When Shang Yang returned home, it was already one o'clock in the morning, through the musty hallway, opened the door full of small advertisements, the moonlight in the sky spilled in through the living room window, so that the living room was not very dark, he changed his shoes, and looked at the sofa heavily, this sofa has been more than ten years, and it has long lost its original elasticity.

Mother should have done it on the couch for a long time tonight!

It should be at a loss when you go.

Otherwise, with Zhao Suxian's character, he would never let the wrinkles appear on the yellow and white sofa cushions, and every time he flattened and tidied up everything at home and fell asleep.

Could it be that she was going to talk to herself about the woman tonight?

Or is it talking about the man who has been around for more than 20 years?

Thinking of this, Shang Yang was in a trance.

It is said that not crying at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is not enough to talk about life, this sentence makes sense, and it is only the first half, and the second half should be: a man, the most important thing in his heart is often not colorful, only a few sentences, because of the thought of sadness, mention sadness.

Only pressing on the bottom of the heart and crushing into the dust is the best protection.

He retracted his gaze, tiptoed back to the bedroom with very light steps, and put it in the past, what is maternal love, what is life, he understands it completely, and he thinks he understands it very thoroughly, but when the main tone of the world changes in his heart, everything will be turned upside down, and there is no performance, precisely because of men.

After changing his clothes, he didn't take a bath, he was worried about waking up his mother and being seen by her, so he washed a towel and took it back to the bedroom to wipe his whole body, and then lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling, his eyes were shining with hot light in the dim room, and his body was motionless, slowly integrating all the thoughts, wants, loves, hates, gains, and losses into his heart.

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Then I close my eyes, and when I open them again, it's like a day when nothing happened.

It was indeed not earth-shattering, the sun rose as usual the next day, when Shang Yang walked out of the bedroom, he found that there was still a simple breakfast on the dining table, after breakfast, he washed the bloody clothes last night, he would never do these things before, just throw it aside and let his mother wash it, but he witnessed the woman's arrogance, and heard his mother's strength and stubbornness, maybe as a son, he has lived for more than 20 years, and it is time to protect his mother.

Start with small things, start from little by little, start with a little bit of housework.

If you don't have enough wings today, you won't have enough wings tomorrow, as long as you move forward, you will be able to spread your wings one day.

Do all this, take out a clean clothes, and buy them when he was in school, he rarely buys clothes in recent years, not because of economic problems, but chic that retro is also a kind of beauty, just out of the corridor, before he had time to embrace the sun, he was keenly aware that there was a fierce light staring at him on the side, this fierce light should be eager to break his body into pieces.

"Shang Yang!"

The voice is simple, cold, angry, and murderous.

Shang Yang turned his head and saw a girl in light blue jeans and an orange T-shirt standing on the side, with a ponytail, biting her lip, and both hands clenching fists that were not very powerful at all.

Chen Yutong!

She had been standing here since eight o'clock, staring at the door of the building, and had been standing for an hour, like an abandoned little resentful woman, during which the upstairs uncle came down from the stairs, and when he saw her coldly, he almost scared out of his heart attack.

"Are you sick?"

Shang Yang asked with a slight collapse: "Saying that you are a fool, I don't wronged you at all, let's not say that your current appearance is scary, you are standing outside in such a hot day?"

In Chen Yutong's world, she never bothered to explain anything to Shang Yang, she just stared at Shang Yang's still swollen face angrily, raised her hand and accused: "Did you say that you won't fight in the future, and you won't fight again?"

"How do you know?"

Shang Yang was stunned, he sat downstairs for a long time before leaving last night, Chen Yutong had rested before this, and it was impossible to be found after he came back, to be precise, there were not many people who knew that he went to the city last night.

"You don't care how I know, you just say it's wrong!"

Chen Yutong seems to be in a frenzy... Kitten, even if she bares her teeth and opens her teeth and claws, she doesn't look like a villain or a bad guy at all, and her anger makes people want to pinch her face lightly.

"Wrong your sister, the cigarettes are gone, hurry up and get me a box of cigarettes, I have to stall!"

Shang Yang didn't bother to explain, and waved his hand speechlessly, although Chen Yutong had some problems that he couldn't control, but he was never used to this little girl, too familiar, growing up together, according to the two of them slept in a bed when they were five years old, of course, he didn't remember at all, as for Chen Yutong, who was only two years old at that time, he should have forgotten.

Seeing that he ignored his love, Chen Yutong grinded his silver teeth viciously, raised his slender white fingers and pointed at Shang Yang, and said viciously: "You wait for me, I will come back again!"

After saying that, he turned his head and walked straight to his grocery store.

It's actually right next to it.

Shang Yang was laughed angrily by her puffed up appearance when she left, looking at the back, he had to admit: The saying that there is a girl next door who has just grown up is the foresight of the ancients, and he never thought that one day, the girl who followed him with a runny nose and a little plateau red face could become the slim and elegant appearance she is today.

Chen Yutong walked into the grocery store, as soon as she entered the door, she stopped striding meteors, she was just unscrupulous in front of Shang Yang, a good baby in the eyes of the elders, and a fair lady in the eyes of the neighbors, walked into the shelf and took out a box of Shang Yang's favorite white-skinned red tower mountain, this cigarette is cheap, seven yuan.

Aunt Wang, who had seen everything in her eyes for a long time, was silent, and deliberately turned her head not to look, it was not a problem of cigarettes, but she was still angry about Chen Yutong's application for the normal examination, which was more than 600 points higher than the score line, and it was a pity to go to this school.

"Deducted from my living expenses"

Chen Yutong left a sentence lightly, and then walked out of the door, she had never spoken back to her parents, but this time she applied for the exam, her attitude was extremely resolute, even if she didn't discuss it with her family when she applied for the exam, she filled it out directly.

"Hey..."

Aunt Wang watched her walk out and sighed softly, muttering with a little sadness in her mouth: "The eldest woman can't help it..."

"Here you go!"

Chen Yutong walked out of the door and handed the cigarette to Shang Yang, his attitude was as antagonistic as just now, in fact, Shang Yang said that she was a fool and it was really not wronged, if the average girl at least negotiated some conditions in the current situation and then handed the cigarette over, and she never seemed to learn these routines, which was the case before.

Staring at the beautiful eyes, he pursed his lips and said: "Now you can say it, why fight, what did you tell me before?

In the face of her questioning, Shang Yang felt particularly twisted, the little girl who was hiding behind him at the beginning dared to control herself one day, and it was an almost irresistible tone.

"You have a mouth, you've learned badly for three years!"

Shang Yang shook his head speechlessly, and no longer asked her how she knew, and said sincerely: "Yutong, when my brother tells you the truth, girl, quiet, reserved, and delicate is beautiful, you look at your current appearance, where do you look like a girl, it is clearly a resentful woman full of resentment, this is a disease, you have to change, otherwise you will have a boyfriend in college, and you will only be sad? Okay, think about what I said, you have to go..."

Shang Yang lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, waved his hand, and passed by her.

Chen Yutong reacted extremely quickly, or as a few gangsters said that day, he had a natural advantage in leg length, just an arrow step, accurately raised the ring finger of his left hand, hooked it into Shang Yang's right trouser pocket, and said with stubbornness in his eyes: "Shang Yang, let me tell you, don't think that you can cover this matter by changing the topic, if you don't want to hear it, you can, I won't ask, but today you must let me sell fruit to you..."

It turns out that this is her ultimate goal.

Shang Yang's face darkened, "Let go of your hand!"

"Don't let go!"

"Smack"

The delicate little hand that should be gently stroked in the eyes of others has no value in Shang Yang's eyes, and he raised his hand to hit it, it was not heavy, but it was also out of the sound.

"Release!"

"Don't let go!"

When a man and a woman have a dispute, no matter what the cause is, the dispute shows that the man is a fool, and further said: Nuwa Niangniang seems to have forgotten to put the word "truth" into women's minds when she created people.

Shang Yang knew that she didn't have much vacation, and she would have to go to the provincial capital to report to school in a little more than a month, not far away, two hours by train, but she couldn't come back often, endure it, endure it for more than a month, and there would be no little Tang monk by her side, and she would recite the mantra every day.

The two walked to the fruit stall, as usual, opened the roller shutter door, put the fruits in a row, no need to shout, just wait for the customers to come to the door, Shang Yang continued to sit in the rocking chair with the old god, holding a pu fan in one hand to fan the wind, Chen Yutong felt left out, but he refused to leave as if he wanted to take root here, found a paper shell, and put it on the steps in the fruit stall behind Shang Yang's side, supporting his chin with both hands, and pouting her pale pink lips with residual anger.

A pair of eyes like a bright moon in the night sky, there was no anger, no anger, some were just a little sleepy and held back the sleepiness to open the haze, staring at Shang Yang's figure.

In the case of Shang Yang's image being damaged, her ignorant appearance decorates the scenery of passers-by.

Even an old man who had just passed by secretly smacked his tongue: "This girl is too handsome..."

It was as if the whole world was admiring her beauty, and only one person had his back to her.