[Banana Orange] The song ends and people stay together

[Banana Orange] The song ends and people stay together

Author: grandma

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*Come from the light, and walk with you.

The bitter winter wind cut her eyes like knives, and her frozen hands lost consciousness. The iron rod held in her left hand fell off as she was tired and weak, and rolled half a meter away, leaving behind on the stone road. The bloodstains outline the beauty of violence.

The shadows and lights of the shopping street are extinguished, the moon is covered by dark clouds, and the street lamps are also stingy with their light, stinging and circling with the moths that are about to freeze to death in the early morning.The breathing light of the mobile phone flashed a faint blue light, but Jing Yinling ignored it. She wandered aimlessly in the street, caught a glimpse of a convenience store on the corner of the street, wanted to buy some fish balls but stopped, and walked toward the end of the street resentfully. , eventually stopped in front of a flower shop.

A small yellow lamp was hung on the top of the window, and it was on. It was warm orange, golden near the waves of wheat, like the light of summer.The fine dust traces its trajectory under the light, and the heating in the store protrudes from the gap in the door.The glass reflected her dark blue coat that was stained with a lot of blood. She didn't know how many injuries she had on her body. The pain and soreness were almost numb to her nerves.She used her frozen hands to apply ice to the swollen corners of her mouth and forehead, gasped in pain, and frowned, regretting that she shouldn't have fought at that time.

The girl stared at herself in the window, she raised her arms following the warm yellow light source, subconsciously tied her short shoulder-length hair into a bird braid, wrapped the rubber band two or three times, and plucked her bangs, imitating his example Lowering his eyes, for some reason, another person lowered his voice and started talking to himself——

"Jingyinling, this is the last time I will copy for you."

"Too much rosin on it."

"Quickly memorize the formula!"

"To shut up!!"

The memory jumps frame by frame, and the afterimages of the fragments cannot form a coherent picture, only his expression of frustration.

"Hahahahahahahaha..." She took off the rubber band and straightened her bangs again.

The cold wind was still howling, rolling the dry branches, sweeping away the floating black clouds, and blowing up the corners of her thin clothes.The light of the full moon was extremely soft, covering her side, and she had never touched her thoughts that had been suppressed for six years, but now she missed them a little.

There were some dried flowers in the flower shop. He just glanced at them casually, but only noticed the daisies he liked.

Everything about him was unraveling, like a flood with a gap washing over the plain, boiling back to the sky like a water bird in her heart.

Jing Yinling took out her mobile phone, looked at the text message he sent at four o'clock in the afternoon, just looked at it without speaking.She blinked her eyes, her nose was sour, as if something was stuck in her throat.She never deleted his text messages. There was no copy-pasted happy holidays in them, only two moving addresses and countless reminders to cool down.

The girl went back to the convenience store on the corner, bought a portion of fish eggs and a few bottles of banana milk, and bought a bottle of disinfectant under the panic of the shopkeeper, but she didn't really want to buy it.After setting the location of the mobile phone, Jingyinling carried the bag and hummed a song and fled to the gentle hometown that had always belonged to her by following the moonlight.

She was jumping for joy like a three-year-old child, smiling wryly, forgetting all about the pain on her body.

Jing Yin was woken up by the doorbell ringing again and again, and the other party was still ringing very regularly.The quilt and warm water bag were too warm, and he didn't want to get up.After a while, the doorbell finally stopped, but it was replaced by a kick.The boy squinted his eyes and took out his phone to check the time, but it was a dozen of her missed calls that came into his eyes.In an instant, his blood seemed to freeze, his heart beat too fast, and he became sober quickly. He didn't even wear slippers, and immediately ran to the entrance.

There are too many things to tell, I want to ask where she went, why she didn't answer the phone, how she is doing, why she is so cruel...

He had imagined countless encounters or reunions, but this one was not as shocking as this one. All the complaints and misses were stuck in his heart. He even felt that a simple hug would make her painful, leaving only a silent gaze——

The girl's face was covered with bruises, blood stains, and her mouth was pouting a little unhappy. She only wore two clothes in the winter, and the blood stains on her clothes shocked him.

Jing Yinling subconsciously took a half step back, but he immediately stretched out his hand to pull her into the room, and shut the door with a bang.

"Follow me to the hospital, you're bleeding." He dragged her into the room, his hands were shaking badly, he found a coat and scarf from the closet and put them on her without saying a word, but she was reluctant wear.The boy stared at her blankly for a while, a little absent-minded, and later realized that his hands were sticky, and only when he lowered his eyes did he realize that there were bloodstains all over.

"The blood is not mine...I don't want to go, these are minor injuries, I want to sleep, I'm so tired..."

"Jingyinling!!" After shouting, he stared at her pants suspiciously, "How many pairs of pants do you wear?"

"...Two."

Without saying a word, Jingyin squatted down abruptly, pulled up her trousers, put her warm palms on her somewhat cold ankles, and said angrily, "You're only wearing a pair of trousers!?"

Reflexively, the girl kicked her other foot up, "Are you discriminating against underwear?! One pair is enough for this weather!"

"Five degrees today! Five degrees!!" He rubbed his face in pain, then took out a pair of long johns from the closet and threw them on her, and then closed the door forcefully.

Burning with anger, he squatted on the balcony smoking a cigarette, the smoke lingered in the damp and cold air, and the minute hand moved for a quarter of an hour, one after another, the cigarette butts and ash fell on the ground, making a mess.He got up and left the balcony, knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so startled that he broke in immediately, only to see the girl wearing his short-sleeved shorts rubbing medicine in front of the dressing mirror, and the wardrobe and medicine box were turned into a mess.She didn't have many injuries on her body, only minor abrasions, compared to the more serious injuries on her face.Seeing him coming in, Jing Yinling didn't say a word, but the other party took the cotton swab in her hand, treated the wound on her back, went to fetch a basin of hot water, and wiped her face with a hot towel.

The air is quiet, only the faint sound of breathing can be captured.The boy held her face to clean up the blood on her face, carefully cleaned his baby, and the temperature of his fingertips lingered on her face.Six years have never wasted everything about her, and her eyes are still deep blue, as if staying in the light and shadow forever.

The anti-inflammatory potion was gently applied to the edge of the wound. He knew that she would be in pain, and he knew that she would hide all these weaknesses.The boy was breathing heavily, but his pretty peach eyes were flushed, his throat was choked up and he couldn't speak.He didn't know how she had spent the past six years. She didn't wear her clothes well, and she definitely didn't eat well. The baby fat on her face was gone, and she was so thin that her shoulder blades hurt her hands...

Looking into his weeping eyes, Jing Yinling hastily opened her mouth to break the silence: "...Why don't you knock on the door, aren't you polite in high school? What if I happen to be changing clothes?"

"……To shut up."

"Why do you still learn to smoke? Don't you hate the smell of cigarettes the most?" She was relentless, like a piece of dog skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

"... tell you to shut up."

"The top three middle school bully has turned into a boy who has lost his footing. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality..."

The boy gritted his teeth and said, "Jingyinling, I don't want to get angry!"

"...How dare you get angry at your customers, I even bought you banana milk." The girl immediately behaved, her pear dimples were as sweet as sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Don't be angry with me." He took out the medicine patch from the medicine box and put it on, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jing Yinling rolled her eyes and mocked, "Have you learned physics for nothing? I'll hit you to see if it hurts..."

"..." The boy wiped off the blood stains on her hair and then cleaned up the things on the ground. He took the sneakers she threw away to the entrance and put them in order, then took a pair of cotton and dragged them to her.

"The coat is so dirty, I don't want it anymore."

"There are at home." He said indifferently.

"Your clothes are too big..." Jingyinling twisted the short sleeves on her body, her shoulder line was a big gap, "Go to sleep, don't mess with it, I'm leaving tomorrow, just a little bit tonight I missed you and saw the text message you sent, so I came to play with you, I just sleep on the sofa."

"I'm telling you, Jingyinling, once you enter this door, don't even think about getting out!"

"Don't go out? I've already told you that I can't wear your clothes... This is the only..."

"I said I have it at home!!" He interrupted her, feeling the blood gurgling from his temples, angry and distressed, he directly hugged her horizontally, no matter how the person in his arms tossed, he still held her firmly and walked towards her. Another room.Let the strong cold wind outside fiddle with the dead branches and fallen leaves, but the temperature inside the room is warm and comfortable.She squinted at him and looked at him carefully - the hair was a little longer than she remembered, hanging on her shoulders; the cheekbones were a little thin, but her arms were strong around her, and she realized that he was no longer young Teenager.

He put the girl on the bed, reached out to turn on the light, and a sense of warmth fell into her eyes - the antler lamp stood next to the bedside table, the bookcase was full of comics, and the ceiling was pasted with fine fluorescent stickers.Before he could take a closer look, he was attracted by the hill of dolls on the window sill.

"...This...your roommate's room??"

"It's your room." He corrected her, opened the closet next to her, and threw the pajamas on her, "Winter clothes are on the left, summer clothes are on the right, the skirt hangs in the middle, underwear is in the compartment, and socks are in the middle." In the storage box on the second floor...the clothes are all clean, and they are washed once a quarter."

"...Kagamine, these are mine too?"

"Yes, everything in this house is yours." He said loudly.

"...you... went to the underwear store to buy underwear?" unconsciously, the big man in front of him ran to