To rely on others is to promise each other

Chapter 6 Missing

Jiang Yubai looked into his eyes, sobbed softly, "Do you dislike me? I didn't mean it, and I won't cry next time."

Pei Shanqing was sore, as if someone had breathed him invisibly, a certain part of his heart was in constant pain, and he rubbed his thumb on his wrist, "I don't dislike you."

Jiang Yubai pursed his lips lightly, revealing an arc that seemed to be unflattering. Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and slowly fell to the corners of his lips, smearing a piece of water.

Pei Shanqing wiped him carefully with a paper towel, her fingers brushed his lips inadvertently, not forgetting to encourage him to jump out of panic and try to express, and asked softly: "What did you dream about? Tell me."

Jiang Yubai lowered his eyes halfway, and narrated his dream in a weak voice: "I dreamed that I didn't move, but there was a power outage in the house, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I could only hear my parents crying and yelling. my name."

"Afraid of the dark?"

What Pei Shanqing said was a question, but his tone was unquestionable. After finishing speaking, he was about to reach out to turn on the light, but Jiang Yubai grabbed his hand halfway.

His palms were full of sweat, and his cold fingertips were wet, even the gaps were wet. Pei Shanqing was slightly stunned, and forgot to pull his hands back for a moment.

"Don't turn on the light, it's embarrassing." Jiang Yubai sniffed and begged, "Just stay like this for a while, brother."

Pei Shanqing remembered that he was night-blind, taking advantage of his inability to see clearly, he moved a little closer, looked at the sadness in his brows and eyes, listened to his disordered breathing, and asked knowingly: "Can you see me clearly?"

He sat with his back to the light, and Jiang Yubai couldn't see clearly, but his frowns and frowns had long been engraved in his mind. When he said this, he could automatically associate the small expressions on his face, like a bragging like dogs.

Jiang Yubai didn't answer, but changed the subject and said, "Brother, do you still remember the past?"

"It's such a long time ago, I can't remember clearly, I just remember that you loved to cry when you were young." Pei Shanqing brushed away the hair that was wet with sweat on his forehead, and tried his temperature, "Fortunately, I didn't have a fever."

"Every time you think I'm noisy, but you still hug me and coax me to sleep." Jiang Yubai looked at his little thoughts in the past, opened and closed his lips, "Actually, I'm not that annoying, am I?"

"No."

Pei Shanqing would rather him cry in front of her like this than let him cry secretly under the quilt, and said following his words: "Jiang Yubai, are you sleepy? Do you want me to coax you to sleep?"

Jiang Yubai blinked, and it took more than half a minute before he asked vaguely: "Is it possible?"

"can."

Pei Shanqing pulled him to sit down by the bed, let him lie down, and covered his eyes with warm palms, "Now you can think that the reason why your eyes are dark is because I blocked the light for you."

Jiang Yubai had just cried, and his nose was a little stuffy. At this moment, he was breathing softly with his lips slightly parted, pinching the corner of Pei Shanqing's clothes with his fingertips helplessly.

"So no matter what, I'm always by your side, you know?"

His sweat-soaked fingers were held by Pei Shanqing and put back under the quilt. Pei Shanqing patted his shoulder slowly, doing movements that could calm him down unskillfully.

After a few minutes like this, Pei Shanqing knew that Jiang Yubai was still awake, and his slightly trembling eyelashes scratched his palms, causing a tingle that lingered all over his body.

Jiang Yubai suddenly asked him, "Brother, are you sleepy?"

"It's okay." Pei Shanqing sat beside him, but couldn't help yawning when he continued to move.

Jiang Yubai made exactly the same movements as last night, except that he could pull Pei Shanqing's clothes this time and let him sleep in the place he vacated.

"Don't dislike me, let's squeeze together." Jiang Yubai said.

Pei Shanqing let out a short and hasty sigh, I don't know how many times he repeated it tonight: "I don't despise you." But he still didn't choose to lie down beside him.

Jiang Yubai was still leaning against the corner of the wall, leaving him room to lie down, and asked inadvertently, "Then do you remember how long we haven't seen each other?"

Pei Shanqing knew how to answer this question, and said without hesitation: "It's been nine years since you were six years old."

"It is said that children don't remember things, but I remember you very clearly." Jiang Yubai chuckled lightly, and said in distress, "I cried for a long time when I said I was going abroad."

"Little crying bag." Pei Shanqing commented.

"Do you miss me?" After Jiang Yubai finished asking, he said directly, "I miss you very much, and I've been thinking of you all the time."

After expressing his thoughts clumsily, he paused for a moment, while Pei Shanqing waited patiently for his next request.

"So can you sleep with me for a night for the missing you have accumulated over the years?"

Pei Shanqing wanted to correct his wording, but facing a 15-year-old kid who knew nothing about love, he felt that he was judging a gentleman with a villain's heart.

He was obviously blushing, but as if to prove something, he said: "Forget it, just squeeze and squeeze."

Pei Shanqing's hands covering his eyes didn't move, he turned around and lay down beside him, with a small distance between them, whether they were close or far, like a balance between two planets. separated by distance.

Jiang Yubai chuckled, and deliberately moved towards him until he felt resistance from Pei Shanqing's hand pressing on his face.

Pei Shanqing teased him anxiously and kindly: "Jiang Yubai, are you still six years old? Lying together is not enough, you have to be hugged to fall asleep?"

Jiang Yubai stretched out his hand, but did not hug him. Instead, he grabbed the corner of his clothes as before, and answered irrelevant questions: "I don't think I will have nightmares tonight."

Pei Shanqing didn't speak. For Jiang Yubai's sake, he changed his pretentious habit of living alone and accepted lying in the same bed with others. But after thinking about it, it seemed that since he was nine years old, the only person who could share the bed with him was Jiang Yubai was alone.

He didn't know if Jiang Yubai had a nightmare that night, but he had a rare intermittent dream.

Specifically, it cannot be called a dream, but more like a walk across the present and the past, or an absurd and funny aftertaste.

Seeing his deceased grandfather, Pei Shanqing stood in front of the photo studio and waved at him. He looked down and saw that he was holding Jiang Yubai, who was only six years old, who was eating a lollipop.

He was wearing a small white suit with a cute pink bow tie on the collar. His soft hair turned to golden brown edges under the sunshine, and the knuckles of his little hands were still light pink.

Standing in front of the camera, Pei Shanqing couldn't help but look back at the family members who had left before smiling at the camera.

The hand he was holding was pulled, Pei Shanqing looked at Jiang Yubai, he smiled so much that he showed two small canine teeth, and said to him, "Brother, look ahead."

With the flashing lights on, the scene in front of Pei Shanqing faltered for a moment, and then he heard Xiao Jiang Yubai's cries one after another, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly followed the voice to find him.

I saw Jiang Yubai, who was still serious just now, with a smile on his face, sitting on the ground without any image, pulling his father's trousers, his eyes fell directly on the clothes in the window.

"What's the matter, Jiang Yubai?" Pei Shanqing went to pick him up, "Who messed with you? Why are you crying again?"

"It's just that your brother is used to you." Jiang's father, who had been stern and refused to coax him, laughed when he saw him coming, and pointed to the window, "Your brother insists on wearing this to take a picture with you alone, why should we If you don’t want to listen, you talk about him.”

Pei Shanqing cast his eyes, and after a subtle pause in the lighted suits and wedding dresses in the window, he asked Jiang Yubai in his arms, "Do you want me to wear a skirt to take pictures with you?" Then he immediately asked himself and answered: " Don't even think about it."

Jiang Yubai cried until his nose turned red, rubbed his eyes pitifully, put his arms around his neck, buried his head in the socket of his neck, and begged with his mouth pursed, "Then I'm wearing a skirt, you can take a picture with me brother .”

Pei Shanqing was speechless, hesitated for a long time, and scolded him dryly: "Do you know when that skirt was worn? I want it when I come up."

"Stop making trouble." Pei Shanqing carried him away from the window and sat on the soft sofa, but did not let him go.

"When did you wear that?" Jiang Yubai couldn't help blinking, and asked in confusion, "Can't I wear it?"

"It was worn by the bride when she got married. How old are you? The hem of the skirt is longer than your whole body. Can you fit it?" Pei Shanqing coaxed.

Jiang Yubai bit his fingertips and thought for a while, then said firmly: "Then I will wear it when I grow up, brother wait for me."

"Even if you grow up, you should wear the suit next to you. Your future wife should wear a skirt." Pei Shanqing quickly found another reason for rejecting him.

Jiang Yubai shook his head, and replied firmly: "It's okay, my brother wears a suit, and I wear a skirt."

Pei Shanqing found it funny, thinking that he didn't understand what he said, knocked on his forehead and said, "I told you I want to wear it with your wife, why are you so stupid?"

"I, can't I be my brother's wife? I watch TV and call this... a child bride!"

When he said this, his tone was very serious. The adults around him laughed together after hearing this, and Pei Yi also corrected his statement with a smile: "It's not allowed, Yue Bai, the wife refers to girls, you are boys .”

Jiang Yubai shrank into Pei Shanqing's arms aggrieved, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly: "But isn't it said on TV that men and women are equal? ​​Why can't I be my brother's wife?"

"What strange programs have you been watching on TV?" Pei Shanqing was helpless, seeing that he was about to cry again, he patted Jiang Yubai's head and said perfunctorily, avoiding the topic of his wife: "Okay, okay Don't cry anymore, or I won't wait for you in the future."

"Brother, have you agreed?"

"...Agreed, don't cry anymore."

Jiang Yu smiled through tears, and Pei Shanqing also had a smile on his lips. Just as he was about to touch his forehead, his eyes became blurred, and everything that was vivid disappeared like foam beside a quiet lake.

Instead, the sky is divided by huge panes, half of which is gray and half is blue, dotted with the rising morning light, which reminds him of Jiang Yubai's tears, will it be the same? Same.

The plane on the tarmac in the distance slowly moved onto the runway, accelerated into the sky, and left the city with Jiang Yubai who had not said goodbye to him personally, gradually shrinking into a small black dot in the sky.

Pei Shanqing dully realized that maybe he subtly thought that Jiang Yubai should stay in the country, specifically by his side, so that in summer he could coax that crying little troublemaker, and even more seasons, Until he becomes less vulnerable.

It was inappropriate to remember that when Jiang Yubai had just returned to China, he awkwardly made excuses and refused to see him, for fear that he would make him feel ashamed and embarrassed by the stupid things he did as a child.

But now it seems that Pei Shanqing can't accept his polite retreat from him more than being clingy and coquettish.

When the sky was bright, Pei Shanqing opened his eyes with vague memories of his childhood, and saw Jiang Yubai's sleeping face not far away.

It may be because of a cold, the thin lips are morbidly white, and the wrinkled corners of his clothes are clutched in his hands, the quilt is draped around his waist, and the thin and white arms are draped on it, and the blue blood vessels can almost be seen .

Pei Shanqing, in the gradually clear daylight in the room, corresponded to the content of the dream, connected piece by piece with the face in front of him, and finally came to a strange conclusion.

If he actually wore that dress, it should look great.

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The author has something to say:

Is it true that no one likes to cry in the early stage and be sickly in the later stage? (crying)