As Yesterday

It took a long time for He Yu to react.

She was still chewing fish tofu in her mouth, but it was not spicy anymore, worrying about the time now, worrying that she is not a teenager, and her stomach is not.

The taste of cumin fermented in her mouth, and she didn't know why she was bitter or two after chewing.

"Liu Ci, did you make a mistake?"

He Yu closed her eyes, she drank a bottle of beer, she asked for another bottle, and snorted when she opened the cap.

It's like her mood at this moment, the steam of beer, her anger.

After many years, it finally made a comeback.

"Lian Xiaoli is not in that kind of relationship with me," she rarely mentioned Lian Xiaoli, and she could say that she could not mention it, but new friends don’t know, old friends are inevitable, "Don’t take what you think Is the final conclusion on me?"

He Yu's throat was a little sore, and his speaking speed was particularly slow. After speaking, he took a deep breath, turned his face away, and looked away.

"sorry."

Liu Ci apologized, and He Yu laughed, "A sincere apology is just to talk casually."

"Since you are willing to mention it, I will also ask, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

"Because of Lian Xiaoli? What happened to you two?"

He Yu lowered her head, holding the plastic cup on the table in one hand, her fingers were slender, and she wore a ring on her little finger. The silver ring was very nice.

"She likes you."

Liu Ci said, she pushed her glasses, rubbed her temple with one hand, "She hates me."

He Yu: "You two can't deal with each other, but why does she want to leave when she hates you?"

It's actually quite naive to put it out. He Yu thinks back when he was a teenager, he felt that a lot of it could not be remembered, but people's memories would only leave marks on key points, or he didn't think he needed to be special. Mark the place you remember.

He Yu has never been sensitive in this matter. It may be because of her gender or she is too familiar with it. She doesn't think too much about it.

"Are you homophobic?"

He Yu asked.

A cluster of fire suddenly appeared in Liu Ci's heart, which burned to his eyes, and through the glasses, He Yu felt that Liu Ci was staring at her.

But after watching for two seconds, Liu Ci suddenly felt that there was nothing angry, and she sighed, "My mother is an accomplice."

She cut the subject, but the phrase "I like you" was still unspeakable after all.

"what?"

He Yu didn't know how to talk and turned to Liu Ci her mother.

"The fire that year was not only Aunt Liu, but also my mother..."

Liu Ci closed her eyes, she was holding a beer bottle in one hand, and He Yu's windbreaker was very large for her, hanging out to make her wrist thin, as if she could break it with one hand. .

But He Yu knew that Liu Ci was not a chopstick at all, she was made of steel. When I was a child, someone overturned the old lady’s hot water bottle at the alley. A group of children passed by, and Liu Ci was with He Yu. Finally, they were seen by the old lady and said that Liu Ci hit him.

She was still holding Liu Ci to find her parents to reason, Liu Ci did not let go, Yang Chuo hit her, she just didn't.

He Yu originally wanted to forget it, she just had to recognize it. Yang Chuo is different from Hong Lanwen. Yang Chuo beats people hard, unlike Hong Lanwen watching the thunder and the rain.

Liu Ci was beaten silently, his face flushed, and there were no tears of grievance.

A child who sheds tears can always get something good, she just doesn't.

In the end, the old lady couldn't stand it anymore, just forget it. After two days, a parent came to apologize and said that her child had caused trouble.

She didn't do it, or it wasn't something she confirmed, she wouldn't admit it.

The fire was so far away, it almost burned the materialized memories of their childhood, and it also caused the playmates who were together to go back and forth, and after all, they could not return to their childhood intimacy.

He Yu thought for several minutes, then raised his eyes incredulously: "Why does your mother do this?"

Without Liu's answer, she also remembered.

In her impression, Yang Chuo was a skinny person. He smiled as if he didn't smile. In contrast, He Yu might still think that Liu Ci's dad could speak better.

But it's too small, the adults of the Liu family are not normal.

Liu Ci lowered her head, and she talked to He Yu in a low voice. Her tone was very plain. It was just like saying what I ate at night, but it was this tone that made He Yu feel even more absurd.

Still a bit sad.

Cool also has the effect of a bit of autumn breeze.

She looked at Liu Ci, looked at the other party's body wrapped in a windbreaker but became thinner and thinner, and she could understand why Liu Ci was so bitter and enmity.

This person has been thinking more than others since he was a child. He Yu is the kind of person who spends as much as Honglan Wen, and Liu Ci is equal to ten yuan.

She always said that she should keep a little bit, and she will need it someday.

He Yu laughed at her thinking a lot, what's the matter, I'll always be by your side, you can tell me with money.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I didn't know that the gathering and dispersal of the world would never be able to rehearse first, not to mention that she was such a big-handedly who couldn't save much.

When he was in college, He Yu watched many Hong Kong films because of the subject, and then went to see the original. Later, he simply read the author's books, including prose and so on.

There is a theory of "pre-sorrow" mentioned in this book. You should prepare for the funeral before you consume it.

She thought of Liu Ci inexplicably. In fact, she thought about Liu Ci without any reason. She often thought about it, and often told herself not to think about it.

But there are some emotions that you can't even control yourself.

At the heart of Liu's poems is a person who is filled with grief. God must have added too much salt when preparing her materials, so that everything about this person was extremely salty and turned into astringent.

"But Liu Ci, it has nothing to do with you."

He Yu still couldn't hold back, reaching out and holding her hand while pinching the beer bottle, and covered it by herself.

The secrets of the elders enter the incinerator along with death. This kind of act of adding fuel to the fire is mixed in sin, and it is difficult for people to liquidate it. After all, Yang Chuo's life was full of deceit, sorrow and shackles.

Why should Liu Ci carry such a heavy thing?

"related."

Liu Ci was still lowering her head, her sight was nothing but this tattered small square table with wooden annual rings circled around, human traces left on it, oil stains from food, wet traces from beverages, and scratches from a knife. ...

A person's life will leave traces.

Yang Chuo did not become her earliest name even after his death. As her daughter, the only Liu Ci who knew these must remember these.

She couldn't get rid of blood, kinship, and dependence, and she was even afraid that she would become such an extreme person step by step.

From resistance to hatred to despair and finally to the bottom, it becomes murder.

"Related He Yu, if it weren't for my mother, Lian Xiaoli's family wouldn't be like this...nor would she..."

Liu Ci’s eye sockets were very sore. After crying, her eyes were sore, and then her throat began to hurt. Her hands fisted uncontrollably, He Yu grabbed her, and finally dragged her over and hugged her.

"Related He Yu, He Yu... He Yu... Lian Xiaoli she likes you so much, how can I... how can I... He Yu... He Yu..."

Liu Ci's voice became dumb because of crying, and He Yuxin started to feel pain when his name was called. Liu Ci was so painful that she felt pain.

"Why can't you, don't we say that we can be friends for a lifetime?"

He Yu's taste is still the same. The smell of daisy with too much washing powder has not changed for so many years. Liu Ci has also used this brand of washing powder for many years. Later, she was afraid that she would be crazy, so she changed it.

Kemeng helped her remember that she realized how much she missed this person when she was hugged and her tears burst.

Since Lian Xiaoli likes He Yu, since He Yu is not disgusted, he will even treat her better and better.

Then I shouldn't be an eyesore, if I don't click it, I can still leave myself some decent things, otherwise I will look down on myself.

So sixteen-year-old Liu Ci chose to leave without hesitation.

But fifteen years later, Liu Ci was held in He Yu's arms, and his voice trembled and called He Yu's name.

After all, she couldn't let it go, reluctant and unbreakable.

"It's okay Liu Ci," He Yu patted Liu Ci on the back, "Since I'm back, let's live there. Didn't we make an agreement when we were young? We have to live in the opposite door, not in the same community, and eat together every week. a meal."

At that time, the sky was very blue, and the uncle who sold glutinous rice cakes rode through the alley on a bicycle. He Yu listened to the clattering sound and stomped downstairs to buy. Liu Ci was waiting for her upstairs, and they were playing flying chess.

He Yu took a bite, and Zhizhi fell on the clothes. Liu Ci reached out to help her pat it off. He Yu lazily propped his chin and said that when we are rich, we must live together.

Liu Ci: "Let's talk about it when you make money."

He Yu Hey, "Can you have a little confidence in me?"

Liu Ci was dizzy, and the emotional ups and downs were very common for her, and it was also rare.

Too little external release, such a gaffe is simply a wrong kind of extraordinary.

But He Yu doesn't care. She thinks that Liu Ci is true. The great writer Liu Ci is too far away. In fact, she accidentally went to the Liu Ci signing event a few years ago because she participated in the same venue as the event. There are many fans, cheering for the character created by Liu Ci. It is easy for children to regard such a creator as an idol. He Yu stood in the audience and watched the person on the stage turn around dumbly.

"Is it not good?"

He Yu released his hand, drew a tissue to wipe Liu Ci's tears, took off the other party's glasses, and muttered, "Don't panic?"

While wiping carefully, Liu Ci lowered his eyes, and He Yu was still pulling his other hand. "There are more than 30 people, and it's really horrible to cry."

Liu Ci wanted to get his glasses back, but He Yu turned and avoided.

She tried it by herself. The degree was too high and her vision was blurred and dizzy. Liu Ci looked at her. He Yu's nose was very firm and he looked much better than her with glasses, but she squinted and finally picked it off.

Put on Liu Ci.

"Someday, I will take you to see her."

He Yu stood up and went to checkout. Liu Ci followed her. He Yu always felt that she couldn't walk steadily. He reached out and held Liu Ci, "Drunk?"

Liu Ci shook his head: "Dizzy."

"You will rest tomorrow, right?"

"Um."

The car was parked on the street, and there were still dozens of meters away from here. The alley was very quiet in the early morning, and the dim street lights could barely illuminate the outline of the road.

The shadows of the two of them are drawn to the old, maybe the atmosphere is too similar to the past, maybe it is the same person holding his hand, Liu Ci's mood has improved a lot.

It's just that she is too tired, physical and mental exhaustion made her eyelids fight.

He Yu looked at her with a groan.

"Your body is too weak, I'm really afraid you will fall after a few steps."

Liu Ci: "No."

He Yu: "I know that you can pretend to be awesome in front of others. Don't force yourself in front of me. Sleep when you are sleepy and eat when you are hungry. Can you still walk? If you can't walk, let me carry you."

Liu Ci: "I am not a pig."

He Yu didn't bother to pay attention to her retort, "Come on, don't tell me if you are too young."

Liu Ci was still squeezing, he was picked up by He Yu and rushed to the street.

At this time, there was no one around, and the two people who were all the ages of the old lady seemed to be back in their youth.

He Yu: "Are you a piece of paper? Isn't your chest dented?"

Liu Ci ignored her, He Yu turned his face and shouted several times, and found that the other party was actually asleep.

"Ah... it works."

The author has something to say: Amway "Ruin" -???

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I’m more long-winded, and I’ve never written about this kind of time span before

They are relatively blunt, but the character of this real character is very unclear)