After calling several times, He Chong's phone was never in the service area, and Song Yingchen was a little disappointed. I can't even find a person who drinks to relieve my boredom, and it seems that the bad mood at the moment can only be carried by myself.

He walked aimlessly through the old town, where the streets and alleys were so familiar that he was reminded of his childhood as if he had lived away.

Although he was not as wealthy as he is now, and his quality of life was relatively limited, he was more generous than he was ever before in his giving.

His father, Song Aiguo, is the editor of the publishing house, and his mother Lu Meiqin is an ordinary bus conductor, the family of three is harmonious and warm, and the parents respect each other like guests and never quarrel, which is the envy of many people.

But one day, Song Aiguo disappeared, leaving all his savings and leaving the family. He only remembered that he begged his mother again and again to get his father back, but Lu Meiqin was indifferent to the tears.

As a child, he didn't know what was going on, and even wondered if he had done something wrong that caused his father to run away in anger. But gradually, the whole thing was probably restored from the mouths of others.

A young intern female reporter of the newspaper went to the publishing house to consult Song Aiguo for a special report, and her undisguised admiration and appreciation made Song Aiguo, who had not met a talent for a long time and was slightly conceited, fall into this ambiguous favor. They went on a private date, and Song Aiguo talked endlessly to the female reporter about the essentials of art and expressed his views on the art of painting. As time went by, the female reporter became more and more deeply trapped, from the initial admiration of students for teachers to the love of women for men.

Song Aiguo began to return late, and Lu Meiqin often sat outside the house, looking at the moon and stars and waiting. The gossip intensified, but she turned a deaf ear to it, thinking that tolerance would exchange everything for business as usual.

Finally one day, the report phone called the police station and the publishing house, and Song Aiguo and the female reporter were blocked in the guest house room. At that time, when such a thing happened, Song Aiguo not only lost his job but also lost his heart, and began to lower his head when he entered and went out, not communicating with anyone, and the atmosphere at home also dropped to the freezing point.

On the other side, Lu Meiqin is not noisy or noisy, and goes to work to cook and take care of the children as usual, as if nothing has happened. Soon, the female reporter chose to jump into the river to commit suicide in fear of people's words, and Song Aiguo also ran away from home shortly thereafter, and there was no news again.

Of course, he is on his mother's side, and betrayal is unforgivable at all times, this is the point that his mother has instilled in him since he was a child. He has only one relative in his life, Lu Meiqin, and the enlightenment of love and morality is also due to her.

At this point, he is even like Yang Qianye, never admitting that he has a father.

But now that Lu Meiqin has changed, she has always avoided him without prior notice or explanation.

Of course, from a rational point of view, as a woman, Lu Meiqin has the right to pursue feelings, and the law also gives her this qualification. But emotionally, he had a hard time accepting it. I can't tell if it's because of those bizarre fetishes, or because of my long-term mother-love complex, in short, thinking of Lu Meiqin being entangled with a strange man, he feels uncomfortable.

Thinking about coming to the riverside, leaning on the railing and looking out, the new city on the other side is like another world. Suddenly remembering something, he reached out to stop the rental car and drove straight towards Sakura's apartment.

"What, moved away!"

1101 knocked for a long time and no one answered, and was about to leave, but got the unexpected news at the sentry box.

"Who are you?" Da Mao took out the posture of a gatekeeper and made a mistake.

"I'm her landlord's son, and we're friends."

"Since you're the landlord, why didn't you know she had moved away?"

"This ...... So where did she move? ”

"Aren't you two friends, call and ask yourself, how do I know so much when I look at the door."

"I called, I didn't answer!" Song Yingchen was a little annoyed.

Da Mao swallowed his saliva, but after all, he still didn't dare to be too rude, so he pursed his mouth and pointed diagonally to the opposite side.

"Why don't you go to the gym and look for it?"

"This point is already off work."

"She's moved there, she's keeping vigil there." Da Mao reluctantly told the truth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yingchen had already run towards the gym with his long legs.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yang Qianye, who was brushing his teeth, was a little stunned, didn't think too much, and walked out with a toothbrush.

"Open the door!" Through the glass, Song Yingchen shouted.

She was amazed because she hadn't seen him in a while. I was also embarrassed, because I looked a little unkempt. It's more of a loss, Lu Meiqin's words have always been in her mind, and it is not as simple as a glass door between her and him.

"Why are you here?" She opened the door for Song Yingchen to come in and lit two lamps.

"I didn't answer the phone, what are you doing?" Song Yingchen walked straight towards the yoga training room, and sure enough, a simple sleeping bunk had been laid on the ground with a yoga mat.

She followed.

"How do you live here, did the boss ask for it?"

"No, I applied for it myself." Chiba knelt down to arrange the pillow sheets, not wanting Song Yingchen to notice the panicked expression on her face.

"What about 1101, why don't you say a word when you move out?" Song Yingchen frowned, obviously angry.

"I sent a message to Aunt Lu, but she didn't reply."

"I mean me! Why didn't you say hello to me? ”

She was stunned and didn't speak.

"Why do you come here to suffer if you live well, is this a place for people to sleep? You don't feel like the gym smells of sweat at any time, and maybe somewhere someone else spit on it! And this yoga mat, how many people step on it, are you sure they have all washed their feet? He scolded.

"How can you say so disgusting, I drag it every day, and the yoga mat is also a special one, which is good."

"I asked you why you moved, is it because the rent is too expensive? Let me tell you, you can't afford to rent a decent house in Lucheng at the price my mother offered, it's already very cheap. ”

"I know it's hard to find even in the old town. Not for the rent, on the contrary, Aunt Lu gave a very special low price, and I thank her, I really appreciate it. ”

"So what the hell is it for, aren't my mother and your mother friends, and they have a conflict?"

"Huh?" Chiba didn't react for a while, and it took a while to remember the lie that he had told with Lu Meiqin at that time, "No, no, don't guess, I moved out because I didn't live in an apartment." ”

"What's not steady? More than 100 cameras, more than a dozen security guards, who can break into 1101 and rob you. Look at it again, it's just a glass door, and the U-lock can be cut with a single click. I don't know if there have been frequent cases of thefts and missing people in the middle of the night recently, why are you so bold. ”

He only felt that his mouth was dry, and he sat down on the spot. With his knees arched almost to his chin, he suddenly stretched out his legs and lay his upper body back on the ground.

After a period of questioning, the impatient atmosphere finally calmed down.

"I'm sorry......" Yang Qianye said softly.

"I'm too lazy to tell you, I don't think of me as a friend at all." Song Yingchen lay down and turned around, looking still angry.

"Okay, it's time to tell you, it's me who is not good." She sat down next to him, and felt as if she was a little close, so she stepped back again, "I really don't want to trouble you anymore, I don't want to worry about owning such a big house alone." The gym originally needs one person to be on duty at night, and I work part-time here at night, so I just take what I need from the boss, isn't it good? ”

Song Yingchen turned her back to her and still didn't say anything.

"Hey, don't be angry."

She said, looking at Song Yingchen's side body like a ghostly mountain, undulating with her breathing.

"Hey......" She plucked up the courage to poke him in the back again, but Song Yingchen startled her when she turned around.

I saw that his eyes were red, and a line of tears was flowing down his temples.

"What's wrong with you, are you alright?" She asked, feeling an inexplicable pain in her chest, and even more incredible, she was amazed that the boy looked so good even when he was crying, so that he could only cater to it with heartbreak.

Of course, she knew that these tears were not shed for her, but to meet them in the process of arguing with each other still put herself in a hypothesis and had a false illusion.

"I really hate growing up." Song Yingchen probably didn't cry out loud, but this crying method was the most worrying.

"Still struggling with that question?" Remembering the topic at the convenience store that night, she persuaded, "Why should you run away from growing up, no one can not grow up, you are drilling the horns of the bull." ”

"No, I don't like life very much, very, very. You know, I feel more lonely than ever when I return to China this time, with no one to accompany me, no one to rely on, and no one to trust. ”

"You mean Aunt Lu?"

He nodded and sat up, wiping away his tears with his wrist.

She stepped back again.

They sat with their knees crossed across each other, their mirrors reflecting countless doppelgangers.

Song Yingchen told her father's story, but she still didn't have the courage to tell Lu Meiqin.

“…… So I have relied on my mother since I was a child, and then I went to study in the United States, thinking that I am also older, so I just seized the opportunity to be independent and independent, and don't rely on her so much. I thought I had done it all these years, but no, I was still so dependent on her, just like when I was a child. Now the family has money, but the happiness of the past is gone, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

After listening to his story, Yang Qianye was deeply touched. It turns out that she is not the only one in this world who lacks a harmonious and warm family, and Song Yingchen is not as perfect as she imagined. He can also be vulnerable, helpless, and feel sorry for himself.

But because the label of perfection was torn off, the boy became more and more tangible.

She adjusted her breathing and said, "I'm just the opposite of you, I've been looking forward to growing up. Countless nights looking at the stars in the sky and making wishes over and over again, hoping that God can quickly make me an adult. Only by becoming an adult can you grasp your life and endure the pain that you thought you couldn't bear. ”

“Why？ Don't you feel carefree when you were a child, and you don't have all these messy worries now? ”

"That was only before I was five years old." She smiled, realizing that she didn't know when she could talk about the past that she could do lightly, "If I had to do it all over again, I would definitely not want to." Because when you know how hard the days will be, you don't want to come a second time. Life can't be fast-forwarded or backwards, the only thing to do is to face the present. ”

This remark was enough to make Song Yingchen respect her.