Xia Zhuo clicked pass, thinking that he knew her name, he automatically skipped the step of reporting her name, and put the phone back into his pocket directly.

In the evening, Xia Zhuo was writing the paper at the desk, and the phone rang several times, but she didn't take a look at it for the first time, and only picked it up to take a look after finishing writing the question at hand.

It was Xia Jianjun.

Dad: "Go down."

Dad: "Come down and pick me up."

After less than two minutes, he was already impatient.

Dad: "Get off and pick me up."

Xia Zhuo tightened his grip on the phone, he obviously drank too much.

She got up and took a thick coat to go out, and saw Xia Jianjun beside the green belt at the entrance of the unit.

His clothes were open to the sides, and he sat on the ground like an old man, raised his hand, "Come and help me."

Xia Zhuo endured the unpleasant smell of alcohol and vomit all over his body and went to help him. Xia Zhuo was a girl and a drunk middle-aged man on the ground. It took a lot of effort to help him up.

Xia Zhuo will stand firm and help him step by step into the unit building, as if people are unlucky and everything goes wrong, the elevator that was still operating normally when just went downstairs, at this time the power was cut off.

Xia Jianjun glanced at the unresponsive elevator, and swearing profanely while walking towards the stairs.

It should be that the entire community has a power outage, and the corridor is also pitch black.

Xia Zhuoteng reached out to get the phone, and as soon as the lighting function was turned on, Xia Jianjun reached out and knocked it off like crazy.

Xia Zhuo knelt down to pick it up in a good-tempered manner, Xia Jianjun panted heavily, and asked her politely, "Have you learned how to make up? Who do you want to seduce?"

Her tone was as calm as ever, "No."

Xia Zhuo went to pull his arm, but found nothing.

"No." Xia Jianjun laughed mockingly, pulled his arm away uncooperatively, swayed back, almost fell, "You were born by your mother, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked,She ran away with another man, what good can you do?"

The beam of light from the lighting function of Xia Zhuo's mobile phone is the only bright spot in the corridor at night.

The half-bright light shone between the two of them, making her look even more pure and beautiful with red lips and white teeth.

Looks a lot like her mother.

Xia Jianjun looked annoyed, and asked angrily in a loud voice, "How much does the make-up class cost me?"

Xia Zhuo didn't want to argue with him, so he frowned and said angrily, "I won't report."

"Whether you like to report it or not." Xia Jianjun was furious, spit flying all over the place, "If you don't report it, you will show your face to anyone. I will control your food and housing, and once your mother leaves, I will control you., in the end you are always facing her, and your father and I have become villains instead."

"It's really the same as your mother He Huizhen. A nest of snakes and mice are all fucking white-eyed wolves."

Xia Zhuo couldn't bear it, and said something for his mother, "Have you said enough? My mother is already married to someone else."

He Huizhen left, but Xia Zhuo didn't think it was her fault, but a relief, a good thing to celebrate, any woman in this world would not be able to stand Xia Jianjun.

"You are really a good daughter she raised." Xia Jianjun turned his head in the middle of speaking, and saw that the person had left him and walked out regardless, and wobbled and grabbed her wrist in three steps at a time, "Where are you going?"

After Xia Jianjun drank, his hands were neither light nor heavy, and he held them tightly.

Xia Zhuo's wrist bracelet knocked on the wrist bone, and it hurt so badly.

The scene was deadlocked.

She wanted to break free, but Xia Jianjun refused. It was a daily routine that would happen every two days, and she should have gotten used to it.

Xia Zhuo lowered his eyes and exhaled slowly, but it was useless, his voice was still crying, "I'm going to school."

Saturday night, go to a fucking school.

As soon as Lu Fenghe entered the community, she saw her walking with her head down, neither looking at anyone nor the road.

The white cotton jacket on her body looks like a ball of white cotton from afar.

But Cotton seems to be angry today.

Probably on a whim, he followed her, walked out of the neighborhood and turned into Yu Lane. She walked so fast that he couldn't keep up with her if she was slower.

The rain alley is full of small restaurants and remedial classes, which are already closed at this time.

Her footsteps suddenly slowed down, and just as Lu Fenghe was about to call him, she saw her shoulders trembling, followed by soft and restrained sobbing.

He also swallowed the "Xia Zhuo" in his throat.

She was still walking, and didn't dare to cry carefully until she passed the corner and hid in a dark place.

Lu Fenghe stopped abruptly on the spot, didn't go any further, and didn't let her see him.

The distance between the two was just a corner where the wall peeled off to reveal red bricks, and every tiny sob of hers was accurately and clearly transmitted to his ears.

Lu Fenghe stood still.

He obviously didn't do anything, and he didn't know why she was crying.

But this scene looks like he got into trouble.

Turn around and leave, the sound of footsteps at this time will definitely be infinitely amplified invisibly, which is equivalent to telling the people on the other side of the wall "I saw you crying" with great fanfare.

If comforted, he couldn't even take out a tissue all over his body.

Besides, he is not very good at saying comforting words.

In the rainy alley at night, there were only a few lights left, and he walked here with a feverish mind, neither leaving nor staying suddenly.

Across the wall, the girl's sobs and cries make one's heart soften, like an orange cat in an alley on a snowy day.

As long as she cried over there, he stood here for as long.

Until a certain household suddenly opened the door and poured a basin of dirty water outside, and then someone walked around.

Xia Zhuo was afraid that people would see him, so he wiped away the tears on his face in twos and twos, and hurried away. He stood outside and had no time to dodge, and she bumped into his arms.

This embrace is strong, warm, and has the hard bones that belong only to young people.

Xia Zhuo lowered her head, said sorry before anyone could see clearly, and the person hit didn't move, so she slowly raised her eyes and saw the boy standing in front of her.

At this moment, she saw that she had just cried, and she didn't want others to see, so she looked away uncomfortably, "It's you."

The expression on someone's face was similar to hers, "Passing by."

She wanted to cover up and asked, "Which way is your house?"

"This way." He raised his finger.

in the same direction as her.

Both of them walked back in silence, he clearly followed all the way, but she was only concerned about being sad and didn't notice it at all.

When approaching the alley, he suddenly asked, "Why are you crying?"

The boy's voice is very soft, lazy and clear, which is a good voice for others.

Xia Zhuo turned his head to look at him, he stood idly and looked forward, with his hands in his pockets, still as nonchalant as ever.

His appearance was rare and gentle.

Xia Zhuo saw him a few times before, he was either sleeping, or he was frowning slightly with a look of impatience of "let go of the fart", feeling that his mood was very unstable, and he would get angry at anyone at any time.

Let her dare not, nor plan to tell him those things in detail, she lowered her head and said simply, "I had a quarrel with my family."

Lu Fenghe put his hand in his pocket, and was touching something, a plastic candy wrapper, he thought for a while, took it out and said, "Take it."

Xia Zhuo lowered his head, and he passed something in his hand, that hand was slender and beautiful, with well-defined knuckles.

In his hand is a strawberry-flavored lollipop.

Leftovers from buying snacks that day.

Xia Zhuo didn't pick it up, although it was just a candy, but Zhao Suizi said before that he chose liberal arts for his goddess.

If he could be asked to make such a big sacrifice, wouldn't his goddess be angry if she knew about it?

Or is he just like this, showing mercy everywhere.

Seeing her staring at the candy, Lu Fenghe said in a deep voice, "Don't remember me?"

Xia Zhuo raised his head and met his dark eyes, the night wind blows his hair, the light outlines his nose bridge and chin, and there is a horizontal band-aid under the corner of his eye, which is very eye-catching.

He paused for a moment and said, "capital, hospital, Little Chuan, the river where mountains stop and rivers go."

Xia Zhuo stared at him unconsciously for a moment, and seemed to have an explanation for his inexplicable questions before, even though he was standing in front of her, she still couldn't believe it, "It's you."

Even if she looked at him from such a close distance, she still couldn't think of him going with the sickly person in her memory who was so weak that she couldn't breathe after taking two steps.

He was at most as tall as she was.

Now he is nearly a head taller than her.

Lu Fenghe raised his hand and stuffed the candy into her hand, "Well, it's me."

Xia Zhuo held the candy, looked at him a little blankly, and quickly moved away before he looked over.

This feeling is amazing.

She has only been to the capital once, and she did not expect to meet again after leaving.

Moreover, he was the first to recognize her.

The two figures slowly elongated on the ground, intertwined with the shadow of the plane tree.

No one spoke, just listening to the sparse footsteps in the quiet night.

All the grace is quietly taking root at this moment.

All the grace was suddenly broken the moment she stepped into the house.

When Xia Zhuo got home, he turned on the light, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a "big" figure lying on the ground, and Xia Jianjun was lying on the ground and fell asleep, stretched all over the place.

She called him, but no one answered.

Xia Zhuo doesn't care anymore, if you like to sleep on the floor, you can sleep on the floor.

The idea of "leaving as soon as you get into college" became more and more intense in her mind.

At this moment, she didn't even expect that it must be a key university, she just felt that the farther away from this home the better, and she didn't want to come back.

She walked around Xia Jianjun and went back to the room. After closing the door, everything returned to silence and she couldn't hear anything.

There is a floor-to-ceiling window in her room, which He Huizhen had to keep during the renovation. She said that the view is good, and it must be beautiful if it is decorated a little bit.

Now the windows are still there, and the people are gone.

Xia Zhuo didn't turn on the light, and quietly sat down in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She took out her mobile phone and found her mother's number in the address book. Looking at the cracks on the screen that Xia Jianjun knocked and knocked on the ground, she was distracted. She wanted to call, but dared not.

He Huizhen already has a new family, and that man loves her very much, he will not drink and play cards like Xia Jianjun and rely on rent collection to make a living, nor will he go crazy and fight with his family members after drinking.

She hesitated a few times, and considering that it was already late, she thought to forget it.

Xia Zhuo curled up his legs, looking directly at the opposite window on the twelfth floor, maybe the people inside just came back, and then slowly turned on the lights.

The curtain on the opposite side was covered, and she couldn't see anything, or maybe she was too bored, and suddenly wanted to stay up all night nervously to see what time the person opposite turned off the light.

How can always sleep later than her.

She watched, even took out the lollipop in her pocket and bit it in her mouth, the sweet strawberry taste melted in her mouth.

very sweet.

Lu Fenghe sat in front of the computer and edited the picture, while doing it, he didn't know how many times he looked at the window next to him.

The curtains were drawn tightly and hung gracefully and heavily over the carpet.

He doesn't like to see the light, and he keeps the curtains closed during the day, and turns on the lights when it gets dark in the afternoon, basically never thinking about opening the curtains.

It is reasonable to cover it like this and you can't see anything from the outside.

But tonight he always felt that someone was watching him there.

A little panicky.

Because of the lukewarm relationship between him and his family these two days, Chen Chaoyang didn't dare to breathe under the low pressure between him and Ms. Song, and Lu Fenghe didn't want to embarrass him, so he let him go back.

Now I am sitting here alone editing pictures, but the pictures have not been edited, and my mind is full of supernatural stories about "someone under the bed, someone outside the window, someone on the roof".

As a staunch materialist in the new century, he does not believe in those supernatural powers.

Lu Fenghe habitually went to touch his pockets, but they were empty and found nothing.

He thought for a while before he remembered that the candy in his pocket was given to the ball of white cotton.

Then, as if the neat code was suddenly out of control, his mind reappeared in the rainy alley, the girl was walking, her shoulders were shaking.

And across the corner red brick wall.

She was crying secretly.