Chapter Seventy-Six: Making the Mistake of Demanding Perfection (4)
That day, Jiang Shui came back from school very early, and when she found that her mother was neither in the living room nor in the kitchen, she suddenly panicked, and immediately put down her schoolbag and rushed to the second floor, sure enough, she was cleaning her and Xiaoyi's room.
Jiang Shui rested on the door frame uncertainly, stood on his feet, and shouted against the door panel: "Mom!"
Hearing the panting voice, my mother raised her eyes, smiled and said, "Jiang Shui, why did you come back so early today, your brother?"
"Brother, well, he should still be discussing problems with his classmates!" Jiang Shui scratched his hair unnaturally.
Mom continued to make the bed casually, and after being silent for a few seconds, seeing that Jiang Shui was still stunned, she said in a very gentle tone: "Jiang Shui, you have grown up, don't throw your socks in your brother's room at will in the future, it's not like it, isn't it?"
When she heard this, Jiang Shui's heart almost jumped into her throat, and she could even see the violent shaking of her chest through a thin layer of beige T-shirt. Fortunately, it's just a sock, she really wants to pat her chest and comfort herself, "Okay, I know, I, I didn't mean to." Jiang Shui stuck out his tongue and ran down the stairs quickly.
Today's lunch, Dad didn't turn on the TV for the first time, which made Jiang Shui even more unable to eat, but after Xiao Yi came back, he seemed much calmer than her, he still sat quietly on the seat facing northwest as usual, greeted his parents, picked up the tableware, and ate seriously.
"Xiao Yi, you should be about to go up to the third year, do you have any plans for the future?" Dad put down the knife in his hand and suddenly asked him with great concern.
Hearing this, Xiao Yi put down the chicken nuggets that had just been brought to his mouth, and replied dignifiedly: "I am going to apply for the University of Tokyo, majoring in communication engineering. ”
"Very good, I was about to discuss something with you, I have a friend, who is a professor of communication-related majors at the University of Tokyo, and their laboratory is now preparing to recruit high school students who are interested in this field, and I see that you have been working hard, so I would like to ask you, whether you have such a will, of course, it depends on you. ”
"Dongda, can I really go?" Xiao Yi helped the frame of his glasses and asked his father again uncertainly.
"Of course!" Dad smiled and nodded, the eyes behind the silver glasses looked unusually kind, "I will arrange a letter of recommendation from the school, but the interview depends on your strength!" As he spoke, he patted Xiao Yi's shoulder earnestly.
Mom smiled with relief on the side, only Jiang Shui, eating quietly, and didn't dare to say a word.
"No problem, I'm willing, very willing!" Xiao Yi was so happy that he didn't know what to do, he excitedly picked up the knife and fork on the table, poked open the marinated chicken thigh, and ate a big bite.
Some people are happy, naturally some people are sad, late at night, when the sound of the parents' room downstairs ends, Jiang Shui will always hold her rabbit pillow to Xiao Yi's room, she gently stands on tiptoe, and can open the door effortlessly, which is reserved for her, from the moment Jiang Shui first pushed the door open nine years ago, it has been kept for her.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yi knew that it was her, but this time, he didn't look up, but continued to bury his head in his development board, on the bookcase behind him, the whole row of well-behaved displays, all of which were his creations, Jiang Shui knew that she was also very scared, in the future, those delicate and perfect gadgets might only become souvenirs of their youth.
"Are you really, going to Tokyo?" the pillow in Jiang Shui's hand was clenched tightly by her, twisted and deformed.
"Hmm," Xiao Yi replied softly, and under the lamp, his head seemed to hang a little lower, looking very helpless.
"Why does it have to be Todai, isn't Hokkaido bad?
"It's always been a dream of mine, and now my dad is willing to help me, and I'm grateful to him. Xiao Yi finally turned his face, he looked at her, but Jiang Shui felt unfamiliar like never before.
"We can discuss it with Dad again, he is not an outsider, explain it well, he will definitely understand. ”
"We, heh, this is obviously my own business!" Xiao Yi sneered, crossed his hands, leaned on the back of the swivel chair very unhappily, and turned to look out the window. He has just passed puberty, and even his voice is so magnetic.
"Bang!" With a soft sound, the pillow in Jiang Shui's hand fell off, and together with her teardrops, it fell to the floor.
As she left, a message came from behind her: "Remember to take your pillow, I don't want my mother to find out again, my room has your socks and other items hidden." The more unbridled and direct his words were, the deeper her heart was poked a centimeter.
It turned out that from heartache to heart-death, there was only one sentence missing.
Since then, they have never spoken again, although they don't look up and look down, but every time they meet, they just look at each other coldly like strangers, and then, bow their heads and continue to walk their own way.
Even parents are aware that these two children have been in any mood recently, adolescent children, those inexplicable careful thoughts are not something that adults can grasp. It's just that, no matter how my parents asked, they all replied in unison: "No!
Yes, no, that's good. But only Luo Ying knows, how can it not be? How can it be good? Obviously, on the night he drove her away, he cried until dawn with a pillow alone; Obviously, he wrote in his diary that he was also involuntarily, and he was in a dilemma of love and hate. He knew that she loved him, and he knew that he was sorry for her, but after all, he had no choice, he wanted to go to Tokyo, he wanted to study, he wanted to return to his beloved China, his beloved hometown, because there was the most worthy soil for falling leaves to return to his roots.
In fact, for the sake of her brother, Jiang Shui was completely willing to give up her self-esteem, but whenever she habitually walked to the coffee-colored door next door with a pillow, she stopped, and the scene of that day had already been deeply imprinted in her mind, and the words that Xiao Yi said were like a deadly harpoon, penetrating her chest and abdomen, unable to extricate herself.
In fact, from the day my parents decided to adopt you, I should have a hunch that in the future, this person will leave an indelible mark in my life, I can't refuse, and I can't refuse, my life is destined to lose to a person I love the most, and how much happiness that person brings me, how much harm it will bring me. If this is your choice, if this can make you truly happy, then I will try to be a person with backbone and stop bothering you. Looking at the cold light shining through the crack in the door, Jiang Shui clenched his fists and quietly walked away.
You've always been a greedy hunter, and I'm willing to be at the bottom of the food chain, the weak creature to be slaughtered. (To be continued.) )