He and Hui separated at a corner, and Chen Yi walked home alone. There was no coincidence that he happened to be a neighbor, so he was very sorry.

Qiong’s messages on his phone were still +99 unread. Chen Yi was secretly amused. Most of them were emoticons, durians, pans, and bombs.

Chen Yi:"I'm on my way back."

He casually took a picture of the scenery and went over. He was in the center of the painting, and the red light turned to green.

Put your phone away and move on.

After a while

""Tap~tap~"

His family lived on the second floor. Chen Yi climbed the stairs faster, hoping to see Qiong as soon as possible.

""Squeak~"

While still in the middle of the stairs, the door opened, and a timid little head popped out, and when he saw himself, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Qiong, have you discovered all this?"

After changing into slippers at the entrance and taking a breath, Chen Yicai joked and fondly touched his sister's silver-white hair.

"Because I've been waiting for Onii-chan at the door."

When her head was touched, she shrank down slightly, as if she wasn't used to it. Soon, she pushed it up again, and the soft feeling filled her palms.

[Like a small animal, the little duck Qiong]

"What if you open the door and encounter a bad guy? But not everyone wants to protect Qiong like me."

Putting on a ferocious grimace, Chen Yi viciously frightened the little fool.

[You dare to open the door like this, right? You have to let her correct herself. Although it's quite a surprise, it feels like a daughter-in-law is waiting for her husband to come home.]

"Harsh me, bad Chen Yi."

Pouting his lips, Qiong turned his head away, holding the black bear doll in his hands and crossing it on his chest.

"Okay, I'm scaring you because I'm afraid you'll do this again. What if you open the wrong door one day?"

Squeezing out a smile, Chen melted instantly. This arrogant look is very cute, okay?

"You won’t make a mistake! I remember Onii-chan's pace, speed, and frequency. It's very familiar."

"Fifteen times in total, even if Onii-chan arrives home without sending me a message, I will definitely not admit my mistake!"

Turning his head, Qiong was angry, puffed out his mouth, and looked angrily, as if he was questioning something.

The room fell into dead silence.

[Is it because he has memorized the sound? The fifteen steps are exactly the total number of steps on the third floor.]

[It seems like a tacit understanding developed over more than ten years between family members, a familiarity engraved in the bones, just like when I was a child, when I heard the sound of motorcycles, I knew my father was back.] [

Once upon a time, when I was in junior high school, I also He can hear the footsteps of his family members through their footsteps. In the home where he has lived for more than ten years, his younger brother can also hear his own footsteps.]

Chen Yi's throat was throbbing, but he couldn't utter the words.

[He seemed to have replaced an identical person, and he In order to protect the cerebral cortex, the memory has become a lot blurred, so that some things are not clear]

"Onii-chan, am I a little too fierce?"

I feel that the atmosphere is very subtle. The stupid Qiong didn't expect that the brother he missed so much and every night was a different person. He just thought that he missed him too much, which led to this situation.

"Qiong misses you so much. It’s been a long time since I haven’t seen Onii-chan like this all day long."

"Thinking of Onii-chan talking and chatting with other girls at school, I feel so uncomfortable and feel empty in my heart."

Suddenly she hugged her chest, rubbed her little head against her chest, and said some words of longing, reflecting the girl's inner thoughts and concerns.

No reservations, no obstructions.

Two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, There were slightly wet spots on Chen Yi's school uniform.

He looked down and saw that there were dots of stars on the uniform, which were somewhat reflective, and the star dots were still increasing in area.

Qiong in his arms was already sobbing, choking, and his thin chest was Close to him, the delicate collarbones contracted and retracted with the rise and fall of his neck, without words.

Living people have been dependent on each other for more than ten years. How can this be explained by a single word?

There is a tacit understanding in the bones, familiarity, and mutual dependence. Every minute and every second of my life is traceable in my memory, and it is real. The various things in the orphanage, Granny Zhu, and those friends who grew up playing together, and the injustices they encountered, watched over those who fell asleep. At night, hidden food, dirty clothes corners....

There was a barrage of comments in the live broadcast room, which seemed to be shocking and regretful.

After all, who doesn’t have a family that lasts for several years and decades? Who wouldn’t be touched by this emotional resonance?

It is often sincere and touching.

Chen Yi had no intention of watching.

All he knew was that he couldn't let Qiong cry anymore.

Inheriting the original cause, we must also plant happy fruits

"So after class, I wanted to come back to see you without stopping, but the teacher stopped me."

"He told me some things about the orphanage and lent me some books to read, so he came back a little late."

"I also miss Qiong deeply."

Putting his arms around Qiong, Chen Yi turned off the live broadcast.

[The phone ran out of gas.]

He began to talk about the scenery along the way and interesting things he encountered in school, integrating every little thing into his constant longing for Qiong, forming a The most romantic words of love.

Speak to the girl in a thin, gentle tone.

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