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    Shade, bicycle, backpack, teenager.

    The slanting sunlight dyed a touch of orange, and on the asphalt road with mottled light and shadow, a light bicycle came slowly from a distance.  The boy in the car rode slowly, his black jade eyes slightly squinting, letting the slight wind blow the corners of his clothes, and the sun dyeing his hair, looking relaxed and comfortable like a cat taking a lazy stroll.

    Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Han Jiahang's hair had grown longer, and his height had grown slightly taller. His youthful aura contained a faint masculine aura.  .

    Along this familiar path, Han Jiahang leisurely and leisurely finally returned to his current residence before the last ray of light faded away.  Opening the door and smelling the delicious aroma in the air, Han Jiahang tiptoed towards the kitchen with a sunny smile on his face.  The closer it gets, the richer the aroma in the air becomes.  Through the frosted glass, you can faintly see a familiar figure stir-frying skillfully.

    one two three

    Han Jiahang counted quietly in his heart.  When he finally counted to three in his mind, Han Jiahang quickly reached out and opened the door with a smile on his face, and then jumped in with a strong step. Unexpectedly, another figure suddenly appeared. Unprepared, the two figures fiercely  's bumped into each other.

    A girl¡¯s exclamation was followed by the sound of porcelain falling to the ground and shattering.  Only then did Han Jiahang finally see everything in front of him clearly.  A girl with long hair stared at him with a pair of cute misty eyes. She kept rubbing her shoulder with her left hand. It seemed that she had just hit it.

    Li Meiyan was startled by the sudden sound. She looked at Pani who was leaning against the refrigerator and rubbing her shoulders. In a hurry, she glared at Han Jiahang and hurried over, not even caring about the food in the pot.  .

    "Ah, how old are you? Why are you still so frizzy?" After checking, she found that her precious daughter was not injured. Li Meiyan finally took the time to say fiercely to Han Jiahang, "Fortunately, it's okay. If this was  What do you think we should do if Pani is scratched by something?"

    Since he saw the other party¡¯s face clearly, Han Jiahang has been standing aside blankly, watching the girl quietly looking at the girl who was about to cry because of the pain but tried her best to restrain it.  Seeing his mother hurriedly rushing to check without even turning off the fire because of worry, he was like a spectator looking at everything in front of him, but his mind was as chaotic as paste, and the faint pain made him frown subconsciously.  So much so that he couldn't even care about his mother's scolding.

    "Jiahang, are you okay?" Tiffany looked at the younger brother in front of her, and she was so happy that she forgot about the pain just now.  Seeing the other person staring at me unblinkingly, with clear and blank eyes, all the words were choked in his throat and he couldn't say anything, and the tears he tried to hold back finally burst out of his eyes.

    Looking at the other person's tearful eyes, Han Jiahang's chest felt even more heavy. Gradually, he felt that the girl in front of him was becoming blurry little by little, and then seemed to be replaced by another person, someone he cherished but could not remember.  But the more he wanted to see clearly, the more his brain became more and more confused, and finally, it became painful like needles.  Han Jiahang subconsciously reached out and squeezed his temples tightly, but it was unable to relieve the pain. His face turned pale for a moment, which made it difficult to calm down.  Big drops of sweat dripped down his cheeks, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, as if his strength had suddenly been drained from his body.  He had to stagger towards the door behind him.

    "Jiahang, what's wrong? Don't scare me, okay?" Li Meiyan was so frightened when she saw Han Jiahang's sudden change that she rushed over and hugged Han Jiahang in her arms, but she felt cold.  Feeling the secret exertion of Han Jiahang's body under his clothes, her heart completely panicked.  Why is this happening?  Why.  This situation has never happened since I came to China.  Could it be.  .  .  .  .  Li Meiyan's eyes finally focused on Pani beside her.

    Although I had a splitting headache and no strength in my body, it was very difficult to even open my eyes.  But feeling the worries of Li Meiyan and her sister, Han Jiahang mustered up all his strength to give the other party a big smile, and then fell completely into endless darkness.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Han Jiahang finally woke up from the endless darkness.  Looking at the sleeping figure beside the bed, Han Jiahang felt warm in his heart but also felt deeply sorry.  Feeling the other person's cold hand, Han Jiahang gently covered him with the blanket, but still woke the other person up.  Looking at the other party's cute and dazed look, there are still marks on his face caused by crawling for too long.

    "Sister Pani, why don't you go to bed?"

    "Oh, you're awake?" Regardless of the other party's care, Tiffany finally felt relieved when she saw that Han Jiahang was obviously much better.  "howSo, my head still hurts.  "

    Feeling the oncoming care, Han Jiahang felt warm in his heart, and gently shook his head with a big smile on his face.  Then he helped the other person sit on his bed and covered him with a quilt.  It wasn't until he felt that the other person's body was no longer so cold that Han Jiahang asked, "Sister, do you know a girl named Taeyeon?"

    "Shocked, startled, complicated.  After hearing Han Jiahang's question, Tiffany's eyes flickered for a moment and she didn't dare to face Han Jiahang.  It wasn't until a long time that Tiffany finally raised her head to face the pair of black jade eyes under the other person's unblinking gaze.  Feeling the persistence and confusion in the other person's eyes, Tiffany felt a faint pain in her heart.  Thinking about her roommate who was suffering because of the person in front of her, Tiffany felt a little depressed in her chest and wanted to beat him up for Taeyeon.  He didn't know how many times Taeyeon's eyes were red from crying because of him at night. He didn't know how many times Taeyeon sat stupidly on the balcony until dawn because of him. He didn't know how many times that petite figure was because of him.  She missed him so much that she fainted in the audience. He didn't know the fear they felt when they faced the black sea and looked at the darkness in the audience. He didn't know how much she needed his presence at that time.  he does not know.  .  .  He knows nothing.

    The charming eyes were slowly covered with mist, and the crystal tears flowed down the cheeks with residual warmth, hitting the hands and burning in the heart.  All the grievances and helplessness turned into tears in an instant.  Tiffany immediately threw herself into Han Jiahang's arms, beating Han Jiahang with her delicate fists.  The blows made Han Jiahang a little confused, but he felt that this should be the case.

    Tiffany cried for a long time, maybe she was tired.  Perhaps the recently suppressed emotions were released, and he finally fell asleep in Han Jiahang's arms.

    Feeling the dampness and heat in his chest, he lowered his head and looked at the sleeping figure in his arms. Han Jiahang was stunned.  The vision in front of him was blurred again, and the image in his mind gradually became clear, but he could not see it clearly until Han Jiahang finally had a headache and had to stop forcefully.

    Because the place where Han Jiahang is now is a typical Beijing old alley, the nights here are not as neon-lit as in the city, but rather a bit quiet in the countryside.  Quiet night, as cool as autumn water.  Han Jiahang leaned against the old tree in the courtyard and looked up at the stars that flickered in and out of the sky. He felt a strong longing in his chest but didn't know how to dissipate it.

    ??The starry sky, the courtyard, the ancient trees, the young man looking up at the starry sky and frowning.  The quiet night is like water, and thoughts are like tide.

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