92, wasteland

Jiang Tian's seat was on the edge of the podium. In fact, he flew after finishing his words, but it was not appropriate to turn his head. He was caught by He Jin to the next process before he seized the opportunity to leave.

He almost strode back to the Lili Tower. Sheng Wang finally moved back to Class A. The seat that had been occupied for a long time finally returned. From then on, he could see the shadow of the other person falling on his desk without looking up.

But when he ran to the top floor, he held the back door frame and stopped, but he did not find the prevailing figure in the classroom.

The atmosphere of the classroom was very strange. From the noisy noise from him, he was stunned by the mute key. Everyone looked up at him, but no one spoke.

Jiang Tian stunned and asked Gao Tianyang while walking back to his seat: "What about Hope?"

The expression of the people around him instantly became weird, and even Gao Tianyang froze. Jiang Tian raised his eyes and found that carp and peppers stopped talking in front.

At that moment, his heart suddenly sank, as if he had a sense.

"What to see, self -study!" Gao Tianyang shouted around. He threw away the unwanted paper, grabbed his hair a little irritable, and pulled Jiang to add the classroom.

"Brother Sheng went to the Political and Education Department." Gao Tianyang said.

"why?"

"Fighting." Gao Tianyang hesitated for a moment and added: "Because Qi Jiahao said you ..."

He lowered his voice, and the words "homosexuality" were extremely vague. He always felt that it was like to say that this was just a knife and bloody.

And when he raised his eyes after speaking, Jiang Tian had strode down the stairs and disappeared into his vision in a blink of an eye. He only remembered that when the other party ran through the corner of the stairs, his lips were tight and his face was pale.

The road to the Political and Education Department almost hit someone, but Jiang Tian couldn't remember it. His head was full of Sheng Mingyang's scene from the cat's waist in front of the auditorium to answer the phone. He didn't dare to imagine the connection between the two, just like he dared not imagine that he was standing in the office of the Political and Education Office.

When he broke into the office straight, he only saw Xu Dazui standing with his waist and stinging at the window.

The pushed door "banged" on the wall. He opened his mouth in the sound of wooden door trembling, and his voice was difficult: "Teacher ..."

Xu Da's mouth turned, looking at him complicatedly, he couldn't say that he wanted to scold him or sigh.

Jiang Tian tried to press his breath and asked, "What about Hope?"

"Go." Xu Dazui said.

For a moment, Jiang Tian frowned, and it seemed that he couldn't understand the meaning of these two words. He buzzed in his mind, as if he was soaked in the glasses, and he became numb for a while.

"What is gone?" He asked puzzled himself.

Xu Dazui finally sighed, "I was taken away by his father."

"Where did you go?"

"What do I know?" Xu Da's mouth looked at him, "Jiang Tian ..."

As soon as he finished the words, he saw the boy at the door hanging down. He finally couldn't hold it. He bent over and supported his knees.

Xu Dazui suddenly couldn't say anything. He did not deal with this situation, because he had encountered it that he wanted to sigh more.

There is no secret in middle school, only rumors that do not know about true and false, even if he has warned people, some things will still spread everywhere, even for a few minutes.

Xu Dazui saw Jiang Tian's fingers holding his fingers on his knees and shrinking, holding it into a fist, and his thumb was holding the joint.

Even if he felt pain, Jiang Tai stood upright and asked, "Did you hit him?"

Xu Da's mouth was dumb for a long time and replied, "No, no fight."

Jiang Tian nodded and left.

Xu Dazui saw him run under the window, through the flower bed full of dead leaves at the back of the building, and went straight to No. 3 Road...I don't know where to look.

In fact, for a moment, Sheng Mingyang wanted to fight. The moment Sheng Wang said "don't check it", everyone could see how embarrassed his father who kept saying "impossible" was. His hands had already been raised and dropped at the last minute, fingers trembling like spasms.

He stood there for a long time, and in the end he just said to Xu Dazui, "Old Xu, I'll take him out for a while, so it won't take up your time."

Even in his rage, he didn't pull himself into a mess, neither father and son were such people. He just patted Sheng Wang on the shoulder and motioned him to go out.

Before going out, he stopped again, turned his head and said to Xu Dazui, who had a sad face, "I'll admit it for him, what's wrong with him, the child is ignorant, and my father is also a mess, causing you trouble."

He bowed slightly, like those parents who are obviously successful in their careers, but are humble and submissive to their teachers.

The slap clearly did not fall, but Sheng Wang felt that he had been slapped hard, pain from his face to his heart. He wanted to say "don't do this", but it was himself who caused this scene, and he was not qualified to say this.

But is he really so wrong? He clearly... just likes someone.

At that moment, Sheng Wang felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to bend down. But in the end he just followed Sheng Mingyang out in silence.

He thought that Sheng Mingyang would bring him home directly, he knew that the other party needed a place without outsiders, but Sheng Mingyang did not.

The car went directly to the Ring Expressway, which was extremely fast, completely inconsistent with Sheng Mingyang's usual driving style. don't know how long it took to step on the emergency brake, Sheng Wang was in pain from the seat belt, and hit the back of the seat heavily.

The car was parked on an unknown side road in an industrial park in the suburbs, and no one came and went. This angle is just right on the sun, and both the driver's seat and the co-pilot are stabbed to the point of opening their eyes. Sheng Mingyang reached out to get the sunglasses, but finally lowered his hand and pulled the handbrake irritably.

He can't drive.

Sheng Wang's eyes were pierced with sourness by the light, but he didn't close it. He just kept staring at the spot of light until the world became a big blank before he heard Sheng Mingyang speak: "When did it happen?"

There was anger in his voice, but when it sounded in the car, it was stuffy and depressed, like dense aquatic plants entwined in layers, and tightened a little bit.

"I don't remember." Sheng Wang said.

The four words caught Sheng Mingyang's anger, and he slapped the steering wheel heavily: "What do you mean by not remembering? When did you start ghosting—"

He might want to say "fuck off" or something, but he can't get on with it halfway through. He rubbed his eyebrows and took a few deep breaths. After being silent for a long time, he tried his best to slow down his tone: "Tell me the truth, is it Xiao Tian he"

"No." Sheng Wang interrupted.

At that moment he felt a huge absurdity.

He wanted to say, do you know how much shadow Ji Huanyu has left on Jiang Tian? Do you know how painful it is for him to be wrapped up in things that he shouldn't suffer at all? Do you know how long it took him to wrestle from those things?

And you just arbitrarily and baselessly attribute all the problems to him, as if he was born that way.

As if he wouldn't be sad at all.

"I chased it." Sheng Wang said, "I like it. I opened my mouth first. I tried my best to hook him. I also smashed myself into class B because he didn't respond, and because I wanted to stay with him. After a long time, I tried my best to take the test, can't you see how happy I am when I usually go around him?"

Sheng Mingyang's face was extremely ugly, and every time Sheng Wang said a word, his expression became a little embarrassed. As if the person who was exposed to the public was him.

He frowned, and finally found a gap and interrupted: "Don't say that!"

Sheng Wang stopped talking, his face also ugly. After a while, he said awkwardly: "You asked, you asked me to tell the truth."

"Dad knows you're not such a person, you don't have those problems."

"You don't know." Sheng Wang said, "You don't know, I know it best. I like my brother, I'm gay."

Sheng Mingyang is still trying to reason: "I know your words are a bit rebellious now, purely to anger me—"

"I didn't." Sheng Wang lowered his eyes, "I didn't want to be angry with you, I was happy and sad at the same time. It's been a long time."

There was dead silence in the car, and Sheng Mingyang was like being slapped. When Sheng Wang said this, he knew that everything he had just said was just trying to find a reason. He just didn't want to admit that his son had become like this.

Sheng Wang sat with his eyes lowered, his dad's fingers clutching the shifter in the corner of his eye, his ring and little fingers twitched slightly, like uncontrollable trembling. If there was something at hand, if he was alone, it might have been smashed.

But he just clenched it for a while, and said coldly, "Break it."

Sheng Wang raised his eyes.

"You don't have to go back to school. I'll call Lao Xu later." Sheng Mingyang said, "I'll arrange a transfer for you."

"I won't turn." Sheng Wang said.

"Either you go or he goes!" Sheng Mingyang finally did not suppress the fire and roared. After shouting, he started the car with trembling fingers, and said without raising his eyes, "I have a way, you can choose one yourself."

The car sped straight out, Sheng Wang seemed to be pressed to death on the back of the seat, and then released abruptly after a while. He felt powerless and nauseated in the constant rush to stop.

He still remembered the joke he made to make people happy on Jiang Tian's birthday, but he didn't expect it to be a prophecy.

"Dad, do you know that the college entrance examination is coming soon?" He closed his eyes in the dizziness, and gritted his teeth tightly. After forbearing for a moment, he continued: "Have you ever thought about the impact of transferring schools now? Have you thought about these every time you go through those procedures? Have you thought that I might not be able to catch up? Have you thought about the possibility that I may not catch up? Can you really get used to it once, and then plummet?"

"Have you thought about it yourself?" Sheng Mingyang was expressionless, "If you think a little more, you won't be able to do such absurd things."

"I don't find it ridiculous."

"You really don't think so? Why don't you think it's ridiculous, why are you afraid of being found out? Why don't you think it's ridiculous, why are you happy and sad, why are you sad? Shouldn't you be justified?"

Sheng Wang was speechless. He wanted to say that was not the case, but at that moment he suddenly couldn't find the words to refute. It's as if people walk in the dark for a long time, and even they can't figure out the way.

Sheng Mingyang didn't even look at him, "Go tell everyone now that you are with your own brother, and see how others react!"

He was so angry that he was almost speechless, and after he finished speaking, he closed his eyes. The body trembled, but Sheng Wang was not shocked, but his chest was cold.

I don't know how long it took before he stubbornly said, "I keep going."

Sheng Mingyang held the steering wheel silently, nodded after a long time and said, "Don't tell me that."

Who do you tell? Sheng Wang was at a loss for a moment.

The car whizzed through the bend in the mountains and into the suburban cemetery. It was not too soon or too late. The whole cemetery fell into desertedness and silence. The white marble statue was thickly frosted, and the heart was numb.

Sheng Wang was dragged into the pale building, through the rows of equally pale photos, and stopped in front of one of them.

Sheng Mingyang dragged him, pointed to the smiling person in the photo, and said tiredly after a long pause: "Tell your mother, come, Wangzi. You look at her and say, you want to be with your brother, you gay, say!"

Jiang Tian ran to the end of No. 3 Road, went out along the west gate of the school, and stopped at the place where Sheng Mingyang parked, where people had already stopped.

He turned around in place and hurried to the outside of the Wutong.

Old Man Ding and Dumb were picking vegetables in the house. One could only gesture, but the other couldn't understand them, so they could only sit in silence.

The old man was bored at home for a holiday, thinking about Jiang Ou Ji Huanyu all night long. That's how people are when they're old, and they worry about it all the time. He sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night, sometimes he can't fall asleep at all. Maybe it's too cold, and people have become dull and dull.

So much so that when Jiang Tian appeared at the door, he didn't react for a few seconds. After a long time, he made an "oh" and said with bright eyes, "Xiao Tian? Isn't school starting today?"

Jiang Tian gasped against the door frame, and said "um". It was only then that he touched his pocket and realized that he went to the meeting in the auditorium without a schoolbag, and his mobile phone was still hidden in the bag.

"Why are you running in such a hurry?" The old man turned around.

Jiang Tian lowered his head, he gritted his teeth, and then swallowed the sour feeling. Ask the old man, "Has Sheng Wang been here?"

"No ah."

As expected.

Jiang Tian nodded, but his movements were jerky and difficult. He borrowed the mobile phone from the old man and called Sheng Wang.

The phone rang a few times and was picked up, and his heart came alive in an instant, but before he could speak, he heard Gao Tianyang say over there, "Brother Tim..."

His heart hit the ground again.

"Brother Sheng's schoolbag is in the classroom." Gao Tianyang whispered.

Jiang Tian hung up the phone, found Sheng Mingyang in the old man's call log, and dialed again, but the other party was turned off.

He called a car and rushed back to the white horse alley, but the house was empty. Aunt Sun cleaned it before she left, and the smell of detergent lingered in the whole house. Because of the dampness, it was so empty that it made people chill.

He looked everywhere he could, but found nothing. In the end, with little hope, he ran to the rental house at the north gate of the Affiliated Middle School that he had never lived in for a day.

It was deserted inside, he knew no one was there, and he didn't bring the key. But he stood there and couldn't help knocking on the door. As if knocking a few more times, someone would open the door from the inside to welcome him in.

Because he remembered that someone said that he would not be locked out.

But he knocked for a long time and no one came.

He has been used to playing a role similar to an adult since he was a child, taking care of Old Man Ding, Jiang Ou, and himself. He carried everything he could and couldn't carry on his back. Although he was very tired, he always felt that he could bear it.

So that sometimes there is an illusion, as if he is not afraid of anything, can afford everything, and he is omnipotent.

But when he was 18 years old and really entered adulthood, he realized that there were too many things he couldn't take care of. He is like a poor bricklayer, tearing down the east wall to make up the west wall, but he is too stretched to take care of the left and right. In the end, he couldn't even do the simplest thing to stand with Sheng Wang.

He also realized that the connection between him and Sheng Wang is dense, but it is as thin as a hair, and it is all in the hands of others.

The city is so big, people come and go, and the faces around him are blurred. No matter how he runs, he can't find the one he wants to see.