Gu Yu. Yang Hua fell to the end of the rules.

"Wait, she's back." When I came back, I heard Ling Xiao on the phone, but I didn't expect the call to be for me.

He handed over the phone: "Answer the phone, your mother." ”

I took it and looked at him, he didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it, too, this is his home, why should he avoid it? I should be the one who should take the initiative to avoid it.

I stood in front of the window of the living room, facing the night, with my back to Ling Xiao: "What's the matter...... Mother? This is the first time I have spoken to her in front of an outsider, and I used "Mom" instead of "you", which was extremely difficult to say, and after not using it for too long, some words became unusual.

No one spoke on the other end of the line, and I don't know if I had hung up, after all, it was my first time calling on my phone. I used to use the landline, and I could hear the blind sound of "doodoo" after the other party hung up, but now there is no such sound over there. Isn't a mobile phone different from a landline?

"I ...... I thought it was ...... It's okay, I just miss you. "My mother is a teacher, so I shouldn't question her verbal skills, but I can't listen to her speak coherently and her voice is not like usual, is it a problem with the mobile phone signal?

I'm not born with a heart of stone, wearing the winter clothes she gave me, listening to her say that she misses me, my heart will also be warm. Then, I heard her start to talk endlessly: "Ling Han didn't let me worry at all, I actually played all night in the Internet café last night, causing me to find him all night without sleeping." You said that you were going to take the local student exam soon, why wasn't he in a hurry at all? The results of these two subjects will be counted in the ...... of the high school entrance examination."

She spoke more and more smoothly, and my heart gradually became colder, and I was no stranger to what she said.

When I was in junior high school, there were a lot of Internet cafes near the school, some boys were playing online games and forgetting to sleep and eat, and some girls were ready to move.

The lethal old class can't stop this wind, and the respected principal has no right to close the Internet café, so they can only denounce the online game in the student union, its words are fierce, and its intentions are so good that people feel that people should avoid it like a snake and scorpion.

However, there are still people who go to class to catch up on sleep during the day, there are still people who are absent from evening self-study, and there are still people who climb over the fence after the bedtime bell rings.

The scope of duty of the janitor has expanded from keeping an eye on a door to watching the entire wall, and the focus of the teaching office has shifted from campus lectures to squatting near the Internet café to arrest people.

Even so, there are still people who commit crimes against the wind. There was a boy who lingered in various Internet cafes, and he couldn't catch him, which caused the school a lot of headaches. But after his father was out of the question, wearing camouflage uniforms, high-top boots, riding a motorcycle, giving each of the Internet café owners a cigarette, and calling each other brothers, the boy was found out. According to witnesses at the scene: "No words, when I came out of it, I guess the person was still stunned, and his father kicked it over, and the person was curled on the ground at that time and couldn't get up, and it hurt just by looking at it...... Is it biological? ”

That boy is my neighbor, and I know that he is not only his own child, but also a three-generation single lineage.

It turned out that Ling Han had grown so big that he could disobey his mother. Over there, she was still babbling: "Ling Han doesn't listen to him, it's useless for me to say it." Unlike you, you have been obedient and sensible since you were a child, and you have never let **** care. You're only two years old, you're a brother and sister, and you're from here -- I'm talking about the high school entrance examination, and if you tell him, he'll be willing to listen to you......"

Inexplicably a little irritable, I really can't play with her like an ordinary mother and daughter, if this is not Ling Xiao's mobile phone, I may ...... It may become a parabola and fall into the night. And she was still chattering: "I only found his QQ, 130...... I don't know his game account...... "My hand holding the phone was so tired and sore, it hung down.

Mother, let me go, I don't want to hurt others and myself anymore, so why do you have to work hard? These words are for him, every sentence is concerned, and for me, they are every word of the heart.

I don't know how long later, there was a louder "Hey" from there, I put my phone back to my ear, and said calmly, "Got it...... Good bye! ”

I struggled to hold on to my phone so that it wouldn't slip out of my trembling hand, and returned it to Ling Xiao, touching his warm palm, and immediately retracted it. It's late spring, and my hands are still so cold.

I wanted to turn away before I could show any emotional flaws.

He pointed to a single-seater couch and stopped me from leaving: "Sit down." ”

There was silence in the living room for a full minute, and then I heard his phone turn off automatically.

"You can make a phone call from a landline." Following his gaze, I saw the red landline on the corner shelf. It seems that there is no one to fight, and I have never paid attention to it.

Yes, I answered a call and his phone ran out of battery, isn't it too casual. I bowed my head: "Got it, if there's nothing else I'll go to sleep first?" ”

He nodded.

I didn't want to read the bedtime reading at all, and the words my mother said on the phone kept ringing in my ears.

It's not that I haven't been curious about the virtual world that my classmates talk about, but what I'm worried about is what if I get caught by the teacher and it's my elderly grandparents who want to invite my parents? If the teacher hadn't been caught, would my emaciated grandfather have the energy to go to an Internet café and search from house to house?

I was obedient and sensible since I was a child, and I didn't let my mother worry about it, so that one day she could come and pick me up. That's what my grandmother said to me: "Mei is good, Mei doesn't cry, my mother will come to pick Mei ......"

I forced myself to learn to walk independently early, not because I was free from support, but because I didn't have the strength around me.

Slept too early, just to relive old dreams. In my dream, I begged my mother to take me away, and she turned around. I called out my brother's name, but he was indifferent. The car carried them away, and the image of the five-year-old reappeared, only to laugh at my little hope for her.

After this dream, my heart was still aching when I woke up, which also forced me to quickly recognize a reality: my mother is not without love, and her mother's love is overflowing, but it will not be for me. Ling Han and I - without the tolerance of love, I can only walk on thin ice; With the indulgence of love, he can do whatever he wants.

Ling Han is the widow left by his father, and his mother will take him wherever he goes, so I can also see him at my grandparents' house every New Year's holiday, the most recent time being on Chinese New Year's Eve. Now, even my grandmother is gone, can we still see each other?

And that person, who can even accept her mother's remarriage with her son, why doesn't she help her share the burden of her godson?

Oh, I almost forgot that my mother gave birth to a child after marrying him, and that was my youngest brother Ling Yang. I was curious why Ling Han didn't have to change his surname, but it wasn't until I had this younger brother that I knew that he was also surnamed Ling. I've been a whole round younger, and I've seen a few times I'm not very impressed, either held in her arms or held by her, and now, I can probably walk.