Yin Zixuan returned upstairs and opened the door of An Liran's room, where there was a cold silence, and every object was announcing the loneliness of the owner's absence.

He walked over softly, slowly sat down on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, tears welled up, he sobbed softly, but let his voice be pressed down tightly by the pillow, and let out a low whimper.

Like a wounded beast of prey, he curled up alone in a corner, whimpering under his breath, but with nowhere to speak.

I can only add to the wound by myself, and I don't want to be disturbed by the outside world.

Yin Zixuan hasn't cried for a long time, since he was sent to Yin's house at the age of six.

It was a rainy day, and the weather was the most dreary, and many strangers suddenly came to the house, wanting to take him away, but he grabbed his mother's hand and refused to let go, crying and refusing to go with others.

The mother said to the men, "Please go out first, and my son and I will have a few words alone." Mom's voice was not loud, but with irresistible force, the men silently withdrew from their huts, and the obscured light returned to the warm huts.

When there were only him and his mother in the room, he looked at his mother with tears in his eyes, pitiful, "Mom, don't you want Hao'er? I promise to be obedient, don't you leave me, okay?" His deep eyes kept shedding tears.

"Hao'er, you have to remember, you have to be strong, you have to be like a man, you have to be strong enough to be with your mother. ”

"I don't want to be strong, I just want to be with my mother, I don't want new toys, I don't want new clothes, I don't go to the playground, I don't want fish to eat with my mother, Hao'er just wants to be with my mother. His milky pleading, but it was heart-wrenching!

"Baby, we have to separate, from today you have to learn to live on your own, you grow up, my son is an adult, he will no longer rely on his mother, he has to learn to take care of himself, like I taught you these days, dress yourself, put on your own shoes, eat by yourself, okay?"

In those days, his mother, who loved himself, suddenly let himself sleep alone, dressed himself, tied his own shoes, ate by himself, cleaned up his room, if he did not do well, his mother would be very angry, and asked him to do it again very seriously, he thought that his mother did not love him anymore, and suddenly he was so harsh on himself, but he did not know that the ruthless separation was quietly approaching them.

"I will do everything you ask me to do, I will be obedient, I won't make you angry, mom don't leave me, I will dress myself, sleep by myself, and ...... by myself Woowoo...... "He took his mother's hand, looked up at his mother with his little head up, crying and begging, he couldn't stop his tears, as long as his mother didn't leave at that time, he could do anything.

"Don't cry anymore! Don't cry anymore, no one believes in tears! If you cry again, I'll leave immediately." The mother, who had always been mild-mannered, suddenly became fierce, stood up and turned around, and looked at him no more.

Xiao Zixuan, who was still in tears, was frightened, and stood there stupidly, not knowing how his mother became like this, he didn't look at himself anymore, he definitely didn't like to cry by himself, the tears in his big eyes were like that, and he didn't dare to flow down anymore, his small mouth was tightly pursed, and he couldn't let himself cry.

Mother turned around, and became very gentle again, her gentle eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist, she squatted down and hugged Zixuan in her arms, Yin Zixuan's small body felt the warmth of her mother again, he smelled the unique fragrance of her mother, and her mood slowly stabilized.

Wiped his eyes vigorously, since his mother didn't like to cry by himself, then he wouldn't cry in the future, "Mom, don't be angry, I won't cry anymore." ”

"This is my mother's good son, promise my mother! No matter how difficult it is, don't give up to make yourself better, my mother will come to see you regularly, and my son will be a strong man from now on." He didn't seem to understand his mother's words at the time, but he knew that his mother was making him sensible.

"I promised my mother that I would never cry again, that I would work hard, become strong, and never be separated from my mother again, you have to remember to come and see me. At that time, Yin Zixuan didn't know what was strong and what was excellent, but he just promised according to what his mother said, and he firmly remembered his mother's words.

Then the strangers walked in in the dark, and the light in the hut was once again tightly blocked, and the emaciated figure of the mother stood there looking so thin.

One of the tall men walked over and grabbed his little arm in an attempt to pick up Yin Zixuan, "Young Master, let's go!" He squatted down next to his small body like a wall, causing the air around him to suddenly stop flowing, which made him very annoying.

Xiao Zixuan glanced at the person, his little eyes were cold and detached, and he shook off the nasty hand with a flick of his little arm, "I'll go by myself!"

The little person, the aura is strong, those people were shocked by his majestic aura, they all obediently followed behind, opened the car door for him, someone tried to step forward and pick him up in the car, he immediately gave the man a cold knife eye, the man retreated awkwardly, he stepped on his calf, and got into the car by himself with his hand on the door.

Since then, he is really no longer a child, he is really a little man, and he has never let anyone hold him.

Cold and detached temperament Since then, he never gives anyone a chance to approach, locking himself in a cold world.

Since then, Yin Zixuan has never cried again, in front of strangers, always remember to be strong, like a little adult, he remembers that his mother said "No one believes in tears!"

The people who followed him from this time on his orders were listened to him, and no one ever paid attention to him or told him what to do and what not to do, and he did not seem to have a chance to make a mistake.

Later, I recalled the difference between me and my mother that day, when my mother said those words, not a single tear fell, how did she hold back, in order not to worry her son, she used strong willpower to control her emotions.

He kept in mind that he would become good and strong, so that he could see his mother, although he could only see her twice a year, and each time it was a short time together.

But my mother only made herself strong and excellent, and didn't tell me how to get along with the people she loved.

This may be the easiest thing for ordinary people, but for Yin Zixuan, it is the hardest thing in the world.

He didn't know that two people who loved each other needed to communicate, just like today, he just needed to find An Liran to explain it well, maybe everything was clear after the rain.

But he didn't know how to communicate.

He only knew that he loved An Ran so much, but he didn't know why he always hurt her, and in the dark night he kept asking: Who can tell me what I should do, and the only answer to him is the endless night.

Faces of peace and tranquility keep coming to mind, disappointed, resentful, bored, angry.

Why did he follow An Liran, why? Why didn't he choose to believe her, she was so kind, so simple.

Even if he falls in love with someone else, he will talk to himself well, and he will not abandon himself easily, so how can he leave like that? Why is he so stupid?

In the repeated torture of self-infliction, Yin Zixuan had a high fever in the middle of the night. Constant nightmares, non-stop gibberish.

He took An Liran's hand and begged her not to leave, but An Liran ignored him and left without looking back.

That back was so indifferent, so ruthless, looking at her back, he felt his heart broken, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of shattering.

He shouted her name, his voice hoarse, but she faded away until she was gone.

Liu Yan saw that the young master had not gone downstairs, he was very worried, he ignored his warning, and quietly went upstairs, and heard the young master's painful dream words coming from An Liran's room.

He pushed open the door and saw the young master curled up on the bed, babbling nonsense in his mouth, he came over and touched his head, it was so hot!

He looked at the young master and muttered to himself, "Poor child." He withdrew to find medicine for Yin Zixuan.

Soon he was given medicine, his body was still hot, he wanted to send him to the hospital, but he didn't dare to call the shots, the young master didn't go to the hospital since he was a child, he had a high fever when he was eight years old, and as now, he sent him to the hospital, and when he woke up, he ran home barefoot.

After returning home, he didn't talk to Liu Yan for several days.

Later, he told Liu Yan that he must not take matters into his own hands and send him to the hospital, fortunately, his physical foundation is very good, he rarely gets sick, even if he has a headache and cold, take some standing medicine, and he will be fine.

And he is very strong, even when he is sick, he goes to school on time, eats on time, sleeps on time, never disrupts the order of life, and never delays what he should accomplish for any reason.

Liu Yan found that this little doll has a strong willpower, which is very incomparable.

Liu Yan didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only physically cool him down and use a cool towel to compress it, but as soon as he put on a piece, it was hot in a few minutes, so he called Xiaolan to help.

The two of them were busy for most of the night, and the temperature finally cooled down, and the two of them were tired and had back pain.

Liu Yan asked Xiaolan to rest, he watched Yin Zixuan sleep calmly, and he was crooked on the stool in the corridor so that he could check Yin Zixuan's condition at any time.

Yin Zixuan was very sad all night, his body was hot and uncomfortable, and he felt that someone was busy around him, as if it was Liu Yan and Xiaolan, but he couldn't open his eyes.

In the second half of the night, I felt much more comfortable, fell asleep calmly, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in my heart in the morning, and woke up smartly, and suddenly remembered An Liran.

He sat up and recalled, quickly understanding what had happened, and slowly getting out of bed, his head still hurting sharply, but still struggling to open the door.

Seeing Liu Yan asleep on the stool, he was tired enough. He went back to the house and took a blanket and covered it for Liu Yan.

Go back to your room, wash and change clothes, and then go downstairs and eat calmly.

Liu Yan had already instructed Chen's mother to cook a very bad millet porridge, he drank two bowls, and had a high fever all night and was too short of water.

Then I drove to work, calmly and without any clues.