Song Qinghuan's tearful eyes were hazy, and his little hand gently touched his chest. He asked in a trembling voice, "I want to see my brother, OK?"
Then another tear came down.
When the cold thumb to explore the past, her tears to wipe away, and then nodded faintly.
The snow continued to fall, the weather was getting colder and colder, but the room was warm as spring.
The next day, song Qinghuan got what he wanted and saw his plain speech.
They sat opposite each other, because they had seen each other yesterday, and they were excited about what they wanted to be excited. They were lost and recovered. The grand joy of seeing each other for a long time had been calmed down, and they were very calm at the moment.
In fact, song Qinghuan had too much to say and too much to ask.
But when she really met people, she found that she didn't know what to say, and she began to ask what to say first.
"How have you been for more than a year? "Qinghuan," he said plainly in the end. Although he was the most old-fashioned prologue, he finally broke the long silence.
Song Qinghuan said with a smile: "I'm fine. I just miss you so much. Where have you been during this time? Do you know that I have been looking for you, and I always believe that you are still alive, until I met the man with four fingers. The man said, "he killed you, and he threw you into the sea to feed the fish."
"After forcibly taking me away, the man beat me hard, tied my hands and feet with hemp rope, put them in hemp bags, and then threw them into the sea. However, I was lucky enough to get rid of the hemp rope and escape from the sack. Later, I was saved by a fisherman, so I survived."
Thrilling process, plain words, gently narrated, indifferent tone, as if telling other people's stories.
A strong sadness filled song Qinghuan's heart. She bit her lip, and her eyes turned red again: "if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed. Brother, you have suffered, but now you are well. You have finally come back, and you can be avenged."
Yan Ping looked at her with a smile: "do you believe that my brother has been wronged?"
Song Qinghuan nodded heavily and said firmly: "of course, I always believe that my brother is wronged. I know that my brother is a good man and will not do anything illegal."
His eyes dropped slightly. Some did not dare to gaze into song Qinghuan's eyes. "My brother is not as good as you think. My brother is not a good man. My brother entered the times group to help a friend."
Water eyes blinked, song Qinghuan eyes is clear look, dumb voice way: "I know, brother's diary falls in me here, because the brother disappeared, I can't find you, so I read your diary, I know x, now also know x is time mu, just, between you two in the end is what?"
Shi Yuhan was silent for a while and sighed gently, "it's a bit complicated to say. I don't know where to start. My brother and Shi Mu are classmates and good friends. Later, he wanted to deal with Shi Yuhan, so he asked me for help. At that time, he didn't enter the times group, so I will tell him some information about the group."
Song Qinghuan pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and then gently asked, "brother, are you..."
After all, song Qinghuan couldn't find out the last four words: "I like the time.".
She felt that since her brother didn't want to tell her, she had better not ask, as long as she believed that her brother and Shimu were friends.