At Qingruo's age, all the New Year's money was in her parents' pockets, and she asked for a hundred yuan for being cute.
He spent three yuan to buy a bright red rose, and the remaining ninety-seven yuan was taken out of the small cartoon bag and put into Xu Nianyang's palm.
Money of various denominations is mixed with cookies, candies, and chocolates.
She lowered her head, and the sunlight reflected on the top of her black hair, which was very dazzling.
Xu Nianyang clasped his hands to the brim, and there was wind around him, so in order not to blow out the things in his hands, he held them a little tighter.
Qing Ruo was still rummaging in the bag with her head lowered, the last candy was dug out from the corner, stuffed into his palm, and finally looked up to see him smiling brightly like summer.
Xu Nianyang was wearing Xu's father's old work clothes, with four big pockets on the chest, two on the top and two on the bottom, Qing Ruo directly touched him.
Pulling open the fabric on the two pockets, holding the money and candy with his little hands and putting them on both sides, the movement is full of soft and waxy voices mixed with the friction of wrapping paper, "Brother, the strawberry-flavored toffee is super delicious ~"
Seems to have a soft spot for strawberry flavored things.
But he drank all of her strawberry-flavored milk every week.
Of course he did it on purpose, but now why does he suddenly feel that it shouldn't be.
Xu Nianyang managed to free one hand, and grabbed her two little hands that were still struggling, feeling cool.
He put all the things in his hand back into his pockets, rubbed his hands for her, warmed them up and stuffed them into the little plush gloves hanging in front of her.
"Ruoruo, let's go to the park."
"En." Qingruo looked at him and nodded, one hand was held by him through a glove, his hand was facing the cold wind.
Qingruo changed her posture, took his arm, and stuffed his hand into her pocket. The place was full of candies, so she took out two by the way.
The hand with the plush glove was particularly heavy, and Qingruo was so angry that she failed to peel off the package after peeling it off twice.
Xu Nianyang kept looking at her, stroked her hair, took her fluffy fingers with both hands and led her to tear off the wrapping paper.
Qingruo fed it directly to his mouth, swallowed, her eyes were bright and she couldn't hide her anxiety, her voice was embellished with a sweet sound of water, "Brother, ah~"
Xu Nianyang didn't open his mouth, he put the candy in his palm and put it under her mouth, she wanted to stop, Xu Nianyang said softly, "I'll eat one."
The little girl didn't have time to answer, she had already lowered her head and plunged into his palm, her warm and humid breath came, her small lips opened in his palm, and her tongue touched his palm when she rolled the candy.
The little girl raised her head with a smile, smacked her mouth and continued to peel the candy. Xu Nianyang raised his hand and looked at it against the sun, a shiny line was printed on his palm line.
It seems that I have heard people say that this thread is a lifeline.
Because of the Spring Festival, even the street trees on the street are decorated with joy, and the whole street looks like a red territory.
Qing Ruo was wearing a red wool cap, a red scarf, and pinkish gloves.
When the two of them walked for a while, she turned her head to look at Xu Nianyang.
Xu Nianyang pulled her to avoid the crowded intersection, "What's wrong?"
The two of them had just passed the red street light, and there were not many people on this road. If Qing Ruo stopped, Xu Nianyang also stopped and turned to look at her.
She was really clumsy with gloves on, she pulled off the gloves and quickly took off the scarf around her neck, her braids were pulled back and forth, looking dumb and cute.
Xu Nianyang frowned slightly, and the scarf that still had her body temperature wrapped around his neck.
She didn't know how to wear it, so she pulled it to the front and tied it in a knot. She didn't need to look at Xu Nianyang to know how strange it was.
Qing Ruo's eyes were full of starlight, she observed her masterpiece, and when she was satisfied, she nodded with a serious appearance, "Yeah, my brother also needs to be a little red."
Pinned to the small bag was the rose she bought for three yuan. At this time, she pulled it down and handed it over solemnly, "Brother, here it is for you."
Xu Nianyang has put on a lot of flesh recently, and he is not as thin as before. His face is sharp and angular, and his unopened form is cold and handsome. Like an adult, it feels very disobedient, but it always brings out a gloomy aura.
Now she is surrounded by a messy scarf, holding a rose in one hand, her hair is messed up, and the shadows cast by her frowning eyebrows and long eyelashes cover the emotions in her eyes.
Just look at the shape, no matter how you look at it, how stupid.
Xu Nianyang raised her hands to straighten her pigtails, put gloves on her, and raised her folded collar around her neck.
Holding her hand and continuing to walk forward without saying anything, Rose broke off the extra branches and put them in his pocket.
In fact, Xu Nianyang really didn't think about changing anything. His expectations were worn out during the three years in prison, or they were gone as early as the age of eighteen, or maybe earlier.
There is no need to delve into it.
What should life be like? Xu Nianyang didn't know, and didn't need to know.
Beat it, it doesn't matter.
Hunger and cold, in fact, it doesn't matter.
Because in the end the world will go to hell. At the last moment, he stood on the top of the dilapidated tallest building in the world. The last human.
The human world that has multiplied for thousands of years is over.
So even if it is rebirth, there is no need for any changes, everything remains the same, and he is very satisfied with the final result and likes it very much.
The child was restless, the little guy he was holding was bouncing up and down, his fingers rubbed against his palm with fluffy gloves, and his palm was itchy.
Xu Nianyang looked at her sideways, unable to imagine what it would be like for her to die, or what it would be like to become a zombie.
He frowned tightly, and the chill spread all over his body.
Qing Ruo was staring at a pet shop, when she turned around, she saw Xu Nianyang's spooky appearance.
With a sweet smile, he shook his hand, "Brother, look at this cute puppy."
Xu Nianyang looked in the direction of her fingers, but there was no difference. In his eyes, the world was boundless black except for her. Buildings, people, animals, and plants were all pitch black, like after the end of the world, but also like Before the world was born.
"Well, it's very cute." Xu Nianyang nodded, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and his gloomy aura instantly moisturized like jade.
Qingruo held his arm, half of her body was hanging on him, Balabala's soft voice was talking to him, "I really want to raise a puppy, but my mother said no, the puppy dog It stinks, the house will stink, and Qingruo's favorite cake will also stink."
"Smelly?" Xu Nianyang's cold voice was very soft, looking at the small animals in the pet shop not far away, smelly? Ruoruo likes cakes, but not smelly ones.
After Xu Nianyang graduated from junior high school, the Xu family and his wife did not let him continue to study in high school, but found him a part-time job in a factory in the suburbs.
It is said that it is a part-time job, but it is actually the same as a full-time worker's daily work content, but because he is young and cannot sign a labor contract, he can only be counted as a part-time job.
The factory promises to give an extra 200 yuan per month, but the factory will not be responsible for any accidents involving injuries.
The Xu family agreed.
The factory has a dormitory for workers. Xu Nianyang has a bed of cotton wool, a quilt, a pillow, three sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes. The water glass is a small thermos that Qing Ruo gave him to take to school, with y printed on it.
The factory is in the eastern suburbs, an hour's walk to Xu's house.
I go to work at 8:00 am and leave work at 6:00 pm, with a one-hour meal break in between. The factory provides three meals. I can eat enough but not well.
He walked for an hour every night to the downstairs of Qingruo's house, where Qingruo did her homework. Sometimes her parents were at home at night, and she was not allowed to go out except on weekends. Qingruo found a small bamboo basket, wrapped the used scotch tape with wool, and put it down from the window of the room.
Qingruo's home is on the third floor, and the thread needed is long or short. Put a note in the small basket, write a simple sentence or draw a very simple pattern, add a candy or a A fruit that I have at home.
Two hours back and forth every day, Xu Nianyang has been away for four years.
Xu Nianyang is now a head taller than Qingruo.
He was wearing a black sweater inside, and a thin black jacket with a large lapel on the outside.
It was just October, and the weather in City K was fairly mild, but it was a bit windy in the morning and evening. Yu Xu Nianyang himself could just wear a single piece, but Qing Ruo wanted to talk about it when he saw it, so he added a coat.
Qing Ruo bought them all. Xu Nianyang stood at the gate of the community waiting for her. When he was bored, he thought about his small dormitory. From the slippers that entered the door to the toothbrush and toothpaste, either she bought them or the two of them went to buy them together. Everything has her mark.
The little girl who is already in junior high school has her hair growing to her waist, and the school does not allow her hair to be draped, so she always wears a ponytail when she goes to school. Now she puts down a small bulging mark around her neck, her eyes are bright, her lips are red and her teeth are white.
Xu Nianyang seemed to have seen her smile.
She seemed to be like this all the time, from the first time she saw him, looking at him in that dirty and narrow alley, she had looked at him with a smile on her face.
Sure enough, she had a good-looking and attractive smile, and her eyes seemed to bite people's hearts.
"Brother~"
"Yeah." Xu Nianyang nodded slightly, waiting for her to come closer and raised his hand to rub her hair, "Have you finished your homework?"
Qingruo made a bitter face, rolled her eyes and slapped his hand away, and walked forward without answering him.
Through two layers of sleeves, Xu Nianyang slightly lowered his arm but didn't feel the heat in her palm. He followed her with a big stride and took her little hand, "Don't be angry."
He just said casually that Qing Ruo would not be angry with him because of such a thing, or in other words, as long as she didn't hurt herself, she would not be angry with him no matter what.
No confirmation needed, he just knew.
The little girl hooked his fingers with a smile, and her arms had already climbed over to hold him, with half of her body weight on his side, and she walked and told him interesting things about this week's school.
Xu Nianyang listened carefully, and would ask questions about his points of interest from time to time, and Qingruo would either answer him, or ignore his questions impatiently and continue talking.
"Ruoruo, my biological father has come to look for me, and he hopes that I will go home with him." Xu Nianyang waited for her to finish speaking before opening his mouth, his footsteps did not stop, and his tone did not change.
Qing Ruo let out a little exclamation, and was stunned for a long time without answering, her hand was held by him and her body instinctively followed him forward.
"Brother, do you want to go back?"
Qing Ruo stopped and turned to ask him.
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this world,
I only trust you.
—[Black box]