around this yard for a long time, but Song Dongyang seemed very silent, as if he just came to accompany me for a walk.

Time passed quickly, and when I came back to my senses, the sun was already hanging in the west, and my hungry stomach reminded me that I should go.

Song Dongyang sent me directly to the station. He took a food box from his subordinate, handed it to me, and said, "Let's eat on the way."

I just took the food box and heard him say: "Don't hate me."

My mood was very calm, and there were almost no waves. I said to him: "That depends on whether you will do something to disappoint me."

He stopped talking, and the train started to whistle, reminding me that it was time to get on.

I didn't wait for his response, so I turned around and got into the car. I didn't move quickly, and even delayed a bit. I was waiting for him to call me to stop, but he didn't.

I got in the car, deliberately found a seat where I couldn't see the window, and even deceived myself and put my hat on my face to give myself double insurance.

I don't want to see him, I'm afraid that my heart will soften, and I don't want him to see me, because my expression must be ugly.

I heard the roar of the train starting, and waited for a long, long time, so long that I was sure the train was far away from the booth.

I took the courage to lift my hat, but I was startled when I opened my eyes——Song Dongyang was sitting in front of me, and he was peeling an apple with a knife.

He had peeled the apples very thin, but they were connected together, and a long strip had already been swaying down. He noticed that I was awake, looked up at me, and said, "It's been rough recently, and the journey is dangerous. I'll see you off." Back to the third district."

"Then why didn't you say it in advance." My tone was not very good, I think he did it on purpose, and insisted on watching me lose my composure.

"I just learned the news after you got in the car," he replied indifferently, "it's too late to tell you."

"Why didn't you call me?"

"You look like you're sleeping and don't want to be disturbed."

I won't say anything, anyway, I can't beat him as a politician.

The apple in his hand was also peeled to the end, and the skins were completely connected together. He put the skins on the dining table, handed the cut apples to me, and said, "Eat it."

I didn't answer it. In fact, I was angry and didn't want to eat his apple.

He insisted on holding it up, coaxing me softly: "Eat one, it's delicious, it's a specialty of District [-]."

I reached out and took the apple, put it on the table, and said, "Let's not waste food, you can eat it yourself. Song Dongyang, don't do this either, it's too unlike you."

Song Dongyang didn't speak anymore. He wiped both sides of the knife clean, inserted it into the scabbard again, picked up the apple again, and took a bite.

He ate politely, without being rude at all, as if he was not on a train but in a banquet hall.

After eating the apple, he threw the core into the trash can, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief one by one, and said slowly: "You haven't opened the food box I gave you, aren't you hungry?"

I was indeed hungry, but I didn't want to listen to him, so I fought against my instinct to eat.

He reached out to pick up the lunch box, lifted the iron cover, took out the cotton pads inside for heat insulation, took out the small boxes one by one, and opened them one by one. The food in the box was even steaming and fragrant. Blowing towards my face, I couldn't help but suck my nose.

Song Dongyang picked up the thermos bottle, scalded the tableware with hot water, put the tableware on the lunch box in front of me, and then said to me: "Eat."

I subconsciously wanted to refuse, but I heard him say, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette."

He left cleanly, I hesitated for a while, but I couldn't help it, and started eating with my lunch box.

The food was delicious, and every dish was to my liking. Halfway through the meal, I remembered that Song Dong** didn't have a habit of smoking at all, and he avoided it on purpose.

I remembered again that Song Dongyang, like me, hadn’t eaten anything all day, and he only had an apple just now, and on the train from No. 16 to No. Food", I brought my own dry food, but it was obviously not as delicious as meals.

I looked at the boxes in front of me again and found that I had eaten almost half of everything.

I put down my chopsticks, followed Song Dongyang's example, washed the tableware with hot water, and pushed all the boxes to the side of the table near him.

Song Dongyang came back after a while, and there was no smell of tobacco on his body. He glanced at the table and immediately understood what I meant, and said, "You continue to eat, I'm not hungry."

"I'm full," I looked up at him, "is it your turn to eat, or do you dislike me more?"

He bowed his head and struggled for a while, finally sat down and picked up the lunch box I had brought before.

I thought it was strange to keep looking at him, so I simply turned my head and watched the scenery outside the window through the car window.

Outside the window is an endless field, a piece of green, I can't tell what kind of plant it is, but it makes people feel comfortable.

Slightly upward, the blue sky is dotted with white clouds, and occasionally birds can be seen passing through the air, and antelopes are grazing with their heads down.

Song Dongyang ate quietly, and when I heard the slight sound of boxes colliding, I realized that he had finished eating. I turned my head and saw that he was carrying a lunch box and a kettle, and was about to wash the lunch box.

I subconsciously asked, "Where are your subordinates?"

"They didn't come up."

"What?" I frowned, feeling that Song Dongyang was messing around, "Didn't bring anyone up?"

He let out a "huh" and said, "The train has already started. They didn't react. I just caught up with the last car."

"Are you crazy, Song Dongyang, don't you know how dangerous this is?" I lowered my voice, but I was so angry that I wanted to hit him, "There are many people who want to kill you now."

"You won't kill me," he laughed when he heard me scolding him, "I'm in such a hurry, I want to come and find you."

I took a few deep breaths, recalled what he said to me when I met him in the car, grabbed a little clue and asked him: "Did you just say that I would be in danger to lie to me? "

"No," he answered quickly, "I saw it."

"When I watched you leave, the moment the train compartment was about to leave me, I saw that you would be in danger on this train." His voice was flat, but it made people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

"What danger?" I knew he was likely to lie to me, but I still couldn't help asking.

"A little girl, she looks so cute, she pretended to lose her cat, and when you got to this carriage, you answered her that the cat is not here, but she cried so sadly, you took out the candy from the bag, trying to coax her Coax her. When you stooped and lowered your head, she stabbed a dagger into your heart..."

"It's impossible..." I couldn't help myself and interrupted Song Dongyang's words, this is too ridiculous, how could there be such a detailed prediction, even the most accurate prophets, their verdicts should be vague .

Song Dongyang was not in a hurry to refute my words, and said softly: "You can wait and see, it should be soon."

almost?

I clenched my palm tightly, and then let it go quickly. The scenery outside the window is still beautiful, but I can no longer afford to appreciate it.

When I heard the cry of the child from far to near, I couldn't tell whether it was panic or relief.

It was a very beautiful little girl, she was wearing a white pettiskirt, she was very polite to my luggage at the door of the carriage, her raised little face was stained with tears.

She asked in a low voice, "Sir, have you seen my cat? It's a white, fat cat."

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it." I sat in my seat, without the slightest intention to get up, "You can go to other cars to look for it, ma'am."

When the girl heard my answer, she cried very sadly, her face was covered with tears, and she stumbled forward, wiping her tears with the back of her hand as she walked, and said, "Help me... sir!"

"Sorry, I can't help you." I said indifferently, but I put my hand deep into the bag, and the first thing that touched my fingertips was the sugar.

I think my expression must be very subtle, Song Dongyang has a just right and considerate smile on his face, in my eyes, it is almost hateful.

But he just claimed to have saved my life, even though I didn't like it in a way.

I took out the candy, stood up and walked in front of the little girl. A trace of fear quickly slid across the little girl's face, and said timidly, "I'm sorry..."

I bent down and handed the candy in my palm to her: "Eat some candy and make yourself happy."

She stretched out her hand to take my candy, and said embarrassedly: "Big brother, I still have a big secret."

"What's the secret?" I laughed dumbfounded, and moved slightly closer to her.

Her body tensed up for a moment, and the next moment, I stretched out my hand and easily clasped her shoulder. She screamed, and only heard the sound of "click".

She began to struggle violently, I removed her shoulders on both sides, and said softly: "I don't want to kill the little girl, I suggest you don't provoke me."

"Clap clap-"

The applause sounded out of context, and without turning my head, I whispered, "Come and help."

"I suggest you kill her." Song Dongyang's voice was indifferent.

"I seldom kill people. Didn't you say that I hope that I will be less bloody?"

Song Dongyang probably didn't expect that I would use what he said to refute him, so he was speechless for a while.

He found the rope, and together we tied up the little girl and stuffed a gauze around her lips. She looked at us fiercely, but we all pretended not to notice.