Chapter 78

After withdrawing, he sent another one: Okay.

Xiang Siye came over with his schoolbag: "Get dressed and let's go."

Jing Yuwen put away the phone and nodded.

They stopped at the school gate, Jing Yuwen hooked Siye's hand: "See you next year."

Xiang Sinye said: "Not necessarily next year, just tell me, I'll find you."

"You can't go back on what you said!"

"Absolutely not."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "Be careful on the road."

"You too."

After getting on the bus, Jing Yuwen looked back habitually, while Xiang Siye stayed behind and watched the bus as before.

It seems that he saw Jing Yuwen turn his head and gestured to Siye. Jing Yuwen waved to him immediately, until the bus was getting farther away, and Jing Yuwen could not see the shadow of Xiang Siye before he let go and sat down with peace of mind. just.

When she got home, Su Yan was cooking when she heard Jing Yuwen open the door and ran over to take a look with the spatula in her hand.

"Xiaowen is back!"

Jing Yuwen nodded and squatted down to change his shoes.

Su Yan added: "Go and rest, wash your hands and eat later."

"Um."

The atmosphere was a little awkward, as if Jing Yuwen and Su Yan were not mother and son, but strangers.

Jing Yuwen forced himself to look as if he didn't know about their divorce. He went back to his room in a normal manner, put down his schoolbag and took off his padded clothes, then went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and finally sat at the dining table.

During the meal, Su Yan kept serving Jing Yuwen dishes and asked about Jing Yuwen's recent study status, but Jing Yuwen just answered lightly without showing any emotion.

Before going to bed, Jing Yuwen went to the balcony to have a look. Large flakes of snowflakes were falling from the sky one after another. He took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it to Xiang Siye.

J.: I'm also watching the snow

J.: [Picture]

Jing: That's like watching the snow together.

J.: Hmm.

...

He stood on the balcony and chatted with Xiang Siye for a while, and when he turned around, he found that Su Yan had been looking at him, and he asked, "What's the matter, mother?"

Su Yan shook her head with a bit of suspicion on her face: "It's nothing."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen always felt that his time at home would not be peaceful, and the quarrel came quickly. The next morning, Su Yan made breakfast to wake him up, and Su Yan kept trying while eating.

"Xiaowen," Su Yan took a mouthful of white porridge and licked her lips: "Have you been in love recently?"

Jing Yuwen was stunned, with a cookie in his mouth, he thought about it, Ma Yan must have seen those words he posted on the post bar before, and she must have sent it to Su Yan. If so, he deliberately concealed it. It's useless, just admit it directly: "Yeah."

Su Yan is still testing further: "Yes, who is it? Do I know him?"

What did she ask, what did Jing Yuwen answer: "I know."

"Before Ma Yan..."

Jing Yuwen interrupted her: "Did she send you another post saying that I was in love with Xiang Siye."

Su Yan smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, but I don't believe in posts, I only believe in my son, but..."

Jing Yuwen continued Su Yan's words: "But someone in that post claimed to be Jing Yuwen, and also admitted to everyone the fact that he likes Xiang Siye, right?"

The smile on Su Yan's face froze: "Yes, so?"

Jing Yuwen put down the cake in his hand and said, "It's true, I'm with Xiang Siye, and I like him."

Su Yan's hand trembled slowly: "Jing...Jing Yuwen, what did I say? I said if you want to fall in love, tell me, I won't allow it, I know that the modern same-sex has been considered by many people in society. Agreed, but why do you want to follow the trend? Jing Yuwen! You are just an adult now, and you can't make a correct judgment on many things. Is there anything you can't tell me in advance?"

The more Su Yan spoke, the more excited she became. Jing Yuwen took a deep breath: "You didn't tell me about your divorce from my father, so is it necessary to tell you about my affairs?"

Su Yan frowned and froze for half a minute, then said again: "Then, can it be the same? My divorce from your father is purely a problem with the way we get along, how about you?"

Jing Yuwen pressed his tongue against his cheeks: "Me? I didn't follow the trend, I just like Xiang Siye, I just want to be with him!"

Su Yan stood up excitedly, patted the table and said, "Shut up! You are sick, do you know? You have a problem with your brain! Your heart has been corroded, you should really go to the hospital to check on you. brain, or go to a psychiatrist to see your perverted and twisted heart!"

Jing Yuwen laughed at himself: "Yes, I'm sick, how about you? Are you good enough? Will my dad not come back if he is good enough?"

"You!" Su Yan suddenly walked up to Jing Yuwen and slapped him fiercely: "Shut up, don't block me with your dad's affairs!"

This slap really hurts. As soon as it fell, a red handprint was printed on Jing Yuwen's fair face. Jing Yuwen covered half of her face and looked up at Su Yan. Su Yan suddenly calmed down and squatted on him. Go ahead and touch his face.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen, Mom didn't do it on purpose," Su Yan said with tears in her eyes, a little choked with fear: "Mom just wants you, I hope you take the right path, and don't be polluted by those evil spirits. , Xiaowen, mother is for your own good..."

Jing Yuwen pushed Su Yan's hand away coldly and looked away: "Is it for me to divorce my dad?"

Su Yan wiped away her tears and said, "No, that's not the case, there's a real reason, Xiaowen, be obedient, don't get in touch with that Xiang Siye again, okay?"

Jing Yuwen said in despair, "What's the reason? It's just not getting along well?"

Speaking of the emotions he had been suppressing in his heart for the past few months, he suddenly burst out. His voice became louder and stronger, and he asked: "If you want to get a divorce, why did you give birth to me in the first place? Wouldn't it just be less of a burden if I lost it with the garbage bag? I don't contact him? Can you be harmonious without contacting him?"

He stood up and said in a restrained voice, "You're right, I'm sick, I should fucking die!"

After he finished speaking, he went back to the room, grabbed a piece of clothes and ran out. When the door was closed, he heard Su Yan shouting his name hoarsely, and the sound of glass products falling to the ground.

There was heavy snow like goose feathers outside. Jing Yuwen didn't know where to go. He didn't want to see Xiang Siye now. He walked to the gate of the community and there happened to be a bus. .

Jing Yuwen sat in the car until all the people in the car finally left. The driver's uncle got up and looked at him: "Young man, this is the terminal. Where are you going? Young man!"

Jing Yuwen came back to his senses and nodded: "I'm sorry."

The uncle watched him get out of the car and said to himself, "This guy is really weird."

The wind picked up, and the wind from Beicheng hurt his face. Jing Yuwen stood at this station for a while, and another bus stopped, and he went up again.

I don't know which bus this is, but the phone in Jing Yuwen's pocket kept ringing. He took it out to see that it was a message from Su Yanhe Xiang Siye.

He didn't want to read Su Yan's message, so he opened Xiang Siye's dialog.

J.: The snow is a bit heavy today, so we can have a snowball fight.

J.: What are you doing? Have you eaten?

Jing Yuwen looked at his news with mixed feelings in his heart, and after thinking for a long time, he still told him about his quarrel with Su Yan this morning.

J.: I'm fine, I like you, but you're free.

Jing: I'm a little confused...

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and when he looked up, he saw the building where he and Xiang Siye had performed together. The bus stopped at this stop, and he got off the bus by surprise.

J.: Don't mess around, I want to see you happy, nothing else matters.

Jing Yuwen looked at the phone screen and took a deep breath.

Scene: [Location]

Jing: came here unknowingly. The last time came here, saw a psychiatrist.

He remembered the billboard he saw at the door of the building last time, and he felt that he might really need to consult now.

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, entered the building, and after memorizing the detailed address on the billboard, he went up to the twelfth floor.

"The twelfth floor," the elevator door opened, and Jing Yuwen muttered to himself, "Turn left to the third room..."

A familiar figure passed him by. He saw that it was Liu Ping, but he didn't show anything. As if he didn't know him, he went straight to the psychiatrist's place.

This Doctor Zhang is chubby, just like the picture on the billboard. She first gave Jing Yuwen a comfortable chair to sit down, and then sat opposite Jing Yuwen, speaking in a very kind voice.

Just as she was about to speak, the phone rang suddenly on the nearby table, and she got up: "I'm sorry, I'll go take a call."

Jing Yuwen nodded. Dr. Zhang took his mobile phone and walked behind a glass door. Through the clean glass, Jing Yuwen saw that she was looking at him, sometimes nodding, sometimes embarrassed, as if she was looking at him. It's the same as discussing Jing Yuwen with the person on the other end of the phone.

The phone call took about ten minutes. When she came back, she poured a cup of hot water for Jing Yuwen: "Come, have a drink and relax."

Jing Yuwen waved his hand to refuse: "I'm not thirsty."

Dr. Zhang said: "It's not whether you are thirsty or not. Research has shown that drinking half a glass of warm water can relax a person's heart, making it easier to discover deep cravings."

"what?"

Jing Yuwen felt that she was talking nonsense, but he had no evidence. After all, he was a psychiatrist, so he could only drink half a glass of water with suspicion.

Dr. Zhang took the cup and said with a smile, "Okay, that's it."

Jing Yuwen looked at the back of her as she went to put the cup. The fat back gradually appeared as a double image, and slowly his eyes became more and more blurred, and finally he lost consciousness.

He was woken up by the cold wind. When he opened his eyes, he found that he couldn't move. He lowered his head to see that he was bound now.

He looked around, it was like the unfinished building where kidnappers kidnapped hostages in TV dramas. Looking out, there were only icy buildings and the cold wind blowing.

If it weren't for the cold wind that made his face hurt, he would have thought he was dreaming, and after struggling a few times, he realized that he had been firmly tied to the chair under him.

"Anyone? Anyone?"

An almost insane laughter was approaching him from behind, and he seemed to recognize the voice, it was Liu Ping.

Liu Ping walked in front of him, put down the water basin in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Oh, Jing Yuwen, tsk tsk tsk, the little angel of justice in the world, this is your angel's nest."

Jing Yuwen was frightened by her laughter, he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Liu Ping stopped smiling and asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean? I invited you to mess with you, and you will ruin my future?"

Jing Yuwen said, "It's you who ruined yourself! If you were a music teacher safely and steadily, there would be no such incidents!"

"I ruined myself?" Liu Ping laughed twice, walking around Jing Yuwen, and said, "I'm looking for a part-time job to make a living, what did I do wrong? I just want to live! Those people went to the Education Bureau to complain about me and exposed me on the Internet. How can I be reduced to this point? Jing Yuwen, you have hurt me so badly! My husband doesn't want me anymore, I can only sweep the floor in that broken place and clean it up. It's been so tiring to look at people's faces, and the wages can be counted with fingers!"

Jing Yuwen frowned: "It's not anyone's fault, just you, your life is life, isn't the life of others not life? Yes, everyone has desires, which is understandable, but if you don't achieve your desires, you will destroy them. Do you ruin other people's lives? Have you ever thought about how traumatized your students will be as a teacher with a few vicious criticisms? Do you have to kill their self-esteem like this? What about them? Who is responsible for their future?"

Liu Ping slapped Jing Yuwen on the back of the head from behind: "Bah! If they don't let me make money, they'll be damned! A bunch of bastards who can't keep up with eating shit! And you, what right do you have to accuse me of? ? Are you a saint? Haven't you ruined my life?"

Jing Yuwen's padded jacket loosened a few buttons at some point, revealing the necklace with a ring in front of his neck. Liu Ping walked up to him, looked at the ring, and reached out to take a look.

Jing Yuwen said nervously, "Don't touch this!"

Liu Ping sneered and pulled the chain off his neck with all his strength and threw it aside. He only felt the pain of being scratched by a rough object on the back of his neck.

Jing Yuwen tried to calm himself down, he said, "Let me go first, or you will ruin the rest of your life!"

Liu Ping smiled: "The second half of my life? Haven't my second half of my life been ruined by you?"

She picked up the water basin beside her: "Tick for tat, I'm going to destroy you now!"

Jing Yuwen subconsciously ducked to the side, but he couldn't dodge, a basin of ice-cold water poured straight down from the top of his head, he still persuaded: "You let me go, there is still a chance, don't really destroy yourself. Own!"

"I'm just annoying these fake saints, you are a little brat, what qualifications do you have to discipline me? Who do you think you are?"

Saying that, she bent down and picked up a brick behind Jing Yuwen and slapped it on the back of Jing Yuwen's head: "Shut up your rotten mouth!"

Jing Yuwen only felt a heat flow from the back of his head, and then he lost consciousness.

I don't know when, when the sirens suddenly sounded outside, Jing Yuwen's vision was still blurry. He vaguely saw Xiang Siye hugging him beside him, and some people in police uniforms walking around. Feeling so tired, he closed his eyes again and passed out.

When Jing Yuwen was really awake, it was already evening. The dusk shone on the snow-white quilt through the window. The things in front of Jing Yuwen gradually became clear. He saw a woman standing in front of the window. For a time, he thought he was dead.

"Where is this?"

The woman heard the voice and immediately turned on the lights in the house. She sat next to Jing Yuwen and smiled softly: "Are you awake, Xiaojing?"

Jing Yuwen knew this person. This was Xiang Siye's mother, Mei Lan.

"Aunt!"

Jing Yuwen wanted to sit up, but Mei Lan gently pressed her shoulders: "Good boy, lie down, your fever has not subsided, you should rest well."

Jing Yuwen asked, "Where's Xiang Siye?"

Mei Lan helped him tidy up the quilt, talking like she was coaxing a kindergartener: "He went to the police station with your parents, I told him to come back to see you early, are you hungry? Let him buy you something delicious."

Jing Yuwen's voice was a little weak: "I'm a little hungry, but I don't know what to eat."

Mei Lan thought for a while and said, "Then I will tell him directly to let him take it. As for what to bring, it depends on his heart. If we Xiaojing he does not want to eat, he will be punished!"

Jing Yuwen knew that Mei Lan was trying to make him happy, he smiled, and then remembered when he suddenly touched his neck.

Mei Lan asked, "Are you looking for that ring?"

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Yes! Is it still there?"

Mei Lan said, "Don't worry, that's with Si Ye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Siye hurried in. He carried a bag of food, put it on the table, and rushed to the bed.

Mei Lan got up: "Xiang Siye is here, please talk to me, I'll go out first."

After Merlin finished speaking, she picked up her black coat from the side chair and walked out.

Xiang Siye's eyes were red, and Jing Yuwen touched his face distressedly: "I'm not dead, why does it seem like I'm dead?"

Xiang Siye didn't speak, just looked at him and said, "Would you like to hug me?"

Jing Yuwen's right hand was infusion, Xiang Siye got up and went around from right to left, sitting on the edge of the bed, carefully supporting Jing Yuwen and letting him lean against his arms.

Jing Yuwen smiled: "It's still warm in your arms."

Xiang Siye bowed his head and kissed his forehead, he remembered a dream he had just now, so he said: "Xiang Siye, I had a dream, on a quiet beach, all I could see was Warm sunshine, as soon as I look back, I see you standing by my side, never leaving an inch, Xiang Siye, you say, will there be a day when it will really be like this?"

"Well," Xiang Siye's voice trembled a little: "everything will get better, you, me, you and me, so, can you not give up on me?"

Jing Yuwen felt the tip of his nose cross for a while, and when he raised his eyes, Xiang Siye was crying, he stretched out his hand to wipe Siye's tears, and coaxed: "Don't cry, I will feel distressed, obviously I really want to talk to him. Am I staying together? Why do you say that you want me to be happy with me?"

Xiang Siye hugged him tightly and choked: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'll never say those words again, you're mine, only mine!"

Jing Yuwen gently stroked Xiang Siye's back: "Good..."

The door of the room was opened, followed by a soft cough, the two boys let go of each other in tacit understanding, and stood up to Siye: "Auntie."

Su Yan nodded: "Xiao Xiang, you go out first, I'll have a few words with Xiaowen."

Jing Yuwen covered his head with a quilt and muttered, "I don't want to see you!"

Jing Zhuo said: "Xiaowen, your mother just wants to say a few words to you, don't worry, she won't say anything you don't want to say, Xiaoxiang, come with me."

Xiang Siye nodded and followed Jing Zhuo, Jing Yuwen tore off the quilt: "Don't go!"

Xiang Siye looked back at him, but went out anyway, he could only lie down and cover himself in the quilt again.

Su Yan sat next to him and said to herself, "Xiaowen, I'm sorry, my mother shouldn't beat you today. About you and Xiang Siye, my mother can only say, be more restrained."

Jing Yuwen was moved, he slowly lifted the quilt and asked, "What do you mean?"

Su Yan rested her arms on the edge of the hospital bed and sighed, "Xiaowen, my mother is not an open-minded person, but today's events, my mother also saw that you and Xiang Siye didn't have children's temper on a whim... In this way, I hope, I hope you will give me a little time, give me a little time for me to accept it slowly."

Jing Yuwen was a little surprised for a while: "Really?"

Su Yan nodded: "Well, really, it's my mother who thinks too much. She has always treated you like a child, forgetting that you are an adult and can already judge right and wrong."

Jing Yuwen asked again, "What about you and my dad?"

Su Yan gently held Jing Yuwen's hand: "We still need to get in touch with your father's affairs, please give us some more time..."

All this happened so suddenly, Jing Yuwen couldn't believe it, he suddenly sat up and hugged Su Yan.

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

Su Yan gently touched his back, with tears in her eyes: "Silly boy, you're right, it's all my fault, otherwise you wouldn't have this kind of thing happen to you, from now on, I won't be so excited, what's the matter? Communicate well."

Jing Yuwen nodded, Su Yan gently supported him and made him lie down, and said, "Now stay here for one night, when the fever subsides, we will go home, do you have a headache?"

Jing Yuwen unconsciously touched the bandage wrapped around his head. The smashed place was numb and painful. He nodded: "A little bit."

Tears poured out of Su Yan's eyes. She stood up and turned her back to Jing Yuwen, wiping away her tears, trying her best to restrain her crying, and said, "I'll go, I'll let your dad and Xiang Siye come in."

Jing Yuwen felt pain in his heart. He knew that Su Yan didn't want him to see her crying, so he said, "Let my dad accompany you, I want to see Xiang Siye."

"it is good."

After a while, Xiang Siye came in. He sat next to Jing Yuwen and took out a box of porridge from the documents on the table: "Let's eat something."

He took a small spoonful and blew lightly, and put it to Jing Yuwen's mouth. Jing Yuwen drank it and asked, "Where's Auntie?"

Xiang Siye said, "She went home beforehand."

Jing Yuwen asked again, "I'm a little curious about how you found me? I don't even know where I am."

While feeding him porridge, Xiang Siye said, "Mobile phone, I sent you a lot of messages, but you didn't reply. I was really worried. I looked at the location and found that the location was very biased, so I called the police on the way to find you. ."

Jing Yuwen asked, "Are you injured?"

Xiang Siye paused, shook his head, and continued feeding the porridge: "No."

Jing Yuwen didn't believe it, he pushed up the sleeves of Xiang Siye's two arms, and found a long bruise on his right arm, as if it had been slapped with a stick.

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Emmmm, this, this, I really don't want to write this... But this plot still exists, I'm afraid everyone will feel uncomfortable, so two chapters are combined into one chapter...www, I feel sorry for my cub...