timeless

Chapter 13 Love Letter (3)
"Okay, okay..." Jiang Wei murmured softly, stroking his rapidly heaving back, with Xun Jiu's thin body under his hands, "Stop crying..."

"Sister..." The sobbing voice, unable to calm down anymore, came muffled from his arms, "I regret..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Jiang Wei repeated these two sentences, putting one arm around him, and patting his back with the other.

"Grandma doesn't want me anymore...why didn't I work harder? Why was I so bad..." But it's just a 15-year-old boy who still cries on his own when he's at a loss.Grandma's departure hit him too hard, and he seemed to be unable to accept it all at once, "Sister, my parents don't want me, and now grandma doesn't want me either... Do I hate it? Am I bad?"

Jiang Wei's heart ached at this moment, she hugged Xun Jiu tightly, and put her face on his head: "It's okay, it's okay... Who said your parents don't want you anymore, don't I want you?" Isn't there me? "

He finally tried his best to burst out a low cry, which rang in his ears long and short.

No one wants me anymore.

It's not that she is not sad, but she is one year older than Xun Jiu, and she is more open-minded and calmer than him. After all, everyone understands the truth that "a person cannot be resurrected after death".

But as the eldest sister, what can I comfort Xun Jiu who has been with my grandmother since childhood? "We're all going to die"?Or "Grandma just fell asleep" is such a lie that children won't believe it?

The division of the estate was very peaceful.Unsurprisingly, the house in the will was left to Xun Jiu, who was most worried about by grandma.Then, a passbook with retirement funds and a few gold jewelry were left to Jiang Wei.The old man's inheritance was not much, so Jiang Wei's mother and uncle shared the furniture and other belongings left by the old man.

Although my mother was a little unwilling to leave the house to Xunjiu in the will, and felt that grandma was too partial, she still accepted the uncle's entrustment, collected some living expenses, and agreed to take Xunjiu to live at home and take care of Xunjiu.Grandma's old house was empty there, and my uncle and aunt still lived there when they came back.

The lawsuit has dragged on for more than half a year, and it seems that the death of grandma has also dealt a big blow to Jiang Wei's mother.Until later, Jiang Wei could still remember the way his mother sat beside her grandmother's bed and wailed loudly while holding her grandmother's cold hand.Such a scene made her feel very uneasy, and she worried that her mother would collapse one day.

Xunjiu moved here the next day, and his uncle and aunt didn't stay long either, rushing back to the other place at dawn.There is a room in Jiang Wei's house that is used to store miscellaneous things. Jiang Wei's mother asked someone to move the bed, desk, cabinet and other things that Xun Jiu left at grandma's house.Jiang Wei and Xun Jiu moved the few sundries to another place, then spread new sheets, and arranged the cabinets and tables together.

"The room is a bit small, let's make do with it." Jiang Wei patted the dust on his hands, "It's not like you don't know about my house, where can you find things yourself?"

"Ah."

The one who answered me was already a more indifferent boy who suddenly grew up overnight.

It's like lifting heavy steps, in the grand farewell to summer, shed her immaturity, and stepped into the sad late autumn step by step.

In the evening, Yu Xinye called Jiang Wei, excitedly talking about something.Jiang Wei answered absently on the other end of the phone, until Yu Xinye asked dissatisfiedly, "Did you listen to me?" and then came back to his senses: "What?"

"I said what are you thinking...why are you wandering again?" Yu Xinye on the other end of the phone was very helpless, "Last time it was because of grandma's illness, what about this time?"

"Oh... sorry." I was stunned, "My grandma passed away..."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be stunned, and didn't speak for a long time.It wasn't until Jiang Wei thought he was going to die that a sentence came from the other side: "I'm sorry."

On the next Monday, the school had a morning meeting. Yu Xinye listened absent-mindedly, and from time to time glanced at Jiang Wei who was several people away from him from the corner of his eye.As soon as the team disbanded, Yu Xinye immediately found Jiang Wei's back in the crowd, hurriedly chased after him, and stopped beside Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei stopped and turned to look at him.

"That..." Yu Xinye didn't think about his lines for a while, and he didn't want to be misunderstood by Jiang Wei, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Don't... be too sad."

Jiang Wei didn't speak, but continued to look at him.

As if he had finally figured out the lines to say, Yu Xinye lowered his head to look at her: "I don't know what to comfort you, in fact, I also had this experience, when my grandma passed away... so I can understand Your mood……"

Jiang Wei nodded slightly.

"Think about it."

Still nodding.

"Also, Jiang Wei, you..." Yu Xinye's expression suddenly became serious, which made the girl startled, "What do you think of me?"

Jiang Wei froze in place: "Huh?"

"I mean, what do you think of me?" Yu Xinye looked at her, "We are friends, you can tell me about unhappy things, and I will answer your calls. Don't always be alone From the bottom of my heart, you only said it when someone asked you, and you plan to endure it alone if no one asks you, right? What do you think of me?"

What do you take me for?

Where did you put me?

Jiang Wei stood still.

Yuxin Yelue lowered his head to look at Jiang Wei beside him.The girl's long, smooth hair is loosely tied up with a white hair rope, and the dividing line between the bangs and the tied hair reveals a faint white scalp; there is no hairpin that girls love, and the hair is a little red in the sun .

After a while, Jiang Wei looked up at him: "I see."

Jiang Wei squinted his eyes in the light, and Yu Xinye looked at her, with a look of sadness in his eyes, steaming in the increasingly cold sunlight.Jiang Wei thought he had read it wrong, and when he looked back, the sadness in Yu Xinye's eyes had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable look.

What do you take me for?

Where am I with you?
Why don't you tell me?

I'm listening!

When school was over, Yu Xinye packed his schoolbag and came up, looking at Jiang Wei who was still packing up: "Let's go, I'll invite you to eat noodles."

Jiang Wei stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

Zhao Mengfan, who was packing up next to him, looked over with strange eyes.

Yu Xinye smiled and said to the boy next to him: "Let's go first, I won't play ball with you today." Then he turned to look at Jiang Wei, "Let's go."

Jiang Wei didn't speak, didn't look at Zhao Mengfan, and followed him out of the classroom.

In front of him was the white steam billowing from the noodle shop.

Yu Xinye put down his schoolbag, turned to look at Jiang Wei: "What kind of noodles do you want?"

"Beef noodles." I have eaten too much beef noodles with him, and I am used to blurting out when ordering noodles.

"Do you want to add something?"

"Okay." The girl nodded.Then he thought about it and said, "Look, add it, I can't finish eating too much."

Yu Xinye turned his head and shouted "two bowls of beef noodles" to the busy boss. When he turned around, he saw Jiang Wei holding his schoolbag and looking at the greasy table in front of him hesitantly, so he reached out to take it. Jiang Wei put his schoolbag on top of his own without thinking, "Use mine as a cushion."

Jiang Wei nodded and sat down.

After a while, the boss yelled "Two bowls of beef noodles are ready" and brought the noodles over.

There are a few stars of green onion floating on the light-colored miso soup, large slices of beef are placed on the thin white noodles, and there is also a small braised egg that Yu Xinye added on his own initiative.

Jiang Wei picked up the disposable bamboo chopsticks, took a mouthful of noodles and put them in her mouth. The aroma was so stimulating that she almost couldn't open her eyes.

The two of them ate their noodles quietly.

Jiang Wei slowly bit the noodles sandwiched between the bamboo chopsticks, his eyes swollen from the steaming heat.

At this moment, a pair of bamboo chopsticks was stretched out from the opposite side, and a few slices of beef were put into Jiang Wei's bowl.

"eat more."

The rising white steam blurred the handsome face of the boy opposite.

Surrounded by the noisy din of diners.

Jiang Wei bit half of the marinated egg in his chopsticks and did not move.

After a while, she put down her chopsticks and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand.

Then wiped his eyes.

What do you take me for?

Fortunately, there is you.

Jiang Wei walked home slowly along the side of the road.

Surrounded by tall buildings and turning intersections, the invisible horizon is almost hidden.

The sun hanging in the sky can only see a shallow outline, and the rest is almost completely melted into the strong light.

Jiang Wei opened the door and saw Xun Jiu's shoes in front of the shoe rack. He seemed to have returned, but he was not in the living room.He yelled "Xunjiu" into the room, but got no response.Walked in and pushed open the door of the boy's room, only to find that the boy was doing homework.

"Sister." At this moment, Xun Jiu, who found Jiang Wei, raised his head, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Wei backed out, closed the door, and opened the door again after a while, "Ah, my mother is not here tonight, what do you want to eat?"

"Well... Whatever you want, just do it as you see it."

"Then I'll go downstairs to buy groceries." I felt as if I had taken my mother's place and became the housekeeper.

"Ah."

As if switching channels quickly, the next day changed from sunny to rainy in the blink of an eye.

But the school still needs to do some cleaning.

"A little higher, there is still dust on it."

"Wang Ming, go and sweep the stairs."

"Oops, your water wet my pants!"

Jiang Wei carried a rag, walked past the classmates who were busy in the corridor, and picked a piece of wall at random.

As soon as he squatted down and wiped it a few times, Jiang Wei felt someone approaching him.She raised her head and saw that Zhao Mengfan, who was standing sideways beside her, was cleaning the window sill.

Jiang Wei lowered his head and continued to wipe the mud spots on the tiles.

Zhao Mengfan didn't open his mouth to speak either, both of them regarded each other as air.

Until the other party stood on tiptoe and couldn't reach the top glass several times, he said almost subconsciously: "Jiang Wei wipe this for me." Jiang Wei also stopped his movements almost subconsciously, and then stood He got up and naturally took the rag from the girl's hand, tiptoed lightly, and immediately wiped the area that Zhao Mengfan couldn't reach several times.

It took me two wipes to realize that the long-standing cold war was reconciled as before.

It's nothing more than a girl-to-girl thing.

It was just a small conflict, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from being old and dead to being gluey.

At this moment, a few boys from other classes came over, with strange smiles on their faces.One of the tall boys pulled over a classmate in Jiang Wei's class: "Hey, is there a girl named Jiang Wei in your class?"

"Ah? Yes." The student who was asked replied.

Several boys quickly exchanged secret joyful expressions, "Which one is her?"

The classmate pointed to the front: "Those two girls cleaning the windows, did you see that? The one with the longest hair on the right is the one in the white shirt."

Features that can be recognized at a glance, long hair, white shirt.

Several boys laughed and pushed towards Jiang Wei. One of them squeezed his eyes and handed a piece of paper to Jiang Wei: "Beauty, are you Jiang Wei? Your love letter."

Sure enough, there were all kinds of unexpected noises around, and a mischievous boy yelled "Oh" strangely: "It's the art student who was transferred from the senior class!"

"I saw him quarreling with Mr. Zhou yesterday. The teacher told him to dye his hair back, but he refused to die. But the hair is just a little reddish, and it looks pretty." Some girls gossip.

"I heard from his former classmates that he transferred to our school because he beat the teacher in his previous school."

"Both are painters, they really match." There are even gossips.

But the much-anticipated heroine just frowned slightly, no joy or anger could be seen on her face, she took the paper from the boy's hand, just glanced at it, and her brows furrowed more obviously.The jagged gaps next to the paper and the familiar green stripes on the paper clearly revealed that it was just a piece of paper torn from the homework book distributed by the school in a hurry. Several crooked and fragmented handwriting can be seen vaguely It's "I like you, give me your phone number".

It's so ruined that it doesn't even have a signature.

A love letter is nothing more than a highlight in a teenage girl's life.But such a messy love letter, which is too lazy to sign, may not be something for any girl to be proud of.

Jiang Wei frowned, and was about to return the love letter, when Zhao Mengfan who was at the side suddenly interjected coldly: "Such a casual love letter, isn't it sincere?"

In the phrase.

The boys who sent the love letters were taken aback for a moment, obviously they didn't expect that someone around the girl who received the love letters would say that.

"Don't accept it." A sharp light flashed in the corner of Zhao Mengfan's eyes, but she controlled it well, and the dissatisfaction did not spread to a large area beyond the eyes.

Jiang Wei tightened his fingers holding the love letter, then raised his head to look at her expressionlessly.

The air flow froze for a while.

A few boys found that the atmosphere was not right, and fell silent in a gloomy manner.

Because of Zhao Mengfan's two words, everyone turned their attention from Jiang Wei to Zhao Mengfan.

Jiang Wei discerned sharp indifference and hostility from the face she was so familiar with in her dreams.

After a while, Jiang Wei crumpled the love letter in his hand, smashed it hard in front of several boys, turned around and picked up a rag to continue wiping the half-finished wall: "Boring."

Zhao Mengfan stood where he was, looking coldly at Jiang Wei's back.

At this moment, an exasperated voice came from far away from the corridor: "Damn, fat man, you guys are getting impatient and pretending to be me to write love letters, do you want to die!"

The onlookers exploded, and even a few people smiled in disbelief.

The boys regained their vitality immediately, laughed and scattered: "Oh, Qi Xian is here!"

There was immediate chaos in the hallway.

The boys who rushed over didn't catch any of them. They stopped at the place where the boys were standing just now, picked up the ball of paper on the ground and unfolded it, and immediately changed their expressions: "Damn it, who is Jiang Wei?"

After three seconds of silence among the students in the corridor, Jiang Wei, with his back turned to him, stopped what he was doing, and turned around expressionlessly: "Is there something wrong?"

The boy stepped forward: "Let me tell you, this love letter is not..."

"Okay." Jiang Wei waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the other party's words, "I didn't take the love letter seriously at all, so hurry up and take it away."

The boy was obviously stunned by her reaction: "Uh... that's good..."

Put your love letters away, I don't care.

What I really care about is the confrontation between the two just now.

(End of this chapter)