A Certain Someone

Jiang Ti's hand is unfortunate, and the body temperature will fall into the fingertips, and it will be buckled again.

I heard the birthday you said, and I know that you extend your hands in the night. Looking at my dumb: "I caught you."

I have already caught you, so you can't pretend that I have not happened.

The wooden staircase is ignorant, and the footsteps are a bit anxious, and the last step is almost stepped down. When I got it, I have rushed from the upper bed.

He hasn't thought about what to ask, what to say, already standing in front of that person.

Jiang Ti did not rely on the bed bar. He sat on the bed, the right holder on the knees of the song, shoulder the microwow, the moonlight passed through the bed, and he fell a silver white bright color, he sat in the shadow.

The hand that is only looked around, and the long finger is half. He is full of eyes, and his eyes fall in the void of the palm, silent.

Until the shadow of the prostitute, the twisted twist is in that piece of bed, he lifts his eyes.

Prestige suddenly didn't open it. He looked at Jiang Ti's eyes, the heart jumped very quickly, the chest was full, but the brain was blank.

They also fell into a quiet, and the relatives of the finger entangled were growing crazy in this moment, silent, and fill the entire room.

No one can see it, only their own heart knows.

They have a good one in their own heart.

Jiang Ti's low voice is a bit blur in the night: "When will I wake up?"

Looking at the chest, it is clear that it is just a five-six step, from the bed to the bed, he is like a three thousand miles.

He said: "I woke up early."

You grabbed my moment, I woke up.

"Why don't you speak?" Jiang Tian said.

Sheng said: "Do you think?"

Jiang Tian is moving, it is lightly like a tremor caused by breathing or heartbeat.

Looking at him, I don't know why I can't stand the kind of sudden silence. My dumb said: "I thought you said that it is a few minutes or ten minutes, and I will turn waiting for you everywhere, the result is left, etc. I didn't see you, I climbed up, I want to play a mobile phone. "

He laughed in myself and said, "I didn't expect that the wine is too strong, I accidentally fell asleep."

He quietly, said: "In fact, I have never been pairing."

When I said, I didn't think that it was just a topic. After that, he reacted, these words took a few more complaints, just like deliberately letting Jiang Ji Soft. It is like if you don't say something, it will be like this late.

Zhi Zhi said to him, don't open this mouth better, this night is actually so like to abide.

But he still didn't hold back, and asked again: "You don't say something, why did you go so long?"

Jiang Ti watched the paper bag raised on his legs and said, "Because it is going to get tomorrow."

Looking at: "Do you not say?"

"Live you." Jiang Ti said, "How couldn't."

He pinching the corner of the paper bag, very lightly eyebrow: "But I am not good at."

"what?"

"Not very good at giving people a gift."

"Don't be good at it." Sheng said that he took the paper bag, and said: "I will be happy when you send anything."

The paper is very thick, and it is impossible to strike the corner, or the rain is tidy. Looking for two layers, I finally got a gifted one from the perspective of the peeled place.

It seems to be a cortical cover.

He almost thought it was a note, and it was found that it was a photo album. Now there is a mobile phone cloud disk, and he has never used this.

But he remembers, in the gap of a chat, he seems to have said to Jiang Tian, ​​he likes the old album of the old man.

The phone will be bad, the cloud disc is too much too much, those who record a certain point in time are flooded in the data of the smoke sea, if not, I can't think of it.

So that he sometimes feels that the time has been blurred in the past 16 years. He has not much remembers where he has, who has lived.

There is only a moonlight in the dormitory, and Jiang Ti is getting up and comes to unscrew the table lamp. Looking through the light to see the photo book.

This album is a bit special, the cover is a quick-sought, the painting is a common red bowl commonly used in his avatar, like it is special.

He smiled in his mouth and turned over the first page.

He actually didn't think about what photos will be put in the photo album, but when I saw the first one, I still stunned.

That is an old photo, maybe it is an instrument limit, the clarity is not as high as it is now. But the street trees and pedestrians have light contours.

Yes, there is no specific person in the photo, but a lively street.

Looking at the beginning of a little, but soon he noticed the road sign in the corner - that is the street outside the old house of Baima Hall, his house.

The photo is on the upper right corner, some people wrote a year on the edge.

The moderate model is ambiguous, and the second page is opened. That is a shopping mall, at the junction of a crossroad, the traffic is there, the sun is on the glass, and the brightness is shaken into a film.

Similarly, this photo is also written in the upper right corner of the photo, in the first year of the first one.

He suddenly remembered a certain car in the early morning, a part of the evening to the government, and some other moments he chatted to Jiang Tao-

"I am a child, I can toss, and I often have a lot of people."

"and then?"

"Then I follow this street, I must go to the street from the street. I will see everyone's life, I can go back to sleep back."

"Why is this street?"

"Because of the lively."

......

"See the crossroads? Is there a shopping mall here former? When I was young, I said that when the grandfather has not passed, I saved the street every day."

"Do you understand?"

"Two years old, of course, I don't understand, it is to go to micro-service private visits, natural emperor's life, no way. But the mall is no longer, I don't know which year."

"Demolition last year."

"Then I turned back so bad. If I have a year, I can still come back."

......

Looking forward to a page, the number in the upper right corner changes a year year. He saw a lot of roads in the photo, home near the home, near the primary school gate. Then he arrived in another province, and saw the school gate of the first three often sneaken, and the flowers street of the school.

The last shot is this year, the photo is the Ximinyou, you can see the big characters on the school door, passing through the door is a cross street, there is a narrow road in the street, there is a car selling pancakes, there is a temper outside. The entrances of those long lanes.

On the other side of the photo, he is the most convenient convenience store, writing a big two words - joy.

The most special place for him this year is all in this photo.

On the way to Joy, there is a back photo of a school bag with a photo of the bag. He lifted his right hand, like people behind him.

That is to look at yourself.

From the first year to the sixteen year, the road he walked over was in this album. He is already unclear. I didn't expect someone to help him find it all, and then the existence here.

Every road is full of people, the lively is extraordinary, every year is a sunny day.

Looking at the last one, I haven't looked up for a long time.

His back hand turned off the lamp. The whole dormitory was re-fell into the night, the photos became blurred, and he flew like a few eyes.

After a long time, he turned to ask Jiang Tic: "From which photo of these photos?"

His voice is more dumb than before, with extremely slight nasal sounds.

Jiang Tie is on the table, just looks around, shoulders touch the shoulder. His eyes have the color of the moon, clear a piece, but a shackle is full of depths: "Looking, the brother helped me."

Hope again: "When is the last?"

Jiang Ti said: "Don't remember, it is very early."

Looking at the head.

After a moment, he said: "Why did you take me behind?"

Jiang Tic didn't talk.

Looking: "Why is you so good?"

Jiang Ti is silent for a long time, and the eyebrows and let go, say: "I am your brother."

Looking at the head again, this time he quietly, for a long time, I went to the Jiang to add the hand of the table, and the bones were white. He only said: "Then you have to catch my hand because you are my brother?"

Jiang Ti did not give a new explanation, but it was silent for a long time.

Just that the album looks great to the mood, and the wine is over. He felt that he was actually very calm, but the words were impulsive than a sentence.

Every time, every time I was asked, his heartbeat will be a little faster.

Maybe it is very close to the shoulder distance, or just an illusion, he thinks that the heartbeat of Jiang Tian seems to be very heavy, and the silent appearance is quite opposite, like the waves of the Tour in the sea.

He listened for a while and turned his head and looked at Jiang Ti: "Brother, you are as fast as me."

Jiang Ti is very gently closed, like wanting to block the embarrassment and impulse, but when he opened, the emotions in the eyes have become more strong.

"Don't call this." He turned over to look forward.

Because of the reason, the distance is more close at hand. It is a bit chaotic, and suddenly there is no rhythm.

He saw that Jiang adds a moment to look down, fall below his nose, but restrained back.

Looking very lightly, "You just said, all because you are my brother, why don't you call it now?"

Jiang Tie finally turned back back, he looked at the stunned emotions in the slightest.

I didn't know how long he didn't know: "Because I will feel that I am crazy."

After finishing, he biased up.

Moonlight passes through the window glass, in the table corner, like a cut geometric pattern.

I don't know which dormitory people haven't slept, maybe the night talk is perhaps, and the blurred laugh is in the night.

Two boys in the house beside the table, the finger holds her finger along the table, the staggered nose is trembled and tested, they kisses each other, chase, and calm.

Juvenants is the wilderness of midsummer night, and they can't finish burning.

When the wind blows, the wild grass has been connected.

Cherry