The small Nanshan in the afternoon is more indescribable.

The weather at the end of May has already shown signs of heat, the old people who exercise will not choose to come here in the afternoon, and the young people in the field will not choose this point to come to Xiaonan Mountain, and occasionally some tourists from other places will come to take a stroll.

If you have to describe Xiaonanshan in the afternoon, it can be summed up in three words: hot into a dog......

The top of the mountain was very deserted, and in that octagonal pavilion, there were only one man and one woman.

One of them, the young man, sweating profusely, sat in the pavilion without saying a word. He seemed to be in a bad mood, and coupled with the hot weather, he was even more irritable, giving people the impression that he would take revenge on society at any time.

The pretty girl in her early twenties stood beside him, holding a plastic banana fan the size of a book sold at the foot of the hill, fanning him incessantly, as if she hadn't noticed that she was already sweating.

"Don't slap me, you fan yourself too." Zhen Lang still had a little conscience, and finally said something human.

"Let me bear the consequences of my mistakes." Shui Mi'er continued to fan him, looking like her intestines were full of regret: "Originally, my sister wanted you to express herself on the top of the mountain, but I didn't expect to lift a stone and hit myself in the foot." I knew that Xiao Nanshan was so hot in the afternoon, and I wouldn't come to kill me. ”

As she spoke, she fanned hard and said angrily: "Mistake, why didn't I pay attention to the weather forecast?" The only thing my sister is right today is to wear jeans and sneakers, or I will strangle myself with my own hands! ”

Zhen Lang was amused by her: "I know you want to make me happy, but your fan is completely unprofessional, and there is a problem with the output method." ”

Shui Mi'er was angry: "Fan a fan, and pay attention to output techniques?" ”

"Recently, I have understood a path, everything in this world has an output cycle." Zhen Lang suddenly became very profound. Stretched out a hand and said, "Give me the fan, and let the uncle tell you how it is high-end." ”

Shui Mi'er handed over the fan and said unconvinced: "Come on, let me see how high-end you are." ”

"You sit down."

After Shui Mi'er sat down, Zhen Lang half-hugged her sideways. The wind that came out was blowing two people at the same time.

"Well, it's a little more high-end than me, and this output loop is quite reasonable." Shui Mi'er enjoyed it very much, and nodded like: "I can't see that you are quite professional in this area, which girl have you practiced with before?" ”

The smile that Zhen Lang had just emerged was gone, and he continued to fan his fan, and his tone was very strange: "When I was a child, one summer, there was a power outage at home. That's how my mom hugged me and fanned me all night. I still remember the song she sang to me that night, and I remember that she changed to fan the wind with her left hand when her right hand was tired, and I will never forget it......"

As he spoke, his voice grew lower and lower.

"Are you crying?" Shui Mi'er trembled and hugged him hard: "Honey, I thought you would never cry, I ...... If you want to cry, cry out. In fact, crying is very refreshing, more refreshing than secreting endorphins. It can vent all the frustration in your heart. ”

"When you say that, I can't cry." Zhen Lang's voice was very strange, and he told a story: "When I was in kindergarten, my parents divorced. At the time, I didn't understand why, but when I was in the third grade of elementary school, I found out that the bastard had slipped away to my mom the day after he got divorced. Steal all my mother's gold, silver, jewelry, and cash. Then he ran away to Yunnan and followed a gang of people to sell drugs...... It was also when I was in the third grade of elementary school that my family received news that the man had been arrested and sentenced to death...... Hehe. You may not believe it, I can't even remember what he looks like......"

Shui Mi'er was silent, this was the first time she had seen him have the urge to talk to him since she met Zhen Lang.

The only thing she can do at this time is to be a listener.

"My mother's life is very hard, she married the wrong person, and she was pointed at everywhere she went. After that bastard died, my elementary school classmates scolded me for being the son of a murderer, and I didn't understand the difference between a drug dealer and a murderer at that time, so I ran back and asked my mother why she wanted to marry a murderer......" Zhen Lang said this, revealing a kind of unrelieved feeling: "This is the most unconscionable question I have ever asked, my mother has been in a trance since then, and sometimes I talk to her for a long time before she reacts." When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, my mother went out to buy groceries, and she was in a trance again, and a car hit her, and she never came home......"

Instead of hearing the story again, Honey heard a heart-rending cry.

She didn't expect this thing to cry so unscrupulously and so darkly.

She didn't expect that Zhen Lang's crying was more terrifying than killing a pig.

She could only accompany him silently, unable to say anything.

This situation lasted for seven or eight minutes, and Zhen Lang wiped his tears and actually smiled: "It's really a little cool!" ”

Shui Mi'er looked at him with tears and laughter, not sure if this thing was abnormal at the moment, she tentatively said: "It's not scientific for girls not to cry a few times a year, my sister is very experienced in this regard, and her whole body is much easier after crying...... By the way, how many years have you not cried? ”

Zhen Lang: "Since my mother left, to today. ”

"Isn't that more than ten years?" Shui Mi'er was taken aback and sighed, "Oh my God, how did you get through it?" ”

Zhen Lang scratched his head and thought about it, and said: "Actually, over the years, there have been a few times when I still feel like crying, but the tears haven't fallen. I can't tell, maybe I was born without heart and lungs. ”

Shui Mi'er comforted: "Don't be sad, the stationmaster quietly told me about you and your uncle in WeChat." I think your uncle is still good for you in essence, but the way he speaks is a little dismissive of your feelings. ”

"Sort of?" Zhen Lang smiled, that smile was full of self-deprecation and helplessness: "You don't understand, if he beats me and scolds me, I can bear it, but his words are too hurtful." Do you know what my uncle said when he entered the dormitory today, he asked me if I was selling some new drugs in the news! ”

Speaking of this, his voice was full of endless pathos: "When my aunt used to be angry and scolded me, one of my favorite words was that one day you will be shot like you...... I didn't expect that, even my uncle thought the same way. In his heart, he decided that I would go down that path. ”

Shui Mi'er snatched the fan and gave him a fierce gust of wind, and comforted: "You calm down." Your uncle may have been angry at the time, he was too worried about you, afraid that you would go astray. ”

Zhen Lang was very stubborn: "I don't think so, if he didn't have that kind of thought in his heart, he wouldn't say that kind of thing." My grandmother would never say that to me, she asked for only one thing from me. When you grow up, don't be like the bastard who hurt my mom for the rest of my life. I may not have much success in my life, but I certainly won't be like that person. One of the meanings of my life is to prove that I will never go down that path! ”

"You still haven't calmed down, didn't you say that your blood was learned from your uncle? You're so hot-blooded, maybe he's too hot-blooded today to say the kind of thing that hits your self-esteem. Shui Mi'er was still persuading, and said: "Actually, looking back, aren't you also at fault, why don't you call your uncle in advance to make it clear?" ”

"I've made it clear to my grandmother!" Zhen Lang was extremely aggrieved. seems to be more wronged than Dou E: "Since I experienced the first college entrance examination, although I often tell a little lie to make the old lady happy, I have never deceived her old man in serious matters." But my uncle didn't believe me at all, he thought I was such a big person, or was he lying to my grandmother, he was lying to him, where is the trust between relatives? ”

As he spoke, he said with full theoretical basis: "Just compare it and find out." Look at my grandmother, I called her to make it clear. She believed it right away. But my uncle didn't believe me at all, not only did he not believe me, but he didn't even believe his own mother. ”

Shui Mi'er persuaded: "Don't think like this, I think you and your uncle still lack communication." Your uncle may have a lot of work pressure, a lot of pressure to take on a family, and you can also suffer from your aunt's pillow wind. All in all, you may be dizzy. And your uncle is at his age, he is in menopause, and he may have a more negative view of this society. ”

Zhen Lang: "Didn't you say that men are not confused when they are forty?" ”

Shui Mier: "I don't agree with this point of view, not confused just means that a person has a lot of experience, it does not mean how optimistic he is." Many cases have ample proof of this. There are some people who start to do crazy things when they reach menopause, which is more terrifying than the hot-blooded youth who take revenge on society. ”

Zhen Lang: "Are we talking too far on this topic, stop discussing various problems of menopausal men." ”

Shui Mi'er: "Then are you out of gas now?" ”

Zhen Lang: "I'm not angry anymore, I just have a new view of my brother-in-law." I don't hate him either, and there are more than one or two people in my hometown who are betting on when I'm going to jail, and not one more than him. He has no merit and hard work all these years, and I will pay him back what he owes. ”

"Don't say that, you are a family, and you say it as if you want to cut off your robe. I think you're having a bloodshot brain right now, and you're talking all the rage. If you do this again, my sister won't want you. Shui Mi'er snorted and gave orders: "Listen to me, go shopping with me on Saturday, buy something to honor your uncle and aunt, why should the family be enemies." By the way, everyone says that you are very rich, and my sister and those two black and white angels will help you match a few cool pickle girl suits. ”

Zhen Lang expressed disbelief: "You are completely ignoring my feelings and ruthlessly ordering the uncle?" ”

Shui Mi'er: "What uncle, I was an uncle for a day yesterday, and I won't give you this opportunity today!" ”

Zhen Lang: "Give me another chance to be an uncle, what do you want me to do?" ”

Shui Mi'er: "Then listen to my sister and accompany me to buy things on Saturday." Also, try to help me fight for a little bit of welfare. Today, Su Jie really massaged me for five minutes, it's so cool, if you can let Yingying and Xiangxiang serve me like this once, my sister's life will be worth it. ”

Zhen Lang forgot about the pain and said curiously: "Is it true that the eldest sister is here?" How does it feel? ”

Shui Mi'er's face was reminiscent: "I feel like I'm about to fly to the sky, I've never been so happy in my life!" ”

Zhen Lang was amused: "You also learned this mantra?" ”

"Of course, the little girl is also a member of the Glory Guild." Shui Mi'er was triumphant, stood up and said, "Okay, uncle, you laugh, don't mention the sad past, let's go." Come, will you carry me down the mountain? ”

Zhen Lang chrysanthemum tightened: "On this hot day, I'll carry you down the mountain?" ”

Shui Mi'er waved her little fist, coquettish and threatening: "If you have no conscience, everyone who fanned you will be tired and lie down!" If you don't carry me down today, my sister will lie here and not leave! ”

・(To be continued.) )