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They stood facing each other, outlined and colored by the night, their eyebrows and eyes were different from before, do you think it has changed now?

"Wrong." Ranbai laughed suddenly, Lenia didn't know what she was laughing at, and only heard her say: "You said it wrong."

Lenia froze.

"He's your father, not mine."

A sentence fell lightly, so straightforward.

Lenia was stunned, she didn't expect Ranbai to say this, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word, there was something stuck in her throat and it hurt even a little bit.

So in the end, there are only three words left in everything, the most ridiculous, useless, and ridiculous sentence: "I'm sorry..."

Ranbai brushed past her, the evening breeze carried a faint temperature, the distance is not too far, and you can still touch her by raising your hand, so what? Those years are still out of reach.

Lenia looked at her back, saw the blood moon outlined the outline of the red dress, sullen and arrogant, no longer a teenager.

The palms of her hands broke out in cold sweat for no reason, and her body trembled unconsciously, making Lenia want to hide in a shell and never come out. Now that the shell was about to shatter, she felt the summer temperature of that year in a trance, the shaking branches and leaves, the hoarse cicadas singing, and playing wildly until late last night.

Just like yesterday.

Lenia stopped her suddenly, a bright and bright smile appeared on her face strangely, and her voice was crisp and clear: "Sister! Next summer, can we still go to the backyard of Grandpa Zhang's house to steal oranges?"

"Oranges are very sour." Ranbai said.

"But you haven't tasted it yet."

"It's not necessary."

After a few short conversations, there was a long silence. Lenia smiled brighter and nodded vigorously: "Well... I know."

Ranbai didn't say anything, just left without looking back.

Lenia looked up at the sky, and the smile faded away. She didn't want to cry, so she couldn't understand that there was a person who couldn't even cry.

"Aniang's ashes are buried on Mount Xi'an!"

Finally, she yelled out such a sentence.

Lenia suddenly thought that a person like this would cry silently, hide himself, secretly, without anyone knowing.

They were lucky to meet each other cleanly when they knew nothing.

Even if only for a short time.

That night Lenia had a dream, a dream she had forgotten and then remembered again.

In the dream, unscrupulous laughter resounded through the bright spring, and the huge courtyard was colorful and magnificent.

"Auntie, come and chase me!"

The child about three or four years old was running wildly with a beautiful skirt, smiling brightly, accidentally ran in a hurry, tripped over a stone, and threw himself forward.

Fell down a chessboard.

The complex intertwined black and white pieces on the chessboard instantly became a mess, no longer organized, the pieces rolled to the ground with a clatter, scattered all over the ground.

The figure kneeling in front of the chessboard looked young, with a feeling of emptiness and thinness, pale enough to be sickly, dressed in red, with long silver hair hanging softly behind him, holding a sunspot with his fingertips, frozen in mid-air.

The child fell on the chessboard and stayed there for a few seconds. After realizing the pain, he burst into tears and couldn't stop. Tears streamed down his face: "It hurts so much... Mother, I hurt..."

Ranbai was stunned for a moment, silently looking at the scattered chessboard, hesitantly put the pieces aside, and slowly reached out to help the child.

"Don't touch her!"

Before the hand touched it, it was knocked off by the rushing person, and the back of the hand was red.

The visitor hugged the crying child in his arms and coaxed him softly: "Stop crying, Lenia, be good, my little Lenia is the strongest."

The child gradually stopped sobbing, lying on his mother's arms, looking at Ranbai curiously with his big moist eyes.

The figure remained silent, squatting down and looking at the chess pieces on the ground,

Reach out to pick them up one by one.

Liao Rusi got angry when he saw her, his face turned cold, he stretched out his feet and kicked over the chessboard, and scolded: "What's the matter with you as a sister?! Can't you see that my sister is running? You don't know how to take care of your sister!"

The chessboard was suddenly kicked over, fell to the ground, and fell heavily on Ranbai's hand that was picking up the chess pieces. The pain spread to the joints. She pulled out her fingertips without blinking. She couldn't feel the pain at all. With her blue hands hanging down, she looked up at Liao Rusi blankly, and said in a hoarse and tender voice, "You don't want me to touch her."

"Don't you know why I didn't let you touch my sister? You're ashamed to blame me!" The moment Liao Rusi saw the girl's finger, Liao Rusi took a breath and felt guilty for a moment, but the long-lasting resentment covered it up in a few seconds.

"But I..."

not dirty.

No thought of hurting Lenia.

Liao Rusi was not interested in listening to Ranbai's words, the more she looked at the child, the more her head hurt, and she could always think of those unsatisfactory things at the beginning.

"That's enough, reflect on yourself, and avoid contact with Lenia, and don't infect Lenia with your bad luck."

She finished speaking coldly, and left with the child in her arms.

All that was left in the courtyard was an overturned chessboard, scattered chess pieces, and a frail figure.

Ranbai looked at the messy chess pieces on the ground for a long time.

One sunspot is missing.

This game of chess is over.

For some reason, I felt a little sad.

It was the first time Lenia saw Ranbai when she was a child. She lay in A Niang's arms and looked at the figure curiously. She saw her bending down in the sun and struggling to lift the chessboard up again, picking up the pieces that had fallen on the ground one by one.

"Mother, who is she?"

Lenia had never seen her.

The woman who held her tenderly in her arms said calmly, "Lenia is obedient, don't play with her."

later,

Only then did Lenia know that she had a sister who was two years older than her.

…

It was dark.

The phoenix raised its head, its fiery red and beautiful feathers were extremely dazzling in the middle of the night: "Your Highness, what else are we doing?"

Ran Bai was silent for two seconds, and said subtly: "Look at the sky."

"ah?"

"It's time to rest."

"..."

Ranbai lives in that attic again. Everything in the attic looks old, covered with a thick layer of dust, damp and cold, smells a bit pungent, looks empty, and outlines the appearance of living in childhood.

For so many years, no one has set foot.

It is a forgotten forbidden place.

She opened the window in the attic, just in time to see the peach trees in the courtyard, her brows and eyes softened an inch, and dyed white whispered in the silence of the room: "Sir, good night."

"This time, let me put you to sleep. What story should we tell today? If you want to listen to fairy tales, let's talk about wolves and foxes."

Moonlight spilled in from the window.

The voice was light and hoarse, and it was unhurried in the deep night, gradually overlapping with the gentle and low tone it used to be.

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